The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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I have been going out with my girlfriend, Phoebe for almost a year and I always thought she was perfect. Beautiful, smart, kind and the sex was amazing. She is the sort of girl who always seems to be up for new experiences. I was happy. Anyway, one night we had a little discussion about fantasies. She knew pretty much everything about me as I am very open, but I knew little about hers. Over the next few nights, I had some very interesting wanks while talking to her. She revealed her orc fetish and slight, sexual crush on a guy that frequently comes into her work. She says he looks like Thor from the comics, so we now refer to him as Thor-Guy. She told me in great detail what she would like him to do to her, if she was single and this made me very aroused. She told me about other guys she knew, who she would have sex with, again, if she was single.
We also discussed my fantasies of having a girl acting sluttish and she seemed interested. She asked me to tell her more so I started slow. The first thing I liked, was having a girl “accidentally” reaveling herself. Perhaps not everything, but more than was decent. This could be from wearing a skirt in windy weather, to wearing a blouse that could burst open at any given moment showing off a lot of cleavage. Phoebe then told me that the thought of doing this kind of thing was a turn on for her. She liked having men look at her sexually and she enjoyed having the power to turn them down. She has me after all! We talked about this long and hard and a few nights later, she told me it had happened at work. While she was talking to her supervisor in the shop she works at, two of her blouse buttons had come undone, showing a lot of underboob to the guy! She told me how he had stared quite blatantly, obviously shocked and we both got ourselves off to this and her suggestion of trying to make it happen in front of Thor-Guy!
The other thing we spoke in great lengths about were vibrating panties, of which I would be in control of. I liked this idea and we decided we would get some for her next visit. Finally, the big fantasy. In this fantasy, we would go to a pub, or bar one night. I would go in first and call her, on my hands free set for my phone. She would have hers in, discreetly hidden by her sexy long, reddish hair and would come in when I told her to. She would then sit down alone, with a drink and smile at the first guy that she saw checking her out. She would do this until one of them came over to her and then she would flirt with them, and see how dirty she could make the chat. Of course, after a while I would turn up and she would leave with me.
Finally, I decided to make fantasy into a reality.
She came up to visit me for the week, we live three hundred miles apart, and one night she seemed extra aroused. I grinned at her, also horny.
“Wanna have some fun, princess?” I asked with a grin.
“Hehehe, yes!” She replied, expecting me to simply kiss her and fuck her. Oh no, I got up off the bed and retrieved a bag from a draw.
“Try these on.” I said. She opened the bag curiously, and squealed when she peered in, pulling a pair of vibrating panties from within. “Go on.”
She stripped off quickly and slipped the rather none descript knickers on. The cut was nice, showing plenty of ass but it couldn’t be a thong, as there needed to be enough material to hold in the vibrating mechanism. No sooner had she got them on, did I press the button on the remote. She almost doubled over with shock, gasping and letting out a soft moan of pleasure.
“Good?” I asked, smiling.
“Oh yeah… fuck yeah…” She replied, smiling back.
“good, now… put these on too.” I said, pulling some clothing from her suitcase. They consisted of a white blouse I knew was rather tight on her. She has massive tits and this blouse really emphasised them. I also passed her a skirt that was short without being too short and a white bra, that had a nice low cut. “And some sexy heels.”
She selected a pair of black shoes with a heel that showed her legs off.
“I love playing dress up with you.” She chuckled. “Who are we going to be tonight?”
I smirked. “Our selves. I think we should go for a walk, maybe a drink?”
Phoebe looked a little shocked. She had suggested the fantasy of taking her out with the vibro-pants on and she looked a little nervous now. I gave her a jolt and she shuddered.
“Yeah, Ok… Maybe I could do with a drink.” She said finally.
I suggested a pub that required a little walking along the promenade and made hints as to the gentle flashing fantasy. Another jolt of the panties had her agreeing excitedly.
I decided to make the walk as interesting as possible for her. She was still rather shy so I wouldn’t push her too much to start with. We headed straight for the lower prom and began walking. There were plenty of people around, most of the guys turning to check out my smoking hot girl, her large tits bouncing around and her sexy legs on display. Further around though, the amount of people dwindled, cutting down to small groups of fishermen. These also couldn’t resist having a sly and occasionally, not so sly perv on Phoebe. She was enjoying the attention though.
When we reached a large gap between the groups, I stopped and started kissing her, touching her up and rubbing myself against her. I could tell by the way she returned the kisses, she was quite aroused herself.
“I want you to walk on ahead.” I said. “Put your earphones in and listen to my commands.”
She grinned. “Really? Hehe, well, ok.”
She did as I asked less apprehensively than I had expected. She put in her earphones and I called her up. She answered it, then started to walk on.
“Swing those hips as you walk.” I said. She did so and this motion caused her skirt to bounce up. Although it didn’t show everything, it did show off the top of her legs and occasionally the lower part of her pert ass. “Good. Keep it up as you walk past this next group.”
She did so and walking a little way behind her, I could see the group of three fishermen, all middle-aged, turning to stare. I pretended to be engrossed in my phone, my own earphones in, so that I could hear what they were saying.
“Damn! You see that?” The first one said.
“Fine piece of ass!” said the second.
“All alone too… I’m sure my cock would keep her company!”
I chuckled, aroused at how they spoke about her. We kept this up for a little while longer until we were almost ready to leave the prom. All the while I related to her the things that were said. Before long, there was just one last group to pass.
“Princess, as you go past these, drop your purse. Bend at the hips it pick it up!” I said.
“Hehe, alright.” She replied. I could hear the excitement building in her voice.
Phoebe quickly drew alongside them, walking past as she had done with the previous groups, swinging her hips and drawing their attention. There were five guys this time. Teenagers and a couple of older guys. Her purse hit the floor with a clonk. This alone would have caused them to turn around, if they hadn’t already been staring hard at her, making those scrunched up “I’d fuck that” faces that guys do!
“Oops!” I head her say, followed by a short, soft giggle. She stopped and bent over at the hips, reaching down slowly to pick up her purse again. As I said before, her panties weren’t small, but they were tight and showed off much of her lower ass cheeks. These lucky bastards saw it all.
“Fuck me!” I heard at least two of them exclaim. A third, black teen, maybe 15 years old and cocky as hell called out. “Hey baby, why don’t you stay down there so I can park my cock!?”
She glanced up at him, eyebrows raised.
“Turn him down, flirtily.” I said.
“Aww, sorry hun.” She smiled. “That actually sounds fun, but I’m in a rush!”
She winked at the k** then turned and flounced off, her skirt bouncing like crazy as the group stared wide-eyed at her. She turned off the promenade there and waited for me to catch up.
“Enjoy that?” I asked her. She didn’t reply but launched herself at me, sticking her tongue down my throat and groping at my already hard cock. I pushed her away after a moment, laughing. “Hey, save that up princess for later.”
She looked frustrated but I walked on, not giving her chance to respond. She caught me up and we arrived at the pub a short while later. I stopped her before we went in.
“Remember our other fun game we wanted to try out?” I asked her. She cocked her head, thinking. “The one where you get hit on by a stranger?”
“Oh! Yes?” She asked. I could see the gleam in her eyes and I am certain she knew what was coming. “Well, you wait here. Get your head set on again and I’ll call you when I have scouted the place.”
The smile on her face at that moment will stay with me forever. I saw her sit on a pub bench as I went inside. I gave her a good buzz with the panties as I stepped inside and heard her shocked groan of excitement. So did an old couple that walked past. They looked at her as she doubled over, groaning like a whore. The woman looked at her in disgust but her husband was grinning.
The inside of the pub was quite quiet. A few people were in there, drinking and eating but they were well spaced out. There was sufficient noise to cover up me talking into my phone but not so loud as I couldn’t hear what was coming back. I chose a seat in a booth in the corner that gave me a good view of the whole pub. I glanced around those present then grinned. A face grinned back at me.
I had had this planned. Phoebe was expecting to have to wait for some random guy to hit on her, but I had arranged for her to have some company. This particular company was someone I knew a long time ago, but recently got talking to on Facebook again. It turned out he was a fellow pervert and we had spent many a night trading pics of girls we knew and jerking off. We had even met up a couple of times for the same purpose. The pictures of Phoebe were his favourite and so naturally, I thought of him when I decided to act out this fantasy.
“Ok, Princess, come on in. When you do. Turn left and find a set over in that far corner.”
A moment later, she walked in. She made her way to the bar, glancing around, and ordered herself a white wine. She paid and then headed to where I had told her to, sat herself down and glanced around casually. My friend Matt started to smile at her. She smiled back.
“You got one?” I asked.
“Yeah.” She mumbled back, taking a drink.
“You like?”
“He’s cute.”
“Ok, reel him in. From now on, I’ll either give you commands, or ask you yes/no questions. Tap your glass once for yes, twice for no. Understand?” I saw her tap her glass once. Good.
She continued to smile at Matt, biting her lip. On most women, that was a good sign they were interested. On Phoebe, it was damn well boner-inducing! Matt took the hint and, picking up his own drink, he moved over to her.
“Hey there.” He said, smiling. “Er, mind if I join you?”
“Please do.” Phoebe replied, her smile growing as she looked up at him through her lashes.
This was going great. I had filled Matt in on exactly what would be happening. That way, if he saw the wire going to her ear he could ignore it. I had also told him to build up the topic of chat to be as rude as he could before she decided to end it and signal me to come get her. She had always expressed a “no touching” rule. It would be only chat and a little teasing. But she was very turned on, so… I wanted to see what would happen.
“So, what you up to?” Matt asked her. I could see on his face that he was a little nervous.
“Just killing time.” Phoebe replied.
“Cool. I have to ask, do you have a boyfriend?” Matt pressed. This was an interesting question. I would feel a little shocked if she said no, but if she said yes, it might scare any other guy away.
“Yeah, I do.” She said. I was glad she hadn’t denied me, but I was worried how Matt would react. I needn’t have worried. She continued. “But… he isn’t here.”
“Wow, he lets such a beautiful girl out on her own?” Matt said, the flattery starting.
“Yeah he does. He trusts me.” Phoebe smiled.
“Is he right to?”
“Well, so far…” she gave him a little wink, smiling wickedly as she took a drink.
The conversation continued like so for a little while, simply small talk I won’t bore you with. I could see him checking her out as they chatted. I asked her if she had noticed and she tapped her glass once. I asked her if she liked it. One tap. Was it turning her on? One tap.
“Pretend to get something from your purse on the floor. Lean down and unfasten a button on your blouse.” I told her.
She didn’t respond, simply bit her lip as she nodded at what he was saying. After a little hesitation, she excused herself, leaned down behind the privacy of the table and unflicked the button. Now, the blouse had been showing off a lot of cleavage to start with but this extra inch, when she sat up again, gave Matt a massive eyeful. I told her to lean forward as he spoke and she did so. Even from where I was sat, I could see deeply. Matt told me later, he could see right down to her stomach!
They had been discussing Matt’s lack of girlfriend for the last couple of years. I knew this was a lie. I had seen her personal pictures before. In fact, Matt himself had jerked me off to them! She was being sympathetic, asking how he coped being so lonely and that it must be awful to be so unsatisfied. He agreed, telling her that he was so constantly excited that he had a near-permanent hard-on. She giggled at this, saying that he must get that sorted soon! He told her that it was a shame she was spoken for.
“Well, I did say he wasn’t here…” She winked.
He laughed. “Oh? You offering to treat my condition?”
“Maybe, depends how badly afflicted you are. You might need a full diagnosis.” She giggled.
“Hmm. Fancy examining the affected area, sweetheart?” he grinned. Phoebe went quiet, taking a large sip from her glass. I know she hadn’t wanted it to go this far.
“Say yes.” I told her. A moment or two went past.
“Alright then.” She said, her voice low and breathy.
I saw Matt reach under the table and fiddle with the front of his pants. Was he going to do it here? I was quite surprised when a moment later, he pulled out his cock. I had seen it before, of course. Even played with it and it was a decent size. It looked bigger now though. He must be really excited.
“Ok nurse, have a look.”
I saw her hesitate again.
“Look under the table.” I told her.
She leaned down as if going to her purse again, but this time, she looked back under the table to see Matt stroking his cock. I heard her gasp.
“Do you like it?” I asked. “Cough instead of tap.”
She coughed. Once.
Phoebe sat up straight again, leaning forward to give him a good view. She was blushing heavily.
“Wow.” She said. “You do look as if you need to be taken care of!”
They continued to talk again, the flirting becoming far more sexual now.
“Do you want to touch it?” I asked. She tapped twice. “Be honest princess. I don’t mind.”
One tap.
“Reach under the table and stroke him.” I said.
Slowly, I saw her arm disappear below her as she reached out to grasp the hard cock. I saw Matt gasp now, and smile wide as she stroked it.
“Oh my god…” he moaned.
“Talk to him about it.” I said to her. “Tell him what you think of it. Be honest.”
“It feels so hard…” She said, her voice a whisper. “And it looks so sexy… I-I’m so wet right now.”
I hadn’t expected that. It sounded way too natural to be simple flirting. I found I was getting aroused and began to rub myself under the table, through my pants.
“Ask him if he wants to touch your tits.” I told her.
“Would you like to stroke these?” She asked him, looking him square in the eye. “Maybe it will help.”
Matt didn’t need telling twice. He reached over and pushed his hand into her blouse, squeezing and fondling her boobs. I gave a blast on the pantie remote, causing her to moan and gasp. Matt didn’t know about the panties and I saw the smile on his face as he believed that was his doing.
“Tell him you want him to fuck you.” I said. I saw her eyes snap to me. This was way past the limits of what she had said she would do. The look in her eyes told me everything. She wanted Matt in her. But she didn’t want to cheat on me. “It’s fine princess. You can thank me later.”
“You know… I think you will need more than this.” She cooed to him.
“Oh yeah? Like what? This feels pretty amazing already.”
I said to her, “There is an alley out back. Take him there.”
“Well, come with me, I’ll show you.” She said, pulling her hand back and picking up her purse. She stood up and walked from the pub. Matt got up quickly, stuffing his dick away. A few of the guys in the pub grinned at him, calling him a lucky bastard. It seems they had seen her little performance.
I followed behind.
“Honey, are you sure you’re ok with this?” She whispered to me.
“Yeah. I didn’t think I would be… but if you really want him in you?” I said.
“I really want you in me.” She said.
“You can have me after, Princess.” I said.
“Ok. Well, if this turns you on, I can thank you by being your slave tonight and you can thank me by fucking me into a c***!” She giggled.
“Deal.”
Matt caught was walking behind her. My phone vibrated. It was a text off Matt. You sure you’re ok with this dude? It said. I texted back. Yeah, fuck her good. Just remember, I want a go on either your girl, or your sister ;)
Matt looked back briefly and nodded, before catching her up just as she entered the alley. Phoebe led him down the alley and around the corner, stopping by a lamp post. She turned and leaned back against the wall, grabbing Matt by his tshirt and pulling him down to kiss her. I should mention now that Phoebe is a little over five foot, while Matt is about six foot three. The kissing didn’t last long. It wasn’t needed. She got to her knees and unfastened his pants, his still hard cock flopping out.
“Oh god, I want this so bad…” She moaned, stroking it before her face. She grinned up at him as she slowly took it into her mouth.
I had positioned myself around the corner, peering round to watch. Seeing my girl with another guy’s cock in her mouth was the strangest turn on ever. A mixture of excitement of seeing her being so slutty and jealousy. I was very turned on. I got my own dick out and began to stroke it. By now, she was taking almost his full length into her mouth, gagging ever so slightly as she tried to enjoy more of it. She moaned and groaned, gasped and grunted. I didn’t even need the headset to hear the sucking noises.
“Oh fuck…” Matt was saying. “Oh fuck yeah…. Shit… don’t make me come just yet!”
Phoebe giggled and stood up, turning her back to him as she pulled down her panties.
“It’s all yours hun.” She said.
Matt leaned down, bending at the knees so that he was the right height, then pushed his cock into her soaking pussy. She gasped loudly, exclaiming how amazing and big he was. He pushed into her a few times then, wrapping his arms around her thighs, straightened his legs, lifting her from the floor. She cried out in surprise and pleasure, placing her hands on the wall to keep her from falling. He fucked her hard while I jerked off, hidden around the corner. Sadly, his excitement got the better of him.
“I need to cum…” he gasped.
I said to Phoebe. “Tell him to cum on your tits. Get them out for him.”
“Jizz on my tits hun.” She groaned.
Matt let her down, sliding out of her pussy. I heard her groan as he came free. She positioned herself on her knees in front of him, unfastening and opening her blouse and pulling her bra down, exposing 32DD breasts. Matt instantly started rubbing is dick furiously while Phoebe knelt before him, holding her tits together and opening her mouth, her head tilted back slightly. It wasn’t long before he came and fuck, there was a lot! He coated her tits and a lot went in her mouth too. I was surprised to see her swallow it. She had never done that before.
I told her. “Clean him up and thank him.”
She took his softening cock in her hand and began to lick it, sucking the excess cum from him.
“Mmm.. thanks sweetie. That was amazing!” She giggled.
Matt grinned, gasping and took something from his pocket and passed it to her. He then turned and left the alley, pulling his pants up. As he rounded the corner, he fist bumped me, smiling.
A moment later, I went over to join her.
“Did he see you?” She asked, looking concerned.
“Nah, I hid behind the bins.” I replied.
“Good. Got a tissue?” She asked me, indicating to her sperm covered tits.
“No heh, just leave it like that. Fasten it up and wear that jizz with pride like a true slut.” I laughed.
She winked and lifted her left breast, licking a large glob of the cum off.
“Mmm...” She moaned . “ I really wanna try yours now.”
“You can when we get back and you’ve showered.” I said. “Oh, what was that he passed you?”
She lifted her hand, showing me a card. It looked like a business card with Matt’s name and phone number on it.
“And what will you do with that?” I asked.
With a grin she slipped it into her purse.
“Memento.” She said.
“Hmm.. . Will you call him?” I asked, a little concerned.
Phoebe giggled. “Maybe… as long as you’re there to watch me being a slut.”
I have been going out with my girlfriend, Phoebe for almost a year and I always thought she was perfect. Beautiful, smart, kind and the sex was amazing. She is the sort of girl who always seems to be up for new experiences. I was happy. Anyway, one night we had a little discussion about fantasies. She knew pretty much everything about me as I am very open, but I knew little about hers. Over the next few nights, I had some very interesting wanks while talking to her. She revealed her orc fetish and slight, sexual crush on a guy that frequently comes into her work. She says he looks like Thor from the comics, so we now refer to him as Thor-Guy. She told me in great detail what she would like him to do to her, if she was single and this made me very aroused. She told me about other guys she knew, who she would have sex with, again, if she was single.
We also discussed my fantasies of having a girl acting sluttish and she seemed interested. She asked me to tell her more so I started slow. The first thing I liked, was having a girl “accidentally” reaveling herself. Perhaps not everything, but more than was decent. This could be from wearing a skirt in windy weather, to wearing a blouse that could burst open at any given moment showing off a lot of cleavage. Phoebe then told me that the thought of doing this kind of thing was a turn on for her. She liked having men look at her sexually and she enjoyed having the power to turn them down. She has me after all! We talked about this long and hard and a few nights later, she told me it had happened at work. While she was talking to her supervisor in the shop she works at, two of her blouse buttons had come undone, showing a lot of underboob to the guy! She told me how he had stared quite blatantly, obviously shocked and we both got ourselves off to this and her suggestion of trying to make it happen in front of Thor-Guy!
The other thing we spoke in great lengths about were vibrating panties, of which I would be in control of. I liked this idea and we decided we would get some for her next visit. Finally, the big fantasy. In this fantasy, we would go to a pub, or bar one night. I would go in first and call her, on my hands free set for my phone. She would have hers in, discreetly hidden by her sexy long, reddish hair and would come in when I told her to. She would then sit down alone, with a drink and smile at the first guy that she saw checking her out. She would do this until one of them came over to her and then she would flirt with them, and see how dirty she could make the chat. Of course, after a while I would turn up and she would leave with me.
Finally, I decided to make fantasy into a reality.
She came up to visit me for the week, we live three hundred miles apart, and one night she seemed extra aroused. I grinned at her, also horny.
“Wanna have some fun, princess?” I asked with a grin.
“Hehehe, yes!” She replied, expecting me to simply kiss her and fuck her. Oh no, I got up off the bed and retrieved a bag from a draw.
“Try these on.” I said. She opened the bag curiously, and squealed when she peered in, pulling a pair of vibrating panties from within. “Go on.”
She stripped off quickly and slipped the rather none descript knickers on. The cut was nice, showing plenty of ass but it couldn’t be a thong, as there needed to be enough material to hold in the vibrating mechanism. No sooner had she got them on, did I press the button on the remote. She almost doubled over with shock, gasping and letting out a soft moan of pleasure.
“Good?” I asked, smiling.
“Oh yeah… fuck yeah…” She replied, smiling back.
“good, now… put these on too.” I said, pulling some clothing from her suitcase. They consisted of a white blouse I knew was rather tight on her. She has massive tits and this blouse really emphasised them. I also passed her a skirt that was short without being too short and a white bra, that had a nice low cut. “And some sexy heels.”
She selected a pair of black shoes with a heel that showed her legs off.
“I love playing dress up with you.” She chuckled. “Who are we going to be tonight?”
I smirked. “Our selves. I think we should go for a walk, maybe a drink?”
Phoebe looked a little shocked. She had suggested the fantasy of taking her out with the vibro-pants on and she looked a little nervous now. I gave her a jolt and she shuddered.
“Yeah, Ok… Maybe I could do with a drink.” She said finally.
I suggested a pub that required a little walking along the promenade and made hints as to the gentle flashing fantasy. Another jolt of the panties had her agreeing excitedly.
I decided to make the walk as interesting as possible for her. She was still rather shy so I wouldn’t push her too much to start with. We headed straight for the lower prom and began walking. There were plenty of people around, most of the guys turning to check out my smoking hot girl, her large tits bouncing around and her sexy legs on display. Further around though, the amount of people dwindled, cutting down to small groups of fishermen. These also couldn’t resist having a sly and occasionally, not so sly perv on Phoebe. She was enjoying the attention though.
When we reached a large gap between the groups, I stopped and started kissing her, touching her up and rubbing myself against her. I could tell by the way she returned the kisses, she was quite aroused herself.
“I want you to walk on ahead.” I said. “Put your earphones in and listen to my commands.”
She grinned. “Really? Hehe, well, ok.”
She did as I asked less apprehensively than I had expected. She put in her earphones and I called her up. She answered it, then started to walk on.
“Swing those hips as you walk.” I said. She did so and this motion caused her skirt to bounce up. Although it didn’t show everything, it did show off the top of her legs and occasionally the lower part of her pert ass. “Good. Keep it up as you walk past this next group.”
She did so and walking a little way behind her, I could see the group of three fishermen, all middle-aged, turning to stare. I pretended to be engrossed in my phone, my own earphones in, so that I could hear what they were saying.
“Damn! You see that?” The first one said.
“Fine piece of ass!” said the second.
“All alone too… I’m sure my cock would keep her company!”
I chuckled, aroused at how they spoke about her. We kept this up for a little while longer until we were almost ready to leave the prom. All the while I related to her the things that were said. Before long, there was just one last group to pass.
“Princess, as you go past these, drop your purse. Bend at the hips it pick it up!” I said.
“Hehe, alright.” She replied. I could hear the excitement building in her voice.
Phoebe quickly drew alongside them, walking past as she had done with the previous groups, swinging her hips and drawing their attention. There were five guys this time. Teenagers and a couple of older guys. Her purse hit the floor with a clonk. This alone would have caused them to turn around, if they hadn’t already been staring hard at her, making those scrunched up “I’d fuck that” faces that guys do!
“Oops!” I head her say, followed by a short, soft giggle. She stopped and bent over at the hips, reaching down slowly to pick up her purse again. As I said before, her panties weren’t small, but they were tight and showed off much of her lower ass cheeks. These lucky bastards saw it all.
“Fuck me!” I heard at least two of them exclaim. A third, black teen, maybe 15 years old and cocky as hell called out. “Hey baby, why don’t you stay down there so I can park my cock!?”
She glanced up at him, eyebrows raised.
“Turn him down, flirtily.” I said.
“Aww, sorry hun.” She smiled. “That actually sounds fun, but I’m in a rush!”
She winked at the k** then turned and flounced off, her skirt bouncing like crazy as the group stared wide-eyed at her. She turned off the promenade there and waited for me to catch up.
“Enjoy that?” I asked her. She didn’t reply but launched herself at me, sticking her tongue down my throat and groping at my already hard cock. I pushed her away after a moment, laughing. “Hey, save that up princess for later.”
She looked frustrated but I walked on, not giving her chance to respond. She caught me up and we arrived at the pub a short while later. I stopped her before we went in.
“Remember our other fun game we wanted to try out?” I asked her. She cocked her head, thinking. “The one where you get hit on by a stranger?”
“Oh! Yes?” She asked. I could see the gleam in her eyes and I am certain she knew what was coming. “Well, you wait here. Get your head set on again and I’ll call you when I have scouted the place.”
The smile on her face at that moment will stay with me forever. I saw her sit on a pub bench as I went inside. I gave her a good buzz with the panties as I stepped inside and heard her shocked groan of excitement. So did an old couple that walked past. They looked at her as she doubled over, groaning like a whore. The woman looked at her in disgust but her husband was grinning.
The inside of the pub was quite quiet. A few people were in there, drinking and eating but they were well spaced out. There was sufficient noise to cover up me talking into my phone but not so loud as I couldn’t hear what was coming back. I chose a seat in a booth in the corner that gave me a good view of the whole pub. I glanced around those present then grinned. A face grinned back at me.
I had had this planned. Phoebe was expecting to have to wait for some random guy to hit on her, but I had arranged for her to have some company. This particular company was someone I knew a long time ago, but recently got talking to on Facebook again. It turned out he was a fellow pervert and we had spent many a night trading pics of girls we knew and jerking off. We had even met up a couple of times for the same purpose. The pictures of Phoebe were his favourite and so naturally, I thought of him when I decided to act out this fantasy.
“Ok, Princess, come on in. When you do. Turn left and find a set over in that far corner.”
A moment later, she walked in. She made her way to the bar, glancing around, and ordered herself a white wine. She paid and then headed to where I had told her to, sat herself down and glanced around casually. My friend Matt started to smile at her. She smiled back.
“You got one?” I asked.
“Yeah.” She mumbled back, taking a drink.
“You like?”
“He’s cute.”
“Ok, reel him in. From now on, I’ll either give you commands, or ask you yes/no questions. Tap your glass once for yes, twice for no. Understand?” I saw her tap her glass once. Good.
She continued to smile at Matt, biting her lip. On most women, that was a good sign they were interested. On Phoebe, it was damn well boner-inducing! Matt took the hint and, picking up his own drink, he moved over to her.
“Hey there.” He said, smiling. “Er, mind if I join you?”
“Please do.” Phoebe replied, her smile growing as she looked up at him through her lashes.
This was going great. I had filled Matt in on exactly what would be happening. That way, if he saw the wire going to her ear he could ignore it. I had also told him to build up the topic of chat to be as rude as he could before she decided to end it and signal me to come get her. She had always expressed a “no touching” rule. It would be only chat and a little teasing. But she was very turned on, so… I wanted to see what would happen.
“So, what you up to?” Matt asked her. I could see on his face that he was a little nervous.
“Just killing time.” Phoebe replied.
“Cool. I have to ask, do you have a boyfriend?” Matt pressed. This was an interesting question. I would feel a little shocked if she said no, but if she said yes, it might scare any other guy away.
“Yeah, I do.” She said. I was glad she hadn’t denied me, but I was worried how Matt would react. I needn’t have worried. She continued. “But… he isn’t here.”
“Wow, he lets such a beautiful girl out on her own?” Matt said, the flattery starting.
“Yeah he does. He trusts me.” Phoebe smiled.
“Is he right to?”
“Well, so far…” she gave him a little wink, smiling wickedly as she took a drink.
The conversation continued like so for a little while, simply small talk I won’t bore you with. I could see him checking her out as they chatted. I asked her if she had noticed and she tapped her glass once. I asked her if she liked it. One tap. Was it turning her on? One tap.
“Pretend to get something from your purse on the floor. Lean down and unfasten a button on your blouse.” I told her.
She didn’t respond, simply bit her lip as she nodded at what he was saying. After a little hesitation, she excused herself, leaned down behind the privacy of the table and unflicked the button. Now, the blouse had been showing off a lot of cleavage to start with but this extra inch, when she sat up again, gave Matt a massive eyeful. I told her to lean forward as he spoke and she did so. Even from where I was sat, I could see deeply. Matt told me later, he could see right down to her stomach!
They had been discussing Matt’s lack of girlfriend for the last couple of years. I knew this was a lie. I had seen her personal pictures before. In fact, Matt himself had jerked me off to them! She was being sympathetic, asking how he coped being so lonely and that it must be awful to be so unsatisfied. He agreed, telling her that he was so constantly excited that he had a near-permanent hard-on. She giggled at this, saying that he must get that sorted soon! He told her that it was a shame she was spoken for.
“Well, I did say he wasn’t here…” She winked.
He laughed. “Oh? You offering to treat my condition?”
“Maybe, depends how badly afflicted you are. You might need a full diagnosis.” She giggled.
“Hmm. Fancy examining the affected area, sweetheart?” he grinned. Phoebe went quiet, taking a large sip from her glass. I know she hadn’t wanted it to go this far.
“Say yes.” I told her. A moment or two went past.
“Alright then.” She said, her voice low and breathy.
I saw Matt reach under the table and fiddle with the front of his pants. Was he going to do it here? I was quite surprised when a moment later, he pulled out his cock. I had seen it before, of course. Even played with it and it was a decent size. It looked bigger now though. He must be really excited.
“Ok nurse, have a look.”
I saw her hesitate again.
“Look under the table.” I told her.
She leaned down as if going to her purse again, but this time, she looked back under the table to see Matt stroking his cock. I heard her gasp.
“Do you like it?” I asked. “Cough instead of tap.”
She coughed. Once.
Phoebe sat up straight again, leaning forward to give him a good view. She was blushing heavily.
“Wow.” She said. “You do look as if you need to be taken care of!”
They continued to talk again, the flirting becoming far more sexual now.
“Do you want to touch it?” I asked. She tapped twice. “Be honest princess. I don’t mind.”
One tap.
“Reach under the table and stroke him.” I said.
Slowly, I saw her arm disappear below her as she reached out to grasp the hard cock. I saw Matt gasp now, and smile wide as she stroked it.
“Oh my god…” he moaned.
“Talk to him about it.” I said to her. “Tell him what you think of it. Be honest.”
“It feels so hard…” She said, her voice a whisper. “And it looks so sexy… I-I’m so wet right now.”
I hadn’t expected that. It sounded way too natural to be simple flirting. I found I was getting aroused and began to rub myself under the table, through my pants.
“Ask him if he wants to touch your tits.” I told her.
“Would you like to stroke these?” She asked him, looking him square in the eye. “Maybe it will help.”
Matt didn’t need telling twice. He reached over and pushed his hand into her blouse, squeezing and fondling her boobs. I gave a blast on the pantie remote, causing her to moan and gasp. Matt didn’t know about the panties and I saw the smile on his face as he believed that was his doing.
“Tell him you want him to fuck you.” I said. I saw her eyes snap to me. This was way past the limits of what she had said she would do. The look in her eyes told me everything. She wanted Matt in her. But she didn’t want to cheat on me. “It’s fine princess. You can thank me later.”
“You know… I think you will need more than this.” She cooed to him.
“Oh yeah? Like what? This feels pretty amazing already.”
I said to her, “There is an alley out back. Take him there.”
“Well, come with me, I’ll show you.” She said, pulling her hand back and picking up her purse. She stood up and walked from the pub. Matt got up quickly, stuffing his dick away. A few of the guys in the pub grinned at him, calling him a lucky bastard. It seems they had seen her little performance.
I followed behind.
“Honey, are you sure you’re ok with this?” She whispered to me.
“Yeah. I didn’t think I would be… but if you really want him in you?” I said.
“I really want you in me.” She said.
“You can have me after, Princess.” I said.
“Ok. Well, if this turns you on, I can thank you by being your slave tonight and you can thank me by fucking me into a c***!” She giggled.
“Deal.”
Matt caught was walking behind her. My phone vibrated. It was a text off Matt. You sure you’re ok with this dude? It said. I texted back. Yeah, fuck her good. Just remember, I want a go on either your girl, or your sister ;)
Matt looked back briefly and nodded, before catching her up just as she entered the alley. Phoebe led him down the alley and around the corner, stopping by a lamp post. She turned and leaned back against the wall, grabbing Matt by his tshirt and pulling him down to kiss her. I should mention now that Phoebe is a little over five foot, while Matt is about six foot three. The kissing didn’t last long. It wasn’t needed. She got to her knees and unfastened his pants, his still hard cock flopping out.
“Oh god, I want this so bad…” She moaned, stroking it before her face. She grinned up at him as she slowly took it into her mouth.
I had positioned myself around the corner, peering round to watch. Seeing my girl with another guy’s cock in her mouth was the strangest turn on ever. A mixture of excitement of seeing her being so slutty and jealousy. I was very turned on. I got my own dick out and began to stroke it. By now, she was taking almost his full length into her mouth, gagging ever so slightly as she tried to enjoy more of it. She moaned and groaned, gasped and grunted. I didn’t even need the headset to hear the sucking noises.
“Oh fuck…” Matt was saying. “Oh fuck yeah…. Shit… don’t make me come just yet!”
Phoebe giggled and stood up, turning her back to him as she pulled down her panties.
“It’s all yours hun.” She said.
Matt leaned down, bending at the knees so that he was the right height, then pushed his cock into her soaking pussy. She gasped loudly, exclaiming how amazing and big he was. He pushed into her a few times then, wrapping his arms around her thighs, straightened his legs, lifting her from the floor. She cried out in surprise and pleasure, placing her hands on the wall to keep her from falling. He fucked her hard while I jerked off, hidden around the corner. Sadly, his excitement got the better of him.
“I need to cum…” he gasped.
I said to Phoebe. “Tell him to cum on your tits. Get them out for him.”
“Jizz on my tits hun.” She groaned.
Matt let her down, sliding out of her pussy. I heard her groan as he came free. She positioned herself on her knees in front of him, unfastening and opening her blouse and pulling her bra down, exposing 32DD breasts. Matt instantly started rubbing is dick furiously while Phoebe knelt before him, holding her tits together and opening her mouth, her head tilted back slightly. It wasn’t long before he came and fuck, there was a lot! He coated her tits and a lot went in her mouth too. I was surprised to see her swallow it. She had never done that before.
I told her. “Clean him up and thank him.”
She took his softening cock in her hand and began to lick it, sucking the excess cum from him.
“Mmm.. thanks sweetie. That was amazing!” She giggled.
Matt grinned, gasping and took something from his pocket and passed it to her. He then turned and left the alley, pulling his pants up. As he rounded the corner, he fist bumped me, smiling.
A moment later, I went over to join her.
“Did he see you?” She asked, looking concerned.
“Nah, I hid behind the bins.” I replied.
“Good. Got a tissue?” She asked me, indicating to her sperm covered tits.
“No heh, just leave it like that. Fasten it up and wear that jizz with pride like a true slut.” I laughed.
She winked and lifted her left breast, licking a large glob of the cum off.
“Mmm...” She moaned . “ I really wanna try yours now.”
“You can when we get back and you’ve showered.” I said. “Oh, what was that he passed you?”
She lifted her hand, showing me a card. It looked like a business card with Matt’s name and phone number on it.
“And what will you do with that?” I asked.
With a grin she slipped it into her purse.
“Memento.” She said.
“Hmm.. . Will you call him?” I asked, a little concerned.
Phoebe giggled. “Maybe… as long as you’re there to watch me being a slut.”
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