Story 25
Summary:
Daisy, a nineteen-year-old virgin. She's home alone and expecting her boyfriend round to her house so that she can finally lose her virginity. But when her boyfriend is called out of town and a leak suddenly starts in her bathroom it looks like things aren't going how she thinks they would. That is until the plumbers show up.
Robb and Ben, two men in their mid-thirties. They decide to have some fun with Daisy and they like to share.
Threesome, oral, titty sucking, spit roast, jerk off, fingering, blow jobs, pussy licking.
Daisy had been looking forward to this weekend for a long time. It wasn't often that she got the house to herself and now with her parents out of town, she was determined to take advantage of the situation.
She was nineteen years old and thought she was old enough to have a place of her own, to do whatever she wanted to without having her parents looking over her shoulder. She'd be going away to college soon enough and when that happened she was going to have all of the freedom that she could ever want and she'd be able to do anything that she wanted. But for now, she was stuck living with her parents and she had to take advantage of any time when she got the place to herself.
Her parents had gone away for the weekend and now she could do whatever she wanted.
Not that her parents had any idea what she was going to be getting up to, of course. They still thought she was nothing more than an innocent girl.
“What are you going to do this weekend, sweetie?” her dad had asked her as they loaded up the car.
“Oh, I don’t know,” she said innocently, “I guess I’ve got some reading I could be getting on with for college.”
“Ah, you’re a god girl, aren’t you?”
She might look like a good girl to him but the truth was that she had a very wicked mind.
When she looked at herself in the mirror sometimes she could understand why her parents thought she was a good girl. In a lot of ways, she looked like an all-American, clean-cut girl.
She was of average height with a slim, athletic build. She had good-sized breasts, a flat and toned stomach, a perfect peach of an ass, and slender, toned, legs. Her skin was flawless with a honey-colored tan. She had long, blonde hair and big, blue eyes. She would look at her parents with her eyes wide and they'd think that butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. She was quite happy to keep it that way - it let her get up to whatever she wanted without worrying about them paying too much attention to her.
They didn’t even know about James, her boyfriend, and she was very happy to keep things that way.
He was a couple of years older than her and she knew that her parents would take one look at him and think that he was trouble. And maybe they’d be right - but he was the kind of trouble that she liked.
He was tall and good-looking with an arrogant air about him that drove her crazy. He was slim and athletic with black hair. Whenever he walked into a room he looked round with a sense of scorn, as though he owned everyone and everything in it. Sometimes she would toy with the idea of introducing him to her parents just to see the look on their faces when he looked at them that way. But at the same time, she knew that it would only lead to them putting her under much greater scrutiny. They might start to wonder if their sweet little girl wasn't so sweet anymore.
But now with them out of town it was finally time for them to have some fun together, and she had one bit of fun in mind for this weekend that she was looking forward to.
She was still a virgin and she was looking forward to finally losing her virginity with James. She knew that he was more experienced than she was and she wanted to see what he could teach her. They had come close a few times before when they'd been at parties together. They'd find an empty room and go in there to have some fun together. They'd be kissing on the bed and she'd feel him pushing up against her, rubbing himself against her, and she'd be excited to feel how aroused he was.
She could remember one time when his hand had begun pushing up beneath her top. He'd never intimately touched her before but now it seemed as though it was going to happen. She was silently willing him on, wanting him to take hold of her breasts and play with them, wanting him to enjoy himself as he pleasured her.
But then someone opened the door.
“Hey!” James called out.
"Oh, sorry!" they'd replied as they shut the door. This seemed to happen every time - there was always someone at the parties that they went to who walked in on them. And even though James was never too bothered about such things, always wanting to get back to it, it always ruined the mood for her. Suddenly she'd be acutely aware of the sound of the music, the conversation right outside the door, and she wouldn't be able to just enjoy herself and let herself get fully in the mood.
“Come on,” James would say, nuzzling at her throat, imploring her, pushing himself up against her. But she would resist. And then James would sulk for the rest of the night while she wondered if she was being too sensitive and if she should just go with the flow.
So when her parents had told her that they were going away she saw a perfect opportunity for both her and James to finally get what they wanted.
“We’re going to have so much fun,” she said to him when she broke the news.
“I can’t wait,” he said, trying to sound as though he wasn’t as excited as she was, but she wasn’t fooled.
Now that she had the house all to herself she found herself walking around it, thinking about all of the fun that they were going to have together. She walked into her bedroom and looked at her bed. She thought about all the times she had laid in that bed and fantasized about what it would be like to get fucked by James.
Some nights she lay there unable to sleep, just lying there in her panties.
She would run her hands over her body and imagine that it was his hands doing that, that he was finally able to explore her body the way that he wanted to.
She would imagine her own hands on his body as well, feeling the weight of him as he leaned down over her.
She had felt his muscles and his body before - she knew just how good he felt. But it would be even better when she took his top off when there was nothing between her hand and his body. And she thought about how different it would be when she knew that nothing was holding them back and they could do exactly what they wanted. They wouldn't have to restrain themselves.
Her hands moved over her breasts and thought about those times he had reached for them. What would it be like when he finally got hold of them? What would his face look like when he saw them for the first time when she took off her top and revealed herself to him fully?
She wondered what his cock would feel like, what she would do with it when he finally got it out for the first time. She thought about how hard it would feel, how it would fill her hand as she jerked him off.
As she imagined it her fingers slid down into her panties and she began to play with her pussy as she imagined his fingers doing this to her. She wondered just how experienced he was and just what he would do to her - what little secrets about playing with her pussy he would know and how good it would feel.
She smiled to herself as she lay in bed playing with herself imagining it. She slid one of her fingers into her pussy and slid it back out. Then she imagined what it would be like to have his cock doing that to her. She wondered if her tight little pussy would be able to take all of it - just from the way it had pushed against her it had felt pretty big to her.
She thought about his strong hands all over her body, how he would tear her clothes off her body so that she lay completely naked, completely his to do whatever he wanted.
She thought about him fucking her slowly and then considered what it would be like when he began to speed up, fucking her harder, pounding away at her. She wondered what it would be like to have something so big and hard deep inside her.
Lying in bed thinking about it she would play with herself, feeling such incredible pleasure but when she would finish she would still feel frustrated, unfulfilled. Because she was sure that whatever James was going to do to her would be so much better than what she was doing to herself and she wanted it to happen so, so, much now.
And yet every time she'd thought it would happen they had both been frustrated. She wanted to lose her virginity, wanted to know what it felt like. Now that her parents had gone away everything was shaping up nicely. There was nothing that could stop it happening now - or so she thought.
She imagined what she would do when he arrived - she had a set of sexy lingerie that she was going to put on. She’d put on a bathrobe to cover up her little surprise for him and then when she had him inside the house - finally - she would drop the bathrobe, revealing herself in all her sexy glory.
She could just imagine the look on his face when he saw it. She would go to him then, letting him know that he could do absolutely anything that he wanted to her.
That was how it was all supposed to work out, anyway. Unfortunately, fate seemed to have decided to intervene again.
She was getting more excited, filled with anticipation as the time arrived when he was due to come round when her phone rang.
She looked down at it with a frown. When she saw that it was James’ number she wondered if something might be wrong. But then she told herself that it was probably just him wanting to tell her that he was on his way. She’d have to get changed quickly, she thought.
However, as it turned out, her first instinct was sadly correct.
“I can’t make it,” James said when she answered the phone, sounding frustrated.
“What do you mean you can’t make it?”
“I’m being sent out of town for the weekend for work.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“Do I sound like I’m kidding you?”
He sounded angry.