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I struggled to hear the connected tone as I held the phone away from my dripping hair, water running down the nape of my neck and those few drops running over my forehead that had been missed by the wrapped towel, you picked up.

“Hello you,” I said as I heard your standard phone greeting, smiling at myself as I heard the tone in your voice change and that smile break before you replied.

“Well hello there angel, all ok?”

“Sure is, but Tash is running late, going to be a late dinner, would you mind dropping by to pick me up in say an hour,?” watching my lips move as I said the words in the mirror, smiling to see if I could see the wet on my lips that you said you could always here.

I heard you suck in air over your lips and teeth, that sound you sometimes made just before you let out the softest ‘mmmmmm,’ as thoughts of Tash flashed through your mind. “And how is the delicious Tash today, still teasing you I hope?” Your voice dipping into those wicked thoughts you were having about me and my hair dresser.

“I will be sure to tell you all and don’t you tease me or I may just bite you later, so an hour then, see ya.” Then I clicked my phone closed.

I looked to my left and at her reflection, Tash was without question a stunning woman, she had that ‘something about her’ going on and yet she was so very down to earth. Natasha, but I or anyone one else I had ever heard never called her that, she warned me when we had first met about a year ago, that I may leave with green, orange or at the worst no hair at all, if I dared to call her that, so Tash it was! Italian, curves, tall, carried her self with class, was one of the boys and yet she just oozed woman. Her hair, smooth and gathered into a pony tail tied with the brightest green ribbon that stood out against darkest brunette. Her olive skin just glowed, cropped white cotton top and pants showing enough of her soft flesh.

She looked back as she laughed, maybe something said by the customer she was dealing with and caught me watching her, I smiled, she winked then she mouthed, “ten minuets babe,” I nodded and grinned back.

Picking up the magazine in front of me I flicked through the pages, not reading, just looking at the trashy gossip that this type of magazine loved to pump out week in, week out, stars and their love lives, how hard the have it, oh what sorrow us mere mortals could not possible suffer, condescending crap!!

Was no matter as my mind was on Tash. A woman I had known for just over a year, seen every six or so weeks, conversations had that covered everything, invitations for drinks and dinner that had never been filled by either of us, a teasing that showed we were relaxed and very comfortable in each others company. Sexual likes, dislikes, fantasies talked about at length, both telling we liked men and women, girly chats about hair, make up, and every visit greeted and left with a kiss, not a peck on the cheek but a kiss, soft, not lingering but lip to lip, everything more than just friendly hair dresser make chat, and this woman was stood but twenty feet from me.

You had asked me about her time after time, you knew my want to take things further, yet I had hesitated not wanting to risk a friendship that had built, was I reading the signs wrong from her? I bit my lip as I subconsciously shook my head, no, the signs were right, she and I would play, just a matter of when and where.


Her voice snapping me back from lost thoughts, not noticing that she and I were now alone in the salon, “White please sexy,” I smiled and watched as she locked the door then pulled the blinds.

“Oh setting the mood are you, you bad girl, you wont be safe if I drink you know.”

She laughed and winking just said back “And who says I wana be?” Her Italian accent tinged with Australian.

I sighed, if she only knew, I thought as she changed the music and danced past to the back of the shop then in a matter of seconds swayed back into view, two glasses and a bottle in her hands, a cork screw sticking out of the top. I reached and took both of the glasses she held out as in the next motion she put the bottle between her thighs and began to pull at the cork.

“So Bella, what’s your plans for this evening and how’s that hunk of yours doing?” she asked as she poured the wine filling both glass.

Bella, a name she called everyone, I chuckled wondering if she called us all that to save trying to remember clients names, “Hunks just fine but he is still teasing me about you, oh and a take out for dinner is my night, what about you?”

“Teasing you? About me?” she attempted to say with a shocked look on her face but failed and just giggled, “What have you been telling him about me Bella?”

I blushed, the towel pulled from my head, her fingers now sliding down over my hair as she trimmed and fluffed, then scooped up and held against the comb, “Wine, you and I locked in here, alone, mmmmmmmaybe you don’t wana know Bella,” I muttered as I held the glass just under my lips, raising my eyebrow so she could see it in the mirror.

She dipped and pulled the hair from my right ear and whispered, “Tell me.”

My spine tingled as her voice welled through my body, I sighed took a sip from my glass, crossing my legs I began to tell her. I told how you liked, no, loved a sexy brunette, a complete opposite of my blonde, how she and I clicked, shared and told each other stories, the fantasies we had shared in such detail. That she had been the subject of your teasing me more than once during sex, asking, pushing me to tell you would I love to have her in our bed. That I found her so very attractive, how wondered many times after she had kissed me what would it feel like to have more.

“And do you?” she asked

“Do I what?” I stuttered, not expecting a question.

“Want me in your bed silly,” she scoffed

Sarcastically but smiling I replied “NO, what I just said was utter crap, I want you on your knees right here and now!”

We both laughed, she continued to cut my hair, a little trim more fingers fluffing each time it was cut, but nothing more was said, not a silence, she hummed to the music in the background, I wondered, ‘OK now what?’ Three cuts and she was done, I looked in the mirror watching as she moved to the side of me, putting down her scissors and comb she took a drink, not a sip, a big gulp she took a deep breath, pushing out her tits, nipples hard, as they always seemed to be, then she spun my chair slowly to face her.

I looked up, her eyes the deepest, darkest hazel, she looked down at me, eyes scanning over my face, until they rested on my lips, she lent in, closer until she was level with my face, “Your beautiful Kelly,” I know I watched those words come out of her mouth, I know I hear them but before I could say a word she kissed me.

* * *

Soft, feeling her lips glide over mine, not hard, moving so softly, I pushed up to meet her lips, pressing harder as I felt her hands wrap under and into my hair, mine finding the curve of her waist, that’s soft span of naked flesh, her smell, I could smell her, my mind screaming OH MY GOD, SHE’S KISSING ME!! We simply kissed, our hands gliding but not moving far, her’s wrapping then pulling through hand fulls of my hair, mine sliding back and forth over her hips then waist, not a kiss that was rushed, not tongues fighting, slobbering, trying to explore every thing all at once, just a soft, melting kiss.

Her hands moved, pushing my hair back, my neck stretched as I leant up to meet her, fingers now moving gently down over my shoulders, finding the straps of my bra, tracing them down towards my tits until she cupped both. Mine doing the same but moving up, fingers finding the hem of her top and pressing against her skin, pushing it upwards, lifting it before my fingers disappeared under to find the curve of her braless tits.

“Wait, wait,” I gasped as I pulled my hands down and out of her top, “please, just wait one minute, I need to make a call.”

She licked her lips, I mine, as if to gather each others tastes, she smiled, her hands not moving, staying, cupping my tits, still covered with my blouse but her thumbs stretched, rubbing my nipples, making them poke against the lace of my bra. She held her smile as I reached for my phone, flicked it open and hit the green key.

I heard the click as you picked up, I cut in before you could even say hello, “Dave ….. Shut the fuck up and listen,” I whispered.

“Kell’s, what the? Are you ok?” your tone worried

“Shhhhhhhhhh Dave, listen, just listen,” I purred back at you as I held the phone just far enough away from my mouth, still pressed to my ear and found Tash’s lips again. Opening, closing, pursing our lips we made sure you could hear the sound of the kiss. Lips wet, tongues flicking, moans and mutters from us both, our breath dipping as our lips closed then shallow gasps as they opened again.

“Who the fuck is that? God no! NOT her!” we both heard you bellow.

“Her kiss, Dave you should feel her lips, they are so soft, she’s going to take me Dave.” I said. “Her hands were cupping my tits, thumbs rubbing, but she’s stopped, she’s lifting, OH my God her nipples are so dark,” I gasped as I watched her step back and lift her top up then off dropping it onto the chair behind her. Her hands moved straight down to the top of her pants and she simply pulled them down until she stood there in just her thong.

“What’s she doing Kells?”

“Stripping!! Get in the car and get here now; you’re going to watch this not listen; now Dave, back door, move!” I was panting from holding my breath having watched Tash strip, not a care, her curves fuller than mine, her tits had the smallest sag but were full enough to carry it off, her skin, I was right, perfect, olive, I wanted to lick her body, not caring about sex, I just wanted to feel her skin. She reached and took the phone from my hand and put it down on the worktop, I didn’t notice if the call had ended, were you on your way to the salon? Could you still hear? I didn’t care I wanted this woman and she and I were going to have, right here, right now.

* * *

I stood, “You don’t mind Dave coming do you?” I asked as I reached drawing a finger tip from one nipple then the other.

Shaking her head she just smiled then reached and began to un-button my blouse, her eyes watching as she exposed more, her fingers working down wards, one button then the next until she had opened them all, my blouse hung, my tits rising and falling softly, the flush of excitement making the red blush cover both. She moved her hands up, finger tips walking up from my stomach to the edge of my bra then round behind me to find the clasp, finding flicking, opening but leaving it resting, held against me.

I peeled my blouse off, pulling it away, watching her eyes flick over me as next I peeled both bra straps off, easing the lace away so she could see me as I could see her. My skirt next, wrap around, untied and then pushed until it crumpled around my feet, I stepped out of it, all that now covered me was white lace panties, I reached for her hand.

She gave it to me and I pulled her close, our hand holding as we kissed, bodies now touching, flesh to flesh, feeling each others breaths as we took, mouths open, nibbling each others lips, kissing tiny kisses, tracing them up and down necks, her then I, taking it in turn. I wriggled my fingers out of her’s and dipped my head, hand lifting, cupping her right breast, she stood and let me, I kissed, I flicked my tongue over that stunning dark nipple then suck it into my mouth, I held it, I felt her body push against my mouth, I sucked harder, her moan getting louder as I used my teeth to hold gently as I moved them from side to side. “Yes, just like that,” She gasped as I pulled back and let it slip from my lips and then again as I found her other, I sucked them, making them glisten with the wet from my mouth.

Her smell, coco butter, I recognised it as I dropped to my knees and pressed my lips against her tummy button, she stroked the top of my head, whispering, moaning, gasping nothing more than “Bella” over and over. I eased my fingers across the top of her mound, feeling her bush, hairs pushing through the sheer, then twisting my hand I pressed my palm flat against her and pushed down. I could feel the raw heat from between her thighs, my middle finger pushing upwards against her slit, feeling the wet beginning to soak the white sheer.

“Will you cum for me Tash?” my voice so soft I didn’t know if she would have heard, I was lost watching my fingers as each one pressed then glistened.

“Yes, yes Kelly, yessssssssss,” she whispered and as she did her hand left the top of my head pushing past my chin, under then across, she pulled her thong to the side, parted her legs and offered herself to me.

Her bush was trimmed, full but trimmed neatly, her skin silky soft on the insides of her thighs as I let my tongue trace from the curve then over to the edge of her bush. I inhaled, remembering, the smell of Lisa, the first woman I had kissed, nothing like Tash, both delicate, both sweet, both different.

My hand was shaking as I moved it so that I could open her lips, fingers pushing one on either side, opening, showing me her pink inner lips, the hood covering her clit. One finger pressed then I let it glide down, dipping into her heat and then up to smother her clit in her juices, I sucked, I felt her body rock as she gasped, then her hand replaced mine, pushing my fingers away so that she could hold her lips open.

I lapped, tongue wide and flat, probing into her wet and then dragging up before sucking her clit again. Over and over the same moves, she panted, lifting onto her toes, making me lick lower, followed by the slow dip so that my tongue trailed. I could feel her knees trembling, the insides of her thighs shuddering. “Kelly,” she groaned. I pushed, adding fingers now, two, slipping deep into her pink then out, opening, spreading her walls then easing out before adding another, still sucking but softly on her clit, letting her body melt into my face. Hands grabbing and pulling my hair, bucking her hip against my fingers, encouraging me to be harder, her pussy squelching I could feel her grip, wanting to hold my fingers as I eased them out before letting them dip back inside.

Circling one, adding a second, pushing deep then pulling out, letting them slide down and round to her arse, pressing against the puckered flesh but not in. I was dragging the tip of my nails over then back through her lips to rub her clit, mixing her juices, tasting that deeper taste over and over as I let my fingers gather and coat before I licked.

“Bella, baby, babyyyyy don’t stop,” she stuttered, I worked my fingers and tongue slowly, not wanting this to end, but I would feel her cum on my lips, not my fingers and she was so close. Her hands had long since left her lips and were stroking then pulling a fist full of my hair, pulling then pushing, fucking my tongue and fingers as they fucked her. She slammed her hand onto my head almost making me fall backwards, my free hand grabbing her arse and holding tight, I ripped my fingers from her insides, fighting my hand up between us I reached, wanting her to taste, telling her to taste.

“Suck them! Cum PLEASE!” I begged her.

I forced my face as far between her thighs as I could without letting her sit, I wanted her cum to run, to drip out over my already soaking waiting lips, I felt her tense, I felt the gasp almost vibrating up from her toes then out of her lips, her head dipped, trying to suck my fingers as she groaned, then she came. Her tummy convulsed, pumping, muscled clenching as her orgasm tore through her, I held her tight as her sweet juices drenched me.

I stayed so very still, letting her come down off the wave, my tongue flicking but now slow, more gathering than taking as her breath slowed and body relaxed, before she sighed that deep sigh of satisfaction with an added, “Fuck Kelly!”

I rocked back onto my heels and looked up at her, my face soaked in her juices, her thong stretched slowly sliding back to cover her and I just giggled. No erotic slow stand to make her lick my face or to kiss her and smother her in her own juices like you see in a porn movie, I smiled. Triumphant I would guess, I had felt, touched, and tasted this woman, at last!! I managed to reply, “Oh yeah FUCK is right Tash!”

* * *

The sound of clapping hands behind me made me turn and spin so fast I felt my ankles buckle so that I ended up with my arse on the floor. “Well ladies that was quiet an opener, what’s the next act contain?”

“And just how long have you been watching Dave, oh by the way Tash meet Dave, Dave meet Tash,” I pointed one finger to you then swung it back to her.

“Long enough,” you smirked.

I looked up at Tash, the smile on her face said it all, those nights of teasing me were now over, this is for real, I reached out my hand and Tash pulled me to my feet. I kept hold of her hand and clenched it, leaning in I asked was she ok with this, her reply simple and to the point, “Very Bella?” and she winked.

“Come with me,” I cooed and walked her hand in hand over to where you were stood, the few feet feeling like yards until we closed the gap in front of you. I slipped my fingers out of hers but still holding her hand I leant in to kiss you. I pushed her hand between us, pressing it against the hardness so visible in your jeans. You didn’t kiss me, I let you lick, I let you taste her from my nose, cheeks, chin and then lips before we did kiss, deep, tongues probing, swirling, mixing her with us. I felt her fingers wriggling against my mound as I pressed it harder into you, she moved them slowly up then down, stroking you, making your pre cum darken the denim before I broke our kiss and stepped back.

I watched as you looked down then up, finding her eyes then leaning pushing your hips forward, grinding your hard cock into her touch. “Magnifico Bella, so hard Bella,” Tash purred as she spread then closed her fingers over you.

“You have no idea yet my sweet,” I smirked back stepping closer pulling her hand away, she didn’t resist as I pushed it against my lace so she could feel the wet she had made. “Taste me through the lace,” not waiting for her to answer I brushed past you and sat in the nearest chair. Opening and closed my legs, the balls of my feet pressed hard against the tiles, the sway slow and hopefully inviting as I gave you and her glimpses of the wet. She stood for a second, hand still out where my mound had been before she seemed to blink and wake up then move, almost in one motion, forward dropping to her knees at the same time.

“You’re a slut Kelly Louise,” you said as your eyes flicked between my open thighs and her arse, that perfect looking, olive skin that was now showing, her thong tucked between her cheeks, those lines where her skin darkened from her bikini all so very inviting.

I dipped my eyes, that almost coy look but still mixed with a smirk crossing my face as I looked up at you and said, “Come here,” you did, you stood simply watching.

I never took my eyes from yours as I felt her hands slide up and hold open my thighs, feeling her breath before her lips, kissing a trail, stopping to tease with a flick of her tongue over the wet patch on my lace panties before she made the same trail across and down the other thigh. My fingers creeping up your thigh to find the bulge of your hardness and then those five silver buttons, I bit my lip. Slowly one by one, eye still fixed to yours I flicked them open, my fingers pushing in to feel through your hairs, until the next was open and I found the shaft of your cock. Palm pressed flat, fingers pushing the denim away I eased it free, the head shimmering, covered in pre-cum I let it rest in my open hand before wrapping my fingers gently I began to wank you.

Tash sighed, her soft moan broke my gaze and I looked down, her eyes looked almost as glazed as mine felt as she kissed my inner thigh but watched your cock in my hand. She grinned at me then pressed her mouth over my mound and blew, the hot air making me pull back in the chair as it wafted down between my lips then she sucked. The sound of wet leaving the open weave of the lace as she gathered it and swirled it around over her lips before licking, lapping like she was licking a melting ice cream. She didn’t push her tongue, she just lapped, the wet from her mouth soaking me more, mixing with my juices before sucking them away.

Each press of her tongue made me sigh I wrapped my fingers tighter, pulling you closer, leaning to the side, your cock a few inches from my mouth, I looked down then back up, watching her then my hand on your cock.

“Tell me how she taste Tash,” you said, I watched as her lips curled smiling at you then her fingers moved under me, lifting, pushing as I helped her lift so that her hands could reach and then pull off my panties. She stroked my calves as I lifted each leg to feel them slip free then I was naked for you both. It felt like she was trying to split me in half as within seconds of her dropping my panties to the floor she had her hands, fingers pushing open the top of my thighs, splaying me wide, showing her and you the wet and my pink, “Tell me Tash,” you hissed and she plunged two fingers into me.

I gasped and pushed down, making her sink to her knuckles, feeling them twisting then easing them out she rocked back on her heels and almost in slow motion lifted them to her mouth she sucked. Her eyes closed she slurped, making them drip before she sucked them clean, “Beautiful, I knew she would, so wet, so wet baby,” she murmured then I felt those wet fingers on my thighs as she moved forward and began to lick. No fingers, just tongue, slowly up and down my slit, opening then sucking my lips before pulling back and letting them slip out. Then my clit, flicking, sucking, nibbling, slow, hard, much faster and harder than I had done.

Your hand slipped through my hair as I turned, “OH God,” I gasped, you knew full well she could take me just like this, her sucking and nibbling more than enough to take me into and through the wave. Before I could look up, before I could smile I pressed the head of your cock to my lips and felt you push. The wet head slipping over and then between them, I let it slowly sink, my lips wrapping and holding, peeling my fingers back until it hit the back of my throat. You pushed harder, making me gag, my tummy wrenching before you pulled back slowly let me suck as you fucked my mouth.

“Suck my cock you gorgeous bitch, yeah suck like that, suck meeee,” you groaned.

Tash was relentless, sucking on my clit and then my lips; I felt her pulling them, stretching them until they slipped out with a slurp. One then the other, her tongue working, dipping into my pussy then out, not tongue fucking, just licking, eating me, my hips lifting to follow her mouth that never left my pussy, both using each other. I sucked you, letting you pull back so that you could wipe your cock over my open mouth before letting me suck it back in, your groans so deep each time you felt me try to let out a moan, “Fuck …… her ….. face …… Kells,” you said each word then groaned, so I did, so did she. Your hand pulling my hair, mine now pulling her’s, rocking myself forward and back, moving so that she licked and sucked where I wanted her too.

Closer and closer she took me, the thought alone of you watching me would have been enough but to have you stood there, rock hard, telling us both what to do was blowing my mind and I wanted this to last.

I let go of her hair, she slowed the pace, watching us, looking up but now teasing little licks not lapping me. I clamped my lips tighter, making you suck the air in between your teeth as you tried to push into my mouth, my free hand clawing up your chest to find one, either, any nipple I didn’t care. I found and punched, so very hard, making you pull my hair in revenge, your hips pulling back making your cock slip from my lips, I gasped for air, your cock dripping with my spit, my chin wet as I looked up and almost shouting said, “FUCK her for me Dave, right now!”

“NO, I don’t……” before you could finish I cut your words off.

“Fuck her now or you never get her again,” I replied, my eyes darting over your face, I knew you could see the burn in them. That want to see you fuck and take another, to see how you made her feel mixed with pure rage that she was being given MY cock, MY man, MY angel and you had better make me ache. I felt Tash groan, her breath hot over my pussy, she didn’t utter one word.

You bent and held my chin, your eyes burning into mine as you gripped harder and before your lips touched mine you whispered, “Thank you.”

You kissed me through the smile, my heart pounding, thumping so hard it felt as if it would burst through my ribs, my mind racing with what I had just said, what I had just told you to do. My eyes had shout, locking in the last look on your face before I felt your lips leave mine as you stepped away.

* * *

I watched you, my fingers now down between my thighs, brushing the hair from Tash’s face, she just smiled at me, and God she was beautiful. Her face glistening with my juices, her lips so much fuller than mine, her tongue longer, eyes so much wider I watched them slowly closing as your hand stroked down the back of her head. I was about to watch you and her, I felt the knot tighten in my stomach, my pussy like my heart, pounding from being used, teased and so close to cumming.

“Dave I want nasty,” Words coming out of my mouth with no thought to how I was going to feel.

Standing to her left you clenched your hand around her pony tail and pulled her head hard backwards, she yelped but groaned as her neck stretch, her face upwards looking at you. You bent and licked over her mouth, just as you had done mine but you didn’t kiss her. You knew what you were doing, had done this before with others, just not me, not Tash and you were about to show me your fuck, you hovered over her face, “Touch your cunt and its all over Kells,” a semi serous looks as you glanced over at me.

“Bastard,” I spat back

Knowing full well you meant what you said, I was to be a voyeur, you knew I would feel an even deeper rage but I did as you asked, forcing a smirk I placed my hands onto the arms of the chair and just sat, legs wide open, Tash still between them and just stared at you both thinking, ‘OK game on!’

A hand still full of hair you held her neck back, your other hand pushing down over her shoulder to her tits, cupping, mauling, pinching her nipples, making her moan. You pushed your hand further under her to her mound, the sound of your groan telling me you had felt her tuft then her wet lips before you pulled your hand back out. Your cock hard and waving as you moved, trailing your wet fingers up her neck, then her chin, to her mouth which opened. But you didn’t stop, you dragged them past, over her nose, forehead and then into her hair, as if to take away my scent, to cover her in her own. I felt the tingle deep inside my pussy, I wanted to cum, but I was fighting it back.

You shuffled round her, your jeans still on but down enough to stop big steps or strides, I wanted more, “Stop!! Pull his jeans off Tash,” half order, half beg, I just wanted to be able to see all You stood still as she turned on her knees, her face level with your swaying cock, she could so easily have sucked, kissed, just licked but she didn’t. This woman that had told me in detail about her sex life, likes and wants was being such a good girl for you, the fucking bitch will want you again! She slipped her fingers into the denim and tugged it down, your cock waving wildly as you wriggled to help them past your knees before she stopped to lift your foot and take your boots off. You took off your own shirt and dropped it on the floor, then without so much as a blink you stepped over and behind her.

“Show me your cunt,” you said right as your hand came down with a sharp smack on her left cheek, playful but hard enough to make her gasp.

Her head dipped down as she reached back, I could hear the sound of her pants as she pressed her face to the cold tiled floor, her fingers clawing at her cheeks, the red mark must have been stinging as her nails dug in and she pulled herself open. The sound that left your lips was more then enough to tell me what you could see, but you still told me, her holes on display for you, her pussy wet, the lips pulled open, her tight puckered arse just above, did you have to lick you lips as you looked at me? I glared at you, hard enough you could read my mind, making you tell me, “Ohhhhh you did make her cunt wet for me didn’t you angel, her lips are puffed, so deep red, and the trail is rightttttt over this delicious looking arse!” you said as I watched your hand slide down over her back, then arse, then out of sight as you dropped to your knees.

You pushed her hands out of the way, off her arse, replacing them with yours, opening her wider, making her groan before she panted through clenched teeth, as if to tell you she couldn’t be any wider, you just stared between her thighs. Your eyes looking into her then up over and at me, I just stared back thinking ‘don’t lick, god don’t take her wet.’ You didn’t, you were simply marveling at her pussy, I knew your mind was throwing ideas, wants and could haves around, the fuck offered and about to be taken, pussy or arse, I knew you would want both.

I watched you lift, crouching onto your knees, one hand dropped, and then her head lifted as she arched her back, “Like the feel of my hard cock between your lips, do you Tash,” you whispered leaning into her, your hand still out of sight. You were holding your shaft, teasing the pre cum soaked head up over her clit, letting it slip between her lips and carry on up over her arse then back down. You did the same to me, so many times and I was now watching Tash desperate to push back, to feel you inside.

“OH fuck me,” over and over she begged, “Take me,” Telling you she liked, she wanted, she needed to feel your take. Your eyes closed for the longest blink as you tapped the head of your cock over her clit, both of you so wet I could hear it between her begs.

* * *

I gripped the arms of the chair and then sat bolt upright, leaning forward I reached for her face, lifting it and holding, biting my lip so hard it hurt, dipping I kissed her, she let me take her moans and breaths as you continued just to drag your cock over her. She was so relaxed, just letting us play, I kissed from her lips to her right ear and asked, “Do you mind if I make him fuck your arse sexy?” I flicked my tongue against her ear as I said the word fuck, as if to let her know her answer was not important, it was going to happen.

“Do it Bella, tell him to fuck me,”

Dragging my cheek back, nuzzling her, I held her face against mine, touching nose to nose, our breaths mixing before one kiss then I said, “Her arse, use her arse Dave,” holding her face we waited. I would know, not wanting to look at you but wanting to feel your fuck through her as she moved, every breath telling me you were taking her. She held her breath as you steadied yourself then leaning you pushed slowly.

“You fucking bitch!” you snarled at me once more then I felt her body tensing, the head of your cock must be pushing against her, “Relax beautiful, shhhhhhhhh, come back to me,” your tone so soft with her.

“AAAAhhhhhhhh!” she grunted. “Fuck so thick, Bella, he is so thick.”

She panted slow, blowing air out of her mouth even though it was wide open.

“OH my God yes, just like thatttttttt. Harder, fuck me Dave, thrust, yes.”

The combined gasp and groan that left her lips as the head of your cock slipped into her took me over the edge. I held her face so tight as my orgasm ripped through me. I screamed your name, that deep intake of breath making me throw my head back trying to catch the next, “FUCK HER …… FUCK HER yesssssssssssss OH GOD,” fighting for the next breath, my head going dizzy, hands flailing away from her face as I gripped the chair. “Oh God ….. OH my Goddddd,” panting, as it felt like my insides exploded, the pulses from my muscles in my pussy making my legs shudder with each one, instantly I felt the wet under my arse, oozing, NO, flooding out down my slit and pooling under me.

“OPEN you legs wider Kells!” you ordered, the sound of your voice like a whip making me snap back and remember where I was and what I was meant to be watching, “show Tash your cum whore,” you moaned.

I felt her nails digging into my calves, pushing my legs wider, her now holding me as you fucked her. I just let her open me, my tits heaving, gulping in air, fighting to say, “Don’t stop.”

You wouldn’t, you fucked her arse, the slow drag back and then the plunge to fill her, she took all of you, pushing back to meet your fuck, letting you take her. “So tight Kells, mmmm so tight, feeling her gripping me,” you teased me as you held her still, then thrust so I could hear your thighs slap against hers. Fast short jabs then slowing to the circling, then hard, pushing and pulling her back before your words stopped, stammering to get them out, the, “oh yes,” the, “so close,” taking over.

“Cum for him Tashhhhhhhhhh, now, nowwwwwwwww,” I wailed as my second wave crashed, so fast, harder, just being a voyeur, just watching you fuck making me cum again. Her nails dug in so hard I winced in pain, feeling the burn mixed with my orgasm.

She panted, “I am Bella, I ammmmm. Her body juddered at my feet, she let out a long almost painful breath as she wilted, at the same time my hips lifting up as if to thrust my cum out of me.

“Kellssssss,” you hissed, “Jesus, fuck, fuck FUCK, cummingggggggggggg ………… here’s ….. your ……. cummmmmmm” you yelled as you pulled your cock out of her arse gripping, holding it just above her twitching hole. I watched as your cum splattered, one, two, counting five spurts as they landed across her back.

I screamed, “YES,” this was the most erotic thing I had ever seen, I couldn’t have blinked if I had tried to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. We were all panting, moaning those long deep satisfied moans as I saw you’re cum start to run down her back as she stretched. Arching her back before she squealed a girly giggle then I swear she purred. I joined her in the giggle as you rocked back onto your heels, spitting hair from your face before brushing it back, GOD you have the sexiest smug smile. I lent over, my tits dangling towards Tash’s mouth but I pushed her back down between my thighs as I wriggled to the edge of the seat, bending I found your cum with my tongue, in one movement, I lent so far forward I could trail down her back, not lapping, just scooping your cum up with my tongue until I reached the curve of her arse. I slurped and sucked your salty white stream into my mouth. Rocking forward, standing over her I grabbed your throat, pushing your face upwards with my thumb under your chin, you smiled, mouthed, “I love you,” then opened wide, I let your cum dribble out through my lips onto your waiting tongue.

I smacked my lips together then made that, “ummmmm ahhhhh,” sound, as if I had just tasted a fine wine, my hand released your neck letting you swallow, I would ask how you tasted later then carefully I stepped over Tash.

You and I offered a hand and pulled Tash up to her feet, her knees bright red from the cold hard tiled floor, we asked if she was ok, she was, we all stood, sweat dripping, catching our breaths then no words were spoke as we looked around for clothes. Tash broke the anything but uneasy silence, “Bella, we are going to do that again, yes?” she asked as she busied about picking up and handing us our clothes. Sorting through the clothes she had piled up into your waiting arms, I found my panties and her thong. Holding her thong tight in one hand I offered her my panties with the other.

“Bring them with you when we give you a call, deal?” I asked

Her smile spread over her face as she looked at me then you, “Deal Kelly,”

We dressed, kissed and waited until she locked the shop and we walked towards our cars, she kissed you, then me, “By the way, you do know I will wrap his cock in your thong and wank him then make him tell me how your arse felt don’t you Tash?” I giggled as I held her door open.

“You better you naughty bitch,” she winked then got into her car.

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