An Argument with a Happy Ending

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An Argument with a Happy EndingThe argument had been about, well, nothing. I don’t even remember now. She stormed out, slamming the flat door and I heard the tyres screech as she drove away.I muttered to myself, cursing, then went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. It was summer. It was hot. I was younger and fitter then, and during the summer usually wandered about the house in just my shorts. I sat working on the PC; harder back then with only dial-up internet access. The porn took an age to load. My shorts bulged just a little at the front looking at the big breasted, wide legged ladies.There was a knock at the door.I walked down the stairway/corridor to the door and opened it. Two of my girlfriend’s office mates where there; Kirsten and Jane. Kirsten was shorter, about 5’2″, and curvey. Her short hair framed her friendly face and ruddy cheeks nicely. She was wearing a vest top and short skirt, neither of which were doing much to keep her covered. Jane, slightly taller, with a shoulder length black bob, was wearing a loose summer dress over her lithe, slim figure.”Is Lauren there?” asked Kirsten, smiling.”No.” I said, still pissed.Kirsten looked at Jane and grinned. “Can we wait for her?” I saw both girls looking me up and down. Jane’s gaze lingered on my tight, hairy chest, while Kirsten made little pretence of NOT noticing the bulge in my tight blue shorts.I stepped aside and waved them in. The walked up the stairway to the kitchen above, first Jane, the Kirsten. From below and behind I could see right up Kirsten’s short skirt to her fine round bottom covered in a thin layer of patterned cotton. As she walked I could see the pubic hairs peeping from the sides of her crotch, and my cock gave a little twitch.When I reached the kitchen, the both stood looking at me. “Can I get you anything?” I asked.”Well,” said Kirsten, moving very close to me. “There IS something canlı bahis siteleri we want.” She ran her hand over my chest, moving in even closer. I could feel her breath against my collar bone. Then Jane was behind me. Pressing her small breasts into my back as she caressed the curve of my lats (yes, I had some body shape in those days!).I felt Kirsten’s face press against my neck. The heat from her mouth arousing. The gentle kisses and nibbles on my neck exciting in the extreme. Behind me, Jane was running her hands down my back, cupping and caressing my bottom through the tight fabric of the shorts. She pushed in closer, kissing the back of my neck, running her hands over my buttocks, and around to caress my abs and chest.Kirsten slipped her head down a little. Kissing her way down my chest. Taking a nipple into her mouth, then swirling it with her tongue. I felt a hand stroke across my bulging penis; not sure whose it was. Then Kirsten was kissing down my belly, getting to her knees in front of me. Jane slid down too, kissing my back and caressing my legs.Between then they pulled my shorts down, my hard cock bouncing out. Kirsten smiled at Jane, then up at me, and took a firm grip with one hand. She pulled the foreskin back, her tongue darting out to lick the tiny drop of pre-cum from my helmet. She wanked my shaft slowly, as Jane’s hand moved between my legs from behind; cupping my balls as she kissed the base of my back.Kirsten’s head moved forward, her mouth taking my cock into its warm depths. I groaned involuntarily. Jane was still massaging my balls, but her other hand had crept up my thigh and her finger was gently probing my arse hole. It felt surprisingly good.I reached a hand behind me, to touch Jane’s shoulder, while with the other I cupped one of Kirsten’s full breasts. The nipple poked into the palm of my hand, hard. Kirsten tipobet güvenilir mi plopped my cock out of her mouth and rocked back on her knees. In one swift movement she pulled the vest top off over her head, her big tits bouncing into view. The erect nipples stood out at least an inch, and her areolae were huge; like a CD.Jane stood up behind me, as Kirsten wrapped her big tits around my hard shaft. Tit wanking me, and gently licking the tip of my cock. I looked over my shoulder, to see that Jane had unbuttoned her dress, and was letting it fall to the floor behind her. Her lithe figure was lovely too; small breasts with half-inch areolae, but very erect nipples. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and her pubic region was shaved clear of hair. Her legs were apart a little, and I could see the protruding pussy lips glistening in the sunlight through the kitchen window. She put a hand between her legs, dipped a finger into her cunt, then wafted it under my nose. I grasped it with my mouth; tasting her juices.Kirsten stood up now. Pulling her short skirt up, she slid off her panties, revealing a fine, full bush of curly brown hair. I moved forward, pushing her back toward the kitchen table; up onto it and spreading her legs. I crouched, diving my head between her legs, my tongue flicking across her tight pussy. I spread it open with my fingers. I gazed at the gorgeous damp pinkness of her cunt, the dived back in with my tongue.Jane was behind me again. Pressing her hot, naked body against mine. Reaching around to caress the shaft of my penis. I stood, spreading Kirsten’s legs wide and plunged my hard cock into her gaping cunt. She gasped. Jane knelt behind me, pushing my legs apart a little, and started to lick my arse hole while she massaged my aching balls.I thrust for a few seconds into Kirsten’s hot cunt, then pulled out, turning around. tipobet giriş I almost slapped Jane in the face, but she smiled, and enveloped my cock in her mouth; tasting Kirsten’s milky white juices. I held the back of her head and thrust my cock into her mouth a couple of time; she didn’t even gag.My hands pulled her to her feet and moved her to the worksurface on the other side of the kitchen. I turned her around, bent her over, the slid my cock between her floppy pussy lips and thrusted hard for a minute or two. Kirsten just sat on the table, watching, legs spread wide, her hand rubbing her clit and fingering her cunt.Jane moaned as I ploughed her naked pussy, but I pulled out and turned back to Kirsten. My cock slid straight into her pussy without even a hand to guide it, and I thrust at her for a few seconds before pulling out, and dropping back to my knees between her thighs. I fingered and licked her til she was writhing in pleasure. I felt her cunt contracting around the three fingers I had buried inside it, and a flood of warm juice poured out over my lips.I turned to Jane, and nudged my hard cock against her arse hole, then slid it down into her sopping cunt. I thrust hard now, and fast, as her hand worked over her clit. She was starting to orgasm and I could hold on no longer. I pulled out, my semen spurting in great globs over her pert, round arse.Kirsten moved over. She bent and licked a glob of cum from Jane’s backside, then engulfed my cock with her mouth; sucking the juices and cum from the head and shaft. It felt extra-sensitive, and I was still hard. She sucked harder, faster and I could feel the pressure coming back to my balls. With a silly face and a massive groan I unloaded again, right in her mouth. Not so much this time, but a second ejaculation in less than two minutes.I stepped back, gasping, leaning on the sink, looking at the glistening, naked bodies before me. They smiled, and started to get dressed. They came over, each kissing a cheek, and having a last fondle of my waning cock, before waving goodbye and heading out.I stood naked in the kitchen for a little, then though I should probably shower.

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