Shula’s Indiscretions - Part 9.
Soon enough the fateful Saturday arrived. Shula’s head was full of so many things. Above all else, what if she degraded herself by doing this and things didn’t improve with Darren? What if they were worse? The. She told herself things couldn’t get much worse than they were and had actually improved a bit.
Mid morning, Darren went off to drop Hope with his parents then came back with the car and told Shula to be ready by four. He then walked to the local pub to meet the ‘three twats’ as Shula imagined them. She hadn’t seen any of them since their wedding. Sean and Brendan were both married. She felt very conflicted about that, but couldn’t really moralise bearing in mind what she’d done.
Shula put a roast dinner on to cook and readied herself. She was absolutely immaculate. Hair, makeup, every part of her perfectly smooth, waxed, shaved and moisturised. Perfect, very expensive french tipped nails on her toes and fingers. She misted herself with her best perfume. Then at about three thirty, a little early, and without warning they arrived.
Shula’s heart pounded as she heard the front door open. She walked out into the hall wearing only her tiny thong and a smile. “Good afternoon gentlemen.” She said. Please come through to the lounge and take a seat while I get you some drinks.
The guys (except Darren) couldn’t take their eyes off of her. They studied every inch. They muttered things like ‘gorgeous’ and ‘stunning’ under their breaths. She might as well have been totally naked. The tiny thong was see through and her pussy lips were clearly visible. Shula felt totally exposed and vulnerable. Like a pray animal amongst a pack of hungry lions.
Once they’s sat in the lounge Shula went to the kitchen and poured four ice cold beers into the pre chilled glasses she’d also put in the fridge. She took them through to the lounge/diner on a tray and put them on the coffee table before passing them individually to the guys. They all said ‘Thank you Shula.’ or ‘Thank you gorgeous.’.
Shula went to sit down on one of the dining room chairs at the other end of the room but Darren said “Shula. Could you be a darling and take Brendan upstairs? He hasn’t had sex for about a month and he’s very excited.” Shula’s heart pounded almost out of her chest. She replied “Of course Darren.” and approached Brendan who had a stupid looking grin on his face. She took Brendan’s beer glass from him, put it on the coffee table and took him by the hand leading him towards the stairs. She climbed the stairs with him following. “Perfect arse.” he said.
When they got to the bedroom Shula asked if Brendan would like her to go outside while he undressed. He said “No. Just take my clothes and fold them for me.” Shula did as she was told. Then Brendan, now standing naked, said “Come here.”. Shula didn’t find him particularly attractive. He was Darren’s age. He had a bit of a belly and a hairy chest, but a bald head. He had a fair sized cock and balls, bigger than Darren’s but a fair bit smaller than Ron’s had been.
Brendan put his arms around her and pulled her towards him so that their bodies pressed together. She tried her best to relax and not show that she didn’t like him. He french kissed her and he smelled of beer. His hands were all over her and didn’t take too long to find her snatch. She wasn’t wet and his probing fingers didn’t trace smoothly along her slit.
“You need warming up.” said Brendan pushing her back onto the bed. He pulled her thong down and she manoeuvred her legs to make it easy for him to take off, pointing her toes in a dainty way as it came off over her feet. She laid back and parted her legs in the way Brendan was guiding them. His head went down between her legs and she felt a warm tongue brush over her outer lips, before easing between them.
Brendan was actually an expert at eating pussy and she relaxed into things imagining Ron or an old boyfriend Shula actually felt a little turned on. After a few minutes Brendan started to use his fingers as well as his mouth. Again, he was quite adept and Shula’s cunt dutifully readied itself for penetration. When he was ready he positioned himself on top of her ready for missionary and pushed inside without a condom. He fucked her hard and she wrapped her legs around him pulling him in. After about ten minuted he orgasmed and unloaded an absolutely prodigious quantity of cum inside her. She actually let out a little laugh and said “Whoa! Do you feel better for that?” A sweaty and out of breath Brendan replied “Thanks, that was fucking great.”
Brendan dressed and went downstairs. Shula squatted down by the bed holding a tissue under herself and drained as much of Brendan’s semen out of her as she could. She then cleaned around her pussy with a wet wipe, found her little thong and put it back on before going downstairs. As she went into the lounge the guys were all chatting and laughing. She heard the word slut just before she got into the room but they all went quiet when she walked in. She announced “Darren, I need to work on dinner now, if that’s ok.” and he nodded. She went through to the kitchen. |
