Lifelong best friends Greg Wishaw and Joshua Regal worked together for Stanislas, Boivin and Champeaux Solicitors in Finchbottom and spent their annual bonus on the trip of a life time on the Orient Express and were partying hard in the bar car when Greg got chatting with a drop dead gorgeous girl called Tara Harfield, who was serious posh totty, and seriously hot.
She was five foot two with red hair and a pale complexion and was cutely freckled and she was with a friend, Sonja Marti who was an inch shorter with Jet-black hair and dark dusky skin.
They were both stunningly beautiful and wearing low cut party outfits and when Greg pulled Tara and went back to her cabin he found out to his delight that Tara and Sonja came as a pair.
In the following months the three of them had many exhausting and exhilarating sexual adventures together, but he and Josh still went out carousing together on a regular basis.
By the time October came around he hadn’t seen the girls for about six weeks, due to a combination of work commitments, holidays and illness.
Greg had just got back from Prague after a three day stag for his best friend Joshua and he was absolutely exhausted so he went upstairs stripped off and crashed out.
When he woke up about 8 hours later, he did so with some alarm and the reason for that was that he was tied spread-eagled on the bed.
“What the hell?” he said as he tested the strength of each of his bonds in turn.
And at that moment the door opened and two witches walked in, wearing long black cloaks and floppy witch’s hats, white striped socks and black high-heeled ankle boots with bright red laces.
“Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble” the witches chorused
“I might have known it was you two” he said
“Trick or treat” they yelled
“Well obviously it’s “Treat”” he said as the blood started to flood toward his member
“Good choice” Tara responded
“A very good choice” Sonja agreed and they both shed their cloaks and the black dresses beneath to reveal that the black and white socks reached their thighs.
And they were both wearing silk and lace lingerie, the redheaded Tara wore green while the dusky Sonja was contained in pale yellow, there was one similarity between their panties however both pairs bore a distinctive dark patch, the size and shape of a two pound coin.
Once they were down to their underwear they walked seductive to their positions on either side of the bed.
Tara began to play with his cock which was fully aroused while Sonja, who had shed her bra, dangled her tits in his face and let him suck on one of her teats, then withdrew it and let him suck the other, and when they were both misshaped and covered in saliva she joined her friend who took his cock in her mouth.
By the time they were ready to undress Greg noticed the dark patches on their panties had spread considerably.
The two posh girls then did rock, paper, scissors to determine who went first and so while Tara lowered her hot ginger pussy onto his waiting cock Sonja’s dark juicy treasure settled on his face.
After Tara and Sonja had completely satisfied themselves they released their captive who then pulled them onto the bed for a cuddle.
“We haven’t got time for snuggles” Tara said “We’ll be late for the Halloween party”
“Do we have to go?” he asked pathetically
“Yes we do” insisted Sonja “So hurry up and get dressed”
“I don’t think I’ll bother” Greg said disinterestedly
“Oh please” they begged
“Ok, on one condition”
“Anything” they chorused
“You have to wear each other’s wet knickers” he said
“But our knickers match our bras” Tara said
“And we can’t swap bra’s as we have different shaped titties” Sonja pointed out
“Don’t wear the bras then” he said
“So you want me to go out to the party without a bra and wearing her wet knickers?” Tara stated
“Yes”
“You dirty, dirty boy” Tara replied and snatched the wet yellow lingerie out of Sonja’s hand, who then bend down and picked up the green pair and examined them.
“These are even wetter than mine” she said and giggled as she pulled them up.
“I feel really dirty” Tara said as she pulled the yellow panties up to cover her ginger bush but she had a filthy leer on her face.
“Youll feel even dirtier on the way back” Greg said
“Why?” they asked simultaneously
“Because you wont be wearing any at all” he said
“Lovely” they both said and laughed dirtily
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