Author's rubbish: This is Ford speaking, rather than "this is Phil speaking" from 'Love Action', one of the greatest electronic dance tracks of the 1980s. So as usual, much felicitation to Kenji Sato for his genius at turning my rubbish into readable text. In this chapter, our heroine gets to have her Saturday afternoon with Lenny - and who else? read on!
I got a bit of negative comment for my last chapter, but unhelpfully no reasons as to why they didn't like it. Putting "getting gross" doesn't tell me much. By all means tell me I'm writing garbage, but it would help me to get better if you tell me why it's rubbish!
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Annabelle 07
I went back to the bedroom as soon as Jenny left. When we remade the bed in the middle of the night, I had had the sense to put a thick mattress protector on, so all I had to do was remove it and the sheet. The sheet was extremely damp and smelt wonderfully saturated of our combined excretions.
Once the bed was remade, I collapsed onto it, and knew nothing until Nick gently shook me.
"Wake up, princess. Your prince charming is bringing your slippers."
"Oh shit," I mumbled groggily, "I need to sleep!"
I turned on my side, to try to get back to sleep.
Nick laughed, and gently rolled me back onto my back. "You can't let the boy down," he said, laughing and squeezing my left tit. "He's been looking forward to this all week." His hand lay across my cunt, and his middle finger slipped easily inside.
"Oh that's nice!" I said quietly, "Fuck me, please."
"You said earlier in the week, you wanted me to fuck you just before Lenny arrives, so that you give him a really fresh creampie." And with that, his hand moved away.
"Oh, you bastard!" I moaned, but struggled to my feet.
"Oh hell, you look a state," he laughed. "Look at yourself in the mirror."
I did, and had to agree. My hair was spiky, sticking up all over the place, as Jenny's cum had dried in it. My nipples were red from Jenny's attention. Most ridiculous was my fanny--all the hair was matted down, and was crusty when I tried to run my fingers through it. My cunt lips were really swollen and open.
The most noticeable thing, though, was the smell. I could smell myself, and I reeked of woman-cum. Any part of my body I could bring my nose to, wafted cunt juice into my nostrils.
"I'll turn the shower on," Nick said.
"No way," I said. "I'm staying like this for Lenny. It'll turn him on like shit--just like it's doing to you." I took hold of his full erection in his trousers and squeezed.
"Oh yes," he groaned, and then pulled away. "Food, madam," he said, and lightly smacked my arse to encourage me to move out. He and I knew smacking was a turn-on for me.
Halfway down the stairs, I began to smell something more than my body. "Have you been cooking?"
"A take-away," he said. "I guessed you will have had nothing to eat since last night--that wasn't wet and hairy!"
I laughed, and suddenly realised I was very hungry.
On the table was my favourite pizza--double pepperoni and spicy beef--and cheese garlic bread. When you hear that, you'll understand why I am podgy rather than sleek. And I know many of my friends are now vegetarian or vegan, but I can't do it. I like bacon too much.
"You still happy with me staying and joining in a bit later?" Nick said, after a while.
"Yes, of course," I said firmly.
"What do you think Lenny will think?"
"I said you might join us at some point, and he didn't say no. It's just a bit sooner than he probably thought." I chewed a bit of pizza, then asked, "Will you suck him, if you get the chance?"
Nick had always been a bit of a cocksucker. He had been reluctant to tell me at first, but it came out when we were having a threesome at a party. We were all very pissed and while Nick and I were in a sixty-nine with me on top, the other guy put his cock in me from behind. At that very moment, Nick licked and caught the cock. Both of them froze, and then without speaking, Nick opened his mouth and in it went. The bloke really enjoyed what Nick did, and had to stop himself from cumming in Nick's mouth.
Nick had learnt to enjoy cocksucking from a mate at school who was openly gay. One day after they had both turned eighteen, they'd been pissed and his mate had introduced a half-willing Nick to oral love. As Nick said to me later, only a guy can truly suck cock, just like a woman can only truly eat pussy.
"So you want me to stop then?" At that moment, I had my mouth wrapped hard round his shaft. "Oh, fucking hell no," he groaned. "Yes, I will, if I the chance," Nick said. "From what you've described, he's got a gorgeous monster there."
"What if he doesn't like it?" I asked.
"Then I'll stop straight away, and leave you to it."
"You're gorgeous, you know that?" I said, smiling lovingly at him. Then I glanced at the clock. "Time to go and make some creampie."
The door bell rang smack on two o'clock.
I was standing behind the door when the bell rang, and opened it just a crack. "Is that you, Lenny?" I asked, quietly.
"Yes, Mrs. Andrews," came back, just as quietly.
I stood behind the door and pulled it back. He came in quickly, and I closed it as quickly. He turned towards me, his mouth opening to say something, but nothing came out. I suppose when you're a very randy eighteen-year-old, and a mature woman, who had invited you to fuck that afternoon, was standing in front of you, bollock naked with cum running down her thighs, you would be a bit tongue-tied.
"Thanks for being on time," I said, as if he had come for a tutorial. He opened his mouth again, but still couldn't engage his brain to form any words. To try to encourage something, I dug a finger deep in my cunt. It came out smeared in white and my cum. I put it to his mouth and he took it in, sucking it greedily.
