Dating a Modern Girl

1

The 6:15 p.m flight from Dubai had just landed at Heathrow Airport. A pretty young woman walked through checkout and proceeded to find her path to a cab stand where she could make her way back to the center of the city.

Kate, 24, was about 5 feet 8, and had short black hair and angelic features, combined with a rather serious, down-to-earth expression. She had c-cup breasts, a tight waist, wide hips, and a general air of confidence and command about her. The British-born young senior executive worked as a marketing expert and had just returned from a business trip abroad. For traveling on the plane, she wore her everyday clothes: tight jeans, a tank top, a leather jacket, and dark glasses. In the fast-moving world, she was just your modern, strong-minded, commando-going, alpha female who worked hard, played hard, and was about to enjoy a night out on the town. The following day, she had to sort out a few things at her company's London headquarters before jumping on another plane to return to New York, where she was based.

Very successful in her high-powered work, Kate was more widely the kind of girl who devoured life to its fullest in absolutely every way possible with no shortage of interests and hobbies. Not to mention the seemingly unlimited energy and thrive she put into everything she took upon. At the same time, it seemed like none of her occupations really defined who she actually was. You could easily consider her an all-rounder, who, beyond her brains and poker skills, had a pronounced taste for extreme stuff such as skydiving and rock climbing, as well as a command over combat sports (she was a Taekwondo black belt) that come in handy when you're a solo female traveler. She knew her way around the world for sure, and her appetite for adventure and strong emotions had always been huge.

As proof of this, in her hunt for somewhere to spend the evening, the rather temerarious girl, made her usual choice to give the fashionable, more tourist-oriented places a miss, and decided to head towards the suburbs to find somewhere with a little more charm and atmosphere. As a rule, Kate never booked a hotel before a stopover in a city in the hope she could hook up with interesting people to spend the evening with. If it didn't work out, she could always call a cab, but with her social grace and her open mind, she usually managed to meet someone who could put her up for the night. That was just how she was: by no means a parasite, just a girl interested in adventure, bonding with new people from different backgrounds, and having new experiences. What was wrong with that? Of course, the favor would be returned if they ever happened to travel to New York.

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A mix of chance and instinct took the beauty-queen globetrotter to a poor but rather trendy neighborhood, south of the city, in which she chose a pub with a well-rooted feel of the area it belonged in. Once inside, she quite naturally started socializing with a couple of locals, who were soon attempting to chat her up. Rick and Tom were slightly older than her, pretty typical construction-type workmen who she soon found out had never really left the area. With her rather tomboyish side, Kate quickly found herself engaging in an animated conversation about football and video games with them. The two men were pretty fast in realizing she was out of their league, but Kate's open and friendly nature combined with a few pints helped them to feel comfortable, and they were soon hitting on her quite heavily with, of course, no shortage of sexual innuendo. It was all so typical and predictable in a sense. Still, she was feeling in good shape tonight and was just beginning to warm up.

Kate mostly tended to remain good-natured about the random men who flirted with her, even if their heavy-handed insistence could sometimes get boring and test her patience. Having quite a few regular and reliable fuckbuddies in her life, she had no need to pick up men in a remote English pub. She was quite active in the group sex scene back in New York, and anal only. This could sound a bit freakish to some, but in truth, she really made no big deal about it all, and was more of an adventure-driven person than a sex-driven one.

But when she realized the men were actually

competing for her

, she experienced a little culture shock for a few seconds. In a sense, it was kind of old fashioned and patriarchal, even if there was absolutely no reason for these straight-forward, working-class lads to behave any differently. And if, at that point, she had suggested they share her instead, they would have probably gotten frightened and frozen up. So in a sense, it was all kind of cute. In their rather archaic male brains, because Kate wasn't dressed or acting in a slutty way, she had to be a

nice girl

, whatever that meant. One you could perhaps get a date with, if you had the right charm and wit.

Despite the slight cultural gap, Kate could see the boys were quite friendly, not bad looking at all, and well put together. In her wide experience of traveling and people, she could also tell they were quite harmless. She even felt a little sorry for them fighting against one another like that. Underneath their slightly fake virile personas, she guessed they had probably not gotten laid in a while, and were a bit desperate.

A modern girl can always tell when a man needs a milking, and treating herself to a couple of healthy hunks seemed like an appetizing thought for a young buttgirl like herself. So she began to work out a plan for which she could put some of her skills to use. Being a fast and practical thinker, her decision was quickly made, she was going to show these guys some of her moves and solve her (self-inflicted) logistic issues, while making new friends with or without benefits at the same time. She did not do this kind of thing much outside her usual group of fuckmates, but hey, it seemed like a good occasion. In a way, the boys had asked for it and now they were going to get it.

"Well, gents, you certainly know how to talk to a fair maiden. Your flattering prose has caused me to completely lose control, and I think I have to go home and change my knickers", she said, in response to their cheesy pickup lines.

Her sense of repartee had left them speechless, it seemed.

"Just kidding boys, I live in New York, and I don't wear knickers", she added before they could react, and stuck her pierced tongue out at them.

"Shall we set off?" she said, as the clock was heading towards 11 p.m

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3

It was a short walk back to the boys place, which they shared. It was a typical, untidy, rather dirty, bachelor's flat. Cans of beer and various game consoles were scattered on the floor, and Kate's first move was to head towards the window and air the place up a bit. As always, she lost absolutely no time in making herself at home in her new environment, and soon all three were drinking, chatting, and generally getting in the mood for an evening of fun, bantering with one another like old friends. With her super-confident and totally down-to-earth nature, Kate possessed the ability to quickly blend into any situation and make everyone feel at home with her. She had only met Tom and Rick a few hours ago, but they were already behaving like three good mates, chatting away and indulging (within reason) in the booze.

It was a little past midnight, when the boys, a little drunk, playfully suggested she give them a short striptease. It was more of a joke than anything else, but Kate thought the idea was good fun. She was not much into foreplay, and it seemed like a good way of making the mood right before she got down to business, so she surprised them by taking them at their word. Not to mention she had some amateur stripper talents, which she enjoyed practicing, back home, to own up to.

"Alright boys, I'll put on a show, but my stripper outfit stayed in New-York", she said in a deadpan way. " So don't expect anything too glamorous " she winked at them.

Once again, Kate had proven her great sense of timing and her ability to take everyone by surprise. But the boys quickly recovered, deciding to enjoy their luck and seize the moment. It was the right decision, for Kate was about to prove to them that sexy lingerie was by no means a necessary requirement for providing a sizzling, cock hardening slice of entertainment.

She stepped onto the coffee table in her everyday clothes, minus her boots, and started playfully twerking to the sound of some upbeat latino music. In less than five minutes, she had peeled off her top, her jeans and thrown them casually across the room. The proper teasing only really began at this point with Kate down to her plain white cotton bra and socks. This was no new territory for her because she always removed the bottom half first. Most of her female friends didn't wear underwear, and it seemed normal to keep the top half on for longer whenever she performed a show.

After a few more minutes of more playful booty shaking, Kate finally put her hands behind her back and unhooked the bra. She then slowly crossed her arms back over and placed one hand over each cup, teasing her audience. Next, she slowly lifted the garment above her boobs and over the back of her head, until it was behind her back. Holding to its extremities, she teased a little further, stark naked now, before pulling playfully on the bra's elastic and catapulting it in the boy's direction.

As Kate stood on the coffee table, she gave Rick and Tom a chance to admire her perfect, almost tattoo-free (just one small one on her lower back) body. In the boy"s neighborhood, so many girls had their bodies covered in ink nowadays, and it could just look trashy when overdone. With the exception of a small ring in her belly button and her tongue stud, Kate was fairly untouched by today's standards.

Half-squatting, she played with her breasts, pushing them together between her fists or her forearms and tugging playfully on the nipples. She then turned around, bent forward, and parted her butt-cheeks with both her hands, proudly showing off her butthole and winking it at the boys, as a promise of what was going to come.

She ended the show with her usual final pose: crouching and holding her hands behind her head, flashing some quite neatly trimmed, hairy armpits.

She smiled at the huge bulges that were now quite prominent in the men's trousers. As she suspected, they were just about ready to benefit from her servicing at this point.

"I think it's about time you got naked", she joked.

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4

Depending on the size of their chopper's, Kate would sometimes service her fuckbuddies one after the other, but as a rule, if she could fit them both inside her butthole then in they both went. She may not have been your typical party girl, but she had mastered quite a few party tricks over the years. And this was among her favorites, no one jealous and no one waiting for his turn. She liked to keep things simple and straightforward both in life and sex, and it made her feel super hot knowing two men were happy to rub their cocks against each other inside her bum. She, of course, had no speck of doubt that these two would fully comply with the situation.

As for having to share her, she believed that in the beginning of the 21st century, any modern man should fully understand that a girl's body is her own to use, exactly as she wants. They were three consenting adults freely engaging in group sex, no one was forcing anyone, or telling anyone how to live their lives. Unfortunately, she knew only too well that most men out there were still far from being modern. Things were getting better slowly, but in many areas of life, she felt society was still in the dark ages.

As the happy and slightly stunned boys started removing their clothes, Kate calmly gestured to them to lie on the floor and get into position.

"Don't tell me you've never shared a girl before? " She laughed to ease the atmosphere.

Of course they hadn't, but luckily Rick and Tom had seen enough porn in their lives to figure out what to do. And in a slightly robotic way, as if they could not quite believe this was for real, they found themselves lying on the floor, legs crossed over each other so their poles were perfectly aligned and pointing to the sky. Normally Kate would begin by getting her studs orally prepared, but these two were as hard as rocks, and looked like they were ready to explode any minute.

"It's been a while boys", let's get you milked, she laughed as she squatted over the two penises, lowering her pelvis so their tips just touched the entrance of her butthole. She then gradually pushed down, and, with the help of one of her hands (the other one supporting her), she adjusted the cocks so they found their way into her well-practiced and welcoming ass.

Fortunately, the boys weren't hung like horses, and after a few seconds, they were rocking quite smoothly. Kate moved her impaled pelvis up and down, while alternatively tightening and then relaxing her sphincters over the two poles that seemed to be magically disappearing and reappearing inside her butt. Her main concern with fairly inexperienced studs like Tom and Rick, was the obvious wood issues. Would they be able to keep hard together inside her bum? Under normal circumstances, Kate could feel annoyed with a lame stud, but she was prepared to be more understanding with these two.

Anyway, it seemed that her warmth and her energy, combined with her strong anal skills, had gotten the better of the somewhat unusual situation for her partners. In less than a couple of hours, she had turned a couple of competitive womanizers into compliant studs, at her service heart and soul. Kate had done it again! Behaving in a manly and flirtatious way was now the last thing on the boys minds, as they fully enjoyed their first time sharing a girl, rubbing against one another inside her bum, feeling warm and safe, happy to share the space where they both felt they now belonged.

As an experienced cockmilker, Kate knew exactly when they would be on the verge of exploding, so she timed her move just perfectly. Pressing down on her supporting hands, she elevated her pelvis so the erected manhood's were ejected out of her bum, then crouched in front of the boys, gesturing them to stand up. Without leaving Tom and Rick any time to panic, she then seized their manhoods in each hand, rolled back the foreskin, and proceeded to service them orally this time. Alternately sucking on the cocks, before taking them both together inside her mouth at the same time. After a few minutes of this kind of treatment, the boys gave in, releasing all their cum into her mouth, which a very poker-faced Kate then playfully gargled, before swallowing it all down.

Having done her job, she then rolled back so her feet were in the air, parted her buttcheeks, and playfully gaped her butthole at them. The purpose of this final move was not exactly to provide further excitement. The boys were milked now and unlikely to be sensitive to such stunts. It was more like a sort of "post-coitus" ritual for Kate. What a show-off she could be!

The young millennial knew perfectly well that after what she had taken them through, the boys-especially ones this inexperienced- were going to be emotionally numbed for a short while, and not exactly up to doing much. That was no problem because she was always thinking on her feet. First, she got their cocks clean, folding back the foreskin and licking up the remaining cum until they were perfectly dry again. Normally, after this, she would tuck them back into their underpants, but in this case, she felt a long, hot shower for all three of them together was the best indicated. As Kate well knew, this could be a great bonding experience, and now that she had done her thing, her focus was on them all being best mates again.

Under the shower, she proceeded to clean up her still slightly stunned studs, washing them between their legs, and even behind their ears. Kate was their mommy just now, taking care of them until they got a grip on things again. There was no doubt they were still a bit weak in their minds, but it was rather sweet in a way.

"Your so beautiful," even said a very honest Rick to Kate as they were under the shower.

"Big-bottomed girls rule," simply laughed Kate, swinging her hips into his.

"You have a great butthole," said Tom, more to the point.

Complimenting an anal-only girl on her asshole was definitively the way to go ahead.

"Give it a kiss then," she replied, parting her buttocks. Which he did.

"Now one here," she added, pointing to her facial cheek. She laughed as he complied, on the verge of falling in love with her. Both boys were.

After Kate pulled a few silly faces at them such nonsense was quickly forgotten. She was a world champion at goofy antics, and she must have spent the next 10 minutes bantering and swinging her butt into the boys to ensure the atmosphere became light and buddyish again.

After the shower, they were all so exhausted that they fell asleep almost immediately, with Kate lying between them.

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5

The next day, Tom and Rick were completely back to normal, and Kate had totally become one of the lads by now.

In only a few hours, she had taken over their flat. Casually lounging around the place in nothing but her bra and socks, the young tomboy had done nothing all morning but smoke a few fags, empty a couple of beers, and play on the game console with her new friends, exactly like if she were having a lazy weekend back at home. Deep inside, she felt like a very happy, polyamorous young woman. She had done quite a good job on her new chums last night, and now it filled her with pleasure and pride to see them oozing joy and energy from every pore, enjoying another day of being alive. The boys were wearing briefs, and Kate had just her plain white bra, but if they had all been naked, it would have been exactly the same. They were three close buddies now and had nothing to be modest, shy, or cautious about. Hence the friendly bantering she kept laying while she kicked the shit out of them at various combat video games. Even her twerking was just goofing around now and not an invitation to anything sexual. Of course, all the previous day's flirting and efforts to impress her were long forgotten now, and it gave Kate much satisfaction to see that Rick and Tom were cursing, burping and breaking wind again with no sense of embarrassment at all. And after all why would they? They were between boys now, and she farted the loudest anyway.

Long gone was the beautiful stranger who turned up in their pub just a few hours ago. She, once again, had become Big Kate, as she was known back in New York. A larger-than-life friendly girl next door, who looked out for the boys and always acted like she listened to and understood them. A super duper big sister you instantly wanted to confide in. A very dominant but loving female who could make a man sit on her lap without him ever feeling like a sissy. She was the kind of girl who could carry herself like a lofty beauty queen on a catwalk before playfully squatting and ripping a loud one at the crowd. With her angelic face and her beaming smile, she lightened up any room she walked into, and It was hard for any man not to be instantly conquered by her wonderfully goofy and down-to-earth personality, her straight forward and unromantic slant on life, and her wacky sense of humor. To her fuck buddies, it was even more blatant: she was number one best mate, and having to share her body was almost irrelevant. With her kindness and empathy, she was definitely the heart and soul of her various groups of friends and comfortable in every situation.