1. Happy Endings


    Date: 10/11/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: henrygatewood, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    insisted that he lick his own semen off her body afterwards, of course. In this case she felt nothing but lust for either of these men - physically impressive though they might be - and so neither one would have the honour of covering her with his territorial love-pissings that evening. She thought she had probably teased them enough now. Time for the happy endings. She began stroking harder, faster, and felt each of them tip over the edge. Just as Harvey and Joe closed their eyes and drew breath for an orgasmic exhalation, Myr pushed gently on each penis, swivelling the two unresisting bodies around to face one another, still stroking furiously. They came simultaneously - she was quite proud of that - each man spurting a long, thick jet of white onto the other’s stomach, cock, thighs and balls. The spurting went on for a while, and there was quite a mess by the end of it. With the last few post-orgasmic strokes concluded, the two men opened their eyes and looked at one another’s spunk-coated genitalia with a bizarre and, to Myr, utterly hilarious cocktail of expressions. There was horror, embarrassment, curiosity, anger, shock and, in Harvey’s case at least, some hint of desire. Neither man could meet the other’s gaze. Both men glared down at her. Harvey looked confused and embarrassed; Joe looked hurt, even angry. Both of their expressions melted quickly into submissive humility when Myr returned the stares. She had her best don’t-fuck-with-me face on and, more to the ...
    point, was still tightly gripping their dicks. She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head slightly, glancing at each of them with an expression that said: “And?” They both relaxed, and smiled awkwardly. Joe even gave a little laugh. With a curt nod, Myr let them go and stood up. After that it was just a matter of cleaning up and getting dressed. Between them they used an entire catering-sized roll of paper towels. The three women giggled at one another; the two men went and had a quiet talk in a corner. Myr noticed them swapping phone numbers. Awww.... Myr was the last to be fully dressed, obviously, and she needed Ren’s help to get back into the corset. She didn’t put her knickers back on, but told the men they could argue between themselves over who got to keep them. She went round the group, giving them each a quick kiss on the cheek before all but skipping out of the room. She made her way back along the dim corridor to the elegant interior of the hotel’s conference-cum-party suite. The small room was empty, but by the sound of it the party in the main room was now in full swing. There was loud pop music and loud voices, the sound of a hundred single men and women partying, having fun and getting to know each other. She shuddered, and made for the cloakroom. She waited patiently at the gleaming mahogany counter, humming to herself, watching the clearly-quite-stoned young man on duty as he tried to find her long, bright red coat among the hundred or so black, brown or grey ones ...