Lesley part 12 - Sex Stories

Lesley part 12

... two fingers into her extremely wet snatch, and vigorously reamed herself, using her flashing as motivation, ..then.... stopped....forcing herself against her will, too stop, even though her body was screaming for release. She tried to dry herself as best as possible, and slipped her thong off as instructed by Rob. She checked her makeup, combed her hair and set off back to the bar. She could feel two sets of eyes on her as she mounted the barstool, again giving them a good look at her legs. &#034Quite a stir your causing back here girl&#034 Rob said as he held his hand out. He took a glance in the mirror as Lesley placed the very lacy skimpy wet thong in his hand. He continued watching, unseen by the two youths, as he raised the material to his face and drew in the musky smell of female arousement. &#034By God, they're fruity, Lesley.&#034 He smiled. She blushed. Rob ordered another bottle of wine and asked for the bar menu. While waiting, one of the lads came to the bar and ordered two pints....standing behind Lesley. He had a West Country accent and a Manchester United shirt on. Rob said..&#034united fan eh? You lads on holiday..?&#034 &#034Yes sir. Here for a stag weekend. The rest of the lads arrive tomorrow. I'm Jim&#034 he replied offering his hand to Rob. &#034Rob...and this here's Lesley.&#034 They all shook hands and the remaining youth joined them. He was Ryan. &#034So, which one of you two lads are getting married?&#034 Bit young for that aren't you.&#034 &#034I ...

... am.&#034 Said Ryan. &#034I'm 22 and got my girlfriend pregnant. Getting married next Saturday. We've been together since we were 14.&#034 he said with head held high. &#034Oh well...if your the groom, you should have these.&#034 Rob said, and handed Lesley's thong panties to the lucky young man. &#034Oh oh oh er er. Thank you.&#034 He looked at Lesley, who was scarlet, and then turned a similar colour, immediately, in sympathy. &#034Your welcome. Now Ryan....does your girlfriend do as she's told?&#034 &#034Er...not sure what you mean&#034 &#034Well, if you said to her...let's say...what's her name?&#034 &#034Jasmine&#034 &#034Ok...if you said. 'Jasmine let Jim touch your arse' ....what would she say.?&#034 Ryan laughed, and said....&#034she wouldn't say anything...she'd kick him in the balls...why?&#034 He replied laughing. &#034Lesley...let the bridegroom, to be, feel your arse!&#034 There was a pause in the moment as Ryan looked, first, at Rob, and then, Lesley, who, just a few minutes earlier, had quite blatantly exposed her thighs and knickers to both of them. She held his gaze, daring him. &#034Go on boy...fill your boots.&#034 Jim was willing his friend on, thinking that it might, with a bit of luck, be his turn next. He'd never fucked any girl over 25 years and often fantasised doing someone his mothers age. Ryan reached his hand out and placed it on her lower back. He had taken Jims place behind Lesley and was leaning against the bar. His hand was shaking but caressed ...