VANESSA
Her pussy wet its lips in anticipation as her man, Lester, walked through the front
door of her one-bedroom flat followed by two strange men. Lester’s 5’10” frame was superb,
but it wasn’t the sight of her current man that had her pussy salivating; it was the thought of having three
cocks all to herself.
“Vanessa baby, meet Tim and Derrick,” Lester
drawled and walked over to kiss her.
“Hi guys.” She smiled, very
pleased to meet them.
“Hi Vanessa,” Tim replied, coming over to give her a long,
deep kiss.
She absentmindedly returned his kiss, her eyes eagerly trained on Derrick’s crotch as
he fumbled with his fly. Seconds later he unceremoniously pulled out his cock.
I hope some of it’s hidden.
AMANDA
(Based on a few comments I
have received there are readers who think that I didn’t deliberately misspell the names in the following story.
For the record I did! J)
“I don’t fucking believe it!” Her eyes nearly
popped out of her head as she stared at the 6’4” guy in the Bhatman costume striding confidently in her direction.
There was only one guy in the world with shoulders that broad, a waist that trim and legs that muscled!
A masked woman in a Bunny costume touched his arm and he turned to speak to her briefly before continuing onwards.
Yes, there was definitely only one guy in the whole fucking world with an ass like that! Mr Jeremy
Alexander. Alexander, the Great! He sat in front of her every day at work and
didn’t know she was alive.
“Hi Pussycat, is there a hole in that costume
where I can stick my dick?”
GERALDINE
She knotted the white sheet around Wesley’s hips and gave him the bottle of
milk. “Mama’s going to do some chores. Finish your milk and have a nap.”
He nodded obediently as she pulled the duvet up to his neck.
Wesley
was one of her regulars, he came to see her at least once a week and paid her very good money. Best of
all she didn’t have to fuck him. Sometimes he would cum even before she started to baby-talk him.
She’d first met him when she used to stand on street corners in short skirts and high heels, freezing her butt
off looking for business. Back then she used to sit in his lap on the backseat of his large BMW and let
him suck on her breasts.
INDRA
“Hi, this is Indra!” She stifled a yawn as she
answered the phone on the second ring. Another two hours of this chatline shit before she could log off.
She wished she’d paid more attention to the teachers in the classroom and less to the boys in the playground—if
she had spent more time studying and less time fucking she would have probably managed to pass more than three GCSEs and would
now have a decent job.
“Hi, Indra, this is Paul.”
“Hi, Paul, you have a very sexy voice. Where are you from?”
“I’m from France,” he responded with a strong British-Asian accent.
She was tempted to ask him something in French, since it was one of the three subjects she’d managed to pass
at GCSE, but one more complaint and she would be fired. So she played along, “Tell me about yourself,
Paul. Tell me what you look like so I can picture you as you’re fucking me.”
NECTAR
I love DP. Did you ask what’s DP? I
hope not! If you did, you are reading the wrong fucking book! Okay, as it’s you
I’ll break it down for you. DP is double penetration—something in the pussy and the ass at
the same fucking time! I prefer two cocks but I will use a dildo if only one of my men is available or
two dildos if neither is around. Once there is something in each hole I am fucking happy.
Some of you may have met my younger sister, Honey Comb, in Bedtime Erotica. I
taught that bitch everything she knows. She is tame compared to me; I don’t fucking give
a damn! Both of us inherited our mother’s sexy body but mine is better than hers. I
have to squeeze my breasts into a 36DD bra, she can barely fill a 36D. My waist is smaller and my ass is
firmer than hers. She has a little wimp called Terry; I have two lame fuckers I call Tom and Jerry.
I don’t even call them by their real fucking names because, like I said, I don’t give a damn!
ANTONIA
She noticed the buff-looking young Black man as soon as he stepped on to the Tube
at Leytonstone Station. Their eyes met and she winked suggestively. He did a slow, thorough
survey of her body, his eyes widening in appreciation as he took in her short skirt and long legs. She
deliberately moved across the carriage to stand just behind him, and then closer as the Tube became more crowded at Stratford.
She pressed her breasts into his back as the Central Line Tube train sped through the tunnel between Mile End and Bethnal
Green Stations, opening her legs as she felt his hand reach backwards and up under her skirt. She cupped
his crotch as he pulled her tiny thong aside and fingered her clit. Pushing two fingers inside her, he
thrust them as deep as he could without attracting the attention of their fellow commuters. She stroked
his cock through his trousers. It felt huge and rock hard. Yummy!
SAMANTHA
“That looks too big,” Valerie said uncertainly as she watched Samantha
strap on a dark-chocolate coloured dildo that matched her skin tone perfectly.
“Come
on, honey, it’s only quarter of an inch longer and a little fatter than the one I fucked you with the last time.”
Samantha smiled at her encouragingly. “You know you like a bit of sweet pain.”
She wished Valerie won’t bitch about the size of the dildo every fucking time. So
far Valerie had taken every inch she had given her and taken them hard.
“We both know
once I tongue your clit nicely you can take anything I give you,” she reminded Valerie as she spread her legs and rubbed
her face against her pussy. “God, you smell good!”
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