My Lady Grotesque's Fetish Evening

I heard Liz sigh and then say

'You can pull her panties aside to get at me, but don't take them of yet. I like to be licked out with them on.'

I pulled the wet gusset out from between her large her pussy lips and spread them to expose her hole. They were unquestionably the largest piss flaps I had ever seen and the only way to begin my meal of Liz's pussy was to suck each of them for my starter.

I pulled the left one into my mouth and sucked it avidly. Then I repeated the move with the right. It put me in mind of eating artichokes, except that it was cunt cream and not the flesh itself that dissolved into my mouth.

When the starter was fully consumed, I went straight onto the main course and poked my tongue into Liz's hole. Twenty or so years younger than Lady, her cunt had a fresher flavour and she was less salty than Lady.

I licked and sucked on her pussy for five minutes or so, until I heard Lady calling me. I looked up and she was lighting yet another cigarette, her appetite for nicotine matched only by her hunger for sex.

'Come and give me some cock to go with my cigarette,' she said.

I planted a sexy kiss on Liz's pussy; just to let it know that I would be back, and stood up. I approached Lady with my knob at full stand and presented it to her. It was four inches from her mouth and she took it in her hand as she pulled again on her cigarette and then exhaled in the direction of my cock. A cloud of blue, grey Lady smoke enshrouded my cock as Lady looked on. Then I saw her begin to move towards it and I awaited the descent of her ashtray of a mouth over my twitching tool.

It had never occurred to me that Lady was a smoking fetishist, and I don't think that she is. She just enjoys smoking a lot as an accompaniment to other sensual pleasures, though she did know how erotically exciting her smoking could be to a fetishist. I have always enjoyed watching sexy women smoke, and I saw now that Liz did too.

As Lady started sucking my knob, Liz stopped licking Lady's cunt and watched us. She lit herself a cigarette and sat at the end of the sofa with her legs apart; panties still on, and wanked her cunt and smoked ardently as she watched Lady treating me to one of her fabulous essays in the art of cock sucking. This time, however, she was doing it with an extra twist.

She would work my knob with her usual deep sucks, but after every two or three blows, she would withdraw her mouth and take a long drag on her cigarette. Then she would take me back into her mouth and exhale around my knob. Liz was transfixed by this cock smoking that Lady was performing on me, and she smoked hard herself and pushed three fingers into her cunt.

Next Lady came at my cock from an angle, so that it was fixed in one side of her mouth, causing her painted cheek to bulge, and leaving enough room on the other side of her mouth to take pulls on her cigarette. I could feel the heat of the burning cigarette and I could see how hot Liz had got watching this. She was holding her cigarette between the fore and middle fingers of the same hand with which she was masturbating herself, and it was clear from the vigorousness with which she was polishing her cunt, and from the loudness and frequency of her sighs that she was on the brink. Suddenly she began to writhe and then her body locked rigid and she cried out and came fiercely.

When her orgasm had subsided, she returned her hand to her mouth and dragged on her cigarette and sucked the smoke deep down into her lungs. Meanwhile Lady was giving my balls a sucking and continuing to smoke with the same relish as before.

As Lady's lips worked my balls, I felt another warm and smoky mouth start to suck and lick my helmet. I opened my eyes and Liz, freshly lit cigarette sitting elegantly between her fingers, was beginning to blow me.

She took pulls on her cigarette between sucks of my cock, just as Lady had done, but where Lady was doing it mostly to be watched doing it; Liz was totally absorbed in her cock smoke.

This double smoky blow job progressed with both ladies taking turns to suck my cock and drag on their cigarettes and exhale smoke around it, and kiss each other and blow smoke in each other's mouths and take pulls on each other's cigarettes.

I was not going to be able to stand this pleasure for very long and sensing it, they stopped sucking me and Lady took my cock in her hand and started to wank me. She was aiming my cock towards her face, but as I shot, she moved her head aside to allow the cum to fly onto the back of the leopard skin sofa. I was most surprised and Liz looked on intrigued. Lady, seeing our reactions to her little surprise, cackled dirtily and said

'Everyone who had done me on this sofa has left a little of themselves as a souvenir. There must be a few pints of Liz's juice in this fabric, and now I have some of yours.'

She turned around and watched the globs of spunk slowly begin to roll down over the leopard skin and turn into streaks. Then she leant forward and began to lick them, partly to drink a little of it, though mostly to rub it into the fabric, with her lovely slithering snake of a tongue.

When she had finished her decorating, she asked me if I had ever seen a woman squirt.

'Only in porn films,' I said, 'And I've always thought it was fake. It's piss.'

'I used to think that, and I do not have the gift myself,' continued Lady, 'But Liz is a squirter, although to my disappointment she did not squirt just now. After we have rested a little, you and I will make her squirt, and I assure you, it's something worth seeing. I've seen her do it on stage.'

Liz smiled demurely.

'What are you looking so coy about?' asked Lady, when she saw Liz's demure look.

'Nothing, darling,' answered Liz, and looked like a precocious teenager who had been told off.

'It's time you took off your panties. I want him to see the tattoo over your pussy. It's your best one.'

Liz got up from the sofa and stood before me. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and slowly peeled them down. More and more flesh slowly appeared, until dark lines of ink began to show. When about a half inch of the ink marks had become visible, I could see that they were letters. Finally, the word was revealed. The letters were an inch high and spelled out the word 'heaven', and underneath it was a chain of red roses. It was magnificent.

'What's the best way to make her squirt?' I asked Lady.

'Have her ride you.'

It was a pleasing prospect, and the idea of having that heavily tattooed body heaving up and down on top of me made my cock stir into life again. I had also thought of a way to get him fully prepared.

Liz was sitting in the chair now, with her legs over the arms and her heaven fully on display, much as Lady had sat when I had rubbed my cock all over her and fucked her armpits on my first visit. I would do the same thing to Liz, but it was not her armpits that were going to get the greatest attention; it was her tattoos. I wanted to run my tongue and rub my helmet over every one of them.

I approached her and knelt down at her feet. I took her left foot and began to suck and lick her toes. As I feasted on them, I felt the toes of her right foot caressing my cock. I licked all over her foot and began to make my way up her leg towards her great winding snake. As my tongue reached the snakes tail, I felt her right foot running over my snake, and her toes gently pinching its head. I followed the snake up and around her leg until I was past its head and approaching her torso.

Soon I was there, where my tongue passed lovingly over her tree of roses and her large spider's web with the black widow at its centre, and all the time I could feel the warmth of her skin meeting the wet warmth of my tongue, and taste her sweat and the other secret odours of her soon to be middle-aged body.

My tongue and cock exploration of her body reached its delicious climax with my snake rubbing her snake, and my tongue licking the 'Liz' on her right tit; but there was only one way to truly eat Liz and this meal I was having of her culminated in my eating her pussy and drinking the juices of her deep and long orgasm.

After a short rest between courses, Liz was ready for her dessert. It was time for her ride on my cock, from which she was going to provide the after dinner liqueurs. I lay back on the sofa and she climbed aboard. Her large, soft pussy lips brushed the head of my cock and Lady reached over and opened them for me. Liz slid down my cock and gasped with pleasure as it made its way towards her cervix. When my cock was all the way up her, she stopped and sat still, her pussy walls lovingly caressing my cock.

'Ride him hard,' Lady told her and Liz nodded.

She began to slide up and down my cock, slowly at first, until gradually she began to get a little faster. Lady reached over and began to rub her clit as my cock penetrated her depths. Liz became increasing excited as we pleasured her cunt, and her riding grew harder and faster.

Suddenly on the up slide, she was off my cock, moved a few inches forward and was on it again, but this time my cock was up her arse. I had never experienced such a manoeuvre, and she had pulled it off seamlessly, and her arse had taken my cock with an ease that other women can only achieve with their pussies. She opened her eyes momentarily, to see if I was impressed with her acrobatic skill. I am sure that the look on my face showed her that I was. Lady continued to rub Liz's clit hard and fast.

Liz was getting there and her arse greedily sucked my cock in and out as Lady's cunt rubbing grew faster to meet Liz's rising need. Then she stopped half way up my cock, her body stiffened and suddenly; Lady moving her hand out of the way at exactly the moment, a jet of clear liquid shot from Liz's cunt. It easily reached my face and I was quick enough in my reactions to open my mouth. Tasting her shot would allow me to ascertain whether or not it was piss.

It was not piss. It was cunt juice, but thinner and more watery; though it still had the sweet and salty flavour of the more conventional and thicker blend that oozes from clits. Lady smiled with pleasure for a moment at the sight of Liz's jet cascading onto my chest and over my face and into my mouth and, no doubt well practiced in this move, she was ready with her open mouth six inches from Liz's cunt for the second blast. It spurted straight into Lady's mouth and Lady moved over me, so that her face was above mine and she spat and dribbled the exotic liquid all over my face. Then she kissed me violently and we drooled what remained in our mouths of Liz's twat fountain over each other's lips and tongues.

The leopard skin sofa was soaked.

We rested; Liz most of all after her exertions.

It had been a highly pleasurable evening, except that I was concerned that Lady had been a little out of things. She had been orchestrating proceedings and having us do things for her entertainment, but she had not, I felt, had enough action herself. Besides that, and no matter how desirable Liz is, and how gratifying it had been to have her; and it had been magnificent admiring her tattoos while I worked my cock all over her and had her squirt like a fountain. However, since meeting Lady, no one can excite my soul to its deepest places, as she does. I looked at her resplendent on the sofa with her painted face that had been coloured red and black to match her clashing underwear; her long nipples that poked over the top of her bra, and her legs open with the altar of her antique cunt smiling seductively at me. I felt it was time to worship and I looked into her eyes and she understood and beckoned me over.

I got between her legs, which she opened wider, and slid in and worshipped her with hard thrusts of my cock. So fervent was I in my fucking of her, that I brought her to orgasm in a couple of minutes.

She wanted to change position and get on top. I withdrew and sat on the sofa beside her. She was on me in a second, and in another second her cunt was sucking my cock into its depths. She fucked me sublimely; squatting and heaving her old body up and down, so that her tits shook and her stomach juddered.

Suddenly I felt a warm and wet sensation at the base of my cock. I opened my eyes and saw Liz's hands over Lady's thighs. It must have been her tongue at work down there, supplementing the efforts of Lady's cunt. Liz sucked and licked up the underside of my shaft as Lady rode up me, and down as Lady descended. I could tell too, from the increasing frequency and pitch of Lady's cries that Liz's tongue was working her arsehole, as well as slurping away at my cock as it fucked Lady's pussy.

It may not be possible to eat a fuck, but Liz was out to show us the one can drink one, and she was lapping up Lady's juices as they ran down my cock, and when I was about to come I pulled out of Lady and Liz's mouth took the blast of my cum and she ate it.

When we were finished, Lady went to the kitchen and came back with fruit and sweets. It had been quite a little drinks party.