Strangers Brew… |

Sunday morning.

Simon woke on Sunday morning alongside two beautiful women!

Anna and Emma were on either side of him, each with their head resting on his shoulder, so he was unable to move without disturbing them. He lay still and tried to remember exactly how they had all ended up there, but it was a struggle to remember all the detail, perhaps because of the wine. He did know that it had been an exciting and very tiring evening!

He had woken with a tune playing in his head, and lay quietly, trying to grasp it more firmly. Suddenly, he caught sight of Emma’s sparkling, electric blue miniskirt, draped over the chair at the foot of the bed, and just the title of the haunting song came back to him.

It was a Cream track called Strange Brew, and his Dad had always played it at full volume whenever they were in the car together, years ago. He wondered why it had come back to him now, but then was distracted by his companions coming back to life.

Anna stirred first and lifted her head. She too seemed a little surprised at Emma’s presence, at first, but then giggled. “Wow, Simon, that was quite an evening we had!” she whispered. “I loved how you took me, and it seems like Emma enjoyed the show too. I hope you didn’t mind an audience?”

“Not at all,” chuckled Simon. “It was Emma who tipped me off about your liking for restraint, so she was involved from the very beginning. It’s not something I would have risked, without you suggesting the idea.”

“Well, I have Emma to thank then,” said Anna. “ It was a difficult thing to bring up on our very first weekend together, but now you know! I don’t like it to be too serious, and definitely no pain to be involved, but you got just the right balance between play and domination. There’s something I can’t quite explain about feeling powerless in someone else’s hands, but I trusted you, and you delivered the perfect package.”

Simon said, “ I hadn’t realised, either, that you and Emma were so… erm.. close.”

“That’s only a very rare thing,” said Anna, hastily, “but there have certainly been times when we have… helped each other out. Emma is quite good at giving oral, but I have to say, she doesn’t compare with you, Simon!”

At that moment, Emma raised her blonde head from Simon’s shoulder and beamed at them both. She echoed Anna, word for word, saying “Wow, Simon, that was quite an evening we had!”

Simon and Anna both had to laugh.

“So you enjoyed the show, did you, Emma?” asked Anna, leaning across Simon’s bare chest, and stroking it gently with one hand.

“Oh My God, yes!” gasped Emma. “I’ve not cum so hard in a long time! It was so good of you both to let me intrude like that, but now I’ve got the taste! Could I stay with you just a little longer?”

“Well, that’s up to Simon too, but I don’t mind as long as you realise that his cock is MINE!” and her hand slid down Simon’s chest, while she stared Emma in the eye.

Emma did not look away, but pressed her more ample breasts against Simon, and slid her hand down Simon’s chest too.

Of course, he enjoyed the slight frisson between the two of them, but said, “Let’s be clear, girls; I am here for Anna, but you played an important part last night, Emma, and I’m sure Anna won’t mind if you’re… involved… in some way, today. What would you like, because I have a commitment to show Anna how many ways I can love her this weekend.”

“Exactly,” said Anna, “so don’t you get in the way of that, Emma!”

The two girls were getting quite heated, and Simon was becoming very aroused as they confronted each other facetoface across his chest. In an attempt to defuse the situation, he put a hand behind each head, and pressed their faces closer together over him. They were so close now, that they just had to laugh, and he forced them to literally ‘kiss and make up’.

As their kisses became deeper, their hands slid further down his body, and both stroked his growing cock. When they broke apart, for air, both their hands remained on his hard cock.

“We need a compromise, girls,” said Simon. “I am obliged to concentrate on Anna, who invited me here, but perhaps Emma can do a little more than watch, today?”

“OK,” said Anna. “What would you like, Emma but don’t say you want Simon to fuck you, because that just isn’t happening!”

Emma said, “Well, you claimed last night that Simon gave better oral than me, so how about letting him prove that to me? It won’t stop him you at all!”

Anna seemed to be considering that seriously, and looked at Simon quizzically. He tried not to seem too enthusiastic, but after all, it was one of his favourite pastimes. It was clear that he was prepared to do that for Emma, (purely in the interests of peaceful coexistence, of course), and when he said that, both girls burst out laughing. It seemed a compromise had been reached.

There was no urgency to proceed, though.

Now that peace reigned, the two girls talked together more comfortably, and chatted over Simon’s chest as though he wasn’t there! Each had a hand still toying with his cock and balls, or stroking his belly and thighs.

Simon noted that Emma’s breasts were rather larger and softer than Anna’s, and had dark brown areolae, with short firm brown nipples, quite different to Anna’s pink nipples.

When he commented on this, Emma said, “I just love having my nipples played with, don’t I, Anna! I think I can orgasm just from that alone. it’s as though there is a direct line between my nipples and my clit, and an electric charge runs between them.”

Anna agreed that she knew of Emma’s sensitivity in this way, and that it might be another way for Simon to please her without actually her. For herself, Anna was determined to ride Simon to a climax today, at least once.

The morning was passing, and Anna had lost patience with all the talking. She decided to take the initiative and clambered on top of Simon. She straddled him in reverse cowgirl position, spreading her wet pussy lips open on his belly, and sliding them down towards his erect cock, then rising above him.

Emma quickly took a firm grip on it, and pointed the head of his cock upwards between Anna’s pussy lips, but then, as she hovered above him, Emma stroked it up and down the wet length of them, teasing her mercilessly. She delighted in the close observation of Simon’s cock and Anna’s pussy, and her own power over the situation.

Every time the head of his cock was pressed against her clit, Anna jumped in shock, and every time it settled in her vaginal opening, she tried to thrust down upon his long, thick cock. She squealed with frustration every time Emma denied her, by moving him away.

Emma was relishing her control of Simon’s cock, and did not want to give it up to Anna’s pussy. She also seemed to take some pleasure simply in denying satisfaction to Anna, though she might have been trying to heighten her arousal to the maximum?

Finally, though, Emma relented and allowed Anna to thrust herself hard down onto Simon’s cock, staying there awhile, and shivering with the delight of the deep penetration. While she sat there, luxuriating in the feeling of Simon’s cock pressing against her cervix, her hands played with his balls and her own clit, and she moved her body only very slightly.

Meanwhile Emma, behind Anna’s back, laid herself against Simon’s upper body, and guided his hands to her breasts. She moaned as he teased, squeezed, pinched and moulded her large breasts with his hands, and played her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. They were as hard as bullets between his fingers, yet were clearly very sensitive.

She lifted her body to present her breasts to Simon’s mouth, and he happily licked and sucked her breasts one at a time. He was completely distracted by Emma’s breasts.

When Anna suddenly rose above Simon’s cock, then thrust hard down onto him, it came as a surprise, and he almost accidentally bit Emma’s nipple. She squealed, partly in shock, but partly in delight, because she felt a spark of electric power rush from her nipple to her clit.

Anna rode Simon’s cock fiercely, slamming down on him harder and harder, while Emma crouched over his head, feeding her breasts to him with one hand and playing her clit with the other.

All of them could feel an imminent climax building, but who would be the first to cum?

It was Emma who triggered the whole sequence, by plunging her fingers inside herself, and almost suffocating Simon by smothering him with her large, soft breasts.

As he gasped for breath, Anna joined in with a final downward thrust onto his cock, throwing her head back and literally screaming “Fuck, fuuck… Fuuuck!” Simon pumped his cum up into her, and she shivered as she felt the pulses throb up through her clenched vagina, and arrive forcefully in her innermost depths.

They both slowly collapsed into an ungainly heap on Simon’s body, while he sank into the mattress, and groaned with the release of tension.

Anna fell back and Emma rolled aside, so that they returned to their original positions alongside Simon’s exhausted body, with their heads on his chest.

When they recovered themselves, they all agreed that a shower was called for; there was cum, saliva and pussy juice all over their bodies, in various states of being some still dripping, some just damp, some dried and encrusting breasts and bodies.

So all three made their way together to the bathroom this time, and the spacious shower accommodated them all without difficulty. They soaped and washed each other meticulously, with no restraint on exploratory hands.

Simon soaped Anna clean of his cum, teasing between her pink pussy lips, and cleaning her trimmed black bush. Then he turned to Emma, and noted that she was entirely shaven clean. His cum had not reached her, of course, and still would not if Anna had her way, but her own juices had been liberally spread by her fingers.

When Simon tried to soap Emma’s breasts, she pulled back at first, then dropped to her knees in front of him. Looking up at Anna, and seeing the slightest nod of approval, Emma soaped her own breasts liberally, and then wrapped them around Simon’s cock, which hung down his thigh now.

While Emma massaged his soft cock clean, with her soft, soapy breasts, Anna took Simon’s head in her hands and kissed him passionately, as he fondled and teased her pink nipples.

With all this personal attention, Simon began to revive himself, and Anna laughed as she felt his cock swell a little.

“We all need some lunch, I think!” said Anna and they agreed that they should take stock of the situation over some food. They all helped dry each other with soft towels, but there seemed no need to dress for a meal. After all, they were only going to debate how to spend the afternoon, and clothes would be an encumbrance.

Sunday afternoon.

Over lunch, Simon became a little more concerned that Emma was playing too much of a role in what was, after all, meant to be a weekend of pleasure for him and Anna.

Anna did not seem so perturbed, but Simon caught numerous glances from Emma which he found a little disturbing. There was a devilish glint in her eyes, which she was hiding from Anna, but pointedly focused on Simon.

There were surreptitious touches and strokes, too; none of them were blatantly ual, but a casual stroke of the arm, or shoulder at first. Then a hand might glide down his back, and over his tight ass, or dwell on his thigh as they sat side by side.

It was clear from the light of lust shining in her eyes that she was conscious of what she was doing, without Anna taking note, and Simon felt compromised. It was all done with ‘plausible deniability’, if he were to say anything to Anna.

So he tried to ignore it and focus on Anna, but lines of his Dad’s favourite song, ‘Strange Brew’ began to play insistently in his head:

She’s a witch of trouble in electric blue,
In her own mad mind, she’s in love with you…
With you…
Now what you gonna do?

Putting that to the back of his mind, he focused on the discussion of the Sunday afternoon pleasures ahead.

They had decided earlier that Emma needed to experience Simon’s oral attention.

That had been Anna’s suggestion after all, because she was insistent that Simon would not fuck Emma; only she would have that privilege. Somehow, events had then taken their own path and Simon had focused on Emma’s breasts while Anna had fucked him.

Simon suggested that they should revert to ‘Plan A’, and perhaps the two girls could also take pleasure in each other’s bodies as they did so. He thought he would have to return to his own apartment by the evening, to prepare for the working week, so there was probably only one more full encounter possible today.

‘Plan A’ was enthusiastically received by both girls perhaps more so by Anna than by Emma. Emma pressed her full naked body against Simon’s, and whispered, “One day, Simon. One day, I’m going to suck and fuck you dry.”

Anna knew nothing of this, and hugged both Emma and Simon close; their nakedness merged into one amorphous body as they all wriggled and pressed themselves together. Hands roamed free as they headed back to Anna’s bedroom again.

The room was still full of the heady scent of , and that aroused their other senses even more. They were all naked, of course, but Simon was now fully erect, in anticipation of pleasures to come, and similarly, both Anna and Emma were damp with expectation. They both stroked their own bodies sensually, and were not averse to teasing each other’s as well as Simon.

Simon lay back on the bed again, and motioned Anna to straddle him, so that he could see her firm pink nipples and glistening black bush, while he held her by the waist. She wriggled gently away from him, forcing his cock to stand firmly upwards behind her ass. She tried to grip him with the cheeks of her ass, while he manoeuvred Emma into place.

He asked Emma to straddle his chest, facing Anna, and lift herself above his mouth. Her pussy was completely shaven, and every detail of her wet pussy lips was on view to his closest inspection, It was a beautiful sight to him!

The two girls leant forward to support each other’s weight, wrapping their arms around each other and pressing their breasts together. Their erect nipples played against each other in a contrast of colours.

They hugged each other tight, and while Anna’s pussy rose to allow Simon’s cock to find its way to her inner lips, Emma’s rose above Simon’s lips.

He parted her hairless outer lips, which were much darker and more furled than Anna’s, to find her even darker inner lips pouting around a bright pink interior. Her pussy was oozing honey and Simon spread the slickness with his fingers, feeling inside her with just one long finger at first.

His tongue delved inside her, then licked up towards her exposed erect clit, shining like a bright red button to be pressed in an emergency. He clamped his mouth over her and pressed his long finger deeply inside her, curling it up against her vaginal wall, and seeking her sensitive spot.

He soon found it.

Emma squealed and crushed Anna against her, forcing their breasts together, while Anna very slowly rode Simon’s cock. She was determined not to cum until Simon had finished with Emma!

Anna was well aware of Emma’s very sensitive nipples, and while Simon licked her clit and probed her pussy, she squeezed her breasts and pinched and pulled her nipples. She still kept riding Simon’s cock, but for the moment her focus of attention was solely upon making Emma cum, and as quickly as possible!

When Emma did cum, it was a spectacular performance.

She pressed down on Simon’s face, threatening to suffocate him, and clasped her thighs tight together around him as she squirted copiously over him. At the same time, she pulled Anna close and forced their breasts together even harder. Her body shook uncontrollably, transmitting her tremors to both Simon and Anna, and she screamed at the top of her voice.

The energy she transmitted to Anna revitalised her efforts to ride Simon to a climax, and her pounding of him became faster, harder and deeper than ever. As Emma’s orgasm subsided, Anna’s built.

When she reached her own climax, it provoked a revival of Emma’s, as well as bringing Simon to his conclusion. Her vagina gripped and rippled around his deeply embedded cock, and tried to suck the cum from him, as she had done orally before.

Simon was trapped beneath the two of them, and his body jerked with a compulsive need to push further inside Anna, even though that was not possible. His cum filled Anna to overflowing, and his own tremors slowly subdued.

The three of them collapsed together in a random heap of arms, legs and bodies, joined by sticky cum, sweat and bodily fluids. It would be difficult to see exactly where one of them finished and another began.

Even so, they slowly disentangled themselves into three separate people again, and arranged themselves alongside each other.

Simon turned to focus on Anna, but was conscious of Emma pressing herself up against his back, and her hands running down his flanks to his hips and thighs. She was trying to distract him from Anna, he thought, and wondered if they had created a nightmare scenario by involving her in their couplings at all.

‘Strange Brew’ ran through his mind again:

“She’s a witch of trouble in electric blue,
In her own mad mind she’s in love with you…”

“Anna,” he said, “Thank you for the most wonderful weekend. I hope we made love in enough ways to satisfy you, at least until next weekend?”

She smiled broadly and said, “Maybe, maybe not. I will have to replay them in my mind, to be completely sure, but I think you certainly lasted the course!”

Emma kissed him between the shoulder blades, and whispered, “Well, I enjoyed it, Simon, even if you weren’t allowed to fuck me. Perhaps next time?”

He didn’t reply, and hoped Anna hadn’t heard. After all, she was the reason he was here. It had been fun for Emma to join them, but he wanted more time alone with Anna now, to develop their relationship in their own way.

Simon sat up in the bed, and pointedly spoke only to Anna. “I have to go home now,” he said, “ and prepare for the week ahead. Should we meet as usual at the train station tomorrow morning? Or could I stop by here to walk there with you?”

They agreed to walk together. Obviously, they were no longer ‘strangers’, and wouldn’t be travelling alone for the foreseeable future. They might even enjoy their journeys to and from work now!

He turned to give Emma a kiss, but she pouted at him, and turned aside. There seemed to be a cloud of resentment around her, but there was nothing he could do.

As he dressed, he said to Anna, “Perhaps we can get together at my apartment next weekend, and spend time on ourselves. We will have a whole week of train journeys to fill with thoughts and ideas for the weekend!”

Anna said, “That would be delightful, Simon. This weekend has been a pleasure!”

She seemed oblivious to the fire in Emma’s eyes. Simon felt danger in the air, but Anna clearly did not. Perhaps he was imagining the tension in the atmosphere as they all parted, but as he walked home, ‘Strange Brew’ played over and over in his mind…

“Now what you gonna do?”