I pulled one knee forward so that my foot was flat on the floor, parting my legs as wide as I could to allow his finger to enter my pussy as deep as it would go.
His knuckles mashing against my sopping lips as he pushed it in and out.
"Use another." I pleaded.
He pressed his index finger to his middle finger and rubbed them back and forth.
"Put them in me now." I almost screamed.
It was agony as he slowly pushed them between my lips then heaven as he worked them back and forth.
My breath was coming in ragged gasps, I felt Steve's hand snake under my skirt around my hip and down between my legs, sending me over the edge as he pressed the tip of a finger to my clit massaging it with small circular movements until my juices exploded all over William's hand.
Steve moved his hand as I shook with the force of my orgasm but William, being not very experienced was perhaps unaware of what was happening.
Either that or he was so caught up with being 'allowed' to touch me that he was reluctant to let the moment go.
Whatever the reason he kept fingering my pussy with short rapid thrusts until I could stand it no longer.
I grabbed his wrist.
"No more William." I need to get my breath I panted.
He sat back on his heels watching me as I regained some composure; his cock was sticking straight up against his belly the end swollen and red and very much in need of some attention.
I stood up still a little shaky
"Lie back on the table so I can take care of that," I said pointing to his erection.
He did as I said and I stood at his side.
"Would you like that hand job you were missing so much?" He started to answer me but I put my hand up to stop him. "Or do you prefer the 'camel toe slide' now?"
"The camel one," he said.
"I bet you do" I said, feeling very naughty because he hadn't caught on that this time there would be no 'camels toe' to slide along his cock.
Because Steve had taken my panties off.
As he settled back I pressed the palm of my hand to my skirt holding it down while I straddled him, (because this time I didn't want him to see up it) then eased down slowly stopping as my vagina made the briefest of contact with the underside of his penis.
William's eyes went wide at the touch of skin on skin.
I laughed. "Did you forget that Steve pulled them off?"
He nodded then very gallantly asked. "Do you want to put them back on?"
In answer I settled down and moved my hips dragging my sopping slit along the length of his cock making him gasp.
I very slowly repeated the movement but each time I rubbed my pussy along his shaft I settled down on his cock a little more, letting my weight transfer from my hands on his chest to my hips so that I slowly increased contact pressing my damp slit to him causing my lips to spread.
Between the pre cum that had been steadily pumping out from his cock and the juices that had and were still leaking from my pussy things were pretty slick.
Remembering what had happened earlier I shifted position a few times until I felt the head of his cock pressing against my clitoris, each time I pushed my hips down and back at the end of the stroke his cock gave it a little rub making the muscles in my thighs twitch.
Still moving slowly I teased both William and myself by letting the tip of his penis rub against my clit when I moved my hips back then as I moved forward along his shaft let it graze the entrance of my vagina, lingering there for just a second before moving my hips back the other way.
It was exciting because it was risky; we were both so slick that if I misjudged things when the head of his penis was by the entrance of my vagina his cock would slide right in as I pushed back.
I turned my head and looked over at Steve who was sitting on the sofa.
He was slowly rubbing his penis a huge grin on his face; he could see that I was enjoying myself.
I smiled back and he winked.
I took a breath; I could feel William trembling under me, I could feel his cock twitching against my pussy and knew he wouldn't last much longer.
I rubbed along his length a couple more times and felt him tense.
"Are you going to cum?" I asked him.
He shook his head, "Not yet."
"William you must tell me when you are going to cum, Ok?"
He nodded, "Sure, yes of course I will."
"Not when it starts, before you cum or we are not going to be friends anymore Ok?"
"Promise," he said.
This time when I felt the tip of his penis brush against the entrance to my vagina I stayed still instead of pulling away, I could feel his sticky pre cum oozing out against my lips so I rocked my hips gently brushing them back and forth over the end spreading our juices along my slit.
They started to part with the pressure but I didn't stop instead I pressed back slowly rubbing my slit back and forth against the tip of his penis, harder and harder, allowing him to penetrate me, only stopping when the end of his cock was nestled just inside of my pussy.
I squeezed down on it making him groan.
I sat like this for a moment letting William get used to the sensation.
Little beads of sweat had formed on his forehead and he was biting his bottom lip.
Moving my hips very slowly I took him inch by inch, when his cock was almost half way inside of me I pushed myself up a little on my hands and looked over at Steve.
My dress had covered up what had been happening, so as far as Steve was concerned I was just resting on William's cock sliding my pussy back and forth as I had done earlier.
I felt so naughty it was intoxicating.
I smiled at Steve and he gave me a quizzical 'what are you up to' look.
His face was a picture as I shifted my hips back until I was sitting upright in the classical 'cowgirl position then slowly moved up and down on Williams cock, grinding my hips at the bottom then sliding up his entire length until the head almost popped out before sitting down as slowly as I could.
Disappointingly I had only done this a couple of times when I felt William squirm under me, I rested my hands on his belly using faster shorter strokes as I sensed he was close to losing it but only managed a few before he cried out.
"Now, I'm going to do it now."
I pushed back and swung my leg off him just in time to see his cock swell and spurt yet another load over his belly, he reached out to grab his cock but I took a hold of it first, kneeling by him and working my hand up and down the shaft as stream after stream of cum shot out. Some landed as far as his chest as he bucked his hips against my hand; it was a good job that he had pulled his top right up otherwise it would have been a right mess.
As the spurts became a dribble he reached out to stop my hand.
"Enough please Jules it's too sensitive."
I laughed...revenge was sweet.
As William got up off the table I felt Steve's hand on my back, the other flipping my skirt up as he straddled me from behind, I tried to move but he pushed me forward over the table scattering the cusions, his body pressed against mine and I could feel his erection crushed between us.
It felt huge after William, he took hold of my hips and pulled me against him, I couldn't help but glance over my shoulder as I felt the pressure of his penis against my vagina, noting the lustful look on his face as he rubbed the head back and forth.
Needing him inside I pushed back and felt it fill me.
I was so wet that the insides of my thighs were damp with my juices as they trickled out of my pussy, Steve pulled almost all the way out then pushed back in very slowly inch by inch teasing me in almost the same way I had teased William.
He kept this up until I was almost begging him to pick up the pace, moving my hips in a circular motion grinding against him when he was all the way in.
"Please do it harder."
He pulled me against him making a little 'whoosh' of air escape from between my lips. "
Not yet." He whispered.
He shifted position so that his left foot was flat on the floor on the outside of my left leg and eased his cock out of my pussy dragging it over the lips, making me shudder at the contact and groan because he had taken it out.
He ran his fingers between my legs and then rubbed them over my ass making it slick.
I knew what he planned and panicked.
"We can't do that with someone here."
He moved close behind me. "Yes I am." He said and used one hand to push firmly on my back holding me still as he pressed the head of his cock to my ass.
We don't do it like this often, usually it is a treat for Steve when I feel like it but he had made it clear this was happening. I gasped as the slick head pushed against my tight hole biting down on my lip waiting for the moment of discomfort when it first 'pops' in but Steve's cock was so slick with the combination of our juices that it slipped in easily.
He pushed gently letting me get used to the sensation, moving in inches using the same slow movement that he had been teasing my pussy with just moments ago.
When he was all the way in he held my hips, rocking back and forth working the last inch in and out then pulled back until just the head of his cock rested inside me.
He repeated the whole thing patiently until I arched my back pressing my bottom against him letting him know I was ready for more.
Steve pushed forward slipping his cock all the way in, it was tight but because he had made sure the shaft was well lubricated with my juices it moved almost as freely as if he was deep in my pussy.
For the first minute he took it easy then picked up a steady rhythm, gaining momentum as I pushed back at him, his cock sliding in and out in long slow strokes until it begin to throb and swell inside of me, gasping he shortened his strokes and thrust into me almost brutally his fingers digging into my hips as he pulled me hard against him. The feeling was unbelievable as he gave one final thrust and unloaded his cum deep in my ass.
Steve let his cock ease out from between my cheeks; I didn't move as I felt his semen start to leak out of me.
He reached under my dress and rubbed his hand between my legs spreading the wetness there, I gasped as his thumb sank between my lips and his fingers danced over my clit, I hadn't been far from orgasm when he had taken his cock from my pussy and was soon bucking my hips as his thumb moved in and out of me like a tiny chubby penis, his fingers rubbed back and forth over my clit until I flooded his hand trembling and shaking until I was spent.
I knelt there until I got my breath back, my thighs were soaked with a combination of multiple orgasms and cum that still leaked from my ass and down between my legs. Then just like that I got up and told William it was time to go, he gathered his DVDs and said goodnight.
As I stood there Steve looked at my dress, damp, crumpled and stuck to my thighs and buttocks.
"That will need a dry clean." He said." I can't believe that you didn't take it off."
I laughed. "Sod the dry cleaners, one the public anal alone is worth a new dress and two do you realise that William never once saw my pussy all the time we were fooling around, he knows what I feel like but not what I look like, it's kind of erotic when someone is touching but not seeing everything don't you think?"
Steve laughed. "Well if I'm buying a new dress it's going to be way shorter than that and as for the 'public' anal doing it in front of one guy you know doesn't make it public...but maybe we can work on that when the weathers better.
I pushed past him and headed for the shower.
"Dream on," I said...
But then again...
The End.
Just a Girl
"SHIT!" The tone of panic in George's voice sent Luke scurrying out of the study before his brain even had time to wonder what had caused the exclamation. He was halfway down the hall by the time he started to worry; had George seen something out the window? The cops showing up, maybe, or the woman who owned the house coming back earlier than expected? Had they missed an alarm system or something when casing the house over the past couple days?
He was almost to the bedroom by the time he remembered that the bedroom window faced the back of the house, not the front. By the time he actually got into the room, he was already calming down from his initial surge of panic, and when he saw what had provoked George's outburst, he rolled his eyes in exasperation. "It's just a Girl, George. Jesus fuck, you scared me."
George was standing in front of an open walk-in closet, staring at the lavender-hued nude robot with gradually subsiding fear in his eyes. "She won't stop looking at me," he said quietly, obviously still a little spooked. The robot remained motionless, its smooth contours giving it the impression of a particularly sexy sculpture.
"Who cares?" Luke said, by now thoroughly irritated with his partner. "It's a glorified blow-up doll, George." Not for the first time, he wished he could have found someone a little smarter to help him with this job. But his usual partner was doing a nickel for possession of stolen property, and Diamond Billy had sworn that George was a stand-up guy, because he was the brother of Little Nicky Callahan and he'd already helped out on a couple of jobs. 'Not too bright', Billy'd said, 'but he's strong and quiet and two can haul more than one.' Luke was already regretting not paying more attention to the 'not too bright' part.
"What if she remembers us?" George said, still unwilling to look away from the Girl's glowing yellow eyes. The Girl remained perfectly still, and Luke had to admit it was just a little bit creepy standing there like that. Things that looked like people shouldn't stand that still. It made them look like they were waiting to pounce. "They're supposed to be intelligent, man. Maybe she'll remember what we look like."
Luke walked quickly across the room and grabbed his partner's jacket. "Then we'll take it with us," he said. "That's kind of what we're here for, you know?"
They both jumped a little when the Girl responded. "You're here for me?" it asked, tilting its head slightly as if to study them. "Did Charlene offer to lend me to you?"
Luke forced a smile. "Um, yeah," he replied, trying to sound cheerful and excited. He tried to pretend like he'd really been looking forward to playing with someone else's sex toys. "She did, she said that we could borrow you for the night. And, um, take you home. To our place."
The Girl smiled. The smile didn't look human, but it looked sexy. "Oh, there's no need for that," it said brightly. "We've got plenty of time. Charlene won't be home for another few hours, and there's a bed right here big enough for the three of us." Without waiting for a response, it sauntered past them to lounge on the edge of the mattress. "Room for two more," it purred out, its left eye flashing through a brief rainbow of colors as if to approximate a wink.
"Um..." Luke took George's arm, and pulled him over past the bed to the doorway. "Just a minute!" he called out to the robot.
George looked at him like he was nuts. "We're actually going to fuck that thing?" he exclaimed.
"Keep your voice down!" Luke hissed back at him. He leaned in conspiratorially. "No, we're not going to fuck it. We're going to steal it. I don't think it's that bright." He looked back over at the Girl, who had started to play with her...its...nipples, then back to George. "If we just tell it that its real owner said we could borrow it, I think it'll walk right out of here with us."
George looked over at the robot as well. Its eyes were glowing all sorts of colors in anticipation, and it smiled seductively at them. "Whenever you're ready, boys," it said in a husky, bedroom voice. "I'm here for your pleasure."
George looked back at Luke, confusion and greed mingling on his face. "You really think so?" he asked.
"It's a fucking sex toy," Luke whispered urgently, keeping one eye on the robot to make sure it didn't come closer. "How smart do you think they made it?"
George nodded, glancing back at the Girl as the fingers of its right hand slowly traced the curves of its body down to its pussy. "How much do you think we can get for one of those things?" he asked.
"I dunno," Luke said. "I've never seen anyone fence one before." Which was kind of strange, he thought as he watched the Girl play with herself. (Itself. It wasn't a person, it was a thing, he reminded himself.) He'd seen just about everything pass through Diamond Billy's pawnshop at one point or another, whether because it was stolen or just because its real owner was a little down on their luck. One guy had sold his false teeth, for fucksake...but nobody had ever pawned a Girl. Nobody had ever stolen a Girl. It was kind of odd, when you thought about it.
It was a long moment before George spoke again. "Maybe I'll just keep it, then," he whispered, almost to himself. "I mean, you know, as part of my share. It might be kind of nice to have one." He reached down to adjust his pants slightly. Luke tried not to notice the boner George was sporting.
"Yeah, um, fine," Luke said, looking back over at the Girl. She was really going to town-- It, he reminded himself irritably. It was really going to town down there. Luke could actually see moisture trickling out of its snatch. It didn't smell like pussy, though. It smelled sweet, like strawberries, and Luke was surprised to find his mouth watering at the scent. "Just break off its arms and legs or something so that it doesn't try to, um...to get..." She was still smiling at them, he realized. She was smiling that same patient smile, waiting for them to go over to the bed, and she had such beautiful eyes...
"You've never been with a Girl(tm) before, have you, boys?" she asked. She spread her legs a little wider, and the sweet strawberry smell wafted through the room. Luke could see a little wet spot on the mattress where the moisture had soaked in. "It's okay," she said. "I don't bite. Not unless that's what you really want me to do, that is."
She beckoned with her free hand, and Luke found himself walking forward before his brain even processed the idea. "There you go, boys," the Girl said, and Luke realized that George was walking right alongside him. "It's okay. No need to be shy."
Luke tried to tell himself that this was a bad idea. But every time he tried to make himself move back towards the door, the Girl's seductive whisper echoed in his memory, saying that there was plenty of time, that Charlene wouldn't be back for hours. Hours...the implications of that word stroked his cock to its full length all by itself. He sat down on the bed next to the Girl, his sense of urgency gradually deserting him. He found all the time he needed in those beautiful eyes.
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