Sarah's Phallic Fascination: Part 5.
Muriel's erotic Prowess.
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'Watch and learn, bitch." Muriel said, doing exaggerated jaw loosening exercises as she came over to me. We all laughed which helped me relax a bit and the cumming sensation abate.
She started by kissing me and sticking her tongue nearly down my throat, god she had a long tongue.
She took hold of my cock and laughed that her fingers no where near met around the girth. She started licking the head as if it was an ice-cream, her tongue making large circles without her head moving. I was transfixed and felt a small amount of sticky pre cum ooze out, Muriel eagerly lapping it up. She took me into her mouth, taking three quarters of me on her first attempt.
This was as far as anyone had ever gone. She held me there, allowing her mouth and throat to get used to the sensation. Slowly she pushed on, her tongue swirling as she did so and blowing my mind. I felt the warm air from her nose on my short pubic air, my god, she had the whole of my cock in her mouth and was still pushing forward, taking more and more of it down her throat, her nose rammed into me, her tongue trying to lick as she did so. I felt my body convulse and my mind go blurry as stream after stream of spunk left my cock and went straight down her throat, her face never moving from my crotch.
When she had finished I was hardly able to breath, let alone talk. The coolest of all of was Muriel who just sat with a satisfied, Cheshire cat grin on her face. I think the rest of us were a bit mind blown at the incredibly erotic action that had just taken place.
After I don't know how long Sarah asked me if I had had enough, or more precisely she pointed to my reddened knob and said "I think he's had enough for today."
"Oh I don't know, I think with the right physiotherapy and some kind loving he could go another round."
"No fucking way, that was wild, I don't think you're getting hard again anytime soon."
"Want a bet."
It was my turn to take control. I asked Dave if he still had space on his disk for more film and he said he had a whole free disk
"Right who's going to help me so we can do some real fucking" Sarah just looked on bemused as Jane and Muriel volunteered.
I laid down on the lounger again "Jane I thought that was really hot earlier when you squatted over Muriel's face, could you do that for me."
"Oh that sounds like fun, it'll be my pleasure."
"I think it's time our director made her cameo appearance, what do you think Jane."
"Oh definitely."
"I don't want to."
It was my turn now, I gleefully said "Don't be such a prima donna, it's only sex."
Sarah gave me a withering look and I thought there was no way she was going to change her mind. Jane came over and cuddled her, holding her reassuringly before starting to talk. "My wonderful child, this has been the most erotic, sexy, amazing experience I have ever had and I know Muriel and your dad feel the same. And it's all thanks to you and this beautiful man you have found. I can see that he loves you deeply and that he would never do anything to harm or upset you. You've shown him how wonderful and liberating sexual freedom can be and encouraged him to embrace it. He only wants you to enjoy it as much as we all are and if I know you the way I think I do then once you let yourself go you will enjoy it immensely.
I could see Sarah thinking before turning and slapping her mums ass, it must have hurt because Jane let out a loud 'Ouch' before calling Sarah a bitch. Turning to me with a triumphant smile on her face, Sarah said "Where do you want me?"
I smiled back and mouthed 'I love you' before getting Sarah to remove her t shirt and sit on a chair beside the lounger, telling her to slide down and spread her legs wide. When she was in position she said. "Happy now?"
"Nearly. Dave are you ready with the camera?" He gave me a thumbs up. "Jane you come and sit on my face like I told you and Muriel I want you to lick Sarah's pussy till she's screaming for you to stop."
"Yummy." Muriel said, she really was wild and would do anything I think.
I looked at Sarah, she was in a little bit of shock I think. As far as I know she had never had another woman go down on her.
Jane came and stood above me, her legs either side of the lounger, level with my nipples. I reach up and put my hands on her hips and very slowly pulled her bum towards my face. Thank god for her strong thighs, every time she lowered a couple of inches I would stop her, soaking up the incredible sight in front of me. Her large, firm ass was so gorgeous I wanted to sink my teeth into it, and as she lowered herself and lent forward her cheeks separated, nearly causing my heart to stop and my cock, which had flagged a bit, to go flag pole rigid. I brought her closer, her anus and glistening pussy clearly visible, the lips beginning to part as her legs moved further apart. When she was just an inch above my head I stopped her again, breathing in her sex smell. I lifted my head and stuck my tongue to her anus, probing and licking, she squirmed and then put her hands behind her, pulling her cheeks apart to give me better access.
I was aware of Dave just behind me, trying to get a close up. I lowered my head, allowing him an unobstructed view of her puckered hole. I brought my hand around and rubbed her hole, still wet from my tongue, with my finger. I then had a brainwave, I moved her a bit further back so I could pull her pussy to my mouth and exposing her asshole even more. I lifted my hands to her back and pushed her head down towards my cock, causing Jane to put her hands down to support herself. Jane let her weight go and lowered herself completely onto my face, pinning my head to the mattress with her ass and pussy. The pressure was a bit uncomfortable but the whole scenario was so erotic and wild that I didn't care. She started nibbling at my cock. A definite mixture of pleasure and pain, causing my cock to twitch and jump.
She started to rock her pelvis back and forward, using my head, that was still firmly pinned down, to stimulate her pussy and clit. The pressure and speed increased, Jane using the whole of my face for her pleasure. One second my nose would be buried in her asshole the next it was rubbing against her clit. She was insatiable, completely lost in her lust. I had to screw my eyes tight shut to stop her free flowing juices from entering. I laid there waiting for her to finish, thinking that she would have a very sore pussy when she finished, what with the pressure she was applying and the stubble on my chin. I felt her begin to tense and she stopped moving, her thighs tightening against my head and then she gushed, covering my nose, mouth and chin in her delicious, gooey cum.
She lifted herself off and turned and kissed me gently on the lips, whispering "Thank you."
I looked over at Sarah and Muriel who were just sat watching us, big smiles on their faces.
"Did you get to cum?" I asked Sarah.
"Oh, god yes, Muriel has a much better tongue than yours, very long and talented." She said, turning to Muriel and snogging her. I smiled, remembering Muriel's tongue.
"I can't wait to see the video." It was then that an idea came to me.
"Muriel, you ready for more fun."
"Is the Pope a catholic?"
We all laughed and Sarah moved behind her, putting her arms around and beginning to caress her boobs and pussy, Muriel leaning back into Sarah and kissing her. This was a wonderful sight and I watched them for a while,, slowly masturbating as I did, but I had other ideas.
"Muriel would you suck me rock hard and then let me fuck you."
"Oh yes, please, what hole?"
"What?" I was a bit confused then remembered what Jane ad said earlier.
"Your asshole." I eagerly said, never having had anal sex in my life.
"Naughty boy." Smiling "I haven't got any lube with me."
"Sarah has."
Sarah pinched Muriel's nipple hard, causing her to coo rather than yelp "You really are a tart."
Sarah laughed and went and got the lube.
Muriel had already started sucking me before Sarah returned.
Jane was on her knees in front Dave, her head bobbing to and throw.
Sarah just stood smiling and shaking her head at the scene in front of her.
Muriel was down towards my feet, pulling my cock hard down towards her. When she removed her mouth my cock shot back up, making a loud slapping noise as it hit my stomach. She licked her lips and turned and kissed Sarah, she then took Sarah's head down onto my cock, virtually forcing her to take me in her mouth.
Sarah had never been able to take much of my length in her mouth, and was soon gagging as Muriel pushed her head down. It was an incredible sight and an incredible sensation.
Muriel was brutal, pushing Sarah further, and I could see her eyes watering but she kept going, my cock going deeper down her throat than it had ever done.
Muriel began using her other hand to slap Sarah's ass; three, four slaps, getting harder; seven, eight, harder still. The effort of the slapping releasing the pressure on her head, allowing Sarah to come off my cock and recovering her breath, but she stayed bent over, taking the kinky punishment Muriel was dishing out.
Out of breath Muriel stopped, straightening Sarah and kissing her deeply, lovingly almost. I looked on lustfully, incredibly aroused by everything in front of me. When they finished kissing Muriel said, "Now where's that lube." We all laughed, releasing the tension. Muriel gave out instructions.
"I'm going to suck that delicious cock one more time; Sarah my darling I want you to play with my ass, prepare it for that huge cock. I've never taken one anywhere near that big but Bill did once stuck a large cucumber up there, I still don't think it was that big." We all laughed again. "Sarah I love having my ass hole licked, have you ever licked an ass hole?" Sarah shook her head. "Oh goody, you're both virgins so to speak. Stick your tongue in as far as you can and then when you can go no further use your fingers, two should go in easily, but get as many in as you can. His cock is as thick as your wrist."
I heard Dave grunting, taking my attention away. I looked over and Jane stood up, cum dribbling from her mouth. God, this was erotic.
"Draw up some chairs and take a seat, watch the tart work her magic." Muriel said, almost showman like.
She took me in her mouth, bottoming out almost immediately, she was some cocksucker. Sarah did as she was told and started on Muriel's upturned ass. All I could see was her hair and the top of her forehead as she buried her face between Muriel's cheeks. Muriel was obviously enjoying it, wiggling and pushing back as Sarah pushed forward. The tonguing she is getting from Sarah is taking much of her attention, she keeps me in her mouth but her head and tongue stay still, thankfully preventing me from cumming.
Sarah's head lifts, her face smothered in juices, a wicked, wicked smile on her face. She looks delighted with herself. I watch as she lubes up her fingers, Muriel goes to lift her head up but I push it back down again. She bites into my cock, I get the message, she's the boss. Sarah inserts a finger into Muriel's ass, seemingly with no resistance. I can see her hand moving in and out, Muriel moving and wiggling in time with her. Sarah lifted her other hand up, showing me three fingers. She had three fingers up Muriel's ass, wow. I mouthed to her, 'My turn'.
She removed her fingers and rammed her pelvis into Muriel's ass, as if fucking her, Muriel's head jolting forward, her teeth scraping against my cock and hurting me. I grimaced and Sarah laughed, bitch!. She grabbed Muriel's hair and pulled her upright and to my surprise stuck her fingers into Muriel's mouth, Muriel sucking hard before removing them and kissing Sarah hard. I found this both exciting and gross. I couldn't help wondering what her fingers tasted of.
Muriel looked at me with a wanton look in her eyes, she told me to put the lounger into a semi seated position. She got Sarah to lube up my cock, watching as she coated it, at first gently and then pumping it as if I needed any more stimulation. When she was satisfied Muriel turned her back to me, putting her hands behind her so they rested on my hip bones and told me to pull her cheeks as wide apart as possible.
I obliged and was greeted with a wonderful view of her already reddened anus, ever so slightly gaping and the skin stretched taut around it. I couldn't imagine that my big cock was ever going to fit in there. She called out to Dave.
"Dave darling, I want you to get the best shots ever, no one will believe me that I took that monster up my bum, I want photographic proof to show them and for me and Bill to masturbate over."
Poor Bill, Muriel's husband, laying on the bed indoors, too sick to join in. I felt a pang of guilt and then saw Muriel looking at me asking was I ready, was I ever.
She lowered herself till hole made contact with my cock, holding herself there, ever so slowly increasing the pressure. My engorged gland, red and glistening with the lube, looked to be at least ten times bigger than the hole it was supposed to be going in. I was transfixed by the sight, her hole slowly stretching with each downward movement.
Sarah and Jane were so close, watching, that I could almost feel their breath, although I think they were holding it most of the time. Muriel's own breathing changed, panting and moaning loudly as she forced me in side of her. She called to Sarah to stand in front of her.
"Kiss me and bite my tongue, pinch my nipples hard." Sarah didn't need to be told twice and immediately attacked Muriel with a sexual ferocity I hadn't seen in a while, she was as horny as the rest of us.
Muriel pushed further, the head of my cock miraculously penetrating her small opening, I swear I heard a plop sound as the head disappeared up her hole. She pulled her head away from Sarah, panting faster, getting used to the feeling. "Feels incredible, so big, so full." She panted out in short breaths. It really did feel incredible and tight, her sphincter muscles squeezing me like a vice.
I felt the muscles begin to relax, she kissed Sarah again and I heard her say, "Pinch my nipples harder, scratch me, slap me, bite me." Sarah's eyes widened, she was as much into this as the rest of us. She looked behind Muriel as she started to impale herself further on my rod. The width of cock looked impossible, painful and incredibly erotic all at the same time, Sarah just gently shaking her head in disbelieve and mouthing 'Wow' to me.
Sarah went back to Muriel's mouth and I heard her yelp, Sarah had bitten her lower lip making it bleed and then squeezed the lip with her own lips to make it bleed some more. Satisfied that she had enough of Muriel's blood on her lips and chin, she pulled her head back to show us both before sticking her face into Muriel's boobs and biting at the flesh.
Muriel was now lost in her own ecstasy, shouting, whooping and moaning as she pushed deeper and deeper. "Aah, deep, fucking deep, fuck me, hit me, finger me, aah, slap me you fucking cunt, slap me."
Sarah stood and slapped Muriel's face, not too hard but enough to stop her shouting, through all of this I had just laid still, allowing Muriel to use my cock and enjoying the show. Nearly too afraid to push upwards lest I hurt Muriel. She was still only half way down my shaft, probably another four to five inches of thick cock to go.
Sarah put her hands on Muriel's shoulders and started to push her down, I could feel her muscles splitting apart as she took this large invader deep into her. Sarah's mouth was next to Muriel's ear, whispering filth and biting at her lobes.
Muriel bottomed out and she sat there panting hard, her whole torso rigid. Sarah became gentle, kissing her neck and shoulders, caressing her skin. This was incredibly erotic to me and I joined in, leaning forward and putting my arms around Muriel, gently touching her belly and breasts, letting my fingers roam downwards and gently running my finger over her pussy lips, moist with excitement and sweat. We stayed like that, all caressing each other, sighing and cooing in contentment, virtually oblivious to the fact that Muriel had my fat ten inch cock stuck up her ass.
I lent back and brought Muriel with me, she planted her feet more firmly on the ground and started to lift up and down, riding my cock with her ass. We found a rhythm and Muriel began riding high, lifting up and plunging down with each stroke. It felt incredible and I knew I couldn't last much longer.
Muriel's breathing also changed and she started masturbating and soon brought herself to the edge of climax; "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum." She shouted, and so was I.
I put my hands on her hips and rammed her down hard, twice, before exploding deep inside her ass. She shuddered and slumped back into me, drained of all energy and emotion. Sarah cuddled us both and I could feel my cock shrinking and Muriel's muscles closing, filling the gap.
"Anyone for refreshments?" Jane asked and we all burst out laughing.
Relationships are strained, but they persevere.
Things were not good. Ever since we'd returned from our amazing holiday in Portugal there'd been a disconnect between me and Sarah that had never been there before.
I was worried. I know all couples go through rough patches but we'd lived together for over a year, we're planning on getting married and I thought we were really strong. As those of you who have read my earlier stories will know, Sarah is wild, an uninhibited dervish with a lust for life and all the pleasures it holds. She had loved me and taken me on a journey I could never of imagined.
I was a fairly straight laced guy when I met Sarah, as horny as any man but conservative I both my sexual appetites and my experiences. She has taught me that sex is a physical pleasure to be taken, shared and enjoyed and with the right mindset and the right person it can be wonderful and liberating and actually add to the love a couple share. But now I genuinely thought I might be loosing her.
I was racking my brains, trying to work out what the problem was. I know she was very busy, trying to establish herself as a freelance photographer and artist, putting in long days and late nights, attending exhibitions and openings. Yes she was tired and probably exhausted, but previously when she was tired she would collapse into my arms and sleep, now she lay next to me and turned away. She wasn't even telling me about all the people I didn't even know who she met everyday, like she normally would. Something was definitely wrong between us.
Sarah is a photographer and has/had a virtual fetish for taking pictures of cocks, big ones, small ones, white ones, black ones, in fact, all bloody ones. Her photographs were incredible, both erotic and beautiful and she had had a successful exhibition of her work. Although for someone so open and sexual she was a little coy about how she got all her subjects, many of them complete strangers, to pose for her.
She has taken thousands of pictures of me and at her bidding and sometimes insistence we had both been involved in some incredible sexual experiences, most of which Sarah had photographed and I have documented. Now I thought I was losing her and didn't know what to do about it.
"Hey Mike, what's the matter, you look spaced out."
I hadn't even heard Steve, my boss, come into my cubby hole of an office, where he now stood next to my desk.
I looked at him a bit surprised, my thoughts having been a million miles away from here.
"Sorry," I said "I think I might be coming down with something, I'm not sure that I don't have a temperature." Where the lie came out of I don't know, but it seemed to work.
"You do look a bit peaky, listen tomorrows Friday, why don't you finish up now, get yourself sorted out and come back in on Monday. Work on that new merger starts Monday and I need you on top form."
I thanked him and said I see him Monday. It was only 3pm and I even considered heading to the gym, but my heart or head really weren't into it. One of the few benefits of Sarah being gone so many evenings was that I'd gotten more fit, dragging my sorry ass to the gym. On the tube ride home I decided that I had to confront Sarah, sit her down and have a talk, whatever the outcome.
As I entered our apartment my heart nearly stopped. Sarah was home, her coat thrown on the settee, her shows kicked across the living room, completely at odds with her normal tidy self. I immediately thought the worse and stood stock still, trying not to make a noise and listen at the same time. I couldn't hear anything and my head was spinning, anger and confusion battling it out. Ours was a nice, quite compact apartment and I couldn't see any other signs of her. I moved to the slightly ajar bedroom door and stood and listened, a bit of me wanting to catch Sarah and her lover at it, another bit thinking I was a fucking idiot.
I took a deep breath and entered the room, Sarah was asleep and her shirt and jeans were scattered on the floor. Maybe her lover had already left, but I couldn't see any underwear and she was wearing one of my tee-shirts that I had probably left on the floor that morning. Under normal circumstances I would have left her asleep, but this felt far from normal. I sat on the bed and gently woke her.
"Sarah wake up, are you okay?"
She groggily opened her eyes, a lovely smile crossing her face as she realized it was me. She suddenly looked confused and a bit panicked. She sat up, "Shit, what time is it? I'm meant to be at a new gallery at 7."
"Relax it's only 4."
"Why are you home?" She asked, her eyes trying to focus on me.
"I got off early." This seemed to calm her and she flopped back onto the pillow.
"Why are you home and why are you in bed?"
A silly smile crept across her face, "Well you know Giles, one of my ex's."
I said I didn't know him, and in my head thought that I didn't know where this conversation was going or whether I wanted to go there.
"You do know him, medium sized cock, very veiny with a bulbous head." She said, describing a picture that I had apparently seen, I just bemusedly shook my head.
"Anyway, she continued, Giles is an estate agent and I bumped into him on Monday. We got talking and he showed me pictures of something he thought I might be interested in, it was so big and new and I was really excited. So we met this morning so he could show me it."
This was all gibberish to me but I couldn't help smiling at her excitement and I think, unintended double entendre's.
"Anyway, after he showed me we went for an early lunch, which turned into a drunken lunch. I think he hoped to get me pissed and get into my knickers, but no can do, I told him. Anyway I got back here about 2 to sleep it off."
I hadn't a clue what she was really talking about but this at least explained the messy clothes and I felt a bit silly and then remembered why I got off early, I took both her hands and said as calmly as I could.
"We need to talk."
"About what?"
"Us;"
She looked a bit surprised, "Why?"
"Because I think I'm losing you."
I think she was still sleepy and probably still a bit drunk "Do you want to lose me?"
"No of course I bloody don't."
"Then why would you lose me?" A look of confusion crossing her face
I was getting a bit annoyed and exasperated "Because I feel there's a disconnect between us, you're busy doing one thing, me another..." I started to babble. Sarah put her finger to my lips and moved closer to kiss me, but I held her back.
I'd stopped drinking almost three years previously, having become a complete piss head and close to a non functioning alcoholic. I didn't mind Sarah or anyone else having a drink but at that moment the smell of stale alcohol really turned my stomach.
"We need to talk."
"I know." Said Sarah, but not very seriously.
"Come and have a shower with me."
"Talk."
"Shower."
"You have a shower and I'll make you coffee and some toast."
"Shower together, then coffee, then talk."
I knew I wasn't going to win and had trouble saying no to Sarah at the best of times. As a sexy, victorious grin crept across her lips I couldn't help but feel an honestly unwanted stirring in my loins, my cock saying "You might want to talk, but I don't."
We had often frolicked in the shower but this was different. Sarah was still a little unsteady on her feet and as I held her tight, both for warmth and stability I felt her sink into me, my heart breaking as she held me tighter than I think she had ever done before. I think she never wanted to let go, nor did I.
The spell for me was temporarily broken by the sight of the hot water running down Sarah's lovely back and over her gorgeous bum, my second brain kicking in again until I realized she was crying, her head tight against me chest.
I held her even tighter, my own eyes closed, one to stop me looking at her bum but also to stop my own tears. We eventually parted and she tried to say something but I just wanted to kiss her. It was the most sensual, heartfelt kiss I have ever had, my knees beginning to buckle as an amazing tingle passed through my body. If I ever doubted our love and passion for one another I didn't now. Now we just needed to talk.
We sat in the kitchen both dressed in our fluffy white dressing gowns that Sarah had insisted on buying, me never having owned a dressing gown before. I'm glad we had bought them as it felt cozy and couplely, which I really needed.
We both looked at each other coyly and a bit nervously, both feeling very loved but knowing that we had to talk.
"Do you still want to talk?" Sarah asked.
"I think we should," I sat trying to think how to continue, all the lines I had in my head were gone, finally I managed "I love you so much, I never want to lose you, but since we've come back from holiday I feel like I've upset you or something, or that you don't love me anymore, or, or, I don't know. I'm just really scared and I don't know what to do or how to handle it." I felt raw, emotional, stupid, inarticulate and a thousand other things all at the same time.
We sat quietly for what seemed like an age, looking at each other, I didn't know what was going to be said but had sort of expected Sarah to tell me I was being silly and to stop worrying, not that this would have reassured me much, but it's probably all I would have managed in the circumstances.
Finally a change came over Sarah as if she had decided what to say. "I was upset at you." I bloody knew it, but before I could say anything she continued "but it's not really your fault, in fact it's not your fault at all. All you have ever done is enjoy the things I've encouraged you to do."
I interjected "More like forced to do." Laughing as I said it.
"In fairness, you didn't take much forcing," Touché "Anyway I was angry at you and I know I've been pushing you away, maybe wanting you to stop loving me as a way of justifying my anger. You are the most special man I've ever met, the only one who's ever fully understood and accepted me and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
I moved to cuddle her but before I could she continued "It also helps that you have a gorgeous big cock as well." We both laughed, the spell truly broken
"Do you want some of this gorgeous big cock?" I offered, trying to keep the banter going
"No, I've haven't finished my toast yet." It was all juvenile but probably what we needed.
We both sat quietly, this time in an easier silence. I finally said "I don't care if you never take another picture of me or get me involved in any of your mad sexual escapades, I just want us to be happy and for you not to be upset or angry or jealous or any of those things."
"You're so sweet, but you know it's never going to happen don't you." She said with a wicked grin, before continuing in a hoity voice "You are my muse and I will pose you and photograph you anyway I choose." I just cocked one eye brow as if to say "you reckon".
"No seriously I need to push boundaries and push myself, I'll be pushing back as they lay me in the ground. I don't care what people think of me, I want to challenge their assumptions and make them feel uncomfortable. I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want them to think. And I want to have fun whilst I do it. Oh and one more thing, I want you and your big cock to come along for the ride."
"You're such a romantic, but seriously this all sounds amazing, sexy, and somehow attractively bohemian but how's it going to work if for our little bits of pleasure we suffer untold heartache and angst. We could end up hurting and even hating each other."
"We'll have to find a way to make it work for us, I am spontaneous and do mad things and I can't really change me. I know we love each other and I don't want anyone else, yes I want to do mad, sexy, sensual things and I love sexy people, but I want to do it all with you and share it all with you. I know I've gotten myself in a jealous knot all of my own making and you might do the same some day but with each others love and trust we can undo that knot and live life fully."
"You're such a romantic." I said again, laughing but really meaning it.
"So what was all the gibberish about Giles with the veiny, bulbous cock, what was so big and shiny that he just had to show you, did he get a new cock extension?"
She laughed, "Only one he might put on his forehead, I really do wonder sometimes what I saw in some of my ex boyfriends."
"So do I, I mean some of them didn't even have gorgeous big cocks, for goodness sake."
"None as gorgeous as yours my love."
"Flattery, Flattery. What did you go to see this morning, before your liquid lunch."
Sarah thought for a while "How much is this place worth?"
I was completely taken aback by this question and change of direction.
"I don't know, why?"
"Just have a guess."
I gave her my best estimate and Sarah pointed out that I only had a small mortgage, having paid a lump sum off with a previous Christmas bonus.
"Where is all this leading?"
"Well I've been thinking that I need a studio to work from, I've looked around and they are silly money, even to rent a decent one. Giles showed me an amazing warehouse conversion, two bedrooms, great kitchen and a living room big enough to be a studio and a living space, great big windows, everything. And only 400,000."
"Doesn't sound much if you say it quickly, but it's over 100,000 more than this is worth an I don' know if I want that sort of debt again."
"I've spoken to mummy and daddy and as you know they were rather impressed with your charms." She said this with a smirk, both of us thinking back to the wild times we had with them in Portugal. "Anyway they think it's a good deal and will lend us whatever money we need so there's no need for a mortgage."
I must have looked impressed because she continued "It gets better, they've said we can have the first 20.000 as a wedding gift and pay the rest back monthly, no interest. It'll be in both our names and both of us paying it back, rather than just you."
"When can we move in?" I said jokingly.
Sarah looked very sheepish all of a sudden "Maybe three weeks, as soon as the paperwork is completed, I paid a deposit down today."
"What? We haven't even begun to sell this one and I haven't even seen it."
"I know, daddy will pay for all of it till we sell this and pay him back a lump sum and I know you'll love it."
I probably should have been angry but I wasn't, surprised, flabbergasted even, but not angry.
A big smile came over my face, "What are you smiling about?" Asked Sarah, smiling herself.
"Oh nothing, just the thought of laying on our sofa watching you take photographs of provocatively posed models."
"Most of them will probably have their cocks hanging out." Said Sarah, wiping the smile off my face.
"Ah, poor you", she said laughing, "Cheer up, I do have one other piece of good news for you."
"What's that?"
"I've asked Joyce from the college to be my first model."
My eyes lit up, instantly thinking of the incredibly sexy and sensual photos Joyce had taken of me and the equally hot photos Sarah had taken of Joyce photographing me.
Sarah smiled and shook her head "You're such a tart."
I'd never be any good at poker.