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distance to a discreet black door. No neon, nothing flashy. Polly smiled as she pressed her membership card to the reader.

“Two for a private cubicle,” she told the receptionist. Tickets printed. She took my hand, her fingers warm and sure. “This way.”

Down a corridor lined with doors, some already curtained in red. She chose one, pulled me inside, and drew the heavy curtain across. Two deep armchairs faced a large glass panel. She sat close, thigh pressed against mine, and pressed a button. The lights beyond the glass dimmed, then rose on a low bed where two blonde women were already tangled together, kissing, peeling each other out of lace lingerie and heels until they were naked except for their shoes. Hands, mouths, the wet sound of tongues on skin. One straddled the other’s face; the other moaned around a mouthful of pussy.

I shifted in the chair, thighs pressing together. Polly watched my face, not the glass.

“Getting wet for me already?” she whispered.

“Yes.”

Her hand slid under the hem of my leather dress, found the damp silk of my thong, and rubbed slow, firm circles over my clit. I parted my legs wider for her. She kissed me, deep, hungry, while two fingers pressed the soaked fabric against my pussy, stroking until I was rocking against her hand, soft moans slipping into her mouth.

When the show ended she stood, pulled me up, and led me further down the corridor. Another door. Inside, the room was dim at first, then brighter. Four holes cut into the walls at waist height. Glory holes.

Two thick black cocks pushed through almost at once, hard, veined, glistening at the tips.

“Help yourself,” Polly said, already dropping to her knees in front of one. Polly took the swollen gland into her mouth with a soft, eager moan, eyes locked on mine as she worked the head with her tongue, cheeks hollowing. I knelt at the second hole, wrapped my fingers around the heavy shaft, and opened my mouth. He was big enough to stretch my lips. I took him deep, gagging a little, saliva running down my chin while I sucked, the taste of him thick and salty on my tongue.

After a few minutes the ache between my legs was unbearable. I stood, peeled the thong down my thighs, stepped out of it, and turned. Backing up until the thick head nudged my soaked entrance, I pushed back. He sank into me in one long, perfect thrust. I cried out, bracing my hands on the wall as he fucked me hard and deep, every stroke stretching me open. Polly crawled between my spread legs, tongue finding my clit while the cock slammed into me from behind. The dual sensation, thick shaft filling my cunt, Polly’s mouth sucking and licking, broke me open. I came hard, flooding her tongue, legs shaking, moaning filthy encouragement against the wall.

“Fill me,” I gasped. “Cum in me....please....”

He drove deep and held, pulsing, flooding me with hot thick cum until it leaked down my thighs in messy rivulets. When he finally pulled out, Polly picked up my discarded thong, sniffed the crotch, then licked a long stripe across the wet silk.

Polly rose, kissed me, tasting myself on her lips. “Enjoying our night out? I know I am”

“The night isn’t over.” I pressed my body against hers, still trembling. “Come home with me. I want you in my bed. I want to fuck until neither of us can walk.” Her smile was pure heat. “I can’t wait.”

We barely made it through the front door of my flat before I had Polly pinned against it, my mouth already on hers, tongues sliding wet and hungry. Her silver dress was shoved up around her waist; my hands found the bare cheeks of her arse and squeezed hard while she yanked the zipper of my leather dress the rest of the way down. The dress peeled open and I dropped it to the floor. My tits spilled free, nipples already stiff. Polly groaned into the kiss and cupped them, thumbs rubbing rough circles over the peaks before she bent and sucked one into her mouth, hard and greedy. I arched into her, pushing the other breast against her face.

“Fuck, your mouth…it feels sooo good” I breathed, fingers threading into her hair as she switched to the other nipple, biting just enough to make me gasp.

We staggered down the hallway, clothes shedding in a messy trail, her dress, my thong still damp from the club, her stockings, my stilettos kicked aside. By the time we reached the bedroom we were both naked except for my sheer black thigh-highs still clinging to my legs. I shoved her onto the bed and climbed after her, straddling her thighs, grinding my soaked cunt against hers so our wetness smeared together.

“I need to taste you,” I told her, already sliding down her body. I spread her legs wide, staring at the pretty pink slit glistening between them, then lowered my mouth and licked a long, slow stripe from her entrance up to her clit. Polly’s hips jerked. I sealed my lips around the swollen bud and sucked, tongue flicking fast while two fingers pushed into her cunt, curling, fucking her in steady thrusts. She was so wet the sounds were filthy, slick, wet, obscene. I added a third finger and felt her stretch around me, moaning into her pussy as I ate her like I was starving.

“Lacy....fuck....harder....” she gasped, hands fisting the sheets.

I pulled my fingers free, shiny with her juices, and pushed them into her mouth so she could taste herself while I kept licking. Then I flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up so she was on her knees, face down, arse in the air. I spread her cheeks and dragged my tongue over her tight little hole, circling, pressing, licking until she was whimpering. I spat on it, then worked the tip of my tongue inside while my fingers returned to her dripping cunt, pumping deep. Polly pushed back against my face, fucking herself on my tongue and fingers at the same time.

“That’s it,” I growled against her arse. “Take it. Let me open you up.”

I reached for the bedside drawer without looking, pulled out the thick purple vibrator and the bottle of lube. I slicked two fingers and eased the first one into her arse while the vibrator buzzed to life against her clit. She cried out, pushing back harder. A second finger followed, stretching her, scissoring gently while I fucked her cunt with the vibrating toy. Her thighs trembled. I licked around my own fingers where they disappeared into her tight hole, tasting the mix of lube and skin, until she came with a broken sob, cunt clenching around the vibrator, arse squeezing my fingers rhythmically.

I didn’t give her time to recover. I rolled onto my back, pulled her up so she was straddling my face, and told her to sit. Polly lowered her soaked cunt onto my mouth and I ate her again, tongue deep, nose pressed to her clit, while she leaned forward and buried her face between my legs. We sixty-nined hard, messy, loud. Her tongue fucked into my cunt; as mine did to hers. I pushed two fingers into her arse again while she did the same to me, both of us finger-fucking each other’s holes while we licked and sucked. The wet sounds filled the room. I came first, thighs locking around her head, flooding her mouth. She followed seconds later, grinding down on my tongue until her juices ran down my chin.

When we finally pulled apart we were both panting, shiny with spit and come. I crawled up the bed, kissed her deep so she could taste herself on my tongue, then reached for the harness. The black leather straps buckled around my hips; the thick, realistic dildo jutted out, slicked with lube. Polly’s eyes darkened when she saw it.

“On your back,” I ordered, voice rough. “Legs open. Wide.”

She obeyed, knees spread, cunt glistening. I knelt between them, rubbed the head of the cock along her slit, coating it, then pushed in slowly, inch by inch, until I was buried to the hilt. Polly’s mouth fell open on a long moan. I started thrusting, deep and steady at first, then harder, the harness slapping against her as I fucked her. My hands found her tits, squeezing, pinching the nipples while I leaned down and sucked one into my mouth. She arched under me, nails raking my back.

“Harder....fuck me harder....”

I obliged, pounding into her, the wet slap of skin loud in the room. I pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in, angling so the little nub at the base of the dildo ground against her clit with every thrust. Her next orgasm hit hard; her cunt fluttered and clamped around the cock, juices squirting around the shaft. I kept fucking her through it until she was shaking and babbling.

I pulled out, flipped her onto her hands and knees again, and lined the dildo up with her arse. More lube. I pressed the head against the tight ring and pushed. Polly moaned long and low as it stretched her open, sliding in until my hips met her cheeks. I fucked her arse slow at first, letting her feel every inch, then faster, one hand reaching under to rub her clit in tight circles. She came again, louder this time, body jerking, arse gripping the cock so hard I could feel it through the harness.

We switched. She strapped on the thick dildo while I got on all fours. Polly fucked my cunt first, deep, rough strokes that made me cry out into the pillow, then pulled out, spat on my hole, and pushed into my arse. I pushed back to take her, moaning as she filled me. Her free hand reached around to work a smaller vibrator against my clit while she pounded my arse, the dual stimulation making my eyes roll. I came so hard my arms gave out; I collapsed onto the bed with her still buried inside me, grinding through the aftershocks.

Toys were everywhere after that. The double-ended dildo, we both straddled it, facing each other, sliding down until our cunts met in the middle, then grinding and rocking so the toy fucked us both at once while we kissed and sucked each other’s tits. The remote-controlled bullet vibrator she pushed into my cunt and left on high while she ate my arse, tongue fucking the tight hole until I was sobbing and coming again. Fingers in every hole, mouths on every inch of skin. We took turns straddling each other’s faces, grinding, smothering, licking until our jaws ached.

Hours later we were a tangled, sweaty mess of limbs and toys, the sheets soaked, the air thick with the smell of sex. Polly’s head rested on my breast, her fingers still lazily stroking my sticky cunt. I kissed the top of her head, still breathless.

“We’re doing this again,” I whispered. “And next time I’m using the big strap-on.”

She laughed softly against my skin, already sliding two fingers back inside me. “Next time I want you to fuck me with it while I suck our boss’s cock.”

I smiled into the dark, already imagining it. But that was for another time. For now, I simply pulled her closer, spread my legs wider, and let her fingers start the whole filthy cycle all over again.

We have not stopped since. One lunchtime I locked the canteen door, lifted her onto a table, and ate her until she came so hard she had to bite her own wrist to stay quiet. I’m already thinking about the next escalation, inviting our boss into the mix.

Polly, him and me.

That would make one hell of a session.

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