Pride March

Nancy pulled on her pink frilly knickers, a tie dyed rainbow shirt which she tied at her waist, rainbow knee socks and her comfy black Doc Martens. She sprang out the front door, waved to her neighbours (the nice old lady and the not-nice old lady) and set off to the Pride march. On her way, she saw many other people dressed in similarly bright and revealing apparel.

As she waited for the march to start, she got started chatting to two cute boys. She noted with delight that they both wore bisexual pride flags, striped pink, lavender and blue, in their lapels. One introduced himself as Nick and the other said:

“Call me Wolf.”

“Why? Is that your name?”

“He’s really called Sebastian.”

“You can see why I prefer my surname. The full atrocity is Sebastian St. John Wolf.”

“OK, then. Wolf,” said Nancy.

The march continued through the park, up the main street and then to a carnival in the city square. Nancy roamed around, talking to various friends and acquaintances. But she found herself talking to the two more often than she expected. Nick was a tall, red haired, broad shouldered boy who wouldn’t have been out of place at the prow of a Viking warship. And Wolf was indeed of lupine character, with the fey deference suited to an English public school boy, tempered with a wicked, dark deep, tobacco roughened laugh. Both stimulated such different responses in her. For Nick, she felt awed by his height and intelligence but completely safe, by the way he spoke respectfully and gently guided her away from the rougher and drunker element with his hand on the small of her bare back.

Wolf, however, with his wicked black eyes rimmed with kohl, and his lithe chest bare but for silky hair and tattoos, inspired rather different feelings. On one hand, his chatty banter made her feel at home with him, like they’d been friends for years. But something a little odd in how his eyes darted over her body, in how his eyes smiled when he caught her doing the same, made their conversation somehow not as light as it sounded to eavesdroppers.

The festival was gearing down. The two asked Nancy if she’d like a glass of cognac, and she agreed. She wondered what they had planned for post cognac entertainment...

“So you’ve been single for a couple of years then?”

“Yeah.” Nick shrugged.

“That must be hard.”
“Single, not celibate.”

“Only with guys though,” Wolf added. “His bi stamp’s well out of date. Kiss him, Nancy!”

“Wolf, you’re pissed!” cried Nancy, as her blood rushed to her cheeks.

“Go on, kiss him.”

“Wolf, er...”

“He needs his bi card stamped!”

Nick leaned in so Nancy could see that the blue of his irides were flecked with copper.

“This is the fastest and most painless way of shutting him up.” His soft, warm lips touched hers. His kiss was so soft and teasing, when he separated from her, she immediately followed his lips to continue. He cupped her face, kissing her for a second more, before glancing at Wolf.

“Do I need to fill out a form or anything? For this card stamping?”

“One eye witness is all that’s needed.” Wolf replied, giving a demon like smirk to Nancy, who refused to let Nick go and was stroking his firm body, seemingly in a trance.

Nancy relaxed back against Nick’s strong chest, stretching her neck out so Nick could kiss and nibble at her. His strong hands explored her as she had before, but never quite stroking her tits which ached for his attentions. For his part, Wolf lay prostrate and began kissing her creamy thighs, left bare between underwear and socks, kissing the inner thigh and up over the top, but avoiding her most sensitive parts.

The two continued to stroke and kiss and tease her body until she was moaning and arching her back.Wolf could see her cute knickers  beginning to soak through. His body flowed into cat position, with his nose tip touching hers. He saw Nick’s eyes had half closed, and his hips were gently bucking against hers. He knew that she must be feeling Nick’s long shaft pushing between her buttocks, frotting in a way which pulled at her underwear, making it squeeze against all her vulnerable spaces. Together with his hard, strong hands exploring her... well, Wolf knew how it felt. He watched Nick’s hands advancing beneath her shirt, soon revealing her bare tits. She gasped as he brushed the brown nipples and mocha coloured flesh with his fingertips. Wolf leaned in and gently sucked a nipple into his mouth. He began stroking her pussy over her underwear, longing to push his fingers deep into her and give her a little taste of how he was going to fuck her.

She answered his unasked questions by grasping the garment at the hips, and slowly pulling it down over her legs. Wolf caught his breath when she revealed herself, her full lips covered in soft, trimmed hair, her clit protruding from between them, seemingly begging for the touch of lips or tongue. Nick had seemed lost in a reverie of gentle kisses and strokes and soft undulation, but when he lifted her shirt over her head, she suddenly felt vulnerable, nude before these two strong, fit boys, either of whom could have pinned her with one hand.

“Um, things are going a little fast...”

“Oh, fuck. I’m sorry...”

“I just think I’d feel better if you guys were naked too.”

Neither were anything loath to shed the rest of their clothes, stripping to their underwear, before displaying themselves for Nancy’s approval. She had to choke back a squeal of glee, seeing the two nude boys lying back, hard and ready for her. Nick’s was leaking a tiny drop of precum; Nancy licked it away with the tip of her tongue, then smiled and gave Wolf a little kiss on his tip when he rolled over to demand her attentions.

“Wait. You don’t get to stick that delicious cunt in my face and not let me taste it. Lie down and get on with stamping his bi card, and spread those legs for me.”

Nancy obediently wrapped her lips around the long shaft, ringed with auburn fur, which Nick eagerly pressed into her face. She licked away all the fluid created by the delicious friction he had created against her arse, then started sucking, creating gentle suction against him with her mouth, taking him as far into her mouth as she could.

Meanwhile Wolf was similarly sucking on Nancy’s juicy clit, and moving his two thick forefingers inside her cunt. His cock twitched as he felt just how wet and hot she was, and how strongly she clenched around him. But he had designs elsewhere. He withdrew the fingers, continuing his lazy tongue movements on Nancy’s clit which kept her teasingly close to cumming, and began to stroke them against her dark arsehole. Nancy had her mouth full, but he tapped her face.

“Do you like what I’m doing?”

Nancy took a few seconds to gasp “Don’t stop” before Nick slammed back in, fucking her face hard and fast, on the edge. Wolf smirked and continued, running the fingers wet with Nancy’s own juices into her arse. He could feel her pulse, and the spasms of her muscles as her orgasm began to explode inside her. He kept licking, slow and gently, as she gasped, Nick pulling out of her throat to cum over her tits. He leaned back to her, licking up Nick’s cum and kissing her with their tastes commingled on her lips. Wolf felt his cock throb painfully as she enthusiastically licked every drop from his lips.

Wolf let them be for a few minutes, enjoying the naked cuddle puddle.

“Nancy... would you mind awfully if I flipped you over and fucked you like a choirboy?” The words seemed as good as any to introduce the subject.

“You mean up the arse?! I’m not sure...”

“Aw, but you loved it so much when I fingered you there...”

“Nancy. I wouldn’t turn down a fuck from this boy. And I’m a picky bastard.” said Nick, running his fingers through her hair.

“You’ve done it with him?”

“Well, there are the nights we don’t pull and then we have to revert to each other. But he’s great for an inaugural experience.”

“Well... if you lube me up really well...”

“You haven’t been lubed” [he kissed her] “before you’ve been lubed up by me.” He strolled over to a chest of drawers, and returned with armsful of sex toys, condoms and lube. He dropped them on the bed, and returned to Nancy and Nick’s arms. He slid his fingers along Nancy’s still soaking slit, feeling her arch into his chest, moaning appreciatively. He kissed her neck, and whispered in her ear.

“Now this is why I could never spurn females. Gotta love that lack of refractory period.”

Nancy giggled. Nick quietly reached over, took a small plug, sheathed it in a condom and applied a generous blob of lube. As Wolf gently stroked her neck and pudenda, Nick slowly pushed in the tiny plug, no thicker than his thumb, into Nancy’s orifice. He felt a slight resistance, before her arse swallowed the plug up. He switched his attentions to her tits, gently rolling her nipples between his fingertips. Nancy felt a little shiver up her spine at the coldness of the lube, but before long, she began to want something a little more in her. Nick prepared the next size up, and Nancy opened her eyes as she felt the swap.

“That’s a bit big, but it feels ok.”

“You’d be surprised at what you can take, if you’re slow and use plenty of lube. Ain’t that right Wolf?”  Wolf grunted his assent. By now he had started biting Nancy’s neck lightly, gradually applying more pressure, looking for her pain boundaries. Nancy was so enjoying their twin attentions that she barely paid attention to this statement.

“OK, I’ll take over. Nick, you take over cuddling duty. Or maybe you can give him another of your blowjobs, Nancy.”

“I’m still recovering from the first, mate.” Nick lay back, letting Nancy lie prostrate on top of him. Wolf took out his favourite of the collection, a large, rainbow coloured dildo which was easily as big as his cock. He applied a condom, then applied a generous amount of lube to its tip and some to Nancy for good measure. When she applied its tip to her, she glanced over her shoulder and widened her eyes at the sight of the thing Wolf planned to put in her.

“Jesus...”

“If I can take it, you can take it. We’ll go super slow. And once we’ve done with Rainbow Cock,  you’ll be more than ready for me. And I [kiss] am more than ready [kiss] for you.”

The sound of his warm, rich voice in her ear, together with the feeling of Nick’s strong arms around her, removed her trepidation. She moaned in delight as he pushed the dildo into her, inch by inch. When he had it in half way, he began fucking it back and forth, moving it into her a little more each time. She started bucking her hips, until the whole thing was inside her.

“Now it’s my fucking turn.” said Wolf. He had taken every care in preparing her, but now he was going to enjoy what was his. Every part of her.

He slid into her hot cunt, fixing his gaze on her. He savoured every inch as he pushed into, hardly able to believe that fucking this gorgeous pussy was only foreplay. Nancy moaned, long and low. Her cunt had been almost neglected up to this point, and it felt incredible to have him sliding against her swollen tissue. Nick reached down and began to stroke her tits again, occasionally pinching the nipples gently, then harder. Wolf continued, then pulled out and spat

“Turn over.”

Nancy flipped over obediently. Wolf lined up his sheathed, dripping cock with her arse, and pushed until the thick head popped in, prompting a squeal of delighted shock from Nancy. He paused for a second, before settling into a slow, easy rhythm. He savoured the feeling of her bum pushing against his thighs, and her tight hole gripping on him. He reached underneath her, took a tit in each hand, and started fucking her for real, as hard as he would fuck her cunt. Nancy was consumed with the sensation of him filling her. All too soon, Wolf was gasping from the intensity of his orgasm. He pulled out and collapsed into the pile of bodies, adoring the contrast between Nick’s pale, hard body and Nancy’s soft brown curves.

It was late, much later than they had expected. Of course, Nick and Wolf insisted that Nancy stay over.