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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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By the time I got home, after numerous delays and detours, it was late afternoon.
The rain was still hammering down so I opened up the balcony doors, after pouring a beer, turned all the lights out and put some music on, relaxing on the sofa, watching the rain sweep through the city.
Part of me hoped that the thunder and lightning would start up again, from up here it'd be a great view.
Evie and Jodi hadn't returned home yet and the apartment felt empty.
I flicked open my laptop, pottering from site to site before downloading a couple of audio books for the holiday, I doubted I'd get chance to listen to them though.
Two albums later and I heard the lift ping in the hallway, two female voices, the rattle of keys in the door, the pair of them coming in and seeing me warm and dry on the sofa.
The looked like drowned rats, Evie hair had lost its natural bounce and curl, hanging limply around her small face.
Jodi's long dark hair had faired no better and now hung in a solitary long rope down her back.
I stifled a laugh and then noticed the lack of shopping bags.
"Don't even start lover boy.. So not in the fucking mood right now" Evie ranted.
"Next time you're coming with us" was all Jodi added as I approached and took them both by the hand to the shower room, stopping any puddles forming where they stood for to long.
Once we were in there I helped strip them off, the cold wet clothes thrown in to a far corner, and then i turned on the instantly warm water.
Steam began to fill the shower room.
As Evie began to scrub off the grim of their trek around the city I stood behind Jodi and applied a little soap, working it to a thick lather and slowly massaged her shoulders and neck.
"That's so gooood..." she moaned.
A flannel hit me in the side of my head.
"No fair Mr tshirt and shorts.. Strip!" Evie laughed as I stopped massaging Jodi.
My tshirt and shorts quickly came off, and the three of us began to carry on with Jodi's massage, Evie sitting cross-legged in front of her, working the lather as it oozed down Jodi's long legs.
My cock began to stir and Evie reached up to lather that to with a dirty giggle.
My cock was still sore from pounding Karla just a few short hours ago, but as Evie stroked it it grew rigid and poked Jodi's buttocks.
Jodi didn't take it in her ass all that often, when she did however we always took our time with it.
Evie massaged one finger into Jodi's pussy and another slowly into her ass whilst I held her cheeks apart and watched the finger penetrate Jodi's tight ring.
Jodi took hold of my cock, still rigid and pushed it to her asshole as Evie slid her finger out.
The ring enveloped my hard cock, and still standing upright the pair of us slowly fucked.
Normally she'd insisted on a condom and lube, but this time she just needed my cock deep in her.
Evie moved away and sat under one of the jets of water, almost nymph like with the warm water drenching her diminutive frame.
I knew that I wasn't going to cum in her ass, something I'd done a couple of times in the past, and she seemed to know it as well as we ground against eachother, my cock locked into her ass.
One of my hands found its way down to her pussy, the pubes trimmed shorter than usual and I remembered Karlas own hairy pussy, images flashed through my mind of it drenched in shot after shot of my cum and her playing with it, covering her hand before rubbing it over her large breasts.
Jodi bent over, taking hold of the wall for comfort and I started to fuck her ass harder, watching as my cock slid in and out of her over and over, my hand stayed playing with her clit, frigging her to a slow but noisy orgasm whilst I fucked her ass harder and faster until she was begging me to stop before anything happened.
I slowed up but didn't stop and she didn't complain. Evie scooted back over, sitting under the pair of us and started licking at Jodi's pussy.
With the water running you'd have never noticed, but Jodi came hard and quietly again, her juice squirting out over Evie's face, tongue and breasts.
I slowed up until I had stopped moving and slowly withdrew, still rigid, from Jodi's ass.
"Oh jesus wept.. I so needed that.." she sighed as she walked to the door and towels hanging from it, wrapping one around her body and another around her hair.
Evie massaged my cock, soaping it up and cleaning it off despite how hard I still was.
"Spick and span lover boy.." she said with a giggle and kissing the tip of it.
"Mmmmm.. Be such a waste if I didn't.."
She opened her mouth wide and took several inches deep in to her throat, wrapping her lips back around the shaft and repositioned her self to receive a slow throat fuck.
She gagged and retched a couple of times but prided her self on how much she could take into her throat.
As she finished she kissed the tip again with a smile.
"Go on.. Scoot.. I need to make myself pretty.."
"Hun you're always pretty to me"
I kissed her and took hold of her shoulders, turning her around to face away from me and began to massage her shoulders and neck, easing the knots from them before working down her back and then surprised her by reaching round to her front, lathering up her small cock and using it as lube to gently wank her off until she came with a sob.
"You bastard.. You made my knees weak"
We finished off our shower and I passes her a towel once the water was off.
In the kitchen Jodi, still wrapped in a towel, was emptying cartons of soup into a pan to warm through, whilst in the oven small rolls turned golden.
Over dinner we talked about the pending holiday, making lists of things to do, sites to see, bars to track down, where to hire cars and a dozen other sundry things.
"I might go to the library in the week, pick up a couple of language books, brush up a bit.." I said conversationally.
"Library? Who uses them anymore..." Evie asked
"Well, I might meet a sexy librarian who demands I fuck her and cum all over her tits to pay an overdue fee.."
Evie shook her head.
"Keep dreaming lover boy, librarians are all crusty old birds with a half dozen budgies and cats at home.."
I smiled and just collected up the bowls to wash up.
-Fin- |
