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through her body. As she became more aroused she usually enjoyed a rush of anticipation and the thrill of knowing that the pleasure was about to burst through her body.
This was nothing like those previous experiences.
Her body exploded as soon as Phil’s tongue slipped between her flushed lips. The waves of pleasure continued to batter her flesh as she rocked her pelvis and slid her sex against his face. His fingers bruised her thighs, pushing them apart as he struggled to get his head closer to her wetness. His tongue repeatedly lapped, probed, kissed and caressed. Linda groaned and tried to urge him on with guttural instructions but the words made no sense. There was nothing Phil could have done to make her satisfaction more complete. There was no instruction she could have given that would direct him to do anything better.
‘They feel as good as they look?’ Ted said with a laugh.
Through a haze, she smiled for him, and then urged her pelvis back up to meet Phil’s tongue. Another surge of pleasure rippled through her body.
She believed the need inside her clenching pussy should have been sated by the first orgasm. The pleasure was long, full of marvellous peaks. But she needed to know how her sex would feel with a cock buried between the bulging pussy lips. She yearned to feel a thick shaft, or maybe two, plunging between her overblown labia. The idea of being penetrated by both cocks was exciting enough to encourage another explosion to burst from her loins. She pulled Phil closer as she prepared to tell him that she wanted to be fucked.
Instead, a different word came from her mouth. ‘Party,’ she gasped. Reality came back in trickles. She was supposed to be having fun this evening. But she was also supposed to be a good hostess. As much as she craved her own satisfaction, Linda had to make sure that her guests were catered for and enjoying themselves. The whim of ‘testing’ her swollen labia was now out of her system and she needed to think about the others who would soon be arriving. ‘The party’s due to start any minute,’ she panted. Pushing Phil’s face away from her sex, sorry to be denying herself the glorious pleasure of his tongue against her lips, she said, ‘The first guests will be here soon.’
‘Wise words,’ Ted muttered, stuffing his stiff cock back inside his pants and standing up. ‘Why didn’t I think to say that earlier?’
Phil gallantly helped Linda to her feet and then both men were touching her and treating her to a light, tender embrace.
Linda slipped from their arms and rushed to the mirror. Her body was swathed with perspiration. Her hair was dishevelled and her smile broad with satisfaction. ‘I think I should put something on,’ she decided. ‘I want to look my best for the party. I want to look
the
best.’
Ted joined her and pressed a hand against her flat stomach, one finger pointing downwards towards the flushed and bulging slit of her pussy lips. He planted a kiss upon her throat and said, ‘I can’t imagine anyone at the party is going to be more distinctive than you.’
‘Really?’
He grinned and shook his head. ‘What could anyone possibly do tonight that would make them stand out more than you and your pumped-up pussy?’
Linda considered this and realised he was probably right. She was about to kiss him with renewed gratitude when a voice behind her cut into the exchange.
‘Are we the first to arrive?’
Joanne stood in the open front doorway dressed like a model for leatherwear. Her black leather boots were complemented by a leather basque that cinched her waist and made her breasts look large and inviting. With her blonde hair tied back and a riding crop in her hand she would have looked formidable. But the fact that she held the leash of a pathetically anonymous gimp kneeling by her feet made Linda sure that the woman would be the most commanding presence at the party.
She glanced at Ted but his interest was already caught by the
This was nothing like those previous experiences.
Her body exploded as soon as Phil’s tongue slipped between her flushed lips. The waves of pleasure continued to batter her flesh as she rocked her pelvis and slid her sex against his face. His fingers bruised her thighs, pushing them apart as he struggled to get his head closer to her wetness. His tongue repeatedly lapped, probed, kissed and caressed. Linda groaned and tried to urge him on with guttural instructions but the words made no sense. There was nothing Phil could have done to make her satisfaction more complete. There was no instruction she could have given that would direct him to do anything better.
‘They feel as good as they look?’ Ted said with a laugh.
Through a haze, she smiled for him, and then urged her pelvis back up to meet Phil’s tongue. Another surge of pleasure rippled through her body.
She believed the need inside her clenching pussy should have been sated by the first orgasm. The pleasure was long, full of marvellous peaks. But she needed to know how her sex would feel with a cock buried between the bulging pussy lips. She yearned to feel a thick shaft, or maybe two, plunging between her overblown labia. The idea of being penetrated by both cocks was exciting enough to encourage another explosion to burst from her loins. She pulled Phil closer as she prepared to tell him that she wanted to be fucked.
Instead, a different word came from her mouth. ‘Party,’ she gasped. Reality came back in trickles. She was supposed to be having fun this evening. But she was also supposed to be a good hostess. As much as she craved her own satisfaction, Linda had to make sure that her guests were catered for and enjoying themselves. The whim of ‘testing’ her swollen labia was now out of her system and she needed to think about the others who would soon be arriving. ‘The party’s due to start any minute,’ she panted. Pushing Phil’s face away from her sex, sorry to be denying herself the glorious pleasure of his tongue against her lips, she said, ‘The first guests will be here soon.’
‘Wise words,’ Ted muttered, stuffing his stiff cock back inside his pants and standing up. ‘Why didn’t I think to say that earlier?’
Phil gallantly helped Linda to her feet and then both men were touching her and treating her to a light, tender embrace.
Linda slipped from their arms and rushed to the mirror. Her body was swathed with perspiration. Her hair was dishevelled and her smile broad with satisfaction. ‘I think I should put something on,’ she decided. ‘I want to look my best for the party. I want to look
the
best.’
Ted joined her and pressed a hand against her flat stomach, one finger pointing downwards towards the flushed and bulging slit of her pussy lips. He planted a kiss upon her throat and said, ‘I can’t imagine anyone at the party is going to be more distinctive than you.’
‘Really?’
He grinned and shook his head. ‘What could anyone possibly do tonight that would make them stand out more than you and your pumped-up pussy?’
Linda considered this and realised he was probably right. She was about to kiss him with renewed gratitude when a voice behind her cut into the exchange.
‘Are we the first to arrive?’
Joanne stood in the open front doorway dressed like a model for leatherwear. Her black leather boots were complemented by a leather basque that cinched her waist and made her breasts look large and inviting. With her blonde hair tied back and a riding crop in her hand she would have looked formidable. But the fact that she held the leash of a pathetically anonymous gimp kneeling by her feet made Linda sure that the woman would be the most commanding presence at the party.
She glanced at Ted but his interest was already caught by the
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