The very next day, Ronnie and I met Laura at the foot of The Mound and I introduced them to each other. I noticed that when Ronnie kissed Laura, he used his tongue, the same as he did with me. I felt a bit jealous, especially as Ronnie held Laura's hand as well as mine while we walked along to the shops. But he was very attentive to me as well, and joined both of us in the Changing Room while we tried on lots of stuff – and his decision was final on any outfits we wore for his inspection. We went into about a dozen clothes shops and Ronnie carried all our bags. And then we went back to the Hotel for the last time, cause we were moving into the House in The Braid Hills which would be our home.
It was funny leaving the Hotel where so much had happened, but Laura and I were excited about our new house, which turned out to be very swanky. “Let's Christen it, said Ronnie, poring some drinks for the three of us, and we started to Party. Ronnie put on some new records, stuff Laura and I hadn't heard before, which Ronnie said was all going to be on TOTP tonight. I'd lost all track of the days and hadn't realised we had been together for a week. I was to go home the next day and wouldn't see Ronnie again till Friday night, so we had a lot of shagging to do and not a lot of time for it. That evening, Boris came round with Vikki and his driver, Yuri. I felt a bit sorry for Yuri– he did a lot of work and didn't seem to get much fun, so I asked Ronnie if I could cheer him up.
“Course you can, Lassie, the guy's got a real hang-dog look about him, I don't suppose he gets a lot of perks from Boris – them Rooskies usually scoop up all the crumbs, so not much will fall Yuri's way. Use your wiles and put a smile on the poor bloke's face.
Yuri looked a bit nervous when I asked him if he'd like to see over the house, but allowed me to lead him upstairs to the bedrooms. I took him into what was to be mine. There were seven rooms of different sizes and mine had the best view, though I didn't expect many people to come in here for the view out! They'd be more interested in the view they would get of me!
I had to tell Yuri to sit down and then I did a little strip for him. Ronnie had been giving me some advice on how to undress – it was far more complicated than I'd have ever thought possible – and he thought I could become an 'Exotic dancer' if I put my mind to it. He said I was fluid in my movements and that was how you could pick out a born dancer from a trained one. Anyway, once Yuri realised that he could relax and enjoy himself, he literally got Stuck In! He was rather a strapping chap, in his late twenties or early thirties I guessed, and did a lot of work for Boris, not just driving, though that was his main job, cause Boris had lost his licence a couple of years ago and without Yuri, he'd be quite stymied!
And once he got his head, or all three heads, cause we all sucked him off at different times, and the swapping about got going – and there were threesomes as well – Yuri proved to have better staying power than Boris or Ronnie. He seemed to be pounding away at one of us, even when the two older guys were watching the footie on TV while their tired cocks had a nap. But they got up after a bit and joined in.
There wasn't any bondage or other stuff that night, just regular blow-jobs and fucking and me and the other two girls got quite messy with the guys spunk. I learned quite early in my life that I could identify a Man by his Cock and Balls, but also by the taste of his sperm – some was sweet and some sour – well, not so much sour but a bit like red wine after white. Some guys were almost spicy and I suppose that had something to do with their diets. Also some guys just shot the once, then squeezed out a few extra drops. Others could spurt a real load, in several bursts. I remember Laura saying that the best thing about being a woman was that afterwards, when the guy had gone and you were on your own, you could still have a load of his cum inside you, whether it had gone up your See You Next Tuesday or your arse, or down your throat. At the time I thought she was just a bit dippy, but thinking about it later, it felt quite philosophical – but of course, if you got pregnant, that would be a real after-effect of being filled up with his cum. From life comes life (from the woman's egg and the guy's sperm) – Laura quite often said things quite casually that later gave me a lot to think about.
Laura and I were quite alike in a lot of ways – we were about the same height and build, sometimes we exaggerated the similarities and told Men that we were Twins. They would try to guess which of us was the older. A lot of guys got turned on at the idea of fucking a pair of twins. I don't really know why. But then, there's a lot about Men that I found quite unusual. Obviously, they all have a preference for how they fuck you. Who is on top, who is the active one, whether they prefer your mouth, your arse or your see You Next Tuesday. Whether they want to Cum inside or out. It's amazing how many guys want to shoot their load on your back, your buttocks, your belly, all over your bush, or your breasts, or, of course your face. We had a room set aside for Bukkake, with a washable floor and walls and with various washable cushions and things, a bit like you can find in a gym or soft play area. I suppose there's a lot of Power or Control issues, even Woman-hating in some cases. Just the fact that a girl is sitting or kneeling on the floor and a bunch of guys are standing around her, either getting a bit of a suck followed by wanking, or just the wanking, and then all shooting off over the girl, onto her face, in her hair, all over her body. Then you get the ones who like to piss on the girl, her body and face, into her mouth. I know a lot of people find that disgusting, but I certainly didn't. I would never, ever, let it happen to me now – my days and nights of men are history – but at the time I enjoyed it as part of my education and actually piss doesn't usually taste bad. Like cum it is affected by what they guy has been eating or drinking.
None of us got much sleep that night. We watched TOTP – all entangled on the great big sofa. Jimmy was on and introduced the discs Ronnie had played for us earlier. That was really exciting for the three of us girls and Ronnie said we could each take one of the 45s home with us.
I got quite glum about going home: Yuri was going to drive Laura and me in the morning and Ronnie said that he and I should have some time to ourselves and the others were ok with that, In the morning I found that Yuri had slept with Laura and Boris with Vikki as usual.
But I didn;t get much sleep at all. Ronnie had been snorting some white powder and was also taking something that prolonged his erections, so he had a really magnificent hard-on that lasted hours, so he fucked me with abandon and we didn't get top sleep till after 5am. God – I couldn't say I was drained, because I had been pumped so full of Ronnie's spunk that I thought I could feel it sloshing about in different parts of me.
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