Later that night, as we were drifting off to sleep, Kiara reached over and stroked my dick one last time. “Let’s invite Jim over again next week,” she said, squeezing it, lasciviously. I groaned, pushing my cock against her, though in truth too tired from an evening of lust to carry through on the promise. “I’ll think about it,” I murmured. She sighed and squeezed harder, then wriggled next to me and kissed my neck before breathing into my ear, “you do that.” The M25 is an unforgiving road. I was late. Time to use my new toy, the large satellite phone supposedly given to me for business only. I pulled onto the hard shoulder and called our flat. They were both there and I could tell from Kiara’s voice that they had started drinking. “Be quick,” she demanded when I told her about the traffic, “Jim’s got this video on and I am soooooo horny” she muttered. “Wait for me,” I said, “won’t be long.” She laughed. “I might,” she said, then, “hey, want to know what I’m wearing?” I did. White stockings, a suspender belt, a matching thong and bra set and heels, was the answer. I looked ahead at the line of traffic, hung up and said to myself “Fuck!” It took me another hour to pull into our allotted parking spot. I had driven home with an aching hard on in expectation of what I might find so I took the stairs to our apartment three at a time before quietly letting myself in. There was no light on in the lounge but the tv provided enough illumination to see what was happening as I walked into the room. On the screen, two men were sucking on the erect nipples of a beautiful young Asian woman who was kneeling up on a sumptuous divan. Two other men lay beneath her, one to the front, one to the rear, licking her pussy and arse. On our settee, Kiara sprawled back. She was naked but for her stockings and suspenders. I could see the rise and fall of her slender shoulders. Her dark hair fell across her face. Her red lips were parted and above the sound of the tv I could hear her panting, moaning, “fuck yes, lick my clit.” Jim knelt naked before her, his head between her wide open legs. She had a hand in his hair, holding him down. He was reaching up to run his own hands over her bare tits as he sucked and licked at her. “Evening,” I said, walking over and pulling off my suit. “Thanks for waiting....” Kiara gasped but, I was pretty sure it was because Jim, nodding briefly at me, had slipped two fingers into her pussy, not because I had caught her being eaten out. She looked at me. “Get your fucking cock out,” was all she said, before grabbing Jim’s head and grinding him against herself. “Eat me, you dirty bastard,” she instructed. Stripped, I knelt beside her on the settee. I was bone hard and as big as I had ever been. She took my cock in her hand looked at it and murmured “Fuck, yes,” before opening her mouth and starting to suck. Jim and I were all over her tits as he continued to serve her pussy, occasionally slipping down to tongue her dark, puckered arse hole. I held her head, fucking her mouth til she gagged slightly and pushed me back. “Swap places” she demanded. “I want his dick.” We did as instructed and I sucked her hard clit between my lips, fingers inside her, as she licked first Jim’s churning balls, then his shaft then the swollen, purple head of his prick before taking it into her mouth, easing a finger tip into his arse. “Oh God, yes” he groaned, thrusting between her lips. I teased her tight rosebud bum hole with my own finger tip as I lapped at her open cunt lips. She was slathered with her own juices, on her thighs and her moist buttocks. Her hips moved back and forward against my face. Jim was deep in her mouth and she was wanking him as she sucked. “Slow down,” he begged her, “you’ll make me cum like that.” She pulled away and let go, but pushed her finger knuckle deep up his arse, looking up at him and rewarded by a a gasp and a facial expression midway between intense pleasure and pain. “Not til you’ve fucked me,” she told him, “hard.” Kiara got down onto the floor and knelt, arms and face on the sofa. “You first,” she said, staring hard at Jim. “Get your cock in me.” He crouched behind her and rubbed his cock against her cunt, teasing her and lightly touching her arse hole at the same time. She moaned softly as I pulled on her nipples, sitting cross legged in front of her. She reached out to squeeze my balls, then pulled my foreskin hard back, wanking at my aching prick. “Put it in” she instructed Jim. He smiled a filthy smile then pushed himself suddenly forward and into her wet pussy, holding her hips in both hands. “God yes,”she groaned, “fuck me, Jim, fuck me hard.” He set his weight on flat feet, balanced himself and began to fuck. His thrusts were deep and hard, his rhythm steady. “Oh God yes” Kiara groaned, “like that, like that.” Jim reached forward and grabbed her hair in one hand. “Come on you dirty bitch,” he told her, “squeeze that cunt round my cock!” I stroked and squeezed at her tits as she dropped my cock to concentrate on what he was doing. He was ramming deep into her now, and her back arched as her body filmed with sweat. His hands moved beneath her, first to fondle her big, bouncing breasts, then to tease at her clit. I was masturbating fast, staring at the two of them fucking in front of me. Jim’s tempo increased. I could her his stomach slapping against her shaking arse. Kiara was lost, repeating over and over, “oh fuck, oh fuck yes”, her eyes closed, hair falling across her sweat-wet face”. As Jim sucked briefly on his own thumb then pushed it deep into her arse, she gasped and told us “I’m gonna cum”, before exploding into moan after moan. Jim thrust faster and even harder, grunting, “where do you want my spunk?” Kiara writhed against him, gasping, “cum in me” as I wanked myself off over her face and tits. My cum splashed hot and heavy on her as her face contorted. Jim was moaning “oh fuck oh fuck”, his head back, mouth gasping for air as Kiara reached back between her legs to squeeze his ball sac as he exploded inside her. His orgasm seemed endless as she milked every drop of cum from him but then his thrusts slowed and eventually stopped. He held himself inside her for a while, still groaning, “fucking hell...” before he slipped out of her and she clambered up onto the sofa beside me, shaking slightly. She lay there, legs apart as Jim panted on the floor in front of us. I could see a thin trail of his pale cum dribble from her puffy pink pussy. Kiara looked first at me then down at him. “Same time next week,” she asked?