A great big thank you to Todger65 for his editorial skills again; and big thanks for those of you who read, favourited and commented on part one.
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Ballet Bitch Pirates refuse to free the Semen.
For once I had managed to rip myself away from my studies early. I'd had enough of CSS, attributes, Java and XHTML. Numbers, symbols and tags danced in my head as I stepped out of the University doors and descended the steps to the large car park.
The warmth of the sun immediately began to massage away object orientated analysis, servers and design patterns. Slowly I was becoming human again. I pulled out my phone to see if I had any missed calls. I had two from friends, one from Stacey and one from Patrick. I'd call them later once I'd got home and relaxed for a minute.
I also had a text from Emma. I read it as I crossed the car park heading for the bike sheds; It read; 'Hope ur hungry, Babe. Bin shoppin n rustled up a lovely ballet bird buffet 4 u. :) x U got double pussy, 2ce as much titty n array of licks, kisses n tonguin + metres + metres of smooth, tight flesh to enjoy. We at K's. Cum xxxxx'
"Fantastic." I smiled to myself. I hated 'text talk' but I forgave her, as always.
I sent messages to Stacey and Patrick telling them I was on a promise and wouldn't be out and one to Emma saying I was on my way.
Shifting the strap on my satchel over my head so it crossed my chest I sat on my tatty Lambretta and pulled my helmet on. I wasn't dressed correctly to be riding but in my suit I looked the part on the classic LI mark two.
It took several kicks to get the engine started. While I gave it a moment to wake I fastened my suit jacket and pulled on my gloves. I walked the machine backwards out of the shed and then zipped off heading for Karen's place.
I enjoyed the journey until I hit the city streets. It never was a particularly pleasant experience due to the lack of attention paid by a lot of drivers. Some with heavy agendas on their mind, others, because they just didn't give a damn. At least I was headed for one of the, hopefully many, 'times of my life.'
I reached Karen's apartment block and parked inside the gated car park. I walked the hundred yards or so to the foyer pulling off my helmet and buzzed up to Karen's flat.
"Hello?" Came a crackled reply.
"Karen it's me. I've come for the buffet." I chuckled.
"Yes Sir, certainly Sir, come on up Sir."
I raised my eyebrows impressed with her playful obedience and wondered what they had in store for me. The door lock clicked and buzzed. I pushed through it heading for the lift. I was excited but also apprehensive. I didn't like the way that I some times came before Emma, today I could imagine letting down two girls on more than one occasion. Still; I'd give it a damn good try. I was young and fit enough to have no problems retaining or regaining my erection. As for my stamina; I could hold my own with one lithe ballet dancer, two would be a challenge. One that may well kill me, but what a way to go.
Turning left out of the lift I rounded the other side of the shaft and knocked the door. My stomach rolled which seemed to start movement in my crotch.
The door opened to a most fantastic sight. Emma stood in her light pink and black lacy boy-shorts with matching bra. Her arms wrapped around Karen's waist, her thumb tucked in the waist band of Karen's shorts, pulling them down slightly. Karen wore a similar set in dark red and had her arm around Emma's shoulders.
"Did I pass the top floor and continue up to heaven?" I smiled.
"Come on in, Sir." Karen instructed.
I stepped inside and started to lift my bag off.
"Let me take that for you, Sir." Emma took my bag hanging it on a coat hook directly opposite the door.
"Your jacket, Sir?" Karen offered.
I was already in my element. Getting spoiled by two scantily clad hot bodied women. It was going to be a good evening if this charade was kept up. I wondered what I could get them to do while they were waiting on me.
"Oh let me Sir." Emma added undoing my shirt. She lifted up on her toes, I had to bow a little, and pecked me on the lips.
Karen had taken my jacket while Emma pushed my shirt off my shoulders. Once it hit my wrists I heard a sound I recognised but was unfamiliar with.
I turned to Karen as she grabbed my arm. The same sound came from my left. I turned to Emma and felt a dull thud on my right wrist as Karen cuffed me. I turned to see if I was right in my assumption, which was when Emma cuffed my other wrist with a separate pair of shackles.
"What you..."
"Really? Did you really think you were going to get what you wanted so easily?" Emma laughed.
"Silly boy." Karen added as they both led me towards her bedroom.
"What?" I asked surprised, happy but surprised. "It was your idea."
"Was it really?" Karen asked Emma with intrigue.
"Yes." I nodded. "You join us for me, One of my mates..." I stopped as Karen was shaking her head with a beaming smile.
Emma laughed and turned scarlet. "Err..." She laughed again. "Okay, okay, so I wanted to fuck you. Is that so bad?"
"It's marvellous either way girls." I beamed.
"Shut up!" They chorused forcing me into single file and leading me into Karen's bedroom.
I didn't care. I really was in for a great time. They escorted me to the bed and pushed me on to it.
"If you'd have said you wanted me before." Karen said clamping my right wrist. "We wouldn't have had to invite him." Emma clamped my left as Karen continued talking. "We could have focused all our intentions on each other, but no. You had to bring cock didn't you?"
"I like cock, what can I say?" Emma shrugged matter of fact.
"Mostly mine?" I queried cheekily.
