1. 14. Imogen's Hot Bath And Aural


    Date: 8/9/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    they can impress you?” I picked up my beer and swigged, I think I liked where this was going. “Mm-hmm...” “So she was telling me all about this tall gateax-de-boeuf and how she had just enjoyed the best sex of her life and you know what?” I felt like bloody King Cock. “Nope.” “Turns out it was you!” She laughed and splashed. “Actually you! Can you believe it?” “Not rubbishy old me! Surely she must have been joking!” “Well I did wonder…” Imogen could put me in my place better than anyone I’ve ever met. “So what did she say?” “I’m not telling you that.” “God I wish I’d heard that conversation.” “I bet. Pervert.” She let out a deep sigh, and I sensed a chink, just a little gap, in her cool armour. “Imogen are you… jealous?” “No…” Her voice sounded small. I’d been joking but I think there was a part of her that was actually a little upset. I kept my mouth shut; let the silence draw her out. Sure enough, she sighed again. “No, not jealous. Pleased actually. For you. But.” She moved in the water and I heard something rub against the base of the tub. “That wasn’t a fart by the way, it was my bottom. No I mean, rubbing on the bath.” “Okay.” “Oh, it did make me feel sad BC! Regretful. That Sara could show you this great thing and that you would blossom into… into something I wanted. I should have shown you what Sara did. What girls like, down there. Then we might be still together.” “Was our relationship that fragile?” “No of course not, but good sex… it binds you together doesn’t ...
    it?” “It helps. True. But I’ve had all the best sex of my life in the last couple of years and been dumped by most of the girls. I bet you’re not actually with Cunni-Berlin-Gus are you?” “God, no. I’m engaged to a lovely little man. Awful sex, but I do love him, the saggy old puppy. So yes maybe it was never going to work out.” “Um… Does ‘The Puppy’ know you’re talking to me now?” “Of course not, donkey, he’s away on business.” “Wealthy.” “Of course! Very.” Moments passed as she did something noisy in the water and slurped at something. “So why are you calling me, Imogen and how much have you had to drink?” “I was just… thinking about you that’s all. Half a bottle.” “Thinking?” The little laugh. “Tell me-” There is a noise a cat makes, not quite a purr, not quite a meow- “Tell me about the best sex you’ve had since we split up...” “No.” “You’d tell Sara, wouldn’t you? Go on tell me. I want to hear. I’ve been driving myself crazy thinking about it.” I cast my mind back over the last few years. They all came back in a rush. Even if I did tell her, where to start? Imogen was impatient. “Oh please, BC! Okay. Just your single favourite… position, then!” I could not believe I was about to do this. I sighed, glad there was no one within ear-shot. “Position? Okay… There was a girl who sort of squatted… on my mouth.” “Yuk!” Imogen roared with laughter. “That was your favourite!” “Okay, I’m hanging up” “No! Oh sweetie, I’m sorry. No, tell me, why was that so good?” “Just her lips, pressed ...
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