Vignette 1

MMFF

by Bi Guy


I once knew a writer in London whose wife was a prostitute.  She didn't have to be a working girl, although perhaps she started to do it a long time ago when they were struggling.  No, they were prosperous, and she did it for fun.  She had only very young men, from eighteen to about twenty-two, as clients, and she charged them well below the going rate, especially for such a classy and attractive woman.

Her husband, Nat, adored her and found Sheena's sex games an enormous turn-on.  He had built a two-way mirror into their bedroom so that he could watch Sheena with her clients on the king-size bed.  This was both for his own pleasure and was a precaution in case a client gave trouble, which was rare.

During the day and evening, Sheena would have a succession of shy and clumsy young men, some of them there for their first-ever fuck, and she would joyfully take them in hand and get them to show their best.

Nat and Sheena let a few of their closest friends into the secret, and I shared his viewing room on many occasions.  A visit to Nat and Sheena would be punctuated by phone calls, followed by visits from clients meeting their appointments.  When the doorbell rang, Nat and I would creep into the darkened viewing room, while Sheena would let the boy into the apartment, unaware that anyone else was there.

One evening I was spending the evening with them and Wendy, a girl-friend of Sheena's.  When a client arrived, Wendy, Nat and I slipped out and watched Sheena bring a handsome young man into her sumptuous bedroom.  He was very shy, and when Sheena undressed him he couldn't get an erection.  He had a huge prick, though, and with his splendidly smooth, slim and rather effeminate body I rather fancied him myself.  I could tell that Wendy did, by the way she gasped when his briefs were taken off and his heavy prick swung loose.

Sheena was the right one to deal with a dangling cock, and she was soon taking it in her mouth, playing around the tip with her tongue and slipping it in and out, moistening it thoroughly with her saliva.  At the same time, she encouraged the boy to play with her large tits.  He was a bit rough, and I could see her wince occasionally and signal him to be more gentle.  Together they got a rhythm going, and I could see she was starting to get great pleasure from the massaging of her breasts.  The young man's cock became firm, and she moved him into a sitting position and knelt over him, making him suck her left nipple while she continued to wank him.

Meanwhile, in the darkened room, we were all becoming worked up.  Nat and I both had our pricks out, and Wendy had slipped down her slacks and had her hands inside her panties.  I touched her cunt and she took my cock, and we wanked each other as we watched.

Sheena now lay the boy back on the bed, positioning the two of them so that her ass was towards us for our benefit, and slipped down on to his cock so that we saw it go into her cunt.  I could tell that she was so excited that she was already having an orgasm as she thrust up and down with an irregular and trembling movement.  Her arsehole muscles twitched as she moved.

Sheena's tits swung over the young man's chest and he held and stroked them, then he closed his eyes as his cock contracted rhythmically.  A stream of cum dribbled out of Sheena's quim.

At that moment, Wendy and I stopped watching, because we stripped off, and I entered her cunt from behind as she knelt on the spare bed.  We moved rapidly, both of us avid for orgasm.  We didn't see Sheena come in; she had let the boy out, and as I pumped my come into Wendy's hole, Nat and Sheena were fucking next to us as if they hadn't had it for years.

Some months later, Wendy told me that the boy, whose name was David, had been to see Sheena several times since that evening.  Then Sheena had invited David for a foursome with Nat and Wendy, which they had all enjoyed very much.

Wendy said that Sheena would like to have another foursome with Wendy and me, for Nat to watch.  Sheena's main love was for young men, so she didn't often screw with older men, apart from Nat, of course, but I had fucked her on a few occasions.

On the night, David arrived about six o'clock.  We had a few drinks, and then we were about to go to the bedroom when the phone rang.  A boy wanted a trick with Sheena.  She said "Come on up", so when he arrived shortly afterwards, Nat, Wendy and I went into the viewing room and watched Sheena fuck with the boy.  Now David could see how he had been watched before, and he was highly amused.

Afterwards, we left Nat in his room, and came into the bedroom where Sheena was lying on the bed, her legs wide apart and her cunt open.  We each took it in turn to suck Sheena's hole, while she sucked us.  I fondled Sheena's fleshy cunt lips with my lips and tongue, darting my tongue into her quim to taste the tangy cream where a hot prick had been a short while before.  In turn, she ran her tongue around the rim of my cock and sucked it gently but firmly so that it jumped in her mouth.

Meanwhile, David and Wendy were doing the same to each other.  David's cock was so big that Wendy had to open her mouth really wide to take it in.

When we were very aroused, we changed partners and I entered Wendy while Sheena took David into her cunt.  I rode Wendy excitedly, and was close to coming when Sheena suggested changing partners again.  David entered Wendy from behind, and Sheena straddled me, her big tits dangling on my chest.  My cock pumping into her cunt was clearly visible to Nat, as I came in floods of spunk.  At the same time, David pulled out as he came, spraying come all over Wendy's ass and back.  Some of it missed her, landing on Sheena's tits and shoulder.  She raised her breast and licked it off.

Now it was Nat's turn.  He came into the room, naked, with his prick erect, and plunged it into Sheena's cunt, fucking her vigorously while Wendy gently kissed his ass and caressed it with her finger.  Soon Sheena's cunt was filled with warm come for the third time.  Then we rested and slept together, happy and satisfied, promising more pleasure for the morning before we went our separate ways.

