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I opened my eyes and instantly regretted it. Fuck, my head was pounding. As the faces of my two alarm clocks began to merge and become a single one again on my nightstand, I saw that it was just before eight, in the A.M. I guessed. I gulped, Jesus, my mouth was dry. It felt as though my throat was full of salty sand, I could barely swallow. I spotted a bottle of water on the nightstand and reached out to grab it, desperate to slake my thirst. I leaned out to grab it and instantly regretted it, my brain felt like it was rattling around inside my head and I thought that I might be sick. Blech! I wrapped my fingers around the bottle, trying to grasp it and I managed to knock both it and my alarm clock to the floor. “Fuck!” I groaned, reaching down and moving my hand around over the carpet, trying to make contact with the plastic but finding only discarded underwear and dust bunnies… My fingertip touched something cold and rubbery and I recoiled in disgust, it felt like a used condom. I kept moving my hand until my fingers found the plastic. I grabbed it as fast as I could, brought the bottle to my mouth, pulled open the stopper with my teeth and took a long swig of the tepid liquid. Taking a deep breath through my nose, I realised that the water was stale! Shit, I had picked up an old bottle from the floor, god knows how long it had been lying there! I nearly spat the contents straight out onto the carpet but somehow I managed to hold it in and swallow what was in my mouth. That woke me up a bit and I sat up a little, leaned over the edge of the bed and located the fresh water and took a huge gulp… As I did, I counted four spent condoms on the floor (the fact that they were tied into neat knots to prevent spillage, immediately appealed to the OCD side of my nature. Of course you wouldn’t have known it to look at the rest of my apartment but it was true!) I felt a heavy leg awkwardly slump over mine, followed by an arm over my lower back. I turned around into it. My heart sank and stomach lurched as I recognised Red Barry, one of the bouncers from Shenanigans, a club I often frequented at weekends. His nickname came not only from his strawberry blonde hair but also from his fiery temper, he had a reputation for being a bit heavy handed with some of the more awkward or inebriated punters. Fuck, what had I been thinking? You know, he’d actually been trying to get me in the sack for ages but I kept knocking him back, refusing his clumsy advances. I mean, he was actually pretty handsome and had a great physique, but I just wasn’t interested in him. I thought that he was a dick, it was that simple. He was one of those mini-Hitler types who let a little power go to his head (or perhaps I should say, both of his heads!) I knew that he couldn’t understand why I wouldn’t just sleep with him and I also know that it pissed him off, because I think that he felt as though it was his right or something. Like many bouncers, he seemed to think that the women he allowed into the club should all show their gratitude by offering, at the very least, a token blow job. He had a tendency to be kind of passive-aggressive, I’d seen the way he treated some of the punters mersin escort and I just didn’t want to go there… I lay there, trying not to wake him, hoping to put off what would no doubt be an awkward conversation. As I kept perfectly still, trying to piece together the possible scenarios which could have led to me caving in and fucking Barry, at least four times judging by the rubbery debris on my carpet! Judging by the way my head felt, there had been copious amounts of alcohol involved. I carefully maneuvered myself from my side and onto my back, without waking him. It meant that his hand was on my belly and his leg was now between mine. I felt his fingers come to life and begin to move over my soft skin. I closed my eyes and had flashbacks of myself and Gina, she’s one of my best friends and my top partner in crime. We always watched each other’s backs when we were out, so I wondered how she could have possibly let me make this huge error and end up in bed with this idiot. Then I remembered knocking back tequilas with her, in an attempt to prove some guys at the bar wrong and basically drinking them under the table. We always had such a laugh while we were out and often got ourselves into mischief. I smiled as I remembered how we had shown those guys at the bar. One of them had been particularly drunk and had been coming on a bit strong. I grinned, as I remembered how Gina and I had added insult to their collective injury by engaging in a particularly passionate kiss, just to show exactly how uninterested we were in them. I should explain, neither Gina nor I were actually gay, but we did like to dabble and experiment with each other from time to time and we had even done a few of threesomes with a rather lucky male friend and a female one. Mmm, that had been fun… My pussy gave a token pulse as I remembered the feel of her tongue in my mouth, as her fingers had rubbed at my nipples, through my bra. Her other hand had deftly slipped between my legs and inside my panties. God, I had already been soaking as she’d expertly fingered my pussy and of course I had reciprocated, pushing myself forward slipping my own hand under her skirt, along her smooth thigh, while my free hand slid up under her top until I found her pert little nubs. She’d moaned into my mouth as I had pulled and tweaked them. Back in my room, I felt Barry’s hand slide up my belly to my own breast. I think he was still asleep as his fingers began to rub my soft nipple which began to respond and I could feel my clit began to get firm and start to tingle between my legs. I let out an involuntary gasp and remembered how the guys at the club, watching mine and Gina’s raunchy display, had been standing, mouths agape and beginning to pitch tents, as their collective cocks stiffened in their trousers. At that point I realised that our wanton behaviour had gathered quite the little crowd and I had whispered into Gina’s ear that it might be a good idea to slip outside, so that we could continue in relative privacy. She’d agreed and the two of us had practically ran outside, giggling like schoolgirls. As soon as we reached the iron stairs of the fire escape, she was on mersin escort bayan her knees before me, pulling up my skirt and roughly pulling my panties down. As quick as a flash, her fingers were inside my pussy and her teeth were on my clit, sucking it into her hot mouth while her tongue flicked and stroked. Let me tell you, that girl knows how to use her fingers and before I knew it, I was thrusting against her as she fucked me with her mouth and hand. I grabbed her hair hard and pulled her against my throbbing mound. My knees were turning to jelly and I was gasping and moaning, loudly. I know that I should have kept quiet, not made so much noise, but I couldn’t, I just couldn’t and when I felt her push a thumb into my arse, I fucking exploded. I called her a filthy fucking whore as I gripped her hair, knees bending as my back slid down the wall. My legs were wide apart and although I was coming like a train, she didn’t stop her assault. I was moaning loudly and I could feel my juices flooding her mouth as she prolonged my orgasm with that wicked tongue of hers. “You like that, you dirty fucking bitch?” She grunted into my pussy as her fingers rubbed my g-spot, thumb pressing against them through the wall of my rectum. I couldn’t even speak at that point, my body was shaking so hard as I felt her pull out her thumb and fingers and pull my pussy lips apart so that she could lick me clean. Holy fuck! I was panting and quivering, my whole body was on fire. I pulled Gina roughly by the hair to my mouth and I began to kiss and tongue her sloppily, sucking my own juices from her lips and tongue. “Oh my god, you are fucking amazing, Gina. You know, I sometimes wonder why I need a cock at all!” Gina just laughed, “You will always need cock because you’re a fucking whore who’s completely under the command of her slutty pussy!” “You’re not wrong there, but you are a close second, Gina. You give oral like nothing I’ve ever experienced!” I sighed, smiling. It was my turn to please her. I got onto my knees before her, pulled up her top and I was soon sucking a nipple into my mouth through her bra. She gripped my shoulders and sighed as my tongue flicked and sucked the little nub to full alertness. I roughly pulled down the cup of her bra and sucked her naked flesh into my mouth. God, it felt good. “Open your legs!” I ordered as I pulled at the seam of her knickers, tearing them and letting her wet panties slip down her leg. My fingers began to stroke her pussy lips, slipping easily between them, they were slick, hot and puffy, just the way I liked them. I pushed two fingers inside her, wiggled them around and then pulled them back out, so that I could suck and taste her juices from my slippery digits. Oh that sweet tang! I had to have more. “Lie back, I want to eat that gorgeous little pussy properly!” I ordered, pushing her back against the steps and positioning myself between her thighs. She moved, so that her legs over my shoulders and I pushed her thighs up hard against her, doubling her over and really opening up her cunt against my mouth, as it closed over her pussy lips and my tongue began to probe and delve into her sweet, escort mersin wet slit. Gina groaned, “Oh god, fuck me, fuck me,” as she arched her back, pushing her pelvis against me, her hands in my hair, pulling my face onto her. I could barely breathe and I had no choice but to open my mouth even wider and suck her firm clit inside. I pushed one finger into her, followed by a second until her grunting and telling me to fuck her encouraged me to push in a third finger. I was really stretching her hole open. She was as wet as fuck as I began to thrust and I formed a cone with my fingers and found that I was able to slip all four of the fingers of my right hand inside her. By now she was moaning like crazy and I was able to manoeuvre my hand until my thumb was rubbing the base of her clit. I looked up at her, eyes closed, drool dribbling from the side of her mouth and I thought I would try something… Her cunt was really sucking and slurping at my fingers and I raised my head a little, slowed down the movement of my hand and I spat onto my fingers as they moved in and out of her hole. I brought my thumb from her clit towards the palm of my hand and I gently began to push. She yelped and looked at me. I paused, thinking that I might be hurting her, but she whispered, “Do it, fist me, get your fucking hand deep inside me!” I spat again, my saliva mixing with her copious pussy juices and I pushed even more firmly, feeling her muscles resist. I coned my fingers together more tightly and the heel of my hand began to enter her tight cunt. She let out a low moan, maybe more of a growl and I pushed again. Her muscles gripped my wrist as my whole hand slipped inside her completely, to the wrist with a squishing slurp. I balled my hand into a fist and gently began to thrust and fuck her. She was going crazy now and I leaned down and took her clit between my teeth and flicked it with my tongue. That was when she began to come and when I say come, I mean she went fucking crazy. Her whole body was shaking. All I had to do was move my hand a little, I could feel it pressing against her cervix. I just flicked and sucked her clit with my mouth and tongue and I could feel her muscles clamping around my wrist, so tightly that it was almost cutting off the circulation. I continued to keep a little pressure on both her clit and inside her until she had finished climaxing. By now, it felt like my hand was going to sleep and I was incredibly uncomfortable on the metal stairs, the rough pattern was cutting into my knees. I sat up and began to pull my hand from her, straightening my fingers and squeezing them together again until they slipped out from her (much more easily than they had gone in!). My hand popped out with a loud sucking noise and hot fluid ran out of her gaping hole. I leaned in and began to lap her juices and kiss her bruised lips. She was panting, sighing and stroking my hair as her legs slipped from my shoulders. “Are you okay?” I whispered. She nodded, eyes glazed, “Fuck yes! I’ve never felt anything like that in my fucking life!” Just then, I heard a noise behind us. I turned my head to see Barry approaching, he was grinning and clapping his hands. “Bravo ladies! Bra-fucking-vo!” he said as he walked towards us. Gina and I sat up, pulling our skirts down, but before I could pull my knickers back up, he slapped my bare arse and pushed a finger inside my sopping slit.