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Confessions of a Nightclub Manager

By: love_to_be



Philip 1


This story is based in fact. These events actually happened but the names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.

If I manage to get a favourable response to this first instalment I have others that are just as good and are also true stories. Please feedback to me.





Part 1 – Sophie

The whole World seemed to skid into slow motion as he noticed her walking towards him. His sight blurred everything around the vision that he was now trying to take in before they passed. Her long brunette hair cascaded around her shoulders, eyes almost closed as she laughed through glossy pink lips to a girl at her side. Her skin was sun-kissed and flawless contrasting with a tight white dress that hugged a slim but beautifully curved body with ample, full breasts. She was only slightly shorter than his 6ft in heels that accentuated her long bronze legs. They passed and the World sped up again. He turned to watch her walk into the club thrilled that the rear-view every bit as pleasing as the front.

"Damn!" he mouthed as he carried on his journey to the front door nearly walking into a couple of guys coming the other as he turned away from her.

He is Philip Maynard, General Manager of a large nightclub in a town about an hour out of London. Aged 26, ambitious, gregarious and hard working. He kept himself fit playing a number of sports and working out in the gym, he liked to look smart spending more than he should on clothes and the material things in life, and why not? His job dictated it to a degree. He loved his lifestyle. He was very much an animal of the night, to be honest, the girls and the glamour were just added bonuses because it was all about the buzz of entertaining people and them partying their pants off that he loved. It was so uplifting. 

Now, this is not to say that he didn't dip his toe in the water with the ladies or that I wasn't a bit of a Jack the Lad, because he did and he could be. He'd had a couple of long-term girlfriends and quite a few short-term ones. Being sober in a club full of drinking clubbers always created a bit of a barrier for him so he rarely took girls home. Watching people had become a bit of a fascination, the way the whole attraction game was played out every night. He would witness fantastic successes and crushing defeats and he learned from them all.

He arrived at the front door and stood there for a minute or two surveying the scene and enjoying the warm fresh air that signalled the start of summer. There was quite a long line and the doormen where checking IDs and generally organising things. Soon, there was a natural break in the proceedings and he stood next to Sam, the Head Doorman and his adopted big brother.

"Who was that girl? Philip asked. Sam didn't bother to ask him who he meant, he knew his type and the girl that just arrived certainly was 'his type'. Philip liked tall and slim brunettes and was a sucker for brown eyes and dark hair. He believed it was true that opposites attract, he had fair hair and blue eyes. It's all to do with genetics, apparently.

"She's out for the night with her friend and they are both from London, she's right up your street Philly Boy!" He smirked.

"A rare beauty Samuel," he said, "I nearly tripped over my tongue. Did you get her name?"

"Nope, go and do your own dirty work."

He stood there for a while after he had turned around to greet some customers. 'Not too soon' He thought, 'lets see if they're meeting some guys here first and just check she was as stunningly hot as I remembered'. 

After some time, he walked into the now heaving club and took up the best vantage point to see the whole place. It didn't take him long to spot her. Even among over a thousand people she stood out. She was with her friend at one of the bars chatting and checking out the crowd. 'Good', they were alone. No jealous guys to deal with. Philip moved across the room to where they were standing and presented himself in front of them.

"Good evening ladies, my name is Philip, I'm the Manager, what are your names?"

The girls looked at each other. Now, he had seen so many guys over the years fall flat on their faces when talking to beautiful girls because they clam up. Confidence is vital. At that moment he thought he was going to get blown off and in the pause contemplated looking like a complete idiot in front of the girls behind the bar, not good. They turned back to face him and her friend began to speak offering out her hand.

"Hi Philip, I'm Michelle and this is my friend Sophie". Phew!

Sophie, it suited her. He looked back to her friend Michelle. She was probably a bit older than Sophie, nearer his age, and was actually a very attractive girl herself with long straight, hi-lighted hair, green eyes and a slightly more voluptuous figure. They were quite a pair.

"Michelle", he shook her hand politely, "...and Sophie". She offered her hand and he held it just a little longer and looked her straight in her dark brown pools for eyes. She smiled. 'Don't look at her tits, don't look at her tits' he thought. The dress was cut in a deep 'V' at the front revealed an ample cleavage to his peripheral vision and it was all he could do not to look down.

"Can I buy you a drink in the VIP area?" He enquired.

Sophie answered. "Erm, yeah, OK thanks." She had a husky London accent that came as a bit of a surprise. The way she looked he was expecting more Liz Hurley. He led the girls to the roped off VIP area past one of the doormen who after looking past Philip's shoulder gave him a big knowing grin.

At the bar he ordered drinks and they started talking. It seemed that the girls had heard about the club and thought they might enjoy a little change of scene. 'New victims' as Michelle put it. He stood talking to them for about thirty minutes. It was mainly small talk about work and social life and from this he deduced that they were both single or at least available from their comments. Michelle worked in the City of London in an office and Sophie worked in the West End in a fashion store, they shared an apartment in Camden. He decided it was time to leave them for a while, as he didn't want to outstay his welcome and explained that I would see them a little later.

It took a great deal of self-control not to go back almost straight away. 'Don't seem too keen, be a bit cool' He thought.

It was nearing that time when some people were starting to leave and if he didn't find the girls and they left he may never see them again. He saw them after a short while as they made their way from the ladies back to the VIP. Their paths crossed.

" Ladies, how's it going?"

"We're having a great night thanks, it's a great club." Replied Michelle.

"Do I surmise from then that you will come back and visit us again?" He asked.

"Um, yep, maybe to see your DJ again." She answered with a smirk. His heart sank a little. Bloody Tim! He let the girls walk to the bar and spoke to Sophie. 

"Don't go without saying goodbye." He said and made his way to the DJ stand through the mass of revellers.

Tim was in the middle of mixing with his headphones on and one arm punching the air in encouragement to the dance floor. Philip opened the door and stepped down next to him.

"Alright Sunshine?" Philip shouted after he lowered the headphones back onto his neck.

"Cool, great crowd mate, we're 'avin it tonight!" 

Tim was 24. He was an excellent DJ and a constant source of fun. He had a great sense of humour and was a real hit with the female customers and staff alike. 

"You met Sophie and Michelle then?" Said Philip. Tim looked puzzled for a moment.

"Soph...oh, shit, yeah....the two girls, very, very hot, ouch!" He enthused, burning his fingers on an invisible arse.

"So Sophie, did you talk to her much?"

"Erm, hang on," he started playing with the mixer then looked back up, "what? ah...no..not much I was talking to...Michelle."

"Not Sophie?" Philip enquired.

"No mate, I prefer an older woman...and Sophie looks like she would attract far too much competition."

"Oh thank God for that!" He exclaimed.

"Aaah...You like Sophie, then?"

"Of course, and for a second there I thought I was going to have to sack you." He smiled as he turned away. Tim laughed and slapped him on the back and off he went.

He caught up with the girls as they were leaving the VIP area.

"Hi Philip," smiled Michelle, "we're going to make a move now, thanks for looking after us we had a really good night."

"It was my pleasure. Listen, if you would like to come back next week I'll put you on the guest list, no queuing." He replied.

"I'm not sure what we're doing but we'll try. Night". She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. Then he turned to Sophie.

"See you gorgeous." He said smiling.

"Maybe." She replied with a coy grin and leaned towards him softly kissing his lips. She stepped back, smiled, turned and walked after Michelle. He watched her pert backside wiggle off and drifted off imagining what it must look like her bent over offering it up to him. His hands caressing her bronzed buttocks and easing the sides of her panties off her hips and down....

"Lucky bastard!" Came the comment from Sam startling him out of his dream world.



II

Well, what a week he had. He couldn't stop thinking about the beauty he had met the previous weekend. During the time they had spent talking she had proved to be really sharp witted with a wicked sense of humour and an ability to make remarks that totally caught him off guard. She could be quite candid and she kind of said what she liked, liked what she said. It was refreshing, she was intelligent, down to earth and so, so hot.

He hit the gym extra hard that week inspired to make sure he was looking his best; he even shopped for a few new clothes. What if she didn't come back? He couldn't go and find her because he only knew her first name; it was only a quick kiss after all. Nothing in it, he convinced himself and prepared for disappointment.

The week dragged. He felt a little nervous as the weekend approached and he began to become a little annoyed with himself that he couldn't stop thinking about her. She dominated his thoughts.

Finally, Saturday came and he took extra time to get ready. He kept playing scenarios over and over in his head and decided to just stop building the whole situation up. He speculated that she probably hadn't spent all week thinking about him.

The club opened and he stood on the door talking to the guys about the football and generally joking around. As it started to become busy he decided that he didn't want to stay at the door, it was like watching a pot boil. He thought it might be awkward if he was on the door and they did show up so he went to the office to have a coffee and do a bit of work. Eventually, he went back out into the club and stood behind the DJ stand watching the customers testing the dance floor out as more and more arrived.

The night was well underway and there was no sign of Sophie and Michelle. 'Ah well, never mind' he thought. He went back down to the office feeling quite miserable and a bit pissed with himself for obsessing for a week.

After a while Sam poked his head around the office door.

"Phil!" He said. Philip looked up hoping he was going to say 'Sophie is....'

"Do you want to go one out one in now, we're nearly at capacity?" He asked.

Philip sighed. Shit.

"Yes please mate, thanks". 

He started to close the door then said "oh, and Sophie and Michelle are here". He gave a huge smile and disappeared practically sniggering. 'Bastard!'

A wave of joy swept over him. 'Hang on' he thought 'stay out of the way for a bit, be cool'. Well, that lasted about ten minutes and off he went.

He'd asked for the girls to be shown to VIP and given a drink. He walked up the step and there they were at the bar and Sophie.....Sophie. Oh sweet Lord! There she was, hair pulled up revealing her shoulders and a little, literally tiny, black dress with no back in it that scooped down just over the top of her arse. She leaned onto the bar a little and her dress rode up to just under her buttocks revealing the full length of her gorgeous legs. 

He arrived between the girls.

"Sophie, Michelle. Good to see you again."

Michelle smiled a friendly 'hi' and Sophie turned to him. She was so close that their bodies touched. Now he could see the front of her dress and he made a point of looking her up and down. Obviously, no bra. 'Nipples, we have nipples', he was thinking. The sheer fabric pulled against semi-erect nipples high up on her tits. 'They must be fantastically pert'. He decided.

" Pleased to see me?" He said, "Oh shit! I didn't mean it like that...I..." He stammered.

She smiled, giggled "it's OK, yes I am and....yes...I am"

He liked that. A little come on. He felt something stir. 'Keep it up, she's flirting'.

"You look amazing, I like your dress." He said trying to regain composure.

"Thank you, I thought you might like it, it's a bit....sexy?"

"It most certainly is and may I say that you managed to judge my depraved personality rather well." He said with renewed confidence.

He stayed and talked to the girls for a while. Well, girls, he talked mainly to Sophie and Michelle listened. 

"Soph, I'm going to see Tim on the DJ stand, see you in a bit". Michelle said and glided off.

Alone with the sexiest woman he had ever been in conversation with. They talked, laughed and flirted. Occasionally bumping into each other, laughing and with much arm touching and hair adjustment from her. Things turned to current status and previous partners. She told him that she had left her previous boyfriend about six weeks ago because he had been playing around. 'What a fucking moron' he thought. Then it occurred to him 'what a great guy'.

After sometime Michelle returned.

"Your DJ is a stud", she declared, "I think his arse is mine".

"Ah Shell, rude!" Said Sophie.

"It's OK Soph, Philip here is probably use to all of this drunken debauchery, I'm sure he doesn't mind." She turned her gaze to him. "I have to apologise, it was Sophie's turn to drive and I had several glasses of wine before I came out."

He was glad of her frankness. It loosened things up even more. 

"Yep, well I expect Philip has girls throwing themselves at him all the time." Sophie declared.

"I'm very selective."

"I suppose you can afford to be, what's your type?" Sophie leaned into him her right breast coming into contact with his chest.

"Tall, slim brunettes," he replied "was that too predictable?"

"A little, but it was the correct answer. Did you like me when you first saw me?"

"What's not to like? I was blown away."

"Well we spotted you first. Did you hear what Michelle said?"

"No, I noticed you laughing I think, what did she say?" He narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

"Ah....Ok, she said...'Me......on his face!'"

Philip was taken aback; the conversation was really starting to take an interesting direction. Before he could say anything she turned her gaze to her friend and said.

"Anyway, Tim has a face," she turned back and touched Philip's cheek and looked him deep in the eyes, "this face is mine."

She snapped out of the stare and addressed her friend. "You, girls room, now!"

She grabbed Michelle's hand and they trotted off to the ladies restroom leaving Philip to contemplate this interesting development and the semi-hard cock in his underwear.

The evening wore on and Philip neglected his work duties in favour of the sexy, slightly provocative girl who was starting to dictate his every thought. His imagination would go off at tangents sometimes, trying to imagine her naked, what her face looked like in ecstasy.

Eventually, the end of the night loomed and Sophie reluctantly said her farewell.

"I've got to take this drunk home now. Will you walk me to the car?" She pouted a little and looked under her eyebrows at him.

The club had it's own car park and it only took a very short time to reach the car. Sophie steadied Michelle once and then took Philip's hand for the remaining few yards. Michelle spilled into the car. 

After closing the door Sophie turned to him and gazed at him once more. No words needed to be spoken, the look they exchanged said everything, their lips met and they slid into each other's arms. The kiss was slow at first and tender. Then gained in passion as their tongues twisted and explored, their embrace tighter. His hands moved down her back and settled at the bottom of her soft back his fingers lightly touching the top of her underwear. His cock raged and strained against her, he was sure she could feel it. She lowered her hand a laid it on the length of his shaft and rubbed slowly up and down a couple of times.

She broke off the kiss suddenly. "Right.....Mister, I...I'm going to go now. Thanks for a great night. I'll be back next week but I have to drive a long way home and it's late."

Philip was a little confused. "Is something wrong?"

"Oh...no, not at all. Far from it," she paused and thought, "look, there's nothing I would like to do more than carry this on but not here, not now."

"You know what, that's fine, you're right, make sure Michelle gets home. I'll see you next week. Drive safely." 

She nodded, kissed him again and walked around to the driver's door.

"By the way Philip, when I get home and into bed I'll be thinking of you.....and..erm...you know?" She smiled, got in the car and drove off.

'Yeah me too', thought Philip and limped back to the club. 



III

He loved the fact that Sophie was confident and a bit outspoken, it kept things simple and avoided the normal bullshit of having to read signals and not being sure how things were progressing. He knew she wanted him and he wanted her, badly, but how and where?

Waiting a week to see her every time was ridiculous but the distance and work dictated that for now. She would be coming to the club on Saturday and he would have to try and move things on, his sanity relied on it. 

They had exchanged numbers but not yet spoken. Should he call her, text her? Say what? 'How did you get on with that wank the other night?' He had managed his just fine. Normally he needed a bit of porn but after work in the shower his cock was twitchy at the very thought of her and he felt the need to release the tension that was building in his balls. The images in his head were built on pure lust; he even imagined the ever-present Michelle stood watching, slowly lowering her hand into her panties and rubbing herself before joining them.

The weekly routines had kept his mind a little more occupied for once. The week had progressed faster and it was only on Friday that he really started to think about Sophie and her impending visit. He wondered if he should invite her to his apartment after. It was Michelle's turn to drive so he could drop her home the next day. 

Finally, it was Saturday night.

He dispensed with the 'cool' approach and stood on the door for the early part of the evening as he usually did exchanging banter with the doormen and customers. The club was starting to fill when his attention was drawn to the silhouette of two girls walking towards him from the car park. As they came into the light his brain took a few seconds to decipher the information his eyes were sending.

There were Michelle and Sophie, her hair down again wearing a figure hugging scarlet dress that was making the very best of her amazing figure and long legs. Her lips were red and she was wearing a little more eye make-up than usual, kind of smoky and seductive like one of the girls in the 'Addicted to Love' video. The dress was very short only just covering her up. She had the usual effect of drawing attention, not only from all the guys but the girls as well. She had arrived.


Confessions of a Nightclub Manager Ch. 02



Continuing the exploits of Philip Maynard.

Again, this story is based on real events. In order to understand this character a little better I would suggest you read 'Confessions of a Nightclub Manager – Sophie' first.

Part 2 – Emergency Services

The night was in full swing as Philip walked back to the front door of the club. Outside he surveyed the usual scene of partygoers coming and going. There was a slight chill in the air as autumn was really started to kick in. He turned his attention to a small group of guys trying to convince Sam, the Head Doorman, that one of their number wasn't drunk and that he would be fine inside the venue. Sam towered over the men and was explaining calmly that there simply was no way that he would be coming into the club tonight. All pretty normal stuff then.

"Allo, allo, what 'ave we here then?" Said a female voice behind him in a classic London Bobby accent. Philip recognised the voice through the impression and turned smiling. There in front of him was Joanne, a local Police Officer, on night shift and checking in at the club with her male colleague, who started talking to one of the doormen. She was a very attractive girl in her early twenties with huge green eyes and a wonderful smile. Her brown hair was pulled up into a pony tail and she wore her hat/helmet with the peak slightly forward.

He had seen a few attractive female officers but the uniform really wasn't that flattering. Somehow Jo managed to look good in even the most 'practical' of uniforms. She was wearing a stab vest with her equipment slung around her hips in what Philip called her 'batman utility belt'. They had been acquainted for about a year and shared a relationship based around taunting and teasing, normally Philip referring to her some kind of superwoman and her to him as a sleazy nightclub manager.

"Bashed anyone with your truncheon lately?" He enquired with a grin.

"No, have you?" She retorted.

"Nobody worthy of a bash for a while now."

"Really? I didn't think you night club types were too picky about who you bashed." 

"Erm, I'm not that kind of boy!" Philip replied. 

They smiled. She just looked like a pretty girl dressed up as a copper when she smiled but he had seen her in action and she really knew how to handle herself.

"Can I ask a favour?" She enquired.

"Sure, anything for you officer."

"Vanessa and I finally have a Saturday off at the same time and we really need a night out. Could we be your guests tomorrow night?"

"Of course, my pleasure. Starsky and Hutch off on the same night eh? Can't wait." He replied with a wink.

Vanessa was her friend, colleague and housemate. It was rare that their shifts gave them the same Saturday off and invariably, when they did, the girls would come to the club and Philip would look after them. It wasn't just because they were local police officers but also because when they were out they were great fun and they looked fantastic.

Vanessa was a good-looking girl, about the same age as Jo with shorter hi-lighted brown hair and the most amazing backside Philip had ever seen. He was always joking that the police must have had to tailor her work trousers.

They talked for a few minutes longer mainly about the goings on in the town and work related things before Jo responded to her radio.

"Right, got to go. I'll see you tomorrow then?" Said Jo.

"OK, be safe and remember to duck."

"Quack!" Came the response.

He watched her walk off and thought to himself that tomorrow night could be quite good fun. He had always regarded her as a friend and although they teased eachother he had never really considered taking it further. Maybe it was for two reasons. Firstly, he had normally had other love interests and secondly, one or both of them were always working. They had never been together in a fully social situation. The question of whether they were attracted to each other sprang into his mind. He dismissed it as just a bit of fun. He was sure if he did make a move on her she would turn him down.

II

It was Saturday night; Philip had put Jo and Vanessa on the guest list and set up a tab under his name on the VIP bar. As the night progressed he asked Sam if the girls had arrived. He answered that they had arrived sometime ago so Philip went to the VIP lounge to see if they were there. 

Sure enough, there they were sat at one of the tables surveying the crowd in the club below them. They always dressed up when they came to the club, a complete contrast to the way he normally saw them. Jo's hair was down and she was wearing a little black dress, Vanessa was wearing a kind of purple leopard print chiffon number with an all-in-one black shorts and top combo. She had curled her hair slightly.

"Hey ladies, you look fantastic as usual." He said approaching them.

The girls both said hello and Jo motioned to him to sit down by patting her hand on the empty seat next to her.

"Thanks for looking after us, we really appreciate it." Said Jo as she sat down.

"It's an absolute pleasure, anything for my favourite coppers. How are you Vanessa?" He enquired.

"I'm really well thank you. It's nice to be out, it's been weeks since we last managed to come out together."

"Well, you're here now. So what's the order of the night then? Quiet drink, raving or wild manhunt?" They both laughed.

"I think it'll probably be a fairly sedate social night tonight, a 'manhunt' here is a bit awkward given that one or both of us will be on duty outside next week." Jo said picking up her glass and sipping from the straw.

"You'll have to be the male company tonight." Said Vanessa.

"Ah ha. I can sit with you for a while but I have to get on soon."

The conversation continued with pleasant general banter. Philip detected a slightly different atmosphere to normal especially with Jo. Normally, they would take the piss out of each other like a pair of kids but tonight she seemed a little more flirty and complimentary. Vanessa too kept touching her hair and adjusting her clothes. 'What's going on here?' He thought to himself. Maybe, being out of uniform they could afford to be a little more relaxed, perhaps that was it.

Eventually, he excused himself and went off to check around the club leaving the girls and promising to come back later when he was free.

He did a lap of the club, looking over the bars, checking in with Tim the DJ and Sam on the front door where he stood for a while chatting to the doormen. He spoke to his Deputy Manager Rob for a while discussing a couple of issues before returning to the girls after about an hour.

They were still sat at the same table chatting and laughing. Philip grabbed a water form the bar and walked over to them. He gestured to the seat he had previously been sitting in.

"May I?"

"Of course handsome." Said Vanessa. Handsome? She had never said anything like that before.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You'd normally say something like 'if you have to' or 'that chair's taken'."

"I was just being nice." She smiled with a little pout at the end.

"It's not normal."

"Philip!" Jo interjected, "we were just discussing, if you could change any body part what would it be?"

"That's random. Erm....not really sure, I'm fairly happy with the way I am. There's nothing I dislike enough to change."

"Boring," said Vanessa, "what about the size of your.....you know?"

"Wow, no, I'm quite happy with that too. Are you feeling OK?"

"I thought all men wanted a larger one?" Teased Jo.

"Really, mine is fine, thank you."

"Must be big then?" Said Vanessa.

"What? No it's.....just right." He said, cringing.

"She was just asking, women always have hang ups." Said Jo. "Nessa wishes her backside wasn't so big, don't you." Vanessa nodded in agreement.

"Eh, are you mad? That's hands down the best arse I have ever seen."

Vanessa smiled. "That's very kind, but you haven't ever seen it."

"I was referring to its shape, in clothes. What about you Kojak?" Philip was trying to steer the conversation to its normal course. Jo Laughed.

"I'd like bigger boobs but I don't want an op."

"Can't be too big, they'd never fit in your stab vest. Anyway, again, I think your boobs are fine." Philip smirked.

The conversation took a turn for the naughty with both the girls sensing Philip's discomfort and deliberately trying to embarrass him. They brought up his taste in women, their taste in men, favourite kind of underwear, most unusual place each of them had sex and then finally Jo said.

"Why do men like girls to shave so much but they don't...you know, garden down there themselves?"

"I can't answer for all men but I think a bit of...'gardening'..is only fair. Keep things tidy."

"Do you?" Vanessa quizzed looking at him very seriously.

"Well, yes, I do."

"Great. All of it?" She carried on her inquisition.

"No, just a trim and clean...erm, you know."

"Balls?" Said Jo.

"Yep."

"Nice." Said Vanessa smiling.

"Hey, not fair, again. What about you guys? I've told you something intimate what about you?"

"Me," said Jo, "all of it, smooth." Philip was a little turned on by the conversation now. He'd always had a very good imagination and now he had all sorts of images flashing in and out of his head. He nodded his approval.

"Just the lower bit for me and a trim on top, like you." Piped up Vanessa.

"That's great, so not much fuzz for 'The Fuzz' then?" Laughed Philip.

At that point he decided to leave again. His mind was wandering a little too much and he felt a break would be a good idea. Again, he walked off to busy himself with the club.

Some time later, he returned to the girls who were now standing at the bar. He talked to them a little more. This time the conversation was back to a more conventional footing. It was nearing the end of the night and Jo asked him if he wouldn't mind dropping them off at their house when he was finished. He agreed. He had taken the girls home before. They lived about 5 miles out of town in a little village and it was on his way home.

After the venue closed the girls waited behind chatting and joking with the doormen while Philip made sure the building was closed down properly. When he had finished he met the girls and the doormen at the front door and they all left together.

It only took about 10 minutes to arrive at the girls' house and they had spent the journey laughing and joking mainly about Vanessa's peachy backside. The house was a smart little Victorian end terrace in a village setting.

"There you go ladies; I hope you had a good evening. Thanks for not causing any fights." He said leaning over his seat to look at Vanessa, who was sat in the back.

"Would you like to come in for a coffee?" Jo replied.

"Erm, well I'm not in a rush to get home. OK, why not."

The three of them got out of the car and walked to the front door. Jo opened it and the two girls walked in. The house was nice inside, very tidy. A typical girls' house, Philip thought.

They walked through the hall to the small kitchen at the back.

"Ness, make the coffee, I'm going to have a quick shower." Said Jo stepping out of her heels and climbing the stairs back in the hallway. Vanessa nodded and started to fill the kettle. Philip settled himself onto a stool at the end of the kitchen counter sitting behind her as she busied herself making the coffee. He watched her reach up to the top of one of the cupboards and drop a small box out of it. She bent over to pick it up keeping her legs straight and affording Philip a view of her round arse from a couple of feet. 

He was tempted to reach out his hands and rub her buttocks but he restrained himself.

"Now I look at it Vanessa, I can say with some conviction that your bum really could not be any better."

She straightened and turned to face him holding the box.

"Well, like I said, you haven't seen it yet."

"Yet?"

She smiled, a little embarrassed and turned back to her coffee making duties. 'Yet'? Was that a slip or just a figure of speech? He had to admit he would really like to see it in the flesh since they had been talking about it for a good part of the evening.

"How do you take it?" She asked, Philip looking at her blankly, jogged out of his dream world. "Your coffee, not my bum."

She shot him a quizzical look, faking seriousness. "Ah, white, one please." He smiled. She turned and carried out his request. She stirred the drink picked it up, turned around to face him and reached across to place it on the counter next to him. She came very close to him and their eyes made contact. After a short pause Vanessa's senses seemed to come back to her and she smacked him a quick kiss on the lips.

"You're welcome." She said turning to finish the other drinks. Philip smiled. This was very interesting; there was an undertone to all of this. That look into her eyes had spoken a thousand words and he realised then that Vanessa wanted him.

As she finished the other two coffees with a tap of the teaspoon on the mug Jo came bouncing down the stairs wearing a pair of small cotton shorts and a little t-shirt that hugged her chest tightly revealing the small buds of her nipples on top of a pair of nice pert breasts.

"That's better, your turn Nessa."

"Here's your coffee sweety, see you in a bit." And off went Vanessa out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Jo held her coffee in both hands and turned to face Philip, leaning back on the counter and giving him a big smile. He read the words on her shirt 'Little Miss Naughty'.

"Nice shirt." He remarked.

"It's a bit tight."

"So I see." He said eyebrows raised. Jo looked down at her slightly pronounced nipples and looked back up at him under her eyebrows.

"Ah yes, I'm so glad to get that bra off, you'll just have to put up with it I'm afraid."

"I have no problem with that." He looked her up and down. She had nice shapely legs and obviously worked out.

There was a pause, the two of them considering what to say next. Then Jo put her coffee on the top and walked over to Philip.

"Take your jacket off. I'll hang it up for you." He had kept the jacket on because he didn't know if he would be staying a few minutes only, it appeared not. He stood and dropped his jacket off his shoulders, Jo pushed it back either side of his arms effectively stopping him going any further. There was another gaze and Jo stepped into Philip's body moving her face towards his and tilting her head ready to kiss him.

Their lips met in a gentle kiss. He, with his arms still held back by his half-removed jacket. Her hands came up from his side and around his neck and she pressed into him kissing him harder. He felt his cock spring into action as he felt the warmth of her body and her pert breasts pushing against him. She allowed him to slide the jacket off his lower arms and laid it on the seat of the stool finally freeing his hands to caress her body.

Her kisses became a little more urgent now her tongue seeking his, a little sigh escaped her mouth. Philips hand slipped under the back of her t-shirt seeking out the bare flesh on the small of her back. His fingers dropped just below the waist band of her loose cotton shorts and encountered nothing until they reached the cleft of her cheeks. Like an agent on a reconnaissance mission his hand retuned to her hip and then trailed up the left side of her body until it came to the swell of her breast.

Just as he was about to massage it Jo slowly pulled away from the kiss and looked him in the eyes.

"Bet you weren't expecting that?" She whispered.

"Uh, no, not really, but it was a nice surprise."

"Please come to the front room with me. I've got something to ask you."

She led him by the hand into the next room, Philip grabbing his jacket and holding it in front of him to hide his erection. She pushed him onto the sofa and then sat across his legs holding him around the neck. 

"The fact is Philip, I've wanted to do that to you for a while but I'm either at work or you are and I couldn't find the right time to talk to you about it. I haven't been with anyone for a while now and neither has Ness and the other week we were on overlapping shifts so we had a coffee in the canteen at work. We got onto the subject that we were both feeling frustrated but with no boyfriend on the horizon we figured it was more of the same for the time being. We discussed one night stands but neither of us liked the idea of that. I said that the only single guy I knew that I would feel comfortable just having sex with was....you." She smiled awkwardly at him.

"Ok, well, that's very flattering and here I am. I thought we were just friends through our work but....erm, I'm happy to help." He shook his head and let out a little nervous laugh.

"That's great, but there's more," she said sheepishly, "when I said that, Vanessa said 'that's not fair, what about me'. I sort of jokingly suggested we could share you, meaning one after another. She thought I meant at the same time and said that was really naughty but she might be up for it. I told her what I meant and she was a bit embarrassed but then I thought about it and it sort of turned me on a bit."

"Bloody hell, lucky I'm a pushover then isn't it?"

"Erm, you are in our house at 4am, with a girl on your lap and a hard-on. You're only human, I mean a man."

"Seduced?"

"Not yet, let me finish. I called her later when I was on a break and said that if she was up for it so was I. I got quite excited about the prospect of it. We decided that we'd try and get you back here after our night out."

"And you've never done this before?"

"No, we're very close. We have the odd bath together and we're not shy about seeing each other naked but we've never 'done' anything together or had a threesome. It's a more of a sister thing. Rather than just jump you we thought it would be better to let you know first."

"Once I was wound up?"

"Ha, well, of course I want you to agree."

"Ok, so given my present state of arousal and the prospect of enjoying two horny police officers one of whom is sat on my lap giving me big eyes, what should I do?" He said rubbing his chin in mock consideration.

"Look, I've been a little nervous about his all night. It's a bit naughty but I'm so turned on." She thought for a moment looking at his smiling face. "How about I have ago at swaying your mind?"

She lowered her face to his and started to kiss him once again, turning her legs so now she was sat astride him. Philip's head was tilted back on the sofa as Jo once again pressed her tight body into his and he returned his hand to where it had been earlier, mirroring it with his left hand. He massaged his hands over the side of her firm breasts feeling the warmth of her body through the cotton.

At that moment, they were interrupted by the sound of Vanessa padding down the stairs. Jo lifted her head and her and Philip looked to see her enter the room. She stopped in the doorway with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a black singlet with tight, white lace briefs. She must have known that things would have progressed; this was not conservative 'ready for bed' wear.

"Starting without me?" She said with a little pouty, spoilt look that quickly broke into a smile. Without another word she walked over to the sofa and knelt next to Philip so that she was at the same height as Jo, the two of them looking down at him. Philip took her in. Her tits were a little larger and were more 'orb' shaped. Her body was a little shapelier than Jo's. She leant towards him and placed her lips on his, opening her mouth and searching out his tongue. She started to unbutton his shirt while Jo sat and watched, fascinated.

She broke off the kiss and looked at them both. "How about we take this upstairs?" She said. Vanessa was taking charge of the whole situation, which Philip appreciated because he wasn't really sure how the girls wanted things to happen. Vanessa stood taking him by the hand and Jo climbed off his lap taking his other hand. The girls led him up the stairs, his stiff cock raging in his underwear. As they negotiated the stairs he had a perfect view of Vanessa's amazing arse and smiled lustfully.




Confessions of a Nightclub Manager Ch. 02



III 

They reached the door of one of the girls' bedroom and as Vanessa started to walk through the door Philip became conscious of something.

"Hang on girls. You've both showered and I haven't. Could you give me a minute to just freshen up a bit?"

"Of course, but don't be to long. I left my towel in there earlier if you don't mind using it." Said Jo, instantly realising that given what was about to happen a shared towel probably wasn't an issue.

"In and out." He replied, quickly dashing into the bathroom.

He finished unbuttoning her shirt and removed his trousers and socks. His cock was still semi-hard, throbbing away in his shorts. He pulled them down, freeing his cock finally as they dropped to his ankles he noticed a satin, lace trimmed thong on the floor. Without a thought he picked it up. 'Wonder who this belongs to?' he thought. He couldn't resist looking inside them at the crotch. Whoever they belonged to had been quite worked up given the streak of white pussy juice coating the material. He rubbed his thumb in the still moist mess and dropped them back to the floor smelling the musky scent as he rubbed it between finger and thumb.

His senses returned and he fired up the shower. He washed quickly and dried himself with the damp lilac towel on the rail. He pulled his shorts back on, took a deep breath and opened the door.

He pushed the bedroom door open. Jo and Vanessa were on the bed. Vanessa lay on her side, propping her head up on her arm. Jo was sat on the edge of the bed and stood up as he entered. He noticed the girls taking in his near naked body. He was quite proud of his athletic build.

Jo stepped towards him and took his hand pulling him the bed ahead of her. He sat in the middle and Jo joined him kneeling at his side. He was between the two of them, a tangible atmosphere of expectation and arousal apparent to each of them. Philip moved his back up to the headboard and pulled the two girls into each side. They both wrapped a leg over his. 

The feeling of two girls pressing into him on either side was amazing and his cock signalled approval. He ran his hands down each body and took a handful of each girl's arse. In response Jo rubbed her hand on his chest and Vanessa his stomach. He gazed into each girls eyes and kissed each of them. He felt Vanessa's hand trail down his stomach and over the material of his underwear and his cock beneath which jumped at her touch.

He turned his attention to Jo tugging the back of her t-shirt up. She reciprocated by moving up next to him and lifting her arms helping the top off and revealing her pert breast and small hard pink nipples. He leant over a couple of inches and kissed each one in turn. Vanessa had moved her head onto his chest and was watching her hand caress Philip's cock through his shorts.

He sucked a nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it forcing a little whimper from Jo. He brought his right hand around to her left tit while his other hand trailed off Vanessa's buttock and ran under the back of her singlet smoothing his hand over her back.

Now he was aware of Vanessa shifting so that she was lying across him facing down and freeing both hands to tug at his shorts, he felt her push them over his cock which was now totally at her mercy. He moved both hands to Jo's firm tits and sucked and licked at her nipples, her hands in his hair. His penis was stroked from the base to its head and them back down again. The hand now wrapped around him and slowly moved up and down.

Philip let one hand run down Jo's front and over the front of her shorts, pressing a finger into the top of her mound. She placed her hands either side of his face and pulled it up to hers to kiss him hard, his hand still cupping her right breast and his thumb flicking across her nipple.

He felt warm breath on the head of his cock and realise that Vanessa had squirmed down lower. He felt the light lick of her tongue and then his head was engulfed by her mouth her tongue wrapping around it as her hand squeezed the base of his straining member. At that moment Jo noticed what her friend was doing and moved slightly so she could get a clear view.

This sight had a visible effect on Jo, she gasped as she saw Vanessa's mouth swallowing Philip's hard cock.

"You OK Jo?" Philip enquired.

"Y..yeah, wow, I've never watched somebody do that. Porn, yes but not in....the flesh. It's sooo sexy."

Philip turned her slightly away from him so she could see better and he had her rear-end at his mercy. He pulled the leg of her shorts across to reveal her clear shaved pussy lips squeezed between her legs. Gently he ran his finger down her slit opening her lips slightly an allowing glistening clear juice to leak out onto his finger. He pulled his finger back and a string of liquid came away with it. He immediately returned his finger and eased the very tip into her pussy. He felt her twitch and carried on moving his finger up and down just inside her.

The feeling of Vanessa sucking his cock was amazing. She was obviously spurred on by the attention of her friend. He felt her lips smack off the swollen head and she pushed his penis to the right by the base. Immediately it was sucked again but it felt different, he realised that he had been passed to Jo whose head he could now see bobbing up and down. The hand left his cock and was replaced by another.

Vanessa sat up on her knees licking her lips and turned towards him. She moved toward him with a little smile, glancing at his finger rubbing up and down Jo's slit, and started to kiss him passionately. Philip pushed his finger a little further into Jo.

Philip started to pull Vanessa top off and she broke off the kiss to lift it over her head revealing her tits and large pink nipples. She rose up and pushed them into his face. Philip held her left breast and sucked her nipple quite hard letting his tongue roll around the hardening bud. She groaned and so did Jo, the sound of his finger in her was making little liquid noises. 

Vanessa reached across and tugged Jo's shorts down. Philip pulled his finger out of her and helped pull the shorts down, Jo lifting each knee to allow them to slip off revealing her naked body. Her legs parted slightly and Philip used the underside of his fingers to rub around her clit in little circles. He felt her moan her approval into his cock.

With his other hand he started to pull the side of Vanessa's panties down exposing her hip. She helped to remove them exposing a triangle of dark hair on her pubis. His hand moved around and down between her legs instantly finding her sopping wet lips. His finger sank into her pussy. Now he had a pussy in each hand and a girl sucking his cock. It was a total sensory overload.

Vanessa looked into Philip's eyes.

"Can you lick her? I want to watch." She whispered.

Obligingly, he removed his finger from her and pulled Jo over so she was astride his chest her lips open and gleaming. He inched down the bed and raised his lips up to Jo's wet sex licking her sweet juice into his mouth. Again she groaned into his cock. Vanessa was almost laying down watching, fascinated as his tongue dipped into Jo. Then she flipped over onto her back to watch taking her fingers to her wet clit and rubbing it slowly letting out the occasional whimper.

Philip could feel his balls starting to tighten as Jo increased her efforts in response to his tongue in her cunt. He was so turned on his head was spinning. He flicked his tongue over Jo's butthole circling it before returning to her hole and then her clit, teasing and sucking it out of its hood. Almost straight away he felt her start to buck and shake so he plunged a finger into her and pushed her over the edge. Her pussy sucked at his finger as her orgasm racked her body and she screamed at his cock as the wave crashed over her.

Philip continued to kiss around her sex as her climax subsided. As Jo's sighs died down he became aware of Vanessa's moaning and flanked over to see her at his side, both hands down between her spread legs.

"Let me taste you now, Vanessa." He said.

She looked at him, gave him a lustful stare and then sat up, pushed Jo forward a little, and swung her leg over Philip dropping her pussy onto his face. She had quite large labia and he pushed his tongue slowly through them, sucking them into his mouth. He noted the different flavour of this pussy, slightly muskier and very wet. The surprise of it, Jo's resumed sucking coupled with the fact that she was upside down so the sensitive underside of his head ground into the roof of her mouth triggered his own orgasm. He reached around and dug his fingers into Jo's bum as some kind of message to her that he was about to come.

He couldn't tell her because Vanessa was grinding her pussy into his face. He groaned loudly and his orgasm exploded out of him and into Jo's hot mouth. Vanessa felt his groans through her pussy. Jo had stopped sucking him and kept her lips closed around his head swallowing each jet of come as he filled her throat her hand pumping the base of his pulsing member.

Through his now foggy senses he felt Jo's mouth come off his cock and her backside lift off his chest. He resumed his assault on Vanessa's cunt. She lifted off him slightly allowing him to suck her labia before she again dropped onto his mouth. He pushed a finger into her and pressed firmly against her G spot letting her movement dictate the pressure. Rhythmically, she stroked herself over his mouth as she started to fuck his face. Her clit was grinding into his nose as he buried his tongue in to her.

The speed increased and Vanessa started to shout in time to her grinding. Philip could tell she was close.

"Oh....oh...ohhh...shit...oh....oh...I'm...going...to...come...aaahhhhh!"

And she did. Hard. Juice flowed from her and soaked his face. 'Did she just squirt a little?' He thought to himself. She jumped off him fairly quickly, maybe for fear of drowning him. The sight of him laying there with juice dripping down his cheeks and onto the bed caused a little surprised laugh from Jo, who had been sat at the side watching her friend hump Philip's face.

"Fuck, Ness, did you just squirt in his face?" She practically shouted.

Vanessa was falling back onto the bed her hand clasped between her legs, looking at her wetness all over Philip.

"Uh..I...must have, shit...I've..never done that to anyone before.....sorry."

Philip wiped his hands over his face and laughed, Jo joined in. Vanessa's face turned from one of concern to one of amusement.

"First for me too darling, that was really quite cool." He said.

"This is blowing my mind, I'm so horny." Gushed Jo, sliding over to take a closer look at Philip.

"Come and sit here for a bit then." Philip gestured to his lap and his now stiffening cock. Without hesitation Jo swung her leg over him and sat down on him, the head of his penis poking out from between her lips flat on his stomach. She rubbed herself backward and forward enjoying the feeling of the friction before lifting her butt up, grasping him and inching the head between her well lubricated lips.

"Ooooooh." she gasped as she slowly lowered herself onto his now fully erect shaft.

Vanessa seemed to have recovered and slid over to Philip kissing him while Jo slowly screwed him into the bed. He realised that all he had done so far was lay on his back so he broke off kissing Vanessa, held Jo on her upstroke letting his cock slip out of her and manoeuvred her onto her back.

"My turn, I think," he said with a grin, "Nessa, do you want to watch this?"

Vanessa didn't need any encouragement and moved over to Jo's side helping her spread her legs so that she could get a good view of Philip penetrating her swollen pussy. With one slow, firm stroke Philip pushed in to the hilt causing both girls to gasp. Jo from the feeling of being taken and Vanessa from seeing, at very first close hand, the sight of the hard cock sliding into a wet pussy.

He began with long slow strokes, both he and Vanessa watching the creamy streaks of Jo's juice coating his shaft. Vanessa looked up at her friend, her eyes closed and head tilted to the side, without thinking she placed a small kiss on Jo's soft hip. She seemed to realise that she had made a small sexual gesture towards the other girl. Philip noticed this and tried to gauge her response. It seemed to be a mixture of confusion and embarrassment. There was no reaction from Jo.

He was aware of Vanessa sliding her hand down between her own legs and her mouth dropped open slightly as she found her clit, her head now resting where she had kissed. Jo felt the contact and looked down to see her friends head resting on her body, her arse up in the air and her fingers between her lips facing her. She watched her fingering herself and started to moan with each stroke. 

Philip sensed her arousal and quickened his pace causing Jo's tits to bounce on her chest and Vanessa's head to rock along with them, her own rhythm joining with theirs. Jo's hand lifted of the bed rested it on Vanessa's butt. The contact stirred something in Jo and Philip felt her pussy twitch. In response he quickened and slammed into Jo.

"Oh...yes....f..f...f....ahh....aaaahhhh." Jo's body tensed, her grip tightened and she screamed as a powerful orgasm swept through her. Vanessa watched Jo's body buck and strain and squealed as her nails dug into her arse. Vanessa looked up at Philip in pure lust.

"Now do that to me."

Philip slipped his cock free, knelt and pulled her up onto her knees. They kissed passionately, her hand going to his penis and feeling the juice on her hand. He turned her around and guided her onto all fours over Jo, who lay panting under her. He was presented with her round, tight arse and he admired it for a while, rubbing the head of his cock up and down her sopping, swollen lips.

He pushed just his head into her trying to feel the difference between the girls. Both were hot, both were tight but Vanessa seemed a little more slick. He gave her a little more of his length stroke by stroke until he filled her fully and his groin slapped into her arse. He rubbed his hands around her buttocks and separated them slightly so he could watch his shaft slide in and out of her and then slapped each one in turn. Vanessa squealed again.

He was aware of Jo's feet sliding back up the bed underneath him and then reappear either side of Vanessa's legs, her knees raised up and their legs rubbing. Vanessa brought her knees together and Jo's arms wrapped around her friend. 'Are they kissing?' Philip thought. This was an interesting development. He could hear both the girls' moaning and felt Vanessa start to push back against him, urging him to fuck her harder and faster. He duly obliged, grabbing her hips and slapping against her arse.

The intensity of the situation increased, one of Jo's hands had disappeared between her legs. He could hear the girls kissing as they moaned and groaned into each others mouths. Philip could feel his climax building from deep within him and he fucked Vanessa for all he was worth. The moans, whimpers, screams and slapping built to a crescendo as Vanessa let out a loud gasp and came hard. Philip felt juice flow out of her and run down his balls as her cunt became hot and soaking.

He slammed into her hard and shot his come deep into her, this time more able to vocalise his orgasm, he grunted as he added to the wetness inside her. Her legs collapsed and she fell on top of Jo, pinning her arm between them. Philip fell astride her keeping his weight off the girls.

"Oh God, so wet!" Shouted Jo as the spunk and juice from the other two dribbled from Vanessa onto her fingers and pussy. That pushed her over the edge again. Philip could feel her fingers under his balls frantically rubbing the fluids around her clit. Then she too came. Shaking under them. 

After a moment, Philip rolled onto his back at the side of Jo and Vanessa fell the other way on her side. Each one of them panting and lost in their post-orgasmic fog. After a while Philip broke the silence deciding that he needed to make sure the mood was light.

"Towel anyone." He laughed.

"Wow. Seriously Ness, what's with the squirting I'm fucking soaked?" Replied Jo.

"I've always been a bit like that, but Philip just kept hitting the right spot. You should try it. That was....incredible."

"I'm not sure I can, never really tried, how do you do it?"

"I've read about it," said Philip, propping himself up slightly and casting his eyes over the two girls naked bodies," I'm no expert but there is a technique, we could try."

"Not now, I'm done." She replied wearily.

After a little more small talk the three pulled the bedclothes over themselves and slept, Philip in the middle and the girls either side of him. The feeling of their soft flesh against him caused him to stir a little but he succumbed to his tiredness.

V 

After that unexpected but totally incredible experience Philip had woken early and left the girls in bed, preferring to shower when he arrived home. A few questions played on his mind but the one he considered the most was the effect that the episode would have on the two girls' relationship. He was sure they kissed and he saw them hold back from touching each other. He wondered what the atmosphere was like when they woke up and found himself hoping that they were able to keep it all light-hearted, it would be terrible if there were any regrets.

In the middle of the next week Philip was at the club. It was a slow, cold night and he had decided to leave early. As he was about to say his goodbyes to the doormen he saw Jo and a male colleague walking towards the club so he waited.

"Evening Plod!" He said smiling.

"Hello Mr Maynard. Is it busy?"

"Actually, no, I was just about to leave and go home to my nice warm bed."

"Thanks, think of me walking around in the cold until the small hours won't you." Jo scoffed. "Have you got a minute?"

"Erm, yeah, here or in the office. Official or social?"

"Office, er, social, I guess." She said quietly so the others couldn't hear.

Philip excused himself and Jo stepped just inside the club to the office. Closing the door he turned to her and asked. "So, what's up?"

"Nothings...up. I wanted to ask you a question, or two."

"Sure, go ahead." He eyed her suspiciously.

"Ok, what are you doing on Friday afternoon?"

"I'm working until 3pm and then I'm back here about 10pm, why?"

She smiled. "A re-match."

He looked at her quizzically and before he could say anything she carried on. "Nessa and I are both off together on Friday afternoon and we'd like you to come over so that we can....try it again."

"Well, I'll try to get away a bit earlier. How could I possibly say no? Oh, and I'm so glad that the other night didn't make things awkward between you two."

"It was a bit strange when we woke up but we got into routine and ended up discussing it. You know. What we did, what we..er...didn't." She looked down.

"I'm intrigued. I've been wondering these last few days, did you guys kiss?"

"Erm, yes, a little...a..at the end. It was impossible not to. Look, the thing is, we want to try a few things but we want you to be there so it's not just us, not just girls."

The thought of the girls kissing caused a reaction in his shorts. "If that makes you more comfortable, fine. I will be there at 2.30. Is there anything else Officer?"

"Just this." She said kissing him quite hard and quickly.

"Hang on, can you do that in uniform?" He said, taken aback. Jo turned and walked to the office door and opening it she replied. "Wait and see what happens out of uniform."

Philip stood there, semi-hard, taking it all in. 'What the hell have they got in store for Friday?' he thought. He smiled to himself and chuckled as he walked to the door. This was going to be very interesting.




Confessions of a Nightclub Manager Ch. 02



VI

Philip made sure that he boxed all his work off as quickly as he could on Friday and made sure he left at 2.15pm to make the short drive to Jo and Vanessa's house. He had found it difficult to contain his excitement.

He pulled up outside their house and walked up to the door taking a huge breath as a slight feeling of nervousness washed over him. The door was opened by Vanessa. Her hair was tied up into a little bunch and she wore tight jeans with a white long sleeved cotton top. The buttons on the front were all undone revealing her cleavage and a little of a white lacy bra.

"Hi Philip, how are you?" She said, stepping back to allow him in.

"I'm very well thanks Vanessa. Are you off all day?"

"No, I'm on nights so I have to be in for 10pm. Could be interesting." She smiled.

Philip didn't see the smile and didn't register the relevance of what she had said.

"Oh really, expecting an action packed night then?"

"No Philip, I'm expecting an action packed afternoon, followed by difficulty walking properly." She replied sarcastically. Philip stopped, turned and nodded, not really sure what to say.

They walked into the kitchen where Jo was fussing around. She was also dressed casually in black ski pants and a green hooded sweat top the zip pulled down fairly low and only a bra on under it.

"Hello handsome." she chirped and tottered up to him wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging into him. She looked up caching his gaze and gave him a little kiss on the lips before releasing him and stepping back. There was a slightly awkward pause and Philip decided that he needed to take charge, this time. He propped himself up on a stool, sitting on the edge and folding his arms.

"OK girls, look we all know why we are here so it's time for a little frankness and straight talking. What have you got in mind? How do you feel about our....friendship?" The girls looked at each other and Vanessa spoke.

"Well, um, we felt that the other night we shared you but we didn't...um...share ourselves. You know? Us." She said gesturing to Jo then herself.

"Yeah, I felt that you wanted to get a little more involved with each other but you seemed to hold back." He said.

"We weren't sure how the other felt, we hadn't discussed it and neither of us had been involved in a, erm, threesome." Jo said looking first at Philip then across at her friend.

"You kissed at the end though didn't you?" 

"Well, yes, a bit. I think that's when we realised we were comfortable....touching." Said Vanessa, almost sheepishly.

"So we discussed it, and we came to an agreement, we are both open minded about it, there are no barriers." Stated Jo, almost triumphantly.

Philip said nothing, he just smiled, unfolded his arms holding out a hand to each of the girls, they stepped forward taking a hand and he pulled them close wrapping his arms around their waists, one on each side. He looked at them in turn and kissed Vanessa, she returned the kiss slightly opening her mouth and finding his tongue with the tip of hers.

Jo leaned in and nuzzled into his neck. What an amazing feeling, kissing Vanessa while Jo nipped and licked his neck. Vanessa moved around in front of him her legs astride his right thigh. She gently rested on his leg, letting her weight increase the contact between them. He felt Jo's hand rest on the inside of his left leg and slide up towards his crotch. At that point he realised that he was really hard and slightly uncomfortable in his jeans. Jo's hand trailed off the top of his leg and found the second button of his shirt, unbuttoning it and every other until she pushed her hand inside and caressed the warm flesh of his chest.

Slowly she moved from his neck and planting small kisses on his skin until she reached his nipple, which she nipped with her teeth. This forced a little moan from Philip and Vanessa broke the kiss to see what her friend was up to. She looked at Jo, smiled and resumed kissing him letting her hands fall onto his belt, undoing it and then popping each button of his fly. He was totally at their mercy, his mind lost in the ministrations of each girl.

He felt Vanessa's hand pull the waistband of his underwear forward and down freeing his rock hard cock for her other hand to find. Her palm rubbing up the underside of his shaft and pressing him back against his stomach. Her fingers curled around him and she held him at the base. He was aware then of a second hand above this one and realised that Jo had hold of him just under the head. He felt her move her head down his stomach and then the warmth of her lips as she kissed the tip of his cock. Her lips spread over the top of him and she took his head into her mouth.

Vanessa moved her hand away and it was replace by Jo's as she started to slowly slide her lips further down his length until he felt her tongue swirl around his swollen helmet. Again, Vanessa pulled away and looked down at her friend.

"Wow! Does that feel good?"

Philip looked at her through squinted eyes. "Of course."

"Wonder how it would feel with two mouths on you?" She said with a cheeky grin before sliding off his leg and bending over to kiss Jo on the cheek. Jo responded by sliding Philip's cock out of her mouth and turning to kiss Vanessa on the lips. Holding his penis between them they then started a passionate French kiss around the head of his cock. Philip looked down a the girl's tongues flicking around him, each girl taking a turn to close her lips around him, Jo's hand sliding slowly up and down as Vanessa tugged his jeans and underwear down below his knees.

Jo pushed his cock towards Vanessa and she obliged by swallowing his shaft as deep as she could, her friend feeding it into her warm mouth. Jo looked up at Philip and smiled devilishly, then ducked down and started to lick around his balls. He squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back. The feeling of having two eager mouths around his cock and balls was driving him mad. He was now trying his best not to get too carried away, images of him splashing his cum into the two girls' open mouths like a porn actor flashed into his mind.

"G...girls," he croaked, "let's go upstairs." 

Jo sucked hard on him and he popped out of her mouth. Vanessa came up for air and sat on his leg. Again, she smiled at him. "Come on then, let's get naked!"

Both girls started to walk past him leaving him still on the edge of the stool, wet cock at attention and his jeans around his ankles. He pulled them back up so that he could walk and followed the girls up the stairs slapping Vanessa's arse playfully as he went. 

This felt a quite different to the first time the three of them were together. Now, there was an atmosphere of confidence and they were totally comfortable in the situation. The possibilities seemed endless now. Philip wondered how far the girls would go, what would they do?

This time they went to the other bedroom, the reason confirmed by Jo as she opened the door.

"This time we're in Vanessa's room. She soaked my sheets the other night, so this time she can sleep in her own mess." Vanessa gave her a little slap on the arm.

"Maybe it's your turn this time." Said Vanessa.

"I'm not sure I can."

"Well, let's give it a go," said Philip, "will you help Vanessa." She nodded in agreement and bit her bottom lip.

He pulled the two girls towards him again and kissed Jo first, and then he deliberately kissed down her neck on the opposite side to Vanessa. He heard the smack as the girls started to kiss and he could fell Jo breathing harder. He took hold of the zip on her top and slowly pulled it down, exposing her shoulder and the black strap of her bra.

He eased the top off her shoulders and it fell to the floor revealing her pert breasts in a satin black bra. He turned his attention to Vanessa, pulling the collar of her shirt to the side to reveal her shoulder. He paused, momentarily, to watch the two girls' tongues twisting around each others, their eyes closed as they pulled together in an embrace as Philip moved from between them. He stood behind Vanessa and started to kiss the nape of her neck and her body responded with bumps. He reached under her shirt and ran his hands over her flat stomach and onto her hips, slightly pressing his hard-on into her arse. She pushed back slightly in approval.

He pulled the shirt up and the girls stopped for a second to allow him to pull it over Vanessa's head, then they resumed. Philip presented with the back of Vanessa's white bra, quickly unhooked it. She allowed it to drop to the floor. He walked around behind Jo and unfastened her bra helping it of her shoulders. The two girls pressed their breasts together and their kissing took on a whole new vigour.

Philip marvelled at the scene before him, a spectator. The girls were lost in their own little World so he decided to watch them for a while. It was a truly erotic sight to behold. The two girls tenderly kissing and their fingers exploring each others bare flesh, caressing and rubbing. 

Vanessa broke the kiss and nuzzled into Jo's neck who, in turn, dropped her head back, mouth slightly open. Vanessa worked across her shoulder and then down planting kisses on her breast before kissing and then softy sucking one of Jo's hard nipples into her mouth. Jo gasped and ran her hands down the side of Vanessa's body until they rested on her hips. One hand moved to the front and popped the button on top of Vanessa's jeans open and pulled the zip down. Her hand found the waist band of her panties and her fingers disappeared inside, her arm dropping to allow her to seek out her sex.

On seeing this Philip stepped forward, keen to have a better view of Jo's hand inside her friend's panties. He eased the jeans over her hips and helped them drop to her ankles. He expected Vanessa to step out of them but he could tell she was concentrating hard on the fingers now probing her wet lips. He stood and stepped back watching the white material stretch to accommodate the hand inside them.

Vanessa lifted one foot out of her jeans and stepped out of them just a couple of inches allowing better access to her sopping pussy. The two girls kissed lightly disturbed only by a small murmur as Jo's finger slipped into Vanessa. Philip could see the slow rhythm of her finger as it dipped in and out. 

Feeling slightly left out he now stepped behind Jo and began to slide her ski pants off down over her ass revealing red briefs. He dropped to his knees behind her and kneeling he ran his hands over her buttocks before planting a series of kisses on the small of her back. Then, he stood, and kissing the back of her shoulders he let his hand wander between her legs and over her damp crotch.

Just for a moment he considered pushing his cock between Jo's legs but then, he thought that he had probably gone too far anyway and that he should just let the girls invite him in. He withdrew his fingers from between her legs and walked around them sitting on the edge of the bed, watching and pulling off his own jeans.

He was slightly behind Vanessa and he could see her hips slowly moving backwards and forwards against the fingers inside her panties. She was gasping into Jo's lips and pinching and pulling one of her breasts and one of Jo's. Her hip movements became a bit faster and Jo responded rubbing and fingering her faster. A short while later she started to moan and she glanced down at Jo's hand then up and looked her in the eye as she started to buck and shake. Her orgasm swept over her and her knees almost gave way.

Jo removed her hand and backed Vanessa back to the bed pushing her down and stood looking at her prostrate friend. Philip glanced at the girl lying next to him and then at Jo, who had a kind of shocked look on her face. He stood up next to her and kissed her cheek.

"What do you want to do now?" He whispered.

"Oh my God," she mumbled, "I can't believe I just did that."

"I reckon you did quite a good job, is she wet?"

"Soaking," she said, a small smirk on her face.

"Take her underwear off." He commanded. After a brief pause she stepped forward and put one knee on the bed and slowly slid the white thong down Vanessa's legs. By now, Vanessa had regained her composure and she sat up encouraging Jo to stand in front of her.

"Phil, would you mind removing Jo's underwear?"

Philip moved behind her and slid his thumbs under the sides of her briefs, pulling them off her hips and letting them drop to the floor.

"I think it's you turn now honey." Purred Vanessa as she caressed the top of Jo's thighs before sliding one hand between her legs. Philip, still standing behind her kissed the nape of her neck reached around to gently massage her pert tits, teasing her nipples between his fingers. His cock straining against the cotton still holding him back. 

Vanessa felt the arousal between her friend's legs and dipped a finger between the soft, wet, velvety lips, eliciting a small gasp from Jo who looked down at Vanessa. With a devilish smile she removed her hand and staring Jo right in the eye she sucked the juice from her finger. Then, breaking her gaze she leaned forward and planted a series of small kisses on Jo's mound before laying back down on the bed.

"Come here." She whispered, and Jo moved forward kneeling astride Vanessa's hips.

"Higher." She beckoned.

Now Jo was kneeling, spread over Vanessa, her wet pink lips swollen and slightly parted. Vanessa lifted her head and gently kissed the hood of Jo's clit while taking hold of her hips and pulling her down as Vanessa rested her head back on the bed.

Philip stood, watching Jo lower herself onto Vanessa's mouth and admiring the puckered, shaven pussy on display in front of him. After a moment or two he sank to his knees, pushed Vanessa's legs open and buried his tongue straight into her sopping hole. Looking up he could see the underside of Vanessa's chin and her tongue flicking around Jo's pussy. He lifted her legs up and crudely spread her as wide as he could alternately thrusting his tongue into her and teasing her hard bud. He could hear Jo starting to moan as she pressed down onto Vanessa's eager mouth.

"Ah....fuck, lick me!" She blurted out.

Her gasps and moans gained a rhythm as she slightly bounced into Vanessa's mouth. Philip observed as she lifted her arse slightly and then started to shake, grasping at her chest and letting out a long, loud groan. She fell forward, backside in the air, pussy on full display. Philip realised that this spectacle had reduced his treatment of Vanessa to a few laps. Now he refound his vigour as he concentrated eating her.

Jo had slipped down and started to kiss her friend. After a moment she slid off the bed and stood again watching Philip, face buried in Vanessa's pussy. She placed a hand on Philip's shoulder and he moved back understanding the gesture. Jo replaced him between her legs and tentatively, at first, kissed, then licked her, savouring the taste and feeling of this new experience.

Philip now moved to the bed and started to kiss and suck Vanessa's nipples. In no time the two of them had her hovering on the edge of another climax. Jo slowly pushed two fingers between her lips and started to fuck her with them, trying to find her G spot and rubbing quite hard against it. After minute or two of the assault on her body Vanessa cried out.

"Oh...I'm going to come...so...harddd." And she exploded, sending come spraying from her pussy into Jo's chin and along her arm. Jo pulled her face out of the way but continued to thrust her fingers into her until the climax subsided.

"Jesus, Ness, you soaked me, dirty bitch." 

Vanessa couldn't respond. 

Jo stood, wiping the juice from her chin and shaking her arm.

"That was filthy," said Jo, addressing Philip.

"It was fucking awesome," he replied, "now, do you think I could get a little of the action?" 

"What did you have in mind?" She smiled.

Philip climbed off the bed leaving Vanessa to recover. He pulled Jo into him and kissed her deeply. She responded by wrapping her arms around him and pressing herself against his hardening cock. She pulled at his underwear springing his hard member and letting the shorts drop to the floor. She pushed him down and between her legs letting his shaft run along the length of her lips. He slowly slid against her, enjoying the pressure from her tightly closed legs.

He drew back and using his hand he rubbed the head of his cock against her clit before pressing it between her lips. Jo pulled away from him and lay on the bed next to Vanessa, staring at him in eager anticipation. He fell over her and as they continued to kiss he positioned his cock between her lips and in one, slow stroke he sunk his rock hard member in her to the hilt.

He enjoyed slowly screwing her, almost pulling out before sliding hard and deep back inside her. After a few moments she spoke.

"I want to do something." She pushed Philip up and he slipped out of her.

"Ness, come here." She moved up the bed and encouraged Vanessa to lay back on her. The used her feet to hook Vanessa's ankles and pulled her legs apart presenting Philip with a view of both pussies, one on top of the other.

"Fuck us both." Jo ordered. 

Philip positioned himself over the girls in a press up position and easily slid into Vanessa first continuing with the long, hard strokes he had been giving Jo. After a short while he lowered himself, arching his back more and plunging his cock back into Jo. Again, he found her slightly tighter than but not as wet as Vanessa. Both girls seemed totally lost in the experience.

Vanessa's wet pussy was slapping against his stomach as he stroked into Jo. Looking down he could see her white juice coating the length of his shaft, he pulled out and lifting his cock plunged back into Vanessa, watching the now clear juice flowing from her almost impossibly wet cunt.

He pulled out again.

"Vanessa, do you think we could make Jo squirt?"

"Mmmm, worth a try, let me tell her what to do."

Vanessa rolled off Jo and started to talk into her ear while Philip lifted her legs and adjusting the angle of his cock so that he could hit her G spot, he once again sank all the way into her this time using deeper, shorter strokes. He watched her face for signs that he was hitting the right spot.

Vanessa span around and pushed her fingers into the bottom of Jo's stomach just above her mound to increase the friction.

"Oh, I've got an idea!" She smiled and dived to the side of the bed. After a short rummage in her bedside drawer she pulled out a small bullet vibrator. She positioned herself back where she was and gently touched he vibrator into the cleft of Jo's pussy causing her to gasp her approval.

The two of them set about assaulting Jo's pussy as Philip fucked her fast and deep and Vanessa rubbed the bullet around her friend's swollen clit.

After a few minutes of this intense attention Jo's gasps turned to groans and they turned to vocal encouragement.

"Oh...my...God.....This feels...so...fuck-ing..good...I....I...!"

"Just let it go babes," encouraged Vanessa, "let it go."

Jo went suddenly silent, held her breath and then exploded in climax. As her pussy walls squeezed against his cock Philip felt her entire body tense and then start to shake. Jo didn't squirt but her face contorted as wave after wave swept over her. Vanessa voiced her encouragement holding the bullet on her clit as her orgasm continued to pulse through her.

As she calmed down Philip pulled out of her and gazed at her utterly spent body. He stood up again.

"Vanessa, get on your knees."

Obligingly, she swung around and presented her backside to him. He grasped his slick cock in one hand grabbed a hip with the other and slid effortlessly into her. Immediately, he started to fuck her hard, banging his pubic bone into her as he buried every last millimetre of his flesh into her. He moved a hand around her buttock and dipped the tip of his thumb into her puckered asshole.




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"Oh, fuck..me...fuck me...hard."

Spurred on he pushed his thumb deeper into her and set about pounding as hard and as fast as he could into her. Glancing down he saw the recovering Jo start to sit up, watching her two friends racing towards orgasm. She stood next to Philip her arm draped over him and watched his cock smashing into Vanessa. He whispered encouragement into his ear.

"Fuck her, fuck her hard. Make her come."

Vanessa started to come signalled by a drawn out groan and she buried her face into the bed. As her pussy started to tighten, Philip could feel the point of no return rapidly approaching; thoughts of replacing his thumb with his cock flashed through his mind and pushed him over the edge.

As his balls tightened, he shot come deep inside her and in return she sent pulsing waves of cum back at him. He continued to pump into her even as the juices flowing from Vanessa made it almost impossible. She fell away from him and lay in a mess on the bed, him, standing, panting. Jo put her arms around him and squeezed him.

"Come on, lie down, and relax." She said pulling him onto the bed.

The three of them laid there, together, in silence.

"Shit," muttered Vanessa, "how am I going to work tonight?"

"With a big grin on you face Ness." Jo Replied.



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"Hello handsome."

"Hello legs, hi Michelle." he responded. Sophie smiled and looked down at her legs.

He led the girls into the club and into the VIP bar. After ordering them a drink Michelle went off to say hi to Tim and Philip and Sophie were alone.

"I was going to call you this week." She said.

"Why didn't you?"

"Well, you didn't call me, I was playing it cool I guess."

"Look we like each other right?" Philip reasoned, "We should just say and do what we feel."

"Yeah OK," said Sophie as she turned her back to the bar and surveyed the crowd. Without averting her gaze she calmly said "I've had four orgasms this week thinking of you, I came like a fucking train every time."

Philip's jaw hit the floor. He hadn't expected her to take him that literally. Sophie carried on looking straight ahead enjoying his bewilderment. Then her face started to crack and she let out a laugh.

"Now I'm confused. Are you serious or are you winding me up?" Philip blurted.

"Babes, I'm not exaggerating, but you didn't know what to say to that did you?"

"I wasn't really expecting it." 

Sophie turned to Philip, put her fingers under his chin and closed his still open mouth. She had taken on this incredibly sexy demeanour. Her glossy lips slightly parted and her head tilted slightly observing him, reading him. Then she spoke.

"What about you?" There was a slightly vacant look on his face. "Have you been thinking about me, I mean really thinking about me?"

"I have." He answered, not entirely sure what was coming next.

"How do you imagine I look?"

"Sophie, with all due respect, there's not normally too much left to the imagination."

"OK, what about the intimate bits?" By now she was leaning forward and talking into his ear. His head was filled with her perfume and the warmth of her cheek next to his.

"How do you imagine my pussy looks?"

"W...well, I know how I've imagined you look."

"Tell me."

"I love shaved lips, but a little bit of trimmed hair on the front, not completely clean shaved."

"Mmm, I wonder if you're right," She whispered in his ear. "I've imagined you. I've felt it, so I know how big it is."

Ok, this was becoming very hot now. He thought as he felt her lightly brush his rock hard cock with her leg. 'I'm so fucking worked up'. He toyed with the idea of just grabbing her there and then. A brief image of her over the bar counter with him stroking into her from behind flashed through his mind.

"You're being mean Sophie, I'm supposed to be working. How can I walk around like this?"

"Babes, you just stand here at the bar for a while and recover. I need to go to the ladies before I soak the carpet. I'm very, very wet." She moved her head back infront of him, bit her bottom lip and smiled. Then she walked away. Wiggling that ass.

He stood there trying to comprehend everything that just happened and nursing the bulge in his trousers. Just then Michelle appeared at his side.

"What have you done with her then?"

"Ah, nothing. She needed to powder her nose."

"Without me? Right I'm off too then." As she walked past him she spoke again. "Nice stiffy!"

He waited for a while trying to think about anything but the events of the last few minutes. Eventually, his torment subsided and he walked to the door for a breath of fresh air. Philip had always considered himself to be a confident individual; he always had an answer and was very quick-witted. Sophie had completely undone him and she was dictating how things were developing. It was obvious that she loved shock tactics, saying or doing things to catch him out. He decided that he needed to start giving as good as he was getting. No more open-mouth moments.

He walked back to the bar and the girls were there.

"Better?" He said to Sophie.

"Not really." She answered.

"And how about you? Lost the tent pole?" Michelle quipped. 'Bloody hell, now they're both at it', he thought, 'give her an answer'.

"Actually, that was a gun in my pocket."

"Ah, right. Do you normally strap it to your erection?"

The two girls burst into laughter. After they had calmed down they all decided to head off to the DJ stand to see how Tim was performing. Philip stood in his normal place in the slightly elevated position behind the DJ from where he could survey the room. Sophie stood next to him her arm locked in his. She looked at him, looked around at the packed crowd and then spoke into his ear over the loud music.

"Don't be embarrassed by Michelle. She's just having a laugh."

"I'm not embarrassed Soph, I wasn't expecting the straight talking." He smiled.

"Well, Michelle is always like that but you were the one who was advocating the honest approach. I was just letting you know how I felt....wet!"

"And are you still.....wet?"

Sophie didn't answer but just looked at him with a little grin that turned into a wicked smile. Philip was stood with his hands in front of him in a working stance. Sophie removed her arm from his and moved forward until she was between the wall of the DJ stand and him. Then, in one movement she arched her back slightly lifting up her arse and moved back into him and onto his knuckles. Philip realised that only two inches of the hem of her dress separated his hands from her pussy. He glanced around. Nobody was paying them any notice. 

Slowly, he pushed up under the dress and stuck his right thumb out from his clenched hands and felt the sensation of warm, silky material over the top of his digit. He rocked it back and forward about half an inch feeling the heat from her sex. He wondered if she really was wet and slid his index finger over a pleasingly slick thumbnail, yes, she was indeed very, very wet. Sophie was started to make little rocking movements in time to the music pushing into his thumb. Eventually, he managed to hook under the soaking seam of her panties and his thumb came into contact with soft, hot and hairless lips. He edged up slightly between them and was greeted with a little electric shock sparking through her body.

In the middle of the club Philip had the tip of his thumb inside Sophie's sopping lips and his rock-hard cock behind his hands. Without warning she pulled forward and off his hand, turning to face him. She took his right hand, thumb still proud, brought his hand to her mouth and kissed the back of it. Then, she pushed it back towards his face and slid his thumb into his mouth. Philip tasted her sweet, musky juice and then sucked his thumb looking her straight in the eyes.

She leaned forward to his ear. "Now you know what I taste like." Discreetly she placed her hand over his cock, "I want you so bad, I'm so horny, and I need to come."

His cock was screaming now. What could he do? He was at work. There were over a thousand people all around them and he couldn't leave for two, agonising hours.

"Come to my place tonight, I can take you home tomorrow."

"Oh...no....I can't," She looked at him a little sheepish, "I have to go home tonight because I've got a big family do tomorrow." Philip looked at her in disbelief and then started to smile. "Ah ha ha, you're joking aren't you? Wow, you had me there for a second."

"Oh, babes, I wish I was but I really need to be there. It's really important and....well, I just have to be there."

He let the idea wash over him once more. He was quite prepared to fuck her right here, right now, she was soaking wet and he'd just had a first amazing taste of her pussy.....and she had to go home! His mind raced. 'The office, a storeroom, can I get away with it?'

"I wish you'd told me this before. Now we're both horny as hell and nothing is going to happen." He moaned.

"I know but I couldn't help myself, I've been thinking about you all week. I'm fit to burst. Next week, come with me back to my place, we'll have all Sunday."

He thought about it. "Ok, Sunday in Camden, what a week this is going to be."

She smiled and nodded then put her hands on his cheeks and delicately kissed him on the lips. "It will be worth it, I promise."

He decided they needed to cool off a bit now so he kept a little distance for the rest of the night allowing his cock to relax even though his mind was running at a million miles an hour. Eventually, It was time for Sophie to leave and he dutifully walked the girls to Michelle's car. Sophie stopped at the passenger door and turned to face him as Michelle said goodnight and sat in the car.

"I'm going up to the West End on Wednesday" said Philip, "how about I take you out for a spot of lunch?"  

"That would be nice, text me tomorrow and let me know where and when."

She paused for a second, and then leant forwards raising her hands up her dress and quickly pulled off her tiny panties, placing them in his hand.

"A memento." She declared and kissed him hard on the lips. He squeezed her to him and ran his hands over her pert backside. Then they parted and off she went, again.

When he arrived home Philip took his jacket off and hung it over the back of a chair. He felt inside the pocket and pulled out a red satin g-string. It was still damp. He raised it to his face and took in the musky aroma giving instant life to his cock. He studied them a little closer and saw the creamy stain streaking the soft material. 

Walking into his bathroom he released himself from the constraints of his trousers and slowly rubbed the wetness still on the panties around the head of his cock. As he stroked away with the underwear wrapped around his shaft his mind drifted back to the thrill of earlier when he first discovered Sophie's wonderful pussy.

After a short while his tension was released as he exploded in a stomach straining climax that sent come flying across the bathroom floor. He steadied himself and sat on the edge of the bath. 'Roll-on week, roll on'. 







IV

It was a beautiful summers day as Philip strolled to the rendezvous with Sophie. This was the first time he was going to see her during the day and in an environment that was a little more conventional. As he turned the corner he saw her standing outside the pub he had chosen. She was standing in a spot of sun. As he walked towards her she saw him and smiled. He took her in, almost a different girl. She had her hair up and she wore a white cotton sleeveless top with a black skirt that flared slightly just above the knee and her customary heels that were black and strappy. She looked stunning.

They greeted each other with a kiss and took a table outside the pub. After ordering lunch and drinks they finally settled into conversation and after a while Sophie managed to divert the subject at an instant.

"So, what did you do with my knickers?"

"They're safe at home, a constant reminder of you."

"Yeah, I bet. I mean...what did you do? Did you smell them?" 

Philip shifted in his seat. 'Did she say that a bit loud', he thought looking around for signs of a reaction from their fellow diners. He leaned towards her.

"I'm only human, of course I did."

"Mmm, did you come on them?"

Quieter and in a raspy whisper he replied. "Erm, no. That would have ruined them but lets just say I enjoyed the fabric."

She giggled. He looked at her and fired a question back. "What about you?"

"Took about 30 seconds I think," she said, nonchalantly, "I actually wet the back of my dress in the car on the way home."

The conversation moved back to more conventional subjects. While she spoke he studied her. Here, during the daylight and with little make-up on he could appreciate her natural beauty. Her skin was so smooth and soft and it glistened in the sun. She had put a pair of sunglasses on and it gave her an air of sophistication that was in complete contrast to the way she talked. A cockney sparrow. They talked about everything. It was easier here without the noise and the distraction of him being at work.

All too soon the lunch hour was up and they had to part. They kissed, tongues tenderly touching and exploring. On parting, he stood to watch her walk away as he had done before, except this time it was different. Previously it had been a lustful stare at her fantastically proportioned rear wiggling away from him. Now, he felt a slight sense of loss, he watched her go. He really liked this girl. The possibility of a summer of love made him smile and he walked off, a spring in his step. 



V

The remaining days of the week couldn't come and go fast enough in anticipation of the weekend's promise. Saturday finally arrived. He hadn't had a great deal of contact with Sophie in the last couple of days, only a couple of teasing texts that just increased the tension.

He couldn't wait to see what she would be wearing tonight. Early on he was in the office when Tim came in.

"Evening Guvnor," he quipped, "looks like I'll be joining you in Camden after work tonight."

"Oh Ok, Michelle's invited you back then? I'll drive if you want?"

"We'll both have to drive because I need to come back early. Roll on 3am!"

Philip hadn't really thought about Michelle and on reflection he was glad Tim was going to be there too. It may have been a bit awkward otherwise.

He stayed in the office for quite a while burying himself in work so that he could come in a little later on Monday. Sam poked his head around the door.

"Romeo, Juliet has arrived."

Finishing his work Philip grabbed his jacket and made his way out to the VIP area. He stood at the entrance at first just looking at the vision that greeted him. Sophie was stood with her back to him, her hair pulled into a long, straight ponytail that fell to the middle of her back. She was wearing a white halter neck dress that left her soft shoulders bare. The material hugged her arse and finished half way down her legs with slits up the side that tapered out at the top of her thighs.

Michelle was stood next to her in a figure hugging burgundy dress. She looked amazing herself. Tim was going to be delighted.

As he started to walk towards them two guys approached the girls. Just as he reached the bar Sophie was speaking. She saw him and said "..and here he is now." She pushed past the two lads and threw her arms around Philip squeezing him into her. Michelle made her feelings known too. "Yeah, and I'm in love with the DJ, see ya." They sloped off.

Sophie's dress had a small cutout in the front that displayed her cleavage; it was like a little picture frame. Her perfume filled his head and he realised that the panties that she had given him had also had the smell of this perfume on them, among other more natural scents!

They chatted for at the bar while Michelle went off to see Tim and dance around the DJ stand. Eventually, Sophie and Philip went up to join her. Tim was on fire, doubtless in anticipation of a night of passion, he was jumping around the DJ stand like a madman and the crowd went wild. 'I should get him laid more often.' Philip thought to himself. 

Sophie was very touchy, feely. They flirted all night and teased each other relentlessly. She would wiggle her butt against him pretending to dance and he ran his hands over her hips and around her ass. The slow build up continued all night. He realised that he had been semi-hard for hours. He wondered what level of arousal she had reached. 

The night started to drag a bit but eventually it drew to a close. Philip closed the club faster than ever before and they said goodnight to the some of the staff and walked to the car hand in hand. Michelle and Tim by their side. 

"Right Skipper, see you in Camden."

"Eyes on the road Timmo."

"Roger Dodger." He saluted and off they went.

Philip opened the car and climbed in. He had a sports coupe that he loved. They had discussed cars but this was the first time Sophie had been in it. She purred her approval and wiggled her bum into the seat. He started the engine and looked across at her and thought that this was the beginning of a journey of a different sort. He pulled away.

During the long drive Sophie was hell bent on keeping up the tease. She adjusted her dress to reveal all of her legs and give him a little glimpse of her white panties. She stroked his leg and even leant over at one point to nibble his ear lobe. She placed his hand on her thigh and he moved it along the top of her leg. She parted her legs just enough to allow him to touch her inner thigh and clamped them shut as his little finger  lightly brushed against her pussy.

She placed her hand on his and released her grip slightly and gently rubbed his finger up and down her hot, damp sex. Her head pushed back into the headrest as she savoured the feeling of his touch and she sighed. He could feel her increasing the pressure and speed of the rubbing and her legs parted a little more.

He was trying to concentrate on driving. He realised, to his disappointment, that he needed to change gear.

"Babe, I need my hand back."

Sophie flashed him a look and released his hand replacing it with her own fingers. She squeezed them against the fabric, closed her legs on her hand and almost shouted.

"Get me the fuck home or pull over!"

Philip's driving had a new urgency; he imagined switching on blue lights and a siren, 'get out of the way, horny bastards coming through'.

Another thirty minutes and she had directed him to her apartment. By now the sun was up and casting long morning shadows on the brick buildings. The apartment was a reasonable size and was nicely decorated. Philip was impressed. Previously, Sophie had explained that she was renting the place from her cousin who was working overseas and she and Michelle would never have afforded it if it were at market value.

Michelle and Tim were in the kitchen, him with his back against the counter and Michelle pressing her body into him arms around his neck. They were talking and laughing.

"Morning Skipper! Fancy a nightcap?" Chirped Tim.

They all shared a fairly large brandy and it was apparent from the distinct lack of conversation that all four just wanted to retreat to the bedrooms and relieve the sexual tension that was in the air.

Philip spoke up first. 

"Sophie, I'm going to freshen up. Can you show me the bathroom please?"

"Come on Big Boy, let's get you to bed." She answered with a wink at Michelle.

"And you Mr DJ." Michelle said to Tim pushing him to the door.

"See you in the afternoon then Guv," he said to Philip, "nighty night."

Sophie walked ahead of Philip and showed him into her bedroom. It was quite a large room. She turned and pointed to the bathroom kicking her shoes off and instantly shrinking. The two of them came together in the middle of the room, their bodies colliding and their lips passionately finding each other's.

She pulled back and started to unbutton his shirt, pushing the fabric back to reveal his chest. She smiled and planted a kiss just above his left nipple. This was the first time she had seen his bare flesh and she seemed to savour the slightly salty taste of his skin. They separated and he brushed past her as he walked to the bathroom.

"There's a fresh towel in there for you, don't be long."

He showered quickly and towelled himself dry, tying the towel around his waist and opened the door into the bedroom. Sophie was sat on the bed in a short dressing gown, her dress now hung up outside her wardrobe. She stood up and once again embraced. His cock twitched into life and strained against the towel. Sophie could feel him press against her and broke away.

"My turn, hold that thought."

As the door closed he sat on the edge of the bed looking out of the window at the roofs and chimney pots of Camden. He regained his composure and took in the decoration of the bedroom and all the little personal things on the bedside tables and her dresser.

Soon the bathroom door opened and out stepped Sophie wearing his shirt, held together by just one button across her ample chest her nipples showing slightly through the material. The sleeves hung over her hands and as she walked the few steps towards him, her hair let down from the ponytail. He was flashed the sight of red lace briefs and he could see her flat stomach and belly button. She had an amazing figure.




Confessions of a Nightclub Manager



She stood in front of him and leaned down to kiss him placing her hands on his broad shoulders. Their tongues touched and caressed as they sunk into a long, deep French kiss. He was now at full attention. He moved his hands from his sides and carefully undid the one button letting the shirt fall open. Breaking the kiss he looked down to see Sophie's breasts for the first time.

He let out and almost inaudible 'wow' and gazed at her beautiful tits. He knew they were large for her size but they were a glorious shape and topped with quite dark pronounced nipples. He reached his right hand forward and laid it flat just at the top of her left breast moving it down the outside and softly cupping it in his hand.

She sank onto his knee. Her legs astride his left leg. He lowered his face towards the breast he was now slowly massaging and lowered his mouth towards her hardening nipple. Placing his lips around the nipple he sucked at her without touching her stiff bud. After a few moments he brushed his tongue on the underside eliciting a sigh from Sophie and causing her to arch her back, sliding herself along his knee.

He circled her nipple with his tongue before lashing across it and returning to sucking. His left hand had found her other tit and his fingers brushed sideways across it, each digit flicking her in turn. She started to rock backwards and forwards just above his knee, her head thrown back as she moaned at his ministrations. Now he turned his attention to the other nipple taking it into his mouth this time allowing his teeth to slightly nip it.

He was now aware that she was humping his leg, sliding her pussy along his thigh and catching herself on his knee. He kissed the middle of her chest and pulled her tits in around his face delighting in their size as he was engulfed between them.

Now they came together in a hard kiss. She pushed his shoulders back and he sank onto the bed, Sophie now on all fours above and astride him. He could feel a slight wetness on his knee. She lowered her bare chest onto his and for the first time their bodies made proper contact. He could feel the warmth of her tits and her hard nipples against him. She slid back down the bed planting little kisses on his neck, chest and stomach as she inched her way down once again standing between his legs.

She rose up trailing her fingernails down his torso. It was sweet agony. His cock was so hard and so desperate for her touch as she tugged at the towel, opening it and freeing his manhood to her gaze. She smiled as she saw it and ran her hands down either side over his hips and onto the top of his thighs before wrapping her fingers around his shaft and pulling it upright. She moved it to the side and lowered her pouting lips to it planting a kiss on the side of the base of his cock. 

She looked up at him once again raising him up skyward and starting a lick from the base to the sensitive underside of his head. Holding her tongue there for a split second before running the flat of her tongue with more pressure under his head. He gasped. Her mouth opened and her lips sank over his head in an opened mouthed, wet kiss before taking his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him.

It was pure ecstasy as she slowly started to bob up and down on his shaft her hand caressing his balls as she took him deeper and deeper into her soft mouth. Her rhythm started to build and Philip groaned his approval. Already he could feel the pressure growing in his balls but as much as he wanted to come in her mouth he wanted much more first.

He sat up, Sophie still in his lap and gently pulled her up. She was on her knees at the foot of the bed. Her stood and pulled her up with him nuzzling in to her neck, nibbling and kissing. Their bodies once more in wonderful hot contact, he ran his hand down onto her hip before spinning her around, pulling her hair off her neck and continuing his attention, his cock nestled between her peachy buttocks. One hand slipped around her to massage a breast while his other hand worked over her hip and down onto the front of her thigh before coming back up the inside of her leg. His fingers found the hot lacy material around her crotch and he pressed his fingers into her.

Sophie was moaning softly with her head resting back on his shoulder, Philip now with his mouth on her shoulder as he felt the wetness between her legs. He rubbed across the top of her pussy causing a shudder to go through her body.

Now, he moved his finger to the side of her panties and slid them under the material. He first felt a small patch of hair before moving lower, the end of his index finger encountering the wet cleft of her pussy as it dipped inside her slowly. His hand moved lower cupping her wet lips with his four fingers before rubbing them back up. She was very wet.

He removed his hand from her panties and span her back around lowering her into a seated position on the edge of the bed. He knelt between her legs. Taking hold of the side of her underwear he slowly lowered them off her hips and down her legs, toes outstretched and pointing over his shoulder. Revealed to him now was her swollen pussy, a small Brazilian style patch of hair above clean shaved lips and between them the hint on her darker petals and the hood of her clit.

A drip of white juice leaked from her sopping pussy. Philip caught it with his finger and sucked it off letting out an 'mmmm' as he once again tasted her musky, sweet juice. Sophie smiled her encouragement.

He leaned forward and kissed her around the strip of hair before moving down with kisses and little licks down the side of her groin and onto the very top of her thigh ensuring she could feel his hot breath on her. He kissed her lips not yet allowing either of them the pleasure of direct contact with her now slowly parting sex.

Eventually, he gave in and very delicately ran his tongue down the side of her clit between her labia and outer lips then across and up the other side. He flicked his tongue in this area before finally making his way back to the hood over her clit and lightly flicking it across. Sophie was starting to become a little more vocal.

"Oh yeah," she murmured, "Um...fuck yeah."

He removed his tongue, kissed her clit and lowered his mouth until his tongue found the bottom of her slit. His tongue parted her lips and he tasted her properly, scooping her juices onto his tongue. This spurred him on more. He wanted to bury his face in her and lap up every last drop of her. He sucked around her clit, pulling it out of its hood and tickling his tongue across it causing little shocks to jolt through her body. By now her hands were in his hair pulling him in. He eased the tip of his finger into her and moved his other hand up to tease her hard nipples giving them little pinches.

His attention now became more passionate and he rotated his finger into her hooking it up to find her G spot. His tongue was now rasping up and down, left and right of her clit. Sophie by now was starting to arch her back off the bed her head thrown back as the combination of his tongue on her button and finger working her swollen G spot pushed her closer to her release.

"Lick me....awww...you f..fucker."

Her hips started to buck. He could feel her pussy start to spasm and then, suddenly she exploded with a loud shout. The walls of her sex clamped around his finger, she pulled his face hard into her squeezing his head between her legs soaking him as she writhed and flailed on the bed. Weeks of sexual tension were released into his face as she came with a ferocity that she had never experienced before.

He couldn't breath and he didn't care. What a sweet way to go. Suffocated in the pussy of this beautiful girl.

Gradually, she lessened the grip on her lover. He looked up at her, red patches on the rise and fall of her chest.

"Oh my God, oh....my.." her voice trailed off and her head turned sideways.

He pulled the sleeves off her arms so that she now lay naked before him on the shirt. Now he straddled her, kissing her back to life. He moved her up the bed and laid on top of her, his cock pressing into her tummy. He was desperate now to feel his cock inside her.

She lifted her legs up the side of his body and he lowered his hips slightly allowing his manhood to drop between her legs, his pre-cum and her juice mingling around the cleft of her pussy. She took a firm hold of his shaft and worked the head of his penis up and down her slit, fully lubricating him before settling the head at the opening to her glorious hole.

Philip slowly pushed into her feeling her lips fold around him welcoming him into her velvety, wet cunt. He delighted at the tight confines of her hot sex sinking deeper and making Sophie gasp as he pushed the last inch home, filling her completely. He enjoyed the moment, finally inside this girl that had dominated his thoughts for so long.

He wanted to fuck her hard but he started with tiny strokes. He could feel her wet against his balls. He almost pulled out, paused and slid back into her starting the groans once more. Sophie pushed back at him trying to force him as deep as possible. After a while he moved his body into a straight, push up style position and lifted his body off hers. She squirmed beneath him as first he just fucked her with the end of is cock in short little strokes before plunging his full length into her in a few long strokes. This tease followed by deep thrusting reward was sending her crazy and she dug her nails into his sides trying to keep him all the way in. Sophie was starting to become vocal again. The groans and moans had escalated into growls and the odd obscenity and she was getting louder.

Without warning she started to push him off her and she succeeded in rolling him over onto his back. Then she stood up on the bed legs astride his hips and looked down at him rubbing her fingers across the hair on her pubis. He looked up at her red swollen pussy slick with juices. He wanted at that moment for her to fall on his face so he could eat her again but she dropped to her knees feeding a breast to his mouth. Her other hand found his dick and laid it up his belly as she lowered herself onto it sliding up and down the length.

She kissed him and then paused nuzzling the head into her hole and then sitting back onto him forcing his cock up into her. She started to slowly ride him; grinding her clit into him each time she reached the base. Her pace increased her amazing tits bouncing rhythmically as her body arched backwards. His hands found the soft skin on her hips and he gently encouraged her movement that altered to more of a short-thrusting grind.

Her speed increased and so did her vocalisation. She was now crashing her clit into his pubic bone and driving his cock as deep into her as she could. 

"Oh...yeah, ah..ffff...fuck...ahhh..."

He felt the onset of her orgasm build from deep within her. There was a short break where she just bounced, mouth open, then her head dropped forward and her hands left the top of her thighs and onto his chest as she put more pressure into her thrusting. Her hips flying backwards and forwards as one hand flew to her left tit pinching her nipple.

"Ah..ah..fuck...I'm going...to...aaahhhhh"

Sophie came, her face almost showing pain as her orgasm ripped through her. Her nails dug into Philip chest. He desperately tried to keep composure as her beautiful pussy gripped and sucked at his shaft, deep inside her. He carried on her movement by pushing her hips backwards and forwards trying not to lose his mind and his load. Eventually, she fell forward onto him, her hair in his face and her hot, sweaty chest heaving against his. He could feel the sweat and come between them as her arse lifted slightly off him.

She slowly came back around planting kisses on his neck and then on his lips.

"That was...amazing," she breathed into his ear, " now roll me over on my front and fuck me from behind."

Philip didn't need any encouragement. He slipped out of her and pushed her off to the side where she lay with her face in a pillow. He climbed up onto his knees and knelt astride her legs taking in the view he now had of her gorgeous body. Her soft shoulders led his eyes down her glistening back, past her slim waist to the top of her pert arse and then at the slick lips nuzzling between her closed legs. What a sight!

He leant forward and ran his raging cock up the inside of her thighs and into the gap between them pressing his head against the soft lips and slowly slipping between them. Again he savoured the feeling of his shaft sliding into her. She gave him a purr of encouragement. Lifting his body off hers he just gave her the sensation of his cock moving in and out of her. The top of his thighs and groin pressed into her buttocks. The feeling was incredible. Each stroke causing him to growl in approval.

He pulled out of her once again sitting back on his haunches this time parting her legs to give him an even more gloriously filthy view of her laid out before him. He glanced down at his wet cock, white juice coating the base and his balls. Again he leant into her and entered her, this time able to slip all the way in.

Sophie started to groan again as he increased his vigour, his thrusts getting faster and harder, the slap, slap, slap of his stomach into her arse. He put an arm under her tummy and lifted her up onto her knees, placing his hands on her hips and burying his cock into her hard, slightly altering his position so that he pressed down into her g-spot. Her face was still in the pillow her arse up in the air as he screwed her for all he was worth. She groaned into the pillow and then started to shout.

A muffled "fuck me hard....come..on....fuck....meee."

Philip could feel the pressure growing in his balls and the sight of his juice-coated cock sliding out of her with her stretched lips clinging on and then sucking him in was too much.

"Come on Soph....I want to feel you come."

He slapped her backside playfully and she gasped. The two off them careered to their release. He could hear her start to shout that he was coming and the slight tightening of her pussy started his finale. He banged into her as hard as he could fucking them both to an earth shattering orgasm. He felt it rise through his legs and down from his stomach. His eyes squeezed shut and he exploded into her. For a moment he was totally lost in his own World as he sprayed his come deep into her. He was aware of her bucking and shaking back into him as she enjoyed the throws of her own min-shattering orgasm.

She fell forward and he fell onto her back his face buried in her hair as he tried to recover his breath. Their two sweaty bodies pressed together. As they lay there he could feel their combined juices running out of her and down his balls. 'Fuck,' he thought to himself 'I've pumped so much come into her."

They lay there for some time, each of them caught up in their own thoughts. After weeks of promise they had finally fucked each other into oblivion.

They fell asleep, the sun streaming into the bedroom, naked bodies entwined. 



VI

He stirred from a deep sleep, slowly taking in where he was, remembered, grinned to himself and pulled the sleeping Sophie into him in a spooning position.

Her skin was so soft and smooth and the contact between his cock and her buttocks soon had him hardening.

"Morning stud." Sophie murmured, nudging her backside into him.

He kissed her shoulder. "More like afternoon I think sweetheart."

Her hand reached behind her finding his now hard cock and pushing him down until she squeezed him between her sticky legs. She rubbed his cock against her hole and he effortlessly sank head deep into her come soaked pussy. They made love slowly enjoying the sensations of their coupling.

He reached his hand off her hip and sought out her clit, gently swirling the juice around her hardening bud with his middle finger. This slow, sensual lovemaking continued for some time until they both built to an inevitable and satisfying joint orgasm.

They shared the rest of the day at a café and in the evening Philip reluctantly left his beautiful lover and drove all the way home with a little smile on his face.

This was the start of a very enjoyable and incredibly sexy summer.