I ordered three drinks at the plush West End hotel bar. A sparkling water for myself, a Coca-cola for my friend and a beer for someone who was about to join us imminently. I took them on a tray over to my friend, a very attractive lady with cascading blonde hair and a body to die for. “He should be here at any moment now Rosy,” I said, glancing at my watch. As if on cue, in walked the gentleman we had been waiting for. Although we had never met him before or even seen a picture of him, we both knew instantly that the chap who had just come in was here for one reason. Perhaps it was his gait, perhaps it was his aura, but we knew that Kinky Bitch Simon had arrived, exuding sexual excitement. He, of course, recognised us from our photos and came to sit down with us on the comfortable indigo sofa looking out onto a bustling central London street, the passers-by unaware of the kink that was on our minds as we sipped our drinks and imagined what was under each other's coats. Even though it was very early spring and one of those unseasonably warm days, Rosy and I were wearing long coats, mine a black leather mac and hers a camel coat, a choice not taken because of the climate but because of what we were wearing underneath. Kinky Bitch Simon had requested that I wear a red lace negligee, while Rosy was to be dressed in a black latex mini-dress. Both of us had black lingerie on underneath and glossy black stockings, the whole look polished off with our ubiquitous shiny high-heeled Louboutins. We teased Kinky Bitch Simon while we finished our drinks off, giving him a little flash of our exquisite black lingerie and stroking each other's legs, perhaps even attracting one or two inquisitive glances from the passing shoppers outside. “Let's go upstairs,” I suggested, and the three of us sauntered off to the nearby lift, so excited that we could barely stop ourselves from groping inside the lift as we approached the seventh floor, where my hotel room was.
Once all three of us were inside the room, Kinky Bitch Simon felt the mood change from light flirtatiousness to something rather darker and more intense. “Time for you to get changed, Kinky Bitch Simon,” I announced, Rosy nodding in agreement with me. “I didn't realise I was expected to get changed...” he challenged. But I was not in the frame of mind for challenges.
“Rosy, feed him the magic medicine,” I ordered, as before Simon could object, the latex wearing blonde goddess had crept up on him and was assaulting his nostrils with the hypnotic fumes from a small bottle. “Perhaps you feel more like getting changed now, Simon?” I asked with a wicked smile on my face. Kinky Bitch Simon was unable to disagree, being fully consumed by the intoxication. “It's dress-up time Rosy. Let's have some fun.” The two of us began undressing Simon and putting him into something that rather more lived up to his name: a short black satin dress with spaghetti straps on the shoulders. How easily he accepted his new attire! It would then not be too difficult to slip him into a pair of black silky holdup stockings and heels in his size. But Simon could only truly be a real Kinky Bitch once his lips were painted with a glossy red colour. The transformation was complete and it was now playtime!
We began our play in the sexiest way possible...a three-way french kiss. All of us standing up in the middle of the room, arms locked around each other, feeling for the parts that were getting harder, hotter or wetter, our lipsticks mingling on each others' lips. Tongues probed each others' mouths and nobody quite knew whose lips or tongue was whose, so deeply involved we were in this passionate kiss. “I think we need to give our Kinky Bitch a bit of oral pleasure,” Rosy suggested, and so we both knelt down simultaneously, me taking the cock in my mouth first while Simon moaned with delight, stimulated further by a second dose of the magic medicine administered by my accomplice. Rosy licked and sucked his balls until they were pleasantly covered in saliva, then joined me on the cock. Both of us looked up into our Kinky Bitch's rolling eyes while we took turns to deep throat him and feel the tip of his cock plunging right down into our throats. We took Simon to the brink before I realised that a change of dynamic was crucial at this point. “You have seen how stunning we both are,” I said, feeding another dose to him, “Now I want you to experience the sensations without the sight.” Rosy slipped a blindfold on him and we both led him to the bed for more action.
I fed my fingers into Simon's mouth, sitting astride him and teasing him. I wanted my Kinky Bitch to taste my cunt, so I climbed aboard his face. His tongue did a rather excellent job of instantly finding my clit, and flickered over it tantalisingly. At the same time, Rosy began to slide a lubed finger inside his hungry ass...then another...working her way up inside him. The magic medicine had opened him up and he was ready to be a real slut for these two manipulative ladies. I gyrated and ground against his face, my pussy was raging and wet, and Simon's tongue action was pleasingly rhythmic. In the meantime, Rosy's finger action brought our Kinky Bitch closer and closer to anal heaven, while she played with herself with her other hand. The three of us were close to ecstasy, and it was I who peaked first, orgasmic waves flowing through my body as Simon finally licked me to climax, Rosy close behind me, moaning away as she shuddered to orgasm. “It's your turn now Simon...but you have to follow us somewhere else.”
We both led Kinky Bitch Simon to the floor, covered in latex sheets and ready for our grand finale. Rosy began to masturbate him while I stood above him, post-orgasm and ready to piss all over his face. I let forth a trickle then a torrent as Simon writhed in the sheets, soaking up my golden nectar and tasting what he could of it while Rosy wanked him hard to his own explosive climax. I managed to anticipate his orgasm, and twisted myself around in time to pull down my red negligee and receive his spunky spurt on my breasts. I watched as I finally saw how much of a Kinky Bitch Simon was, twitching in orgasmic throes while lying in my piss. How Rosy and I had duped our little sex toy from such comparatively innocent beginnings into being such a depraved sexual beast at our mercy and command...
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