The Sex Lives of KinkyMira and Friends

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Climbing The Greasy Pole (Part Two)

17 June 2022 /

There Victoria was, bent over the balcony in a very expensive hotel suite looking at the city skyline all lit up, her freshly fucked cunt uncovered by her lifted-up dress and out to the breeze. She knew she had to pass a test to get to fuck him again, and she needed to, for her cunt’s sake and that of her career.

She felt her ultimate boss’ fingers part her cunt lips and something plastic and tight fitting cup around her clit. With his hand again in the small of her back, he told her she could not move, and her clit had to remain in contact with the wand, how long for was entirely up to him, but he did like punishing clits.

With some false bravado, she told him to do his worst. She’d been pretty rough with her clit herself, but she had a feeling this guy would surpass her own clit punishment.

The plastic clit cup started vibrating, firstly at a slow pace, then building up a minute at a time until the wand was on full power. She remembered it as a total beast; harsher, stronger and more powerful than anything she had used before. Very soon, her clit was starting to throb, and she felt the desire to try to break contact with the vibrating cup even for a brief second. But she knew if she did, she was done.

She gritted her teeth and bit her lip, trying desperately to resist the urge to shout stop. Her clit was swollen and throbbing as wave after wave of vibrations flowed through it. But amid the ferocity of the vibrations, she started to feel an orgasm building. Her clit was feeling both pain and a throb of orgasm at the same time, and very quickly she started screaming as he made her cum. But even as she came, he didn’t stop the vibration assault on her clit. As the orgasm ebbed away, the pain of the rubbed and swollen clit came back with a vengeance. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take of this. Her clit was getting bigger and bigger, harder and harder, more and more raw and this was definitely past pleasure now for her. But she was determined to give him what he wanted.

And then, all of a sudden, the vibrating cup left her clit, and she felt his tongue licking around her clit and then his teeth gently biting on her clit (not enough for blood, but enough for her to feel the joins between his teeth). It felt like he was chewing on her clit, which was a little painful given the swollen and abused state of her clit, but also rather pleasurable. After a while of this, she felt his mouth leave her and again felt the wind blowing round her cunt.

While she was in a slightly delirious mixture of endorphins and pain, he told her each time they fucked, she’d have to do the clit test again, and each time, she’d have to last longer than the previous, oh and he wouldn’t tell her how long she had been or whether she had beaten her time. She knew it was only a matter of time before she failed the test, and she didn’t want to know what happened when she did.

But it was clear he was in charge, and it was clear he was going to fuck her again, so from her perspective, it was job done.

After a brief period of alone time, he helped her up and stripped off her dress and bra. He threw the bra off the balcony, and it disappeared down to the street below. He sat on a chair on the balcony, with his mouth at tit height. He pulled her towards him and started sucking on her nipples, slowly getting more and more rough until he was doing the same safe chewing action he used on her clit. Her nipples were getting hard again, and he seemed to know when she was starting to feel another orgasm building, because it got close, and then he pinched her clit quite viciously, instantly making her start to cum. Her legs collapsed and he caught her and laid her on the balcony floor, where he just stood watching her, sipping on his champagne.

As she looked up at him, she knew she was there for his pleasure, a toy for him. But she had to remember why she was there: friends in high places and promotion.

He told her she had done well, and she’d earned herself another fuck right now, and a meeting next time he was in the area. He held out a hand to help her up, and she accepted it, and went to kiss him after she was up. He stepped back and told her no kissing, before leading her back into the suite. He bent her over the sofa, which was at a perfect height to really make her legs open for him. He ploughed his cock into her again, making her rear up as he drove in and making her tits swing. But after about a dozen hard strokes, he started on a more gentle, yet pacey, fuck, building her orgasm the old-fashioned way. They both knew this would take a while, but she could revel in a long hard fuck with her cunt filled by a long hard cock.

She thought she was all orgasmed out, but his persistence and rhythm made another orgasm start to build. Quite how he found that in her she did not know, but she could feel him getting harder and harder as she got closer and closer. She cried out a little, then longer as her orgasm started, and he slammed in to her and his cock pulsed and more cum spewed into her cunt. Her tits ached from the swinging (which they were unaccustomed to at the time), but nevertheless, she loved that viscous snapping action.

When they had both finished, she felt his cock withdraw, and she heard him say she could see herself out. She looked round and he’d gone, leaving her cummy cunt flapping in the open, leaving her aching tits dangling and leaving her desperate for more cock. She wasn’t getting any though, and she put on the dress, having to be braless and choosing to be pantyless. She then left the room and went down to reception.

The concierge smiled that innocent concierge smile and handed her her bra (hanging, so the enormity of her cups was visible to anyone in reception). She brazened it out, thanking him and asking him to call her a cab.

She came down from the sexual high in the cab, and was exhausted, but pretty pleased with herself. Despite the pain, that was the most amazing sex she had had, the strongest and most repeated orgasms she had had, and she was desperate to get another dose; she’d never had that before. She had never got in a cab before holding her bra, panties in her bag, cum oozing from her cunt and throbbing nipples and clit. She was a wreck, but a very happy wreck.

Shortly after she got home, right when she was tending to her sore and abused clit and nipples, she received a text from him telling her she could be late in tomorrow. He’d sort it. My god, she thought, this might actually work.

A Real Cock And My Husband’s Asshole

23 February 2022 /

There was much anal penetration over the following few days, with my husband introducing Sara to his hard up against the wall anal fuck on the second evening, and her wanting a repeat on the third. Her husband learned from the demonstrations, and he practised on me, something I was very happy with, although it was a bit of a head fuck to have my husband giving him angle tips and advice on how to make the position the most eye-watering and overwhelming that it can be. The pre-breakfast fuck was always vaginal and never with our own husband, including out on the patio one sunny morning when they knew their neighbours were out and my favourite kitchen tits dunking in a sink full of water fuck.

But there was one asshole in particular I was desperate to get filled with a real cock, and that was my husband’s. I had explained to Sara why I was so desperate for my husband to feel a real cock, and it put the idea in her head for her husband too. Like us, Sara regularly pegs her husband, so he is used to having substantial things in his asshole, but as she well knows, a real cock is so different that they really needed to feel for themselves.

It was the fourth night, and Sara and I decided that was the night for their respective ass deflowerings: the first time each of them would have a real hard cock up their ass. I know my husband is pan, and Sara (for whatever reason) was of the opinion that her husband would be amenable to man-on-man penetration.

However, we decide to get them all excited and hard by acting all dom, dressing the part, and then ordering them to butt fuck each other. By lovely coincidence, we both had underbust corsets, mine in a glorious purple, Sara’s in black studded with black sequins. We both had black stockings and suspenders and Sara produced a couple of military style commanders’ flat caps: perfect to finish off the outfit.

We knew the men were a bit excited by our outfits; the amount their cocks sprung up from flaccid showed us that. We told them what was about to happen to them, and they were drooling so much at our outfits and tits, cunts, and asses that they didn’t object. They lapped it up as we told them we’d warm them up by giving them a visual feast of Sara and me using strap-ons on each other’s asses, and we probably went on slightly too long fucking each other.

Sara put me into the diaper position, with my legs up her front and spread apart so that her tits were visible between my legs. Her feet were on the floor, allowing her to get good drive and her hands were on my hips, ensuring I didn’t travel up the chaise and felt the full force of each thrust. But what was most sexy and emotional was that we could look into each other’s eyes whilst she was fucking me. We totally forgot the men were in the room, as Sara rhythmically drove her strap-on dildo into my asshole, all the while focussing on each other’s eyes and tits. Strapped on to the top of the strap-on was a rabbit that connected with my clit on each thrust (Sara making sure my clit was uncovered before we started). Repeated rubbing of the rabbit on my clit made me cum multiple times, all the while Sara was keeping up the rhythm in my asshole and looking lovingly into my eyes.

When Sara had tired herself out (which took quite some time), it was my turn to fuck her asshole. I can’t sustain the position she did, so I had her face down, holding a bullet vibe against her clit. I held her ass cheeks open whilst I inserted the tip of the strap-on and then pushed in, culminating in me laying down on her back, arms and legs outside hers and head to one side of hers. All the time I was thrusting into her, I was cocooning her and whispering filth that the men couldn’t hear. It is a very intimate position, and Sara did get quite overwhelmed with the emotions of the thrusting, the cocooning, and the filthy talk. As usual with a strap-on, I had rolling orgasms from the dildo rubbing on my exposed clit, and Sara had a number from the vibe and the fucking motions. All-in-all, we were deliriously happy.

But we forgot what we were there for: to warm up the men. They did get a great view of us butt fucking each other though, and as such, they were both fairly hard, but Sara’s husband’s cock was harder than my husband’s, so Sara unilaterally decided that he should fuck my husband’s asshole first. Sara lubed up my husband’s asshole, whilst I lubed up her husband’s cock, and then I brought the tip of his cock to nudge against my husband’s asshole, which Sara was pulling open by pulling on his cheeks with her hands. I grabbed her husband’s balls and massaged them in my hand, as Sara encouraged him to push in with some incredibly filthy words.

And slowly, he did nudge his way in. He had virtually no resistance from my husband’s asshole, which as you know is well used to taking large dildos. But a real cock feels different, and you could tell from my husband’s face just how much he loved it.

As Sara’s husband’s cock got a little deeper, Sara and I both let go and stepped back to get a good vantage point for this man-on-man ass deflowering.

They were really getting into it, as my husband was moaning loudly (although he does with a strap-on too), and her husband was getting faster and faster with big strokes and simultaneously yelling that my husband’s asshole was going to wish it hadn’t got up this morning. That sort of language really gets my husband going, and his asshole took every one of the long pounding drives that Sara’s husband was dishing out.

And as time went on, the penetrating cock got larger and larger, until in a frenzy of thrusts, he suddenly stopped moving and his ass muscles demonstrated he was filling my husband’s ass with cum. My husband was ecstatic, as was I. Finally, we achieved my ambition of getting a real cock to cum in his asshole, and what a glorious fuck it was too.

As Sara’s husband’s cock slipped out of my husband’s asshole, my husband was talking up what he was going to do to her husband’s asshole as soon as he had recovered. While we waited, her husband persuaded us to do another round of warm-up with Sara and I using strap-ons on each other again. I didn’t take much persuading, and I could see my husband’s cock getting harder as Sara’s strap-on was slamming into my asshole.

And soon it was her husband’s turn to be knelt over the chaise, with me lubing up his asshole and Sara lubing up my husband’s cock. My husband loves a good asshole, and he tormented her husband with a very long, very slow fuck, with his cock getting very hard and really testing the internal diameter of his asshole.

But her husband didn’t shy away from the challenge, and in fact, his language only served to intensify the ass fuck. Saying things like how his asshole deserved a dirty little cock filling it only increases my husband’s size and resolve to hang on as long as possible. Particularly effective on my husband’s cock was her husband saying how hard his cock would be and how long he’d fuck my husband’s asshole next time. He said he was too excited this time, but he’d punish my husband’s asshole from the inside next time and for way longer than before. I could see my husband’s cock was rock solid and nowhere near cumming, which meant that his torture of her husband’s asshole was long and unrelenting. But eventually, he could hold on no more, and he pumped a whole load of cum into the other man’s asshole.

Today was the day where both men had their first all-male ass fucks, both giving and receiving, and it was a glory to watch. I think they were both amazed how different a real cock was from a strap-on. The real cock was a tantalising mix of softness and hardness of the cock, smaller but with growing and cum depositing. The strap-on is almost brutal in comparison, what with unforgiving materials and larger sizes. They both admitted they love both and will want both going forward.

Indeed, as I expected, over the next few days, the two men ass fucked on a number of occasions, including once each in my husband’s against the wall hard anal fuck position: he got to see just how amazing that position is on the receiving end for himself. As they got better and curbing their excitement, their cocks got harder and maintained it for longer, giving them a glimpse of the amazing anal fucks us girls get every time. Even after we left, I knew they’d ass fuck again and again. Real cock in your asshole is addictive (I should know), and they’d got the bug. Nothing was going to stop either of them feeling it again.

Our First Couple Swap (Part Two)

7 February 2022 /

Sara was a really great kisser, as I had already found out, and my husband was finding out now. They kissed for ages, before they broke off and he slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. I gasped in delight as she was pantyless and still totally devoid of hair. Her ample tits were held in place by a substantial, but somewhat see-through bra. My husband stepped back to have a good view, then stepped forwards again, placing a hand behind her hair to guide her mouth to his, whilst placing his other hand down to her cunt and started working it, running his fingers round her folds and clit, before starting to gently finger fuck her.

I felt her husband’s cock getting hard against my lower back, and I looked up to see her husband mesmerised by the display. I was getting pretty moist at the display too, knowing my turn would come soon enough.

In amongst the kissing, Sara was gently moaning with pleasure. My husband took his hand from behind her head and lowered it to unclasp her bra. She had to squirm a little to get out of the bra, without breaking the kiss or allowing his hand to leave her cunt. But she did it and stood in front of him totally naked. She began unbuttoning his clothes, discarding them one by one, until he was left in only his thong, which was straining to contain his hardening cock.

He held her tight to squash her tits into his chest as they continued to kiss. He loves having tits squashed against his chest, so I knew they would linger like that for a while, but Sara put her hand down to his barely enclosed cock and started rubbing it. It was already pretty hard, but it noticeably grew under her ministering.

She was clearly ready for cock, as she slipped his thong off and guided them round and a couple of steps to a chaise, which she gracefully lay back on, her head slightly raised on a cushion. He knelt down between her legs on the end of the chaise and stroked her cunt a few times with the tip of his cock.

This self-assured, sassy, confident woman was feebly begging for his cock, and she was gasping as he put his glans touching her warm and inviting folds. From his fingers, he knew how wet she was, so he just confidently and smoothly pushed the full length of his cock into her cunt, making her moan with pleasure. He then started full length strokes, making her rear up with each drive in, and making her moan with disappointment at each pull out. His rhythm was constant, but slow, quick enough to keep her excited, but slow enough to stop him exploding immediately. She was putty in his hands, and he had her exactly where he wanted her: surrounding his cock and begging for more.

He sped up ever so slightly, and that got a whole new level of moaning. I heard her husband whisper “She’s near”, reminding me that he really was manipulating my tits and making me realise he was a fair bit rougher with them than when he started. I didn’t care. I just wanted to see her cum.

And cum she did, very soon after my thought. She was loud crying out, and then looked a little surprised when he carried on his rhythm. He hadn’t cum yet, and I knew he thought he’d wring another one out of her.

Her cries were getting louder as he was getting faster, and just as she cried out and shuddered with another massive orgasm, I saw my husband’s ass cheeks clench as he was firing more cum into her.

Whilst his cock was still motionless in her cunt, he leant down to kiss her. Her serious “being fucked” face gave way to a massive smile and twinkle in her eye.

As he climbed off her, her husband stroked my hair and asked me if I wanted to share a creme pie. Did I ever, and, as my husband sat recovering from his exertion, her husband and I knelt between her legs and took turns licking at her cunt. Her natural taste was delightful, then she sat up to help his cum slide down her cunt and into our eager waiting mouths.

With a mouthful of cum, her husband lent over and kissed me, using moving the cum backwards and forwards between our mouths, before he left it in mine, and I swallowed. He swallowed his share next time, and we spent quite a while cleaning his wife’s cunt with our mouths.

After we had finished, she settled down in my husband’s arms, with him finally getting to play with those majestic tits, as they watch her husband and I make a start.

He kissed me deeply, but then stepped back to remove my clothes. He clearly wanted me naked quickly, as he discarded my clothes, then gently pushed me back onto the chaise.

Standing tall over me, he stripped off, his rock-hard cock springing out from his boxers. I licked my lips as I saw it, and he leant down and started to kiss me, his hard cock nudging at my cunt flaps, but not entering even a millimetre. He was such a tease as we kissed deeply for a long time, tongues jousting and his cock nudging. I was so ready for this, especially as I was worked up watching Sara and my husband.

I so enjoyed kissing him. Was a dream come true in itself, but it was his cock I wanted, and I got it sooner than I expected, as he started nudging his way in whilst still kissing me.

And when he got it all the way in, he stopped his motion, kissed me, then pushed up off my chest into a good position from which he could drive. His cock felt enormous, and I realised it wouldn’t be long before he exploded. The visual feast and teasing me was all too much for him, and he was about to spew cum. I’d have to wait for a long slow fuck (but we had a week, so I wasn’t worried), for now, I just had to hold on as he powerfully drove into me, slamming hard in at the end of every drive, inching me up the chaise with every stroke.

The look on his face was determination, to maintain rhythm and to hold on, and I have to admit, I was expecting him to explode quicker than he did. But all too soon, he slammed into me one last time and I felt his cock spew into me. A quick flick of my clit with his finger tipped me over the edge and I orgasmed at the same time. It felt like I was filled up with his cum, and as he climbed off, Sara and my husband took their place between my legs to share the creme pie.

And when they had cleared my cunt, we all relaxed into conversation, still all naked with Sara and me entwined in each other’s arms. What a way to start our stay. But my thoughts as we lay there was all on asses, and the filling they’d take over the next week, and I couldn’t get that thought that my husband might finally feel a real cock in his ass out of my head. I was focussing so much on that that I forgot what two simultaneous cocks can do for a girl. I soon remembered though!

Which One Of Them Is Going To Suck His Cock First? (Part Two)

12 January 2022 /

Val thought she could tease him for quite a lot longer and was out to make him last as long as possible, to extend this ritual cock sucking for as long as she could manage. She seemed to know when her good friend at university (and my now husband) was nearing cumming and was able to back off.

Debbie wasn’t holding back though and seemed to be masturbating herself with her fingers as much and as vigorously as she could. He thought her fingers might tire, but she showed no sign of it. This was clearly a woman used to long masturbating sessions, and here she was using her two friends as wank fodder, as visual porn to aid her fingers. He counted five strong orgasms for Debbie before Val lost control of his cock. Actually, Val was annoyed. She got distracted with Debbie’s orgasms and missed a pulse from her friend’s cock, and once he began pumping copious amounts of cum into her mouth, there was no stopping him, and all she could do was run the end of her tongue up and down his shaft to extract every ounce of cum there was.

As she felt him finish pulsating and his cock starting to soften, she pulled her mouth off his cock and crawled over to Debbie, who had stopped wanking at the realisation that he was about to cum in his friend’s mouth. Without any hesitation, they leaned together and properly snogged, tongues flying and cum being transferred back and forth between their mouths.

When they had finished, they each showed him a mouthful of cum before swallowing it and showing him their empty mouths, licking their lips as they did so. It was very sexy and had he not just cum, he would have cum right there at the hotness of these two women kissing and sharing his cum.

They both sat there with their tits out for the rest of the time they were in his room, seemingly without a care or any embarrassment. None of them could stop looking at the amazing tits around them, and both girls really seemed to like it.

After they left, he couldn’t help thinking about the following day and the prospect of Debbie doing the sucking. He still couldn’t quite believe it. Val really had sucked his cock, and he drifted off to sleep dreaming about getting his hands on their perfect tits, of sucking on those pert nipples, and maybe just maybe filling their cunts too.

The following morning was weird. He saw them both in lectures, and not a word was said. Val was comparatively conservatively dressed (for her) and therefore gave him no hint of the wonderous tits he was staring at yesterday. Debbie gave him a hint and that just ratcheted up his anticipation.

But before he could get his hands on their tits, he knew what would have to happen, that he would have Debbie’s mouth enveloping his cock. The anticipation of her tongue on his shaft, her hands round his balls, her tits wobbling as her mouth extracted another big load of cum, made the waiting unbearable, and yet, they got to evening mealtime and he had heard nothing. But as they were tucking into their cheesecake, they made it clear that his cum would be their second dessert.

And before long, they were back in his room, Debbie was on her knees, fabulous fleshy tits out and very much on display again. Val had her tits out too and her hand was down her skirt, starting work on her own cunt as Debbie started on his cock.

Debbie was particularly mean with her mouth, infrequently having his cock fully in her mouth, instead focussing on sucking his balls and running and extended tongue up and down his shaft. She was torturing him, but he realised it wasn’t about him, it was about being more stylish than Val, dragging it out longer than Val, making him cum harder than Val, and this was the first sign of a competitive streak between the women when sex was involved. Not nasty, but competitive, nonetheless.

His cock was so hard that it was almost going straight up. His breathing was getting shorter and yet she was still delaying the inevitable as much as she could. Val realised that her losing control of his cock had cost her, and Debbie was still perfectly in control, despite Val’s best efforts to distract Debbie with her noisy and hard orgasms (as Val herself was distracted yesterday). Debbie wasn’t being distracted from her mission, and she kept him right on the edge for a length of time that impressed Val. But even Debbie’s control of his cock slipped, and Debbie realised when he was about to cum, so she slid her tongue up his shaft and gently slipped her mouth over his glans.

Val saw his cock pulsating and Debbie felt a river of smooth white sticky cum flow into her mouth. She applied a couple of hand strokes just to extract every last drop, and then let his softening cock slip out of her mouth before going over to Val for the sharing, showing and swallowing ritual.

After licking their lips, the two women sat with their tits majestically out, watching his cock soften. Val asked him what he thought of their efforts, and he had nothing but praise, but it soon became clear to the girls that he was regretting not getting near their tits.  So, a quick game to Topless Paper Scissors Stone to decide the order, and he was allowed to work on all four tits one by one, for thirty minutes each.

In a flurry of activity, he grabbed and squeezed each tit, bringing the nipple to his mouth, where he sucked, squeezed, and gently bit on each one, as well as running his tongue round and round the nipple and tweaking at the nipple with his fingers.

For two solid hours, he was working these four magnificent tits, and clearly the women enjoyed it, remarking how good his tongue was.

And on several occasions whilst he was working on a tit, his cock got hard, and he felt the other woman’s mouth enrobe his cock and gently suck away. He was all cummed out, and that was OK, as it allowed the women longer to suck on his cock.

But all too soon, each tit had received its thirty-minute workout and they were all siting round chatting again like friends, only friends with tits and cock out, friends with a shared secret, friends who had enjoyed each other’s bodies. None of them put their respective parts away before the women got up to leave for the evening, a perfect end to a magnificent couple of days.

After they left, his thoughts turned to what to do next. Their tits were divine, their cock sucking was fabulous, yet he wanted more. In his head, he decided on some goals. He wanted to watch them masturbate each other. That would be hot. He wondered again if it had already happened. He vowed to find out. He vowed to make them make each other cum. But most of all, he wanted their cunts. He wanted to taste their cunts, he wanted to fill their cunts. For the first time since Anya, he just needed some cunt, and he couldn’t decide which, and he didn’t need to decide which. He vowed to have both. He realised he might fail, but he wanted to set himself a target to stop himself letting the opportunity slip away.

He spent the rest of the day thinking about three cunts; one he was intimately knowledgeable about, two more he hoped to be soon.

Which One Of Them Is Going To Suck His Cock First? (Part One)

6 January 2022 /

My now husband was amused by the discussion taking place in front of him. He was in his university room, seven weeks into his first year, and his two best university female friends were discussing which one of them should suck his cock first; not in a nasty argumenty way, but in a slightly piss-taking getting one up on the other kind of way. He assumed that neither of them was actually going to suck his cock, but it was amusing nonetheless, and his cock was twitching with excitement.

Whilst many men saw going to university as an opportunity for sex, he didn’t (being demisexual although he didn’t know it), instead setting out to make some good friends and to have a blast!

On the first night, he went to the bar to escape the disaster zone that was his room and met some people that night he stayed friends with, two of them were women, and over the next week or so, both turned into close friends. Debbie was a rugby player who didn’t have an ounce of fat on her, and who had thighs so hard he was sure she could crack walnuts. She used to say that the only thing that wobbled on her was her tits, and she had big tits and had a big personality to go with them. Val was almost the opposite, a petite blonde with gorgeous shimmering waist length blonde hair, who was tiny in every other dimension, apart from her sizable (for her frame) tits. She could have any man in the place (and probably most of the women), and she knew it, but despite that, she was actually a lovely person.

That night, he wondered if he’d ever fuck either of them, and indeed wanked at the thought. But he made a conscious choice that he wasn’t going to be one of those lecherous or predatory types. He was more interested in being friends than fucking, and he started the term in that way.

The two girls had clearly noticed him not hitting on them, as after a good few weeks, the three of them were in a bar talking and they brought up him never trying it on. He told them why he was happy with being friends, how he was happy thinking about his hundred fucks with Anya, and how he wasn’t really interested in one-off fucks and if he decided to fuck someone, he would want to do it lots over time.

They seemed happy with the explanation, and yet, a week later, they were trying to decide which of them was going to suck his cock first. He doesn’t really remember what happened to start the discussion, or how or why they started trying to one-up each other to decide. Indeed, he hadn’t given any indication he wanted either of them to suck his cock. He did obviously, but they ought really to have checked. After a little while, the one-upmanship died down and they ended up looking at him expectantly, Val asking him which one of them had made the better arguments, which one did he want to suck his cock first?

He wasn’t the most experienced at this point, but he knew not to make that choice, as he liked both women and ultimately wanted to fuck each of them. So, he summarised the arguments, and said it was tough. They nodded in agreement, but still clearly expected him to choose.

He began to wonder if they meant it. Was one of them actually about to suck his cock? Would the other do it some other time? He realised he needed to take this seriously, as he did want his cock sucked by these two lovely ladies, but he realised if he didn’t mess this up, this could be so much more.

They were looking at him expectantly. He decided to gamble a little and explained to them exactly how he wanted their blow jobs done; tits on display, demurely looking into his eyes as they did it, balls in on the action too, showing the cum in their mouth, sharing with the other woman in a sloppy but tonguy kiss, both show him the cum in their mouths, then swallow and show him their empty mouths.

He insisted they did it this way, and he thought Debbie was about to complain, but Val agreed (possibly too eagerly), and therefore so did Debbie. He had wondered if these two women had done anything sexually together. They might have done, but he did wonder if Val agreeing quickly meant that she fancied some action with Debbie, or did she just want his cock?

He decided to save his neutrality, and suggested they make the decision by Topless Paper Scissors Stone. Best of 5 games, with 5 hands in each game. The women agreed, and quite unceremoniously removed their tops and bras. What wonderous tits they were, but he felt he couldn’t reach out and touch them yet. Oh, their tits: how he dreamed of their tits. He missed playing with tits. His cock betrayed how much he wanted to.

And so, the game went on, each time they did the pump before displaying their hand, their tits were an amazing display of rhythmic wobbling, which carried on for some seconds after they showed their hand.

And after much tit wobbling, it inevitably game down to the final hand in the final game. His cock was very hard, in the expectation of soon being encased in a lovely moist mouth, being run up and down by an inquisitive tongue.

Val won. With a triple rock. Debbie was annoyed, as she overthought her response. Val comforted her a little, telling her she would be sucking his cock tomorrow, but she did look just slightly smug.

Val got him to stand up, and she removed his trousers, folding them and placing them on the bed. Much to his surprise and amazement, she was actually going to suck on his cock. She tugged down his pants and did the same, leaving his cock standing to attention waving in her face. She sat on the floor, arranging her skirt around her, then looked up into his eyes, channelling as much demureness as she could manage. She gently took hold of his cock in her left hand, bringing the tip to her mouth for a gentle kiss, each time she looked at his cock, she returned to looking at his eyes.

But she soon began to focus more on his cock, running her tongue up and down it, occasionally encasing it in her mouth, cupping his balls in her hand and working them. He took his eyes off her and looked at Debbie, who was not looking away from Val working his cock. Debbie had her hand down the front of her shorts, clearly working in her own cunt with her fingers.

He looked back down at Val, who was clearly teasing him. She was going to drag this out as long as she could, as she was doing one of her favourite things, and something she was bloody good at.

They heard Debbie cry out a little, and both looked round, to see her with her eyes closed and her body jolting as clearly, she had made herself cum. As she opened her eyes, she knew that her two friends had seen her orgasm, but she didn’t care, and she didn’t stop working her cunt.

His cock was getting harder and harder, and it was only a matter of time before Val had her mouthful of cum. She had no idea how much longer she could tease him and yet not have him cum, but she liked a challenge.

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