There’s nothing like a caring, sharing boyfriend.
It was the perfect summer’s night, warm, clear and still fairly light. Walking up the road on the way home we took a shortcut to the flat through an alleyway. I’d been aching to get home for the last hour; it’d been a good barbeque and I’d had a fun evening, dancing and chatting with my mates while my fella stood around and talked football all night, but for the last hour I’d been feeling horny, and had a twitching between my legs which really needed to be dealt with sooner rather than later.
I’d dragged him away from his mates, saying I was tired and had had too much wine (which I probably had, to be honest). He’d grumbled, but once we got away from the house and I slipped my hand into his trouser pocket I think he got the message and was just as eager to get home as I was.
He took my hand as we walked quickly through the alleyway. The nearer we got to home the more I wanted him, and the wetter I became. But just as I was about to lead him out of the cut and back into the street, he grabbed me and pulled me back. I stopped and turned round, and then he had me pinned against the wall, his tongue in my mouth and his hand working its way up my dress.
He pulled back from kissing me and looked at me. I smiled and said, “I’m guessing we can’t wait then?”
“I know I can’t wait any longer,” he said, as he lurched towards me, kissing my neck, urgently working his way down to my breasts and unbuttoning my dress as he got lower with each kiss.
He pulled my dress apart, exposing the pink fabric of my bra and plunged his head into my cleavage. As he grabbed at one breast he pulled the fabric down and sucked my nipple hard, knowing what it would do to me. He pulled the fabric down on the other cup, the warm night air brushing over my nipple. I groaned out loud as he pushed my breasts together so he could suck both of my nipples.
I wished I had something to hold on to as my legs were buckling under me. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter with each suck and lick of my nipples and with each bite by body started to tremble until I could feel my pants sticking to my pussy.
He continued to suck and pinch my nipples as he looked up at me. I was still panting and trying to get my breath back when he dropped to his knees and pushed the bottom of my dress up, pulling my legs apart as he pushed his face onto my mound and started to suck and lick my pussy through my pants.
I gasped as he started to pull my pants down, but I raised one leg in order to free myself from them and parted my legs further so he could thrust his tongue over my aching clit.
Just then I heard footsteps approaching. I froze but my boyfriend didn’t notice and continued to lick at my clit, his hands gripping onto my buttocks pulling me towards him.
“There’s someone coming,” I whispered hoarsely, as I saw a man come round the corner.
He stopped and looked at us; I could only just make him out in the dimly-lit alley but I could see he was around our age and fairly good looking.
“He’s watching us,” I said to my boyfriend, who was still oblivious to our audience of one.
I could feel the man’s eyes on my body, looking me up and down before fixing his gaze on my exposed breasts. I looked over at him as my boyfriend finally realised what was going on.
“Do you like him?” he asked, looking up to see me staring at the stranger. He could feel I was still wet and getting wetter as the seconds passed.
“Do you like him?” he repeated
I still didn’t reply, but looked down at my boyfriend and smiled, then up again at the stranger and licked my lips, beckoning him over to us.
He walked over and kissed me straight on the lips, his tongue probing into my mouth and his hands grabbing at my breasts. My boyfriend laughed and continued to suck my clit and slid his fingers into my now almost impossibly wet pussy reaching up for my G-spot. The stranger lowered his head to suck at my nipples – they were so erect they hurt as he bit at them, but the pleasure outweighed the pain.
My orgasm was once again building as my boyfriend thrust his fingers into me and sucked on my clit while the stranger alternated between my breasts. I held onto my boyfriend’s head, pushing him deeper into my pussy and my other hand was on the back of the stranger’s neck pushing him onto my breasts.
The feeling of being savaged by two men was too much to bear and my hips started to buck against my boyfriend’s face as I came for what felt like an eternity; my body couldn’t stop shaking and I screamed out as every nerve stood on end, drinking up the sheer ecstasy of the moment.
They smiled at each other while I stood there panting. The stranger was still gently pinching my nipples and my boyfriend, as he stood up, kept his hand on my pussy. They exchanged a look which I couldn’t figure out, then my boyfriend grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the wall and turned me round to face the stranger who had stepped into where I had been standing. He had unbuttoned his jeans and was rubbing his cock through his boxers; I could see the outline, and he was by no means small.
My boyfriend had run his hands up the back of my dress and was massaging my buttocks, then he gently pushed me forwards, bending me over to face the stranger’s cock. I put my hands out to steady myself on the wall behind the stranger as he slipped his cock out of his boxers and began to stroke it over my face, my tongue flicking from side to side searching for it, wanting it in my mouth.
He slipped it into my mouth and I gagged slightly as he started to thrust, filling me up, my tongue flicking over the head as he withdrew it. I managed to take hold of it with one hand and keep my balance in order to control his thrusting and continued to flick my tongue round the head, soaking it in my saliva with each lick and suck and gently running my teeth over it as I withdrew it from my mouth after each suck.
I could feel my boyfriend’s latex-clad cock rubbing against my buttocks and running over my arse and pussy as he watched me suck the stranger’s cock. I was so wet I could feel my juices starting to run down my leg.
Just then my boyfriend thrust his cock into my pussy, causing me to stumble forwards. I regained my balance, still holding onto the stranger’s cock, and continued to suck him while my boyfriend stared to fuck me. I moved my hips back to meet his cock with each thrust, whilst sucking the marvellous cock that was in my mouth in the same motion.
We were all moving in time and I could feel the orgasm building again in me. The stranger’s cock started to twitch and dance in my mouth as he began to come; I sucked it harder and longer, taking it deep into my mouth and my boyfriend fucked me harder and deeper, his orgasm building very quickly.
He let out a gasp first, grabbing onto my hips as he filled me with his spunk and, almost instantly, the stranger began to come in my mouth. As I swallowed it down, I felt a familiar burning deep inside me and came suddenly, groaning onto the stranger’s cock.
We all regained our composure, but I found I couldn’t speak, not through lack of things to say, but because my orgasm had left me speechless. The stranger smiled at me as he did his trousers up and gave me a peck on the cheek and squeezed my arse.
“Well that’s one short cut that didn’t save me any time,” he said smiling, as he started to walk away.
I looked at my boyfriend, who just took my hand and started to lead me home. “Let’s see if we can make it to the front door this time, eh?”
