Sex with a Sting: Six Erotic Fantasies with a Kink in the Tail by C.D. Foxwell Page A

followed. She heard
the boys chatting quietly as she approached the door and then found them
sitting, suddenly silent, in the harsh light of the changing room. They looked
up at her. She was wearing a long overcoat, but they could see she was sporting
black, leather boots with fiendish heels. Her make-up was Gothic: luscious,
deep magenta lips, dark mauve eye shadow. Her dark hair was pulled back tightly
in a ponytail. She clutched a briefcase in her hand. “Get undressed,” she
ordered.
    The two men smiled at each other and
removed their clothes. “Faster,” she said. They sped up. Nicole smiled. These
two were used to seeing each other naked. She thought of the team, all 15 big
men in here, every Sunday, engaging in dick-swinging contests and making crude
jokes. Had Harry or Toby boasted about their experience with her? Again, the
vision of the whole team ravaging her swam through her mind. She blinked. They
were naked now, still flaccid, standing in front of her. Toby absent-mindedly flicked
at his cock, encouraging it to grow. “You’ve got the socks and boots?” They
nodded. “Well get them on then!”
    “What’s in the case?” asked Harry as they
pulled on their kit.
    She didn’t answer. Ready, they sat down
and watched as she unbuttoned her long, beige overcoat and hung it on a peg.
Her shiny boots were thigh-high. She wore black leather gloves that covered
both arms almost to her shoulders. She wore black leather knickers and a corset
that pressed her boobs so tightly they were almost popping out the top. She
stood for a moment, legs apart, one hand on a hip, watching them, watching
their dicks gradually stiffen.
    She turned and walked towards the table.
She crawled onto it, taking her eyes off them, and waited, on all fours. “When
you’re ready, Harry,” she said. “Let Toby watch for now.” Harry stood up and
walked behind her. Her bum was arrogantly stuck in the air, stretching the
leather until it shined in the light. He ran his hands over the knickers, then peeled
them off, sliding them purposefully along her boots. For a moment he rubbed the
delicate strip of leather against his own engorged cock. Then he bent down and
started licking her pussy, almost angrily, pushing his tongue deep inside,
slapping her arse, just as he had done last time, only with more force. She
stared ahead, moaning quietly.
    His tongue worked furiously, probing her
clitoris, flicking inside her slippery hole and then venturing higher to tease
her arsehole. She liked that, and she backed into his face, compelling him to
lick with more intensity. Nicole looked at Toby. He was sitting on the bench,
fully erect, gently stroking his cock as he watched his friend devour her cunt.
She reached out a gloved hand and with one finger beckoned him over. He stood
up and walked to the table, his studs scraping on the tiles. She opened her
mouth. He smiled and pushed his cock into it, resting his hands on her head.
    She rocked her body back and forth,
feeling Harry’s tongue pleasuring her and Toby’s broad penis sliding between
her lips. This was something new. She stopped sucking for a moment. “Time to
fuck me, Harry,” she commanded. “If either of you come before me, there will be
hell to pay,” she added.
    Her body oscillated rhythmically, now
welcoming a dick at each end. Saliva dripped all over Toby’s cock, while her pussy
juices quickly drenched Harry’s bone-hard penis. Toby buried himself in her
mouth until she could feel his balls on her chin. Harry spanked her arse when he
felt like it and gleefully grabbed at her hips, forcing himself further inside
her. They fucked like this for several minutes; the sound of flesh on flesh and
their quickening moans filling the room.
    “Stop,” she ordered. Both of them,
without any questions, withdrew. She smiled. This was going to be fun. “Sit
down, Toby,” she commanded. She sauntered over to him, turned her back and
eased herself onto his aching member, slick with her