Living the Dream. Ch.05.

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Living the Dream. Ch.05.It wasn’t till I opened the pizza box that I realised how hungry I was. I think all three of us felt the same as silence descended and we attacked the pizzas like ravenous b**sts. Finally, I sat back with a contented smile on my face. Beside me Fay breathed a huge sigh and flopped back into the soft cushions. Even Sofi seemed revived and the trauma of the delivery man now a thing of the past. “I think I’ll take this little one upstairs and give her a good shower,” said Fay, finally breaking the silence, “she stinks of pizza and sex.”She stood up and, grabbing a fistful of hair made Sofi crawl on hands and knees up the stairs.“I’ll be up in a bit,” I called after them, “I’ll just tidy up down here first.”I picked up the pizza boxes and wandered into the kitchen to dump them in the recycling. Back in the living room I got rid of my bathrobe and flopped onto the couch again. There seemed little point in wearing it any longer. I picked up my glass and poured out another wine and sat back, contemplating the day’s events and the one final act that I had to do. It was something I had been looking forward to all day, ever since I’d first impaled Sofi on the butt plug. The time had come for her to lose her anal virginity. I felt a stirring between my thighs at the thought of it and I sipped the wine and watched as my dick slowly came to life. From upstairs I could hear strange noises coming over the sound of running water. Then the shower was turned off and a series of squeals and yelps. I imagined what they were getting up to and that just made my desires grow. There was some giggling as they crossed the hallway into the bedroom and then silence. I downed the last of my wine and stood up. By now I was fully erect, and it felt good as it swayed from side to side as I climbed the stairs. When I went into the bedroom I was greeted by a wonderful sight. Fay was half-sitting, propped up on the pillows, facing the door with her legs splayed wide. Sofi was knelt between them her head down and her arse in the air, displaying for me the object of my desire, the oval black base of the plug. Fay smiled and then grinned broadly when she saw my aroused state.“I thought you’d enjoy seeing us like this,” she said, mischievously.Sofi started to lift her head but was pushed firmly back in place by Fay’s firm hand. She took the hint and went back to licking Fay’s eager cunt. I climbed onto the bed behind her and stroked her arse, still slightly pink from izmir escort bayan the spanking. I couldn’t resist giving her a couple more, one on each cheek and got a satisfying muffled yell as she struggled to concentrate. Then I took hold of the base of the plug and began to play with it.I wiggled it from side to side and up and down just to remind Sofi that it was there. I felt her tense up as I moved it around. Then I slowly started to ease it out. I could see that Fay was having to use some force to keep her in place. Slowly the bulbous part began to appear forcing her anus to expand. Then I let it sink back in. Again I pulled it out, a little further this time. When I let go it plopped back in of its own accord. On the next go I pulled until it reached the widest part and held it there, allowing her time to get used to the feel. I reached between her legs and began to caress her clit and she began to relax a little. I let it sink back in and repeated the process a few more times and she became more of a willing participant each time. I could feel her cunt getting wet as I played with her. Finally, I allowed it to come out and slowly let the tapered end slide gently from the clutches of her sphincter. As an experiment I pushed it back in and it slipped in easily, with little resistance. I fucked her pretty virgin arse a few more times before finally removing it altogether. I think she thought that was an end to it but of course I had other ideas. I tossed the plug onto the bed and picked up the bottle of lube I’d brought from downstairs. I tipped it up and let it trickle between her cheeks. She jumped as she felt it slowly spread. With a finger I massaged it into her arse and pushed it deep inside her. I also liberally coated my dick stroking it in and bringing myself to peak hardness. Now was the moment of truth.I looked at Fay and she was gazing at me, knowing my plan and waiting for a signal. I nodded to her and she tightened her grip on Sofi’s hair, holding her down. I’m sure even Sofi guessed what was about to happen and she tried to struggle free, but Fay’s grip was firm. I pushed two fingers into her arsehole, and they felt very little resistance, so I pulled them out and started to push at her sphincter with my dick. Sofi started to wriggle but I grabbed her hips as extra leverage. Slowly the tight ring of muscle was forced to give way and I entered her. She was gloriously tight, but she stretched enough to let me in. She started izmir escort bayan to relax, and I muttered “good girl” as I inched my way in. I was halfway when I paused, giving her time to get used to the feeling. She had stopped struggling and I could let go of her hips and go back to playing with her cunt. By now her juices were flowing freely and she soaked my hand. I started to push deeper, and she seemed more willing to accept me. It felt as though she was pushing back, trying to take more of me. When I was all the way in, I stopped moving and let her rest for a while before I started to slide in and out. A sheen of sweat covered her back as she started to become used to the new sensation. Far from hating it she was beginning to enjoy it and was moving in rhythm with me, swaying backwards as I thrust forwards. I could feel her cunt clench and relax, and she was on the verge of cumming. We both came at the same time, pushed over the edge by a sudden shout of “FUCK” from Fay as her orgasm struck. Sofi squirted over my hand as I filled her with my cum. I collapsed over her back and lay there for what seemed like an eternity, unable to move. Slowly my dick subsided and eventually slipped out and I rolled to one side. I was in a dream-like state as I watched Fay somehow move Sofi to sit over her face. She eagerly licked up the rivulets of white cum that trickled from her arse. Then she pushed her off and moved to the side. Sofi lay there exhausted, an unmoving mess. She had Fay’s cum all over face and her cunt still oozed with her juices. The middle of the bed, where Sofi slept, was a soggy mess but she would have to sleep in it. After all it was she who had squirted so it was only right and none of us had the energy to get up and change the sheets. That could wait until morning. It was still kisses all round before the lights went out.The next morning all three of us felt lethargic. It had been a weekend of adventure for all of us, exciting but busy and tiring. I crept out of bed and had a shower before poking my head round the bedroom door and announcing I was going to make breakfast. Fay’s hand wafted a lazy acknowledgement before her head sank back into the pillow. I knew there was no rush as I wandered downstairs and retrieved my bathrobe from where I had discarded it. I made coffee and sat patiently waiting for any sign of activity from upstairs. Finally, I heard movement and the distinctive sound of the shower. I got up and started to busy myself at the stove.When the girls appeared, Fay dressed but Sofi still naked, they looked delightfully damp and refreshed. I served up three plates of scrambled eggs, this time putting all three on the table. In my mind Sofi had fulfilled her duties and was now welcome among us as an equal but it seems she felt out of place and took her plate and knelt on the floor at our feet. I let the matter be as it was obviously her choice.The rest of the morning was spent in idleness. I tried to concentrate on reading the paper while the two women snuggled together, giggling, as they logged on to various websites. It seems they were looking at online suppliers of toys and raunchy underwear. That much I gathered from the comments I heard. As lunchtime approached, we allowed Sofi to go upstairs and get dressed. We had decided that we’d go to a pub for lunch. I asked Fay whether we should offer Sofi some money as recompense or as expenses.“No, definitely not,” she replied quite adamantly, “I did broach the subject earlier and she was shocked and upset at the thought. It seems this weekend has been her dream for ages. We can still treat her to lunch though.”Which is what we did. we drove to a pub that was in Sofi’s direction with her following us in her own car. We had a very pleasant lunch of typical Sunday pub lunch fare. At one point, out of mischief, I lowered my voice and asked Sofi how her bottom was. Fay and I both grinned when she went bright red and refused to answer out loud. We said our farewells and agreed we would phone and arrange another weekend before very long. I got the impression that for Sofi it couldn’t come soon enough.Fay and I drove back almost in silence. The result of a combination of the weekend and a hearty lunch resulted in me falling asleep in an armchair for the rest of the afternoon. When I woke, several hours later, Fay was just logging off from her laptop. She told me she’d been chatting to Lotti most of the afternoon. It turns out that Lotti called herself a switch, an expression I’d not come across before, but which turned out to mean that she was both submissive and dominating. It all depended, apparently, on who she was with and the circumstances. She had agreed to meet up next weekend but felt disappointed that “our pretty young friend” was not going to be there. Neither Fay nor I knew quite how to take that comment.During the following week we discussed it several times and in the end we decided to compromise by inviting Lotti down on the Friday and we asked Sofi if she was free to come over on the Saturday. Both girls were fine with that arrangement though we told neither of them about our plans.

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