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[G] I reached the party before B. I chatted to R and her husband before joining the group of old school friends and partners. B came along about ten minutes later. She winked at me as she sat down. What a y and provocative thing to do.
[B] I know had one too many G and Ts. I noticed G stayed off it completely. I heard him say he’d be working on Sunday evening. He flies planes, big ones, so I guess that’s what he needs to do. Small came on to me. I told him to “fuck off” when he asked if I fancied a quickie. With him it would have been really quick. I doubt I’d have even felt him inside me.
[G] B drank too much at the party. She wasn’t drunk, just giggly. Whatever inhibitions she may have had were long gone. We went to her room. I checked that no one saw us. The party had been fun, just a gathering of old school friends really. T had really flirted with me; I suspect she’d tried it on with half the men there. Her dress was just too short and there was just too much cleavage on display. I’m sure she got what she wanted though. Last time I looked B’s “friend” Small was in pole position.
[B] T The Tart had been all over G. She had her tits and legs on display, as if there wasn’t a man in our group who hadn’t been up close and personal with them. Tough luck, my tits are much better, and I’m much more choosy about who gets to play with them. When we got to my room G sat in the armchair. I stood in front of him and unzipped my dress. I let it fall to the floor. The underwear was new, I’d bought it in the hope that he’d be the first to see it.
[G} B stripped slowly in front of me. She looked good, and she knew it, with her breasts falling slightly forward, the pert, rounded backside that I could see in the mirror, those curvaceous legs just slightly parted. I stood, and we kissed. I felt her soft body close to me and decided to join the party.
[B} We tumbled into bed. He held me close. We kissed, and he squeezed my tits so gently. I could feel his hardness close to me, and I reached down and cradled his balls. Earlier I’d wanted it rough and hard, now I wanted slow and tender. Just call me fickle.
[G] It seemed right to take things slowly. I reminded myself how great a kisser B was. I cradled those soft breasts as we feasted on each other’s mouth. She squeezed my balls so gently and I moved on top of her, feeling those soft legs part around me as she tilted her hips towards me.
[B] He went so slowly, so gently, then he moved on top of me. I moved to accommodate him and felt his hardness against my tender lips. Slowly he moved into me, so gently as if it was my first time. The pleasure built as he probed my depths, then withdrew, taking his time, enjoying every part of me.
[G] She moved to meet me as I slid into that soft, silky tube. She sighed, then gasped quietly as her flesh yielded. He arms went above her head as if in surrender. She moved her hips against me in perfect time as the rhythm built.
[B] This was the best I’d ever had—a perfect meeting of two people. I felt a massive orgasm building, first my nipples went like rocks and then my tits ached. He realised and massaged them. I felt the whole lower half of my body start to tense. Somehow, he held me there, teasing me. I half wanted more; half wanted to stay just there.
[G] B started to writhe against me; her hard nipples stiffened further against my chest. I reached down and massaged those wonderful tits. I felt her muscles tense around me, first her pussy and then her legs. I slowed, and she stayed on the brink. She started to buck against me, harder and harder, so I upped the pace.
[B] I started to come harder than I’d ever come before. I felt as if every part of me was part of the party. I grabbed my tits. I thought my nipples were going to explode. I moved my hands to his back and forced him closer. We locked eye contact. He kissed me gently, then went faster and harder.
[G] I felt her shudder, then she locked her legs around me in the way that she does. She threw her arms back above her head, arched her back towards me, and then every part of her tensed. She held me tightly, pressing her hands hard into my back and I flooded her insides.
[B] I felt him come. It was like having a fire hose inside me as he blasted my insides with wave after wave of his hot juice. I held him in place for what seemed like ages, then I managed to relax, slowly loosening my grip, reluctantly allowing him to leave me.
[G} She lay next to me, breathing deeply. I turned onto my side and surveyed the landscape made by her wonderful tits. I started to massage them gently, circling her dark halferect nipples. She started to moan. I pressed harder.
[B] He massaged my tits and squeezed all around my nipples. Everything was so sensitive. I started to come again, I’d never experienced it like that before, nor since. I brought my knees up and squeezed my thighs together to maximise the sensation.
[G} I’m not sure if it was the or the alcohol but she drifted off to sleep almost as soon as she’d had the second climax. I must have dozed off too. I woke in the night, turned off the lights and held her close.
[B] It was getting light when I woke up, he was still asleep, breathing deeply. I had my head on his shoulder. I turned towards him and leaned down to kiss his chest, his nipples, see how he liked it. He did. His cock started to harden literally in front on my eyes. I reached down and started to stroke it, feeling it come alive in my hand. I worked up and down the shaft, faster and faster, as it started to pulse, I squeezed the base hard.
[G] I awoke to the gentle and then not so gentle sensations of B’s hand job. Her small, soft hand worked me to the point of no return, then she dug her thumb into the base of my cock, squeezing hard to prevent me from coming.
[B] I saw he was awake and rolled onto my back. He moved up. I was undecided whether to carry on or to blow him. He nuzzled his cock between my tits. I pushed them together and engulfed him, then released and started to work him with my hand again. As he pulsed, I forced him down between my waiting tits.
[G] I started to come; I felt those soft, warm globes around my cock. She squeezed them tight around me. The first spurt went down the valley, the second hit her left tit, the third the right. Her hand was coated.
[B] It’s a lovely feeling to have your tits sprayed like that. I got some on my chin too. I licked my hand, then my lips and felt it running down my cleavage.
[G} I hadn’t done that in ages. After the exertions of the last twentyfour hours, there was a pleasing amount of, shall we say, content on her beautiful orbs.
[B] He looked down at my cumstreaked tits, then stood and picked up a teaspoon from the tray, collected some as it ran down to pool on my stomach, then drizzled it over my lips as if he was decorating a cake. He gathered another spoonful and fed me.
[G] She was hungry for my juice so I spooned as much as I could into her mouth. She licked her lips seductively, then rubbed her hands roughly over her sticky tits. I reached behind her for a pillow, lifted her, and placed it under her hips. Her legs parted slightly so that I could see those soft, glistening lips once again.
[B] I had no idea what he was up to when he placed the pillow under me. As my legs parted, I knew everything was back on display. My tits were drying to a stickiness; I rubbed them and licked the past of his juice from my lips. He slowly pushed two fingers into me, working his way slowly around the walls of my pussy. His thumb found my swollen clitoris and he started to circle slowly.
[G] I’ve always enjoyed finger. I suppose it’s the control it gives me. She loved it. Her clitoris was swollen and responded to my thumb, I found her Gspot with my fingers and worked them back and forward. She spread her legs further as a kind of reflex and started to work her hips in time with my strokes.
[B] I was on the edge again, then he did exactly what I wanted. With his other hand, he worked one finger into my arse. Normally I hate being touched there but not today. I know I yelped, then he withdrew his fingers from my pussy. Before I knew it, he had his whole hand in there. I felt him make a fist. He started to work it back and forward while his other hand carried on invading my arse.
[G] She went into a crazy, frenzied orgasm, thrashing upwards with her hips, engulfing my hand. As she came down, I slowed, removed my finger from behind her, and returned to two fingers inside her pussy, massaging her cervix gently.
[B] I cried as he brought me slowly back to earth. It was partly the aftershock and partly the knowledge that we would soon go our separate ways. I must have fallen asleep for a few minutes. When I woke, he was dressed.
“Don’t leave without saying goodbye,” he said. I was a sticky mess and my pussy throbbed. I headed for the shower, sadly alone.
[G] I showered, changed and messed up my bed so it looked slept in. I grabbed my bag and took it to the car, then returned to B’s room for a goodbye. I half expected her to jump me, but she was dressed. She looked pretty in jeans and sweatshirt. No makeup suited her. Her blue eyes were misty. We kissed and I squeezed those lovely tits one last time. I told her I’d leave first.
[B} He came into my room to say goodbye. I was in Sunday scruffs, jeans and sweatshirt. What didn’t show was the sated, wellfucked feeling inside me. He didn’t do scruffy; chinos and an opennecked shirt. We kissed; he squeezed my untethered breasts under my top. That was our last physical contact.
[G] I settled her bill. I told you I was a decent chap. When I did, I got an inkling of how B had planned all this. The account was for “Mrs. x”. Perhaps T would have been the safer option? Who needs safe?
[B] He settled my bill, that was so considerate. I remembered to slip my wedding ring back on when I got into the car. Waste of time really, that marriage ended within six months. It was over already, really. By the time we finally parted, I was pregnant. The trouble was that so was his girlfriend and he’d got a colleague into the same state. I remarried five years later and have two stepchildren as well as my daughter.
[G] I was back at base within two hours. I went to see E at her college a couple of weeks later and, fortyodd years on, we’re still fine. We live not far away from the hotel, in the village where E grew up.
[B] G and I did meet once after that night. I’d bought a copy of his second book for my soninlaw, and he was signing copies. I’ve no idea if he knew it was me. I didn’t say anything. Some things are best left unsaid. I’ve read all of his wife’s novels too. She’s really good.
[G] As far as I know, we haven’t met since that wedding. I think she still lives quite near to the hotel, not far from where we went to school. Our house is only about ten miles away, but I’ve been around the world a few times since then. Some things are best left in the past, I think.
[B] My daughter is over forty now, she looks just like her dad.
