At Peters House

Peters House

I had myself prepared and ready for john to pick me up
with 5 mins to spare. I chose a slightly shorter black
lycra skirt., 4 inches above the knee, but respectable
enough for the neighbours. .My quarter cup bra was
lifting my boobs enough for my nipples to push through
my black net top, so I had to put a jacket on for the
short walk to the car.

I was just beginning to feel the effects of the cider
I had been drinking. My ***** was nice and moist, just
wet enough to lube my butt plug as I slipped it in and
out of me.

I pushed it up my arse just as john’s car pulled up
outside.

I wiped my hand over my **** and arse to make sure
nothing was leaking too much, checked myself in the
mirror and went out to the car.

John was full of very flattering and very rude
comments as we drove to peters. I had to tell him to
keep his eyes on the road as I took my jacket off and
rolled over the waistband of my skirt. It was now at a
decent length, about an inch below my labia.

We saw john’s (another one) car carrying clare, pull
into peters driveway just ahead of us.

I went straight over to her when we got out, threw my
arms around her, “glad you got the clothes babe”.
She was wearing exactly the same as me but in white.
We kissed and felt under each others skirts, we were
both naked shaved and getting wetter. I felt her arse
and poked at her empty hole with my finger. She felt
my *** and bit my bottom lip as she tapped on the butt
plug.

The two johns came round on either side of us, gave
our butts a playful spank and ushered us into the
house. Peter was waiting in the kitchen with glasses
of champagne, he gave us a glass each, then parted my
(and clares) **** lips with his cold fingers. He told
us to go through to the living room, but Clare and I
needed to check out the bathroom first.

We took our skirts off in the bathroom. Peter has a
hose connected to the bath taps, Clare leant over the
bath and turned the taps on, getting the water nice and
warm, I was sitting on the toilet, removing my butt
plug. I got up and put it in the sink to wash it.
Clare was tempting me bent over the bath with her
******* and her moist, slightly parted **** lips
exposed in front of me. I bent down and kissed them
both. She turned around and sat on the edge of the
bath, feeding the hose into her dirt hole, I knelt in
front of her, sucking at her wet slit, getting really
turned on by the sound of the water gushing from her
***. I reached around to feel her hole, the pipe was
in there, the warm water trickling out

I pulled the pipe out and let the water gush over my
hand before putting my finger into her tight wet hole.
I looked up at her, ”are you ready” she whispered
yessssssss. I took her place on the side of the bath,
giving my ******* a final precautionary rinse. I
orgasmed as she sucked on my nipples through my top
and rubbed her hand against my throbbing ****. I was
so excited, I was ready for anything. We dried each
other with towels and went to go to the lounge. The
two john’s were standing at the door naked, holding
their stiff dicks. They had enjoyed the first part of
the show. We grabbed a **** each and walked with them
thru to the lounge.

Peter was waiting for us at the door, the other john,
yes there were 3 of them, was sitting in an armchair,
and two new faces, Richard and Alan were sitting at
either end of the sofa.

Peter introduced us, we were all naked, I made a
beeline for the center of the sofa, shaking hands with
their upright *****. Straight away their hands were
all over the place. I closed my eyes and stroked their
dicks as I was being poked squeezed and sucked and
licked in my ears my mouth my neck my **** and best of
all my **** and ***. John 3 had come to join us,
taking his place on his knees between my legs. I was
so wet and horny, I wanted ******* so bad, and I
wanted Richards **** in my mouth. I let go of Alans
**** and turned towards Richard, lowering my head and
taking his rockhard manhood between my lips. John3 got
the picture, and holding my hips, let me turn over to
kneel at Richards feet.. He was an easy **** to suck,
quite fat, but I could take him all the way without
any trouble. He also tasted nice and had a lovely
manly smell. Peter always makes it clear that nobody
should wear perfume or deodorant, as a precaution to
protect those guys who are married. It is very easy
for a discerning wife to detect the perfume of another
woman. They even bring their own soap to use in the
after sex shower.

I had only had Richard in my mouth for a short while
when I got exactly what I wanted. John3, the owner of
the biggest penis in the room, around 8 and a half
inches I am told, was slowly feeding his length into
my *****. He really fills me to perfection, reaching
and pushing into my cervix, ( my god, you cannot
believe how good that feels). The champagne was having
a great effect on me and I was getting to feel really
slutty, Filling my mouth with spit, dribbling,
greedily sucking and slurping on his ****. I wanted
more. I needed to be used fully. I pulled myself away
from Richards **** and asked john3 to lay on the
floor, turning round to straddle him and let his ****
sink back into my soaking ****. “ Take my ***,
Richard. **** my ***……….please”

That was the first time I saw what Clare was up too.
She had taken john3’s place on the armchair. Peter
had his knees on the arms of the chair and was *******
her face and john1 was on his knees, between her legs,
******* her ***. I only got a brief glimpse before
Alan stuffed his **** into my mouth as Richard
stretched my ******* around his helmet.

I still cannot describe exactly how ******* horny it
feels to take 3 dicks at once, it feels almost as if
my **** and *** are the same hole. It is a little
painful, but it is the sort of pain that I can easily
put up with and all I had to do was stay there, on all
fours, and take it.

Peter has an attic, we can use it in the summer, too
cold in winter It has bare floorboards. He had laid
out a plastic sheet on the floor especially for the
**** lovers.

We were about two or three hours into the afternoon,
still ******* in the lounge, Clare said she needed to
****. I said I would come with her so we sneaked up to
the attic. I was really bursting too. Clare laid out
on her back on the sheet and I kept standing at first
and let out several long hot gushes over her. Then she
started to go. I got on top of her and went straight
down on her little fountain, filling my mouth, then
letting it spray on my face as I closed my lips to
swallow. It tasted so ******* good, really clear with
a bitter sweet taste. We were both soaked . I lifted
myself up, held my ***** lips open and peed from her
**** to her ****, my **** glistening in the sunlight
coming through the attic window, looking so tasty that
licked it all up, sucking my pee from her soft tanned
skin.

Then I dived into her soaking ****, lowering myself
down onto her eagerly waiting tongue. Our noses
pushing into our pouting ******** as we both tried to
push out more ****. It was then that I felt a splash
on my back. Two john's and peter were starting to ****
on us. I rolled over and lay on my back beside Clare,
top to tail. When hot **** hits my **** with force it
feels so so good, makes me *** in seconds.

I lifted my head up, to take some **** in my mouth and
I could see the other three guys standing behind.
Peters attic is very narrow they were watching and
wanking,

Richard and Alan were wanking each other. My mind was
racing with ideas, I have always wanted to see two
guys *******

I turned over on the sheet, it was now a pool of ****.
it was getting colder too I raised my *** in the air
and just kept saying "**** me, **** me, somebody ****
me"

I put my hand between Clares legs and pushed my
fingers into her ****

she wriggled then turned around, in the same position
as me. we kissed, I asked if she was ok, she smiled.
And then her face lit up, just as I felt a **** enter
me, they were in perfect rhythm, ******* us together,
our **** splashing in the pee. We were kissing, our
tongues enmeshed, Clare sucked my bottom lip into her
mouth, gently biting on it. Her eyes closed, her hip
bumping into mine. She almost screamed, ”Oh ****”.
she was *******.

Alan came to kneel in front of us, offering his ****
to our mouths. We licked and sucked at him. The guys
behind us were changing places, sometimes choosing our
***** and sometimes our *****. Don’t know who it
was, but one of them ****** my wet slit and shoved a
butt plug in my *** at the same time. I had Alans ****
in my mouth when Clare sucked some **** up off the
sheet and spurted it over his **** and balls. She
often amazes me, just how wonderfully ******* dirty
she can be. Must have impressed John3 too. He came and
took his place next to Alan so that Clare could do the
same to him. We both sucked up the cold mixed **** and
spurted it over them while they wanked, then Alan
announced he was going to ***. It was a few seconds
later that John said, “me too”. The first blob hit
me in my eye. Clare licked it off me before John hit
her nose with his first shot, that drop was for me .I
could feel that my *** had been pumped with ***, the
**** in there was sliding in so easily. When Alan and
John had finished, they stood up to admire their work,
while Clare and I *** swapped. The other guys had all
*** too. There was no **** in my **** or *** as Peter
finally shot his load into Clare. When he pulled out
of her, I grabbed her, hugging her, starting to feel
cold in the pool of ****. “We better clean ourselves
up now” I whispered, We stood up while the guys
threw towels over us, then stepped off the wet plastic
sheet and went to lay on the mattress.

I put my hand between my legs, I was dripping from
both holes. I gave my *** a poke, I always like to
feel the warm cream in my ***, on my finger. It was
time for a 69. It is only just recently, and with
Clare, that I discovered the absolute joy of sucking
*** out of a girls ***, it is just so wickedly
exciting. Clares *** tastes good as it is, but when it
is oozing ***, it is like the icing on the cake. I
could feel her tongue in my *** as I sucked her out.
We were both making disgusting, slurping, farting
noises as we gathered up and swallowed every drop,
draining our *****, then tonguing our warm, smelly,
sticky, *** and **** flavoured, *****. When Clare
****, she gets extremely wet and dribbles, when I ***,
sometimes, I get so wet it actually spurts out. It
seemed to last forever, my head was spinning, I was in
seventh heaven. Clares *** and man milk dribbling into
my mouth as I was squirting into her. We both
collapsed and lay there panting until Peter said, hey
you guys, I have more drinks and food downstairs if
anyone's hungry
lisamcsquirt lisamcsquirt
31-35, F
May 16, 2012