It was St Andrews day and the Monroe’s were
going to a celebration Dinner Dance at the Worsted Viper Hotel in Purplemere
and at 7.30pm
Alex Monroe was standing in front of the Mirror in his
hotel room making final adjustments to his highland regalia, as Clarissa
emerged from the bathroom wearing a green evening dress.
“Wow” he said “You look
stunning”
“Wow yourself” she
retorted “I hope you’re not wearing pants under that kilt”
“Of course not” he said and flashed her
“Excellent”
“And you?” he asked
“What do you think?” Clarissa retorted and chuckled
“You are a lovely dirty girl” he said and kissed her
Greg meanwhile, was downstairs in the bar, similarly, dressed as his younger
brother, and his girlfriend Jane was sat on a stool wearing a red evening dress
watching him and lamenting the fact that the huge dong swinging unfettered
beneath his kilt would not be coming her way that night because Jane had an
unwelcome visitor.
The youngest brother Colin had not yet arrived at the Hotel, in fact
he hadn’t even left home and was still in bed with Mira Cooke and they had been
there all day.
As in the early hours their car broke down while they were travelling
to Willow from Tipton in the north of the county, they were further delayed
because of a toe-curling sexual escapade in a lay-by on the Finchbottom
Expressway.
They went straight to bed when they were back in Willow and slept all
day, however they were still in bed at 7.30 because Mira woke up horny, so they
would definitely be late to the dinner.
After leaving the bar the Monroe brothers and their lusty ladies wandered over to the seating
plan to find out where they were sitting.
“Great table” Greg said
“Perfect” Alex said laughing
They had a six-seat table to themselves which was the
furthest from the band, so would be relatively quiet, and equidistant from the
bar and the toilets without the inconvenience of having other guests squeezing
past them.
“That’s probably the best
table in the room” Jane said
“What are we waiting
for then” Clarissa said and stuck her arm through Alex’s and added
“You may escort me to
my table good sir”
“My pleasure madam”
The dinner was well
worth the expense, the food was superb, the wine of sufficient quality for
drinking in volume and the live music was excellent, which of course led to
dancing, during which, Clarissa was being very provocative, every opportunity
she got she was squeezing his arse or rubbing her groin against his cock, and
at one point she even got her hand on it.
When they returned to
the table, Greg was sat there alone, but when they tried to start up a
conversation, he was unresponsive, so Alex leant in and whispered
“They must have had a
row”
Clarissa nodded and
then as they sat there in silence she held his hand under the table.
Clarissa felt sad for Greg,
she thought he and Jane were a great couple and she really hoped they would
sort things out, but then her mind wandered to baser thoughts, she’d heard the
noises that came from Greg’s room the night before, and Alex had told her about
how gifted he was in the manhood department, and her thoughts were getting her
hot, and she found herself rubbing her pussy through her dress with one hand
while still holding Alex’s hand with the other, and then she looked at Greg’s
vacant expression and realised that Jane hadn’t gone off in a huff, she was
under the table giving him head.
It wasn’t long before
Clarissa, had hiked up her dress and began fingering herself in earnest and at
the same time relinquishing her grip on Alex’s hand and sought to establish
contact with his cock instead.
Jane slipped under the
table almost immediately Clarissa and Alex left for the dance floor, Jane had
chosen Greg’s seat very carefully so that he was facing the room, and everyone
was clearly visible to him.
She knew very well
that she wouldn’t get through the evening without attending to his huge cock,
if they were in their room she would have given him a titwank, but that was not
an option in the ballroom, wanking him off under the table was a possibility but there was a high
probability that he would spaff on anyone sat opposite.
So she went under the table and Greg had already lifted his kilt to
accommodate her.
She hadn’t given him a blowjob before, normally when she had a
visitor, because they were both very well endowed, she normally dispatched him
with a titwank.
His purple bell end had already emerged from its pink cocoon, so she
began by flicking her tongue around his helmet before taking him in her mouth,
but he was too big for her to envelope all of him.
So she had both hands on his shaft and wanked on him diligently while
she sucked his knob.
If she had looked behind
her at that moment, she would have seen Clarissa with her dress hitched up to
her middle and her legs spread wide as she frigged her ginger minge furiously
and tugged on Alex’s cock.
But she had her hands
and her mouth full as she worked on Greg and making his toes curl as she took him to the
abyss, closer and closer and closer until he exploded in her mouth and his seed
was greedily consumed.
Clarissa could tell by
the expression on Greg’s face that he had just emptied his sack, after all
she’d seen Alex’s “cum face” enough times
“Come with me” she
said ensuring her dress covered her minge before she stood up, and Alex did the
same with his kilt, although he had to slip his jacket off to hold in front of
him to disguise his bulge, he also couldn’t go as fast as Clarissa who had
strode off purposely.
“Slow down” he thought
as he tried to follow her as she led him first to the lifts, but after pressing
both buttons, changed her mind and headed down a corridor, through a door that
said staff only, down another corridor finally arriving at another door,
labelled “Linen Cupboard” .
“In here” she said
“In a cupboard?” he
thought as he stepped inside.
As the door closed the light went on to reveal shelves full of linen,
and then Clarissa locked the door and was all over him, she hitched up her
dress until her ginger bush was exposed and held the gathered fabric around her
waist with one hand and got hold of his cock with the other.
“God Clarissa” he said, “What’s got into you?”
“This, in a minute I hope” She retorted and kissed him hard on the
mouth
“Why here?” he asked escaping her lips
“Because I’m so horny,” she said planting another kiss on his mouth,
“We have a lovely room upstairs, with a lovely bed” He pointed out
“I can’t wait” she answered curtly
“Bloody hell what got you so horny” He asked “Not that I’m complaining”
“Greg and Jane didn’t have a row” she said backing up against the door
“She was under the table sucking him off”
“What?” He exclaimed with surprise as her arms wrapped tightly around
his neck.
Clarissa was panting loudly in his ear as he reached around and got a
firm grip on each buttock and lifted her up so her obviously syrupy fanny was
at a height to receive him, and once achieved he slid effortlessly into her hot
cunny
“Ohhhhh God” Clarissa uttered and her legs locked around his middle
and he banged her against the door.
Alex had one hand on her hip and the other gripped the coat hook
behind the door and he banged her again and again and her fleshy bum cheeks
slapped against the veneer and each stroke was met with a vocal response, but
as the rhythm increased and the stokes shortened she could only manage grunts
until she finished with
“OH GOD YES” As he emptied his sack into her.
They stayed in that position for about a minute panting hard then she
said.
“I really needed that”
“It was ok then?” he asked
“Oh yes, very acceptable”
“Good” He said sincerely “Can I have another drink now?”
“Definitely” she said smiling and kissed him
They quickly made themselves decent and exited the cupboard and
retraced their steps down the corridor and returned to the ballroom where they
found Jane was no longer under the table and she and Greg had been joined by
Colin and Mira.
And the curious fact concerning the Monroe brothers and their
girlfriends that night was that Jane was the only one wearing underwear.
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