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Author: Alessia Gerini
Title: Fantasy Fulfilment
Part: Chapter 10 of 15
Summary: Back from a night out clubbing at Angelina's with Ingrid and Ashley
for a threesome.
Kewords: FFF, exhib, rom, toys
Copyright: © 2001 Alessia Gerini
Editor: Pee J with graitude
Comments: Alessia@37NOBULL.com (Delette NOBULL)
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No kids, prudes or religeous clerical types should read this but I ain't
your conscious or your ethical guardian: you are! If you want to read it do
so but be warned its sexy. No furry animals were harmed during tthe writing
of this.
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Faantasy Fulfilment Chapter 10
"Back at Angelina's
Even though I had stripped to the waist I hadn't been really smashed at the
club, but I wasn't exactly sober either, rather I was 'merry' as my folks
say. That fits how I felt, I guess. Anyway, the crowd had thinned right out
and Greg, if that's his name, hadn't followed us, although I can't think
why. Ingrid only had that one drink, so was cool to drive. Ashley had had a
few and was pretty 'merry' too, but held it together better than I was
doing.
We had no problems getting to the car and I let Ash get in the back of the
coupe. Ash did the right thing and hoisted her skirt up so that she showed
me the backs of her legs getting in: they were
attached to a lovely tight, round pair of butt cheeks. Then, as she sat
with no effort, I got a good look down her cleavage spotting her milky white
breasts hanging down into the tiny, lacy bra she was wearing. If I were any
judge of size, I'd say 36 C cups. I also couldn't help notice her panties
either and saw she was wearing a thong that had a peek-a-boo crotch. Shit,
I could see her shaved, clean pussy through it. This was some sweet woman
Ingrid knew; I wondered just how well they knew each other.
I really had had a long day of delightful sexy encounters, many orgasms,
discovered the pleasures of vibrators and nipple clamps, and had found I had
a masochistic streak. I also had extended my exhibitionist fetish on
several occasions, each getting more daring than the last one. Now all those
things and the booze were taking their toll on me. I watched Ingrid get into
her car next to me. God,she was just a little bubbly doll. Again she drove
with her skirt hitched up high, so as I could see her panties. I couldn't
help it, she made me horny. Just being with Ashley and Ingrid as they oozed
sex with their heavenly scents around me, soon had me aroused. I got wet
again and my nipples hardened up yet again. But was I sick of it? You've got
to be kidding, I was floating in a sea of luscious licentiousness. I was
sill horny, I had been since before I got to the coffee shop, at what was
now yesterday. Now I was with two really spunky women, my age, my type.
This was heavenly stuff.
And I was dressed in beautiful clothes, albeit, very sexy ones, but hey, I
loved it, every delicious moment. Now, where were we going?
"Ingrid, were are we going?" I inquired looking down her cleavage
as she concentrated on driving. She glanced over at me and caught me
looking at her boobs and she grinned at me.
"God, girl, are you still feeling horny?"
Ashley piped up, "Huh, what's that?"
"She wants to know if I'm still horny." I twisted, looking at her
in the semi-darkness of the car.
"Oh, I am, well are you?" she said laughing – shit, she's
got a great laugh, sort of from deep-down-in-her-tummy type laugh; it made
me feel warm towards her, but hell, I liked her anyway.
"Yeah, good feeling isn't it?"
"Yeah, especially with you and Ingrid."
"We can go to my place if you like, but I was going to drop you
home." Ingrid said, giggling.
"Like hell you were," Ashley laughed again, "you're going the
wrong way for that."
"Not for home I'm not."
We all giggled like teenagers. Well we were all nineteen so we were
teenagers - just!
* * *
I started thinking about Angelina again. My butt still stung a bit from her
spanking and I recalled those minutes with some thrill, but dread too. As
far as I was aware, I knew of no after-effects
of a hypnotic nature, but then I would not, would I? Surely, she would be
asleep now? Was I out of that pile o' shit I got myself into? I didn't
know, and it was in the back of my mind, playing on
it, spooking me between fright and arousal.
I asked Ingrid, "Ingrid, um . . . Angelina, will she wait up for
you?"
"You mean for you, don't you?" Ingrid looked at me smiling.
"Well, that too." I said sheepishly.
"I doubt it very much, Alessia honey. It's not that she doesn't worry
about me, or like you or anything, but she'll be working tomorrow and gets
up early, same as during the week."
"What does she do?"
"She trades on the stock market."
"Gee, that's risky," Ashley chipped in.
"Nah. She's very good at it and has made lots of the lovely green stuff
doing it too. She's teaching me and that's why I'm doing Economics and
Commerce at uni."
"So, what's she do on Sundays then?" I asked.
"Reads the papers from all over the place and watches all those
business-on-Sunday programmes. She's gotta keep up to date."
"Yeah, I can see how she would." Ashley said.
I reached over to Ingrid's neck and gently massaged it. It was nice to
touch her and I think she liked it, although she said nothing
"Okay, so for how long have you two known each other?"
"A year I guess. That'd be right, wouldn't it Ash?"
"Yeah, bit more maybe. We tried living together, but it didn't work
out. She's a neat freak and she reckons I'm a slob but we click in bed, like
'she' is so hot."
"So you're both single?"
"Yep!" said Ashley.
"True," said Ingrid
"But you're still buddies?"
"Oh yes, we certainly are"
I heard Ashley scuffling around in the back and looked around to see her
taking her stockings off.
Seeing me looking she said, "I don't like these much, they get itchy
after awhile."
"Oh, okay, yeah, they can be sometimes, like these stay-ups annoy some
girls, but for me they are fine for as long as about eight hours or more,
then I need a rest." I kept on, "Ashley,
where are you from, like, I mean your ancestors?"
"Um . . . well my grand-folks are from Finland but my mum and dad are
Aussie 'baby-boomers'. Why, what did you think?" came her laughing
reply.
"Oh, boy, how embarrassing, I thought maybe from East Asia
somewhere."
"Not even close, hey!"
"Yeah, I'm sorry I asked."
"it's okay, I often get it. It's probably because my great-grandmother
was a Laplander and many of then have a sortta Asian look."
"Well, she really added to your looks, babe," I said, glad to come
out of that relatively unscathed.
Before we knew it we were at the driveway. Ingrid was now pulling into the
garage. She parked and we all got out; Ingrid unlocked the door and we
headed to the lift. It was waiting there for us, doors open, so we piled in
and Ingrid pressed the button and slipped her arms around Ashley's and my
waists. I was excited by her touch, the first time she's been at all cuddly
with me, and my nipples responded. Both Ashley and Ingrid saw them and
giggled appreciatively. I undid the buttons on my jacket, letting
it hang loosely, giving my breasts but especially nipples some 'breathing
space', but hoping it would lead to some fun: it did.
I slipped my arms around Ashley and Ingrid. Ashley leaned over and slipped
her hand through the top of my jacket, running her palm smoothly over my
beasts, especially my swollen areolas and hard nipples while Ingrid watched.
I went weak at the knees. Only my first love, Amy had ever taken such
liberties with me before. It hurt, but I loved her touch and shut my eyes
softly moaning in pleasure.
I lightly griped Ingrid's leg, high on her thigh through the split in her
skirt, and it felt so very good. I felt her tense up at my touch. I opened
my eyes to see if she was aghast or delighted. She was about to kiss Ashley,
so I guessed, delighted. As I was rapidly going hot and flushed all over
with Ashley's hand kneading me, I watched them as they played softly with
lips to lips, mouths open. They were enjoying each other immensely, as
their kisses became deeper and more intense. Ashley's hand was still slowly
running over my breasts, stimulating me in the extreme. Ingrid's grip around
my waist tightened with their kisses. Watching them only increased my
tingling body's heat.
The fucking doors opened, and we unwillingly got out all flushed, displeased
at the interruption, but we broke off and got out. However, we started
kissing and fondling each other in the little foyer outside Angelina's front
door. Ingrid, forever vigilant, broke out of the sexy crush, leaving Ashley
and me still kissing and sucking each others tongues like long lost lovers.
Her hand adorably cupped a boob and a butt cheek of mine. At the same time I
had taken hold of her gorgeous, rounded butt cheeks, pulling her mons hard
against mine. Ashley squirmed herself against me and I squirmed back and we
loved the erotic, pleasure pressure on that area when applied in such
circumstances.
Ingrid unlocked Angelina's front door and asked as Ash and I took a breather
and went through the door, "Do we want coffee?"
I did, but was not going to spoil the mood and say yes first. My 'mistress'
pussy was telling me give her my full attention.
Ashley said, "No thanks babe, I'm full of the stuff."
"Me neither thanks, Ingrid honey" I said.
"Okay, so lets go an' have a drink?"
"Not for me," I said, "I've had enough for tonight, thanks
Inrid."
"She sure has, I can taste it, and anyway I've had too much
myself," said Ashley.
"Okay, then lets go sit then talk and I'll put on some music, but we'd
better go into my bedroom; don't wanna wake mum."
I wondered what all this pussyfooting around was all about. We all knew what
we wanted. Ingrid headed into her bedroom and Ashley and I followed. She
soon had some mood music on and had the bedside lamp turned on. Ashley had
seated herself on the bed, but I stood looking at the view of the northern
suburbs, remembering the earlier session by Angelina's window. My heart
speeded up and my brain waves caused my body to react with a huge flush of
excitement. I turned, and Ingrid had seated herself on the floor at Ashley's
feet. I joined her on the floor. Both of us were wearing wrap-over skirts,
but with very little wrap over, and our legs in their hose were nicely
displayed through the resultant splits in our skirts.
Ashley leaned over, putting a hand on each of our cheeks saying, "You
two look gorgeous like that, it's like I'm a goddess or something with you
two slaves at my feet."
I kissed her palm catching the tip of my tongue on the middle of it. She
giggled softly. Oh yes, that sexy laugh again. Ingrid had slid her hand up
Ashley's bare arm and was stroking it. For some reason I don't understand,
both Ingrid and I had sat next to each other, our hips actually touching,
but we also had taken to Ashley. I quickly wondered whether our
relationships with Angelina had anything to do with our seeming reluctance
to touch directly. I didn't know, but I knew I liked her a lot and wanted
her. Ashley's black outfit had a good cleavage that showed off her breasts
beautifully and its skirt was mid-thigh length, like short, but not overly
so. She had her knees together and her lightly
tanned legs bared except for her medium-height spike heels and they were on
the floor, just a few centimetres away. I was glad she wasn't wearing the
hose she had taken off, she had great looking skin; silky smooth.
I found her ankles and legs very sexy and I quietly removed her shoes. Her
feet were perfect too. Ash did not pull away or protest. I held her left
heel in my hand and ran my other hand up behind her smooth calf, feeling
her Achilles tendon and muscle. It felt smooth, strong and firm. I ran my
cheek against it, kissing it as I went up; the feeling was seductive and it
thrilled me immensely. Meanwhile Ingrid took Ashley's face in her hands and
they kissed. To start, a little open mouth, lip-to-lip kisses, then tongues
became active, seeking out each other's, just like in the lift.
I continued stroking her leg as I watched them kiss. I became aware of her
moving her leg to me, so I stroked higher, running my hand up her leg, over
her knee to her thigh and right up its outside. She had beautiful muscles
and her skin was satin soft. I lifted her leg and ran my hands up both
sides of it. She let a gap open up between her knees for me. I slid my
hands each side of her knee and continued up her thighs until I was under
her skirt and back out again. Ashley grinned down at me quickly and moaned
in her delight.
Soon Ash slid off the bed to land gently on the same plush carpet that
Angelina had in her bedroom. She was facing us with her skirt pulled up
quite high and had put her legs over ours. She and Ingrid kissed each
other's necks. My hands had found their way to her upper thigh and one of
her hands had found my breasts once again, each exploring the other. It
hurt a bit when she touched my now, very aroused and blood filed areolas
and nipples, but by now I didn't care about a little pain. My heart was
racing with desire. My body, flushed and tingly, along with my 'mistress'
who was starting to get pretty damp.
I whispered my gratitude and repeated, "Oh, Ash, yes, yes."
I noticed Ingrid getting her top off; I shrugged mine off my shoulders too.
I left my hand on Ash's thigh and slid my arm around Ingrid's waist as soon
as it was bare; I moved closer to her and ran my palm over her back. God,
she felt good. Then I joined in the kissing by running my open mouth around
Ingrid's neck, face and ear. Soon all three of us were tonguing each other.
Ashley had aroused me tremendously with her hand all over my boobs, she was
becoming expert at stimulating me. By then, we were all feeling very hot
towards one another other, and we all were signaling to each other by our
rapturous oh's, ah's, with moans supplementing our touhes and kisses. We
were obviously enjoying the extreme intimacy we bestowed on each other. For
me it was gloriously erotic. I was finding a few erogenous zones on Ingrid
and Ashley and they some of mine.
Ingrid's hands had switched to feeling my legs and had quickly moved up to
my thighs. Ingrid's mouth became insistent on mine, passionately switching
her head from side to side, her hands right up under my skirt, driving me
crazy with lust. I kissed her just as furiously, just as passionately.
Ingrid had then switched to suckle my nipples while Ashley ttook over
kissing and touching my back, shoulders, neck and face. Our tongues searched
out the other's, exploring, playing chasy around our faces, building our
joy and lust for each other. I felt my skirt being undone as Ashley leaned
on me, pushing me backward onto the carpet.
While we played sexy mouth games, I grabbed her and pulled her to my side
and I undid her zip all the way down the back of her dress, feeling her back
too. I undid her bra, sliding its shoulder strap over her shoulder. I
pulled her dress towards me a bit, enough to slide my hand over her breast.
Her nipple was hard, her areola puffy; I played with these, pulling her
nipple; I took my hand and circled the tip of her nipple with it, just
touching my palm. I know that tickles like crazy and is so sexy; she
wriggled to escape, but I followed every move she made. Her breathing had
quickened and she was flushed hot. She felt wonderful and between her and
Ingrid playing with me, I was steaming hot yet again and I loved it. She
joined me in my soft moans obviously enjoying my playfulness.
Ingrid tugged on my skirt. I knew why. I lifted my butt a little and felt
it slide down and off. With Ingrid's lips on my thighs, dancing and
swirling, the tide of my lust rose. I sensed Ingrid's passion as she
kissed, sucked and licked, she was also raising her temperature way past a
simmer. I peeled off Ashley's dress with a lot of help from her.
Ashley looked flushed and, hot and beautiful. She kissed down my chest and
went wild with passion on my boobs, kneading, sucking, nibbling or softly
biting them or my chest and neck, and with such relish. She was so
wonderful; my state of mind was centered on her ministrations and I loved
and cherished it. I could feel her pressing against me, her breasts on my
tummy and the whole scene was exquisitely sensuous. I was, and I'm sure the
others were also earnestly sexually awakened too. My boobs were seriously
sore, but this meant nothing to me by this time. My heart pounded with
unbridled passion; a lust beyond reasonableness.
Ingrid had now pulled my panties off - with a little help from me. I knew I
was as wet as anything and Angelina's stockings were in danger of getting
sopping wet or even worse, lathered. I reached down to get them off, but
Ingrid had it in hand and removed them for me, kissing and licking up and
down the full length of my legs. By now I wanted my 'mistress' to be given
the attention she always demands.
Ashley had slipped right out of her dress, bra and panties, and had
straddled me, lying full length on top of me. She felt absolutely
sumptuous. She hooked her legs inside mine and spread them wide apart.
Ingrid's fingers glided up our legs to our puffy, sensitised and exposed
labia. As she touched me there I drew in a huge gulp of air as the
fantastic sensations gushed out all over me. Ashley bit into my shoulder as
she also gasped and groaned – through my pleasure haze I guessed
Ingrid had got her as well. I grabbed Ashley's round, firm cheeks pulling
her mound hard down onto mine.
Then Ingrid's tongue hit my labia, her lips running over and with tightened
lips she pulled on me there. Her mouth opened, releasing my labia, but only
until her tongue, with its warm softness, ran up and over my protruding
clitoris. I nearly screamed with joy. Her luscious tongue and lips left me
panting. Then Ashley stiffened, her face contorted in ecstasy as she got her
pussy juices tasted. I don't know quite how Ingrid did it, but she then
inserted two or three fingers, working them delightfully deeply into me,
stretching the muscular walls within my juicy pussy. And two fingers from
her other hand were in Ashley, who then switched between us with her mouth.
Ashley and I just kissed deeply and so passionately as Ingrid performed
magic deep in our pussies.
I felt my orgasm coming quickly as Ashley and I started slipping over each
other with our sweat. My poor boobs were really hurting, but I was really
getting so much gratification from this that it didn't matter one
iota. I raised my hips, thrusting forward to meet Ingrid's tongue and
fingers lifting Ashley with me; my orgasm engulfed me, squirting juices
all over. Ingrid sensed my oncoming orgasm and latched onto my clitoris and
flicked and sucked hard until I reentered the world after a long,
multiple-orgasmic whirlwind at the apex of pleasure.
I lost it totally. Normally I'm quite quiet from my years of lovemaking in
my parents home, but that night I yelled, shouting my ecstasy to the world.
Ashley held me down, but my bucking on her mound, plus Ingrid's delectable
tongue, had its effect on her. I felt her stiffen, quiver, then the grabbed
me and we held tightly onto each other, kissing rapturously as her orgasm
took over her sensory system for two or three minutes.
With a look at each other we wordlessly set upon Ingrid who's face wore a
big grin and dripped with our come. Well, we both kissed, licked, sucked and
touched her everywhere. Picking on her erogenous zones as much as we could,
getting her to the edge, keeping her there for as long as we dared, then
letting her down a little, then taking her back up again. We had her
begging us; we had to restrain her from getting hers off.
Then we gave her everything until she came in a gigantic, multiple orgasm.
It served her right, we figured, and Ashley and I had both tasted the
delicious Ingrid, but kissed to get the last erotic sensation from our hot
session. But we both held onto enough of her nectar to let Ingrid get her
flavour from us both as we took turns in kissing her as she spun out of the
orbit in which we had put her.
Playing hand, finger and mouth games on each other, we each stayed quite
highly aroused, but I could feel the last few days catching up on me. I was
nearly exhausted.
We lay in each other's arms on the floor for several minutes continuing
these caresses until Ingrid said, "Get up on my bed you two. I've got
something I think you'll like."
I needed no further invitation and neither did Ashley. We were there in
seconds with Ingid close behind, albeit a bit wobbly on her legs, but
clasping a double dildo.
"Look at this: I've had it awhile but never used it; what do you
think?"
Normally I would have jumped in with a response, but Ashley, still a
live-wire at two o'clock or thereabouts, jumped in with, "Oh my god,
Ingrid, you an' me, please, lets give it a go. It'll be
fantastic."
Ingrid was obviously keen as mustard to try it as she'd procured it in the
first place. I was certainly interested, but I wasn't going to start WW3
over being first, so I lay down next to them and watched.
Ingrid positioned herself facing Ashley about 20 cm apart, and that was good
for me; I got a great side-on view.
Then she said to Ash, "Have you used one of these before?"
"No, have you?"
"No, it's a first for me too. What about you Alessia?"
"No, me neither. I've never seen one before Friday an' I haven't seen
one used either, but it looks er . . . interesting." I giggled.
"Okay," said Ingrid, "let's try this: put one of your legs
each side of me and over mine, 'coz you've got longer ones."
Ashley did as Ingrid suggested and I got a really good look at her cleanly
shaved pussy. Fuck, it looked so sexy. I found myself sneaking my hand
down to my own 'mistress'.
"Okay, um . . . I'll spit on it then put in you Ash, okay?"
Ashley nearly died of embarrassment, but nodded yes. She couldn't take her
eyes off it as Ingrid's hand could hardly reach around it I thought it
looked really fat, but it was roughly the same as my vibrator. Ashley
watched Ingrid intensely as she spat on it, then bent it surprisingly easily
and aimed it at Ashley's pussy. Her eyes widened as it got closer; then the
tip of it touched her labia. She jerked, her eyes widening further when
Ingrid moved it up and down her pink, puffy, wet labia. Her eyes shut and
she groaned quite loudly then lay back on her elbows. Ingrid eased it in
ever so slowly. Ashley had her knees bent up so I could easily see it being
eased in. But when she lay back she let her legs drop sideways to open
herself up as it entered her. I nearly came watching and listening to her.
She had that wondrous look on her of the face of a woman building up to her
arousal.
Ingrid's hands were shaking as she did her job on Ashley. Then she had to
move back a bit as she wet it on own labia. Her pussy must have been as wet
as mine, because she slid it into herself easily.
"Oh shit, Ash it's great, hey?"
"Oh god, yeah. So now what do we do?"
"Um . . . I dunno, but we could hold hands and pull ourselves up,
sitting together and work something out. God, quick honey, I'm really,
really feeling this. Ash, baby, oh shit, yes."
As they pulled themselves up they got noisier and were somehow getting off
on it. They started hip thrusting and rocking simultaneously. It was wild
to watch as both of them were clearly building to climax sooner rather than
later. My sneaky fingers were sliding over my clit just as I like it best,
and I was feeling as flushed and as hot as were Ashley and Ingrid. They
kissed passionately again and again. The sounds were decibels higher now I
had added to the ruckus. Ash came first and she pushed up onto her toes,
gripping the quilt, her knees flapping against the bed and Ingrid.
She looked absolutely fabulous in the soft light, her sweat glimmering. Her
breasts were engorged, in her acute state of arousal, especially her areolas
and nipples as they were thrown about in her ecstasy. Our breathing was
coming in shorter and shorter gasps as we built to orgasm. Ashley was now
calmer, but Ingrid was reaching her summit, and, soon enough, she was over
the edge. As her orgasm over took her she was every bit as beautiful as
Ashley was. Then mine hit me as I went over the top watching them. I can't
describe how I looked, but the sensations were intense and powerful as I
lost touch with reality for a glorious set of orgasmic waves.
On my return they were kissing softly. They noticed me and came to me and
we all kissed and cuddled for ten minutes or so.
Ingrid suggested a shower, which Ashley took up, but I did not. They left
me on the bed to wait. I was so tired that, unfortunately, I went to sleep
quickly, but I have good reason to believe there was more hanky panky
between the other two that night.
I awoke the next day, well, okay later that morning, to find Ingrid's face
buried into my boobs and Ashley snuggled up against her. We were all still
naked. I surveyed the scene and thought back over the past few days while
enjoying the warmth emanating from Ingrid. She was quite beautiful, even
though
her hair and make-up was a total disaster zone. Ashley, also, was in a
similar state of disrepair, she too looked gorgeous. I knew I was a mess, I
could feel it. I just lay there quietly contented, but after a few minutes
I noticed that my breasts and butt had started to get tingling hot again.
It was not a sexy hot thought; it was much like the feeling Angelina's magic
fingertips gave me. It got steadily stronger and I started to fear the
worst. After a few more minutes I knew my punishment was not yet over.
I very carefully extracted myself from Ingrid and snuck into Angelina's
room: she wasn't there. I remembered what Ingrid had said about Angelina's
Sundays, so I showered and got dressed in the clothes I had worn to the
coffee shop only yesterday. So much had happened, my mind whirling with so
many memories. My butt was stinging somewhat painfully now, and my bra was
uncomfortably sore. I wrote quick notes for each of them then cleaned up my
stuff and I went home by bus, standing and dreading every bump while I was
only one of three on the bus. My monthlies were due on Monday and I was
likely to be a bit sore today anyway. Not much consolation. Pain on pain,
oh well, such is life.
Continued in Chapter 11
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