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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