Plain Jane Becomes Dirty Jane Pt.14

Part 21

I was quite elated but exhausted after my exploits in London and decided to have a lazy day at home the next day. I was in the garden laying on a blanket, and I must have dozed for half an hour or so, but I was awoken by the smell of dope from somewhere. I looked around and it seemed to be coming from next door's garden. One side is just Mr Bailey, a widow, now in his early seventies so I assumed it wasn't him, but our other neighbours, the Kennets, had two sons, Mark and George. Mark was about 15 years old and Geroge had just turned 18 this summer. I walked over to the fence and stood on tiptoe to peer through a gap in the trellis, pushed back a small branch and spied George puffing away on his own, he had one hand down the front of his shorts and I'm sure he was looking at a girlie magazine, I sniggered without thinking and he shot a look towards me looking startled.

He saw me smiling and I heard him say 'shit' under his breath and he literally threw the magazine behind him into the flower bed and looked at me a bit sheepishly.

"Jane!"

He called out.

"Hi George, something smells nice."

He looked a bit shocked and put the joint behind his back and only then remembered his hand down the front of his trousers and quickly pulled it out looking really embarrassed and red faced. I laughed again and added,

"It's OK, I'm not worried about you having a joint, but aren't you worried your parents might catch you?"

"Oh, right, erm no, they're in California. They took Mark with them, but I didn't fancy it, and they said as I had now hit 18, I didn't have to go with them."

"I see, lucky you, home alone. Do you fancy coming over, you can bring some of that nice smelling weed if you like?"

"Erm... oh really?"

"Sure why not?"

"Oh... yeah, OK then."

He said looking surprised, but quite cheerful about the idea.

"Just come round the side, the gate is open, I'm in the garden just chilling out."

"Right... thanks, yep."

We had been neighbours for years and always got on OK, although as he and his brother were both a bit younger we never really hung out. Age seems such a big deal when you are young, and just a couple of years seemed like quite a gulf, but George was pretty shy, although I always suspected that he had a bit of a crush on me as he always blushed whenever he saw me, and he was a bit bookish and nerdy, like me really. He was always interested in cars, something I found incredibly tedious, but I was pretty stunned to catch him smoking dope yet alone looking at a girlie magazine and jerking off. I thought he might be quite fun to tease though. I heard the garden gate latch and George wandered down towards me wearing just shorts and a t-shirt with some sort of aircraft on it. Not very cool. He looked a little shocked once again when he realised I was just in my bikini and blushed again as he said 'hi' and I told him to join me on the blanket.

He had thoughtfully brought some beers and snacks in a backpack and handed me one, taking one for himself as he swallowed a little nervously as he gave my scantily clad body the once over, as subtly as he could, but he didn't really quite know where to look, but every time he did dare look at me his eyes would inevitably wander over my breasts. We just chatted for a while, mainly about our respective colleges and he seemed to relax somewhat, especially as we finished off the joint and we both got the giggles a bit. He wasn't bad looking, just a little socially awkward. I mean he was a little shorter than me but had a decent physique and short dark hair, cut slightly old fashioned, however. He told me he had seen Marcus the morning he went off with Ryan when they were packing up the car, so knew everyone was away and I was alone too.

We just chatted and smoked for maybe an hour or so and I started to feel a little horny. I thought it would be fun to test him a little and let him see a bit more of what I had down below so I turned away from him and busied myself dipping into his backpack bent right over giving him a nice view of my bottom in my tight bikini briefs knowing full well that they were too small and riding up between my lips and my dark pubic hair would be quite visible to him poking out the sides. I held my pose for a few seconds as I pretended to be looking in the bag.

"Peanuts or crisps?"

I asked, still holding my arse up provocatively. No answer. So I repeated the question and purposely shook my arse a little from side to side. Still no answer. I smiled and turned my head to look at him. He was mesmerised, paused, half holding his beer up towards his mouth, which was open, his eyes glued to the wonders between my legs. He suddenly looked at my face when I turned and just said,

"What?"

"Peanuts or crisps?"

"Oh, erm... don't mind."

I turned and grabbed the first bag that came to hand and lay them on the blanket between us and opened them up. He was sat cross-legged in front of me, and I noticed him adjust his cock in his shorts and shift his position. Poor guy, I had obviously given him a bit of a stiffy and I smiled to myself. I asked him how long he had been smoking.

"Oh, only a couple of weeks. I had some at a party and my mate John got me some, it just relaxes me a bit."

"Right, yeah. Any nice girls at the party?"

I caught him off guard a little with that question and he blushed and smiled as he looked at me sheepishly, not answering.

"Oh, there was wasn't there, I know that guilty look! George, what did you get up to?"

I said, pulling his leg a little. He just chuckled slightly and said,

"Well there was one actually, Nicola Walton, she's in one of my classes at college."

"And? Details please George!"

"Oh, there's nothing to tell really, I just like her."

"OK, so at the party, did you, you know, get anywhere?"

"No, not really, although we did have a bit of a snog before we left."

"Oh, lovely. Nothing more then?"

"Oh, God no!"

"Really, why not?"

"Well, you know, I've not... I mean I've never... erm."

"Never done it?"

"No." he said.

"You mean you're a virgin?"

"Well, yeah."

He said quietly, picking at the fluff on the blanket, his face turning bright red again.

"But you've done other things though, with girls? Or boys?"

"Blimey, no not with boys!"

"OK, with girls then?"

"Well, no not with girls either actually."

I suddenly felt a little sorry for him. Eighteen already and no experience at all with the opposite sex, or the same sex for that matter. I decided I needed to educate him a little and help him out as it were. I persuaded him to roll another joint and we both had a couple of puffs and then I moved from sitting on my legs, which were in danger of going to sleep all on their own anyway and crossed my legs in front of him allowing him a good view of my bikini bottoms showing off a mean camel toe as the tightness of the material cut into me a little. He didn't even notice to start with. So I put my beer can down directly in front of my crotch and then sort of shook it from side to side and said,

"Fancy some more of this?"

He looked down at my hand as I agitated the can and then once I had his attention I removed the can from in front of my crotch and lowered my knees to the floor leaving him an uninterrupted view between my open legs. He stared for a moment right between my legs and his mouth opened again and he seemed to sigh as he admired the view. Then he looked up at my eyes again as I smiled at him and just held up the empty beer can.

"Oh, yes, beer! Yes, good idea."

And swiftly passed me another and adjusted his cock again, putting his knees up in front of him trying to hide his crotch. I decided to push him a little further, so I continued the conversation probing him about his experience with girls, or the lack of it.

"So you've never really done anything with a girl before, George?"

He blushed again and laughed softly trying to brush it off.

"Oh, no, not really, never been that bothered."

"Really, well you seemed quite interested in the magazine you were reading early."

"What magazine?"

He said genuinely confused, and probably a bit stoned too.

"The one you were looking at in the garden... with your hand down your shorts."

His eyes suddenly widened, and he looked a bit flustered as he protested.

"Oh erm... that was just a car magazine."

"Really. Well it looked like it certainly had some nice models between the pages!"

He just looked at me a bit flustered still just sort of spluttering a few garbled words, really not knowing what to say. I just laughed casually and said,

"George, it's OK, all men do it you know. So you looked a girlie magazine, big deal, and you played with your cock, big deal."

He was red faced and staring at the blanket. So I added,

"George, it's nothing to be ashamed of, so you were home alone enjoying a smoke and having a nice wank, all men do it, especially at your age."

"I wasn't... having a wank."

He protested still, a little half-heartedly.

"Really, you were just scratching your cock then?"

"Something like that, yes."

"Because it was getting stiff?"

He just sort of coughed then, not knowing how to answer.

"George, don't worry about it, I'm just winding you up, and it's supposed to get hard when you see something you like."

I said chuckling gently. He looked up at me then, still a little red-faced and handed me the joint. I planted my feet on the blanket about two feet apart and let my knees fall apart spreading my legs in front of him. He looked a little urgently at me, his eyes fixed on mine, but he was well aware of what I had done, and he was desperately trying not to look down between my open legs. I smiled easily at him and took a long drag of the joint and he flinched and looked down and swallowed when he saw. I followed his eyes and looked down between my open legs. I really was brazen, and my tight bikini briefs where straining and pushing up my pussy, leaving a deep grove where my slit was and a tiny wet stain was beginning to appear right in the middle turning the light blue material a much deeper blue, outlined by my very obvious dark pussy hairs sticking out either side, framing my arousal. He looked up at my eyes again as he grasped his legs holding his knees together firmly.

"You see, George, when girls get excited their nipples get stiff and their pussies get wet... just like mine."

He immediately looked up at my breasts. My nipples were certainly obvious too, sticking out and pointing at him. I took another drag and looking down at my breasts I casually flicked on my left nipple, and it sprang back beneath the material of my bikini, standing proud.

"Is your penis hard, George?"

I asked as I handed him back the joint. He looked back at me as he accepted it and just sheepishly nodded a few times.

"Would you like to play with it?"

George took a last drag of the joint but coughed when I asked him the question and quickly took a sip of his beer.

"Erm... I'm not sure."

"Go on, play with it. I'd like to see you playing with it, it must be really stiff by now. Do you like looking at me, between my legs."

He sort of blew in the air gently looking a little stoned and possibly not sure if he had heard correctly, but he did at least release the grip on his knees, probably open to the idea at least, but still not quite sure if I was serious. I sensed he was probably up for it by now so decided to encourage him a little more and show him I was indeed quite serious.

"It's OK, I like you looking, maybe this will inspire you?"

And I reached behind my back as he looked on incredulously as I undid the clasp on my bikini top and let it sag at the front as I quickly grabbed it and pushed my arms across my chest hiding my breasts, but lifted up the garment in one hand, held it out in front of us and dropped it onto the blanket.

"If I show you my tits, will you get your cock out?"

He looked back at me mesmerised by the situation and just nodded quite energetically at me as I smiled back at him.

"Good. Put your legs down."

Finally he did as I asked and lowered his legs. The bulge in his shorts was very obvious and I smiled again looking forward to seeing it revealed in all its glory. God, I love cock! I lowered my arms and arched my back allowing him an unobstructed view of at my naked breasts, his first.

"Oh, wow!"

He said and I chuckled, quietly flattered by his positive reaction. I shook them a little making them sway slightly and I could see the delight and lust in his eyes as he stared wildly.

"Come on then, I showed you, now show me your lovely hard cock."

Finally he put his hands over his crotch, pulled down his zip but then paused and looked at my eyes again.

"Come on, I want to see some cock!"

I said excitedly. He just looked at me looking rather shy again and so I added.

"Do you want me to do it?"

He just looked at me again and nodded. So I dived in with my hands and opened the button on the top of his shorts and he gasped audibly sounding a little anxious and straightened his legs enough for me to pull them down along with his underwear in one long heave and his hard cock sprang up in front of my eyes. Gosh! I was pretty happy with the outcome I must say. He had a lovely cock. Uncut, and a good 6 inches, and looking stiff as hell as it stood to attention sticking straight up as it slapped against his t-shirt, and I clasped both hands around it and cried out,

"Oh, George, that's a lovely cock!"

And immediately gently rolled back his foreskin as he emitted a little cry and sensing he wasn't going to last long at all I continued to very gently pull his foreskin back and forth slowly savouring the moment as I studied his lovely cock.

"Oh Jane!"

He said rather anxiously, his back sitting up as straight as his cock.

"It's OK, just let me know when you're going to come."

"Jane, I'm going..."

And he suddenly started to shoot his load. The first jet nearly hit me in the face it came out with such force as I leant down slightly to reach his crotch, I just started to laugh as he whimpered and continued to squirt come everywhere, at least three or four big blobs landed all over my thighs and it was dripping down my fingers as I finished him off slowly rubbing his length up and down.

"Wow, pretty impressive George!"

I said as he laughed as well, and I finally let go of his cock and rubbed his spunk into my skin and licked it all off my fingers as he watched me. I just winked at him as he looked rather shocked again at me licking up his come and I said,

"Hmm, you taste lovely!"

He gradually calmed down, breathing deep but slowly as he stared down at his still stiff cock out in the open enjoying the afterglow. I put my hand on it again a gently played with it some more just inspecting him and tickling his hairy balls a little as he smiled back at me.

"Did you like that?"

"Hmm, yeah, that was amazing, thank you Jane."

He said with enthusiasm.

"You're welcome George, glad you enjoyed it. I had fun too."

He watched me as I continued to toy with his cock and balls, inspecting him and rubbing him gently and he opened his mouth the speak, but paused for a second and then finally managed to ask.

"You like doing that?"

"God, yeah, I love playing with cocks, and lots of other things too."

"Wow, I didn't really know you were like that."

He said sounding very surprised. I flashed him another smile as I let go of his cock finally and added.

"There's a lot you don't know about me, George. Let's just say that my time at university has been quite an education, and I've been a willing pupil."

He just raised his eyebrows and smiled at me as he began to pull his shorts and underwear back up, staring lovingly at my naked breasts still on display.

"Oh, don't feel you have to cover up now, George, we're just getting to know each other."

I said, genuinely a little disappointed.

"Oh, I'm really sorry Jane, I don't really want to go but I'll have to," he said checking his watch a little urgently, "My parents always call about this time from the US and they worry if I don't answer."

"Oh, OK, well why don't you come over again later after lunch?"

I said moving my shoulders a little and gently wobbling my tits to entice him. He looked down at them and sighed longingly.

"Oh, but my friend John is coming over to lend me some more... car magazines."

I sniggered at that, as if he needed to hide his viewing pleasures from me now.

"Oh, that's OK, why don't you bring John over too?"

He looked surprised yet again and said,

"Er, really?"

"Sure, don't you think he'd like to meet me too?"

"Yeah, I think he would!"

"Good, but one thing, don't jerk off again before you come over OK?"

"Oh, yeah, sure."

And he left looking quite flushed in the face but one happy young man.

Part 22

I had a lazy afternoon. The house was a bit of a mess, but I couldn't be bothered to clear up just yet. A lot of my clothes from the festival were still in the sitting room and I thought I better put them in the wash at least, especially my dirty knickers.

I had a quick shower before lunch and put on my very short denim skirt and some plain white panties and a light summer blouse, not bothering with a bra, and then sat outside with a coffee in a sunny patch a bit nearer the house close to the washing line and my drying clothes when I heard voices, and the gate latch click. I assumed it was George and clearly he wasn't alone. I was quite excited to hear them and really looking forward to doing some more naughties with luck, although it seemed inevitable that Geroge would have told his friend all about earlier, so I assumed he was primed. I looked up smiling as they both wandered into the garden in the usual shorts and t-shirts carrying the same small backpack of goodies. They both said 'hi' and joined me on the blanket.

George introduced me to John, whom as I had suspected was pretty nerdy like his friend and about the same height as him but a little more rotund and stockier but with a friendly sweet face. He looked a little shy just like George. I knew they had both been to the same all boys school and so were not particularly used to the opposite sex, although they were both now 18 and had gone on to sixth form college together. John handed me the bag and I sorted out the drinks as I noticed John nudge his friend and nod towards the washing line and my panties on full display. George's eyes widened and they both sniggered, clearly seeing what was written on them, namely one pair with 'I suck' and two pairs with 'slut', I had lost one pair of the slut knickers somewhere at the festival although I couldn't remember where.

They smirked as the drinks were handed round and we sat chatting for some time and John rolled a joint and passed it to me to light. We all had a smoke and enjoyed the chilled beers and were getting on well, soon feeling very relaxed after about half an hour and I started ribbing George again about the party and Nicola Walton and John immediately turned to him and said,

"Christ, you snogged Nicola Walton?"

George just sort of beamed and said quite proudly.

"Yeah!"

"You lucky bastard!"

And they both chuckled.

"Nice is she?"

I asked, and John, without thinking pulled a face and held up his hands by his chest about to say something and then stopped himself and looked at me and said,

"Oh, sorry"

"That's Ok, John, she's got nice tits then?"

He blew out a puff of air and then said,

"Oh yes!"

"A nice handful are they?"

I said smiling at him and slightly pushing my own chest forward. He looked down at my breasts straining slightly below my thin blouse as my nipples started to wake up although they were already pretty obvious with no bra on.

"Yes, very nice, if only..."

And he trailed off thoughtfully as he stared at my nipples and forgot what he was saying. I was starting to enjoy myself winding them both up a little and I was hoping I could wake up the contents of their shorts too.

"Oh, never had the chance to feel up a nice girl then?"

John just blushed and shot a glance up to my eyes and shook his head a couple of times.

"Oh, that's a shame, so you've never even fingered a girl before?"

John was just taking a drink of his beer and he nearly chocked. He spluttered a bit but managed not to spit any out and he just blushed as he shook his head again. I was still enjoying being in control for a change and as I took a long sip of my own beer I deliberately opened my legs a little, just enough to give them both a peep at my white knickers flashing beneath my short dark skirt. Both of them lowered their eyes between my legs trying to see more of my knickers.

"That's a pity, most girls love being fingered."

John shot a glance at his friend who looked back a little nervously but just kept on taking quick slugs of his beer.

"I mean, I've always loved being fingered."

I said and I opened my legs a little wider taking another sip of beer. Both of them had their eyes glued to my white panties and I laughed inside as I saw them both shifting their positions on the blanket awkwardly trying to surreptitiously shift their stiffening cocks in their shorts. I was feeling pretty stoned and more than a little horny and thoroughly enjoying the attention of two young guys keen for a little experience. But I broke their attentions as I suddenly put down my empty can and announced brightly as they both looked up at me again.

"Anyway, this beer is going right through me, I need the loo or I might just wet my knickers."

Their eyes both shot down to my knickers again, but I decided to tease them a bit longer and got up and went into the house to the toilet. I sat in the downstairs toilet emptying my bladder as I really did need to go, and I could hear them outside talking animatedly through the open top window although I couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but there seemed to be much excitement in their voices and laughter. I touched my pussy lips gently and they positively sang with excitement, I was feeling really horny now and was really in need of some cock, so I undid a couple of buttons on my blouse showing off a fair bit of cleavage and left the toilet.

They went quiet as I strolled out bare footed onto the cool grass which felt quite sensual. I plonked myself down as George handed me another joint and I took it and had another puff, and I could tell this was really loaded.

"Oh boys! Are you trying to get me flat on my back, this is pretty strong!"

"Oh, sorry, I may have overdone that one a bit."

Said John sounding genuinely apologetic. I chuckled as I handed him the joint as I momentarily disappeared behind a cloud of heavy smoke and then stretched my long bare legs out in front of me pushing my feet between them and then ran my hands up and down my thighs feeling the heat from the sun on them. George and John were sat cross-legged in front of me, their pale thighs very slightly reddened.

"Wow, that sun is lovely, my thighs are getting really hot, feel that heat on my legs guys!"

And I grabbed a hand from each of them and slapped them down on my thighs and smoothed them slowly up and down as I smiled at them both. I felt the tension in both their hands and gently just said,

"It's OK, relax, just feel the warmth there for a moment, doesn't that feel nice."

I said as they both swallowed and looked down at their respective hands as I encouraged them to feel my warm thighs, pushing them up and down slowly and very gradually allowing them to get higher and higher towards the bottom of my very short skirt. I felt them both relax a little as I heard their breathing getting a little heavier and I let go of their hands but encouraged them to continue.

"Oh, that feels lovely guys, keep going."

And I took a deep breath enjoying the sensation as my cleavage heaved up and down as one after the other they noticed the adjustment to my blouse and peered at my breasts moving under my blouse, my nipples pointing through the material looking positively obscene as I felt them stiffening rapidly enjoying having he boys feeling me up. I was now frankly gagging for some cock and so I pushed them a little further as I put my hands down in turn on their bare thighs saying,

"And how are your legs boys, hope they are not getting burnt."

I felt them both flinch and visibly shake a little as I rubbed their warm thighs firmly until the tips of my fingers were just slightly sneaking up the legs of their shorts.

"Wow, I can feel they are both pretty hot!"

I could see both their cocks bulging angrily against their shorts as I smiled at them. They looked a little shell shocked but seemed happy enough to keep rubbing my thighs and I could feel my pussy gently leaking into my knickers. I shifted forwards a bit just shunting up on my backside to get a little closer to them and my skirt rode up and my knickers came clearly into view. The boys looked down again between my legs and I enjoyed the feeling of showing myself off to them. John couldn't help himself as he looked at my knickers and he said quietly,

"Blimey!"

And he nudged George who tilted his head slightly to get a better view. I looked down to see that I had actually wet my knickers a little as a very obvious damp patch was beginning to form right in the centre in front of their very eyes, and my dark pubic hair now also very obvious framing my white knickers. I felt that delicious sense of humiliation and excitement as I opened my legs wide and let them enjoy an uninterrupted view of my shameful display.

"Oh dear, I seem to have wet my knickers after all boys, I guess I really am a slut!"

"Bloody hell!"

Said George, and I breathed out a heavy sigh and pushed both my hands up the short legs of their trousers and into their underwear and smiled broadly as I grabbed hold of two rock hard cocks. Both of them gasped audibly and looked at me with almost pained expressions on their faces as I just purred holding onto their stiff warm cocks and I licked my lips at John, although I'm not sure if that was a good idea as it felt like his could go off at any moment and I at least wanted to see it out in the open before he came. So I removed my hands and sat back a moment and just told them.

"Don't worry guys, just relax and enjoy it. Get your cocks out! Show me!"

They didn't hesitate thankfully, and as they quickly dealt with zips and buttons I undid my blouse and pulled it open showing them my naked breasts.

"Oh wow!" Said George.

"Oh those are gorgeous!"

Added John, sounding so excited I thought he might cry. They managed to get their shorts and underwear down to their knees and sat there both proudly sporting two very tasty looking stiff cocks. I shuffled up between them and placed their hands on my thighs again and moved them up and down encouraging them to rub my thighs again although I deliberately pushed them right up between my legs and they felt my knickers too. They took the hint and continued to rub me up nicely, their fingers straying slightly just nudging onto the front of my knickers, enjoying the sensation as they pushed against the spongy mass of pubic hair under my knickers as I took hold of their cocks and very gently started to ease their foreskins back and forth trying to do it slowly to delay them from shooting their load too quickly. They were both now half groaning and half laughing as I enjoyed the feel of having a cock in each hand again. John was not quite as long as George's, but it was noticeably thicker with lovely fat veins down the side which I could feel as I wanked him off.

"Put your hands down my knickers, both of you!"

And I leant in and started to snog John as I felt quite a commotion between my legs as they both rummaged away inside my knickers, pushing their fingers through my dense pubic hair and I finally felt a number of fingers probing at my wet slit and at last someone, I'm not sure who, slid a finger up my pussy and I groaned in John's face.

"Oh that's nice, I want both of you to finger me at once! Put your fingers up me!"

And I turned my head and began to snog George, and I pushed my tongue into his mouth and felt his own tongue licking mine tentatively and to my delight another finger was pushed up my pussy clearly from a different hand and I felt the joy of two fingers from two men working their way up me. Just then I felt John's cock twitching and I knew he was about to shoot as he moaned out loud and I broke off my kiss and looked down as I wanked him hard and fast now and he cried out as I saw his spunk shooting right up my arm, as it spurted with great force a number of heavy dollops covering my lower arm and dripping down into my hand. I looked him in the eye and winked and said.

"There's a good boy."

"I'm sorry, Jane, I couldn't help it."

Said poor John sounding a bit sorrowful.

"Don't be sorry, that's exactly what's supposed to happen, it's lovely."

I said as I finished him off, squeezing out the last drops from his hard cock, feeling very excited to see him come. George watched his friend, and it seemed to set him off too and I felt his leg shaking against mine as I doubled my efforts on his lovely young cock, and he sort of stifled a laugh as his eyes shut tight and his spunk shot out past the blanket and landed on the grass, and I redirected his aim, and the next few shots landed on my left thigh. The boys were still fingering me without much finesse I have to say but I very much appreciated their enthusiasm.

"Keep fingering me guys, make me come as well."

We were all facing each other in a very close-knit ring and their fingers kept poking up me and I looked down and pulled the front of my knickers open as we all watched their hands doing their work and they marvelled at my bushy mound.

"My God, she's really hairy!"

Said John, sounding quite amazed.

"Pull my nipples guys, stretch them out, make me come like a bitch!"

I shouted out, a little too loudly I'm sure, but I was indeed getting close to orgasm and quite carried away by the excitement. They were more than happy to assist me, and they gripped my nipples hard and stretched them out tugging on them just the way I love, and my mouth opened, and I let out an unholy low moan as my legs and pelvis started to shudder as a terrific orgasm rushed through my whole body. I felt my pussy juices dripping out of me soaking their busy fingers and they gradually slowed as my breathing returned to a slow steady rhythm and I opened my eyes and looked back at my two young lovers and smiled.

"Wow, not bad at all lads, thank you."

They looked pretty happy with my praise, and they watched just smiling at me as I raised my arm covered with John's spunk and licked it off, swallowing it all and then scooped up as best I could all the sperm on my thigh and licked off the remnants of George's spunk on my left hand.

"Hmm, yummy!"

The boys looked a bit shocked, especially John who asked.

"Blimey, you like that?"

"Yeah! I love the taste of spunk, it's delicious!"

I said proudly licking my lips.

"My God, what a..."

He trailed off realising what he was about the say, so I finished the sentence for him.

"Yes, slut! Say it John."

He looked slightly uncomfortable but added.

"Slut."

I just smiled back at him and said.

"It's OK, I know what I am, and I don't care what anyone thinks, I am a dirty slut, and that's why men always want me!"

I had a slug of beer to wash it all down and we all took our turn to visit the bathroom and clean up a bit. I went upstairs to use the big bathroom and took off my knickers and just left them on the floor and allowed my blouse to remain open too, I was feeling great and wanted to continue to show off to my younger new friends. Don't get me wrong, older men have a lot going for them, I love doing the dirty with older men as they are so grateful and they probably have more staying power, but younger guys recover much quicker, and I was counting on it.

Part 23

I made some coffee for all of us and phoned for a large pizza and half an hour later we were dining in the lounge just chatting again with some music on. The guys didn't seem to be in a hurry to go which boded well and we had coffee to revive us a bit. I had just remembered to do up my blouse as I took the order at the door although the delivery guy still got quite an eyeful of my cleavage as I stooped down to get my bag, and he gave me a lovely smile as he left.

I was feeling so relaxed still and calm after food and coffee that I sat back on one of the large leather sofas and put my bare feet up and lay longways facing the boys as I had an after dinner cigarette. George and John were both sat on the other sofa still watching me as we chatted looking very attentive still.

"So boys, did you have a nice wank?"

The both chuckled and gave a collective,

"Oh yes!"

"Good, glad you enjoyed it, I loved playing with your cocks, oh and thanks for my lovely orgasm too, I couldn't have done it without you boys!"

And they chuckled at that.

"Anytime!"

Said John, looking like he really meant it, as he started to roll another joint. To be honest I wasn't sure I really needed it, but was happy to let them continue if they wanted, it certainly put them in an excellent mood. But now I was back in the mood for doing something naughty again and it seemed pretty obvious from the looks I was getting that they were too. I finished my coffee, and George passed some more beers around, but I said I didn't fancy anymore, and I was going onto wine. I asked them if they fancied any, but they were happy sticking to beer. I had a half bottle in the fridge still, so I brought it in with a glass and poured it out as the joint was passed round again.

It was a lovely warm evening still and the patio doors were wide open still at the back of the house and I undid the buttons on my blouse and just let it hang open. I smiled as they both immediately looked over at me with tentative, hopeful smiles on their faces and I took another sip of my wine and then put it on the coffee table and opened my blouse wide baring my breasts to them again with a big smile on my face.

"Do you like them boys?"

"Too right!"

Said George, as John added.

"God you have gorgeous tits, Jane!"

"Ah, thank you." I said in a jokey mocking tone, "Well would you like to carry on and do some more naughties with me?"

Their eyes widened and it was no surprise to hear a loud "yes!" from them both.

"OK, sounds good to me, but you'll have to do something for me first."

"Sure, what's that then?"

Asked George, sounding keen.

"Strip! Both of you!"

"Hey?"

Said John.

"You heard, I want you both to get naked or I don't go any further, and that would be such a shame, because you know I can't remember if I put my panties back on."

They both looked down automatically past my long bare legs to my skirt. It was short, but they couldn't see that far up to determine whether I was bluffing or not.

"It's no good just looking, you need to get busy removing those clothes guys, come on, it's not like you're wearing much, and I've already seen it tonight."

They both sort of just glanced at each other and then stood up and started to remove their clothes. It's odd but they seemed even more shy about taking off their t-shirts than their underwear earlier, but they finally got down to their shorts and glanced at each other again as they chuckled, a little self-conscious, both ribbing each other with their elbows for a moment and then I counted out loud, one, two, three! And down they came.

John already had a bit of a semi, but George was nowhere near, although to give him his due I had already wanked him off twice today. I told them in no uncertain terms to keep their legs open so I could see their cocks, as I wanted to see first-hand their reactions.

"Good boys! Now, what was I saying about my panties, did I put them back on again or not, what do you think boys?"

And I very slowly starting to lift up my skirt until my hairy muff came into view and I put my finger up to my mouth with a little "Oh dear, no panties!" And they both beamed like idiots and grabbed at their cocks.

"Oh that's it, play with those lovely cocks, guys, show naughty Jane how much you're enjoying the show."

And I felt so slutty, and I slowly opened my legs a little as they both craned their necks to get a better view. I smiled back at them and opened my legs a bit wider, resting my left leg on the floor and put my hands down and smoothed them through my pubic hair, combing it as they watched eagerly gently tugging on their cocks, and I noted that George's was already waking up again which looked promising. It turned me on no end watching them play with themselves, knowing I was the source of their excitement. I ran my finger over my clit and jolted a bit with a pleasant shock and I rubbed it for a moment as the guys watched on, concentrated smiles etched on their faces. Then I put my right leg up on the top of the sofa spreading my legs really wide now and accentuating my desire to be wide open to them and opened my pussy lips for good measure showing them my wet pink pussy.

"Fucking hell!"

Said George jerking his cock a little faster, his tongue practically hanging out as he sat on the edge of his seat staring between my legs.

"Do you like that boys?"

"Fuck, yes!"

Added John, and I ran a finger down my open lips and slipped a finger right up myself.

"Oh yes, that's good!"

I groaned, as I started to writhe against the soft leather of the sofa with the desperate urge to show them how dirty I could be growing as quickly as their firm young cocks. They both watched now on the edge of their seats jerking away happily, but I really didn't want them to spill their loads just yet.

"Come and have a closer look if you like."

I suggested. I didn't have to ask twice, as John almost leapt onto the end of my sofa and bent his head and John quickly knelt on the floor leaning against my left thigh, head tilted towards me.

"Oh, that's it, you can look right up my cunt, it's so wet."

I said, removing my finger from my pussy and rubbing it across Georges lips. He got the message and opened his mouth, and I pushed my finger, wet with my juices in and out, rubbing it on his tongue.

"Tasty?"

I queried, removing it from his mouth now.

"Hmm."

He said, like he was talking from a dream.

"Oh, poor John, you didn't get any, let me help."

And I put my finger back up my pussy to the knuckle and pulled it out, the juices glistening in the warm light and I repeated my little treat, pushing my finger back and forth in John's mouth, as he sucked on it and gently moaned in gratitude.

"Have either of you every licked a girl out?"

I asked, fully assuming neither had. They both looked back at me, wide-eyed and excited as they shook their heads.

"Oh, well, you're both in for a treat then. John, you can go first as you're there."

I said just nodding at him. He practically dived between my legs and he immediately shoved his tongue right up me, which was a bit of a shock.

"John, John, calm down a little bit, go easy on her, she's quite sensitive."

I said, slightly concerned for my pussy.

"Sorry."

He said as he looked up momentarily, my juices already shining off his chin and nose. He got back to work between my legs, and I spread my lips for him, and he got back to work licking me all over my open pussy, and full marks to him as he also found my clit without prompting and I enjoyed the feel of his tongue all over me.

I turned my head to George, and between moments where I had to pause from the pleasure down below, I managed to grab George's now fully erect cock and then rubbed his hairy balls and gradually encouraged him to stand and steading himself with his hand on the seat of the sofa I put my hand on his arse and pulled him towards me, opening my mouth and he stuck his cock inside. I started to suck him off in a nice steady rhythm as he whimpered like a puppy, his eyes staring down at me almost in disbelief as he watched me attend to his cock, occasionally glancing at John as he feasted on my pussy. I poked my tongue against his foreskin licking in a tight circle around the top of his cock and then pushed it down and lapped at the head and then slobbered all over his length.

"Oh, yes, yes!"

Cried George, appreciating my efforts greatly as I enjoyed the taste of his cock. We all had a whale of a time, and our activities were punctuated by little squeals, mainly from me, and moans and groans of pleasure from all of us as we continued for a few minutes. I was reluctant to stop but wanted to try some new things with them, so I finally called out.

"OK, guys, very nice, but time to change ends."

They quickly manoeuvred themselves as John climbed off the sofa, his face comically wet as he ran the back of his hand across his face wiping off at least some of my pussy juice, and George took his place, and he soon had his tongue buried in my pussy. He wasn't bad either, he was certainly enthusiastic though he seemed more concerned with how far he could get his tongue up me, but I wasn't complaining. So I looked to my left at John standing next to me holding out his stiff fat cock pointing it at my face, and so I wrapped my hand around his arse and pulled him into my face and I could feel the difference as he fed himself into my mouth. His cock was much wider and pretty tasty still, the head of his cock was really wet with precome, and I enjoyed lapping at it when it was in my mouth, and he breathed out hard as I sucked him off.

What a lovely session I was having, as I allowed these two very enthusiastic young men to practice on me. It suddenly occurred to me that they may well even have some friends who might like to practice on me too, that could be fun! I was really loving what they were doing but I really wanted to be fucked so I reluctantly moved my head back allowing John's cock to plop out soaked with my saliva and called down to George who was still going at my pussy like his life depended on it.

"That was lovely boys, and I think your efforts really deserve a final reward. Who wants to fuck me?"

George's head suddenly sprang up as he gasped.

"Shit, yes!"

And I nearly burst out laughing, but I really didn't want to hurt his feelings, not at this crucial moment.

"Oh man, can we?"

Said John sounding overjoyed. I just looked up at him with a big smile and said.

"Yes, of course you can."

"Ha, yes!"

Said John punching his fist in the air. I just chuckled at him and looked down at George who was now up on his knees still between my spread legs and said.

"You might as well go first George."

He nearly fell on me and then apologised as he lifted himself up in a press-up position and I felt between us and took hold of his cock and pushing it down slightly I told him.

"A bit lower."

And he pushed a little as the tip of his cock nudged against my pussy lips and then I pushed his arse down a little more and then he shoved his pelvis forward and I felt him enter me.

"Oh God!"

"OK?"

"Fucking fantastic!"

He called out and started to thrust in and out of me as most young men do, no real finesse, just the absolute joy of being inside a girl for the first time. It felt pretty good, and it was great to have another cock up me.

"Oh, that's nice George, use my dirty cunt, just shove it up me, and fuck me!"

I grabbed hold of John's cock next to me and I think I took him by surprise as I felt him jolt slightly, but I had my eyes closed now, just wanting to savour the moment as George banged away between my legs, and I heard our slightly sweaty bodies slapping together and I felt his breath in my face each time his pushed into me. He pounded away for maybe a couple of minutes which was about a couple of minutes more than I thought he would manage and then I heard him call out a short throaty cry and his cock twitched, and he blew his load as he breathed out a huge breath and I felt him squirting inside of me with a satisfying warm glow.

"Wow!"

He said as he looked down at me breathing hard.

"Wow, indeed, George, well done!"

I said as I gave him a quick peck on the lips and patted his backside. He looked very happy as he pulled his sticky cock out of me and nursed it in his hand, and I turned to John and said.

"Hope you don't mind sloppy seconds, John, because George just left quite a load."

John just chuckled and said.

"Ah, who cares!"

And knelt up on the sofa getting between my open legs and I grabbed his cock a moment and just felt it and told him.

"Hmm, that's a nice fat cock, are you going to put it in me?"

"Too right I am!"

He said and he shifted his pelvis downwards and I got him in position wetting the tip against my pussy and he slid into me with some force.

"Ooh, that's nice!"

I said automatically. John just started to breath heavily. He was quite a stocky guy, not fat, but there was quite a lot of him, and I could feel his strength as he shoved himself in and out of me, pushing my own breath out as he came down on me with each thrust. I turned towards George who was now quietly kneeling on the floor close to me still holding his sticky slightly wilted cock and I just put my hand around his back slipped it down and felt up his tight buttocks as he watched his friend fucking me with absolute fascination.

"Do you like watching me being fucked, George?"

"Oh yeah!"

He said he said breathlessly.

"Good, cause I love people watching me being fucked, I'm such a bad girl. Do you have any more friends who might like to practice on me?"

He threw me a look and answered.

"God, yeah, loads!"

"Mmm, lovely, maybe you could invite them over then sometime."

This pushed poor John over the edge almost immediately and he cursed.

"Oh, shit!"

As he started to pump me full of his spunk. He came with a huge force, and I reached down and squeezed his balls as he closed his eyes.

"Oh there's a good boy, John, empty those big balls in me."

And I massaged them firmly in my hand as he finished unloading into my grateful pussy.