Shared Desires

Kirsty was completely distracted at her desk; it was a dull Monday morning and she was daydreaming about her exciting Friday night. Her knickers were wet just thinking about it. There was no way she would be able to concentrate on work. While her colleagues were blathering on about their mundane weekends, Kirsty slipped away from her desk and went to the toilets.

Once safely locked in a cubicle, she opened the hidden album on her phone and started to look at the photos and videos from Friday night. God they were hot. Her pussy was now soaked and she hitched her skirt up and pulled her panties down. As she looked at the photos, she slipped her finger between her legs. She rubbed her swollen clit; her fingers slid effortlessly between the smooth lips of her waxed pussy and before long, two fingers were inside her. It was the video that Scott had taken of her sucking Deryk’s cock that tipped her over the edge. She had never sucked a black cock, or one as big as Deryk’s before.

Watching the video (with the sound off, in case somebody else came in) she smiled as she watched her tongue lick up and down his thick, veiny shaft and take his huge cock head in her mouth. She could see her hands cupping and squeezing his balls and the look of enrapture on his face. It wasn’t long before Kirsty orgasmed. Her swollen pussy throbbed with the exquisite sensation of her climax and she continued to rub herself softly as the rush slowly subsided.

Just as she had cum, she heard the main door swing open and then someone enter the cubicle next to her. She quickly straightened herself up, licked her fingers, flushed the toilet for effect and left the cubicle. A quick wash of her hands and she left before the other person surfaced and tried to chat to her.

Back at her desk, Kirsty tuned into the idle chatter from her colleagues. Until a few months ago, she was quite happy to discuss recipes, what everybody’s children were up to, holiday plans and, as they were all ladies of a certain age, the menopause. But she was different now.

She had recently befriended a man named Scott. He was almost the same age as her, made her laugh, was cute as hell and lived not too far away. After connecting when messaging on a website, Kirsty and Scott began some serious flirting. As they chatted, they openly discussed their sexual fantasies and it soon became apparent that the pair shared the same desires. Both married, to other people, they craved the excitement and new experiences that their spouses did not.

Both of them fantasised about sex with multiple people. Kirsty had led a sheltered life. She had always worked close to home while bringing up her family. And even when they left home, she chose jobs that didn’t involve travel or stays away from home. You could say that her wings were well and truly clipped. But this didn’t stop her imagination running wild. Her fantasies were gnawing away at her, demanding attention.

Scott travelled extensively for work and had enjoyed a few adventures along the way. He knew some like minded people and had promised he would help Kirsty make her dreams come true. One evening when they were chatting, he casually mentioned that he was spending the weekend in London house sitting for a friend. He asked Kirsty if she might like to join him and a couple of other friends for a ‘lively Friday night’. He didn’t spell out what he meant by that, but she had a good idea and said ‘yes’ straight away.

Kirsty’s husband, Daniel, knew that she had a growing need to experience sexual adventure. When she told him she had the chance to party with Scott and his friends, he gave her his blessing. He told her to be sure to tell him all the gory details afterwards and he wanted to see photos and videos.

The week dragged by but finally, Kirsty was on her way. She hugged her weekend bag on her lap as she sat on the train to London. Scott had said she could stay over so she was pleased she didn’t have to face a late night train home. He even said he would buy her breakfast on Saturday morning.

As promised, Scott was at Waterloo Station to meet Kirsty. He looked as excited as she felt and he carried her bag onto the tube. When they arrived at the house, he took her straight upstairs to the spare bedroom where she would be sleeping.

‘I’ll give you some time to sort yourself out, Deryk and Matthew will be here soon. Just come down when you’re ready,’ he said.

‘Thanks. I’m so excited, but a bit nervous,’ she said.

‘I’ll open a bottle of Cava downstairs. That’ll calm your nerves.’

‘Ok, thanks. I won’t be long.’

Kirsty looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Just six months ago, she could not have dreamed she would be about to enjoy the company of three men at once. But now, she couldn’t wait to make her fantasy come true.

Walking down the stairs gingerly, she held on to the banister. She wasn’t used to walking in heels, but felt sexy in them. She was wearing fishnet hold ups, a transparent black bra and panties and a short, black dress.

Arriving in the living room, Scott turned and smiled. He looked handsome in well cut jeans and a black shirt.

‘You look amazing,’ he said.

‘You look lovely,’ she replied, smiling.

Scott handed Kirsty a glass of Cava and kissed her on the cheek. She immediately took a hefty sip, just as the doorbell rang.

Kirsty couldn’t decide whether she should sit or stand as she waited to be introduced to her new playmates. She briefly sat down, crossed her legs, uncrossed them and stood up again. Straightening her dress, she rubbed her sweaty palms across her thighs.

‘Hi, come in, Kirsty’s here!’ She heard Scott say.

‘Brilliant!’

‘Fantastic!’

She heard two male voices enthuse.

Kirsty’s nerves melted away when Scott returned with his friends.

‘Kirsty, this is Deryk and Matthew,’ he said, looking pleased with himself.

She felt herself blush when Matthew first came over to her and gave her a hug. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her into him.

‘It’s lovely to meet you, Kirsty. Scott described you perfectly. You’re very sexy,’ he said with a very cheeky grin.

He was a couple of inches taller than her with short, blonde hair and bright blue eyes.

‘Kirsty, you look good enough to eat,’ Deryk said, his voice was deep and incredibly sexy.

He almost lifted her off her feet as he scooped her up and squeezed her. Deryk, was well over 6ft tall, black, muscular and handsome. Matthew and Deryk were younger than Kirsty and Scott. Late 40s she imagined and she could already tell she was going to enjoy her evening very much indeed.

Scott put some music on low in the background. He closed the curtains and the room was lit with just soft lighting from a couple of art deco lamps. There was a long, dark green velvet sofa and two huge matching armchairs with a couple of small tables with scattered coasters and a dresser in the corner. The floor had stained floorboards and several thick rugs. Scott had put a small pile of towels on the arm of a chair. This made Kirsty smile; she couldn’t wait for cum to be spilled.

The four drank and chatted for a few minutes. Kirsty finished her cava and went to the downstairs cloakroom to freshen up. When she returned, she saw three smiling faces looking at her. Scott had put his beer down.

‘You all right? Enjoying yourself so far?’ He asked.

‘Very much,’ she replied with sparkling eyes.

Scott put his arm around Kirsty’s waist and pulled her into him. She smiled when she felt him hard against her. He kissed her firmly on the lips and her body melted against him, her pussy responding to his kiss. His hands roamed her body, feeling her curves through her dress, caressing her.

After a couple of minutes, she felt other hands on her. Matthew slid his arm around her waist and she turned to kiss him, breaking away from Scott slightly. Deryk stood behind her and she could feel his massive cock in her back as his hands fondled her breasts.

‘Can I unzip your dress?’ He murmured into her ear.

‘Yes,’ she gasped.

Scott was now kissing her neck, Matthew’s hands were on her thighs and Deryk had wasted no time unzipping her dress which was now on the floor. She stepped out of it and Matthew picked it up and threw it over an armchair. Deryk’s hands were soon around her breasts again and she helped him by slipping her bra straps down over her shoulders. He unclasped the bra at the back and removed it, throwing it on the chair with her dress. His hands slid around and he squeezed her generous 36E breasts. He pinched her nipples, causing her to sigh.

‘Fantastic tits,’ he murmured.

Scott and Matthew admired Kirsty’s breasts and their hands were eagerly running over her warm flesh. As Deryk’s hands moved to her stomach Scott and Matthew took a breast each and began to suck on Kirsty’s nipples.

‘Ohmigod,’ she gasped.

She had never felt so turned on. The feeling of three men’s hands and lips on her was driving her wild. Scott’s hand slid between her legs and he rubbed her smooth pussy through her flimsy panties. As Deryk’s fingers toyed with the top of her panties, she willed him to pull them down.

‘May I?’ He said simply, his voice was deep and thick with lust.

‘Yes please ….’ She whimpered.

Deryk pushed her panties down over her thighs and they fell to the floor. She kicked them off and was now wearing only her fishnet holdups and heels.

Scott’s fingers were now between her swollen labia, rubbing her clit. Kirsty looked around at the three delicious men who were pleasuring her body.

‘You’re all wearing too much,’ she gasped as Scott’s fingers were now inside her.

Deryk and Matthew began to take their clothes off and Kirsty undid the buttons on Scott’s shirt. She didn’t want him to stop fingering her so she tried her best to unwrap him while continued. She managed to undo his belt and his shirt buttons but it was no good, he had to pull his hand from her and wrestle his clothes off. By this time, all three were naked and Kirsty stood and admired them.

The men took their throbbing cocks in their own hands and Kirsty watched, wide eyed as they stroked themselves. She loved watching men wanking and to have three handsome men standing around her with pre-cum covered cocks was like catnip to her. She started to finger herself while she watched the guys and while they stroked, they moved nearer and lightly stroked her breasts and kissed her neck.

‘You’re all so sexy,’ she blurted.

She felt slightly overwhelmed at this sensory overload. Scott sensed she needed help deciding what to do next and Kirsty was happy for him to offer her some direction.

‘Suck Deryk, I want to film it,’ he said and retrieved his phone from the dresser.

‘Yeah, baby, suck on this big, fat dick,’ Deryk purred.

‘I would love to,’ she said with a smile. Taking her fingers out of her pussy, she licked them.

Deryk stood in front of Kirsty, his huge thighs slightly apart and she sank to her knees on the thick rug.

‘Fuck, it’s huge!’ She said, as the throbbing member bobbed in her face. The bulbous tip of his dick was shiny with pre-cum.

‘I’ve never had any complaints,’ he said seductively.

Scott stroked himself as he held his phone and began to film as Kirsty took Deryk’s cock in her hand. She stroked his shaft and began to lick the pre-cum from him. His cock was veiny, circumcised and she licked up and down his shaft as she gently squeezed his heavy balls. Her fingers could barely close around his meaty cock.

Deryk held Kirsty’s head and as she pleasured him, he murmured moans of encouragement. Matthew and Scott were wanking themselves; slowly so as not to cum and Scott filmed everything.

Her wet lips slid over the head of his cock, spending time to suck and lick it. Then, she took him deep, all the way back to her throat as he gently thrust in and out of her mouth.

‘Mmmmm fuck, that’s good, baby,’ Deryk encouraged.

Kirsty continued to suck, lick and stroke him, until she sensed he was about to cum.

At that point, she released him from her mouth and stroked him faster and firmer.

‘Ohhhh baby…’ he groaned, ‘Oh yes!’ He shouted, throwing his head back.

His cock exploded all over her face and chest. She pumped his shaft ensuring every drop of cum was released. Finally, when his balls were empty, she smiled at her excited audience. Cum dripped from her cheeks, her chin and her tits were covered in his thick cream.

Scott stopped filming and Kirsty stood up. She grabbed one of the towels and gently mopped herself with it, careful to leave a delicious film of cum still on her.

‘God Kirsty, I knew you’d enjoy that but I didn’t realise how much!’ Scott said with a laugh.

‘It’s your turn now,’ she said with a smirk, ‘but I want you and Matthew inside me.’

‘Double penetration?’ Scott asked hopefully.

‘Uh no, not tonight but maybe next time.’

‘And, Scott,’ she started cautiously, ‘I’d love to see you suck Matthew. Would you be up for that?’

‘Well…. I’ve never done it before….. but I am curious,’ he said.

‘I’d love that, Scott,’ Matthew agreed eagerly.

‘And I want to taste that sweet pussy, while Scott sucks my cock.’

‘Deryk, will you film us and then maybe you’ll be ready for round two?’ Kirsty said confidently.

She was clearly settling in to this dynamic.

‘I’d love that, baby,’ Deryk agreed, getting his phone ready.

Matthew sat on the edge of the sofa and Scott knelt between his legs. Kirsty stood with one leg on the sofa and Matthew turned his face towards her pussy. He opened her labia with his fingers and started to lick her clit. She looked down at Matthew’s face between her legs and then at Scott.

Scott held Matthew’s cock in his hand and looked up at Kirsty and smiled.

‘Go on,’ she said quietly, ‘it’s so hot watching you do that.’

He started to stroke Matthew slowly and as Matthew moaned, Scott lowered his head onto the pre-cum covered cock head and tentatively licked him. Matthew groaned his approval into Kirsty’s pussy. Lashing her clit and pussy with his tongue, he lapped up her juices eagerly as Kirsty watched Scott sucking his cock. The erotic scene was too much for Kirsty and it wasn’t long before she started to cum on Matthew’s tongue. She pushed herself into his face as she came.

‘Fuck! Matthew!’ She cried.

‘Mmmm you cum hard, Kirsty,’ said Deryk as he filmed.

His cock was now solid again and in his hand.

Scott’s head bobbed up and down as he licked and sucked Matthew.

‘Don’t cum in his mouth,’ Kirsty gasped, ‘I want your cum inside me!’

‘All three of you,’ she added.

‘You’d better stop now, Scott,’ Matthew said.

Scott released Matthew’s impressive erection and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

‘That was fun,’ he said, ‘Kirsty, please can I fuck you now, my cock is throbbing!’

‘Of course you can,’ she said, laughing.

‘Let’s go up to the master bedroom through,’ he said and the three of them followed.

The bedroom had a huge, super king bed with a sumptuous duvet covered in a deep green fern design. Scott removed it and revealed the crisp, white flat sheet. Kirsty lay down on the bed, the cool sheet felt gorgeous against her flushed skin.

Lying with her head on one of the pillows, she opened her legs and Scott climbed on top of her. Holding her hands, he lifted her arms and pinned her wrists either side of her head on the pillow. He pushed his cock swiftly inside her, stretching her around him.

‘Just what I need,’ she gasped.

‘Mmmmm me too,’ he smiled as he found his rhythm.

Deryk and Matthew knelt either side of them and watched, waiting for their turn. Deryk filmed again and Matthew knew he couldn’t touch his own cock, or he would cum there and then.

Kirsty’s groans grew louder as Scott fucked her deep and hard. After a while, his breathing quickened and his thrusts became even more urgent.

‘Fuck! Kirsty….’ He gasped and with a series of grunts, he came inside her. She wound her legs around his, pulling him into her until he was completely spent.

‘That was hot!’ Matthew exclaimed as Scott let go of her hands and rolled off.

‘Get onto all fours, please Kirsty. I need to see that lovely cum running out of you,’ Deryk said.

Kirsty obliged, still breathless from the pounding Scott had given her.

She stuck her ass theatrically in the air, loving her new found exhibitionist streak. Scott’s cum trickled from her pussy. Deryk handed his phone to Scott and leaned into her. His thick tongue began to lap at the cum dripping from her cunt.

‘Mmmmmm, fuck …’ she murmured.

Like everything about Deryk, his tongue was big and strong. He licked and lapped at her and thrust his tongue inside her as his fingers played with her clit. His tongue also dipped between her ass cheeks and probed her puckered hole. The sensation was incredible. With the combination of his tongue and fingers, it wasn’t long before she felt her climax building again.

‘Deryk!’ She shouted, ‘Ohmigod … I’m cumming again,’ she groaned as she pushed herself back and came over his tongue and fingers.

The top half of her body crumpled onto the bed as she panted and recovered from her climax. She had momentarily lost the powers of speech.

‘Stay exactly like that, Kirsty,’ Matthew said and took his position behind her.

Scott’s camera was ready to film after taking some stills of Kirsty’s dripping cunt.

Matthew held onto Kirsty’s hips and thrust himself deep inside her. She buried her face in the pillow as he fucked her hard. Deryk and Scott looked on as Kirsty gasped as the breath was knocked from her with every thrust. Finally, Matthew slapped her ass. With one almighty thrust, he came and filled her with his cum. He pulled her into him by her thighs as he made sure he was completely satisfied.

Withdrawing his now softening cock slowly from her.

‘That was incredible, I was so turned on. This is an amazing evening,’ he gasped breathlessly.

‘Stay where you are, Kirsty,’ Deryk instructed, as once again, her cunt dripped with cum.

The three men admired her and then she felt Deryk’s huge hands on her cheeks as he caressed them.

‘I’m going to fill you with my cream now, baby, would you like that?’

‘I would love it!’

Deryk teased her dripping hole with the head of his enormous cock.

‘Are you ready?’

‘Yes,’ she said quietly.

Matthew and Scott watched and filmed as Deryk’s huge cock entered Kirsty. The way her pussy swallowed his cock was like a magic trick as inch by inch he pushed himself in. Slowly, he started to pump her pussy, letting her stretch to accommodate him. Her groans of enjoyment guided his movement. Holding onto her, he built his speed up until finally, he fucked her like he meant it. The whole bed shook and Kirsty’s moans were muffled by the pillow.

Watching the girth of his huge cock slide in and out of Kirsty was mesmerising. The power of his muscular thighs behind her, his huge hands holding her still, was a sight to behold.

Eventually, the big man cried out; a huge groan and grunt filled the room as his incredible cock pulsed its huge load inside her. He leaned over her, his hot chest against her back and he squeezed her tits. He thrust slowly, making sure he held his cock deep inside her, ensuring that every drop of his cum filled her.

When Deryk withdrew, Kirsty rolled over onto her side. She was exhausted but very, very happy. She lay on her back with Deryk’s cum trickling out of her and all three friends smiling at her. Her skin was sweaty and flushed, her face red and she was miles away from the elegant woman who walked down the stairs earlier that evening.

‘This is the best night of my life,’ she said.

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After they all cleaned up and recovered, Deryk and Matthew said their goodbyes and Kirsty and Scott chatted about the evening. There were firsts for both of them and they agreed they would love to meet the other guys again for more fun. They went to bed in their separate rooms exhausted.

The next morning, Kirsty woke up first, showered and washed her hair and put on a red, silk robe she found on the back of the bathroom door. She was very tired and went downstairs to make coffee to try and wake herself up. She was stretching her arms and yawning when Scott appeared, in just his boxer shorts.

‘I thought I heard you up, did you sleep well after all that excitement?’ He said.

‘Yes, I did, I was exhausted. I still am!’ Kirsty replied, grinning.

She pulled the belt of the robe tight as it had slipped. The top half was gaping and she was naked underneath. While she adjusted herself, she had a good look at Scott’s bulging boxers. As the robe was now tight against her, her hard nipples were visible. She didn’t try to hide them.

‘Nice robe, and I like what’s underneath even more,’ he said and winked.

Kirsty felt her pussy tingle. She enjoyed her foursome very much, but she had secretly hoped she would also get Scott on his own.

‘That’s good to hear, and my train isn’t for ages yet. Breakfast can wait….’ She said casually.

Scott walked over and looking into her eyes, he undid the belt of the robe. It hung open and he slid his hand around her waist. Pulling her towards him, she felt him hard against her.

‘Mmmm fuck,’ she murmured as he kissed her.

His fingers found their way between her legs and he discovered how wet she was for him.

Behind them was a huge, oak kitchen table. They instinctively steered each other towards it and she leaned against it. He took his boxers off and lifted her up onto the table. She leaned back, supporting herself with her arms either side, the robe still on but wide open. Scott pushed the tip of his cock against her soaked pussy and she sighed as he slowly slid himself in and out of her. It was exquisite and different to last night’s frantic fucking. Silently they both watched his cock moving in and out of her slick pussy.

‘You feel amazing,’ he said quietly.

‘So do you.’

‘Let’s change positions though, bend over the table …’

‘Okay,’ she said and hopped down from the table.

Scott took the silk gown off her and put it over the back of a chair. Kirsty leaned over the table, rested on her elbows and opened her legs slightly. She felt Scott’s thighs against her and his cock enter her again. Swiftly this time, and deep. Kirsty groaned as Scott fucked her, his cock buried deep inside, his hands on her hips as he pumped her. As he speeded up, her breath left her in short gasps and before too long, she felt her climax build and her cunt start to tighten around his cock. Scott felt it too and the sensation of Kirsty’s orgasm caused him to climax. He squeezed her hips harder as he pushed into her as deeply as he could, filling her again with his cum.

‘Ohmigod,’ she gasped when, finally, he stopped thrusting and held still inside her.

‘That was gorgeous,’ he said.

Slowly standing up straight again, his cock slid out and he watched as his cum dribbled down her legs.

‘I need another shower, I’m covered in cum again!’ she said with a laugh.

‘Leave it. Go home to Daniel with my cum in your knickers,’ Scott said with a smirk.

‘I’d love to.’

They both knew it wouldn’t be the last time that they shared their desires.

The End