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Poor Petra! (1)

Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: fegirboh, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

me when he’s ordered. “She just gonna watch or something?” “Dunno. We share a bedroom so she can’t run off anywhere, can she?” “Ha ha ha. Guess not.” “So, yes, Petra can watch the action if she wants. Fact, I’d really love that. Do it right in front of her. Let her see the whole fucking thing.” “Literally.” “Ha ha ha. Exactly, sugar. That’d be sheer torture for her, wouldn’t it? There she is, all sexually frustrated, hasn’t ever had even a sniff, and she gets a close-up view of me enjoying two cocks at the same time. That’d be fucking brilliant.” “Bitch!” “Somehow don’t think she’ll be up for it, though, do you? Think she might just crawl off under her own duvet and try and pretend it’s not happening.” “Bit difficult that, Em, I’d have thought.” “What, with me squealing like a porn star in double dicked ecstasy all night. Ha ha ha. Yeah, baby, I see what you mean.” “Probably start playing with herself, fantasizing she’s you.” “Ha ha ha. Yes, probably. Must be a dab hand at that. Poor thing.” (The drinks are coming now and we need to think about going back to the table.) “So I’ll tell Danny the dastardly plan, gorgeous, yeah?” Paul says. “Yeah. Make sure he knows exactly how I want things to pan out.” “You got it, sweetheart.” “Oh yes, one more thing. When we get back to the room, the three of us shouldn’t just suddenly ignore Petra and jump into bed together.” “Damn!” “Ha ha ha. No seriously, Paul, this is important. It has to look like we haven’t planned it. Things have to ... happen gradually. Petra mustn’t know that the whole thing is a set-up.” “Okay, sweetheart. Yes, I see what you mean. So how do you wanna play it exactly?” I tell him. Or at least I give him the gist. (Drinks are here and Paul is paying. Great timing since I’m about done with the briefing.) “Baby, you’re a sadist!” he guffaws, when I’ve told him how I want things to unfold. “But, yes, I think we can manage all that.” “Cool. We’ll play it by ear a bit obviously. You guys just take your cues from me, okay?” “Your show, gorgeous.” “I know. Ha ha ha. And Danny’s gonna definitely agree, you reckon?” “Hmm, let me see now. Will Danny agree to a plan whereby he gets to shag a luscious babe tonight instead of a tub of lard? Gosh I wonder.” “Ha ha ha. Okay, brilliant.” “So c’mon, sweetheart, let’s do it,” Paul says, and we take the drinks back to the table. *** We sit back down and resume chatting, the four of us. It’s hilarious how Petra is gazing adoringly at Danny the whole time. It’s like she’s in love. Meanwhile Danny is holding his end up, he’s doing okay, but there’s a glaze in his eye. He’s bored shitless with her, I can tell. She can’t, thankfully, but I can. He’s admiring me more frequently now. Those glances are happening every few seconds and there’s this massive longing in his eyes. Yeah, the glaze lifts then, believe me. I’m not at all worried about this because although it’s obvious to me (and to Paul) that Danny is lusting on me, I can see that Petra is oblivious. She’s ...