The Getaway: Gemma Chan

By the time Gemma and Lily were done in the shower, the evening had already begun. While Gemma got ready for the evening's festivities, Lily booked herself an Uber and sat with me on the couch while she waited for it to arrive. The two of us swapped numbers and she said she'd love to stay here next time she's in LA. Hopefully that will be soon.

Lily left when her car arrived and Gemma came out about ten minutes later, looking absolutely gorgeous in a short black dress and matching knee high boots. Joining me on the couch, she filled me in on her plans for the evening. Gemma had invited yet another friend to join us which, with how her stay had gone this far, wasn't exactly a surprise. What

was

a surprise was that this time, after the shroud of secrecy with the previous two, she told me who she was in advance. It was Constance Wu.

Gemma and Constance had met a few years back while working on a movie together and quickly became very good friends. According to Gemma, the two texted often and regularly had lengthy conversations about all things sex. An item of discussion that had come up recently was Constance's experience of working on the movie

Hustlers

. She plays a stripper in that movie, for those that don't know, and gave Gemma a very detailed explanation about how the moves she'd learned on set had helped spice up her lovelife.

Now, this I could understand, for my own foray into the world of exotic dancing had certainly spiced up

my

love life (read the Kat Dennings story and you'll see what I mean). And it was pretty fucking spicy to begin with. Plus, remembering how great Constance looked while performing said moves, it's no surprise that her partner wanted to fuck her brains out.

Anyway, Gemma asked her if she'd teach her some of these moves and Constance said she'd be happy to help. All she needed was someone to perform them on. This is where I came in, and needless to say, I was very excited.

I went to take a shower and get myself ready while Gemma got started on dinner. By the time I'd dressed and styled my hair, Constance had already arrived. She and Gemma were talking in the kitchen while Gemma finished up dinner. Gemma introduced us and I shook Constance's hand, telling her how great it was to meet her. And, well...it really was. She was even more gorgeous than I'd seen in the movies, and looked cute as a button in the short silver dress and open-toed heels she was wearing.

Constance and I took a seat at the table and Gemma dished up dinner, some Chinese dish she'd learned from her mom. Sorry...her 'mum'. Gemma cracked open a bottle of wine before joining us at the table and the three of us got to chatting. It started fairly innocently with the girls catching up on what they'd been up to, what new projects they were working on, etc etc. Once we'd finished up dinner, Constance asked Gemma if she was enjoying her trip, and that's when things got interesting. She didn't go into detail on what we'd been doing, but the answer she gave was highly suggestive.

"We've been keeping busy. Haven't we, Tyler?"

"Mmhmm," I said back, unable to hide my provocative smirk.

"I bet you have," Constance replied, looking me up and down.

Gemma giggled then sipped her drink. "Can't blame me, can you?"

"Oh, fuck no!" Constance exclaimed. "God, if I was staying with a guy like him, I wouldn't fucking stop!"

Gemma nearly choked on her wine. They were talking about me like I wasn't in the room, but obviously I wasn't complaining.

"Do you think he'd make a good test subject? For that thing we talked about?" Gemma asked, her lips curled up in a suggestive grin. I knew exactly which 'thing' she was talking about 'cause she told me about it earlier, so I wasn't quite sure why she was being discreet.

"Fuck, I think he'd made a good anything," Constance quipped, looking at me like a piece of meat. Again, not complaining.

Gemma tipped her head back, unleashing a tittering laugh. "God, Connie, you're such a hornbag!" Dunno what that means exactly, but I'm guessing it's similar to 'horndog'. And if it is then it's a fair assessment.

"Can you blame me?! Fuck, I haven't been laid in

weeks

. Properly anyway."

"Oof! Blimey," Gemma exclaimed. "Have those stripper moves started wearing off then?"

"No, he still wants it all the time," Constance exclaimed. "But fuuuck, he just

isn't

hitting the spot."

"God, you poor thing," said Gemma, putting a hand on her friend's.

"I don't need your pity, Gem," Constance replied. "I just need some good dick."

"Well, we'll take care of that, won't we, Tyler?" Gemma asked, not waiting for an answer. "Did you bring a change of clothes?"

"Mmhmm."

"OK, so how about we go and get ourselves ready? Tyler, you can go and sit over there," said Gemma, pointing at the couch on the other side of the room.

Gemma stood and took Constance's hand, helping her out of her chair. I watched intently as she led her across the lounge, walking hand in hand as she took her to her bedroom. I rose from my seat, drained the last of my wine then started clearing the table. I filled up the dishwasher then returned to the lounge, taking a seat as per my instructions. It didn't feel right turning on the TV so I took out my phone and did some light admin; responding to messages, booking appointments etc.

The door reopened about five minutes later and I listened to the clicking of stiletto heels as they came back into the lounge. I put my phone back into my pocket and my jaw almost hit the floor as I watched them cross the room. Constance was wearing a

tiny

black one piece. So tiny, in fact, that it left her ass almost completely exposed. She also had some sort of choker around her neck, the details of which I wouldn't see until later. Gemma, meanwhile, had opted for a pair of frilly white panties and a matching bra, a pair of thigh high stockings stretching up her long, long legs.

In short, they looked amazing and I could feel myself getting hard already as they walked into the centre of the room, standing just before me as I sat on the couch. It was then that I saw that Constance's choker spelled the word 'sexy' in big block silver letters. Conceited? Maybe. Accurate? Definitely.

I tried not to gawp as they stood there before me, grins on their faces and hands on their hips.

"So," said Gemma, "you ready?"

"Absolutely," I replied, my eyes going wide as I looked them up and down.

The girls laughed. "So you need to show me what to do then, huh?" Gemma declared, turning towards her friend.

"Mmhmm," said Constance, pointing at the couch. "Watch and learn, honey."

Gemma took a seat on the couch, close enough to me that she'd be able to see everything, but far enough away that she wouldn't interfere.

"Oh!" she said suddenly, like she'd remembered something important. "Music! Alexa, play some filthy r'n'b."

Yep, that's what she actually said. How any music actually started playing I genuinely do not know.

"Ooh, perfect," said Constance as the song kicked in, a slow, bassy number that fit Gemma's description to a T. "OK, so the key to a good lap dance is to take it slow. Don't just hop up on top of him and start grinding away. Move to the music and let him get a nice long look at your body. The more you tease him, the more he'll want you."

Constance started dancing to the beat of the music, swaying back and forth in rhythmic fashion. She was still standing several feet away, looking me in the eyes as she ran her hands up and down her body. She looked amazing and knew it as well, a confident grin pulling at the sides of her mouth as she worked her tiny frame.

"Then once he's got a good look, you can move a bit closer," said Constance, stepping right up to the edge of the couch. "This is usually when I turn around and give him the view from the back."

Constance slowly turned on her heels and my eyes almost popped straight out when I saw her ass in all its glory. The thong part of her lingerie neatly bisected her perfect cheeks, baring every inch of her shapely behind. It looked incredible and fighting the urge to reach and grab it took all the willpower that I possess.

"OK, now it's time to break out some moves. This is one that always gets them going."

Constance spread her legs about shoulder's width apart then slowly bent forward at the waist, running her hands down her legs until she reached her ankles. Now doubled over, she looked back at me from between her legs, her hair almost brushing the floor as her ass stuck out behind her. Her lingerie stretched as she held the position, pulling tight against her crotch and revealing a hint of cameltoe. I wanted to lick along the crotch of her panties so freakin' bad that I almost couldn't take it.

Constance winked from between her legs, fully aware of the effect she was having. Her hands moved around to the backs of her legs and she ran them up her calves and thighs as she rose up slowly, gradually returning to her previous position.

"Oh, my!" said Gemma, fanning herself with her hand as she watched her friend, almost as entranced as I was.

Constance's hands moved up to her ass and she slapped one of her cheeks, drawing a sharp * SMACK * that echoed around the room.

"Woo!" Gemma shrieked excitedly. "Damn, girl, you're getting me hot over here."

Constance giggled and turned around, looking across at Gemma. "You wanna try?"

"Mmhmm."

Gemma stood and they both switched places, Gemma standing in front of me while Constance joined me on the couch.

"OK, so just move to the music, right?" Gemma asked, starting to sway in time with the beat.

"Yeah, slow and sexy," Constance replied. "Feel the rhythm. Yeah, that's it. You're getting it, girl."

Gemma placed her hands just below her shoulders and slid them slowly down her long, lithe body, all the way down to the tops of her thighs.

"Ohh, wow!" said Constance. She shifted a little closer to me, draping an arm across my shoulders. "She's a natural, huh?"

"I'll say," I replied, my eyes on Gemma as she showcased her moves.

Turning around, she bent at the waist and reached down to the floor, just like Constance had shown her. She slid her hands back up to her thighs as she rose up slowly, signing off with a slap of her ass.

"Phew!" Constance whistled. "Damn, girl, you learn fast! Let's kick things up a notch, shall we?"

She hopped down from the sofa and stood beside her friend.

"So once you're all warmed up, you can start to initiate physical contact."

Gemma sat back down on the couch as Constance moved towards me.

"I like to start like this."

She placed a hand at the top of my head and pulled me in closer, my face and her chest now inches apart.

"Get him in nice and close, then I roll my hips a little. Like this," she said, angling my head down so I was looking at her crotch.

She began to gently rock back and forth, pushing her pussy out with every motion. It was hot as fuck, as I'm sure you can imagine, and I wanted nothing more than to throw her down onto the couch and bury my face in her pussy.

"OK, I think that's enough teasing," said Constance, pushing my head back. "Time to climb aboard."

Constance climbed up onto the couch, planting her knees either side of me as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I kept my hands down by my sides, having to literally push them down into the couch cushions to keep them from moving of their own accord.

"Is he allowed to touch?" asked Gemma, clearly aware of the pain I was in.

"That's up to you," Constance replied. "I usually make him wait a while, but if you want to feel his hands on you, then by all means let him touch. I'm gonna make him wait a little longer."

She looked back at me, flashing me a grin that was almost devilish as she started grinding against me. The first thing I noticed was how warm her crotch was and I could feel the heat through my pant leg as she rubbed it against my thigh.

"So you start at the bottom, just above his knee, then work your way up. I like to do it nice and slowly, making sure he's rock hard when I reach his cock."

Shouldn't be a problem there; I'd been rock hard for the past ten minutes. Constance continued to grind back and forth, slowly moving up my thigh until her crotch rubbed up against the tip of my penis.

"Ooo, I think I've found it! That didn't take very long, huh?"

Her grin grew wider and I flashed one back at her, fully aware of the implication.

"And is he hard?" Gemma asked.

"Oh, yeah," said Constance. "He's hard alright."

She moved up higher, now grinding directly onto my shaft. I started throbbing intensely, the crotch of her one piece getting noticeably damp as she rubbed it against my cock. Her deep brown eyes stayed glued on mine and the confident grin never left her face as she ground herself against me.

"Oh, my!" Constance exclaimed, feeling how hard my cock was throbbing. "I think he's enjoying this a little

too

much. I better cool him off a bit."

She lowered her arms from around my shoulders then climbed down off the couch. She turned around and began to squat down, resting her ass just above my knee. Constance grabbed onto the edge of the couch and started grinding back and forth. It was a similar move to the previous position, only now I was staring at her peach-shaped ass as she backed up into me, wanting nothing more than to reach out and grab it. I think she could sense my desperation, 'cause she peered back over her shoulder, flashing me a wink as she granted permission.

"OK,

now

you can touch."

I've never seen my hands move faster. Constance had barely even finished her sentence before I reached up and grabbed her. I started at her hips, somehow managing to show some restraint as I moved them slowly to her perfect ass. Gripping two handfuls, I was almost stunned by how it felt, so firm and muscular that it almost gave Lily a run for her money. Not as large, of course, but deliciously supple and perfectly round. Constance kept grinding against me, finding my cock again without much trouble. How this was supposed to be cooling me down I assure you I do not know, but it looked and felt so fucking good that I really wasn't complaining.

She continued to grind on me for several minutes before lifting her ass up higher. If I'm totally honest, I was a little relieved 'cause my cock really needed a break. Just as she'd done in her earlier tease, she reached right down to touch her toes, leaving her ass stuck out as she did so. Now that she was standing closer, it looked even better than it had done before, and being allowed to touch added a whole new level of enjoyment.

This time I showed even more restraint, placing my hands on her muscular calves and moving them slowly along the backs of her legs. I was stunned by how smooth her skin was and how much muscle she had underneath it. My hands slid up past the backs of her thighs and back to her peachy ass. Now spread open, I could see the full outline of her sweet-looking pussy and the visible wet patch on the crotch of her lingerie.

I couldn't hold back any longer. My head moved forward without further delay, burying itself in her ass. My tongue came out as quick as a flash and licked along the slit of her pussy, tasting her wetness through the lacy material.

"OH!" she yelped, and though I couldn't see her face, I could vividly picture the shocked expression that was plastered across it. "Oh my God! Wait, wait! I'm giving a lesson here!" Constance shrieked, her voice a mixture of arousal, amusement and surprise. Though mainly the former, it must be said.

She placed a hand on top of my head and attempted to push me back. I allowed her to do so, just enough so I could give a response.

"That can wait," I said, then turned to Gemma. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Oh, I don't mind," she grinned, staring me down with those big brown eyes as she crawled across the couch.

She placed a finger underneath my chin and pulled me in for a kiss, swirling her tongue around mine.

"I don't mind at all," she added, prying her lips from mine and pushing me back into her friend's tight ass.

I quickly picked up from where I left off, licking up and down her warm, covered pussy, starting at her clit and going right up to her asshole. The next thing I heard was the sound of them kissing as Gemma climbed down from the couch and knelt in front of Constance. Keeping my face in Constance's ass, I moved my hands to the small of her back and started to untie the string on her lingerie.

Prying my face from between her cheeks, I watched intently as Constance slid the shoulder straps down her arms and began to pull down the tight-fitting one piece. Of course I was keen to help, pulling it down past the small of her back. Still making out with Gemma, Constance kept herself bent at the waist as I pulled the garment down past her ass, leaving it bunched at the tops of her thighs.

I took a brief glance at her pretty pink pussy, noting how wet it was as I threw myself forward, returning my head to its rightful place. My tongue rolled out from between my lips and I steered it straight to her clit. I licked it a few times then moved up higher, sliding my tongue along her drippy wet slit. She tasted amazing and I savoured the flavour of her sticky arousal as it seeped from the lips of her pussy.

I licked up and down her several times, finally settling at the nub of her clit. Flicking my tongue back and forth, I felt her clit start twitching against it as I lapped at her point of pleasure. A breathy gasp escaped her lips, and again I could picture the intense look of pleasure that was etched across her face.

"Yeah, he's good at that, huh?" Gemma chimed in, then left several kisses somewhere on her person.

"Mmhmm," Constance moaned back, reaching back behind her and gripping the back of my head.

I moved my hands up and grabbed her hips, gripping them tightly as I licked her faster, encircling her clit with my tongue. Constance's moans got louder and shriller, and her tiny body began to shake as my tongue moved swiftly around the nub of her clit, whipping her into a frenzy.

"Oh my God! Fuck!" she hissed, tightening her grip on my thick locks of hair and needlessly pulling me into her asscrack.

My tongue kept spinning around the nub of her clit, feeling it throb with every movement, fluid seeping from the lips of her snatch. I quickly brought her to the brink of climax and a few more swirls of my talented tongue were all I needed to finish the job.

"Ohhhh! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Constance's voice turned loud and shrill, then a wordless squeal flew forth from her lips as her orgasm hit her with full, unrelenting force. Her legs began to tremble and I gripped her tighter to keep her steady as my tongue kept moving, licking her through the throes of climax. I could feel her muscles tensing then finally relax as a hot rush of fluid surged forth from within her, soaking my lips and tongue.

My tongue slowed down then finally stopped as I licked along her slit, lapping up her remaining juices. I licked up past her asshole then kissed left buttcheek in several places, moving down to the back of her thigh. As I pressed my lips against her smooth, soft flesh, I could hear her and Gemma start kissing again.

"How was that?" asked Gemma as their lips came apart, already knowing the answer.

"Umm...amazing," Constance declared, still breathing heavily as she recovered from her climax.

Gemma laughed. "Wait 'til you see his cock."

"Awww! I have to wait?!" said Constance, and though I couldn't see her face, I'd say she was pouting in mock-disappointment.

Gemma laughed again, louder this time. "Oh, no! We can whip it out right now, if you like."

"Yes, please!" said Constance and with that they turned to face me, wearing the exact same grin as they knelt before me, Constance on my left and Gemma on my right.