The Thin End of the Wedge - Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

The Thin End of the Wedge - Pt. 01

... Tom.

It was true that they were only used by Tom on special occasions, like his birthday, or occasionally Sally's. But Sally thought one of these little scientific miracles was just what was needed tonight. George popped the pill and settled back, while Sally took off her gown and lay on the bed next to him. She guided George's hand to her cunt and encouraged him to gently massage her sex. She stared straight at Tom who unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock. His smartphone clicked again and Sally wondered if he was going to run out of space on the device. And - wickedly - wondered how he was going to take steady shots while doing his usual vigorous wanking.

Leaning over she kissed George's hairy chest and ran her fingers around his nipples and then slowly down his body. He was reassuringly ordinary with a beer gut and strong looking limbs without any evidence of gym attendance or bodybuilding exercises. His pubic hair was wirey and he had large bollocks, larger than Tom's. In a way, she thought, he's just as ordinary as me. George's probing fingers were beginning to have a good effect and she could feel herself 'juicing up' with anticipation. Then he rolled over and pushed two fingers into her cunt as he applied his mouth to her breast. Sally groaned in an appreciative way, and applied her fingers to George's cock in the hope of stiffer things to come.

George shifted his weight. "Spread wide lass." When she did so he added a third finger to the hand inside ...

... her cunt, and started to vigorously pump. He let his thumb brush across her clit on occasion, but most of the effort was aimed at pleasuring her vagina. Sally lay back, her hand grasping his cock, and enjoyed the feelings.

"George... ah that's nice... keep going... Oh more, more, you hunk."

Sally lay, half propped up on the pillows, looking down her body at George fingering her. He was good, she thought, he must be a carpenter - his arm was sawing back and forth with a practiced movement. And his stamina was phenomenal. Tom watched the action closely, he had removed his trousers and pants and was sat in his shirt. After ten minutes she began to feel good, very good, and her breathing became ragged. Then suddenly she wanted George's cock. The desire was stronger than she'd ever felt for Tom. George's cock had hardened in her hand over the minutes, and now she wanted it inside her when she came.

"Oh fuck me. Fuck me hard, George."

She clutched at him and he stopped fingering her and grabbed at her legs. Tom would have dragged her down the bed until she lay flat but, to Sally's surprise, George took a different approach. He put his hands under her legs and lifted them up until they touched the headboard. With her legs splayed back and wide she was bent into a curve with her cunt exposed and his cock lying across her abdomen. Then he pulled his hips back, letting his cock drop into position, and thrust forwards. Sally watched between her legs as his length entered ...