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Fingercuffs”Fingercuffs”.Okay, I admit it, its all my fault. I was the one who suggested going out for a drink. It was me who thought we could take Mark along as he seems a bit down just recently. It was also me who agreed to going back to his for a nightcap. I gladly accept all the blame for what happened next. Even if none of it was my idea.It had been a fun if low key sort of night. Just three friends hanging out in a local pub. Mark’s a bit like me in his sense of humour. He doesnt so much tell jokes as bounce off things other people say. He isnt quite as bitchy as me though. Physically we are quite well matched too. Just starting to show a little middle aged spread around his middle. He is about two inches taller than me but blonde. He used to wear his hair quite long, surfer style, until we held an intervention and gave him the card to a decent hairdressers. Bel got a bit drunker than usual and with it came the flirty attitude I love seeing so much. I think she was only two drinks away from flashing the whole pub when we decided it was getting noisy and crowded. Mark told us of his booze supply at home and we could carry on drinking there listening to music that we wanted to hear, not whatever crap came on the Karaoke that seemed to start way too late into the night. Wrapping up against the cold we stumbled out of the pub and headed to Marks place. Thankfully its not a long walk, Bel in the middle, an arm warpped around both our waists for warmth and support. Laughing and talking and bitching about the pub all the way back we were in good spirits by the time Mark got his door open and bowed us inside.Marks house always amazes me. Its a terraced house just like ours but somehow it always seems bigger. Perhaps its just less cluttered. The furniture better placed and quite frankly, newer. Me and Bel shrug out of our heavy winter coats and Mark disappears for a minute while he raids his fridge. He returns with cold cans of lager for me and him and a large glass of something clear for Bel. She takes a sip. “Can I have some lemonade or something in this please Mark?” she asks. I know the tone of voice well. Its not really annoyed but its also not exactly amused either. I take the glass off her and sniff it. My eyes are almost watering. He has given her a very, very generous measure of neat vodka. Mark laughs loudly and returns with a bottle for her to top up as she likes. I think I would have preferred him to get her another glass so she could tip some vodka out. She fills the glass to the top with lemonade. Its still nearly 40% vodka though. Dusting off his stereo Mark makes a fuss out of opening the lid so he can play an old L.P vinyl record. He knows my perverse little penchant for hissing and imperfections in my music that I insist add character. With a flourish and much flipping he slips the Eurythmics album ‘Revenge’ out of its sleeve and onto the turntable. I love this album. Mark is fond of it and Bel doesnt hate it and, quite fankly, is far too merry to care much. I tip my can in salute to his taste and he finally comes and joins us on his expansive corner unit sofa. We have admired this many times and have discussed getting one for ourselves. I purloined the end with the arm as soon as we sat down. Actually I would fight to the death for this spot. Bel sat down next to me on my left in the middle which forced mark to either sit at 90 dgrees to us or sit with his back on the same rest as us but with his feet up on the seats. He chose the latter. With a little pushing and shoving and rib poking (especially from Bel) we all managed to find enough space to be comfortable but still close enough to be cosy.I shift in my seat and go to place my arm around Bels shoulders so she can lean back into me if she wants to when my hand drops onto Marks arm already there. I dont know for sure if he is simply resting his arm on the back of the sofa or he is actually putting his arm around Bel. It makes me jump slightly. “You alright?” asks Bel. I drop my arm onto her knee instead leaving Marks arm where it is. “Yeah Im fine.” I reply. I look over to Mark who is taking a swig through a big grin. Bel glances over and finally notices the arm stretching to behind her head. She reaches up with her right hand and takes his hand. At first I think she is going to throw off his arm but instead she pulls it down placing it properly around her shoulders. She looks at me. “Have you seen this cheeky bastard here?” she asks me. Marks face is all innocent suprise. canlı kaçak bahis “What a fucking liberty.” I say, quoting and impersonating Katherine Tates foul mouthed granny. My hand is still resting on her thigh, just above her knee. His has come to rest on her arm just above the elbow. “I think I got the better deal here anyway.” I say grinning at them both. “Oh I dont know.” Counters Mark. ” just a few inches to the left and I got boob.” I can see Bels face trying to work out if he is serious or not. “A few inches higher and Im still ahead of the game.” I laugh back at him. For a second I think Bel is going to slap us both. It wouldn’t be the first or last time. But she grins. “Yeah?” she says. “who’s feeling brave enough?” Simultaneously Marks hand shifts and he suddenly has her whole right breast in his hand, I shift my hand so my little finger is placed right up against her crotch. She doesnt quite scream. She might expect something this silly from me but not from Mark, especially not in front of me. I know Mark has seen her tits before. Bel does sometimes flash when she has had enough to drink and is feeling very silly in herself. She jumps in her seat and grabs both our hands and tries to pull them away. We both fight back and are both stronger than her. “I can make you let go.” she says laughing with inpsiration. A statement only met with raised eyebrows from both of us. She lets go of both our hands. “Last chance.” she says. Neither of us move. If anything we make our presence felt even more. “Okay.” she says and drops her hands into both our laps. There is a moment of shock, but only a moment. One thing a guy will never argue with is a beautiful woman grabbing his balls as long as she doesnt squeeze too hard. Neither of us move. “Erm……” she says realising it hasnt quite worked. “Okay. You win.” she says releasing us both. Mark withdraws his hand and I take the opportunity to do what I tried to do in the beginning and put my arm around her shoulders. Without realising it we had just set the tone for the rest of the night. Mark and I finished off another can each of beer as Bel slowly made her way down the weapons grade vodka. There were more incidents of grabbing Bel as she stood up or moved. Half the time she was cuddled up to Mark as much as she was cuddled up to me. At one point she definately lost track as she was almost laid against Mark and he winked at me before kissing where her neck meets her shoulder. “Mmmm.” she moaned softly and reached up and back to caress his cheek for a moment. Even though she could see me I still dont think she fully made the connection that it wasnt me kissing her. Emboldend by her reaction and my lack of objection he brushed her hair aside and kissed her in the same spot again. A place I know is one of her favourites to be kissed but Mark just got lucky. She moaned again and placed her hand round the back of his neck and pulled him in closer leaning her head away from him to give him more room. Kicking off her shoes she placed her calves and bare feet across my legs. Immediately I start stroking her legs, starting at the calf and slowly making my upwards underneath her long skirt. Her legs are starting to twist and writhe and I can see her pushing herself backwards into Mark as his hands make their way round to the front of her body caressing and cupping both breasts. I guess Bel is wearing one of her silky camisoles tonight as I can quite clearly see her nipples poking through her shirt. She shifts position and offers Mark the other side of her neck and her hand drops onto his thigh, as high up as she can manage while still leaning against him. His hands move together, both thumbs rubbing over her nipples making them even harder just as my hand finally reaches where her thighs meet. There is no mistaking the moan she gives. Im vaguely suprised she is even wearing knickers tonight but as Mark starts to unbutton her shirt I see the black camisole and know without even seeing she is wearing the matching silky bottoms. As I lift her skirt exposing them a little moment of reality tries to bull its way into my brain. My best friend is sliding his hand into my wifes top and is playing with her breasts right in front of me. And what am I doing about it? Im planning to put my hand in her knickers and drive her crazy before taking them off her. Is there something wrong with this picture? Or was it always simply inevitable that we would all wind up doing this? Beer wrestles with my concience bahis siteleri canlı and wins hands down.I rub her between her legs through the silk and can feel her soak the thin material. She has one hand wrapped around Marks neck and the other is squeezing his thigh, her forearm pressing into his groin. I can see it rocking as she moves either side of his hard cock. I press on her clitoris and gently stroke in small circles feeling my fingers press slightly inside her as I do so. She is really writhing now, her hand reaches out to me and it take it to pull her forward so I can give her a big kiss. Mark takes the opportunity to slip her shirt off completely. She moves back but twists slightly and gives Mark a long deep kiss too. I pull the camisole out of the waistband of the skirt and Bel lifts her arms in the air so Mark can pull it off over her head and, naked from the waist up, she settles back against him but still in the twisted position so she can kiss him again while pulling at the bottom of his shirt and undoing his buttons. She rolls over onto her stomach as she opens his shirt wide to kiss his nipples. I slide my hand under her sirt again and pushing her knickers to one side I slide two fingers in her soaking hot pussy and start working them in and out slowly. She is panting into his chest as her fingers start fumbling with his jeans button while I finger fuck her. Mark cups her breasts as she finally gets his jeans open but I am driving her nuts so she reaches down and starts pushing at her knickers, trying to get them down. I grab them at either side and slip them down over her hips. She has to kneel up for a moment so we can get them off. I throw them aside as Bel, still in a kneeling position, bends down and buries her face in Marks lap. Kissing his stomach she slips her hand inside his jeans rubbbing his cock through his pants. I pull my jumper and T-shirt off together and see mark pull his jeans down a little to give Bel more room to work in. I cant as yet see his cock but I can see it pulling against his pants as Bel makes her way in. I can tell what she is about to do to Mark and just as she takes him out and her lips close over the head of his cock I open her legs as wide as the sofa will allow and slide my head underneath her and gently pull her down until our lips meet. I hear her slightly muffled gasp as I kiss her clitoris and the sounds coming from where Bel was now sucking on Marks cock. I might have felt a little left out but quite frankly I dont think I have been this turned on in years. Bel is grinding down on my lips as I kiss and lick around every fold of her pussy, flicking my tongue over her clitoris and sucking hard on it. I feel her hand grabbing at my chest and pinching my nipples hard. If I try to look up all I can see is the inside of Bels skirt. I try to bring my hand into play too but cant seem to find my way past the skirt. I think bel got the message though because I feel her raise up onto her knees again, gasping as I thrust my tongue into her. The world get a bit brighter as she pulls off her skirt over her head without ever breaking contact with my lips. I just get time to see Marks huge cock and Bels hand grab it before she leans back over again. Now I am free to let my hands roam a lot more. I slide my right hand up her body to her breasts only to find Mark already has one. I shift to the other so we can play with one each. My left hand I use to push two fingers into her pussy below my chin so I can tongue and finger fuck her at the same time. I have no idea what Bel is going through right now. It must be so strange to have hands on both breasts a tongue and fingers between her legs and a cock in her mouth at the same time. Strange but obviously good. I can hear the short ‘Oh’ noises she makes when she is coming. Despite the fact that I love to make her orgasm with my tongue I stop and gently move myself out from beneath her and sit behind and slightly to the side of her. As I watch her wanking Mark with the top of his cock still in her mouth I place my hand back under her free breast, rubbing my thumb over her nipple and once again slide two fingers of my other hand back into her pussy. I can see her struggling to cope with a building orgasm and the cock. She stopped sucking him but kept her hand moving as she rested her head on his stomach. Not quite screaming but louder than usual she comes over my fingers, her body jerking, her hand reflexivley keeping time with the canlı bahis spasms. I touch her clitoris deliberately a few times making her jerk again and again until she laughs. She knows I am still in charge of her body and could do this all night to her. Sighing loudly she rests back on her heels and for the first time really becomes aware she is the only one fully naked. Mark has not been able to remove his jeans or shirt. I have taken my tops off but havent even opened my trousers. “Oh fuck that was good.” Bel half says, half laughs. “Your not k**ding.” agreed Mark. She kisses him and then turns to me and gives me a huge kiss too. “Im not being the only one naked here. She says. “Or am I getting dressed now?” The mere threat is enough to make us both start stripping off our remaining clothes as fast as we can. We both sit back down onto the sofa at the same time. One of us each side of Bel. She reaches down into both our laps and starts wanking us both slowly at the same time. I turn her head towards me and kiss her. Then she turns back to Mark and kisses him too. We both reach across and once again start playing with a breast apeice. We both have to turn toward her slightly and she has to slip down a little but she ends up with a cock in each hand and four hands roaming her body. We play with her nipples and take turns sliding fingers inside her or playing with her clitoris. At one point we both have two fingers inside her. I can even imagine the sensation of four fingers moving without rhythm inside her but she seemed to love it. We have her gasping again very quickly. She rollls over toward me and ends up kneeling on the floor between my feet. Holding my cock at the base she takes as much as she can into her mouth, flicking her tongue around the end and sucking hard as she bobbed her head. I can she that she is still holding onto Mark too. She sucks on me for a few minutes before climbing up on top of me and guiding my cock into her pussy. She is absolutely soaking and I slide in easily. She inhales loudly as she settles on my legs and starts to bounce gently. She lets go of Mark and uses her hands to steady herself as she grinds on me. Mark stands up and moves very close. He takes her chin and guides it to his erect cock and she takes it once again into her mouth using the momentum of fucking me instead of bobbing her head. I dont know about Mark but I know Im going to cum soon if she doesnt stop. we are all panting with exertion and excitement. Bel most of all. Im fairly certain she has already cum for the second time when she climbed onto my cock. I think Mark should be the one to give a final push. I get Bel to climb off me, which she does a little awkwardly and on shaky legs gets back to kneeling between my feet. Once again she takes my cock in her mouth and I motion Mark to get behind her. He kneels down and pushes his cock into her pussy. Judging by her reaction I would say that Mark is a little bigger than me because the “Oh.” is not a short one and she collapses onto me. The shock is short lived and he starts to move in and out of her slowly. She takes me back in her mouth and this time uses the forward motion to bob. By the time Mark picks up a little speed and rhythm her mouth is barely closed around me at all. Now she really is screaming as Mark fucks her, not too hard but enough to be rocking the three of us to his speed. I definately feel her cum this time. Her fingernails dig into my thighs but thankfully she doesnt bite. Her hair tickles my legs and balls as her face drops into my lap. A strained groan from Mark says that he is coming too. Bel takes the cue and works her hand faster, closing her lips over my cock again. I hear Mark make that strangled cry of a man cumming hard and Bel making high pitched noises as she feels him spurt into her again and again. Its only seconds later that I add my own load. She catches and swallows the whole thing without spilling a drop. She falls forward onto my stomach gasping for breath and giggling at the same time. Mark is still inside her and supporting his weight on the edge of the sofa to avoid lying on her too.We lie like that for a few moments recovering wits and breath. Mark moved first. Well he had to. We couldnt move until he did. He eased himself out of Bel causing her to give a high pitched sigh that sounded wistful and satisfied. Then she could sit back on her heels and allow me to sit up. I take Bels face in both my hands and kiss her deep and long. Mark sits down next to me still naked and she turns and kisses him too. “I could use a shower. I’ve always wanted a go in your shower.” she says still breathless.” Mark grins. “Ive told you before. Its not a shower.” he says, his grin becoming even wider. “Its a wet room.”END ?

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