Dear Diary.
I wouldn’t call it a surprise, not even destiny or providence as I’m guessing the evening had already been planned in advanced, but a wish has come true!
I’m now sitting at the bottom of Steve’s bed dressed in my lingerie with Steve standing in front of me half naked, Michael filming the whole procedure whilst poor Jerry is still tied up to a chair in the next room.
For some reason, Michael has requested for the bedroom door to stay open. That his choice, I guess. I wouldn’t though as I didn’t want Jerry to hear anything to find out what I’ve been up to.
Anyway, as Steve is now in his tight boxer shorts and only a breath away from my face, Michael has come in close with his phone, wanting to film the big reveal (I mean big) and my reaction.
Have I now been upgraded to being their personal porn star, only to be used by Steve and directed by Michael when ever they want?
Is Michael now the new Surrey King of Porn, going by his distribution of my pics and videos to all and sundry?
If so, and if this is a way of Michael finding more guys to fuck me, then let’s see if it works. I can play their game and call their bluff. Though I do have my own freedom of choice as well, don’t I?
Sure, I’ll let them find more guys for me to play with and I’ll let them think that they’re in control, but I’m the one subliminally giving out the orders. I’m the one pretending to be submissive and playing the role in their little games and let’s not forget this, I’m the one that can say no!
‘Let’s get the party started,’ Michael said as he walked around Steve and I.
‘What would you like me to do?’ I asked, playing the innocent woman.
‘Take your bra and knickers off,’ Michael ordered.
‘Yeah,’ Steve said as he rubbed his bulge.
‘Are you going to help me?’ I asked Steve.
He needn’t have answered as he pulled me in, grabbed my bra from behind and swiftly unhooked my fastenings like a true expert.
With the loose garment hanging off my boobs, I did a small shrug and let my bra drop to the floor.
‘Oh yeah,’ Steve grinned as he reached out and grabbed my breasts. ‘They’re perfect. Just as good in real life as they are in your pics.’
‘Oh really?’ I looked at Michael. He winked back.
Steve then gently circled my nipples with him thumbs, just as if I were his personal Nintendo game controller.
‘Go on, kiss ’em,’ Michael suggested.
Without hesitation, Steve leant in and lightly kissed each nipple, teasing my tiny pink erect mounds.
The back of my hand inadvertently brushed his warm bulge. This didn’t distract him from his licking duties. Steve continued to explore my breasts with his hot lips, puckering them across my pert mounds as his hand wandered down to my covered crack.
With his fingers rubbing my camel toe, Michael knelt down to film the caressing and briefly joined in the fun with his spare hand.
‘Ooh,’ I moaned as Steve slipped his thick fingers underneath the flimsy elastic band and pulled down my knickers.
‘Oh yeah,’ I heard Michael cry as he ran his fingers over my wet pussy.
‘Does she taste good?’ Steve asked as Michael licked his moist finger.
‘You tell me.’
Steve took this as the go ahead to kneel before me.
‘She smells good,’ he sniffed as his lips edged closer. I’m so glad that I sprayed down their with my favourite perfume.
He then kissed my pussy.
Wow. My heart jumped as though a rocket had exploded up my cunt. No one has done that to me for a very long time, so it felt amazing. Truly amazing. Not even Jerry had ventured out of his boring routine to do that. Well, when it comes to sex, Jerry is very vanilla.
Steve then poked his tongue out and gently circled my vagina lips. ‘And she tastes good too! But I’m hungry and want to have a fanny feast.’
‘What do you mean?’ I asked.
‘Lay on the bed,’ ordered Michael, ‘and open your legs.’
I did as I was told.
With my legs hunched up and open wide, Steve came closer and teased me by lightly kissing my inner thighs and around the edge of my vagina.
Michael, on the other hand, was filming over Steve’s shoulder, trying to capture a new angle to the film.
With his soft lips moving closer to his goal, Steve started to lick my pussy lips again which made me shudder.
‘Urgh,’ I groaned as Steve held on to my stocking clad legs.
Another burst of pleasure shot up my spine from him from finding his target and working his magic on my clitoris.
‘That’s it Steve. Get right in there,’ Michael said, moving position to get a good view.
‘Mmm,’ was all I could hear from below as Steve worked wonders by fucking me deep with his tongue.
‘Keep going,’ I cried as his tongue eased open my hole even further.
Steve lifted his head up, wiped his mouth and smiled.
‘How was that?’
‘Magic,’ I breathed heavily, reminding him about his cheeky remark that he said to me earlier that evening.
Steve laughed. ‘I’m glad you like my conjuring. Wanna be my glamorous assistant?’
‘I’m already glamorous.’
‘Of course you are. I mean, would you like to play with my magic tricks, even kiss my wand?’
I looked up at Michael to see what he woukld say. ‘Suck him,’ Michael ordered.
‘Yeah slut. Make me cum.’ Steve added.
‘Oh well. If I must!’ I giggled as I pulled down Steve’s pants to unleash a magnificent monster, eight inches of throbbing man flesh, every glossy inch pulsated with perfection.
His cock was georgous. Thick as a cucumber and the longest I’ve ever seen.
I watched as a bead of juice escaped his tiny cock lips, like a diamond being discovered from the dark caverns of a coal mine. It glistened in the light as the bead of pre cum slowly dripped across his helmet and down his shaft.
I instantly stuck out my tongue as not to waste his substance and let the droplet delicately drip upon my awaiting licking apparatus. He tasted sweet. Again, different from the other guy’s, but hey, I’m not complaining.
I then flicked my tongue over his black tip, exploring his glands and helmet which made him shake. Now who’s in control?
With my right hand as Michael was filming us from the left side, I held his cock and licked his shaft up and down. My lips engorged his rod as if I were munching on a delicious corn on the cob, enjoying each inch as I diligently worked up and down.
I could see Michael getting excited too, but he would have to wait. At that heated moment, it was all about Steve.
It was Steve’s turn to have all of my attention. All of me pleasuring him before he pleasured me. Nothing was going to stop me from having my fun. Nothing.
Groaning away like a proper porn star, I eagerly opened my mouth and just about engulfed his bulbous tip. I couldn’t take him down deep as he was so big, almost to the point of gagging. But I loved every minute of it, even if I was choking.
Though thinking about it, would his ferocious anaconda slither into my sweet pussy easily? Is my lady garden big enough to accommodate his apple gorging snake?
I don’t want him to ruin me, hurt me and split me into two, do I? I’m sure he wouldn’t do that intentionally. But there were only one way to find out if his turbulent tube would fit into my triangle.
And I couldn’t wait!
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