Got a bit distracted yesterday..
So here we are!
All the names and mention of people on here are totally fake, don't go chasing them down and harassing them 
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They filtered through the numerous winks and blind friend requests that didn't come with an im, once all the single guys or guys in couples trying for a cheeky threesome they were left with a few im's to reply to.
Zara put down an over sized mug of tea, leaning over Rick's shoulder from behind him. Her breasts pushing heavily against him, nipples somewhat erect from seeing several im replies waiting to be read.
"So, hyper feminised, no cocks in frocks or hairy panty wearers.." she said as she deleted three im's without even reading them, the title or pictures had said enough already "And that leaves three..".
Before reading any of the messages they looked at the profiles first, reading them and then checking out the public pictures.
This allowed them to see right away that at least one of the people who im'd them in reply had changed their profile in the last day or so since they'd been messaged by the couple and was probably no longer quite what they were looking for.
"So, hi!!!!!!!
Omg I cnt blv u wnkd me!!!!! Ive luked at ur prfl and piccies! Lush and hunky!!!! Id so b up 4 a meat! I'm free this weekend, all weekend (no body luvs meeeee!!) and we can plan sumfink!
Luv n hugs
Lyssa"
It took a couple of read throughs, text talk wasn't their thing but Lyssa was pretty cute in the couple of pictures they'd had on their profile.
One of them on a beach bench, big floppy hat over a strawberry red wig that hung in loose curls to the shoulder, nearly see through beach blouse that showed just enough of small cup bralette and a long ankle length skirt made of the same almost sheet fabric as the blouse, that was lifted at the front, knees spread, a small caged cock on display between long lithe legs.
The other picture was Lyssa in white high heels, white ripped tights, bent over a car bonnet in a ruffled wedding dress that was pulled up over her trim rump that was splattered with cum turning the white tights translucent. Spunk coated her arse and dripped down her tights.
"Reminds me of our engagement night.." Zara cooed in Ricks ear.
Rick's cock twitched, in part from the memory of getting down on one knee in the middle of an ncp car park to propose and ending up fucking his new fiancé hard, cumming in her and watching the cream pie be fingered out of her slowly afterwards.
It also twitched in response to the horn picture of Lyssa in a wedding dress, arse gaping from having a cock just pulled out and spunk shot all over her.
"Hi Lyssa,
You're in the next village over from us, how about a drink at a pub of your choosing that's out of the way?"
The reply came almost immediately, so quickly in fact that they thought that Lyssa had sent a second im while they were reading and replying to the first one.
"Hi!!!!!!!!
Ok, how about the Old Plough? Here's my number, ring me so we can make sure we're all real and not just two men pretending otherwise.
Speak soon!!!!"
Zara read the im out loud.
"Well that was easier to read.. How about it?"
Rick passed his phone over after typing in the number.
Zara pressed the green dial button, tapping the speaker option.
Three rings later..
"Hi..Lyssa speaking.." Lyssa was soft spoken, clearly a little nervous but sounded female. Clearly they'd practiced talking.
"Hello Lyssa, this is Zara, say hello Rick"
"Good evening Lyssa"
"Oh wow.. You've got such a deep manly voice.. Its making me tingly.."
"I know exactly what you mean Lyssa" laughed Zara.
Rick's voice had a way of turning her on even if he read out the ingredients on the side of a microwave meal.
"So, the old plough is a bit of a gay pub but they're totally fine with anyone who wants to dress up so you can meet me properly.."
"We look forward to meeting you, at say eight o'clock?"
"That's totes fine"
"Will you need a lift?" Rick asked.
"Only when you pick me up so I can wrap my girly legs around those scummy hips of yours.." Lyssa said almost dreamily.
Zara kneeled in front of Rick, un buttoning his trousers, pulling his semi hard cock out, looking him in the eye.
"I'm just going to nip off for a but, you carry on chatting with Rick.."
Her mouth opened, tongue licking the hardening shaft, lips teasing Rick's bellend.
Wetly her head descended and rose rhythmically.
"So, Lyssa.. That's a pretty name."
"Mmmmm thank you Rick.. I could listen to your voice all night.. Does that make me a naughty girlie.."
"Oh well that depends, what else might make you a naughty girlie?"
"Mmm maybe the plug keeping my hole all loose for a big cock to fill it.."
"Is it a wide stem on it?"
"Oh.. No.. My girly hole needs a lot of pushing to fit anything above average.."
"Do you like it pushed in or do you like pushing on to something to ease it into your tight girlie hole?"
Rick closed his eyes, head rolling back as Zara continued to suck him off.
"I like it when I'm pushed into.. My girlie hole needs to be used.."
"Fuck babe..." Rick murmured
"Mmmmm call me babe again.." Lyssa giggled "Are you being naughty Mr Rick.."
"Babe.. I'm just sitting here while Zara is doing something elsewhere.. Chatting to y..you"
"Mmm Mr Rick.. Maybe I can sit in your lap.. Would you like that, settle down with a squirm to get comfortable.."
"Babe that'd be great.. Have you in my lap.." his words caught in his throat as he came into Zaras mouth, she swallowed around it, pulling away and smiling back up at him, lips clean of cum.
"Zaras back babe, and yeah I reckon you might be a naughty girlie.."
There was a squeel of joy from the other end of the phone.
"So.. That was different" Rick said, cock still ragingly hard, as Zara stood up beaming at him.
"Ok.. That was really fucking horny.. Sucking you while you spoke to them on the phone.. I'm suddenly looking forward to Saturday a whole lot more now.."
Zara walked away, pulling her top over her head, stopping to loosen her skirt and stepping out of it, leaving her clothing in the hallway.
"So.. Are you coming to bed to fuck me silly.."
"Damn right I am." Rick laughed, standing and slipping his trousers down, peeling off his own top as he chased after his fiancé, hard cock leading the way...
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