Suzy’s Story – Part 5

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Suzy’s Story – Part 5(Yes, its a continuation from part 4…)When I arrived the following week I had a lovely feeling of anticipation. I hoped that James’s fantasy wasn’t one that involved being smeared in jam or something. John was there when I arrived, as was James. Harold was unable to come that evening and I hoped I hadn’t given him a heart attack! I gave both the boys a kiss and they both took the opportunity to feel my breasts and my bottom. I didn’t resist, but told them to go easy and not get over-excited. Then Gareth, Teddy and Michael arrived and as I gave them each a kiss I thought it only fair to give them a little fondle on the front of their trousers, or take a hand and rub it over my crotch. I took James aside into the corner and asked him what he wanted me to do. He told me he had a ballet fantasy and had bought some ballet pumps, a white t-shirt and a tutu for me to wear. He also had long white hold-ups in his bag. “Where are the panties?” I asked, and he explained that the whole point of his fantasy was that the dancer didn’t wear any! He was keen for a set of photos of me doing various ballet poses, legs out, legs open, bending down etc, with my pussy fully on display, but looking as if I had forgotten to put on my knickers. He would also like to be in them with me, fingering me, looking up me and eventually fucking me in the various ballet positions. Wow! That sounded pretty damn sexy to me too! I took the clothes and went into the bathroom to change, telling the others to get ready and to take plenty of shots for James, as well as making sure there were some videos too.I stripped off my clothes. During the week I had decided to spring a little surprise on the guys, and had shaved my pubes completely. They were not going to have to wait long to see my newly-bare vagina. It was lovely and smooth; I had taken much care over doing it, and now, dusted with talcum and open to the air, I ran my fingers over it and parted my lips. I was a little wet down there and I let a finger go up my love-tunnel. That’s not all that will be up there tonight. It felt odd to be dressed as a ballet dancer, but with all my private area uncovered. The stockings were very long, right to the top of my legs, and they held tightly. The tutu wasn’t very full, but it was nicely ruffled; it went around my waist and stuck out sideways with a slight droop. It didn’t cover much! The T-shirt top was tight over my underwired bra and was very flattering to my breasts. I looked at myself in the mirror, put some finishing touches to my make-up and strode out.James was waiting outside the door and his face lit up when he saw me. The cameras began to click away as I told James to direct me in his preferred poses. I had to start by raising my arms above my head. This brought the tutu up slightly and my shaved triangle came into view. There was an immediate round of applause and a whispered “thank you, Suzy” in my ear from James. Then I spun around for shots of my naked bum. I did a number of relatively soft-core pendik escort poses; legs together, some sitting, some lying down. Then James asked me to raise one leg out and back and we were off on more intimate shots of my pussy gradually opening wider as my leg was placed on the edge of the bed, up against the wall and so on. Then I had to bend forward from the waist and shots were taken of my bottom as my anus slowly came into sight. Then with the legs apart I had to semi-squat so that my anal-ring was opened as far as possible and my pussy was fully displayed. I was getting wet and feeling randy by now, and I guess James was too, judging my the bulge in his trousers. Eventually he came over to me to join in the poses. I managed some with a leg over his shoulder, and some where he lifted me up with my bum open towards the other guys. Then he stood me up and lifted a leg with one hand while he put the other between my legs and gently massaged my crotch. I dripped onto his hand and he spread my juices across my labia and my clitoris. He massaged the entire area, over my bum-hole and perineum, slipping a finger up me now and then. Then he put four fingers up my pussy and his thumb in my arse, just as he’s seen Harold do last week, and he frigged me mercilessly. I started to cum, I couldn’t help myself. James unzipped his fly and got his cock out, slid on a condom, then plunged straight up my pussy. He put his wet hands round my front and rubbed at my clit but this was too much for me, I was too sensitive there and I almost collapsed. I gushed out more juice and James withdrew his prick and slipped his whole fist up my vagina. I was in heaven. Then he smeared my juices all over my bottom, pulled up the T-shirt and slid his hands over my bra. He pulled the shirt over my head and undid the bra, letting my tits out; then he ran my juices all over them, my nipples responding beautifully. All the time I was conscious of giving good poses for the lads. James was desperate to have me in as many ways as possible as I still shook with my orgasm. He turned me round and made me bend forward as he plunged his cock into my mouth and held my head as he pumped into me. I sensed that he was close to cumming and finally he moved to my back-end, pulled my bum-cheeks apart, took lubrication from my pussy and transferred it to my anus, before entering my little puckered bum-hole. He went easily and steadily up my bottom, checking that I was OK and I nodded assent. Then he slowly shafted my rectum for a few thrusts before, with a gasp, he came long and hard. But James wasn’t finished. He pulled off the condom and wiped himself, then arranged me on the bed in a variety of just-fucked poses; first on my back, legs akimbo, pussy wet and glistening, shaved pudenda smoothly glowing; then on my tummy, my arse propped on a pillow, wide apart and my just-shagged anal-ring winking back. Finally he slipped his fingers in each hole for a few more memento shots. “Suzy,” he said, “just stay there like that a little escort pendik while the lads cum over you, is that OK?” I was surprised but had no problem with this. James took up his camera as the rest of the guys, excluding Michael (obviously saving himself for later) gathered round me and began to wank themselves. I turned my head to watch them as they took their dicks in their hands and began stropping. None of them made eye contact with each other, they were focused exclusively on my pussy and anus, so I clenched and unclenched myself to make my holes open and close. Then I reached back and used my hands to pull myself apart and rhythmically offer my opening to them. There was a satisfying wet squelching noise from between my legs. Then one of the guys started spurting over my back and my bum, gobbets going onto the tutu. This sparked off the others and within a few seconds everyone had unloaded onto me.“I’ll lie here while you lot clean me up” I commanded, and sure enough a minute later various hands busily began a process of flannelling me clean as I lay on the bed. My crotch was particularly well served!Time for a drink as I asked Michael how he wanted to use his session. His requirement was particularly easy for me. He wanted me completely naked! No stocking and suspenders, no sexy underwear, just me in the nude. He wanted to feel and lick me all over. He was keen for me to have quite heavy make-up though so I put a towel around myself and got made up in the bathroom. I emphasised my eyes, putting shadow all around them, rouged my cheeks well and used my reddest lipstick and gloss. I put my hair up and tied it with a bright red ribbon. I looked like a Victorian tart! Sexy though!Michael was extremely appreciative of how I looked. He wasn’t naked, at least not yet, and was fully clothed as I teetered over to him in some very high heels. “Are shoes OK, Michael?” I asked and got a smiling nod in reply.He grasped my sides and turned me around, standing behind me. The other guys were ranged in front of me and all cameras were focused on us. Michael raised my arms outwards and then slid his hands under my breasts, feeling their weight and offering them forwards to the photographers. He fondled them steadily and transferred attention to my nipples, making them pout and spring forward. One or two of the others came closer for shots of my tits while some were happy to capture the whole scene. There were many appreciative comments about my figure and how nice my skin was – I was very flattered.Then Michael turned me around again so that I faced him. He asked me to stand with my legs well apart and put his hand on my crotch for a little feel. Then he stood back and got me to touch the floor with my hands, ensuring my arse was open fully and my vagina and anus were on full show to the randy photographers. Then, standing beside me, he held my buttocks open so that nothing could be missed of my most intimate parts. Then he placed a finger inside my pussy and worked it in and out a while, getting pendik escort bayan my juices flowing nicely. Once I was really wet he transferred juices onto my pussy lips and massaged them, making the whole area glisten with my wetness. Then he placed a finger from each and up me and pulled my lips apart for good internal shots. “Good grief I can see right up your pussy, Sue,” said Gareth, “the light is shining right up you! Fantastic! Open your knees a bit more and see how far up you we can see!” I did as I was told, eventually sinking onto my knees as I opened as far as possible. I was still amazed, that after the number of times the guys had seen my vagina and anus, they never tired of it. In fact I believe I could just sit and lay around with my legs apart all day and they would be in heaven just looking up me and at my privates. Every so often they’d want to feel it of course, and fuck it too… I was wondering when Michael would need to do that. I was certainly in need.He had another thing in mind first though. As I knelt there in the room, with all the cameras trained on my wet open crotch, Michael was getting his fingers lubricated and I soon found out why. He placed a finger against my anal ring and slid it up my small hole. Then he put another slippery finger up next to it and slowly frigged my arse, making sure everyone got a good view. Then his remaining fingers went in my pussy and I was nicely and robustly double-fingered for everyone’s pleasure, including mine.I was needing orgasm badly by now and I think my gasps and deep breaths made it obvious. Michael took pity and slipped on a condom and up my pussy in a jiffy. He didn’t rush, just gave me long slow strokes while the guys came closer for good shots, or put their cameras under me for some original perspectives. Then he began to finger my clitoris and I started pouring with sticky juice. Michael withdrew, transferred my pre-orgasm wetness onto my anus and went up my arse, still rubbing my clit. That was it, I started cumming loudly and I felt Michael arch his back and speed up his anal intrusion. With a deep groan he emptied himself into the condom in my arse and continued to pump away. Most of the other guys were filming single-handed by now, wanking off with the other hand; their films must be shaky I thought as my orgasm subsided. I was then fairly covered in spunk from them as their release came. Phew, another good little session. Michael was happy; the other guys were happy, and guess what? I was happy too!Another successful evening. That would keep me going for a week, and hopefully the guys too. Gareth and Teddy next week. I checked them both out and they were pretty excited already at the thought of it. Did I need to plan anything, was there anything special they wanted me to wear? Both said they knew what they wanted me to do. Gareth suggested I had plenty of water to drink before his session, and not to have a pee before we started, so I had an inkling of what he was up for! Teddy was less open about his plans but was keen for me to wear sexy stuff, stockings, sussies etc and wondered if I had some split-crotch panties. I didn’t, but I resolved to get some …(Part 6, the final, due soon. If I get enough comments and views…)

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