ES: 65> the Annual gas service
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Chris-t6290

As you will have gathered, a year ago, at the age of 17, I caught, without her noticing me, my mom and the young man who had come to carry out the annual gas service, who was, excuse the pun, servicing her. Suffice it to say, in that short spell, I learnt quite a lot about sex.

Mom was quite dirty, compared to the little I'd been educated about at my stuffy school. She sucked his cock, and then had him kiss and suck her tits and nipples, which soon became hard. Observing all that, and him then licking her pussy, got my juices flowing. To top it all, having fucked her in her pussy, she turned around, leaned over the kitchen dining table, and had him stick his cock up her ass. ‘Gross,' I immediately thought, and took my leave, going to my bedroom where I fingered myself until I came.

Discussing what I'd seen with a couple of close girlfriend's, they enlightened me to the pleasures I could get from all that I witnessed, in particular the ass play. Anyway, a year later and I'm no longer an anal virgin. Also, what with my mom presently working, I was looking forward to sampling the same service that she had, and possibly more.

Quickly returning home from my morning study, mom having arranged for the service technician to call in the afternoon, I placed my books on the same kitchen table that she was fucked on a year earlier, and then made myself a cold meat sandwich with additional salad items.

Not knowing when they would call, what with it being 3pm, my shaved teenage pussy began to itch for attention. ‘Where are you,' I fretted to myself, as my right hand strayed from the study book I was reading and casually stroked my clit; wishing it was that of whoever called.

Almost lost in my self induced contentment, I jumped when I heard the doorbell chime. ‘At last', I exclaimed, and quickly got up from the table to let him in. However, when I opened the door I noticed that there were two of them. ‘Oh well, so much for that, Jada,' I remarked despondently, as I checked their ID cards, which they held up from being on a sash around their necks; one slightly younger than the other, Michael, who ushered Graham inside.

The older of them wasn't the one who'd carried out the services last year, I noticed, which was another bummer, but nonetheless good looking, as they both were, all the same.

‘Emn, I just wonder,' my naughty teenage mind thought. Maybe there's a chance to get double the pleasure and upstage my mom.

"Where's your mom, young lady?" Michael enquired. ‘Young slut more like, as far as you two are concerned.'

"She's at work...couldn't get the time off. Luckily I'm home after my morning study," I informed them, adding my name.

"That's a fine name, Jada, not Asian," Graham remarked.

"I wasn't expecting two of you," I averred, counting on them to each tend to the various appliances; gas stove, and boiler, which was situated elsewhere.

"Graham, here, is an apprentice, and so I'm supervising him for a while," Michael informed me, as I sat back down, my feet slightly apart and almost displaying my white cotton panties, which were no doubt stained from my attention while waiting for just one of them to call.

Ignoring my subtle forwardness, Michael escorted young Graham to the gas hob. There he observed him checking what was needed. From the corner of my eye, I caught them both stealing a look at me; Michael nudging Graham and no doubt making a lewd comment. ‘Well, at least I've got their attention,' I regaled, my hand once more moving to stroke my pussy and with my thighs provocatively splayed.

Soon returning, and having I pulled my short skirt down, Michael enquired as to where the boiler was. Having noticed the time when I sat down, I calculated that, this was their last call of the day and so there would be no rush.

"The boilers upstairs," I informed him, as I motioned my knees open and then almost closed them.

"Looks like it's not just the boiler that needs attention," young Graham smirked.

"What does he mean by that?" I asked coyly, my knees now motionless and an unladylike distance apart.

"I think you know quite well, young Jada," exclaimed Michael, almost as if he was scolding me.

So as to leave them in no two minds that I wasn't some kind of tease, I, still with the rubber ended pencil in my right hand, directed it down; pulling my skirt up with it to reveal my panties, before motioning the rubber along the groove of my moist teenage pussy, my other hand reaching out for Graham's already responsive hard-on.

"Does your mom know what a horny slut you are, Jada," exclaimed Michael, no doubt feeling left out, and there was me contemplating offering him my ass.

"Who do you think taught me," I winked, which, of course, was no word of a lie.

Moving my hand to now inspect the stature of Michael's tool, I had cause to remark: "It would appear that Graham's far from that of an apprentice!"

"Hold on," Michael rejoined. "I believe in exercising some self control."

"More like, you believe I'll suck your dick," I exclaimed, before releasing Graham's and doing just that.

"Lovely, emn, yummy, hard cock," I muttered, in between sucks, Michael soon presenting me with his to stroke while I continued to gorge on young Graham's firm healthy prick.

"You do this sort of thing a lot, I take it," Michael enquired, as I concentrated on sliding my lips back and forth along his assistant's long shaft.

"Every chance I can get," I replied, and then drew the head of his cock closer.

Noticing the droplet of precum, I moved over the mushroom like crown and scooped it up, tasting, as I did, its evident saltiness in contrast to that of Graham's sweet.

"So, either of you had your cock in any other women today," I teased, before licking up and down the underside of Michael's shaft, which I held against him.

"Why? Would it make a difference if we did?" exclaimed the older one, soon bunching up my hair in readiness to fuck my mouth.

"I take it, you want to fuck my face, Michael, come on then," I said, moving my hands behind me to afford no resistance.

"Kneel down like a true slut, Jada," he enjoined, and without saying a word I obliged.

"Fuck my mouth," I insisted, my hands moving to grab my legs just above my ankles.

"What about Graham?" he said.

"He can wait and watch you; that was why you brought him, after all."

Guiding my head towards his prick, I soon felt its presence fill me up. After that, Michael began motioning my head back and forth by my hair, so that the head of his warm hard prick fucked my mouth; he not attempting to have me take it into my throat - not yet, anyway.

"There, that's how you do it, young Graham," exclaimed Michael, almost triumphantly.

Presently taking me from him, saliva dripping from my lower lip and chin, he passed me over to his assistant; the elder one still grasping my hair as he did.

"Suck the head to begin with," enjoined Michael, which I was more than willing to do. ‘The sluttier the better,' I regaled to myself.

"Hurmngh," I vociferated, much to Michael's surprise, especially since I hadn't made a sound when he had me suck his cock.

"That's it, suck it, moan like the young slut that you are."

Having soon released me so that he could undo my blouse and get at my young tits, Michael eventually had them in his warm, almost calloused hands. "Moan now, little girl," he exclaimed, as he pulled my pert nipples.

"Hurmngh!" I responded, as the sensations of what they were both doing to me took effect; a subtle climax easing through my young woman's body, causing me to murmur some more.

"You like that, don't you," proclaimed Michael, realising I had just cum. "I bet your white cotton panties are even more stained now," he regaled smugly, Michael's right hand moving to under my skirt to confirm his assertion.

"Wet enough to take some cock in there, you are," he rejoiced, his left hand then releasing my firm young breast, which he then mildly slapped, followed by the other one. "You're gonna suck some more cock, first," he told me, only to then have Graham take his from me; strands of saliva hanging between his cockhead and my chin, before breaking off and dripping onto my chastised breasts.

Having stood me up - once more by my gathered hair - Michael directed his assistant to undo my skirt and had me remove my blouse. After that, he instructed Graham to clear the table and had me lay down on it; on my back, and with my head part hanging over one end. ‘The randy bugger's going to throat fuck me,' I realised, to my appreciation.

"Open nice and wide, Jada," Michael enjoined, and like the compliant slut that I was, I obeyed.

With his cock firmly grasped in his hand, an action that made the glans more turgid, Michael began a series of short in and out stabbing motions, before he finally released his grip. He then swung his hips at me, the head of his cock pushing past my epiglottis before entering my throat.

"There, now close your warm silky lips around it," he directed me, before leaning forwards and once more kneading my breasts.

"Don't leave her pussy neglected, young Graham," Michael exclaimed, his assistant soon moving between my thighs. There, he moved my now damp cotton thong to one side, and soon had his fingers in my slutty cunt; his warm wet tongue flicking my labia before teasing my distended clit.

"Gluh," I slurred, as Michael fucked my throat; Graham quickly bringing about a more noticeable climax, with what he was doing.

"Try your fingers in her ass, now, I'm sure she'll enjoy that even more," Michael directed the young man.

"So, Jada, when's your mother due back from work, huh," evoked Michael, hopefully not suggesting she see me like this.

Moving my arm, and checking my watch, I informed him it would be about 30 minutes - 40 to be precise.

"Plenty of time for what I've in mind," he regaled, before inviting Graham to change ends; like it was the end of the first quarter of an NFL game.

Commanding, almost, his apprentice to fuck my throat, Michael motioned my legs back, giving me the distinct impression that he intended to now fuck me. To my pleasured surprise, he instead slithered his curled up tongue into my wet hole, and pleasantly thrilled my young cunt with it.

"Urmngh," I managed to moan, just about, before young Graham filled my mouth; his smooth humid hands on my tits, which he caressed pleasurably.

"Gluh," I slurred, as the renewed pleasure peeking in my young body triggered yet another, more forceful climax, one that caused me to quaver as it washed over me.

"You liked that one," enthused Michael; shortly after which, I felt the turgid head of his prick slide into my receptive pussy - my panties still drawn to one side.

"That'll do, Graham, play with her tits if you wish," his superior told him, suggesting that Michael wanted to hear me squirm and shout as he stuck his cock to me.

"Fuck, yes, fuck me, mister," I responded, his forceful thrusts filling my teenage cunt up, all the way to the hilt of his dick.

"Play with yourself, girlie...make yourself cum," Michael instructed me.

"Come on, do it," he insisted, noticing my hesitancy.

Okay, I often play with myself in bed, however, never in front of those who were fucking me.

"Come on, your mom will be home soon," Graham reminded me, before giving my hard sensitive nipples a tweak.

"Aahh," I called out, and then extended my right hand down to my pussy, which Michael was still reaming.

"Your lovely tight ass will come in for some of this soon," he told me, as I slowly, to begin with, stroked the hooded stem of my clit.

"Fuck me, make me cum," I rejoined, my eyes part glazed over as I concentrated on my part in achieving that.

Soon taking his cock from my well fucked quim, Michael had his young assistant take over; his young prick sliding into me with ease. Now stood beside me, his meat, slick with my juices, suspended just above my face, I took in the heady smell before obligingly opening my mouth.

"That's it, lick it first, then suck it, taste your lovely sweat slutty cunt," Michael instructed.

Extending my tongue as before - still stroking my clit while Graham cleaved his prick into me - I licked around the now sticky glans. Tasting myself for the first time, I was surprised as to how sweat my cum tasted. Consequently, it encouraged me to make more of a meal of it. I twirled and swirled my tongue around every inch of Michael's fat cock before sucking on just the head; my hand splayed around the hilt, to keep him from pushing further in.

"Emn, she like this, young Graham. What about after it's been in your lovely tight ass," he jeered, his suggestion prompting me to immediately stop at the thought; whereupon, Michael, taking advantage of my pause in concentration, sheathed his cock in my mouth, his hand moving behind my head, which he then motioned up and down to once more have me take all of it inside me.

"Glurgh," I vociferated, when he eventually laid me back. Then, upon taking his warm throbbing cock meat from me, Michael allowed the gathered saliva to drip on my lips and chin, before trailing it along and down my body.

"Let's have her ass, young Graham," Michael said, and instructed him to fetch the bottle of cooking oil from the work unit.

Helping me up, Michael directed me to turn around and bend over the table - the same position I saw my mom in a year ago when she took it up her ass. With the boys I had engaged in anal sex with, none had suggested this position, and so I figured it would be a bit of a thrill. In point of fact it was more than that.

My nipples tingled as they touched the cold surface, the sensation of which shot straight through me, sending a pleasured pulse to both my already excited clit and my head.

"Seth," I sighed, in immediate response, then again when I felt the oil trickle on my buttocks, followed by a hand, no doubt Michael's, which slapped my sticking out rounded ass on both cheeks, before massaging the oil into them.

"So, what do you want, young Jada?" Michael teased, as he drizzled some more oil, and between my curple.

"Stick your thick cock in my ass, mister. Fuck my ass, please," I said.

"Okay, now put your hands back, and, like a good little slut, hold yourself open," Michael told me, his tone of voice suggesting that he was grinning luridly at me.

As I extended my arms back my firm breasts rested on the table for support. This in turn produced goose bump prickles, which once more prompted me to sigh and my legs to tremble.

"Nice and wide, little girl, I've got a thick cock, you know," Michael reminded me, the fullest I'd had up my tight sphincter so far.

"How's that," I said, using my finger nails to stretch my ass cheeks invitingly for him. His answer coming immediately when I felt the bulbous head of his cock nudge my opening.

"Emn," I moaned, as it opened me up. And although I attempted to prize my ass further open, all I did was pull my vaguely oiled cheeks further back.

"Looks like she wants it boss," Graham enthused eagerly.

"Wait until she gets both of us inside her," Michael chortled, suggesting he meant what he'd earlier intimated about...! My body once more shivering at the thought.

"There you go, Jada, all the way in," Michael announced, with all the enthusiasm of having won a competition.

To my surprise and much relief, instead of doing me the same as he had my mouth and pussy, Michael slowly withdrew his thick dick and, as I soon noticed, dripped some oil onto his shaft and down my open butt cleavage.

"What do you want?" he again prompted me.

"Fuck my ass with your thick cock, mister," I rejoined, and immediately felt it slide into me, filling me up with a great ease. Back and forth, in and out of my tight asshole his thick dick went; Michael holding me by my hips as he laid it to me.

Inviting Graham to ‘poke around' inside me, I expected Michael to once more introduce his cock to my mouth, however, he instead remained behind me and, since Graham likewise grasped my hips, it had to be Michael's fingers that I felt stroking my clit, which, what with a cock up my ass, soon brought about some much needed relief.

"Times getting on, young Graham," Michael minded us. "I think I'll have another fill of her pussy; clean it up," he intimated.

After getting his assistant to withdraw himself from me, Michael helped me up and then turned me around. ‘What's he got in mind?' I wondered to myself, only for Michael to get down on the tiled kitchen floor and lay back on it.

Beckoning me to get over him, I now had some idea of what he meant by both of them having me at the same time; Michael in my pussy and Graham in my ass. Something I later discovered, from talking to my girlfriends, was aptly known as a DP (Double Penetration).

With Michael unmoving, I took the hint and grasped his cock, my hand immediately feeling the slickness from the oil and my ass juice. Holding it aloft, I then, on one knee and one foot, lowered myself towards the turgid head, holding myself open, for it to once more intrude the folds of my pussy.

"That's it," he regaled, as I engulfed the crown. "Now, ride the head with your wet cunt for me," Michael instructed, giving a noticeable wink towards Graham.

"Ohh yeah, that's it, like that," Michael lauded, as I motioned myself, still on one knee and foot, up and down the tip of his prick before he took over and lowered me all the way down his stout erection.

With it fully embedded in my juicy wet cunt, Michael, rather than me, drew my other foot into a kneeling position and then, with his hands around my tits, motioned me to lean over him.

"Okay, little girl, just like before, hold your lovely tight ass open so that young Graham can poke you as well," Michael scoffed.

Again, I extended my hands behind me and drew my ass cheeks apart. This time, though, there was no slap on my buttocks, nor any oily lubricant; not that any was needed, as I was that open from Michael having just been there.

"This you're gonna enjoy, Jada," exclaimed Michael, as his assistant knelt behind me, my mind more concentrative on the cock in my pussy.

Somewhat to my surprise, and momentary shock, instead of feeling the head of Graham's cock nudge against my anal ring it instead slid lower and pushed at my wet opening; my cunt. Too right it was enjoyable, albeit it strange at first to have two cocks in my pussy, however, as I learnt in biology and sex education, that's where babies come from.

"Fuck, I thought you were going in my ass," I exclaimed, looking part way back and up at Graham leant over me.

"Soon, Jada," Michael rejoined, "I just thought you might like to try this beforehand. How does it feel?" he enquired, no doubt wanting me to again be vocal.

"It's different, fucking different," I said, although my body was otherwise distracted by the pleasure ragging inside.

"Oh fuck, come on, fuck me, please," I pleaded, wanting them to facilitate my lovely bubbling climax.

Holding me aloft of him, Michael piston fucked his cock in and out of my pussy while Graham fucked his out and in; one thrusting in as the other drew out and in perfect rhythm.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, more, yes, like this. Fuck me, you lovely fuckers, fuck me, fuck me, fuck—meeee..." I cried out, my voice trailing to a whimper as I came.

"Huh, huh, huh," I gasped in my euphoric ecstasy, unaware, as I did, that Graham was withdrawing what must now be a slick and sticky cock from my very wet pussy.

"Oh fuck, yes, in my ass...stick your cock in my tight fucking ass," I enjoined, just as the turgid head pushed past my colon.

"Fuck it into me, all the way," I continued to demand, as yet another climax gained momentum.

By now, time, and that of my mom coming home and seeing us, mattered little to me. I was caught up in a maelstrom of sexual overload; my body tingling and especially that of my pussy and anal ring.

"Oh fuck, this is lovely," I regaled. "It's a pity you can't come around more often."

"I'm sure you can find other boy's to see you right," Michael averred, before slobbering on my young tits. "Anyways, we better finish up, young lady," he said, which, what with all his earlier references, took me by surprise.

"I dare say that, a nice slut like you enjoys the taste of cum," he then intimated, before directing Graham to take himself from me.

After that, Michael had me suck his cock, which I stroked encouragingly, soon making him shoot his load into my mouth. It was hot, sticky, and noticeably salty compared to that of Graham.

With the aftertaste still on my tongue, I was directed to suck Graham's cock, which had just been up my ass. Doing my best to smile at this, I opened my mouth and licked the head. The taste of my ass juice wasn't as I had expected, probably because of Graham having been in my pussy beforehand, along with the oil.

"Looks like you enjoy the taste of your ass," Michael exclaimed, as I sucked the head of his assistant's cock between my lips, and soon took most of it inside.

"Oh yeah, yes, like that, baby," young Graham soon regaled; his cock likewise pulsating, signalling that he was close.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," he exclaimed, as moments later, he bucked his cock back and forth and fired several jets of his creamy hot spunk into my mouth; his hands reaching out to hold me to him as he emptied both his balls into me.

With the 30 minutes I had indicated up, they quickly got dressed, and then went to check the boiler, returning just as my mom came home.

Eying them up and down, it was obvious what she now wanted, and so I took my books up to my room before going out to find my girlfriend's and telling them what just happened.

The end.