It was approaching the summer holidays and I’d bought my first mobile phone, a Nokia 3310. Aside from playing Snake during breaks, it really didn’t get a whole lot of use. Hardly surprising as the only people I was likely to want to talk with were all sitting next to me in school throughout the day. Apart from one person. Danielle had also got a mobile phone recently and we had exchanged numbers when our get togethers started to become regular. Danielle wasn’t big on chat but did occassional text me during class causing the phone to vibrate in my pocket. Knowing it was her, combined with the vibration was, at that age, almost enough to get me going. I didn’t check messages during class. It was against the rules and I wouldn’t risk getting my phone confiscated, or worse yet the teacher demanding to see the message. Danielle’s messages were usually explicit in nature!
One day, I felt the familiar S.O.S. buzz toward the end of 4th period (just prior to lunch). As the bell rang and pupils spilled out into the corridor, I retrieved the phone from my pocket and sure enough it was from Danielle.
“Horny AF. Wanna fck?”
I wasn’t sure if Danielle was just being a tease since it had been weeks since our illicit rendezvous in the swimming pool changing rooms and we had got into a pattern of Friday afternoons. Other than the odd x-rated SMS suggesting what we might do at our next session, we didn’t really speak during the school day. But I was a teenage boy and was hardly going to ignore the opportunity for sex. But where? My house was too far from school. I’d never been to Danielle’s before and didn’t even know where it was. There weren’t really any other options.
“Where?” I responded.
“Grls nxt 2 english.” came the reply.
That was a risky proposition and made me very nervous, but also a little bit excited. I hung back, walking slowly down the corridor toward the main concourse, being passed by most people rushing to get to the dining hall before the queues got too long. The English classrooms where on the way back on the ground floor. As I approached, I sent a reply to Danielle.
“m outside.”
I continued to look at my phone while standing in the corridor just short of the door attempting to look causual. The phone buzzed again in my hand.
“all clear” came Danielle’s reply.
I hesitated… not one hundred percent trusting that this wasn’t some sort of prank Danielle was playing. I wouldn’t put it past her. I checked back down the corridor I had just walked up, there was nobody there. Ahead of me the last few stragglers were passing through the doors into the main concourse, nobody was looking. I pushed the door open and stepped inside the girls toilets.
Danielle was standing in the middle of the room looking quite different than expected. Not wearing her usual tight trousers and v-neck combo, instead she was standing in a dark, pleated skirt and tights, combined with a white shirt. Her breasts still bulged against the cotton, straining the buttons and creating a gap in between revealing the middle of the dark bra that also showed faintly though the white fabric.
She stepped toward me and put her hand between my legs, massaging my swelling manhood over my trousers. In little time I was standing to attention. Danielle didn’t waste a second in kneeling down and unzipping my fly. Putting her fingers inside she pulled down my briefs enough to expose my shaft, taking hold of it and exposing it to the daylight. It was a surreal experience, standing in the girls loos with my boner in the hands of a girl who only weeks prior had never spoken to me.
“Mmmm” Danielle moaned in approval as she kissed the tip “that’s what I wanted to see.”
I was acutely aware that at any moment someone could walk in and find us, so I was listening intently for the sound of footsteps or voices in the corridor outside. At the same time, the jeopardy made this all the more exciting and my cock throbbed in her hand as I felt my heart race. Looking at Danielle kneeling before me, I saw down her partially unbuttoned shirt to her ample cleavage being hugged in a tight black lace bra. Danielle looked great in black lace!
“What if someone comes in?” I asked anxiously.
Danielle looked back at me, her desire momentarily checked by the reality of the risk and, I assumed, her determination not to be associated with a geek like me, let alone discovered felating me in the toilets! She stood up and – continuing to grasp it – led me by the cock into one of the stalls. She sat down on the toilet seat and I closed the door behind us, fumbling to lock it behind my back. No sooner had the door latched then Danielle had my dick in her mouth, sucking on it like a hoover. I leaned back against the closed door and enjoyed the feeling of her lips gliding back and forth over my corona and her tongue stroking my bell end, the tip dancing over my pee-hole. I started to sigh as the waves of pleasure rolled over me. Danielle ocassionally stopped to give her mouth a rest and firmly tugged me off, spitting on her hand to lube it up. I was in heaven and couldn’t wait to shoot my load all over her face and cleavage. I reached down to unbutton her shirt so I come over her without leaving any stains. But before I managed to get my hands on her goods, she stopped.
“Swap” she instructed, while pulling her bra cups down so that her tits hung out over the top while the bra remained fastened.
We switched positions somewhat awkwardly in the cramped stall so that i was now sitting on the toilet seat and she was standing before me. Then she took hold of the front of her pleated skirt and lifted it up completely, revealing her exposed pussy. Danielle hadn’t been wearing tights, she was wearing stockings, only stockings, no underwear at all. I stared at her smooth, nubile vulva as she stood, legs apart, flashing me for a second or two. I could see a glistening snail-trail running down both her inside thighs too. She hadn’t been exaggerating in her text message, her pussy had been quite literally dripping with her horny secretions.
All of a sudden, I heard the door swing open and the sound of voices, mid conversation, echoed around the tiled room.
“He’s kinda cute, I guess” said one voice
“Yeah, well he’s totally into you…” said the other.
Danielle wasn’t put off. Sitting down on my lap she lowered herself onto my vertical member, exhaling as it penetrated her tight, slick hole, stretching her to capacity for only the 5th or 6th time perhaps. She began to roll her hips back and forth, slowly at first but building in speed, all the while the conversation continued outside the stall.
“… so do you think you’d go out with him…” the gossip continued
“I dunno, like only if Michelle was totally okay with it”
Danielle’s hip movements bacame more pronounced bounces and her breathing became louder just as the slightly loose toilet seat began clanking rythmically. The voices outside stopped abruptly as they realised they were not alone in conversation. Danielle stopped moving for a second. We heard the door swing open again and the pair leave. As soon as they had gone Danielle began gyrating once more, rapidly. I reached round and grabbed hold of her exposed tits, squeezing them hard in each hand. I couldn’t see much, Danielle’s skirt was draped over her legs, but I could feel her juices running down my shaft and over my balls to be soaked into my underwear.
I could also feel my orgasm building and Danielle was now audibly moaning which reverberated around the whole room. I reached under her and grasped both ass cheeks, spreading them apart and providing her some support as she bounced up.
THUNK, THUNK, THUNK. It sounded like the toilet seat was going to fall off.
“Oh fuck, I’m getting close” Danielle announced, increasing in speed all the more. I felt her muscles contracting around my cock as the onset of her orgasm began to take hold. I was trying to hold mine back to let her cum first, still hoping to shoot my load over her tits so she could lick them clean before me.
THUNK, THUNK, THUNK… my hard on raged and I desparately tried to hold off… THUNK THUNK THUNK… CLACK!
The unexpected sound suddently startled me, swiftly followed by an eletronic chime. My attention snapped back from my day dream.
I re-focussed on the displays on front of me which I had unintentionally zoned out of a few minutes earlier. An amber annunciator flashed before me. Instinctively I reached out and pressed it to stop the blinking.
“Elec, Gen 1, Fail” announced the captain reading from the status display between us.
“Balls.” he sighed.
The sigh denoted his realisation that the failure of one if our aircraft’s three electrical generators meant we would most likely not be making it back to base for tea time. We had dispatched earlier with another already inoperative and the unexpected failure of a second one – leaving us with just a single functioning electrical source – would, if we could not coax it back into life, result in us having to divert to an alternate airport. After following the relevent checklists and coordinating with our maintenance and ops teams it was settled: we were making an emergency diversion to London. We would also be out of hours on our max duty time to fly home again that day, so we would be spending the night.
As soon as we pulled onto stand, I turned my phone on and texted Danielle. It was late afternoon, chances of her managing to get to London in time for a quick “catch up” were slim I figured. But I was pleasantly surprised to discover she was already here, apparently visiting a friend, and could meet me in the hotel later that evening. Result! After a quick dinner with my frustrated fellow crew members, I made my excuses and I retired to my room to await Danielle’s arrival. I passed the time watching TV and flicking through Youtube videos. At about 7:45pm there was a knock at the door.
Opening the door, I was met by a grinning Danielle who immediately walked inside and embraced me, pushing the door shut behind her.
“Fuck I’ve missed you, I can’t believe you’re here! Your timing is impeccable.” she said with excitment.
“You can thank a broken airplane for that! This is the first diversion I’ve ever been glad about.” I replied “pretty lucky you were down here though, how was your day?”
“It’s been pretty good, sorry I’m a bit later than I thought” Danielle replied, as she undid the belt in her black trench coat. “We just had to call in at Victoria’s Secret…”
Danielle opened her coat wide and my eyes just about popped out their sockets. Dropping it to the floor Danielle stood in the the middle of the room wearing a black lace body suit, with suspenders, stockings and her black heels for effect. The lace was transparent in all the right places and perfectly hugged her figure. Her ample cleavage was accentuated by the plunging neckline. I oggled her for a few moments which she seemed to enjoy. She stroked herself suggestively, caressing her breasts and down between her legs.
“Who is ‘we’?'” I asked, realising what she had just said and wondering if Kara had been in tow.
Danielle smiled a cheeky smile then turned her back to me, giving me a new perspective on her outfit. A black thong ran between her athletic, tight ass, which swayed as she walked back towards the door. I felt the blood pumping into my cock and I began to swell as I imagined undressing her.
Pulling the door open Danielle stepped to the side suddenly revealing another entirely unexpected figure standing in the doorway. She was petite, dressed in a short black cocktail dress, and her golden blonde hair was tied in a bun above her head with black chopsticks.
“Surprise!” Danielle anounced as Chloe hesitantly stepped into the room, blushing slightly.
“Hi” she said, glancing at the floor.
“Hi” I replied, still somewhat shocked. I had no idea Danielle’s interaction with Chloe had extended beyond a one night stand.
“Aww, you two are so cute.” Danielle mocked our awkward exchange.
As Chloe moved into the room, Danielle closed the door and followed behind her, smacking her ass on the way past. I was standing facing them and my trousers already had a noticeable bulge. Chloe looked so hot, and with Danielle standing next to her, my hard on was growing by the second.
“I managed to convince this one to treat you to a little show… what do you think?” Danielle asked as I stepped towards them, desperate to reach out and touch the memory.
“You look incredible, both of you” I answered my eyes a little more fixated on Chloe.
“Give him a spin” Danielle instructed Chloe, who obediantly turned around giving me a view of that hot little ass being hugged by the fabric of her dress. I couldn’t wait to grab hold of it.
Approaching Chloe from behind Danielle wrapped one arm around her waist, and the other over her shoulder and across her chest. As I got closer, Danielle reached out and pushed me back, motioning her head to the bed, before beginning to kiss Chloe’s neck. A little disappointed, nonetheless I played along, climbing onto the bed I made myself comfortable to take in the show, wondering what they might have planned.
Danielle kissed her way down Chloe’s neck, slipping the strap of her dress over her shoulder to expose it so she could kiss there too. Then she began to work her way back, up Chloe’s neck behind her ear, before nibbling on her ear lobe. Chloe’s eyes closed and her head rolled back as she let her arousal take over. Danielle reached behind Chloe’s back and I heard the sound of Chloe’s dress unzipping. Then Danielle ran her other hand back up over Chloe’s chest sensually, before slipping her other should strap off, allowing the little black dress to fall to the floor.
Chloe now stood alongside Danielle in matching black underwear, her tiny chest covered by an intricate lace bra and her pussy shrouded in a pair of lace shorts with just the little hint of a camel toe. Danielle’s hands began to move across Chloe’s body, gently caressing her bare skin and the thin lace fabric protecting her modesty.
I unzipped my fly, reaching into my trousers to pull out my now throbbing cock. I started to stroke it back and forth, retracting my foreskin over my glans and pulling it tight. As I took in the first moments of the 3D porn show I had lucked into, I wondered how the rest of the crew were filling their evenings.
Seeing how much I was enjoying the show, Danielle smiled at me and then released Chloe’s bra, slipping it off her to expose her flat chest and protruding nipples. She took a moment to flick her fingers over them causing Chloe to inhale deeply as her engorged teats were teased. Then Danielle knelt down behind her partner and slipped her fingers into both sides of Chloe’s panties to draw them down over her hips and thighs, inverting them to reveal her pretty little slit to me as the gusset was drawn out from between her lips. Chloe’s blonde pubic hair was neatly trimmed and her lips shaved. Her inner labia protruded slightly, glistening in the light – she was wet. I just wanted to run my cock through them, but I sat obediantly where I was and tightened my grip on my shaft as I jerked myself off. With her panties removed, continuing to kneel, Danielle’s head disappeared behind Chloe’s butt. Danielle placed a hand on each of Chloe’s now exposed ass cheeks, givening them a playful shake before she spread them. I couldn’t see what was going on, but I knew from the reaction on Chloe’s face when Danielle’s tongue made contact with her newly exposed asshole. Chloe moaned audible as Danielle began to probe her and I could hear the sounds of saliva being licked around her hole. My strokes accelerated as I watched the two women togther. I wasn’t jealous of Chloe getting Danielle’s attention, but I was desperate to touch Chloe again for myself. Watching her on a video was one thing, having her present in the same room, stripped naked for my pleasure and being rimmed by another woman was next-level hot.
After several minutes attentively tonguing Chloe’s ass, Danielle stopped and stood up behind her, then whispered something in Chloe’s ear. Chloe opened her eyes for the first time since the show began, looking a little surprised and hesitant. At the same time she set her yes on me, masturbating openinly in front of her. She stared at my cock as I stroked it, almost with a look of anxiety. I didn’t care though, I continued to jerk myself, looking her up and down.
“Please” Danielle implored Chloe more audibly “I know it’s a lot, but would you do it… for me?”
Danielle stroked Chloe’s ear as she begged and Chloe nodded while continuing to stare at my sizeable shaft. Then she walked over to the bed, getting on it and laying face down across it, her head hanging off one side. I moved in closer, continuing to masturbate as Danielle also climbed onto the bed and once more parted Chloe’s glutes, revealing her now saliva glazed sphincter to me for the first time. I got closer still and continued to jerk off, my knees now touching Chloe’s arm. This simple physical contact was electrifing. I longed for Chloe to reach up and stroke my cock, but she stayed still. Danielle leant down and resumed tonguing Chloe’s tight little asshole. At the same time, she reached out and took hold of my cock from me, taking over the stroking. It wasn’t exactly what I hoped for, but I was still in heaven, listening to Chloe’s moans of joy as Danielle’s tongue caressed her sensitive anus while feeling Danielle’s grip on my pulsating errection as her hand moved back and forth over it. With my own hands now free I was finally able to reach out and touch Chloe. I ran my hand over Chloe’s back at first, to make sure she was OK with my touch. Then as my hands slid down over her lower back, I took over from Danielle, placing a hand on each of Chloe’s soft smooth cheeks, spreading them as much as I could, stretching her asshole open to allow Danielle’s tongue to penetrate even deeper inside my former conquest. Chloe’s noises indicated she was beginning to build toward some sort of climax but eventually Danielle had to come up for air and I relaxed my grip on Chloe’s ass, taking the opportunity to ‘innadvertantly’ let my fingers slip down inbetween her legs a little, casually running them through Chloe’s warm, moist labia. She didn’t know who was touching her but it didn’t matter, she now was so aroused that my grope caused her to moan and quiver.
Danielle stretched out her arm and held her hand in front of Chloe’s mouth.
“Spit please.” she instructed.
After gathering some in her mouth, Chloe did as she was told and spat a large glob of saliva into Danielle’s cupped palm. Danielle then brought her hand back on front of her own mouth and spat into it as well, before smearing their combined spit over the length my shaft. It was such a turn on, but nothing compared to what was about to happen.
“I’m going to watch you fuck this little lesbian slut’s virgin asshole” Danielle said to me, grabbing Chloe’s cheeks agressively and yanking them apart again.
One look at Chloe’s partially gaped ass hole and I didn’t need any further invitation. Immediately I swung my leg over to straddle Chloe’s thighs, pressing my rod down into Chloe’s crack and lining up the tip with her well lubricated sphincter. Even with both girls’ saliva coating me, I knew this was going to be a challenge for Chloe. She was tiny and I was pretty girthy. As I began to press my bell end against her untrained anus, immediately she tensed up and tried to wriggle away. Danielle saw this and went to kneel down at Chloe’s head. She whispered something further to Chloe and kissed her forehead reassuringly. Then she pulled a chair close to the bed and sat facing Chloe, her legs up on the edge of the chair. Danielle moved her playsuit to the side exposing her pussy, directly in Chloe’s eyeline, and she began to finger herself.
I spat into Chloe’s parted crack to give her as much lube as I could, then I bore down on her.
“Argghhhh” Chloe cried in pain as the tip of my cock pushed inside her, forcing her sphincter to dilate. I could feel the friction on my head despite the copious spit and knew this would be much worse for Chloe’s innexperienced asshole.
I looked over at Danielle, continuing to play with her pussy as I tore into Chloe. I knew Danielle found pain a turn on, but it seemed it was not only her own pain, but others’ as well. Chloe had tipped her head back and was looking at Danielle too, their eyes locked with one another. I began press deeper inside Chloe, forcing her cheeks apart with my palms.
After the initial shock of penetration, Chloe managed to compose herself somewhat, but as I began to fill her hole with the remaining length of my shaft her cries of pain resumed. My girth was stretching her wider than any tongue could ever have done and I thought I was going to split her in half as I got into my rhythm, thrusting back and forth inside this anal debutante. Danielle watched Chloe sobbing while she pleasured herself, getting off on every cry of agony. After a few minutes, the worst of it had passed and Chloe had quietened, only emitting the odd wince if my cock ploughed a little deeper into her than expected. I could feel my orgasm building inside as Chloe’s hole tensed around my shaft with each stroke. I’d never been inside anything as tight as this, not even when I’d taken Danielle’s ass for the first time all those years ago. Chloe’s cries of pain were an aphrodesiac to me and Danielle too was audibly approaching climax. She had adjusted her position to bring her pussy near enough to Chloe’s face that she was able to eat her out. Danielle was holding Chloe’s head pressed against her pussy, muffling her sounds of discomfort as I practically raped her virgin ass. Chloe was little more than a fuck-toy for Danielle and I, bringing us to a simultaneous orgasm.
“aaahhhhh” Danielle cried as the waves of her explosion began to roll over her. She released Chloe’s head in time for me to see a stream of squirt fire from her pussy onto Chloe’s face.
Seeing Danielle cum hard was the spark that triggered me. I held it back until a final thrust deep inside Chloe’s rectum, then collapsing onto her back i unloaded inside her, filling her cavity with what felt like litres of semen. As I lay on top of her, still inside her, I licked Danielle’s juices off one of her flushed cheeks. My spasms subsided and I could hear Danielle breathing loudly and Chloe sniffling, trying to wipe away her tears of pain. As my errection began to subside, Chloe pushed me out from inside her and I rolled off her.
“Thank you” Danielle said to Chloe, getting off the chair and kneeling once more at her face. She wiped the tear stains and remaining squirt from Chloe’s face then kissed her passionately “that was incredible, the hotest thing I’ve ever seen. You did so well, taking it like that.”
Chloe smilled back at Danielle, then dropped her head, exhausted from her efforts. Danielle meanwhile got up onto the bed and began kissing Chloe’s ass cheeks, before gently focussing on her asshole once again. Licking slowly around it, as though licking a sensitive wound. After a while, she placed her hand between Chloe’s legs and inserted a finger inside Chloe’s pussy, while at the same time starting to suck her still partially opened ass hole. She was trying to suck my cum out of Chloe’s ass. I knew how deep I had rammed her and doubted she would have much success but it was still hot to watch. Chloe lay motionless, overcome by her experience, just enjoying the gentle touch of her loving partner.
Eventually Danielle stopped her attempts to hoover out Chloe’s ass and asked her to roll over. Now it was Chloe’s turn to be the focus of pleasure. Danielle continued to finger her, sliding her middle fingers into Chloe’s pussy, while rubbing Chloe’s clit with her thumb. Chloe began to sigh in pleasure as Danielle’s finger motions stimulated her. By this point i had moved onto the chair and was seated by Chloe’s head just watching again. Danielle had managed to remove her own lace attire and was lying down partially atop of Chloe, their fully naked bodies now pressed against each other intimately. As Danielle began to lick one of Chloe’s still errect nipples, Chloe’s head tipped back and her eyes rolled. I wasn’t sure if this was involuntary or if she was actually looking at me, probably the former, but it was hot. My own errection was beginning to recover at the display before me, so I began masturbating next to Chloe’s face. I briefly considered trying to place my cock into Chloe’s mouth which was just inches away but I didn’t know how that would be recieved so thought better of it. It was the girl’s show afterall, I was just a audience participant.
Danielle continued to finger Chloe and after about ten minutes of stroking and rubbing Chloe was crying out in joy rather than pain – quite the contrast!
“Ohhhhhhh yes yes yes, right there, oh Danielle, ooohhh yeah don’t stop, don’t stopppppp eeeehhhh!!” Chloe called out as Danielle thrust her digits back and forth inside Chloe’s pussy and rubbed vigorously at her clit with the finger of her other hand.
Meanwhile I was closing in on cumming a second time too. When Chloe finally exploded in ecstasy, she yelled out and clenched her fists. I clenched tight around my hard-on and came for a second time just as she cried out. A little stream of my cum shot accross Chloe’s face, landing over her nose and on her upper lip. As the second shot came, I couldn’t resist aiming it at Chloe’s wide open mouth. It flew in landing on her tongue. She swallowed, perhaps not realising what had happened or was so taken up in her own pleasure that she didn’t seem to mind.
As Chloe came down off her high, Danielle moved in to kiss her and spotted the semen splattered across her face. Danielle kissed Chloe on the lips and licked the remainder from her nose, causing Chloe to giggle. Then we sat queitly, perhaps a little awkwardly, for a few moments.
“So Danielle tell’s me you’re more into girls” I said, breaking the silence and trying add a litle levity for Chloe’s benefit, remembering how I had felt at the end of my first threesome with Kara and Danielle.
Chloe blushed a little, realising the extent of what had just happened, before responding. “Yeah… we were just supposed to let you watch us…” she said looking at Danielle with a raised eyebrow.
“Soz!” Danielle replied “it would just have been a damn waste not to fill that hot little ass of yours with his great big cock!”
“Hmm… never again!” Chloe said, I thought quite adamantly.
“Thanks anyway” I said “I’m glad I got to be the one that did it.”
“Me too” Chloe conceded “you’re now officially the only man to have had me in all holes… the only man to have had me in any hole for that matter.”
“I’m honoured” I joked.
“I’m exhausted” Danielle interjected. “how about we make use of this comfy bed for a little relaxation.”
I took off my uniform, aware I was the only one still clothed and hung it up. Then I climbed into the bed naked alongside Danielle in the middle. Chloe lay on the opposite side of her. As soon as we climbed under the covers I felt Danielle fondling my balls and now flaccid cock, trying to coax it into another errection. I reached down to find Danielle’s clit but instead found another hand, I think Chloe’s, which had already beaten me to it. So instead i started to massage Danielle’s beautiful breasts, running her nipples through my fingers. I turned out the lights and fell asleep.
I awoke to the sound of a toilet flush. I turned to the alarm clock and could see it was about 2am. The bathroom light illuminated the room as Chloe stepped out, still completely naked, before turning it off. Danielle had rolled over into Chloe’s spot only leaving a gap in the middle of the bed. Chloe realised this and stood at the end of the bed considering her options for a moment, unaware i was awake. I moved over into the middle and pulled the duvet open to let her in. Chloe climbed in next to me.
“Thanks” she whispered, turning her back to me as she pulled the duvet back up over her exposed body. The size of the bed meant that her skin innevitably came into contact with mine. Her ass cheeks pressed against my thighs, stirring my cock from its slumber. My arm was pressing into her back somewhat awkwardly so i rolled over, placing my other arm over her stomach at first resting my hand on the mattress.
“Is that OK?” I asked, unsure how she would feel effectively being spooned by me.
“Yeah.” Chloe responded “You can touch me… if you want to.” she said sheepishly
I think she could feel my inflating boner beginning to press into her bum so she knew she was turnning me on. Maybe she thought feeling her up would help alleviate my situation… if so she had no idea how men work.
“OK” I replied “I’d like that”.
I ran my hand up over her belly to the little mounds on her chest and began to massage them gently.
“mmmm” Chloe sighed “that actually feels quite nice… for a guy”
I was already surprised to be fondling Chloe again, given her preference for a female touch, but i was shocked by what she offered next. Reaching down between us, she lifted her leg and positioned my semi between her thighs gripping it and allowing it to rest up between her labia.
“Just if you want some… relief.” she whispered.
Maybe she did know how guys worked after all? I began to slowly rock back and forth, trying not to stir Danielle who was still asleep. My shaft pressed against Chloe’s pussy and the tip slipped between her labia as the friction from her thighs retracted my foreskin. I continued to squeeze Chloe’s tiny tits and rolled her nipples between my fingers to increasing breaths of pleasure. Then I felt Chloe’s hand reach down between her legs, it was clear she was playing with herself, her fingers occasionally glancing against my sensitive exposed tip. I slid closer to her, kissing her back and neck, before starting to lick her earlobe. Her scent was just as I remembered. Like the panties I had retained as a trophy from our first encounter, but far more intense as a result of her perspirations during her earlier ordeal. I inhaled deeply savouring her smell.
“mmm” she whispered under her breath and she exhaled “aaahhh”
We quietly and gently pleasured one another like this for some time, just enjoying the sensations and intimacy between former fiends, not moving toward any sort of climax. Then I got up the courage to ask what I wanted to ask.
“That time in the board room…” i said quietly “…were you for real? I don’t mind, you don’t have to stroke my ego.”
Chloe didn’t respond immediately, perhaps not sure what I meant at first.
“It was real…” she replied “…the only guy who ever… got me over the edge.”
“Wanna try again?” I asked, siezing the moment “for old times’ sake… we did get interupted afterall.”
Chloe stopped playing with herself. I stopped massaging her chest and held my breath, not moving – unsure if I’d just freaked her out completely. She parted her legs again.
“OK” she replied, “but go easy.”.
I shuffled down the bed a little to get a better angle, and ran the tip of my shaft back between her moist thick labia, lining it up with her opening. She was incredibly wet, plenty enough to lube my rigid member as I slowly pressed it inside her. It felt like the first time I had entered Danielle. Chloe’s passage was almost as tight as her ass and I enjoyed the sensation as I slowly stretched the slick walls of her vagina wider than they were accustomeed to, causing Chloe to inhale sharply a little. I took it slow, giving her time to get used to the feeling of having her untrained pussy ploughed to capacity. If she ever did use toys, they must have been small ones. As I reached the end of my in-stroke I paused, letting Chloe catch her breath.
“You OK?” I asked.
Chloe nodded and I began to withdaw from insider her, feeling her muscles contract around me. I stopped short of pulling out entirely, then pushed inside her once again, repeating the motions slowly and rythmically, trying to be gentle. I felt a little sorry for the pain Danielle had asked her to endure earlier in the evening and I wanted her to enjoy the experience she was allowing me to repeat with her. After a few minutes my thrusting had gathered pace and Chloe was beginning to let out moans of pleasure. Being attracted to women didn’t change Chloe’s fundamental biology. Having a solid object pumping in and out of her vagina still generated the same senstions of pleasure as it did for any other woman. The fact that it was attached to a man didn’t seem to matter much to her at this point either. I was so distracted by the motions and sound of my thighs slapping against Chloe’s butt that I forgot Danielle was sleeping next to us. At least she had been sleeping. The sound of Chloe’s quiet moans were suddenly interupted by a whisper in my ear.
“Don’t dare cum inside her!” said Danielle, reaching over to take hold of my hand, which was currently firmly squeezing Chloe’s chest mounds.
Danielle pulled it behind my back, pressing it into her pussy guiding my fingers into her slit to find her firm clit. She guided my motions with her own hand for a few seconds before being satisfied tht I was hitting the right spot. Once she released my hand I felt her squeezing hers between my legs to find my balls and take hold of them, as I continued to thrust in and out of Chloe.
“These are mine, remember!” she re-iterated.
“OK” I replied fairly confident that I could hold off until Chloe was satiated given the number of times I’d already cum in the last few hours.
Now that Danielle was awake I had no reasons to restrict my movements so I upped the pace of my thrusting and pushed deeper inside Chloe than I had done earlier, gauging that she was growing more accustomed to the sensation now. Chloe responded in louder noises that sounded familar to me, either part of my faded memory of our office escapade or, more likely, from the video of the two of them that Danielle had shared with me a few weeks earlier.
“Ahhhh yesss” Chloe sang out in her melodic tone signalling her impending climax “don’t stop….. aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes yes yes yes yes yeeeeesssssss!!!!!!!!”
For the second time in Chloe’s life, she had been brought to orgasm by a man, the same man in fact. Her body shook and I felt the powerful contractions of her vaginal muscles bearing down on my shaft. I pulled out, knowing that I would not be able to hold off ejaculating inside Chloe if I stayed inside her as she came. Chloe twitched and shuddered for a few more seconds as little aftershocks coarsed through her petite frame. My cock rode between her ass crack as she shook, the stimulation keeping me erect as I kissed Chloe’s neck throughout her rolling climax.
Meanwhile, Danielle continued to grip my scrotum with her hand, deftly manipulating my testes between her fingers. As Chloe recovered I began to roll onto my back and Danielle extricated her hand from between my legs. I turned to face her and she pushed the covers down exposing both our naked bodies. Danielle took hold of my cock, still coated in all that Chloe had secreted as I had overcome her for the second time. She stroked it firmly before sliding down the bed to take it in her mouth, thus ensuring I was still firm and that I had not violated her instructions by letting go inside Chloe for a second time that evening. When she returned to face me, we kissed and my tongue entered Danielle’s mouth to stroke hers, yet it was Chloe I could taste. Danielle had sucked my shaft clean of Chloe’s fluids as she felated me, her mouth now tasting as I imagined Chloe’s pussy would have, had I been able to lick it.
I savoured the flavour, imagining for a moment that my tongue was actually probing Chloe’s orifaces. As Danielle and I traded saliva, she began to move her leg over mine, mounting me without ceasing our exchange. I moved over too so that she didn’t knee Chloe in the side. Danielle reached down between her legs and guided me into position as she lowered herself onto my primed cannon.
It was perhaps fortunate that Danielle’s greater ‘experience’ meant that the stimulation of entering her was not quite so intense as it was with Chloe’s fallow organ. Nevertheless it took significant self-control on my part to withstand the vigorous bucking that Danielle subjected me to for the next few minutes. As Danielle bounced up and down, loudly expressing her pleasure as my rock hard dick drilled her pre-heated sex, Chloe turned to watch us. This was the first time she had seen Danielle being pleasured not only by another person, but a man no less. She looked shocked at first, and a little jealous of the passionate french kissing Danielle and I undertook. Danielle saw her expression and began to make out with her also. As they kissed one another I reached up and grabbed one of each of their breasts in my hands, massaging them firmly. The contrast between Chloe’s and Danielle’s assets was obvious, but I took delight in each for different reasons and was a little disappointed not to able to lick Chloe’s nipples at that moment. But noticing Chloe’s position, now kneeling next to us as Danielle rode me, with her legs parted, I was able to see the glistening lips of her freshly stimulated pussy. I let go of her chest and ran my hand down over her belly to reach inside her with two of my fingers. Chloe was so engrossed in Danielle’s tongue at that point that she either didn’t notice or didn’t care as I coated my fingers in the sticky remnants of her earlier pleasuring. I pushed them inside her tight passage, probing her warm, slick channel, then I lifted my fingers to my nose and inhaled deeply before passing them over my lips to lick them clean. Savouring the pure, undiluted taste of Chloe’s intimate excretions and fantasising about driving my tongue into her wasted snatch, I let go, blowing my third load of the evening deep inside Danielle, grunting loudly as I did so.
Feeling me recoiling within her as she continued to ride me, Danielle looked disappointed not to have reached her own climax yet, then I saw a glint in her eye as Chloe whispered something in her ear.
“OK” she said as Chloe lay back on the bed next to us.
“Why get a boy to do a woman’s job!” she mocked, looking at me while hastily switching position to straddle Chloe’s face.
Chloe stuck out her tongue as Danielle lowered herself down over her mouth and a little drip of my freshly deposited cum fell onto Chloe’s top lip as she did so. Chloe was unperturbed and stuffed her face into Danielle’s crotch licking at her labia and clit ferociously as more of my semen flowed out of Danielle’s vagina and ran down Chloe’s chin.
“mmmmmm oooo fuck yeah thats sooo good” Danielle moaned as Chloe’s tongue danced over her genitals, probing the entrace to her pussy.
Then Chloe placed her lips over Danielle’s clit and made a loud sucking noise before releasing it with a pop.
“aaaahhhh oh shit, do that again!” Danielle cried in delight.
Chloe obliged once more, before finally going for the grand finale. Extending her tongue to quite a remarkable length, she inserted it deep inside Danielle’s passage and began to tongue fuck her cum filled pussy. Stopping for air only ocassioannly I could see my semen running down Chloe’s tongue, forcing her to swallow it to avoid choking.
Only moments later, Danielle screamed in ecstatsy as her body convulsed and she squirted over Chloe’s face, a mixture of her own ejaculate and what remained of mine being forced out of her vagina. Chloe lapped it up, swallowing it down without complaint, finally licking her lips as Danielle sat back then leaned forward to lick what had dribbled down Chloe’s chin and cheeks. It was possibly the hostest thing I had seen in all my time with Danielle and that was saying something.
All three of us, now exhausted, climbed back under the covers and lay silently for a while, processing what had just transpired.
“So… great to see you again Clo.” I said, finally breaking the silence.
Both girls giggled. As we lay there, Chloe and I each taking turns to kiss and fondle Danielle whose nipples and clit remained hyper sensitive post climax, eventually we drifted off to sleep once again.
The brutal buzzing of my phone awoke us all at 6:10am as my company app alerted me to acknowledge my upcoming duty. I flaled around trying to reach it on the night stand next to Chloe, managing to get to it only by climbing on top of her somewhat.
“Sorry, I’ve got to get ready for work” I said having finally silenced it.
“It was good to see you again” Chloe replied, blushing a little in the cold light of the morning after the night before.
I climbed out of the bed over her, my morning wood (undampened by the previous nights escapades) brushing against her as I did so. Danielle, still very much not a morning person, had already rolled over and covered her face with a pillow.
I stood naked at the side of the bed and looked around doing an inventory of my clothing and posessions. They had not been as neatly stowed as would usually have been the case on an overnight keen as I had been to jump into bed with the girls. As I surveyed the room, Chloe held out her arm towards me holding my briefs in her hand.
“Looking for these?” she asked.
“Nah, you can keep those” I joked knowing she was unlikely to be that excited by the prospect “I’ve got a clean pair in my bag.”
“I guess that would make us even.” she said, winking to subtly acknowledege her awareness that I was in posession of a pair of hers. No doubt Danielle had blabbed!
I showered and dressed while the girls stayed in bed. I thought about what might happen when I left, I wasn’t sure if this was a long term thing Danielle and Chloe had going. Were we now in a open relationship? I was happy to let her continue to enjoy herself with Chloe but I would be far less keen on any other men entering the picture. I wondered if Chloe’s experience with me might have changed her position and hoped there might be further opportunities to get into her pants. What about Kara… did she know about Chloe… had she been with Chloe and Danielle in my absence? There was a lot to talk about but I had a job to go to and I didn’t know when I would be returning.
As I prepared to depart I kissed Danielle goodbye and simply thanked her for the night she’d gifted me – she was barely conscious so now probably wasn’t the time for a deep and meaningful. Then I walked out the room heading down to the lobby to meet up with the rest of the crew for the shuttle to the airport. As we pulled out of the hotel car park I suddenly worried that I’d left my ID badge in the room, I couldn’t remember taking it out my pocket. I opened my flight case to check and found it nestled in the usual spot. But then something else caught my eye, at the bottom of the case was a carefully folded pair of black lace panties and a piece of hotel branded notepaper with a neatly written message:
“2-1 Cx”
Chapter Two – The Danielle Dispensation
The flight back was uneventful, maintenance had repaired the issues and we landed on time in Budapest. Arriving back at my appartment I organised my things and arranged a pile of laundry. Taking the panties from my flight case for the first time – thankfully no-one in security had asked to look in the bag – I held them to my face and smelled the familiar scent of Chloe. I refolded them and placed them next to her other pair in my drawer.
I picked up my phone and texted Danielle.
“You free to chat?” I asked with a winking face.
A few seconds later a Facetime call rang through and I answered.
“Hey” I said.
“Hey” Danielle repled “last night was amazing”
“Yeah, it really was.” I acknowledged “… so I didn’t know you had seen Chloe again.” I said as casually as I could.
“Only like once or twice, when I was in London… sort of a booty call arrangement.” she replied dismissively.
“How come you didn’t say anything?” I asked
“I wanted it to be a surprise” Danielle reacted, cottoning on to my concern “it’s not a big deal, totally casual.”
“Do you have any other causal… arrangements” I continued.
Danielle smiled.
“Are you jealous? You don’t need to be. I just thought Chloe could be a… mutual interest… all relationships need mutual interests!” she replied “there’s no-one else… no guys!”
“And if I was to make arrangements of my own…?”
Danielle laughed then caught herself – clearly so amused by the prospect of me bedding anyone else that she had no reason to be concerned…
“Sure.” she said attempting to appear serious.
We chatted for a bit longer, it turned out that Danielle had not even told Kara about Chloe but was inspired at the prospect of bringing all four of us together somehow. An idea that I was more than happy to entertain! She wasn’t sure how Chloe would feel, apparently it had taken a great deal of persuasion to convince her to just let me watch the two of them together, the fact that so much more had happened had thrilled Danielle but she didn’t want to scare Chloe off at the prospect of an incestuous foursome! We agreed to leave it for a bit but that next time Danielle and I were in London we’d try to hang out with Kara and Chloe too, just to see what happened. I told Danielle how much I had enjoyed the night and also confessed to my desire to eat Chloe out sometime. Danielle obligingly recounted her own experience of the same over Facetime and I tugged myself off on the sofa as she described in intimate detail what it felt like. I had to admit, our shared desire for Chloe did give us something to talk about!
Later that day I logged into my company’s scheduling system to check out my off-duty so I could plan my next holiday with Danielle and I downloaded my duties for the following week. The rest of the day was uneventful. There was some life admin to get done and I also found time to enjoy reviewing the video of Chloe and Danielle again, with the extra stimulation of Chloe’s parting gift to me on hand. I thought about texting her again, to thank her and in the hope of peaking her interest in me… although I knew that was a long shot. I was fairly sure that despite Chloe’s willingness to take part in the previous nights activities, it probably had more to do with her attraction to Danielle (I knew how that felt!) and the sexual energy she could stir up.
“Hey, thanks for last night and the gift ;-)” I typed, contemplating what more to say, trying to think of some flow of banter that would result in me recieveing nudes… alas nothing probable came to mind, so I hit send.
I put the phone down and went to make dinner. A few minutes later I got a response back.
“You’re welcome. I never got a chance to say sorry, about how I left things before. I was a bit confused back then… but it’s no excuse. I hope I didn’t hurt your feelings, I didn’t mean to.” came a rather longer and more serious response than I had anticipated.
I considered what to say to that. It was a long time ago and I didn’t feel any ill will towards Chloe, I could understand that it might have been a difficult situation to be in. The truth was I still felt really attracted to her even after all these years and the fact that I was seeing Danielle. I decided I owed Chloe a bit of honesty too.
“No need, I understand. I still really like you, but I know you can’t feel the same about me and that’s OK. I have a good thing going with Danielle and I’m OK with you two hooking up sometimes, cause she likes you too.” I replied.
“I’m flattered you like me and glad you’re cool about D and I. I’d be OK with you joining us sometimes. Last night was super weird but I can’t say I didn’t enjoy bits of it ;-)”
I replied with an aubergine emoji and a questionmark and Chloe replied with a laughing emoji and the word “maybe”.
“I’ll take that.” I replied drawing our exchange to a close.
The next couple of weeks were routine, various trips and some off duty wasted on Netflix. I couldn’t make it work with Danielle’s commitments so I was left to my own devices for the time being. I didn’t hear anything more from Chloe and Danielle didn’t mention her either, things were back to normal. That was until I walked into the crew breifing room alongside my captain for the first day back on duty. We had already checked the flight details and weather and I was going to say hello to the cabin crew before pre-flighting the aircraft while the captain briefed them. As I opened the door I recognised the face of Natalia. This was the first time we’d seen each other since our second date well over a year ago! I introduced myself to the crew I didn’t know and then had a brief and noticably awkward exchange of pleasantries with Natalia before excusing myself to check out the aircraft.
Natalia was a Czech girl who had been assigned on my first few line flights out of training. Her sense of humour was mercilessly sarcastic and she took great delight in critiquing my landing that first day. In our debrief on the bus that evening she had enquired of the training captain if there had been a problem with the aircraft as it had felt like we landed without the gear down. My beetroot coloured face only encouraged her. However it turned out this was how she treated people she liked. She was stunning, a tall brunette with big brown eyes and legs that didn’t seem to stop. After another day flying with her, I got up the courage to ask if she had any plans for the evening. Surprisingly she didn’t make any excuses and we enjoyed a few drinks at a bar in Budapest, agreeing to “do it again sometime”. We had exchanged numbers and after a significant back and forth to find an off duty we managed to meet for dinner a month or so later. We really hit it off and I was considering asking her back to my place when she dropped into conversation that she was moving base to Switzerland because there was an opening for a more senior position there. Two dates in was hardly the basis for a long distance relationship so we never really saw each other again, until now.
We didn’t get a chance to talk until we landed and even then turnarounds are busy so all I managed to learn was that she had been able to transfer back as a senior position had opened up in Budapest. I could expect to be rostered for more flights with her from now on. After our final flight of the day we all gathered in the crew bus to be shuttled back to the terminal. I sat next to Natalia and while another conversation was ongoing between the captain and one of the other crew members, I managed to ask her if she fancied a drink to catch up.
“I was hoping you’d ask” she replied quietly.
Natalia didn’t have a car yet having just moved back a few weeks ago, so I offered her a lift into town. She suggested we get dinner. I offered to cook her something and she accepted. We arrived back at my place late in the evening and I started hunting around my kitchen to think of something I could cook that would be impressive but not overly showy… a tall order given the contents of my kitchen cupboard. I managed to throw together a passable carbonara and apologised for the lack of wine (I had never acquired a taste for alcohol). We ate dinner and Natalia filled me in on her last year or so in Switzerland. She was first to pop the question.
“So are you seeing anyone?” she asked casually.
“No” I replied instinctively “I mean, yeah, I… There is someone back in the UK, but…” I struggled to find the right way to describe my relationship with Danielle even more so since learning about her daliances with Chloe.
“It’s complicated?” Natalia suggested.
“Ha… we’re not entirely exclusive.” I said being vague enough not to totally ruin my chances with Natalia… besides Danielle had said it was fine to make my own arrangements.
“Oh” Natalia said with a smile.
“How about you?” I asked moving the subject on.
“I was seeing someone, but we split up when I decided to take the post back here.”
“Oh” I replied, also smiling.
We looked at each other for a bit, two people trying to work out if the other was thinking the same thing. The last few months with Danielle had a significant impact on how I treated life, if it wasn’t for her ‘carpe diem’ approach to most things I would never had done what I did next. I reached my hand out and placed it on Natalia’s inside leg sliding it up her thigh. She looked surprised at such a forward move, but she didn’t pull away. She was still in her uniform skirt and tights, as my hand approached the hem she ever so slightly parted her legs, inviting me in. I leaned over and placed my other hand behind her head moving in to kiss her. As our lips met she sighed. We kissed for a moment as I gradually moved my hand further and further up her inside leg, causing her skirt to ride up. Just before my hand reached the top of her leg, she pushed me away.
“Sorry!” I said, realising how totally presumptious I had been.
“No, no I want to… I just need to freshen up first… is there a bathroom?” she asked smiling.
“Oh sure” I said “why don’t you use the ensuite in my room” I said gesturing into my bedroom.
Natalia got up off the sofa, pulling her skirt back in to place and headed off into my room. I cleared the plates into the kitchen then followed her. I wasn’t really sure what I was expected to do. I considered stripping off and jumping into the bed but that seemed tacky. In the end I just took off my shoes and socks and waited for her to come out. When Natalia emerged from the bathroom she had removed her skirt, tights and heels, her shirt tails were draped over a pair of dark panties and her top buttons had been undone. She looked like sex personified. Those legs… I mean they looked incredible clothed, but bare? They just went on forever, without a blemish. Natalia was definitely younger than me, I had guessed mid to late twenties, now I was wondering if I needed to round down my estimate. She walked over to the chair at my desk and placed her skirt, tights and heels neatly out of the way. As she did so I got a view of her rear. The shirt tails weren’t long enough to cover her ass. Her toned gluteal muscles protruded from under her panties, like a little shelf at the top of her thighs.
Natalia aproached me and we began to kiss again, open mouthed, our tongues caressing one another. I put my hands on her butt and pulled her closer to me and she lifted a leg and hooked it around me. I slipped my hand down around it reaching underneath to feel her up over her panties. Natalia began to mmm and ahh and i probed between her legs. Her own hands had been around my back but she brought her leg back down and started to unbuckle my belt and trousers. At the same time I undid the remaining buttons on her shirt to expose her breasts to me for the first time. They were well proportioned to her body, not huge, but a nice handful. I guessed maybe a C probably not a D. A little smaller than Danielle’s perhaps. I placed a hand on one and squeezed playfully causing Natalia to giggle. Meanwhile she had my trousers down and had started to unbutton my shirt. My boner was still contained within my briefs. Once we had discarded both our shirts i pulled her close to me again, pressing my erection against her pussy, grinding back and forth as we kissed. I reached up and released her bra then ran my hand through her dark hair and down the side of her cheek. I stepped back and she slipped her bra off, tossing it onto the chair behind. I gripped a breast in each hand and began to suck on her left nipple as she lent her head back and moaned, runnning her hands through my hair.
“Ahhh that feels so good” she said as I worked on her… “you’re making me so wet.”
I moved my left hand down to her panties and began to rub her pussy through the material, then I slipped my hand underneath to make direct contact. She was completely hairless and not joking about being wet. He pants were sodden and I could feel a pool of liquid inside them. I continued to rub her as I stopped sucking on her nipple to kiss her again. Natalia moved her hands down my back and under my pants, running them around to the front to find my swollen cock which she began to rub up and down. We stood massaging each other for a few minutes while our tongues danced together.
Eventually I took control and pushed her over towards the end of the bed. She flopped down onto it and I pulled my briefs off tossing them to the side so that I was standing naked before her. My shaft stood fully erect and she stared at it smiling. I got onto the bed between her legs and pulled her panties down her never ending thighs. She lifted her legs up over my head together so that I could pull her underwear off completely, then returned them to the bed, spread before me. Her pussy was oozing her own sort of milky pre-cum. I leaned down towards it and licked her from anus to clit in a single motion to squeels of glee from Natalia. Her pussy was like something from a biology textbook diagram, perfectly formed, each element in proportion and visible clearly. Her clit protruded slightly from it’s fleshy hood and caught the light like a little jewel set in a tiara. I tried Chloe’s trick, planting my pursed lips over her erect clit and sucking it into my mouth with force, pulling away to make a popping sound. The move was well recieved by Natalia who giggled like a schoolgirl. I repeated the process a couple of times before running my fingers through her labia to wet them and beginning to gently massage her clit directly. At the same time I moved up her body, laying down on top of her to resume kissing.
After a few minutes of flicking her bean, Natalia sounded like she was ready. I took hold of my cock and guided it inside her. It slipped easily inside her well lubricated pussy which took my full length. Natalia exhaled loudly as she accomodated my engorged member and called out my name as I began to thrust back and forth. I was enjoying the simplicity of our encounter and the intimacy of the missionary position we had adopted. I was able to kiss Natalia the entire time I was fucking her. I continued rubbing her clit with one hand and stroking her hair and tits with the other. As we began to approach climax together our hands interlocked above Natalia’s head and I pushed myself up to watch as I pummelled her a fast as I could.
Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open, she was breathing deeply and then her chest began to flush and she cried out as her head shook from side to side.
“AAAhahahahahahahahahhaha” she called, the noise eventually morphing into laughter as her orgasm detonated within her.
Ever the gentleman, I pulled out and shot my load over her belly and the underside of her tits as she calmed down. I had no idea if she was using contraception and didn’t want a love child to further increase the complexity of my relationships!
Natalia and I lay on the bed together, cuddled up amidst the afer-glow. After a little while Natalia broke the silence.
“That was amazing” she said with a sigh
“Yeah it was” I replied “you’re amazing”.
“That thing you did on my clit… nice moves!” Natalia continued “thanks to whoever taught you that…”
“I learned it from a lesbian.” I said joking-not-joking.
Natalia laughed out loud, then looked down at her belly which was still covered in cum. I passed her a tissue from my nightstand and she wiped herself down.
“Thanks for not coming inside me” she said as she cleaned herself off.
“Oh yeah sure, well I didn’t really know… we hadn’t discussed anything” I responded
“It wouldn’t have been a problem but guys sometimes just presume, you know?” Natalia explained. “For future reference, you’re allowed.”
I was glad to hear Natalia talking about the prospect of more sex in future. I got up, pulled on my briefs and offered Natalia a drink as I was pretty thirsty and I assumed she would be too. She accepted and I said I’d bring it to her in bed if she wanted to stay the night. Natalia smiled and nodded. Seeing her panties on the floor she got up to retrieve them.
“Ahh…” she said, realising just how wet she had made them “don’t think I can wear these. Lucky I have a spare pair for tomorrow! Just not for tonight”
Crew always had the essentials for an unexpected overnight, be it as a result of a tech issue or getting lucky. I was quite happy at the prospect of Natalia sleeping in bed naked but she looked a little uncomfortable with it for some reason. I went into my dresser and retrieved Chloe’s underwear. Now that I had a new pair freshly embued with her scent, I was les concerned about sharing the old ones.
“Here” I said offering them to Natalia.
“Something for the weekend?” she teased taking them from me and holding them up.
“My friend wouldn’t mind.” I replied, not entirely sure if that was the case or not.
Natalie slipped Chloe’s panties on and climbed back into my bed as I went to retrieve the drinks. When I got back she was sitting up against the pillows, her bare breasts exposed over the covers. She was typing on her phone as I handed her the mug of coffee then climbed in next to her. I picked up my phone to confirm what time I had to get up in the morning and noticed a message from Danielle.
“How’s your evening going. Doing anything interesting?” it said.
I glanced over to Natalia who was still engrossed on her phone. I surreptitiously snapped a photo of her, breasts on display, and sent it to Danielle with the caption “From Budapest, with love. Xx”
I waited a few moments but there was no immediate response. Danielle had sent the message while Natalia and I were undressing so she may have been doing something else by now. I put my phone back on the nightstand and turned to face Natalia. She noticed me smiling at her and put her phone down too. I reached out to fondle her breasts and she smiled all the more.
“Sorry, I think maybe we moved quite quickly and…” she began looking down “… well I just got out of something serious and I’m not really looking for anything…”
“Serious?” I said finishing her sentence for her.
She nodded.
“I know I should have said that before we…”
I interrupted her again.
“It’s OK” I said “like I said, there is someone else and I’m not looking for anything serious either… but I had a lot of fun!”
Natalia’s smile retured and she moved in closer running her hand down my ear.
“Maybe we can keep having fun? Just keep it at that – no commitments?” she asked.
“Perfect” I replied, somewhat astounded how perfectly things were actually working out.
Each of us was due to report at the airport pretty early so we decided we should get some sleep. I set an alarm for us and then turned out the lights. As we got under the covers I put my arms around her and pulled her close. She sighed and smiled, indicating that she was happy with the arrangement. I stroked her naked body back and forth for a few moments, running my fingers over her chest and breasts, then down to her toned stomach, and over the borrowed panties that she was wearing onto her legs, reaching down her thighs. Eventually I fell asleep and didn’t awake until the alarm went off the next morning.
Both of us stirred as the vibrations on the nightstand rudely interrupted our sleep. We were still laying close to one another, Natalia’s had on my chest and mine over her tummy. She turned to face me slowly emerging from the morning stupor (clearly trying to recall where she was for a couple of seconds) then her big brown eyes opened fully and she smiled again.
“Morning” I said.
“Morning” she replied, stroking my chest.
“Want to take a shower together?” I asked.
I’d set the alarm 15 minutes earlier than I usually would have to allow for the opportunity for a bit of morning sex before we had to go our separate ways once again. Natalia contemplated the offer for a bit then replied.
“Sure, but we can’t get my hair wet!” she insisted. Cabin crew always had to immaculately presented. I’m sure showing up for a flight with wet hair would get you written up. Not a great look for her first week in a new post.
“OK” I replied.
I got out of the bed first and went into the bathroom to turn the shower on. When Natalia entered she had had tied her long hair up over her shoulders. Watching her walk in like that, bare breasted still wearing Chloe’s panties was boner inducing. I had a semi before she had made it over to me by the shower. I pulled off my underwear and let it hang out, flexing slightly as the blood pumped in. Natalia slipped the panties off and handed them back to me.
“Thanks your ‘friend’ the loan” she said, winking at me.
I decided now wasn’t the time to explain that they had actually belonged to my lesbian former co-worker from who I had stolen them from after a boardroom daliance and with whom my current girlfriend and I recently engaged in a tryst.
“No problem” I replied.
Natalia and I stepped inside the show together and took turn to lather one another up with my shower gel. It only took a few minutes of sliding my hands over her wet soapy body to develop my semi into a full blown hard-on. Natalia noticed and took great care to ensure that part of me was appropriately covered, her hands sliding back and forth over my shaft multiple times. While she did so, I ran my own hands down her back and onto her shapely, smooth buttocks. I ran my fingers between them down her crack and found her ass hole. A look of surprise came over Natalia’s face as my finger ran over it a couple of times. I didn’t continue, not knowing how she might feel about that sort of thing. Instead I moved my hands under her glutes and round to her front sliding one hand between her legs and concentrating on soaping up her labia and inner thighs.
Natalia was continueing to work on my shaft when I removed the shower head from it’s place and redirected the water, first over my rock hard cock and then over Natalia’s vulva, sendingthe flow towards her exposed clit. Natalia’s moans of pleasure mounted as the warm water streamed over her engorged organ. I pressed my shaft between her legs to find her opening and she took hold of it, guiding inside herself.
“oooh yes” she exclaimed, as I penetrated her for the second time in 12 hours. Her pussy squeezed my swollen head as it slid inside her, stretching her passage open, making way for my unyielding phallus. She lent back against the shower screen, the reflection of her ass cheeks pressing on the steamed up glass visible in the mirror opposite. She stood up on her tip toes as the full length of my shaft impaled her and she wrapped her arms around me. Her soapy slick tits pressed against my chest and I felt her erect nipples brushing over mind as I drilled her.
“Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!” Natalia called out each time I invaded her to full depth.
I knew she was getting close, I definitely was. But we didn’t have a huge amount of time, so I decided to try an old trick. It was high risk but I felt like I was on a roll! I slipped a hand between her ass and the glass and sliding a finger down her crack once again located her puckered sphincter. Natalia was so overcome by the sensations coarsing through her rammed pussy that she was unaware of what I was doing until it happened. I pressed the tip of my finger into her asshole. There was a momentary look of shock on her face before the foreign sensation, combined with the final ingress of my manhood into her overloaded loins, overcame her and she cried out in delight.
This time I didn’t pull out, I released my load completely inside her, my cock pulsating and recoiling as it fired multiple rounds deep into her. I feel forward onto her, both of us supported by the shower screen. Her hands gripped my back, and I gently withdrew my finger from her asshole, pulling her ass towards me. so that we were as close as could be. I held her for a few moments before reaching over to turn off the water that was spraying from the dangling shower head.
“Oh my god” Natalia eventually said, still seeming a little stunned “I’ve never felt anything like that.”
“You’ve never done any…” I started, wanting to phrase it delicately
“Anal? No!” she replied “I had no idea it would feel like that!”
I withdrew my wilting errection from inside her and picked up the shower head once more to rinse us off then I handed it to her. Natalia remained in the shower cleaning up her cum filled pussy as I dried off watching her. Fuck she was hot. I still loved Danielle’s body, but Natalia had at least 10 years on her and her twenty-something-ness showed. Everything was tight, pert and toned. How did I get this lucky? I wondered. I picked up Chloe’s panties from the bathroom floor where I had left them and took them back to the dresser. Once I was out of the bathroom I smelled them. They still smelled faintly like Chloe, but also now like Natalia. There was a fresh little stain, the remnants of what Natalia had excreted throughout our romp last night no doubt. That olfactory treat was going to make for some great fantasies in future I thought to myself – Chloe and Natalia… now that would be something.
I picked up my phone and noticed that there was still no reply from Danielle to my earlier message. That concerned me more, it was unusual to wait long between replies. Had I misunderstood her openess to me bedding other women? That would be somewhat hypocritical I thought. But I was concerned that I may have hurt her. As I pondered it Natalia came out of the bathroom, still completely naked, in no way self-conscious and proceeded to pick up her things from the night before to redress herself with. Noticing the phone on my hand she stood with a leg bent, both hands raised behind her head in a Marilyn Monroe fashion. I didn’t waist the opportunity and took a snap of her completely nude.
“If I ever see that in the crew room, your life will not be worth living” she asserted forcefully.
I ran my fingers in a cross shape over my chest. She retrieved her spare panties from her bag still at the front door and I went to make breakfast. By the time she walked into the kitchen she had retouched her makeup and you would have no idea of what had gone on since our last flight together. We drove back to the airport together and walked into the terminal building. I was heading to the breifing room to begin preparing for a flight and Natalia had arranged to meet her fellow cabin crew in the coffee shop.
“I had a great time” I said “maybe I can let you know when I’m free if you want a repeat?”
“yeah” she replied “sounds like a plan… no pressure” she re-emphasised.
“Totally” I responded.
We headed our separate ways. As I entered the crew room, I had a bit of time as my flight was not for a little while, I’d just come in early to drop Natalia off. I sat down at one of the desks and took my phone out of my pocket. Danielle had finally replied – must have been while I was driving.
“Sorry it’s been so long… tbh I was a bit jealous. I know I don’t have any right to be. Also sorry I didn’t talk to you about Chloe first. Now I know how you must have felt.”
The message ended with a kiss emoji. I typed up my response.
“That’s OK, I’m totally fine with you seeing Chloe a bit… I know you sort of shared her with me. Maybe that should be it though. I won’t see Natalia again if you’re not comfortable.”
Danielle began typing immediately but paused. I stared at my phone willing a response to appear. Eventually it came in.
“No, I’m OK with it now. But no others is a deal. Maybe you can tell me about Natalia next time we chat.”
I smiled at the prospect of recounting my night with Natalia to Danielle. I knew she’d get off on all the details. I switched into my photos and checking there was no one around to see my phone screen I opened up the one of Natalia posing in my bedroom and shared it with Danielle, adding the caption “A picture is worth a thousand words…”.
“You know certainly how to pick em! Can’t wait to meet her.” she replied.
I put my phone back in my pocket and started my preparations. I couldn’t wait to be back in my apartment that evening to Facetime Danielle and give her a blow by blow (not that I had got one of those… yet).
Chapter Three – The Danielle Delegation
That evening, I lay back on the sofa and called Danielle. After catching up briefly she settled in to hear me tell all. I recounted in detail my encounter with Natalia and Danielle got herself off listening to me and looking at the pictures I had sent her. It put her in a good mood prior to me sharing the news that I wouldn’t make it to London anytime soon. She took the news OK and said that the time she was taking off might instead be used for a trip somewhere with Kara. Apparently she was in need of an escape from the life hectic with Tim, Anna, Sophie and Melville. Danielle threw a few ideas out for me to help her choose – assuming that I somehow knew what various European cities had to offer tourists. The reality of course that as a short-haul pilot I didn’t know much about any of my regular destinations other than what was visible from final approach or the tarmac of the airport.
However, one of Danielle’s suggestions was Paris and that gave me an idea. I double checked my roster and noticed that the same week Danielle was planning her trip I was coincidently doing a weekend flight into Paris. Of course I was also scheduled to return immediately to base, but the same trip was also scheduled the following day. This mean that if I could pull some strings with our flight planninig team I might be able to swing it to fly into Paris on my planned outbound leg on Saturday, then take a day of off duty, followed by flying the return leg I was planned for on Sunday. It was a long shot – flight planning is complex and managed by computers factoring all sorts of variables but it was worth a shot I figured.
Remarkably, three weeks later I touched down in Paris and walked off the plane officially off-duty, scheduled to operate the return flight the following day. I had used up all my favours with one of the planning team but they had managed to swing it for me. Danielle and Kara were already at the hotel, having taken the Eurostar from London (thus avoiding any air travel to keep Danielle happy). I had arranged to meet them in the lobby so we could spend the day seeing the sights together. I took a cab into the city and was dropped off at the address Danielle had sent me. Kara had apparently taken the initiative in book and it showed. The hotel in question was grand with people to hold the door open for you as you enter and a vast marble covered lobby. I looked around to see if I could spot either of them and eventually saw Kara’s face sitting on a large wing-backed chair. As I walked over to her she jumped up with excitement and wrapped her arms around me with her usual energy. She planted a kiss on my cheek and told me how great it was to see me again. As I looked around I caught Danielle sitting in one of the other wing backs opposite where Kara had been, her eyes rolled before she stood up to hug me.
We embraced and kissed, and I placed my hand on her cheek.
“Get a room!” Kara mocked loudly.
I blushed slightly and opened my eyes to see a third person sitting on the remaining wing-back. Being so small she had disappeared into the chair as I had first approached, but now I could see that it was Chloe, still sitting on the chair, smiling a little awkwardly at me.
“Chloe?!” I said, surprised to see her and not hiding it very well.
“Hey” she replied, standing up.
Danielle put her arm around Chloe’s waist and pulled her towards herself, leaning her head against Chloe’s.
“So Chloe was free this weekend too, so I said she should join us, right?” Danielle said, discretely winking at me.
“Of course!” I replied, getting with the programme quickly “So, what’s the plan?”
Kara had a long itinerary for us to “make the most” of the day. The girls had arrived last night and were already checked in, so I just left my bags with the bellboy to take them to the room, and we headed straight out. I had planned to change first but Kara was a force of nature, so I just dumped my accesories and headed out in a shirt and dress trousers. We were quite the posse, Kara was dressed in a brightly coloured, intricate dress and a large brimmed light hat and heels, doubtless some sort of Parisian haute couture in keeping with her love for the finer things. Danielle was rocking a bit of an eighties retro ensemble, leggings, converse, a leather jacket and wayfarers. Finally Chloe was, true to form, also wearing all-stars but with skinny jeans (that ass of hers still as peachy as ever) and a hoodie. The four of us wandered around the city taking in various sights, dining in what seemed to be quite a fancy restaurant around mid afternoon. Kara, being well dressed and knowing a little french, had maanaged to secure a table. When the rest of us walked in behind her the maitre d’ noticeably turned up his nose. I reminded me a little bit of that scene in the restuarant in Ferris Beuller’s Day Off.
After what felt like miles of walking, I was glad when we finally arrived back at the hotel and took the lift up to the room. The four of us had relaxed into one another’s company and we chatted away as four old friends. Chloe seemed perfectly comfortable and for Danielle, Kara and I it was like old times… well not exactly like old times obviously. When the elevator door opened I was initially confused… rather than opening out onto a hallway, it opened onto what seemed like a grand living room. There were large sofa’s and a grand piano. At first I thought we must have pressed the wrong number and ended up in a lounge bar or something, then I realised there were two bedrooms off the main room, as well as a kitchen. It turned out Kara had booked the presidential suite. There were in fact three bedrooms, all ensuite, an additional bathroom, a kitchen, dining room and laundry in addition to the aforementioned lounge. The room also came with a cook and a dedicated maid, however Kara had instructed the hotel their services would not be required – apparently she thought that would be excessive.
My bags were sitting in the middle of the floor, so picking them up I asked which room Danielle was in and moved them there.
“I’m going to have a shower” I announced.
Danielle understood the code, as I’m sure did Chloe and Kara, and she followed me into our room, closing the door behind her, leaving Kara and Chloe sitting in the lounge.
“How about a bath?” Danielle asked, as she followed me into the bathroom.
“Do we have time?” I asked concerned that it was rude to disappear off for a while leaving Chloe with Kara who she hardly knew “Chloe might find it a bit awkward with Kara.”
“I’m sure they’ll… get to know each other quick enough” Danielle replied turning on the taps to the large bathtub in the middle of our bathroom.
I pulled my clothes off, folding my trousers into the press and turning it on, before returning to the bathroom. Danielle has also begun removing her clothes when I stepped into the bathroom. She was down to her bra and panties and was standing typing on her phone. She held it above her and took a selfie with me naked in the background before returning to type.
“Just letting Chloe know we’re having some one on one time.” she said, winking.
We made out as we waited on the bath to fill with water. I began to get hard, my cock pressing against Danielle’s inner thigh. I released her bra and she slipped it off her breasts rubbing them with her hands as I knelt down and pulled her panties off. My face was level with her pussy as I removed them and I could smell her intoxicating scent as she sat down on the edge of the bath and spread her legs for me. I leant in and licked my tongue up her moist slit, feeling her firm, swollen clit as my tongue passed over it. I placed a finger on each of her inner labia and parted them, pulling them taught to expose her saturated hole. Then I concentrated my efforts soley on the errect clitorus I had revealed, flicking my tongue back and forth over it at speed, and sucking hard on it, like it was one of her nipples. Danielles pussy juice dribbled down my chin as the stimulation caused her to moan and call out loudly, with little regard for the girls in the other room.
“Oooooohhhh fuuuuuckkkk yeeeessssss yes yes yes fucking suck my clit, suck it” she cried as she squeezed one of her tits with her hand. Then she placed a hand on my head and pushed it down “put your tongue inside me” she commanded.
I did she asked, sticking out my tongue as far as it would go and pushing it up inside her trickling opening. Her fluids flowed into my mouth like a sweet syrup as i tongued her. Her thighs closed around my head, gripping it in place, her legs crossed behing my back as she revelled in the sensations of having her insides licked.
“That feels sooo fucking goooood!” she cried out “deeper! deeper!”
I strained my tongue as far as I could, pressing my face hard into her pussy to try and satisfy Danielle’s desire for vaginal stimulation. I knew it wasn’t enough, but I was determined to give her everything I could.
“Oh that’s so good, I’m so ready for your cock!” she exclaimed, releasing me “switch!”
I sat down on the tub edge and Danielle kneeled down between my legs, taking my semi in her mouth and sucking on it loudly and sloppily. Her mouth was full of warm saliva as she passed my cock in and out of it, occassionally pausing to stroke it rapidly in her hands, her spit dripping from between her fingers as she hurredly brought me to a full standing erection.
Then, once satisfied that my cock could swell no more, she stood up and backed onto it. As she sat down onto my lap I lined up the tip of my rod with her expectant hole. Danielle didn’t pause, sliding onto my rigid shaft in a single fluid motion, plunging it deep inside herself. She sat, impaled by me for a few seconds, enjoying the feeling of being filled to capacity, a feeling Chloe could never give her. Then she began to bounce up and down. Her vaginal muscles contracted around me and I started to feel the urge building inside me.
“You’re gonna make me cum Danielle, not sure I can hold off very long” I warned her.
“Go for it…” she replied unexpectedly, continuing to ride me.
I didn’t need any more encouragement, I took hold of her breasts from behind, pinching her nipples between my fingers and as she slid down my shaft I felt my muscles contracting in preparation. I held back as her pussy ran up the full length of my shaft again. As she reached the top her stroke, I pulled her down by her breasts, holding her in place with my cock bored deep into her as I unloaded. Recoiling to fire an additional blast several times, grunting loadly each time.
“Mmmmm” Danielle moaned “I love having you deep inside me like this”
She reached down between our legs and held my balls in her hand, fondling them gently.
“These boys have been working overtime” she joked, before standing up and holding her hand between her legs, expelling as much of my cum as she could before licking it off her palm. “mmmmm tasty.”
The bath was fairly well filled so I turned off the taps and climbed in. I sat at the end, legs apart to allow Danielle to climb in as well. She laid back against me and I placed one hand on her breasts and another between her legs, playing with her pussy as I cleaned it for her. She rested her head back over my shoulder and I kissed and licked her neck and ears. She reached into the water and placed her hand on mine, guiding it over her lips and clit showing me exactly where she wanted to be touched. She began to moan as I helped her build towards orgasm. As she did so, she began to tell me what Kara was up to right now.
This next bit I was not witness to, it’s based on what Danielle told me in the bath and Kara’s account of events after the fact, so it may not be one hundred percent gospel, but it’s close enough…
As Danielle and I familiarised ourselves with each other again, Kara had told Chloe she was going to shower too, leaving her alone for a few minutes to listen to Danielle expressing her enjoyment. Danielle’s volume had not been entirely involuntary and was part of the plan to make Chloe a little jealous. After some time, Kara called Chloe into her room to ask for help undoing her dress. Upon entering Kara gave off about our noises and asked Chloe to close her bedroom door, which Chloe had only been too happy to do. Chloe had helped Kara unzip only for Kara to drop her dress to the floor. She stepped into her bathroom leaving the door wide open to allow Chloe an unimpeded view of Kara removing her underwear. If this sounds a bit familiar that’s because it’s the same way my threesome with Danielle and Kara was initiated in high shool. Whether or not Chloe looked, we don’t know, but when Kara exited in only a towel Chloe apparently couldn’t take her eyes off Kara and was more than happy to help apply moisturiser… everywhere.
“Haaaaaa ahhhh” Danielle sighed loudly as her climax passed and she relaxed into me. I removed my fingers from inside her and stroked her inner thighs sensually, continuing to kiss her shoulders and neck, wrapping my arm around her breasts, stroking one with the tips my fingers.
“mmmmm” she said, smiling “lets go see how Kara and Chloe are getting on.”
Danielle climbed out of the bath and rubbed herself down with a towel before putting on a hotel robe. I did the same and followed her out into the lounge where there was no sign of either Kara or Chloe. Danielle walked over to Kara’s door, quietly pushed the handle and opened it partially. She peered inside, then motioned for me to come over. Peering through the gap in the door I could see Chloe kneeling with her back to us on Kara’s bed. Kara was sitting in front of her, her towel dropped around her waist so that she was topless with Chloe’s hands on her back. Her head was turned to face Chloe who was leaning forward over Kara’s shoulder kissing her, eyes closed. As Danielled pushed the door further ajar Kara spotted Danielle out the corner of her eye, but she said nothing and continued kissing Chloe as Danielle moved into the room, sneaking round the bed toward Chloe. I stayed in the doorway and watched the girl’s pincer movement taking shape. As Danielle approached Chloe, she didn’t notice, her tongue engrossed deeply inside Kara’s mouth. Only when Danielle placed her hand gently on the back of Chloe’s head and leaned in towards her was she suddenly startled, pulling back from Kara and turning to see Danielle at eye level with both of them. Danielle didn’t give Chloe time to think, leaning in and placing her lips over Chloe’s, holding her head in place. At the same time, Kara turned her body to face them and took Chloe’s right hand, placing it on one of her exposed breasts, then with her left hand, she pulled open Danielle’s robe, baring her sister’s and placed Chloe’s left hand on top of it. I have no idea what Chloe was thinking at that moment, but Kara and Danielle gave her little time to consider it. Kara’s face moved in and Danielle released Chloe so that Kara could place her hands on Chloe’s face to turn it towards her own to resume kissing her. With her hands free, Danielle dropped her robe fully so that both sister’s chests were now bared before Chloe. Danielle leaned in again and this time she began to make out with her sister right in front of Chloe’s eyes. Both women held Chloe’s hands to their breasts and squeuzed them, before alternating kissing once more.
Next Danielle took hold of Chloe’s hoodie and pulled it up. Chloe did not put up a fight, she raised her arms over her head allowing Danielle to remove it entirely and toss it to the floor. Kara reached round behind Chloe’s back and released her bra then removed it from her as Chloe’ held out her arms. Kara and pressed her lips harder into Chloe causing her to lay back. Kara lay on top of her, the girls breasts pressing against each other as she continued to probe Chloe’s mouth when her tongue. As Kara kept Chloe occupied, Danielle began to unbotton Chloe’s jeans, working them down over her hips and peeling them off her thighs. When she reached her ankles she pulled off Chloe’s shoes and socks to enable her to fully remove the jeans. In the process of pulling Chloe’s tight fitting jeans off her, Chloe’s panties had slid down and her pussy was partially exposed. Kara reached between her legs to finger her as Danielle pulled her panties off entirely and climbed onto the bed, also lying atop Chloe. The three women were now completely naked on Kara’s bed. As I watched from the doorway my boner had returned with a vengeance and was protruding from within my robe. I took hold of it with my hand and began to tug myself off as I watched the girls inducting Chloe into our special club.
Danielle switched places with Kara, taking over kissing Chloe, allowing Kara to move down between Chloe’s legs. She placed her hands on Chloe’s thighs and pushed them open, exposing Chloe’s clean shaven labia to her for the first time. I moved into the room, getting nearer to the bed to see what was going on. Danielle had moved down a little and was sucking on Chloe’s little flat teats. Kara meanwhile stuck out her tongue and beginning on Chloe’s perineum, licked it all the way up her slit, parting her meaty inner labia, until it reached her clit, where Kara flicked her tongue back and forth causing Chloe to moan with joy. Her breathing intensified as the sisters worked on her. They each took turns to tongue Chloe’s mouth, tits and pussy, their hands running over her body as she was overloaded by the sensations of two women solely focussed on her pleasure. She began to breath heavily, her back arching and her fingers clenching around whosever’s breasts she was fondling at that moment. My own grip tightened around my cock and I began to stroke more intently over my glans as I approached them.
Eventually I stood over the three of them, Danielle encouraged me closer and took my hand, placing it on Chloe’s cheek as she licked her nipple’s intently. Chloe’s eyes opened breifly but she was so delirious that I doubted she registered my prescence, let alone my hand sliding down her neck as Danielle moved in to kiss her once again. Kara’s face was burried in Chloe’s pussy, her tongue no doubt deep inside Chloe’s wet hole. She would occassionally come up for air and I could see Chloe’s fluids trickling down her chin. I wished it was my own mouth pressed into Chloe’s succulent, wet folds. My hand continued to drift down, eventually contacting Chloe’s nipples and little breast mounds which were damp with Danielle’s fresh saliva. I massaged them firmly and playful squeezed her erect teats. Chloe began to moan and squirm as her orgasm approached. I saw her eyes roll back in her head as she lifted her legs.
As Chloe began to sing out in ecstasy, I rapidly stroked my cock, blowing my load over her little chest. Danielle rubbed her own tits over it in a sort of nuru massage, creaming my cum between their bodies. Her own protruding nipples brushed against Chloe’s, causing her to giggle at the feeling buzzing through her electrified erections. Kara moved up from between Chloe’s legs and the three kissed one another fondly. Danielle pulled me onto the bed and I hugged them. Chloe was glowing, she smiled at me as she basked in her post climax tranquility.
“What just happened?” she asked, to giggles from the three of us.
“You had an orgasm.” Kara replied deadpan.
“No kidding!” Chloe replied “I mean… you two… you three!”
“Yeah we do this from time to time” I replied.
“Did you like it?” Danielle asked, kissing Chloe’s cheek.
Chloe laughed “couldn’t you tell?”
Danielle rolled off Chloe and began to lick the creamy semen off Chloe’s chest to more giggling.
“What is that?” she asked.
“He came over your tits…” Danielle replied “…it’s good for your skin.”
Chloe saw the residue on Danielle’s boobs when she sat up, and she moved in to lick some off her nipples.
“You taste OK” she said talking to me.
“Thanks…” I replied “…I’d really like to taste you again sometime…” I chanced “…if you’d be OK with it?”
“He’s pretty good with his tongue…” Kara encouraged.
Chloe looked at me, smiling and the nodded.
“I guess I’d be OK with that” she replied.
“OK, then here’s what we should do next…” Kara began, enthusiastically guiding us into positions on the bed. “… you lay down here” she said, directing me into the middle of the bed “and you sit on his face” she said talking to Chloe, who looked a little awkward about the suggestion until I nodded at her. Then Kara lay down with her head next to mine facing the opposite direction. “Now Danz, you an’ me can sixty nine and Chloe can lick your ass at the same time!” she instructed.
Chloe and Danielle proceeded to get into their positions as instructed. Chloe swung her leg over my head and then knelt over me, shuffling back so that her feet where by my side. I looked up and saw her lushious vulva only an inch or so from my face, still coated in Kara’s saliva and oozing a little string of fluid from her recently satiated opening. I put my hands on her thighs and encouraged her to sit down. As she did so, my mouth was covered by her pussy and my nose slid up through her slit. She shivered as it made contact, still sensitive from her recent orgasm. I took a momemt to enjoy the experience of being suffocated by Chloe’s privates then I gently probed her hole with my tongue, tentatively at first but soon pressing deeper inside her and moving my face so that my nose rubbed against her still tender clit. She let out a moan as my motions began to awaken her to the possibility of an second orgasm.
Meanwhile, Danielle had climbed into position, her head between Kara’s legs and her pussy over Kara’s head. Kara had her hands on her sisters ass, holding herself up to reach her pussy and spreading her cheeks at the same time. She had her tongue extended and was lapping Danielle’s lips and clit like a cat drinking from a saucer of milk. Danielle had her fingers on each side of Kara’s pussy, spreading it apart to expose her inner labia and engorged clit which she was gently licking and playing with between her fingers.
“Lick her asshole Chloe” Kara instructed.
Chloe looked a little nervous, it was clearly the first time she had performed anything like this.
“It’s OK, it doesn’t taste like you think…” Kara reassured her “…just try it.”
As I continued to explore Chloe with my tongue, I put my hands behind her bum and felt down her crack to find her asshole. I began to stroke it with my finger, helping her to remember how nice it felt. Chloe leaned forward, causing her pussy to press more into my face, and began to lick Danielle’s puckered anus.
“mmmmmm fuuuckkkk yeahhhh” Danielle squeeled as she felt Chloe’s warm moist tongue begin to hesitantly caress her sphincter and move up and down her crack “that feels so good, can you poke your tongue inside?”
As Chloe worked on Danielle’s ass, Kara continued to lick at her pussy and pulled tight on her ass cheeks to stretch Danielle’s ass hole open. Chloe spat into it and pressed the tip of her tongue into the cavity. I also began to press my finger into Chloe’s tight sphincter, remembering what it had felt like to penetrate her asshole with my cock a few months ago. I swallowed the mouthful of saliva mixed with Chloe’s vaginal secretions that I had accumulated savouring her delicious flavour and pressed deeper, forcing my first knucking inside her narrow opening and heard her moan loudly. I wiggled my finger around in her rectum, sucked on her fleshy labia and slid my tongue in and out of her unsown loins.
Both Chloe and Danielle were in sync, approaching orgasm. Kara wasn’t far behind. Her sister had moved on from simple oral stimulation and was now fingerblasting Kara’s vagina and she sucked hard on her clit. Pausing ocassionally as the sensation of her sister licking her own pussy and Chloe rimming her overcame her motor control. Danielle, so enjoying her anal stimulation, didn’t want Kara to miss out. She reached around her leg with her spare hand and found Kara’s unfilled rear hole, slipping a finger inside to Kara’s delight. All three women, asses penetrated and pussies being tongued, approached crescendo together. The sounds and excitement had restored my limp cock in little time and I was now standing to attention.
“owww fuck, yes yes yes Chloe, deeper!!” Danielle cried.
“ahaha, yeah that’s so good!” moaned Kara
“ah ah ah ah” panted Chloe as my finger and tongue moved in and out of her holes in unison.
A second later Danielle collapsed onto her sister with a loud shout as her body quivered and her pussy released a shot of squirt over Kara’s face, some of it splashing onto me. Kara simulatneously started to shake as Danielle’s savage finger fucking tipped her over the edge. Only Chloe remained unsatisfied, but not for long. A few moments later my hard work paid off and she succumb, letting out a melodic “ahhhh” and leaning back to stop the continuing stimulation of her now hyper-sensitive organ. As she did so, a stream of squirt also fired from inside her and onto my face.
“Oh shit!” she exclaimed, still mid-climax “did I…did I… ah ah ahhh” unable to complete her sentence as another wave of pleasure coarsed through her.
“It’s OK” I said, licking my lips “you taste great!”
The three girls lay on the bed recovering for a few minutes, catching their breath.
“That was so hot!” Kara said, first to break the silence.
“Mmm hmmm” replied Chloe.
“Fuck yeah” agreed Danielle.
Kara was first to noticed my dick standing upright and she realised her master plan left me ungratified.
“Hey ladies” she announced “never leave a man behind!”
She enveloped my cock in her mouth and passed it back and forth through her lips. As she did this Danielle moved around to get in on the action, taking hold of my scrotum and teasing my testes in her fingers. Whenever Kara took a break, Danielle spat on my shaft and stroked it firmly in her hand. Chloe turned to look as they did so, perhaps remembering the last time she sucked me off. As Danielle and Kara worked on me, Chloe, still straddling me started to chat.
“Thanks for ealier, it felt incredible” she said
“Pleasure” I answered “truthfully I’ve been wanting to eat you out since I first saw you again.”
“Why didn’t you say?” Chloe asked.
“I didn’t think you’d want me to – cause I’m not a girl” I replied
“I would have let you. I mean we’re never going to be together, but we can still do stuff… you just need to ask.” Chloe insisted.
“OK” I said “will you suck my cock?”
Chloe looked back down at the girls and then at me.
“OK…” she said, smiling “…just don’t get used to it.”
Chloe turned herself around to get in on the action. Danielle offered my cock to her and she started to suck on the tip and stroke the shaft. From the position she was in, straddling my chest both her pussy and asshole were exposed to me and as she sucked me off, I fantasised about being inside her again. I put my hands on her cheeks and pulled myeslf up. Spreading them apart, I peered at her clenched little anus then licked her from her pussy, up to the top of her parted crack. Chloe inhaled, surprised, as my tongue ran through her trench.
“Ahhhhh” she exhaled as I focussed in on rimming her little asshole.
She had been quite clear she didn’t want my cock in there again, but she seemed more than happy for my tongue to wiggle it’s way inside as she sucked me off. I was surprised how good Chloe was at fellatio, given her lack of practice. I could feel her tongue moving over and around my bell end and she pulled back my foreskin all the way to lick my corona.
“You’re really good at that” I said, pausing my own tongue movements to take a breath.
“So are you” Chloe replied, allowing Kara or Danielle to take over from her while continuing to stoke me firmly.
“Whose mouth do you want to cum in?” asked Kara, so it was Danielle currently enveloping me.
I was about to instinctively answer Chloe’s, but caught myself. Chloe’s technique was some how the most pleasurable of the three which was odd given her lack of practice but it occured to me that Danielle should probably have first refusal… not that she was likely to! However before I could answer Danielle stopped sucking and chimed in.
“Nobody’s! I want you in my ass!” Danielle announced.
“Oh yeah!” Kara seconded Danielle’s request.
“Not me” Chloe replied, disappointingly.
“OK Kara, you and me side by side, like last time!”
Chloe climbed off me, this would be the last time I’d get to gorge myself on her delicious groin and I was a little disappointed not to have had the opportunity to blow my load inside her cum-starved mouth. I stood up to make space for Kara and Danielle to position themselves at the end of bed, asses in the air. Chloe watched from the sidelines as I spat down each of their cracks in turn and using both hands rubbed my fingers over their assholes, before inserting a digit inside each one. I began to slide my fingers in and out of their holes before squeezing in a second to stretch them both out ready for my cock to enter.
“MMmmm yeah” groaned Danielle as I prepared her to be penetrated.
“That’s so good…” Kara added “…stop teasing me!”
“Hey Chloe, why don’t you give the girls a hand?” I suggested, as she watched on.
Chloe smiled and moved down to the end of the bed, reaching underneath both Kara and Danielle to put a hand on each of their pussies, starting to rub their clits as I ran my pulsing shaft down Danielle’s cleft to line up with her waiting asshole. I pressed my head hard into her and her sphincter gave way, parting to allow me to slide slowly inside her. Danielle let out a shriek of pain combined with excitement as my thick hard-on stretched her wide and forced it’s way deep inside her rectum. I didn’t pause, going full depth on my first stroke, gripping her waist to pull her towards me and prevent her from moderating the sensation.
“AAAHHHH hahah!!” She cried out in pain as my single motion tore into her unprepared. The force of my entrance caused a loud clapping sounds as my thighs smacked against hers. I held her there, my cock throbbing inside her, for a moment or two, before I pulled out fully. Again I showed her no mercy, my bell end ripping through her reddened sphincter as I withdrew. Danielle’s cries of pain clearly excited and alarmed Chloe as she remembered her own experience of being penetrated anally by me. I rammed myself deep into Danielle several more times and she began to get used to the rough fucking she was recieving. Chloe’s fingering of her swollen clit helped her endure the pain.
Next, and without warning, I pulled my digits out of Kara, whose ass I’d continued to impale as I fucked her sister next to her. I lined myself up with her partially gaped hole and impaled her with my baton. Kara’s experienced ass was more accustomed to being filled and she bore up well as I piled into her. I spent a few minutes thrusting in and out of both girls, alternating between them. Chloe continued to work on them at the same time. As I began to get close to coming, I wondered which of the girls would be the first to succumb. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. After a few more seconds, while I was ploughing Kara’s ass, I could see the signs and hear the familiar sounds of Danielle’s impending climax. I waited until the moment I thought she was just beginning to feel the internal explosions, that moment of silence as her muscles tensed up. At that moment, I withdrew from Kara and rammed my cock against Danielle’s clenched sphincter, forcing my way inside her without any warning. She yelled at the combination of the exteme pain of being brutally and unexpectedly penetrated and the overpowering joy of her clit exploding in orgasm at the same second.
She collapsed on to the bed trapping Chloe’s arm and I lay over her as she shook and her muscles contracted involuntarily. He asshole tightened around the base of my shaft and I blasted my load deep inside her quivering ass.
“Ahhhh I’m so close!” Kara exclaimed as both Chloe’s fingering and my pounding of her ass ceased at the same moment.
Chloe freed her hand and went around to the other side of the bed. She reached between Kara’s legs and resumed playing her new friend’s instrument, while at the same time extending her tongue and sliding it between Kara’s toned glutes to find her recently deprived anus. Chloe moved her tongue rapidly in and out of Kara’s loosened sphincter as she played on her clit, then with her free hand she inserted her middle digits into Kara’s seeping pussy and furiously finger banged it.
“Ahhhh you’re gonna make me cum!” yelled Kara “oh yes yes yes like that yeeeeessssss!!!!”
Kara squirted a two huge streams of cum onto Chloe’s chest and it tricked down her breasts, over her belly and onto her vulva. But Chloe didn’t stop pounding Kara, she kept going – every time she drove her fingers inside Kara another smaller squirt of fluid shot out. Kara had barely been conquered by her first orgasm when the second rolled over her.
“Ahhhhh ha ha ha yeeessssss ah ha ha” Kara began to sob as Chloe stopped attacking her pussy and she collapsed in a heap next to her sister and me, twitching as multiple aftershocks ran through her body.
Chloe, her body litterally drenched in Kara’s ejaculate, sat down on the bed, wiping it off with her fingers and licking it up.
“Mmmm, you taste good too Kara.” she said.
Kara didn’t reply, she was still recovering. After lying there for a few minutes we each began to regain our faculties. Chloe decided to go and have a shower to clean herself up. I asked if she needed any help but my offer wasn’t taken up. Danielle suggested I go have a cold shower, perhaps a little put out at how much interest I was taking in Chloe. I put my robe back on and went to our bathroom to wash up. Danielle stayed in Kara’s room for a bit before re-appearing a while later having debriefed with Kara. The post match analysis on how she had managed to go from barely knowing Chloe to making out with her. The four of us gathered in the lounge a little later and Kara, Danielle and I shared a little about our escapades in our younger years, the highlights. Chloe listened intently and her nipples appeared through the thin T-shirt she had put on – clearly it turned her on to hear about it.
“There is a video…” I said, joking.
“Can we watch it?” Chloe asked enthusiastically.
“It’s on a DVD at home, but maybe if you come and visit…” I replied
“No!!” exclaimed Kara “it’s awful, I’d be mortified”
“It can’t be that bad!” Chloe replied
“It’s pretty bad” Danielle also conceded “but it’s probably only fair…”
Chloe looked confused, and Danielle smiled at me and then at Kara. Clearly I wasn’t the only one she had sent the video of herself and Chloe’s first time to.
“Umm… you know that video of you and me?” she said, addressing Chloe.
Kara and I both smiled at her.
“NOOOO!!!” Chloe cried out covering her face with her palms, peering out from behind her fingers “You didn’t!?”
The three of us burst out laughing.
“Right, well you’re definitely showing me yours then!” Chloe replied.
“I’ll show you mine anytime!” Danielle replied, pulling off her pyjamas and tossing them at Chloe.
“You know what I meant!” said Chloe, yawning.
“We’ll let you see it…” I replied “…just not tonight. I need to get some sleep – early start tomorrow.”
“Think I’ll go too.” said Danielle, standing up from her seat and turning her bare ass to Kara and to Chloe who wolf whistled and threw her pyjamas back.
“Wanna join us?” Danielle added turning back to Chloe “The bed is plenty big enough.”
Chloe stood up and pulled her oversized T-shirt off, revealing a simple pair of striped cotton panties adorned with a little bow at the front.
“Room for a little one?” Kara asked, not wanting to be left out.
“More the merrier.” Danielle replied.
Danielle climbed into our bed first, moving over to let Chloe in beside her. She pulled down her panties under the duvet and tossed them out the bed. I took off my pyjamma bottoms and shirt and stood naked at the side if the bed until the two of them moved over enough to allow me to climb in next to Chloe. Finally Kara entered the room already completely nude and climbed in next to Danielle. It wasn’t the roomiest but we all fitted in.
I wasn’t sure what the rules were in this situation. Kara, Danielle and I had our free-use policy so I would have felt at liberty to feel either of them up under the covers, but Chloe wasn’t a party to that.
“hey” I whispered to her “how would you feel about me… touching you again… when you’re asleep?”
“As long as you don’ try to put it in my ass, whatever floats your boat…” she replied, shrugging “…it’s fine with me.”
I turned out the lights and put my hand on Chloe’s belly, stroking it gently as I closed my eyes.
“Good night” I said
“Night” Danielle replied.
“Sweet dreams” said Chloe ironically, putting her hand atop mine.
Kara didn’t say anything.
Chapter Four – The Chloe Comprehension
“So when did you first know?” Kara asked, turning a light back on and propping herself up against Danielle to look intently at Chloe.
“Know what?” Chloe asked, confused by the contextless question.
“That you were a muff muncher!!” Kara teased, with her usual tact.
Chloe laughed and rolled her eyes.
“I dunno. I guess it was a process…” she replied “… it’s not like I just decided one day.”
“It’s personal” Danielle interjected pushing Kara back onto the bed “you don’t need to answer her stupid questions, you can just tell her to shut up!”
“It’s OK, I don’t mind…” Chloe responded “…I think the boundary train left the station a while back!!”.
Kara made herself comfortable and I resigned myself to not getting any sleep until her curiosity was satisfied. Chloe began to tell her story.
“I was always a bit of a tomboy, didn’t have much interest in dolls or dressing up, unless it was as a ghostbuster or a power ranger. My friends were boys mainly and in those days I would hold my own against them in a game of wrestling. I mean I still had some friends who were girls, but we didn’t really seem to have many shared interests. I had one friend, Sarah, who I met at swimming class when we were little kids. We were both quite into it and had entered a few junior competitions. We ended up going to school together so kept up our friendship even when we stopped swimming.
In first year at High School most girls had started noticing the boys, even Sarah, but I still didn’t really take much interest in them, romantically, you know? The first time I felt different was in second or third year. My classmates had all started to… blossom”
Kara roared with laughter at Chloe’s turn of phrase.
“Shhhh!” Danielle reprimanded her sister, aware that Chloe was sharing something personal with us and trying to be sensitive.
“… well obviously I hadn’t” Chloe continued, flipping the duvet down to reveal her flat chest. It was the first time I’d seen it without her being aroused and her soft shrunken nipples made her seem even more pre-pubescent. It turned me on all the more.
“Awww” Kara said, reaching over her sister and rubbing her hand over Chloe’s bare chest reassuringly.
Chloe flipped the duvet back and resumed her story.
“All the girls in class had to shower together after P.E, so I would notice their boobs developing and be totally fascinated by them. Sometimes I stared, then someone would notice and point it out to everyone and tease me. I guess they thought it was just because I didn’t have any. At first I thought the same too, I didn’t really know why I liked looking at them so much.”
Chloe’s hands, which had been holding the top of the duvet, disappeared under the covers as she continued and I felt her arm rest on top of mine which was still on her belly.
“I did know it made me feel good to see them and then I discovered it felt even better to look at them and touch myself at the same time. I don’t even know how it happened, but one time while washing in the showers I found my clit… I hadn’t done it intentionally the first time, it surprised me. I knew touching it with the other girls around was naughty, ’cause I didn’t let anyone see, but I would stand in the shower just looking at the other girls, washing ‘down there’ quite thoroughly to get that feeling! I’d watch the girls lathering their boobs and little pre-boob mounds, running their hands over them all covered in soap. I’d fantasize about helping them to wash, imagining what they might feel like. I desparately wanted to touch them. I was always last out the showers, waiting for all the girls in my class get naked and wash up so I could see them.”
I could see movement under the duvet and I was pretty certain Chloe was touching herself now. Her eyes were closed as she told her story. I took my hand off her belly and reached down to my swelling cock. I began to pull my foreskin slowly back and forth over my glans as I imagined Chloe and her naked, pubescant classmates showering together.
“Sarah used to sleep over at mine if her parents were away. We’d share my bed and stay up late watching movies or just talking. One night, while we were getting ready for bed, I got up the courage to ask her what boobs felt like. She tried to describe them at first, but then she said it was easier if I just felt hers. So she let me put my hands on them over her bra. Touching her breasts, even though they were covered, made me sooo horny. We stood in the bathroom together so long, with me just feeling her boobs, eventually she had to tell me to stop. I couldnt stop thinking about them afterwards, and I really wanted to touch myself as I was feeling Sarah up! Anyway, Sarah just wore a T shirt with her pyjamma shorts to bed, she always took off her bra in the bathroom and piled it up with her clothes for the next day. Once we got into bed together and turned out the lights I just lay there thinking about her tits, thinking about touching them again, thinking about touching them naked. It was a single bed so we were right next to each other.”
Chloe’s hand was moving obviously under the covers now, she was clearly getting herself off as she remembered her experiences as a teenager. Danielle turned to face her and reached over to take Chloe’s free hand, placing it on her own breast, before getting into the titilating account herself by pressing her pussy up against Chloe’s naked body to rub it.
“After a while, once I was absolutely sure Sarah was asleep, I pushed the duvet down to our waists. Her t-shirt was pretty baggy so I was able to lift it up to see her bare breasts. I stared at her eyes, incase she woke up as I did it, but I managed do it slowly without her waking.”
Chloe paused and exhaled as she pleasured herself thinking back to the events all those years ago. My cock was fully errect and I was stroking it firmly in my hand. I could see Danielle’s eyes were also closed and I assumed she was enjoying the story as she rubbed herself against Chloe. I couldn’t see Kara but suspected she was also enjoying the tale.
“I knew it was really wrong but… as I secretly examined Sarah’s boobs, I started to masturbate! It was like something else took control of me. It felt sooo good. I couldn’t resist reaching out and touching her bare breast. It was warm and smooth, she had such soft skin. I held it in my hand, gently squeezing it, almost massaging it. When she had let me touch her before it was a bit like a biology lesson. This time it was…” Chloe paused to find the right word “…sensual for me.”
Chloe took a moment for herself, breathing audibly. Nobody rushed her, each of us now fantasising about a teenage Chloe, groping her sleeping best friend while masturbating in bed alongside her.
“I was terrified Sarah would wake up but I couldn’t stop myself. She hadn’t seemed to notice and I was so excited to finally be able to do what I wanted to do in the showers. I kept touching my clit and staring at her tits in the dim light as I felt them. After a little while I began to have this urge to kiss Sarah… I thought about it for a bit, wondering if it would wake her. I looked up at her face then I saw – her eyes were open! Staring back at me!!”
There was an noticeable intake of breath by Kara at the sudden twist in the tale.
“I let go of her boob then I just froze.” continued Chloe “I knew how bad it was. I didn’t know what to do or say to fix it. I felt sooo guilty and embarrased about what I’d done.”
“What did she say??” Kara pleaded, fully invested in the drama, perhaps more than the titilation.
“She sat up and I was sure she was going to get out of the bed and tell on me! But she didnt’t. She just pulled her top off completely and lay back down again. I was so relieved… and confused!”
Chloe took a hand out from under the covers and wiped a tear from her face as she relived the emotions.
“Sorry.” she said, laughing a little self-consciously before resuming the narrative. “Sarah told me it was okay and she promised not to tell anyone. Then she took my hand and put it back on her bare chest and said she didn’t mind if I wanted to feel them.”
“What did you do then?” Kara pressed
“I didn’t know what to do at first, I was all over the place emotionally.” replied Chloe, with a smile on her face, “I just lay there looking at her for a bit, with one hand on her and the other hand actually still in my pants. I don’t think she knew that. I had my finger just above my clit and after a little while I started stroking it again. Then as I got more turned on, I began to relax and feel her up again. I let my hands wander over her chest, more confidently now that she had given permission. Squeezing and pressing them against her chest. Her nipples got even hard and I stroked them in my fingers. I could hear Sarah breathing more heavily and I could feel the tension building in my clit. It was the first time I remember noticing that I had got wet in my pants. I knew what I wanted to ask her but I hesistated for a while, eventually I worked up the courage to ask if we could ‘practice kissing’.”
“I was pretty sure Sarah had never kissed a boy before” Chloe explained “so I thought she might be happy to ‘practice’ on me. She opened her eyes when I asked and thought about it for moment then nodded and closed her eyes again. She didn’t move so I leaned over and wet my lips then pressed them against hers. We only kissed on the lips, no tongue, ocassionally stopping and smiling before closing our eyes and pecking again. We were both sighing together – she was definitely getting into it too.”
Chloe was moving her hand rapidly under the covers now, and I was jerking myself off at speed too, imagining Chloe making out with her topless nubile BFF.
“I was properly massaging her breasts at this point, I was soooo turned on! I moced my hand off her breasts and down over her tummy, putting my fingers inside her belly button on their way down to her pyjamma shorts and I heard Sarah moan quietly. I pushed them underneath her waistband, until I felt the hem of her underwear. Still kissing her and rubbing my clit, I stopped just for a second, not sure whether to go over or under, then decided, I slid the tips of my fingers inside the thin fabric and began to stroke the hair on her mound. My hand was halfway into her pants when she grabbed it and moved it back up onto her chest.”
There was an audible sigh as the three listeners dealt with the disappointing setback, but Chloe knew what came next and didn’t let up. Her head bagan to tilt back and her next words became strained as she began to reach her climax
“But then it happened…. agh…. all of a sudden…. agh shit…..for the first time…. ah ah..next to Sarah…” Chloe paused as she focussed on her herself for a moment “…I ran my finger… over my clit… one….moooorree….timeeeee. ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!”
Chloe exhaled loudly and shuddered, a tear running down her face. Seeing her coming hard was what I had been waiting for, I tossed the duvet asside to see the petite naked body that I was desperate to ravage, shaking as she vigorously fingered herself and squeezed Danielle’s tit in her hand. Danielle was grinding her pussy back and forth against Chloe’s thigh. I rolled onto my side and shot my load across Chloe’s stomach with a grunt and several spurts, finally rubbing the tip of my cock clean against her pale soft skin. Chloe was so taken up in her own experience though that she didn’t pay any regard to me wiping my dripping cock against her side.
Eventually she stopped fingering herself and her climax started to subside. Danielle had seen me cum over her friend and now began to lick Chloe’s tummy clean, causing some giggling as her still hyper-sensitive body was tickled by Danielle’s tongue penetrating her belly button. I reached over and stroked Chloe’s thigh sensually and she smiled back at me.
“What was it like…” I asked “…that first time it happened?”
“I remember shaking…” Chloe replied, wiping her eyes “…and just this overwhelming sense of joy… oh and I called out Sarah’s name under my breath. When I looked back at her, her eyes were wide open again. I was really embarrased by it afterwards, I mean I was already flushed, but my face went beetroot, i’m glad it was dark. I didn’t really know what had happened to me. But Sarah put her arms around me and said she was happy for me and reiterated her promise not to tell anyone about it.”
“Happy that you’d had an orgasm?” asked Kara.
“I don’t really know.” Chloe answered with some uncertainty. “I knew she didn’t feel the same as I did, but I think she’d worked out that I was different. That’s why she let me do what I wanted to do with her. I think she was happy that she’d given me that experience.”
“Almost…” joked Danielle.
Chloe tilted her head to the side, raised an eyebrow and smiled.
“Sarah put her t-shirt back on for the rest of the night, but she pulled me in close then turned round to let me spoon her with my hand still up her top. She said I could ”feel’ her boobs all night. (I think she kind of liked it too). But she wasn’t sure about me touching her ‘down there’…'” Chloe said using air quotes “… so I promised I wouldn’t. The next morning when I woke up I was still holding her. Thankfully, my mum hadn’t come in to wake us yet, but it was quite light. Normally Sarah would dress in the bathroom and I’d change in my room, but this morning was different. She asked if ‘it would help’ to watch her getting undressed and of course I said yes. She got out of bed and stripped down right in front of me. She lifted her t-shirt up over her head exposing her breasts to me again. It was nice to see them in the light. She had little puffy areola and her nipples quickly started to stick out in the cool air. Then she pulled down her pyjamma shorts revealling plain white cotton panties. She did a little spin, giggling as she did so. She had a cute bum… it always looked good in her swimsuit! Finally she pulled down her panties, and stepped out of them getting closer to the edge of the bed so I could see better. She had a thin layer of hair which she rubbed bashfully with her hand then she put a finger on either side and spread her pussy apart so I could see her inside lips and little clit. She just stood there to let me look for a little while, then she asked me if looking at girls ‘bits’ felt nice. I nodded a little sheepishly but then she asked if she could see mine. I didn’t think there was much to see, but I unbottoned my pyjamma top and took it off – my nipples were staning to attention, poking out really far. Then I tossed the duvet to the side and pushed my shorts and pants halfway down my legs and spread my pussy open like she was doing to hers. We just looked at each other for a little bit. I was so excited. Then she told me that although she didn’t really get what the big deal was, I could touch hers this one time if I really wanted to.”
“Did you?” asked Danielle, who was still grinding, having not yet orgasmed.
“I put my hand between Sarah’s legs, running my finger into her slit to find her clit. I wanted to show her how good it felt! I found the spot and started to rub it gently. The first time I touched it, she squeezed her thighs together and made a sighing sound, squirming a little. I asked her if it felt good and she nodded. Afer a minute or so she had started to turn into a little slip ‘n slide down there and sounded like she was enjoying it. My other hand still had my lips spread open and I had also started to flick my clit at the same time and could feel the same feeling buiding as I felt the night before. I asked her if she wanted to lay down and ‘practice kissing’ again while I touched her. She got back onto the bed next to me and we cuddled up together to start kissing again. I kept on stroking her clit and she was rubbing her whole body up against mine. Then I took a chance that Sarah was horny enough let me do something else… I took her hand and put it between my legs, showing her how to rub it through my wet slit. She didn’t fight me, she did exactly what I showed her to do. I was so close to cumming and I think she was too but then suddenly we heard the squeaking floorboards of the stairs… my mum was coming up to wake us! Sarah lept out of the bed and ran into the ensuite with her PJs but accidentally left her panties on the floor, so I hid them under my pillow, I licked my fingers clean and pulled the duvet over myself, just before my mum opened the bedroom door!”
“Holy shit!” said Kara
“I know, I was totally naked. If she had pulled the duvet off me… I would have had some ‘splaining to do!” Chloe laughed.
“Mmmm indeed” said Danielle, moaning in pleasure as she pictured the scene and continued grinding herself against Chloe’s leg.
“She told me it was time to get up. I said Sarah was in the bathroom already and I’d get up when she was done, then she left.” Chloe replied.
“What happened next…” urged Danielle “…with Sarah?”
“Oh” said Chloe “Nothing really. When she came out of the bathroom she had her pyjammas back on and was blushing. I got out of bed, still naked, but she seemed embarrased and took her clothes into the bathroom to get dressed. We went to school like normal and didn’t really talk about it. She just said that she still wanted to be my friend but she didn’t want me touching her like that again.”
“For fucks sake!” sighed Danielle, rolling back onto her back “you made it seem like that was going to go somewhere!”
Kara and I burst our laughing at Danielle’s frustration. Chloe meanwhile lifted my hand from where it had now reached: her upper, inner thigh; and uncerimoniously dropped it on the bed as if to say ‘not a chance’ before climbing over me and heading to the bathroom to clean up.
“She was still blowing men in her twenties, as-if she had done the dirty with her BFF age 14!!” Kara mocked Danielle.
“What about the panties?” I asked as Chloe stepped into the bathroom “under the pillow… did you give them back?”
“Nope.” she replied, closing the door.
When Chloe returned, Danielle was keen to know if anything further happened with Sarah but apparently not. Chloe admitted to masturbating with Sarah’s panties but they never spoke about what had happened again and that was the last time Sarah stayed overnight. A year down the line, Sarah had a string of ‘boyfriends’. As Chloe had gotten older, she had tried to write her feelings off as a childhood phase. She had tried short relationships with a couple of guys at uni. (Being an attractive girl doing computer science, she probably wasn’t short of attention from wannabe suitors on her course!) But she always broke things off with them fairly quickly, citing various reasons in her head at the time, but now accepting with hindsight that it was really because she didn’t want to have to sleep with them. By the time she came to be working at IBM with me she was trying to work out ‘who she really was’. She knew her parents would find her feelings difficult to accept as they were religious so Chloe wanted to find a guy who would make her feel the same way she had felt that night with her best friend.
“So what was he like?” asked Danielle motioning towards me.
“Did he set your heart aquiver?” Kara mocked in a silly accent.
Chloe looked over at me, I think to see how I had reacted to the question. She knew what it felt like to be attracted to someone who didn’t reciprocate, so I suspect she was trying to be sensitive to my feelings.
“He was great…” she replied “…definitely the best sex I’ve had with a guy!”
“So you didn’t fake it?” Kara asked.
“No!” Chloe insisted.
“I always liked you…” Chloe said turning back to look at me again “…you were kind to me and you just seemed like a nice person. That evening, at the party, after we had spent all that time chatting I just wondered if maybe you could be more than a friend. I really wanted to give it shot so that’s why I came on to you – I didn’t mean to mislead you – I just wanted to know if you could make me feel like Sarah did. Then…”
Chloe closed her eyes and started thinking back to our time together.
“…when you started sucking on my nipples and you grabbed my ass… it was actually a turn on! I was surprised. When you pushed me onto the board room table and stripped my panties… I’d never experienced anything like that… it was exilirating feeling so… desired” Chloe paused “anyway… you’re the only guy I’ve ever screwed and yes, it was real.”
Chloe turned back to Danielle.
“If I could be straight it would have been with him.” she said enthusiastically in a boost to my ego “But afterwards… I just knew it didn’t feel the same. He could push the right buttons sure, but… I still felt… empty.”
“So who was your REAL first?” Kara continued to interrogate Chloe.
“With a girl? Like full on?” Chloe queried and Kara nodded.
Chloe looked over at Danielle again.
“Not me, I hope?” Danielle asked.
This time it was Chloe’s turn to nod.
“But you said you’d tasted other girls! You were a total tease! YOU HAD MOVES! That can’t have been your first time?!” Danielle protested.
“I didn’t say that! I’ve fingered other girls… well, one girl… and I knew what Sarah tasted like when I licked her off my fingers.” Chloe corrected Danielle with a rye smile. “The first time we… I wasn’t teasing… I just had no idea what I was doing!!”
“Well based on tonight I’d say you’re a pretty quick study!” said Danielle, kissing Chloe’s shoulder.
“Its funny, ya’know…” Chloe continued “…the two of you hooked up in school but it was like twenty years before you actually got together properly. I screwed him only because I couldn’t have the girl I really wanted when I was in school and because of that I met you. Now we’re all lying in bed togther!”
“That’s a mind fuck.” Danielle reflected elloquently.
“Kismet.” I added.
“NO! It’s KARA… and I’ll just be over here if anyone is interested.” said Kara pretending to feel like the spare wheel in our little twist of fate.
“I can’t wait for the universe to introduce us to Sarah…” Danielle joked as she pulled the duvet back over us all “…but for now we’ll have to make do with Kara!”
“I’m OK with that!” said Chloe, disappearing beneath the covers to clamber over Danielle and Kara’s legs. After some wriggling around, the two sisters began to make simultaneous noises of pleasure as Chloe generously tended to their respective frustrations. I listened to their moans of pleasure for a while but I was spent and soon drifted off to sleep before hearing either of them finish.
The following day I had to head back to the airport to fly the return leg to Budapest. I woke up a little bit before my alarm was due to go off. All the girls were still in my bed, naked and asleep. Chloe was laying next to me. I took the opportunity to cop one last feel as she slept. Running my hands up and down her warm body. Feeling her little breasts, and slipping my finger between her moist sticky slit. Chloe began to stir as I fingered her. Before she was fully awake, I licked my lips and kissed her. She was still a little groggy and momentarily kissed me back as I rubbed between her legs. Eventually though she came around and realising it was me, she pulled back and smiled.
“Nice try” she said quietly, making no attempt to move my hand.
Almost immediately however, my alarm began to sound and I reluctantly withdrew my fingers out from between her labia, licking them clean before tapping my phone to silence it. As I got dressed, I cleared away some if our items of clothing strewn around the lounge. I picked up Chloe’s stripey panties from the side of the bed, and put them in my pocket, deciding that was going to be “our thing” now. These ones were clean, but they still smelled like she did. Danielle was still sound asleep. I leant over the bed to kiss her forehead before heading out the door. Chloe blew me a kiss as I closed the door behind me.
I wasn’t sure when I’d next see any of them but I had a sense that this wouldn’t be our only group holiday. It no longer bothered me that Danielle might get to spend time with Chloe alone. I was just looking forward to our next encounter, whenever that might be.
Chapter Five – The Natalia Novelty
As it happened, it would be a couple of months before I got to see Danielle again. It was a long wait, but this time I’d have her on her own. As much as I’d enjoyed our exploits with Chloe & Kara, there was something more intimate about having just the two of us. Danielle managed to take a week away from her business which coincided with my off-duty, so she came out to Hungary again to visit me. In the weeks leading up to her arrival, I hatched a plan to bring together some of her favourite kinks: exibitionism, bondage and some novel sources of pain to inflict on her. I’d scouted a couple of locations in a nearby nature reserve and had been learning some rope skills to use. I was very much looking forward to it.
Over our months apart I’d had one night with Natalia but she wasn’t nearly as ‘out there’ as Danielle was. It was great sex and I was glad of the guilt free oasis in the dry spell, but there hadn’t been the same excitment since our first time. We were both comfortable with the arrangement and I didn’t know if Natalia would be up for anything more… adventurous. I certainly didn’t want to risk pushing my luck with her. Danielle had also got together with Chloe a couple of times. She said she’d showed her the video of Kara and us from back in the day. Chloe had thought it was funny to see us all looking so young but had nevertheless enjoyed the show. She’d actually texted to tell me she’d seen it and had suggested that I should sympathise with how she felt with my cock up her ass because it probably felt the same as being sounded with a sundae spoon. I offered to stick a probe up her pee-hole anytime, then she could compare apples with apples!
“Maybe next time ” was her response. Interesting…
Danielle arrived late on the Sunday. She’d had to brave flying herself this time as I had been operating that day, but I’d hung around the airport to wait for her getting in so I could drive her back to my place. It was great to see her again finally, and I was pleased to feel the weight of her suitcase suggesting she’d brought some entertainment! We called in at a store to pick up some wine and other things Danielle liked which I didn’t. Wandering around the store Danielle would occasionally tease me by lifting her skirt as I followed behind her down a deserted aisle, revealing sexy lace panties. In one secluded corner of the premises she lifted up her top and flashed the matching bra couching her beautiful breasts. I had a full hard on by the time we made it back to the car!
As we drove into town my phone rang, the car infotainment system displayed the caller, it was Natalia! She didn’t call for chats, if she was calling it was only for one reason. I was just about to reach out and refuse the call…
“Answer it!” Danielle said, clocking the caller ID.
“That would be weird…” I replied.
Danielle didn’t argue with me, she just reached out and tapped the screen to accept the incoming call. I glared at her she silently covered her mouth in faux horror.
“Hello?” Natalia’s confused voice came over the car speaker after a few seconds of silence. “Can you hear me?”
“Eh yeah, yeah I can hear you” I stammered as Danielle smiled at me.
“Just wondering if you are in town tonight?” Natalia asked “I’m at a loose end.”
“Eh? Tonight? Ahh tonight is probably not…” I started to reply before Danielle piped up.
“Tonight is great!” she announced enthusiastically “why don’t you come round?”
“Who is this?” Natalia asked, confused by the unknown voice.
“Ah… that’s Danielle… my girlfriend” I replied awkwardly.
There was a moment of silence at the other end and I imagined Natalia trying to decide how to politely decline.
“You should definitely come, I’d love to meet you…” Danielle cajoled Natalia “…say 9pm?”
“Uh.. OK, yeah… sure” Natalia responded, clearly not really knowing what else to do.
“Great! See you soon!” Danielle replied, tapping the screen to end the call again.
I turned to Danielle who was looking smug.
“What the hell?! It’s going to be really weird if she comes round when you’re here.” I said to her.
“I want to meet the woman my boyfriend is screwing on the side!” Danielle replied, reminding me that my relationship with Natalia existed entirely at her majesty’s pleasure.
We got back to mine at about 8:30pm, just time to get settled in, before Natalia arrived a little after 9pm.
I answered the door a somewhat apprehensively, envisaging a very awkward evening of discourse instead of the reunion sex with Danielle I had been thinking about as we had wandered around the supermarket earlier. Natalia knew I had a girlfriend and that Danielle knew about her, but we’d never even joked about the two of them meeting. To be completely honest, a part of me was a little excited to have the two of them together, but I had pretty low expectations. I very much doubted this could become another Chloe situation.
Natalia and I didn’t usually stand on cerimony or exchange small talk beforehand, we both knew what this was about and it was less awkward that way. This time, however, Natalia didn’t immediately plant her lips on mine. Instead she greeted me with an uncomfortable “hello”. Seeing Danielle sitting in the lounge opposite looking at us, Natalia then walked past me and held out her hand.
“Hi” she said “I’m Natalia…”
“Natalia, this is Danielle…” I said as Danielle got up from the couch “… Danielle, Natalia.”
“He was going to tell you tonight didn’t suit, but I really wanted to meet the girl he’s been screwing when I’m not around” Danielle anounced with her usual tact and decorum.
Natalia wasn’t sure how to react and Danielle’s tone was ambiguous. I knew she wasn’t angry about it but I’m not sure Natalia did.
“Don’t worry, she’s trying to be funny.” I said trying to reassure Natalia.
“I can see why he’s into you. You’re really pretty.” Danielle said, looking Natalia up and down.
Natalia was wearing a tight fitting top with a plunging neckline and a pair of similarly tight fitting jeans which accentuated her long legs.
“Thanks” Natalia replied, not entirely sure what to make of the compliment.
Danielle offered Natalia a glass of wine which Natalia accepted and downed pretty quickly. I topped her up as Danielle chatted away. At first the conversation was quite one sided but as the wine began to take effect I was surprised to see the awkward air thin out as the pair began to converse more naturally. Two bottles in and they were laughing riotously (mostly at my expense) as though they were friends reunited. The subject matter had moved from the weather, through to life in Budapest, then to their shared amusement at my various idiosyncracies and was now beginning to skirt around the elephant in the room. Danielle broached the subject first, asking Natalia how she rated my performance in the sack. Natalia was sufficiently uninhibited now to give her honest opinion with little hestitation. The review was solid, if not glowing. Danielle shared her own reflections, rather as though I wasn’t even in the room, further bonding with her new found friend. Other than making the odd defense of myself, I was largely an observer to the conversation which became ever more frank by the minute. Danielle continued to probe Natalia with even more personal questions and despite the odd blush the alcohol was sufficient lubricant to elicit an answer. I could see where this was headed.
“Would you ever let anyone watch you?” Danielle asked coyly.
Natalia laughed awkwardly as though Danielle had made some sort of strange innappropriate joke. But of course I knew she was being deadly serious.
“You’re being serious?” she asked, still confused.
“Yeah she is” I confirmed, fully expecting even a fairly well hammered Natalia to turn around and walk out the door.
“You want to watch us have sex?” Natalia clarified, pointing towards me “I… uh… I’m not… I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“There’s a first time for everything.” Danielle smiled.
Natalia looked back at me. She hadn’t bailed immediately, but I judged that it was better not to give her to much time to think about it. I moved over toward her and began to run my hand up and down her thigh which was curled up on the sofa next to me. I lent in and kissed her neck, moving up onto her lips. Initially Natalia’s eyes remained open, staring out the side at Danielle, who was sitting watching us. But as I continued to caress her back and neck Natalia’s focus began to be drawn away from Danielle. Danielle sat quietly on the couch opposite, and I continued to distract Natalia.
After a few minutes of making out, Natalia began to relax into it and she started to make familiar noises of pleasure. I encouraged her out of her top, revealing an intricate, merlot coloured lace bra. It wasn’t really padded at all, Natalia’s breasts simply held inside the delicate transparent lace. I could see and feel her stiff nipples easily through the material. Rubbing my fingers over them caused Natalia to sigh gently. I had swollen inside my uniform trousers and Natalia could feel my boner pressing against her leg. As I kissed her neck and chest, licking her nipples through the lace, she undid my belt and trousers so she could gain access.
We stood up and sensually undressed one another down to our underwear in the living room, Danielle remaining seated on the couch eying our every move intently. I stroked Natalia’s back and cupped her glutes in my hands, squeezing them firmly and stretching them apart as I tongued her mouth, before placing one had on her breast and massaging it. Meanwhile, her hands made quick work of removing my shirt and trousers before reaching down to manipulate my engorged equipment over my briefs.
“Want to head into the bedroom?” I asked Natalia, who nodded having aparently now forgotten Danielle was even present.
Taking her hand I led her to my bed, inviting her to lay down. Danielle followed us in quietly. As Natalia lay back on the bed, Danielle sat down on the chair at my desk. She lifted her own skirt and slipped a hand inside her pants as Natalia and I continued on the bed. I reclined alongside Natalia and we kissed as I reached between her legs and pressed my hand against her panties. Natalia groaned as my motions stimulated her genitals for the first time. Using my other hand I slipped a strap of her bra off her shoulder and pulled the lace down to expose a breast. I caught Danielle leaning forward a little to get a better look. Then I began to suck on Natalia’s bared nipple. I placed my lips over it and flicked my tongue back and forth over the tip. Natalia moaned loudly as she felt the sensations on her stiffened teat combine with those radiating from her swelling clit.
“Ahhhh ” she sighed, then whispered quietly under her breath “you’re teasing me, lick my pussy”.
I didn’t immediately give in to her request, first removing her other breast from it’s lace restraint and applying the same treatment to her other nipple.
“Ahhhhhh… I want you to lick my pussy” she insisted again, this time audible to Danielle.
Once more I didn’t capitulate. Instead I reached down inside my briefs and took out my rock hard cock. I pulled her panties to the side to expose her perfectly formed labia. I spat some saliva onto where her clit was just poking out from between her lips and began to stroke the tip of my cock up between them. Natalia moaned and closed her eyes as my tip slipped through her slick slit and ran over her sensitive clit. Danielle couldn’t resist any longer and moved over from the desk to get a closer look. Danielle closed in towards us from the bottom of the bed. Natalia’s pussy was a thing of beauty, perfect in every way. Danielle paused to admire it for a moment, just breathing on it. I could feel her warm breath on my shaft and Natalia could feel the sensation too. She was already well lubricated, but Danielle leaned over and spat from above Natalia’s pussy another long thread of saliva that landed on her slit and flowed down to meet the tip of my cock as I massaged her back and forth with it.
Natalia moaned again as the head of my shaft once more passed over her exposed clit. I was about to get into position to start eating Natalia out, when Danielle pushed me aside. Without any warning she knelt down between Natalia’s legs and planted her lips over Natalia’s glistening vagina and began to attend to Natalia’s expressed need for cunnilingus. Natalia was overcome with delight as her divine organ was tended to by Danielle’s well practised tongue, yet she was completely unaware who was performing the act for her. Natalia called out my name as Danielle attentively licked her clit and pressed her tongue inside Natalia’s pussy. I knelt next to the pair of them, stroking my cock as I heard Natalia being brought ever closer to climax by Danielle. Seeing Natalia’s breasts floating up and down with every deep breath brought on by Danielle’s skilled oral administrations was mesmerising. I leaned down and planted my lips back on her swollen nipples and areola, once again caressing them with my tongue. As soon as I did so, Natalia realised that someone else was now involved. Opening her eyes, she saw my head on her chest then propped herself up to look down between her legs, where Danielle was engrossed in giving Natalia the best oral she’d ever had.
“Oh! Shit!” Natalia exclaimed as she realised she was now an unwitting party to a threesome.
I decided to distract her again, planting my mouth back upon hers and inserting my tongue inside while fondling her soft tits and erect nipples. Her head collapsed back down as she gave in to the sensations rather than protesting at the violation.
“Ohh that’s so good, oh YOU’RE soo good, don’t stop!” she called out as I returned to suckle on her inflamed breasts while Danielle continued skillfully lapping her smooth, juicy labia and firm swollen clit with her tongue.
But Danielle did stop. She sat up on the bed and maneouvered her own panties off to expose the moistened lips of her own pussy. Then sliding one of her legs under Natalia’s thigh and one over the top of Natalia’s pelvis, Danielle pressed her own pussy up against Natalia’s and rubbed it back and forth. Natalia propped herself up and a look of shock appeared on her face as she realised what was happening. But she was also enjoying the sensation. I watched intently as the girls clean shaven fleshy mounds pressed against each other and their female secretions mixed with one another’s dribbing out the sides. Both of the scissor sisters now moaned and groaned as each was stimulated by the massaging of the other’s soft, plush labia over her engorged, sensitive clit. Danielle took hold of Natalia’s thigh to pull herself closer and Natalia pushed back, her arms propped against the bed.
With Natalia now a little more upright, I was able to kneel and present my shaft to her mouth. She took it inside her obligingly and felated me competently despite the exhilirating experience of tribbing with another woman for the first time. Danielle propped herself nearer to signal her desire to get in on the action, and I switched between their mouths as they edged one another closer and closer to orgasm. I slid my throbbing shaft in and out of Danielle’s and Natalia’s mouths ever faster. With Danielle, I could hold her head and pull it towards me, forcing my manhood down her throat and causing her to gag over it. With Natalia I was gentle, not know how she would feel and keen for her experience with us to be one she would want to repeat. Eventually I could feel my own climax on the horizon.
“Fuck I’m gonna cum” I said, to both of them.
Releasing Natalia’s thigh, Danielle took hold of my shaft and gripped it firmly, pointing it between both their legs and stroking back at forth at speed. It took little effort on her part to cause me to shoot my load over their grinding mounds as the two of them moaned and panted loudly. Natalia was the first to cum, squeeling as the waves of her orgasm crashed over her. Danielle continued to thrust her pelvis throughout, squeezing her pussy hard against her partner’s, forcing their clits together. Eventually Danielle’s persistance was rewarded and she began to shake and pant as she climaxed. I heard the sound of the air expelled from her oriface as she contracted hard, and little bubbles of my cum mixed with Natalia’s and Danielle’s frothed from between their conjoined labia. Both girls collapsed backwards, breathing heavily.
We all remained silent for a while. I watched the beautiful sight before my eyes. Bra and panties pulled aside, Natalia’s semi-naked body lay intertwined with Danielle’s fully exposed lower half. Danielle was first to move, arising from the bed and heading into the bathroom, pulling her top over her head as she went, discarding it along with her bra on the floor. I heard the shower turn on as I turned back to Natalia.
“Umm… well that just happened” she said, blushing and looking down at her disheveled underwear. She readjusted herself, pulling her panties back across her dripping labia and returning her breasts to within the cups of her bra. Natalia got up and started to walk towards the bedroom door. I reached out and took her hand, holding her back.
“You don’t have to go,” I said “if you don’t want to.”
At that moment Danielle appeared at the bathroom door again.
“Anyone else want to clean up?” she asked looking towards us.
I got up, still holding Natalia’s hand and walked toward Danielle in the bathroom doorway. Natalia resisted briefly before following behind. My limp cock was still hanging out of my briefs slightly and once inside the bathroom I pulled those off. Danielle stood in front of Natalia and slipped her fingers into the elastic of her panties, kneeling down before her to slide them off. The she stood up again and reached around her back to release her bra, slipping it off her shoulders and dropping it to the floor. Danielle guided Natalia into the shower first and i followed. It was a tight squeeze, the three of us only just fitting inside, our naked bodies touching one another. Natalia looked unsure at first, her breasts pressed against Danielle’s as Danielle bathed her, running her hands all over Natalia’s body, focussing on her more intimate areas. I placed a hand on the small of each of their backs, rubbing up and down, eventually probing between their cheeks, my fingers gently teasing each of their as-yet-unexplored orifaces. My cock was already swelling again, squeezed unintenionally between the two girls legs. I groped their warm, wet cracks and slid my hands underneath to reach my fingertips into their moist lips. At the same time i rocked back and forth (as far as I could within the confines of the shower) stroking my shaft between their wet thighs. My cock strained, growing harder and harder with each stroke as my tightened foreskin retracted over my glans and corona, then slid back up over them again.
“Ready to go again?” Danielle asked.
I nodded and she motioned us all out of the shower, turning off the water. The three of us exited, dripping wet and Danielle walked over to the bathtub. There she bent over and holding onto the edge of the bath, presented her ass to me. I didnt’t need any further invitation and standing behind her, I thrust my rigid cock deep inside her slick, readied pussy. Danielle inhaled sharply as my girth spread her hole wide. I rocked back and forth, the sound of my thighs slapping against her wet bum made a satisfying rythmic accompaniment to Danielle’s tuneful groans of pleasure at the drilling she was getting. Meanwhile Natalia watched us transfixed. I’m sure she had never watched a couple have sex, right before her eyes. She moved closer to observe and Danielle reached out to take her hand, placing it on one of her breasts currently swaying under her chest, encouraging Natalia to squeeze and massage it as I continued to pummel Danielle’s pussy. I held her ass cheeks and stretched them apart, revealing her puckered sphincter. Licking my thumb, I placed it directly over her hole and pressed gently but firmly, slowly penetrating it, provoking squeels of delight from Danielle.
“Fuck us both!” Danielle eventually ordered me (and presumably Natalia).
I did as Danielle instructed, encouraging Natalia into position next to Danielle. She assumed the same position as Danielle obligingly, grasping the edge of the bath and presenting her rear. I withdrew from Danielle and a little more gently penetrated Natalia’s waiting passage.
“ah ah ah ah” Natalia called out rythmically with each thrust, as I filled her tight hole with the full length of my primed weapon. It didn’t take more than a few repetitions before I felt my muscles contract and I shot my load uncontrollably inside Natalia. I thrusted serveral more times, making an additional deposit each time before collapsing over her back, holding onto her soft supple breasts, fingering her erect teats in satisfaction with the evenings events.
However Danielle had further plans, she climbed underneath Natalia so that her face was between both our legs. As I withdrew my softening shaft from Natalia’s filled hole, Danielle pulled Natalia’s bum down over her face so that she could suck my cum out of her. Natalia still heavily aroused once more began to moan as she experienced this novel sensation and Danielle’s tongue probed her oriface and surrounding structures.
“Agh agh agh ahhhh ahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Natalia cried loudly as she orgasmed over Danielle’s face. Her vaginal contractions squeezing a combination of her own fluids and the last of my semen directly into Danielle’s mouth. Her legs shook and she collapse forward supporting herself with a hand on the tub. The change in position exposed Danielle’s face to me and I could see the mess of fluids up her nose and down her chin and cheeks. She licked her lips and wiped her face with her fingers before licking them clean, savouring every drop of our combined effusions. She licked Natalia’s pussy clean too, the finished up by sucking my semi-flaccid cock and nuts clean too, carefully retracting my foreskin to ensure she got everything.
After finally drying ourselves off, we retired back to the bedroom. Unlike Natalia and I, Danielle hadn’t yet had a second orgasm but she wasn’t ready to give up hope. She jumped onto the bed and lay down, spreading her legs wide.
“Have you ever eaten a girl out Natalia?” she asked.
“No” Natalia replied.
“Would you like to try?” Danielle suggested, reaching down beween her legs and parting her pussy lips. Natalia’s stared straight at Danielle’s exposed clit.
“I’m not sure.” Natalia answered hesitantly, glancing at me for approval.
Natalia sat down on the end of the bed and watched for a little while as Danielle played with herself, moving closer and closer until she was eventually resting her head on Danielle’s thigh, right next to her pussy.
“OK, just stick out your tongue, and lick right along there” Danielle encouraged caressing her finger along the length of her parted labia up to her clit.
Natalia stuck out her tongue and tentatively licked Danielle’s swollen protruding inner lips. Danielle moaned encouragingly.
“Mmmm that feels nice” she said
Danielle then began to guide Natalia in what to do, explaining to her how and where she liked to be licked. Eventually convincing Natalia to press her tongue inside her pussy. Within five or ten minutes, she didn’t need to instruct Natalia anymore.
“Ooooh sheiiittt, oh fuck, oh fuck…. oooohhh your gonna make me cuuuuummmmm” Danielle cried as Natalia focussed in on her yearning clit.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop, yes, right there, right theeeerraaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Danielle exploded in orgasm, shaking and bucking. Natalia sat back and delighted in the results of her efforts, smiling and stroking Danielle’s inner thighs. A little stream of fluid trickled out of Danielle’s pussy, down her ass cheek and onto the bedsheet. Not as violent an ejaculation as usual, but clearly Natalia had pushed the right buttons for her.
Danielle breathed heavily as she recovered from her climax and basked in the serene afterglow.
“Oh my God…” Natalia exclaimed as she began to realise all that had just happened “…that was crazy, I can’t believe that just happened!”
I smiled at Danielle, knowingly.
“Snacks?” Danielle asked, getting up from the bed and wandering through to the kitchen completely naked. She returned with two glasses of water and a large packet of crisps held in her teeth, which she dropped onto the bed as she passed one glass of water to Natalia and took a drink from the second.
“I’ll sort myself out then” I teased.
Danielle rolled her eyes as she sat back down on the bed. As I walked out of the room I heard the Danielle pick up the conversation where she had left off earlier…
“So you’ve never had a threesome before?” she asked.
I didn’t hear Natalia’s reply but I was pretty sure I knew what it would be. I returned to the bedroom with a can of coke and the two wine glasses in one had, and the open wine bottle in the other. As I split the remainder of the wine into the glasses I heard the continuation of the conversation.
“… just a finger.” Natalia finished her sentence.
“Mmm, I like that, especially when I’m really close to cumming. But it’s nothing like the real thing.” Danielle replied.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“I can’t believe you’ve never treated this poor girl to a good ass fucking!” Danielle reprimanded me.
“Well I didn’t know if…” I started before being interrupted.
“I’ll teach you!” Danielle announced with glee “I’ve got just the thing!”
Danielle opened up her suitcase and rummaged around before holding an object above her head like a trophy.
“Found it!”
It was a silver conical butt plug, with a narrow tip that widened substantially at the base. Natalia saw it and immediately looked unethusiastic.
“Erm… I’m not so sure” she hesitated as Danielle approached her menacingly wielding the instrument.
“Don’t worry” Danielle replied “we’ll take it real slow. Here.” Danielle replied handing the butt plug to Natalia to inspect. “Turn over”.
With the implement of torture now in her hands, Natalia relaxed a little and rolled onto her front on the bed. Danielle placed a hand on each of her toned, young glutes and parted them to expose Natalia’s darken hole. Extending her tongue, she bent down and licked around the striated perimeter of Natalia’s sphincter before flicking her tongue back and forth over the puckered oriface. Danielle spat a long thread of saliva into Natalia’s parted crack and used her tongue to encourage it to flow down the channel over Natalia’s anus. Then she began to gently press her tongue against Natalia’s tightened hole beginning to stretch her out with the tip. Natalia made moans of pleasure as she began to experience this strange new sensation. Keen to get in on the action, I knelt down, my face next to Danielle’s, and she moved aside to allow my tongue to probe the crevasse. I licked from Natalia’s taint, up over her slightly widened ass hole all the way to the cleft of her cheeks, then back down again. Upon passing over her awakened anus I focussed on rimming her gently but firmly, probing the tip of my own tongue a little further inside her. Natalia’s breathing increased.
“That feels so good!” Natalia said
Danielle reached forward and took the butt plug from Natalia’s hands. She surrendered it quite willingly now that she knew how good butt stuff felt. Danielle reached between her legs and ran the cool metal tip of the plug through her moist labia, coating it in a glistening layer of her own excretions. I moved away to allow the surgeon to operate. Danielle placed a finger and thumb on either side of Natalia’s wetted opening and parted them, stretching it apart enough to accomodate the very tip of the freshly lubed training device. Natalia immediately withdrew as the cold metal contacted her sensitive area, the contrast with our warm tongues coming as a surprise.
“It’s OK” Danielle said gently “just try to relax, it’ll go in more easily.”
Danielle once more spread Natalia’s ass and aligned the tip of the butt plug with her parted hole, first gently pressing it against her then relaxing the pressure. She repeated this a few times, allowing Natalia to become accustomed to the sensation. Her goal was to get her used to the feeling before trying to insert the object deeper inside. At the same time as she coaxed Natalia’s ass into accepting the foreign object, Danielle licked a finger of her spare hand then reached underneath Natalia to find her clit, massaging it to distract from what would come next. She once more spat into Natalia’s crack and as the saliva flowed down and around the metalic obstruction, she pressed down more firmly, noticably stretching Natalia’s sphincter to accept the expanding metal. Natalia groaned uncomfortably as her ass commenced it’s training but Danielle doubled down the stimulation of Natalia’s clit to try and draw her attention elsewhere.
“You’re doing really well” Danielle encouraged her.
The process continued for some time, Danielle patiently acclimatising Natalia to having her anus filled with an object several times larger than the finger she had previously experienced. Natalia continued to express her discomfort each time her virgin asshole was violated with the cold metal probe but was eventually able to accomodate it entirely. Danielle was now inserting and withdrawing it at a steady pace and Natalia’s noises had transitioned from obvious dislike to what were sounding more like notes of pleasure. Danielle was also no longer rubbing Natalia’s clit. Intead she was ocassionally substituting the butt plug for her tongue, rimming Natalia and inserting it inside her stretched anal canal. Meantime, the sounds of Natalia’s pain and watching her being trained by Danielle had caused my boner to recover. It was standing to attention as I knelt next to the pair. Noting this, Danielle switched back to using the butt plug on Natalia, so that her mouth was then free to envelop my cock. She had filled her mouth with saliva and I could feel it as she stroked her lips up and down over my erect shaft, dribbling spit out the sides of her mouth. She only performed this for a breif period, enough to satisfy herself I was fully hard and sufficiently lubricated, then she motioned me into position. I swung my leg over and straddled Natalia’s thighs, shuffling up so that my shaft could be couched between her smooth soft cheeks. Danielle pulled them apart, and I pressed my cock down into the groove. The head of my shaft made contact with Natalia’s gaped passageway, howeever it was still obviously narrower than me. This was going to be quite the experience for her. I rocked forward, pausing as I met the initial resistance of Natalia’s tight clenching muscle.
“Try not to tense up” Danielle advised Natalia.
I pushed forward, overcoming the initial resistance and my saliva doused glans slid inside her. Natalia winced as I stretched her further than the butt plug had done. Continuing, slowly, I allowed the first third of my hard-on to penetrate deeper into her. Natalia yelped and inhaled trying to compose herself. Danielle slid her hand under Natalia’s belly and located her clit once more, tending to it to alleviate some of the pain. I withdrew a little and then as gently as I could, pressed forward again, this time allowing a little more of my cock to descend into her unexplored depths. Of course the deeper I went the wider she had to spread to accomodate me. She continued to groan in pain as I cleaved her in two.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked her.
Natalia shook her head, sniffled and raised a hand to her face, whiping tears from her eyes.
“No! Keep going, I can take it” she replied determinedly.
Danielle spanked Natalia’s right cheek hard.
“Yeah you can!” she cheered.
I thrust forward again, drilling further into Natalia, until I could reach no further. I was balls deep and she had taken the full length (and girth) of my manhood into her virgin asshole. I began to thurst back and forth, short strokes at first but eventually progressing to full travel, withdrawing my shaft entirely then re-entering her, plunging my raging boner as far inside her as it would go. Each time I did it, Natalia screamed. Initially in pain but after only a few strokes I could hear something welling up inside her. The pain was now pleasurable to her and she was building toward a climax.
“ha! ha! ha!” she called out with each pounding “something’s happening”
I wasn’t sure what she meant. Danielle was still working on Natalia’s clit and somehow she knew.
“Just let it come out, let it go, don’t try to stop it.” she instructed her, stroking her head.
“HA! HA! HAAAAA!” she cried out as I continued to ram my cock into her raw, aching hole “HHHAAAAA OH NO HAAA HA”
Natalia’s legs waved behind my back and her fingers splayed out as she orgasmed. I’d seen her cum before but this was way more intense, like she was possessed. A gushing sound emanated from between her legs as she convulsed underneath me and her sphincter contracted hard around my shaft. I continued to pile drive her throughout the onset of her climax as I felt the spasms of my own begin ripple through my cock. I fell forward on top of her, my erection boring even deeper into her as I unloaded inside her rectum.
“Oh my god!” Natalia exclaimed as I lay on top of her “I’m so sorry! I don’t know what happened. I thought it was an orgasm… I’ll clean it up!”
I now realised what they had meant earlier.
“It’s OK” I said, slowly withdrawing from inside her and moving off her to look at the large damp patch on the bed where she had gushed her own load.
“You squirted!” Danielle cheered excitedly “anal orgasm baby!!”
“What?” Natalia replied confused “I thought that wasn’t real. I thought I peed myself.”
“We’d have been OK with that too” Danielle joked “but you didn’t.”
“Huh?” a confused Natalia asked, not in on the joke.
“Nevermind” I answered “you were amazing. You took the whole thing, all of it!”
Natalia smiled back at me and rolled over onto her back again. Danielle lay down next to her.
“Told you it was worth it” she said.
After a few minutes recovering and eating more snacks, a slightly more sober Natalia began to think about the situation she found herself in. She stood up and started to gather her underwear, somewhat bashfully covering her breasts with her arm trying to not look like she was doing it. She pulled her panties on and up her long smooth slender legs.
“Where are you going?” Danielle asked “you can stay the night, you usually do right?”
“Well yes but…” Natalia was clearly trying to work out the parameters of this development in our friends-with-benefits relationship not to mention dealing with the fact she had just had sex with another woman for the first time, who just happened to also be the girlfriend of her casual partner. To be fair it was a bit awkward for her – although was basically another day at the office for Danielle and I.
“You should stay” I said “if you’re happy to?”
“Okaay…” Natalia gave in.
Natalia hadn’t brought her usual overnight bag, understandably given the circumstances, it wasn’t the evening she had expected! However Danielle offered to share her things and I found a spare toothbrush in the bathroom (Natalia didn’t leave anything at mine, to do so might risk things getting too ‘comfortable’ she once explained, better to keep things ‘clear cut’ she thought). It was now late and Natalia was operating the following afternoon so we went to bed. I slept in the middle with Danielle on one side and Natalia on the other. I slept very well that night.
The following morning the alcohol had fully worn off and a far more inhibited Natalia snuck out of bed to get redressed in the bathroom, however her movement around the small appartment was sufficient to wake both Danielle and I. She was clearly a little embarassed, recalling all that she had done in her innebriated state. She said a sheepish goodbye to Danielle and I as she headed downstairs for the taxi she had called.
“It was nice to meet you” Danielle teased, winking at Natalia “hopefully see you again sometime!”
Natalia blushed and smiled awkwardly.
“I’ll text you.” I said. She nodded then disappeared out the room as quickly as she could.
Chapter Six – The Danielle Disrobing
Danielle was in town for a couple of weeks. We didn’t see Natalia again but I exchanged some messages with her to make sure things were OK after our menage a trois. After some back and forth I think I managed to convey that we had both had a great time but we understood if it was something she’d not want to repeat. Natalia eventually confessed that while she had enjoyed the experience (and was keen to do more ‘butt stuff’!) she thought it could ‘get weird’ with Danielle (as if it wasn’t already!). I could understand her reluctance and explained to Danielle that she wouldn’t be seeing Natalia again any time soon.
“Shame…” Danielle said “…she’s really hot!”
The next few days were a bit of a wash out weather wise but we were quite happy to spend our time together in my apartment. We hung out, watching movies, chatting and of course making use of Danielle’s varied ***********ion of toys. We began to push the envelope in terms of our bondage play. Danielle loved the electro-torture particularly, encouraging me to test her boundaries more and more. In one session, I attached aligator clips directly to her swollen labia either side of her clit. The eletricity flowed through it causing repeated orgasms that she couldn’t stop. I forced her to cum ten or fifteen times until she was physically exhuasted and unable to orgasm any longer. Her clit was so sensitive the slightest touch caused her to yelp and quiver. I turned the Hitachi on it for several minutes while I went to get a snack, leaving her crying out hysterically begging for relief from the pain. It was only when I heard her yelling her safe word “Coca-cola” that I rushed back through to turn it off. She didn’t let me touch her again down there for two days, during which time I was restricted to just boobs and blow jobs. Not that I could complain.
I was therefore very excited when the sun eventually came out and we had our first day of good warm weather. It was apparently the beginnings of a forecast heat wave that had began to sweep the continent. I had scouted some locations earlier and had a plan for some outdoor activities that I thought Danielle might enjoy. I asked if she was now feeling back to normal downstairs and Danielle confirmed she had got herself off in bed that morning looking at the picture of Natalia I’d sent her after the first time we got together. I tried not to let my ego be too bruised.
We took my car to a nature reserve called Duna-Ipoly Nemzeti Park. It was a large hillside area overlooking the Danube with hiking trails and secluded spots. I packed a picnic (and a few other things) into my rucksack. We walked one of the trails for an hour or so from where we left the car. Danielle was wearing a short summer pleated skirt and vest top with a long sleeved checked cotton shirt. I was in my standard cargo shorts and a t-shirt. As we wandered the trail we passed a few other folks but it was relatively quiet being midweek. Danielle took delight in flipping up her short skirt to flash me at regular intervals along our walk. She was wearing a cute pair of white cotton panties underneath to match her white knee high socks. Quite the forbidden school girl vibe. Eventually we reached the spot I’d ***********ed for our picnic. It was a grassy hillside area, set back from the trail with a nice view of the river. The hillside gradient changed such that there was a spot you could sit that wasn’t visible even when looking down from the trail. I unfolded the picnic blanket I’d carried from the car and laid it on the slightly damp grass. The sun hadn’t yet fully dried out the rain showers we’d had over the last couple of days. I unpacked lunch from my rucksack onto the blanket and Danielle sat down next to me.
“This is beautiful, thank you.” Danielle commented.
We ate lunch togther and planned what we might do for the next few days of good weather. I suggested a return trip to the public baths and Danielle was in agreement. After we had eaten most of the items I’d packed, I took from my backpack two things I’d reserved. A punnet of sour cherries and a can of whipped cream. (The Balaton cherry is named after the lake we had visited during Danielle’s last trip). I waved the can and box at Danielle suggestively. She smiled and rolled her eyes. Then she looked up the hillside toward the path to check no one was looking. Realising it wasn’t visible from our spot, she lay back on the blanket and lifted her top and bra to expose her breasts. I squirted some of the cream onto each of her nipples and carefully placed a cherry on each one. Danielle giggled as I did so. Then I took out my phone and snapped a photo.
“Don’t be getting cream on my shirt!” she cautioned before giggling uncontrollably as I consumed a cherry from atop her breast and licked the cream off.
I followed up with the other one, to riotous laughter from Danielle. Although I’d removed all the cream, i continued to suck on her nipples and tease them with my tongue, causing them to become firm and erect. Then i placed another cherry inside her belly button and sprayed cream over the top. Again I licked the cream off, but had to try and extract the cherry with my tongue, much to Danielle’s delight as I tickled her navel.
Then Danielle propped herself up and slipped her panties off, placing them in her shirt pocket. She took the can of cream from me, lifted up the front of her skirt and squirted a line of it over her bare slit. I placed a cherry at the top.
“May I take your cherry?” I joked.
“I believe you already have.” she answered.
I licked the cream from her pussy and flicked the cherry into my mouth.
“mmmm” Danielle moaned as she enjoyed my tongue passing over her exposed mound “I want you so much right now!”
Danielle sat up, her breasts still exposed, and started to undo the belt around my shorts. Then she released the button and zipper of my fly, reaching into my briefs to extract my semi. She began to stroke it in her hand, squeezing as she passed over my glans. I looked around for any sign that someone might be nearby but saw and heard no one. The blood rushed into my cock causing it to swell in her grip, stiffening quickly. I licked her nipples and kissed her neck as she manipulated my growing manhood. After a minute or two, she spat into her hand and smeered it over my rigid shaft.
Then she directed me to lay back on the rug and swung her leg over to stradle me. Reaching down under her skirt Danielle guided my cock, sliding herself down onto it and leaning forward on top of me. We began to make out as she moved her hips back and forth, sliding up and down on my shaft. I puy my arms around her back and we embraced. This was a type of sex we didn’t often practice. No kinks or third parties. Just the two of us, connected and intimate, our tongues dancing together as we held each other.
I reached down and ran my hands under Danielle’s skirt to grip her ass. My finger traced down her crack to find her ass hole, which I teased playfully. We continued like this for a while, just enjoying one another. It was peaceful and serene, the sounds of nature all around us. There was a gentle breeze blowing up the hillside and I lifted her skirt to allow the cool wind to pass over her exposed cheeks. There was no loud cue of impending orgasm, Danielle was quiet, but I could hear her breathing changing and she began to thrust a little faster.
“I’m… ahh… I’m really close.” she sighed in a near whisper
“Me too” I replied, her rythmic gyrations and the unusual sensuality of this encounter bringing me steadily closer to climax.
I stroked the tip of my finger back and forth over her sphincter as Danielle’s breathing quickened to a pant. Her warm breath exhaled over my face as she rested in my chest. Then without any vocal drama she stopped thrusting and squeezed her legs together. I felt her pussy contracting around my cock, her thighs shaking against my own and her asshole quivering. It was zen-like. She exhaled and her eyes rolled back as she almost silently orgasmed on top of me.
I was really close, but not close enough. I didn’t cum inside her but I enjoyed watching her climax. I kissed her again and she rolled back onto the blanket.
“Sorry” she said after a moment.
“What for?” I asked
“You weren’t ready” she replied “want me to get back on? or I can suck you off.”
“It’s OK” I answered “there will be plenty of time for that later”
My cryptic response caused Danielle to raise an eyebrow. She slipped her panties back on and pulled her bra and shirt back over her breasts. I packed up the picnic items and folded the rug away.
“Onwards!” I instructed, pointing back up the hillside to the trail.
Danielle lead the way back up the bank and onto the path. As we rejoined, another couple passed us heading off track in almost the exact direction we had come from. That was fortunate timing, clearly what I thought was a secluded spot was actually quite well known to locals!
As we walked further along the trail, looping back towards the car, Danielle spoke of how much she had enjoyed what we’d just done. How it was a nice change of pace from our usual high energy activities and how she loved being close to me. This made me a little concerned she wouldn’t be into what I had planned next but she reassured me that she was up for anything with me. I wondered if she might regret saying that. My boner persisted for the next 30 minutes of hiking, spurred on by Danielle’s continued flashes as we walked the trail. As we got nearer to where I had parked, I spotted a distinctively shaped tree and knew this was the place to head off the beaten track once again. We walked into the woodland, away from the main route for about 15 minutes, eventually entering a small grassy clearing I had found on Google maps and reccy’d a couple of weeks ago. It was silent, apart from the odd sounds of birds flying overhead. In the middle of the clearing was a large fallen tree trunk and it was overgrown with folliage in some places. I put down my pack and turned to face Danielle.
“You ready?” I asked.
“Always!” she replied, smiling and raising her eyebrows.
I opened my pack and removed a length of rope from it. Guiding Danielle to lean back against one of the surrounding trees, I tied her to it, binding her hands securely behind the trunk. Then I positioned her feet apart and stepped back to admire my work. Danielle smiled, imagining what might come next. Next I removed a pair of scissors from my bag, the sort with rounded tips that you see used in A&E to cut patient’s clothing off. I started to cut up the left sleeve of her shirt.
“Hey!!” Danielle protested “I liked this shirt”
I continued to cut across the chest and then down the other sleeve, so that I was able to pull the entire thing off and out from behind her back. I cut off a piece of the fabric to make a gag which I then tied over her mouth. As I took the scissors to the bottom of her skirt Danielle protested in words muffled by the gag, but I sensed further disatisfaction with the destruction of her clothing. Nevertheless I cut upwards straight through the elasticated waistband and pulled the skirt out from between the tree trunk her bum, discarding it on the ground. I stood back again to appreciate the view. She looked sexy as hell in her white cotton panties, riding low over her hips and her matching tight fitting vest top (imagine Sigourney Weaver in Alien). I walked up toward her and began to grope her bare thighs, sliding my hands under the back of her panties. I fondled her breasts through her clothing, squeezing them roughtly as I licked her face. I pressed the bulge in my shorts against her, grinding up and down against her leg.
Then I pulled the bottom of her vest top away from her belly, tracing my finger around her navel. I took the scissors once more and cut through the material vertically up between her breasts to the neck. I cut each shoulder strap in turn and yanked the top out from behind her back. It caught on the bark of the tree and I heard it tear as I pulled on it. I began to stroke the exposed parts of her breasts, kissing down her neck and all over her chest, finally sliding the scissors between her bra and sternum. She drew a sharp intake of breath as the cold metal contacted her skin. She furrowed her brow and glared at me, clearly unimpressed with the fate her bra was about to meet. It took quite a lot of force to snap through the plastic internal support structure but it succumb. The cups fell open exposing her tits to me once again. I stood back and snapped a picture of desheveled Danielle on my phone, standing there in her panties, ankle socks and trainers. Then I returned to her, playing with her breasts, slapping them and pulling on her nipples causing her to groan in pain. Finally I made a cut up each side of her panties, taking hold of the front and pulling them up. The gusset was drawn up between her pussy lips like a cheese wire. I pulled them through her slit to moans of discomfort as the fabric abraded her sensitive parts. I inspected the material and noted the snail trail of glistening pussy juice it had gathered, putting them up to my nose to inhale her scent before pocketing them as a sort of trophy. Now completely naked, with the exception of her bra, the cups of which dangled from it’s straps against her protruding chest, and her socks and shoes, I stepped away from Danielle.
I stood a few feet from her and unzipped the fly of my shorts, extracting my eager cock and stroking it as I stared at her, bound naked and helpless, to the tree. I masturbated openly before her for a few minutes and she watched in silence. It was exilerating, standing in the open air stroking my dick and watching Danielle in her vulnerability. I had to be careful not to over do it though as I was already highly primed, I could have cum over her in seconds. Danielle got into the role, pulling at her bindings and moaning through the gag as though she were some sort of captive hostage. After enjoying the visual experience for a while, edging myself as close to cumming as I dared, I packed my member back inside my shorts, returned the scissors to the pack and took out a pair of black nitrile gloves. Danielle watched me pulling them over my hands with a snap, uncertain what was going to happen. Then I walked over to an overgrown patch of ground near the fallen tree and inspected the folliage for a moment. Spotting what I needed, I reached down a picked one of the green, ribbed leaves. Then I walked back over to Danielle, showing her the leaf.
“D’ya know what this is??” I asked.
Her eyes widened and she shook her head violently from side to side, clearly recognising the stinging nettle I was holding. I reached down between her legs with my gloved hand and began to stroke between her slit, coaxing her clit into emerging from between her damp labia. Slipping another finger inside her, I probed her for a little. With the nettle leaf in my other hand, I tormented her with it, passing it close to her bare breasts and face as she squirmed to escape being brushed by it. Then I knelt down so that I was eye level with her spread legs and I gently grazed the nettle leaf against her inner thighs. Danielle flinched instantly as the stinging hairs penetrated her delicate flesh. She began to moan in discomfort as the pain radiated out from the small contact points and an obious welt formed on each leg. I continued to finger her, rubbing her clit with my thumb until I heard her breathing increase. Knowing she was sufficiently aroused, I withdrew my fingers from inside her and pressed the leaf against her smooth, clean shaven vulva, dragging it all over her fleshy outer lips and pressing it into her hairless slit until it eventually tore in two. I threw it on the ground and got off on Danielle’s cries of pain as her delicate genitals were tortured by the instant searing sting. Entirely unstimulated, Danielle continued to groan and I knew it was because of the aching in her crotch rather than any sort of sexual pleasure. After what I deemed a sufficient period of pure pain, I reinserted my fingers inside her, taking care to only do so with the hand that hadn’t touched the nettle, and I began to stroke her g-spot. Her breathing quickened again as the pleasure of my fingers caressing her internals combined with the pain of her now inflamed and welted vulva to cause that pleasure-pain that she so enjoyed. I pressed my thumb into her slit and found her still firm clit to rub. As soon as I touched it though she screamed out in pain and sobbed. I guess some nettle hairs manaaged to embed themselves on it making her hyper sensitive. I continued to stimulate the interior of her pussy occassionally using her clit as a little pain booster whenever my motions seemed to be getting her too close to climax. After quite some time, eventually the stinging sensation began to wear off and my stimulation of her clit served only to increase her arousal levels. I could feel her pussy contracting around my fingers and she was perspiring in the heat of the day. Little beads of sweat formed over her exposed body making it glisten in the sunlight like a jewel. I pulled off the glove from the hand I had been handling the nettle with and discard it with the pile of clothing, then i reached up and started to fondle her breasts and nipples while I worked her. She was within a hairs breadth of her second orgasm of the day, but this time it was decidedly louder. I could judge her arousal levels both audibly and also by the amount of her own pre-cum seeping from her pussy and flowing down my hand. But I wasn’t ready to let her have it just yet though. I stood up and pulled the gag down from her mouth so I could kiss her as I continued fingering.
Before I had a chance to though, Danielle spoke.
“I really need to pee” she said.
It was warm and we’d probably both drunk over a litre of water since leaving the car so it made sense. I pressed just below her belly where her bladder was and she groaned. I guess she was pretty full.
“So you do.” I answered “OK then.”
I had developed a strange fascination with watching her pee. It turned me on that she would let me watch her perform an act usually so private. I slid my fingers out from inside her and knelt down again to spread her reddened labia apart for her, causing her further pain. I could also feel the stinging sensation on my fingers as I touched the area I had rubbed with the nettle. Danielle closed her eyes and I watched the muscle above her pee hole dilate as a stream of liquid sprayed out from within her. It landed on the grass below making a sound like a trickling brook as Danielle exhaled at the relief felt. Adjusting finger pressure either side of her parted lips allowed me to direct her flow accross the ground, making her giggle in amusement. She lasted for quite a while, eventually petering out and dribbling down her reddenned thighs, towards her long socks. I took the panties from my pocket and wiped up and between her legs for her – the material rubbing against her stung parts again caused her to inhale at the pain. Then I resumed stroking her g-spot, placing my tongue in her mouth as I did so and pulling and twisting one of her nipples. Danielle began to moan once again and squeezed my fingers tight with her pussy.
My boner was raging at this point and my balls ached a little from the long period without release. But I knew how I wanted to take her. Just as she began to approach a climax again, I slapped her pussy hard, causing her to scream in agony. Her scream was loud and obviously indicated distress and I was concerned someone may have heard it and come running. I stepped away, moving behind the tree to release her bindings. She sighed in frustation as I denied her the orgasm she had been patiently enduring the pain for. Then I led her by the hand into the middle of the clearing. I removed her broken bra and laid her face down across the fallen tree, her legs splayed straddling the wide trunk. I tied her hands to a protruding branch stump. She was quite the picture, ass and pussy presented nicely between her long legs covered only by her long socks from the knees down.
The rough bark was uncomfortable against her bare breasts and irritated her still sensitive pubic mound as they rubbed up together. But I had worse in store for her. Reaching into my rucksack I removed a utility knife and a large piece of root ginger. I carefully peeled one end of the ginger and carved it into a sort of bulbous shape. Danielle turned her head but couldn’t really see what I was doing as I had my back to her. Folding the knife away and placing it back in the pack, I removed the remaining glove from my hand and discarded it as well. Then I parted her ass cheeks with my thumb and forefinger, revealing her puckered and as yet unscathed, anus. I spat into the gap and spread saliva around her clenched asshole. Danielle sighed in pleasure at the stimulation as I depressed the freshly peeled root into her now well lubricated oriface. Her pleasure didn’t last long as the heat of the ginger began to penetrate the sensitive internals of her violated ass hole.
“Oh fuck that burns!” she said “what is that, it’s worse than the nettles!”
“Ginger” I answered “I believe this is called figging.”.
Danielle groaned as the burning sensation radiated through her back passage. I held the ginger root in place so she was unable to expel it, try as hard as she did. As she squirmed I inserted two digits back inside her still dripping wet pussy and began to finger fuck her aggressively, attempting to balance out the anal pain, with some success. Danielle began to call out each time I forced my fingers deep into her. As she started to build towards her climax again I would let off and allow the ginger to continue to permeate her butt hole.
“Please take it out!!” she begged, but I refused to comply.
After edging her for several more minutes and teasing her by pulling my carving out and then thrusting it back into her ass, I eventually relented and withdrew the root entirely. However, that actually provided little relief in the short term and she continued to groan in discomfort as the natural oil continued it’s burn. Her little anus was very red and very inviting. I retrieved a condom from my day pack and, undoing my shorts to release my throbbing rod once more, crowned it with the Durex (“ribbed for her pleasure”). It was unusual for me to use one, but I didn’t want the ginger stinging me for the rest of the day. I straddled the tree trunk and aligned my boner with the little red target between her white cheeks, pressing my tip inside her partially. Her tortured hole spread involuntarily to accept my latex shrouded glans.
“Ahhhhh hahaha!!” she yelled out as the unlubed rubber entered her sore oriface, the friction worsening the pain already felt. Her cry startling some nearby birds into flight.
I reached around and under her belly, between her splayed legs and found her clit, massaging it with the tip of my finger as I bored her rectum deeper. Her tender hole stretched wider, the condom ribs stimulating it as I filled her with the full length of my straining shaft. I felt my finger begin to tingle a little as I made contact with the stinging nettle hairs she still bore between her abused slit. She was really wet and the combinations of stimulation caused another trickle of her copious secretions to flow down her inside leg, soaking into her sock. I started to thrust in and out of her raw asshole, pounding against her glutes at the end of each stoke. She yelped after each and every blow.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!” she cried “oh fuck that hurts, oh shit!!”
I could hear her voice breaking and knew she was close to her limit. But I continued, eventually hearing familiar sounds of her approach to climax and this time I didn’t cut her off. I continued piling her asshole and furiously rubbing her now engorged rigid clit, flicking it rapidly between my fingers.
“Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh don’t stop, don’t stop, FUCK YES right theeerrrreeeee!!!!” Danielle’s words morphed into a loud screaming orgasm. No doubt it was audible from the trail if not the entire nature reserve.
She shook as the waves of her second climax of the day pulsated through her whole body. I withdrew from her ravaged asshole and whipped the condom off, just in time to spurt my load over and between her ass cheeks. It dribbed down her crevasse, flowing over and into her still dilated sphincter, and down over her taint, to the opening of her soaking wet pussy. A puddle of her squirt covered the tree bark just below. After squeezing the last of my cum out onto her ass cheek, I wiped the tip of my cock with what remained of her panties and packed it back into my shorts. Then I undid Danielle’s bindings so she could stand up, something she did only after a few minutes of recovery time. Her breasts were impressioned with the pattern of the tree bark and her pussy was red and covered in little welts. My cum and her own fluids flowed from between her legs running onto her socks and dripping onto the ground between her legs. She wiped away some tears that ran down her cheeks. She looked so hot to me, I wanted to fuck again immediately! Sadly though I was in need of some time to recover as well.
“Fuck that was intense” she said, undoing the gag from around her neck “you’re not coming near my ass for a while, it still hurts like a motherfucker!”
I laughed and started to pick up the remnants from next to the tree where I had tied her up, putting them in my rucksack.
“I can’t believe you cut up my clothes! You better not have packed me something horrific to wear instead!” she warned, picking up her broken bra and tossing it to me to also put in the pack.
“I didn’t bring you anything else to wear” I said shaking my head.
Danielle looked at me trying to work out if I was kidding or not and a momentary look of horror appeared on her face when she realised I was indeed telling the truth. Other than her shoes and socks, she was walking back to the car naked. I wasn’t entirely sure how she would react to this. I knew she liked the feeling of exposing herself in public, but she had always been in control of that before and could have covered up if need be. This time she wasn’t. I did of course have the picnic blanket just in case she really wasn’t into it, but after a few minutes of uncertainty she eventually worked up the courage to walk out of the woodland back towards the path with me. With everything packed into my backpack, I handed her the panties from my pocket and she wiped her backside, pussy and inner thighs clean of bodily fluids, licking a little of them up with her fingers first.
We made our way from the clearing back in the direction of the trail. It was so hot watching her walk stark naked through the woods, nothing but those sexy white knee high socks and trainers on. Her little ass would wiggle pleasingly as she stepped over the obstacles that littered the forrest floor. I filmed her from behind and up front using my phone. Her breasts gently bounced up and down as we walked, no longer constrained by a bra. There was little breeze in the woods yet despite the warm day it was still cool enough in the shade that her nipples remained erect the whole time. We talked as we walked and Danielle confessed that she was incredibly turned on by the whole experience, one of the hottest things we had done. I was pleased my plans had paid off. She was one hundred percent petrified we were going to run into someone but I reasured her we could just run back into the trees if we heard anyone coming the other way. She tried to convince me to strip down too but I declined (there was only one picnic blanket after all!). As we approached the trail, the tree line began to thin out and we paused to listen for anyone on the path. Hearing nothing I emerged first confirming nobody was in sight and gave her the all clear. She emerged from behind a tree and onto the path. We held hands and continued to walk towards our parking spot. There had been a couple of other cars parked there when we arrived and I told her she could have the blanket when we got closer. A few minutes on and I heard a different sound. I wasn’t sure what it was at first then I realised it was the sound of tires on the gravel track. I turned around and could see back several hundred meters, two bikes rounding the corner.
“Oh shit, bikes!” I said “Here, take this!”.
Danielle turned to look and could see the two cyclists approaching at speed. She looked back at me but didn’t take the blanket from my outstretched hand.
“Fuck it.” she said, taking hold of my other hand, and continued to walk along the path, not looking back.
A few seconds later, the cyclists flew past. One of them turned back to get a good look and wolf-whistle as they both sped by. Danielle’s face turned red but she just kept walking, head held high, her bare chest pushed out confidently.
“Arghh!!” she exclaimed once they were out of earshot “that was so embarrasing!! I’m actually going to die!!”
“You have nothing to be embarrased about” I reassured her “you are sooo sexy! I bet those guys got instant boners. Definitely an image for the spank bank.”
As we neared the end of the trail, I asked her if she wanted to cover herself up with the blanket, suspecting there might be more people around or potentially kids. She agreed and wrapped it around her shoulders. As it happened there were no other cars or people present when we finally got back to our vehicle. I retrieved a sports bottle of water from the boot and suggested applying some over her genitals to provide some relief from the continuing irritation of the stinging nettles. She leaned against the side quarter of the car and opened the blanket exposing herself to me. I tipped the bottle up and squeezed a cool stream of water over her red labia and inner thighs to sighs of relief. Then she suggested using it as a douche to provide some relief to her burning asshole. She bent over the bonnet and reaching back with a hand on each cheek, spread them for me. I carefully inserted the mouthpiece of the bottle just inside her still raw sphincter and squeezed it to fill her with a cool water enema. Danielle moaned in pleasure this time, almost like she was turned on by it.
“Ohhh fuck that so nice” she said “fill me up”.
I emptied the contents of the bottle into her rectum before gently extracting it from her asshole. Danielle then squatted down behind the car and forcefully expelled the water in a puddle on the ground, sighing as the cool stream coursed through her stinging anus.
“Mmmmm” Danielle said in pleasure at the sensation “that’s sooo good.”
I opened the passenger door and helped her in before getting into the drivers seat and chucking my pack in the back. I started the engine and turned on the AC to cool the cabin down. Danielle removed her shoes and socks and put her feet up on the dash, tilting an air vent to blow a stream of air between her legs, simultaneously drying and cooling her nether regions. She wound the seat back and relaxed for a few minutes. I took the opprtunity to roll my own seat back and made out with the stark naked girl in my car for a little while.
Eventually I suggested we should probably get moving and advised Danielle of the safety risk of having her feet on the dash, which she duly ignored. The road was quiet initially, but we began to encounter more traffic as we made our way back towards civilisation. So she put her feet down and pulled the blanket back over her still bare chest. Her crotch remained exposed and visible to me the whole time though and Danielle took the opportunity to tease me as I drove, putting on a dramatc show of masturbating next to me. She spread her legs and held her labia wide open, loudly moaning as she rubbed her still somewhat inflamed clit which protruded noticeable from its hood of skin. She took it up a notch when she started to finger herself, reaching over to rub my cock through my shorts at the same time, summoning it back into full erection. I’m not sure if she really orgasmed or if she just put it on for my benefit but after she finished convulsing next to me on the approach to our exit from the highway, she leaned over the center console and started to undo my shorts. I protested momentarily – again citing safety concerns like a dork – but in reality I was more than happy to have her pleasure me for a bit. Danielle extracted my cock and gripped it firmly in her hand, stroking it back and forth with a twisting motion. She spat a little on her hand and spread it down the length of my shaft, allowing her hand to glide more easily over my skin.
“Does that feel good?” she asked, knowing the answer
“Mmm yeah” I replied “you’re so good at that, but hold it tighter”
“Sure. You like it tight don’t you? Just like Natalia’s little virgin asshole huh? Chloe’s too! ” Danielle said, her dirty talk further arousing me as she strengthened her grasp on my cock and stroked it.
“Just like your little hole today.” I replied, recalling as she stroked me, the sensations of first penetrating each of the three women anally.
“Who’s ass did you enjoy the most?” she asked casually “Honestly, I won’t be offended.”
I thought for a moment about whether to lie and say I enjoyed hers the most, but I figured she already knew the answer anyway.
“Chloe’s” I replied “she was sooo tight, I thought I was going to tear her in half when you convinced her to let me… use her.”
“I thought you’d say her, I’ve fingered that ass and she is fucking tight! I loved watching you plough her, it was so hot.” Danielle reflected, continuing with the handjob “I’m glad you got to enjoy her. She told me she hurt for days! Don’t think you’ll ever be inside her again! Did it feel anything like this?”
Danielle squeezed the base of my shaft hard before placing my bell end inside her warm, moist mouth and sucking my glans back and forth through her clenched lips. As she sucked my cock and fondled my ballsack inside my briefs, I imagined slipping in and out of Chloe’s stretched hole and the cries of pain she had made as I took her. I began to feel the onset of a second orgasm. As I neared the edge, thinking about tearing Chloe’s toned little butt cheeks apart, I placed one hand on Danielle’s head and held it down. Danielle opened wide and my shaft slipped down into her throat making her gag. I knew she wouldn’t mind me abusing her so I didn’t let go. I held Danielle’s head in position as she struggled against me instinctively, like Chloe had when I forced myself inside her. Eventually ejaculating into Danielle’s gullet, she choked on my load and spluttered a combination of phlegm and spunk over my shaft as I finally let her up for air. But she didn’t complain, she licked me clean as I continued driving and returned my finally wilting cock back to my pants before zipping up my fly for me.
We were now driving through the outskirts of the city and needed to take more care as we moved at slower speed through the narrowing, pedestrian lined streets. Danielle covered up fully with the blanket and behaved herself until we parked up outside my apartment. I got out first and looked around to check there wasn’t anyone within view and then opened the door to let her dash up the stairs. Back in the safety of the apartment she dropped the blanket on the floor and headed straight to the shower to clean up. I stripped down and followed her in, hoping for another opportunity to get into one or more of her orifaces. But she was done for the day and I didn’t blame her. We washed and dried one another affectionately, then collapsed onto the sofa naked.
Epilogue – The Danielle Denial
The predicted heatwave materalised and over the next few days the temperature outside (and in my apartment) steadily climbed to the point where wearing clothes was only done when leaving the building. The heat became oppresive to the point where neither of us really wanted to go anywhere. My bedroom had an AC unit, so we were at least able to retreat in there to cool down from time to time, and could sleep relatively comfortably aside from the noise of the fan running.
We usually slept naked together, even when it wasn’t a million degrees. At some point during the night, unless we had been particularly active the preceeding day, one of us would awake to find the other groping them in some way. To say Danielle and I had a healthy sex life would be an understatement. In fairness, the nature of our long distance relationship did mean we had significant dry spells to make up for. It was pretty common for us to enage in some form of sex at least two or three times a day if not more. That’s not to say we didn’t do other stuff, but given the conditions, this visit was particularly productive in the bedroom department as we really had few other places to be!
On the morning of Danielle’s last day I was laying in bed trying to work out how many times we had had sex. I hadn’t been keeping count and I wasn’t even sure how to dilineate sessions on some ocassions. I thought about just counting orgasms, but if we both came then it didn’t seem fair to consider that as twice. I thought counting distinct acts was an option, but that had it’s own problems as we tended to mix things up quite a bit. As I was pondering whether I should just use the times we weren’t performing any sex act as a buffer between I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts by Danielle climbing over my face. She had her thighs on either side and her legs over the top of my arms, pinning my shoulders to the bed.
She sat down so her pussy was directly on front of my face.
“Lick!” she commanded authoritatively
I stuck my tongue out and proceeded to do as instructed. I liked to tease her when performing oral. Starting firstly with where her labia met her thighs, licking only in that crease and just breathing over her pussy instead. Then when she got worked up and demanded I turn my attention elseshere, I would direct my tongue only on her outer lips. Trying my best to avoid making any contact with her inner lips or clit. This too would become incredibly frustrating for her after a while. Finally, when she couldn’t take it anymore, I would allow the tip of my tongue to press into her slip and run from bottom to top, grazing the edges of her inner labia and flicking over her clit. I took my time with the process, so that by the time my tongue eventually contacted her clit, she was so horny that even the lightest contact would result in moans and sighs of delight. This was exactly the approach I took this morning as she straddled my face. However today I had decided to make her wait much longer for it. My plan was simple – I was going to deny her an orgasm for the entire day. Build her up repeatedly, then at the last moment, ruin it. I wanted to see how intense her climax would become after a full day of anticipation and frustration. And I knew exactly when and where I was going to let her have it.
As my tongue danced over Danielle’s clit, she became quite wet, and she seeped down my chin. I pressed my tongue deeper between her warm moist lips, allowing her juices to run into my mouth. I savoured her wonderful flavour and continued gently lapping her up, teasing her clit as I went. I was keeping her on the edge, retreating from her most sensitive spot whenever I detected her rallying, only venturing back after her arousal had subsided. It was maddening to her and she was desparate for a release but I frustrated her several times before she eventually expressed her annoyance.
“For fucks sake! Please let me cum, I can’t take it anymore!” she exclaimed as yet again I withdrew my tongue from her clit just prior climax.
“I don’t think so” I replied, shaking my head, “we’re going to work on your patience today.”
“Huh?” she asked.
I explained my intent to her, that I wanted to see how long she could hold out.
“But it’s our last day together, I wanted lots of orgasms!!” she protested.
“What if you could have the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had instead?” I countered.
This seemed to intrigue her at least and she accepted the deal for now. She climbed back off my face and headed into the shower. I followed her to ensure there was no cheating!
As we showered together I continued to tease her. My morning wood rubbed between her legs and I steered it between her lips, rubbing her clit with the tip of my shaft, enjoying the feeling as it pressed into my pee hole. Turning to lather her back I pressed my errection between her cheeks and jerked myself off, eventually nutting up her back as I reached around and played with her labia between my fingers. Having satisified my own desires, I released her, rinsed my cum off her and stepped out of the shower. Danielle was not impressed but she followed me out and silently dried herself off.
We ate breakfast together in the warm kitchen, still without a stitch on, as we tried to maintain our cool. Danielle decided she wanted to sunbathe before it got to the hottest time of day so she walked out onto my balcony. It overlooked the river but was not itself overlooked so nude sunbathing wasn’t a problem. She sat down on the sun lounger with her eyes closed. I took the time to go and check my emails and look at my upcoming schedule. I was due to operate a late flight that day so was planning to accompany Danielle to the airport and just report early after seeing her off.
I was gone for 20 minutes or so, but when I returned to Danielle, I caught her red handed. As stepped onto the balcony I could see she had one hand squeezing her nipple and she was using the other to rub her clit. She didn’t notice me at first, she was so engrossed in her own pleasure. I stood and watched her from behind, stroking my cock at the same time, enjoying the voyeurism of the moment. She was deep in fantasy, her mouth and lips moving as if in silent conversation, the only noises were her buidling moans of pleasure whenever her fingers stimulated just the right area. Her ‘mmms’ and ‘ahhs’ began to become more frequent and she adjusted position in the lounger, spreading her legs so she could penetrate herself with her fingers as she continued massaging her clit. I stepped toward her quietly and reached for the glass of ice water on the table next to her, picking it up carefully so as not to make a sound. Danielle was close, her fingers were moving quickly in and out of her pussy with a squelching sound and she had sat up, her abdominals contracting as she neared the ellusive moment she so desparately wanted. Just as it was about to arrive, I tipped the ice cold water over her breasts and it flowed down her belly onto her raging heat. Danielle shreaked as the shock of the freezing liquid running over her warm skin obliterated any chance of climax. She jumped up and turned to face me, glaring at me in silence.
“No cheating.” I said, wagging my finger at her patronisingly.
She stormed off back to the bedroom to dry herself off. I followed behind her, sensing I needed to make up for my actions or I might not make it to the end of the day to give her what she so craved. I had a surprise gift for her that I had intended to give her later, but as I thought about it, it worked to give it to her now. I took the box from my bedside cabinet and handed it to her.
“Here” I said, reaching around from behind her.
“This better be a bloody good present to make up for that!” she replied, clearly still annoyed.
“I think you’ll like it” I answered as she took it from me and opened the box.
Inside the discrete outer packaging, was a further more overt box showing what was clearly a sex toy positioned alongside a smart phone. The entireity of the text on the packaging was in Chinese, however the reviews I had read online explained how it functioned, evening if the “english” manuals were completely indecipherable. It was designated a ‘bluetooth wifi remote smart internal happy massager’ (I’m sure the name was more catchy in the original Chinese.) However in essence it was a vibrator that you could control with an app on your phone or, and this was what sold it to me, someone else could control from their phone remotely. I had envisaged this adding a bit more excitement to our FaceTime calls.
“How does it work?” Danielle asked as she removed the silicon device from the plastic packaging.
I held down the hidden button on the device and it pulsed indicating it was now on. Then I took my phone from my desk and opened the app which I had already paired with it.
“Like this” I replied, adjusting a dial on my phone’s screen. The device began to whir quietly.
Danielle gripped it in her fist.
“Oooh” she exclaimed as she felt the strong vibrations.
I ramped up the setting on my phone to maximum. Even then it was barely audible in her clenched fist.
“Holy shit!” Danielle laughed as it pulsated in her hand.
“Allow me.” I said taking the device from her and turning the vibrations down to their lowest setting.
I reached down with it between her legs and feeling with my fingers while looking into her eyes, I found the opening to Danielle’s already well lubricated snatch. I gently inserted the pulsing device fully. It was shaped with an inner bulb and an outer ‘wing’ that sat over Danielle’s vulva, transmitting the vibrations to her labia and clit.
Danielle smiled as it entered her, stretching her pussy open and conveying subtle rippling vibrations deep into her inflammed sex. I adjusted the intensity, feeling the device as I did so to get an understanding of the range and patterns available. As I moved up through the speeds the feeling took Danielle by surpise and her legs gave way a little.
“Ahhhhh” she exhaled as her eyes rolled back.
I dialed the setting back a little to ensure she didn’t get over excited then I let go of the device and I was pleased to see it was light enough that remained inside her unsupported. The rest of the morning was spent with me teasing her remotely. Allowing her extended periods of low stimulation and brief times of greater intensity, edging her close to orgasm before turning the device off completely. By the time we got to lunch time, the combination of ambient temperature and her state of permanent arousal was causing Danielle to overheat.
I suggested a trip back to Lake Balaton to cool down but Danielle didn’t fancy the long car drive, then I remembered hearing about an area of the city called the Roman Coast, where the Danube still had sandy banks that allowed access for bathers. I googled it and worked out how to get there from my apartment. Leaving of course meant putting on clothes, but Danielle was willing to make the compromise for the promise of a cool swim in the river. Excited by her experiences hiking, she ***********ed a baggy light top that she pulled over her otherwise unencumbered breasts, combined with a simple short sarong to cover her bikini bottoms. If she was going for a swim, it would be a topless one.
Donning her flip flops she made her way down the stairs with me. We navigated the public transport system and arrived at the spot 30 minutes later. The area was a sandy river bank, separated from the parallel roadway by some trees. There were already a few folk paddling in the cool water as we arrived and they were soon joined by a couple more who emerged from the river in full swimwear. Hot from our trip on the public bus, Danielle immediately dropped her sarong next to me and stepped out into the water until it was ankle deep then sat down in the gently lapping waves. The water began to soak into her top and weight it down, forming the upper dry section over her boobs. I sat down with my pack as I wasn’t keen on leaving our valuables unattended on the beach. Retrieving my phone from my pocket, I opened up the app to turn Danielle’s vibrator on to a low level. I hadn’t used it all on the way as I was unsure how long the battery would last and I think Danielle had momentarily forgotten she was still ‘wearing’ it. As soon as I activated it she turned round and looked in my direction and bit her lower lip, clearly suppressing her instinctive reaction. Then she turned back to look out into the river again. I began to increase the intensity to a higher level and cycled through the various patterns of vibration. I could see her chest rising and falling more rapidly as I cranked things up. I turned it off again and she looked back at me, this time with an expression of frustration.
Danielle stood up and walked out into the river until the water was waist high, probably attempting to damping things down, down below. She turned around standing to face me and I could see that the water had splashed up her top which was now semi transparent, revealing the underside of her breasts clearly. The water was obviously cold, her nipples were protruding prominently even through the drier part of the fabric. I looked around to see if there was anyone else looking her way and noticed a couple of school age boys in swimming shorts on the beach, one of whom was pointing in her direction. They put me in mind of the first time I’d seen Danielle in french class and been mesmerised by her rack. It made me long for those days again, the adrenaline of disovering new things with her, the summers spent together with Kara. After a few moments staring, one of the lads started to move quickly into the water and I summised what was probably going on. It made me laugh out loud to myself.
When I turned back to find Danielle, I couldn’t see her. I scanned the water and then spotted just her head bobbing up and down quite far out. I watched her swimming for a few minutes then decided to beckon her back by turning on the vibrator again. However when I attempted to do so, I discovered the device was either out of range, not entirely waterproof or the battery was flat. I returned my phone to my pocket and retreated to the shade of a nearby tree while I waited on her to emerge – which was now going to be a sight to behold. Poor boys.
Sure enough, 5 minutes later I could see Danielle swimming back towards the shore. I retrieved the towel we had brought between us from my bag. As she got into shallower water Danielle had no choice but to stand up. Her torso emerged from the water, her now almost completely transparent top clinging to her skin revealing every curve of her hips, belly and breasts. Her nipples were clearly visible, erect under the soaked fabric. The water flowed off her hair and down her body as walked towards the dry land, dripping wet, her hips swaying as she moved over the soft sandy ground. The two boys from earlier were standing waist high in the water near where Danielle emerged and they tracked her movement, one of them peered over his shades, not blinking once. I considered running over to her with the towel, to protect her modesty, but I was actually enjoying the sight too much myself. Despite the fact I had seen her fully topless on countless ocassions, there was something uniquely hot about the wet t-shirt look. The way it almost-but-not-quite revealed her body, the sheen of the sunlight catching her wet form, it just looked so sexy.
As I followed her movements up the river bank Danielle did something quite surprising. As she stepped onto dry sand she lifted her water logged top up over her head and removed it so that she was now completely exposed, in full view of the small gathering of people in the vicinity. Unphased though, she rang her top out as she walked. I can only imagine how gutted the two boys must have felt to be standing in the river with only a view of Danielle’s back at this point. As she approached me she held out her hand for the towel and, knowing what it was like to be a teenage boy, I decided to throw them a bone(er).
“Turn around” I said to her
“Huh?” she replied, looking a little confused.
“Turn around” I repeated.
Danielle, with a slightly contemptuous look on her face, did as she was told and turned to face the water. The boys errupted with glee and I smiled. delaying a moment before wrapping the towel around Danielle’s shoulders.
“Uh thanks” Danielle replied, clearly unaware of what was going on.
Danielle dried herself off and then lay down on the sand, still topless, to soak up some sunshine. I managed to hang her top from a tree branch and it didn’t take long for the heat of the day to dry it out more or less. I went for a swim myself while Danielle enjoyed her new found freedom. I noted a couple of older female swimmers shaking their heads when they saw her, but nobody really challenged her. I was thankful because I honestly had no idea what the rules in Hungary were when it came to public indecency. For all I knew she was committing an heinous crime. The river was still quite cold so I didn’t swim for very long (although it did ensure there wasn’t too much movement in my trunks given Danielle’s earlier display). When I emerged, Danielle was re-applying sunscreen to her arms and chest. She pulled her only slightly damp top back on and after allowing my shorts to air dry for a few minutes, we departed. We had probably only been there for 30 minutes, but unless you were in the river it was unbearably hot even in the shade. The bus ride back again did little to help the matter and by the time we got back to the apartment we were probably both even hotter than when we left.
As soon as we entered the privacy of the apartment we both stripped off yet again and headed for a cold shower. Showering together in the cool water provided a welcome respite from the relentless heat and also afforded Danielle an opportunity to exact a little revenge for all the teasing I had been doing with the vibe (which was now recharging). She got down on her knees and began to stroke my cock until it was firm in her hand, then she took it in her mouth and proceeded to give some of the best head I think she’s ever given me. She sucked harder and faster than she ever had and her choreographed tongue movements stimulated my bell end as she went. Within only a minute or two I was readying my charge and well she knew it. Without warning, she stood up, took the showerhead and turned the dial to full cold, aiming the – albeit not as cold as it would have been a few days ago – cold water at my crotch denying me mercilously. There was a glint of joy in her eye as she did it too. Danielle got out of the shower and dried off, flooping face down on the bed and turning the AC on with the remote.
“It’s soooo hot!!” she complained
I followed her out and seeing her bum presented to me gave me an idea.
“You know how you liked being cooled down after the woods…” I asked tentatively, unsure if it had just been a matter of needs must “… want to try that again?”
Danielle thought about it for a moment.
“OK” she said.
I went to the kitchen and fetched the water bottle from the draining rack, filling it with cool, but not cold water. I returned to Danielle with the full bottle and suggested the bathtub might be a better location to try this out again rather than my bed. Danielle agreed and we returned to the ensuite where Danielle climbed in the tub and positioned herself on all fours.
“OK” she said, “fill me up!”
Spreading her cheeks, I spat into her crack and started stroking around her hole. At the same time I reached between her legs and found her clit to begin massaging too. Danielle enjoyed the stimulation I provided and soon began to moan in pleasure at the experience. When I guaged that she was sufficiently prepared, I took the bottle and just as I had a few days ago, inserted the mouthpiece into her lubricated sphincter. It was a little more difficult this time, as her ass had not been penetrated for a few days. However after a little wiggling I managed to press it inside. All the while I continued stroking her clit. As soon as I began to squeeze the liquid inside her, Danielle let out a moan. I wasn’t sure if she was enjoying it or not but I continued squeezing gently until the the entire 750ml bottle was emptied.
“How is it?” I asked her.
“It feels… a little cool but also a lot like I need to poop!” she answered… somewhat killing the vibe as I was definitely not into scat!
“It’s not that much” I said as I withdrew the bottle from her butt hole.
I refilled the bottle from the bath tap and repeated the process. This time Danielle began to groan and I had to use greater pressure to empty the bottle. I could see her belly visibly swelling and I placed my hand on it to rub it causing Danielle to complain.
“Ah… I feel so full… I’m not sure I can hold it in” she said as I withdrew the bottle to refill it again.
As I re-inserted the bottle for a third time, water began to dribble out of her clenched anus.
“Hey… I can’t have any more!” Danielle insisted.
I increased my stroking of her clit and ran my fingers between her labia, teasing the entrance to her pussy causing her to sigh and then breathe deeply as her attention was refocussed.
I squezzed the bottle once more allowing it to drain into her slowly as I worked her closer to orgasm. She was a tormented soul. The water filling her colon was causing her real discomfort, at the same time she had been edged to orgasm and denied so many times that day that she was desparate to achieve her climax and was trying to ignore the growing pain in her belly as I filled her with over 2 litres of water. Her swollen belly jiggled as the waves of pleasure radiated from her engorged and sensitive clit. I was waiting for the right moment and I knew it arrived when I could see her pussy starting to contract. I immediately withdrew my hand from her clit and taking hold of the bottle now with both hands, squeezed hard to empty the last remainig couple of hundred millilitres quickly into her.
Danielle let out a loud groan of frustration and pain.
“Hold it!” I commanded, smacking her ass with the palm of my hand as I pulled the bottle out of her ass hole. It relaxed momentarily and a little stream of water shot out, requiring me to quickly replace the bottle with my thumb before Danielle composed herself and clenched it shut again.
“I can’t hold it!” she pleaded
I rubbed her belly with my hand enjoying the facial expressions produced as I manipulated her brimming insides, sloshing the water around uncomfortably within her.
“OK, you better let it out then” I said, slowly withdrawing my thumb from her leaking asshole.
Danielle stood up and with great care and obvious discomfort climbed over the bath to sit doubled over on the toilet, clutching her bloated stomach. I heard the rushing of water as she released the torrent with a large sigh of relief. I listened as she dumped several loads of water, groaning in pain in between. It didn’t take long for her to empty herself fully and she did admit that she felt a little cooler now post enema.
We didn’t have long before it was time to head to the airport so we both reluctantly got dressed and packed our respective bags. Danielle put on a pair of black leggings and another thin white baggy top – this time with a bra underneath. I unfortunately had to don my uniform as I would be flying out later on that night. Dress trousers and a shirt are not pleasant in 35 degree heat, even if the shirt is short sleeved.
It was late afternoon when we arrived at the airport. I went through the normal security line with Danielle rather than using the crew lane. The vibrator was packed in my flight case and I was pretty anxious that the security team would want to inspect the contents, however in the end they didn’t show any interest. When we got to the other side, Danielle furtively took the fully recharged device from me and headed into the toilets, emerging with a mischievous look in her eyes. I didn’t immediately do anything with it though, we still had a couple of hours until her flight and I was going to make her wait for it. We hadn’t eaten much and as we enjoyed the cool, air-conditioned airport building I began to regain an appetite and realised how hungry I was. I suggested we head to one of the terminal restuarants to get some food. Danielle pointed to one she liked the look of and I followed, appreciating how her leggings tightly formed around her ass cheeks and how it wiggled as she walked. Our waitress let us *********** a table and I pointed to a booth near the back of the restuarant which was quiet. After taking a drinks order she left us to look at the menu. As Danielle peered over the menu, I took out my phone and started the vibrations between her legs. She immediately looked up and smiled as I tapped the slider on my screen to increase the intensity. In the hubbub of the airport there was no sound from the device. Danielle shifted in her seat as the pulses began to arouse her, trying to focus on the menu before her. I watched her for a minute or two and thought I could begin to see the faint indication of her nipples swelling beneath her clothing. Her face was definitely flushed.
Five or so minutes later, the waitress reappeared with our drinks and enquired if we were ready to order yet. I looked at Danielle who contined to stare at the menu, biting her lip.
“MMmm hhhmmm” she said trying to control her breathing.
“I’ll have the cheese burger” I said to the waitress, who nodded and turned to look at Danielle.
“Same please!” Danielle said, hurredly, exhaling noticeably.
“Sure” the waitress replied “is that everything?”
“Yes thanks, do you want anything else?” I said turning to Danielle.
“Nope!” Danielle said with urgency, once more shifting in her seat and crossing her legs.
The waitress picked up the menus and walked away, Danielle watching her as she went, before turning back to me closing her eyes and letting out a moan of pleasure, as her breathing intensified now that we were alone.
“Fuck! That’s feels so good.” she said.
As she did so I became aware of her foot now between my own legs. She had slipped her sandal off and was massaging my crotch. I was instantly transported back to our school sports centre and that day we had both skipped physical education. I remembered the excitement and fear of being caught as she had carressed my cock with her feet back then. I reached down and rubbed her bare foot with my hand, feeling her soft skin and petite toes. Taking a napkin from the table I unfolded it and placed it over my lap. Underneath, I unzipped my fly and extracated my cock from inside my briefs, guiding Danielle’s fooy inside my trousers so her bare toes could touch my stiffening member. She stoked me back and forth with her foot, pressing against my shaft and gripping it between her toes, occassionally venturing down to poke and rub my balls. I returned to the app on my phone and adjusted the settings on the vibrator, increasing the intensity significantly. This took Danielle by surprise and she grabbed the edge of the table. For the first time I could hear the faint buzzing noise – like a phone ringing in her pocket – but this was no phone. Danielle’s eyes rolled back and her leg extended, pressing into my engorged shaft firmly.
“Ohhh yessss!” she groaned as the sensations began to radiate from deep within her.
I kept an eye out for the waitress approaching while also watching Danielle’s increasing disregard for her current setting. Her noises became louder and she struggled to contain her expressions of delight as the vibe stimulated her pussy and clit. Her breathing quickened and what I could see of her chest was flushed. She ran her hands through her hair and over her breasts. At the same time, I reached under the napkin and directed her foot to continue stroking my cock despite her distraction. Tucked away in our corner of the restuarant nobody could see us directly, but I was beginning to wonder if Danielle’s exclamations would be audible above the general noise of the terminal. I was quickly distrated myself however, as Danielle reached under her shirt and lifted it up, revealing her bra. Then she pulled down on the cup to expose one of her breasts, so she could rub her nipple with her finger. I was completely transfixed by this and no longer paying attention to whether or not the waitress was approaching again. This final stimulation Danielle administered to herself was sufficient to push her over the edge before I could react and turn down the vibrating.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh” she announced, as quietly as she could, which was still not exactly subtle.
Danielle’s arms shook as she gripped the table firmly in one hand and her nipple between the fingers of her other hand. I could feel her leg shaking as her foot continued to press against my erection. I smiled as I watched her climax in public and glanced over her shoulder only to see the waitress approaching with two plates of burgers. I pushed Danielle’s foot out of my trousers and adjusted the napkin, coughing loudly as I did so, glaring at Danielle. She opened her eyes and thankfully twigged quickly, pulling her top down over her exposed breast.
“Here you go…” the waitress said as she arrived at our table not a moment too early “…two cheese burgers.”
She deposited a plate before Danielle who didn’t even acknowledge it, she was looking away, facing the wall with her hand over her mouth. Then the waitress placed the other plate on front of me.
“Can I get you any ketchup or mayonaise?” she asked, clearly oblivious.
I was about to see if Danielle wanted anything then I realised: I hadn’t turned off the vibrator!! It was still pulsating intensely within Danielle’s long frustrated pussy causing her to build quickly toward another orgasm.
“No thanks!” I said urgently, watching Danielle closing her eyes tightly, trying her best to stiffle what was already beginning to take place inside her.
“OK, just let me know if you need anything else” the waitress replied, looking at Danielle trying to work out what exactly was going on.
“Thanks!!” I said willing her to go away.
As she did so I unlocked my phone and opened up the app again but it was too late. Danielle’s whole body began to shake the booth we were sitting in and she laughed loudly as the second orgasm exploded within her. The waitress looked suspiciously over her shoulder upon hearing Danielle’s hysterical laughter. Danielle’s eyes opened wide and she grabbed both her tits through her clothing as she errupted, continuing to laugh uncontrollably. I turned the vibrator off but it seemed to have little effect in the short term. After several seconds Danielle fell silent and she breathed heavily, slowly recovering from the whole body exhertion.
“Fuck!” she eventually announced peering down between her legs.
“Enjoy that?” I asked, taking a bite of my burger.
“Umm a little too much” she replied.
Danielle looked around before sliding out from the booth and standing up next to me. A large dark wet patch covered her leggings around her crotch and down either side of her inside thighs, looking very much as though she had wet herself.
“Is that…” I asked
“I’ve never squirted this much before, I couldn’t control it!!” she interjected “what do I do?!”
I stared for a moment in disbelief, with Danielle glaring at me. I had never seen her cum that much before and was a little disappointed I hadn’t been eating her out at the time. Danielle only had a small carry on bag with her and had checked all her clothing so didn’t have anything to change into.
“Give me your spare shirt!” she demanded.
I opened up my flightbag and took out the spare long sleeved shirt handing it to her. Danielle wrapped it around her waist and after a bit of re-arranging, managed to fashion a sort of makeshift sarong to cover her drenched leggings. The waitress, seeing what was going on, came over to investigate.
“Everything OK?” she asked innocently.
“Yes fine thanks, just had an accident with a drink.” I lied, thinking on my feet.
“Oh no!” she replied “I’ll get you some more napkins”
She duly reappeared with a stack of napkins which Danielle used to mop the damp patch on the seat she had been sitting on, before wrapping the wet ones in some dry ones so the waitress hopefully wouldn’t realise it wasn’t a drink that had been spilled. Danielle sat down next to me on the dry side and started to consume her burger too. As I finished mine off, I felt Danielle’s hand slide under the napkin on my lap. In all the drama I had forgotten my fly was still undone underneath. Looking in the direction of the waitress, she reached inside my trousers and pulled my still swollen cock out, gripping it in her hand, stroking back and forth. As her hand manipulated me, I felt myself becoming harder and harder. Her thumb and forefinger wrapped tightly around my glans as her hand passed over it, causing a surge of pleasure as she did so. I began to breath faster and clenched, drawing my ball sack up as I resisted the urge to cum immediately. I reached over and put my hand up her loose shirt. In all the commotion I discovered she had never reseated her breast inside her bra, so I was able to fondle it in my hand, enjoying the feeling of squeezing it and running her firm bare nipple between my fingers. Danielle continued to stroke me, increasing in speed and strength to the point where I was no longer able to resist.
“I’m going to cum” I whispered in her ear.
With her spare hand she took the stack of spare napkins and held them against the tip of my cock as I nutted into them, jerking with each spurt. After I had finished, she squeezed a finger against my urethra, running it from the base of my shaft to the tip, squeezing out the remaining cum like a tube of toothpaste into the napkins. She peered at the pool of semen now in her hand and releasing my cock, scooped some into her fingers thereby transferring as much of it from the napkins into her mouth as she could. I tidied myself away and zipped my trousers up again as Danielle balled up all the napkins and placed them on my clean plate. I really hoped the waitress had no ocassion to touch the pile.
The waitress cleared our table and I declined the offer of dessert, although I was tempted to say one of as had already had theirs. I settled up and we made a quick exit. We still had a good bit of time before Danielle’s flight would board so we perused the shops in the terminal. Danielle found a fresh pair of leggings in some sort of designer sports wear store and changed into them in the toilets, returning my shirt to me. When she came out of the ladies, I could tell she was going commando by the cute little camel toe she was now very subtly displaying. Right enough as I folded my shirt back into my case, I found her sticky wet panties and the slick coated vibrator wrapped up inside. I quickly hid the vibe at the bottom of my case and put the panties in a pocket to enjoy later, licking Danielle’s fluids from my fingers with much enjoyment.
We sat down near the anticipated gate in a quiet corner – few other passengers had arrived at the gate yet so we were free to talk quite openly as no-one was within earshot.
“That was pretty amazing” she said “I can’t remember the last time I came that hard!”
“I could tell!” I replied
“I think it was all the waiting, it really built up. But I’m a bit sad I didn’t get to feel you inside me on our last day…” Danielle said, unknowingly echoing my own thoughts.
“Yeah” I replied, thinking, already getting turned on.
I was trying to think of somewhere private we could go… but it was an airport so there weren’t exactly a whole lot of options. Actually there was just one option. I scanned the area to see if anyone was looking and it seemed clear. Taking Danielle by the hand I stood up and headed towards the accessible toilet a couple of hundred meters away. I was grateful to find it unlocked as I pulled open the door and dragged her inside, locking it behind us. In the time it had taken for me to concieve of the idea and execute it, I was already hard again.
I guided Danielle over towards a handrail and she didn’t need much further instruction. She bent over and presented her lycra covered rear. I pulled the leggings down around her thighs, exposing her rear. I spanked her ass hard as I pulled my throbbing manhood from trousers.
“oooh yeah!” Danielle giggled at the rough treatment.
Then I lined the tip of my cock up with her pussy and thrust into her in a single motion. Her passage was still slick and wet from her earlier experience and my thighs slapped against her butt with a satisfying sound. I started to pound her agressively while grabbing and smacking her glutes. Danielle, supported by the handrail, pushed back with each stroke and enjoyed the deep penetration it afforded her.
“Oh yeahhh fuck me, yeah fuck me hard, I want your cock sooo deep inside me!!” she encouraged “smack my ass, yes smack it!!”
Danielle’s dirty talk and her moist warm hole which she was clenching at just he right moments had me nearly ready to cum in short order. But I wanted to make the most of this final opportunity. Before I got past the point of no return I pulled out. Then I reached into my case and took the vibrator out again, inserting it back into her freshly ploughed hole. Then I parted her cheeks and aligned the tip of my rigid cock with her anus. I didn’t attempt to stretch her out or lubricate her, this time I just pushed hard against her unsuspecting ass hole and forced my way inside her.
“AAHhhhh” Danielle cried out, pushing back as I bore into her with only her own pussy juice as lube for my rod.
But I was ready to offer her a distraction, I had my phone in my hand and I immediately turned the vibrator up to it’s maximum setting. With my cock in her ass, I could feel the vibrations too, it was incredible. I started to thrust back and forth, ignoring Danielle’s initial cries of pain as I abraded her unprepped rear passage. But after not very long, the intense pulsing of the artificial cock in her pussy caused her so much pleasure that my nearly dry fucking her asshole didn’t even register.
“Ohh fuck yes ohh fuck oh fuck oh fuuuuucccckkkk!!!!” she cried out “ooooo I’m gonna cuuuuuuummmmmm!!!”
As her legs quivered and her arms shook the handrail I felt the same intensity of release myself, the vibrations rippling through her vagina also pulsing down my shaft as I exploded inside her ass. I heard squelches as Danielle forced yet more of her sexual excretions from out of her silicon filled hole, dripping onto her newly purchased leggings. After three or four ejaculations I withdrew from inside her ass, admiring the red raw sphincter that I hadn’t been inside since the park. I pulled her vibrator out of her, still vibrating, then turned it off and put it in my mouth like a lollipop, licking it clean of Danielle’s delicious cum. Then I knelt down behind her and licked what remained from her beautiful glistening pussy lips.
“Ohhhhh fuuuck” Danielle sighed “I’m done!”
I licked the remaining fluid from each of her thighs and pulled her leggings back up over her ass for the final time. I washed the vibrator in the sink, drying it off with a hand towel and gave it back to Danielle to put in her carry on bag for later use.
“Best present ever!” Danielle said as she packed it away
We discretly exited the toilet without being seen and I waited with Danielle, holding her hand until she was called for boarding, parting at the last possible moment. Waving her goodbye as she headed down the jetway, I was looking forward to trying out the remote control features of the device when she was back at home, but I knew nothing we could do over FaceTime would ever compare to the times we had together like this and it made me a little sad.
I headed to the crew room early for my own flight, pondering how we could be together more premanently. I still had a good bit of flying to get under my belt before I could have a chance of applying for a UK based position, if there even were any to apply for. Then I wondered how it would even work, maybe Danielle enjoyed having Chloe on the side, I would certainly miss hooking up with Natalia if I settled down with Danielle. On the other hand, regular threesomes with Chloe or Kara (or both!) would probably help to alleviate that sadness. It was a dilema I continued to ruminate over for the duration of my duty period as I flew back and forth over the European continent. As we reached cruising level on the final sector, the purser, Eva, entered the flight deck to see if the captain or I wanted anything to drink.
“Just a water thanks” I replied after the captain requested a coffee.
“Sure,” she smiled “By the way, twenty two B says she’s a friend of yours?”
I had been designated “pilot flying” for our final leg back to Budapest so had been doing the external walkround as the passengers boarded, so hadn’t seen whoever it was.
“Oh?” I asked
“She said her name was Chloe” Eva replied.
I was quite confused, I only knew one Chloe, and I couldnt imagine why she would be flying to Budapest, let alone why she hadn’t let me know.
“Can you let her know I’ll say hello once we’re parked up?” I asked.
Since 9/11 there were strict rules around who could visit the cockpit during a flight so I couldnt have invited Chloe up even if I’d wanted to. I could have stepped out for a moment but I didn’t want the captain to think I was unprofessional and I actually appreciated the chance to think about what I would say to her.
“Of course” said Eva exiting the flight deck.
“Expecting a friend on the flight?” the captain asked
“No” I replied “just a coincidence I guess”
After an uneventful flight we shut down the aircraft on stand and the captain stood at the door to wish the passangers good night as they disembarked. After completing my paperwork I looked out to see if I could see Chloe.
“Think your friend is waiting for you in her seat” the captain said as she gathered her belongings.
“Ah, thanks, I’ll go and say hello if we’re all done up here?” I replied, confirming I wasn’t required for anything further.
“Yeah, have a good night” she replied.
“You too, see you later” I said, gathering my own things before heading down the aisle.
As I approached Chloe she stood up and struggled to reach her bag down from the overhead locker.
“Hey! What brings you to Hungary?” I asked, helping to pass it down to her “and how come you didn’t let me know you were coming?”
“Hey!” she replied, taking the bag and slinging it over her shoulder.
The cleaning crew were already boarding the plane from the rear steps so I escorted Chloe up the aisle and onto the jet bridge talking as we walked.
“I could have put you up” I continued “I still could. Danielle was just here, did she know you were coming? She never mentioned it.”
“I don’t think I told her either” Chloe replied “it was a bit last minute, a work thing. I thought it might be… weird. Then when I heard you do the PA I thought it would be weirder if I didn’t say anything.”
I thought about it for a moment and realised that she may have thought telling me she was coming suggested or implied something she didn’t want it to or that staying with me without Danielle could be awkward. I guess it was a bit of a weird situation all things considered.
“Sure” I said “I get that.”
We walked up the jet bridge and into the terminal. It was deserted given the early morning hour, apart from a few stragglers from our flight. I offered to give Chloe a lift to her hotel and she accepted. We managed some small talk for a while but when that dried up there was an obvious tension. I’m sure we both felt it as we sat in silence on the road into town.
I pulled up outside her hotel and retrieved Chloe’s trolley bag from the boot of the car placing it on the pavement next to her.
“Thanks” she said with her cute smile, tucking her hair behind her ear.
“No problem” I replied, unsure how to end the interaction. I considered a hug, a handshake, even a wave… which was a low point.
“Do you… do you want to come up?” asked Chloe unexpectedly, with an obvious implication in her tone and a slight blush.
“Umm..” I thought for a moment, trying to work out what was going on “yeah… that, that would be nice.”
I parked the car and found Chloe waiting in the lobby with her room key. She had taken off the hoodie she had been wearing since I met her and was only in a low cut baggy top, not disimilar from the one Danielle had been wearing when she departed. It left on display, as I approached and peered down her top, a simple blue bra, even the tiny cups of which left sufficient gap to see her little chest mounds. Chloe allowed me a moment to look, fully aware of where my eyeline was, before standing up and bending over to pick up her carry on from the floor. Turning to, far from subtly, display her tight little ass in even tighter denim jeans.
We rode the elevator in silence to Chloe’s floor. When we arrived at her door she put the keycard in the lock and waited for it to release. I leant in close to her in order to push the door open and held it as she wheeled her case inside. This afforded me another look down her top and inside her bra. I could see her nipples were now standing firmly to attention.
I turned to close the door behind us and when I looked back at Chloe she was standing next to the bed with her back to me. She carefully unbuttoned her jeans in silnence as I watched and pealed them down over her ass revealing her toned glutes and a pair a simple blue panties. Leaving her jeans around her knees, she slipped her panties down her thighs as well, baring her perfect little ass to me. Then she knelt down on the bed, placing a hand on each of her ass cheeks.
“Will you do what did to me in London?” she said calmly, spreading her ass wide to present her puckered sphincter.
“I thought you hated it?” I said, immediately kicking myself for arguing with the girl offering her ass to me!
“I did.” she replied “But sometimes I think about it, when I’m… you know… and when I heard your voice on the plane, it made me think about it all through the flight… that feeling… being… dominated.” Chloe spoke slowly, measuring her words.
My cock throbbed in my pants as I approached and considered the possibility of ass fucking Chloe for a second time at her request. I could see an obvious damp patch on Chloe’s panties, doubtless accumulated on the long flight as she had fantasised. Getting onto the bed behind her, I undid my trousers and freed my hard on, gently touching the tip against her asshole to tease her. I reached around her petite frame under her top, to pull her bra down so I could feel her erect nipples. Then I slid my cock down her crack towards her dripping pussy in search of lubrication. Chloe sighed in anticipation of what was about to happen.
“I need some lube” I said chancing my arm, my bell end now pressing up against the moist tight entrance to her vagina.
“Go ahead” Chloe replied, settling down and allowing the tip to glide inside her tiny pussy. She let out a muffled groan as it stretched to accomodate me.
I slid my cock deeper inside her slick pussy and at the same time licked a forefinger, before slowly and gently slipping it one knuckle at a time into her pent anus, all the while pulling on her swollen nipple. Chloe moaned in simultaneous discomfort and pleasure as I prepared her for what was to come. Perhaps there were some advantages to living apart from Danielle after all…
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