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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