Len was surprised when Jazz arrived with a friend the next day.
“Len, this is Ella,” she did the introductions. “Ella is my best friend. We’ve known each other for years.”
Len smiled at the girl who was about the same age as Jazz. She looked uncomfortable, so he tried to put her at ease immediately with a joke.
“Hi Ella, nice to meet you, I’ve seen you at the salon.” he patted his hair. “Do you think she does a nice job?”
Jazz rolled her eyes. “We didn’t come to see you for a critique on my hairdressing capabilities.”
Len grinned, baiting her. “Sorry, why else would you have come?”
She put the bag she was carrying down, and unzipped it, pulling out two bottles of wine.
“Leg opener for Ella,” she giggled. “Oh and for me too. Ella knows about yesterday, so you don’t have to be careful what you say. I have already told her what a great fuck you are.”
Len couldn’t help but laugh, Jazz was so straightforward.
“What’s funny,” Jazz had a half grin on her face.
“Nothing,” Len gurgled. “You are just very out there.”
“Well this will take the smile off your face,” she turned to Ella and pulled her boob tube down. Len found himself looking at the most perfect pair of breasts he had ever seen.
“Close your mouth,” Jazz laughed. “The flies will get in.”
Len nodded, speechless. He had another Venus in his house. Ella was about five eight tall, slim, long straight blonde hair, and green eyes. Not green like Jocelyn’s, but pale and gorgeous. Jazz was slightly shorter, the same slim build, dark wavy hair, brown eyes and knock out breasts, that he thought perfect up until now, but regardless, fantastic.
“Wow,” he stuttered. “You sort of caught me off guard.”
Both of the girls laughed, and Ella spoke for the first time. “We noticed.”
The day before, Jazz had noticed Len had a spa. “Is the spa working, can we jump in?”
Len nodded, watching Ella undress. It looked like she was suddenly very comfortable.
“I warmed it a little. I know it’s a pretty warm day, but the water had a chill to it.”
Jazz saw some glasses in a cabinet. “Can we use these for the wine?”
He dragged his eyes off Ella and smiled. “Sure, they’re fine.”
He opened the wine, and Jazz put her lips to his ear. “Isn’t she beautiful?”
“Oh yeah, absolutely,” he said. “Are you and her...?”
Jazz laughed. “Of course, silly. We’ve been fucking each other for years, since high school.”
“And are you going to have sex with her today, here?” he croaked at the thought.
“Do you want us too,” Jazz teased him.
Lens throat was dry. Too dry to speak. He nodded.
“Then we will,” she smiled, knowing exactly what this was doing to him. She touched the front of his shorts.
“Why Len, you’re hard.”
While she was talking to him, she had stripped off, giving him more eye candy. “You pour the wine and I’ll take your clothes off.”
He uncorked the bottles, and put them in an ice bucket, as she pulled his shorts to his ankles. He walked out to the spa, noticing Ella had her eyes glued to his erect cock. That was okay, he had his eyes glued to her tits.
He set the tray on the service table that was fastened to the spa, and climbed over the rim. It was too much for Ella, and she grabbed his cock and took him in her mouth.
“Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmm,” she moaned, sucking and stroking him.
“Steady girl, slow down,” Jazz laughed. “We don’t want to blow him this early, we just got here.”
She looked at Len. “Sorry, she’s a bit of a nympho.”
Len grinned. “I’m not sorry, I’m glad. Now I have two nympho’s to please.”
“Two?” Jazz faked a frown. “I’m just oversexed. I’ll have you know I can go three hours without sex.”
He grinned and nodded. “I rest my case.”
Ella leaned back putting her arms along the rim of the spa, making her breasts jut out. Len groaned inwardly, she was almost more than he could take. Jazz was unbelievable, but Ella, well…
“So Ella,” he smiled at her breasts. “What do you do, when you aren’t having sex?”
Ella giggled. “I model for Sunrise Swimwear and Lovely Lingerie.”
“Of course,” he said nodding. “With a body like that, what else would you do?”
They chatted, and drank more wine. Len made them drink water as well when they were in the spa. It made little difference, they all finished up pissed.
“I’m getting pruny,” Jazz held up her wrinkled hand, inspecting it. “I think I’ll sun lounge it for a bit.”
“Yeah we shouldn’t overdo the spa,” Len agreed. “It’s not good for you.”
Both the girls had their eyes glued to him as he stood up. They weren’t disappointed; his erection was full on, super hard.
“On second thoughts,” Jazz said, as a super surge hit her in the crotch. “Lets go inside for a bit.”
She fossicked around in her bag and pulled out a cigarette case.
“You smoke?” Len asked her.
She smiled. “Only these.”
She showed him six perfectly rolled joints. “I only do this on special occasions, or at parties. This is a special occasion.”
She lit the joint and took a few deep drags, and then passed it to Ella, who did the same. Len shook his head when she offered it to him.
“No thanks, been too long since I did that.”
Jazz frowned. “Oh come on Len, be in it, it’s fun. It makes sex so much better. I have mind blowing orgasms, and so does Ella.”
He shrugged. He was fucking young babes, turning back the years, so why not. He remembered how easy the girls were years ago, when they were stoned. Fond memories.
He took the joint from Ella, and took a few drags, coughing, making they girls laugh.
“I’m out of practice,” he said in between coughs, choking.
“Don’t worry, Jazz grinned. “We’re going to get you back into practice in everything.”
Jazz took Ella’s hand, and they sat down on the rug. He watched them kiss, softly at first, and then full on tonsil exchanges that went on and on. He found it fascinating and so erotic watching them kiss. His cock was rigid, so hard it ached, and they were only kissing and rubbing their bodies on each other, but the way they did it, and his imagination, made it a totally decadent act.
Jazz looked at him, smiling. “You okay?”
He nodded and croaked. “Fine.”
“Have you ever watched two girls fuck?” she asked him.
“A long time ago,” he said. “I’m beginning to remember how good it was.”
Jazz laid Ella back, and slipped her fingers into her wet slit. Ella was like her, never dry. In a few minutes, she would be oozing her milky juice, and she couldn’t wait to see Lens expression. She gently rubbed her clit, and Ella’s legs parted.
Len watched Jazz hold Ella’s pussy lips apart, and then slide her finger along her slit, and just the tip into her hole, teasing her, making her moan. She moved in between her legs, and licked her slit as she fingered her. She loved the taste of Ella’s cunt, and she always had lots of pussy juice to share. She pushed her tongue into her hole, moving it around.
“Oh fuck yes, fuck me Jazz,” Ella groaned. “I love you licking my cunt.”
Len moved to better vantage point, he didn’t want to miss anything. He watched Jazz work Ella’s cunt, he hadn’t quite got around to really check out her lower area, being captivated by her fantastic breasts. Now he realized, what a lovely big cunt she had. Beautiful big puffy lips, nice prominent wrinkly labia. He loved chicks that had their labia exposed. He had downloaded a lot of pics from the internet of chicks with it all hanging out. So sexy.
Jazz knew the time was right. Her hand was coated with Ella’s juices. She rolled her over onto her hands and knees, and pulled her flaps apart. She looked at Len, who now had a perfect view of Ella’s cunt. The look on his face, told her all she needed to know.
Len groaned and huffed out, as he saw Ella’s milky juices oozing from her cunt. He had never seen anything like that before. He had seen plenty of wet chicks in his time, but not like this. He watched as Jazz finger fucked her hard. Ella groaned and thrust, arching her back, giving him an even better view.
“Fuck me, Jazz honey, oh yes fuck me, make me come.”
Jazz sucked some off her fingers, then scooped up some more, and put them in Lens mouth.
“Enjoy, my stud, enjoy.”
“It’s gonna happen,” he groaned, grabbing his cock. “It’s gonna happen, I can’t stop it.”
Jazz quickly took him in her mouth, pumping his cock. Fuck he was so hard. Bless those pills. She had slipped an erection pill into his wine. The girl she got them from, guaranteed he would have an erection for eight to ten hours.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, filling her mouth with his thick cum. “Oh fuck. I want to fuck you, fuck you hard.”
“Soon, honey, soon,” she cooed.
She smiled, spat some cum into the palm of her hand, and rubbed it on Ella’s cunt, and then she pushed her hand in her face. Ella licked at it hungrily.
Jazz held Lens cock, sucking and licking the remaining cum from it, as he watched Ella fingering herself.
“She’s a natural, born to fuck. To please all men and women,” she said standing.
She returned from the dining room with a chair.
“Sit here my darling man,” she said to Len.
He didn’t know what she had in mind, but did as she asked. Then she pulled some cord from her bag, and tied his hands behind him to the back of the chair, and his legs to the chair legs.
“No whipping or torture,” he said grinning, happy to play her little game.
She smiled. “Mmmmmmmm, a little torture I think. Self administered.”
He didn’t understand that, but soon would.
Jazz bent down and fondled Ella’s dangling breasts. “Time to dance, honey.”
She had put a CD in Lens player. Now she pushed the play button, and put her arms around Ella’s neck. They danced and kissed, to the slow sexy music, every part of their bodies in contact, thigh’s, stomachs and their breasts crushed on each other’s.
Len’s cock that had wilted just a bit after he came, was rigid again, as he watched their erotic performance. The music changed to upbeat, and the girls shook and shimmied, and as Ella did some harem dance, Jazz, put her hands around her and rubbed her slit, making him groan.
Back on the floor, they gave Len the best lesbian show he would ever have. They kissed each other all over, then licked each other’s cunts, fingered each other, and sucked each others nipples. But they didn’t leave Len out. Every few minutes, they would go to him, grab his cock and lower themselves down, fucking themselves on his hard member. Ella had an orgasm riding his cock, causing him to come. He filled her hot wet cunt with his thick gooey white cum, and later Jazz stood with her cunt in his face, holding his head as he licked her out.
“Lick me, eat me, make me come.”
Her chest heaved, and her breathing was heavy as she untied the cords binding him to the chair.
“See what I mean about the torture. I know about guys and how badly they want to fuck some girl and can’t, the super tease. You did want to fuck us didn’t you?”
“Constantly,” he said, rubbing his wrists. “You know a lot about life for one so young.”
“Did you enjoy watching us fuck?” she asked him, already knowing the answer.
He grinned. “Of course. It’s erotic, dirty, decadent... and so fucking good.”
He put his arms around her and kissed her, grinding his erection against her.
“But I’m still so horny.”
“That’s good, we still have a long way to go. But for now, lets have a rest in the spa.”
Later in the evening, they had what he later referred to as relaxed sex. They lay on his bed, kissing, fondling and feeling. He slid his cock into Jazz first, fucking her slowly, and then Ella. He didn’t know if it was the weed, but it all seemed to be in slow motion, as they crawled over each other. His cock rubbed on them, their breasts glided over his face, he felt like he was in a dream.
Jazz woke him in the morning, after she had showered. “I have to go. I didn’t intend to spend the night. When Ella wakes up, can you please drop her down to the salon?”
He gave her a bleary look and nodded.
She bent and kissed him. “Thanks, yesterday was fantastic.”
It was around nine, when he resurfaced. He looked at the naked Ella, lying on her back. Wow, what a night he’d had with her and Jazz. He studied her breasts, beautiful, he wanted to touch them, but thought better of it. Then his eyes dropped to her pussy, her lips parted by her labia. Jesus, she was a walking sex bomb. How lucky was he?
Her eye’s flicked open. She smiled at him. “Do I get a good morning kiss?”
He smiled. “Of course. I just didn’t know how you were when waking up.”
She pulled him down until their lips met. “Horny.”
“Oh really,” he laughed.
“Don’t laugh, kiss,” she said.
With their bodies pressed together, he could not, not get a hard on.
Ella grinned when she felt it. “I know exactly what you can do with that.”
She dragged him between her legs, and guided him into her wet hole.
He fucked her, but it was a low-key relaxed fuck with a lot of soft erotic kisses. For half an hour, they played with each other, his cock deep inside her. They rolled around the bed, her on top, then him, and finally, he pulled one of her legs over his shoulder, and finished fucking her.
“Shower?” she said sitting up.
“Through that door,” he pointed.
“Coming?” she smiled.
He nodded. “In a minute. You want juice?”
He took the juice into the bathroom. She had a swig and gave it back to him. “Thanks.”
When he sat on the stool, it reminded him of yesterday. It was virtually the same scene, just a different girl. Water cascading down her mind-blowing body, off her nipples.
She laughed, looking at his erection. “I don’t think I’ve seen you not hard yet. That’s a big
Come here and wash my pussy.”
It was just before lunch when Len dropped Ella at the salon.
“We are going to do this again aren’t we?” she asked him.
“God I hope so,” he said smiling.
She pulled down her boob tube. “One last look, until next time.”
Len didn’t settle for a look, he ran his hand over them, almost drooling. “Thanks.”
As she opened the car door, Jazz came running out of the salon.
“About time you guys got here. What have you got planned for Monday?” She asked Len.
He shrugged. “Nothing, why?”
She winked. “I think I have something nice to offer you. I’ll let you know.”
He watched as they walked away. Two great tight arses, with magic lips peeking between their cheeks. They really should wear panties, he thought, but was glad they didn’t.
At the door, they both turned and blew him a kiss.
As he drove home, he thought how strange it was that an innocent gesture like giving Jazz his phone number relating to his hair, had turned into a full on orgy with not one, but two gorgeous young babes. He needed to rest up, sex with two young babes at his age was taxing. Then roll on Monday.
. I meant to put this at the start of Part 1, but forgot.
Jazz and Ella are real people. Jazz does cut my hair, and I do perve on her breasts.
Ella works part time at the salon, when not modeling, and Jocelyn does own the salon. I got the idea for this story, when Jazz was cutting my hair recently, and whilst checking out her breasts, thought how much I would like to fuck her. Actually it’s not the first time I have had that thought. I know she would have a lovely wet pussy, as in my story. I don’t know if this adds another dimension for my readers, but I hope so. I hope you enjoy part 2.
Thanks to all the people who read part 1, and for the comments and votes.
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