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"Friday Night"

      by Amy UK

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On Friday nights, I go to Newcastle with a bunch of girlfriends, drinking, dancing and sometimes flirting a little bit.

One particularly hot night, I was dancing with a couple of friends, when two Asian boys joined us.

"You're Amy, aren't you?" whispered the taller one.

"Yes, who are you?" "I'm Amjed. You used to work with my mum, Sonja."

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I remembered him, from about five years previous. He was about 18 now, tall, athletic and good looking.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

I agreed, so we went to the bar, with his friend Mustaq. We chatted for a while until my friends whisked me off. They all wanted to know who the boys were, and what they would do to them if they had a chance.

I couldn't get them out of my head for the next hour. At midnight I was waiting for the Metro train, to take me home, when Amjed and Mustaq appeared.

"Hi, had a good night?" Amjed greeted me, "going home? Do you want us to escort you?"

"Do you still live near me?" I asked.

"In the same direction," he laughed.

With that, the train arrived. It was packed, so the boys pushed me into a corner of the carriage, and squashed up next to me. It felt good to be this close to two handsome young men.

With Amjed in front and Mush right behind me, every time the train lurched, the boys bumped against my tits and bum. As I didn't complain they began to get a little braver, Amjed's hands wandered up the front of my skirt, stroking the inside of my bare legs, gently touching my fanny over my tiny knickers. Mush had his hand up the back of the skirt, squeezing my bum cheeks, and occasionally sliding a finger between my legs. My fanny was on fire. Hopefully, no one could see, but I didn't care, I was having too much fun; I hung my arms around Amjed's' neck, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Does that feel good?" Amjed whispered.

"Very nice", I purred back.

Because the tram was still rocking, my tits were rubbing up against his chest, I thought my nipples were going to explode. I'd never been with a coloured or Asian man before, but I knew, when I looked into his big brown eyes, that I would tonight.

I realised that our stop had arrived. We jumped off and headed for the stairs.

"Now what?" Amjed asked.

"I need the toilet, for a pee." I laughed.

All of the beer, the rocking of the train and not least two pairs of hands fiddling about had made my bladder feel that it was going to burst.

"The toilet here is closed, but I know a place", chuckled Mush.

With that, we left the station and crossed the road and dashed behind some shops. I felt the pee start to trickle, but I was laughing so much, I didn't care.

"In here," Mush pushed a gate open and pulled me inside.

"We'll keep look out", whispered Amjed.

I stood at the back of the yard, and whipped down my knickers, and before I'd even begun to squat, the pee burst out like a fountain. My God it felt good. I seemed to be pissing for ages and then I opened my eyes to be greeted by the boys standing in front of me, roughly wanking their cocks.

"I've always wanted to see a woman take a piss", said Mush.

"It's a hell of a turn on".

I'd wet my knickers, so took them off and put them on a small wall. I put my hand out to touch Amjed's' knob, it felt like silk. I stood up and kissed him, his tongue slid into my mouth, and I was in heaven. We moved against a door, and his fingers went straight up between my legs, opening my fanny with one movement, he pushed two fingers into my hole, he rolled them around sending me into a frenzy. I ran my hand up and down his cock; it felt much thicker than my husbands did. I was then aware that another pair of hands were squeezing my tits.

"These feel good." Mush whispered into my ear.

"Can I see them?"

With that he slid my T-shirt over my head, and quickly removed my bra, all the time Amjed was still jamming his fingers inside me.

"That's better," Mush said as he groped my naked breasts, pulling and tugging at my long nipples.

"Wow, I've never seen tits like these before", grunted Amjed. "They're fantastic."

Softer than in my youth, my breasts were still quite sexy. I fumbled with his belt, and pulled his jeans down.

"Take your fingers out." I urged him.

His face lit up. "So we are finally going to fuck? You have no idea how many wanks I've had thinking about you."

I didn't know if I was meant to be flattered, but there was only one thing that I wanted now. I put my left foot onto the small wall, held onto him, and gasped as his cock slid into my sopping fanny. Only using his hips, he bucked and gyrated, forcing his cock into parts of my fanny which I didn't know existed. Still holding my tits with one hand, Mush was stroking and squeezing my arse with his other, occasionally sliding a finger over my bum hole. My husband, Marc had never touched it before, but this was so exciting.

With Amjed giving me the fucking of my life, Mush slid the tip of his finger into my arsehole. I screamed with delight; within seconds I had an amazing orgasm, which made Amjed shoot loads of lovely spunk into me. I clung onto him to stop myself falling over. Mush pulled his finger out, leaving my bum stinging, but in a very nice way, and Amjed's cock fell out with a plop as I was so full of spunk.

"What about me?" said Mush, as he waved his cock from side to side.

With Amjed, now behind me, kissing my neck and stroking my tits, I sat on the wall and licked my lips. Mush then stood in front of me, with his hands on his hips, and slid his cock into my waiting mouth. It was red hot, longer and slimmer than Amjed's, but tasted wonderful. I sucked on the knob, while stroking the shaft with one hand and gently rotating his hairy balls with the other, with loads of spit in my mouth, I gobbled up and down the head and shaft, very nearly deep throating him, which I normally only do to my husband on special occasions.

"I'm coming", he shouted, so I deliberately speeded up, making him come in my mouth. I couldn't believe how much spunk there was. It was saltier and lumpier than Marcs, but I managed to take it all in my mouth, tugging his cock, until the last drops oozed out.

I pushed my tongue out, which was still covered in spunk, "Happy now?" I laughed, as I tipped my head back to swallow his juice.

We sat back for a few minutes, sharing a cigarette. I looked at my watch, it was now 1:30, and I was going to be late home. The boys watched as I put my bra and top on.

"Can I keep your knickers?" pleaded Mush. "It'll be my turn to think about you when I wank". Of course I let him, the thought of him sniffing my pants, when he played with himself, turned me on, too.

- The End -

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