I let Tasha drag me across the room, while she began stripping my clothes off of me. By the time my knees hit the edge of my bed I was out of my tank ...op, and my pants were being pushed down my thighs. I fell backwards into the mattress, and looked up at both of these beautiful women. My eyes went from Laleh, to Tasha, and back. I didn’t know where to look. And it was clear my confusion was a source of humor to both of them.Movement caught my eye, and I looked up at Laleh, as, slowly, she. Recently they had discussed their desires and fantasies in some detail.Car tires scrunched on the gravel drive outside and she heard laughter and car doors banging, then the front door opened and the men arrived, Edward, as ever, leading the way. After kissing her, he introduced his colleagues. "These are three of my friends from work" he said "Tony, George and Andrew".They were all smartly dressed but in a casual style with open necked shirts and sports jackets. They seemed to get on very well. "And you can go right ahead and screw both of them after doing such a fabulous job on me?" Well," he answered, "maybe not right away, and they can make themselves happy, too. But it's the sharing that makes our fucking so very good, and right now, there's only one prick - mine - for the three of you."The woman's pussy squeezed lovingly down upon his buried cockhead. "All right; I'll try not to be selfish, but my lord - this has never happened to me before. If all young boys are anything like. About 6 months after our friends had started to make their weekend migrations, Chas announced that we were going to spend next weekend at ‘chateau blank de blank’ (again, I’m not telling). I was actually excited. It didn’t sound like Chas was thinking we’d make it a regular part of our schedule and I must admit all of the mystery surrounding our friend’s new social focus was making my imagination run wild and I was excited to find out what it was all about. When the weekend came, we flew out.