Charlotte fulfils Andy’s request and his welcome home party leads to a new experience with two of their best friends
Everything was perfect. From the freshly changed white silk bedsheets, sprinkled with the petals of the spare white roses I had been using to practice making a bouquet, to the romantic lighting and music playing as I glide into the bedroom in full bridal outfit, complete with veil, bouquet, white stockings and suspenders over my tiny white silk panties and white high heels (all hidden under the long skirts and petticoats), the dress’ corset pushing my breasts close together giving me a deep cleavage. Andy gasps involuntarily as he drinks in the sight, looking dashing in his dress uniform, stepping quickly towards me and taking my hands gently in his own as I gaze lovingly at him through my veil.
Hello again! Charlotte/Charley here with another chapter in my story about how life changed radically for me after I was used as an unwilling lab rat for a serum that turns men into women (but not back). If you’re new I’d recommend reading from part 1 as things will make way more sense!
“You look... Wow!” he breathes, I respond with a giggle and a curtsy. “Why thank you, sir.” We stand just gazing at each other for a few minutes, my heart thumping in my chest with nerves and excitement, until Andy gingerly lifts my veil, folding it gently behind my head and taking in the light make up on my face.
“I hope you look this amazing on our actual wedding day.” He murmurs, making me blush deeply and bite my lip cutely. Taking my face in his hands he leans in and kisses me, gently at first before becoming deep and passionate, our arms wrapping around each other’s bodies and he pulls me as close as possible. Despite his obvious arousal (believe me he is VERY aroused) Andy doesn’t try to rush things, holding me firmly but gently even when the kiss becomes hungry, our tongues dancing as we moan into each other’s mouths. As the song fades we break the kiss and I drape my arms over his shoulders, crossing my hands behind his neck, gazing deeply into each other’s eyes (I’ll admit I was quite surprised he wasn’t staring at my cleavage, normally he can’t stop himself lol), a happy sigh escapes my lips.
Lifehouse’s ‘Everything’ starts to play, we sway and twirl to the music, I let out a breathy, happy giggle as the bedroom fades away, replaced in my minds eye by a beautiful room decked out for our wedding reception with flowers, streamers, bows, oh I could go on but I won’t bore you. All our family and friends are watching our first dance, smiling, wiping away tears and finally gasping as Andy sweeps me into his arms as the song reaches it’s crescendo, making me squeak in surprise and giggle as he spins us around, the people around us whizzing by making me a little dizzy.
I come back to reality as we fall onto the bed, both laughing loudly. He hands me a glass of champagne and we chink the glasses in a toast to us, the bubbles tickling my nose as I take a sip. I set the glass down and run my fingers teasingly in circles up his leg, hungry for the prominent bulge in his trousers. As I graze it he takes my hand and gently moves it away. “I want to last as long as possible.” He responds to my enquiring look before getting off the bed and stripping off his uniform, carefully folding it as I watch enraptured from the bed, biting my lip as he finally removes his boxers allowing his cock to spring invitingly into view. My pussy throbs as he turns to face me completely naked, my eyes drawn to his twitching manhood, pointing straight at me from his crotch.
“Please babe, Leave it on.” He requests as I sit up and reach back to unzip my dress. I watch as he crawls towards me on the bed, kissing me deeply as he lays me back onto the pillows, my arms wrapping around his neck again, pulling him closer. Moving back slightly, he kisses down the inside of my forearm and gives me several small ones on my lips before kissing from my cheek to my chin, down my neck and collarbone, eventually reaching the heaving valley of my bosom, kissing and nibbling the flesh of my exposed upper chest before probing beneath the top of my corset with the tip of his tongue, making me shiver with pleasure and desire. He covers the upper flesh of my firm breasts with kisses before moving down and kneeling between my feet, gently pushing my skirts and petticoats up to my waist, pausing to savour the sight of the white silk panties hiding my womanhood, already damp with the juices leaking from me through desire and anticipation.
Leaning down he inhales my scent, licking his lips as he unhooks the stockings from my suspenders and takes the soft fabric of my panties between his teeth, pulling them slowly all the way down my legs and over my high heels before holding them to his nose and taking a deep sniff, savouring my musk. He reattaches my stockings then kisses his way up my inner thigh, skipping over my pussy to kiss down my other thigh, then working his way back up until his face is hovering over my sweet spot. He exhales onto my lips making me squirm at the sensation and a light gasp emanate from my mouth, then he blows gently in a circular motion over it, making me squirm again, he leans closer, planting a light but electric kiss on my clit and making me moan loudly. I can’t help tugging at his hair, trying to stop him teasing me, as he plants numerous light kisses on my sensitive flesh, my body spasming involuntarily with each one accompanied by the strange sound of a whine combined with a gasp, my tugs becoming more urgent.
Finally, he licks along my slit making me cry out in pleasure, my legs juddering and my fingers kneading his skull as I try to push his face into me, his superior strength preventing contact. He gently spreads my lips with his fingers and breathes a series of light puffs directly into my sopping entrance, the feeling is exquisite, my hips jerking as I squirm and squeal with each one. Then he stops, no breaths, no licks, nothing and I squirm harder, the sudden lack of stimulation making me whine loudly.
After what feels like an eternity he plants his lips onto my quivering pussy, sucking and licking hard, his tongue teasing then delving into my hole, my loud cry of bliss is accompanied by a chuckle from him, the vibrations travelling into my sensitive flesh and increasing the sensation, my thighs clamping around his head, hips angling to push my crotch harder against his face as he tongue fucks me.
A long high pitched moan followed by several higher squeals fill the air as his tongue pumps and swirls inside me, his mouth sucking the river of nectar my pussy produces as an intense orgasm builds quickly in my body, my legs twitching and juddering, toes curling and my back arching as he drives me closer and closer to release, my breath hitches, my body stiffens and I explode with pleasure, the accompanying scream is deafening as my entire form convulses wildly. Andy doesn’t let up, continuing to tongue and suck my hole throughout my climax and pushing me to a second earth shattering orgasm, my mind blanks as my hands move rapidly from clawing my corset and chest to gripping the sheets tight enough for my nails to tear the fabric, then gripping the pillow either side of my head as my mouth hangs open in a silent cry, my eyes roll back as he drinks every last drop of my juices and takes my breath away.
He crawls up my twitching form, bringing me back to reality with a deep kiss and I can taste myself on his lips as the head of his throbbing cock nudges the still spasming entrance of my womanhood. I groan into his mouth as he slides deep inside me, his thick shaft stretching the quivering muscles of my love tunnel until our hips meet and he holds still, savouring the feeling of me wrapped around him. Just as the last aftershocks of my orgasm subside he starts to thrust, moaning into each other’s mouths as he fucks me with a slow, steady pace, my hips rocking in time, my fingers raking his back with my nails leaving small trails of blood and my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him as deep as possible.
Andy continues thrusting, the long, slow strokes of his his manhood spreading my sensitive walls deliciously and sending a steady, rising tingle through my body, the relaxed pace deepening our connection. My third climax creeps up on me, hitting with a suddenness that makes me squeal into his mouth as I tremble beneath him, my pussy squeezing and caressing his still thrusting cock as I see stars inside my closed eyes, a juddering moan escapes from my mouth into his.
We break the kiss, gazing at each other as his prick continues siding into my hole, my heart beating rapidly beneath my sweat soaked chest. “I love you.” We say in unison, his hips never stilling even when, with a grunt he ejaculates inside me, I gasp as I feel his hot, thick seed slowly pump into my womb, his body shaking in pleasure. His climax doesn’t stop him from keeping his pace, his dick rock hard as it pumps my sensitive hole with the same, steady motion.
“Want to go on top?” he asks with a soft kiss and I nod vigorously, Andy rolls us over, my skirts drooping and puddling around us as I rock my hips with the same pace he used. My breasts push against the firm material of my dress, the corset straining to keep the girls contained. I take his hands in mind, interfacing our fingers as his hard cock stimulates my walls and g spot, a long groan escaping his mouth that mingles with my own gasps as I slowly ride him, the movements accompanied by the soft rustle of my gown. With his thick shaft and cockhead stretching my walls and my clit grinding on his crotch it doesn’t take long for another release to wash over me. I do my best to maintain the pace as my body trembles and my walls twitch around him, my breath becoming ragged, the sight of him grinning at me as I cum intensifying the waves of pleasure, my fingers squeezing his as I gaze down at him, gasping (he later admitted that being able to feel but not see my pussy sliding on him, due to my long skirts, almost made him cum too soon).
I slowly collapse on top of him, his arms snaking around me as my body is racked with orgasmic trembles, my hands resting on his chest as he holds me until they subside, my head resting lightly on his shoulder. When my body finally stills he kisses my forehead, a satisfied smile on my face as I sigh contentedly, his throbbing cock still buried deep within my love tunnel.
“Feel strong enough for a round of doggystyle?” he asks hopefully.
“So long as I can lean my upper body on the sheets.” I reply breathlessly.
“Ass up, head down. Huh?”
“Sounds good.” I whisper as I gingerly lift myself off him, our combined fluids leaking from me, dripping down my legs and onto his crotch as I move, holding my skirts clear as I crawl into position, I lay my head and chest on the soft silk, my ass waving in the air. I feel him kneel behind me and gently lift my skirts, placing them over my back. He moans with appreciation at my exposed rear, placing his hands on my ass cheeks and massaging them before giving them a light swat, making me gasp and giggle, a thrilled shiver running up my spine, my pussy quivering in excitement. He spanks me, gradually getting harder until I yelp with each slap, quickly followed by a mischievous giggle and a fresh river of pussy juice dribbling from my hole. I feel him rub his cockhead along my slick slit, lubing himself with my wetness before sliding slowly in until his crotch meets my cheeks. With a gentle grip on my hips he starts to fuck me again with the same, slow pace as before, sliding his cock almost all the way out before thrusting back in, the gentle kiss of his balls on my clit sending sparks through my body, his glans and shaft scraping over my g spot and pushing me towards another blissful release. Again, the slow, loving pace adds to the excitement, his grunts mixing with my gasps and moans as that familiar fire spreads and grows in intensity from my crotch, my fingers making more holes in the silk sheets as I start to wail, my orgasm barrelling towards me with each deep thrust of his dick and kiss of his balls.
He slides all the way in, holding still as he grips my hips tightly and explodes into my womb, the sensation triggering my own climax, each spurt of his potent seed increasing the intensity of the blissful waves flowing through my body, a long, high “Aaaaaaaaaah!” echoes around the room as my body jerks in pleasure, taking me to heaven one more time. Spent, Andy pulls out slowly, his exiting shaft followed quickly by a thick stream of spunk and pussy juice that drips onto the sheets, just missing the skirts of my gown. Pulling me over gently, he scoots behind and spoons me as I snuggle back into him, his arm encircling my waist and planting a soft kiss on the back of my neck as we drift off into a satisfied sleep.
We wake a few hours later, the room darkened with the setting sun. I fill the large bathtub and we sink beneath the bubbles, Andy holding me from behind as we allow the hot water work the post coital kinks from our muscles.
“Can I ask a favour?” Andy asks, his fingers gently caressing my stomach.
“Sure, what is it?” I reply, nuzzling back into him, enjoying his soft touch.
“Will you keep that dress? I’d like to make love to you whilst you wear it on a regular basis when we’re married.”
‘When we’re married...’ those words again, sending a happy tingle through me. “Sure, though I think our first time as man and wife should be in my actual dress.”
“I wouldn’t want to ruin it.” He says apprehensively. “it’d get wrecked with all that rolling around in bed.”
“Who said anything about it being in bed?” I say mischievously, leading back to look at him. “I plan on ensuring we have time for you to bend me over a table before we even have the wedding breakfast.”
Andy laughs loudly, giving my breasts a playful squeeze. “I should have know you’d do that.” He leans in and kisses me. “So you plan to sit through the speeches with my cum running down your thighs?”
“Exactly.” I grin naughtily, grinding my ass on his cock, feeling it start to harden.
“Keep doing that and we’ll get water all over the floor.”
“My plan exactly .” I breathe, turning to straddle him face to face...
After making love in the bath (and proving Andy’s prediction accurate) we decide to go to a restaurant for dinner, putting on our fanciest outfits and getting a taxi. After we eat, we end up bumping into Lynne and Joe, we all decide to go for a drink that rapidly becomes many. Getting home very late and rather tipsy, we make love again before curling up for the night, this time with Andy lay on his back and me cuddled up close, my head on his shoulder and my arm across his chest as his snakes around my waist, his hand holding my hip.
After our usual morning romp we head to Leon’s old workplace to do the dreaded grocery shop (I won’t bore you with the details) and I manage to get everything I need for the party without arousing Andy’s suspicions. It takes forever to unpack, not because of the size of the shop but due to Andy not being able to keep his hands to himself, groping my ass every time I bend over to put something in the bottom cupboards or my tits when I reach up to put things into the higher ones. The worst was when I was lifting the flour onto the top shelf and Andy dove in, not to help but to slip his hands inside my dress and pinch my nipples. I just managed to stop myself from dropping it and making a huge mess. Naturally, by the time the task is completed I am randy as hell and drag him to the bedroom, riding him to a quick but powerful orgasm, just managing to freshen up in the shower and get dressed before Josh and Sally arrive at 2pm. After sending our respective partners off to the pub with a kiss and a swat to the rear, Sally and I start to prepare the ingredients for the party food.
“So, what’s up?” I ask her directly, knowing how she tends to skirt around major issues. “No nonsense, just tell me.”
“I’m late.” She responds with a sad look in her eyes.
“I wish you guys were,” I begin, pausing making the pasta for the lasagne bites. “Andy and I only just managed to get dressed...” I stop when she laughs, looking at her curiously.
“Not THAT kind of late,” she sniggers “you know, LATE late.”
Realisation dawns on me, in my defence there are still a few things I’m getting used to, like female terminology and the like. I resume my task. “ohhhhhhhh! How long?”
“Two weeks, I was supposed to have it the week before we went to the spa.”
“Are you sure it’s not stress? you did have a hell of a time organising sick cover during that flu outbreak.” (There was a month long countrywide epidemic that caused major shortages, leading to Josh and a few others having to do double shifts. Sally was one of the unlucky ones trying to find extra help)
“I hope so,” she sighs, chopping the meat for the sweet and sour chicken balls a little too hard. “Josh wouldn’t be happy if I’m pregnant.”
“Why not? It’s a happy event.”
“We’re not married, too young, not set up properly... you name it.”
I had forgotten that Josh could be a stickler for tradition in some aspects. “Want to do a test, I’ve got a few in the bathroom cupboard?”
“Something you need to tell me?” she asks with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
“Just in case,” I scoff humourously. “I wouldn’t be surprised if I was with all the sperm I’ve had inside me the last two days.”
“That many times, huh?”
“We’ve been like a pair of rabbits.” I admit with a sly smile.
“And you said I was a slut.” She says with a chuckle that starts us both laughing.
After preparing and putting the various snacks in the oven to cook, Sally does three pregnancy tests, all of them are inconclusive making her well up with tears, afraid she’ll lose Josh if she is with child. I reassure her, telling her to make an appointment with the institute’s doctor and I’ll join her for moral support. We return to the party preparations, organising the glasses and plating up the various tasty morsels, placing them on the large dining room table. I add the finishing touches whilst Sally calls the institute to set up an appointment. Whilst we wait for the guests to start to arrive we chat a little and Sally shares the latest gossip from the institute. The only thing left to do is to put up the banners, a task I rope Steve into with a flutter of my eyelashes when he and Amy arrive.
By 6.45pm everyone is present and ready for Andy’s arrival, I turn off the lights when Sally gets a text from Josh saying they’re 5 minutes away and we wait with baited breath until we see two shadows pass by the front window.
(Andy) “Lights are off, think they’re asleep?”
(Josh) “Nah, probably having lesbian sex upstairs and waiting for us to join in!”
(Andy) “I’m not a lesbian though.”
(Josh) “Yeah you are, you like fucking women.”
They walk in laughing, Josh bumps into the side table nearly knocking over the vase containing the flowers Andy brought me. As they enter the lounge I flick on the lights with everyone yelling “surprise!”.
“Welcome home, darling.” I walk up and kiss Andy, handing him a beer.
“We only went to the pub!” Andy quips, making us all laugh.
Sally does the same with Josh and I can see the tension between them, his
Presponding kiss not as loving as the last time I saw them and I think of a way to alleviate the situation.
“Lesbian sex, huh?” I whisper to the boys. “play your cards right...” I leave the sentence there, giving Sally a playful wink as the boys exchange a hopeful glance before dragging Andy over to the others to introduce him.
The party goes swimmingly, everyone getting on well with Andy, Steve even cracks an old “in joke” he had with Leon by asking him that, if anything should happen to him, he could have a crack at me (he and Leon would say something similar in case the other failed to pull some random girl), earning an admonishing slap on the arm from Amy and a shared glance with me. Very late, the party winds down and people start to leave, making plans to meet up over the next few days with the various groups. Soon it is just Andy, Josh, Sally and I left sat on the sofa, finishing our drinks and feeling a little tipsy. I notice a glance between the boys and Andy turns towards me, taking my hand in his, looking a little sheepish.
“Uh, babe,” he stammers, seemingly unsure where to look. “about what you, uh, said earlier... you know, the... lesbian thing...”
“What about it?” I ask, feigning innocence.
“Well, Josh and I were, well, wondering if...”
“We were wondering if you meant it.” Josh jumps in, looking rather hopeful.
“So you want to watch us getting it on, huh? Naughty boys!” I say wickedly.
“Only if you two want to.” Andy interjects, not wanting to ruin the chance.
“What do you reckon, Sal,” I grin mischievously at her. “give them a show?”
“Hell I’m game!” she slurs a little, standing and grabbing my hand. “I’m going down on you first, I’ve always wondered if you taste like strawberries.” (a myth some people believe about ginger women)
Sally cannot get me to the bedroom fast enough, the boys following hot on our heels. She pulls me close and kisses me passionately whilst unzipping my dress, the boys watching it drop to the floor before running their eyes over my nearly naked body as I’m wearing nothing but a tiny red thong (I found out quite quickly that I don’t like bras in hot weather), her own dress rapidly joins it, leaving her in a fairly see through black lace set. She pulls me over to the bed and gently pushes me onto it. We scoot up the bed, kissing again but much more hungrily, until my head meets the pillows, Sally pushes her tongue into my mouth and I happily respond, our tips teasing each other as we stroke and caress each other’s bodies and she swats my hand away when I try to undo the clasp if her black lace bra between her breasts. “Not yet missy.” She admonishes me before kissing down my neck and collarbone, teasing my upper chest with small, light kisses and caressing my skin with her fingertips sending jolts of electric bliss through me. Placing her tongue at the top of my cleavage, she licks down and under the firm flesh of my right breast, working her way around it in slowly decreasing circles until her tip touches my sensitive, hard nipple, her hand massaging and squeezing my left one, pinching my hard nub between her forefinger and thumb, making me squirm and gasp.
Taking my nipple into her mouth and sucking, alternating between hard and soft, Sally sends a shiver through me, my pussy dribbling juices onto the sheet, my body twitching with unbridled pleasure. As she switches her attention to my other breast, slowly licking around it’s firm flesh and gradually approaching it’s center, I quickly glance at the boys, Josh in the comfy chair (having moved Mr Snuggles), Andy half sat on my dressing table, both watching intensely with their jeans and boxers around their ankles, slowly stroking their rock hard manhood as I writhe beneath Sally’s stimulation. She nips my nipple, the sudden jolt of pleasure making me squirt a little, my hands clawing the sheets hard, my back arching, trying to push my breast harder into her face and hand.
With a final, hard suck she starts to lick her way down my body, pausing to swirl the tip around my belly button making me cry out at an unexpected burst of bliss, my clit aching to be touched. Heading further down, she teases around my womanhood, sweeping up the trickle of my nectar running along the skin between my holes and pausing with her mouth hovering over my clit. I quiver with anticipation, looking down at her with pleading eyes as she teases me.
“Sally, please!” I beg, hearing an agreeing grunt from each of the boys, their hand moving steadily on their hard dick. With a grin she blows sharply on my clit, sending a huge spark rampaging over my body, my juices a constant river as I squeal and moan. After another slight pause she clamps her lips onto my nub, sucking hard and swirling her tongue around it, flicking it, my legs clamping around her head as I pant, squeal, squirm, cry and moan as she takes me to heaven. Deftly sliding two fingers inside me, she rubs my g spot hard, my mind blanking as I’m overwhelmed by the feeling, fast approaching the precipice of my release, my mouth wide open in a silent scream.
“Touch her anus.” I barely hear Andy advise her, her responding giggle driving me wild. With the lightest touch to my tight rear entrance, it happens. I explode in orgasm, my back aching as my body convulses, juices run from my pussy like a river, my fingers and toes twitch and spasm wildly as Sally continues finger fucking and sucking my sensitive womanhood, prolonging my climax. My body goes limp as it finally subsides, my chest heaving with ragged breaths. I try to speak but can only babble incoherently through the aftershocks, Sally sliding beside me and holding me gently until my mind clears.
“Holy fuck!” I gasp as I get my breath back. “I could get used to that!”
Sally giggles, scooping some of my nectar from my quivering entrance and licking it off her fingers. “Definitely strawberries.” She grins triumphantly, leaning down to kiss me deeply.
Just about recovered, I break the kiss. “Your turn.” I proclaim, noticing the boys squeezing the base of their cocks between their thumb and forefinger, a well known way to delay ejaculation as Sally and I swap places. Kneeling between her legs I lean down and plant my lips on hers, kissing her passionately and caressing her body, teasing my fingertips beneath the lace of her black bra. I follow her lead, kissing down to the valley between her breasts, running my tongue from the clasp up to the top. It’s her turn to gasp and writhe, my tip working along the exposed flesh followed by the light touch of my lips.
One thing I did practice early on after my enforced gender swap, with the idea of using it when I returned to being male (yeah, that really happened!), was how to open a front clasped bra with my teeth. With a quick swipe of my jaws, Sally’s garment pops open, the cups falling away and revealing her twin mounds, the nipples standing hard and proud from her small areolae. Licking my way around the firm flesh, just as she had to me, I go for her left breast first, twirling my tongue closer and closer towards her hard peak, swirling around the hard flesh before sucking it into my mouth and nursing like a newborn. Pinching and tweaking her other nipple with my fingers, I flick my tongue over the tip as I suck it, Sally writhing just as hard beneath me as I had, her breath coming in small squeaks, hitching when I increase the pressure. Switching breasts I tease the other in the exact same manner, her hands twisting and raking my hair and scalp, judders of pleasure running through her with increasing intensity. A strained moan is my cue to descend further, deftly removing her black lace panties, licking and kissing my path to her trimmed pubic hair and on to her sweet pussy. I lick and tease her clit and lips, her hands pulling me closer, urging me to take it to the next level. I duly oblige, clamping my mouth to her lips and slipping my tongue deep inside her throbbing hole, teasing her walls and g spot with the tip and tasting her sweet juices. Her legs clamp on my head, holding my face hard to her soaking hole as I push her closer to climax, her body responding to my touch with increasing ferocity. I hear a muffled question from Andy, assuming he’s asking if they can join in I nod, my positive “uh huh” making Sally arch her back as another wave of increasing pleasure rolls over her. I feel the weight of someone kneeling behind me and the familiar feeling of a hard cockhead being rubbed along my slit, my ass raised in the air. It slips between my lips and pushes it’s way inside my sopping love tunnel, slowly and exquisitely stretching my walls. Now, I’d like to take a minute to point out a falsehood a lot of men seem to believe. You see boys, women CAN tell the difference between your cocks, even if they are the same size and thickness they’re always unique in some way, vein patterns, the size of the head compared to the shaft, that sort of thing. I knew immediately that this wasn’t Andy’s dick sliding smoothly along my passage, for one thing it wasn’t as thick as his and it was longer, only by an inch but an inch is enough. My eyes widen with realisation, making me pause and causing sally to open her eyes, a shocked look washing over her face and her legs releasing my head slightly.
“Josh! What are you doing?” she wails as he quickens the pace, thrusting deep into me, gripping my hips and making me moan into Sally’s pussy.
“She said it was OK. “ he grunts, fucking me hard from behind, his shaft stimulating my g spot with each thrust. It was then I realised that Andy had actually asked me if Josh could fuck me, sally too lost in pleasure to hear and her legs squashing my ears preventing me hearing the exact words.
“Well if you get to fuck her, I should get to fuck Andy.” She declares, pulling away and laying next to me, her legs spread wide, she turns to him. “C’mon stud, I want to see what she gets every night.”
“What do you say babe?” Andy asks me as Josh starts to pound my tight hole, my knuckles white as I grip the sheets hard.
“Fine... by me.” I gasp (I mean it’d be a bit hypocritical to say no), Josh’s cock slamming into me and pushing me quickly towards orgasm (I will admit it’s not as good as Andy’s but I can see why Sally likes it so much). A little unsure, he climbs between her legs and slides into her, Sally gasping “oh my God!” as she feels his thicker shaft spreading her. He soon reaches a similar pace to Josh, Sally and I both gasping and panting as the other’s boyfriend has their way with us.
I have to say, it’s a strange feeling watching your man fuck your best friend whilst hers pumps you mercilessly from behind, Iwatch mesmerised as her tits bounce wildly with force of his deep thrusts, both boys increasing the pace to match the other making both sally and I scream and squeal. What Josh lacks in girth he more than makes up for fucking me harder than Andy ever has (even so I’d never leave Andy for him), his longer cock touching places Andy never reaches but lacking a little in the fullness that his thicker member does. Another thing with Josh is that he just pumps, never rolling or circling his hips to add extra stimulation to a girl’s inner walls, though for he makes up for that in enthusiasm. Reaching down he rubs my clit, circling it hard with his fingertips as his prick pounds my tiny pussy, the extra sensation bringing me the an extremely hard orgasm, my convulsing walls pushing him dangerously close to his own.
“Where should I cum, Charley?” he asks, hitting his vinegar strokes.
“On my back,” I gasp, the last aftershocks hitting me. He pulls out suddenly, a loud groan escaping his lips as I feel his hot seed splatter along my back, the spurts forceful enough to land between my shoulders. Next to us, Sally cries out in her own blissful release before Andy pulls out and splatters her mound and stomach with his own load. I shuffle closer to Sally, scooping some of Andy’s cum from her belly and letting her suck it from my fingers, reaching around me she does the same with Josh’s seed, slipping her fingers in my mouth and I suck them clean greedily (I will say that Josh’s spunk is slightly saltier than Andy’s, not that it matters. I just thought I’d share).
After a brief rest Sally and I 69 each other whilst being fucked by our respective boyfriends, Andy fucking me harder than normal, almost like he’s trying to prove he’s the better lover. His extra efforts and Sally’s expert tongue push me to a triple orgasm, making it hard for me to concentrate on licking her clit and Josh’s cock as he pounds her above my head, even more so when I feel Andy unleash his hot seed deep inside me, my pussy milking every drop before I release his waist from the punishing grip of my legs. Unfortunately for Josh he can only push her to a double orgasm before cumming himself and, unfortunately for me, I’m unable to dodge the drop of their combined fluids that hits me in the eye (not fun, believe me).
Returning from cleaning my eye in the bathroom I find Sally nestled in Josh’s arms, both of them talking animatedly with Andy, both boys rock hard once again.
“Hey Charley, “ Sally calls to me as I crawl onto the bed and kiss Andy deeply, gripping his pulsing shaft in my fist “how do you fancy a little DP action?”
I mull it over briefly in my mind, the thought of having two hard dicks inside me at the same time making my pussy clench with intrigue and desire. “Okay,” I nod, Andy grinning at me mischievously. “but Andy is the one who fucks my ass, sorry Josh.”
“No problem, “ he responds with a shrug “but I get Sally’s.”
Sally goes first, straddling Andy and sinking down his cock as Josh lubes his own and Sally’s tight sphincter. I lower my pussy onto Andy’s face as Josh pushes his raging manhood into her anus, a loud, pleasured moan reverberating into my hole from his mouth as she starts to ride him whilst Josh thrusts smoothly, gradually gathering pace. Sally and I gaze at each other, her pupils wide with the incredible feeling as her orgasm builds rapidly, Andy’s mouth and tongue driving me crazy and making me gush my juices all over his face. Lost in pleasure she leans forwards and takes my face in her hands, kissing me furiously as he rides Andy hard and Josh fucks her ass powerfully. We whimper into each other’s mouths as Andy’s expert tongue drives me towards release and their thrusting manhoods make her tremble. Exploding simultaneously, we have to break the kiss to hold each other as we convulse with the huge waves of heaven washing over us, panting and squealing.
When it’s finally my turn, Sally decides to sit this one out, claiming that she can’t take any more. I straddle Josh, aiming his throbbing cock at my entrance and sliding down, my pussy slightly missing the extra stretching that Andy’s would create. I feel Andy smear my asshole with lube, slipping one, then two and finally three fingers inside, stretching me in readiness. Satisfied, he presses his cockhead to my hole, it pops inside with little resistance and I feel him push deeper, an incredible feeling of fullness makes me gasp as the two dicks stretch me wide. I start to ride Josh as Andy fucks my ass, quickly slipping into a steady, unified rhythm. I can’t describe how it feels, the intense pleasure making my eyes roll back and a guttural groan escape my lips as we increase our movements, their cocks stretch and filling my inner walls and bowels in unison. Andy turns my face towards him, kissing me passionately as I bounce hard on Josh’s dick whilst he pounds my asshole. My pleasurable screams echo around the room, white stars dancing in my eyes as the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced builds with unstoppable rapidity with the electric waves of bliss emanating from my pussy and the heat from my insides. I cum for the first time, my climax hitting so hard the boys have to hold me up with the powerful spasms that rack my entire being, my pussy playing a symphony around Josh’s shaft as my anus grips Andy’s with enough force to make him have to stop thrusting. Andy grabs me as I collapse, my body jerking hard with aftershocks but the boys don’t let up, Josh pumps my love tunnel hard as Andy slams my rear entrance mercilessly, I’m barely able to breathe as they push me hard towards another release, their relentless thrusts almost brutal.
“I’m close.” Josh states matter of factly, my mind clears just enough to ask Andy if josh can cum inside me, he agrees and they fuck me even harder, both hitting their vinegar strokes simultaneously. With a loud, long, triumphant roar Josh cums, shooting his seed straight into my pulsing womb, filling it to bursting. Andy follows suit, slamming his cock all the way into my bowels and pumping them with his hot fluid, the excess leaking from my gaping sphincter. Their climaxes trigger my own, my blissful screams merging with their groans, the boys holding still as I shake and jerk uncontrollably, finally collapsing onto Josh’s chest, gulping down huge breaths, my mind barely conscious.
When it’s finally over, Andy slides out, pulling me down onto the bed and off Josh’s softening prick, wrapping his arms around me from behind as Sally re-joins us in bed, facing me as Josh spoons her, wrapping her in his arms and pulling her close, just as Andy does with me.
I can only nod weakly in response when Sally asks if I’ve enjoyed myself before we all fall into a deep sleep.