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In Sally Phillip’s dream, it’s not a watercooler she’s fucking.
She’s in a room with the largest bed she has ever seen. The blankets are a rich, velvety red, and the posts are dark wood. Sally is dressed in a black, lace bodysuit that leaves very little to the imagination. She’s wearing black leather leggings, and stilettos as well. Sally is brushing her soft, blond hair when there is a knock at the door. She sets the brush down on the nightstand and walks to the door.
Her visitors enter. One is clad in a plaid button-down, jeans and trainers, and the other is wearing a red jumper, also with jeans.
“I hope you’re wearing the garments I sent you underneath. You don’t get to play if you’re not dressed properly.”
Alex blushes as red as his jumper and looks down at his shoes, Greg doesn’t fair much better.
“Yes, Sally,” Greg replies.
“Take your street clothes off now,” Sally says. “Then get on the bed.”
Greg and Alex shuffle out of their clothes. Alex is now wearing only pink, lace pants, his cock already causing the fabric to strain. Greg is shyer, undressing slowly to reveal a satin bralette and matching cheeky pants; literally cheeky, as the bottom of his arse cheeks stick out. He blushes furiously and stands awkwardly with his hands clasped over his cock.
Alex and Greg both get into the bed on opposite sides and lie awkwardly, not touching each other.
Sally walks over to the end of the bed. “You two look like you’re at a funeral. Do you still want to do this.”
“Yes, Sally,” Alex says. “Believe me, we’re both very excited, we’re just awkward.”
“And inexperienced,” Greg adds.
“Okay, well I’m going to tell you exactly what I want you to do and when, so don’t worry about that. We’re not playing Greg says/Alex says this time. We’re playing Sally says, and if you both are very good, you will both win.”
Sally decides to start by kissing Alex. She crawls onto the bed from the foot and pulls Alex up to meet her mouth. She notices Greg looking away. “Greg, eyes on me,” she commands. Greg watches as Sally kisses Alex deeply, rubbing her body against him. She breaks the kiss to present Alex with her throat, which he nuzzles immediately. Sally looks at Greg again. “You like watching, don’t you? You liked watching when I was on top of Alex, putting cake into his armpits, didn’t you.” Greg nods, mouth slightly agape.
Sally rearranges herself so that she is lying down between Greg and Alex. “Greg, be a dear and take my leggings off.” Greg obeys, pulling the tight leather down Sally’s gorgeous legs. Sally pulls Alex in closer to her, whispering in his ear, “You were such a naughty boy during our special cuddle, weren’t you. Getting hard just from me lying on you. Even though you knew I had set my sights on Greg, you just couldn’t help yourself.” Alex moans as Sally twists one of his nipples. Greg has returned and as much as Sally wants to keep teasing him, she also can’t keep denying herself. “Spoon me,” she says to Alex. “If you’re very good, I’ll let you rub against my arse.” She feels Alex’s arm snake around her holding her tightly, erection pressed firmly into her backside. She reaches her hand out to touch Greg’s face and then pulls him in for a soft, exploratory kiss.
She pulls Greg closer, now practically squished between the two men. Alex kisses her neck while she kisses Greg. “What good boys you both are,” Sally purrs, shifting onto her back. “Good boys get a reward.” Sally takes down the straps of her bodysuit and then pulls it down, so her breasts are exposed. “One for each of you. Go on, then.”
Sally sighs as Greg sucks her right nipple and Alex, her left. Their faces are so close together they are touching. Sally moans, her breasts tingling from the gentle scratches of her boys’ beards.
“You two should kiss each other, you’d like to do that wouldn’t you?” They both look at her and then eagerly start kissing deeply just a couple of inches away from her breasts. She hears Greg moan into Alex’s mouth and slides her hand into her bodysuit to start touching herself.
“Greg, be a dear and take Alex’s pants off, I think they are getting a little too tight for him.” Greg pulls Alex’s pants down and Sally watches Greg looking at Alex’s cock. He looks impressed. And hungry.
Now Alex is standing next to Greg, erection bobbing near his face. Greg asks Sally and Alex a question by glancing first at Sally, then Alex and then Alex’s cock. Sally nods and Greg takes Alex’s cock in his massive hand. Sally shimmies out of the rest of her bodysuit and straddles Greg.
She kisses Greg deeply, slowly, savoring his taste, his feel, his little sounds. She unclasps the bralette and sucks on his nipples all while Greg continues to slowly stroke Alex’s erection.
Sally moves further south and feels the outline of Greg’s cock through the silky pants. It’s everything she imagined during their flirtation on Taskmaster and then some. She slides her hand under the waistband and gives a few experimental touches before pulling the pants off and putting her mouth on him.
“Oh god Sally, Alex,” Greg moans. He’s been quiet so far. Sally thinks he’s probably a little nervous. She’s glad he’s starting to relax.
“We should switch things up,” Alex says. “Otherwise, I’m going to come onto Greg, and I don’t think that’s how we want this to end.”
Sally and Greg both laugh, and it helps remind them that it doesn’t have to be all serious. Sally lies on her back again and spreads her legs wide.
“How about Greg eats me out while Alex eats him out?” The three look at each other.
“Kind of a human centipede thing?” Alex says, wrinkling his nose.
“Oh my god, Alex!” Greg shouts, shoving Alex. Sally collapses into a fit of giggles.
“Okay, enough of that. Greg, your mouth on me. Now.”
Sally arches her neck as Greg settles in between her legs. He licks into her slowly, gently. She keeps her eyes closed for a moment, surrendering to sensation. He starts with lazy circles around her clit, then dips his tongue into her vagina, collecting some of the fluid before returning to her clit moving a bit faster. Sally forces herself to look. It’s quite a sight. Greg lying between her legs, massive hands spreading her open, and beyond him, Alex licking into Greg’s arse.
“Can I add fingers?” Greg asks. Sally nods. Greg thrusts two fingers deep inside Sally and continues using his mouth on her engorged clit. Sally comes forcefully, pushing Greg’s fingers out and squirting hot liquid onto the bed. Alex pauses his ministrations to watch, fascinated.
Sally lies there panting; worried Greg has broken her already. But it will take a lot more than that to quench Sally’s thirst. She opens her eyes and sees that Alex and Greg are making out passionately beside her, tangling in the sheets. Alex peels away, sensing her eyes on him and she can see her own cum on his face, shining in his beard.
“Aww did you want a taste too, baby?” she asks. Alex nods his head and so does Sally.
Sally gets up and positions herself so she can sit on Alex’s face. She is oriented in such a way that Greg can straddle the rest of Alex and both rub grind into him and make out with Sally, which he does immediately. Sally is coming again in no time shouting Alex’s name and clinging onto Greg’s shoulders for dear life.
Sally flops down on one side of Alex and Greg on the other. “You’ve both done so well. I think it’s time for you both to come too. Would you like that?” She looks at Alex’s cock, hard and leaking and then Greg’s which is in a similar state. They both nod vigorously.
“Alex, on the floor, on your back please.” Sally’s thought about this a lot and she knows exactly what she wants. She wants to ride Alex’s cock while sucking off Greg. She gets a chair and puts it near Alex’s feet. She has Greg sit and she works out the angles. If she rides Alex backwards it should work.
They get into position, and it feels incredible. Alex is so hard and sensitive after all the teasing, he bucks up into her over and over, arousal building. She sucks Greg’s cock into her mouth and feels him breathe in sharply. She takes it all in; the smell of his skin, the taste of his precum, the feel of him on her tongue, the sound of him moaning above her, and the sight of his sweet, vulnerable face.
“Oh god, Sally, yes!” Greg and Alex both say at the same time. Sally is a goddess. She has her mouth and one hand on Greg’s cock and her other hand has a small vibrator that she uses on herself at the same time.
Alex has both of his hands on Sally’s hips, helping her move as much as he can, digging in so hard she imagines 10 little bruises on her pale flesh.
“I’m close Sally,” Alex says.
Sally looks up at Greg, eyes black with lust, mouth filled with cock.
“Me too,” he whispers. She takes her mouth off with a loud pop and uses her hand instead. “Come for me, boys,” Sally says. It’s hard to say what happens first but in the span of a minute, Alex comes with a cut off shout, thrusting up into Sally hard, Greg comes all over Sally’s face, and Sally comes with another burst of fluid and flings herself down onto Greg’s lap to breathe.
Gradually, the room starts to appear around them again. Alex goes to fetch towels, and they all get cleaned up then cuddle up in bed together. Sally is in the middle, lying on Greg’s chest, Alex is spooning her from behind, his long arm reaching all the way to Greg’s belly, where it rests. It feels warm and safe, and Sally is satisfied; finally, truly satisfied just as the dream begins to break away.
When Sally wakes up, she’s wetter than if she had fucked a water cooler.