| Straight: Lusty Liaisons: Team handling (3/4) |
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were serious about letting me be me.’ ‘I can’t believe you didn’t think I was on the level’ I said. ‘Anyway, we got back to his place and went into the lounge. We started to kiss and Gareth quickly slipped me out of my clothes so I was naked in front of him. I pushed him down onto the sofa and dropped to my knees between his legs. He had a good, thick cock, I remember, and I settled in to give him a good blowjob. You know how I can’t resist a thick juicy cock, Graham – my mouth still starts watering, just as it did back then, and I’ve just got to get up close to it – and Gareth had a most beautiful specimen. ‘I knew that someone had come in, I could sense them, standing there, looking at us together on the sofa. I could feel their presence behind me. I knew then that I was at a crossroads – I could’ve turned round, covered myself up and brought everything to an embarrassed halt. Instead, I gobbled on Gareth’s cock even deeper, wriggling my arse invitingly and slightly opening my legs. They didn’t take the hint because they didn’t make a move and it was Gareth who finally broke the silence. “For fuck’s sake, Pat, I think she wants you to get stuck in.” ‘Oh my god! I thought. Patricia’s finally got me where she wants me. I was fully expecting to be entered by the slender fingers of an upper-middle-class Sloane ranger with a fixation on my tits – and, you know, I would have fully deserved it and would have taken all she had to give – but the digits I felt on me were definitely male, sliding between my legs, parting my labia and slipping inside my hot slit, the thumb making circular motions over my arsehole. ‘I remember thinking, “You’ve crossed a line here, Jen. Things won’t be the same again whatever happens next.” It was so thrilling, not knowing what this person looked like - completely crazy as well, of course – but that was me back in those days. It also made me edgy – I was already well into taking the dominant role and I knew that I was at the mercy of these two men who I hardly knew – they could have done anything they wanted to me and I wouldn’t have been able to stop them. But I could also picture myself telling you about it the next day, trying to guess what your reaction would be, hoping you would get as turned on as you said you would do, hoping that it would make you hard to listen to me telling you about the two men who had used me the night before.’ ‘It’s still turning me on – over twenty years later,’ I said encouragingly, slipping my trousers down, releasing my cock for Jen’s attention. She started to stroke me slowly and tenderly before resuming her tale. ‘What they did do next, or at least Pat did, was to ram his cock straight into me. I guess he must have felt I was too much of a slut to bother with much foreplay. I remember his cock wasn’t as long as I like them, but it had a nice girth and I could feel a pair of heavy balls slapping against my clit with each thrust, which is always a good sign. Only when he had his cock buried to the hilt inside me did I |
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