You walk along the path beside the road, linear and harsh, the street lights on above your head. Uncertainty has filled you for most of the journey, but curiosity still has the better of you.
The doorway is well lit on this terraced London town house, you walk towards it and pause within arms reach. Your hand rests on the doorknocker and as you lift it, you feel the door begin to move of its own accord. You let go instantly and the door swings slowly, eerily open, revealing an empty hallway with stairs.
Guilt, doubt, uncertainty, you turn to walk away. Just as you do so, you hear sounds coming from within.
Curiosity. It has always been your weakness.
You silently mouth to yourself the words "Forever is a long time to wait", "be brave or go home" and walk in, closing the door behind you. Onwards and up the stairs, there are doors on either side of the landing, from some you can hear noises. Chatter from one, grunting and physical exertion from another, a muffled squeal from a third. This is definitely the place.
You have run this scenario over and over in your mind. Ever since your fantasy started to become an obsession, you have been seeking to find a safe way to make it come true. To feel the feelings that you have so far only imagined. Every day for as long as you can remember now, you have painted the scenario vividly in your mind, as you warmly stroked your pussy. Your useless husband could never have made it come true, but he was dealt with for now. Here you are, alone, ready for fulfilment, scared as hell.
You check the message on your phone, the symbol at the end was a bunch of grapes, exactly the same as the ones on the last door on this landing. Your timing is good, you grasp the handle and walk in.
Two men, dark haired, muscular and stripped to the waist are sat at a table playing cards. The straps from their braces hang down loosely, making them look rural, slightly thuggish. They turn to look at you and you feel a surge of power flow through you. You will be in control now.
You walk to the table and take the first by the hand, pulling him up from his seat and leading him towards the bed. No words are exchanged. Behind you, the second stands up and follows you. You turn the first so that he is stood at the foot of the bed, facing away from it, still holding your hand. You reach up to put one hand on his neck and pull him towards your mouth. Your lips touch and his tongue starts to search for yours, entering your mouth and inexpertly probing. You gently bite it to tease him and before he can retract it, you suck it back inwards. You have made your point, you are the dominant and he will submit to you.
Your tongues slide and probe and you feel his stubble against your delicate skin. His fragrance is expensive, musky, familiar. You press yourself against him and feel the bulge in his trousers.
Behind you comes a second pair of hands, outlining the shape of your bum. Then searching around your waist, pausing for a moment, then your skirt drops to the floor. Your top is pulled up over your head and flung to a corner somewhere. His hands start at your shoulders and he gently kisses you on the nape of your neck, he slowly works his way down your spine, kissing every inch, touching your skin all over, his hands stroking softly and quickly releasing the catch on your bra.
You are stood kissing Mr stubble, all of your focus is on him, but that is about to change.
The guy behind, his face smooth and moisturised, reaches the base of your spine with his soft kisses and pauses, not yet ready to take off your panties. He crouches behind you, at first you feel him gently moving your legs apart, stroking sensitively up and down each one as he does so, then his hands are on your hips and you feel his face on the back of your upper thighs as he nuzzles in to your pussy from behind. Running his face all over your panties, you feel the pressure of his cheeks at your ass, as the bridge of his nose gently rubs your pussy lips. The tip just touching your clit. Insistent, warm and regular, you are soon soaking wet. He pulls your panties aside, lifts his head and begins probing with his tongue. Teasing your clit, lapping at your lips and parting them ever so slowly, expertly.
You let out a low moan and start to lean forward, sending Stubble backwards onto the bed. He quickly takes off his trousers, revealing he was wearing nothing else. A massive boner stands up from between his thighs. You take it in your hands and bring it slowly to your mouth. Bent over at right angles at the foot of the bed, Mr smooth working your pussy with his tongue and Mr stubble now moaning gently as you stroke his cock and gently lick the tip.
Between your legs, Smooth has worked your lips apart and placed his tongue right at your entrance. Gently but persistently applying pressure in an unstoppable rhythm. His hands have moved around and are teasing your pussy lips. He is eating you, gorging on your pussy, you cannot resist as you feel his tongue dart all the way in, then back to your entrance and more teasing. His hands working wonders, you are wetter than you have ever been. You feel a tingling sensation in your lower tummy and it grows, and grows. The heat building in your body, centred at your pussy. Your thigh muscles start to twitch, but Mr smooth holds on tighter and thrusts his face into you. Licking, probing, teasing. Un-stopping and delicious. The feeling is taking forever to come, but you are enjoying the anticipation.
Eventually, you succumb and let out a long low moan, your pussy convulsing, the first orgasm you have had in a very long time.
Mr Stubble takes this opportunity to move down the bed. His head now level with yours and your pendulous breasts resting on his manly chest. You feel his manhood brush against your thigh.
Your pussy lips are expertly parted by Mr Smooth's fingers and you feel a pressure at your entrance again, but no penetration yet. These men are taking you slowly, working with each other to maximise your pleasure. Mr Stubble resumes your kiss, your eyes close and you let your mind feel your body. With one hand Stubble is holding your neck, whilst the other is stroking up and down your back. His cock is definitely between your pussy lips, but he hasn't pushed inside.
Another feeling presents itself, as Mr Smooth begins to lap at the sensitive skin below your pussy, towards your ass. You can feel his hand gently teasing your pussy lips, moving around the cock that is firmly planted between them, the sensation is incredible.
Smooth takes respite, moves on and makes his way to the top of the bed.
Stubble's hand reaches your lower back, then grabs your bum, whilst he slowly thrusts deep inside of you. You can feel the stretch of your pussy as he enters, he is a big boy, filling you to your limit. Then he starts to pull out and rests the head of his cock at your entrance again. You take control and plunge down onto him.