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It would please me	By : francklyscarlett Category: 1 through F > As Time Goes By Views: 3274 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jean looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, pleased that Lionel had picked
out the perfect outfit. The jacket neckline was deep, but elegant and
sensual; she turned and hugged Lionel.

�Perfect. As always�, she said caressing his crotch. �Tell me, do
you think there�s time for a drink before we meet Nigel?�

�Yes, of course, what would you like? Wine or gin and tonic?�

Instead of saying anything, Jean sat on the edge of the bed and spread her
legs; she stroked the folds of her pussy and brought her wet fingers to
Lionel�s lips. �I thought you�d like a sip of me.�

Lionel moaned and knelt before her, burying his face between her legs, rubbing
his face in her wetness, kissing and sucking every inch of her beautiful
flesh. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed as Lionel kissed
her thighs and sucked her soft, plump mons, making
her push against him, pump against him when he sucked her clit and fingered her
pussy. Jean�s eyes flew open at the pressure of Lionel�s lips and teeth
nipping her sensitive labia; she looked into the mirror and saw Sandy standing
in the hallway, her mouth open as she watched Lionel eating Jean�s cunt; she saw
Sandy lean against the doorjamb and raise the hem of her skirt to thrust her
right hand beneath her tights to finger her clit.

The excitement of being watched and watching made Jean moan louder and push
harder against Lionel�s face. Lionel slid his tongue between Jean�s labia
and used his nose to rub her clit.

�Oh yes, Lionel, oh yes, suck harder, harder, mmm yessss.�

Through half open eyes Jean watched Sandy
finger herself as Lionel ate her pussy; she pulled his head closer and thrust
her cunt against his face as she came, moans coming from deep inside as her
climax built and released itself. When she opened her eyes, Lionel was
resting his head on her thighs and his face was shiny and slick. In the
mirror Jean saw Sandy still standing against the
doorjamb; she turned and their eyes met. With a sly grin on her face, Sandy
withdrew her fingers from her cunt and licked them then turned and sauntered
out of Jean�s view.

�I love how you cum,� Lionel said to her. He took his handkerchief and
gently dried Jean, wiping the wetness that ran back to her bum and down her
thighs, then he wiped his face.

In less than 15 minutes they were leaving the house and heard Sandy
call from the top floor, �Have a great evening.�

�


The walk from the car to the restaurant was less than a minute but the cool
night air drifted up Jean�s skirt and breezed across her shaven fanny; she
shivered at the sensation and her nipples hardened. She reached for
Lionel�s hand; he glanced at her and saw her nipples standing firm and he
smiled. Nigel, too, saw the evidence of Jean�s arousal. I�d love
to suck on those, he thought; Lionel�s
a lucky bastard.

Lionel, Jean and Nigel were seated at a square table in the smaller, side
dining room; Lionel and Nigel sat opposite each other with Jean between
them. Seated as they were, Nigel enjoyed the view of Jean�s d�colletage
and the diamond pendant that moved as she spoke; he could have sworn that once
or twice her bare foot caressed his ankle.

Dinner was delicious and they had shared two bottles of wine now they were
enjoying a brandy after dinner. Jean crossed her legs and could feel her
wetness all along her thighs. I wish Lionel would get on his knees and
eat me. Listening to the sound of his voice as he and Nigel talked
about something or other, Jean lapsed into a lovely fantasy of the entire
restaurant watching Lionel kneel on the floor eating her sopping wet pussy; she
lay on the table, unbuttoned her jacket and freed her breasts from the confines
of the corset and spread her legs wide so everyone could see. Lionel
fingered her and stroked her g-spot while he licked and sucked her clit; Nigel sucked her tits, and everyone in the restaurant
watched. By the time her orgasm was making her shudder and moan, each
man�s cock was out; some were fisting themselves and some lucky ones were being
sucked and liked and others were being fucked by their companions as they
cheered her on to a gigantic orgasm that rocked her and Lionel.

Nigel raised his glass. �Your health. Lionel, Jean thank you.
It�s been a wonderful evening. Jean, you look smashing.�

�Thank you Nigel. How nice of you to say.�

�You�re a lucky man Lionel.�

�Indeed I am.� He smiled proprietarily and clasped Jean�s hand in his.

�Tell me, how are the wedding plans coming along?�,
Nigel asked.

�We�ve turned the planning over to Alistair who�s handling absolutely
everything. All Lionel and I need to do is turn up on the day and say the
words.�

�That�s all right then.�

�Actually, Nigel, Alistair and I are working on an engagement present for Jean
and ��

�I take it, it�s not a surprise engagement present�, Nigel joked.

�No, not a surprise. Well, perhaps I�ll let Jean tell you�, he said,
squeezing her hand.

Jean turned to face Nigel and took his hand between hers and spoke so softly he
had to tilt his head to hear her. �Nigel, we�d like to invite you to a
very intimate gather that Alistair is hosting for us on Saturday
evening.� Nigel�s gaze lingered on Jean�s breasts and he longed to touch
them; his cock, which had been semi-hard just from sitting next to her,
stiffened and swelled until the napkin in his lap became a tent.

He couldn�t take his eyes off her breasts, mesmerized at the soft flesh that
rose and fell with every breath she took . Christ
I want to touch her tits.   �I�d love to attend the party�, he
said.

She stroked her fingers along the swell of her breasts. �It�s not quite a
party. It will be just four of us. Lionel, Alistair, you, and me.�

�Lionel, Alistair, you and me?�

�Yes. It�s my engagement present. Lionel and Alistair want to give
me my fantasy as an engagement present.�

�Your fantasy?� he asked. He felt like an idiot parroting her words but
he needed Jean to be absolutely clear.

�Umm hmm�, she leaned closer and he held his breath. �I want three men at
once.�

�Three?� He lips curved in a slight smile.

�Yes. One in my mouth and one in my pussy and one in my bum. All
three at the same time. I � we � all of us � would like you to be the one
to help make this fantasy real.�

Nigel leaned in closer, his lips only inches from hers. �Three
cocks. One coming in your mouth, one coming in your arse and one coming
in your pussy. Have I got it right?� Jean nodded her assent and
Nigel moved their hands to his lap and let Jean discover the growing bulge
beneath his napkin. He held her eyes with his as she toyed with him.

�Yes�, he answered. �Do you feel how hard I�m getting? I�m imagining
how it will feel to have my cock deep inside you, sliding into the wet velvet
vise of your cunt and filling you up.�

Jean just nodded and a low, guttural moan sounded in the back of her
throat. Nigel smiled and Lionel knew he�d accepted.

�Until Saturday when you shall have your fantasy.� He put her hands on
her lap. �If you touch me any more, I�ll take you right here in full view
of everyone.�

�That wouldn�t be such a bad thing, would it?� she teased. �But I see your
point.�   She leaned back in her chair and sipped her brandy.

�Lionel, love, Nigel�s said yes.�

�Good�, Lionel said as Jean leaned back in her chair. He motioned the
waiter for the bill. A small bit of jealousy tugged at him but he knew
that Jean�s fantasy was just a fantasy and that she loved him and was going to
marry him in just a few weeks.

�


Nigel closed the car door and leaned in to Jean�s window. �Good night,
Lionel, Good night, Jean.�, he said. �I
can�t wait to have my cock deep inside your cunt,� he said as he reached
beneath her jacket and tweaked her nipples, �while I suck these luscious
tits.� Unwillingly, he released her breasts and removed his hand from her
clothes. �Until Saturday.�

�Until Saturday�, Jean said.

�You�re a lucky bastard Lionel�.

�Yes. I know�, he said smugly.
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