Previous Parts: 'Sex Dreams' Prologue,  Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

A bit of fun before the big finale ;)

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Part 4

Billy appeared at Andi’s side just as Paul tried to surreptitiously pass a wedge of napkins under the counter of the breakfast bar.

“What happened here then, eh? Spill something on your skirt, Andi?” Billy asked, huge grin telling her he knew exactly what was going on.

Andi felt herself blush anyway – not necessarily out of embarrassment, but more for how much she wanted Billy to enjoy her cum-soaked pussy in its present state. Lubed and stretched by Paul and Sal’s attentions earlier, she reckoned she could take Billy’s big cock with ease right now – finally get the chance to let him go to town on her...

He took her blushing silence as discomfort though, leaning close to reassure her. “Don’t worry – I’m just annoyed I missed out. Maybe you’ll be up for a round two later?”

Stood the other side of Andi’s bar stool, Paul laughed softly.

“Funny – I was just about to ask the same thing...” Sharing a warm look with his friend, Paul excused himself. Her husband off to find some wet wipes to help Andi with the prodigious creampie Sal had given her just moments before the others had come into the kitchen with the pizzas...

Billy stood at her side, watching him go before turning his attention to where Jack and Sal were sat chatting with Chloe. “There’s something I wanted to talk to you about.” He said quietly, as he helped screen Andi’s attempts to wipe herself down, his body hiding Andi from view of her bubbly dark-haired friend across the breakfast bar. “It’s about Chloe...”

“Uh-huh, what about Chloe?” Andi answered, wincing slightly at the feel of the napkins against her tender sex. Where was Paul with those wet wipes?

• Billy looked over his shoulder before answering, keen not to be overheard. Leaning close, in a hushed voice, he quietly outlined what had happened in the den while Andi had been 'otherwise engaged' in the kitchen.

Chloe had been flirting hard apparently, sat on Billy's lap while they checked out the pizza menu, getting him revved up each time she’d shift her weight. Clearly aware of what she was doing, giving him a cheeky look each time he’d try to maneuverer her off his junk... Eventually though, he’d been unable to hide his reaction, getting hard to the point where he knew she could feel him against her ass. But rather than move off, she’d made a point to stay put, even going so far as to put her feet up on Jack’s lap where he was sat alongside. Her pretty toes just brushing their friend’s bulge as Chloe had rolled her hips slowly, grinding her big ass against Billy’s cock until they were interrupted by the doorbell.

Andi was breathless by the time he’d finished, trying to keep calm, but glancing over to where her buxom friend was sat with the others. Andi finding herself slightly jealous and more than a little turned on at the thought of Chloe getting Billy and Jack all hot and bothered.

“Any chance she’ll be getting back together with this guy she was supposed to see tonight?” Billy’s words cut into her lurid little fantasy. “If not – is it OK with you if I ask her out?”

Andi gave him a knowing smile, leaning forward to stroke his chest, playing with the buttons on his shirt.

“What if I told you I’m working on something involving all of us?” She murmured under her breath, noticing Paul stood in the doorway to the kitchen shrugging and shaking his head. Clearly, the pair of them needed to get better at this – two weeks into their group sex journey and already running out of wet wipes?

Evidently our orgy organization needs work...

Billy’s slow nod and spreading grin made her smile. She knew he’d be up for it. He might be the quiet one in the group, but Andi had a sneaking suspicion he was the filthiest of the four guys – and by some margin. In the two weeks she’d had to learn about what they all liked and what got them off, she felt she had a good idea when it came to Sal and Jack… And Paul of course... a lot of her husband’s kinks blossoming with her own during their joint experimentation over the years.

Yet with Billy... Just when she thought she had him figured out, he’d surprise her, finding new and unique ways to arouse and excite her – somehow coaxing novel and devastating reactions from her anatomy every single time.

With the others, she felt she understood what each could give her, where she stood with them...

But Billy? - Andi felt she’d barely scratched the surface.

His soft laugh interrupted her train of thought. “So, you think she’d be up for doing something with all of us, then? You don’t think she'll be put off at the thought of being shared around?

Now it was Andi’s turn to laugh. “No, honey, certainly not put off – Chloe’s been on at me for every detail of our little adventures whenever I’ve seen her these last two weeks. I think that’s why she was so desperate to make it work with this guy tonight – the one she was bringing to our double date. She's keen to have some fun of her own…”

Andi paused, looking past Billy to where Chloe was in her element, turning to welcome Paul with a beaming smile as he reached over her to grab a slice of pizza from the open box.

“I think she’s interested but doesn’t really know how to approach it. There are some questions we’d have to clear up about how it all works, of course... I’m still not sure I’m OK with the thought of her being with Paul... But how about you? How would you feel about Chloe joining in?”

His look said it all, a sly glance over his shoulder to where the others were gathered. “You know me, Andi – I’m down for anything. The more the merrier as far as I’m concerned.”

That’s nearly everyone on board now. They just needed Jack to make it a full house.

Billy leaned in close, voice low but strained with excitement. “Gotta admit, Andi - the thought of you being with Paul and Sal, getting fucked senseless in here while we were all cozy with Chloe in the den?... That really gets me going.” He raised his eyebrows. “So… tell me... they take turns?”

“Umm, no...” Andi blushed.

“An end each, then?”

“No...”

She gave him a hot look, feeling herself growing breathless as she saw him part his lips and raise his eyebrows.

“DP?” Billy whispered, fevered look in his eyes making her squirm with longing.

Andi nodded slowly, savoring the dark heat in his stare – the intensity of which seem to whisper savage, silent promises for her ears only... To strip and spread her, leave her bared and vulnerable. To own her, dominate... Claim her leaking cunt with his perfect cock - make her howl with pleasure.

“Fuck, that’s hot... Man, that turns me on...” His feelings clearly mirroring her own.

Silently, Andi reached under the counter to touch him, moving her palm over the scarcely believable length straining down Billy’s pant leg. She tried to master her breathing, avoid turning into the panting puddle of desire she was close to becoming.

The others should be able to keep Chloe entertained for a little while, right?

“I need to clean up - why don’t you come upstairs with me?” Andy whispered, smiling as she felt Billy’s big dick twitch under her fingers. “I can tell you more about my ideas for Chloe and the rest of us...”

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There wasn’t much talking.

Not for the first time this week, Andi was glad she and Paul had already had a conversation about ground rules for solo play. To her delight, after a week of supervised group fun, her husband was more than happy to let her explore things separately with each of his friends as well.

Just as well, as it appeared Billy wasn’t in a ‘wait and see’ frame of mind.

They barely made it to the bathroom, Billy’s strong hands all over Andi’s backside as she swayed up the stairs in front of him. His fingers teasing over the base of the plug where it was stopping Paul’s cum leaking out of her well-fucked, tender ass. He’d soon made her pussy even more of a mess, wetness mixing with warm cum, dripping down her thighs as she tried to ascend the steps with some dignity. Face on fire as she revelled in the shame of being such a greedy little whore, leading her well-hung lover upstairs to fuck a new load into her needy hole while the creampie she’d received less than an hour earlier was still leaking out of her…

He was all over her as soon as he’d closed the door, dragging her stretchy little skirt up her thighs, fingers hunting for the dense, aching pool waiting for him at their apex.

Andi felt she should at least try to warn him what he was about to find.

“Billy, babe, I wasn’t kidding about needing to clean up…” She panted as he kissed her neck and over her shoulders. “I’m a mess…”

He had her little vest pulled down low, straps hanging against her elbows as he kissed over her collarbones, lips making their way ever closer to her breasts. She gasped as the hand between her legs found her sex, Billy’s deep groan of pleasure nearly a match for her own when she felt him slide his fingers through her slickness.

“Tell me…” He murmured, raising his head from her heaving chest to look at her. Their breaths echoing off the tiles in the bathroom as he pushed her up against the wall. “Tell me why, Andi - why're you’re such a messy girl…”

He rubbed her fat clit as he spoke, pushing his leg between her thighs to keep them spread. Andi pulled him close, desperate to feel his weight against her – his hard cock nudging her stomach.

“You know why…” She teased, knowing what he wanted to hear, but wanting to draw this out. Use every second to get him more and more ramped up – ready to fucking ruin her.

“Tell. Me. Why.” He growled, teeth bared in a look that was part smile, part dark warning. Those fingers already making her hips buck as he homed in on the very tip of her rigid, throbbing clit.

She wished he’d shove his fingers in, feel just how deliciously creamy she was already, tender walls of her soaked cunt still coated in Sal’s cum.

“I got fucked…” Andi nearly screamed with longing as his finger slid to catch a drip at her entrance and then back to her clit. “By Paul and Sal… And they both came in me, Billy… they filled me up so fucking good.”

“Good girl,” He breathed, a hint of softness making her melt before the steel returned to his voice – demanding her submission. “Now - Fucking show me.”

He walked her over to the shower, pulling open the glass door before standing back.

Andi took her cue, knowing what he wanted. Barely able to believe the thrill of this. She stripped off her vest, sighing as the material swept over her tight and aching nipples. Then slid off her skirt, wincing at the beginnings of a dark stain from where she’d leaked on the fabric. Andi watched Billy’s eyes, those light-brown, warm and friendly eyes – now burning with dark hunger. Feasting on the sight of her, vulnerable now. Exposed and helpless.

“Show me, Andi… Against the glass – I want to see what they made of you. I want to see what a messy little slut you really are.”

His words made her cheeks burn and her pussy throb, a deep ache starting to assert itself as she yearned for the cock she could see bulging and straining at his pants.

She turned slowly, hands resting on her wide ass, fingers grasping just gently as she started to pull her cheeks wider. Spreading herself for him to see.

She heard a tap as she rested her ass against the cool glass and felt the base of the anal toy make contact with the hard, unyielding surface.

“Take it out – I told you. I want to see…”

Fingers shaking, she complied, nearly overcome with excitement – knees pressed together to stop them trembling. With a soft moan, she pulled on the base of the plug, for the second time that evening welcoming a building pressure and wide stretch as she twisted and eased the flared plug out of her ass.

With a groan, she felt the pressure leave her, suddenly aware of the volume of cum waiting to flow from her gaping ring. Looking behind, she saw Billy watching. Pants round his ankles now, huge dick rock hard in his grasp - stroking himself while he gazed at Andi’s leaking holes.

Setting the buttplug down, she gave him what she knew he wanted. Face burning with embarrassment, yet turned on beyond belief, Andi leaned forward and spread herself wide, sitting back against the shower door and feeling her thick thighs spread against the cool glass.

“Oh my God. That’s fucking incredible…” She heard Billy moan, as he jerked to the sight Andi’s slick holes and the cum slowly dripping out of her. “Tell me what you want.”

“More…” She whispered hoarsely, barely able to breathe, pounding heart beating so fast she thought she might pass out. “I want you to fuck me, Billy – I want you to cum inside me too... please baby, fill me up with more…”

He was with her in seconds, taking her face in his hands, kissing her hungrily as his heavy cock slapped against her hip. She reached for it greedily, stroking the thick shaft while she kissed him back, stunned by the heat of him, how hard he was for her. She’d almost gotten used to how thick he was, but feeling him like this… It was something else.

Andi was so wet for him, so ready…

She turned her back to him, pushed her big ass back, watching over her shoulder and biting her lip as he pulled her open. She gasped and fell forward as he pressed the tip of that big cock against her entrance, her fingers clawing at the glass as he started to push inside.

Jesus! Two weeks of practice and he still feels like he’s gonna split me in two…

The stretch was sudden and glorious, Andi’s drenched pussy taking him greedily. She gave a tiny cry when she felt his thigh brush hers, knowing how brutally full she’d feel once he bottomed out. That last inch was brutal, but divine, stretched out over the fat head of that wonderous dick. Making her moan like a wounded animal - but she wouldn’t have it any other way.

She felt him lean close, checking to make sure she was ready. Nodding quickly, Andi felt Billy withdraw, wishing she could see her creamy little hole clinging to every glistening inch of his dick... Then he was pushing back inside, that eye-watering fullness returning to soothe the ache of his absence. Pressure of her orgasm building sweetly - so deep within, that tender spot only he could reach, signing its siren song…

“Harder -” She heard herself moan, shocked at the sound. “Please Billy, give it to me – I’ve never been this ready for you. Fuck me hard, make me take all of you, baby.”

She managed two thrusts before she fell forward, tits pressed against the glass. Andi screwed her eyes shut and focused on not crying out… Not screaming…

She was cumming over his cock already, intense and glorious climax enough to make her weep with pleasure. But he wasn’t stopping... hammering into her while her pussy clenched and creamed over every perfect inch. With a silent sob, she realised he wasn’t even close, Andi's knees nearly giving way when she felt herself starting to tighten around him and cum again.

When his hand reached round to touch her, she lost it completely, her clit so sensitive it felt like it would burst when his finger brushed over it. Bucking and whimpering, she grabbed his wrist to stop him, falling back against his chest.

He kissed her neck, fucking her with deep strokes that made her sigh and squeal against his lips, his hands over her breast now, pinching her nipples in that way she loved…

“Oh… Oh God… Andi…”

Was all the warning he gave her, driving up into her one last time, reaching so deep she thought he must be in her ribcage…

Then she felt him erupt.

Shockingly different to how she’d felt with Paul and Sal downstairs, flooding her body with heat once more, but so, so deep this time… Andi turned to kissed him, slowly rolling her hips, caressing every inch of the cock buried inside her happy little hole, milking every last gasping moment of his orgasm.

“OK, mister,” She managed breathlessly after a moment, eyes rolling slightly when he pulled out. “Now I really do need to clean up. You go find Jack and tell him what we talked about.” She smiled when he chuckled. “I’ll come down once I’ve learned how to walk again, and then I’ll talk to Chloe.”

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Final part(s) coming soon!