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Fresh Meat (Part Three)

Victoria didn’t see the co-owners at all until the following Wednesday, when they arrived at about lunchtime. That was the longest week of her life (to that point). They had a stream of meetings all afternoon and didn’t make any attempt to contact her. Home time came and went, and she stayed at her desk working. She was really worked up and didn’t really want to think about the disappointment if nothing were to happen today.

Eventually one of them walked past her, telling her to come into the office in about ten minutes, and to leave her panties laid out on her desk, as she wouldn’t be needing them.

She entered the room at the prescribed time, closing the door behind her, and stood in between their desks. After a minute of being ignored, she heard one of them say “Still overclothed” and then go back to ignoring her.

She quickly removed her light summer dress and her bra and stood naked in front of them. She could feel her cunt already tingling, and that was without them actually touching her.

They each reached out, grabbing a tit each, and this time, groping it, kneading it, and flicking at her nipples with a thumb. Instead of throwing her head back this time, she looked down to see their respective cocks jumping to attention almost immediately and straining against their trousers.

Vicki suddenly fancied tasting cum, and she had two loaded cocks worth to play with. She put a hand to each cock and started rubbing at them, grasping, and squeezing, almost a mirror of what was happening to her tits.

She knew she needed to choose a cock to go into her mouth first, so she asked the men for a coin, which one produced without breaking contact with her tit or her hand. She showed them each side of the coin and asked them to decide who was heads and who tails. As the dark haired one was the ass man, he took tails. As the light haired one was the tits man, he took heads.

She flicked the coin and let it fall to the floor, all three of them breaking contact to lean over to see the result. It was heads.

She knelt down in front of the light haired owner and put her hands back to his hidden cock. She undid his fly and removed the mostly hard cock and fairly sizable balls from his trousers, making note of his apparent lack of underwear. She was so eager to get that cock in her mouth that she almost grabbed his cock on instinct, licking round his glans a few times, before starting to inhale it further in. Once she had used her fingers to surround his cock and run up and down it a few times, she heard a calm voice telling her to keep his cum in her mouth, to show him the cum once she had drained him and wait for instructions. Finally, an instruction; it took her having a mouth full of cock for an instruction to emerge, and she was a good girl; she’d do as she was told.

Vicki was a good cock sucker, having had plenty of experience at school and university, and she quite liked this guy, and his cock was getting harder by the second. She focussed on where she was running her tongue, particularly his frenulum, which caused his cock to get harder each time she touched it. She could feel she had him so near and she just kept working his frenulum and glans until the inevitable happened: his cock pulsed, and she felt a flood of sticky cum filling her mouth. She kept flicking his frenulum with the end of her tongue until his cock had nothing more to offer, then obeying instructions, she released his cock, and with chest puffed out, she showed him her mouth full of cum. She was expecting him to tell her to swallow it, but he told her to dribble it out onto the top of her tits, and only to swallow when she could spit no more.

She knelt a little more upright and starting dribbling and spitting his cum out over the top of her tits and into the gap between them. There was an awful lot of cum, so she had a lot of work to do emptying her mouth. After she had pushed out all she could, she looked up at him and swallowed, and then sat there, smiling (with perhaps a hint of smugness), with a cum/saliva mix glistening on her cleavage, running down between her tits. What a sight; a sight he clearly enjoyed.

She looked across at the dark haired owner’s cock, so see that still hidden but clearly still hard. She shuffled over, removed his cock and balls through his fly and started sucking on his cock. The frenulum moves were less effective on him but using her tongue to close round his cock and jam his glans against the back of her throat had a similar effect. He was clearly excited, as he really didn’t last long before he started spewing his load into her mouth. A little of it trickled down her throat, but she kept most of it in her mouth, as she tried to milk every last drop from his cock.

Once she was done, she again dribbled the bulk of the cum onto her already cum coated tits and swallowed only the last bit.

She got back to her feet and gave them a good view of her cum covered tits, the office lights glistening of them, their eyes locked on them.

They told her she could go, but they wanted her to leave the building with the covering on her tits undisturbed. She was nervous, but had the front to do it, and there were few people around to notice.

She went back to her desk to pack her things up and retrieve her panties. But, to her surprise, her gusset, and the inside of the front of her panties were liberally covered in cum. It wasn’t either of the co-owners, as they never left the office, but who else was it? She was awoken from her thought process by the dark haired one, telling her to put them on. She had no idea who’s cum it was, but after she put them on, he patted the front of her panties, pushing the cum in between her lips. He told her to leave the panties on until bedtime, and to leave the cum on the top of her tits until bedtime too, and then he told her to swallow all the cum she could.

She got home without incident, even though her tits were glistening with cum, and she spent the evening feeling the cum against her cunt and her tits, reminding her of her session with the co-owners. When she was ready to go to sleep, as instructed, she scraped as much cum off her tits, cunt, and panties as she could and swallowed it all. She liked eating cum. It was a treat. The cum of (she thought) three men was a really big treat, and almost as much cum as she could swallow, but she wasn’t wasting it. She even used a spoon to scrape it off her skin and to dig some out of her cunt; her movements over the hours had made some of it go far too deep into her cunt to retrieve.

She enjoyed it, and they made her feel owned (particularly being labelled with cum in public), but next time, she was determined to get fucked again. Cum inside is better than cum outside.

Putting That Good Girl Training To Use

I was still a virgin when I got to university. I had a boyfriend, but hadn’t wanted to take that step, and then I started at uni and got to know this guy. He made a load of feelings come into my heart that I hadn’t had before. I wanted him to fuck me. Hard. Long. Repeatedly. And he seemed interested in me too. I had a choice to make, and in my heart of hearts, I knew what that choice was.

I will never cheat on a partner, so I had to go back home and break it off. Cue a heartbroken ex, and all the time I was hugging and consoling him, I was thinking of being fucked by the guy at uni. I couldn’t wait to get back to him, hoping my previous rebuttals hadn’t turned him off.

Immediately I got back to uni, I went looking for him. I found him in a uni bar playing pool. He was losing, so I settled back to watch him, thinking I could console him when he lost. But as soon as I arrived, his fortunes turned round, and he finished triumphant. We sat down to celebrate; he was full of how I was his lucky charm and I saw my opportunity. I told him that perhaps he would like to thank me for my efforts, and he agreed and started thinking of things we could do – none of them sexual. I guess that was my fault, as I had firmly closed him down before.

So, I kicked off my shoe and started rubbing my stockinged foot up and down one of his legs. He looked a touch confused, until I told him I’d finished with my boyfriend, as I’d never cheat on anyone, and there was now a vacancy and a hole I was hoping he’d fill.

I think he came in his pants. It was pretty amusing. But he recovered his composure and asked what I had in mind. I stretched my leg up and nuzzled my foot against his cock, saying “that inside somewhere warm and inviting.” I was pretty blatant and left him in no doubt what I wanted. I’m not sure where I got the confidence from, but it worked. He tried to remain nonchalant and chilled, whereas clearly, he wanted to grab my hand and run from the bar as quickly as possible to the nearest bed.

To be fair, I had got myself worked up into a frenzy, thinking about fucking him all the way back to uni. More than once on the train, I had slipped my hand down my skirt and panties when no one was looking and worked my cunt a bit. I didn’t let myself cum, as I wanted that explosion for him, but I was certainly craving it. At the time, it had totally slipped my mind that he was getting my cherry. All my mind was focussed on was getting his cock.

It was amusing to hear him trying to hold a conversation down, whilst all the time, my stockinged foot was nudging at his cock. After a discrete period, he asked if we could continue this conversation in his room, as he had something he urgently needed to deal with. Yes, I could feel it growing, so I agreed and followed him.

When we got into his room, he locked the door to ensure no one would interrupt, as I asked him what his problem was. He unbuttoned his trousers, dropped them, then peeled the front of his boxers down. He was certainly in a state. Clearly, he had cum and his groin and the inside of his boxers were a sticky mess. With a slightly demanding tone, he told me that I caused this and so I needed to clean him up. I was aware that the curtain was still open, and I would be on my hands and knees in front of him in plain sight of anyone outside, but I didn’t care. I just replied with a curt “Yes sir” and dropped to my knees. I made him wait a little longer by licking the cum off the inside of his boxers, mostly looking up at him as I did it, and taking care to swallow his cum every few licks in a slow and deliberate manner.

There was quite a lot of cum, particularly stuck to his genitals, but before I could make a start on it, he told me that all good cock suckers would have their tits out to improve the view, and I so wanted to be a good cock sucker. So, I dutifully unbuttoned and removed my blouse and bra, revealing my substantial tits to him, and then I pulled him towards me, and I started licking the cum off his pubes, balls, and thighs, leaving only his cum-coated cock left.

I started at the underside of his cock, and ran my tongue up the full length, ending up with my tongue going over his glans, took my tongue off and putting it back on at the base of his cock a little further around. Finally, after I had licked all the way around his cock, I took it all into my mouth and started to suck it, as he started moving it in and out a bit. I felt his hands touch the back of my head and gently motion it to move my head in rhythm. With his hands guiding my rhythm, we slowly increased the speed of motion, with his cock getting harder and harder. A good few minutes later and his guiding hands pushed my head forward, and so his hardened cock was fully impaled in my mouth. He held my head in place as his cock spewed.

I remembered our school “Good Girl” training (that the older girls at my school used to give the younger girls on how to give a good blow job) and collected some cum in my mouth. Then when he let go of my head, I looked him in the eyes, opened my mouth and showed him the cum, then (closing my eyes briefly), I swallowed it, before looking into his eyes again and showing him my empty tongue.

He stroked my hair, telling me that was an amazing blow job, but his cock was spent for the moment, so my fuck would have to wait. I pouted a bit, but he told me he had the desire to taste my cunt and told me to strip off and sit with my ass on the edge of the bed and my legs spread as wide as I could.

Once I was in position, he dropped to his knees and lowered his head towards my cunt. He stopped annoyingly short of making contact and drew a full breath in, savouring the smell of my slick cunt. He started flicking his tongue over the outside of my cunt, moving my folds with his tongue, but being annoying careful to not go inside my cunt with his tongue. I guess that was payback for me making him wait earlier, and he clearly knew what he was doing.

After a good ten minutes of this outer fold licking, I felt his tongue flick a little deeper inside me, once, then again, and then pulled his head back a little, used his forefingers to open my folds a little and to reveal the pinkness of my vulva. He leant down and kissed my cunt, before curling his tongue and pushing right into it. I reared up slightly, but his tongue felt amazing, and I was ready to let myself go for him.

Introducing Victoria

Our good friend Victoria is amazing. She has a lovely personality and a fabulous body. She’s the type of woman that most men feel is out of their reach. But Vicki has taken about ten years to discover her sexuality and to become happy with it.

In her late teens, she was all about men. She loved fucking them but hated the whole “partner” thing, especially as the kind of men who would go out with her were assholes and the decent fellas were scared away by something.

So, whilst she was at university, she progressed onto women. Sadly, the result was the same; she loved fucking them but hated the whole “partner” thing.

By the end of her time at university, she had decided that (despite social pressure to conform) partner relationships weren’t for her, and casual sex was in. Whilst that meant that she had years of frequent fucking (with all genders), she still wasn’t comfortable with herself. She even started to back away from sex completely, as it was easier and allowed her to focus on her career. But she was unfulfilled, and eventually decided to talk to some professionals to work out what was going on.

Obviously, she was pansexual, but it also transpired that she needed an emotional attachment to get the most out of sex (so not demisexual, but similar). That in itself helped her to become at ease with herself, but she was struggling with how to get some sex with an emotional attachment without the risk of a potential partner relationship forming.

I wasn’t struggling. It was obvious to me. What she needed to do was fuck a friend or two. And I knew the two friends I thought she should fuck.

I was on a sexual high anyway, as we’d just had our first sex party, and since my own pan revelation, I had been thinking of how I could explore this in a way my husband would approve. As I said at the top, she is gorgeous and knows how to fuck ladies, so she would be great for me to learn from. She also knows how to fuck men but has frequently been dissatisfied. When we spoke about me and my husband fucking, she always said how jealous she was of me having him, of how he read me and of how he made me feel. Well, he could fuck her too if she wanted; I knew she was one of my friends that he really wanted to fuck. I came to the conclusion that I felt the same. In my mind, it was a perfect plan. I’m sure my husband wouldn’t argue – he’d be happy to fuck her, and he’d be super happy to watch us fuck. She was the one I was unsure of, and I didn’t want to risk our friendship, so decided to wait and pick my moment to make an offer.

That moment came after a wait of three months. She was lamenting how she hadn’t tasted cum in months, and she was looking for an opportunity to get some. I had a split second to decide to go for it, and I did, saying that she should ask my husband, as I’m sure he could spare some.

Initially she laughed, but once she ascertained I was serious and was happy for her to suck him off (whilst watching of course), she started to consider to the idea, even after I told her of my husband’s insistence of exposed tits for any blow job. He was due home within the hour, so she could ask him then if she wanted. We spent the next hour with her getting herself excited at the prospect.

He’d been home about ten minutes when she said that I said he might be able to help her with a problem. He probably thought she meant with her computer when he said he’d do what he could. When she said she wanted to taste cum and hoped he’d have a load for her, I saw his eyes look in my direction. I had a broad grin on my face, so that was all the confirmation he needed. He instructed her onto her knees on the floor and stood with his crotch by her face. She started to lift her hands to his fly, but he stopped her and told her to unbutton her blouse and lift her tits out of her bra cups. Only once she carried this out was she allowed to undo his belt and trousers and let them fall to the ground. Her tits were amazing. She is a 32GG, and I felt breathless at the thought of running my tongue round her fabulously puffy nipples, but that was for another day.

I was snapped back to reality by her starting to work on my husband’s already awakening cock. I was sitting behind him and slightly to the side, so I could see his cock disappearing into her mouth, and some of his ass. I wondered if she’d like to fuck his ass with a strap-on. He loved that, but my energy levels mean that I can’t do that as much as I’d wish. I looked up at his face, to see him smiling divinely, as he stroked her head and played with her hair. I bet his view was great, of her mouth running up and down his shaft and of her bare tits and puffy nipples beyond.

Thinking back, I would have thought I’d be jealous at this point, but I didn’t feel jealous, more proud really. I always assumed I wouldn’t want someone else blowing my man, and yet I was really enjoying the spectacle. It’s clear she was an expert cock sucker, and yet he was really making her work for his cum. I could see from his face that he was fighting his release, so I focussed on her mouth running up and down his cock.

And then I saw the fabulous sight of all the muscles in his ass tensing as he deposited a load of cum in her mouth. It was a great view, and I’ll watch his ass more closely next time.

Once he’d finished squirting, she let his cock slip out of her mouth, and like all “good girls” do, she showed him her open mouth filled with his cum. Then she closed her eyes and swallowed it all in one big gulp and showed him her empty mouth.

She said it tasted wonderful, and went back to try to get some more out of him. She did manage to get a little, but this time, instead of swallowing, she crawled over to where I was and offered me a kiss. I looked at my husband and saw his face telling me to get stuck in. Prior to this, I always felt lips were for lovers, and realised that I may not be about to break that rule. I eagerly moved my head and our lips touched, and she leant forward to give me a good load.

Over her shoulder, I saw my husband drop to the floor and he lifted up the back of her skirt and flipped it over her waist, revealing her ass and cunt beneath. He could have reached out to touch her, but wasn’t sure where we both stood, so he settled for looking (and she obviously knew he was, and did nothing to spoil his view).

When we finished kissing, she thanked us both as she straightened her clothes. I would have loved to continue more that evening, but I wasn’t sure the others felt the same, so I happily accepted the teaser I had and decided to wait for next time.