Another Flash/Chapter Three

Another Flash

--------=@=-------- [][][][][][][][][][] -=@=- [][][][][][][][][][] --------=@=--------

Chapter Three

I did my best imitation of a stunned mullet when I opened the door and saw who was there. You know the look; big round eyes with your mouth gaping open just waiting for a big juicy fly to buzz in. Not only did Emmy come by early like she promised, but she brought my old friend Shelly with her. It’s not that I wasn’t glad to see the girl, but it dredge up a lot of painful memories. She wasn’t going to have any of my gloom and seemed bright and chipper until she threw her arms around me and squeezed. When she pulled away, her face was drawn and sad with little tears that trickled down her cheeks.

“I’ve missed you so much,” she related in a cracked voice.

I kissed her forehead and hugged her, saying, “I’m glad to see you, I really am. It’s been very hard on me since I lost my Lacey and never thought I would see you again.”

“I miss her too and all of the fun we had together. In fact, I spotted you in the park once and ran to meet you but you left before I could get there.”

“It had nothing to do with you. You were always a pleasure to have around. It’s me that’s changed and that’s why I moved.”

“Can I come and see you? I don’t live far from here.”

I ruffled her hair and advised her, “Course you can, girl, I’d love to have you. Just don’t mind my moods for awhile. Want to have breakfast with Emmy and me? We’d love to have you.”

We headed to a cafe in town, stuffed our tummies and stopped by the grocers for a few things we neglected yesterday. Then popped in to the bakers for a quiche and pasties for our lunch. With the extra help, we demolished the remaining cartons and had things sorted and packed away before lunch.

Shelly noticed that we had the memory card player set up, so she ran the afternoon programme with narration on ones she had made and starred in. By the time we got to the face sitting film, mind you, I could still smell and taste that lovely pussy of hers, I felt comfortable enough to prop a serious tent in my trousers. Emmy had no problem with us playing a little touchy feely. We didn’t neglect her and it wasn’t long before I enjoyed the show while four hands vied for the best grip on my throbber. They were very considerate of the other. It was an experience that was not only quite enjoyable, but I recommend it highly.

Then, I am not sure if it was a preview of things to follow, but Shelly played the video of the blow job she gave me… all of the way to her smiling face, spermy lips and the great, slimy gulp. As enjoyable as the wank was, it was not nearly as enjoyable as being the subject of the blow job competition they started.

First, Shelly got a grip right under the crown and swiped the gooey little bead in my piss slit away with her tongue, and then Emmy skinned up another bead from the shaft and followed suit. They had me teetering and I almost popped my nuts off several times. But, that was only the start. By her apparent expertise, I duly noted, Emmy was no stranger to sucking cock, and the pair started a relay race where the winner would cross the finish line with a mouthful and get to swallow all of the protein packed cream.

When they bounded off the starting line, I slumped back on the cushion, closed my eyes and felt a lot like I had died and entered heaven. I never paid attention to who was at the ship’s helm, my only concern was to immerse myself in the experience for as long as possible before I had to part with my load… which, with the way things were going, would not be very long at all.

While I hovered somewhere near the brink of a momentous orgasm, one of them cradled my balls and rolled them in the bag. It was something I dearly loved and never experienced enough. But, the little fingers wandered lower and lower, and then into my bum crack only to find my arse hole and designate it as the next target. The girl battered her tonsils with the head of my cock on every down stroke, but when she popped me into her gullet and swallowed, she slid a finger in my arse and it was lift off.

Not only did I fly into space, but stars exploded behind my eyes and a bright white light blinded me as I hurtled into the sun. I was paralyzed for a minute or so until a spermy little mouth plastered itself to mine. When I opened my eyes, I realized that Emmy was the clear winner and things were never going to be the same between us. It was like I had now bonded with her and Shelly. We had and unspoken pact between us with no holds barred.

Then, I licked Emmy’s lips and nibbled on them, and in a low voice informed her, “I want you to know that you have the most incredible mouth. I guess I have Arny to thank, rest his poor soul.”

“Yes, I loved doing him but I like you a lot better.”

“Don’t forget about me, I helped,” Shelly interjected.

I pulled Shelly to my lips and gave her a wet pucker, telling her, “How could I ever forget about you and your fantastic, sexy mouth girl?”

“Will you let me be a fox like Emmy?” She inquired.

“I’m convinced that you’ll make a very sexy fox. Did Emmy warn you about the tail?”

“She said it goes in your bottom and feels really good.”

“Why don’t I buy you your very own set?”

“That would be super!” She squealed, and then mashed her lips against mine and we had a very wet snoggy, until Emmy made it known that she wanted one too.

After the girls left for the evening, I ventured two towns away and called on a newsagent there that had a room of nothing but Le Sex Shoppe toys. That was the very place that I found the set of fox ears and tail. They did not have the fox set in stock, but they did have a set of cat ears with a remarkable set of butt plugs and a detachable tail. I couldn’t resist purchasing it and believed both of the girls would appreciate a fitting of the many sizes of plugs. Certainly, I would enjoy fitting them with the plugs. As an afterthought, I picked up ‘a girl’s best friend’ powerful bullet vibrator… make that two.

I enjoyed a nice supper at the inn, along with my usual pints and made the journey back to my place. Then, I watched several of the films in my collection but the girls had drained me so much I couldn’t manage a twitch in my pants.

After I had removed my clothes, there came the familiar, “Ding, ding... ding, ding,” of the door chimes. I glanced at the clock and muttered, “Who could it be at this hour?”

So, I pulled on my gown, shuffled my way to the door and cracked it open a bit, only to be greeted by Shelly’s sad and drawn features. She pushed her way through, wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my chest.

“Is everything alright? I can’t imagine you coming by at this hour.”

“Mum went drinking with a friend and came home so pissed she passed out.”

“Did you fight with her? Is that the matter?” I inquired.

“No, but I had to see you. Can I stay with you tonight?”

“What if your mum comes looking for you? Does she know where I live?”

“She won’t look for me, I promise you that, and she doesn’t know a thing about you.”

“Well, I suppose you can stay. I’m so knackered though I won’t be good company.”

She squeezed me even tighter and confessed, “I just want feel your arms around me as I go to sleep. Then wake up with you lying next to me.”

How could I deny her? It had been a very long time since I had slept with a woman, or in this case girl, in my bed. It turned out to be very nice indeed. I snuggled close to her warm body and enjoyed the unique fragrance of her hair. It lingered in my nostrils as I journeyed to the Land of Nod.

End Chapter Three

--------=@=-------- [][][][][][][][][][] -=@=- [][][][][][][][][][] --------=@=--------

Continue To: Chapter Four >> | << Return To: Chapter Two << Table of Contents << Profile & Stories Menu