VICTORIA’S LOVERS

On a Sunday afternoon, my lady Sarah and I were expecting Victoria with one of her friends for a sexual encounter.

We met Victoria a week earlier while we were attending a cocktail party for the launch of a new fashion range. Cocktail parties are always a good way of flirting with potential new sexual partners, female and male, we have discovered.

Sarah was wearing heels and a tight, black, above the knee cocktail dress with a halter top. “Does my ass look big?,” she asked with a sexy smile as the taxi picked us up.

“Your magnificent ass always looks big in the tight skirts you wear to flaunt it. And I can see the outline of your tiny thong under your skirt,” I told her as the taxi driver ogled her wonderful thighs as we got into his cab.

After our third drink we were approached by a woman of about thirty. Sarah had been looking at her closely. “I think she must be talented,” she told me, her code for gender fluid.

I was instantly reminded of one of her criteria when choosing new partners. Would you be comfortable receiving or giving oral sex with that person for twenty-minutes?

We fell into easy conversation with Victoria. telling us she works on the fringes of the fashion industry. “Do you have a partner,” Sarah asked, her interest piqued.

“Several,” she smiled back.

Another drink and the conversation became even more flirtatious as sarah took the initiative. “Do you have any favorite forms of foreplay Victoria? Roger and I have some rather kinky ones. Some people might think we are deviates. Though they can be exciting, very exciting.

Are you gender fluid Victoria? I think you have guessed we are.

“At least-twenty minutes,” Sarah whispered to me as she held my hand. Her penchant for the challenge of bi-sexual women obvious.

“i need to pee. Would you two like to watch?,” Sarah asked with a wicked smile.

“Would love to,” Victoria smiled with great aplomb, before Sarah took our hands and led us to the bi-sex toilets. We drew some envious glances from the males and females washing their hands as Sarah took us into a cubicle.

“I always pee better without my thong Victoria. Would you take it off for me please?,” she teased as she turned her back on her and lifted her skirt to her waist.

“I have been fantasizing about your ass since I saw you walk in tonight Sarah. That is just awesome, magnificent,” Victoria told her with a raspy voice as she ran her fingertips over her ass cheeks.

“Were you fantasizing about licking and kissing my ass while you slid my tiny thong down to my ankles Victoria? Do you like my man watching you licking and kissing my ass?

“Did you like my man watching you licking and kissing my ass? I know he did,” Sarah teased, her legs spread so Victoria and I watched her pee. “Do you like the way my man shaves me? Freshly shaved tonight.

“Do you need to pee Roger?” Sarah asked as she slid my trousers and briefs down to my ankles before the two women watched me pee. “My man is much larger than that when he is fully erect,” Sarah told Victoria as I enjoyed flaunting my semi-erect cock for them. “Thick and nine-inches when aroused.

“Would you like to be our guest next Sunday Victoria? We would both love to have you.