Tonight was the night! Paul was in the kitchen preparing for the arrival of his guests. He pulled some snacks down from the cupboard, opened a bag of crisps and heard the patter of the contents hitting the white glossy ceramic bowl. He took a crisp and went to ready the drinks. The fridge was full of beer and wine, chilling ready for tonight’s guests. He took 3 beers out and opened each one with a sparkling hiss and a flick of the wrist.
Paul and Claire often had people over to watch special episodes of tv programs or major sports events and tonight was game of thrones night. ‘However’, thought Paul with smile, ‘this evening’s event would be quite different’.
There was a hard rap at the door. Paul gathered the drinks and left the kitchen with an excitable spring in his step. When he got to entrance corridor, Claire was stood with the door ajar, handle in hand. Claire was pretty with her brown hair hanging at shoulder length, she wore a light blue vest blouse and a black figure hugging skirt. She looked sexy in a subdued way and Paul was glad that she hadn’t chosen tonight to dress causally in jeans and an old tshirt. Maybe it was the company they invited over?!
Two men crossed the threshold into their home. The first, a plain looking man in his late twenties of medium build, greeted Claire with a quick hug then entered. The second, a taller and younger man in his twenties pulled Claire in closer with kiss on her cheek and a hug in which they embraced a lot lower than her initial greeting. She felt his hips touch hers and felt his thin yet muscular torso. The kiss on her cheek lingered a little and she inhaled his scent of aftershave and testosterone. He broke away and looked up making eye contact with Paul. They shared a knowing smile and he ran his hand down her skirt onto her ass. Claire giggled and smiled, gently batting his hand away ‘oi! Get off you’ she exclaimed playfully but her face was at odds with her words as she flushed a little.
Paul thought they had always been flirty together and he knew he had planned to up the ante a little tonight. Paul had spoken to their second guest about his plans the day before and he was enthusiastic to say the least. The other guest had overhead the conversation and was invited along due to an interest in the show. He was about to be as surprised as Claire!
Paul handed the cold beers to his friends and they took their seats. The room was set out with a sofa and a single chair. The first guest chose the single chair. Claire chose the middle of the sofa squeezing between Paul and his co-conspirator with a bum wiggle to settle herself in.
They settled down helping themselves to snacks with the tv providing a dull hum in the background as the conversation flowed about how their days had been and other pleasantries. As the drink was starting to be consumed, the conversation became a little louder and there were more laughs and smiles.
Paul noticed Claire’s hand laying on his workmate’s leg and she frequently touched his arm and chest as their rapport grew.
Paul caught his eye and they nodded to each other, he responded by reciprocating her touch and the flirting increased.
Game of thrones’ opening sequence started and this precipitated as lull in conversation as their attention was taken by the tv.
They watched together, silence interspersed with sipping drinks and a few comments and outrages at plot twists or evil doings by characters.
In one scene a blonde girl was stripped naked and roughly taken from behind. Claire found herself becoming aroused, especially as for the first time this evening she acknowledged that she was the only girl among three guys. She also became aware of a few furtive glances her way from all the guys in her house. Her imagination was gripped by the scene on the screen and the desire to be bent over and taken like that grew inside her. She knew that her panties were becoming damp and this only increased as she felt pressure from both sides of the sofa, almost trapping her between them. Claire shifted her body to rest on Paul and swung her thighs onto Paul’s friend’s lap.
The conversation didn’t increase yet her attention was drawn back into the room as she felt strong warm hands lightly stroking up her calf, tingling as the back of her knees were brushed. Her breath caught in her chest as his hand slid up her thigh catching at the bottom of her skirt.
She slowly shifted herself into a different position and her skirt rode up, creasing on her thigh, inching upwards.
She noticed her first guest, sitting on the chair, glancing over surreptitiously and she was aware that he could see bottom of her thigh and maybe the edge of her panties. Although he wasn’t as attractive to her as Paul and her other sofa companion, she acknowledged he was cute and felt a rush of endorphins knowing that he was checking her out.
Claire knew she was beginning to lose her inhibitions due to the wine and company. She thought the show would be over soon so why not have a bit of fun before they left. With that she parted her legs, leaving one on her guests thigh and the other sought the firmness of the floor. This definitely got her noticed and he began to stare at the damp patch that was clearly visible on the crotch of her lilac panties.
The episode finished and this indicated to Claire that the fun was over. She re-positioned herself. Catching herself using the attractive guests thighs as she had a little headrush, she brushed against his crotch as she sat up.
The post-analysis of the show was a little subdued possibly due to the earlier tension. Paul’s friend sitting in the chair made a comment about possibly leaving following finishing his beer.
Their other guest apparently had a different idea and in a pretence of ‘joking around’ he grabbed the remote and turned over to babestation ‘for a laugh’. The volume was muted and the conversation re-started with good humour and more alcohol. There were comments about the surgically enhanced women grinding away in thin air and how silly this seemed. However the air began to buzz again as the sexual charge returned and the content of discussion became more sexual, Claire asking if any of the boys had used the chat lines and what everyone masturbated over.
The bottle of wine dripped its last sweet contents into Claire’s half full glass and Paul stated that he was off to grab a case of beer from his car as they were about to run dry.
As Paul was opening the door to leave, he turned and said to his friends ‘i best not come back to you guys wanking over them in my living room!’, indicating the two semi-naked women throwing ‘call me’ signs on the tv screen.
Paul closed the door with a muted bang. Claire attempted to rise and give him a hand but she was caught by the wrist and pulled back onto arm of chair with the exclamation ‘We can’t be left without a host!’ Claire let out a playful yelp as she fell onto his lap. They began laughing together as their other guest shuffled uncomfortably in his chair.
Claire’s head fell back with laughter and she fell off the sofa pulling Paul’s friend on top of her. Claire’s hand found itself trapped under his crotch, feeling a definite hardness resting in her palm.
Pinned to the floor by his body, Claire felt her excitement grow and her juices flow. She squeezed in her hand a thick roll of quarters and leant in towards him. She felt his breath and lips touch her neck, sending tingles all the way down her body. Her other hand sought his hips and she savoured the pressure of his body on hers. His hand ran up the outside of her smooth leg, hitching her skirt up further.
She opened her eyes reaching for the back of his head, intertwining her fingers with his short hair, pulling his mouth into her neck to add suction.
As she gazed around she looked over at Paul’s friend on the chair and noted his wide eyes, shocked expression etched across his face, yet he appeared to be rubbing his crotch. This brought Claire back to her senses somewhat. She went to rise, struggling to stand up, hand reaching out to be assisted by the sofa. She stumbled and once again she fell onto him. But this time she remained there for a few beats, feeling his chest rise and fall.
Claire sat up and steadied her back against the sofa. She commented that Paul was still gone and maybe he had to go to the local shop to get beer. The wine still ruling her tongue, she joked about Paul’s parting comment, musing to what his reaction would be if he came back to see their cocks out and them rhythmically wanking.
The alcohol had definitely overtaken her senses as she playfully ran her hand again across her flirtee’s crotch, finally resting at the top of his flies. Claire knew to stop it there, any further and this would constitute more than just ‘having a bit of fun’.
Claire hadn’t been aware of the plan for the night and sensing the winds of change, Paul’s handsome friend lightly placed his hand on Claire’s and guided it to loosely grip his zip.
‘He said he didn’t want us wanking over the girls on tv! Nothing else’ he said with a smirk.
Claire held her breath. The excitement built with each popped clasp as the zip was slowly pulled down, their hands enclosed around each other. As the flies opened, Claire felt a further growth and showed no resistance as her hand was placed on his emerging erection.
Claire didn’t dare look as somehow it wasn’t as real to do this blindly.
As she watched the big breasted woman bouncing up and down and mimicking a wanking motion on babestation, Claire found herself stroking his cock in sync with the woman on the screen. His dick felt thick and heavy in her hand and as she built up working his shaft she noticed that his hand was no longer supporting hers and she was stroking him of her own volition.
Claire observed that their other friend had abandoned the tv and was staring intently as she slid her hand up and down. He had unzipped too and his hand was gripping himself inside his trousers. Claire expertly twisted her fingers around the cockhead in her hand and she locked eyes with him as he jerked his dick. She squeezed the throbbing tip and felt a little sticky wetness between her finger tips. She spread it round the head in a circle and stroked his hard cock faster.
Paul walked in on this scene and a grin spread across his face. His plan couldn’t have gone better! He’d orchestrated his friend turning on babestation to get the conversation sexual, then leaving them alone and intoxicated to give them the opportunity and desire to lose inhibition.
He jerked his head at his masturbating friend, motioning him to sit on the other side of Claire and left the room.
The cock stroker moved beside her and took her other hand, placing it on his shaft. His cock was hard yet not as long or thick as his friend’s but as Claire got to feel both at the same time she wasn’t complaining. Her legs were parted by both of their guests gripping at her thighs and she subconsciously lifted her mound up aching for their touch.
Paul re-entered the room. His hands full with some rope and a kitchen chair. He placed it with a scrape and bang on the floor and although this startled Claire she didn’t pull her hands back or recoil. Her eyes widened in shock but the expression on his face encouraged her to continue. Claire slowed down her stroking pace and seductively looked upwards through her eyelashes at Paul.
Paul motioned for her to rise and take the seat in front of him. Somewhat reluctantly she stood but went along with Paul’s request. She sat down with a thump and gulped another slosh of wine. This gave her the courage to go along with their ‘joke’.
She felt Paul grip her hands behind her and bound them together. The rope was hot and rough against her wrists as the knots were tightened.
Both men stood out of their seats on the sofa and moved toward Claire. She could feel her heartbeat loud and fast in her chest, a combination of apprehension and excitement.
Claire sat tied to the chair in the middle of the room, she could feel the presence of the three men behind her. The handsome younger friend of Paul’s encircled her and lifted her face with a gentle touch on the bottom of her jaw. They locked eyes and with his other hand he guided his semi erect dick to her lips. She opened her mouth to accept his heavy meat on her tongue. Claire loved the taste of Paul’s cock and she loved this one just as much. The salty sweet flavour danced on her tongue and she enveloped his thick shaft with her lips, sucking it deep. She flicked her tongue under his shaft and curled it as she bobbed her head, causing him to grunt and sigh with pleasure.
Behind her she felt a hand reach round her waist and between her legs. Fingers probing the wetness over her panties and moving her gusset aside, then inserting in her glistening, moist pussy. Claire began to feel herself tightening around the fingers and an animalistic desire to buck her hips caused her to grind against them.
Paul walked in front of her and pulled out his stiff cock, brushing it against Claire’s cheek. She moved onto Paul’s dick, tasting his familiar flavour. Her eyes remained on their guest’s big cock as he slowly wanked it right in front of her face.
The handsome large cocked guest reached forward with his free hand and popped open her blouse. Her bra clasp was also quickly undone, ample breasts bouncing as they were freed. They lifted her bra and blouse over her head, covering her face, further restricting her movements and reducing Claire’s ability to resist even if she wanted to.
Claire was re-positioned so she was on her knees, body across the chair, breasts hanging down the side, her head facing down and her arms behind her back.
Claire felt the man behind her upzip her skirt and began to pull it down over her hips, she adjusted her weight so it slid off. Thinking that they were going to do what they like to her anyway, she did not try to stop them.
Paul was the one to pull her panties down and her ass was spread by another pair of hands.
‘Mmmm look at her holes lads, I think they all need filling’ the cocksure friend stated.
‘I think Claire needs to be punished for giving you both hand jobs while I wasn’t looking first!’ Paul said as her caressed the curvature of her round arse.
She felt a heavy slap on her arse cheek as Paul brought his hand down on her.
‘You naughty fucking slut’ he spat through gritted teeth. Three more quick slaps in succession brought out a redness on Claire’s cheeks. The other men took their turns and spanked Claire hard, pain and heat radiating from her rear. She whimpered but took the punishment.
Her ass still exposed to the men, she felt a dribble of saliva drip onto her asshole, contracting it a little due to the shock. She then simultaneously felt a finger begin to circle her tight hole as a wet soft tongue entering her pussy.
Claire felt her full breasts cupped and squeezed, hardening her nipples as they were fondled. Due to the rough and jerky movements she guessed correctly that this was Paul’s less experienced and more reserved friend, yet found herself becoming more aroused by this happening to her. She wouldn’t have ordinarily let a guy like him do this but under the circumstances she would go along and felt like a slut for doing so.
Her asshole now had two fingers inside from what she could tell, and that was matched in her pussy. She could feel how tight she was and loved the sensation of both her holes being violated. She heard a familiar low buzzing sound and knew what Paul must have in his hand. Claire felt it penetrate her pussy and it was plunged deep inside her awaiting snatch. He fucked her hard with the vibrator and within seconds she could feel herself in ecstasy as the first wave came over her, flooding her body with warmth and electricity.
On a high from her first orgasm, she felt hands all over her, not knowing or caring who was doing what. Her ass was firmly grabbed and then slapped, her back stroked and kissed and her nipples pleased and sucked. All the while her pussy was being fucked hard and fast by Paul and her vibrator.
After her second orgasm like this she felt it slide out of her pussy. She gasped but within moments, Claire felt a longing for it to be filled again. She felt multiple sets of hands pawing her ass apart and spreading her pussy lips wide. This exposure was almost enough to drive her to the edge again.
‘I think it’s my turn now’ she heard as the vibrator was discarded and Claire felt a cockhead at her pussy entrance. She savoured the feeling as it was slowly dipped in and out.
A thick cock was pushing inside and she felt her pussy being slowly opened wider to accept his manhood. ‘God it feels great’ she thought as he inched slowly deep inside her.
Claire knew that this was the biggest dick she had ever taken and savoured every long wet stroke, his hard dick reaching the deepest parts of her. She muffled her screams biting into her blouse.
The blouse fell below her eyes and she looked up to see Paul’s quiet friend stroking his cock and touching her body and thighs, occasionally reaching out to paw at her breasts and squeeze her nipples.
Paul manoeuvred himself in front of her and she greedily took his cock, leaning her head back to take it deep as she sucked him off.
She was being fucked harder and faster now and she gasped for air a little, with every thrust from behind sending Paul’s cock deeper into her mouth. She again felt her whole body begin to shake and spasm as she came as hard as she could ever remember, trapped between two hard cocks.
Paul an his friend both pulled out of Claire and in her delirious post orgasm daze, she heard them shuffle around her. As she opened her eyes she was greeted by a bulbous shiny and wet purpling cockhead. She needed to taste his big cock’s precum mixed with her own juices and she protruded her tongue expectantly. He trailed his cock around her lips, sticky strands coating them. He held the back of her head and began to fuck her mouth. Hands clasped her hair and he pushed in deeper to her throat, causing Claire’s eyes to water. He let her breathe and then continued forcing his cock in her mouth.
She jumped and choked a little as she felt her pussy being entered from behind.
Claire felt that her restraints had loosened during the hard fucking she had received but found the rope around her wrists being re-tightened with a twist. Claire enjoyed the slight pain and restriction.
She felt pressure on her back and her legs were spread at an unusual angle, someone shifting beneath her. After a few grunts and hands positioning her on the backs of her thighs, she felt another cock rubbing at her tight asshole. The sphincter was pushed open without any lubricant other than saliva and slowly eased deep inside the velvety hole.
Claire knew all three men were inside her now and she let herself go, feeling the different rhythms of her lovers’ hips and her pussy widening and constricting as she came again, all holes filled.
Claire felt a cock withdraw and suddenly a jet of warm cum landed like a flicked paintbrush, all down her side and onto her neck.
She felt Paul follow suit and let the big cock escape her mouth, pulling out her tongue to receive Paul’s warm sperm shooting on her tongue. Tasting it’s saltiness. Claire swallowed a little and let the rest dribble down her chin as she knew how the boys would like that.
Paul undid the ropes and removed the chair, Claire lay on the floor exhilarated and exhausted but still somewhat insatiable.
Claire felt a hand guide her onto her back and as she looked up she felt Paul’s handsome friend ontop of her. He looked down and began to rub his dick at her entrance. Claire lifted her legs and her pussy accepted him deep inside of her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him in tight savouring the pressure of his body and each long thrust of his large cock. She loved being fucked with her legs up like this. Pinned down with a hard cock deep inside her. The slow long strokes drove her wild and she let out a moan as he started jack hammering his hard cock inside her. The moan vibrated in her throat as he hard fucked her fast. She felt him jerk and contract as hot spunk blasted her insides. She screamed out in her own orgasm then felt her body totally relax as she dazed in and out of unconscious bliss.