Story - Shy Lizzie finds her inner temptress

[Humpingharry]

Lizzie was a quiet sort of a girl. At just 22, she had few friends and had never had a boyfriend. She loved animals, reading and going out for long walks with her parents. She didn't like surprises and liked things to be planned and organised so as to avoid the surprises.

She was an attractive young girl. Not in that, "piles of makeup, hardly any clothing, I love myself", kind of way. She was that natural cute, girl next door type. She generally wore jeans, hoodies and pumps. Yep, she was a regular kinda girl.

She was busy one morning, putting on the barest of makeup, looking in the mirror. In her uniform, with her hair back in a ponytail, she looked even younger. She was just finishing adding a touch of lip balm, when she was suddenly overcome with a wave of melancholy. She stared at herself for the longest time. The she imagined something jumping through the mirror and grabbing hold of her by the shoulders.

"What is wrong with you?" The stranger would say. "You wanna go your whole life living in this crazy cuckoon of dull routine?" The stranger would chastise her. "For heaven's sake girl, what a waste of a life to be always afraid."

"Buzz." Went her phone, pulling her back to reality like a slap in the face. The cold sting of the stranger's words hurt. But they had always hurt.

On her way to work, she tried to shake the feeling. The feeling that something was breaking inside her. She turned up the radio, trying to shake the thought that it was coming. But what was "it?".

Her morning at work in the little retail store, was the same as every other day. Pull the stock prints off the printer, get the stock from the stockroom. Take the stock out front and replenish. Live, die, repeat.

The first real test of her otherwise, unflappable personality, was the old boy picking up his daily newspaper. As he rolled the paper and walked past her, he swatted her on the thigh, a whisker away from her bottom. She turned to see the man smile and wink as he walked out of the shop. Lizzie felt herself flush. "What the hell?" she thought to herself. "Who does that!"

Across the counter she could see Josh looking at her smirking. Embarrassment flooded her and she tucked her head down to the floor and turned for the back of the shop. The safety of the stockroom was only 20ft away. There she could scream with embarrassment, or was it anger, or both. "Oh fuck it!" she blurted out. She stopped suddenly and looked up. Two of her colleagues were staring at her with what looked like disbelief. Had she just said that out loud? she wondered. Oh gods, she had. Pushing through the door, she stalked along the corridor into the cold, dimly lit storeroom.

"I swear. You are the most delicate little person on the planet." a voice came from behind her.

She jumped as the voice startled her. She turned to see Josh, unaware that he'd followed her from the shopfloor. "What?" she said quietly.

"You are way too timid for your own good. How can you be so shy and scared of everything? Why?" He asked.

She could feel the outside of her cheeks getting warmer as the temperature in the small stockroom seemed to rise. "I........I'm......I'm not timid." she blurted as if to prove Josh's point.

"Was that supposed to convince me?" Josh asked.

She wanted him to leave her alone. She didn't want to talk. She just wanted to be left alone. She felt something bubbling inside her, unsure of what it was. "I've got work to do." She said flatly and turned back to the stock on the racks.

"I've got work to do." Josh said in a baby voice. "You need to get laid." He said in an almost inaudible voice.

But she heard it. She didn't react, but something broke inside her. The assumption that she was timid and shy! The fucking cheek he had to speak to her like that and then that last comment. That hurt the most. "I am not timid and shy and I do not need sex to be happy!" she said under her breath. But she already knew it was a lie before she finished the thought. She was shy. Not on purpose. She'd just always been like it. Whenever she had tried to make friends, talk to new people, it just felt awkward and she sounded stupid. So she just didn't do it and everything stayed ok. Well not ok, maybe normal or safe?

"Yo dude," she heard Josh's voice over by the door of the stockroom. "You coming tonight?" He was asking someone.

"Yea yea, what time are you starting?" The reply came. It was Max, one of the other lads who worked part-time in the shop.

"If you get to mine about 8ish, that'll be cool. You bringing any chicks." Josh said laughing.

"You mean you're not supplying the girls?", Max said in mock indignation.

Lizzie had now moved to poke her head around the end of the rack she was hiding behind. As she did so, he spotted her.

"You coming to Josh's party tonight?" He said, looking directly at her.

Her face suddenly seared with heat as her cheeks flushed and she felt like she would vomit, or faint, or both.

"What! Little miss wallflower there!" Josh laughed. "I'm pretty sure she's never been to a party in her........"

"Yes!" She said. Oh god what was she doing. She didn't do parties, Josh was right. She looked up to see Josh looking stunned and opened mouthed. Max on the other hand was smiling a strange smile.

"If that's ok?" Lizzie said, looking at Josh.

Still open mouthed and somewhat stunned, shaking his head in disbelief, he said, "Yea, that's cool with me. You got a party outfit and it's bring a bottle?"

Panic set in. She didn't really do alcohol, just the occasional wine and she was pretty sure her party outfit would resemble something from a skate part. But she'd done it. She'd asked and she was going to a party. And in another sudden wave of panic, she scurried past the boys to throw up in the ladies loo.

(part two below)

 

[Humpingharry]

The rest of the day progressed pretty much as usual. Lizzie, replenished shelves, served a bunch of customers, ate lunch while reading her book in the staffroom and then helped clear up at the end of the day. As she walked towards the staff door, preparing to head home, she caught sight of Josh, smiling at her.

"Laters wallflower." He smirked and winked.

Before she had a chance to let him know how little she resembled a wallflower, he was out the door and gone. "I am not a fucking wallflower." She said under her breath to no one.

"Ignore him, he's a twat." Max said from behind her.

She jumped. Again with the jumping, she berated herself.

"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." Max said smiling at her.

"No, it's fine." She said, trying to fake some confidence. "Nothing to worry about here." Oh just stop talking you idiot, she thought. "Yep, yep, all good." She waited for the ground to swallow her.

"You know, you don't have to come tonight. I mean if you're uncomfortable about it?" He asked, unsure whether he should.

She looked at him with confusion. Not him too. She thought he was being nice to her and now he was saying he didn't want her to go.

"I only mean that I don't want you to feel uncomfortable and pressured into it." He said, seeing the odd look on her face. "Don't get me wrong, I think it'd be great to see you there if you want to. Sorry." He said. "That didn't sound how I meant it."

"It's ok", she said back to him. The slightest tone of defiance in her voice. "I want to come. It'll be fine." Please god let it be fine, she thought.

After the 35min drive home, she dealt with the spanish inquisition from her parents. Who's party is it, who will be there, what will they be doing and when she will be home. After that, she found herself sat in front of her dressing table mirror again. She looked at her clothes and suspected that jeans and a hoodie were probably not considered party wear. So instead she'd gone with the above the knee denim skirt, her blue tights and a pink jumper over her Arctic Monkees t-shirt. She looked down at her white and blue pumps. She didn't have girlie shoes so it was either trainers or these. Her hair was down around her shoulders, something she rarely ever did. She looked at herself, wondering if she looked good or not. Undecided, she made her way downstairs, grabbed her coat and headed off on her adventure.

It was only a 10min drive from where she lived, but she had been sat outside Josh's flat for nearly 40mins. "Just go and knock on the door!" she told herself. "It's just a fricking party. It's not like I don't know people there." She knew at least five or six people that would be there. Knew them was a bit of a stretch. Saw them at work, but that was it. She didn't actually know them.

The tap on her car window almost made her pee herself as she turned to see Max smiling through her window. "You going to sit out here all night?" He smirked.

She lowered her window as cold air swept into the warm car. "I said I was coming. I don't remember saying I was going in." She smirked back.

"Touche, miss wallflower." He said in a warm, sincere voice. "Nice comeback. So you coming inside?"

"Please don't call me that." She said to him, the small wound evident in her face.

He looked at her for a good moment, brows furrowed. "Ok," he said opening her car door. "From this moment you shall no longer be known as Miss Wallflower. But." He paused. "You've gotta keep proving us wrong about you then." and he held out his arm. "Can I escort madam to the ball?"

He smiled at her and she felt the sudden intensity in her stomach. No, not her stomach, it was lower than that. Oh god, she said as a beast stirred inside her. She smiled at him, an honest, happy smile and they headed inside.

As they entered the party, across the room came the familiar boom of Josh's voice. "Maxy baby! About fucking time matey. Ooh and look, you've brought a chick with you!" He said pushing past people as he closed in on them. "I'm impressed you showed up wallflower. Stunned and impressed and boy don't you scrub up pretty." He said, already showing the first signs of drink.

"Enough with the wallflower." Max laughed at his friend, clearly meaning it.

Josh looked at him, then at Lizzie. He studied her, up and down. "Yes Max me ole mucker. I think that name is passed its sell by date. Come on, let's get you drunk." and with that he dragged the two of the into the kitchen, sinking drinks into their hands. "Just to be clear, bedrooms 1 & 2 belong to my flat mates and they're out of bounds. My bedroom is also out of bounds unless I'm in it. Other than that let's get wankered!"

It wasn't long before Max had been acosted by various people she'd never met and she soon found herself struggling to keep up. At some point she headed off to the bathroom. Just a few mins peace from all the noise. A few minutes flashed by in a second and then there was a knock on the door. A girl's voice came through the door. "Hurry up, I'm going to pee myself!"

Back in the main house, Lizzie looked around the lounge for Max, but there was no sign of him. She walked through to the kitchen, no sign of him there either. Suddenly she felt strangely alone and exposed. She must have been on her 5th or 6th glass of wine and her senses were now just starting to dull. There were people everywhere in the lounge and kitchen. She looked for somewhere just to sit as her legs ached.

She contemplated going home, but by now she knew it would be a taxi ride as she'd drunk too much to drive. Plus she knew if she went home this early, she'd be "Wallflower" all over again tomorrow. As she passed by the stairs, heading for the kitchen, she saw the empty, dim corridor that led to the bedrooms. The stairs went round in a spiral so she could sit down by Josh's bedroom door and pretty much be hidden from view. So she ducked around the corner and scooched down onto the floor, fresh glass of wine in hand.

Not quite sure at what point she heard them, but she became aware of voices. There coming from behind Josh's bedroom door.

"Yea man, it's cool. The parties awesome, do you actually know everyone here." Came Max's voice.

"There's some that I don't know, but as long as they don't wreck the place it's cool." Josh replied. "So what's with you and wallflower?" Josh asked.

"Dude, stop with the wallflower. You know it's not nice man." Max retorted.

Lizzie felt it again, the surge of warmth down there. He stood up for her, even though she wasn't there, he stood up for her.

"What do you mean?" Max continued, "Nothing's going on, I just saw her outside and I asked her if she was coming in." He finished.

"You want her. You like her. You want to have sex with her." Josh mocked his friend.

"Stop dude it's not like that. I don't think she's even into that I think." Max said.

"Dude, there is no way that girl has even been laid or is ever getting laid." Josh said laughing. "She's like a fucking nun in the making."

Max laughed. It was only the slightest of laughs, but it was enough. The disappointment washed over her like a raging torrent. She felt the wetness in her eyes and pain. Not physical pain, a longing, emotional pain. And something broke in her. Something deep seated and long hidden snapped free of it's confines and rose to the surface.

"Fucking wallflower, am I?" She chewed on it in her mind. "Fucking nun? Never going to get laid! Oh am I not!" She barked this last comment and every bit of fear and doubt sank away in a moment. "We'll see who is a fucking wallflower."

She pressed her wine glass to her lips and drank down the contents in one go, without pause. Then she stood up, faced the bedroom door, pushed it open and walked in.

(part three below)

 

[Humpingharry]

As she walked into the bedroom, both guys were sat on the bed and stopped to look at her. This brazen show of confidence and dominance left them stunned and both gaping.

"You think I'm a wallflower do you?" she aimed the first comment at Josh. "Think I'm a nun do you?", again at Josh. Then, looking between the two of them, she added, "You're right, I've never been laid so maybe you better fucking do something about it instead of just keep talking about me behind my back."

Lizzie stood a foot from the bed where these two wide-eyed, gaping guys sat staring at her and then each other. As if all the wisdom in the world was suddenly hers, the inhibition left her like a flock of birds flying south for the winter. A tornado of confidence, frustration and arousal.

"Arousal!" She stood there and let it consume her. She'd felt it like nothing before and she wanted the arousal. It felt good, alive!

Both guys, look at each other again. It was Max that seemed to regain himself first. "I think you've had a bit too much to drink Lizzie. This new you is not you."

"I know I've had too much to drink, but even if I hadn't had too much to drink, this is me. The real me, not some pathetic wallflower who never says anything to anybody and exists in the same magnolia life that will surely earn her a completely invisible death!" She ranted.

"I'm done with fucking wallflower and I'm done with not getting laid. So, as you two seem to be the most interested in my virginal state, I think you should be the ones to take it!" It was the defiance that seemed to shock the guys the most.

"Well fuck yea," said Josh, "I'm game if you are?" He said, looking between Lizzie and Max.

"Well?" Lizzie said staring at Max. "Are you going to help me come out of my shell or not?"

Max looked at her for the longest moment. It was like he was studying her. She could feel him burrowing into her, looking for something. Then slowly he shrugged his shoulders and smiled at her. "You may live to regret this." He half smiled.

"Well you'd better not give me reason to then." She replied.

Lizzie stood before the two young men and waited. "What now?" she thought. This was as far as her planned outburst had been thought through. Now she was standing there and they were all just looking at each other.

"Get your dicks out. I want to see them." She said to them.

Hesitantly, both guys looked at each other. "Come on." Lizzie said. "I want to see them. I'm going to see them eventually."

Slowly, the two guys got off the bed and began undoing their jeans. Josh was the first to step out of his before sliding his boxers down to reveal a rather nice looking, but soft cock. Lizzie looked at it and then at Josh, then at Max. Max was just stepping out of his jeans and then he stood there for a moment. So Lizzie turned to him, leaned forward and slid his boxer shorts down. His cock looked bigger than Josh's, not by much but enough that she noticed. Standing in between both of them, she reached down and touched them. She gripped both guys with her hands and began to rub them back and forth.

Josh was looking down at his cock in Lizzie's hand as she slowly wanked him. Max had his eyes closed and head back. She felt Max getting stiffer in her hand and she looked down to watch as his cock became erect. It was huge, she thought to herself as the hard cock glided through her fingers. Josh was also erect now and also an impressive size. She looked from one to the other, stroking them, masturbating them.

She liked wanking them. She liked the feel of the skin, the hardness and the wetness beginning to appear at the tip of their cocks. She looked at Max to see him looking back at her. He took her head between his hands and he kissed her. It was like someone had just turned on all the christmas lights in the world. She felt electric. A sensation ran through her lips and down her spine as their tongues touched. She instantly felt the warmth in her naval. So this was what arousal did, she thought.

She was still holding the cocks firmly in her hands, while kissing Max. Just as she had begun to lose herself in him, she felt a hand touch her breast. She jumped and the hand pulled away. She realised just how tense she was. She relaxed her shoulders and reached out and found Josh's hand. She led it back up to her breast and he begain to caress her. She was on fire now and her body felt like every nerve ending was on overdrive. She bucked as Josh squeezed and tweaked at her evidently erect nipple through her jumper. His hands were moving from one breast to another and he was heavy handed, grabbing hard like a hungry child.

She felt his hands slide down and fumble under her jumper. Then she felt it being lifted up. She felt the cool air of the room as her t-shirt came with the jumper and soon it was being pulled up over her head. She was forced to stop kissing Max, something which was so enjoying. She suddenly became conscious of her exposed bra. She didn't have big breasts, they were quite small in fact. But it didn't seem to bother Josh who was already fiddling with the catch at the back. The pressure of her bra released as he freed the clasp, and she arched her shoulders forward allowing the bra to drop to the floor.

There she was, breasts exposed, nipples erect in the cool air and arousal. Josh, leaned in instantly and began sucking on her breast, licking her nipple. Another wave of arousing excitement washed through her. She looked down at his mouth around her breast and moaned. She looked at Max who was just staring at her breast as he reached out and touched it gently. His caresses were softer, more gentle, more intimate. She looked at him and he looked back. She nodded and felt his warm lips envelope her other breast.

(part four below)

 

[Humpingharry]

As his lips touched her skin, she purred and and explosion of sensation and longing drove through her like an avalanche. The wetness she felt down there was new and strange. She looked from one to the other as her breasts were teased and sucked.

"I am so going to hell.", she thought to hersel, biting her lip. She had stood on the edge of temptation and stepped off. No, she had jumped with both fucking feet and no parachute. She wasn't entirely sure what the longing was for, she just knew she didn't want it to stop.

Her mind snapped back into focus as she felt Josh's hand dancing around her thigh as it moved northward, sliding under her skirt. His hand lifted her skirt as he pressed his hand in between her legs. She could feel him pressing into her and making small circular movements. He wouldn't discover just how wet she was because her tights and knickers still offered some barrier. But he was rubbing her hard enough, she could feel it stimulating her. Then she felt Max, slide his hand down over her arse and he squeezed. Now that her skirt was sitting higher, he could feel the fabric of her tights and her soft bottom beneath them. His fingers traced the crease between her bum cheeks as he explored low, his fingers connecting with Josh's as he reached between her legs. Her eyes closed and small murmuring sounds escaping her, she let herself go.

She was still holding both boy's cocks in her hand, slipping in and out of consciously stroking them. She could feel them pulsate in the tight grip of her hand. Max's hand reached up making it's way around the top of her tights, then he slipped his fingers inside and she felt them sliding down over her bum. As if impatient, he pulled at her knickers as he pulled and the two came together. She felt herself exposed as Max dropped to his knees to finish removing her tights and knickers.

As Max looked up, he stared straight at her neatly part shaven, part trimmed mound. Then he reached his hand up and using his thumb he touched her just at the top where the crease of her lips began. He pressed and began to circle his thumb around the area of her clit. She was soaking wet and his thumb slipped around in the juices as he rubbed more firmly.

Lizzie shook with arousal and she swore she almost came as he touched her. "Oh god's, what am I doing?" she lamented. From wallflower to the devil's temptress in one instant. But she wanted this, she needed this! The feel of her body exposed was sending waves of sonic arousal through her and she wanted to be touched. And is by some force of telepathy, she felt Max's breath between her legs, then his tongue. She moved her legs apart as his tongue slid between her wet lips and he tasted her.

Josh meanwhile was still occupying himself with Lizzies breast, one hand holding it while the other moved down to play with her arse. Josh was different to Max, more aggressive and a little wilder in his movements. She felt him grabbing her arse, squeezing hard before sliding down to cup her bum cheek. The she felt his fingers prise her bum cheeks apart as his slid down her crack...........and touched her arsehole!

Another burst of arousal lept forth and she felt the liquid leak right onto Max's tongue. With Max on his knees, it was awkward for her to get her stance right as she was bending her knees, pitching back and trying to get him underneath her. "Hold on a sec", she said. "Let me get onto the bed, my legs are aching and I wanna get comfortable. She took a step backward and sat down onto the bed, then pulled herself on so she could lay flat with her head on the pillow. Then, when she was in position, she opened her legs and Max looked at her smiling. Soon, he was back in place exploring her and tasting her. Josh was now stood by the side of the bed and his cock was standing to attention less than a foot away. Lizzie scooched her head to the side of the bed and took hold of his cock and guided it into her mouth. Josh pushed and she felt it go deep to the back of her mouth. He was big and thick and it made her mouth ache from stretching but she liked the feel of it slipping in and out. She sucked on him, running her tongue around the head, tasting the salty precum. She felt dirty and sleazy but so fucking aroused.

Josh watched as the young wallflower Lizzie sucked on his cock and he couldn't help but decide she was fucking awesome at giving blowjobs. She was so hot as his cock disappeared into her cute little mouth. As his cock slid out of her mouth, he gripped it with her hand and ran it over her cheek and he chin, then he rubbed it across her lips coating them in wet precum and saliva. Then she pulled it back in and began sucking again.

Her left hand instinctively reached for Max's head and pulled it hard into her. She wanted his tongue right up inside her. She wanted him inside her. As the thought was forming, she felt his fingers playing around the her lower pussy lips and she felt him slide then inside her and finger her. She could feel fingers, not sure if it was two or three, but it was definintely more than one. He was fingering her as his tongue teased her clit. She was now soaking wet and any self-consciousness had since vanished as she pulled him hard into her and she bucked, trying to ride his fingers and face.

The threesome continued for a good five minutes before Josh looked down at her and said, "do you think it's time you got fucked?" She looked up at him and saw the wild desire in his eyes. "This is it." she thought. "Am I ready for this? You only live once right!" she conceded. She didn't say anything, she just nodded.

"Right, turn over and get on your hands and knees." Josh ordered. Max pulled back from her and she looked at him for a moment. Then she turned over and pushed herself up on her hands and knees. "Looks like you get to go first Maxy boy", Josh smiled at his friend. Josh climbed onto the bed on his knees, once again his cock bouncing in front of Lizzie's face.

She turned back to look at Max for a moment. He looked hesitant as he stared back at her. She nodded and smiled at him, then turned back to Josh and put her mouth over his cock and sucked. It was probably no more than 10 seconds but it felt like an age waiting for the first touch of Max's cock against her. And when it arrived, she arched her back a little and eased herself backwards. What should have been her first real amazing sex, was more painful that she'd imagined. Oh sure, she'd used her hairbrush as a dildo and masturbated, but it was slim and small. Max's cock felt like a baseball bat compared to her hairbrush. As his cock tried to move between her lips, he felt the tightness. He pushed and she pulled forward. "Slowly," she said.

"Sorry," shot back. "Did I hurt you?" concern in his voice.

"It's ok really, just take it slow. Technically I'm still a virgin." She let slip. "Why the fuck did I just tell them that. I'm such an idiot." She chastised herself. "Try again," she whispered.

This time as she felt the head of his cock penetrate her, she eased back and forth pushing a little harder each time. On the fourth time, she felt it push past her wall and it sank into her. It was painful but only for a moment, then as quickly as the pain arrived it subsided. She found she was tense and clenching so she tried to relax and the discomfort soon turned to pleasure as Max slowly buried his cock inside her. She was being fucked! She thought as Max's cock entered her over and over, first gently and slowly, then more vigorously. "Wow, this feels fucking amazing." she thought. She had resumed her masterful blowjob on Josh's cock and was now contentedly being spit roasted. As Josh's cock slipped into her mouth, Max's cock rode into her pussy. She was almost motionless as the two boys fucked both ends of her.

It wasn't long before she felt Max tensing and she wondered what was going on for him. Then in a flash, she felt him pull out of her. The first she knew he'd cum was the splash of warm cum that landed on her back and arse. It seemed to gush over her and she found a whole new level of turned on. He'd cum over her. He'd shot his load over her arse and back, what a fucking turn on, she thought.

"Way to go Max." Josh complimented his buddy. "You look so hot with cum over your arse", he said to her. "Now it's my turn!" and in a flash, Josh leapt across the bed and positioned himself between her legs, staring down at her arse. "Are you ready?" He asked.

She buried her head into the pillow. "Yes." she said. And before the words even left her mouth, he thrust his cock into her. "Fuck me!" she shouted as she felt two baseball bats push into her. He was quite a bit bigger than Max, not so much length but girth. She thought he was going to tear her as the searing pain washed through her. She reached back and pushed against Josh's thigh as he tried to push again. "Easy." she shouted at him. But once again, the pain was subsiding and in moment replaced by a pulsing sensation as he fucked her. It was good. Agressive, but good.

Turning to Max, she patted the bed in front of her and Max obliged, shifting himself to sit in front of her. She looked at him and smiled. It was a smile of longing, of wanting him. He watched her, mesmerized as she first pushed out her tongue and began to slide it all over the tip of his cock. He was instantly erect again. He could feel all his nerve endings spasming as her tongue licked him. Then she pressed her lips against his head and slid her mouth down over him, taking him fully into her mouth. He watched as this pretty but plain girl sucked his cock. He wanted her, not just sex, he wanted her. "Will you go out with me?" He asked her in not more than a whisper.

(part five below)

 

[Humpingharry]

She looked up at him and paused, his cock half way in her mouth. Another moment passed and then another. She just seemed to stare at him. Then he felt her tongue wriggle back and forth and her eyes smiled at him. A bright, beaming smile from her eyes and she slid her mouth up and down his cock in a nodding motion. She was being fucked by him and his best mate and he'd just asked her out. How fucking far out cool and sexy was that shit. Meanwhile Josh, who was oblivious to the going's on, was busy fucking her pussy and she felt him stiffen. "Don't cum in me!" she blurted out taking a momentary pause from Max's cock. "Cum over my arse, not in me." She said again to him.

Josh's pace quickened then slowed, quicked then slowed, then he thrust hard and deep into her slowing down. Finally he pulled back and once again, she felt the warm cum unload all over her arse and back. She felt Josh, flop down onto the bed clearly he was spent.

She turned her attention back to Max who was now on his second climax cusp. "You're going to make me cum again!" he said, more as a warning of the imminent threat of eruption. She sucked faster and harder. Max's eyes went slightly wild and desperate as he bleated. "I'm going to cum Lizzie.........in your mouth!" But Lizzie just clasped her lips around his cock as she felt the pulsing and hot salty cum squirted from Max's cock and filled her mouth.

It wasn't a pleasant taste, but not unpleasant either, just strange. She waited for the pulsing and spurts of cum to ease. Then keeping her lips tightly around his cock she slid him out of her mouth and opened it showing him the cum pooled there. Then she swallowed. Max sat there wide eyed and then smiled. She rolled to the side and felt the now cold cum on her back, merge with the bed clothes.

"How the fuck are we supposed to get cleaned up when there's still a party going on?" Josh questioned. The three of them looked at each other and burst out laughing.

In the early ours of morning, having left the party with her cum soaked knickers and cum still stuck to her back, she headed away from Josh's, hand in hand with Max. As they arrived at her car, she asked him, "Do you still want to date me now knowing another boy has had me?" she looked at him wondering if it was all heat of the moment.

He looked at her, a furrowed brow showing concern. "I do very much." he said and kissed her.

(The end)

 

[Mariposa]

Very nice. Thank you