By now I am sure some of you know my partner Lisa, through our posts, we last posted "Guilfest weekend" in July. Lisa will never see 36 again, is 36d, 25 36 with short dark hair. And she goes!
With the weather getting in the way of a lot of my firms work, I rearranged things, gave Lisa's son Ryan some laboring at a site in Southampton, and had a three day weekend myself, perks of being boss!
Lisa thought we could go to a club on the Friday night, and I said only if she wore a dress, a very rare occasion for her. So I had to buy one of course.
Freshly shaved legs, high cut panties and a half cup bra went well with the dress, short, split up the left thigh and very low on the wide v-neck, and black of course. Not tarty, but a probably available sort of look.
An expensive taxi ride to the club, a few drinks and Lisa has been chatted up twice. It was the third time that looked promising. One of a party of lads, around 21 to 28 I would guess, this one seemed dark skinned, a little lighter than Lewis Hamilton in the club lighting, and he got Lisa's approval for looks.
When I came to the table he (Otter, nickname!), looked a bit sheepish but cheered up when I said Lisa would chew him up and spit him out in bubbles. He ked if that would include his four mates and I said probably. This earned me a nasty look from Lisa, but there was a definite sparkle in her eye.
There was some dancing, and groping, and drinking, during which I got to talk to the other lads, sorry, but you know I am not good with names, all Dave, Gary etc.
Later Lisa was asked if we would like to follow on to a party and I asked if it was just us seven. No, a genuine party, in nearby Godalming. So off we went.
Of course we got separated in the taxi's. Lisa had two different pairs of fingers up her in the back of hers, and did some snogging.
The party was a bit dim, crap music, weird student types and lousy drinks, unless you like cheap bottled beer, which Lisa happily drank as after a half dozen drinks she is not overly fussy.
Lisa was dancing when I started looking for some decent music, and once I found a compilation CD that looked good, she had vanished. So had the five lads, but it did not take Sherlock Holmes to figure out upstairs was a good place to look.
The bedroom was shitty, crap all over and sheets not changed for a few weeks I expect. Lisa was o.k. though. Dress around her middle, bra and pants on the floor, she had Otter fucking her across the bed, going like his life depended on a quick finish, and one of the others trying to get his cock into her mouth as she moved in response to Otter.
One of Lisa's shoes fell off as Otter cried "Yes" a few times and shot his load, and the other came off as Otter moved away for another one to move in. This guy was not awfully long but he was very wide, and Lisa came moments after he forced his way in, thanking Jesus it seemed, for the meat she was now receiving.
It was at this point the first cock managed to enter her mouth, and very soon shot down her throat, and I got in there next, enjoying the view of her wet pussy being so stretched, her nipples were rock hard, and she came again just after I did.
As I was replaced at Lisa's head, I noticed Otter talking with someone at the door. The party downstairs had all but broken up and three more lads were looking to join in. Otter, to my surprise, said no, but they could watch if they could not get their own "Cum dump", which I gather was a result of one of the three not sharing in the past. I am not sure if Lisa would handle nine cocks, me, Otter and crew, plus these three.
When everyone had come once, I had a chance to remove Lisa's new dress, as she knelt on the bed. Otter was about to join her when Lisa said she needed the bathroom, and Otter plus one other escorted her there and back.
Lisa had wet her hair and brushed it hard back and cleaned up a little, but was soon dripping again. Otter helped her onto the bed, kneeling, and just got behind her and plugged back in. As he pushed in there was a loud fanny fart, and Otter said "Wow Les, your a lucky bloke, I wish I could fuck her every weekend!" As I pushed my cock into Lisa's mouth I said, "But then lots of other cocks would miss out on their share of her, and I like to share!" That got me a slap on the leg.
A little later, after some more cums, Lisa was in a daze and hardly noticed when the three outside were aloud to come in and shoot over her tits as she knelt on the bed, being fingered to a cum by one of Otter's team. When they had withdrawn, Lisa was sat on the wide cock and dropped the full length of it, producing another load fanny fart. She then proceeded to ride, slowly at first, then speeding up to cruise, her tits jiggling nicely when not being handled, and after several minutes, she began to chant "Jesus, Jesus," and speed up to sprint to a loud orgasm. When she had come down she was unceremoniously dumped on her back and ridden hard until the last load was shot into her sodden hole. Lisa was barely conscious and just took the rough ride, tits going crazy, like a pro (Pun intended), and dozed off when she was finally left alone.
After about 90 minutes, Lisa got up and showered, I had eaten downstairs. One of Otter's mates said he could arrange a taxi, no mean feat at this un-Godly hour, but it would mean a big tip, and the friend of his that was driving, would take a blow job in part payment, were we in? Lisa just said "Well what's one more now?" and so, just outside Farnham, she leaned over from the passenger seat and sucked off the driver in a lay bye, it took two minutes as he had been ogling her all the way anyway, in anticipation.
The rest of the weekend was, well, nothing to interest you lot anyway. Here's looking forward to the next time Lisa gets it on.
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