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By *urvitlots OP Man
over a year ago
Glasgow/Edinburgh |
Well there I was, spent and needing a way to support myself with my trousers and boxers down at my knees. I heard footsteps approaching the close behind me and to my right and I quickly tried to pull up my boxers and trousers as I heard the footsteps get louder.
They quickened and got louder as they got nearer and I could soon tell it was a woman footsteps. ' Is that you Iona?' Irene said.
'Yep, it's just me Irene, relax. Have you milked him?' she said.
'Haven't I just' said Irene, 'He gushed down my throat but I bet there is still some left for you'.
'Well piss of then as we agreed and let me have my turn and we'll see you at the Argyll in ten minutes or so" said Iona.
Irene moved away and Iona settled herself in front of me. She was about the same height, a little taller than Irene, but still a good few inches shorter than me even with her high heel boots. She fixed her eyes on mine, pursed her bright red lips, took my head in her hands and roughly pressed her lips against mine. I could feel our teeth through the kiss and whilst a little rougher than I was used to, it was really a turn on.
Iona pulled my head towards her and increased the intensity of the kiss.
At the same time she moved her right leg between mine and her thigh pressed against my groin. Despite spending my load only a matter of minutes ago, I could feel myself harden, animal instincts of 'this is too good to miss out on' taking over.
Iona, released me from her kiss and began to move down my chest and stomach. I hadn't had time to properly pull up my boxers and trousers and so was still exposed. Iona's right hand took hold of my by now hard cock and began to stroke it. Her head and mouth were close enough for me to feel their presence but far enough away for me to want more. Iona continued to rub me , she was kneeling by now in a similar position to Iona, but she was more of a tease. Given I'd ejaculated a good syringe full I was able to hold on for a bit longer. This gave me opportunity to reach down and stroke the front of her breasts, enough to feel her nipples harden.
Her tongue on my penis was beginning to have an irreversible effect, and I could feel the pressure building in my balls and through my shaft. I twas just too much for me too soon to hold out and manage my orgasm.
'Fuck it' I thought, 'not another quick cum'. The whole situation was so erotic and new to me that I couldn't help but lose control early. I opened my hand on the back of her head and kept her mouth over my cock. She had a different style to Irene, much more tongue flicking and I could feel her tongue lick on my frenulum and in the underside of my head.
Although it must only have been 20 mins max since I came in Irene's mouth, I was on the verge with Irene. I pushed her towards me again. I could feel the spunk build in my shaft I eased my cock out of her mouth and kept it only an inch or so away from her pursed lips. I could feel the intensity build and then release. With a loud 'Arghhhhhh, mmmmm' I spurted over her pursed lips. As the orgasm took hold I wavered a little and the spurts sprayed from her lips to her left cheek and into her hair and then up onto her top lip, nose and on her cheek just below her eye.
Iona moaned and used her tongue to guide all the ejaculate into her mouth. I had an irresistable urge to kiss her whilst her mouth was still covered in cum. I'd not tasted cum before and it was quite pleasurable, salty with a slight metallic taste and a slimy but pleasurable texture. Iona's tongue made sure I had my fill.
'Come on then' she said 'We better get on to the pub before anyone gets too suspicious. You need a rest anyway before I take your cock in my pussy whilst you are licking out the cum you have deposited in Irene. You need to recuperate a little for later on'.
I was stunned but had enough sense to pull up my boxers and trousers, struggling to put my still hard cock inside my boxers. As I tried to do so, a big globule of cum squeezed out onto my trousers, leaving a telltale wet patch sign of a cock that had seen some recent action. The wet patch on my light brown trousers was pretty obvious, given the end of my cock was pointing upwards and right around my right pocket.
'Off to the pub then' I said, 'I need some Guinness to replenish my cum stock'.
'Remember we both want you later' said Iona, 'so you better get prepared'.  |
