Hi, everyone again. So after the rip-roaring success of the first sex-story I ever wrote I decided to have a crack at an entirely new sex story...ish, this time based on my favourite buddy cop movie.
As such there will be mild spoilers for the film on which this work is loosely based and so I would suggest you watch that film first.
Also any disparaging remarks made about the Metropolitan Police Service are there for dramatic effect only and are not meant to be taken in a literal sense.
For everyone already familiar with the film, all participating characters in the following works are over 18.
That's it.
One step up the promotional ladder, two steps to the country.
Day -1
was led on the bed wearing just my pyjama bottoms. It was our anniversary and my wife Melanie had promised me a present I would not forget. The lights in the room were dimmed with candles creating a romantic ambience. Then there was me, expectantly waiting to get my gift, whatever it was.
"Happy anniversary, my love," Mel said as she re-entered the room, her long, straight, black hair shimmering in the candle light, her sizable delicious boobs peaking through the see-through babydoll, scanty lace knickers covering her snatch. In one hand she was holding what looked like a black towel.
"What's the towel for?" I asked. Mel looked in her hand, smiled then laughed.
"It's not a towel, lover. It's a blindfold," Mel explained as she walked towards the bed. "It's your present".
I shimmied up a bit as she approached the bed and then sat astride me. I grabbed her by the hips and moved so she was directly over my cock, my hands grabbing her arse as I buried my face between those amazing breasts.
"Ah-ah!" Mel exclaimed, moving back. "Not yet, dear," she remarked as she dangled the blindfold in front of me.
"Fine," I pouted like a schoolboy as I took the material from her and tied it round my head, covering my eyes so I couldn't see anything. "There, are you happy?" I questioned. For a minute Mel sat across my legs doing lord knows what. I assumed she was waving her hand in front of my face to check that I couldn't see, then her weight shifted off me, I was hoping she was removing her panties and then rejoining me on the bed. I felt weight at the foot of the bed and hoped it was Mel coming back to escalate things and she did, but not in the way I expected.
"WHOA!" I exclaimed as hands grabbed at the waistband of my pyjama bottoms and yanked them down my legs. True I had no use for them tonight but the aggressive nature of the move and the fact it pulled me further down the bed was surprising. The next thing I felt were lips around my cock and a mouth sliding up and down my rapidly hardening length. "Oh God, Mel! What an anniversary present!" I breathed as her tongue tantalised one of my balls before taking it in her mouth, her finger teasing my anus as she did so. This was set to be a fantastic night, then I felt weight shift on the bed again and two legs moving over my face, lowering a delicious pussy to my mouth.
"Mel?" I asked, confused as to what was going on.
"Yes, my love," came the voice from the person over my face as the mouth on my tool continued to engulf me down her throat.
"Who..." I began before I started to lick up and down Mel's gash as she hovered over my face, my mouth enjoying the texture of her lips as they brushed against mine, my tongue running over the textured skin before circling the nub, the hairs coming through on Mel's mound rubbing against my nose as I tasted her, my hand reaching up to grab those perky boobs of hers, all the while some unknown person gobbled down on my rod. This was ecstasy.
"Oh boy, this might be our best anniversary yet!" Mel moaned as she writhed against my mouth. Away from me I felt a small hand cup my balls as their lips worked up and down the shaft. It was hard to concentrate on licking Mel's slit as whoever was licking my tool was providing me with delights a-plenty. Mel removed my blindfold as I massaged her breasts, our eyes and smiles meeting. "Do you want to see your present?"
I nodded and Mel moved off me. I looked down and there, bouncing my dick against her lips with her tongue lolling out was Jenny, my wife's blonde best friend, her smaller paler frame in contrast to my brunette wife's dusky skin and curves, Jenny's shorter hair contrasting with Mel's long luscious locks as Mel moved down the bed and they held my cock between them they almost cause me to shoot my load there and then as they tongue kissed over the crown.
"Holy fuckballs! I wish it was my anniversary every day," I said as I watched their tongues twisted and met at my end, licking and tasting my pre-cum as they also enjoyed the taste of each other.
"You head up there. I'll take care of down here," insisted Mel as she bobbed her head up and down my solid, rigid rod. Jenny moved up to me, my hand reached for her pale, porcelain skin as her face moved ever nearer mine, our lips meeting as my hand moved towards her snatch, the feeling of her pubic hair, so different to Mel's stubbled mound. I moved my fingers over her clit, my hand remaining over it as I moved my fingers against her crease.
"Oh, that's nice," Jenny moaned as I kissed her neck whilst Mel's mouth was slurping away around my flesh-stick like a lollipop. I don't know what I'd done to earn this anniversary treat but whatever it was I'd be doing it next year too. I grabbed Jenny under the arms and yanked her up the bed so I could spend some time with those pert, little titties of hers and enjoy the feel of her nipple in my mouth whilst gazing at the occasional birthmark on her chest, my hand returning to her gash, sliding against her slit. Mel let my cock pop as it left her mouth and began to move up the bed, so her face was near mine and Jenny's, her dark brown eyes, almost black, spying myself and Jenny with a delirious Hunger. I beckoned her to me with my finger.
"I've got cock mouth," Mel replied.
"I don't fucking care," I replied, moving my hand behind her head and forcing her lips on mine, her tongue moving in me as mine moved in her, my hand moving down to her wonderful collosal tits, massinging the flesh as the nipples engorged between my fingers.
"Hey, don't forget about me," Jenny piped in.
"I'll never forget about you, babe," Mel replied before planting her lips against Jenny's, her hand moving through the blonde's hair as she mirrored my dominant move, their mouths open, their tongues moving against each other only inches away from my face, the two women moaning into each other as their bodies pressed against me. It was a miracle I managed to avoid cumming again as I watched them, but eventually there was a gap in their attention and they both looked at me.
"Shall we include him?" Mel asked her best friend.
"I think we should," Mel replied, turning to face me. "Same time?"
