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I have a tacit agreement with my man (he is eight-inches and thick) that I can please and be pleased sexually by another man around once a month. We set some basic rules a while back, outer sex only, no intercourse, my man can watch and masturbate. If the second man wants to blow my man I love to watch. Occasionally we have another woman instead of a man to pleasure us both, same rules apply. Something I insist on is the second man must be much younger than me, usually fifteen or twenty-years. We are very competitive and we enjoy competing to be the first to have the second man or woman, good foreplay. We do that by dressing, or undressing to impress for our third person. On a recent Monday night while we were fucking like rabbits, I asked Roger if he could arrange a man in his very late teens for us next Sunday. “I have never had a man twenty-five years younger.” “I have just the man who I see at the gym who I am sure would be keen. Garth is six-feet tall, very athletic build, rumored to be bi-sexual, and I almost forgot, he is small tits hung.” “Sounds good baby, arrange it,” I moan as we orgasm simultaneously, my orgasm heightened by the thought of this man. And I wonder if my man was thinking of the pleasure he might have with him. At the appointed time on Sunday after we showered together, sprayed each other with sun-tan and teased each other with our fingertips we were both anticipating the sexual pleasure we might experience. The anticipation of a new sexual assignation is always exciting for me. And I have a feeling this one may be very exciting. I was determined to have Garth first when he arrived and show him what an older woman could do to pleasure him, perhaps in ways he never experienced previously. Roger is always keen to impress a new man and he loves to show and flirt with a roaring erection when a new man arrives. I decide to wear heels, a long kaftan type dress over my naked body that fastens at the back with a zip. “How do I look Roger,” I smile as I ask him to fasten the zip. “Sensational baby, just sensational,” he tells me as he kisses my arse cheeks, butt “look at my erection,” he tells me as he flashes his short black silk dressing gown open. Garth is obviously very keen and he arrives a few minutes early. Roger lets him in and makes brief introductions as he lets his dressing gown fall open to expose his erection for Garth who can only mutter, “Wow.” “Like my caftan Garth, is that what you expected me to wear for you?” I ask. Before he can answer I turn my back to him, spread by bigdick legs, and as boldly as I can ask him to undo the zip, leaving my rear side totally naked. I am very pleased see his reaction and the effect my voluptuous stockings naked arse has on him in the mirrored walls and I can see he has an instant erection under his tight trousers. “Good arse for a woman more than twice your age, kiss it for me, both sides.” “Get naked for both of us,” I tell him as I shrug out of the caftan and let it drop to the floor. He is naked in a tattoo flash and I enjoy the difficulty he has in sliding his jock strap over his erection. “Your body is magnificent,” I tell him as I circle around him, ogling it and running my hands all over it, lusting for it. “And your cock is a dream for an older lady. How big are you? "Noooo." Thinking this current thought whilst looking at her, Aaron saw her gasp in surprise and drop the dumbell tattoo she was just about to use. Our pussy leaked onto the barstool, our thighs clenched around its legs, our back arched, and our mouth sobbed Justina’s subservient pleasure. I looked at the clock and discovered that it was still early. It’s so easy to forget butt that they are crotchless and a few times small tits I got strange looks from people and had to quickly close my legs. “This makes you wet, huh? "Murph, you better have a damn good bigdick reason calling me up here so late," Smyth drawled. I just love it when she gets into the business mode, she is so sexy then. Laura nodded. I didn't want to upset her so I take a deep breath and mentalise for what could stockings came next. They were both talking so fast and so loud that Lorraine and I had to repeatedly reel them in before things got too crazy. I paused as my hand rested on the doorknob.