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Things start to get interesting with local Milf toLynsey got out of the car 100 yards down the road amongst a patch of trees, she didn’t want any of her friends to suspect anything, she wanted to avoid awkward questions about where she had been with me…  I couldn’t care less, in my experience women who I fuck and then tell their girlfriends all about it are a good thing; if my performance has been acceptable, then there’s always one or two who come looking for a bit of that action for themselves.  I’m not blowing my own trumpet, although I would if I could.We agreed to meet later for a cup of tea in the common room, and I returned to my own room, bumping into a couple of guys in the corridor.  They wanted me to come for a beer in the village, but I declined, politely.  Back in my room, I lay on the bed, reliving the last couple of hours…  it had worked out a treat, better than I could have imagined, I had tongued, fucked and spunked over a hot, young filly…  and she was right up for it.  I started to slowly wank my cock, remembering my tongue on her sweet arsehole when my phone rang…I saw it was Jo, and answered.  -Hello?-Hi!  She said brightly,  -It’s Jo, remember?I scratched my chin.  -Jo?  I feigned, -I’m not sure…She laughed.  -The last time you saw me you had a cock in my ass and a cucumber up my pussy…-Oh!  That Jo.  I also seem to remember something about you and a friend…-Ah, yes…  that was Karen, she is interested but can’t seem to get a couple of free hours…-Too bad.-But I have a couple of free hours this evening if you are interested.I was still rubbing my dick and it engorged some more at that.-I could be, what’s on offer?-You know you can have anything you like.-I’m jerking off my hard cock right now, what are you up to?-Well… she began, -I’m sprawled on the couch, and I am wearing a sheer blouse…-Sounds kinda alright…-I’ve put on some lacy hold ups and I’m wearing those strappy shoes you liked…-Getting warmer, knickers?-No knickers, I have shaved my mound and lips smooth, and moisturised…-Cool.  What else?-Isn’t that enough for you?  I chuckled.  -Listen Jo, you are giving me a boner, but I was fucking a hot 23 year old an hour ago and I have a chance to get back up her tonight…-A 23 year old?  How’d you pull that you dirty fucker?-Luck, I guess…  and my natural charm.  -I’ve lubed up my bum and I am wearing a butt plug, I’ve been fingering my cunt for thirty minutes and it is purring like a Rolls Royce engine.  Come over and give it a service.I had to laugh, what a line, obviously rehearsed, but Jo’s haughty, slightly posh tones were a great aphrodisiac and I knew she was a sure thing.-Don’t go anywhere, how long have you got?-All night, actually, he’s away until tomorrow.-Ok. give me an hour..-An hour?  She whined.  -I need cock in me quicker than that!-An hour.  I said.  -Unless I get a better offer.  I hung up.  I decided to have a quick shower, I had thought of making Jo suck the essence of Lynsey’s quim off my cock, but I was a bit stale myself and needed to freshen up.  I came out of the shower to two missed calls and a text from Lynsey.Wow!  It’s only just hit me what we done.  It was really hot.  My pussy is still on fire.  I need to see you again tonight. xxNow there’s a dilemma, I decided to grab that bull by the horny horns and called Lynsey.  She answered quickly.-Hi, she said, sounding expectant.-Hi, how are you?-Good, good…  she trailed off, -I really did just let you fuck me up that hill, didn’t I?I laughed.  -Yeah you sure did.  You OK?-Yeah, I’m OK…  better, in fact.  God, I’ve never bursa escort felt so horny, must be hormones or something, I want to fuck you again, can I come over?-Well, I began slowly, -I’m meant to be meeting someone…There was silence.  I waited.She broke it.  -Meeting someone?  A woman?-Something like that.-But you were just shagging with me…I smiled to myself.  -I’ve got a high sex drive, what can I say?-Who is she?-Just some local milf totty I fucked a couple of times over the last few weeks, she’s organising a threesome with her mate and I need to keep her sweet.-You weren’t lying about being a womaniser, were you?-No, I wasn’t.  More silence.  I waited again.-What is she like?-Early forties, not bad looking, small tits, a bit chunky round the middle, but not fat….-But what is she really like?-Ah right, I see… dirty minded, malleable…-And you’d rather go fuck her than me?-Not exactly, but I thought you’d had enough for tonight and she made herself available…  I’d rather fuck you both…This time I broke the silence.-Have you ever been with another woman?-No…  I’ve thought about it, who hasn’t…?  -Come and meet her, if you don’t like her, we’ll bin her and come back here just the two of us.-Really?-Really, really.I could tell she was intrigued, something had woken in this girl, she was a blossoming sexual being and I hoped she could take the plunge.-What if she doesn’t like me?  She asked-Don’t worry, she’ll like you.  She is an open book, she said I can do anything I like to her, if that means she only gets to watch me fuck you, then she’ll have to accept that…  listen, she lives in a big house, her husband is wealthy, she has a nice bed, it’s a good scenario.  Better than fucking in my poky little room…-I’ll meet you at your car in ten minutes.-Cool.  Wear something nice.I called Jo back-Where are you?  She pleaded, I can only get four fingers in my vag…  I need your big hands…-On my way, I said, -I want to find you on your hands and knees, on your bed, holes open for me when I get in…  leave your door open…-Oh fuck, yes, OK,  I have some new toys I bought in the city this week…-Get them out then…  oh and by the way, I’m bringing a friend…-What…?  She said, -What friend?-Never you mind, just be ready.Lynsey showed up wearing a flowery short summer dress and kitten heels, very demure, and what I thought were natural coloured stockings but turned out to be pantyhose.  A fact I found on the drive to Jo’s when I felt up her leg to a handful of gusset.  She smiled teasingly, -Don’t you like tights?  She asked, noting my surprise.  -I’m still not wearing knickers, you can finger me through them.  That was right up my street and I did so, pushing the nylon into her slit and feeling the dampness seep through.  It was all I could do to keep the car on the road when she bent into my lap, unzipped my jeans and started to lick my hardening cock.  Luckily we made it before I dumped a load up her nose.  Lynsey was visibly impressed by Jo’s house,  and we crunched over the gravel to the front door, which was, as instructed, open.  We walked through the hallway and up the stairs.  Lynsey giggled nervously, -It’s like housebreaking, she whispered.  I put a finger to my lips as we reached the master bedroom.  I pushed open the door and entered first.  -There she is!  I announced.  Jo, on all fours, legs spread, black butt plug, frigging her clit furiously, the smell of her sex and perfume heavy in the air.  -Don’t fucking stop fingering your cunt, you slut.  I want to get a really good look at you.  Lynsey hung back a bursa escort bayan little as I moved to the bed, Jo glanced up at me pleadingly as I fondled her dangling nipples.  -I want you to meet my friend.  I told her, and beckoned Lynsey into view.  Jo had an unmistakable look of surprise when she saw Lynsey, fuck knows what she was expecting…  -Hi.  She said.-Hi, said Lynsey, giving a little wave.  -What do you think Lynsey?  I gestured at Jo’s general wanton position.-Can I touch her?  She asked.-You can do whatever you like, right Jo?  Jo simply nodded and groaned as Lynsey ran a hand over her arse and down her stockinged thigh.  I moved around to the other side and soon we were kneading a buttock each.  -You want to spank her, Lyns?  Lynsey looked at me, she did, but wasn’t sure.  -Look I said, slapping Jo’s left cheek.  Jo gasped.-I’ll do it again.  This time I landed a harder blow, making a very satisfying smacking noise.  -Oww, Jo yelped.I nodded to Lynsey to indicate her turn and she did, hesitantly at first and more femininely, but it wasn’t long before she was getting into it, landing sharp slaps in between soothing rubs.  Cheeks nicely reddened, Jo rocked backwards and forwards on the bed.  -Why don’t you touch her cunt?  I asked Lynsey.  She edged her fingers into Jo’s crack, delicately pulling the labia apart and running her index up and down her slit a few times, before settling on the clit.  -Oh, wow, that’s good, Jo sighed, -rub my clit, God, make me cum.  -Put your fingers in.  I told Lynsey.-How many?-How many have you got.Slowly, she managed to work all her slender fingers and her thumb into Jo’s wet hole and began to lightly thrust pushing Jo forward up the bed.  -Yes!  That’s it, fist that fucking whore! I shouted, excited, and Lynsey laughed.  I decided to leave them to that end for now.  Jo’s forward motion needed a cock to stop it so I knelt in front of her and offered her my hard member which she accepted greedily, slurping up my shaft and sucking hard on my glans.  I pushed it deeper into her mouth and gagged her, pulling out with lots of spit before sliding right back in again.  Jo was coming and I would be soon too so I broke off and sat at the table to roll a joint.Jo, spent from the fisting, lay panting on the bed.  I asked Lynsey to take off her dress and look at the toys Jo had.  There was a wand vibrator, a cock shaped dildo and another small butt plug.  A nice, if modest collection.  -Pull the plug from her arse.  I told her.  Jo, lifted her knees and arched her back as Lynsey took hold of the end of the plug.  -Slowly now, I advised.  It wasn’t a big plug, only a little bigger than the one Lynsey had found and it eased out with a wet plop.  -So, Jo, I began, lighting the joint.  -What do you think of my friend?  Did she fist you well?  -Her hands are perfect.  -I want you to make her come.-OK.-Lynsey, do you think Jo can make you come?Lynsey shrugged.  I’ll take that as a yes.-OK, I said, -Jo, lie on the bed with your head at the top, Lynsey, I want you facing the wall, straddling her face, I want her tongue up you.  They just looked at me.  -Come on, I urged, what are you waiting for?  Lynsey, still wearing her tight and shoes, lowered herself onto Jo’s waiting mouth and smothered her with the gusset.  I laughed, -Haha, that’s fucking superb, you’ll have to fight your way through the nylon, Jo!I smoked the joint and watched for five minutes as Lynsey ground her cunt down onto Jo’s face and Jo attempted to tear Lynseys tights with her teeth, I decided to help, and straddling Jo behind Lynsey I cut escort bursa her pantyhose open with a pair of nail scissors.  This meant Jo could really get into Lynsey’s cunt and I think both the girls were enjoying it going by the moans and curses and the slather on Jo’s chin and up over Lynsey’s ass.  I was certainly enjoying it and stared to grope Lynsey from behind, squeezing and pulling her perfect tits and grabbing her arse.  I dropped a big bolus of spit onto the small of her back and it dribbled into her arse crack,  using a finger I pushed it down between her cheeks and spat again.  -I’m gonna finger your arse now Lyndsey, I warned her.She was past caring, loving the feeling of sitting on Jo’s face, really squashing her mouth and nose while Jo licked and jabbed with her tongue.  I slid a finger over Lynsey’s wet anus, sliding back and forward until it opened slightly, just enough to put the tip in.  Wiggling it a little then sipping out to collect more lube and pushing back in, a bit further each time.  This was really getting her going now and she was moaning obscenely.  -Oh yeah, you dirty bastard, your finger is up my arse, I love it, oh, lick my pussy, Jo, suck on it, god, I’m so wet, please, fuck, fuck, fuck…I joined a second finger which I worked in with care, but it seemed simple enough, I reckoned she could take a cock.  I pulled my fingers out and put them to her mouth, she sucked them hungrily.  -I’m gonna put my cock in your arse now…-Go on then.  She gasped. -Just the head.I eased in, just the head, as she asked, but to be honest with you, that was enough when Lynsey started cumming, cumming hard as Jo continued to eat her, and her perianal muscles tightened, squeezing and milking my cock and it was all too much for me and I was cumming, cumming into her rectum and she felt it, making her cum even more and I held onto her as she bucked and writhed and Jo gasped for air. -Stay where you both are, I said as I slipped my cock back out and I waited for a second before the spunk started to ooze out of Lynsey’s hole.  -Lick it.  I told Jo, and she lapped eagerly as it dribbled over Lynsey’s cunthole.  -That’s it you dirty bitch, lap up my jizz, lick it off her pussy and ass…  and she did, eating the whole pie.  I sat back down, considering what to do next, but needn’t have bothered as Lynsey started fucking Jo with the dildo.  That was cool enough for me for a while and next she had the wand out and was really working her up.  this was stiffening my cock again and I wanted it sucked, but the girls were getting on fine so I thought I would make another suggestion.  -Jo loves having her cunt spanked, Lynsey… I said.  -Oh yes, agreed Jo. -Please spank my cunt.  Not hesitant anymore, Lynsey took up position between Jo’s legs and Jo spread as wide as she could and looked up expectantly.  -Give her six of the best, I said, -make her count them.She brought the first one down on her pubis, making Jo start.  -Remember to count, I warned.-AHH, one…  Jo brought her legs together.-Open your legs, slut!  I told her, she did.  -And remember to count!The next one came down slightly lower, -AHH, two!  Jo squealed.-Good, I said, -OK, keep going.-AHH, three…..  AHH, four…. AHH, five…. AHHH, six!!!  Jo squirmed away, hands between her legs.-OK, I said, another six, but this time underhand… I really want you to hit that vulva.  Lynsey nodded.Jo lay back with her legs open again, her cunt wet and puffy, swolled and engorged.  I could hear how wet it was with the first smack and my cock was back to full strength.  -Fucking count!  I shouted.  -AHH, sorry, one.-OK, give it to her.  By the end Jo was crying, tears running down her cheeks and hyperventilating.  Lynsey looked flushed with success.  -Now I want my cock sucked.  I beckoned them over and they complied, obediently.

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