Claire moaned half in distress, half in pleasure as her boob was licked to the accompaniment of the lewdly soft squelching sound of Bianca’s breathtaking blowjob.
Luckily, they arrived at Ali’s hotel, one of London’s finest, before matters could go any further. After a little sartorial adjustment, Claire stumbled out on the pavement with a heartfelt sigh of relief. She had to be careful not to let Ali go any further with her.
Claire, still feeling inebriated, hardly registered the smiling doorman, the beautiful marble-and-oak-decorated foyer, the gentle piano music and the speedy lift to the top floor before she found herself in Ali’s large suite.
“Make yourselves comfortable, ladies,” he said before excusing himself to visit the lavatory.
As soon as he was gone Claire turned to Bianca furiously. “Bianca! You said he’d get so drunk that I wouldn’t have to take my clothes off!”
“Well, you didn’t really take anything off, Claire,” she began to reply before Claire interrupted.
“Bianca, he was sucking my tits! Friend or no friend, I’m not being unfaithful to Danny! You’ll have to make an excuse I’m leaving now!” she hissed apoplectically.
“No, wait please, Claire. I really need you. Ali’s an important client and he really wanted a threesome. Look, I know he’s not that drunk yet but we can ply him with more champagne. It’s just possible you might need to take off your clothes and I’m sorry for that. And it would probably be a good idea if you let him suck your boobs which, by the way, are just amazing. And perhaps if you could just wank him a little bit? It’s not really proper sex is it? Please?” Bianca begged.
“What do you mean it’s not really proper sex?” Claire squeaked indignantly.
“Well that’s what you said to me about that time you tossed off those schoolboys when you were working in that charity shop. Come on, Claire, please…”
Claire paused briefly, remembering that she’d actually done a lot more than that although she hadn’t admitted it to Bianca. “Umm. Well, I suppose. Oh, um, er…”
“Yes! Thank you, babe!” Bianca grabbed Claire and hugged her, pecking her on the lips.
“Oh, Bianca. OK. But I won’t put his cock inside me! No matter what! That would be really letting Danny down.”
“Thanks,” Bianca said kissing Claire happily once again.
“Well, ladies! That’s perfect. Why don’t you give me a little show, babes?” Ali ordered as he returned from his ablutions.
Bianca giggled saucily before pulling Claire down onto the bed next to her. “Just play along!” she whispered before kissing Claire full on her mouth.
Claire had never had a Sapphic experience in her life and nor had she even considered one. So she was a little bemused as her best friend slipped her tongue into her mouth and squeezed her boobs, gently pinching her nipples through her dress.
Despite her initial reluctance and the awkwardness of the situation, Claire relaxed and began to kiss Bianca back, her passion slowly building. She hadn’t realised quite how much fun it would be to make out with another woman. She noticed that Ali was groaning at the sight of the two delightful young women snogging and fondling as he slowly wanked himself.
When Bianca paused to aid Claire out of her dress, Claire allowed her to do so before helping her disrobe in turn. In fact she forgot that Ali was in the room for while as she lost herself in her best friend’s intimate embrace.
So when she felt Ali cup her arse, Claire started at the sudden intrusion into her reverie.
She sat up abruptly, immediately and acutely aware of what she’d been doing, almost knocking the champagne flute out of Ali’s hand.
“Gorgeous, so so gorgeous,” Ali sighed as he passed the two girls some fizz. Claire’s eyes widened at his entirely naked torso, hairy and powerful despite his excess flab. His cock was hard and threatening, of substantial girth and length and menacingly hirsute. She knocked back her champagne in alarm, pressing her back against the headboard of the king-size bed.
Bianca however smiled warmly, before leaning forward to grab Ali by his erection, angling her glass to mischievously slide his heavy cock into the cool sparkling wine.
Ali’s startled exclamation turned immediately into a deep groan of pleasure as Bianca pulled him out of the cold glass and into her warm mouth, passing the flute to Claire. For a while Claire watched in wonder as Bianca expertly fellated her client, gently licking around the rim of his glans before plunging her mouth down on him to swallow two-thirds of his outsized member. Without thinking, Claire downed Bianca’s champagne before putting the glass on a bedside table.
Eventually, Ali grabbed hold of Bianca’s hips and lay back on the bed, swivelling her around and pulling aside her white thong so that he could reach her perfect fresh twat with his thick brawny tongue. “Both of you suck me,” he commanded before burying his face between Bianca’s long smooth thighs.
Bianca clamped her legs around his face, grinding her arse down onto Ali’s lucky face before looking up at Claire beseechingly. “Please,” she murmured to her friend, holding out Ali’s cock to her.
Claire settled on the bed between Ali’s legs, tentatively reaching out to encircle his fleshy stalk with her graceful fingers, slowly masturbating him. “No!” she hissed. “You said that I’d only have to wank him!”
Bianca glanced down to make sure Ali’s ears were completely covered as she rubbed her slick pussy over his face. Satisfied he couldn’t hear them, she looked back up at Claire imploringly. “Please, Claire. It’s not that bad. You’re still masturbating him. You’re just using your mouth, that’s all. Oh go on, babe. For me, your best friend,” she entreated dramatically, bending forward to lick Ali’s knob but without losing eye contact with Claire.
Claire’s hand was sliding up and down Ali’s pole as she drunkenly considered Bianca’s appeal. Shaking her head resignedly and sighing, Claire lent down and joined Bianca in slurping on Ali’s meaty dong.
Despite herself, Claire found herself enjoying giving head with her friend, their tongues duelling over Ali’s sensitive glans. She began to enjoy the rhythm of their respective head bobbing and their intuitive teamwork as they worked over his genitals with their hot hungry mouths. As Claire sucked on his big hairy bollocks and tickled his anus and perineum with the tip of her tongue, Bianca lashed the apex of his cock with her lithe tongue; as Bianca licked her way down his shaft, Claire moved up to slurp heartily on the head of his knob. All-in-all their instinctive collaboration was most satisfying. Judging from Ali’s muffled moans he was enjoying it somewhat too.