Working Away Ch. 03

Posted: September 24th, 2009 | Author: Sidney | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story |

Karen had left about an hour earlier, and after showering to remove the smell of sex I slumped down to watch TV in Julie’s lounge – still dressed in only my jeans. I dozed in the warmth of the room, mesmerised by the monotone of the TV, and catching up on the rest I hadn’t got the previous night. I was woken from my daze when I heard keys jangling at the door again.

“Hi lover, I’m home!”

Julie dropped her bags noisily in the hall-way and then popped her head around the door of the lounge, “Like some lunch?”

“That’d be nice” I said, and followed her into the kitchen.

She put away a few items of food that she’d obviously bought on her way home, and then picked some bread, and looked butter, cheese and ham out of the fridge.

“Work alright?” I asked,

“Oh, Okay I suppose. Needs must…” She said.

She started buttering the bread, and then, very matter-of-fact like, stopped, kicked off her shoes and dropped her trousers and thong to the floor.

“Oh God,” she said “Do me now”. Standing there in just her business blouse and jacket with her pussy just peeping out from under her blouse she looked divine, and my cock stood immediately to attention again. I moved towards her, she bent over the kitchen side with her legs slightly parted offering me her swollen pussy, just like she had done the first time we’d fucked.

I moved in behind her and slid into her with ease.

“I’ve been thinking about you fucking my sister,” she said as we moved together, “It made me feel so horny!”

“I’d never have guessed!”

She ground her pussy into my groin, and reached down between us so that she could caress my balls and stimulate her own clit at the same time. “Would you like to fuck her again?” she asked, her breath now coming in short pants.

I decide not to answer and just concentrated on making her come. I moved my dick in a circular motion as I pumped in and out, and she came as loudly as ever.

She pulled away and turned around, tugging at her remaining clothes until she was totally naked again. She laid down on the clothes-strewn kitchen floor, and I joined her, slipping into her sodden wet cunt easily again, and pumping deeply whilst I bit and chewed her nipples. She pulled me into her as much as possible and soon we both came again, our combined juices leaving a puddle on the kitchen floor..

After a few minutes of recovery she spoke again, “Well?”

“Well what?”

“You know ‘well what’. Do you want to fuck Karen again.”

“If it means I can’t fuck you any more then no.”

“And if it means you can still fuck me?”

“What are you trying to say?”

“See Karen is lonely, her boyfriend is a bastard, and she hasn’t got the confidence to look for another man. I feel sorry for her so I’m prepared to share you until she sorts herself out.”

I felt like all of my Christmasses had just come at once. Here was Julie who I had lusted after as long as I’d known her, who had only let me fuck her quite recently, telling me I could still continue to fuck her, even if I also wanted to fuck her horny little sister who could squirt fluid a foot down her legs every time she came.

“I’ll think about it.” I said, but just thinking about it had made me start to grow hard again, and I moved back towards her.

“Later.” She said, patting my member. She stood up, gathered up her clothes and went up the stairs to dress.

After we had both dressed we did get that lunch and a coffee. We sat in the lounge that afternoon huddled together, not really watching the TV which was droning on in the corner but just enjoying each others company. I was quite relieved actually, as my cock was getting quite sore with all the action that it wasn’t used to, so a few hours ‘recovery time’ was much appreciated.

At about five o’clock with the evening shadows lengthening outside, Julie’s telephone rang.

“Hello…Oh no…Oh you poor thing…yes you must…no, no, don’t stay there…yes of course it’s OK…I’ll see you then. Bye-ee.”

Apparently Karen had tried to make up with her boyfriend but it hadn’t worked, and resulted in an even bigger argument than before, so Julie had asked her back to stay ‘for as long as it takes’, and she was on her way over.

Julie snuggled back into my arms on the sofa, but suddenly sat up and looked at me seriously,

“Poor Karen, I do feel sorry for her.”

I nodded in genuine agreement. How could any man upset such a horny and willing woman. Christ, if she was mine we’d spend all our spare time in bed (cock allowing).

“Listen to me,” Julie’s voice had turned stern, “You must fuck her OK? That bastard boyfriend of hers hasn’t touched her in over a year, and aside from that quickie she helped herself to this morning she’s virtually a virgin.”

I couldn’t let on that this wasn’t, actually the case, so I nodded.

“She needs a good seeing to,” Julie continued, “So I’ll wait until she’s here, and then make up some excuse to go out – work or something – then you’ll have a couple of hours to make her happy, but don’t take any longer than about ten o’clock because…”

“Because?” I interrupted.

“Because..” she said, her face now breaking into a broad smile, “Well… I have needs too you know!” and she flopped back into the warm spot she had left on my chest.

Karen arrived at about six-thirty, and she did look in a state. Her eyes were puffy with crying, and her make-up had run down her face. Julie ushered her upstairs to ‘tidy her up a bit’ whilst I sat and watched the TV.

Twenty minutes later they both reappeared downstairs, and Julie made Karen a cup of tea. She sat in the chair opposite me with her elbows on her knees, cupping the tea-mug in her hands and blowing the steam away. She was dressed in a very nice figure-hugging pencil-line skirt which was sandwiched between a roll-neck sweater (which nicely accented her large chest) and a pair of – what I assumed were – white tights.

I couldn’t believe that any man could treat her so badly. She was a gentle woman with a very curvaceous figure, and she looked absolutely impeccable.

After enough time to finish her tea Julie looked at her watch and in mock horror said “Oh God is that the time, I’ve got to be back at work to finish those passes.”

She grabbed keys and coat and went for the door, winking at me as she left. The door slammed behind her and Karen and I were alone again.

“Okay?” I asked.

“Not bad” she replied, sniffling back a few tears.

“He isn’t worth it you know.” I walked towards her and put my arm around her shoulder, “Any man who treats a woman like that isn’t worth the time of day”

She looked up at me, her puffy eyes full of tears, “And you?” she said.

“I would make you laugh and fuck you as often as I could.” I replied, trying to make light of the situation.

She snuggled her head into me. “Go on then.”

“What, fuck you?”

“No.” she said, a small smile starting to form on her face, “You’ve got to make me laugh first!”

“Well you’ve already seen my cock, if that didn’t make you laugh then I don’t know what will.”

Her face brightened, “and a very nice cock it is.” And she gently started to massage it through my jeans.

I stood up, undid my flies and pulled out my cock, then reaching into my pockets turned them inside-out so that the linings were hanging down my sides, “Look… elephant!”

Her face cracked and she laughed out loud, “Mouse more like.”

I prodded her with mock indignation, “Well you wouldn’t like it up your arse!” I laughed.

She froze and fell silent again

“What have I done?” I asked, returning my cock and pockets to the comfort of my jeans.

“Nothing,” she said, and then smiled again “You’ve made me laugh, now sit down.”

I did as she asked, and she stood before me and swayed. I watched as she pulled her sweater up over her tits, and then her head, revealing a white lacy bra. She then undid the zip in her skirt, and started to wiggle it to the ground. When she stood up I nearly came there and then, she looked fantastic, standing there in a matching white lace suspender belt, white stockings and a white thong which barely contained her blonde mound. My cock leapt to attention.

“You did this for me?” I asked, my excitement obvious in more ways than one.

“No, I’m afraid not. I did it for that ungrateful twat at home.”

“And he didn’t want you?”

“He said I looked ridiculous, like a fat pig.”

“Well I was wrong about him then,” I said

She screwed up her face in curiosity “What do you mean?”

“He must be blind AND fucking stupid. You look stunning.”

“Is that just your cock talking though?”

“Well, bearing in mind the shagging that your sister has been giving me lately I don’t have to beg for sex. No, You look marvellous! I’m so glad he turned you down so that I can enjoy the benefits.”

She moved towards me until her white panties were level with my face and I leant forward and licked at the flimsy material. It didn’t take long before her excitement started to ooze through the material and I tasted her pussy. Grabbing at the waistband with my teeth I pulled down until her bare pussy was on show, framed by the straps of her suspender belt. I moved forward and licked her, She tasted delicious, and the smell of her delicate perfume filled the air. As my tongue parted her lips she started to gyrate, faster and faster until I was losing contact with her for half of the time. This just seemed to excite her more, feeling my tongue sliding in and out of her cunt. She whimpered softly and a flood of fluid gushed from her and soaked the top of her stockings.

“I want you.” She said.

She kneeled on the floor in front of me and released my cock from it’s restraints. She moved her face towards the swollen helmet but I was well past that stage already and needed to be inside her. I moved around her and lifted her ass up to get access to her cunt. She responded by kneeling forward and resting her head on the seat. I stroked her pussy from behind. It was wet. Very wet. I bent down to taste it and she shivered as if a cold wind had blown over her. I licked her pussy and up her ass crack, up along her back until my cock was at her entrance and my tongue was on her neck.

I eased all of the way into her, her wetness allowing me a slick ride into the depths of her tight pussy, and paused whilst I lifted up her hair and kissed the back of her neck.

She shuddered again, “You are so good.” She whispered.

“A man is only as good as the materials he’s given to work with. If you weren’t so damn sexy then I wouldn’t be so hard.”

As I started to gently stroke in and out I reached around and rolled her nipples between my fingers, she bucked backwards and then let out a little sob. I paused, “Everything OK?” not that I wasn’t going to continue if everything wasn’t OK.

“What have I got to do to have you?” she sobbed into the cushion.

I pulled out of her and turned her gently so that she was laying flat on the carpet. I looked at her, laying in her lacy bra and suspenders, her stockings still wet from her come. She looked so inviting, and at that moment I thought she was the horniest sight I’d ever seen.

“You are having me.” I said, stating what I felt was the obvious.

“For always?” she asked.

I brushed a tear from her eyes and kissed her passionately on the lips. She closed her eyes and responded by sucking in my tongue. I grabbed a cushion from the chair and laid it under her head, then kneeling between her nylon clad thighs I pushed into her gently again and resumed the slow deliberate movements of my cock. She pushed up to meet my every thrust and soon started to whimper as she flooded my cock and the immediately surrounding carpet with her come.

I picked up the pace, and she obviously sensed why and started to buck and gyrate underneath me again. The sensation of her nylons brushing against my thighs and her pulsating pussy milking my cock was indescribable, and soon it was my turn to stop as I released jets of my hot seed into her warm, wet pussy.

I kissed her passionately, our tongues darting in and out of each other in frantic passion “That was amazing.” I said. The pleasure of my statement bringing a broad smile back to her face, “You were amazing,” I continued.

Tears started to roll down her cheeks again “I think I’m falling in love with you” she sobbed.

I wasn’t quite sure how to reply. Here I was, fucking the sister of the woman I was fucking ‘on the side’ who just happened to be one of my wife’s best friends, and here she was after only a day starting to love me.

I was saved by the ten o’clock news on TV “God, Julie will be back soon. We’d better tidy up a bit.”

I pulled away from her, my limp cock dragging strings of come from her pussy lips, but she grabbed me before I could get up. “Don’t let this be the end” she said, and kissed me deeply. I helped her to her feet and hugged her.

“It won’t.”

By the time Julie arrived back home you would hardly know anything had happened between us. Karen and I were dressed again, and sat in the lounge sharing a bottle of wine. The only thing that gave us away was an 18″ round stain in Julie’s light coloured carpet.

Julie grabbed a clean glass and poured herself a large glass of wine. We chatted again, Karen had obviously calmed down, and was laughing and joking along with us again.

Julie looked across at me and mouthed ‘Thank you.’

I was going to have to be up early the next morning so I made my excuses and headed for the shower. The warm water invigorated me as I washed away the smell and sweat of the day. The shower door opened and Julie, naked as the day she was born, joined me.

I soaped her body, watching the water cascade off her breasts, and her hair cling ever closer to her head.

She soaped me, paying particular attention to my cock and balls, she looked up at me and smiled as soon as it showed the desired reaction.

I pulled her towards me and kissed her, letting the water splash on our faces, and pushing my hardening tool into her stomach.

She sank to her knees, the water still flowing around us, and started to bite my foreskin, then licking the shaft up and down from my balls to my helmet. The sensation was great, and soon I was fully hard, and she sucked me in eagerly. The shower was not big enough to have a comfortable fuck in, but as long as we didn’t move much a blow job would be easy.

She sucked and bit, and I grabbed her head and started to fuck her face, pushing my tool as far down her throat as I could with every thrust.

I came quickly, pumping more come into her mouth that I thought I could possibly have left. She choked a bit, and then started to lick my sagging cock clean, before soaping it again.

“What about you?” I asked.

“I’m a bit sore,” she said, “So I’ll give it a miss.”

“Why?” I asked naively.

“Aside from the fact you’ve been fucking me ragged for the past two days, the thought of you and Karen together made me so horny that I took a toy with me when I left you.”

“A toy?”

“You know…” she blushed, obviously a bit embarrassed, “a dildo.”

“and?” I asked. This new mental image started to make me feel horny myself again.

“Two hours of pushing it in and out of my cunt whilst I was sitting in the car made me a bit sore.”

“The whole two hours?”

“Mmmm,” she nodded, “I must have come twenty times.”

“Twenty times?” I could hardly believe it.

“Yes” she said, sensing my disbelief, “Look, I’ll show you.”

We stepped out of the shower and grabbed towels, then leading me by the had she took me to the bedroom. She let go of me and held up her briefs, they were soaking wet. She showed me the skirt she’d been wearing, and the damp patch extended almost all over the back of it. Then she opened her handbag, and dragged out the biggest dildo I had ever seen. It must have been 14″ long and about 6″ around the knotty shaft, and suddenly I felt very inadequate.

“Christ!” I exclaimed, “I’m surprised you came only twenty times!”

“The battery ran out.” She said.

“Can you really fit all of that in?” My mind was going wild, and my cock had begun to agree with it.

She stood on one leg and placed the other foot on the bed. As she lovingly licked the helmet of this angry beast my cock started to raise, and when she started to push it into her cunt an inch at a time, wincing with every movement, my cock got so hard I thought I was going to burst my foreskin.

After just a few minutes she was stood there with just the last half-inch poking out of her engorged lips, and a satisfied smile on her face.

I stepped towards her and slowly pulled this monster out of her. She twitched and hissed as I did. I dropped it to the bed and touched her pussy , but she winced again and grabbed my arm with both hands, “No.” she said, “Sorry, but I really am too sore.”

We stepped into bed together and kissed. She rested her head on my chest again. “Sorry” she said again, “I really wanted to fuck you before you left.”

“Never mind.” I was almost glad as I had begun to be really sore too, I hugged her nakedness against me and felt her soft bush against my leg. “There’s always tomorrow.”

At about three in the morning I woke needing to piss. Extricating myself from Julie’s arms I crept towards the bathroom to relieve myself. On my way back to bed I passed by Karen’s room. The door was open, and the street-light outside was illuminating her room with a ghostly yellow.

Karen was laid on the bed, naked except for her suspender belt. Her eyes were closed as if she were sleeping, but her right hand was sat on her mound with the index finger slipping in and out of her very wet cunt. Her naked breasts heaved as she picked up the pace, and as her body rocked, she bit her lip to stifle the noise of her orgasm. Still with her eyes shut she placed her finger into her mouth and sucked.

I had been stroking my cock as I watched this erotic sight, and it was now up to its full length. I crept into the room and placed a finger on her lips. She opened her eyes wide, looking like a rabbit caught in headlight beams.

“Ssssshhh!” I encouraged, and gently placed a knee between hers to help me up. She parted her legs, the smell of her sex wafting up, and the feel of the wet bed below my knees confirming that she had been enjoying herself.

My cock was rock-hard, and I couldn’t wait to lower it into that pussy.

“Naughty boy!” Karen whispered into my ear as she felt my swollen dick, and then held it and placed it between her puffy cunt lips.

I pushed in very gently, not wanting to make any noise in case her sister woke up, but Karen had other ideas, “Push hard” her heavy breathing making the whisper hoarse, “I need fucking not love-making.”

Her coarseness surprised me. Maybe I’d woken the demon in her and now she was going to turn into a sex-crazed monster. I thought I’d better not upset the monster so I did as she asked, pumping hard and deep into her while I mashed her breasts and bit her nipples.

The bed rocked and creaked, and the more I tried to silence it by restricting my movements, the more Karen moved higher and faster. The creaking suddenly stopped, and Karen’s eyes opened wide.

“Oh Fuck” she said.

The alarm on her face concerned me until I felt a gush of fluid, nearly blowing my cock out of her pussy, and drenching my balls and thighs.

Her eyes rolled back and her lids closed. We lay silent for a while, me still firmly located in her, until her breathing slowed down.

“Terry,” she whispered, “You know earlier on when you said I wouldn’t like your cock up my ass?”

“Yes”

“Well I think I probably would.”

I didn’t need a second invitation, so I pulled out of her and she turned over onto her knees, baring her two holes at me. Lubrication wasn’t a problem so I put my helmet at the entrance to her ass and pushed.

“Go careful” she whispered, “I’ve never done this before.”

fore.”

The thought of fucking a virgin ass made my cock twitch, and I slowly eased it into her, stopping every time she moved or moaned, until I was buried to my balls.

“Good?” I asked.

“Mmmm. Lovely!”

I started to pump into her slowly, still trying to be quiet.

She was very vocal, and although I wished she had been quieter, I was glad I was giving her so much pleasure.

As she loosened up I thrust quicker and she pushed back against me, my stomach slapping against her behind, and my balls bouncing off her soft furry mound. I was close to coming and I knew she was too. I thrust harder and faster until she stopped moving, and I felt that familiar wetness between us.

I pulled out of her ass and thrust up her cunt in one movement. She screamed out loud, the contractions of her pussy making me come, I pushed hard and pumped my juice into her saturated pussy.

She flopped forward onto her chest, my limp cock slapping against my thigh as she did.

I stepped from the bed and kissed her cheek.

“Night gorgeous.” I whispered, and crept from her room.

The next morning came around all too quickly, and I was ushered back into the reality of working for a living.

Julie woke me up at five. Her rejuvenated pussy sucking my hard cock into it as she bounced up and down on top of me. That huge dildo had left it very baggy, and I was able to last through three of her vocal orgasms before I lost my seed into her. I was also sub-consciously doing what Karen had asked – thinking of her as I fucked her sister.

She lay forward on my chest.

“When are you going to come back?”

“I don’t know. My contract ends in a couple of weeks, and I don’t know where I’ll be after then.”

“Call me?”

“Of course.”

I felt better this time. I knew Julie wanted me, and I felt I could phone her now, without worrying if I’d ruin our friendship.

She jumped up out of bed, “Brekkie?” she asked.

I smiled and nodded as she pulled on her robe and disappeared down the stairs.

About an hour later I was dressed, and eating toast with Julie in her kitchen.

Karen appeared at the door with a huge smile, “Morning!!” she beamed.

“We’re a bit happier this morning, aren’t we?” Julie was obviously relieved at the change in her sister, “It’s amazing what a good man can do.”

Karen blushed, “What do you mean?”

“Well,” Julie started, ” If you didn’t fuck him yesterday evening then you’re a fool, and if you didn’t fuck him last night then we’ve got really big rats!”

It was my turn to blush now.

“Sorry Julie,” Karen began, ” I don’t want to take him away from you, but he’s sooo good!”

The two women laughed, and started to discuss the various things they liked about my love-making. I felt very embarrassed and uneasy.

“…and when he fucks my ass, the ridges of his cock really do it for me.” Julie had to bring that up, “..You ought to get him to fuck yours.”

Karen blushed bright red, and Julie stared aghast at her, “You’ve let him do it haven’t you? I thought you said you’d never let a man up your arse.”

“I wanted him to, because he wasn’t trying to force me into it.”

“Instead you let him force it into you?”

“Yes, and it was sooo goooood!”

They laughed again, and I was glad above all things that the three of us were still friends.

A few days later I managed to get off work at lunch time. I knew Julie would be at work until about six, but I also knew that Karen was taking some time off work to recover from her ‘break-up’. I washed and changed, and then managed to do the journey to Julie’s house in less than 40 minutes, breaking every speed limit on the way.

I knocked on the door and heard hurried footsteps heading towards it. As it opened Karen saw me and her face lit up with excitement, her sweet smile spreading across her face like morning sunshine.

“Hello gorgeous.” I said, and kissed her cheek.

“Julie isn’t home yet.” She said apologetically.

“I didn’t come to see Julie” I replied, “I came to see the sexiest woman I know.”

The door was barely closed behind me before she started to kiss me passionately, her tongue darting into my mouth, and her hardening nipples pressing through both of our tee shirts into my chest.

“Missed me then?” I asked when she paused for breath.

She blushed appreciatively, and then lifted off her tee shirt revealing her loose breasts. They looked even better than I’d been fantasising about.

“Like what you see?” she asked.

“Love it!” I replied, unfastening the waistband of her jeans and then pulling down the zip.

“But I refer this” pushing my hand down her panties and easily finding her slit as I talked.

She rubbed my now hard cock through my pants, then undid my zip and released it into her hand.

“Looks like you missed me too.” She said, “God you’re hard!”

I pushed her jeans and panties over the swelling of her ass, and as they dropped to her ankles she kicked them off. She undid my waistband and my pants soon joined hers on the pile.

I pushed her back against the wall and grabbed her ass, her legs automatically lifting up and wrapping around my waist. My cock easily found it’s target and I pushed straight into her cunt as hard as I could. She gasped, and our mouths met. We sucked and bit at each other as my cock pounded into her time after time. There was no let up in our passions. This was without doubt the best fuck I had ever had, my mind was swimming.

She released my mouth and started to pant loudly, her arms around my neck and my hands under her ass supporting her as we bucked together. Her hard nipples rasped against my chest and she started to scream, and screamed with every desperate thrust I made until her warm fluid started to flow down my legs. She looked me straight in the eyes and smiled as she shook. I kissed her again, fixing my lips around hers, my passion not subsiding and may pace not slowed whilst she orgasmed around me. She let her legs drop so that her tip-toes just touched the floor and I continued to pump, the sudden restriction limiting the depth but not the urgency of my thrusts.

With our teeth grinding together she came again, but our position was obviously getting uncomfortable so she pushed me away softly. I unhitched my rampant cock from her pussy, it still felt bigger than ever. She picked up her panties and mopped some of her come from our sopping bodies, then led me into the lounge where she sat on the sofa. I had to be back inside her. I picked her legs up over my shoulders and ploughed into her again, biting and licking her hard nipples, and then rubbing her clitoris with my fingers as I thrust into her. Her eyes rolled and she squirted onto me again. My thrusts became more and more urgent, and then it came, the most mind-blowing orgasm I had ever had. As my come splashed into her womb she came again, flushing my efforts out like a douche-bag.

I let her legs drop to my sides and kissed her, this time with more affection than passion, and then lay my head on her ample bosom.

“I love you.” She said.

I didn’t answer.

I shuffled away from her, my mouth kissing and biting her nipples and the soft swell of her stomach as my tongue traced a line between her tits and her pussy. The removal of my cock unplugged her cunt and as it did, the fluid it had been holding back poured from her and soaked the seat below her. I paused at her puffy, swollen lips before kissing down along them, and then back up until my tongue found the little hard bud of her clitoris. She moaned as I licked and bit it, sucking it into my mouth and tasting the heady cocktail of our mixed love juices.

I inserted two fingers into her sopping tunnel, and she started to arch her back as my fingers fucked her, grabbing the back of my head and pushing me into her so hard that I could hardly breathe. I continued sucking and licking until she let out a yelp, and more juices flooded my mouth and hand.

I pulled my fingers from her cunt and pushed them straight into her ass as she came, they slid in easily with all of her juices that had run past it and she shuddered so hard that the sofa shook.

“Ooooh My God!” she shouted as the convulsions subsided. “Fuck me.”

My cock was still limp, and although I was desperate to please her, it didn’t seem to want to know.

“Let me.” She said, and patted the seat beside her, motioning me to sit there.

I sat. She bent over and licked my limp cock clean, then took it fully into her mouth and started to massage and milk it with her tongue. Her hand rubbed our juices into my balls, and before long I could feel myself growing in her mouth.

As soon as I was hard she straddled me and sank down onto my cock, her breasts bouncing into my face as she rode me. I licked and bit her hot nipples as they passed my mouth, and I rested my hands on her hips,

She put her hands on my shoulders and threw her head back as she bucked, her ass slapping against my thighs on every stroke. She stopped bouncing and just moved her pussy backwards and forwards on my dick, the sensation was amazing for me, and judging by the look on her face it was working for her too.

“I’m coming, I’m coming, I’M COMING!” Her voice louder and louder as she moved on me. “Come inside me, fill me with your spunk, fuck me FUCK ME!”

we turned over, my cock never leaving the envelope of her pussy, and I started to pound into her again, her grunts and squeals building up to a crescendo of noise, and her body squirming below me. I thrust hard and pumped my seed into her, her eyes rolling, and another gush of fluid soaking another sofa cushion.

So where are we now?

Eighteen months later, and I’m living with Karen. My wife threw me out when she realised what the stains on my clothes were, and I went straight round to Julie’s house, picked up Karen and we went house-hunting.

We fuck every night we’re together (I still have to work away sometimes), but after ruining two mattresses we’ve now got a rubber under-sheet.

Karen is truly amazing. She’s lost a lot of weight, and is now smaller than her sister, but fortunately her breasts haven’t shrunk much. She doesn’t eat any less, but the exercise we both get in the bedroom has toned both of our bodies up.

She’s still a very caring woman. Only the other night she sat me down, held both of my hands and looked me straight in the eye,

“You must fuck Julie you know,” she started, “She’s all on her own without a man and she gets lonely. She’s only had a couple of one-night-stands since you fucked her last, so she’s virtually a virgin. She’s coming over tonight, I’ll make some excuse to leave you both alone – work or something – and you’ll have a few hours to make her happy. But make sure you finish by ten…”

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