The Quean of Wales

Paul. I’d totally forgotten about Paul. I giggled and stood up quickly, but I needn’t have worried. He was sitting on the sofa, one hand around his cock, which was rock hard, the remains of a whisky in the other. 

“Darling are you ok?” I asked sitting next to him and putting my hand over his on his cock and squeezing it gently, I leaned in to kiss him, and for what seemed like a very long time we shared the most intimate kiss we’ve ever shared. It was gentle, but passionate, and I got lost in his mouth for a moment. I think he in turn got lost in the taste of CJs pussy on my lips. 

I was rubbing myself furiously, I wanted to cum so badly but I couldn’t even edge right now. My whole body was just melting into waves and waves of pleasure. Rubbing just made it even better but didn’t get me any closer to an orgasm. I didn’t care. 

Something touched my hair while I was kissing Paul, it was CJ curling my hair between her fingers. 

“Are you ok babe, you’re making some weird noises” 

I stopped kissing Paul, who seemed a bit grateful to come up for air.  

“I’m so fucking high I can’t even edge let alone cum right now!” I laughed, a really big, stupid laugh, almost uncontrollable. 

“Sarah?” A note of concern in Paul’s voice. This was not normal behaviour for me, but I was feeling incredible and not worried at all. 

“I’m fine darling, I just can’t fucking cum even though my whole body feels like the start of an orgasm right now! This is normal and exactly what I wanted to happen, you should have some too! 

Or you CJ! One of you should be like meeeeeee” I think I whined a bit, but I literally didn’t care. Best night ever so far. I couldn’t stop laughing and rubbing my cunt and suddenly I just lost the plot entirely as this huge wave of euphoria hit me. 

“Please can someone get my toys? There’s a bag with naughty things in in my case, pleeeesse” 

I was giggling and giggling and fucking determined to get closer to an orgasm than this.  

Paul looked at me like I was mad, which at that point I absolutely was. “Sarah, I think you need to just calm it a bit, please? I’m getting a worried about you.” 

I forced myself to stop what I was doing, took a deep breath and looked at him. The tone of his voice bought me down very quickly and suddenly I was very calm and rational again. 

“I’m sorry love. It does that, but that's why I love it! I really am fine, it just comes in waves and the bigger the wave the more it makes me like that, but I swear it's like the start of a full body orgasm too, it's incredible.” 

“Is it done now then? Have we killed it by being serious?” CJ asked 

“No! It just needs a little push, if I get excited about anything again it will start to work again. Paul are you going to have any?” 

“No. I’m a little intimidated by that love, but I can see you’re ok so I’m much happier.” Paul kissed me gently, “CJ can have mine if she wants?” He looked at her, but she shook her head. 

“I think one of us unable to orgasm tonight is quite enough. I want lots of orgasms. And you have toys! Why don’t you get them Paul, I’ll keep Sarah company?” 

He got up and walked to the wardrobe, opening it and fiddling with my case.  

Paul had put his shorts and a t-shirt on “I think they must still be in the car. I’ll get them and I think I’ll get a beer from the bar too, do either of you want anything?  

CJ shook her head and I grinned at him and just said “cock!” He laughed, said he’d be back in a minute and left the room, closing the door behind him. 

CJ sat next to me and whispered “A little push? What do you mean?” 

“Something that will make me excited, surprise me, anything pleasurable and exciting really” Just her sitting there whispering to me was doing it to be honest. “But pass me my other bit from the table though, will you? It’s probably time to take it.” 

“Are you sure?” 

“Yes, please, I apologise if I get silly again, but this is so so good, and you’re making me have probably the best sexual experience of my life. I am very grateful.” 

CJ smiled “then who am I to interfere with that?” She reached over to the table and passed it to me. “You’d better have some water too.” 

“But not too much, don’t force feed me water ok, just make sure I’m drinking a normal amount” (authors note: This was really important. Too much water was bad. The gutter press helpfully doesn’t tell you that, but it is. E makes your body retain water and everyone thinks you should drink more as you get dehydrated. You only get dehydrated if you’re sweating, dancing in a club or similar. Drink enough water for whatever activity you’re doing and no more) 

She passed me my glass and I washed it down with the water. Then she put her hand between my legs and looked at me “Is this exciting?” I nodded, exhaling. She slipped two fingers inside me. “And this?” I nodded more, exhaling more. She leant down, taking a nipple between her lips and sucking on it, muttering “And this?” I whined, nodding as my brain and body conspired and made me shudder, a small wave of euphoria washing over me almost in time with her words. Her fingers started moving, I started groaning. She moved them faster and I exhaled, this was what I wanted. This was what the lush did to me, I had wanted the lush but her fingers were better, her fingers were magic. I started giggling again as another wave hit me, I was right back there now, high and gasping as she fucked me with her fingers, up and down right against the spot I thought of as my squirt button... 

“fucck fuck fuck” I think it was me, “I’m gonna squirt” My whole body shuddered and CJs hand was suddenly soaked, my moans mixing with the wet noises as she kept on going, “fuuck” My head was spinning, CJ was grinning, she slowed her fingers and kissed me hard, moving her fingers in and out now, avoiding the squirt button deliberately and just slowly fucking me as she kissed me, her thumb occasionally rubbing my clit but most of her attention was focused inside me. 

“Babe I want to give you the best experience ever” She whispered in my ear between kisses, “What do you want, what do you like? What will work for you?” She said this with her fingers still inside me, fucking me slowly while I breathed through the waves of euphoria coursing through me. 

I’d normally be mortified if what came out of my mouth next wasn’t made considerably exciting by the state I was in. 

“I want to watch you fuck my husband. I want him to enjoy sex in a way he can’t enjoy it with me. I want to watch and edge and get worse while you two enjoy each other. I...I’m a denial slut CJ, I almost never orgasm and I feel better like this, but it makes me have so many fantasies, and I’ve been really naughty behind his back in the past, I’ve never had sex with anyone else but there’s been some really kinky things, and he knows more or less now, this weekend is sort of our making up weekend, but then you came along and now its playing into the biggest fantasy I have but also I want him to just have the best time and I just...” I was gabbling. 

She was laughing “Oh my god Sarah, how on earth did I find you? I thought we’d have a quickie threesome and be in the bar by 9pm when I thought you two might be interested in me, but this is ridiculous!” 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, if it's too much its ok, I’ll calm down.” 

“Babe it’s absolutely wonderful, I’m having so much more fun than I expected and I’m probably kinkier than you realise” She still had her fingers in me and was starting to push against my squirt button, I could feel it building up again, and she was kissing my neck in between speaking and my whole body was just melting. 

“So let me tell you something.” She said this huskily, almost through her teeth, “I think I’m a sex addict, I literally can’t have enough orgasms and I’m almost never satisfied. 

“You can have mine!” I giggled. 

“But I also like women, I really like women, and I really like you.” 

“Ohh god, so Paul is...” 

She shushed me, “I don’t mind men on occasions like this, so he’s fine, but it's you I interested in, It’s you I want to have the best time.”  

“So I’m going to suck his cock while you watch, I’m going to let him fuck my tight, pretty little cunt while you get nothing, I’m going to make you clean him off when he’s done fucking me and then I’m going to have orgasm after orgasm after orgasm while you get nothing.”  

As she said this, she was going harder and faster with her fingers and I felt another shudder as a jet of liquid shot out of me, I was moaning and breathing hard, I felt like I was swaying despite being sat on the sofa, and I was grateful that she still had her arm around me. My cunt was the centre of my universe, everything the rest of me felt was emanating from there. 

“Please.... please....” 

“Please what babe?” 

“Please do that...what you said... please.”