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Part 4: The Pub Garden
Making love with Simone and not actually entering her had had an incredible affect on me. We had dozed for a while and on waking, had each showered separately. Not at all embarrassed with each other but each of us respecting our thoughts, given the speed with which this had happened. Not so much the physical, at least for me, but the emotional.
Falling in love had not been part of my mental picture but now I felt very strange. The fact that Simone had expressed her developing feelings so early on only added to the bewitching headiness of it all.
It didn't frighten me; in fact it made the whole situation more intoxicating. That evening we watched TV and ate a light meal. We sat close to one another legs and arms entwined and gently caressed each other finding the sensitive areas that aroused each of us. Nothing else happened but we kissed before going to our separate bedrooms. I came close to abandoning this self imposed, unspoken restraint when her soft, moist mouth closed over mine. Her tongue lightly traced the outline of my lips, then slowly slipped inside my mouth.
I was struck by the vaguely symbolic image of her penetrating me. As if our roles had been reversed. We lay on the sofa, stretched out with Simone laying half on top of me. She had been wearing soft pajamas all evening so I could feel her body heat. My shorts and T-shirt did nothing to hide my hard cock, which she had studiously ignored, the tension almost excruciating.
Her soft foot gently slid up and down my leg as I wrapped my arms around her tightly. I slipped my fingers into her hair and kissed her back, this time deeply, urging out tongues to meet and merge as one writhing sensual entity.
We kept this up for a while and gently allowed it to slow down. Parting we went to our beds and agreed not to seek any self-satisfaction. I realised then that this relationship, whether it lasted or not was going to be intense and inventive with a sexual perspective normally only dreamed about.
The following day, Sunday, we did the things new lovers tend to do when not shagging themselves stupid. We walked, talked, went for lunch at a pub, held hands and generally relaxed in each other's company. This served to only build a sexual tension between us. In the pub Simone slipped to the ladies room and returned to hand me, under the table, her panties and bra.
Now she sat before me wearing only a thin cotton summer dress. She then led me out to the garden where we found a quiet corner away from prying eyes. Simone seated herself with her back to the garden that was visible, slipped off her sandals placing her bare feet on my thighs and unbuttoned the dress. I could hardly swallow as her body came into full view.
I gazed at her exquisite form, her breasts wonderfully firm with dark stiff nipples, her flat tummy leading the eye to a fairly thick dark bush, trimmed but still left at its basic natural shape and length. Her pussy lips were already parted and moist, her scent quickly lifting to my nose. She was still aroused from the night before as she ran her palm over her breasts and with the fingers splayed, across her tummy and into her bush. She finger combed herself allowing only the barest of fingertips to touch her skin. Her back arched as she sighed louder than she expected.
At this moment a single girl in her early twenties came and sat on the grass some 20 feet away. All the other benches had been taken. She had a single drink with her and looked as though she was awaiting her partner.
Simone saw her just as she noticed the dark haired beauty sitting opposite me, legs spread and virtually naked. Our new audience had a complete unrestricted view of Simone as her fingers sank into her pussy and her hand began an urgent massaging. Simone was so close anyway, but the added benefit of the girl also watching tipped the scales.
It occurred to me that her domestic arrangements had awakened voyeuristic desires; perhaps this blatant exhibition was just the flip side. Simone and I locked our eyes together as she orgasmed. Her body stiffened, her toes curled and she shuddered, letting out those tiny little breaths, which I would come to adore.
She stayed at her height for ages, jolting and gasping as her fingers relentlessly rubbed her pussy and clitty.
Again I noticed that when she came her pussy lips pursed as if sucking at the air, a little mouth, searching for the absent cock.
Simone passed her climax and started to come down. I leaned into her and kissed her hard as her hands went to my fly. My cock was as hard as nails and sprang out for the two women to see. Simone moaned with me as her delicate hands took hold of my shaft and started to stroke hard and fast. I was bursting and it was only moments before my balls tightened and the rhythmic pumping spurted my cum onto Simone's thighs.
She drew all my sperm out with her squeezing fingers and then tucked me back in. Not bothering to clean herself she redid her dress and we made to leave. The girl who I dimly remember gasping just as I came was still sitting on the grass but frozen in position. Her eyes were glazed and her mouth slightly open. As we left we both heard her say a 'thank you' and then noticed the look on her face as her boyfriend arrived. He looked at her quizzically as she led him slightly out of site, just where we had been.
We walked back to the flat delirious. I wanted her now worst than ever and wondered what would happen when the Pussy Cats returned. My original fantasy thoughts of threesomes and foursomes may or may not come about, but it seemed certain that whilst I was going to be able to watch the Pussy Cats make love, Simone and I were also going to be demonstrating out uninhibited passion for each other.

Part 5: The Play
That night we decided to go out as if on a formal date. One of those going out situations where you make all the traditional efforts. I slipped out and bought flowers, hiding them on my return. I took my time showering, shaving and basically grooming and decided on a smart designer suit. I had made the choice of fashionable restaurant close to the West End and then to find a decent show or play with available tickets.
Once prepared I gave it a few minutes past the hour and proceeded to knock at her bedroom door, flowers in hand. Up to now I had only actually seen Simone dressed in sports gear and a summer dress and nothing. When she opened the door I was speechless. She had chosen a classic little black dress, a simple cut showing off her gorgeous legs encased in black stockings and ending in black suede twoinch court shoes. Her arms were bare and the dress seemed to be making love to her itself.
Then she turned. The back plunged low. Very low, resting in the small of her back. No bra. I had to do it. I slipped my hands under the fabric and held her breasts. She breathed in deeply; her head fell back to rest on me and her nipples stiffened. And on a first date!! I wanted to ask about panties but thought I would leave it, not knowing seemed more exciting.
The evening was wonderful with Simone acting sexy at every turn. In the restaurant her stockinged toes massaged my cock under the table her eyes constantly flashing erotic thoughts to me. The theatre proved a great idea. A cancellation had released a box, high up so that the audience was unable to see us. Trying to watch the play was difficult as a little wine had lifted Simone's sensuality and she seemed to be constantly moving next to me. It was a while before I realised why.
The darkness had hidden her and she had pushed her chair back opening her legs. Lifting the hem to her waist she was slowly running her fingers around her wet slit no panties. A pair of lacy French knickers lay on the floor by her ankles. The stockings were my favourite, soft black nylon toped with lacy hold ups. I forgot the play. I turned my chair to watch her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open as she breathed slowly and deeply. Her fingers were building in their urgency as they slid inside her, out again and around her entire fleshy area. She seemed to be enjoying the fact that I had been initially unaware of her pleasure.
Her eyes opened and she gave me that smile.
I wanted to taste her like nothing else. My cock was in pain as it tried to escape its confines so I loosened my trousers, sliding them off along with everything else. Me stripping clearly excited her. She stopped to watch as I stroked my hard cock, entirely naked in the theatre whilst several hundred people below watched the play. Kneeling in front of her, her face told me everything. I ran my hands over her ankles and slipped her shoes off. Her feet felt beautiful as I guided them to my cock and balls. She knew. As her toes and soles worked wonders on my throbbing shaft, I started kissing and licking her nylon covered knees and thighs. Before long I reached her bare skin and concentrated on the area inside, inches from her pussy. Her scent was intoxicating and her wetness was already running down her thighs.
Simone got wet. Very wet, which I found very erotic. I spent ages softly kissing her inner thighs running my hands over her legs. Her feet continued to rub my cock and as I felt their pressure increase I inched forward and ran my tongue the length of her pussy, starting close to her arse, I licked along her opening slit and rose to her clit. I circled round her throbbing hard nub, avoiding direct contact. I copied this again and again as her breathing became deeper.
Then I opened my mouth and sucked her pussy lips thrusting my tongue into her, her juices ran freely and her hips bucked forward as her hand pressed the back of my head. She was becoming more insistent and I was aware that she was lifting her dress off. By now my cock was bursting, she had managed to maintain her foot ministrations and I was getting close to spurting.
She was now quietly whimpering so I shifted and sucked on her clitty pushing two fingers into her tight pussy, as I finger fucked her and sucked and licked she suddenly lurched forward as the door to the corridor opened and a young woman entered. She carried a tray with interval drinks on it, ones we had ordered and forgotten about. I now lay on my back with my legs open, Simone half straddling my chest but having turned as she fell so she looked directly at the girl. My cock stood upright unable to wilt as the wide-eyed blonde stood there open mouthed.
Simone had the look of a predator about her as she grabbed my shaft and started pumping all the while eye-to-eye with the girl. She seemed about 18, pretty with a slim nicely shaped body, huge tits and hair up in a bun.
In a husky voice Simone said 'Put the tray down and lock the door'. The girl immediately did as she was bid and knelt down before us. The house lights had come on and although we were still out of sight they totally lit up the box. At Simone's instruction the girl opened her blouse and released her front held bra, letting a pair of huge tits bounce forward. Again, under instruction she peeled her pantyhose and knickers off and dropped her short skirt.
Simone placed one hand behind the girl's head with the other still grasping and stoking my cock. They smiled at each other as the blonde's head came down, open-mouthed and swallowed my swollen cock. Unable to speak, I found Simone's pussy with one hand and struggled to find the blonde's with the other. I did and as my fingers entered her already sopping cunny she sucked harder on my cock head, her tongue swirling round with he cheeks squeezing me tight. I had no chance. I felt the familiar building of pressure though this time with immense power.
My balls tightened and as I tried to warn the girl Simone moved her leg and pushed her stocking toes into my mouth. At this I convulsed and exploded, hot jism spurted along my shaft erupting into the blonde's mouth. She didn't flinch but sucked even harder, her fingers digging into my thigh. I carried on spurting longer than ever before filling her soft and yet hard mouth with my cream. I fell back exhausted.
A soft plot seemed to echo in the theatre as she released my cock and Simone then embarked on her first lesbian kiss, not with the Pussy Cats as I had thought may have become the case but with a complete stranger who had just sucked off her new lover. It was a hard, deep, raw kiss with hands frantically searching for pussies. I was stunned when they just fell into a 69 burying their faces into each other's saturated quims. Each clasped the other's arse cheeks and in a remarkably short time, virtually seconds, both came, their bodies stiffening against each other.
After her orgasm the blonde sat up, her hair was down and her face covered in pussy juice, legs open. I had used her pantyhose to wipe my cock so leaving them she hastily dressed and left with out saying a word.
Simone lay on her back, glaze eyed and smiling. I lay next to her and kissed her, tasting the other girls juices.
'I have wondered for ages.... what it would be like' she said ' I love it, I love it, I love it. Are you OK with this?'
'OK with it. Are you serious? I can't believe how lucky I am. I take it the Pussy Cats are now a target.'
'Hhhmmm. Hope so!'
Talking like this had stiffened my cock again and Simone clearly was still in arousal. I moved over her as her hands felt for me, softly stroking me. She lifted her thighs up to grip me under the arms and used my cock head to slide up and down her wet slit. I stayed in that position for ages, loving the feeling of her lips on my bell end and the hard nub of her clitty sliding across it. I eased forward and entered her, pressing myself into her body. Her hands came away and she wrapped her arms around my back as I slowly but with one fluid movement thrust my entire cock into her. She moaned as my balls nestled against her arse and tears flowed from her eyes. Yet she was smiling as usual, that smile that melted me.
'It has been so long since I felt a hard cock in me. So long since I wanted to feel this way' I kissed her tears away, drinking the salty liquid and very slowly drew my cock out, right to the tip where I then re-entered her.
I started to fuck her, not hard my gently. I sensed she wanted it like this. I had cum once and this gave me the reserve to hold on. I don't know how long we were making love in that box but I lasted a long time. She came again, her pussy gripping me and then I sensed a milking sensation, as if millions of tiny hands were drawing my juices from me.
The sensation was indescribable, so tight, her pussy muscles seemed to have a life all of their own. I lost myself and came for the second time during that play; her pussy had found what it had been searching for. I welled up and spurted deep inside her, our orgasms coming simultaneously.

Part 6: Introductions
What can I say? I had found myself in a new relationship that was verging on the blissful. After the play we had gone home and fallen into her bed dropping into sleep quickly. I awoke in the morning to find her naked body curled round me, she was still asleep and my cock had its customary morning erection. I immediate started rubbing myself. There was a thrill in gently masturbating whilst Simone slept, her gorgeous form moulded to me.
Her right thigh rested between my legs allowing my cock to slide over her smooth skin. In my position I could gaze at her exquisite form, from her lovely feet to her soft hair. I felt my self-building to climax and just let it happen. My cock and balls tightened and I spurted white jism in a long slow graceful arc onto her side. It ran in a rivulet down her belly pooling where our bodies pressed together. She stirred, moving even tighter into me as she slowly woke up.
'You randy sod' she said smiling 'last night not enough for?'
'Never enough,' I replied, 'Never!'
She shifted her position and took my softening cock into her mouth, licking around the head, cleaning up my juice. She kept this up as I shrank and continued to suck me, though it had become more of a suckle as I was now flaccid. I love that feeling. I love my cock when soft being sucked.
She sucked hard and pulled her head away lips tight together giving me that wonderful drawn stretched sensation. It was enough and I started to swell again, filling her mouth with my hardening cock. She raised me completely and kept sucking hard as if she was in a race to make me cum. I got close when, laughing, she let me go and jumped up.
'That's your lot, I want you really randy and raring to go for later' she giggled as she headed for the shower.
I lay in her bed breathing hard and felt the deep sense of excitement and anticipation that kicks in when you know that later, she will be impaled on your cock. She returned from the shower and dressed in her gym clothes, grabbed her bag and keys and leant over to kiss me, at the last moment dipping her head and swallowing my cock whole, slowly drawing her mouth up, her tongue lashing me, releasing me with a loud pop.
'Hhhhhhmmmmm,' is all she said as she headed out.
What the hell was I to do. Completely wound up, hard as nails and feeling achingly horny. I decided to shower and dress. My stiff cock would not go down and I was reluctant to touch myself, enjoying the tension. After some breakfast I tried to do some work but all I could see, think about and smell was Simone. I decided to explore the Pussy Cats bedroom. They weren't going to be back until the next day so I felt safe. Their room was delicate.
Pastel colours with a large bed made up with white linen. It was a large room and had plenty of wardrobe and chests. Without thinking I started to.... browse. They had a huge lingerie collection, stacks of clothes and shoes and in several drawers an array of sex toys, magazines and videos.
Then I saw their photographs. Quite clear I was stunned, both were gorgeous. One seemed to be tallish, slim with creamy skin, red hair and bright blue eyes, the other shorter with jet black, long oriental style hair. Both were extremely pretty and it occurred to me that watching these two fuck each other was going to be awesome.
All this only served to remind me of my aching cock. So. I decided not to wait. I flicked on the TV skipping channels until I came to a get fit programme with a dozen women in leotards bouncing around to music.
Stripping I started to rub my shaft in time with the music and their gyrating bodies. After a while I was lost in my own little world, not hearing the door open. Still oblivious to any company I strummed away.
Then it happened. Clearly indicating to any observer that I was close to cumming with my panting, they stepped into view. The Pussy Cats.
Wilted is an understatement. My cock immediately shrank. There I was stark naked, wanking away at lets face it pretty lame visual material, when up pop to women who for all I really knew hated even the sight of cock. I couldn't say anything.
'Hi' said the redhead ' you must be our new flatmate, hey don't mind us, carry on, please enjoy.'
I let go of myself as the shorter one held out her hand and said, 'I'm Julie. This is Kim. Assuming Simmy filled you in you know the score with us. Kim meant it, if you want to carry on wanking, its fine by both of us promise.'
Feeling awkward but strangely aroused my cock; all of its own accord sprang back up. Given the circumstances, carrying on seemed the only thing to do. I thought they would disappear, which Julie did but Kim sat down and started chatting, alternating her gaze between my face, my cock and Julie who I couldn't see. She explained that they had cut their trip short because the resort was crap. Then Julie came back and slipped a video in the machine.
At this they both stood up and wandered into their bedroom with their bags. The video kicked in and I was treated to two lovely blondes in a 69 going hell for leather towards their orgasms.
'A bit better, don't you think?' said Julie as she wandered back into the room. She had taken her clothes off and sat down opposite me wearing only her panties and bra. Her body was wonderful with a deep tan. She lifted one leg up leaning her chin on her knee, which lewdly caused her pussy to eat the thin fabric. I came. Not sure whether or not to be embarrassed or thrilled I came in massive spurts, dumping my white stream on the coffee table.
All the while the Pussy Cats continued chatting away as if everything was normal. Of course to them everything was normal. I got a cloth to clean the table only to return to see the two of them lying on the sofa, kissing and becoming more and more urgent with their caresses.
I watched for a bit and then slunk off into my room. I wanted to watch a lot but really wanted Simone there as well, simply because I knew I couldn't touch and once hard again I would need more than just my own hand.
I did get some work done but only after they had both completed their cries of orgasm and gone out shopping.
When Simone got home I confessed all, glad to be getting it in before they did. She couldn't have taken it better. It wasn't long before they got back and the evening loomed. To begin with we acted quite normally, making coffee with Simone putting a light supper together. Then they disappeared for a while, all three.
When they came back I was taken into the living room and sat down.
'OK' Simone said, 'we have a proposition for you. I didn't just lie about you being the only applicant. Truth is Kim and Julie wanted a man as well. Julie is 23 and still a virgin, at least in the sense of actually shagging a man and although Kim had a boyfriend some years ago she is approaching 30 and wants to have a bit of cock as well. I was to chose primarily for myself and then the girls would decide if you were right for them also. If you weren't it didn't matter if I wanted to keep you. You pass, they want you. You up for it. It means. looking after all of us.'

Part 7: Pussy Cat Pile
OK I hear you. I know it all seems a bit unlikely but that's how it happened. There I was, sitting on the sofa being asked if I would become the shagging stud for a woman who blew my brains (and fortunately my cock) and two lesbians, gorgeous lesbians at that, who wanted 'a bit of cock every now and then'.
The only thing was that I wasn't allowed to initiate anything with the Pussy Cats until they were ready. Apparently they wanted the four of us, as two couples to live together being uninhibited with our lovemaking to each other, although Simone had told them about the theatre box and that she really wanted to have them herself. To begin with I was going to have to watch them pleasure Simone without touching the two of them.
What was I supposed to say ...no thanks I'll nip back to that bedsit with the battle-axe landlady!
That evening was enjoyable. We chatted and generally became friends. I began to wonder just when all the free-swinging sex was going to kick in. The Pussy Cats were snuggled up together and I noticed that as we talked and drank our wine Julie's hand was between Kim's thighs, quite clearly stroking her pussy. Not urgently, not rushed just soft gentle, almost fingertip, caresses across her cotton panties.
Mid conversation Kim stood up and slipped her panties off, revealing a rich carroty muff framed by her pale ivory skin and sat back down, but now with her legs wide open. Julie's fingers continued in the same way, as did the conversation. Simone was simply staring and I could just smell a hint of her intoxicating scent.
Julie noticed first, Kim intently talking directly to me about ancient text translation, and said, 'Simmy darling, come over here.'
Simone needed no further invitation and scampered over. I was now left in an armchair with the three of them right in front of me. Kim smiled and lifted her T-shirt off settling deeper into the sofa, now stark naked. Simone just stopped in front of her kneeling, a little unsure what to do so Julie crawled down onto the floor with her. Taking Simone's hand she placed it between Kim's open thighs. Simone had already had a sudden and explosive introduction to Sapphic love so showed no hesitation. Her fingers went to work drawing a deep sigh from Kim, thrilled at the element of newness for Simone.
Meanwhile, aside from the fact that I was now naked and erect, Julie slipped her own panties and T-shirt off. Naked and clearly trying to hold back her urgency she cuddled in behind Simone, pressing her breasts and pussy against her. Her hands started to explore my lover, fingers combed through her hair then softly traced over her face, running several times around her lips. I wanted to get a better position so moved to clearly see Simone's front. Don't get me wrong, Julie's tanned back, arse and legs with her thick black hair were a sight to behold but I wanted to savour Simone's initiation as much as possible. I know, I know but I thought of this as her initiation.
Simone was wearing a dressing gown and as Julie's fingers slid down her neck and under the collar Simone sighed and let her hands fall to her sides. Kim started to rub her pussy herself, clearly transfixed by Simone whose eyes had closed. The dressing gown fell to the floor revealing Simmy in one go. No slow peeling off of clothes, no tentative fumbling with nervous fingers, her body came into full view. Simone as we know was no stranger to exhibiting herself but the situation was different, charged with an intimacy. She whimpered with anticipated pleasure.
We had lit candles for the evening with the lights off, drunk wine; the atmosphere was deeply erotic and sensuous. Julie's hands moved to Simmy's breasts and cupped them at which she jumped and cried out. Her body visibly shook with tension as Julie massaged her flesh and squeezed her already very erect nipples.
The touching had become more urgent, more definite as both hands slowly pressed into her belly, sinking lower. As the fingers of Julie's right hand slid through Simmy's bush her head lolled and she let out a long deep pent up moan, Julie leant back and softly fell to the floor, pulling Simmy with her.
Julie opened her legs to accommodate Simmy's sweet buttocks now pressing against her hot labia and started a long slow finger and palm massage covering Simmy's entire pussy. She squeezed her lips together trapping her clitty in fleshy walls. Kim slipped off the sofa and moved above Simmy as if a man about to thrust his urgent, aching cock into her.
I was entranced. My gorgeous lover was sandwiched between two incredible women. Kim pressed herself down and kissed Simmy open mouthed, her tongue clearly slicing through her lips. She positioned herself so her wet and now highly sensitive pussy rode Julie's knuckles.
The combined weight seemed to enhance Julie's pleasure as she quickened her rubbing and sucked hard on Simmy's ear. I was stunned to see her free hand blindly lash out as if searching and then grab my cock with an urgency usually only seen at the point of orgasm.
I then realised that Simmy's buttocks must have been right on her clitty and the pressure was raising her need fast. She roughly pumped my cock, no elegance to her rubbing here, a virgin and clearly one never to have reached any petting with boys, her skill was basic at best but balanced by a demanding urgency. And the fact that the three were clearly approaching a simultaneous orgasm.
All three were moaning in chorus, their bodies glistening in the flickering candlelight and all of a sudden they came, together. The timing was amazing, all three went rigid, both Simone and Julie were desperately trying to close and straighten their legs, which caused the three women to rock. Julie's fist squeezed hard as she came as if trying to transpose her climax to me. It did.
On my haunches, cock held by a 23 year old girl who had never held cock I came. A huge orgasm, I groaned loudly as I spurted thick cum which landed in sticky lines on all three women. Julie released me and flopped, as did the other two, limp and sated.
I moved back and perched on the edge of a chair, my cock still twitching and dripping cum, not taking my eyes from the women. Simone looked at me and flashed that smile; the Pussy Cats were kissing behind Simmy's head. Simmy disentangled herself and dipped her fingers into Kim's pussy then into Julie's, both still wet, then her own saturated quim.
Moving over she curled into the chair with me and pushed her fingers, covered in all three pussy creams into my mouth. The taste was exquisite. It seemed like a blooding at an initiates first fox hunt. As if it was the ink on a contract, signed and sealed. The Pussy Cats had seen it. As they rolled over to us we slipped to the floor and for a while the four of us lay together, entwined, basking in our subsiding climaxes and the knowledge that we were safe to be four sexual creatures, bound as one.

Part 8: The Taking of Julie
After the last episode life settled into a routine of four people coming and going to work and basically shagging all over the place. It is amazing how quickly you can accept what would usually be considered, say, eccentric, as perfectly normal. To begin with I didn't have any sexual contact with the Pussy Cats as such. Julie, having gripped my cock previously was fascinated and at times would touch and stroke but limited herself to just that. Each time though it proved electric from my point of view. There was a look of nervous wonder in her face and this just heightened my excitement.
There were so many scenes it is impossible to tell them all. As Simone had said on our first meeting the Pussy Cats really did just go for it whenever and wherever. They would tumble in the front door after work, giggling, fall to the hall floor and make love passionately, semi clothed, get up afterwards and carry on as if nothing had happened. One time I was just coming out of the kitchen, when one of their fall in the floor escapades was starting.
As they rolled I tripped and fell, ending up in such a position that I could neither stand or crawl out since we had become tangled. They ignored me. I was only wearing boxer shorts and T-shirt. I lay back and simply enjoyed. Don't ask what position we were in, it was just a tangle of limbs and torsos with the two of them in a vague 69. At least both had their mouths to pussies.
My face was inches from Kim's as she went to work on Julie's pussy. My cock was trapped against a stocking thigh, which kept rubbing me. I didn't cum; both girls came quickly and got up leaving me on the floor with a raging hard on, both thinking it was funny.
On another occasion, I was making toast in the kitchen. It was morning and Julie and Kim were having their breakfast at the table. Simone darted in from her shower, still naked, knelt in front of me and started to suck my cock. I leant against the worktop becoming breathless as her tongue worked its way around my shaft. Leaning forward I couldn't see her, just feel. Her mouth must have looked a blur as she took me into mouth fast, pumping herself up and down, sucking hard, her cheeks squeezing me. I came very quickly; she swallowed and ran out again. Not a word was said.
As I said I fell into this quickly. One evening, we were all watching telly. Mid conversation I took my turn by kneeling between Simone's thighs and burying my face in her pussy. I probed her soft flesh with my tongue, licking along her lips and sucking her whole labia into my mouth, still using my tongue to lick her. She tried to ignore me and carry on talking. I felt her hands on the back of my head though; she wasn't ignoring me that much.
I like doing this and can lose myself between her thighs. I am happy to stay there for ages, bringing her close, letting her fall back and repeating many times. I tend to lose track of anything else and was caught by surprise when I felt a naked body press against my naked back and hands take hold of my balls and cock. Simone kept wriggly and as her thighs raised, I caught a glimpse of red hair. Kim was behind me and it was apparent that she did know how to stroke cock.
Her lips came close to my ear, she whispered, 'Do you want to do that to Julie?"
I did. This time as Simmy started to pass over the edge I let her go, she bucked and cried out as her pussy puckered and sucked on my tongue. Easing away from her, my face covered in her juices I saw that Julie had sat next to her, legs open. I moved along to be in front of her, then it hit me.
Kim was still moulded to my back, her hands working wonders on my stiff cock and as I looked round, Simmy had positioned herself flat on her back, head looking straight up to Kim's pussy. I felt Kim stiffen round me, squeeze me harder as Simmy's mouth kissed me on the lips! The thing was though, I was about to be the first man to taste Julie. I have to say I was a bit nervous.
Julie was beautiful. Very toned and firm with largish breasts her skin was darkly tanned, her long black hair flowed around her. She had placed her feet on my shoulders letting her knees fall outwards. Her pussy was totally exposed. Trimmed, her bush was black and thick like her hair but her slit was pronounced and was clearly visible with an enormous clitty, hard as nails sticking out. I moved in. All nervousness vanished as I tasted her. She was like wine, a full-bodied red, a deep sweet musky taste and scent, strong and intoxicating.
I spent time simply licking her lips, parting them with the tip of my tongue, sliding down to lick the delicate sensitive skin beneath, just in front of her anus, rising again to circle her clitty.
She became insistent and I drew that hard stalk into my mouth, an inch long I sucked on her, which made her hips buck. This girl was well used to be eaten, so I was delighted when her juices freely flowed but I also think that having a man for the first time between her thighs did act as an additional stimulus.
I wanted to bring her to orgasm, Kim was still glued to me though now softly stroking my bursting cock. I could sense that she was concentrating on the tongue between her lips. Suddenly Kim pulled away.
'Wait' she said, 'Julie....how do you feel?'
'Ready.'
'OK, Cam, Simmy, come to our bedroom.'
I knew where this was going. Julie eyes said it all. Obviously we had been building to this, I knew that. We all went into the bedroom where Kim pulled the duvet from the bed and eased Julie onto it. Julie readily lay back with her legs spread. Kim and Simmy lay either side of her holding her like two bookends. Kim looked at me, standing at the floor of the bed, naked and erect.
'This girl is my lover' she said 'she is my life, my breath, my heartbeat. No man has even touched her save you. She wants to feel cock inside her, hot pulsing cock, living flesh and she wants to feel you spurt yourself in her belly' Julie's eyes were wide with lust.
I knelt then supported my self over her. Kim's hand took hold of my throbbing cock and guided me to her lover's lips. Simmy's hand gripped my balls. Julie had been entered before, fingers, dildos but this was clearly different.
The head of my cock touched her. Kim very slowly used the end of my cock to rub her slit and clitty. I was straining to control myself. Then her hand inched me forward. Julie's eyes were fixed to mine her mouth open as I eased forward. He lips parted and my head slipped inside. She cried out and breathed raggedly. Her arms tightened around the two other women, Kim's fingers took hold of Julie's clit, releasing me to slide into her lover.
I took my time, slowly, inching into her. She shuddered and twitched constantly and then I was there. Fully buried, to the hilt. Simmy's hand massaged around my balls and Julie's anus. Kim, her fingers flat, was squashed between us but on her hard nub. Julie lifted her arms and took my head in her hands, lifting her face to mine we kissed. Our mouths met tentatively and then more urgently. I began to pull back, slowly savouring her incredibly tight walls as they held me, vice like.
Then I fucked her, long steady stokes, building to a fast constant thrusting, kissing deeply all the time, Kim's hand working hard circles around her clit, I sensed Simmy slip her finger into Julie's anus, lubricated but her stream of juices. I felt a welling up inside of me at the same time as Julie began to spasm, she was crying out with every thrust and the relentless rubbing from Kim. Julie arched her back and went rigid, her arms crushed around me, her pussy strangled my cock as she herself thrust her hips to me.
I held fast as I felt my hot cum traveled through my tightening balls, up my shaft. I felt as if there was a moment of plugged pressure and then and explosion as I spurted into Julie. I groaned and went rigid myself unable to control anything, I jerked, lost completely not just in intense pleasure but way back in my mind, the knowledge of taking this woman for the first time.
It seemed to last for hours then we both slumped. I fell on her, drained. We were both covered in sweat. She lay there, still breathing fast and shallow. Kim was crying, not with any sense of loss of sadness. She was smiling with a look of pure joy. I kissed her and then Simmy. I was still hard and could feel every twitch, every aftershock in Julie's pussy but I slipped out of her. As I did she looked at me and smiled mouthing a thank you, then rolled into Kim's arms. Their love seemingly cemented even more.
Simmy was glazed. We both left our lovers lying together and went to her room. We made love. Slowly, gently and seemed ourselves to draw closer to one another.