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My friend Claire had been married to her husband Paul for seven years. I thought she was very pretty; 5’2, short blonde hair, blue eyes, solidly built without being overweight, with C cup boobs, gorgeous legs and a shaved pussy. For some time, she’d been telling me that a normal sex life between her and Paul had ended. Any sex that did take place had become a little risqué and rarely in the bedroom. Not for one instant did she suggest that they didn’t love each other, she merely wished that he’d touch her more. Her latest tales however, shocked me a little but at the same time, turned me on. I’d go round for a coffee, she’d tell me of her latest escapade and I’d end up naked and masturbating for hours. Her life changed when Paul invited his four friends around to watch the Rugby on TV. She ended up having all four of them cumming inside her pussy with Paul controlling what went on. Whilst she knew she’d been used as a sexual toy, she also felt sexier than she ever had and loved the experience. This occurred on four of the following Saturdays too, the only difference being that Paul’s friends would be allowed an allotted time with her as she was naked in bed and being videoed for the others to watch. Added to having sex with his four mates, after three had gone home on the second weekend, and Steve’s wife had arrived to pick up her husband, Claire ended by having sex with her too, beginning her exploration into bisexuality. She was rarely shocked by anything that happened to her sexually but as things developed between her and Paul’s friends, seeing him and Steve have sex definitely floored her. As that period of time went by, before Paul left for work each day he’d select clothes for Claire to wear. Eventually, when he knew she’d be at home, he’d suggest she stay naked and not dress for any reason. However, if they went out with friends or for meals or cinema, he’d ask her to wear outfits that were more and more revealing and she’d enjoy the looks that she’d get from onlookers. Most days, she would wake up and masturbate before she did anything else, not caring that she was being used sexually. She knew she must have liked it because she was continually turned on. She had read the note left on Paul’s pillow telling her to stay naked. As normal she’d masturbated before she decided to go downstairs. It was a gorgeous spring day in northern England. Claire thought that it was a good opportunity for her to get outside and do some gardening but first, she needed breakfast and a shower. As she moved around the kitchen, naked as Paul had suggested, she heard the back gate being opened and smiled, realising that it was the window cleaner and that he was going to see her naked. Sure enough, a few seconds later a man appeared at the window, his eyes almost popping out when he saw her. Claire made no attempt to cover up, simply smiling and moving to allow him an unobstructed view of her body. After a few seconds, she blew him a kiss, picked up her bowl of cereal and cup of coffee and went into the living room conservatory. She passed through Escort Acıbadem the living room and through a glass door into the warm conservatory, heated by the morning sun. She sat down on the two-seater sofa, immediately able to watch the window cleaner doing his work. He looked as though he was in his late twenties, six foot tall with short dark hair and blue eyes. It was shaping up to be a warm day, so he was wearing very tight and short shorts, a vest style shirt and sweat top tied around his waist, all of which helped show off his muscular tanned body. It wasn’t long before he noticed her sat in the conservatory, smiling as he glanced over at Claire every few seconds. Quickly she finished her cereal and put the bowl on the table to her left. She wondered how far she wanted to push the situation, after all it was Thursday and she’d not had sex since the weekend. Why shouldn’t she have it with other guys, given that Paul was allowing his mates to fuck her? Subconsciously she’d already made up her mind, making sure she had the window cleaner’s attention, adjusting her position, opening her legs wide and letting her fingers slide in and out of her very wet pussy. He’d soon done all of the other windows and had moved to do the conservatory windows, the bulge in his shorts impossible not to notice, obviously extremely turned on by what he was watching. Claire continued to tease herself, raising her left leg so she could slide her fingers in and out of her pussy, using her left hand and the fingers of her right hand to work her clit. She was on auto-pilot, being beyond the point of no return and desperate to cum. Not once did she take her eyes off him as his work-rate slowed to a point where he’d stopped. Claire’s body began to writhe, hips bucking faster and with growing desperation, as her pussy throbbed harder and harder, until suddenly she gasped and thrust her hips off the sofa. A few seconds later she was cumming and screaming with pleasure. Finally she started to relax and open her eyes, feeling satisfied as her juices dribbled from her pussy and she sucked on her cum soaked fingers. By the time Claire had sat upright the window cleaner had stopped working. Once again she blew him a kiss and then stood up and turned to unlock the door. No more of an invitation was needed. As she took a few steps back into the conservatory, he moved from where he’d been watching her to the door. He opened it, trying to act cool, she thought, but as soon as he’d entered the room he kicked off his trainers, undid his short and let them drop to the floor. Claire took a moment to look at him, in particular his fully erect cock that stood proudly, twitching and oozing pre-cum steadily. It was by no means huge but most definitely thick looking. As she took a step forward he kicked away his shorts and moved towards her. He put his hands around her waist, lifting her off her feet, and without hesitation she wrapped her legs and arms around him. No words were spoken; he calmly carried her and then sat down on Kaynarca escort the edge of the sofa. With a little desperation Claire pulled his top up and over his head, to leave him naked. Before she had chance to kiss him, once more he lifted her, and this time guided her open pussy onto his cock. She felt it slide effortlessly inside her as she was lowered back down onto his thighs. He pushed her body backwards so she was lying on his thighs and immediately started to caress her breasts and tease her nipples. They were already hard and sensitive. She moaned as he pulled and pinched harder, encouraged by her response. All the time, her pussy was throbbing hard on his shaft as she tried to move on him but she became increasingly frustrated when she couldn’t. Claire began to moan louder as her nipples were teased more; almost feeling as though they’d be ripped from her body as he pulled on them. The window cleaner grinned as he looked at her and with the fingers of his right hand, began teasing her clit. She was already on edge, sensitised from her earlier orgasm and within seconds of him teasing her, her body tensed violently an instant before cumming. Quickly he took hold of her waist and began moving her on and off his cock, Claire’s pussy still throbbing hard, wanting more from him. Gradually he was moving her faster and faster until he decided they needed to change position. With him still inside her, he stood up, lifting her with no effort, and then kneeling on the floor before lying on top of her. He gave himself a few seconds and then began to move. Long slow, deliberate movements at first but then quickening gradually as she put her feet on the floor to help her push up and down, both filling with lust as their desperation intensified. Suddenly, from the living room, the phone began to ring. Claire froze for an instant but there was no stopping him now as he thrust his cock into her like a well-oiled piston. He was starting to grunt as he pounded hard. Just as Claire was about to cum again he thrust powerfully into her and began to cum, spurt after spurt filling her pussy until he slumped on top of her. No words were spoken by either of them, both merely smiling as he pulled away from her. Claire lay motionless as she watched him stand up calmly and pick up his clothes and put them on. She could feel cum oozing from her still throbbing pussy and was a little frustrated that she’d not climaxed again. He turned to look down as her as he prepared to leave and smiled as he saw her fingers begin to stroke her clit. She was alone again and masturbating. It was as though since she’d been used by Paul to entertain his friends, her sexual desires were never ending. Quickly, as she teased, she’d got to the point where she would cum at any moment but she was stopped in her tracks by the sound of the phone ringing again. Still breathing heavily, she rolled and got to her knees, stumbled to her feet and staggered into the living room to answer the phone. She wasn’t surprised to hear Paul’s voice. Aydınlı escort bayan “Hi, Claire, you’re out of breath, what have you been up to?” She giggled. “I’ve just had sex with the window cleaner but was having to satisfy myself because I wanted more.” “You’re such a slag, Claire, but that’s made me so hard. If Katie wasn’t in here I’d be stroking my cock as you’re touching yourself.” “Katie is very pretty Paul, you’re so lucky to have her as a secretary. I was so turned on when she saw me naked last week.” Paul had told Claire to stay naked the previous Tuesday and he sent Katie to pick up some papers that he’d left at home. Although nothing other than a friendly kiss had happened, it was obvious both of them were equally as turned on by the situation. “Why don’t you tell her that I’m naked and stroking my clit?” She never expected him to tell her, so was very shocked when she heard him telling her, then even more excited and turned on when Paul said he was putting the phone onto the speaker. “So you’re naked again, Claire?” Katie asked. “Yes and I’m teasing my clit. And now I know you’re listening, I’m wishing it was you touching me.” Claire heard a movement and assumed Katie was changing position but what actually happened, she found out later, was that she’d stood up, kicked off her shoes, taken off her tights and thong and then sat down on the corner of Paul’s desk. “Take your cock out, Paul, and start stroking; I think Katie will love watching you do it.” Again Claire heard rustling, her own excitement building steadily, breathing harder and moaning as she talked. “He’s pulled down his trousers and undies, Claire. Oh my god he’s stroking it and looking at me.” “Are you turned on and wet, Katie?” Claire asked. “You know I am, Claire. I just wish I could see you naked again.” There was a pause before Katie continued, “I’d not just look if I saw you naked again.” “Why don’t you think about me touching you?” Claire said. Once again, the sound of movement came through the phone line, followed an instant later by Paul exclaiming, “Oh my god, Claire, she’s taken off her skirt. So fucking gorgeous!” All you could hear after that were the sounds of the three of them masturbating, moaning more and more, and becoming more desperate with every second. Claire’s desires had been heightened way before the phone call, so it was no surprise when she was the first to reach climax, squirting her juices onto the floor. As she relaxed, listening to what was going on at the other end of the phone, she let her fingers gently tease around her pussy. “I’m ready to cum, Claire,” Paul moaned. “Squirt on Katie’s pussy darling.” Claire giggled. “Oh my god that will make me cum too.” Katie gasped. Again, there were sounds of movement, followed by more moans of desperation and then of Paul grunting as he began to cum. An instant later Katie was cumming too and then telling Claire how she was massaging his cum into her pussy. For a brief moment Claire wondered if Paul had fucked Katie before, but guessed his reaction to seeing her bottomless was too genuine for that not to have been the first time he’d seen her. “Why did you ring, Paul?” He laughed in response, saying he’d almost forgotten, then told her that he’d been offered a promotion and that two of the senior partners would be coming to tea that evening for a meal.
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