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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Our plans for a special gardener had taken a long time to come to fruition, after months of discussing and fantasising about a special birthday treat we had for each other. We agree to advertise online in the vain hope that we might find our ideal playmate for an ideal day
We stipulate:
Must be tall, over 6ft, Rugby player or swimmers build and tanned.he must be bi curious, inexperienced but wanting to try everything.
We are bombarded with replies, most of which are immediately deleted as they are unsuitable. At first we check every day for the right response with little to show for our careful planning and start to lose any hope after two months of disappointment and the day itself getting closer.
We can hardly believe it when one evening Beatrice turned on the pc and called me over to see a mail we have received. A polite and well written mail is from a young man calling himself Henryk, we deduce from the grammar that English is not his first language but other than that he is very eloquent in his writing and impresses us with his honesty and openness in his mail. He has been studying in the UK for his phd in Marine Biology, at 28 he is a mature student and shows no signs of the immaturity we experienced with earlier respondents.
After long sessions of e-mails to channel his thoughts into ours we had a meeting over lunch to ensure we have every detail right. We arrived at a big country pub / restaurant and sat in a quiet corner waiting in anticipation. When he entered we were immediately impressed as he was even better looking than the pictures we had seen so far. He was about 6'2" and looked quite athletic under the slim cut shirt and dark denim jeans he wore that accentuated his manhood tightly. His hair was a dark sandy blonde and was in a trendy spiky chop style so popular with Scandinavians of his age. He had the strong Viking features her would expect for someone from Copenhagen with blue eyes that seemed very warm and open. We chatted nervously over lunch as we could not stop thinking about all our fantasies and the young man in front of us who appeared to fit into all our scenarios.
We were even more impressed when he insisted on picking up the bill and went to the bar to pay, while he was away Beatrice looked me in the eyes with a broad smile and said just one word - "YES!"
We walked to the car park and we told him we would be in touch nearer the day to confirm if we have chosen him to be our playmate, still wanting to keep an air of suspense and exclusivity about us. As we parted company he shook my hand and Beatrice’s and kissed her on both cheeks as is his usual custom. Beatrice pulled him closer and kissed him on the lips and said ' I am sure we will be seeing you soon Henryk, make sure you keep your tan topped and your gardening skills are tip top because I have a heavy workload for some lucky boy'. As she pulled away Beatrice couldn’t help brushing her hand against his crotch to make sure that her message had been received and understood and her confirmation was a hot lump of flesh in his tight crotched jeans
Two weeks passed and a heatwave settled over the country in late in June, we were able to make arrangements for him to arrive at our house at 1pm on the 29th.
At exactly 1pm he arrived, tight khaki shorts and a sports vest contrasting against his brown sun kissed skin. We greet him dressed in matching robes, show him to the garden and instruct him how thoroughly the lawn has to be cut - we want stripes in it and the edges razor crisp. As I instruct him with his task Beatrice dreamily looked into his eyes thinking how gorgeous he was and for a second lost control and stroked yher hand against his thigh running it up and cupping his manhood, he was hard as rock immediately!
I finish my instructions and put my hand on hers, sharing a feel of him as I say, 'come along darling, we have other things to do right now'
we retire to the kitchen and prepare a jug of pimms with lots of ice which takes ages as we keep stealing peeks at our new garden ornament; his skin glistens in the sun as he paces up and down with the mower, his vest already discarded and his herng lithe body making us exchange knowing looks during our long silences. Beatrice was captivated by his body art, his left nipple pierced and he had a tattoo of a Viking princesses face tattooed on his shoulder, it was very beautifully done and looked almost like a photograph stuck on his skin, the bright blue eyes and pouting red lips of the woman are strangely lifelike.
We then retire to the bed in the conservatory and recline with a pimms to watch our adonis. Under our robes we are completely naked, we stare as he walks away from us admiring his tight peachy bottom and every time he turns round with the mower his eyes meet ours, he is on fire and our next distraction is the throbbing bulge in his shorts that can only just be seen behind the mower. It is a tease not to make it obvious and crane our necks to follow the stroking motion his penis makes as he walks towards us and then his pert bottom as he walks back up the garden.
He immaculately mows the lawn and then attends to the edges, bending over showing his behind so beautifully, his strong thighs flexing as he trims. By now we are both itching with excitement, both wet and incandescent with desire, we keep resisting touching each other apart from holding hands, sending signals to each other when a wave of lust sweeps over us with a squeeze and a look.
We tease ourselves further by resisting to tell him to throw everything down and come join us, but then Beatrice played her girlie cheat card by taking out a glass of pimms to him, a lightness in her step as she approaches him says it all to me. I resist telling her to stop just so I can watch as she switches her stance from one leg to the other, her eyes like a teenagers as she watched him drink the pimms with beads of sweat running off him in tight beads just like he has stepped out of a calendar.
I can see that Beatrice is hardly able to control herself as she asked him if he felt as hot as she is right now, rubbing her brow in mock exhaustion. I call her back, saying there is an urgent phone call for her from work - the look on her face is half thunder, half frustration as her pace back to the house. By the time Beatrice arrived back in the house and realised that I was fibbing as the phone was on the receiver she had a huge grin on her face knowing that she deserved the wind up as she was in danger of jumping ahead of our plans. She tried not to run back to the conservatory so as not to miss any more action and when she arrived back she finds that I have told young Henryk that if he feels that hot he should continue in just his tight jockey pants
We share a deep kiss to try and quell our desires and symbolise that we are about to enhance our love further as only we know how
We watch him in his pants as he tidies away, his penis sticking out and a shiny pre-cum patch spreading intensively as he works. We then go out to the garden and inspect his trimming and cutting. Beatrice manages to find a little edge where he has missed some small blades of grass and calls him over. She points his error out and admires him closely as he obediently bends in front of her to correct his ways. Beatrice quickly moves close to him and stands right behind his taught ass as he over emphasises the extra trimming she has ordered while he pushes back against her making her want to fuck him there and then, she pulled him tight against her by the waistband of his pants so she could grind her pussy against him and he gave her a response of complete horny submission as he wriggled himself back against her mound.
Beatrice pulled back and slightly to one side; with one hand she held the back of his neck, saying 'You have disappointed me Henryk, that just will not do' just as her other hand landed firmly on his taught buttocks, another sharp smack had both cheeks showing a twin red hand mark to the first,
four more whacks had his bottom glowing beautifully in the sun, her handprints only the start of the impressions she would leave on him this special birthday. She told him to stay bent over and stood back to admire her own new art work. A warm smile spreads across her face that was slightly twisted by the sensations of pleasure between her legs.
'There - 6 of the best you bad boy!' her voice strong and husky, 'Do you know how important it is to obey me at all times in future?'
His head hangs slightly as he replies a gentle 'Yes'
I called them both over to the shower we had rigged up in the garden saying that we needed to wash all the dust and sweat away from her birthday toy and cool down his reddened peaches. Beatrice took his hand and pulled him down the garden to me, she picked up the ‘shower’ which was really nothing more than a hose pipe and sprinkler that we had rigged up. Beatrice snatched the sprinkler as she couldn’t wait to drench him with cold water to increase her teasing punishment for his untidy work. I took his pants off with a tug and she immediately felt her pussy twinge as she saw his engorged penis escape like a spring. It was a fine example, a good eight inches and thick with a lovely foreskin that had a trail of per-cum running down to the floor. Her aim was as accurate as a sniper as she turned on the shower and stung his hot cock and balls with cold water, making him gasp out loud, her robe was already on the floor as she walked towards him spraying him all over, loving the patterns of the water as it danced in the sunlight across his skin. I handed her a penis shaped bar of soap we had acquired especially for the occasion, his eyes light up as he saw it - Beatrice handed me the shower so I could continue the spray while she rubbed his chest with the slippery 10" soap cock, she wanked his rampant penis gently as she teased his body all over with the soap, around his neck, under his chin, round his cheeks and mouth, the soap cock gliding over him as she caressed his cock and balls. He explored her breasts with panting breath, almost swooning like a girl as she timed his squeeze of her nipples with the soapy penis being slipped between his firm buttocks, his mouth gaped as she teased his pert virgin anus with her special love weapon.
By this time I have stripped off and my cock is as hard as his as I stand with the shower in one hand and the fingers of the other tease and stroke my swollen glans. Beatrice wanked his penis firmly and passed me the soap as she now used her fingers to soap his tight pussy, her hand being squeezed by his tight cheeks as she explored him, she look round and was encouraged that he groans as I rub my swollen glans against his, he grabs the back of my neck and kisses me fully on the lips in a long french kiss and as this happens Beatrice finds the resistance of his muscles relax as her finger glides into him. She made sure that he did not become resistant by taking both our hard cocks in her hand and begin to kiss lick and suck them in turn as she frigged his tight pussy with her soapy fingers. Beatrice found herself being taken over in waves of ecstasy as her mouth became juicy and frothy with the collective pre cum that she was sucking out of us as she rubbed our wet slimy cocks together. She took the soap out of my hand and slowly concentrated her efforts on his cock, increasing the intensity of her fellatio as she pushed the soapy cock into him - his cum exploded in her mouth and she had to pull back a little as it hit the back of her mouth, I see my chance and stoop down to swallow the cum that Beatrice can’t handle until she rejoined me to share the rest of his hot creamy love juice in a long french kiss over the head of his beautiful manhood.
We dried ourselves off as we suddenly felt a little chilled as the action declined and ceased to be a barrier to the sensation of the cold water. We then returned to the conservatory and finished our pimms before I pulled out a bottle of massage oil. Come on Birthday girl, this is her day I say as I beckoned Beatrice to our day bed. Her face could not hide the excitement she was feeling as she lay face down and her body was soon being massaged by two horny men, her back, bottom thighs and legs were lovingly stroked and teased so magically she may have fallen asleep if it wasn't for the fire going on in her pussy. Beatrice couldn’t see, but from the sensations of the massage she was suspicious that not all four hands were in contact with just her body at all times and became even more turned on when she realise that she cannot see which one is playing with cock at the same time as massaging her.
When asked to turn over she was greeted with the evidence that she was right, two boys playing with each other’s cocks - happy birthday Beatrice she thought. She soon had us taking it in turns to massage her while she sucked the other ones penis. As I watched the warm horny glow spreading across her face as she sucked the her herng man’s penis I couldn’t resist to bury my face between her legs and seek her tasty love honey, my tongue only has to flick across her bead a few times to make an orgasm burst inside. ‘Ooh YES! - make me cum some more, I am aching’ cried Beatrice, I lay down on the bed and pulled her across me, her immediate reaction was to push her clit against my tongue and I heard her groan as she sucked his cock while wanking mine. I continued to rotote and gyrate my tongue in response to her frantic rhythm as her pussy gushed cum into my mouth, just as I swallow and recover from my little gift I feel him kneel behind her - as I return my tongue to its work his thick penis slides into her pussy flooding my mouth once more. His cock slides against the tip of my nose as it slides back and forth, its strokes are transferred onto the end of my penis as Beatrice’s muffled groans can be felt on the head of my cock.
Just as I start to feel that I can’t hold out and from the speed of his cock tells me that neither can he, she sprang up and said ' Stop - I want him in his place – with me riding him' - Our herng man obediently falls on the bed and she greedilly straddled him, holding his cock impatiently as she slid onto him. I watched as she rode him knelt down behind her; I parted her buttocks slightly and licked her anus sweetly as another cum shuddered through her. I was transfixed by looking at his balls and watching them glisten with her cum before returning my attention to her pert anus with my tongue, she welcomed this by leaning forward onto him and he took both her breasts his hands to steady her - I forced my tongue right into her and lapped her loudly as her pussy spasmed continually. She threw her head back and say 'Oh god, fuck me there - I want her both inside me – don’t lick!, stop it and fuck my arse now please!' She just had to be obeyed at this point as she had a fierce look in her eyes.
I jumped to my knees immediately and slowly offered my hard cock against her, gently I felt my way inside her not wanting to spoil the moment with any over enthusiasm, this caution was needless though as she ground down on his penis with her pussy and took mine into her at the same time. She let out a muffled scream as her sensations were overwhelmed with lust and abandonment. The feeling of two men’s penises rubbing against each other was so new and also so intoxicating. My senses were in freefall as I felt her tight bum squeezing against me and the tip of my penis rubbed against his as she writhed on the two of us, slapping our balls together riding like a woman possessed making us both explode simultaneously inside her, the noise of our mutual ecstasy reverberating in the conservatory as in the background the sun shone on our glistening bodies. We collapsed into a heap together panting, in total silence we caressed and stroked one another sharing the moment of such a momentous experience.
After a short time I rise and say that I will run her a bath so she can recover fully from the events before we have something to eat afterwards. I run her a big bath and add special essential oils to soothe her glowing body, I make sure there are fresh towels laid out and a glass of champagne with the rest of the bottle on ice by the side of the bath before I return down stairs. As I enter the conservatory I am greeted with the fantastic sight of Beatrice lying back on the bed with her legs wide open and Henryk croutched between her thighs attending to her pussy with his mouth. I stood in silence as I was taken aback by the sight of her face, her eyes half closed and a murmur coming from her pursed lips as he licks the cum out of her, he holds her legs to tip her further back - I have to move round to make sure I don't miss what I think he is going to do next. She shudders as he licks her anus and I see the trail of my cum that had flowed down her cheeks get greedilly licked up. The scent of both mens musk seems to have him addicted to licking her. He then slips two fingers into her and returns his tongue to her clit, rotating his fingers and tongue rhythmically turning her murmur into groans of delight. By this time she has been stimulated so much she has to sit up and cry no more - she wants to savour the evening too and she is just a little anxious to take time to recompose herself and return refreshed and play a more dominant role later. After all, it was her day and so far Beatrice had just not been bossy enough.
I remind her that cold champagne and a warm bath await her upstairs and she takes this as an ideal moment to retreat and plan her revenge for what that naughty Viking boy had been up to.
Beatrice slid into the bath and drink a glass of champagne slowly as she recalled what has happened so far and how she is going to be the boss when she next returns to her men. It is a dream like state that falls over her as she sits, sips and ponders.
Meanwhile, downstairs I have given Henryk our matching outfits for the evening, tight black shorts, false cuffs and collar and bow tie - we were dressed for dinner and waiting to attend her every whim. As we dressed he keeps looking down at my cock, I can tell that he was fascinated when I took his cum in my mouth earlier and I was intrigued to see how curious he had become now that he been fingered by her and sucked by me. I did not need wonder for long as he stooped down in front of me saying that he had never been so close to a cock before, he took my penis and sucks it into his mouth, I respond by becoming rock hard again in seconds, he takes it out of his mouth, holding it and admiring how hard and shiny it is again with such little effort from him. He slowly licks me from head to balls up and down then swallows me again rolling his tongue around my helmet as he sucks sweetly. I look down and he is wanking his cock furiously - the pre-cum river falling down to the floor again - what a horny fucker this Viking boy is I thought.
Before I orgasmed again I slid him back on the bed and took him in my mouth to return his pleasure, I reapeated his actions and also showed him how to smooch a kiss across his glans that made him shudder, I climbed over him so I was squatting over him hoping for a response - I immediately felt him grip my cock and suck it straight down. Hmm I thought – he’s hooked! We were locked in a 69 for ages, softly and firmly fellating one another, I decided to try a little further and moistened my fingers, took his cock back into my mouth and gently rub his tight pink opening with my glistening digits. At first he puckered right up and stopped his sucking, then relaxed as I smoothly stroked his tight lips into submission. He sucked me even deeper and sighed as I explored him, careful just to tease and leaving him wanting more. It was a dreamy moment that was disturbed by the sound of heels entering the conservatory.
'Well, well, it looks like my dirty boys can’t wait for me to arrive before they start the party going' We break from our distractions to see that she is magnificently dressed with stockings and heels, her hair raven and shining like gloss, her eyes like deep pools and her lips like ripe strawberries.
Get up the pair of you (the champagne has fired her with confidence) make yourselves decent and get on with the dinner, we both make a bashful move to the kitchen when she says 'not you Henryk, you can come and sit by me and be my dogsbody, it will keep you away from mischief'
Beatrice guides him into the lounge and tells him to dress properly as she reclines on the sofa. He dons his butler outfit and motions towards sitting next to her - not there she says as he half squats over the sofa – ‘I said dogsbody - on the floor there - bad boy' as she claps her hands sharply he sits immediately. 'There, your learning, now go and switch the TV on and find something for me to watch’. I can hear this from the kitchen and can't help but laugh a little as she bosses him around, making him change channels then blame him that she does not like the programme. He is then given miniscule tasks to do tidying one thing or another, each time he sits back down on the floor next to her he is there for no more than ten seconds before she is giving him another chore.
The only thing that disturbed her fun was a phone that kept buzzing, it was a minor distraction at first but it was persistent. We had made sure our phones were off before we started so there could only be one phone left on.
'Henryk' Beatrice says sharply 'Go and get your phone, if it is switched on you had better have a good reason'
Henryk goes to his bag and retrieves his phone 'Give it to me' she says – ‘let’s see, what is all this noise - ah twenty text messages'
Henryk makes a grab for the phone but she slaps his hand away and say 'don’t you dare! sit back down and be a good boy' - he waits half a second then sits.
Her open the messages - they are all from the same contact - someone called 'SANNE' - 'who is Sanne she asks'
'It is pronounced Sann-ah' Henryk replies, 'she is my girlfriend'
'Oooh looks like your being missed Henryk' she says as she opens and read his texts - the last one asking one thing - 'where are you Henryk?'
'Did you tell Sanne where her are today' she asks
'No' he replies
'Oh dear darling, what does she look like I wonder?' - Beatrice opens the contact details to be greeted with the face of the Viking princess tattooed on Henryk’s back. Her inner psyche twitches as she see’s that the tattoo is a clumsy resemblance to the stunning beauty she looks at now.
'Hmmm Henryk she is stunning, does she know what a sexy cock sucking man you are darling'
'We talk about doing these things together, I have always been unsure and came today to learn'
'Oh I see, we are her practice lessons are we' Beatrice’s eyes are half shut as she thinks out her next move.
'Stay there you!' is her only order as she retires upstairs and proceeds to send text messages to Sanne pretending to be Henryk, being evasive about where he is, teasing her that he could be doing the bad things that they talk about in bed, her replies get more and more abusive as Beatrice declines all the calls she tries to make. Beatrice can tell that there is also a mixture of excitement in her replies as she interrogates him by text and the responses coming back to her like no man could ever tease.
Eventually Beatrice called her, her heart was in her mouth as her phone rings once and then she is greeted with 'Henryk you big bastard where are you, I am pissed off with your teasing and if you have been and done our secret on your own I will be so mad at you!!'
Beatrice held her breath for a second and said 'Hello Sanne, Henryk is a little busy right now' a stunned silence follows, then 'Who are you? - where is Henryk?'
There then follows a long telephone call that starts with difficulty but soon becomes smoother as both women realise that they get on and in one way or another had been done over by the bad Viking downstairs; to Beatrice he was supposed to be a special treat and was using her birthday to 'try things out'. To Sanne he had gone to explore first and wanted to try the fruit before she did. They both came to the conclusion that both their best revenge for his silly behaviour could be meted out jointly. Beatrice gave her directions and asked how long it would take her to drive over. 'Normally an hour to get ready and half an hour to drive - give me forty minutes and tell him he is going to be dealt with'. 'Certainly darling, I really look forward to watching that'
Beatrice returned downstairs to find dinner served and an obedient Henryk sat on the floor looking very dejected. 'Your phone is switched off upstairs Henryk, I am afraid you will only get it back when you leave, all those text messages interrupted my evening' she says - his response is a smile as he thinks he is still in some way able to make excuses to his girlfriend.
We join at the table and have light dinner of sea food and salad, Henryk remarking that it is similar to the food back home in Denmark. Beatrice smiles to herself thinking that another reminder from Denmark will soon be kicking his ass.
As I serve up a fresh fruit cock............tail
the door bell rings as I get up to answer the door Beatrice says, ‘oh let me go - it might be a parcel for me.’ I am a little puzzled as it is too late for deliveries and any delivery driver will be getting the sight of his life if she answers the door dressed as she is. She discreetly closes the lounge door so we cannot see who is there, nothing is suspicious until the lounge door re-opens and Henryk's face looks as if it will fall off as a stunningly beautiful blond enters the room.
'Darling, this is Sanne' Beatrice announces, 'Sanne this is my lover Sebastian - I think you already know Henryk'
My mouth falls agog almost as much as Henryk's when I realise what this could mean.
'Ah yes, I know this dirty randy Danish slut' says Sanne
'He comes here to have good times with you and never tells me this, I think now it is time for me to be the driver and take control'
she unbuttons her coat to reveal a shiny pvc basque and skirt which she pulls up a little to reveal her weapon of choice - a long black rubber dildo strapped above her milk white thighs.
Our eyes met in excitement as we almost disbelieved ourselves, no it wasn't something in the seafood, this was really happening. Sanne reached into her pocket and produced a pair of leather straps and a set of handcuffs. She slapped Henryk hard and said something in Danish as she cuffed him first and then strapped his legs together. She then made him kneel and took the second strap and joined his cuffs and leg strappings together so he was now stuck in his position of submittal.
‘Now I sit, have a cigarette and drink while you tell me all of this dirty cunts adventures today’. We could not say that there was no smoking in the house because she had lit up as she spoke, we could see that she was still vexxed and wanted to calm herself as she learned of her handsome boyfriends misdemeanours.
I listened intently as Beatrice recalled the days events to Sanne and watched her stunned reactions as she rebuked him for not involving her and gasped in false disbelief. She was drinking and twitching dramatically – ‘Henryk! You Beast!’ she would say as she blew smoke in his face.
Once Beatrice’s teasing tell tales were over she finished her wine and said - 'You know Beatrice, I think maybe this should be a lesson to my Viking man that it is women who are in charge' she said as she rested her arm on Beatrices and stroked her hair with her fingers. 'I couldn't agree more darling' was her reply, 'Lets take them over to the sofa and punish the pair of them, Sebastian thinks he has got away with being caught in a 69 earlier but I don't forget anything either'
You smile enthusiastically as you both undo Henryk from his bindings and then put collars on both of us, these are padlocked together through a link at the back so we have to stand back to back, our wrists and ankles are then bound so that we are truly stuck together. We are left in the middle of the room as the ladies both take to the sofa and share a cuddle as they admire their work, I try to look round to share the view but cant because Henryk is trying to look the same way - we realise our dilemma in frustration and try to wrestle each other around - to the hilarity of the two women now laughing on the sofa, they make gilrie love noises like they are necking just to see us strain and almost fall over. After a while me and Henryk reach a mutual peace as we realise that we can help each other by taking it in turns to watch the events unfold, a shake from the other head at the back of you reminding you to turn around. We listen as the ladies complement each other on outfits and hair then watch in turn as their hands explore each other’s bodies, slowly, cautiously, sensually. The room is silent in peace of sexual pleasure as we watch them both feasting on each other’s womanly delights. Just as we have the head turning sussed and both enjoying a restricted view Beatrice disturbs the silence by saying 'look, they are still at it even when they are supposed to be being punished'
Both of them disappear upstairs and return in fits of giggles, our first idea of what is happening is when we feel the blindfolds slip over our heads - what a pair to get together I thought, this could end up rough!
They again admire their work some more saying how great we look joined together, then a second later Beatrice disappears up the stairs again saying that something is missing. As I stand there feeling Henryks butt against mine in the darkness I can sense that Sanne must be walking around us, I feel her breath on my face, near my lips, is she trying to kiss me? My cock surges in excitement as I purse my lips together in anticipation of her cherry lips on mine, I hear a laugh as she pulls away and then hear her do something similar to Henryk. Then my penis is taken out of my pants and caressed, I cant see but just imagining Sanne stood there playing with both cocks is dreamy. This bliss is ceased as Beatrice re-enters the room and there is silence except for muffled whispers between her and Sanne. Then suddenly the attention is returned to my cock, first it is played with and I can feel Henryk start to wriggle against me as I realise that he must be getting the same treatment, my penis is suddenly engulfed in something hot and wet - my penis must be getting sucked but who by - long pulsing sensations throb up and down my cock, my legs feel weak but I have to keep upright because of Henryk behind me, the sensations are fantastic and enhanced more as I feel my pink lips being lubricated and then explored by a pair of delicate fingers, both men groan softly as they are both massaged and played with softly. Then I feel something press against me, hmmm, like a cock? I could tell for sure if it wasn't for Henryk bucking against me and making a fuss, I hear Sane scold him again in Danish and realise now that it is Beatrice pushing a dildo into me, as I relax to take the gift I realise that it is her double ended toy and start to understand what Henryk is being resistant about. I take the cock into me and it feels divine, Beatrice take my penis in her hand and strokes it saying, 'That’s good my lover, enjoy my birthday, now - when I say, be a really good boy and push the other end into Henryk' My breath heightens as I understand her and brace myself for her command, meanwhile she looks down and observes Sanne roughly fingering Henryk and lining up the head of the other end, Beatrice sees her tease him with it and as the tip starts to settle into him Beatrice softly whispers to me 'Now!'
I push back feeling some resistance and then my butt cheeks slap against Henryk as the cock slides into him. We both moan softly and I feel him readjust his stance until he feels comfortable. The feel of the dildo inside me is wonderful but the sensation of feeling every one of his twitches inside me are truly mindblowing. The two girls then take it in turns to tease and play with our cocks while watching us slowly equal the others motions. By now both our cocks are dripping and stick out in opposite directions. Beatrice pulled Sanne to the sofa and sit together watching the men stood there like robots that have been welded together twitching like they have short circuits and are about to explode. They expose each others breasts and fondle each other silently as they watch our back to back smooch evolve amazed at the depravity of their creations, with stroking hands they tease each other’s pussies and share soft intimate kisses, breaking every so often to return their eyes to their captive men. They play and tease each other for what seems like hours to me and Henryk as we stand there impaled and screwing our arses together, the only apreciation we can show of each other is to hold each other’s hands as we grind together. We hear their moans and kisses and each one brings out a new twist of the hips in us. In front of both me and Henryk is a small pool of love juice on the carpet that has dribbled from our cocks. Inside we are both highly charged from the stimulation and frustration of being bound together.
Suddenly there is light - the blindfold has been taken off and we both blink to see again, we are told that before we can be freed we must promise to be obedient for the rest of the evening and do what we are told. We easilly agree as we feel there is little else that we could be put through. I love the feel of the dildo being slipped of me but am soon missing it being there after having my butt stretched and pleasured so erotically.
We are ordered to go upstairs and wait for the girls to arrive, we are not allowed to play with ourselves or each other until they both join us. We both bolt up the stairs to show obedience and also to get away from any further punishment that either might remember.
We sit on the bed and smile to each other, we chat softly as is we’re afraid of being heard as we anticipate the girls arrival, our cocks still feel like they are splitting in two with lust and we both leave trails of cum wherever we sit. Our conversation is broken when her both enter the room and tell us to resume our 69 session from the afternoon. Henryk lays back on the bed eager to show off his new techniques to Sanne as I climb onto him and take his gorgeous big cock down my throat, both Beatrice and Sanne lie on the bed together watching and admiring what a lovely pair of cock suckers they have, it’s easy to see delight in Sanne’s face as she watched Henryk show how addicted he is to having his face fucked. As our passions mount the ladies give each other a knowing look, I look up from Henryks cock when Sanne kneels on the bed in front of me with her big black dildo thrusting from her crotch, I take it in my mouth and suck on it like it was real and wank it against her clit with my mouth. She groans unexpectedly and grabs the back of my neck as she thrusts the didlo in and out of my mouth fucking it like a porn star. I feel Beatrice kneeling behind me and another strap on is pushed into my tight arse hmmmmmmm, the pair of her battering at me each end is too much and I take Sannes cock from my mouth and guide it to Henryks anus where I slide it into him as I rock backwards and forwards from her thrusts, I delight in sucking cock watching Henryk getting his first fucking while Henryk sucks and moans loudly on my penis as I get the firmest hottest fucking that there ever was, the rest of the night is spent in the most contorted and complicated evenings there ever was........................................
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