Ben and Ian had been best friends for years. With his corn silk hair and silver blue eyes, Ben was the white hot to Ian’s dark and steamy. He was taller, leaner of build, with muscles that rippled like flowing water. Ian knew that she lusted for his friend. She’d even made offhand comments about what a great threesome they’d make, but she never thought he’d take her seriously.
Ben spoke, coming up for breath. “We’ll make sure you’re well compensated for your efforts.” She didn’t protest as he pulled her vest off over her head and shoved at her bra working his way towards her nipples.
“And there’ll be regular bonuses for work well done.” Ian gave her a wicked grin just before stepping on to the running board and pushing into her slippery pussy.
Ben slid out of a pair of athletic shorts, which appeared to be the only thing he was wearing. She gasped at the size of his heavy penis. It was even bigger and thicker than she’d imagined. He took her open mouth as an invitation, sliding in and out of her suckling lips carefully until he was sure she could handle his equipment. Then he slid his index and middle finger into his mouth, and when they were slick and glistening with his saliva, he arched his beautifully sculpted torso over her to stroke and circle her clit.
“It tastes as good as it looks,” Ian said, pulling out long enough to give his friend a chance to suckle her pouting lips, while he watched, stroking his cock.
The thought of Ben’s tongue where Ian’s penis had been only seconds before was too much, and Liz came again, uttering a muffled cry around Ben’s erection. Then Ben gave way and Ian slid his cock back inside her, this time inserting two fingers into her backside, moving them with a gentle stretching motion. The sensation sent more shock waves of pleasure across her vulva. She tightened her grip on both cock and fingers and heard Ian grunt in response. As he inserted yet another finger, he gave Ben the nod.
Ben pulled his cock from her mouth and crawled in behind her, easing her up off the seat, first her head, then shoulders, until his muscular thighs were splayed around her, and his penis, still wet with her saliva, pressed against her back. For a delicious few seconds, he lingered there, cupping her breasts from behind, tweaking her swollen nipples.
Then Ian lifted her upwards and towards him, further on to his cock, his fingers still stretching her pucker hole. Another nod between the two men, and Ian removed his fingers, but held her arse cheeks splayed as Ben positioned himself. She held her breath. Fantasy was about to become reality. Someone’s fingers spread her juices to lubricate her anus, then Ben carefully pressed into her.
“That’s it, just relax, Liz.” His voice came in harsh little gasps as he exercised exquisite control. “This is gonna feel so good. Just a little more, that’s it. I’m almost in.” He grunted, gave a little push, and he was fully inside.
A brief flash of panic quickly gave way to intense pleasure laced with just enough discomfort to be exciting. The two men quickly found their rhythm. Liz gripped them both in a haze of heat. Probing tongues and groping hands only enhanced the relentless, delicious pounding between her legs and up her arse. Their passion rose until she was sure the whole fire truck would tip over as she was hammered and pumped. And when she could take it no longer, there was an explosion of light behind her closed eyes that matched the explosion in her pussy, then she was gripped from both sides in a bone-crunching embrace as both men came.
When the three of them began to breathe again, she spoke. “You win. I’ll do the bloody calendar. But this-” she gave both of their cocks a stroke “-is just the down payment. I don’t work cheap.’’ She was sliding her knickers up over her hips when there was a noise of something being knocked over. They all jumped, and turned just in time to catch a flash of red hair and a slender body disappearing out the side door.
“Bloody hell, was that your intern?” Ian asked.
“If it was she definitely got her virgin eyes full,” Ben said. “Has she ever even seen a cock?”
“She has now.” Liz watched Ben wrestling his penis back in his jeans.
He chuckled. “Must have been frightening for her seeing the monster in action.”
Teri Dalton was from a conservative, well-moneyed family in Texas. Against her father’s better judgment, her aunt had paid for her to take an internship in the heathen wilds of London so she could see a bit of the world she’d been sheltered from. Liz had taken her on in spite of her puritan upbringing because she was a good photographer. Ian and Ben had an ongoing bet as to whether she was a virgin.
“I told her she didn’t have to help with this shoot since it might be uncomfortable for her. I wonder why she was here.”
“You didn’t tell me you were doing porn.” The intern forced a brittle laugh as she clanked two mugs on the break-room table and slapped tea bags in them. Before Liz could respond, she continued, “The dark-haired one, the one who was. . giving you oral sex,” she spoke the words through barely parted lips, “he’s your boyfriend?”
“Wait a minute, Teri. How long were you there anyway?”
Her face turned as red as her hair. “No one was there, and I was about to leave when I saw you two.”
Liz couldn’t hold back a chuckle. “You naughty girl. You didn’t want to leave, did you?”
“Please don’t tease me. It’s not funny.” Just then the kettle shut off, and Teri busied herself making tea. Liz was struck again by how sexy she was. She was shorter than Liz, and she was curvy, with high full breasts and a mounded backside that filled her jeans to perfection. Today she wore a summer skirt and the silky fabric of her red vest barely disguised nipples and areolae at full salute.
When she finally spoke, her voice trembled. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have watched.”
“Why not? I would have.” Liz pushed the girl’s hair behind her ears, admiring her yummy green eyes. “Did you masturbate while you watched?”
The intern stepped back and straightened herself. “I would never. I’ve never touched myself.”
Liz held her gaze. “Then you’ve never come.”
Teri’s full lips quivered.
“Teri, are you a virgin?”
“I was taught to save myself for my husband. That’s what my parents expect.” She forced herself to meet Liz’s gaze, and her eyes filled. “But I’m not so sure any more. What if I never get married? What if I die not knowing. . what it feels like?” The girl burst into tears and threw her arms around Liz’s neck. “It looked so exciting, the way they touched you, and you were all so-” she choked back a sob ‘-so hot. I just don’t know any more.”
Liz patted her back and tried not to notice the press of the girl’s breasts against hers. In her distress, Teri wriggled closer and began stroking Liz’s arm solicitously.
“You came, didn’t you? You came lots.” The stroking against Liz’s arm became a caress.
“Yes. And I’m sure you’ll find-”
Liz’s words were lost against Teri’s lips. The total surprise of the kiss was quickly mitigated by the warmth of those full, pouty lips. The girl may have never come, but she sure as hell knew how to snog. If the kiss was a shock, what happened next was even more so.
Teri’s breath was a wisp against Liz’s mouth as she spoke. “Show me.”
“What?”
“Last night I wanted to be you, but I wanted to be the guys too and touch you like they did.”
“Teri, you need to think about this, you need to understand-”
“I’m an adult, Liz, and I know what I want. I want to enjoy sex like you do without someone telling me it’s wrong.” Teri’s hand slid from Liz’s shoulder to just above her breast.
It made sense. If anyone could teach a woman how to come, who better than someone who knew exactly what felt best? Who better than another woman?
“Please, Liz. Please can I see you down there.” She brought her hand to rest fully on Liz’s breast.