Malcolm and the biggie
I was 19, and working for a UK Telecoms giant. A colleague, Michele, had been given a huge promotion, and with it a budget
to fund a leaving do of biblical proportions.
Yes, a very nice big package, but more of that later.
We were assembled in The Malthouse in central Birmingham, by the canals, the pub where Bill Clinton once had a pint, if you’re
interested.
It was not later than 10 pm, but we’d been there for four or five hours (of free booze) by then, and most of us were hammered.
I was wearing a Chinese style dress, the sort with a mandarin collar, so at least,for once my TITS were not hanging out,
but there were thigh length splits in it, which as I was slumped on a leather sofa, were exposing lots of stocking top,
and bare thigh.
As I was 19 and the average age of the staff was mid thirties, mostly married, and to old bags, you can imagine the effect of these stocking tops.
Even some of the women were admiring.
Most of the staff were married, not many were my age, and although I wanted to go dancing, the legs really were’nt
agreeing.
Now I don’t want to make out that Malcolm was hitting on me. He wasn’t. He was a perfect gentleman, he really was.
Everything was entirely MY fault ( EVIL Grin ).
I am suitably racked with guilt.
Whip Whip !
Once a Catholic …..
ANyways……………
He was I think 42 or 43, and divorced, not his fault, not in his telling of it anyway, but of course it never is. Malcolm was
a tall, black man, very athletic for his age, or for any age really.
He was about 6′ 2", really toned, he looked fantastic in a suit, chiselled features, as in very defined cheekbones,
dark soulful eyes, yummmy.. er and his hair was really REALLY short, like a number one all over, he may even
have shaved his head not sure, I didn’t see him every day. He would have had a full head of hair if it had been
allowed to grow, I noticed.
I always think it shows a degree of confidence when a man shaves his head, especially when he’s NOT balding.
Anyway, Malcolm lived on my route home along, out the Warwick Road, but not nearly as far out as me.
Seeing that I was in a bit of a state, Malcolm gallantly offered to take me home, in a cab.
You may think he was merely trying to get his l*g over, but that’s just because YOU are a dirty bigger, and you KNOW you are.
He called a minicab, and when it arrived he helped me into it.
I was giggling and chattering and being a real pain in the ar*e, (but more of that later) but he was patient, and calm, and really nice.
As we neared his home I started to go to sl**p on him, quite literally actually. This is never good in a moving
vehicle, I mean brick-built rooms have been known to spin, let alone elderly, rattly Toyotas.
I asked Malcolm if I could take refuge at his house for while in order to sober up a bit, and then continue my journey later. I didn’t fancy the prospect
of being cross examined by my parents.
He agreed.
When we got into his house, I rang them, and with a masterpiece of concentration , managed to sound quite sober,
and compis mentis, as I explained that I was staying the night at my friends house. The friend was a real person, but she was
back at the Malthouse, but if she was ever asked then she would back me up.
Malcolm went to the kitchen and I went to sl**p again.
He returned with coffees and two chip sandwiches. ( I mean CHIPS, not crisps. French fries on steroids)
We drank coffee and ate, and talked a while and he was really charming, and eventually offered to show me to the guest room, which he did.
He lent me a huge T shirt to sl**p in, and I got into bed and pulled the t shirt up to my waist to mast*rbate. My stroking
fingers gave me a rather disappointing – an anti climactic climax, which nevertheless produced a throaty little moan and then
I went immediately to sl**p.
At some point in the wee small hours I awoke, and I was freaked out totally by a scratching at the
window. (It later turned out to be the branches of a tree)
I left the guest room and tottered along the corridor to Malcolm’s room, where I slipped quietly into bed beside him.
(crash)
He woke and thought I must have gone to the bathroom, and then taken a wrong turn.
I explained I was scared and needed someone there.
"Okay, back to sl**p then" he said gently
In my sl**p I cuddled up to him, feeling quite safe, but my big TITS in the thin t shirt were up his back, as I
spooned him.
He seemed restless.
Poor chap, eh?
A full set of er*ct t*enage nipples up his back! Well would YOU be able to sl**p??
Lol
At some point during the early hours of the morning, when the fog of alcohol had worn off a bit, It suddenly
dawned on me he was semen.
His b*m was like steel, really toned.
I stirred and he too.
He seemed a bit MORE shocked when he came round properly.
"J…Jo, um, should you really be in here? I mean I’m not assuming, you know, that you wanted to…you know " he burbled
"Relax" I grinned " I ..I got spooked by something outside – like I said – and…. I figured you’d .. look after
me"
Then I realised that he had the most MASSIVE erection. It was causing a ridge in the duvet.
I looked at it, and he looked at it.
He may have blushed, but I really couldn’t tell.
"Sorry" he whispered, and gulped.
"It’s probably my fault" I admitted "Unless you’re just like that in the morning anyway, LOTS of guys are!
Don’t be embarrassed" I said with a wicked grin
"Look I’m old enough to be… I’m a LOT older than you"
I pulled the duvet down, and he wasn’t quick enough to stop me, and once I’d seen it, then he didn’t attempt to cover up.
Well… it was fucking huge! I mean you’d expect a 6 foot odd black man to have a big but this was REALLY quite massive.
It jutted from his groin like a mahogany branch of a tree. Very little in the way of hair, though he wasn’t a waxer.
He had magnificent big balls, as well – the size of small oranges.
He was c*rcumcised, which is a minority in this country, and the last third of it was an interesting variety
of colours. Like one of those ice lollies with the stripes.
It was quite a sight, and as hard as a rock for me, curving back towards his totally RIPPED stomach.
His b*dy was like a twenty year old’s. Better. Really wide at the shoulders, really narrow at the waist, he looked
like he lived in a gym. Fabulous.
"Jesus christ you’re really REALLY BIG!" I cooed.
There was a point where I almost lost my voice. I moved to hold it, gently, about half way down. It must have been the best part
of ten inches, and SO WIDE as well!! I couldn’t get my hand all the way round it, and I do have fairly long fingers,
this would have to be a two handed wank if I were to do that for him.
And I very well might do that for him.
The trouble with big s is that if you need two hands for the you haven’t got a hand free to milk the balls, or you
have to borrow one of theirs. Which I like. But then again ………. I like everything.
Anyway, he gently pushed me away :
"Jo…." he began
"shhhh" I cooed.
I opened wide and took him in my mouth
I wished I’d had a chance to re apply my scarlet lipstick
The h*ad was enormous, I couldn’t take much more than that inside my mouth.
He exhaled through his nose
"Jesus" he groaned, squirming under me, but his resistance was waning at least, if not gone.
With a free hand I pulled the T shirt up, not off as my head was in the way, giving head!
With the t-shirt up round my neck I could take his huge penis between my ample breasts, which he LOVED, especially
with the added tongueing he was getting!!
I could feel his toes clenching as he gently fucked my cleavage. I thought: "He’s going to come in a minute!!"
I pulled the t shirt off, finally , so we were both now naked.
"Have you got any c*ndoms?" I asked
"Oh…..er no, I don’t keep any in, I never .. have the NEED of any, I’m afraid " he explained with a wry smile
"Well…..I’m going to HAVE to have it anyway, so we’ll have to be careful, yes?" I warned "Tell me when you’re going
to come and I will jump off, and swallow it all"
"I’ve had the snip, if that helps" he told me
"Ok, fine, you can come inside me then" I said and I moved up to position my dripping wet hairy pussy right above his massive
sh*ft.
"Um, Jo…." he ventured "I know this is going to sound a bit .. pervy"
"Go ON!" I laughed
"You know those stockings you had on last night – would you wear them for me now?"
"Oh is that all ?… that’s hardly pervy, I’m almost disappointed. I thought you were going to want
to tie me up or something….which you CAN by the way"
I launched out of the room, and returned (strutted!) moments later with g*rter belt
and stockings and s*penders all FABULOUSLY in place, and my high heels back on.
I had the legs and the a*se for it, particularly then, I’m a bit leaner now.
My xh*mster profile picture is a polaroid which dates from around then.
I jumped back on him, and PLOP! The admittedly massive member disappeared inside my extraordinarily
juicy pussy.
I was literally soaking wet before I’d even started to actually seduce him, as a result of lurid alcohol fuelled fantasies
whilst I was half asl**p against him.
Well I say it disappeared.
It filled me entirely, but it went in.
I did have my doubts, prior, but I thought ‘Be BRAVE, girl!’
Regardless of how big the I had never failed – at the time – to accommodate one !
( There was ONE once, c 2005 which was too big and I had to bail )
Within seconds we were R*TTING, no other word for it, he’d reached round to feel my (black, silk) stocking tops, and grab the sussies.
He was pulling my b*ttocks apart, pushing me right down onto him
"Jesus" I grunted "you’re fuckING huge"
I wasn’t joking, it was getting bigger and bigger
"Christ almighty" he grunted.
I felt him lurch, way up inside me, and again, I thought he was going to shoot, but he didn’t. Good control!
"JO, you’ve got the most FANTASTIC TITS" he enthused
"Thankyou" I beamed "I really, REALLY LOVE them" and I lovingly tweaked my big nipples to emphasise the point.
I leant forward, firmly holding my right breast, forcing the er*ct nipple into his mouth
"Bite me " I told him
He gently took my nip in his teeth and squeezed, and I come straight away ! Just a little one,
but revving up for a multi. I DO Multi, but usually under extreme stimulation, e.g. DP.
"OHHH" I moaned in his ear
"Are you Okay, am I hurting you ?" he asked
"Yes and yes" I grinned "I’ve come. But don’t stop, because I won’t stop coming"
"Can you multiple?" he asked, intrigued "I’ve never been with anyone who multipled "
"Oh yes" I beamed "I’m a VERY GREEDY girl when it comes to c*ming, I do multiple but usually under..um rather exceptional
circumstances"
"Are you really only 19? You seem incredibly confident! What sort of exceptional circumstances?" he mused
"I am, and I am in really confident in b*d yes – when it comes to getting what I want – but I’m not always confident
– you know workwise and all that. Exceptional circumstances being…well… more than two people present, for a start!"
"Wow!" he mused, "you and two guys… or what?"
I nodded and continued to ride him up and down, SLAM, nearly out then slam back down onto it
It was such and big and hard shaft, really – reliable, you know? He wasn’t going to lose it,
he wasn’t going to come until we wanted him to (note the "we").
Lots and lots of flesh moving, deep inside of me, my cunt opening and gripping in turn, squeezing him,
pumping, thrusting.
He was still holding my sss open, and a sneaky finger was sneaking it’s way up there.
"Oh god that’s nice, the finger" I moaned
He pushed further in
Then I come again, much MUCH harder,
I leaned in to tell him about every spasm in great detail, while I bit his ear and his neck
"OH JESUS" he groaned and again I thought he was going to come.
And so did he, but again, he choked it back.
"Do you LIKE my *rse? " I teased "do you want to fuck me up there?"
I felt him get noticeably harder inside me, evidently the idea of my gorgeous bottom really inspired him! Bless!!
I could go on and on forever about my bottom, it was a beauty, well it still is, but it was a bigger beauty back then, and an
artist ( one who paints racehorses for the Queen) once painted me – well, several times actually, but the one was basically just of my b*m.
That was when I was 18. My TITS, my arse and one of my pussy, on the walls of a New York Exhibition.
Google Melissa Mailer Yates (who at the time, pre op, was PETER Mailer Yates) the painting is called Eurydice.
Arethusa is also of me, and Ate, and Alcestis and Terpsichore.
NOTE FOR LATER IN THE STORY: Antigone is my fiend Leigh
My dad was delighted, not.
My mom actually WAS very proud of me, because she put me forward for it.
Anyway , Malcolm was getting intrigued.
"What age did you start having sex?" he suddenly asked
"**" I said (can’t say) "With girls"
"WHAT?" he gasped "With GIRLS? Just… like a bit of …youthful experimentation, I assume? "
"Oh, GOD – you know. It was an all girl boarding school. A LOOOOT of youthful experimentation. A LOAD. Dozens. You had to take what was on offer!!
Be boring otherwise, just frigging yourself off. Having someone else do it was better. Do YOU wank?"
"Hardly ever" he said "It seems .. a bit sad for a man of my age to be… doing that"
I shook my head
"I don’t agree. I’d quite like to watch you, actually, in a bit " I told him
He looked uncomfortable.
"I’ll do ME, so you can watch" I offered "You’d LIKE it, and as I say, I’d LOVE to watch you"
He smiled
"I bet I would" he said "so these girls….."
"I will tell you ALL about it later, in juicy detail, when you’re having your wank. It will help you come, I promise you" I grinned wickedly
"We have rather changed the subject – we were talking about your bottom!!" he reminded me
"Oh yes. So we were, my bottom, and whether you wanted to fuck me up there?" I laughed
"AND yes I do" he confirmed
"ooh" I moaned.
Just thinking about that was going to make me come.
So I did
I leant forward and kissed him f***efully as I had big org*sm, not the little fluttery ones, one of BIG the falling-off-a-cliff
ones.
INTENSUS
(Not a typo, it’s Latin for "stretched, strained, high-strung, tight")
I GROANED and shook and bit, and ground my big TITS into his rock hard chest.
His finger screwed it’s way into my a*s and entered deeper, using our sweat and my dribbled juices to ease the way.
I bit his tongue, gently while groaning that I was coming, like he couldn’t tell – my cunt was clamped like a VICE on him as I
bore down.
Finally I stopped shaking and held him
"God!" he said, impressed "that WAS a big one!"
I was lying on him, giggling. Still very d***k as it goes.
I climbed off of him, his huge GLISTENING member exiting me with a pop
He looked disappointed
For a moment………….
L A D I E S , G E N T L E M E N – T H E A N * L S C E N E :
– Roll on the drums –
I lay on my side with my head supported on a hand
"You were on about my B*M??!" I smiled
"I ….was ER…… – where did we get to? What did we ..establish, exactly ?" he ventured
I gave him some advice, and you may heed it too:
"Let me just say this to you – never ask women if they TAKE it up the arse – PLEASE! You didn’t I know, but
a word to the wise, that’s not the way to broach ..the subject.
You need to ask if she LIKES it. Does she LIKE to do that? If she says she does, then you can ask her what position SHE favours,
how she likes to l*be, and if she wants you to use a condom, and um… all that technical stuff, before you … fuck her up the ar*se!!
It’s the gentlemanly thing. You will get a lot more…. action, that way" I explained
"Oh my, that’s quite a ..questionnnaire, then! Um, so then about YOU specifically, DO YOU, like it?"
"YES, I do. Actually.. I love it" I admitted "It’s a bit kind of taboo, and it can hurt, but I do find it REALLY er*tic. So yes. I’m an an*l girl"
"And..position?"
"Well, either on my back with my legs up, or doggy, or me lying on my side and you behind me. I tend to think that..with
the size of your , and all – we’d better go with the nice, relaxed number three !" I told him
"Okay, and the l*be?"
"Vaseline… or perferably KY. I don’t suppose you HAVE any?" I asked
"No, neither I’m afraid. WD40?" he suggested
I shook my head
"It Stings!" I giggled "Ok , improvise then, spit and pussy juice!"
"O..kay" he said "How are we going to do this?" He enquired
"Well, get your tongue in my pussy, get as much juice on your tongue as you can, and then stick your tongue
RIGHT up my arse! That’s how"
He evidently liked the idea because he was visibly harder than he had so far been – you know girls – almost SNAPPING OFF hard?
LOL
I lay back and spread my statuesque, stockinged thighs as wide apart as they would go, which is QUITE wide – supple girl – and my
mature and gorgeous beau sat about his work with gusto. He went down on me, skilfully l*cking my cl*toris, then he moved down
and his long tongue slipped right up my h*le, I lay back and lustily played with my big TITS.
With a slurp he pulled his tongue out,
"roll over" he said gently
I rolled onto my side.
I reached behind myself with both hands and spread my b*ttocks for him
He was down behind my b*m.
"Oh god you have the most INCREDIBLE b*ttom" he enthused
"Thankyou" I giggled quietly into the pillow, but I was trembling !
His big warm hands took over the spreading of my b*m, freeing my own hands up for my TITS and my cl*t.
I moaned into the pillow as I touched myself.
I felt his breath on me as his tongue invaded my ar*e, slippery with his saliva and all my cre*my come, then he lovingly
l*bricated my t*ght little ars*hole for his invading .
I was trembling from head to foot at the anticipation of this HUGE organ being pushed into my a*se.
Finally he lovingly kissed my b*m and nibbled his way up my spine, tingling all the way, until I felt his weight settle
behind me, and I could feel his – monumentally hard – in my b*m cr*ase. I felt him take his in his hand
and introduce it there. The head, a very BIG head, like a large hens egg,lodged in my r*ngpiece. He gently pushed. SO gently….
OH!!! I moaned – rather theatrically – "SO BIG!"
"Do you want me to stop?" he panted
I shook my head emphatically
"NO! I’m not Not a teaser" I assured him "I want it as much as YOU!"
"Oh……..I DOUBT that" he chuckled under his breath
He eased off and slipped two fingers into my a*s. They felt good as he probed and stretched me, then it was back to his .
He leaned on me and used a little of his weight and
"OOOF" I moaned
And he popped through.
He was in.
"OH my GOD" I groaned "It’s HUGE…………………wait a minute wait a minute, OK – go on – fuck me, please .. go on.. push it further in – fuck me"
"OH MY GOD" he echoed "you feel…. incredible. Such a beautiful , t*ght little ar*se. I want to come up there!"
"You CAN . …and I want you to" I told him "I want you to empty those fucking great…. full balls up my ar*e"
My cl*t and my nipples were as hard as each other, as I m*sturbated myself stickily to a cl*max, trying to
keep just ahead of Malcolm.
He reached round to hold my breast, and we fing*red the painfully er*ct nipple together, his fingers within mine
"What are you doing? " I asked
"I have got…my… big BLACK RIGHT up your tight little teenage arse, and I am going to …blow my fucking tanks up there
– any minute NOW" he growled
(He’d got the idea )
"God you are SO fuckING GORGEOUS" he groaned , and with that his whole body tensed and his straining pumped and pumped
, jerking, spasming, depositing it’s great steaming, scalding hot contents deep in my guts.
Groaning loudly I described every droplet to him in great detail.
It was "exquisite" – I will use that term – and seconds later I come too, a HUGE multiple orgasm that left me flushed and
panting, my skin burning. Our sweat mingled as he cuddled me in our post climactic trembles.
"That was absolutely AMAZING" I assured him, "I loved it"
He gently withdrew and carefully kept his away from me, as I turned and we kissed breathtakingly, pass*oniately,
lustfully !
"I’m not that squeamish about – you know – s that have been up my bum" I told him "but… I wouldn’t want to suck it right now
– you know – I hope you’re okay with that. I will if you really WANT me to."
( He didn’t)
Malcolm went off and showered, very thoroughly judging from the length of time he was away.
I gently mast*rbated while he was gone, and I didn’t stop when he returned.
He knelt btween my thighs to watch, closely.
"That is SO… sexy" he grinned
I pushed two fingers into me
"I need you to fuck this pussy , now – how long before you can get it up again, do you think?" I mused
"At THIS rate, about two minutes!" he joked
"Have you ever had a thr*esome?" I asked
"No, no – unfortunately!" he admitted "Have you?"
"YyyeaHHH, a few times" I admitted "There was.. one with two guys and me in Prague. They were bisexual, that was REALLY cool.
Quite a few at school, with girls. Two guys and me in Stourbridge. I like being double p*netrated"
"WOW" he said, impressed: "You’ve got very exotic tastes for a young girl"
"Hmmmm…. I know…. I have a gorgeous friend called Leigh, who would REALLY like you "
"Er..is Leigh a girl ..I hope?" he smiled
"Oh GOD yes, she’s absolutely beautiful! Stunning. She would probably be up for it, with you. Not me"
"NOT you?"
"She wouldn’t have sex with ME, no – she’s not that umm.. adventurous"
"Not a friend from SCHOOL then?" he enquired, grinning
"Oh NO NO NO" I giggled "THEY would, probably, most of them, but I’m only in touch with one, and she’s abroad, modelling"
"Is she ..famous?"
"She IS, yes. Not telling you who she is though, sorry"
"Damn"
"You’d like to see me with her NOW, would you? In a sexty n*ne?"
"Yes, I would" he said, his voice had thickened noticeably
"I don’t know if she goes with guys now, I think she does, she’s in the gossip columns from time to time. I will speak to her when she
comes back from the States, see if I can set it up"
"REALLY?" his eyes were wide with anticipation
"Yes, really. But for the NOW..ish, you would have to make do with Leigh and me. I could see if she wants to go out with me next
Saturday, the plan is I will fill her full of booze and see if she wants to come round here. I will do my best, ok?"
He seemed pleased enough with that. And who would not be ?
Suitably inspired by the thought of the coming Saturday night, my new lover jumped on me,
hard as a rock again, and twice as big as one.
He hauled my legs over his shoulders and did me on my back. Both our sets of eyes were GLUED to the great mahogany
shaft steaming in and out of my wet and hairy crack – it was covered in FROTH I was so wet !
I saw on the clock radio that it took me four minutes to come, that’s all, ANOTHER multiple, as well.
Generally I only multiple if there are more than two people present, very occasionally when there is only one person
present, me. And that just happened as I stopped writing to masturbate. So, RESULT.
Malcolm, having already shot his load up my bum, as I have mentioned , was quite chilled now.
although:
"Jo, can you tell me about what went on at your school?" he asked "PLEASE?"
"Well. I bloomed early… TITS and p*bes, you know, and….. I attracted the attention of some of the older girls,
when I started. I was. ..
Fresh meat. So… my first night in the dorm this older girl, Ciaran , jumped into my bed. She was beautiful,
redhead, b*sty, 3 or 4 years older than me. Well she came and said it was down to the younger girls to pleasure
the older ones. She kissed me, and f*ngered me. Made me come. She gave me lots of affection, I have to say, lovely kisses.."
Malcolm gulped, his eyes very prominent, as he continued to fuck me apace.
"and?"
"Well, as the nights went on, it progressed to pussy licking, bum licking the lot, and
other girls, sometimes three in a bed, but that wasn’t so common, the beds were tiny!! Once on a trip we were left sl**ping in
a big hall, and ALL the staff went to the pub for hours, and there were I think twelve of us, had an orgy!!"
"WOW" he enthused " Who was the sexiest girl?"
(Name changed)
"OH! Ursula Forbes-Wood, by a country mile. She was… is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. She’d got
a pair of TITS on her – at **!!! (xiv) which were to DIE for. She’s the model. Her favourite thing was to jump into bed
with you, wank you off, get all the juice and smear it all over your TITS, then lick it all off. THEN she’d
go down n you! "
"JEsus" said Malc "I’m going to come"
"out out out" I said
He obediently withdrew
"Let me grab your balls" said
He let.
With my encouragement he wanked himself off.
I made him get right up close, me milking his balls, until the slot opened and he fired all his come all over
mt TITS, my neck, my face (I’m not a fan of the facial, but I wanted it that night)
"OH JESUS, YES! YES ! YES!" I cried , and he agreed.
I got to SEE him come which was what I wanted. All over my big TITS
We collapsed into sticky-tittie kisses.
I made him suck them, in honour of dear ‘Ursula’
Later I wanked him off, really slowly whilst telling him the story of PRAGUE – which I have yet to find the time to write
up, at least 5 sheets A4 I reckon, and I will not leak it here!!
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PART 2 FREE WITH PART 1
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So, on a rather wine fuelled sunny afternoon out the back of a riverside pub, I casually mentioned my encounter with Malcolm
to the SUPERNATURALLY gorgeous Leigh. If Ursula is Real Madrid, then Leigh is at least Benfica. I told her everything
including the dialogue.
She was curious and asked lots of questions, including asking me what I’d told him about school, and did I really go with all those girls.
I assured her it was 100% true.
She asked me coyly if I still fancied women.
I said that if I did, then I didn’t do anything about it, but I also said I would "perform" with a girl, if a male l*ver ever wanted me to.
She accepted this, and said if she was in the mood sufficiently, and the guy was hot enough, then she’d be willing to "play act"
for him with a girl, providing she wasn’t some old bag.
Hmm, good enough.
Game ON.
So, the following Saturday night I pre warned Malcolm to be home, and be prepared, and I would see what I could do.
I persuaded Leigh to come out in Solihull with me, and frankly she couldn’t understand why I wanted it to be just us two, and
not the whole gang.
I made something up which was plausible enough. I’ve always been a good liar. I was in selling for a while.
Anyway I got her d***k quite quickly by delaying going to eat, I had secretly eaten previously, but claimed I hadn’t
By 9 pm she was up for anything, so I got her fed on pizza to stabilise her a bit, and popped the question.
"Did you want to MEET Malcolm?"
The penny dropped.
"Do you mean get him to come up here and have a drink with us?" she asked
"NO" I said emphatically "I mean we go round to his house"
"Oh… I see" She looked a bit unsure
"Come on" I said " Be BRAVe, come and meet him. You don’t have to to do ANYTHING if you don’t want to"
I left her and called a cab, also texted Malcolm: "We’re coming now"
Fifteen minutes later we were tottering in our high heels up his path. Leigh was unsteady, I took her elbow.
We rang the bell.
Malcolm opened the door, he was in tracksuit bottoms, and a vest. He looked magnificent. There was one hell of a bulge
in the trackie bottoms. I wasn’t sure if he had a semi on, or just nothing on underneath.
Leigh was having a GOOD look. She was blushing like a schoolgirl.
He ushered us in, and said he had a carribean curry on the stove, and asked did we want some.
We did, I mean I HAD eaten, but not Leigh. She was on tilt.
He brought us steaming bowls in, with flatbreads. It was fabulous, fiery but sweet. A bit like Malcolm.
He also brought us HUGE glasses of fab white wine. Leigh held off, but I took great swallows, the food was HOT!!
When we’d finished he cleared away.
when he came back in:
"Leigh, it’s nice to meet you. You are as beautiful as Joanne said"
"Thankyou" giggled Leigh, again blushing.
I went over to Malcolm and sat next to him.
"I’ve MISSED you" I smiled and leaned in to give him a kiss. He was conscious Leigh was there, kind of watching. Kind of not.
My kiss became more urgent. His was visibly INFLATING in the baggy tracksuit bottoms. Starting to point at the ceiling.
He sort of shifted, trying to hide it, but that was hopeless. He was HUGE as I may have mentioned.
I started to undo my top
I heard Leigh gasp, though quietly.
I placed his big warm hands on my bare TITS, he massaged them WONDERFULLY, and I saw him glance at the gorgeous Leigh,
before he moved in to suck them.
"Mmmm" I groaned, as I stroked his stubbly scalp.
I undid my wrap round skirt, it was like a sarong really. If you count my shoes as two, then I was wearing four items
of clothing. Underwear: nil.
I very quickly whipped his trackies down, no pants on either, naughty man with his big hard .
There was another louder gasp from Leigh, her one hand was absent mindedly ( I think) cupping her breast.
Suddenly she SPOKE
"Are you two going to DO IT in front of me?" she screamed
I looked over my bare shoulder at her
"It COULD happen" I grinned wickedly
"Jesus" moaned Malcolm as I firmly grasped the base of his . I threw a leg over and pretty much just sat down
onto it.
75% of his HUGE was in me, the rest was getting cold outside!!
fuck he was big, bigger even than he’d been with me alone, bigger even than when he was up my a*se.
"Oh my god" giggled Leigh "I can’t believe this!"
I loked over my shoulder and she had her hand over her face, though she was by no means blindsided, she was peeking
through her parted fingers.
The other hand was stroking her own breast.
I was moving up and down on his immensely thick sh*ft, it was going in SO deep I was groaning at the effort.
He was quite quiet because his face was full of my big TITS. Pretty soon he was s*cking hard on them too.
I was trying not to come, not too soon anyway, but it was a struggle.
I sensed some sort of movement behind me, and when I stole a glimpse, the gorgeous Leigh was pretty goddamn near semen.
She was just pulling her thong down and off, and what a sight because she was completely hairless.. either shaved or
waxed and very perfectly too. I had showered with her at gyms, and seen her semen beforem but she’d always got a dark
silky little bush.
Her sex was just perfection, not all labia hanging out like mine, but the most perfectly neat little slit.
I thought "WOW! She’s not as shy as I thought!!"
She moved closer
There was a shake in her voice as she tentatively asked:
"Can I watch?"
"OF Course you can" I grinned "Come here"
Malc just said nothing, he glanced at her, as he sucked vigorously on my TITS.
Then he spotted the minge and he was transfixed !
Leigh moved in to stand right by us.
"I’ve never actually watched people …m*ke l*ve before" she admitted "I’ve been in a room , or a tent or whatever, with
people ..doing it, I’ve heard it, I’ve seen duvets going up and down, but JESUS, I can’t believe you’re just fuckING right in front of me!!"
"Leigh, babe. Chill. Enjoy. Watch us, or TOUCH us! JOIN IN!" I told her
"God" she sighed and knelt by Malc’s (huge) FEET!! She had a grandstand view now
"How does it look? Describe" I asked
"Well…. jesus. Firstly you’ve got a lovely a*rse, Jo. I’ve seen you in the shower and all that,
but you know, in ACTION, you’re just fabulous. And – well.. my god, Malcolm. (Cough) You’re just so….
HUGE. It hurts to just watch. I can feel my… insides trembling at the ….thought. It’s slipping in
and out of you, it’s so wet and shiny. Jo, your pussy lips are …foaming. Jesus. I’m going to have to
m*sturbate. Sorry"
"Feel free" I encouraged her
She was kneeling watching Malcolm’s huge slip in and out of me, her hand had covered her
shaved little m*ound, and she was rubbing her clitoris.
Her other hand cradled one of her superbly pert breasts.
Little moans escaped her.
Malcolm then chipped in
"Leigh, is there room for you on this couch? If you STOOD in between me and Jo, would your pussy be in my face ?
I could lick it for you?"
"Jesus" giggled Leigh "um… okay lets give it a go. I’m feeling left out here anyways!"
So she slid her svelte bod in between us, as described above.
Her long legs elevated her, so with her feet on the sofa, she had her crotch level with Malcolm’s mouth.
I gathered his big tongue had made contact as the shiver travelled all down her spine to ME!
Now this arrangement had another …feature. Leigh now had her GORGEOUS arse right in my face !!
If you missed the mention above – google image search Mailer Yates and Antigone, that was painted a year or so
before this all happened. That’s her arse.
I licked my way down her spine, she was shaking.
I kissed her buttocks gently. Little bite.
Then I eased them slowly apart
"What the fuck?" she groaned
But she was about to find out…
I parted her peach, and sensuously licked her bum. Tongue right up. RIMMED her.
Oh my god she went off like a firecracker.
She was getting her pussy and her bum eaten at the same time and got all her ducks in a line, she’d been playing with
her own TITS as well, and she had to hold on to his scratchy head for support, as her body tremored and spasmed,
she gasped, panted, damn near screamed the place down.
Finally she climbed off him/us and collapsed.
"MY GOD, I come so HARD!" she told us "You DIRTY fuckING BASTARDS!! How did my BUM taste, Joanne B****e???"
"Vaguely of cider" I mused
I was still fucking Malcolm , through all this
"Girls, I’m going to come!!" he announced, suddenly
He WAS human !
Now I should explain here that I DO NOT LIKE men c*ming in my face, particularly. In my m*uth, sure, all over my b**bs,
lovely, between my b*ttocks – please do, in my pussy, yes please. But not in my face. It’s not that I have fright,
or that I don’t like sperm. It’s not that. I think I feel it’s demeaning, insulting. It’s just a feeling. I don’t like it.
I will make exceptions !
I jumped off Malcolm’s erection, which was very unselfish of me, as I was about to come.
I knew what he wanted, instinctively.
I grabbed Leigh’s hand:
"Come here" I said
She hauled herself up and got next to me
I slid my arm round her little waist
"Snuggle in to me" I grinned
She rolled her eyes, and grinned coyly, tucking her raven hair behind an ear.
I manouvered so we were breast to breast, touching. Her nipples were as erect as mine, but just not as long,
an altogether flatter type of n*p, BEAUTIFUL though. Her little lovenest was barely visible, just the top of her neat little,
sl*t visible between her ivory thighs.
If you’ve ever seen Jennifer Aniston’s TITS, then like that, sort of conical.
When my dangerously erect nipples ( I mean they could have somebody’s eye out, really ) came into contact with hers
it was electric, for both of us. I was openly loving it, and she was blushing more and more. She was looking down at our boobs
together.
Malcolm was wanking, he’d got a grip on his about half way down.
I reached out and massaged his balls, at the same time making him move in closer.
Leigh looked down at his shining HUGE erection, and then at me.
I gave her a little kiss on the lips, she blushed even more, I could feel the HEAT coming of her. My hand slipped from her waist
, and cupped her smooth buttock. I let it slip lower until I could feel the come dribbling from her cunt, moistening the
inside of her thighs.
Pushing my luck even FURTHER, I sl*pped a finger inside her, from behind. She was hot and smooth and slimy,
and she began to kiss me back. If not actively up for it, she was at least a hedonist.
"Mmmm" she moaned into my open mouth "You’re finger fucking me"
I wasn’t, actually, but I didn’t need a second invitation.
I got my finger right up there and pulled it in and out f***efully
She trembled
My other hand came round to the front to work on her clit, again there was no resistance, she was giving herself up
to the moment.
Our t*ngues met, clashed, and entwined, as Malcolm finally come his load in our faces, dripping off our alabaster
youthful cheeks, our fresh young skin festooned in his copious amounts of sperm
"Oh my GOD my GOD my GOD" he moaned as he SQUEEZED his balls out
I licked come off Leigh’s eyelid, she ate some from my earlobe, finally having all the issue in our mouths
we kissed again, swapping all the hot sp*nk back and forth..
"JEEEsus" he moaned
Isn’t it funny how people get all RELIGOUS ?
He collapsed back onto his sofa
We were still cuddling and giggling….. and swallowing
"Are you two going to …. make l*ve together?" he ventured
I put on my COYEST expression, you could almost imagine the popsicle
"Is that what you WANT?" I cooed
It should be noted I was still fingering Leigh, front and back!!
She looked at me from under hooded eyes, she was extremely flushed.
"I think I’m going to come" she whispered
"Lie down" I encouraged her and she whispered to me the following:
"I think I’d rather do it with YOu than try to get that HUGE thing into me !" she confided
I laid her down, and came in and kissed her, she was even more passionate with me now, I scooted down her
luscious b*dy and took each nipple into my mouth for a s*ck and a nibble and a severe tongueing. She had very wide
,pale aure*lae, quite beautiful. I left her nipples wet with my my saliva as I l*cked a trail down her flat b*lly, evoking
lots of shivers from her, I parted her long smooth thighs, and nibbled inside them, up and down down and up, teasing.
Her b*m was coming up off the floor an inch and back down, up and down up and down.
"I’m going to have to HOLD you down, I can see" I chuckled
and I held
I zoomed in on her shaved little puss, it was so dainty but even so she was SOOOOO aroused the labia were spilling out
as they engorged.
There were dribbles all smeared around the hole, where I had been f*ngering her earlier.
"GO ON GO ON " came a voice of GREAT encouragement. I had forgotten all about Malcolm being there.
"She’s being gentle with me" explained Leigh.
She was smiling a lot, so I hadn’t gone too far wrong.
I trailed my tongue across her mound, across the stubble which marked where her pubes would have been before
she shaved them all off. I wasn’t touching her clit or even her labia, just teasing the sensitive skin where
the hair had been.
Her hand descended to her pussy, and she just opened herself up. SLUT !
She pulled apart the top of her labia, which were all sticking together with goo, to expose her clitoris to me.
I could smell her, heady and strong.
I pushed my tongue out and slurped inside the hood.
"UMMMFF" she groaned, at my first touch.
"GO ON LICK HER!" ‘commanded’ Malcolm
I stopped and looked over my shoulder , Leigh and I were in fits of giggles as she said
"ARE YOU STILL HERE?" we laughed
"GO ON GO ON" he insisted
He didn’t think it was funny at ALL
I resumed sucking her pussy lips
She was moaning softly, and gulping
"Mmmmmmmmmmm"
I lapped at her erect clitoris, and slipped a finger, then two inside her tight box.
"Fuck, YEAH" she hissed
Her hips began to buck uncontrollably, and I gently held her still, as I finished her off.
She was involuntarily grinding her cunt against my mouth, as she came and came
"oh my god my god" she groaned "Jo, will.. you MARRY me?"
We collapsed in fits of giggles
Malcolm was wanking frantically:
"That was fanTASTIC" he enthused "Leigh, go down on Jo!!"
"Fuck off" said Leigh "That’s RUDE!"
"Do it"
Well….huge glass of wine and five minutes later:
"Fucking HELL, Jo you’ve got a really HAIRY cunt, how am I supposed to get IN HERE??"
I, very helpfully, opened it all up for her. Because I’m GOOD like that.
Leigh very shyly began to suck my pussy lips
I encouraged , STRONGLY, and suddenly Leigh just said "JESUS!"
I opened my eyes and saw Malcolm behind her.
She’d got her bum in the air as she was going down on me, and she was
SO wet and open, Malcolm had managed to get his big cock in there, she’d got a very tight little
cunt, as I had discovered with my fingers up there.
He gripped her waist and pulled her into his groin, REALLY FUCKING GIVING IT TO HER,
I thought if he did fuck her it would be gently. I was wrong.
Not all bad though, because within five short minutes, ALL THREE of us were coming.
I came under her naive, probing tongue, Malcolm shot his great cock-full of steaming sperm deep up inside her tight,
shaved pussy, and Leigh came as she felt Malcolm fire off inside her.
She collapsed onto me
"Oh god he’s got such a BIG COCK" she complained
I was in fits of giggles
Later, we all got into Malcolm’s big bed. Leigh was in the middle, lying on her side with me behind her.
During the night I snuggled up to her, my big nipples in her back. I gently reached round her, undecided if she was
asl**p, and began to gently finger her little pussy. She moaned gently, and I moved her lustrous dark hair to nibble
her neck.
She pushed her silky bottom back into me, against my crotch. Her pussy came again, under my skilled fingers.
Malcolm was watching and wanking, and managed to POUR another portion of hot semen all over our
smooth and plump cheeks before he expired, snoring.
Leigh and I awoke, late to the sounds and smells of a Full English breakfast being cooked by our host.
A week or two later I was in Rosie’s in Solihull with my boyfriend Mark, when I spotted Leigh at the bar,
with a man who was groping her arse. On closer inspection it turned out to be our Malcolm.
I was rather taken aback as I thought I was the key that connected them, but evidently they had their own relationship.
When they spotted us, they came over, and awkward introductions all round, Mark was always suspicious.
I told him Leigh and Malcolm had met through me, by chance on a train. All plausible and all upheld by
the two of them.
That night we ended up back at Malcolm’s the four of us, and that as they say is ANOTHER STORY
Jo xxxx