'Who is it?' asked Gillian with an unconcerned yawn. It's Chrissie,' came the whispered reply. 'May I come in, please?' I looked questioningly at Gillian's naked body. Hadn't we better make ourselves decent?' There is no need, Chrissie is a very close friend and to be frank I've discovered her in a similar position more than once so it hardly matters one way or the other if she now sees me in a state of undress in bed with my lover.' 'Come in, Chrissie,' she called out and the door opened to reveal a tall, dark-haired girl dressed in a short tennis dress. Her willowy figure was capped by an attractively pert face with bright brown eyes which matched her long tresses of soft hair falling down in ringlets to her shoulders.
'Chrissie, meet Rupert Mountjoy; Rupert, this is Miss Chrissie Nayland-Hunt, one of the three girls who shares this house with me.'
I heaved myself to a more upright position, but our visitor said with a twinkle in her eye: 'A pleasure to meet you, Rupert. Please don't get up, it looks as if you have had a tiring afternoon.'
'He has performed splendidly, Chrissie, and it is truly a serendipitous coincidence that you have joined us at this time. We were just discussing some intimate matters and I don't think it's more than five minutes ago that Rupert declared that so long as I have no objection-and I have none as far as you are concerned-he would happily oblige any pretty girl who desired the thrill of his stiff cock in her cunney ' 'Is this true, Rupert?' enquired this scrumptious lass as she came in and sat on the bed. 'Let me see for myself what exactly you have to offer.' And before I could say or do anything more she pulled the covers off my side of the bed and exposed my dormant but still swollen shaft which was in a state of half limber. She took hold of my prick and commented: 'Gillian, you must have really extracted great pleasure from this fine instrument.' 'I have indeed, Chrissie, along with a copious amount of hot, frothy, masculine seed,' agreed my pretty bedmate. 'Would you care to take your pleasure with Rupert? He is a true gentleman and though his cock must be somewhat fatigued after our strenuous exertions, I am sure that with a little assistance this fine organ will be capable of rising to the occasion.' Perhaps I should have been angered by Gillian's cool suggestion to her friend which took no account of my feelings about whether or not I wanted to fuck Chrissie, though to be fair I had been hoist by my own petard through my rash remark about happily obliging any girl etc, etc, the words of which Gillian had glibly repeated to the newcomer. Anyhow, Chrissie looked simply ravishing in her skimpy white tennis dress which set off her long dark tresses and large brown eyes and only a confirmed homosexualist would have failed to have been aroused by her sensuous pulchritude. So I raised no objection when Chrissie leaned forward and proceeded to take my penis in her smooth, soft hands, resting her forearms on my belly and thighs. As Gillian had forecast, it needed little further encouragement for it immediately began to swell to its fullest extent under her warm touch. She cupped my ballsack in one hand and lightly ran the fingers of the other along the bright blue veins of my distended love truncheon. 'Master John Thomas looks to be well on the road to recovery, but to make sure I'd best give him the kiss of life,' she murmured and I gave a huge grin of approval as she leaned forward and took my throbbing tool between her ruby lips, teasing my knob against the roof of her, mouth. Ripples of ecstasy flowed out from my delighted stiffstander as her darting tongue moved to and fro along the thick shaft and I closed my eyes and lay back, totally engulfed in the exquisite sensations which were now washing all over my body. Frankly, I sometimes wonder whether being sucked off isn't even more pleasurable than actually fucking though I suppose it depends upon one's mood and the skills of one's partner. Certainly Chrissie was a fellatrix par excellence and as she licked the tip of my cock I felt my balls begin to tighten and fill with jism. Chrissie sensed this and for a moment took her sweet lips away. Then with a wicked smile she returned to the fray, stroking her tongue along the underside of my cock, making it ache with excitement as I jerked my body upwards and thrust frenziedly into her oral orifice. She squeezed her hand around the base of my prick, sucking it even harder and this exquisite sensation sent me to paradise. But I could contain myself for only a short while longer and I let out a short, sharp cry of despair as my lusty young prick pulsed in her mouth and I jetted spurt after spurt of creamy white semen full into her adorable mouth. She managed to suck in and swallow every last drop of my libation, licking all round my knob to take up the final sticky dribbles of jism.
She raised her head and looking me squarely in the eye said mischievously: 'Well, that was a truly delicious hors d'oeuvre, Rupert, but now how about the main course? I'm glad to see that your cock's still quite hard, can you keep it up whilst I undress?'
'I'll help to keep his organ on song,' said Gillian brightly, taking hold of my moist length and rubbing it gaily between her hands.
This had the desired effect of keeping my shaft stiff as Chrissie slipped out of her clothes. For a girl with such a slim, almost boyish figure, Chrissie had a suprisingly full bosom with rounded, firmly shaped breasts tipped with pert raspberry nipples surrounded by large red aureolae. I watched closely as she ran her hands along the smooth skin of her flat, unwrinkled belly and into a luxuriant fleece of dark, almost black hair which extended between her thighs and completely covered her pussey. She leaped into bed beside me and straightaway took a pillow and placed it under her bottom as she spread her legs to wait for the arrival of my twitching tool which under Gillian's continuing rhythmic ministrations was now standing proudly upright in all its glory, the purple helmet uncapped and glowing as she worked my shaft up and down in her hands.
'Chrissie, are you ready to receive His Majesty, King Cock?' she gaily enquired. The darling girl replied: 'Yes, dear, please put Rupert's tool in my cunt, I have a great fancy for it just now. I want to feel his knob nudge between my pussey lips and drive straight through into my cunney.' Gillian moved a hand across to delve into Chrissie's thick growth of pubic hair. Her clever fingers spread her friend's pussey lips and exposed the pink chink where my pulsating prick was now yearning to enter. With Gillian's hand still firmly clasped on my tadger, I rolled over on top of the trembling girl and she opened the lips of Chrissie's cunt and placed the tip of my helmet between them. 'Push on, Rupert,' she hissed in my ear. 'Chrissie has a marvellously tight little cunney and she wants to feel every inch of your big cock inside her!' I needed no further urging and planting my lips on hers, I plunged forward, embedding my knob and just an inch or so of my shaft inside her delicious, velvet-walled cunt. Quickly, we established a fine rhythm with Chrissie pushing her hips upward to meet every push forward of my prick into her already sopping cunney. We enjoyed an excellent fuck (though is there such a thing as a bad one!) with her rapid jerking spurring me to further fast plunges into this delectable cunt which held my member in its warm, silky embrace. Her juices lubricated her little love-channel so that my cock slid in and out of her pussey with consummate ease though it was tight enough for me to feel my foreskin being drawn backwards and forwards with every lascivious shove. I fucked away with surprising energy considering how Gillian had emptied my balls before Chrissie had sucked me off just before. But the throbbing contractions of her cunney muscles spurred me on and we shared a truly memorable experience. 'Ah, you lovely boy, ram home that fat joystick!' she urged me as her eyes sparkled and she writhed in delicious agitations as within us the pent-up waves of ecstatic bliss rose to tidal proportions. A few more rapid, impetuous thrusts together with one last straining of her body to mine and her fingers clawed up and down my back as she reached the highest pinnacle of pleasure. Very shortly afterwards I joined her and I spouted a stream of milky seed inside Chrissie's cunney which mingled deliciously with her own copious rivulets of nectar that overflowed down onto her thighs. I pounded my spurting shaft until I was spent and I collapsed on top of her soft body, and the two of us were almost fainting with fatigue after this torrid fuck. Both Chrissie and I had been so highly involved with each other's bodies that neither of us had noticed Gillian slip out of bed whilst we had been fucking ourselves into a stupor. But the kind girl had busied herself whilst my love trunk was battering its way into Chrissie's cunt and she had set up a table upon which she had placed a selection of fruits and a jug of lemonade from the ice-box.