So, like many of you, had a bit of free time the last few weeks so thought I’d confess this little story about my first ever ‘Fab style’ experience in the hope it might raise a wry smile or two.
We need to go back to the start which was around 17 years ago when I was the Sales Manager for a busy office which mainly had a youngish staff of twenty-somethings - usually on their way to better things - so staff turnaround was often rapid. As a result there wasn’t the usual ‘friendships’ you’d normally strike up after working at a place for a while. However, I did become friendly with Rhiannon who was 23 at the time and worked in the adjoining Purchasing Dept. Sure enough Rhiannon was attractive with a gorgeous curvy body, piercing blue eyes and very tom-boy like short hair complete with large quiff which I found strangely alluring. But I was acutely aware of our age difference and also that she was in a steady relationship with her girlfriend. As this was open common knowledge one day I invited her to the pub down the road one lunchtime which she eagerly accepted. One thing we had in common was a massive love of music and sure enough that lunchtime drink, and several other lunches from then on, concentrated more or less solely on our favourite subject.
Anyway, time passed and Rhiannon ended up getting a new job with better salary etc… across town. So rather than scrambling for a meagre 15 minute lunchtime drink we took to meeting at least one Tuesday every month after work and this continued for the next couple of years or so. Occasionally Rhiannon’s girlfriend would join us and sometimes other friends we knew. One who became a regular was a guy called Tom whom we both knew through the music scene as he often promoted bands and gigs. Tom’s older than both of us and he had just turned 50 but, like the age difference between myself and Rhiannon it never seemed to matter. We all just got along.
One lazy Sunday afternoon before a Bank Holiday Monday the three of us were all free so we met up in a fairly quiet city centre pub we often frequented. Somehow the question of whether Scottish banknotes were actually legal tender or not in England came up. I forget how exactly but I correctly replied (in case anyone’s not aware and/or remotely interested) that, no, they were not actually legal tender - but - because the exchange rate is always set at 1:1 they can be accepted at the discretion of the receiver. However, shops or pubs in England do not have to accept them. Tom concurred that I was indeed correct. But Rhiannon was having none of it! She was adamant I had it wrong. Cue several minutes of heated debate as our raised voices and laughs caused other drinkers to turn to glance at the commotion. Rhiannon suddenly lowered her voice to a near whisper, “Not a chance you are right… but… if you are right… just on the off chance… I’ll give you both a blow job” she smirked.
This stunned both Tom and I into silence. We hardly ever mentioned anything to do with sex. Or anything like that. Almost never. I’d never heard her even use those words before. But the bar tender had been collecting glasses and he’d heard our argument and he politely interrupted us as he too confirmed what I’d been saying. “Alright, alright, alright… you win!”, Rhiannon shrugged nonchalantly but yet very coyly. “And yes ok… I’ll do it.”
I admit I was hit a a myriad of feelings at her even more unexpected words. A curious mix of “no we wouldn’t actually insist you do that” coupled with “but we’re just mates” coupled with somersault in my stomach as my cock starting to strain at the thought of being pleasured by her.
Next followed an almost dream like hushed quiet conversation of when? Where? Us and Tom together or Rhiannon doing each of us alone? It was surreal. Tom suddenly broke any deadlock and suggested let’s get a room. “There is no fucking way I’m turning down a well fit 26 year old babe…. not at my fucking age there isn’t” causing us all to laugh and any tension and awkwardness instantly fizzled away.
Tom did the honours and booked a room in a nearby city centre hotel and soon we were laughing at him trying to get the credit card like room key to work. Come on everyone struggles with those! But my mind was soon filled with anticipation and sheer horniness as I watched Rhiannon’s sexy curves disappear in the room. This was actually happening!
“Go on then… let’s get this ordeal over and done with” Rhiannon teased with a look of pure naughtiness on her face. My cock was straining in my jeans, the excitement level smashing through the roof. I stared in awe as Rhiannon effortlessly undid the buttons on her shirt allowing it to tumble to the floor as Tom and I instinctively perched on the large white bed. She silently unclasped her black bra, allowing it too to fall away easily, freeing her gorgeously ample pendulous tits. Rhiannon knelt on the floor and seductively ran both her hands down each of out crotches. We needed no more encouragement. Tom and I urgently wrestled out belts free and yanking out jeans and pants frantically down.
“Mmmm… ok” she purred seductively as I felt her palm coil round my rock hard shaft as her other did the same to Tom’s equally hard cock. I tensed as her fist jabbed my foreskin hard back exposing my fleshy tip which in a second was engulfed by Rhiannon’s soft wet mouth. Her head gently rocked back and forth before pulling free to do the exact same to Tom. “Fucking hell mate! I bet this is the best argument you’ve ever won!” he quipped watching Rhiannon greedily slobber on his hard-on. Unable to resist I tentatively reached down to curiously play with one of her pink erect nipples, toying with her flesh and groping her soft boob. I wasn’t sure what was (or wasn’t) allowed but she carried on sucking Tom before moving back over to me. I tensed as her head bobbed faster and her palm wanked me harder and more forcefully. Rhiannon moved constantly back and forth. Each cock receiving her absolute attention, her hand deftly working our soft skin against our hard cores, her mouth licking our throbbing shafts before yet again engulfing us with her soft warm mouth, her ruby red lips wrapped tight around. I admit I found the sight of her doing Tom as exciting as her doing me. But each time she moved to suck me I could feel the pleasure stir in me. There was no heading back. She was gonna make me cum. She moved back from Tom yet again and my whole body tensed rigid. She knew she had me and her head rocked relentlessly, my fingers holding her head and gripping her short brunette hair. I gasped. I couldn’t hold on any longer. Her fingers skilfully rubbed me hard as her mouth worked its magic so my cum jetted hard into her mouth. The pleasure was insane. I heard her moan as several more spurts filled her mouth and I sensed her urgently swallowing. “Bloody hell! A right mouthful!” she wheezed as she wiped a tear of my fresh spunk dribbling from the corner of her mouth. But her attention turned straight back to Tom and she was soon making his face contort. He seemed to hold on for a good five more minutes or more but he too succumbed to Rhiannon’s charms. I watched her eyes close as as she gulped hard swallowing her second load.
“Right. You two bastards owe me a drink. And dinner. Come on I’m starving” Rhiannon grinned cheekily as she quickly replaced her bra and shirt while Tom had yet barely caught his breath. We headed to a restaurant we all knew, Rhiannon saying she’d keep the room key and stay the night there rather than getting a taxi home, and we were soon enjoying a nice meal and, yes, well deserved drinks. In between main and desert Rhiannon suddenly darted off saying she wanted to catch the city centre chemist before it shut at 8pm and she returned about ten minutes later acknowledging she’d caught them just about to close but luckily had got what she needed.
We moved from the restaurant back to the pub we were originally in for a couple more drinks. Our chat was just the same as ever. No mention was made of what had just happened and I had a feeling it’d remain that way. Which to be honest was fine by me. But I couldn’t stop thinking about what had just occurred and my cock was solidly rigid the whole time we were drinking, my mind filling with a desire for some kind of round two with Rhiannon. But I wasn’t going to push it.
The evening started to draw to a close We were maybe merry but definitely not pissed out of our heads or anything like that. Think the sobering events earlier stopped that ever happening! Rhiannon asked if we’d walk her back to the hotel as she had definitely decided to stay which of course was fine by us. I’d offered to pay Tom but he wouldn’t have it. So I’d got dinner instead. Outside the hotel she grabbed me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before turning to Tom do grant him the same. It was intended as a goodbye but Tom the old devil grabbed her tight not letting her go. “Oh… what the fuck… ok then” she giggled giving me the dirtiest look ever while hugging Tom, “you men are just too easily pleased. Plus… I suppose you’ve both got nice big cocks!”
Rhiannon writhed lustily in our arms seconds after entering the room. He body tensed as both Tom and I held her, our hands feeling all over her and starting to free her clothing. I pinged open her black bra as she kissed me, her tongue darting to spar with mine as we locked together. As we kissed Tom’ mouth clasped on to her tit, teasing and gently biting. My cock raged even harder than before. The lust so intense and urgent. I unbuttoned her jeans and her skimpy knickers came away with them. I
feasted my eyes on her curvaceous bum, savouring its divine round peachy shape. My hand darted straight to her thighs and I felt her moan softly as my middle finger teasingly traced along the folds of her soft pussy lips. She shuddered as I eased my finger into her soaking hole. Some quick urgent undressing from all off us to stop getting tied up in half removed clothes ended with Rhiannon sloped back on the bed. I kissed her again before taking each taught nipple in my mouth while Tom spread her legs and ploughed his tongue eagerly into her smooth wet gash. Her hand snaked around my cock and I knelt at her side as she craned her head to suck me for a second time that evening. I glanced all the way from watching her mouth envelop me down her warm white body to see Tom’s face buried deep between her thighs. It sort of felt wrong… but oh so right!
“Wanna swap?” Tom soon urged and we switched so I moved slowly down her to kiss along her milky white inner thighs until I reached the heat between her legs. I heard Tom urge her to suck him harder as my tongue roamed her exposed clit, my tip exploring her sensitive bud while I pushed two fingers deep into her velvet like cunt. Her back arched as my work paid an amazing dividend as her body shook as she orgasmed, her loud moans filling the hotel room as waves of pleasure rocked her. Tom made his intentions quite clear as he spun her still shaking body round to kneel before her, her legs either side of his hips.
“Wait! Wait!” she urged as she stretched her arm across to reach her bag. She hastily pulled it open and offered Tom a packet of condoms, “its why I went shopping… we need to be… you know… careful!” Tom wasted not a second tearing the pack open and easing one over his rock hard cock. I watched in awe as his cock parted her moist pussy lips, stretching out snug around his girth as she let out an urgent ‘yelp!’ as he sank seemingly effortlessly inside her. Rhiannon’s face contorted with pleasure as she grunted hoarsely at each thrust from Tom’s hips. He move over her, her arms squeezing him tightly as his gyrations pounded her sexy body. I admit I found the whole scenario mesmerising and I sat back on my haunches wanking myself furiously to this jaw dropping show. Then suddenly Tom moved her over. He gently but forcibly moved her curvy rear around so she willingly nestled on all fours. She gasped again as he ploughed deep. His cock once again pounding her. I moved over in front of her and with no hesitation she took my cock back into a warm welcoming mouth. What an even more amazing sight of Rhiannon sucking me while Tom fucked her from behind. “Here you’re gonna need one of these!” Tom grinned tossing a condom at me. It was my turn to rapidly tear open the small parcel and sheath my now throbbing cock with its contents. Rhiannon was one step ahead and she spun effortlessly round on the bed as she pulled the empty rubber off Tom to suck his now bare cock again. I manoeuvred up to her delicately poised rear and I lost my breath as I guided my cock down past her perfectly puckered bum to her now glistening opening and pushed myself in. Her cunt felt incredible as I glided inside her. I needed no encouragement to make my pelvis pound hard but Rhiannon’s gasps of “Oh! Yes! Fuck me” spurred me on. She was now almost insatiable, lost in the moment and obviously relishing every delightful second of being spit-roasted by us. Then she took the lead. She moved me over on to my back and her beautiful full body straddled me. She reached down and guided my cock smoothly back inside. I gazed up at her face again contorting with pleasure and forced my head forward to suck those stunning tits that were now bouncing freely as she rode my cock. Tom stood over my head, back against the headboard and wall so she could take him in her mouth yet again. I jabbed my hips hard up into her, her vice like cunt gripping my hard cock as I fucked her hard. I was glad both us men had cum earlier as it naturally made us ‘stay the distance’ more as it were. I was still pinching myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Never guessed Rhiannon would ever be interested in either of a couple of older guys like us. Let alone both together!
“I think I do want you both” Rhiannon unexpectedly hissed in between cries. I was puzzled at her outburst… after all she already was having us both. But she momentarily stopped riding me and reached across to scramble around in her bag again. She produced a brand new box of KY Jelly which she pulled the tube from and handed it to Tom with an assertive, “use loads. And I mean loads”. Tom playfully winked, “On baby! Anything you say! Anything you say!” She turned and flattened her body against mine again, her luscious tits pressed against my chest. She grinned naughtily and kissed me softly on the lips but she winced as I too felt Tom’s finger slide into her other hole. I could feel him press and probe her rear with my aching cock still sunk deep in her tight pussy. “Oh yes” Rhiannon moaned as he worked her rear entrance, applying the cool jelly as requested. Her breathing intensified as he knelt down behind her as I felt him push my legs together to allow him to kneel either side. I looked up at Rhiannon’s face inches above mine and she grimaced hard as Tom started to push himself in. He seemed to fumble about for ages as she arched back to assist him. I thought hmmm maybe this isn’t going to actually work. Suddenly her head tilted back and she let out a firm grunt as I felt the tip Tom’s cock slide in next to mine separated by only her gossamer thin barrier. “Oh shit! You’re both definitely in now!” Rhiannon gasped as Tom eased himself into her tightness. Pure horniness took over as both Tom and I ploughed out cocks home in their respective holes. We were instantly a heaving mass, Rhiannon’s smaller body pinned between our bulkier frames with all three of us growling out loud as we surged faster and faster. This was no porn flick scene as it didn’t last long at all. I felt Tom’s rhythm rapidly quicken and I could sense him cum inside her right next to me, both he and Rhiannon gasping at the feeling. Tom rested just a moment with his pulsing cock still embedded deep in her arse before he pulled free and flopped back on the bed. I couldn’t hold back long too and she started to instantly yelp again as I slammed my cock harder and harder up her. Faster and faster as the warm glow started to rise until past the point of no return. I held her tight as my cock spasmed in her, filling the condom with my molten hot spunk.
Amazing night! Just one of those strange nights that happen once in a blue moon. We never did repeat it. We never spoke of it really although chat with Rhiannon does venture into sex every now and again. Tom eventually moved away with his wife and Rhiannon went through a steady-ish run of girlfriends (never heard her mention any other men ever) and I got married, got divorced and joined Fab. But Rhiannon and I are still mates and we still meet at least once a month. Hope she doesn’t mind me sharing this. I don’t think she will… she’s amazing. As you guys now know! |
