Philippa
I was pleased that Millington decided to employ Carlton because he was right when he said that I had the hots for him. I admit I’m also excited that he may have the hots for me too.
In fact, I was so excited that, as soon as I got home from work, I ran a hot bath and played with myself thinking of Carlton fucking me hard in the office lift. Of course, I came quickly and continued to do so, time after time, until I felt mildly, sexually sated.
Probably I will never get to fuck him because Millington will be watching me like a hawk. He can be the jealous type on occasions. Still, the thought of Carlton walking around the office is certainly going to bring a fission of excitement.
After my bath, I dried and got ready for my regular Monday evening out with my friend Faye. We always go down the same route, The Crofters, Sergeant Peppers and end up in the large new pub in the town centre. I always forget its name because by the time we get there I’m pissed.
I put on faded jeans and a white vest top that showed off my spray tan. I teamed it with a chunky silver necklace, a matching bracelet, and a large dress ring that Millington bought me for Christmas. Spraying perfume, I wonder if Faye is feeling as horny as I am.
She’s my best friend and we share everything. No subject is off limits and I’m really looking forward to telling her about Carlton. I must stop myself from imagining myself and Faye in bed with him, or I’ll never leave the house, will I?
Faye
I suppose you could say I’m a little in love with Philippa. I think a lot of girls are in love with their best friend, don’t you? I guess those feelings were stoked to the surface the night we had a little too much to drink and ended up in bed together.
Philippa had invited Paul around. He was her latest fuck buddy and I didn’t like him on sight. I thought he was a bit of a creep and not Philippa’s usual type. She likes the more mature guy and he must be over six feet tall.
Paul was about twenty-two, under six feet and, although good looking, he lacked charm and charisma. As the three of us became more and more pissed, Philippa did the usual, asking Paul to kiss me. She does this with every guy she’s seeing. It really turns her on, although I haven’t been privy to kissing Millington Chase yet. She’s keeping him all to herself.
Kissing Paul wasn’t that horrific. To be fair to him, it wasn’t bad at all. I’d say a seven out of ten. When we’d finished kissing he turned to Philippa and shot her this huge grin that suddenly made him quite attractive somehow. Then again, I was through a bottle of Jack Daniels.
‘You two kiss now,’ Paul raised his eyebrows at Philippa.
Philippa lifted her eyebrows back at him, as if he had just thrown down a massive gauntlet on the living room floor. She leaned across the settee and kissed me on the lips. They tasted sweet and soft and, although I had kissed women before, somehow this felt more daring. She was my best friend after all.
I figured that Paul was enjoying watching us from the chair opposite as I glimpsed his hand moving to his crotch. I gasped when Philippa’s tongue entered my mouth and encircled mine. She slipped a hand under my top and fondled my breasts. Suddenly, she stopped and turned to Paul.
‘I think it’s time for you to leave, Paul,’ Philippa said, her voice full of authority.
I watched Paul’s face drop in disappointment. ‘I thought you were inviting me to stay?’
Philippa shook her head, ‘You know what thought did. It’s time for you to go because I want to continue with Faye upstairs. We have some self-discovery to do.’
I was shocked. Philippa had never hinted that she fancied girls. Of course, I guessed alcohol had a lot to do with it so I felt compelled to go along with her plan. The whole situation was thrilling and horny.
After Philippa had thrown Paul out of her apartment in a rather abrupt manner, she led me upstairs to her bedroom. It smelt of fresh paint and paste because she had just decorated it. She shut the door behind her and stumbled slightly as she flicked on her bedside lamp. A soft, slightly pink hue covered the room as she started to undress.
‘You undress, too,’ she said. ‘I want to watch you.’
I slipped down my jeans, stepping out of them and praying I would keep my balance. The drink I’d consumed was pumping through my veins and pulsating in my head. I took off my t-shirt as I watched Philippa undo her bra and release her plump firm tits.
Her nipples piqued in the cool air and, as I took off my knickers, I felt my pussy getting wet and excited. I too unclipped my bra. I was imagining Philippa’s fingers caressing me and I was glad that I’d shaved my pussy the previous night. It was as clean and smooth as a plum.
I watched Philippa peel off her white knickers. They seemed almost fluorescent against her tanned and toned body.
‘Get on the bed,’ she whispered, her eyes full of hunger, a horny look I’d seen so many times over the years when she told me about her latest sexual conquest. I lay on the bed, suddenly self-conscious about my naked form.
I’d never been in bed with a woman and, as Philippa lay on me, I wondered how many times she’d done this. There has always been an insecure side to my nature that I hated but, when Philippa kissed me, my inhibitions melted like marshmallows in a cup of hot chocolate. My insides burned as she kissed me, her tongue finding mine, playing delicately at first and becoming more urgent while her fingers explored my pussy, rubbing my clit and making me wet before slipping inside.
My gasps filled the bedroom as she worked her magic with an expertise that suggested she’d done this many times. Her lips moved down my neck and I shivered as she licked a trail down my throat and chest to my breasts. Her tongue encircled my nipples and her fingers probed faster and deeper inside me with every suck of my buds.
Suddenly I was overcome by a strong desire to pee as Philippa continued down my stomach to my pussy. Kneeling, her spine erects, Philippa’s face suddenly developed an earnest look: she was a girl on a mission as her fingers fucked me faster and faster. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it any more, I felt waves building inside me and hot juices flowed from me, spouting like a fountain, flying into the air before sprinkling all over my stomach.
‘Oh my God, that is gorgeous,’ Philippa groaned before leaning down and covering my pussy with her mouth. Her tongue probed deep before she expertly licked the juices from my outer lips and stomach.
Philippa lay on me. ‘Lick your come off my face,’ she whispered, grinding her pussy against mine. As I did as she requested, she pressed harder and harder against me, her pussy stimulating my clit, and I built toward another climax.
She gripped my hair, her movements gained momentum, and her moans got louder and louder as she also headed for an orgasm. ‘I’m going to come,’ she shouted, pulling on my hair. ‘Let’s come together.’
I came with great intensity, feeling as if my whole body had been possessed by some supernatural being, an enthusiastic, sexy supernatural being at that. That night we lay in each other’s arms and slept. For me, it had felt like the most natural thing in the world.
When I awoke the next morning, Philippa had gone. I didn’t hear from her for a few days and all my texts were ignored. Then she rang to say her phone had been broken and should we do lunch?
She’s never mentioned what happened between us. It has almost seemed like it didn’t happen at all. Of course, I’ve followed her lead by not broaching the subject but it doesn’t stop me secretly coveting her. However, she’s so hung up on the old guy Millington. I mean of course that’s up to her — but unrequited love is a bitch.
Philippa
Millington was in the office when I arrived. He immediately picked up on the fact that I was hungover and gave me one of his disapproving glances before turning back to his computer screen.
Sitting at my desk, I pulled out a packet of paracetamol from the top drawer and poured a cup of iced water from the cooler. The cold liquid soothed my parched throat and I drank another three cups to assuage my raging thirst.
I’d had a great time last night with Faye. I told her about Carlton and she told me that threesomes were her thing, and winked. Of course, that piqued my interest because it was one of those knowing winks. The type that says, ‘I’ve got a secret and I’m not sure if I should tell’. Yes, one of those.
‘Why are you winking at me like that?’ I’d asked. Curiosity had got the better of me. It always does.
Faye shrugged her shoulders, ‘I’m just agreeing with you that a threesome with this Carlton guy sounds good. I’m into the whole interracial thing. You can get some fabulous porn these days.’
‘No, you winked at me as if to say that you had a secret or something.’
Faye grinned. ‘Moi? Keeping a secret from you?’
‘Come on, don’t play games.’
‘Okay, okay, don’t get your G-string in the proverbial twist.’
‘Come on, don’t keep me in suspense.’
I must add here that Faye is really beautiful. She’s the kind of girl that women hate. She’s petite but has the most amazing figure. Gorgeous breasts, a nipped in waist, and fabulous legs. She’s been likened to Cheryl Cole quite a few times.
I’d probably hate her, too, if I didn’t know her as well as I do. She has a fantastic sense of humour. She’s loyal, kind, and always there for me no matter what. I know she doesn’t approve of Millington and, to be honest, that’s the only area of our friendship that has caused a little friction. She thinks I can do better and that Millington is way too old for me so I guess that’s why she’s liking the idea of my sleeping with Carlton.
Damn, I like the idea of Carlton. It gives me a thrill to think that I could probably flirt with him and make Millington jealous. It’s always good to keep men on their toes and, as he seems reticent about us taking the next step in our relationship, I reckon that other men should be out there for my taking.
‘I had a threesome a few weeks ago,’ Faye finally admitted. ‘Myself, my work friend Jamie Leigh and this guy called Gino. We picked him up in The Pineapple.’
I felt my insides constrict at the mention of Jamie Leigh. There is no love lost between us — I hate her and she hates me. I’ve been in her company only a few times, mainly when it’s been Faye’s birthday, and she constantly vies for Faye’s attention. Plus, she has also made some pretty bitchy comments towards me. She’s average looking I suppose, then again, any woman looks average compared to Faye, including me.
‘I wouldn’t have thought that would have been Jamie Leigh’s thing,’ I said, pouring more wine into my glass.
‘Oh, she’s naughtier than you think. Don’t be fooled by her look of innocence.’
‘I don’t think she looks innocent.’ Even I could hear the icy snap in my voice.
Faye raised her eyebrows, ‘Okay, there’s no need to bite my head off.’
‘Well, it was the way you said it… anyway, forget that.
What was this Gino like?’
I watched as Faye’s eyes clouded with desire. ‘He was gorgeous but not in the traditional sense. He was rough and rugged with amazing tattoos. He was tall, about six foot four and he had the most fantastic shoulders. It was his shoulders that caught my attention actually.’
Faye has a thing about shoulders. She also always has a thing for gym freaks and if they are tanned and have a bald head, she’s definitely in there.
‘Don’t tell me, he had a bald head and quite clearly worked out within an inch of his life?’
Faye took a sip of her drink and smiled. ‘You know me too well, Pip Squeak. Yes, you’re absolutely spot on. Horny wasn’t the word. He looked like he could completely ruin you. The type that could toss you around the bedroom like a rag doll.’
I admit that bit made me feel a tad horny. As much as I desire Millington — okay, a part of me is in love with him — he isn’t the rough and ready fucking type. Of course, he likes his quickies in the office and when he comes to my place we fuck for hours. But it’s never that raw, violent, animalistic sex that every girl craves occasionally.
‘So, go on,’ I urged. ‘Tell me all about it.’
‘We all got talking at the bar. Of course, Gino couldn’t resist my charms. I was wearing my skimpy orange dress. The one that shows off my tan perfectly.’
‘Your tits look great in it, too,’ I said. In fact, we refer to Faye’s orange dress as her ‘fuck dress’ because she was guaranteed to get one whenever she wore it.
‘Well, it certainly did the trick for Gino. I knew when he looked at me that he was up for it. I could also see that Jamie Leigh fancied him. In fact, probably every woman in the club fancied him. He bought us drinks and we all sat in a booth at the side of the dancefloor.’
Faye sipped her wine.
‘The drinks flowed and we were all having a laugh. Later in the night when Jamie Leigh and I went to the ladies’ toilet, I asked her if she’d be up for a threesome. You should have seen her face.’
I wrinkled my nose. ‘I’d rather not.’
Faye reached across the table and slapped my hand. ‘Don’t be like that; she’s okay really.’
‘Just get on with the story,’ I said, desperate to hear what happened with Gino. ‘I’m not particularly interested in Jamie Leigh, to be honest.’
‘When we returned to the table I asked Gino if he fancied coming back to mine. He was well up for it. So, we left the club and hailed a cab. In the back, we sat either side of Gino.’
Okay, even though I am not Jamie Leigh’s biggest fan, it turned me on to imagine this hunky guy sandwiched between two women. I was turned on so much that I decided I must take part in some form of threesome soon. I’m quite competitive and, now I knew that Faye had done it, I was keen to do the same.
‘I moved in for a kiss,’ Faye said, breaking into my thoughts. ‘As I kissed him, I stroked his thigh up to his crotch area. I could feel his cock hard in his jeans. With my other hand, I guided one of Jamie Leigh’s onto it. Of course, he loved it and when I stopped kissing him, he turned to Jamie Leigh and kissed her. Watching them kiss was a great turn on and I was dying to get his cock out. But, by this point, we were nearly back at my apartment. Anyway, I liked the element of holding back and decided that Jamie Leigh and I should tease Gino to within an inch of his life.’
I thought Faye would be very good at teasing. She does have a mischievous side which is completely enthralling and I started getting wet, thinking about her antics.
‘In my apartment, I told Gino to make himself comfortable on the sofa while I made some drinks. When I came back, Jamie Leigh was sitting astride his broad thighs and they were kissing. Gino had his hand on the back of her head, gripping her hair. I put the drinks down on a table and decided to join in. I figured I might as well start as I meant to go on.’
Again I felt this small pang of jealousy that Faye had all this fun without me. I should have been the one sharing it all, not bloody Jamie Leigh.
‘I undressed Jamie Leigh first. As she was kissing him, I unzipped her dress and pulled it up around her thighs. She stopped kissing so that I could take it off completely. She was wearing stockings and suspenders, and a black lacy bra and brief set. Damn she looked so hot.’
I watched as Faye’s eyes misted over at the memory. She paused briefly before continuing.
‘Obviously, Gino was impressed with what he saw. I sat at the side of them and I kissed her before undoing her bra, allowing her breasts to fall free. As I played with her nipples, I kissed him. Gino’s tongue felt warm in my mouth and he gripped the back of my head, like he’d done to Jamie Leigh. I couldn’t wait to fuck him but I was also enjoying Jamie Leigh’s tits. Then my fingers trailed down to the top of her briefs like they had a mind of their own.
‘I slid a hand inside. Her pussy was shaven except for a tiny strip of pubic hair. I love that, as you know,’ Faye said, looking intently at me and somehow making me feel inadequate because I prefer to be totally shaved.
‘Jamie groaned as I put my finger inside her pussy. Gino stopped kissing me to look at what was going on. ‘Fuck me, this is horny,’ he said. I laughed, and said, ‘Funny you should say that because that’s just it… we’re both going to fuck you.’
I was desperate for Faye to tell me about the real action but I must admit her slow build up created tension and made me wet.
‘I stood up and undressed in front of them,’ Faye continued. ‘I walked over to the coffee table and picked up the three bottles of beer I’d opened and glanced over at them. I said we should take this into the bedroom and Gino’s face lit up like Blackpool illuminations. He really looked like a little boy at Christmas who’d received every single present he’d put on Santa’s list.’
‘What underwear were you wearing?’ I asked. I wanted to picture it clearly and the thought of a scantily-clad Faye was turning me on beyond belief. Plus, I was a little drunk. When I’m on the cusp of drunkenness, it doesn’t take much to make me feel horny.
‘My leopard skin bra and G-string. Do you approve?’
‘Of course I do. I bet you looked hot.’
‘I suppose.’ She shrugged and took another sip of her drink. ‘Gino approved, that’s all I can say. In the bedroom, I lit a few candles and switched out the light. Sitting on the bed, I told Gino to strip for us. I patted for Jamie Leigh to sit beside me and we both watched as he peeled off his t-shirt.’
Faye licked her lips. ‘His torso was amazing. He had a massive tattoo of a panther running down one of his sides. Fuck, he was so hot. He undid the button his jeans and slowly pulled down his zip. He was quite clearly enjoying teasing us. So, I thought, “If you’re into teasing, mate, I’ll do the same.” So, I continued where I’d left off with Jamie Leigh. I kissed her and pushed her down on the bed and took off her knickers. She was completely naked and
got right into it. That surprised me really because I hadn’t known that she had a bi streak. It was quite a surprise.’
‘You can be quite persuasive in that department, can’t you?’ I laughed because she is that charming and horny. I wouldn’t say I’m bi per se but I’ve been caught in Faye’s web and I must admit it was fantastic. She can work magic with her fingers. She’s better at foreplay than any man I’ve met; she knows exactly what to do.
‘Jamie came really quickly,’ Faye continued. ‘The fact that I’d made her come turned me on. Quite clearly the girl-on-girl thing really did it for Gino. When I turned to look at him to see his reaction, he was standing there completely naked stroking his cock.’
‘What was it like?’ I asked.
‘Beautiful: all cut and hard, and the girth was amazing. I told him to get on the bed with us. Of course, he couldn’t wait and he hungrily played with our pussies. He knew exactly what to do. I still wore my knickers and I couldn’t wait for him to make them soaking wet. I like that,’ Faye said, draining the last of the wine. ‘I like being able to smell the sex long after my conquest has gone. But I’ve told you that before.’
Faye looked at me and I nodded. When she’d first told me about that fetish, I hadn’t known what to make of it. It seemed perverse but, at the same time, oh so horny.
‘Back to the story,’ Faye said. ‘I couldn’t wait for him to fuck us both so I got on all fours and told Jamie Leigh to do the same. I asked Gino to fuck us in turn which of course he did. I was impressed that he chose me first and he made me gasp when he entered me. Then I continued kissing Jamie and she hungrily kissed me back. It was obvious that she was dying to have Gino’s cock inside her and, of course, he eventually obliged.’
‘I bet he did,’ I sighed. ‘I wish I’d been there.’
‘We could do it with this Carlton guy if you want,’ Faye suggested. ‘Work your magic on him. I wouldn’t mind watching you getting fucked. I bet you’re good. Plus, you could do with some young blood instead of messing about with that fuddy duddy Millington.’
‘We’ll see,’ I said. ‘I’m not as forward as you, plus Carlton might not be up for it. We can’t make assumptions.’
‘Bullshit,’ Faye snorted. ‘Of course, he’ll be up for it.’
I waved my hand. ‘Forget him for now, carry on with your story.’
Faye grinned. ‘The whole thing was amazing. I was excited by how much Jamie Leigh loved it and by how hard Gino tried not to come. It was obvious he wanted to come but I kept telling him that he couldn’t come, the more desperate he became, and the more difficult it clearly was for him to hold back, the hornier I became. Eventually, I felt a bit mean. As he fucked me, I took him to the cusp before sliding off his cock. Turning around, I put his cock in my mouth and sucked him until he came hard, filling my mouth with his hot cum.
‘Keeping it in my mouth, I kissed Jamie Leigh and shared some with her. I didn’t want to be selfish and greedy; that’s not my style.’
‘Jesus, that sounds so horny.’
Faye beamed. ‘It was awesome. Gino ended up staying the night, sleeping between myself and Jamie and that’, in a nutshell, is pretty much my experience of a threesome.’
‘Like I said before, I wish I’d been there,’ I said, noticing an air of truculence slipping into my tone.
Faye motioned to the waiter and ordered another bottle of wine. ‘And I’ve said you need to get into this Carlton guy and get it arranged.’
I giggled. ‘He hasn’t even started working for us and you’re asking me to arrange that?’
‘That, my friend, is your challenge.’ Faye raised her eyebrows and bit a piece of loose skin from the side of a finger. ‘You know you can do it. For you, nothing is impossible.’
Now, sitting at my desk, I look through my diary and pray that the painkillers will kick in soon and stop the hammering in my head. Faye and I had consumed three bottles of wine and considerable shots of tequila in the bar.
At nine o’clock on the dot, Carlton arrives and, watching him exchange a handshake with Millington, I wonder if I can possibly execute Faye’s challenge. Maybe I won’t be able to manage it but, now that the dare has been made, I know I’d have a lot of fun trying.
Authors note: Thank you to JWren for his editing
