Immanuel had witnessed the protest, had a single drink with Daria and Susan and then returned home to his flat near Waterloo and typed up a piece on the protest. He doubted many people outside of the Jacobin Inquirer’s modest readership would be especially interested. Why people thought that Prime Minister Nick Clegg and his ministers slashing social security in secret was somehow acceptable perturbed Im. He noted in his article how corporate donors had influenced the party and were using cuts to fund another round of tax breaks for millionaires.
The next morning he woke up with sun shining and Besany Galvez on his mind. Last night’s sex had been their best encounter yet, save the very first night they had met. He had been extremely deep in her. So much so that while sitting in his bed having just woken up, when he put his hands on his penis part of him felt as if he were back inside her again. Besany’s vagina and her prowess under the sheets had become something of an obsession. Im found her abnormally sultry, lusty and appetising. Her personality wasn’t bad either and her personality in bed, well, that was extraordinary. She knew what to do and when to do it. He wondered if he’d met a classy nymphoniac, did such people really exist? Whatever she was, Im felt she was worth obsessing over.
Immanuel Calley was the son of two Albanian immigrants who had immigrated to England taking their son Immanuel, who had been a toddler, after fleeing to the West from the collapsing dictatorship. His mother had become a chef, his father a mailman and eventually Immanuel had grown up to be a fairly successful journalist. The newspaper was only a weekly but it had a weekly circulation of around 10,000. Which meant Im typically earned between £1k and £1.2 per week, on top of occasional money for writing at bigger newspapers or journals. His parents had returned to Albania and he began working with Susan and Daria. Now 27 Im lived alone and could at least pay the rent without trouble. Besany on the other hand was 20 and had left both school and home at 16, moving to London from a rural village in Puerto Rico. She worked in a library and to make ends meet she also taught Spanish part-time. It was at the library where they had first met and where he sometimes fantasised about fucking her.
It had been too much effort for Im to bother to buy a new gym pass, so he simply began to do some morning sit ups and press ups, managing a reasonably 150 of each. Beginning to feel exhausted Im made himself some black tea and smoked a ciggy on his apartment balcony. As he did so he kept his eyes peeled for any attractive passers-by, none came however. Instead he changed into a shirt, some black slim jeans and then proceeded to put on some brogues. He’d head to Oxford Street and do some shopping.
For Besany he stopped off in the Ann Summers chain and after a fair amount of searching and deliberation he found the right sexy-gifts. He purchased a skirted dark crimson thong for Besany. The thong was lacy and had two small red bows on either side of the front. He would enjoy watching Besany wear it almost as much as he would enjoy pulling it off her. The big gift however would be the double penetrator he had decided to buy. The black plastic device had a ring which would fit firmly yet comfortably around Immanuel’s cock and protruding from the bottom of the ring was a large black leathery dildo. Equal in length to Im’s penis, the dildo would be perfect for some double penetration when they next saw each other.
Next Immanuel made his way to a men’s underwear shop and decided to buy himself something. He could not hide that he found something attractive about putting on a G-string for his girl to see and he’d toyed with the idea for some time. He quickly found a black G-string which would cover little of his body but his cock and decided to purchase it. It was then that Im got a call from Susan from work. ‘Im could you pop round to my place asap, I need to talk about some work stuff with you’. Begrudgingly Im made the 5 stop tube journey to Susan’s house which she shared with her long-term partner Daria, the other co-editor of their magazine. Susan was exactly 20 years Immanuel’s senior and had helped to start the magazine 14 years ago with Daria who had at the time only recently become Susan’s girlfriend.
The unusual composition of the Jacobin Inquirer’s editorial board had made Im subject to jokes among some of his friend’s. Several time’s Im’s pals had joked about how one day the girls would invite him into their bedroom for a ménage-a-trois, sadly it had yet to happen. As Im got to the door he decided the contents of his shopping bags were not suitable for the workplace so he swiftly placed them into the only other bag he had on him, his work bag. Needless to say by the time he’d got upstairs and started talking to Susan about work that he realised his poor decision. As Im skim-read an article due for submission in the week’s issue, Susan reached into Im’s work bag looking for the write up he had written yesterday. Before he had finished reading Susan was tapping his shoulder with one hand and waving a sex-toy in the other.
‘Oh Immanuel, you have been naughty’ grinned Susan as she examined the double penetrator. ‘I’ve not seen one of these since I had a pervy boyfriend with an imaginative mind, I must have been your age’. ‘You had a boyfriend once? I thought you had always been lesbian’ Im blurted out, instantly wondering if that had sounded rude. ‘I’m bi stupid, I don’t flout my sexuality at work, but then again perhaps working with my partner is flouting my sexuality…’ ‘Umm sorry about this Susan, could I have that back? Obviously it wasn’t intended for you’. ‘That’s a pity handsome, I wished it were, me and Daria have a very libertine relationship’. ‘She sleeps with other women now and then, I don’t mind so as long she doesn’t hide it from me’.
Some minutes later Susan’s clothes were off, they were in her bedroom and she was placing the penetrator on to Immanuel’s now erect cock as she stroked him. Soon she was bent over and moaning with pleasure as he took her both with his own penis and with the dildo attachment inserted into her tight ass. He had at first struggled to enter anally but Susan had promptly opted to lick the dildo until it was lubed up enough to penetrate, from there it had all gone smoothly. She was the oldest women he’d ever had sex with and despite not being as attractive as Besany she was a real pleasure to fuck. After a few minutes of exquisite sex with Susan bent over she moved away and directed him to her bed. He inserted himself in her again enthusiastically. As Susan lay on her back as he furiously double penetrated her, she moaned loudly, crying out ‘fuck me Im’, ‘deeper Im’.
The penetrator was a new toy and Immanuel at first had difficulty getting to grip with having a dildo attachment. However this drawback was more than made up for due to its brilliant effect on fucking Susan. ‘If only Daria would fuck me like this’ she whispered as he continued to plough his co-worker like a faithful lover. ‘Yes, yes, deeper’ she continued to moan, her pleasure was impossible to hide. Next he pulled her up onto her feet and with a smack on her ass he leaned her against the wall and inserted both his penis and the new toy. He continued to screw her for several minutes at a slower pace, groping her ample C-Cup breasts as he pushed against her and kissing her neck. Next Im proceeded to pick her up in his big arms and sit Susan down on his penis and the dildo attachment. She leaned back against the wall, crying out uncontrollably with the pleasure as he bounced her aggressively on his lap. After some five minutes he got tired of this and put Susan down. She gave him a soft push and directed him back to the bed. Im sat down and Susan hastily climbed onto his lap. ‘I’ll take over from here’ she assured him, whispering seductively as she lowered her vagina onto his cock and inserted the toy into her ass.
Susan’s skin was a milky fair white and her hair a mass of black curls. Her hair flew around wildly as she bounced around on top of him enthusiastically, moaning roughly as he penetrated her deep and hard. Soon Im groaned ‘I think I’m going to cum soon, I won’t hold it in much longer’. Susan stopped riding him and looked at Im unenthusiastically, ‘then I’ll have to ride your face Immanuel. Let’s both hope you enjoy it as much as I will’. Susan stood up upon the bed and pushed Immanuel onto his back. She then knelt down on top of him, lowering her pussy onto his face. ‘Put your tongue inside me, yes, like that, yes more’. Her face sitting on Im was a new experience and it was a mixed one. He was always short of air and his penis was irritatingly horny, his mind constantly thinking of penetrating her again. But she also tasted good and he loved how much he was making her scream. As Im licked her out he felt like he had reached into every single part of her vagina and had gone as deep as a tongue could feasibly go.
Some ten or fifteen minutes of face sitting took place before she climbed off him and demanded he fuck her again. He inserted himself into her fast and began to plough her with both his penis and the penetrator attachment. She knelt on the bed and he fucked her from behind, sure to reach as deep inside her as he could. From this position he wasn’t just able to penetrate her in both holes, but was also able to rub her clit with his fingers sensuously. It was a difficult way of fucking but it gave results. Within a few minutes of fucking the couple had reached a mutual climax and Susan was cumming loudly, while Im sprayed his juices inside of her.