It would please me

            Alistair’s flat was all set for the night’s
rendezvous.  His own luxurious bed was big, but on Monday, even before Lionel
had come to his office, Alistair had arranged with his interior decorator to
have it replaced.  Yesterday his new bed arrived.  It was so big, it dwarfed
the California King he got rid of. 

            Merely looking at the huge expanse of bed gave
Alistair an erection.  He touched himself thinking I can’t wait to have my
cock in Jean.  Will she give me her arse or her pussy or her mouth?

            He checked his watch; everyone would be here
soon.  A last minute check of the flat confirmed that everything was in its
place.  The bar was freshly stocked; champagne was chilling in ice buckets in
the living room and in the bedroom; fresh flowers graced every room, including
the bathrooms.  He knew they’d be hungry later as well as thirsty and had the
chef at Pierre Matthieu prepare a light supper of cold lobster which was
in the kitchen ready to be served at any time.

            The house phone rang.  “Mr Deacon, your guests
have arrived”, the concierge said.

            “Thank you, James.  Please send them up.”

            James ushered Mr Deacon’s guests into the
private elevator and pressed PH; in a minute they stood in the entrance foyer
of Alistair’s Canary Wharf flat.

            As they entered the flat, he was pouring
champagne into crystal flutes.  “Welcome.  Welcome.”  He greeted Lionel and
Nigel with hearty hugs and gave Jean a kiss that wasn’t very long but was very
tantalizing; he handed the champagne around and they toasted the evening to
come.

            The champagne warmed everyone’s desires.  Lionel
had an arm around Jean’s shoulder and he toyed with the collar of her dress,
stroking her neck and caressing her back.  Alistair watched Jean finish her champagne
and leaned in for a kiss that took her breath away.  Lionel watched Jean’s
nipples harden to points and imagined how they would feel against his lips and
tongue.  He found it very arousing to watch her being stroked and caressed by
another and his cock began to grow and stiffen.  Alistair unzipped Jean’s dress
and slipped it from her arms so that it fell to the floor.  She stepped out of
it and stood there wearing the basque, panties and stockings that Lionel had
dressed her in earlier.   Jean closed her eyes and let the men’s mouths and hands
roam her body, stroking, kissing, sucking, and she felt her pussy begin to
quiver and get wet.

            In a few minutes they were all on Alistair’s
huge bed, clothes strewn all over the flat.  Jean laughed at the sight of three
men there for her pleasure.  Their cocks were getting hard and growing with
every lick and stroke.  She sucked them all, hearing them groan with lust,
watching them touch her, touch themselves and touch each other.  Alistair
fisted Lionel’s cock as Jean sucked his and Nigel’s. 

            “Are you ready?” Lionel whispered in her ear. 
Jean just nodded and swallowed hard; she felt like a child with an endless
supply of sweets to choose.  Her nipples were so hard they hurt and her cunt
was dripping wet, aching to be filled and drowned with cum.  Nigel kissed her
and rolled her nipples between his fingers; her moans got louder and she could
feel his hard cock knocking up against her.  Jean pushed Nigel on his back, his
cock swollen and coated with precum.  Jean straddled him, her breasts swaying
with every movement, and she sat down on his cock, taking him inside her.

            “Oh fuck yes” she breathed out as Nigel’s cock
seemed to grow with every breath.  She sank down even lower, grinding her pussy
against him and stuck her bottom out.  Alistair kissed her bum and slicked the
tight rosebud entrance with his tongue.  “Oh god that’s good.  Ooooh, fuck my
bum Alistair.  Stick your cock up my arse.”

            He just laughed softly and used his fingers to
open her bumhole and slipped two fingers inside Jean’s arse. 

            “Hurry Alistair, hurry!”  Jean commanded him.

            “Please!” she begged, “Hurry and fuck my arse!”

            Alistair continued to play with Jean’s hole as
she rode up and down on Nigel’s cock.  Lionel knelt next to Nigel and stuck his
cock in Jean’s mouth.  “Suck my cock, Jean.  Lick my balls.”

            Jean moaned at the sensations pummeling her.  Nigel
had her breasts in his hands, rolling and pinching her nipples between his
fingers sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body as his cock filled
her cunt while Lionel’s cock filled her mouth, and Alistair’s lubed cock worked
its way into her arse, the head of it slipping past the tight muscle and then
slowly, inch by inch, he buried himself up to his balls.

            Oh fuck she thought; she moaned out loud
as all three cocks filled her.  Nigel and Alistair could feel each other’s cock
as they pumped in and out of her body.  She hummed and moaned at the taste of
Lionel’s cock, his balls slapping her chin.   Alistair spanked her arse with
every stroke of his cock; faster and faster he thrust and spanked and her arse
turned a fierce shade of red, stinging and burning her with the pleasure of
pain.   She opened her mouth and sucked Lionel’s cock all the way in to her
throat and he could feel his balls tighten.

            “I’m gonna cum in your hot mouth”  His body
jerked with the force of his orgasm.  “Oh fuck yes” he cried as his cum shot
out and filled her mouth faster than she could swallow it.  “Oh yeah, oh fuck
yes, oh suck me hard” he said.

            Somewhere in the back of her mind Jean thought I
wish Sandy were here instead of with Nick.

            Alistair continued spanking her arse as Jean
swallowed Lionel’s cock and cum.  Jean closed her eyes and swallowed greedily,
loving Lionel’s cum, tasting it, feeling it fill her mouth and throat and
sliding down into her belly.  Lionel held her head as she cleaned his cock of
all his cum.  She didn’t swallow all of it, instead, she opened her mouth for
Lionel to see and he bent over and kissed her, sucking the last of his cum from
her mouth. 

            Alistair fucked her bum, his cock slamming in
and out of her tight hole and his balls ached as they kept pummeling her
bottom, all the while as he kept on spanking her fiery red arse.  He could feel
Nigel’s cock rubbing against his making his balls ache.  He pounded her arse,
and grabbed her hips as he came, his cock erupting and filling her arse as he
grunted and groaned in ecstasy.

            The feel of Alistair’s cum in her arse made her
rise up on Nigel’s cock and her own orgasm started, her hands raked his heaving
chest and a sharp cry escaped from her as she shuddered with the force of her
orgasm, her muscles contracting around his cock which pumped harder and harder
until he blew his cum deep inside Jean’s twat.  He pulled her head towards his
and kissed her, the delicious aftertaste of Lionel’s cum still on her lips and
his own thick ropes of spunk finally filled her pussy.

            The room smelled of sex and sweat and cum as
they disentangled their arms and legs and everyone’s breath became less ragged,
evening out to normal.  Alistair filled four flutes with champagne and brought
them to the bed.  In silence Jean watched the men drain their glasses, then she
moved to the foot of the bed and knelt facing them.  Slowly she lifted her
glass and took a sip then poured the rest of it over her tits so that it flowed
down over her body and dripped off her nipples.  She handed the glass to Nigel;
he and Lionel and Alistair watched, transfixed, as she smeared the cum that
dripped from her pussy and her arse into her breasts and belly and sucked her
fingers clean.