Steve entered the bathroom removing the remnants of his clothing. Jules was already in the shower, water coursing down her delicate teenaged sized body. The end of her mousy brown hair teased her delicate nipples hard. She had one leg cocked up on a tap and was rolling her clit under her finger. He didn't comment on her beauty, he slotted in under her and thrust his face into her pretty shaved pussy. Flicking his tongue in and out of her dripping hole, her fleshy lips rubbing against his cheeks. He could feel Jules building, her finger rubbing becoming more insistent. Reaching up he slid a single finger in her arse. She rocked as the orgasm erupted inside her, waves of pleasure spasmed through her body. Jules grabbed the back of Steve's head holding the pressure against herself ensuring the last ebbs of the orgasm. After she finished rocking she put her foot down and helped Steve to his feet.
"Mmm my turn," she said sinking to the shower floor. Holding onto the shaft Jules took the head into her mouth rolling her tongue around it. She swallowed his enlarged cock to the balls, repeatedly throwing her face against him with an unquenching thirst. Steve moaned, the enjoyment was all absorbing.
"Oh, I'm going to cum," he gasped trying to pull out of her mouth. Jules swung her arm around his back pulling his cock further down her throat. Stream after stream unloaded inside her throat. She swallowed past Steve's pulsating cock, finally releasing her grip. Steve watch himself as he pulled clear of her mouth. She swallowed the last droplets of his cum smiling up at him. Steve pulled her up to his arms and they held for a moment before finishing their preparations for an evening out.
When they arrived at the country tavern Mark and Jenny were already seated amongst a group of strangers. Jules and Jenny wrapped each other up in a loving embrace. Jenny reached out and pulled Steve into the affectionate display. Mark not known for his patience called the group to order. "Righto, I'd tell youse to get a room but let's do the introductions first," he said. The three untangled and Jenny stepped back.
"Of course," she said a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I have been hogging the newbies. We're close and I haven't seen them for a while."
"Yeah, yeah, we get that," Mark butted in again. "Everyone this is Steve and Julie Borg. Jules for short." The two newcomers were separated from the group, exhibited like prized trophies. With an open hand Mark pointed to a slender couple slightly older than the rest. "This is Renaud and Diane Adams, Ren and Di. They are the local shopkeepers. And this," panning his hand across to the last two in the group. "Is David and Patricia Sorsen, Davo and Pat. They are the owners of this fine establishment."
The group sat together eating, drinking and getting to know each other. Ren and Di had come from the Old Country and had been running various shops since immigrating. Davo's father was a country publican and Davo just followed suit. Besides pubs had been good to him, it was behind a bar that he met Pat and fell in love. Jules remarked how open and talkative everyone was. She had been told that country folk kept to themselves.
"That's what we want the townies to think," Pat replied. "But once you're in the fold it's all fun and fairy tales."
"Talking about fairy tales," Mark's impatience leading the group. "I think it is about time to take these two upstairs."
Smiles broke out like a smiling contest had begun. Jules slightly confused turned to Steve for understanding. His gapping smile quickly leading her to the notion that a conspiracy was unfolding before her.
"I'm not sure what you are all up to, but I want you to know I am corruptible and I'm nearly always up for it," Jules said adjusting her strapless dress revealing a Scorpio tattoo on her right breast. "I'm a Scorpio, when I get to hell it is going to burn a bit hotter," she said proudly.
"Fuck this," Mark spat out, picking Jules up around the waist and throwing her over his shoulder. His bicep digging into her hip as he held her tightly. Storming past Jenny, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her along pounding a path towards the stairway. Mark bounded up the stairs two at a time with effortless strength. Jenny bounced on her feet up the stairs behind him like a ball in a sock and Jules slapped against his back like a wet sack, both giggling joyously all the way.
Mark's frontal attack and hasty retreat had left the remainder of the group to sort themselves out. Pat held out her chubby hand towards Steve beckoning him. Pat was an average woman, though somewhat heavier than some, she carried it well with a confidence born from working behind a public bar. Steve being new to the group was feeling a little lost and was happy for the invitation.
Ren watched the two go, he'd had the hots for Pat's roly poly body since he and Di brought the shop. Di looked at him with a knowing grin and nodded her head towards the direction that Pat had gone. Ren gave her a wink as he passed her on his way up the stairs.
The years had been stealing Di's confidence, birthday by birthday. "Looks like you are left with the dregs again," she said turning to Davo.
"You are not dregs," Davo chastising her. "You are a beautiful and stately woman and I was waiting around to see where you were going," he said softly putting his arm around her as they followed the others upstairs. The pair looked a bit of a mismatch, Davo was a short stout fellow and a head shorter than Di. However, he had enjoyed her slender body and slow curves for as long as Ren had admired Pat. The entire sordid affair was in actual fact a match of lust and fleshy pleasures, where each fulfilled their desires without the restraints or judgements of a morale society.
Mark turned into the hall at the top of the stairs entering the first available room. He let go of Jenny's wrist allowing her to strip. Jules kicked off her shoes and pulled her strapless dress to her feet, walking on the spot walked out of her dress. As she did she unbuckled, unclipped and unzipped Mark's heavy jeans. His solid cock dropped from his pants like a mighty oak just felled. Jules grabbed it with both hands and put the engorged head in her mouth. Rubbing her tongue around the base of the head she sucked on it, causing it to get even harder.
