An Encounter

[PrinessAnna]

An Encounter
Sunday 17 December 2023
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I think the guys already clocked I wasn't wearing panties under my short skirt, but if they hadn't I left them in no doubt as I climbed into Ray's Audi. Mike was holding the door open for me and I clambered onto the back seat on my hands and knees I made sure they both got a good view of my pussy. When I turned to sit I saw their faces. Their eyes were wide and I swear Mike was almost about to drool, which was exactly the response I'd wanted!

I'd known Ray vaguely as an acquaintance of my dad's; I think they did some business together way back and he occasionally appeared with his wife at neighbourhood parties. He was an ex rugby player and he still had the build of a sporty guy even though at 54 he'd porked out a bit. Mike, on the other hand, could never be accused of being athletic. He was a building contractor, 48 and divorced, with the body of someone who'd lived on beer and kebabs for most of his adult life.

I joined them in the pub using the excuse that I wanted to avoid being bothered by men I didn't know and just have a quiet drink. We made small talk and they insisted on buying me several vodkas until, when the bell rang for last orders, Ray said my house was on his way home and would I like a lift back.

I'd caught them both taking surreptitious peaks at my legs and down my shirt while we were chatting so I knew there was at least some interest there, and I replied saying it was a shame the evening had to end so suddenly. "Yeah, it's been a nice night," Ray said, "but what with the stupid-ass licensing laws and my missus waiting at home to moan at me for staying out too late, it's gotta come to an end unfortunately."

My heart sort of sank when he said that. In my experience guys usually refer to their wives in situations like this as a way of signalling their unavailability. There was a sort of a pregnant pause while we all finished our drinks and then Mike suddenly chirped up, "What the hell, it's only once in a while we get together like this Ray. I've got a really good bottle of scotch a client gave me back at my flat. How about we go there first for a night cap? You can tell Maggie we were discussing business."

"Well I don't know" Ray said, "It's Monday tomorrow and I have to be up early. And," he added looking at me, "Anna needs to get home to her beauty sleep. I'm sure she doesn't want to be up half the night drinking whisky with us."

Well I saw my opportunity and didn't let it pass. As innocently as I could I said, "You're not old drunks, you're really nice gentlemen who've made this a lovely evening. I'd love a night cap if that's ok. Plus," I added winking at Mike, "Being just a poor student I can't pass up the chance to try some good scotch!"

There was a bit more to-and-fro between them but at last Ray agreed to stop off "just for one small drink"; which is how I ended up clambering into Ray's Audi flashing my cunt to a pair of more-or-less strangers.

I was pleased when Mike got into the back seat with me instead of sitting up front with Ray. The Audi wasn't big, and I felt a definite thrill as Mike's body pressed close to mine. "Sorry," he said, a little more drunk now the fresh air had hit him, "bit of a tight squeeze in here."

"It's cozy," I said leaning against him and waiting to see what he would do. I felt him tense a little and he answered laughing that I was lucky to be sitting with a guy like him who was built for comfort. I snuggled closer and laughed, "A big cushion is much nicer it makes the ride more comfy."

I could tell he'd taken my hint as his arm slipped around my shoulders and pulled me closer. I let my hand make small circles over Mike's big stomach. Gratifyingly I felt his big hand slip into my shirt and begin stroking my skin as Ray clearly embarrassed by what he could see in the rear-view mirror, said "Well I hope you too are comfortable back there."

"Just shut up and drive" joked Mike as his fingers found my braless tits and began toying with an already hard nipple, "Anna's just feeling sleepy and is using me as a pillow."

As his fingers pinched and pulled on my nipple I felt myself getting wet and turned my face up to kiss him. I loved the way his thick beard tickled my face and he grunted into my mouth as my hand slipped down to his lap and squeezed the bulge in his pants.

By the time we got to Mike's apartment block I was curled round on the back seat with Mike's thick stubby cock in my mouth and his hand groping my ass. Ray sat silent for a moment then cleared his throat loudly and said, "If you two want to be alone I can skip the whisky."

I think Mike was happy with this idea but I made it clear it was not what I had in mind. Letting his cock flop out of my mouth I said meaningfully, "Awww, I want my night cap and it wouldn't be the same without you Ray."

He was flustered and sounded almost alarmed when he said "Anna, I think maybe you've had too much to drink already. Are you sure you wouldn't rather I just drive you home?"

I looked up into Ray's face as I continued to play with Mike's cock, "Ray, I'm a big girl and no-one's forcing me to do anything I don;t want to do. How about we all go up to Mike's and party a little?"

I think it was only then it dawned on them what I was proposing. I could tell by the way Mike slipped his fingers down to my pussy and started worming his way between my lips that the idea turned him on. But Ray clearly wanted persuading.

"Anna, I know your dad, I feel a little responsible. You're clearly a bit drunk. Think how you're going to feel tomorrow if you go on like you're doing."

I looked up at him sternly as I replied, "I'm going to be feeling a whole lot worse if I don't get fucked by you both tonight."

Ray was stupefied, but Mike who I think was worried he might talk me out it, said urgently, "Ray, come on man, she's not a kid, she knows what she wants and she's clearly fucking up for it." He slapped my ass hard for effect and I almost came then and there.

Finally Ray agreed he'd come up just for a drink. He kept referring to his wife waiting at home, but by this time I felt he was trying to talk himself out of something he was finding hard to resist.

Up in the flat Mike poured us all whiskies and after some cajoling from his mate Ray joined us on the couch. The two guys soon had me naked and I was in heaven with four hands groping me. Ray was a really good kisser and had his tongue down my throat as Mike burrowed between my thighs, his beard rasping my sensitive skin and his tongue lapping my clit to drive me to my first orgasm of the night.

At first when I tried to get at Ray's cock he pushed my hand away, saying he couldn't, that he was a married man, that there was only so far he was prepared to go.

"Will you just shut the fuck up about your shrew-wife!" Mike grunted from between my thighs. "The girl you man! How many chances you think we're gonna get to bang a girl like this at our time of life?"

Whether it was the whisky or his friend's logic, Ray let me pull his surprisingly big cock out of his trousers and begin sucking on it, slurping hungrily on the shaft and drooling on his hairy balls. He soon lost his inhibitions and his hand was in my hair guiding me as Mike knelt between my legs and without much ceremony stuffed his stumpy cock into my cunt.

I was close to cumming a second time when I felt Mike shudder and slam his cock hard up inside me as his thick old-man cum spurted into my pussy. He stayed there for a while moaning his gratitude, saying how special I was and how he hadn't felt so good for years.

I slipped off of Mike's wilting cock, his cum dribbling from my pussy and clambered up Ray's body, straddling him. He opened his mouth - I feared it was to protest again - but I put my hand over it to silence him as I lowered myself onto his cock.

I remember fleetingly thinking that his wife was a lucky bitch to have what I reckoned must be close to eight inches of thick veined cock to pleasure her. But such thoughts were driven from my mind as his thrust hit me deep and I started to cum loudly.

I stayed quite still, impaled on his throbbing shaft and enjoying the feeling of my cunt spasming around it. Ray's face was a portrait of pleasure and he muttered something about feeling like a young man again as he held me by the waist and began bouncing me on him.

I was wailing loudly as Ray's cock was hitting really deep and hard and Mike was up and standing behind me with his hands mashing my tits as I got fucked. He was shouting encouragement to Ray telling him to fuck me like a slut and I was shaking uncontrollably as orgasm after orgasm ripped through me.

When it was over I slid off him and lay on the floor feeling the cum of two men bubbling in me and dribbling out down my inner thighs. It was weird, the two old men suddenly became embarrassed and overly concerned that I was ok - which I assured them I was, very very ok. And I would have tried for a second round but the spell was broken. Ray said he really had to go and he would drive me home and Mike was full of gratitude and concern that I really was ok.

In the car on the way to my house Ray begged that I wouldn't tell anyone about what he'd done and I assured him no-one would ever hear it from me. I kissed him sweetly before I clambered out of the car and let myself into the sleeping house, certain that I would have sweet dreams in what was left of the night.

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[janto]

sounds a goid evening

 

[SussexGuy47]

An Encounter
Sunday 17 December 2023
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I think the guys already clocked I wasn't wearing panties under my short skirt, but if they hadn't I left them in no doubt as I climbed into Ray's Audi. Mike was holding the door open for me and I clambered onto the back seat on my hands and knees I made sure they both got a good view of my pussy. When I turned to sit I saw their faces. Their eyes were wide and I swear Mike was almost about to drool, which was exactly the response I'd wanted!

I'd known Ray vaguely as an acquaintance of my dad's; I think they did some business together way back and he occasionally appeared with his wife at neighbourhood parties. He was an ex rugby player and he still had the build of a sporty guy even though at 54 he'd porked out a bit. Mike, on the other hand, could never be accused of being athletic. He was a building contractor, 48 and divorced, with the body of someone who'd lived on beer and kebabs for most of his adult life.

I joined them in the pub using the excuse that I wanted to avoid being bothered by men I didn't know and just have a quiet drink. We made small talk and they insisted on buying me several vodkas until, when the bell rang for last orders, Ray said my house was on his way home and would I like a lift back.

I'd caught them both taking surreptitious peaks at my legs and down my shirt while we were chatting so I knew there was at least some interest there, and I replied saying it was a shame the evening had to end so suddenly. "Yeah, it's been a nice night," Ray said, "but what with the stupid-ass licensing laws and my missus waiting at home to moan at me for staying out too late, it's gotta come to an end unfortunately."

My heart sort of sank when he said that. In my experience guys usually refer to their wives in situations like this as a way of signalling their unavailability. There was a sort of a pregnant pause while we all finished our drinks and then Mike suddenly chirped up, "What the hell, it's only once in a while we get together like this Ray. I've got a really good bottle of scotch a client gave me back at my flat. How about we go there first for a night cap? You can tell Maggie we were discussing business."

"Well I don't know" Ray said, "It's Monday tomorrow and I have to be up early. And," he added looking at me, "Anna needs to get home to her beauty sleep. I'm sure she doesn't want to be up half the night drinking whisky with us."

Well I saw my opportunity and didn't let it pass. As innocently as I could I said, "You're not old drunks, you're really nice gentlemen who've made this a lovely evening. I'd love a night cap if that's ok. Plus," I added winking at Mike, "Being just a poor student I can't pass up the chance to try some good scotch!"

There was a bit more to-and-fro between them but at last Ray agreed to stop off "just for one small drink"; which is how I ended up clambering into Ray's Audi flashing my cunt to a pair of more-or-less strangers.

I was pleased when Mike got into the back seat with me instead of sitting up front with Ray. The Audi wasn't big, and I felt a definite thrill as Mike's body pressed close to mine. "Sorry," he said, a little more drunk now the fresh air had hit him, "bit of a tight squeeze in here."

"It's cozy," I said leaning against him and waiting to see what he would do. I felt him tense a little and he answered laughing that I was lucky to be sitting with a guy like him who was built for comfort. I snuggled closer and laughed, "A big cushion is much nicer it makes the ride more comfy."

I could tell he'd taken my hint as his arm slipped around my shoulders and pulled me closer. I let my hand make small circles over Mike's big stomach. Gratifyingly I felt his big hand slip into my shirt and begin stroking my skin as Ray clearly embarrassed by what he could see in the rear-view mirror, said "Well I hope you too are comfortable back there."

"Just shut up and drive" joked Mike as his fingers found my braless tits and began toying with an already hard nipple, "Anna's just feeling sleepy and is using me as a pillow."

As his fingers pinched and pulled on my nipple I felt myself getting wet and turned my face up to kiss him. I loved the way his thick beard tickled my face and he grunted into my mouth as my hand slipped down to his lap and squeezed the bulge in his pants.

By the time we got to Mike's apartment block I was curled round on the back seat with Mike's thick stubby cock in my mouth and his hand groping my ass. Ray sat silent for a moment then cleared his throat loudly and said, "If you two want to be alone I can skip the whisky."

I think Mike was happy with this idea but I made it clear it was not what I had in mind. Letting his cock flop out of my mouth I said meaningfully, "Awww, I want my night cap and it wouldn't be the same without you Ray."

He was flustered and sounded almost alarmed when he said "Anna, I think maybe you've had too much to drink already. Are you sure you wouldn't rather I just drive you home?"

I looked up into Ray's face as I continued to play with Mike's cock, "Ray, I'm a big girl and no-one's forcing me to do anything I don;t want to do. How about we all go up to Mike's and party a little?"

I think it was only then it dawned on them what I was proposing. I could tell by the way Mike slipped his fingers down to my pussy and started worming his way between my lips that the idea turned him on. But Ray clearly wanted persuading.

"Anna, I know your dad, I feel a little responsible. You're clearly a bit drunk. Think how you're going to feel tomorrow if you go on like you're doing."

I looked up at him sternly as I replied, "I'm going to be feeling a whole lot worse if I don't get fucked by you both tonight."

Ray was stupefied, but Mike who I think was worried he might talk me out it, said urgently, "Ray, come on man, she's not a kid, she knows what she wants and she's clearly fucking up for it." He slapped my ass hard for effect and I almost came then and there.

Finally Ray agreed he'd come up just for a drink. He kept referring to his wife waiting at home, but by this time I felt he was trying to talk himself out of something he was finding hard to resist.

Up in the flat Mike poured us all whiskies and after some cajoling from his mate Ray joined us on the couch. The two guys soon had me naked and I was in heaven with four hands groping me. Ray was a really good kisser and had his tongue down my throat as Mike burrowed between my thighs, his beard rasping my sensitive skin and his tongue lapping my clit to drive me to my first orgasm of the night.

At first when I tried to get at Ray's cock he pushed my hand away, saying he couldn't, that he was a married man, that there was only so far he was prepared to go.

"Will you just shut the fuck up about your shrew-wife!" Mike grunted from between my thighs. "The girl you man! How many chances you think we're gonna get to bang a girl like this at our time of life?"

Whether it was the whisky or his friend's logic, Ray let me pull his surprisingly big cock out of his trousers and begin sucking on it, slurping hungrily on the shaft and drooling on his hairy balls. He soon lost his inhibitions and his hand was in my hair guiding me as Mike knelt between my legs and without much ceremony stuffed his stumpy cock into my cunt.

I was close to cumming a second time when I felt Mike shudder and slam his cock hard up inside me as his thick old-man cum spurted into my pussy. He stayed there for a while moaning his gratitude, saying how special I was and how he hadn't felt so good for years.

I slipped off of Mike's wilting cock, his cum dribbling from my pussy and clambered up Ray's body, straddling him. He opened his mouth - I feared it was to protest again - but I put my hand over it to silence him as I lowered myself onto his cock.

I remember fleetingly thinking that his wife was a lucky bitch to have what I reckoned must be close to eight inches of thick veined cock to pleasure her. But such thoughts were driven from my mind as his thrust hit me deep and I started to cum loudly.

I stayed quite still, impaled on his throbbing shaft and enjoying the feeling of my cunt spasming around it. Ray's face was a portrait of pleasure and he muttered something about feeling like a young man again as he held me by the waist and began bouncing me on him.

I was wailing loudly as Ray's cock was hitting really deep and hard and Mike was up and standing behind me with his hands mashing my tits as I got fucked. He was shouting encouragement to Ray telling him to fuck me like a slut and I was shaking uncontrollably as orgasm after orgasm ripped through me.

When it was over I slid off him and lay on the floor feeling the cum of two men bubbling in me and dribbling out down my inner thighs. It was weird, the two old men suddenly became embarrassed and overly concerned that I was ok - which I assured them I was, very very ok. And I would have tried for a second round but the spell was broken. Ray said he really had to go and he would drive me home and Mike was full of gratitude and concern that I really was ok.

In the car on the way to my house Ray begged that I wouldn't tell anyone about what he'd done and I assured him no-one would ever hear it from me. I kissed him sweetly before I clambered out of the car and let myself into the sleeping house, certain that I would have sweet dreams in what was left of the night.

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