A few days after Sasha had got her own back, for my sharing her pictures, Bob and I were at my place, talking about what had happened. Eventually Bob asked to see the pictures again.

I reminded him that she’d kept them all, well she thought she had. I’d actually left a couple here, in my flat.

“Let’s have a look at them, then, mate,” Bob said.

I laid the pictures on the table, six or seven Instamatic prints.

One of Sasha, sucking my cock, taken looking at her sucking it in the mirror on her dressing table.

Another, bent over, we were looking at ourselves face on, reflected in the mirror, fucking, her tits hanging.

Then there was one of her cunt, she had pulled her lips wide as my spunk dribbled out.

Then my favourites, her wanking and rubbing me off, looking at me while she did it.

I remembered missing the cum shot, but it was obvious I’d just cum, by the drip of spunk on my knob.

Her breasts had copious amounts of spunk splattered across them. Her nipples were hard as bullets.

“Fucking hell, mate” Bob said. “She’s a fucking sort, isn’t she, you’re jammy bastard”

He was adjusting his cock in his trousers and I could see he had a hard-on.

If you read “Flash Bang Wallop, what a picture “ you’ll remember that Sasha had insisted that I take a picture of Bob wanking, as ‘punishment’ for showing him the pictures I’d taken of her.

It was obvious he felt no need to be shy, and was completely unconcerned by what he was doing in front of me.

“That was such a horny scene, she got us doing” he said. “Wanking off as she watched, and frigged”

Again he was moving his cock around in his trousers..”I’d never wanked in front of anybody before” he added.

“Well you didn’t let it hold you back, did you?” I laughed.

“It was kinda sexy watching you wank, too” he said shyly.

“Oh no” I thought, “I hope he’s not going to want a wanking session, I got out of that years ago.”

He was making no effort to hide what he was doing, basically feeling himself up, when the doorbell went….

Phew, saved by the bell.

It was Sasha, looking very good, hot pants, crop top, obviously, no bra, softly swinging breasts.

“Hi Sexy” she kissed my lips and pushed her way into my bed sit, to see Bob, looking at the pictures spread on the table.

“Uh oh” she grinned. “Have I caught you two wanking ?” She laughed.

Bob, still, rather obviously with an erection, started blustering and blushing, “Er no Sash it’s just that”……he tailed off.

He was looking guilty as charged, he couldn’t have looked more guilty if his cock was out, in his hand.

“No, we weren’t wanking, Sash, although I think you got here just in time, before Bob got that out” l laughed.

She looked, as I was pointing my finger at the bulge in his trousers.

“Oh, mate” he wailed, pathetically.

“Take your clothes off” Sasha spat at him, “Now !”

Weirdly Bob didn’t need asking twice, he just stripped off.

Sasha walked up to him, and flicked his nob end. He gasped, but his cock stood harder.

She turned and looked at the pictures on the table, “Why have you kept them, separate from the others?” She demanded.

“Um, er, I was” …..I started.

“What, were you going to sell them, or show all your other mates ?” She snapped.

“NO ! Sash, honestly, it was just to”….

“What, wank over, oh no, not you, Sid, you don’t need to do that?” She laughed

I admitted it, that was the reason and then I blushed, just like Bob had.

“You two really are a pair of wankers, aren’t you?” Her eyes, were sparkling mischievously.

“Take your clothes off, now, like Willy wanker, here” she nodded at Bob.

His cock was still hard and he was watching rather excitedly as I undressed.

My cock was hanging thick and heavy, I knew Sasha was going to get things rude and dirty.

“Well, you two might be ok rubbing your dicks, but I need more than masturbation, I NEED fucking, that’s what I came round for, Sid, some of that big cock” looking straight at my cock. That got it interested, and it was rising up, quickly.

“But now, I’ve got a dilemma, there’s two of you, and not much to choose in size, either “

My bed sit wasn’t that big, and Sasha was stood within reaching distance of both our naked bodies, with our stiff hard cocks, which she was now weighing and feeling. One in each hand.

“You didn’t expect this, did you “ she said to me, “When you showed him my pictures “

Bob groaned, as she felt his balls, and rubbed him up. “Oh fuck” he moaned.

“Don’t you dare cum till I tell you to” she almost snarled at him.

“Do you remember that film, Sid ? Women in love, we saw it a few months ago “ she was looking at me.

“Er, yeah,” I muttered.

“Do you remember the scene where Oliver Reed and Alan Bates wrestled, naked ?”

“Er, yeah “ (at the time it was considered outrageous, Google it)

“Well, as you have decided to let someone see our pictures, I’ve decided I might let that someone share what they’ve seen” She pulled on Bob’s cock, but was looking at me as she spoke. “What do you think about that?” she smiled hungrily.

“But then I thought, why give my favours away, you had to work for it, why should I just let your mate have me” .

“He can’t just fuck me without any effort?” She looked at both of us, questioningly. “Now, can I ?”

“You’re going to have to wrestle, for my favours, the one that gets held down on the floor for the count of ten, loses”

“But, the winner gets to fuck me, straight after. That’s fair, don’t you think” That sexy laugh, again.

Without a pause, she stepped back, and pulled her top up and off, exposing her fantastic breasts.

Then she stepped out of her sandals and pushed her hot pants down and off her body. Naked, now..

Bob and I, still side by side, our cocks hard and throbbing, looked at her, lustfully.

“Push the furniture out of the way” she instructed. “Clear a space”

“Make a square, use that rug, that’s the ring, if you’re off of the rug, stop, get back on it. Oh, and I’m counting. I’m referee”

Bob and I did as instructed, our cocks waving around as we complied with her directions.

“Good boys, well done” she grinned “ Now on the rug, I’ll start you off”

She got on my bed, legs apart and was opening herself, to our view. Her cunt was moist with anticipation.

Our cocks jerked in unison. Our eyes were locked on what her fingers were exposing.

“Right, on the rug, face each other, oh, and shake cocks” she laughed.

We reached out and grasped each other’s stiff prick. Looking into each other’s faces.

A short shake of cocks, and then I pulled Bob into my body using his hardon.

“Bastard” he grunted, then we were wrestling, trying to take each other down.

Soon we were hot and sweaty, Sasha was idly playing with her fanny, watching us trying to get the better of the other.

Then Bob tripped me, and I was down. He was spread-eagled across my body.

His head was at my thighs, his cock, hard, and flat across my face.

He held my entire body down with his weight. Then I could feel his breath on my erection.

When suddenly, he had my nob in his mouth. It was nice, wet, sucking . Then he sucked more of my cock into his mouth.

“Oh fuck” I groaned. He was sucking me deep in his mouth now, while his cock was rubbing across my face.

He was sort of dry humping my face. Then trying to get it in my mouth.

I was aware of Sasha, getting off the bed, down on her knees, watching as Bob was starting to deep-throat me.

“Oh fucking hell,” I gasped “Oh, that’s not fair.” As I opened my mouth his cock was rubbing between my lips.

Sasha was encouraging him to suck me deeper, harder. “Make him cum” she growled. “Suck him off”

I stopped struggling as I started to feel my spunk rise. “Oh fuck I’m gonna cum” I cried

“Bob if he cums, and if you swallow, I’ll let you fuck me, go on, suck your mate off” she sighed. “SUCK HIM” she shouted.

Then I was cumming, spunk, hot and thick pumping up my shaft, spurting into my mate’s wet, willing mouth.

“Oh fuuuccckkkkkk” I wailed, “oh my goddddd..oh fuck fuck fuck, yessssss” Then Sasha was pulling Bob off me.

She was rolling him onto his back, his cock was wet from my sweat, spit from my mouth and his precum hard.

It was pointed upwards, Sasha climbed over him, and right next to my face, slid her slippery cunt down onto his cock..

“Oh yes, Oh fuck me, Bob, shoot you spunk in me, oh yes that’s nice”

Bob’s hips were thrusting up to her downwards pressure.

He was grunting, jerking, she was leaning forward, reverse cowboy her tits swinging and moving as she fucked him.

My face was incredibly close to the action. I could smell her cunt. I could see her lips, pink around his shaft.

I reached out and grabbed the nipple nearest me. Pinching it, pulling on it.

Then she was leaning over to me, I moved my face towards her and we kissed, as she fucked him.

Then, in my mouth she was telling me he was spunking in her, that he was cumming in her cunt.

“Oh fuck” She growled like a lioness, “Yessssss” and then she was cumming too.

My cock started to rise, as they jerked their way to their orgasms.