Emma in Control

University was a great time for me. Staying away from home forced me to make friends and make friends I did. We learned a lot, of course, but we drank a lot, partied a lot, smoked a bit of weed and had fun. English university life is a play hard, work hard environment. Many late Friday nights a mixed group of us would be crammed into someone's flat munching pizza, drinking beer and wine and smoking. The atmosphere was very sexually open and most of us guys had screwed at some time with most of the girls.

The extended group totalled about 14 but at any one time there would be 8 or 10 of us lolling about on the floor, groping a bit and kissing too. It wasn't the first time that one or two couples would actually have sex in front of the others and many a time it would end up as a threesome or even foursome. It just went naturally.

We guys while never actually doing anything gay, would think nothing of handling a mate's cock as he pushed it into one of the girls. Once I double fucked a girl with one of my mates and the sensation of his cock rubbing against mine as we fucked was absolutely awesome. He shot in her and pulled out and I finished off inside here sliding on his cum. The feeling was something I'll never forget.

In those days, I never really looked at any of my mates and wanted to go to bed with them but I did get turned on watching them have sex and having a threesome with a mate as the third party. Watching a guy having sex and witnessing him while he is hot and horny is an amazing experience. I wouldn't say I had never dreamed of one to one with a guy but only in my wanking dreams.

Real life is not like that though and once you move out of these teen promiscuous years conscience takes over. Girls want relationships and don't want sex until they are sure you are the one. Guys get coy about showing their hard cock in front of mates and everyone worries about how much they drink and the possibility that they might get caught with weed. For me, sex life in my twenties was boring. I longed for the open sex, the orgies and girls who willingly talked about how horny they were.

I was still single, living in a nice little flat, occasional girlfriend and now 24. One night while horny and raking around on the internet, I came across a swinger's site. Now swingers had never appealed to me. I preferred singles rather than being the extra to a couple but one ad looked really tasty. She was 22 and he was 28. She looked way too attractive to be trying to find anonymous sex and he was a heck of a lot better looking than I was. I couldn't work out what they wanted that they couldn't get elsewhere but I sent off a message and a picture.

The ad was quite simple: "Couple in serious relationship want to meet single young guy with no inhibitions and happy to explore his bisexual side. Emma has an exceptional sex drive and Martin needs help to fulfil it. Guys around our own age please and must we willing to explore new areas and have no hang-ups."

Ok, so I was horny and when it's late at night you would shag the nuns in a convent so I sent of a suitably horny message.

Two days later, I received a reply along with two pictures. One had Emma sitting on the bed with her legs wide open and her shaved cunt exposed. She looked younger than her 22 years. The second had her sucking Martin's cock. I was told it was 6 inches and uncut and she looked as though she was enjoying it. I had a few from my college days so I sent of a picture of me naked and one of my cock entering one of my girlfriends from that era.

We decided not to meet for sex but to meet for a drink and a quiet wine bar in town was chosen. She was easy to spot. Slim with a short skirt and dark tights her blonde hair was cut short and her blue eyes seemed to smile at me as I entered the bar. She waved a warm and welcoming. Martin was just heading back from the bar with two glasses of wine as I walked up. He was and looked older than her. Around three inches short of six feet and very much a man to her girl, he had hair coming out of the top of his t-shirt, shaved hair, and designer stubble. He was quite muscular and didn't look at all like the sort of guy that would even contemplate someone playing with his girl, or even worse, harbouring bisexual thoughts about him.

His handshake almost took my hand off.

"Olly," I said. "I'm leased to meet you."

"Oh so are we," cooed Emma, "Aren't we Martin?"

Martin smiled, looked at his glass and said, "Wine or beer?"

I chose wine.

After 20 minutes or so of niceties we slowly got around to sex.

Emma had gone to the toilet and Martin started to talk.

"Emma has been driving this. We joined the site a few months ago but as yet have not found anyone, or perhaps we've not had the courage to meet anyone. I think that perhaps Emma doesn't get full satisfaction from our sex unless we are fantasising and we do that a lot. I won't tell you what we talk about but she has some pretty clear ideas about how she wants turned on. I'm not badly equipped downstairs, if you know what I mean, but there are two themes running through Emma's wish list. One is young guys and more than one if possible, and the other is a big cock in her. I believe you are quite well endowed Olly?"

I nodded as I saw Emma returning.

"You ever done a gang bang?" she asked as she sat down, almost as though her brain had been working while she was in the toilet.

"Sort off," I said telling them all about our mini-orgies.

"You ever done a guy?" she then asked.

I explained quite honestly what I have already told you all earlier in this story.

"God you're cute and exactly what we're looking for," Emma said. "Isn't he Martin?"

Martin looked slightly embarrassed as he said, "Yes."

I loved their candour.

"I have another confession," Emma said. "Since Martin had done all that stuff when he was at school, I have this fantasy about being in the middle of a gang bang with young straight virgin teens who all want to fuck me and cum on me. Even better if they have girl friends who want to join us."

"If only," I thought. "That's going to be a tough one!"

"One thing at a time Emma," said Martin looking distinctly embarrassed, "you'll scare Olly off."

"Not likely," I said as I adjusted my cock.

Emma noticed and smiled.

"Fancy coming back to our place?" asked Emma.

Since my cock was struggling to find a way out of my pants, I agreed.

The flat was in a block of six and was on the top floor. There were two bedrooms and two bathrooms so I was offered a towel and set off to shower. I was thankful to be able to freshen and was pleased they were doing the same as I love to think that no part of the body is out of bounds during sex.

I will tell you a bit about the ensuing sex if only to help describe Emma and Martin in more detail.

When we were all clean and partially still undressed from showering, Emma took the lead, kissing Martin, who again looked slightly awkward. Again I realised that Martin looked as straight as a guy could be. He had a couple of tattoos, one on each arm and he was firmly built though not quite stocky. Emma, in contrast almost looked like she was in her late teens due to her slight frame. As her breasts came into view courtesy of Martin's handiwork, though small, like a young girl they stood out firmly and beautifully shaped with no droop at all. She was heating up even more than he was.

I slipped off my trousers and in my Armani whites, walked over to them. As I stood beside them, Emma's hands gripped the front of my pants.

"Ooh, just what I'm looking forward to," she said.

We all slid clothes off until we were naked. Martin was quite hairy across the chest and legs. His balls were tight to the body and his stiff cock looked to be a little above 6 inches long but quite slim. It wasn't that small but I think I was beginning to understand what Emma was craving!

My dick is a fraction under 8 inches and thicker than most so when Emma saw it she dropped to her knees and took it in her mouth. This girl was definitely self-motivated.

Poor Martin looked at me and shrugged his shoulders as if to say, "What can I do?"

I held her head as she bobbed on my cock. Martin stood behind her rubbing his dick on her shoulders, his pre-cum dripping on her as he did so. He may not have been showing much action but he looked randy enough to pop his nuts just watching her.

When she stood, she dragged me by the cock to the bedroom with Martin following along.

I realised that if I didn't do something, he was going to end up a spectator so I said to her, "I want to see you two fuck first."

She stopped, almost disappointed and then pulled Martin to her, pushing him down on the bed and started her oral exercises on his cock. He loved it and he quickly asked her to slow down. She then climbed on top of him and straddled him lowering herself down on to his cock. It wasn't the first time in my life I had ever seen two people have sex but it was still exciting. I stroked my cock and watched as his cock easily disappeared into Emma. She rode up and down on him and as she did, I went forward and standing on the floor behind her put my arms to her front and gently stroked her tits and tweaked her nipples. I kissed her shoulders and looking down at poor Martin he was obviously trying hard not to cum.

It was Martin who stopped it as he was close to emptying his balls. I got the feeling that, much as Emma had enjoyed, my larger cock is what she really wanted. When Martin slid from under her, she lay on the bed sideways and lifted one leg obscenely exposing her wet cunt to us both.

"Fuck me Olly," she said.

I slid a rubber over my cock and positioned myself behind her so that Martin could watch easily. I gently probed my rigid cock against her entrance and it slid in with little effort. She was wet and hot and I was soon fucking her with ease, Martin kneeling on the floor close to her and wanking his dick as he watched his lover being fucked by a stranger. Any reluctance I had seen in his face earlier was gone as he discovered the delights of seeing his lover being defiled by another man.

If Emma had been noisy earlier, she was positively screaming now as my cock was forced into her. I realised that she couldn't have had an orgasm with Martin because when she did, her bucking and screaming must have deafened the neighbours. Martin edged closer still watching my cock slide in and out. He was mesmerised.

"Lick me Martin," she said.

"Ugh, how?" he replied.

"With your fucking tongue," she said.

He leaned further towards the action and Emma grabbed the back of his head and pushed it between her legs. I felt his tongue lapping against my cock as he tried to slide it into her along with my cock. If I was hot before, this perversion pushed me straight over the edge and I pumped my cum into her hammering my full weight against her as I did. She came, or perhaps just continued to cum as I did so but when I slid my cock out, the massive load dangling at the end, she quickly turned and took Martin's cock in her mouth sucking him frantically. The poor guy was so far gone that he was ready in around 30 seconds. He pulled his cock from her mouth and started to shoot. I hadn't seen many men cum but this guy definitely should have been in the Guinness Book of Records. For such a small cock, the thin, creamy fluid came out in fast jets spraying over her face, hair, mouth, neck and the bedding. I figured there were around 9 or 10 forceful jets before he calmed down to the final trickle.

"Does he always cum like that?" I asked her.

"Usually," she replied, drying the excess with a handy towel. "Well guys," she continued, "that was bloody awesome. What should we do next time?"

As we sat around with a glass of wine afterwards, Emma confessed that Martin was getting a little worried about her increasing desire to try new things.

"He loves me, don't you darling? The trouble is that I just want to try more and more new things and today's little session has got me so hungry. I could do it all again right now."

Martin again looked sheepishly at me but I realised I had a hot little chick here that might take me back to the horny little sod I was at college and perhaps beyond so I said to her, "I'll go wherever you want to take me!"

"Really?" she said with an evil look in her eye. "Martin, you heard him so you're a witness!"

This was said tongue in cheek but she meant it and poor Martin had a "rabbit in the headlights" look about him!

It was a week later when she phoned, "Hi Olly, how's your cock?"

"Ready, willing and able," I said.

"Good, as the young lad across the street is having his 18th birthday party on Friday and his parents are going away for the weekend. We're invited and I want him to fuck me!"

"So why tell me?" I asked.

"Cos you and Martin and going to get him going and lead him to me. I have a plan."

This was a little odd to me. All I wanted was another shag and now I was going to be a pimp and for an adolescent kid as well.

"And what does Martin say?" I asked.

"He won't mind when I tell him," she said. "The lad has the hots for me but he's way too worried cos I have a partner and I know his mum but as I say, I have a plan!"

I was now curious and I had to admit, I had enjoyed being a spectator when Martin screwed her so I agreed. What I couldn't work our was how the heck she was going to walk in to a party and say to the neighbour's kid, whose mother was a friend of hers, "fancy a shag," and get it.

I called round on the Friday of the party at around 8.00pm and Emma explained.

"The kid has been giving me the eye for a few years and gets all flustered if either Martin walks in or I respond by smiling at him. For the last few months I have been giving him little glimpses of my panties when I sit down, or a bit of tit when I accidentally on purpose let the strap on my top slip. My idea is that we all go as the adults to the party, you and Martin make sure he has a few drinks in him and then you let slip that you have been giving me the eye and hope for a shag tonight when Martin's not looking. Martin, on the other hand will tell him that he's not too fussed if I sleep around as long as I go back to him. That should get him hot. I have the key to his parent's locked den. If we head there I have a feeling he will follow for a glimpse at what is going on. That's when Martin catches him and pushes him into the room. If we don't catch him, we'll get one of his friends. I know what horny kids are like at these parties."

There seemed to be too many bits that could go wrong but as Emma had been stroking my cock during the conversation, I was ready for it.

"Here's a present for you both," she said handing me a Viagra.

This wasn't something I felt I needed but I got the feeling she wanted her money's worth out of the night.

"Martin swears by these," she said.

I had a feeling Martin was a more reluctant partner than he was letting on but the flush from the Viagra gave him a hornier edge!

We entered the noisy throng about 9.30pm and the party was well underway. Most of the party-goers looked just old enough to drink but when I was introduced to the host, Larry who I was slightly surprised to see was part-Caribbean black. This was such a whitey neighbourhood it was not what I expected. He was a stunningly athletic and attractive boy and his liking for Emma was obvious as he kissed her on the cheek and she took his head in both hands and kissed his lips. If he could have been red-faced, he would have been. The guests were predominantly white with a few other black guys around.

Emma was the life and soul of the party. Her skinny tight white jeans showed a panty line and her tight little top showed her nipples. She wasn't wearing a bra and the brown of her large nipples showed clearly through the top. She kept smiling at us and then took Larry on to the floor to dance. He had had a few drinks and was loosening up. He definitely enjoyed the attention and I saw him watch Martin to ensure he wasn't doing anything wrong as Emma grabbed his waist to spin him around.

I managed to get into the company of Larry and a slightly older guy called Duke.

"She's some girl," said Duke, looking at Emma.

"You can say that again," I replied, "And hot too!"

"Bet she's a hot thing in bed," he returned.

"She is," I said as both boys' eyebrows shot up and they looked at me.

I had decided to improvise.

Larry spluttered," How do you know?"

"Oh fuck, "I said, "That just slipped out. "We've had a little fun together and I was kind of hoping I might get a little more tonight as she says she has they keys to your mum and dad's den."

"You're hoping to have her here....tonight?" said Larry incredulously.

"Yeh," I said, "How, are you jealous."

"I didn't think she would ever play away or ....."

Larry stopped.

"Or you might have tried your hand," I said.

"Well I know I'm young and inexperienced but I kinda thought she was coming on to me sometimes."

"Well if I do get my hand in her pants tonight, what if I let you watch from the door. I can leave it slightly open if you like."

Larry spluttered again. "Oh I couldn't...it wouldn't be...!" Then he suddenly said, "Would you honestly let someone watch you?"

"I don't give a shit," I said. "I'm so fucking horny I don't care. I'm just waiting until Martin's past his best then I'm in there."

I left the two of them talking animatedly and found Martin, filling him in on the story. I suggested that he make like he was going home at around 11.00pm and I would then take Emma to the den, leave the door slightly ajar and he should return around 11.30pm to look for his girlfriend.

"You know," he said, "I'm really horny tonight at the prospect of seeing a black teenage cock entering her."

"And a twenty-something white one, I hope," said I.

Martin smiled and for the first time looked as though he really wanted this to happen. What made me smile is that the "victim" was the only person who didn't know what was going to happen tonight!

When Martin said he was feeling tired and asked me to look after Emma in a slightly louder than normal voice, I noticed a very tipsy Larry looking across as he left. When he had gone I moved swiftly over to Emma and as we talked about our plans, I put my arms around her waist and held her close. She kissed me on the lips. This meant nothing to anyone other that Larry as no one else really knew who we were. After a few minutes of kissing I caught Larry out of the corner of my eye and as he looked at me, I winked at him. He coyly looked away. I hoped he would take the bait, for Emma's sake.

I took Emma up the corridor of the bungalow to an 'out of bounds' extension of the house and in the darkness, we unlocked the door and entered the den. It was set up with a computer, office desk, large sofas and a flat screen television with sound system. A very nice layout indeed! I took Emma inside and we quickly set about laying the trap, putting on lamps around the room and adjusting the door so that it looked as though it had not quite closed. I then decided to have a little 'me' time before the show started.

I kissed Emma and slipped her top off revealing her wonderfully firm breasts. I lifted the right one and placed my lips over it licking around it and gently teasing the teat with my teeth. Emma was mewing quietly. She squeezed my cock through my jeans. The Viagra had done its work and I was absolutely solid, my foreskin awkwardly being stretched back within the confines of my briefs. She unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off and I pulled her naked chest to mine feeling her soft breasts pressing against my lightly hairy chest. We were kissing quite heavily now my lips were exploring her neck and breasts.

I started to unbutton her jeans and they dropped to the floor leaving her in just a little pair of panties. My own followed afterwards and I was standing in my gleaming white briefs. I was aware of movement at the door and assumed our bait had a catch! Emma by now was caught up in the moment and dropped to her knees, pulling the band of my briefs down to release my aching cock which sprung up as though happy to escape its confines. She engulfed it with her mouth, steadying it with her hand. The thought that someone was watching really excited me. Emma was very busy slurping loudly as though feeding on my cock.