Ginger Delight Ep. 03

After the torrid events of that evening it was inevitable that bedroom conversation was going to be interesting. Snuggling up in bed it was evident my husband was still very horny. His hand was on my breast and his other hand guided mine to his semi hard penis. As I squeezed it, feeling it grow, I said to him: "You were a revelation tonight, you filthy man".

"And so were you, you dirty woman". He kissed my neck. "Giving me all those orders."

"And how you enjoyed carrying them out. Could my husband by any chance be just the teeniest bit bi-curious?"

More kisses on my neck which were arousing me rapidly. Then he answered my question. "I have to admit, I was really turned on watching you masturbating those two impressive cocks. And yes, when they shot all over the mirror I couldn't hold back any longer. Where did you get that outrageous idea from?"

"It was in one of the videos we watched awhile back, don't you remember? You said you'd done that once in your parents' bedroom when you were younger."

"Christ, yes. I remember panicking after I'd done it, wondering how I was going to clean it up before they came home. In the end I used on of our hand towels from the bathroom then hid it under the rubbish in our dust bin. My mother often wondered what became of that towel."

"Hmm," I replied, stroking his now fully erect cock a little faster. "I still can't get over how willing you were to play with their balls while I wanked them...and you licking their sperm off the mirror afterwards."

"Just obeying orders, my darling. God, I'm getting close!"

"Well, get to work on me, my bi-sexual husband." I commanded.

His hand opened my pussy lips and worked my wet clit as with a few more speedy strokes I brought my man to his equally messy climax.

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The next evening, Don arrived home while I was watching the six o'clock news. He gave me his usual "I'm home" peck on the cheek.

"Marty not in yet?" he asked.

"No - football training."

"How was he this morning before he left for college? Embarrassed after last night?"

"No, not at all," I replied. "In fact, quite the opposite. He thanked me for last night and said he and Freddie were looking forward to the next time."

"Randy buggers!" Don responded. "Actually, an interesting thing happened this morning at the office. I was in the gents toilets, in a cubicle and had done my business......"

"Oh yes?" I said, suggestively.

Don immediately went on the defensive. "I had gone in there to do what most innocent people do in a toilet cubicle, you smutty minded woman. Anyway, I had finished and had pulled up my trousers when somebody went in the cubicle next to mine. I don't know why I didn't flush and leave, but I waited awhile and, sure enough, after a bit of shuffling next door I heard what sounded like a woman panting and squealing on a phone. I leaned down and sure enough, I could see a shadow under the wall of the cubicle of someone obviously wanking while watching porn on his phone. I have to admit I got hard hearing this."

I gave my husband a knowing smile, now convinced that he had bi tendencies.

Don responded with a smile and continued: "I could tell he was about to cum and sure enough the sounds from next door confirmed that he had. I waited for him to clean up and as he opened his door to leave I opened mine. I recognised him as one of our trainees, a young lad I guess in his early twenties. 'Hello, Callum'. I said. 'You must tell me what you were watching. You obviously enjoyed it.' He was very embarrassed and didn't quite know what to say. I tried to reassure him, not wishing to play the seniority card over him. 'Don't freak out,' I said 'My wife and I love watching porn while we masturbate each other and we're always looking for new stuff to watch.' For a moment I wondered whether I should have been so frank with him as he was quite shocked by what I said. 'Well, if you must know it was a young bloke having sex with an older woman.' 'Oh, wow!' I said. 'That's brilliant! Have you ever been with a milf?' I think I might have overstepped the mark, cos then he said. 'Why are you asking all these questions?' and moved towards the door. I tried to reassure him. 'Sorry, Callum. I didn't mean to embarrass you. The thing is my wife is 56 years old and loves young men like you. Last night we had a very hot time with two young men like yourself and I'm wondering if you'd be interested in some fun. I won't embarrass you anymore and if you'd rather forget this conversation we'll leave it there. But if you are interested pop in my office after we finish tonight.'

Before he could continue I looked at Don, slightly disapprovingly, as I said, "I'm not sure if I like being referred to as some ageing nymphomaniac with one of your staff."

"Come on, love. I know you'd like him, particularly after what he told me later. I don't know how big his cock is, but he's very good looking."

Suddenly, I was intrigued. "You mean he came to your office later?"

"Yes. He told me had thought things over and was quite excited at the prospect of meeting you. Apparently, he has a girl friend his own age and they have regular sex, but she's not very adventurous and only likes fucking in the missionary position. He didn't actually use those terms, but I got his drift. Apparently, he has a fantasy of tit-fucking an older woman and having his cock played with and sucked which his girlfriend won't do. It was quite an effort for him to admit that he would love to give a woman a facial."

This last remark produced a twinge down below and suddenly I was moist. If Marty had walked in the door right then I would have grabbed him and Don and hauled them upstairs - perhaps for some more mirror action? As it happened, Marty texted me to say he wouldn't be home until late that night as he was having a night out with the lads.

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Before Don left for the office the following morning, he and I had arranged that we would be free for fun and games that evening should Callum be available. I also suggested that Don should check with our 'new recruit' that he would be comfortable with a group thing. We had both discussed the fact that Freddie, unlike Marty, had not objected to being frotted with our adopted son, nor had he flinched at having his balls played with by Don. Could Freddie be bi-curious or was he just turned on by the moment?

I don't know how I got through the day without pleasuring myself, contemplating what might occur later that evening.

My heart missed a beat when I heard Don's car draw up outside and into the garage. It missed another beat when I heard voices as the key turned into the lock.

Don entered the room with a very attractive young man, sporting a black cropped beard which matched his well groomed black hair. He was shorter than Marty and Freddie, but had a good slim body under his dark suit. He was obviously nervous as Don introduced us and just as Freddie had done on our first meeting, addressed me as Mrs Graves. Again, instructions were made to call me Laura.

No sooner had I seated Callum in an armchair with a bottle of beer and a glass, when my phone rang. On the screen I could see it was from Marty. Another evening had been arranged with Marty and Freddie so as I answered the call I was hoping there wasn't going to be a hiccup.

"Hi Mum. I hope you don't mind, but will there be room for one more tonight?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

" Freddie met this woman on line - she's in her forties and he's been with her a couple of times before and she's into group fun. Anyway, she's heard about tonight and would like to join in."

"Hang on a minute" I said and told the Don and Callum what Marty had just told me. I was particularly concerned about Callum, but he seemed happy with the idea and Don had no objections. Perhaps another female in the mix would add a new dynamic to the proceedings. I gave the ok to Marty and ended the call.

As it would be at least another half an hour before our next arrivals, I said: "Let's not wait for them, come Callum." I took his hand and pulled him up from his chair and added "Bring your beer."

I led him upstairs, Don followed. I hadn't really dressed up or down for the occasion as I didn't know what Callum's taste in women was like, except that he liked them older.

When inside the bedroom I sat him down in the armchair Don had occupied a couple of nights earlier and my husband and I walked over to the bed. Don was still wearing his suit, shirt and tie so as seductively as I could muster, I slowly disrobed him, stroking his crotch as each item was removed. By the time he was down to his underpants and nothing else I noticed that Callum had remained totally motionless in his chair the whole time with a transfixed stare in our direction and hands gripped to the arms of the chair. I looked down at his crotch, but there were no physical signs to denote whether he was turned on or not. Time for phase two.

I could see Don had more than a semi as we knelt facing each other. We started kissing, his hands reaching under my tee shirt, fondling my breasts as I dived into the waistband of Don's boxers and grasped his cock. Don peeled off my tee shirt and unclasped my bra strap. My breasts were now fully revealed, nipples erect. As he started sucking on one of them I reached down and lowered his under pants. His prick sprang out in all it's glory.

I looked across at Callum and noticed his hand at his crotch and squeezing. Reaction at last! Time to turn my attention on him. I left Don on the bed and walked over to Callum in just my panties. I told him to stand up then led him over to the full length mirror. Perhaps seeing himself being undressed from behind by an almost naked middle aged woman might arouse him in readiness for what was to follow. Heaven forbid - I was already aroused!

I reached round Callum's torso and undid the one remaining done-up button of his suit jacket then removed it, putting it on our nearby ottoman. Fortunately, he helped me with his tie, then I tantalisingly undid the many buttons on his shirt. He stretched his arms downwards behind him to assist in the removal of the shirt. It was at this point I noticed Don's reflection in the mirror as he positioned himself behind me. He started caressing my breasts from behind as I did exactly the same thing to Callum. As I stroked his nipples he let out a sigh.

I looked down in the reflection and could see for the first time the signs of a bulge at his crotch. I reached round his waist and stroked the front of his trousers, feeling it twitch in the palm of hand. I slid his zip down and lowered his trousers. He helped kick them off. The bulge in his briefs twitched frantically now and I soon had them off. What I saw next certainly didn't disappoint - a very handsome six and a half inch uncut cock with a good girth to it. This was going to feel really nice sliding between my breasts. I noticed in the reflection Don was quite impressed as well. As I started slowly drawing Callum's foreskin back and forth in my hand, Don reached up between my thighs, pulled my panties to one side and started fingering my clit. The only slightly off-putting thing to the visuals in the mirror was that Callum was now fully naked except for his shoes and socks!

I told him to sit back in the chair and remove them. Now totally naked he was directed over to the bed. Don followed, careful not to make contact with Callum. I laid down on my back on the bed. "I believe you'd like to tit-fuck me" I said.

"Oh yes please!" came the eager reply.

"How are you for going for seconds? Could you manage to cum again if the woman the lads are bringing round soon wants you to tit-fuck her or have you cum inside her or whatever?"

"No problem." was the reassuring reply.

I told him to squat over my breasts as Don took up position between my open legs He slid my panties down and off and I felt his nose burying itself in my bush. His tongue slurped inside my cunt, sending arrows of pleasure shooting forth. Meantime, Callum's shaved balls stroked my bosom as I licked the end of his cock. I opened my lips and took the foreskin covered helmet in my mouth. He let out a sigh. As I peeled his foreskin off his bell end he murmured: "Oh, that's wonderful! Fucking gorgeous!"

I suddenly remembered that Don had told me his girlfriend had never sucked him. I gave him an option. Would you like me to carry on sucking you until you cum in my mouth or do you want to cum between my tits?"

"Can I cum between your tits first?" he said like a pleading schoolboy.

"Of course you can, you gorgeous hunk" I replied. I rolled my tongue round his nob and under his foreskin one more time as a sample of things to cum, then removed my mouth from his cock. He slid slightly down my body so his heavy balls were now just below my cleavage. I was also aware that Don had stopped gamming me and was now kneeling upright, cock in hand and using the tip to flick at my clit.

I wanked a few strokes of Callum's girthy cock then placed it between my ample breasts, wrapping them round his length. As he started pumping I added pressure with my hands. The look on his handsome face was a joy to see. I was making this horny young man's dream come true. Looking down my body I could see Don was wanking furiously, the end of his nob still rubbing my clit.

Callum was pumping between my tits like a piston engine, his balls rubbing on my navel and up to my cleavage fast and furious.

"Cum for me, Callum! Give me a pearl necklace! I want to see you spunk for me! Shoot that load for me! Give me a facial!"

My dirty talk was too much for the young man. He let out a

roar, arched his back and with a screwed up expression on his lovely face, jettisoned a voluminous squirt from between my breasts, hitting me fiercely under the chin. Several jets followed, some covering my face the rest ricocheting from my chin down my neck. At the same time Don let out a cry and I felt his ejaculation cascading over my open vulva and clitoris.

Then I heard the door open and close and Marty's voice calling out. "Hello! Are you upstairs? I hope you haven't started without us!"

To be continued...