1 comments/ 51835 views/ 12 favorites Girlfriend Knows Sexy By: mwatkins I sat outside her office waiting for her to finish work. I had been thinking of my girlfriend, Gemma, all day and knew, as usual she would be dressed sexy and I was aroused thinking about it. It wasn't long before the front door of the building where she worked opened and she walked out chatting with her friend towards my car. I watched as she walked, hips swaying sexily, in a tight knee length skirt which was grey with a slit at the rear which at certain angles showed a great deal of leg. She was also wearing tan, hold up stockings which she knew I loved. At thirty one she was two years younger than me but looked even younger and I had been witness to several younger men flirting with her. Although she was only five foot tall she was perfectly proportioned. I could see the exaggerated boobs pushing out under her white blouse made to look larger than there natural B-cup by what I knew to be a push-up bra. Over which she wore a cardigan which was open on a mild evening. She was from Taiwan and her Asian features had drawn me to her from the first night I had seen her in a club. She said her final goodbyes to her friend and opened the door and climbed into the passenger side with her skirt riding up further and I leant over and kissed her. Straight away I knew something was wrong but kept quiet hoping she would tell me. I looked at her next to me and felt myself going hard as I looked at her legs in the high heels. I started up the car and turned around then placed my hand on her thigh and started stroking her leg forcing her skirt to ride up further. Normally she would have slapped my hand away and laughed about what a bad boy I was but she said nothing "Good day?" I asked still resting my hand high on her leg. I could feel her stocking tops underneath "Same old crap" she replied staring with a glazed expression out of the window. "Any news then?" At first it seemed she was about to say something but then seemed to stop herself. "Everything ok?" I asked. Even whilst I was hugely turned on I was becoming concerned by her odd behaviour "Yeah of course, why shouldn't it be?" she seemed angry but then seemed to compose herself "I'm just tired". Not wanting to push it any further I drove back in silence with my hand resting on her thigh. I was still very horny and made the most of her mood by watching her as my hand lifted her skirt to see her stocking tops. She never flinched, nor did she react as I moved my hand around to touch her panties. Under normal circumstances I would have presumed my luck would be in when I got home but I knew she was just extremely distracted. As I pulled up at the traffic lights a van driver pulled up alongside with two men in the passenger side. I saw the one man look down, he was in his early twentiesand he had an eyeful as my hand wandered over her thighs. I saw him turn to his mate and then they changed and both leered towards my girlfriend. I was getting turned on watching them ogle my girlfriend and I pushed her skirt up further to real her black panties. The van driver was left behind as they failed to react to the changing lights but as I turned left and they turned right I heard them sound there horn in what I knew was approvement of what they had just witnessed. My girlfriend seemed oblivious to the whole series of events. Once we got home I was beginning to tire of the silent treatment and even my aroused state was becoming diminished. Once we got in the front door I turned her around and kissed her passionately. As I did I lifted her skirts and ran my hands over her arse. "Don't" was all she said as she pulled away and made her way into the kitchen. I followed her in and asked "What's wrong? Have I done something wrong?" "No, I told you I am just tired" At this point I knew I was not going to see any action and was angry at the rejection. "What the hell is up with you" I yelled unable to keep the frustration from my voice "If you have had a shit day fine but don't take it out on me" She looked at me, I could see the tears welling up but I was too angry to apologise just because of a few tears. She looked at me then ran off upstairs saying she was tired and just wanted to lie down for a while. I stood there alone in the kitchen trying to fathom what I had done wrong. I started to feel guilty over the way I had behaved and the thought of seeing her upset. I decided to sit down and watch a bit of television but my mind kept wandering back to my Gemma and how upset she was. After about 40 minutes I could take it no more and decided to apologise and I went upstairs to our bedroom. As I entered the room I could see she was still fully clothed, tears rolling down here face whilst sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry..." I began. She turned to look at me and started to cry harder and I took her into my arms and let her cry on my chest. "I'm sorry, I certainly did not mean to upset you like this. I was just mad beca..." She stopped crying and looked straight into my eyes "Its not you" she said "It's me" she stopped herself again as if deciding whether to go on. As I looked at her she turned away "What is it?" I asked "Are you planning on leaving me?" She looked up, painfully smiled and started to sob again. Through the tears she said "Of course not but you may not want to know me after what I tell you". I sat there speechless waiting for her tears to dissipate. After a few minutes she quietened down and again she looked at me through puffy brown eyes from all the tears. As gently as I could I said "I think you need to tell me what going on". Again she turned away as if thinking about it. After a short pause she took a deep breath to compose herself and then started. "Remember Daniel who used to work at my place?" I thought back not knowing anyone by that name, then it occurred to me "The married bloke you had that fling with before we met?" "Yes" she replied and turned to stare intently at me. She was beautiful even with the redness from the tears she still managed to make my heart race just by that look. "Well he came into work today, to discuss something with one of the managers; he works in another department across town" "Have you been keeping in touch with him?" I asked, with the start of jealousy bringing harshness to the question which I never meant. I really did not want her to clamp up again. "No" she said after a brief pause "Well not really, just the occasional texts to see how each other are" I stood up, anger flowing through my veins. "So you are in touch?" "You know what it's like, it was just occasional flirting" she looked at me to see how I was going to react before she continued. I just stood there daring not to look at her before managing to compose myself. "Besides I have seen the texts you sent Sarah, it is much the same thing" I looked at her about to deny everything, Sarah was a mutual friend who, it was true I had flirted a lot with. We text occasionally and sometimes it got a bit steamy but I had never cheated with her. "You read my texts" but before the anger could take over the realisation of how it looked took over and the thought of losing Gemma began to hurt. "I have never cheated with her you know?" I said almost pleading with her. She looked up at me and patted the space next to her motioning me to sit down. As I did she took my hand and said "I know, but you need to hear me out first". She took a breath before continuing. "After Daniel finished in his meeting he popped in to see me. Just general chit chat at first then we started to reminisce of old times" I sat there holding her hand and strangely I felt the jealousy start to subside. As I watched Gemma talking I couldn't help noticing her legs again and the shape of her arse under the tight material of her skirt. "Anyway he suggested we go out for dinner, at first I refused but after a while he convinced me, after all I was starving" We looked at each other, I thought I knew what was coming and how I should react but all I could think of was how beautiful she looked and how I wanted to run my hands all over her body. She looked at me somewhat puzzled but continued on. "We had some food over a couple of glasses of wine, I wasn't drunk so I have no excuse" She stopped again and looked at me and when I never reacted she continued. "We spoke about old times when he suddenly said how he missed me. I laughed it off but he looked towards me and said how sexy I was. I didn't know what to say. I reminded him he was married but he just shrugged and said he could never forget me" This time when she looked at me the tears were welling up again. I just stared at her, I looked her up and down, and I knew I should be going mad, at least feeling angry but all I could think of was how hot she looked. "Please say something" she begged. She realised I now understood what she was about to say and was waiting for me to go ballistic. All I could do was look at her, even now I could see her bra between two buttons of her blouse. She probably thought I was quiet and contemplating things but the truth was I was extremely turned on. I looked straight into her eyes, "Are you going to leave me for him?" "No, no of course not" she pulled me close to her and I could smell her perfume filling my nostrils "but I think you will want me to leave". It was my turn to pull back. I cupped her face in my hands and wiped a tear from her cheek. "Never" I smiled but my mind was clouded by images of her with this other man. Despite myself I could feel any lingering anger turning into a desire. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her close as I passionately kissed her. In doing so we fell sideways onto the bed and I ran my hands down her body and underneath the skirt which I pulled up revealing the tops of her stockings. I took her hand and placed it on my crotch which was now hardened and was pressing against my jeans. "I want you to tell me what happened next" I whispered as I nibbled her ear and then continued to kiss down her neck. Gemma tried to protest that she couldn't but I began unbuttoning her blouse and started to rub her breast through her bra whilst kissing her shoulders. My erection was now solid and she began to massage it. "Tell me" I said genuinely excited by the prospect. She continued rubbing me as she talked "As we sat there in the pub I felt his hand on my legs" she laughed gently "a bit like you do I suppose in the way he ran his hands up my thighs" "Did you protest?" I only asked the question to remain focused; I wanted to hear it all but I wanted to fuck her right then "I tried but he kissed me, I was so shocked" "But you liked it?" Again she paused but by this time I had undone all the buttons on her blouse and started kissing the tops of her breast. "Did you like it?" I asked again more firmly and then I put my tongue between her breast and the bra licking the nipple. She let out a low moan. "Yes" was all she managed. "What next?" "His hand wandered all over my thighs and he touched my knickers" "Were you wet?" This time there was no pause, she was enjoying me sucking on her breast as I had now undone her bra to expose her breast. She had undone my jeans and was now rubbing my cock through my boxer shorts "Yes but I had to stop him, you know how much I love it and people started to look" She moaned as I worked my way down kissing her stomach until I was able to lift her skirt around her waist and began kissing her thighs both above and below the stocking tops. Then I pulled her knickers to one side and I started licking her out. Her juices were flowing heavily and her moans became screams. After a few minutes she was pleading with me to stop as she wanted me inside her. I pulled her skirt down slightly to reveal the sexy thighs and I moved back to her eye level "Go on" I said "But I want you now" she panted "Tell me or we will end it now" I knew it was an empty threat but Gemma seemed less assured. "We got back into his car and he started to drive all the time he was rubbing me". I took her hand and shoved it into my shorts and she started to play with my erection. "I was so wet I couldn't help myself I had to touch him to" As she said this I nearly came myself with the image of her touching this other mans penis. "Go on" was all I managed. She removed my jeans and my boxers and she placed my cock near across her clit to pleasure herself simultaneously, "I undone his zip and I was rubbing him, we were both very aroused. He drove down some smaller roads where he asked me to pull out his cock out as we were driving. I did and he grabbed my head and moved me towards his lap. I knew what he wanted and been in the open in broad daylight was so exciting I wanted to taste him. So I lowered my head and began to suck him" "Show me" I said. She looked at me and then without question she put her mouth around my erection and began to suck. The sensation was bliss; I grabbed her head and began pushing her a bit further down on it each time. She even began to gag but I didn't care. In my mind all I could think of was this whore who had sucked another man. I could feel a bit a pre-cum rising out and I had to stop her. She gasped for air and gave a small cough as she began to recapture her breath "You are really turned on aren't you?" "Yes" I smiled loving the way she now looked like a dirty secretary. Her blouse was undone with her tits free of there retainer. Her hair was ruffled and her skirt was riding high enough for me to see the damp patch across her knickers. I motioned for her to take them off which she did. I again began sucking her nipples and this time I raised myself over her and placed my cock inside of her. "What next". Initailly she was unable to talk through the heavy breathes as I went deeper inside her. I stopped to regain some composure as I really did want to cum there and then. "He nearly crashed the car" she gave a small laugh at that "So he had to stop on a dirt track. He then started kissing me and playing with my boobs and rubbing me between my legs". I was close now; I could feel the tension building as I was closing in on my climax. I turned around so she was now on top whilst I let her feel me deep inside her giving me a few more minutes before I cum. Gemma too was close, I could see her motion getting me deeper inside her. My hands kept running up her stocking thighs and over her shapely arse. I needed to hear the rest "Then what" I asked above her moans "He asked me to suck him some more. I went down and sucked him. I could tell he was about to cum so I raised my head to rub him. He was already rubbing himself and he held my head so I couldn't move" Her movements were getting quicker and her breath more breathless. I knew I was about to come and so was she "He came all over my face" As she said this I also cum deep inside her and the extra sensation caused her to climax almost immediately too. We rolled over onto our sides exhausted. I could feel relief that my excitement was finally being relieved. I smiled at Gemma as she lay there. I pulled her close to me and kissed her. "What happened next" I asked. She looked at me as if wandering what our future now held now the arousal was gone "Nothing, the bastard just laughed as he cleaned himself up and gave me a bloody wet wipe" "Didn't he even get you off?" "No, I was so wet and I couldn't believe how selfish he was. I can't believe I jeopardised this for something so stupid" I couldn't help but laugh but Gemma still looked concerned. I leant forward to kiss her and give her a reassuring hug. "Don't worry I'm not going anywhere" "Really?" she asked seemingly surprised. "No way, you are so sexy" I said kissing her again "Besides you have given me a few ideas...." Girlfriend Knows Sexy Ch. 02 I would like to thank Louisa Taylor for editing this work. It had become a source of great frustration but she helped me out incredibly. This is part two of a continuing series so please check out Part One of 'Girlfriend Knows Sexy' for a backdrop to this. Girlfriend Knows Sexy Ch. 02 "Harder," Gemma said breathlessly as quietly as she could manage. I let Paul continue to rub her as I squeezed her breast. She pulled me close and kissed me. As she did so she suppressed a scream as she came. "Thank you," she whispered. She took Paul's hand away and moved it back onto her thigh. He was smiling like a Cheshire cat. "Give me a few minutes," she said playfully to him. As she sat there trying to compose herself she turned to me. "Would you get me another drink?" Instead Paul stood up. "I'll get these," he said. "What are you both drinking?" We gave Paul our order and he disappeared to the bar. "You are enjoying it then?" I grinned at Gemma. "I can't believe how powerful that orgasm was." She was still tingling from the experience. "I was wondering though, would you leave us together for a while?" "Yes sure. I can watch from a distance." She leaned in and kissed me again. "Thank you." Paul came back with the drinks and I made my excuses and left them alone. I went to the toilet and then stood at another darkened corner of the bar where I watched as Gemma again kissed Paul. I was horny as hell and wanted to come there and then but I knew it was impossible while stood up like that in an open bar. I watched as Paul touched Gemma breast and before long she was sat on his lap. I wanted to be closer to see it all but knew Gemma wanted to have a bit of privacy with him. "Where did your friends go?" I heard a familiar voice behind me. I looked around and there was Natasha sitting alone in the darkened corner. I smiled over at her. "No idea, think they have gone on for a curry or something. How about yours?" "They are dancing." "You not up for it?" "No," she laughed, "I bought new shoes and my feet are killing me." With that she lifted her legs to show me her shoes. Instead I followed her legs up to the dress which had risen higher up where she had sat down, exposing a pair of white panties underneath. She looked at me and laughed again. "Want to sit down?" I took one last look over to Gemma and Paul, they were kissing and laughing. "Sure," I sat down and she moved across to let me sit beside her behind the table. As it was in a slight alcove I could no longer see Gemma but she knew the taxi was booked for 3am. Natasha was working in a florist or something and we made some small talk for a while but before long we both knew what we wanted. "You like what you see then?" she said out of the blue. I was to horny to bother with trying to be a gentleman. "Yes, I do, you are sexy as fuck." She laughed. "Now that's subtle." With that she leant over to kiss me. It was sheer passion and seemed to last for several minutes. I felt her hand run over to my already stiff prick. She rubbed it firmly through the jeans. Then she undid the zip and put her hand inside. Meanwhile my hands were all over her body. My hands roamed to her breast. She groaned slightly as I squeezed them. Then my hands wondered down to her arse and across her thighs. Before long they were under her dress and searching for the side of her panties. I pulled them to one side and she gasped as I put two fingers inside her extremely wet fanny. She pulled away from our embrace and quickly looked around to see if there was anyone watching. There wasn't. "I want you," was all she said. "Let's go outside," I said feeling equally horny. She smiled, grabbed my hand and led me outside. Once there we looked for somewhere more discreet. There were plenty of people still milling about the streets after leaving the late night bars, wandering around, waiting for cabs. Natasha took my hand and led me up a narrow alley that ran between some shops, and then veered into yet another alley which opened up to what looked like wasteland, which was used as car parking for some of the shops during the daytime. I could here noise coming from about twenty yards in front of me and the recognised the low moans of a man and woman seemingly with the same idea as ourselves. It was dark and there was very little moon to give any light but as my eyes adapted I could just make out the shadowy outline of a young couple. His face was lost in her thighs as he was eating her out, whilst she was laid out on the floor enjoying the oral experience. We passed them with a few feet and I could see her breast was also exposed but Natasha just pulled me along to a darkened corner. Natasha smiled at me and pushed me against a wall and kissed me. I lifted up her dress and ran my hands over her arse and then put my hand inside her knickers where I played with her wet pussy. Her kiss became a bite as she withered in pleasure. Then she got down on her knees and undid my jeans. My member fell free of its restraint and the cool, night air felt good, gently cooling my hard cock. Natasha expertly took it in her mouth. Each movement was taking more until she was up to my balls. I was close, I had wanted to cum for so long and now it was nearly there. Suddenly she stopped and stood up smiling. "I want you too," she said. With that I pulled down her knickers hitched up her skirt and turned her so her back was then against the wall. Then I grasped her thighs and lifted her up positioning her so my cock was touching the entrance of her clit. I could smell her juices and my cock eased inside her. She was extremely wet and moaned as I pushed my stiff cock further inside her. Then I began to pump away. With each motion her screams began to rise. I knew I was going to cum quickly and with a lot of effort I tried to hold back so I could hopefully give her some pleasure too. She was as horny as me and before long she was moaning loudly drowning out the sounds of the other couple. I didn't care if anyone heard, I was going to cum. I pulled down the front of her dress, she wore no bra and I hungrily sucked on her nipples. They were large, puffy and sensitive as her moans became screams. Then I felt her shudder as she climaxed with one last yell of ecstasy. I knew I was close too but she stopped me. "You can't come in me," she said breathlessly, "I don't want to get pregnant." I was frustrated and I was carrying no protection. I knew she was right but I wanted her. I eased her to the ground, she jokingly complained of the stones digging into her but I didn't care, I had to feel my own release. I continued to pump inside her as I brought myself to the brink of climax. As I felt myself about to cum I pulled my cock out. She looked amazing, her lips smiling with a red shimmer of lipstick, her black hair blowing gently in the cool breeze. Her tits were exposed and her nipples were stiff. The skirt was almost around her waist and her white lacy knickers were more eminent against her tanned skin. Her thighs were toned and her legs shapely. She was the picture of beauty and as I took the whole image in my cock exploded shooting its pleasure all over her tits and face. After I cum I bent down and kissed her and then she did the most amazing thing. She told me to stand up and then she knelt before me and once more took my cock in her mouth and sucked it clean. When she finished she stood up and we embraced. "Now that was great," she said as she gently pulled away, looked me in the eye and kissed me once more. "You are amazing," I said as I gave Natasha one last hug before she straightened herself out. She smiled up at me. "You too," with that my phone went off. It was Gemma asking where I was. I moved away a few yards and then in a low voice I told her I would meet her outside. "I have to go." I felt a little guilty that I had to leave this beautiful woman here. "Was it your girlfriend?" she asked without emotion. Although caught off guard I simply tried to lie. "No it was one of the lads come back to make sure I was alright." Natasha laughed. "Its ok, I saw you come in with that oriental woman earlier. She is gorgeous." The game was up. "I'm sorry," was all I could say. "No need to apologise, I have had a good night and I hope you have too." She smiled once more then passed me a business card for a Floral Designers. "Here take this; it has my mobile on it and an e-mail if you ever want to get in touch." "Thank you," I said a bit unsure if it was wise. "Maybe your girlfriend will want to chat too." Now that was an idea. Girlfriend Knows Sexy Ch. 03 This is the third part of an ongoing story and is a direct follow-up to the previous chapter. It may be useful to read the other Chapters first. * It took a few minutes to get back to the club. More people were leaving so it took a few moments to locate Gemma. I eventually saw her chatting to one of the men she was dancing with earlier. "Hey gorgeous," I said as I approached, trying to behave as if nothing had happened. She turned around smiling, looking more than a little worse for wear. She put her arms around me and kissed me passionately. As the kiss ended she pulled back. "Where have you been?" "The lager has gone straight through me, I had to find somewhere to take a piss," I lied. Without questioning me further she turned to the man she had been talking to. "Mark, this is Derek," she said whilst slurring her words. He reached out his hand and I shook it. "Nice to meet you," I said and I turned to look at Gemma. He did the same and then we both looked back and started to laugh. "What's up with you two?" she asked genuinely puzzled. "Nothing," I said innocently "You had a good night I take it?" She laughed but then stumbled. Derek grabbed her arm to steady her and she hooked her arm around his. "Derek has invited us back to his for a drink, fancy it?" I looked over to him and he seemed embarrassed but he nodded to confirm he had made the suggestion. "Not sure you can drink anymore," I said light heartedly "Besides we have a cab booked." Derek looked up to me "It's not a problem; my flat is just a few minutes walk. You are both more than welcome." I looked at Gemma who gave me those pleading eyes that I could never resist. "Are you sure?" I asked. At this point I was feeling a little wary about this stranger but he seemed a decent enough bloke. He was the older of the two black men who were dancing with my girlfriend earlier in the evening. I remembered how he had rubbed himself against her as she danced and moved his hands up to her breast. It was all so erotic and despite my recent release I started to become aroused once more. Up this close I judged him to be twenty years of age. He was taller than me at about 5 feet 10 inches and he was well proportioned. He was wearing dark jeans and was wearing a tight fitting, light blue, short sleeved shirt which defined his tone muscles. He obviously worked out. "Sure it's not a problem, I would love for you and Gemma to come back," he said with a reassuring smile "I'm just waiting for Marcus to come back from the burger bar." "Marcus?" "Yeah, my cousin he's always eating" he said whilst laughing. The other guy I had seen earlier with Gemma came up behind Derek with a burger in his hand. Derek turned to introduce his cousin. "Marcus, this is Mark, Gemma's boyfriend." He waved his free hand towards me in acknowledgment. "They are coming back with us for a few drinks." "Cool," was all he managed to say as he scoffed the remainder of his burger. When he finished he turned to Gemma with a big smile and put a big arm around her waist. "Hey sexy are you coming back to ours then, maybe we can get that dance you promised us." Gemma laughed and hit his broad chest. He was broader than his cousin and was taller at about six foot tall but carrying a few more pounds that were obviously not all muscle. He was also wearing dark jeans with a dark turtle neck jumper which showed his large neck. He looked a couple of years younger than his cousin and the exuberance of youth and his size meant he gave me little thought when flirting with my girlfriend. Derek looked over to me to see my reaction of his cousin flirting. I looked back, shrugged and smiled to him to let him know it was fine. "Come on then lets go," said Derek. Gemma and Marcus took the lead. They were whispering and laughing as they walked side by side. His arm was wrapped tightly around her waist. "Hope you are okay with that?" Derek asked. He had walked up alongside me and was speaking in a hushed voice. "I can get him to back off if you want, just say the word." I re-evaluated Derek; although young he had a maturity about him which I found reassuring. "Its okay," I replied "She's enjoying herself and I'm guessing so is he. If it gets out of hand though I will let you know." "Of course," he said "I won't let anything happen that you don't agree with." We walked silently for a few moments. I watched as Marcus as he slid his hand down to Gemma's arse. She appeared not to notice. Derek again leaned his head towards in order to chat quietly. I wasn't sure if he wanted to talk or if it was to distract me from his cousin's actions. "Can I ask you something?" "Sure," I said still watching Gemma having her arse caressed. "I saw you watching Gemma on the dance floor earlier didn't I?" I was surprised he had even noticed but I looked at him and nodded. "So do you do this sort of thing often?" I looked at him quizzically, "What sort of thing?" He actually seemed embarrassed by his own question, "Don't worry about it," "It's okay, tell me." Again he looked away as if he had made a mistake in being so forward. "I meant do you let Gemma flirt with other men a lot?" I laughed out loud, "I really have little control over what Gemma does, I don't own her." He didn't smile but seemed to be thinking over his next question. "But you like it?" he asked seriously. I smiled again "I guess I do, do you?" This time it was Derek's turn to laugh. A little of the seriousness in his expression had disappeared. "You bet I do," this time we both laughed. This caused Gemma to swing around on Marcus's arm. "What are you two laughing at?" she asked while giggling. "Nothing much," I replied "Just looking forward to this dance of yours." She laughed as Marcus again caressed her rear. This time she broke away from him and as she staggered towards me she pointed her finger in a mocking fashion towards me. As she poked my chest she said "If you think I am dancing for you mister you have another think coming." Her oriental features were still stunning despite her present state. Her red lipstick and still shining making her lips seem even more kissable than usual. Her eyeliner gave her eyes an even wider look and her rosy coloured cheeks just exaggerated the almost doll like features. Her black bra was clearly visible underneath her lacy top which was exposed underneath her open jacket. Her shapely legs were made to make her look even taller in her stiletto heels and the black fishnet stockings which were underneath that short, black ruffled skirt which she knew always got me aroused. She then grabbed old of mine and Derek's arm leaving Marcus to follow us. We turned up an alleyway, for the few minutes we had been walking it had gradually got more quiet on the streets as we left the crowds behind. I saw Marcus behind me who, while he was obviously more drunk than his older cousin, was just staring at Gemma's arse. I decided to give him a thrill and moved my hand to the under edge of her skirt and lifted it to reveal the top of her fishnets and her black thong. She turned to scold me but I looked at her with a smile and she realised what I was doing and continued to talk to Derek. "That is so hot," I heard him say behind me "please show me again." This time we stopped and Gemma looked at me and nodded her consent. Derek who was unaware of what was happening broke off Gemma's arm as I again lifted her skirt to reveal her black thong. "Fuck me that is hot!" This time it was Derek's turn to let his jaw drop. "You are a sexy bitch." He looked up to apologise at his slip but Gemma just smiled at him. "Will you turn around please, I want to see the front," this time it was Marcus almost pleading. Gemma looked towards me. "Better ask the boss" she said without a hint of amusement. Marcus looked at me and despite his bulk he looked for the entire world like a young boy asking for sweets. I laughed "Sure," then I reached my hands around Gemma, took one last look around to see if anyone else was around and lifted the front of her skirt to reveal the front of the thong. It too was of a lacy material that was transparent and if closely examined you could make out the shape of her neatly trimmed bush. "Damn, I am seriously turned on" said Marcus. I knew exactly how he felt and Gemma must have felt my stiff cock pressing behind her. Almost without thought I slid my hand inside her knickers to touch her. She was going to object but before she could let out a sound I slid my finger deep inside her. Her head came back on instinct as she let out a low moan and we kissed passionately. As the kiss broke off Marcus had come to kneel before Gemma and was running his hands up and down her thighs whilst he watched my finger caress her clit. Derek not wanting to miss out also stood before Gemma and was moving his hands over her breast. At first cautiously until I gave him a look of approval at which point he leant forward to kiss them through the lacy material. The attention was driving Gemma wild and I felt her wetness increased dramatically. She leant forward to kiss Derek leaving me to grope her arse. Marcus took the opportunity to run his hands over her wet thong and he looked up to me and smiled at his appreciation. It occurred to me that despite all his bravado I wasn't sure he had been this close to a woman before. This time it was Derek's turn to moan as I saw Gemma undo his jeans and pulled out his stiffened cock. She laughed with delight as she slowly moved her hands up and down his dark shaft. His eyes were closed, enjoying the sensation of this older, oriental woman caressing his manhood with her petite hands and her well manicured nails. I was so hard I released my penis from its constraint and allowed it to rub against her bare behind. I looked over to see Marcus, who was now stood up, rubbing himself at the sight before him. I moved my hands to her top and raised it to reveal her black bra supporting her 36B breast. I slipped my hand inside as she again let out a purring sound, whether this was for me or Derek I was unsure. Marcus had cum in no time but was watching the sight before him. Then without warning a loud bang and cheering from further down the alley brought us out of our passion fuelled hypnosis. "I think we ought to get to my flat," said Derek grinning as the voices of noisy revellers could be heard somewhere closing in behind us in the alley. We started walking and tried to straighten ourselves out whilst on the move. Suddenly Marcus laughed, "Fuck me, that was so wild," he laughed out loud. Pretty soon we were all laughing as we moved faster towards our destination of the flat. Within a few minutes walk we were soon stood outside a modern apartment complex with a brightly lit foyer. We entered the lift and I smiled towards Gemma who I knew to be as excited as I was. I could also see Marcus brushing his hand against her thigh. Then a woman's voice told us we had arrived at the eighth floor and we got out of the lift into another sparkling bright corridor. All the doors looked the same as Derek led the way until finally stopping outside his door. He produced a key and we entered into what looked like a very expensive apartment. "Wow, "was all Gemma could say as she looked around. The apartment was spotless with huge 50 inch plasma in one corner of the lounge. A large, leather, corner sofa faced the T.V. whilst in the corner opposite T.V. was an expensive looking hi-fi. Marcus grabbed the T.V. remote control and turned on a music channel that was showing some R 'n' B videos, then placed his feet on the large coffee table that sat in front of the couch. "Crikey, do you rob banks for a living or something?" I asked only half joking. "Nah, nothing like that," Derek said laughing as he disappeared into another room at the rear of the lounge and then reappeared with a couple of bottles of beer. I guessed that the other room was his kitchen. "I'm a computer programmer." "Bloody hell I'm in the wrong line of work," I said as I tapped his bottle with my own. Gemma was staring out of the window where she could see the city centre spread out below her. "Gemma, would you like a drink?" Derek asked. Gemma turned around and innocently replied "I have had far too much to drink already." Derek laughed and Marcus looked up from his viewing of the television and patted the sofa to entice her to sit next to him. "One more won't hurt though," Marcus said looking mischievously towards my girlfriend and then across to his cousin. Derek then turned to look at me and I just laughed. "Yeah go on babe just one more," I said encouragingly. "Ah ok then," she said as she unsteadily made her way to sit next to where Marcus had motioned almost collapsing, not on the chair but on his lap. "Do you have any wine?" "Sure and Derek again disappeared into the kitchen as Gemma draped her arms around Marcus's neck, who was clearly enjoying all the attention. I grabbed the seat at the opposite end of the sofa. When she landed on Marcus her skirt had ridden up so her stocking tops were just visible. Marcus wasted no time in running his hand up and down her legs. He went in to kiss her but she turned away so he ended up kissing her neck. She looked straight at me as he was nuzzling her neck and she mouthed the words "Are you okay?" At this moment I realised she wasn't as drunk as she was making out. I smiled and nodded my approval. Derek came out of the kitchen with wine in hand and placed it on a large coffee table in front of her. As Gemma reached over to pick up her wine she used it as an excuse to get off Marcus's lap but then returned with wine in hand to sit besides him. When Marcus again went to touch her she motioned towards her drink as if she might spill it at any moment. Before Derek could sit don there was another knock at the door. Marcus looked towards his cousin quizzically but Derek just shrugged and went to open the door. "Hey bro," said a mystery voice "I hope you don't mind but me and Lisa were out and was hoping we could crash here" "Your timing is impeccable," was Derek's jovial reply "No worries, anytime." With that we heard footsteps coming closer and the door shutting behind. Derek appeared with another couple who seemed surprised to see so many people in the room. "Gemma, Mark, this is my brother Justin and his girlfriend Lisa." They both came over to shake our hands and Justin then gave Marcus a hug as Lisa kissed him on the cheek. I looked over to Gemma who was obviously feeling as awkward as I was. Justin and Derek shared many similar features with Justin being slightly shorter and obviously did not work out as much as his brother. He looked a little younger and he was wearing black trousers and a shirt that was undone to reveal a vest top below. His girlfriend looked to be about eighteen and she was wearing a short denim skirt which showed of a fine pair of legs in a pair of knee high boots with long, pointed heels which she did not seem to have full control over. She was also wearing a tight, vest top which hugged her breast to reveal a large pair of what I would have guessed to be a least a 'D' cup beneath a short jacket. They had both obviously been drinking and Lisa threw her jacket onto an empty space on the sofa and sat down to chat to Gemma. It was like they had been friends for ages rather than recent strangers and within moments they were giggling and laughing together. Derek had disappeared into the kitchen with his brother and came out with a bottle of beer for him and a glass of wine for Lisa. He then motioned the girls to move up to allow him to sit next to Marcus so they could chat. I could tell Marcus wanted to object but could not find the words. As I watched Lisa talking to my girlfriend I couldn't help but stare as her legs parted slightly. I could feel myself becoming aroused as I could see a white, lacy pair of knickers shining like a beacon against her dark, brown skin. Derek came and sat alongside me. "What do you think of the view then?" I was embarrassed that my voyeurism had been so obvious but he just laughed and tapped his bottle against mine once more. "Only fair after what you have let us do," he said winking. Before long we were all laughing and relaxing as more drinks flowed. Derek had lowered the lights to better suit the mood and there was electricity in the air. Marcus was using any excuse to touch Gemma although she had now moved alongside Derek for more protection. I found myself between Lisa and Justin who it turned out was high school sweethearts and despite there eighteen years of age seemed like a loving couple. Marcus decided that as we were all such good friends that we must all have a shot of Zambuka which he had obtained from the kitchen along with six shot glasses. Despite the weakened protest we all did a shot. This went on for a while until finally he insisted on another shot which we all refused except Justin who was obviously enjoying himself. Marcus leant over towards Gemma with a shot he had poured for her. She pushed him away saying she had drank to much already, as she was already on a third glass of wine and the two shots from earlier. It was at this point that Marcus chanted; "Forfeit, forfeit, forfeit," a call that was taken up by Justin. Gemma clung on tight to Derek's arm as if looking for solace with her legs curled up on the sofa with her shoes kicked off in front of her. "Derek, tell them," she said in her best little girls' voice. He laughed and shook his head and joined in the chant. "Forfeit, forfeit...." she looked across to me and I just laughed and also joined in. Finally she yelled "Okay," over the noise. "What is it you want?" Before Marcus could speak Derek interrupted "I want you to dance again," he said with a gleam in his eye "Like you promised." Gemma blushed and shook her head. Justin took up the call this time, "Dance, dance, dance," which surprisingly Lisa followed and before long the chant filled the room. "Okay, okay," she said as she unsteadily put on her shoes. There was a large open space behind the couch where Derek directed Gemma to go. We all knelt on the sofa to watch the performance. Marcus went to the hi-fi and selected a song. Before long the introduction started. I recognised it immediately as the song I had seen her dancing to in the club earlier in the evening. She smiled and slowly closed her eyes as her head went back. At one point I though she might fall over but she regained her balance and started swaying to the beat. I looked across to Lisa who looked back and smiled whilst her boyfriend Justin's gaze was transfixed on my girlfriend. As the tempo picked up her hips swayed revealing even more of her legs, as her skirt gained momentum going side to side. Her bra stood out behind the lacy black top, as the holder lifted her breast up and closer together. I watched as she lowered herself down, skirt riding up her thighs with her hands combing her hair and moving her hand down to her lips. She then repeated the motion with more vigour this time causing her skirt to ride up revealing her creamy thighs above the top of her fishnet stockings. I could hear Justin inhale a breath as he watched obviously excited by what he saw. Then Derek crossed over to where Gemma was dancing and placed his hands on her hips. She smiled at him as he moved his hands behind her skirt and lifted it revealing her lacy black thong. His hands moved all over her bear arse as he gyrated with her in time to the music. Again I looked towards Lisa, this time she was looking at Justin although he was completely unaware. She turned and caught me staring down at her legs and smiled. I turned back to watch Gemma grab Derek's crotch, I could see her rubbing him through his jeans. As she continued to dance she undid his buttons and slid her hand inside. He groaned in pleasure as she continued to rub. I could see Marcus rubbing himself against the sofa but before long he went up to dance behind Gemma straight away running his hands up to her breast. Gemma then took out Derek's cock and was rubbing it intently, with one hand whilst the other reached behind to feel Marcus's obvious excitement. To his credit Marcus managed to get her top off in one fluid motion causing her to release the two men but for an instant. Without looking she was trying to undo Marcus's fly but he guided her to her goal and he brimmed with pride as she touched his hardened member. Girlfriend Knows Sexy Ch. 03 I heard Lisa bickering with Justin behind me then I saw her get up to join in with the so called dancing. She too swayed in time to the music and went down allowing her skirt to ride up revealing her white lacy knickers. Marcus who was obviously to drunk to care then moved behind her to rub himself against her. She glanced over her shoulder towards Marcus then smiled as she then looked directly at Justin. He looked unimpressed, and then with a snarl he got up and walked straight past his girlfriend to take Marcus's place behind Gemma. I watched Justin grab my girlfriend's breasts and released them from their restraints. Derek looked hungrily at them and sucked on her nipple. Justin moved around and started sucking on the other. Marcus looked over at what he was missing out on completely ignoring Lisa who just looked on horrified that she was getting no attention. Gemma loved it and soon Marcus had lifted her skirt and was removing her thong which she stepped out of. Then Derek reached down between her legs and inserted two fingers under the skirt. I knew she was Cumming almost immediately as I heard her screams. The orgy stopped as she recollected herself then she smiled at Justin undid his trousers and went down to suck him. Lisa looked on and I was surprised to see her not upset, but fascinated. I chanced myself and reached over the sofa and grabbed her waist to pull her closer. She didn't object. After a few minutes I moved my hands over to her breast. A low sigh escaped her as she turned her head to try and kiss me. Derek looked over "Lisa will you look after my guest please?" it was not really a question. Justin looked up from his excitement but before he could object Derek glanced towards Gemma and said "Any objections?" Gemma's tongue was expertly working its magic and even if he wanted to he could make little sound, other than that of pleasure. Lisa came over to my side of the sofa and kissed me hard on the lips. For my part I lifted her top over her head to reveal a white bra containing her enormous breast. I immediately kissed the top of her mounds then pulled down the material to reveal a large, circular, puffy nipple which I sucked. She groaned in delight. I run my hands up her smooth, dark, chocolate thighs and continued until my hand was under her skirt. With both hands I pulled down her knickers, she raised her arse off the couch to help in their removal. As I pulled them over her legs I tried to drink in all that I was seeing of her. I pulled them slowly over the boots which I had no intention of removing. Her legs were slightly apart giving me an unrestricted view of her perfectly trimmed pussy. Even now I could see it glistening in anticipation. Once her knickers were off I slid my hand back along her boots, up to her legs and under the skirt. I needed to feel just how wet she was. She hitched up her skirt and opened her legs further and I duly obliged by going down to taste her pussy juice. She tasted so good and as my tongue explored deeper, I felt her shudder and more juice was released due to the small orgasm she just had. I continued licking, wanting to sup all the juices from within her, nibbling at times, tongue working swiftly, sometimes deep within, other times just on the edge of her clit. Occasionally I would slow it down and even stop just to blow on her pussy lips but she grabbed my head and pulled it tight against her wanting more. As the intensity grew I could feel her getting more excited and soon she let out a scream as an almighty orgasm rocked through her body. I guess Justin had never done this to her before. She pulled me up and kissed me tenderly and for an instant I could see a deep attraction within her eyes. I managed to glance over to Gemma who seemed to have the three men lined up and was taking each in turn to suck them for a few minutes before moving to the next. Then I felt Lisa reach inside my own jeans and released my erection. She looked at me, smiled and then went down to suck me. This was her area of expertise. She rubbed it whilst taking it further and further in her mouth. As she got to my balls she took it out and rubbed whilst her tongue licked the end of my cock. Then again she repeated as she took it all in her mouth. It was driving me wild and by the third occasion she was licking the pre-cum off my manhood with some of the liquid stringing from my cock to her red lips. I knew I was about to explode but I wanted to hold on a little longer. I lifted her up and kissed her before leading her to the coffee table so I was facing Gemma who was now on her back with Derek about to enter her. I heard her moans as Derek slid in then she turned to Justin to her left who was kneeling down and she took his cock in her mouth. Marcus was in the exact same position opposite his cousin, playing with himself as he looked at Gemma's body sprawled out before him, waiting for his turn. I bent Lisa over the table; Justin looked over with something between shock and excitement on his face as I put my fully erect cock into Lisa's arse. She yelped at first but then relaxed. I held Justin's gaze as I slowly inserted myself deeper into her. I leant forward lifting up her hair as I kissed her neck whilst my other hand fondled her tits. Then I moved my hand to her clit which I started to rub as I pounded her rear. Justin just stared as his girlfriend screamed and again came but I just carried on with the steady rhythm. I told Lisa to look up as Gemma was about to take Justin's cock in her mouth once more. At first she refused but then with dawning fascination she looked up to watch. I knew she was getting excited as she pressed herself more firmly against me wanting it harder. My hands again went to her tits and I showed Justin what he was missing. The excitement got too much for him and he shot his load straight into the face of Gemma who still continued to suck him clean. Marcus too shot his load this time over Gemma's tits whilst Derek also withdrew just in time as he cum just about everywhere. Now it was my turn. I turned Lisa around and sat her on the table. She was so wet I slid in easily. I was amazed but she seemed ready to cum again as I pumped away inside her, sucking her nipples as I did so. Just as I cum she let out the loudest scream so far and we collapsed on the table exhausted. Then we laughed and I looked into her hazel eyes and smiled. "Thanks for looking after me so well," I managed breathlessly. "My pleasure."