Sorry in my delay in carrying on. Life and stuff, but hope the wait was worth it.
So, we dived in a taxi, for the short ride to there's. And what a taxi ride. I sat between them, being kissed by one, then the other and then having them leaning over me to kiss each other. By the time we got to there's I was floating. We stumbled out the taxi, I went to pay, but Sophie insisted. Everything is our treat tonight, and grabbing my hand, Portia ran up the stairs and practically fell in threw the door. The house was old, falling apart and massive. Like a lot of properties in portsmouth it had been changed into student accommodation. Sophie, appeared behind me, and Portia pulling, Sophie pushing, propelled me up some stairs, down a short corridor and into a bedroom, come kitchen room. Slightly untidy, incense and dream catchers everywhere, with lots of pagan symbolism and geek posters everywhere. A typical student 'pad'.
Sophie pushed past me, and kissing Portia, "I'm just going to have a quick shower, make sir comfortable, get him a drink. I want him hard and ready to fuck me when I'm back. Understood?"
"Yes mistress" and with a slap on Portias arse, she turned, walked towards a room near the back, dropping items off clothing as she went.
"So, what does sir want? Rum, vodka...um yeah, that's it...lol."
And yes, she actually said lol. Didn't message it, text it, used it as a real word.
"Rum and please"
"No worries sir."
Grabbing a glass, she poured me a glass, removing items of clothing as she went. A glass, off came the jacket and hat she wore. Grabbing a bottle of rum as she stepped out of her skirt. Coke, the blouse and bra fell to the floor, then turning round, bending straight legged, grabbed some ice as she wriggled out of her pink thong.
Picking them up, sniffing them, she turned, smiled, a knee shaking, sexy, devious smile picked up the glass and walked towards me. Handing me the glass, she started to remove my jacket. Taking a sip, she started to undo my waistcoat. Looking up, she coyly undone button after button of my shirt, then removing these, started on my belt, giggling as she couldn't do it, dropping to her knees, she really struggled.
"Sorry sir, I'm not used to mens clothes, I'm much more into women".
"No, it's fine," and with that, I deftly flicked the catch, un did my belt and started on my buttons.
To be honest, my balls were busting. I just needed the release.
"I can do the rest sir".
So, Portia carried on, button by button. Slow, sensuous and maddening. Pulling my trousers, and boxers down. We came to our second hurdle. Boots. Big, ankle length boots. So, seeing a cloth filled chair, I dropped down into it, and frantically yanked, pulled, practically ripped my boots, socks, trousers and boxers off, all the time apologising,nearly knocking my drink over as Portia, sat in front of me, on her haunches just watching. God, I felt such a prat.
Finally, naked, erection stood out in front of me, I just looked at this wonderful image in front of me. What to do? She just sat there, hands in her lap. Looking down, waiting. What did I do next? I didn't have a clue.
Come on Harvey, sort it out a voice said. Your are supposed to dom her, she and her friend said you can do anything, ANYTHING, you want to them. And that's when I knew what I want. Pussy. I hadn't eaten a pussy since the started of my last relationship 5 years ago. So, standing, I stroked her hair and commanded
"On the bed".
Looking up at me, with a smile, she climbed up on all fours, onto the bed
"how does sir want me?"
Well, I nearly lost it right there and just wanted to bury my cock in this beautiful pussy in front of me, but, no. Patience I reminded myself, in time.
"Turn over, spread your legs"
And with that she did. Slowly, dropping to my knees,I looked down on this cute, 19 year old, shaven pussy, just staring at me. I closed my eyes, inhaled. My God, I'd forgotten how much I loved that smell. Tentatively I stuck my tongue out, resting on my arms I licked. A nice slow lick, from top to bottom. A moan. And so I began. Reaching my arms under her legs, I pulled her towards me. Her arse just on the edge of the bed as i buried my head between her thighs. Sucking and licking. Flicking my tongue over her clit, rolling it, tracing her lips with my tongue, fucking her pussy with it, before sliding a finger inside. Hooking it, trying to find 'that' spot as I continued to ravishing and devour this sweet cunt in front of me. Oh my God, I was in heaven. I couldn't believe it could get any better. The smell, the taste, the sounds of Portia, moaning and gripping the bed...I appeared to be doing a good job, when suddenly, moisture on my cock. Knealt there as I was, Sophie had walked into the room, and after watching for a bit, had Knealt next to me and taken my cock in her mouth. Shit, yes, yes, it could get better. I lost it and just attacked Portias pussy. I couldn't get enough as suddenly, she came, and came hard. Sophie stopped what she was doing and moved up along side Portia, sucking on her boob
"You like that slut? You like sirs mouth on your cunt? Are you cumming for sir? 10, 9, 8.... Cum for Sir, Cum hard. 7, 6, 5...on 1 I want you to cum for cum. Cum like you've never cum for a man before" leaning down she bite hard onto Portias nipple, making her squeal. I very nearly stopped what I was doing, as watching this was fascinating, but thankfully I remembered where I was and resumed my relentless attack. Taking her clit between my teeth, it added one, the two fingers and started to fuck Portia.
"4...3...2.... That's it slut, Cum, Cum like the little slut, whore you are, cum for Sir you beautiful little toy.... 1."
And with that, Portia came. Came like I've never seen a woman cum before. Clamping her legs behind my head , she pulled me tighter, arching her back, flooding my face with her juices , as I licked, sucked and swallowed for all I was worth only just noticing that Sophie was also cumming, but a more gentle, subtle cum. She was playing with herself the whole time.
I sat back, wow. There is nothing like the feeling of making a woman cum. The control, power and, if I'm honest, the ego boost, knowing I still could. Sophie, stopped biting Portia, looked at me, and cheekily moved to kiss me
"Thank you for that Sir," she said as she caressed my face, kissing and licking me gently, tasting Portias juices on my face a beard.
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