Six of the Best Erotic Stories Volume 4

By Phebe Bodelle

I have compiled my last six explicitly erotic books into one super value volume, save $$$ on the price of buying them separately. In book one Slut Wife a woman before and after marriage gets sexual thrills wherever she can much to her husbands delight. Book two The Female Flasher finds a young lady who discovers the pleasure of flashing to strangers. In book three a lady totally controls her husband, she’s in charge and make no mistake until a dark stranger takes control of her sex life. Annie’s Sexy day, book four finds an older woman who stumbles from sexual situation to sexual situation truly enjoying a day of sexual excess and her husband is thrilled when she recounts every intimate detail. A young wife, a little the worse for wear takes part in a Miss Wet Tee-Shirt contest and finds that she really gets turned on showing herself off while her husband reaps the benefit. Finally in book six Christopher becomes Christine for a week when he/she discovers what it is like to be a very sexually active young lady.
All these books are extremely explicit with language to match and are only meant for adults, please be warned.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Phebe Bodelle
• Release date: Oct 1, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311054807

Phebe Bodelle

Hello there, it's Phebe writing. The character in "My very rude Awakening" is based largely on fact with a bit of embellishement where it made the story better. I am 29 years of age and have become an exhibitionst over the last few years and love displaying my body either naked or in see-thru clothes. I know men enjoy looking at me.I hope you enjoy reading my sexciting adventures.

Book preview

Chapter 1

So I’m a slut, if you don’t like it fuck off, you shouldn’t be reading my story. Labels who needs them, if I was a guy I’d be thought of as a bit of a lad, but because I’m of the female gender I’m a slut, tart, whore or whatever other name seems appropriate. Just because I like sex, a lot of sex doesn’t mean I have to be categorised, well I don’t think so. Now just settle down and enjoy a good sexy read.

I’ve been a slut ever since I was fourteen when I discovered what my cunt was for, well I knew what it was for before then of course, I’d just never got around to using it, well not properly anyway. I’d finger fucked myself a few times, well quite a few times actually long before I was fourteen and along with playing with my clit I found the whole thing a very enjoyable experience. Especially the orgasms, oh yes, that’s what it is all about achieving the ultimate in pleasure, a big fat juicy climax. When I was fourteen I finally let a kid from school fuck me properly, he was fourteen too and like me didn’t really have a clue what he was doing, still we both got rid of our cherries and that was that. It happened behind the cricket pavilion at the local sports club, not a very auspicious start to my sexual career, if you can call it that, but a start never the less. Jeremy and I kept at it for about two months and we both finally got the hang of what we were supposed to be doing, even engaging in a bit of oral along the way. He shot his load every single time, lucky bugger, but it took me about three weeks until he gave me my first fucking orgasm. Wow what a feeling that was and I determined there and then to get as many orgasms in my life as I possibly could. Yes I’d given myself plenty in the past but a climax from a prick sliding in and out of your cunt is simply the best.

Until Justin, who the majority of this story is about, at least my marriage to him, Jeremy was my longest ever boyfriend. I know, it’s sad, but hundreds of one night stands more than kept my cunt nicely occupied, believe me.

I suppose some people would call me a nymphomaniac and add on all sorts of physiological rubbish about why I need sex so much. Crap, I just enjoy it a lot and nobody is going to stop me enjoying my carnal desires, not ever.

By the time I was sixteen, of a legal age here in the United Kingdom, I was very well experienced in the art of love making, well fucking if truth be told. I taught a lot of lads, of my own age, what it takes to make a girl come when they are doing her and hopefully those lessons will go forward to help them pleasure their future conquests and who knows their wives as well, so I consider myself to be a doer of good deeds and at the same time achieving my ultimate goal of a good climax into the bargain.

Well that’s enough talk about how I became what I am, I should imagine by now you’ll want to hear about some of my exploits, so here goes.

I met Steve in a pub, I was there with a mate from work, the pair of us worked on the switchboard of a local mini cab company and had become good friends very quickly. Janice loved to hear all about my love life and I was happy to tell her every explicit detail. She’s a pretty girl, two years older than me, I was eighteen when I met Steve by the way. Janice was engaged to Simon and had a very normal relationship, they fucked regularly but by the sound of things it wasn’t very exciting and I think the girl lived vicariously off my sex life. I did offer to take Simon in hand so to speak and teach him how to make love to his woman properly but she very quickly declined the offer.

You’re just being a randy cow. She said after I made the offer.

Listen my girl under my tutelage he’ll have you begging him to stop after the fourth or fifth orgasm, make no mistake.

Huh, he’ll probably want to run off with you.

No chance of that, I don’t want a long term relationship, too many pricks in the sea and I want to try as many as I can.

Well the answer’s no. Anyway Simon wouldn’t go with you, he’s faithful to me.

‘If I got my claws into him,’ I thought, ‘he would soon be between my legs.’

But I said, okay, whatever, the offer’s there if you ever feel the need.

Now Steve looked a bit of a hunk, tall with short blond hair, nice face, a tight little ass and well dressed in smart casual gear. He was with a group of four other lads but seemed to be on the edge, not really part of the group, I wondered why and looking at Janice said, What do you make of that lad over there? nodding my head in the group’s direction.

Which one?

Blondie.

Mmm, okay I suppose if you like that sort of thing.

Well I think I’m going to give him the benefit of my lovely body this evening.

Laura you’re awful.

Get out of here, I’ve got an itch and it needs scratching.

You’ll have more than an itch one day the way you carry on.

Oh don’t start mum.

It’s true I suppose that I did sometimes risk catching something nasty off of one of my conquests, but even though I’m a randy slut I do select my partners carefully. I know you can’t judge a book by its cover but so far my intuition and I suppose a bit of luck had kept me out of any special clinic. Enough of that, I fancied a fuck and wasn’t going to be put off by anything Janice said.

She shook her head just as the lad turned around scanning the clientele in the pub. Our eyes locked for a moment and I gave him my biggest and best smile, he smiled back and raised his glass in salute. A good start, now all I needed to do was to get him back to my place, strip off his clothes and get him firmly between my legs. Jumping the gun a bit you might consider, but the way I worked he was as good as squirting his cum deep inside me.

I turned to Janice, just popping to the loo, won’t be a minute.

Once there I took off my knickers and then slipping off my top unhooked my bra and put it in my handbag. I put my top back on, a simple white tee shirt which showed off my pert nipples to perfection and then walked back out into the bar. I sidled up to the object of my lust and he turned and smiled at me once again.

Hiya, he said in a deep gravelly voice.

Hello to you too, I’m Laura and I’ve just been to the toilet to remove my underwear so you can have easy access to me when you take me home in a taxi, okay?

He looked stunned as do most men when I make my move.

Err yeah okay.

Right, I’ll see you at chucking out time, oh and don’t tell your mates I want you not a gang bang tonight.

With that I went and sat back down with Janice.

You’ve taken off your bra you old tart. She said shaking her head.

I don’t know why, Janice had seen me operate this way many times before, you would have thought she would be used to me by now.

And my knickers if you must know.

Why do you do it Laura?

Oh shut up and drink up, it’s your round.

The pub closed after another half hour, Simon walked in to collect his missus, what a wonderful fiancé he was, but it left me alone to the tender mercies of my as yet unnamed beau. He waited until his mates left and then wandered over.

Hello again Laura, you okay with this?

Bloody right I am, you?

He nodded, I’ll call a cab.

Fifteen minutes later we slipped into the back of a Ford Mondeo and taking the lads hand I slipped it up my skirt so he could make acquaintance with my unfettered cunt. He ran a finger up and down my slit as I eased my legs apart giving him easy access.

Like what you’re feeling? I asked in my best seductive voice.

Mmm, very nice, and you’re wet already.

I’ve done nothing but think about you getting between my legs for the last half hour. It’s got me feeling very horny.

With that he reached over with his spare hand and felt a tit through the thin material of the tee shirt. He gave the nipple a little squeeze. I pulled up the tee shirt so he could get at my naked tit not minding if the cab driver could see what was going on. I don’t care who sees me naked or when I’m at it, it’s all part of my sexy fun, part of my makeup. I reached over to his crutch and was well satisfied with the big solid bulge I felt. I unzipped him and after a bit of a struggle managed to free his cock from his underpants and bending over took it into my mouth. It was a pretty average sized cock but that wasn’t a problem and I set to running my lips up and down the length of it. He gave a slight groan, great I was hitting the spot.

Then a couple of minutes later the cab driver turned round and said, we’re here folks.

I pulled down my tee shirt as the lad struggled to put his cock back into his pants.

That’ll be seven fifty.

I gave him a tenner, keep the change mate, and then hand in hand walked my new lover into my apartment block, up in the lift and into my abode. It wasn’t quite that straight forward there was a fair bit of groping along the way much to my pleasure. The lad was hot to trot.

As we walked through the front door I suddenly remembered, What do I call you?

Steve.

Nice, so do you want a drink or shall we go straight to bed?

Bed.

Right answer, I said and led him through to my boudoir, in the past the scene of some extreme sexual activity I can tell you.

The first thing I did was to strip, the tee shirt and skirt were swiftly deposited onto the floor. I love showing myself of nude to my sex partners, well in truth I love showing off my naked body at any time, I enjoy the look on peoples’ faces when they catch sight of my gorgeous body when they aren’t expecting it but more of that later. I have a perfect 32.22.32 body. Huh a bit short in the tit department you are thinking to yourself, but considering I’m only five feet two inches in thick socks my tits are in perfect proportion to my height. I can assure you that I’ve never had any complaints; in fact I’ve often been told my tits are a nice handful, a lovely pair of jugs, beautiful bazookas and a lot more besides.

Steve took in the sight and said, Fucking gorgeous.

You like what you see then? I asked always enjoying a compliment or two.

Absolutely and you’ve got a shaved pussy too.

Oh yes, let the dog see the rabbit is my philosophy. Now are you gonna take of your togs or are we just gonna stand here yacking all night.

You’re a very forthright lady ain’t you?

I know what I want, so strip and let me see what I’m in for.

By this time the fire of passion was burning in my gut and only a good dollop of creamy cum pumping inside me would put it out.

He quickly lifted off his tee shirt, dropped his chinos on the floor and pushed down his Calvin Klein underpants, nice.

Socks too, I said admiring the sight of his rigid cock sticking out from his crotch.

The socks followed the rest of his clothes on the floor and then taking his hand I led him to the bed and laid down.

Right then lover boy I think you should get between my legs and give my cunny some attention with that tongue of yours.

Whatever you want madam.

I opened my legs up wide and Steve knelt between them and started licking my cunt. He used his fingers to open me up and next thing his tongue was doing wonderful things to my cunt lips. Mmm this was good, most guys go straight for the clit but Steve was taking his time building me up nicely until he would inevitably give my little pleasure nub the attention it deserved. I just lay there soaking up the pleasure this strange man’s tongue was giving me, just giving out a little moan of joy every so often as the feelings in my pussy intensified. The moans were genuine, I don’t put on a show for my lovers, if they didn’t do the business properly then I’d remain quiet, no pathetic sounds of passion if that wasn’t what I was feeling. The guy kept at my cunt lips for at least ten minutes or so, getting closer and closer to my clit until in the end I grabbed his head by his blonde hair and forced him to do the job on the centre of my sexual world. The moment his tongue touched my clit I let out a big groan.

Fuck yes, that’s the spot, go for it Stevie baby, do the fucking business.

His action on my clit was superb, slow strokes with increasing pressure were doing lovely things to my body, everything I craved from a sexual encounter. He kept this up for ages bringing me ever closer to my hearts desire, a stonking big climax. When he started to probe my hole with two fingers that was it, the dam burst and I screamed out in ecstasy a lovely orgasm sent my body into beautiful spasms of pure joy and he hadn’t even fucked me yet, Stevie boy was good.

As the climax died I asked, You gonna put it in me now?

If that’s what you want.

Please yes.

He slid up between my legs and I felt the tip of his cock at the entrance to my cunt. He tormented me for a moment just probing the entrance, I pushed against him wanting his prick deep inside me but he pulled back controlling our sex, not something I was used to but enjoying it all the same. Then finally he plunged into me to the hilt his belly touching mine as his prick filled me to capacity. He then began to fuck me, slowly but surely his prick nearly leaving my hole on each stroke before pumping back into me. This guy really was good and so far he hadn’t given a thought to his own pleasure. Most guys wanted their cock sucking for a while before they got down to the serious business, not that I would have minded I love sucking cock but all Stevie boy was showing me was consideration for my sexual pleasure. He fucked me like that for ages giving me a second and third climax before gasping, I’m gonna come.

Go for it baby, shoot your load.

Then he was grunting as pump after pump of his cum shot inside me, those last few shuddering strokes giving me one last superb orgasm, fucking wonderful, what a lover, I determined there and then to hang onto this guy for a while. Having said that this was only one fuck, would he be able to keep up with my sexual appetite, most men couldn’t, so I put that thought on the back burner while I just enjoyed the moment. Finished he rolled off me and lay by my side.

That was fucking gorgeous, He said, You’re a great fuck.

Now some girls would perhaps have felt a little insulted by that remark, not me, it was one of the highest compliments I could be paid, a great fuck, oh yes.

We lay there side by side quietly for a minute or two enjoying that warm après fuck glow and then I got up and made us coffee which we drank side by side in bed.

Coffees finished I said, Now it’s your turn for a bit of oral delight.

I moved down the bed, got between his legs and took his soft prick between my lips, there’s nothing quite like feeling a cock harden in your mouth and the taste, a mixture of cum and my juices lovely, the flavour of S.E.X. my favourite tang. I could fit Stevie’s entire cock in my gob to start with but as it hardened and swelled I had to pull back a little. It didn’t take long, the man responded quickly and I soon had a fully working piece of manhood to play with, fabulous. I turned around so I was along Steve’s body so the angle was right so I could take his entire prick in my mouth and down my throat. I’d long since got over any sort of silly gag reflex and could now quite happily deep throat the biggest of pricks. I fucked his cock with my mouth. Pulling out so just the velvety tip of it was between my lips and then plunging all the way down so my lips were kissing his pubes. I give good head and the groan from Steve showed me he approved of my technique. With my head bobbing up and down the length of his cock he reached under me grabbing hold of a tit, feeling the weight of it with his hand, squeezing it and then rolling the nipple between his fingers, nice, my nipples respond well to being touched and I appreciated the effort to please me while I was doing everything I could to please him. I caught his scrotum in one hand and gently massaged his balls.

I won’t last long if you keep doing that, He murmured.

I pulled away, I wanted his cock back inside me, I was always happy for a guy to shoot his load in my mouth but only after I’d had an orgasm or two before hand. That’s the name of the game as you now know; Orgasms are Me, if you will.

I straddled him lowering myself down onto his solid prick slowly and carefully.

You can play with my tits some more while you calm down a bit. I instructed.

Mmm and lovely tits they are too.

His hands came up cupping both my tits, his thumb and forefingers automatically locking onto my nipples, squeezing the twin buds of pleasure.

You can play with them harder, I said, my nips like it hard.

His fingers came together harder and I shuddered as electric shocks of pleasure flooded down to my cunt. I leaned forward.

Bite them.

He took my left nipple between his lips and gently closed his teeth around the bud.

Harder, bite the little fucker, chew on it.

He did as instructed and my pleasure increased immeasurably. I like a man who can follow instructions. I began to bounce up and down on his prick more vigorously, it was a marvellous feeling as it slid in and out of my snatch and now, after he had calmed down, I had the benefit of him having come previously he was going to last longer. I managed to have an orgasm quickly, shouted out my joy and kept on humping the man without a pause. I rode that cock for a good half hour achieving three more climaxes before Steve groaned and unloaded his cum inside me, thrusting his hips up into me all the while. Wow that was a great session and a lovely fuck, the guy was promising. He even pulled me into his arms after, cuddling me and before long the pair of us were asleep.

I woke sometime in the night and looking at the clock saw that it was two thirty in the morning. I went to the loo did a wee and returning to bed couldn’t resist having a fiddle with Steve’s cock. It didn’t take long for it to firm up. Steve gave a groan.

Come on Stevie baby put it in me.

I lay back with my legs apart and Steve rolled over onto me, found my cunt and thrust into me and began to fuck me. In truth I think he was not quite awake as his movements were mechanical, but a fucks a fuck and I took what pleasure I could from it. Neither of us actually came which was a disappointment but the feelings were nice anyway. We went back to sleep and I stirred about six in the morning wanting to wee again. I did what I had to do and then gave myself a wash and a naughty thought entered my head. Creeping to my bedside cabinet, with Steve quietly snoring away I took out my arse plug and lubricant went back to the bathroom. I lubricated the plug and pushed it into my arse. That would make it nice and comfortable for Steve to do the business when he woke up later but before then I could enjoy the pleasure as every movement of my body, every step I took sent a spasm of pleasure through me. Sometimes I plugged my arse before going to work and kept it in all day, the joy it gave me was wonderful. Back in bed alongside Steve I clenched my arse cheeks together intensifying the feelings and then put my fingers down to my clit giving it a rub. It didn’t take long for a gentle climax to shudder through my cunt. I must have drifted off then because we eventually stirred about ten.

Good morning lover boy, how are you this morning? I asked.

Fantastic, that was some night, you are one randy bitch.

I sure am, I said grabbing his cock which was already rock hard, he probably wanted to take a piss but I didn’t care I wanted his cock and I wanted it there and then.

I rolled over onto my stomach, Take a look at my arse. I ordered.

Fuck, what’s that?

Just a little toy of mine to make your passage into my bum a bit easier, pull it out and replace it with your cock, okay.

As Steve had observed earlier I can be an extremely forthright young lady when I want to be.

He knelt behind me and I felt his fingers at the rim of the silicone base, there was a slight ‘plop’ as the device left my arse and next thing his prick was probing the entrance. He slid into me slowly to the hilt.

Oh yes that feels good, I cooed. Now give it to me hard.

Steve began to pump away as I reached between my legs to finger my clit. This was fucking at its best, his solid member was doing divine things to me and each time he thrust into me I gave a little moan of sheer pleasure. What with my fingers and his prick hammering into me it didn’t take much time before a long hard orgasm took over my body completely, I was in climactic heaven and whimpered out my pleasure, this was the signal for Steve to orgasm and next thing he was groaning as he shot his load, six or seven good spurts of his cum shot into me. I’ll admit it now I had hoped he would last longer and give me the pleasure of a multi orgasmic experience but a girl couldn’t really complain my orgasm had been a right stonker. He collapsed on top of me and I thought for a second he was going to fall asleep again but after a few moments he got off me saying, I’ve got to go to the loo.

A half hour later, showered and dressed we had tea and toast when Steve announced, Right I’m off, I’m meeting some mates to go to the footy.

Will I see you again? It sounded a bit desperate I know but he’d been a great fuck and I wanted more.

Too right you will, he said brightly. I’ve had a great night. I’ll call you Monday to make a date, how’s that.

It seemed like that was going to be his best offer so I said, I’ll look forward to it, and then he was gone."

He did ring on Monday evening and we arranged a date for Wednesday, going out for a meal indeed, classy.

I dressed carefully for the meeting, I didn’t want to go over the top for our first proper date, no see through gear, but something low cut with an uplift bra, my shortest skirt and I wore knickers, little bikini briefs that made my bum look the business.

Steve picked me up from my flat and whisked me off to a lovely country pub where we both enjoyed steak and chips followed by a superb chocolate gateaux with double cream. We had a bottle of wine with the meal but Steve was sensible only having the one glass which left me to finish off the bottle. On the way home I couldn’t help myself, I undid the zip to his trousers, got out his hardening cock and leaning down and gave Stevie a blow job. It was quite dark by now so there was little chance of anybody seeing what I was up to, mores the pity and it always seems extra horny when you do something you shouldn’t and Steve wasn’t objecting. I also had an ulterior motive, if he came now he’d last longer when I got him in the sack when we got home. I used a hand to wank the length of his cock while my lips and tongue got to work on the knob head. He tasted mostly fresh with just a hint of pee, must have showered before he met me. After a few moments I began to bob my head up and down enjoying the feel of his now hard cock sliding between my lips. Fortunately he started to come when we were on a long straight stretch of duel carriageway. He stiffened and I knew the moment of truth was about to happen. Spurt after spurt of his lovely cum splattered into my mouth. I greedily swallowed it down and used my hand to milk every last drop of his fluid and then my tongue to lick him clean. Job done I sat back up.

Okay? I asked knowing what the answer would be.

Fucking great.

Good, cause when I get you home I want a very good seeing to, you up for that yes?

Too bloody right my sexy little minx.

‘Yuck,’ I thought, ‘sexy little minx, tosser.’

But he wasn’t bad in the sack so I suppose I could forgive him for that remark.

Back home Stevie boy did indeed give me an excellent time, blowing him had done the trick and he lasted for ages giving me three stupendous climaxes before he shot his load into my cunt.

He left me just before one o’clock in the morning begging off further rumpy pumpy because he had to get up early for work the following morning, wimp. So many men are in love with the idea of meeting a nympho but then cry off when faced with the reality of a woman who truly loves sex any time anywhere.

Stevie and I dated for three weeks but his performances were becoming less and less and then one evening the whole thing came to a head and we were over. He had told me he couldn’t see me on a Wednesday evening because he and a couple of mates were staying in to watch a football match on the telly.

Bring them round to my place, I said, I won’t get in the way and I’ll keep you supplied with beer and crisps.

I don’t know, we take our soccer pretty seriously.

Come on it’ll be fun.

He reluctantly agreed and the stage was set for my downfall.

Quite why the guys wanted to watch a match between two foreign teams I’ve no idea and I’m not a soccer aficionado but it was totally boring. I think there were only three shots on goal during the entire match and all three were easily saved by the goalkeeper. About ten minutes before the end I announced, I’m going for a shower.

If the guys heard me I don’t know but I got up and left the room. I had a lovely shower, dried myself off, wrapped a towel around my wet hair and another around my waist leaving my tits on display. Listening at the door to make sure the final whistle had been blown I walked into the living room. Steve took one look at me jumped up and shouted, What the fuck are you up to?

I thought we could all have some fun together.

You fucking slag, so that’s why you got us round here, fucking hell.

Come on it’ll be fun.

It’s not my idea of fun. He said shaking his head. I’m off, you guys coming.

His two mates reluctantly stood, they were definitely up for a good time but obediently obeyed as Steve walked out of the door and out of my life.

Oh well, it was good while it lasted. My arse bung, dildo and vibrator took care of my needs in bed that night and lovely it was too.

Chapter 2

After Steve there followed a succession of one night stands, some good, some not so good, some men can be right selfish buggers when it comes to sex. Anyway one of these encounters was absolutely fucking terrific which I’m sure you will enjoy hearing about.

It happened one Thursday night. I was on the switchboard at the taxi company and finished at midnight. I was feeling horny, when aren’t I you might ask, but it was too late to go to a pub to pick up a bloke and none of the drivers working that night were fuckable so before I left work I went into the loo, slipped in my arse plug and set off for home thinking I’d have to pleasure myself. I tell you driving over speed bumps with a plug in is a truly wonderful experience. So I was driving along the road and fairly close to home when I felt and heard the familiar rumble of a flat tire. I contemplated driving the rest of the way home with the flat but there was a lay-by for buses just up the road so pulled in there. I wasn’t best pleased I can tell you. I opened up the boot and was just reaching in to get the jack out when a car pulled in behind me, its headlights full on. A guy got out and said in a broad Brummie accent, You alright darling?

No I’m not, got a flat tire.

I couldn’t see the guy because of his headlights.

We’ll give you a hand love, not safe for a girl by herself this time of night.

Which if you think about it was a bit incongruous considering. With that two more guys got out of the car and as they stepped forward into the light my heart skipped a beat. They were gorgeous, tall, hunky, young, in their early twenties I’d say and all three were as black as the ace of spades. I’ve no problem with colour, I’ve fucked plenty of men with dark skin and I didn’t feel the slightest bit intimidated by them. They set to work and in five minutes the spare wheel was on the car, the jack was back in the boot and I was all set to go.

Jesus guys you’re a life saver.

No problem darling.

Is there anything I can do to thank you? I raised my eyebrows letting them know I had one thing in mind.

They looked at each other and smiled. Well I guess we can think of something.

I nodded. I only live up the road, why don’t you come back to my place.

We’ll follow you.

Okay so I’m a slut, but the thought of these three hunks fucking me was too good an opportunity to miss. I tell you during that last half mile to my house my arse plug was doing wonderful things to me and the three sleeping policemen in my cul-de sac nearly drove me over the edge. I pulled up outside my apartment block and the guys parked right behind my car. I locked up and they filed in behind me up to my flat. In the light I could see not only were they hunky but good looking too. I opened the door and we trooped in.

You guys want a drink or something; I’ve got some cold beers in the fridge.

Yeah, the apparent leader of the group said, that’d be cool.

I fetched the beers, we popped the lids standing in my lounge and all took a swig. Winston as I found out later came up behind me and immediately cupped my tits with his two big hands. I leant my head back against him. He tweaked my nipples through the material of my blouse and bra.

Mmm, that feels good. I murmured enjoying the touch of this stranger’s hands.

He began to unbutton my blouse and then slipped it off my shoulders before unhooking my bra and letting it fall to the floor. Once more his hands cupped my tits, kneading the nipples, pulling on them. This was starting off so well and it was only going to get better. His two companions stood watching as Winston slid his hand down my body, in the waistband of my skirt and into my knickers, his finger sliding carefully along my slit.

Hey girl you’re wet already, looking forward to some black dick.

You betcha, I said breathing heavily.

He went to move his hand away from my cunt but I grabbed it keeping it in place, a few more strokes of his finger on my clit and I began to moan as a beautiful climax erupted. Fuck that was quick even for me but I guess the arse bung was doing its job.

The three guys laughed. You lady are one hot chick, Michael said still watching from across the room. He started to undress and when his cock popped out I was delighted, it was rock hard standing out from his crutch and ready for action. Meanwhile the other guy whose name I never got, not that it mattered knelt down on the floor in front of me and pulled down my skirt and knickers and promptly dug his tongue into my crack, oh yes this was going to be a great night. I shuddered as the guy’s tongue made contact with my clit, he pressed it hard and it felt divine. Winston was still at my tits but then began to run his hands down my body, onto my hips and then to my bum when he discovered my little sex toy.

Fucking hell girl what you got there. Turn around and bend over so the guys can see.

I did as I was told and bent over spreading my legs so the guys could see the bung stuck into my arse. I felt no embarrassment at revealing my secret, why should I, it’s my body and if I want a little sexy fun from the odd toy or two, fuck em.

Why don’t you replace it with your cock, I said to Michael, It’s good but nothing like the real thing.

He took the three or paces across the room and still with me bending over pulled the bung from my arse and began to probe the entrance with his cock. He slid it in slowly and I responded by pushing against him. I reached out for the zip on Winston’s jeans, pulled it down and unclipped the buckle pushing the garment down along with his underpants. His prick was engorged and solid I took it into my mouth and moved my head up and down the length of it, taking more and more with each stroke. Michael was now fucking my arse with a nice steady rhythm and very satisfying it was too. I believe some women don’t go much on the anal game, they don’t know what they’re missing. By now the end of Winston’s cock was touching the back of my throat, excellent, I’d show these guys how lucky they’d been to rescue me by the side of the road. Winston bless him didn’t neglect my tits while I was blowing him, he reached down massaging the twin orbs, giving my nipples a little tug every so often. Nameless guy in the meantime had stripped off and was rubbing his cock up and down the side of my body, he was anxious to get into the action so I reached out and took his cock in my hand, wanking his hard member whilst I enjoyed the action I was getting and receiving from the other two. I’ve got to tell you now that I’d fucked two blokes at the same time before, on two occasions but never three men at the same time, the anticipation of what was to come was almost unbearable.

My back was now beginning to ache from being bent over so straightened myself which caused Michael’s cock to slip out of my arse.

Sorry, I said.

No problem little lady, how about we move over to the sofa and see what transpires.

‘See what transpires, a posh fuck,’ I thought.

A sat in the middle of the sofa with Michael and Winston either side of me, they immediately grabbed a tit each, nothing quite like two men playing with your tits at the same time while I stretched out my hands grabbing hold of two lovely black cocks manipulating the beasties and leaning forward took nameless into my mouth. He wasn’t backwards in coming forward and held my head steady while he pumped his cock in and out of my gob, fucking it like a second cunt. This was naughty, dirty fucking and I was loving every second of it. Then a thought struck me, something remembered from a while back, when I’d fucked the two guys previously I’d had the pleasure of my arse and cunt being fucked at the same time, what a blast that was and what an almighty orgasm I’d had as a result, I could have the same pleasure tonight and if we did it right I could have another cock in my mouth at the same time, all holes filled together, awesome.

It didn’t take long before nameless pulled away from my mouth, Girl you’re gonna have me coming if you carry on like that for much longer.

Well get down on your knees and give my cunt some loving.

You got it baby. He said and knelt on the floor.

I shuffled forward a bit so he could get at me and next thing his tongue was running up and down my slit. I felt the need for a cock in my mouth so got Winston to kneel up alongside me so I could give the man some oral attention and at the same time reached behind myself so I could carry on wanking Michael’s cock. It crossed my mind whether or not these guys had serviced other woman together before, whatever, they were doing me in a superb fashion. I turned round so Michael could have some well deserved attention from my gob and as before wanked Winston with my hand. Nameless in the meantime was probing my cunt hole as deep as he could with his tongue and then sliding it up giving my clit a bit of pressure. Much more of this and I’d come again but I wanted it with a prick inside me so got the guys to stop.

Right who wants to fuck me first? I asked.

Winston volunteered his services.

Okay guys just let me enjoy Winston for a minute, okay.

I slid a little further onto the front of the sofa and the man got on his knees and slowly slid his lovely black cock into me. I love the contrast of black on white and marvelled as his cock slid in and out of my cunt; its black length standing out against the white skin of my thighs. I wanted to watch and feel the movement, fucking fantastic. He rode me like that for ages and I invited the other two to sit alongside me so I could take their cocks in hand. It really had been my lucky night getting the puncture and finding these three super studs to do me. I’d been expecting a night of self induced orgasmic pleasure and ended up with three gorgeous cocks to play with.

After ten minutes or so of being fucked by Winston I thought it was about time to have the ultimate pleasure of a double fuck so got no name to sit on the sofa and I immediately lowered myself onto his waiting cock, his prick sliding smoothly into my very well lubricated arse. Michael then got between my legs and plunged into my cunt, filling me with all the black meat I could handle. He started a nice slow pumping motion, his cock riding in and out of my cunt. Winston was determined not to miss out and knelt alongside me so I could take his cock into my mouth. All my holes filled, could winning the lottery be any better, I don’t think so. Moments later another climax shuddered its way through my hyper sexed up body. I cried out as the ecstatic feelings flooded me, filled me up and consumed me. With my eyes closed and clenching my cunt muscles I milked every last drop of orgasmic joy from the experience. The guys swapped around after that, it seemed like they all wanted to take turns with all my holes filled and to each give me another climax. I had no objection to that in any way shape or form and enjoyed the three guys’ attentions to the limit. On the final round I felt no name stiffen and next thing he was pumping loads of lovely cum into my mouth. Spurt after spurt of the lovely stuff filled my gob, I swallowed once and then a second time, it must have been a while since he’d last shot a load. I hoped that the other guys had just as much of their love juice for me. I finished off Winston knelt on the floor in front of him taking his cock into my mouth and with a combination of wanking and sucking brought him to a very noisy climax, his cum pumping down my throat with each thrust of his body. Michael got me to lay on the floor and finished himself off ejaculating his cum over my face, mouth, hair and throat and then he wiped his sticky prick over my left tit, all part of good sexy fun.

I made some coffees after that and then the guys had to go, they were driving back home to Birmingham early in the morning to start a new building job. I told them to call on me again if they were ever in the area and they promised they would.

I showered and then climbed into bed sexually elated and satisfyingly tired. I slept the sleep of the sated.

Chapter 3

About a week later Justin, Jay, walked into my life. I was on the switch at work giving all the drivers their jobs over the radio when Jay walked into the office.

I looked up, Where to? I asked.

I’m not looking for a taxi, I’m looking for a job.

As I looked at the man an electric charge seemed to pass between us, a sexual charge that immediately made my cunt twinge. Now I know I’m a pretty horny chick but to feel what I did just by looking at the guy; that was unusual.

I laughed, Well you won’t get a job here looking like that.

He had on jeans, a tatty tee shirt and very worn out trainers.

We are a quality minicab company.

He smiled down at me. Didn’t realise there was such a thing.

Well now you know. I suggest you go home, put on some decent trousers, a clean shirt and proper shoes.

Oh do you now.

Do you want a job or what?

Yeah I want a job, you do have vacancies?

We’ve got vacancies for smart blokes yeah. What car do you have?

A two year old Mondeo.

Clean and tidy.

Fuck sake, yes.

Nice, how long will it take you to change and get back here?

Half an hour.

Okay I’ll let Len know, he’s the boss and he’ll interview you. I suppose you know your way about?

He looked me over, a salacious look.

Oh yeah I know my way about alright.

That twinge in my cunt turned into a spasm. He’d looked right through my clothes and could see my fanny squirming for him, bastard.

I shook my head. Right see you in half an hour, don’t be late.

As he walked out of the office I had a good ogle at his arse, mmm very nice.

Twenty nine minutes later he walked back into the office and he was transformed, navy blue trousers with a crease, crisp white shirt, polished black shoes and he’d even shaved.

Well will I do for you?

Oh yes, you’ll do for me alright, I said flirting outrageously. Unfortunately it’s not me you’ve got to impress. Go on through Len’s expecting you. I nodded towards the back office door.

Wish me luck. He said.

Twenty minutes later he walked out.

Well? I asked,

I start tomorrow, get the radio fitted first thing and then I’m your brand new minicab driver.

Congratulations.

Listen thanks for the heads up on the dress code, Len told me they’re very strict about having smart drivers.

Yeah, even we girls on the switch have to dress respectably.

Well I guess that’s it then.

I nodded, disappointed that he was going. He turned away and then back again. Listen how about a drink when you’ve finished work to celebrate my new job and to say thanks for your help?

I thought you’d never ask.

We met up in the Three Feathers a short walk down the road from the office.

It turned out Jay had been divorced two years, no kids thankfully and had been made redundant from a bank the same week his decree absolute had come through. He had just paid cash for his car so at least that was a bit of luck. Since then he had done quite a few odd jobs but nothing in his planned for career path.

We were chatting away quite happily when I asked, So how come you got divorced?

The truth?

Of course.

My wife, ex-wife thought I was some kind of sex maniac. She couldn’t keep up with me.

Now I was extremely sceptical about that statement some guys thought two or three times a week was a lot of sex, me two or three times a night sounded about right.

And she divorced you for that?

Yep.

Bloody hell silly cow, me I can’t get enough.

The sexual tension between us was almost palpable before this snippet of conversation, it notched up a fair degree after that.

His eyes widened at that remark.

Really?

If we’re being honest I’ve not met a man yet who can give me the err, service I need.

He looked directly into my eyes. I’d love to give it a go.

I bet you would. I paused a moment. Let’s drink up and go and see.

Nothing like being forthright is there.

We walked back past the cab office to where Jay’s car was parked. Can we go to your place, He asked. I live in a horrible little bedsit, not suitable for a lady to visit.

Sure, whatever.

Fifteen minutes later I was leaning on the inside of my front door,