This follows on from A Chance meeting, and is best read after reading the first installment. Polly and Andy have met up at a conference and taken their previously flirting relationship into a raunchy physical encounter. Its about to get more interesting as the games continue.
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Polly and I made our way down to the bar, very aware of how aroused we were and what had just happened. We were both in an excited state of dress too with Polly wearing little under the tight skirt I had recently been wearing and me wearing a pair of stockings and suspenders under my trousers!
In the bar stood a very sexy brunette, a little taller than Polly, though the 4" heels helped. She was fuller in figure than Polly, but equally desirable and my cock twitched at the thought. After completing introductions Polly got some drinks in and we sat down at a table in a corner, the two women close together. I could see Polly being careful as she sat down, her bare mound on her mind.
"Andy won," was all she said, and Cheryl smiled at both of us. Her red dress clung to her full breasts, but fell naturally away from the waist to swirl around her thighs, ending just above her knees. The neckline was suitably discreet, but plunged in a vee to her waist at the back. Her shapely calves were clad in black, seamed nylon, and I noticed Polly discreetly toying with Cheryl's dress around mid-thigh.
As we drank Cheryl asked, "So, what's the price you have to pay, sis?"
(Although Polly and Cheryl referred to each other as sisters, they were actually from different marriages, with Polly's father having got re-married to Cheryl's mother when both girls were quite young.)
Polly slid her hand along Cheryl's thigh, rubbing the nylon covered flesh through the thin cotton. "Well... you don't get to take any clothes off straight away when we get to Andy's room, and.... you do get to have an orgasm.... and I am the one selected to give it you!"
With that I saw Polly lift the strap of a suspender belt under the red cotton of Cheryl's dress. Cheryl raised an eyebrow at this, and I waited with interest for her reply. Wordlessly, she put her drink down, eased Polly's hand away and slid her own hands up her nylon-clad thighs, lifting the hem of her dress as she did so. I saw her lift slightly, slide her hands back down and then for some reason seemed to drop her bag on the floor. Reaching down she retrieved the bag, and with it the reason for the dropped bag - a pair of black, silk French knickers which she had just removed and which she now discreetly placed in my hand.
"Better give you these now then, as I think I would like you to wear them if I can't!" she whispered, arching her eyebrows and smiling. This was turning out to be an amazing evening, and we still had to return to the forfeits!
We quickly finished our drinks after that and went up to my room. Almost as the door closed Polly and Cheryl wasted no time and immediately entwined themselves, Cheryl reaching down to cup Polly's small, tight ass through the lycra before easing the skirt up and fondling her bare cheeks. Tonguing each other furiously, Polly's hands roamed across her sisters body, squeezing the twin fleshy globes of her ass and pulling them apart. My cock started to rise again as they broke from their mutual fondling, and Polly slid down Cheryl's neck and body, her lips fastening onto one tightly enclosed breast. Sucking and nipping furiously, Polly rolled the nipple around through the thin material, bringing gasps and groans of delight from Cheryl. She grasped Polly's head and pushed it harder in to her own body as Polly moved across to her other breast. I saw that Polly's actions had left the red cotton of Cheryl's dress soaking and clinging to her gorgeous, firm flesh. Her nipple was standing proud, and straining at the wet material, making it even more obvious Cheryl was not wearing anything under that clinging dress.
Polly left Cheryl's breasts and eased further down her body, licking and nipping as she went. The material on both breasts now clung to her highly aroused nipples, and she was starting to breathe heavily as Polly made her tortuous way down her sister's body. I couldn't believe the sexy nature of this, but seeing the way Polly explored all her sister's pleasure points it seemed apparent this was not the first time she had been there. Eventually Polly brought her hands down Cheryl's bare back and on to her cheeks, pulling her close as she chewed the material of her dress over the hidden sex mound, and then lifted the skirt.
Revealed, and nicely framed between black nylon covered thighs and a tight leather suspender belt, was Cheryl's shaven cunt. I didn't think I could get much harder, and needed to release my growing erection so I slipped off my trousers. For some reason I couldn't begin to understand I also slipped back on the heeled shoes Polly had me wearing earlier. Despite Polly's now frantic kneading of her ass, Cheryl groaned at me, "Remember I asked you to wear my knickers?"