Hi Rosie here again with another sexy story from Wetherfield.
A few weeks ago I was standing naked before the mirror in Eileen Grimshaw's bathroom, its 4.30 in the morning. I look at my face. My hair is a mess, Jason loves to run his finger through it whilst my mouth is swallowing his cock. My eyes are red, through lack of sleep, the mascara has run, giving uneven black lines down my cheeks. But most of all my face is covered in Jason's sperm.
It is in my hair, on my forehead, but mostly in my eyes, nose and of course lips. Not wanting to waste a drop, I carefully use my finger to gather as much as I can, before sucking it off.
I open the bathroom door to return to Jason's room and standing there is Sean, Eileen's gay lodger, in a pair of pink silk pyjamas.
"God, I know I don't appreciate it Rosie, but what a body. Though I would crawl over you to get to Brad Pitt." said Sean in his high camp voice.
"This may come as a surprise Sean, but I prefer Brad to you as well."
With that Sean went into the bathroom and I got back into Jason's bed. As I cuddled up to him, my hand instinctively reached down and circled his now limp penis.
"God Rosie, don't you ever stop wanting it, It will take me all day to get over that."
The "that" he was referring to was what can only be described as a fuck fest. Jason had been working away for three weeks. During that time, frustrated though I was, only my fingers entered my pussy, although they did enter on a quite frequent basis.
Last night when Jason eventually did arrive home, it was 7.30 in the evening. By 7.35 we were in bed and at 7.36 he was inside me. Not like him but at 7.40 his sperm were swimming about looking for an egg.
After the "quickie", we made love again, this time more slowly, exploring each others bodies with fingers and tongues. Then again, until at 10 o'clock Jason decided he was hungry.
Having the house to ourselves, we came down stairs in just T shirts. Jason sat watching football on TV, eating Chinese food , drinking beer, while I gave him a blow job. Some guys just have it made.
After eating we went back to bed and just, sucked, licked, bit and of course fucked in every position possible, including my first anal, though I didn't like it. I don't mind another girls finger while she's eating my pussy, but not something as long and thick as Jason's, no thank you.
This went on until 4.30 when Jason came all over my face and I had to pee, that's where we started this tale.
So there we were, I had his flaccid cock in my hand with no sign of it getting hard again, so I cuddled up to him and whispered in his ear. "What do you want for your birthday?"
"God Rosie, it's the middle of the night, just go to sleep."
"But babes, your thirty , it's a big one, I want to make it special. What do you want?"
Exasperated , Jason replied, "how about a threesome, or better foursome, just arrange it." with that he pulled the duvet over him and was soon snoring.
I lay there and began to think about what he had said, an idea began to formulate in my mind.
It was mid morning when we woke. Without saying a word we fucked again with me riding on Jason's cock like a rodeo star, until he came deep inside me.
As I rolled off him I asked "Last night you said you said you wanted a three or foursome for your birthday? Who were the other three guys you were thinking of?"
Jason laughed, "cheeky mare, its my birthday, you and three other chicks would be nice."
"I will see what I can do." I say as I go down the bed and take his limp cock in my mouth, trying to get a response.
"God Rosie, don't you ever get enough?"
I don't reply as my magic mouth is starting to get its reward.
Later that day, I had a chance to think through my plan. Jason had been briefly engaged to Becky McDonald, before she dumped him and chose Steve. He had lived with Tina McIntyre for a while, and had been married to Gail's daughter Sarah.
I never thought I could pull it off, but the perfect birthday gift would be a five some, with me his current partner and three ex's. I had wanted to get into Tina's pants for ages, so this might be a good excuse.
As Sarah lived in Italy, she might prove a problem.
Well after a few drinks, Becky said Steve had been neglecting her and she was up for some different action, and boy, would this be different.
Tina was not so sure at first, but I casually dropped the prospect of a little girl in girl into the equation , then she thought it would be a blast, I looked at her and my panties began to dampen at the very thought of having her.
Then I received the news I didn't expect, Sarah was coming home for a holiday.
I got her phone number from Gail and was delighted to hear that as she had split with her Italian boyfriend, she had not had sex for months and was more than ready to sample Jason's goodies again.
So the cast was assembled, but where to hold the event?
Both Becky and Tina said their other halves would get suspicious with an overnight trip, so we agreed an afternoon session at a swanky city centre hotel. Then Jason and I could stay on for a session of our own, if he had any strength left.
We all got together and agreed a strategy, what to wear, who got the first go at Jason and how we were going to keep the whole episode quiet, before and after the event.
Then the big day arrived. Jason and I had a taxi to the hotel and were soon in the room. It was a luxury room with a huge king size bed, big enough for five.
I had ordered champagne and Jason opened the bottle and poured two glasses. We kissed and I urged him to strip out of his clothes. When he was naked, I resisted the urge to leap on him and produced a set of handcuffs.