Doctor's Orders (7 page)

I was depressed. Here I was, a young woman watching
TV alone on a Saturday night like an old spinster. This just wasn’t
good enough. I was still on something of a high from the jump in
the morning…and still pissed off at not getting a jump this
evening. Fuck this…time to go and hit the town. I had to do
something to cheer myself up. An hour later, I was showered, tarted
up and dressed to kill. Short skirt, low-cut top, and ‘please fuck
me’ heels. I was on the rebound, and determined to bounce back in
style. Go fuck yourself Dr. Brad Fucking Bigshot King. You’re not
the only man in town!

I’m so glad men think with their dicks. It makes
life so much easier when you are in the market for a little muscle.
If you dress a little on the hot side, all you have to do is go to
a suitable bar, then take your pick from the guys that start
hitting on you. Guys must wake up in the morning with a neon light
flashing in their heads that says ‘Fuck Pussy…Must Fuck Pussy…’

There is a bar just a hundred metres or so from my
apartment that is popular with rugby players. They have huge plasma
TVs that show every sports match you could ever want to see, and
the whole bar is decorated with trophies, match-winning shirts and
all kinds of footie paraphernalia. So you are pretty much
guaranteed to get a whole bunch of hunky rugby-playing types there
on a Saturday night. And this night was no exception. It was busier
and rowdier than usual, and I soon found that an English college
team was in town, doing a tour of Australia. I got myself a drink,
and sat at the bar as if I was waiting for a friend. I had to fight
off a few ugly gorilla types who fancied their chances, but it
wasn’t long before a good-looking guy with a boyish grin came up to
the bar. One look at his physique told me he was a rugby player,
and as soon as he opened his mouth to order, it was obvious he was
English.

His voice didn’t seem to match his body. He looked
like a professional boxer, with broad shoulders and well-honed
muscles. But he sounded like an English professor, distinctly upper
class. Kind of like James Bond with attitude. I love that English
accent…it really does things for me. I gave him a smile and
fluttered my eyelashes, and he smiled back. We made a connection,
and soon he had bought me a drink, and we were sitting at a table
chatting. I won’t bore you with the details. I guess you have been
through the same scenario enough times. I discovered that his name
was Chas, short for Charles, and that this was his last night in
Sydney before flying home with the team. They had enjoyed a
successful tour, and now they all wanted to have fun before they
flew home to winter in Britain.

I thought my parachuting adventures might impress
Chas, so I told him about what had happened earlier in the day
–omitting Brad from the story as far as was reasonably possible.
Chas was duly impressed, and called over his teammate, Tony, who
was apparently a keen sky diver. I’m not quite sure how this
happened, but before long I had invited the two of them to come
back to my place and watch my DVD. I figured Ellen would probably
be home by now, and she would probably have no objection to
entertaining Tony. She went for muscles, and Tony had plenty of
those.

So that explains how I found myself back in my
apartment at midnight, slightly drunk and with two hot guys on my
arm – but with Ellen nowhere in sight. I tried her phone, but just
got voicemail. Never mind, I figured she would turn up later. We
watched my DVD, and my new rugby-playing pals were duly impressed.
Then Tony took the remote control as we chatted, and started
flicking through the TV channels. After a while he found a movie
that looked interesting, and the three of us sat on the sofa to
watch it – me in the middle of the two guys. Still no sign of
Ellen. The movie turned out to be pretty boring, so Tony gave up on
the TV and knelt on the floor to check through our DVDs. And yes,
that’s right…he found my porn movie collection. With a chuckle of
amusement, he opened one up and slotted it into the DVD player. A
few seconds later, we were watching a dumb-looking blonde dressed
as a secretary walking into her boss’s office. We all knew she was
about to get a lot more than dictation. Dick-tasting more like. I
wasn’t sure if I should feel embarrassed or excited. Then I
thought, what the hell, these guys would be on a plane to England
tomorrow…just go with the flow and enjoy it. I remembered the night
my friend Ramona and I had watched porn with a couple of Marines
(see Episode #5). That had turned out to be fun, so I had hopes
that this might, too.

The dumb blonde was certainly having fun. It hadn’t
taken her boss long to persuade her that her job was taking care of
his every desire. And his main desire at this moment was to give
her a mouthful of cock. She took it like a trooper, and soon he had
her up on his desk, panties round her ankles, ready for a good
shafting. Soon the three of us were watching her take a length of
dick like a pro, her legs gaping while her breasts poured out of
her bra. And then there was a twist in the plot. Another guy enters
the office, and feigns shock at having caught the two of them in
the act. But our sexy secretary has a plan to cheer him up, and
soon the new guy has his pants round his ankles while she tries out
his special equipment for size.

I noticed Chas shuffling position on the sofa, and
glanced across at him. With a bit of a shock, I realized that the
reason for his discomfort was the erection that was bulging in his
pants. I risked a glance in Tony’s direction, and discovered that
he was getting aroused, too.

Now what is a girl supposed to do? I mean, there I
was, on the rebound, as it were, and looking for action. And right
there beside me, I have two guys getting turned on by watching a
girl getting shafted. Come on, it would have been mean spirited not
to help them out a bit, wouldn’t it?

Well, if you don’t like what I did next, then fuck
you. It worked for all of us, and you weren’t there to spoil it. So
there. I leaned back against the sofa and let my left hand drop on
Tony’s thigh, and my right hand on Chas’s thigh. Neither of them
said anything, but I sensed their erections were responding
favorably. I took that to be a good sign, and allowed my hands to
slide down their legs into the groin area. I let my fingers trace
gently over the bulges in their pants, and both guys shifted their
weight to make sure I had unrestricted access.

On the screen, the dumb blonde was taking on both
guys orally, sucking one dick enthusiastically, then switching to
the other. Heck, why should she have all the fun? I had plenty of
dick of my own here to play with. I leaned over so that my head was
in Chas’s lap, and made quick work of getting into his pants and
freeing up his vital organ. A decent size…not huge, but certainly
adequate, and definitely throbbing and ready to go. I slipped the
shaft into my mouth, echoing the actions of the blonde on the
screen. Chas eased himself back in his seat and pushed his cock
deeper into my mouth, while I enjoyed the sensation of the hard
flesh pushing against the back of my mouth.

Meanwhile, Tony was getting in on the action, too.
He pulled my legs up onto the sofa and onto his lap, and slid his
hands up my thighs towards my butt, caressing my bum cheeks gently.
Then he eased my panties down, over my knees and off, leaving me
with my naked bum in the air. Chas took off his pants and
underwear, giving me full access to his genitals. I took the
opportunity to lick slowly down the shaft of his penis, then licked
and sucked his balls. I couldn’t see what Tony was up to, but I
soon found out. His hands parted my thighs, and slid between my
legs, running along the slit of my now wet and eager pussy. He
found my clit and stimulated it gently with his fingers. To say
that it felt hot would be an understatement. Then I felt Tony’s
tongue, probing gently around my vagina while his fingers still
worked their magic on my clit. The blonde on the screen was working
up to an orgasm, and I knew exactly how she felt. The new guy
forced her back over the desk and took her from behind, while her
boss gave her another mouthful to keep her satisfied.

Boy, I was ready to fuck, too. It was time to take
this to the next level. I rolled over, ready to invite Tony to give
me a good shafting. It was a long time since I had got a filling of
English dick, and I was eager to get a reminder of what the old
country had to offer in the fucking department. But as I turned
over, I got a shock. I noticed movement in the doorway, and saw
Ellen standing there, transfixed.

Now Ellen is no virgin, of course, but she is what
you might call a sensible kind of girl. She is a traditional woman
who will probably end up going down the aisle with some equally
sensible man, and then enjoying fifty years of sensible marriage.
So it must have come as a big shock to find her flat mate enjoying
the good news with two good-looking guys on our shared sofa. I
guessed this would be the end of our friendship, and I would find
myself flat-hunting in the morning. I sat up and tried to think of
the right thing to say, but words failed me. But as it turned out,
Ellen was the one who did the talking.

‘Angel, you are a greedy bitch…don’t you know how to
share?’

I gawped for a moment, unsure what to make of the
comment. ‘Um, sorry, Ellen. I brought Tony home for
you…honest!’

I waved vaguely in Tony’s direction, and he looked
up and gave her a grin, his dick obviously enjoying the look of
Ellen’s boobs. Ellen seemed to like the look of Tony, too. She gave
him a wicked grin in return, and did something I would not have
predicted in a million years.

‘Well, thanks for thinking of me,’ she said. ‘And
you are very good at selecting gifts…you know just what I like. OK,
let’s find out exactly what you’ve brought home for me, Angel,’ she
said, as she stripped off all her clothes, leaving them in a neat
pile on the floor. She stepped over to the sofa and climbed onto
Tony’s lap, wrapping her legs around his waist and dropping her
lips onto his. Tony responded enthusiastically, grabbing her butt
cheeks and kissing her back energetically. Wow! This had the
promise of being a very entertaining evening. Heck, I thought I
knew Ellen, but here was a whole new side to her.

But I didn’t get much of a chance to watch the
action. Chas was obviously pleased to find that he had me all to
himself. He knelt on the floor in front of the sofa and spread my
legs apart, pulling my ass down to the edge of the sofa. Then he
pushed my skirt up around my waist and spread my legs, ready for
the main action. I didn’t have to wait long. He leaned forward and
slid a good length of English dick deep into my American pussy. Oh,
it felt good!!!. He started thrusting deeply, and I felt the fire
of desire burning inside me. I looked to my left and saw that Tony
and Ellen had decided to dispense with the foreplay and go straight
for the main event. She was still straddling him, but she was now
sliding happily up and down on Tony’s pole and they both seemed to
be enjoying every moment. Shit…we were all at it. Even the sexy
secretary was still getting shafted, too. Three very happy
ladies.

The more Chas fucked me, the closer I got to my
first orgasm, and I could see that Ellen was warming up fast, too.
The skin around her neck was flushed red with sexual excitement,
and her moans were increasing in volume. I wasn’t being too quiet
myself…Chas was doing a fine job, as if he was scoring for England.
Then I climaxed rather noisily, my whole body tensing up as the
first wave of pleasure echoed through me. As I relaxed, Chas pulled
out, ready for a change of position.

Then Ellen shocked me again. She climbed off Tony
and took Chas by the hand, pulling him over to the free end of the
sofa. ‘Time to swap,’ she said. ‘Let’s see what else you’ve brought
home.’ With that, she pulled a surprised but happy Chas on top of
her, taking his dick and forcing it between her legs ready for a
good old-fashioned missionary fuck. Chas barely skipped a beat – it
makes you wonder what goes on in rugby dressing rooms. He slid
right into Ellen’s pussy, and was soon hammering away inside.

For a moment, this took my breath away, but I didn’t
have long to think about it. Tony had ideas, too…he might have lost
one pussy, but he didn’t have too far to look to find another one.
He grabbed my ass and pulled me over to where he sat. I straddled
him as Ellen had a few moments before, and he buried his face in my
breasts, sucking first one nipple and then the other. It felt good,
but I could see I was missing out…Ellen was getting a good
shafting, and I wanted one, too. So I pushed myself forward, up and
onto Tony’s eager and throbbing dick. He slid into me like a
missile taking off from the launching pad, and it sure made me feel
like I was going into orbit. Tony thrust energetically inside me,
his cock pulsing against my wet and sensitive pussy walls and
sending me to the limits of human pleasure and back.

Ellen was clearly enjoying what she was getting,
too. Her moans grew from a gentle whimper to a wail of pleasure, as
Chas took her over the edge into a shuddering orgasm. Then it was
all change for doggie style, with Ellen and I both draped over the
sofa, with our asses in the air, our legs parted and our pussies
ready for more action. Tony fucked me energetically, while Chas
pumped into Ellen. I got the impression that Ellen like it doggy
style just as much as me. We held hands as we shared more
earth-shattering orgasms from our English studs. Then the guys
switched girls, and we started all over again. Awesome!

The action continued for another hour, and by the
end of it, Ellen and I were both literally shagged out. It was time
for the big finish, and the guys knew how they wanted to end it.
Ellen and I sat on the floor next to the sofa, boobs at the ready,
with our two guys standing over us, working up to the final moment.
Chas came first, shooting a load of man juice over my breasts and
then Ellen’s. The cum dripped down my boobs on to my stomach and
thighs. Then Tony came, too, giving us both a thorough drenching in
hot and sticky semen. I put my arm around Ellen and she turned to
kiss me. Our boobs touched, the cum dripping down our stained and
sweaty bodies. On the TV screen, the sexy secretary took two loads
of cum in her mouth, licking up every last drop and swallowing it.
Oh, boy, we were three very naughty ladies.