Deliciously British

by Scarlett Avery

  “Okay,” she says, following my orders. She scoots next to me on the seat before stretching her legs and dropping them on the ottoman. My eyes zoom in on her perfectly painted blue toes. The color against her skin is striking. We’ve been enjoying a few more days of sun lately and it shows in her warm tan—even through her nude stockings.

  “Good, I see the two of you are comfortably seated. Now the evening can really begin,” Xander says, strutting back into the living room carrying our drinks on a stainless steel tray. He already got rid of his jacket and his tie. Yup, he’s ready. He drops the tray on the second ottoman before handing Delilah her gin and tonic. He hands me my tumbler before grabbing his and taking a seat to our girlfriend’s left. “Cheers. Here’s to new beginnings,” he rejoices, lifting his glass up.

  Delilah and I mimic him. “Cheers,” we both exclaim in unison.

  We each take a long gulp of our drink, eyeing each other over the rim of our glasses as we do, each one of us very aware of what’s about to happen. The anticipation makes it that much better.

  “Do you like the lingerie we got you?” Xander is pressing on strong.

  “Yes. Thank you. I love it. It’s absolutely beautiful and it’s so flattering,” she cheers.

  “Did you wear the panties or the garter belt?” Xander continues to fish for more clues.

  “I can tell you all about it, but I’m pretty sure you’ll find out for yourself in a few minutes,” Delilah says, her answer laced with sassiness.

  Xander’s eyes widen as much as mine. I expect him to challenge her, but he takes a different approach. “Fair enough. You’re right, we’re just stretching out the inevitable. In that case, let’s move on to what’s really on my mind.”

  “Which is?” she asks.

  “Did you enjoy inserting that butt plug up your ass nearly as much as I fantasized?” Boom. There we have it. Xander has shed the kid gloves.

  Delilah stretches out and drops her glass on the tray Xander placed in front of me. “I’ll be honest, when I saw the size of the thing, I was taken aback. I have no idea how I was going to manage such a beast. Luckily, Jackie was home to walk me through it.”

  “What?” I ask, shocked.

  “Jackie has a lot more experience than I do in that department, not to mention she’s also had two boyfriends at the same time. She was nice enough to share her experience with me, but she insisted I explore things on my own.”

  “What do you mean? Did she insert that thing up your ass?” I’m sure Xander’s imagination is working overtime.

  “Well—”

  “And if so, I want to know why you didn’t connect with us via a Skype video or FaceTime chat. I think I can speak for Ethan when I say that we would have loved to watch.” Xander is practically foaming at the mouth. I’m not faring much better. The visual only hardens my cock even more.

  “You’ve got such a dirty mind.”

  “You’ve never complained about it before, why start now?” Xander quips.

  “You’re right. When it comes to you—to both of you—I’d be a fool to object to your naughty ways. To answer your question, no, there wasn’t any kind of kinky action between my roommate and I. She just suggested that I make the whole thing a more pleasurable experience by having fun with it.”

  “What exactly does that entail?” It’s my turn now to pressure her for more details.

  “Jackie had to go in to work because she has a very important project due on Monday. Since I was alone, I followed her instructions. I stripped out of my babydoll—”

  “I’m sorry, you sleep in one of those?” If Xander isn’t put out of his misery soon, he’ll explode in his trousers.

  She nods with a teasing smile stretched across her face. “It’s my way to make up for the fact that my body isn’t nestled between yours.”

  “Nothing compares to you sleeping naked between us, but I’m just telling you right now I’m going to demand you wear that hot little number for us one night—better yet, we should roleplay with it.” He winks.

  “You got yourself a deal, mister. Now do you want me to continue my story or not?”

  “Please do.” Xander moves his arm in front of him in a ceremonious way.

  “As you know, I don’t do porn—”

  “I really think we need to change that.” Xander voices his objection.

  “Well, Jackie beat you to the punch.”

  “You watched porn with your roommate?” I ask. It’s never occurred to me to watch Delilah have a little fun with another woman before Xander and I ravish her, but with all this talk about her roommate, I’m starting to wonder how that scenario might play out. It goes without saying that neither my best friend nor I would touch the other woman. It’s all about our delicious little Texan.

  Delilah shakes her head. “She was long gone when I started. She gave me a list of sites to visit so that I can familiarize myself with what it’s really like to be with two men. After checking out all of the ones that she suggested, I settled on PornHub because it wasn’t nearly as hardcore as the others. I logged in via Jackie’s membership account and that’s how the awakening of Miss Delilah started.”

  “You spent the afternoon alone at your place watching porn?” Xander practically shouts this question. I bite off an amused smile.

  “It was all for the good of furthering my education,” Delilah scoffs indignantly.

  “Right. Keep telling yourself that,” I say. “And that blush creeping along your cheeks isn’t a betrayal of what this afternoon was really about,” I tease. Unless you’re made of steel or stone, there’s no way you can remain impartial to porn. I’ve introduced it to all women I’ve been involved with in the past and they’ve all enjoyed it thoroughly. I don’t see why it would be any different with Delilah.

  “Did you come?”

  “Xander, you’re not allowing me any time to recount my story,” she scolds. “You just want to know if I had a happy finale or not.” She’s so adorable when she feigns being upset.

  “I’m sorry.” Xander rubs his hands over his face. No doubt, he’s doing his best to curtail his horniness. “The idea of you talking about us to another woman is hedonistic, but then when you add the fact that you were introduced to porn on the same day you agree to take both of us at the same time… it’s just too much to handle.”

  She laughs. “Can I continue now?”

  “Please do.” Xander flashes her a coy smile.

  “I never imagined that watching naked strangers having sex could be such a major turn-on. After half a dozen videos, I was wired up.” Wow, that’s impressive for a first run. “I stripped out of my robe, poured a generous amount of lube in my hand and coated the toy. With one of the videos still playing, I flipped on all fours on my bed and inserted the butt plug. It took me a few failed attempts—because it’s so freaking big—but I wouldn’t give up. I did manage to take all three balls in the end. The sensation of fullness was surreal. I nearly came on the spot. Incapable of holding back, I had a hand against my clit. I worked myself into a frenzy by rubbing my clit frantically until I climaxed all over my hand.” I would’ve given up a vital organ to be a fly on the wall. “It was so powerful, I was panting hard for a solid ten minutes. I just couldn’t catch my breath. Jackie was right—it would’ve been a shame to waste such an opportunity.”

  “You played with yourself for the first time today as well?” I guess Xander just clued in.

  “God, do you remember every detail about me?”

  “Always, when it comes to you, sweetheart.”

  She beams at his comment. “Yup. I popped a couple cherries today.”

  “And one more to come.” Xander grins.

  “Yeah, perhaps the biggest one.” I wink.

  We all laugh.

  “So you’re ready for us?” I ask. She’s lighthearted about the butt plug, but a thick twelve-inch cock won’t feel the same.

  “I am,” she answers with certainty.

  “Good. Now, I want you to sta
nd up, strip, bend over, spread your cheeks with both hands and show us what that pretty little toy looks like nestled between your butt cheeks.” That was a mouthful, but every word had its purpose.

  “What? Just like that? Right here?” Her big, beautiful blue eyes widen so much they take over her face.

  “Yes,” is all I say.

  “Aren’t we going to go up to your bedroom?”

  “Later we will. For now, I’m dying for a peep show. Xander?”

  “I’m with you, mate,” Xander says.

  “It’s time for you to stop teasing us with your dirty tales of self-satisfaction. We’ve been very patient all night. I’m done waiting. I’m sure it’s the same for him.” I point to my best friend.

  “What he said,” Xander says.

  She was so confident a minute ago, but now that it’s real, she hesitates.

  “Don’t make me wait any longer,” I warn.

  “Can I ask a question for us before we get started?” I guess she’s buying herself some time.

  “Absolutely,” I encourage. “You’re in control—”

  “Since when do I have that kind of power with the two of you?” she asks boldly. “Newsflash, my two boyfriends are the most domineering alpha males I’ve ever been with.” I laugh at her cheekiness.

  “This is very different. It has to be pleasurable for you all the way.”

  “Xander’s right. If anything doesn’t feel right or if anything hurts, you tell us and it stops immediately. No questions asked. We can try again another time. Okay?”

  “Okay.” She smiles timidly.

  “You had a question for us?” Xander reminds her.

  “Which one of you will… you know… take me?”

  “We both will, love.” I know exactly what she means, but it’s too hard to resist teasing her. She looks so vulnerable right now.

  “Ethan.” She tilts her head to the side and frowns her disapproval.

  “Okay, okay. I won’t drag this out any further that I have to. Xander will have the pleasure of claiming you there. I want you in my arms, watching your every expression as you come. Once it’s no longer as unsettling and maybe a little less scary for you, I’ll take you. We have all weekend together. We’ll just keep swapping positions until you can’t remember which side of the Atlantic you’re on.”

  “I guess I should consider myself warned?”

  “I guess so.” Xander grins from ear to ear.

  A tinge of worry flashes in her eyes. “Nervous?” I ask.

  “As much as I want it, I’m not about to lie. I am a little bit,” she confesses. “I mean, it took me some getting used to when you guys took my pussy… Since you’re both so big…”

  “I’ll take it very slow,” Xander says to alleviate her concerns.

  “And I’ll be there embracing you and cherishing you to make it easier,” I add.

  “Okay, it’s not so scary then.”

  “We’re good, then?” I press.

  “Yes, we are.”

  “Do you have any other questions for us?”

  “No. I don’t.”

  “In that case you owe us a striptease,” I say. Her jaw drops. “You thought I had forgotten?” She nods. “Not a chance.”

  “I’m dying to see that sexy lingerie on your luscious body,” Xander encourages.

  “Well, if you put it that way…” She grins. She removes the pearl hairpins holding her mane up in a bun and tosses them on the ottoman in front of her. Her mass of cascading hair falls around her beautiful face. She then gets up and takes a few steps forward before turning around to face us.

  She undoes the buckle of her silver belt, pulls it out of the loops and drops it to the floor. When it hits the wood in a click, all three of us lower our eyes to it. She’s now ready to remove her top. To my surprise she lifts her right arm up and pulls down a zipper. She crosses her arms in front of her, lifting her top off and revealing the vintage bra. She flings the black top to the side and stands there with her hands on her waist. It’s not the first time I’ve see her in lingerie, but this on her leaves me speechless. At least Xander still has the ability to speak.

  “My God, sweetheart… that looks amazing on you and it accentuates your curves beautifully. I might have to demand that you flaunt around in it over the weekend wearing nothing else but the panties. Speaking of which, are you going to show us your selection?”

  Without answering, she circles her arms behind her and unzips her printed skirt. She pushes it down past her hips and all the way down her legs. With each inch the skirt travels, she shifts her eyes from mine to my best friend’s. By the time the skirt pools at her feet, my cock twitches so much inside my trousers, it’s ready to jump out. She toes the skirt to the side and looks straight at us with that same look, veiled with lust and effrontery, she had earlier.

  “I selected the garter belt because it makes me feel sexy,” she reveals.

  “It looks magnificent on you. Turn around,” I command, waving my finger in a circle. She does a little twirl and now stands with her luscious round butt facing us. The cut-out that runs along her crack makes my mouth water. “I knew this would look illegally hot on you, but this is far better than I could have ever dreamed of.”

  “I’m glad you like it on me.” She laughs, turning her head just enough for our eyes to meet. “I’m kind of surprised you were able to guess my size so accurately.”

  “It’s no surprise considering the number of times we’ve had your tits and your ass in our hands,” Xander teases.

  “Joker. Xander is pulling your leg. We both took note of your underwear size the last time you were here. That said, he’s not entirely wrong… with the number of times we’ve groped at you, we could have guessed with our eyes closed.” I laugh.

  “Thank you. You make me feel so treasured,” she says.

  “Considering how we feel about you, anything less would be unacceptable,” Xander clarifies things.

  “As outrageous as these are on you, you know what we want to see.” I punctuate my sentence by lifting my eyebrows. I don’t have to ask a third time. Without turning around to face us, Delilah unsnaps the hooks holding up her sheer stockings. She removes each one of them in a slow and sensual motion, fully aware our eyes are fixed on her. She tosses them and they land on top of her skirt. She slides her panties down leaving a trail of her slickness running down the middle of her thighs. So far Xander and I have been on our best behavior. If she’s this turned on now, I can only imagine how she’ll be when we get down and dirty. The garter belt is the last piece to go. In no time it hits the floor. Now she stands in front of us in all of her naked and gorgeous magnificence.

  I ready myself to repeat my command, but she precedes me by adding her own touch to my request. She sashays across the room and bends over one of the oversize chairs. The way she parts her legs wide and lifts her ass up in the air gives us a heart-stopping show. Not only is her luscious ass fanned out shamelessly, but the way her tits hang with her erected nipples grazing at the fabric of the chair makes me want to close the gap between us and take her right there with my clothes still on. I really should be focusing on the butt plug, but even at a distance, I can’t help but notice how wet she is.

  “What do you think?” she asks. Instead of turning around to face us, she simply wiggles her ass at us. Temptress.

  Xander turns his head and looks at me. He’s completely bewildered. It’s no wonder. In that position, Delilah is every man’s dream. This is one of the rare instances in life where words fail him.

  “Xander, I think you should get rid of your clothes and take care of our girlfriend’s dripping pussy,” I say. He doesn’t answer. He just stares at me. “Xander,” I press. Still nothing. I let out a long sigh. It’s not impatience. It’s the realization of how much we’ve longed for this moment. “Go and tongue-fuck her or I will.”

  “What?” You’d think he was lost in a hedonistic haze. He’s that out of it. At least I finally got a reaction from him.
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  “Our girlfriend. Her pussy. Your mouth. Now,” I repeat.

  He blinks a few times and rewards me with a wide smile. “With pleasure.” He jumps to his feet, excited. He kicks off his shoes and practically rips the clothes off his back, he’s in such a rush. With three very long steps he’s standing right behind her. “But this first…”

  I stretch my head to the side wondering what he has in mind. Xander hooks his finger at the base of the butt plug and pulls it out slowly. When the first ball pops out, Delilah shouts, jerking forward. “Jesus.” Xander doesn’t give her time to think. He pulls out the butt plug a little further, releasing the second ball. She gasps. “Oooo.” When Xander pulls out the third and last ball, Delilah gyrates her ass, letting out a long string of curses. Xander discards the toy with a flick of the wrist. It lands right at my feet. He shoots me a cocky grin before moving his attention away from me. He then drops to his knees, sits down and flips on his back and slides between her legs against the wooden floor. His head is touching the base of the chair and perfectly positioned right underneath her pussy.

  “Come lower,” Xander commands. “I want my tongue to slow-dance with your clit.” Good one.

  With trembling legs, Delilah does as she’s told. Jesus Christ, how sinful. The sight of Xander’s open mouth waiting patiently for her slickness to drip in his mouth only adds fuel to an already combustive fire. I place my hand on my cock and squeeze hard, grunting loudly. Xander doesn’t waste time. The second she’s sitting on his face, he’s already working his tongue lapping at her juices. He’s loud and raunchy, just like I like it. The more she grinds her hips, the more Xander is at it with such a vengeance you’d think he’s trying to suffocate with her sweetness. They’re both grunting and moaning. I’m so consumed and so fucking turned on that the only thing I can do is breathe heavy while cupping my extraordinarily hard cock.