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“Come on! Concentrate!” she thought to herself for what must have been the fourth or fifth time that afternoon. M’s mind had been wandering repeatedly since lunch and she knew exactly why. She had work to do and her imaginations were not helping. But then it was hardly surprising that she couldn’t keep her mind on her work.
The text had arrived from T at lunch. Just a single word and two letters. “Tonight. Xx” Instantly she had felt a warm tingle between her legs that had inevitably been followed by a growing dampness. One word, but it signified that today would be the end of the years of talking and fantasising and the creation of a new experience.
She was day-dreaming again and decided to try and go for a break and interrupt her thoughts. She hoped that this would mean that she stood some chance of actually doing some work today. She stood, straightened her skirt and headed across the office to the small kitchen area where she could make a drink.
“Wait up! I’ll join you” called a voice. It was her manager and she would normally have checked with him if he wanted to take a break but today she’d been completely lost in her own thoughts.
“Oh, yeah, sorry I was miles away” she replied. The kitchen was long and narrow and she was sure that half the time he joined her it was just so that he’d have to squeeze past her in the small space. Not that she minded, he was about ten years older, attractive but not really her type. She smiled to herself when she recalled T’s reaction when she told him how, once, the confines of the kitchen when she’d brushed past her boss and her bum had rubbed across his crotch revealing a prominent bulge within. To say T had been a little turned on would have been an understatement. He’d been harder than she’d seen him for a while and they’d had very energetic sex, no, they’d fucked hard that night. She blushed remembering it and worried that her manager would see her nipples harden or her face redden. She quickly asked him some mundane work question; anything to distract him from what she was convinced must be her visible arousal.
Her phone buzzed on the work top where she’d placed it and she could see from the preview that it was from T. “ Oh Great” she thought, as if I’m not worked up enough already. “In preparation for later I want you to touch yourself but you aren’t allowed to cum”. She re-read the message and found herself biting on her lip.
“everything ok?, you look deep in thought again” asked her Boss
“oh, eh, yeah. Just that T has a friend coming for dinner and he wants me to sort some stuff out beforehand. Actually, would you mind taking my cup back to my desk I’ll just nip to the toilet whilst I’m over here?”
“No problem. I’m going straight into that service meeting so if I don’t see you later, enjoy your night”
“OK, will do!”
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She practically ran to the bathroom, her pussy was wet thinking about what was in store for her later and now she had to finger herself but not cum? She didn’t know if this would be possible with her current sate but she wanted to do as instructed.
She ran her finger along the length of her panties, savouring the sensation as she traced her swollen lips through the lacy fabric. They’d have to go in her bag as by now they were drenched with her own excitement. Pulling them down she glanced at the fabric and saw a familiar glistening where they had pressed against her slit. She trembled as she allowed her fingers to rub along their path again and exhaled as she stroked her swollen clit. She would have to stop. There was no way she could keep this up and not embrace a shuddering climax as it would inevitably wash over her. She parted her lips and snapped a shot of her shaven pussy to send to T.
“Fuck me, that’s gorgeous” came his reply. Seconds later that was followed by a further message, this time a screenshot from Fab saying that the picture was awaiting approval. M loved to think of all the people who would see her without knowing it was her.
She composed herself and returned to her desk convinced that every eye was on her as if everyone in the office knew she had just removed her knickers and fingered herself in there. She almost came with that thought but managed to control herself.
It was going to be a long afternoon and, hopefully, an even longer night.
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M was nervous. Excited too, but mostly nervous. She’d had more instructions through from T and she knew that his was really on. He was on his way back from the station with their guest and he would tell her shortly where she was to meet them.
This had been M’s insistence. She wasn’t sure about inviting someone into their home and had felt overwhelmed at the thought of going to a club when they’d discussed it. But now she was wondering if this was the wrong decision. She’d realised that she would be completely unchartered territory and suddenly she thought that maybe it might have been better to have the home advantage to settle her nerves. Anyway it was too late to change now. Another text came through.
“We are at the new hotel, near to the sports centre. Don’t be long. Xx”
She swallowed hard, shut down her computer and made her way to the car. Another text.
“Sweetheart, I forgot to say that I packed some things for you. They’re in the boot of your car. Bring your bag to room 215 when you arrive. Xx”
The hotel was only five miles away but in rush hour traffic it seemed further. Her heart was beating out of her chest as she got closer. She was so turned on and the fact that her knickers where in her bag meant that the “open air” feeling under her skirt was making her even more sensitive. She knew she would not last long when the evening’s activities started. Thankfully because of the fact that T seemed to have stamina to outlast the Duracell bunny, she knew that she was more than able to fully let herself go and enjoy multiple waves of orgasms. This was something she’d only read about in women’s magazines before meeting T. That and the occasional ability when she was very turned on to squirt as her strongest climaxes took hold. She always felt like a filthy porn star when that happened and she loved it.
Pulling into the carpark she nearly bumped the car as her legs turned to jelly. Regaining her composure she climbed out went to the boot and withdrew the small holdall that it contained. There was a note on the top which said. “remember, we agreed that at any time you can stop this if you want. I love you, T xx”
She thought for a second confirming that this was something she had wanted for a long time and there was no way she was backing out now!
She walked through the hotel reception with her head down afraid that she’d recognise someone and entered the lift. T had counted on this and was relieved that she hadn’t noticed him sitting at the bar.
The lift arrived at the second floor and M proceeded to the room as instructed. She knocked and waited for what felt like a week until she heard the door unlock. Deep breath. The door opened and she stepped into the darkened room.
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“Hello” said a soft, welcoming voice. “I’ve been expecting you.” M looked at the view that greeted her and was lost for words. A beautiful woman, slightly younger than herself and dressed in a transparent negligee with delicate ivory coloured lingerie set beneath. The full bra, thong, suspenders and stockings was a sight to behold. The stranger’s hair was tied up in a loose plait that fell upon her shoulder and her makeup was perfectly applied. M suddenly felt very plain next to this woman. Her clothes were standard office attire, and although T always told her she looked gorgeous she rarely felt it. She remembered that she’d slipped her knickers off and her bra was one of her normal daily use ones. Comfortable but not sexy in the way the one she was staring at now looked.
“I’m staring at another woman’s boobs!” she realised and suddenly blushed.
“I hope you like what you see” said the stranger. “I’m C, and you must be M”
“Umm yes, sorry C I didn’t mean to stare. I didn’t know what to expect. I wish I had gone home to change now”
“Don’t worry, T has taken care of that!” she said and gestured to the bag that had dropped at M’s feet. M opened the bag and read another note in T’s handwriting. “By now you’ll have met C. I hope you like what I’ve picked out for you both to wear. C has run a bath for you and will help you “get ready”;)”.
Her mouth fell open as she suddenly realised that T was absent from the room. She spun round expecting to see him sat in the corner watching whilst he stroked his cock to life as they’d fantasised.
“T says there’s been a change of plan. I am to help you dress whilst he sees to some last minute adjustments. Please follow me, your bath is ready.”
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C led M by the hand through to the luxurious bathroom suite in the room. Bubbles filled the tub and the air smelt of expensive bath oil. C started to undress M slowly and sensually. Her hand deftly unzipping her skirt and lowering it to the floor, Next she slipped her top over her shoulders and head and M was standing in the room in just her bra. Before she could take that in, C had removed it and was standing in front of M looking at her nakedness. She reached out and caressed M on the breast and M jumped as though she’d been struck by a bolt of electricity.
“You’re a beautiful woman, M” said C “T tells me that I am to be your first female lover. I’m so happy that you chose me”. M sighed as C’s fingers gently rubbed her nipple which responded to her touch. C’s other hand was tracing it’s way over her collar bone and down her arm until she took M by the hand again and helped her step into the bath.
M sat down into the warm water. The warm water relaxing her nervous tension instantly. C stood and slipped off the negligee, standing now only in the underlying lingerie. She rubbed some spa body wash into her hands then leant by the side of the bath and began lathering M’s tingling body. Her hands were so much softer than the men who she’d known through her life. Slowly C’s hands worked their way down over her stomach and towards her aching pussy. She was sure that her lips were actually trembling under water. Just as C found that wonderful place she leaned over and kissed M full on the lips. Her tongue darted around M’s lips at exactly the same moment as her finger found it’s warmest home. M’s body convulsed and she was powerless to prevent the orgasm that she had been building up all day from hitting. And hit her it did. She was sure her muscle spasm would have broken C’s fingers still probing her depths.
“FUCK!” she exclaimed as her body shook violently “FUCK DON’T STOP C! “
As quickly as it had arrived it was over. She lay in the bath trembling. Her head spinning and trying to hold on to some grasp of reality. “Did that really just happen” she thought. She hadn’t realised that her eyes had closed and when she opened them she saw C leaning over her with a smile on her face that betrayed the fact that she had enjoyed watching M cum uncontrollably from her touch.
The bath continued and C brought M a glass of chilled champagne to enjoy whilst she finished relaxing. M stood up and C wrapped her in a rich soft bathrobe and led her back through to the bedroom. M’s lingerie was as exquisite as C’s and she recognised it as having been bought at Agent Provocateur. She remembered the first time she had worn anything like this for T when they started dating. She’d agreed to collect him from a work do and had slipped on stockings, suspenders and a basque over which she had pulled an overcoat to drive in. He was supposed to come out to meet her but when she’d arrived he had told her there was someone he wanted her to meet and had pulled her inside to the crowded pub. She felt amazingly dirty being introduced to T’s colleagues in the knowledge that she was dressed like a slut beneath her coat and nobody- including T had known.
C was helping her to dress in the lingerie selected, then sat her at the dresser and started to apply makeup to her. “I could get used this!” she said. “You’re very gentle with me”. M placed her hand on C’s thigh and allowed her hand to move gently up towards C’s thong.
C looked in her eyes and whispered “ All in good time!” before stepping away and asking M to stand and strike a pose.
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A pose? M was unsure and C could see it in her eyes. She explained ”We need something to show T that his stunning wife is ready for her man to return don’t we?”. C snapped a pic on her phone and messaged it to T. Seconds later a reply came back and as she read it she smiled to herself. “T wants you to reach into the bag and get the other items out, then you are to put them on.
M found a blindfold and some of the sexy arm and ankle ties that T had joked about buying her. She paused, unsure whether to proceed or not.
C stepped closer and ran her hand over M’s belly and down to rest between her legs “I don’t think T likes to be disobeyed. He’s the quietly assertive type from what I can tell. I think you’d better do as he says.”
M lay on the bed on her back and allowed C to restrain her before the blindfold slipped over her eyes and plunging her into darkness.
“Good girl” whispered C, before moving away. Then M heard another shutter sound from her camera phone and knew that T had been summoned. Then silence that seemed to drag on for eternity. Her whole body tingled with anticipation as to what twists and kinks her naughty husband had in store for her.
Finally the waiting ended with the sound of a key card being used to open the door. She heard C move to greet T as he asked whether she had been properly looking after his gorgeous wife.
“I think she enjoyed her bath” C replied
Then M heard the sound of his belt being undone and his trousers dropping to the floor. After a few moments she heard the unmistakable sound of a mouth going to work on a cock and pictured that beauty on her knees in front of T sucking his manhood to its full glory. She heard a muffled exclamation and a grunt from T and she knew exactly then that he would be pushing her head down his shaft until he was in her throat, the way she had been fed his cock so many times before. She didn’t think she could be more turned on when she suddenly heard herself moan involuntarily.
The sucking noise stopped and she heard movement closer to the bed.
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“Don’t worry my sweetheart we haven’t forgotten about you. C was just making sure I was ready to pleasure you. We’re here now”
“I know exactly what she was doing and I want her tongue on my pussy even more now! Straight from your cock to my pussy”
With that C lay on top of M pressing their bodies together as her fingers worked aside the thin slip of fabric of M’s now soaked knickers. At the same time she freed one of M’s nipples and took it into her mouth whilst T positioned himself so that his cock rested on M’s chin.
“Taste her spit on my cock” he said and M didn’t need to be told twice. She hungrily enveloped the head of his cock into her warm mouth and moaned loudly as C replaced her fingers with her tongue on M’s swollen and throbbing clit. She felt like cumming again but tried hard to delay it, to savour the moment.
T caressed her hair and held her head in his hands. “You look so sexy right now.” He said. I always knew you’d enjoy being the centre of attention.
“hmmmmmmm” was all she could reply, partly because she was experiencing pleasure on a level she’d never known possible and partly because T was still working his cock in and out of her open mouth.
She felt C crouch between her thighs and her fingers gently pulled apart her pussy lips so that C’s tongue could dart more hungrily into her. T withdrew and she felt him move away. She then heard him instruct C to lift her cute bum into the air and she knew that he was intending to join C between her legs and they’d both dine on the slick juice that was practically flowing from her pussy.
This was exactly what they’d discussed all those nights when she had listened to him describing what would happen whilst she fingered herself by his side until, being able to control herself no longer she would straddle his ample cock and impale herself on him. Arching her back as she rode him would push his cock against her g spot and make her cum in no time at all.
Then she felt T at her mouth again. Pressing his cock eagerly for her to accept. Maybe the sight of C feverishly licking her had been too much for him and he needed to release his load in her mouth. She accepted his thrust willingly and began to felate her husband again.
“ughhh if you keep licking me like that I’m going to cum before she does” said C.
M froze. “What? That didn’t make sense. How could he be licking C in that position whilst he was practically face fucking her”
C sensed her tense and said “I think the penny has dropped. Shall we remove the blindfold?”
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M wasn’t sure what was going on. Suddenly her blindfold was removed and she looked straight into the face of ..... Who was that? She glanced round and saw that C had moved to a sitting position on the bed fingering herself whilst her other hand was slowly wanking her grinning husband. She looked back at the owner of the other cock who had reached out to fondle her nipple whilst the action was paused.
For the second time that night an orgasm hit her faster than the realisation of what was happening. The filthy bugger had not been alone when he came back in. She’d assumed that there were just three people in that room when in reality T had brought her another surprise.
As C realised M was cumming she quickly dived between her legs again and resumed her frenzied licking eager to lap up as much of the product as possible. T moved round to join the stranger at the other side of M and they both offered up their cocks to her mouth. M ran her tongue from one shaft to the other savouring the percum that had started to flow.
M’s legs clamped around C’s head and her eyes rolled back in her head as the final wave of this orgasm subsided. Her senses slowly returned to her and realised she had no idea who the man she had been sucking was and decided now would be a good time to find out.
“This is K, he’s sort of C’s fuck buddy” explained T as he undid M’s restraints. “when I was setting up the final arrangements with C she mentioned that K would be staying with her this week so I thought why not?” Hope you don’t mind.”
M showed T she didn’t mind by fixing her gaze on his eyes whilst slowly taking all of K’s cock into her mouth. She never even blinked as her lips reached his hilt and she fought back her gag reflex to take this man into her throat.
“Fuck you’re a lucky man” said K.
“I think it's fair to say we're both punching above our weight.” T replied with a wink, as C moved over to resume her long and slippery strokes on T’s cock.
M released K from her mouth and turned so that she could position herself facing C “There’s something I need to try” she said.
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She locked eyes with T as she buried her face into C’s pussy.
As she did this her bum raised into the air and K looked longingly at her inviting pussy.
“I wonder if you’d be kind enough to fuck M for me to watch” T jokingly asked K. He didn’t need to ask twice. As K slipped on a condom and pushed his girthy head against M’s pussy she let out a muffled whimper and pushed back as hard as she could against his cock. Her wet and swollen pussy gave no resistance and in one single motion she had taken him fully.
K slapped her arse hard and she yelped. It was the sort of yelp T had heard so many times. His perfect wife loved a bit of pain. Nothing extreme, but a bite to the nipples or a smack on the arse (or slapping her pussy even) would often illicit a yelp like this. Normally that would unleash her horniest side and she would ride his cock like a woman possessed until it was drained. T knew K was going to get the best fuck he’d ever had.
M pulled her head out of C’s pussy and ordered her to move T closer to her. C did as she was told and she lined T’s cock up to spit roast his wife. C lay back on the bed and masturbated herself completely swept up in the moment. She didn’t notice when the others had all paused to watch her cum as she arched her back and kneaded at her tanned boob in ecstasy.
T withdrew from his wife's mouth and placed a condom on his own shaft. M knew that he was going to fuck C beside her whilst she continued to thrust back against K. She winked at T and blew him a kiss as he lay beside C and instructed her to mount his ready cock.
C did as she was told her thigh muscles still twitching from her own climax but soon they were all lost in their own animalistic acts.
“I’m getting close” said K
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She called over to T and C “I need you both to help me finish K”.
As C had established earlier T wasn’t used to being told what to do, but he had promised M that this whole experience was about her being the centre of attention, so he lifted C off his cock and moved across to find out what his wife had planned.
M started to give orders. “I’m going to lie on my back and let K fuck me till he cums. C I want you to sit on my face and use your skilful fingers to wank my darling hubby off over my tits whilst he watches K fuck me. Can you all manage that?”
T was shocked to hear his wife talk like this but his cock twitched in anticipation. He winked at C knowing that M was in for one more surprise.
As K pumped his cock in and out of M he became more and more desperate to cum. His thrusts became longer and harder, shunting M hard into C’s pussy. T could feel his own Cum rising in his shaft and knew it wouldn’t be long. M ‘s body started to twitch and jerk and T knew that K’s cock was driving her over the edge. K grunted twice and let out a sort of roar as his buttocks clenched and everyone knew his cum was streaming out of him and filling the condom inside M.
C started to rock her pelvis faster grinding it against M’s face, drowning out the cries that M was making from beneath her. C threw her head back and came on M’s face, but this time she squirted and a flow of slippery juices sprayed off M’s neck and boobs. All the while C continued to stroke T’s cock. This was too much for him to bear and the first of five or six heavy shots of his thick creamy cum shot out over M. His cum mingled with C’s on her chest and then with a final eruption a jet ejaculated from his shaft and covered C’s thigh and M’s chin simultaneously.
C collapsed backwards so T leant in to kiss his gorgeous wife whose face was soaked with a mix of his seed and another woman’s quim.
All lay panting heavily, a tangled mess of sticky, sweaty body parts as the euphoria washed over them and covered each person with a blanket of wooziness and satisfaction.
It would be some time before anyone moved again.
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