Ginger Delight Ep. 05

Thirty minutes had passed since us girls came down stairs after our glory hole experience - and what fun that was! Our nine male guests had been given enough time to replenish their semen supplies and it was now time for phase two. For starters Paula and I decided to get the guys turned on again by giving them some girl-on-girl action.

We relocated to our TV room opposite which had been prepared with an inflatable double mattress covered with a sheet in the middle of the floor. A couple of pillows had been strategically placed for us girls to rest our heads.

We both wore fishnet stockings with suspenders as we knew how much that few inches of bare thigh from stocking tops to suspender-belt excites the male sex. I was wearing a pair of see-through panties and Paula a thong. At the beginning of the proceedings we both had our bra on.

Once inside the room, the men were instructed, needless to say, by Paula to strip naked and put their clothes in a pile against the wall. They would then stand in a circle round us and begin to pleasure themselves while they watched us. For additional stimulation, Don put on a dvd of some bukkake porn on the television. There was one condition: penetrative sex was permitted, but ejaculations had to be on our bodies.

Paula and I dropped to our knees facing each other and began the show by kissing. By now I had not only become accustomed to lesbian activity, but was really enjoying it. Extra arousal was provided by the sight from the corner of my eye as Paula's tongue duelled with my own, ten gorgeous stiff dicks being masturbated by their owners. It was interesting to now put a face to those weapons we had pleasured through our glory hole. And, yes, that impressive 7 incher that Don had sucked off to completion really did belong to Mick, the short guy. If only he knew whose mouth he'd unloaded in!

Paula and I were just about to seriously get down to business when our front doorbell rang. Shit! Who could that be? My first instinct was to ignore it, but it rang again, this time a bit more persistently.

"It's probably one of our neighbours," I said. "I'll get rid of them."

I hastily put on my dressing room and went into the hallway, closing the door behind me. At that moment the front door opened and to my horror two uniformed policemen walked in.

"Mrs Graves?" one of them said.

"Yes." I replied, my heart thumping.

"Sorry, the door was unlocked and when we didn't get an answer....I hope you don't mind....."

"What is it?" I interrupted. "How do you know my name?"

"We've had a report of a disturbance?"

"What?". My heart now dropped down to my stomach. My mind was whirling. Surely, what was going on the other side of the door behind me wasn't criminal activity. We were all consenting adults.

"Do you mind if we have a look round?" asked the constable. Before I could stop him he opened the door I'd just come out of and entered the room, followed by his younger colleague.

"Bloody 'ell!". exclaimed the officer as he surveyed the scene. Then another bombshell. My adopted son, Marty grinned.

"Duncan! Frank! You made it!"

The other guys in the room except Don and Callum exploded with laughter. But they all had their hands cupped over their genitals to protect their modesty.

I was not amused. "Would you mind telling me what's going on, Marty? You know these men? In fact, are they really the police?"

"Oh, yes - they really are coppers. They come to all our home games. Sorry, mum. We invited them to tonight's fun, but they told us they were on duty."

"I'll make you pay for this, young man!" I said, still angry with Marty.

Constable Duncan interjected. "Yes - sorry, Mrs Graves for freaking you out, but we were only obeying orders. Now we're here do you mind if we enjoy your hospitality?" He nodded to his colleague. "Young Frank here needs educating."

"I suppose you came in a panda car. Is it parked outside here?" I asked, concerned about local gossip.

"Don't worry," replied Duncan. "We parked it on the opposite side of the road so unless you've got curtain twitchers as neighbours they won't know we're in this house. Mind you, we're breaking all the rules in the book as it is, so we'd better not stay too long."

Which was obviously a hint they wanted proceedings to continue pretty soon.

Paula put in her two-penn'orth.

"Shall we carry on where we left off?" she suggested. "I've always wanted to be spunked on by an officer of the law. Get your kit off, fellers!"

"Ooh, I love a woman with a dirty mouth! But we'd better leave them on, luv," replied Duncan: "In case we get a call-out."

As Paula and I returned to our mattress, kneeling down, facing each other again, I was really interested in seeing how our two new arrivals would react. Both had removed their flat caps and taken up position in the circle. I was quite aroused already as both men were very attractive. I would say Duncan was in his early thirties, while Frank was probably in his early twenties. So far, I hadn't heard him speak.

We girls continued snogging, fondling each other's breasts over our bras, before removing them. Then we took turns to kiss and suck the other's naked tits. Both sets of nipp!es were now erect. As Paula's hand found my panties and probed inside, I noticed that Duncan and Frank were now stroking prominent bulges at the front of their uniform trousers. Needless to say, the naked men around them were now masturbating their rampant dicks.

Paula whispered something in my ear and we moved over to the young coppers, both kneeling in front of them. Paula chose Duncan and I had Frank. In unison, we commenced taking over their own hands with ours as we stroked their bulges. I felt Frank's cock twitch inside his trousers and he let out a sigh. I unzipped him, fished inside his underpants and found his treasure. It was red hot and throbbing. Within seconds I had it out in the open, followed by his ballsack. It was very impressive. And so was his cock! A good seven and a half inches of uncut prick pulsed in my hand and as I rolled his foreskin down and wrapped my lips round his purple head I heard the first words he had uttered since his arrival: "Oh, fuck!"

From the corner of my eye, I saw that Paula had also brought Duncan's cock and balls out from his trousers and was gobbling him. The older PC was cut and not quite as well endowed as his young colleague. It was still a tasty mouthful. I could endorse that as after a couple of minutes we changed partners. I was surprised at the amount of pre-cum that was oozing out of Duncan's bell-end. How sweet it tasted.

A couple of minutes later we swapped back again. As I wanked Frank's gorgeous weapon and fondled his heavy balls I felt a hand reaching up between my thighs from behind and fingers probed inside the lips of my labia. I let out a sigh as my clitoris was being massaged. At the same time I heard a loud grunt and felt a warm flow of fluid squirting on my back. I looked round and watched as Pete 1 milked the rest of his cum from his six inch cut cock.

Suddenly, Frank gasped: "Oh, god! I'm gonna cum!" I fisted his rampant horn with fast and furious strokes, squeezing his balls at the same time as a torrent of semen jetted from his phallus, hitting me full in the face. A second spurt hit my throat and neck and, thinking Paula would like some of it, I directed the next jet towards her. She got it all over her tits and some of it landed on Duncan's cock still being sucked.

As if on cue, Duncan's personal radio by his shoulder went off. He responded and was asked by HQ his location. Needless to say, he didn't give them his exact location or what he was doing (!!!), but responded saying the Woodlands area which was correct. The voice told him that there was a disturbance at a nearby pub and they were to attend. After sign off he exclaimed: " Fuck! And I'm so close!!"

Paula replied. "A few more seconds won't make any difference," then to me: "C'mon, gal - lets milk him dry!"

As Paula stroked him off I licked his balls, sucking each testicle gently into my mouth and rolling it around, lapping it with my my tongue. The whole procedure took about thirty seconds before he arched backwards and unleashed his jizz in three powerful jets over Paula's tits. I handed him some nearby wet wipes and a towel so he could wipe his cock before putting it back in it's proper place and with a "We'll be in touch" to the guys and a thank you to us with a quick: "Next time we'll make sure we're not on duty" they were gone.

Paula and I now had a chance to survey the horny scene surrounding us: a combined total of over sixty inches of hard throbbing gristle being massaged by the palms of ten lusty men. Yes, Pete 1 was obviously going for thirds!

Paula spoke. "Who would like to double fuck me? One up front, the other up back...and a third in my mouth. I fancy being spit roasted." Several hands went up. She chose Colin, Mick and Youssef.

Colin was instructed to lay on his back on the mattress, Paula squatted over him, facing him and, holding his cock upright, lowered her vagina on to it until he was balls deep inside her - and what huge balls they were! Now, laying on top of him, she asked Youssef to position himself astride Colin's legs. I lubed the entrance to Paula's anus and Youssef's seven inch slim cut prick and guided it until the tip edged its way inside Paula's arse hole.

"Gently does it, darling," she winced as Youssef slowly pushed forward until he was fully embedded inside her. The two guys started thrusting.

"Don't forget, boys. No cumming inside me!" Further comments were prohibited by little Mick's seven incher invading her throat. His balls rested on her chin. I was surrounded by the squelching noise of nine hands stroking nine hard cocks, plus the four-way tableau on the mattress beside me. I couldn't help thinking that when Mick who was knelt astride Colin's head, shot his load the referee might end up with a facial instead of Paula!

I decided it was my turn to give a helping hand to some of the horny young studs surrounding me. Now it was time to carry out another instruction given to me by Paula. On the floor at the head of the mattress was the glass tumbler almost full of the spilt semen provided through the gloryhole earlier. I dipped my fingers in and scooped out a generous glob of the mingled spunk and smeared it over the cocks of Marty and Pete 2. So pre-occupied by the display of debauchery provided by Paula and her three men, Marty and Pete 2 were unaware of what lube I was using on their cocks. "I so wanna fuck you," whispered my adopted-son.

"Not now," I told him, tightening my slippery grip on his pulsing eight inches.

"When then?" Marty asked.

Before I could answer, Pete 2 cried out: "Jesus Christ!" and emptied his balls on my tits. The sight of that was too much for Marty who with a "Oh, fuuuuuck!' jettisoned spurt after spurt of jizz mingling with Pete's on my breasts.

I can't help being amused by the use of the word Fuck, usually exclaimed in an extended way, at the moment of a male orgasm. This was yelled by Mick to pronounce his ejaculation. Paula hastily removed her mouth from his dick and finished him off with her hand. She was rewarded with the facial she wished for, though Colin in his close proximity to the spewing dick, was unable to avoid some of Mick's remnants on his own face.

Both Colin's and Youssef's ejaculations were very close now, no doubt assisted by the fact that they could each feel the other's hard dick rubbing against each other, either side of the thin membrane separating Paula's vagina from her anal passage. As both members withdrew, Paula quickly rolled off Colin and turned over on to her back. Her hands reached up and each cupped a set of balls as the guys tossed themselves off. A waterfall of spunk poured from Youssef's prick on to Paula's face as Colin's bull-sized testicles produced the second load of semen on her boobs. By now Paula was pretty well glazed with cum.

Now it was my Ginger delight's turn to reward me with his cream. He stood astride me masturbating frantically.

"Play with my balls!" he begged. As if I needed asking! I cupped the precious eggs in my palm and opened my mouth in readiness, about to break Paula's rules. His ample bush of red pubes glistened with his precum, his long amber coloured hair waving as he shook his head from side to side in his moment of wild abandon.

Freddie's first spurt hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it just in time to close my mouth and catch the second jet full in the face. The rest of his ejaculation landed over most of the top half of my body.

Paula hastened over to me and picked up the glass tumbler from beside me on the floor just by the edge of the mattress. She scooped as much sperm off my face and body as she could and transferred it by hand to the glass. She then repeated the process from her own body and face, adding it to the contents in the glass.

"Right boys." she said. "Time to finish the rest of you off. Who's next?"

Callum approached me. I knew what he would like.

"Would you like to fuck my tits?" I asked him.

"Yes, please!" he replied.

"That's a good idea!" said Paula. "Wanna give Auntie Paula a tit-fuck, Dane? It is Dane, isn't it?"

"Yes," came the reply.

Paula laid down on her back, beckoning Dane to kneel astride her.

I knelt down beside her in an upright position and asked Callum to stand astride me.

Thus one lad was to give a vertical tit-fuck, the other a horizontal one.

As Dane pushed his six inch cut cock, lubed from the contents of Paula's jar, up the cleavage of her ample breasts, I lubed Callum's cock. Both of us girls pressed our boobs together with our hands to give the two cocks a tighter passage. Two pairs of buttocks thrust backwards and forwards as two pairs of spunk-filled bollocks slapped against our bellies with each upward push.

We were joined by my dear husband Don and Pete 1, both of whom had been quietly stroking during the whole proceedings since the glory hole experience. Actually, Pete 1 had already cum twice that evening and his handsome six inch circumcised dick had remained hard throughout!

I suggested to Callum that he replace my hands with his on my breasts as he continued to fuck them. I now had both of mine to pleasure my husband with. More lube from the jar coated Don's steel hard prick and balls as I slowly jerked him off while fondling his balls. I would never tire of his thick seven inches throbbing in my hand every time I masturbated him. He didn't last long. Letting out his usual roar in orgasmic ecstasy, he fired off a barrage of pulsing spurts over my upper body and face, quickly followed by Callum's ejaculation, again a succession of creamy gushes.

Pete, having watched both orgasms, jacked off his own, emptying his balls with another impressive load. Dane gave a final thrust between Paula's mammaries and unleashed his load, which hit Paula under the chin several times, causing rivulets of sperm to trickle down to her navel.

Some of the guys were still hard and playing and Paula had one further trick up her sleeve. She asked the men to lay on their backs in a circle like the spokes in a wheel. Intriguing!

Holding the glass in her hand she stood in the circular space above their heads.

"Well, boys. You've enjoyed giving us girls the bukkake experience. Now it's our turn to give you yours." She tipped the glass and let some of it pour over each guy's head and face as she went round.

"Urgggggh!" was the main response, then from one of the victims: "What is this stuff?"

"Spunk," came the reply.

"What!!!" Whose spunk?"

"From all of you!"

To be continued......?