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Roof with a View
By Beverley Anne Miles
There was no point in closing the curtains now, so I looked out of the
window at the two of them. They waved and smiled back, then one pointed to
his watch. I nodded, and began to undress.
****
They had been waiting for me outside when I came back to the hall of
residence at lunchtime.
They were just a couple of ordinary workmen, dressed in worn jeans, ripped
at the knees, scuffed boots and old faded t-shirts. I appraised each one of
them as I walked towards the building. They were both big muscular guys,
tanned from working outside all summer, and were regular hunks ? one blonde
and the other dark haired. They were eating their lunch on the grass by the
path, and looking at some photographs held by the blond one.
They seemed to be comparing the photos with the other girls as they walked
past, so I assumed that I would be in for some scrutiny also. I wasn't
worried ? men had watched me walk past for years ? all part of being a girl.
I got closer, my heels clicking rapidly on the path due to the short steps I
was forced to take by the hem of my knee length pencil skirt. The dark
haired guy looked up at me, then nudged his companion, who looked up too.
The photo was checked again, then they both scrambled to their feet,
watching me walk towards them.
I like to think that they were enjoying the view, as unlike most of my
friends at university I always made an effort with dressing. They'd slob
around in jeans, sweat tops and trainers, but my mother had told me to
always make an effort. It worked; men would hold doors open for me, and
generally pay more attention.
Today's effort was the aforementioned tight pencil skirt and high heeled
plain court shoes ? both in black, topped off with a soft, pink, v-neck
pullover. It all fitted nicely, not too tight, to accentuate my curves, the
v-neck hinting to my cleavage. Always wear make-up was another rule my
mother instilled, so my face was delicately highlighted, with lips of cool
pink. My long blond hair was hooked back over my ears, to fall over my
shoulders.
They were obviously waiting for me, so I stopped in front of them, and asked
"Well?"
"Hi!" began the blond guy. He was over six foot tall, so even in my 3"
heels he looked down on me. "I think we need to talk?" he continued, then
held out the photograph to me. "This is you, isn't it?"
I looked at the photo. Yes it was me, and I appeared to be in my dorm room,
but it took me a minute to recognise the angle. Then it dawned on me ? the
photo had been taken from the outside looking in. This was quite an
achievement, as my room was not overlooked by any other room or window ? I
was up in the roof of the building, and my view consisted of rooftops and
treetops.
"Er, yes." I replied, surprised. Then, slightly angry "Where did you get
this from?" I demanded.
"Oh, I took it." said the dark haired one. I raised a questioning eyebrow,
and he continued. "Let me explain. I'm Pete, and this is Dave, and we are
doing roof inspections and repairs to the buildings on the campus. So we
were up on the roof of this building here?" Pete indicated the building next
to my dorm "?when we saw you. Getting undressed."
'Oh' I thought. 'I think I can see where this is going.' I gave them an
uneven smile, then asked "OK. Do you think we can continue this conversation
somewhere a bit less public?"
"Sure" smiled Dave "Come this way." he indicated.
The two men led me into an empty office in the building they were working on
? the building was empty, and looked like the whole place was being
redecorated. Dave shut the door, and leant against it.
"So what else did you see?" I asked.
Pete just grinned, and handed me the rest of the photographs. They quite
clearly showed me in various stages of undress. They obviously hadn't got
the beginning of the sequence ? probably switching the camera on ? so the
first shot was of me in my lingerie, standing on one leg, as I reached down
to slip one of my shoes off. It was my daytime set of white satin and lace
co-ordinates: bra, panties, suspender belt and camisole top. My stockings
were charcoal grey and sheer. If you knew where to look, you could see a
bulge in my panties.
In subsequent shots, I had progressively undressed, removing camisole,
suspender belt, stockings, then bra and breast forms, to reveal my flat
hairless chest. The final shot showed me naked ? and male.
'Oh well.' I thought to myself, 'That's the worst of it out!'
I remembered that I had then gone for a shower, but on returning to the
bedroom I got out some sexier evening wear ? claret red satin frillies
first. The photos now showed me dressing. Suspender belt and black
stockings, thong, and strapless bustier, then sat down at the mirror to do
my make-up. The last view was the one they had shown me first ? fully
dressed and ready to go out for the evening.
"Well" I said "Either you guys work late, or was this unpaid overtime? And
how come you've got a camera. Are you regular peeping toms?"
Dave answered "Nowadays we always have a digital camera with us, so we can
show the management what the condition of the roof is in before and after ?
they generally don't want to go up there to check."
"But what about you?" said Pete. "You're not exactly what we where
expecting. We asked, and your room is in a girls only hall, so?" he waved
the photo's around.
'Here it comes.' I thought.
"So, we don't suppose that you would want these photos to, er" stalled Pete,
but Dave finished "To come to the attention of certain parties?"
I looked down, thinking rapidly, then looked up at the two of them with
resignation on my face. "So what so you want?" I asked ? guessing correctly.
*****
So here I am, making myself look sexy ? not difficult as I have been assured
? and the guys are watching through the window.
I give them a show, undressing slowly, first the skirt, then the pullover,
to reveal today's selection ? a pink cotton bra and panties, with tan
coloured hold-ups. Off with the shoes, then hosery, and finally the bra,
taking my false breasts out first.
Then I dig out my Saturday night specials ? a black satin basque with lace
trim and suspenders, matching thong and glossy black lace top stockings.
With my back to the window, I slip out of the pink panties, then slip the
straps of the basque over my arms, onto my shoulders, and then reach behind
me with practiced ease to do up all of the 10 clips. While they can't see, I
slip in the breast forms, this time securing them with fixative, then turn
around and place a foot on the low window ledge so that I can slip on my
nylons, giving the boys a good view.
Finally I ease the thong up my legs to encase my nether regions, neatly
trapping my semi-erect penis, then I step over to the dressing table to put
on my make up. Black mascara and eye liner, with fire engine red lipstick to
make me look tarty, and finally I blend in the breast forms to my own skin.
Back to the wardrobe - I remembered how tall the guys were, so selected my
highest heels ? 5" stiletto strappy sandals, and grabbed a coat. I slipped
into the shoes and secured them, then making sure the two men were still
looking, pulled on the coat over my lingerie. It was knee length, so as long
as it was done up I was perfectly decent.
I waved to them again, then turned and left the room, taking nothing with
me. Locking the room, I placed the key on top of the door-frame.
****
They met me at the door to the building next door, and each taking an elbow,
led me along the hall, and down the steps to the cellar. The building was
empty, and once in the cellar, no one would know we were there.
Pete locked the door behind him, while I looked around the space. A single
light bulb suspended by a cable in the middle of the room provided the only
illumination, leaving the dusty corners gloomy. The only furniture was a low
stool, located directly under the light. There were no windows, and the
closed door combined with the distance from the entrance to the building
meant that any cries would not reach the outside.
We could make as much noise as we liked, and no-one would hear us.
Dave and Pete were still in their work clothes ? dirty, dusty, and you could
see where they had sweated throughout the day. I looked them both in the eye
? my new heels allowing me to see them on the level ? and tried to read
them. Their body language was an interesting mix of excitement,
embarrassment and shame, but their eyes devoured me.
I slowly undid my coat, untying the belt, then unbuttoned the length, to let
it fall open. The guys were mesmerised, although not dead as I could see a
stirring in both of their trousers, so I placed my hands on my hips, and
asked "Well?"
Their eyes looked up to meet mine.
"Is one of you going to take my coat?"
Dave leapt forward, and helped me out of it, then looked for somewhere to
hang it.
'Oh God! ' I thought. 'I'm being blackmailed by amateurs! I'd better take
charge.'
"Dave" I said quietly "Just fold it and put it on the floor. Now, which of
you two lads is going to be first?"
They looked at each other.
"Er?"
Sterner now "OK you two. It's obvious that you've never done anything like
this before have you?" They shook their heads, slightly ashamed. "So I'm
going to make it easier for you. You're both quite good looking, so I'm not
totally against this whole scenario?" They looked surprised and relieved "So
I get to pick!"
I walked up to Dave, put one arm around his neck, leaned in and kissed him.
With my other hand, I grabbed Pete, and pulled him behind me. They soon got
the message.
Dave returned my kiss with enthusiasm, whilst Pete grabbed my shoulders, and
began to kiss between my shoulder blades. I reached down in front of me, and
caressed Dave's swelling member through the denim, before deftly undoing his
jeans. His proud cock immediately broke loose.
I broke from the kiss "No underwear, you naughty boy!" I chided, then I
twisted around between them, within the circle of their arms, to face Pete.
I reached back, and arranged for Dave's upstanding member to nestle into my
crack. I clenched it with my buttocks as I leant into a full tongue kiss
with his colleague.
Pete was a good kisser, but having Dave so close behind was a nice
distraction. I reached down, and released Pete from the confines of his
flies. Another commando? Pete filled my hand, whilst Dave filled my crack ?
both 'up for it' and still growing!
I half turned between them, and took them both in hand as they both kissed
me simultaneously, while their hands roamed over my scantily clad body. It's
very nice to be the centre of attention.
I pulled back, towards the stool, drawing them with me? they soon tripped
over their jeans that were around their ankles ? Ooops ? Silly me. This gave
me time to sit on the low stool before they walked over, their unfettered
hard cocks waving about at face level. How convenient.
Again I took them in my hands, comparing details. Neither were to be ashamed
of, and any man would be proud to wield such a weapon. Dave's was about 8"
long, thick and knobbly with veins. Encircling the shaft with my hand, my
thumb and middle finger just met. On - or in - the other hand, Pete's was
longer, but slightly slimmer and smoother.
Simultaneously I pulled down on both shafts to slick back their foreskins
and reveal the smooth rounded knobs. A substantial pair of gob stoppers as I
was soon to find out.
The door was locked, I was at their mercy, but looking up at the intense
look on both of their faces, they were also at mine. So I pulled them in
closer.
"Eeny meeny miney mo." I intoned, then deciding, leant towards Pete and
kissed the tightly stretched skin of his glans. My tongue slipped between my
lips and I tasted his slit. Then rapidly I turned to Dave, and gave him the
same treatment.
At that point, Dave must have developed a backbone, as he slid his hand onto
my head, twining his fingers into my hair. I began to wash his knob with my
tongue, but he now had a good grip, so that when my tongue was bathing the
underside of his shaft he pulled me down onto his cock, forcefully barging
between my crimson lips, then thrusting his hips forward to bury himself
deep in my face.
At last!
My lips stretched around his thick fleshy shaft ? I didn't need to grip ?
but I began to suckle as he pumped in and out, fucking my mouth. The smell
of Dave's sweat in his pubic hair filled my nostrils, and for a minute I was
lost, but then I felt hands on my bum. Pete caressed my soft skin, then
slowly slid his fingers into my crack. I felt the elastic of the thong strap
being pulled to one side, and then a thick finger pushed against my rear
entrance.
I felt Dave swell in my mouth, and his actions became more violent,
thrusting his dick deep into my mouth. He was too thick to pass into my
throat, and anyway the angle was all wrong, so he suddenly climaxed into the
back of my mouth. Just at that moment, Pete thrust his finger into my tight
hole, forcing me to cry out in surprise when I should have been swallowing
Dave's salty sperm. The thick sticky cream shot out of my already full
mouth, to shower Dave's shaft and balls in his own emission.
To my amazement, Dave stayed thick and hard, but pulled out, then hauled me
to my feet, and off of Pete's thrusting finger. I was spun around, then made
to stand with my legs apart and bend over forward at the waist, with my
hands on the stool.
Pete grabbed my hair and pulled my head up, to shove his merely kissed cock
between my spunk smeared lips. I couldn't back away to slow his rate of
ingress, because Dave was behind me holding my waist, so the cock kept on
sliding in until it reached the constriction of my throat.
I felt the hands behind me shift, my buttocks were parted and the thong
pulled to one side. The slippery roundness of Dave's cock nudged its way up
to my tight anus. My ring was already opened by Pete's finger, but nowhere
near enough for Dave's monster, so I prayed he'd take it slow. Some hope.
Apparently he was satisfied with his positioning, as I felt his hands move
to grab my hips, then the grip increased, and I felt the sharp stabbing pain
of his cock being shoved against my resisting arsehole. Slowly, my tight bud
began to open. It hurt.
I tried to cry out in protest of the invasion, but Pete had a firm grip on
my head, and instead began to slowly fuck my mouth, pumping half the length
of his smooth shaft back and forth between my lips. I absently sucked at it,
whilst concentrating on the sensations emanating from by bottom.
I was almost not able to believe that it could hurt so much ? it felt like
my arse was being ripped apart. Then suddenly it got better ? only by a
fraction, as his knob slipped inside, and my sphincter contracted onto his
shaft. Dave had been grunting with the effort behind me, and let out a sigh,
as did I.
We both caught our breaths ? me as well as I could around Pete's thrusting
dick ? then Dave started again, now forcing the length of his shaft up my
back passage. My arse could offer little further resistance, so in an effort
to slow his progress and ease the pain, I struggled to pull away from him.
Unfortunately Pete's cock was blocking the way.
With my head pulled back there was a straight path into my throat, and
Pete's slightly thinner cock took full advantage of the fact, finally
stopping when his ballsack touched my chin. Deep throat, and nowhere else to
go, the cock in my arse continued its inexorable penetration, until I felt
Dave's thighs against mine, and his balls jammed into my crack.
I was spit roasted between them, unable to move a millimetre, and they
stopped there. I considered my situation; for a couple of amateurs, they
were quick learners.
Then they really went to it, both pulling almost all the way out at the same
time, then thrusting back in ? hard. Simultaneously they fucked both my
mouth and arse, my muffled yelps a counterpoint to their grunts and cries of
effort; a sort of diabolical accordion! To add to the soundscape, my heels
added the percussion ? every time Dave rammed into me he lifted my heels off
of the concrete floor, and every time he yanked back out, my heels impacted
back down onto the concrete.
"Oh" "Ahh" "Mmph! " Click-click!
"Yes" "Take it" "Arrh! " Tap-tap!
I was helpless, being fucked front and rear, and I was beginning to get used
to it. I no longer tried to gag, and my arse had stretched to accommodate
Dave's meat ? in fact, the cock up my bottom began to feel quite good.
"Ohh" "Ahhh" "Mmmmm" Click-click
Suddenly, they stopped moving, both of them half way in ? but only for a
moment. Dave's hands on my hips pulled me easily along his length, pulling
me up Pete's cock, which I gripped with my lips. The movement stopped when
my buttocks hid Dave's belly ? my lips were around the sensitive ridge at
the base of Pete's knob.
Then Pete pulled, and Dave pushed, and I swallowed the entire length of the
cock before me, as the one behind me slipped all the way out. It slipped
straight back in again on the return trip, re-entry felt fantastic. I was
shuttled back and forth between them for a while, and at some point the two
of them stopped propelling me ? I didn't notice when ? I just kept bouncing
back and forth like a perpetual motion cradle.
This couldn't last forever, and Pete's grunts became more urgent and I felt
his cock spasm in my mouth, so I backed fully onto Dave ? a lovely full
feeling ? and sucked hard on Pete's firm shiny knob as he shot his first
load into my mouth. I meant to swallow it all anyway, but Pete decided to
help out, and used his slightly subdued cock to ram it down my throat.
Whilst I nursed the dick in my mouth back to full health, Dave obviously
wanted to go for his grand finale. He was back on the big macho thrusts
again? Tap-tap, tap-tap went my heels. Long deep strokes stretching me to
the fullest, then full stop. Jammed deep in my anus, I felt his cock jerk
and spasm, as he unloaded his male essence into my violated love hole.
Dave pulled out with a groan of satisfaction, and helped me to stand up,
leaving Pete's stiff stander stranded ? but not for long. I was turned to
face Dave, and he took me in his arms, and told me to hold on to him. I
looped my arms around his neck, and kissed him. A minute later I had my legs
wrapped around his waist, whilst he held me up by grasping my thighs.
Of course, this left my arse fully exposed again, and Pete wasted no time in
stepping up behind me, and thrusting his long stiff cock fully up inside me
? nicely lubricated by Dave's cum.
It's a very nice position, sandwiched between two men, one kissing you
whilst the other is fucking. Dave soon got tired of holding me up, but Pete
was strong. He hooked his hands under my knees, and just leant back,
transferring my weight onto his hips, impaling me deeper than ever before
onto his wondrous cock.
Amazingly, he managed to flex his groin muscles, and he delicately continued
to fuck me, just millimetre at a time ? after what had gone before, the
minute movements were blissful and soothing. However, it couldn't last for
long, and I was at last lowered to the floor. Still joined at the pelvis, I
was marched into one of the dark corners of the room, where I was made to
stand, head into the corner, bracing my arms against the walls with my legs
apart.
Pete took my hips, and began to fuck me properly at last ? no restraints ?
he could piston his entire length in and out to his and my pleasure. I can
see nothing, standing like a dunce in the gloom, but I can hear, and feel,
as his belly slaps against my buttocks, and he finally shoots his cream into
my abdomen.
*****
Afterwards, they escorted me back to the entrance to my building ? my hair
and make-up were messed up, but no worse than some of the other girls you
see on Saturday night. Under my coat, I could feel Pete's cum leaking out of
my well stretched arsehole, to trickle down the inside of my thighs, and
soak into the tops of my stockings.
At the door, I kissed each of them in turn, then said "It seems I'm going to
have to trust you not to share our little secret. In the old day's you'd
have given me the negatives, but as it was a digital camera, well?" I let
the comment hang.
They both assured me that my secret was safe, but then I played my trump
card.
"It doesn't really matter anyway. You see, both the Chancellor and
Vice-chancellor of the University know all about me, as I had to see them in
order to persuade them to give me a place in this hall. It was a very
rigorous probing interview!"
Very. The Chancellor has a very imposing old leather topped desk, which they
had me lying across on my back, my head hanging off one side, with the
Chancellors thick cock stretching my lips wide. My legs were up in the air,
ankles around the Vice-chancellors neck as his well proportioned prick
plunged into my rear entrance.
"Oh." said Dave.
Pete asked "So why did you just let us??"
"Well, they did say there would be regular reviews of my, er, position."
Yes. Doggy style next time I suspect. "What other reason could I have had?"
I finished innocently.
With that I entered the building, leaving them outside.
*****
About a week later, I had a free afternoon and was in my room working, when
there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I called out.
The reply through the door was "Building maintenance miss. We need to get
onto the roof, and the only way out there is through you room."
Guess who. And they must have got a pass key, in case I wasn't in?
The End
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