Chapter 33
Some unexpected and one expected birthday party
“I wonder if your idea of escaping any kind of celebration by going on this trip is going to work as you thought it would,” Grace said before exiting the airport taxi and depositing her at home.
“I honestly hope it will; there are only a few who know about my birthday, so I hope that for once the village tom-tom has failed.”
Arriving at home, close to lunchtime, everything seemed to look normal, just like I’d left it three weeks ago, with a big sign in the shop window announcing Beth’s painting exhibition. Today was the last day and I didn’t see any big crowd or anything. They knew I was coming home, and yet there was no big welcome committee to be seen - great I thought. I paid the taxi driver, unloaded my bags, and carried them in via the side entrance to my apartment. I was curious about how the exhibition had run, so after dropping everything, I quickly went downstairs to find Beth or Linda to hear their story. When I walked into the studio/exhibition area, there was nobody, oh my God I thought I truly hope it wasn’t like this the whole time, that would be so disappointing for Beth.
“Beth, are you here somewhere?” I ventured.
“You’re home!” she replied appearing from around one of the displays with 4 paintings.
“Oh there you are, I hadn’t seen you. How’s it been?”
“Fantastic,” she replied with a huge smile on her face, “I sold 10 pieces and we’ve got 5 more with an option on them.”
“So are you now finally convinced that we were right about your talent?”
“Yes you were, and you know what? Talking with Linda, I’ve discovered a whole new way of expressing my art, I've made a statue.”
“Wow, how did you have time to do that with the exhibition and your beauty salon?”
“I had lots of help from Linda.”
“In what way? Did she pose for you?”
“You could call it that, but I’d like you to see for yourself if this is any good. If you care to step this way.”
Beth took me to one of the dressing rooms, letting me enter first. In the room, I saw a rather large form covered by a sheet. Just for a fraction of a second, I thought I saw it move, but I dismissed that as a figment of my imagination. Behind me, I heard Beth say, “take the cover away and tell me what you think.” I grabbed the sheet and pulled it away…
“Oh my God, Linda?” I stammered, I was indeed looking at Linda, totally naked, her arms bent, fingers pointing at her crotch. On her pubic area, I could read “Happy Birthday” with her cute navel figuring as the dot on the i of birthday, when I looked back up she winked and said, “Surprise”, holding her arms wide open and inviting me to hug her, an enticing invitation I couldn't resist of course. Not only did she hug me but she kissed me full on the mouth, and tongued me passionately.
“You shouldn’t do things like that to an old man,” I said with a big smile as I pulled away.
Looking back at her I saw that the text was completely smudged, “Oh I would have wanted to take a picture of that,” I said.
“No worries,” was the reply Beth gave, we thought that would happen, and took pictures before your arrival. In fact, we did even better, we made a small video of putting it on - well Jada did, she’s getting quite good at it, you know.”
“Yes she is very talented, I think she has it in her to go far in this world.”
Linda came to stand to my right, her arm around my neck while she grabbed my left hand and put it on her left boob, I couldn’t resist giving it a squeeze, which draw a small moan from her lips. “Oh I missed this Lew, don’t you ever go away for so long anymore, keeping us wanting. Now tell us how was your trip - did you have a nice birthday celebration in Florida?”
“I can’t complain, it was interesting, as interesting as it’s been here I heard from Beth: 10 paintings sold and some more on option, very well done ladies. While I was chatting with Linda I heard a bit of noise behind me and then an arm around my neck from the other side and a hand on my crotch, I turned, surprised and saw Beth next to me, also stark naked.
“How about some R&R lovely boy?” she whispered in my ear.
“Now? What about the exhibition, what if people come wandering in?”
“That’s been taken care of. Jada runs the show and she knows that the dressing room is strictly off-limits until further notice.
“Where was she, I missed her coming in?”
“She was hiding behind the scenes,” Beth whispered while beginning to undo the buttons of my shirt.
“Please have mercy on an old man suffering from jetlag!”
“Mhmm, I don’t think this part of you is suffering from jetlag,” Linda said opening my trousers and slipping a hand inside to grab my hard cock. She dropped to her knees and pulled it out placing a kiss on the already bulging head, then engulfing it in her warm mouth with her tongue sliding down the shaft and stimulating all the sensitive parts on the journey down. Beth in the meantime had invaded my mouth with her agile tongue, making it mighty difficult for me to control both of them. She had also put my hands on her gorgeous breasts inviting me to massage them, her nipples hard like pebbles, begging to be squeezed by my fingers. Both girls were already moaning hard, which in the case of Linda sent some extra vibrations down my cock, bringing it closer to eruption time.
Pulling shortly away from Beth, I mumbled, “I’m gonna cum too fast Linda, please take it easy.”
“Don’t you worry dear,” Beth said, this is all about you, this is your belated birthday present. Keep sucking Linda, make our birthday boy cum, make him cum hard!”
What could I do, I surrendered and came, and despite the jetlag and being tired from the trip, I came hard, filling Linda’s mouth to the brim with a hot load of thick creamy jizz. She kept it in her mouth and shared it with Beth. Seeing them sharing my cum, letting it drip from one mouth to the other and back before they both swallowed simultaneously, was so erotic that it kept my cock hard. Beth was the first to notice. Pointing it out to Linda she said, “I think our birthday boy is ready for round two.”
She grabbed my cock, turned, bent over, and shoved it in one go straight up her pussy. “Fuck me, boy!” she commanded, and what does this boy do when he’s given that command? He begins pumping, despite the jetlag, despite the tiredness, ‘cause it feels so good inside a hot cunt. I had grabbed Beth’s hips to steady myself, while Linda was behind me fondling my balls, helping to entice another load out of them. I pumped away for 10 minutes without feeling the immediate need to cum. Beth’s face had turned very red, bent over as she was when all of a sudden she suggested Linda take over from her. Linda was smarter, she had taken up a position on all fours on the bed, enticingly sticking her butt out.
“Take my ass please Lew, put it in my ass!” she almost screamed.
Now that was bound to make me cum, the friction provided by Linda’s very tight ass was so overwhelming that after going in and out about ten times I felt my second load rising from my balls, up my shaft, and straight into Linda’s belly. Almost in unison, we thanked God for this unearthly pleasure. When I finished shooting into her she collapsed on the bed, almost taking me with her, but I pulled out just in time, managing to keep standing and see my cum slowly dripping out of her back passage. Beth wanted to have her share of my gift, and dropping to her knees she took me in her mouth, cleaning my cock, sucking the last droplets out of it. After that, I felt for one of the chairs and flopped down in it, completely exhausted. We looked at each other with big smiles on our faces.
“Welcome home,” Beth said, which made all three of us burst out laughing loudly.
After a few minutes, our breathing returned to normal and we got dressed. When we walked out of the dressing room the exhibition area was nicely filled with visitors. Some gave us curious looks, but we looked back with totally innocent faces as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Beth and Linda mingled with the visitors explaining things, while I snuck upstairs, where I fell on my bed, dead to the world. The last thing that went through my mind was, ‘God what a homecoming.’
I woke up the next morning in exactly the same position as I had fallen asleep the previous afternoon, by the noise of a vacuum cleaner. I was completely disoriented, where was I? Then all of a sudden things dropped into place: I was home again, it was Monday, and my cleaning lady Petra was busy cleaning the apartment as she always does on that day. I saw on the clock that it was 9. I jumped out of bed and hit the shower.
As I came out of the shower, Petra entered the bathroom and before I could grab a towel she said emphasizing her cute Polish accent: “Oh, I’m pleased to see you’re happy to see me,” looking at the hardon I had developed thinking back about the previous day’s activities. I turned redder than red, immediately covering my crotch with both of my hands.
“Euh, I wasn’t expecting you to enter yet Petra, I’m very sorry,” I stammered.
“Oh don’t worry, it’s not that I haven’t seen it before,” she said with a big smile on her face. “Maybe I should help you with that, yes?”
“No, no I’m OK Petra,” I said looking at her slowly pulling her T over her head, baring her perky boobs and flat stomach. Her muscled body looked ravishing as always.
“Please Petra, I just woke up still suffering from jetlag, there is no need.”
“Sure there is, besides I want to congratulate you on your birthday,” she said looking at me while she undid the button of her jeans and began pulling them down, revealing a very tiny string, barely covering her cunt lips. She stepped out of the jeans and pulled down the string, leaving her completely naked and coming towards me. She pulled me into a bear hug as only she can, there was no escape possible with the muscle power she had as an ex-bodybuilder. I only got a quick glimpse of her pubic area, but I was surprised.
“What did you do Petra, have you weeded your love garden?” I asked.
“She looked at me with big question marks in her eyes, “Weeded my what?”
“Your pleasure garden dear; all your pubic hair is gone! What happened?”
“Oh that, I was very embarrassed the last time you saw me naked with all that hair.”
“So you decided to make a clean break?”
“Yes, I had heard that Miss Bethany provides this kind of service in her beauty parlor, so I went last week to have a full Brazillian wax - you like?”
“It’s breathtaking, can I give it a kiss?”
“You want to kiss my pussy again?”
“And eat it darling, I just love to eat pussy.”
“Oh yes I’d love that, it felt so good the last time, can you make me cum too, please?”
“Absolutely and I want to see if I can make you cum in less than 10 minutes.”
“Why in less than 10 minutes?”
“Don’t you remember the little wager you lost, when I took your anal virginity in the cellar?”
“Oh, but that was the 20 minutes when I couldn’t make you cum?”
“Yes indeed, but now I bet you I can make you cum in half of that time.”
“How can I forget, I never met a man I couldn’t get to cum in that time, you tricked me.”
“No, I didn’t trick you, I was just far better than you could imagine.”
“Yes, you were, how about a reprisal would you dare to engage in a new wager?”
“Why not, what did you have in mind?”
“I have fallen in love with one of the paintings of Miss Bethany, but I can’t afford it, so if you can’t make me cum in less than 10 minutes, you buy me the painting. If you can make me cum within that time, you can play with me in the cellar again for 2 hours - I know you love to.”
“OK deal! Let's adjourn to the bedroom.”
In the bedroom, I got Petra to lie on the bed on her back, and grabbed her legs, opening her up, knees pointing outward, feet together leaving her cunt fully exposed, ready for my attack. I was determined to make her cum within the agreed time, and whatever the outcome I would buy her the painting anyway, but I didn’t tell her that. I set the old timer, I used before in the darkroom for exposures, to 10 minutes and got to work.
I’d seen an instruction movie by an oriental guy a month ago on the internet on how to make a woman cum with your fingers, and that came in very handy now. The way I had positioned her a small very useful cup had formed in that little crease between her thigh and the mound of her pussy, into which I poured some edible massage oil so I could dip my fingers in it. With the thumb of my left hand, I put some pressure on her clit, while slowly massaging her pussy lips with the fingers of my right. That already resulted in some serious moaning from her. Opening her cunt lips, I rubbed the inner lips, regularly making a short excursion over her love bean. The massage oil began to mix with her womanly juices, which were already flowing profusely, treating me to her divine womanly perfume.
I played with her pussy lips for 5 minutes, squeezing them and her hooded clit lightly between my fingers. I alternated this with circular movements with the palm of my hand, before giving her twat a gentle kiss. Petra began to squirm, her vocal responses witness to her increasing arousal. As soon as I began to suck her lips, drawing them into my mouth, she involuntarily arched her back, pushing her muff harder against my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her grab the sheets below her, clearly trying to hold back the beginning of her orgasm.
Time to turn up a gear - I had a little less than 5 minutes left to win my bet. Pushing my tongue deep into her hot folds resulted in light tremors from her body, while moving my oral attention back to her clit gave me the required space to very lightly massage her perineum. I quickly slid the tip of my finger to her puckered asshole, tickling her backdoor, and stimulating the sensitive nerves around it. This, combined with nibbling on her clitty, actually using my teeth, made her squirm, uttering little mousy squeaks.
I used the fingernails of my left hand to tenderly tickle the sensitive hollow between her thigh and her pubic mound, then moved upward over her flat stomach to the underside of her left tit, sending tremors rippling down through her frame straight to her blood engorged nubbin. Her moaning increased, and her hands gripped the sheets even harder than before, trying so hard to keep her rapidly approaching orgasm at bay. I went in for the final kill, just 2 minutes shy of the 10, by carefully, almost unnoticeably sliding one of the oil-covered fingers of my right hand very slowly into her vaginal opening, while keeping her attention fully on her pleasure center by ferociously attacking her clit with my tongue and teeth.
When my finger was completely in, I made a come hither motion on her g-spot, which clinched the deal. I felt her go rigid all over, arching her back, sighing and moaning like crazy, her pussy muscles rippling down in ecstasy on my finger, filling my mouth quickly with her tangy-sweet juices. She tried to stifle her screams by putting her fist in her mouth without much success. She came and she came hard, with one minute left on the clock.
“Fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” she shouted at the top of her voice, thoroughly enjoying her orgasm but clearly disappointed she hadn’t been able to resist any longer.
“You won again, how do you do it?” she whispered, her voice high and thick with pleasure.
“Years of practice dear, years of practice, so your ass is mine again - I look forward to turning it red one of these days with a flogger.”
“Oh my God no, I was so sure I could win this and finally get that painting.”
“Don’t worry about the painting, if you like it that much, I was going to buy it for you whatever the outcome of this little game.
“Oh no, you mustn't you won the wager fair and square.”
“I did and I love to hear you admit it, but I owe it to Bethany to buy a painting from her anyway so I why not buy the one you like and give it to you.”
“Thank you, Lew, I won’t disappoint you in the cellar.”
“I’ll expect your total surrender for at least two hours.”
“Oh my God now you’ve got me scared; I hope you’ll make it a little bit enjoyable for me too?” she said in a tiny voice, looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
“Don’t you worry, I’ll make you scream with pleasure, but also with a little pain… I’ll give you a few potential dates next week, to ensure it doesn’t coincide with your period.”
“That is very considerate of you, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy it when Aunt Roza was visiting.”
“Aunt Roza?”
“Yeah, you know when I have my period.”
“I see, I never heard that way of describing it. I hope that you’ll be able to do what you need to do today.”
“What so special about today?”
“The exhibition will be dismantled today so you’ll have more work than usual to clean the studio.”
“Oh yes, I almost forgot that was today. I’ve got so used to cleaning around the exhibits. That’s how fell in love with that particular painting.”
“I’ll go straight down, inform Linda, to put a SOLD sign on it with my name so that they don’t take it away.”
I quickly donned some clothes, hearing Petra shout, “It’s number 23 on the list that I like,” and ran down the stairs. Linda and Beth were systematically taking down the paintings and the photos; lucky for me they’d not taken down too many yet.
“Morning ladies, hard at work,” I said, a bit winded from running.
“Good morning Lew, slept well?” Beth asked a big smile on her face, adding a wink for good measure.
“Yes thank you, before I forget which is number 23 on your list?”
“Let me think, number 23, oh that’s the one with the vase with white roses, why, and what do you want with it?”
“I want to buy it.”
“That’s very kind of you, any particular reason?”
“Yes, you see Petra likes it very much, but she can’t afford it and we had a small wager and I lost, so I’m buying it for her.”
“Oh, what was the wager about?”
“I’m sorry dear but that is privileged information.”
“I bet it had to do with sex?” she said, looking at me with knowing eyes.
“That’s for you to guess and for me to know darling,” I replied cryptically.
“OK wise-ass, you can do the financials with Linda; she knows all the prices and keeps the books.”
“Thank you, my dear,” I said in a hoity-toity voice, grinning from ear to ear.
By lunchtime everything was packed, the paintings to return to Bethany or the respective buyers, including mine, correction, Petra’s, as well as the stands Tanja’s cabinet maker had made. Petra was so happy, she kept on cleaning longer than usual until the studio was spic and span, ready for new photoshoots.
The rest of the week was rather quiet, no photoshoots planned, so I could spend all my time in the computer room going over the hundreds of photos and videos I took on our trip sorting out the ones specifically needed for Grace’s catalog so she could prepare to get the villa rental business together with Nancy moving.
The others from the various games we played on the ship and in Florida, I put in a separate file and loaded copies on a memory stick, not willing to send them over the internet waves.
I called Catharina about my promised visit upon my return from the cruise and let her know I planned to fly out to Rome on Saturday morning and return Monday sometime during the day, spending two days and nights in Rome. I was really looking forward to my visit as I’d not seen her since my visit for her 50th birthday. I arranged with Jada to keep the shop open on Saturday. I trusted her completely, after all, she’d kept the shop open during the 3 weeks I’d been traveling with Grace.
Saturday morning bright and early the taxi picked me up to take me to the airport for my morning flight to Rome. When I arrived at Fiumicino airport, Catharina was already waiting for me in the arrival hall. We were both very happy to see each other again, resulting in a passionate kiss.
“How was your flight?”
“Fine nothing special, there was a very cute purser on board though. We had a very nice conversation: I was virtually alone in business class, so she wasn’t very busy.”
“And what did you talk about? Don’t tell me you talked her out of her uniform and took photos?”
“No, not exactly, but she gave me her card, hinting that she could be persuaded to pose in or out of uniform, when she was staying overnight in Brussels or if I was in Rome and free for the evening.”
“What do they say, a leopard cannot change it’s spots?”
“You know me far too well for my own good.”
“Ah yes, a little late, but that’s your own fault, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”
“Oh please don’t remind me, I’m an old man now.”
“No, you’re not, on the contrary, I’m an old woman.”
“Absolutely not, I was just on a cruise with a 52-year-old woman and we did expand our borders I can assure you.”
“Oh please do tell.”
When we got in the car I started telling Catharina about the cruise and our adventures with Lori and Mel, not forgetting about our experience with Jeff and Rachel, plus, most importantly, our visits to Mickey and Donald. By the time we arrived at their restaurant, it was lunchtime and I was treated to a scrumptious Italian lunch prepared by the chef Mario himself and served by the most beautiful Gina, who gave me a bear hug and a kiss right on the smacker.
She whispered in my ear that the coming evening was for her mother but Sunday evening I was hers. I was so happy that I hadn’t forgotten to pack my blue pills. The afternoon was spent with the family talking about my trip to the States. Catharina and Mario wanted all the details as they too had booked a Transatlantic crossing, departing from Rome Civitavecchia to Fort Lauderdale with the ‘Odyssey of the Seas’ at the end of October.
“You’re gonna have a ball, that’s a much bigger ship than the ‘Brilliance of the Seas’ that I was on with Grace.”
“Is Grace your girlfriend now?” Mario wanted to know.
“Not exactly, we are friends, yes, but we are not in a relationship,” I replied, trying to be diplomatic.
“No Mario, Lew is and always will be a bachelor, they are FWB,” Catharina informed her husband.
“FWB, what the hell is FWB? I never understand all these abbreviations, especially in English.”
“Friends with benefits?” whispered Gina in her father‘s ear.
“Oh…I understand,” Mario said, blushing slightly. Well, Mario was really old school when it comes to sex, he would never imagine I had had a similar relationship with his wife ever since Catharina and I met when she was 19, and now more recently with his daughter as well. As I’d known Catharina longer than Mario, we strangely didn't even regard it as cheating, besides it only happened occasionally, very occasionally since they got married.
The thing with his daughter was different, she is as free as a bird. You might object because of the age difference, but there are numerous cases of older gentlemen playing with a young filly and that’s without even mentioning sugar daddies, where it’s really all about the money. With Gina and me it was only for fun, and even her mother didn’t have a problem with it. In fact, it wasn’t much different from my relationship with Grace and Nancy.
By 3 o’clock Catharina had taken me to the hotel where she used to work, and we agreed to meet for dinner around eight. She was going to take me back to our favorite little restaurant, followed by…who knows what she had in store for me?
At eight she was waiting for me in the hotel lobby - we didn’t have to meet on the corner of the street as we used to when we met for the first time and she still worked there. Antonio was present like he was so many years ago and more recently when I was in Rome for Catharina's fiftieth birthday. There were still no menus in English, but we decided to let Antonio prepare what Antonio wanted to prepare. We knew it would be delicious as usual and we were not mistaken. After the fantastic meal, we walked back to the hotel hand in hand like two young lovers. Now the age difference didn’t seem as big as it was thirty years ago. Catharina came up to my room and I took my camera out, looking at her.
“Do you still want to photograph this old gal?” she asked with a smile.
“Catharina, for me you are still as beautiful and enticing as you were thirty years ago, so would you please disrobe for me again? Don’t forget I am the proverbial leopard.”
Just like thirty years ago she turned her back to me and slowly pulled the zipper of her dress down, revealing her still enticing back. Once the zip was down, even revealing a small portion of her panties, and before she could turn around, I shot some photos, switching to video when she lowered the top of her dress and slid it off of her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Oh my God, she still looked breathtaking, what am I thinking, of course, she was still that gorgeous creature in her underwear. Although I only saw her boobs only a few months ago I was getting very excited to see them again in a few seconds.
“OK, birthday boy, your turn to shed some clothes, this time I’m not going to be totally naked with you fully dressed.”
“Maybe you’re right, time to change this habit of mine of getting girls in the nude while I stay dressed, care to help me?”
She was in front of me like lightning, undoing the buttons of my shirt and pulling it off my shoulders; my pants followed quickly.
“Hey but now we are unequal again,” I protested.
“What do you mean unequal?”
“I’m topless and you’re not.”
“So what’re you waiting for then, an engraved invitation? Remove my bra, I know you’re dying to see my boobs again.”
“How did you guess, and yes you’ve got magnificent boobs darling, and yes I’d like to get my hands on them and give them little kisses, you may not believe it but I missed them.”
“Flattery will get you everything.”
“Will it? Can I take off your panties too please?”
“Since you ask so nicely, I won’t stop you, but I’ll trade them for your boxers.”
“OK fair deal, but I go first.”
“Oh my God you’re incorrigible, get the girl naked first and stay dressed as long as possible yourself, even if it's only in boxers.”
By removing Catharina’s panties I finally had the arousing pleasure of rediscovering her enticing nicely shaved muff. Before rising for her to take my boxers off, I couldn’t resist giving it a quick peck on her vertical lips. She rewarded me with a light moan. When she then proceeded to remove my boxers, my one-eyed snake sprang out ready, willing, and able to pleasure her lady flower.
“I’m happy to see that my old body can still get your man meat to stand at attention.”
“What is it with you Catharina, you look gorgeous, why do you think of yourself in that denigrating way?” I said taking the opportunity to snap a few more pictures.
“It’s Mario, he doesn’t look at me in the way he did anymore. He used to pat my bottom every time I came by, but that’ seems to have stopped. I think he doesn’t want me anymore.”
“Maybe it’s time for Mario to do something different, maybe he worries too much about the restaurant, he needs to rediscover you. That cruise you’re planning will get him out of that daily rut I think he is in. How long have you had the restaurant now?”
“25 years.”
“And how many times have you gone on vacation together?”
“Now that you mention it, never, we never went on vacation.”
“You see, you never had time for each other, and up to now it’s all been a big adventure for you, first your studies as a sommelier, then starting up the restaurant and building a clientele, then the kids, giving birth, making sure they were healthy and stayed that way, pushing them to study and getting Marco ready to take over the business. He’s ready now, he can take over and Mario needs to let go, I trust that the cruise you’re taking will make a big difference to your relationship. It will be just the two of you again like it was in the beginning: no worries about kids, or studies or setting up a business, just you Mario and the sea. And believe me, what they say about the vibrations of these cruise ships making women horny, it’s true, and not only women but men too. it will be up to you to add a little spice by flaunting your gorgeous body in front of him, preferably in skimpy clothing. I guarantee he’ll get interested in you again.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right, and it’s all because we got in a rut, but the cruise is still weeks away, so please make love to me as only you can.”
I took Catharina in my arms and kissed her tenderly, our naked bodies touching, feeling so familiar. She held my head with both hands, while I caressed her back from her shoulders to her buns, which I gave a playful squeeze. After reacquainting our tongues with each other for a few minutes, we separated and moved to the bed. I made her lie down and opened her legs, feasting my eyes on her pink pussy. After climbing between her thighs, she lifted and spread her knees, giving me total access to the pussy I’d been fantasizing about for the past few days. Her cunt lips were already slightly moist, giving away that she had indeed been aroused by the caresses I had given her and the kisses we had exchanged.
I took my time to bring her to the heights she was expecting by first blowing hot air on her prized jewel, followed by teasing her with my tongue in the valley between her thighs and outer labia licking around them, while carefully avoiding her little orgasm trigger, still hiding under its hood. Peeling open her lips, her lady flower opened up like a beautiful butterfly spreading its wings, revealing her inner sanctum to me. That gave me the first hints of her musky, womanly perfume. Concentrating more on her inner labia, I held them with my lips and pulled at them like I would her nipples. Going all the way south, I stuck my tongue deep into her intimate folds, her tangy flavor flooding my taste buds. After a quick dash to her perineum, drawing whimpers of pleasure from her lips, I went in search of her little love pearl. Sliding the hood upwards with my thumb allowed it to show its enticing head, all ready to be sucked into my hot mouth which resulted in a more vocal response.
“Oh yes Lew, keep going, I want more…pleeease!” she screamed while holding my head with both hands firmly at the top of her snatch.
As I was enjoying myself too, I didn’t bother to try to escape her hold on me - on the contrary, I increase my efforts on her clit, alternating the sucking and licking with tender bites with my teeth. As if on automatic pilot, my hands move to the two orbs sitting so enticingly on her chest and begin caressing them, searching for the tender nubs crowning their tips. They feel rock hard, just waiting to be squeezed. I can feel her body going rigid, her breathing increasing as she pulls in her stomach - a clear indication of her mounting arousal. She pulls my face so hard into her box that I begin to experience breathing problems! Pinching her nipples hard, she gives a loud yelp but lets go a bit so I can resume my normal breathing, only to arch her back shortly after, beginning to shiver and shake. Her whole body tenses as she reaches an earth-shattering orgasm, flooding my face and mouth with her womanly juices and almost drowning me.
I tried to stay alive until her orgasm had run its course and she released my head, going completely limp like a rag doll. I got up on my knees between her legs, watching her panting, her eyes closed with the occasional orgasmic shivers still going through her breathtaking naked body. After five minutes she opens her eyes and looks at me with a big smile on her face.
“Oh my God Lew, I needed that, I haven’t had one of those since my fiftieth birthday; thank you.”
“Seriously? You haven’t had sex with Mario since my last visit? I hope he doesn’t know about us?”
“No, he doesn’t, and yes I haven’t had sex with him since, that’s why I was so unhappy and fear that he doesn’t want me anymore.”
“I can’t imagine he doesn’t want you anymore, he is always so helpful and friendly.”
“I’m not complaining that he’s not helpful or friendly, but it’s the intimacy I miss when I’m naked in the bathroom he used to grab my tits or my pussy, or slap my bottom, but he doesn’t do that anymore.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure it’ll all come back when you are on vacation and he doesn’t have to worry about his business anymore.”
“I don’t know, he’ll worry about how Marco is doing while he’s not there.”
“Well, you'll have to tempt him, flaunt your sexy body at him, or even try to make him a bit jealous or proud when you’ll walk around the pool on the ship drawing looks from all the men there.”
“Do you really think I can still do that, draw the attention of men?”
“Darling you’re gorgeous, you're one hot piece of ass if ever I saw one. Don’t forget the majority of the men on board will be over seventy with matching wrinkled wives, for them, you’ll be a sight for sore eyes, you might even see a few swimming trunks start to bulge when you walk by.”
“Speaking of bulging swimming trunks I see something nice and big and hard between your legs, can I have a taste please?”
Almost before her sentence was finished she’d bent forward and engulfed the head of my cock in her hot mouth, swirling her tongue around the engorged head. I may be a master in cunnilingus, but she was definitely a champion in fellatio: what she was doing felt so good, I had to scramble to keep my wits about me. It was so arousing to see my hard cock disappear between her luscious lips as she gobbled it up until her lips touched my pubes. As she then slid back again, it seemed to take forever to come out completely, giving me the impression my cock was a lot longer than it was in reality. Catharina had the knack of making a man feel like a king with the biggest, strongest penis in the whole world.
Her tongue worked miracles, circling the bulbous head, licking along the shaft, and when she was at the base she took each of my balls tenderly into her hot mouth, giving them each a saliva bath, before returning to the tip. She then took my manhood all the way in again, after which she began rapidly bobbing her head, a motion which gave me immense pleasure.
After she’d been blowing me for ten minutes I stopped her by taking hold of her head and pulling her up to mine to kiss her again. After the kiss, she pulled away looking straight into my eyes, questioning why I had stopped her sucking my dick.
“Darling Catharina, I want to make love to you, I want this to be more than just sex between us, I’m not only in love with your body, I’m in love with you.” There, I’d said it, and I could see the shock in her eyes.
“Oh my God Lew, you mustn’t, you can’t be, I’m married.”
“I know, but I can’t change it. I fell in love with you when I saw you that first morning so many years ago in the hotel restaurant. I was stupid and let you go, but times were different then: I worked in an international job, you lived in Italy had your dream of becoming a sommelier, but if I could do it again I would have done it differently.”
“I knew it, I felt there was more to this, especially when you kept coming back to Italy, even if it wasn’t for a business reason. Why didn’t you ever say something?”
“What if I had? Would you not have fallen in love with Mario and married him? I don’t think so. When I attended your wedding I could see you were head over heels in love with him, his and your love was like fireworks, majestic, mind-boggling, you were meant for each other. At that moment it was clear to me that only Mario could give you the life I couldn't give you.”
“I don’t know what to say…”
“Don’t say anything, there is nothing to say, I can’t change the past, and neither can you. The one thing I’m grateful for is to know Mario made you happy and you made him happy, I see it when I see you together, and if you are on a bit of a bumpy road for the moment, I’m convinced you’ll come together again and rediscover the love you have for him and he for you.”
Not wanting to go any further down that road I kissed her tenderly basically shutting her up and began to caress her softly, my hands wandering all over her body, trying to replace any doubts or regrets with passion. Seeing our age, it could well be our last time together enjoying each other carnally, so I wanted it to be special, something she would not easily forget and that could carry her through the coming weeks before she went on what I think of as a potential second honeymoon for them.
I knew she had very sensitive earlobes, so I moved my attention to that part of her, first nibbling on them before moving to her neck and shoulders. My left hand had ventured to her right boob where I felt the nipple coming back to life, her arousal beginning to grow. Always trying to keep a perfect balance, (I am after all born under the sign of Libra), I latched onto her left boob with my mouth, tickling the nipple with my tongue. That got me the right kind of noise in the form of mousy little squeaks escaping her lips.
While I switched from boob, replacing my hand with my mouth, the freed-up hand wandered slowly over her ribs and abdomen, drawing some giggles from her while I felt her flat stomach undulating. She gasped audibly as I slid my hand along her body, over the curve of her hip towards that magical place where her legs came together. When I reached her pussy I used my finger till the first knuckle to slide between her vaginal lips. Leaving her boobs I moved closer to her mound, her aroma became overpowering making me open my mouth and press my lips on top of her pink slit.
“Oh my God, Lew!” Catharina moaned as my lips seared her twat where they met, pressing into it and she cooed as I slipped my tongue out and started licking her. I felt a shivering pleasure rush through her as I kept licking, my tongue gently sliding along her wet slit. Placing both hands at the top of her thighs I spread them further open and began savoring every inch of her. I moaned with satisfied delight as my tongue darted around her hot muff. I licked up and down her slit brushing along her hot folds. My mouth was kissing her all over her womanhood, her mound, her labia, and her clit, playfully taking her lips between mine and sucking them deep into my conquering mouth before releasing them.
“Yes, yes!” she cried out, clawing at the sheets while I hungrily ate her out, inflicting pleasure everywhere I touched with my naughty tongue, drawing circles around her engorged clit, making more and more juices flow out of her. Pulling her labia open with my thumbs, I dipped my tongue into her honeypot being rewarded with a mouthful of her delicious honey.
“You’re so beautiful, don’t you ever dare to refer to yourself as old and wrinkled,” I whispered as I slid my hands again over her hot body while she breathed heavily, watching me with smoldering eyes. When I reached the underside of her perky breasts again I cupped them, teasing her erect nipps, pinching them between my thumb and index finger. She continued moaning and whimpering with her sweet sexy voice as I kept on squeezing her soft orbs, tenderly running my fingers over the little hard nubs. Returning my attention to her dripping cunt I latched on to her engorged little pleasure pearl. Catharina’s moans grew louder as I attacked her clit, every inch of her body becoming more sensitive, her breathing getting faster and shallower. I tickled her perineum with one finger, then slid slowly up into the hot channel of her vagina.
“Oh God!” she groaned in pleasure, holding her breath while her body tensed as she felt me fingering her pussy, starting with the 1 and working my way up to 3. I pressed them deep inside her sacred hole, feeling her wetness, and then slowly pulled them out. Whimpers of pleasure erupted from her lips as I repeated the action, fingering her faster before pressing my lips back to her little bundle of nerves at the top of her dripping cunt.
“Oh yes, yes!” she moaned aloud, the pleasure getting more intense, an orgasm lurking close by. Bucking her hips, her hands clawing hard at the sheets of the bed, she pressed her clit more urgently into my mouth and her pussy onto my fingers. She struck gold and exploded. Her pussy and thighs began to shiver and shake from the scorching wave of immense pleasure that ripped through her body.
“Oh fuck Leeeeew!” She screamed at the top of her voice and began to shake even more violently as another wave of immense pleasure hit her at gale force, sending shivers all through her sweat-covered, naked body. I kept licking and fingering her pleasure points, extending her orgasm to the maximum, her legs and arms spasming totally out of control. When the shaking and shivering slowed down, I pulled my mouth away from her clit and felt my fingers released from the vicelike, rather painful imprisonment her drenched cunt had kept them in. A few final spasms continued shooting through her naked body as she kept on whimpering until finally, it was over.
“Wow, that was out of this world,” she said with a shaky voice, trying to get her breathing under control while looking at me in awe. “How do you do it? Every time is so different when I’m with you.”
“I could say the same about you darling. Every time I enjoy your divine body I detect new small differences I want to explore.”
Her eyes wandered down my body, looking for differences since the last time we met until she detected my rigid pole. “Oh my, I was so far away I completely forgot about you, and I wanted so much to do that trick again with the champagne in my mouth for your birthday; can you forgive me?”
“Of course, I forgive you everything, I forgive you for being so gorgeous and allowing me to enjoy your tasty pussy.” While I was saying all that she had taken my steel rod tenderly in her hand and began fondling it, hardening the steel.
“Now I want to fuck you, please lie down and I’ll do all the work, after all, I am the younger one here,” she said with a grin and a wink. Taking her place on the bed, she stood over me, one foot on each side of my body, giving me an enticing view of her mature nude form with her mound prominently displayed. She made my cock twitch with anticipation, after which she squatted and straddled me, kissing my cock with her pussylips. She put her hands on my bare chest to keep her balance, tenderly stroking me, going over my already rock-hard nipps giving them first a friendly pinch, followed by a quick kiss and lick of her hot tongue. Bending forward she lowered her lips to mine and began frenching me, exploring my lips and mouth all over again. She is one of the best kissers I have ever encountered. After five minutes of tongue-twisting acrobatics, she sat up again, grabbed and aligned my cock with her core, and impaled herself on it. Thanks to her very wet folds she could slide effortlessly over me until our pubes collided. She began undulating her pelvis, taking me and my cock towards orgasm heaven. If she kept this up I would fill her pussy in no time at all with my hot cum, so I grabbed her hips, lifting her up so she would make a less stimulating up-and-down movement allowing me to go much longer. She looked at me with big questioning eyes.
“What’s up? Don’t you like what I was doing?”
“I liked it so much darling that I wouldn’t be able to keep going very long without cumming, and I absolutely want to give you another orgasm before that happens - you know me.”
“Yes I do but moving the way I was is going to bring me to a very fast orgasm as well.”
“In that case, go ahead: I like the way your body moves when you do that.”
Catharina resumed her undulating. It was like watching a belly dancer performing her act on top of you, not only stimulating you visually but also physically. The way she moved, my cock discovered areas in her cunt I’d never visited before, bringing me closer to ejaculating. I moved my hands all over her abdomen, feeling the muscles work in such an enticing way, her tits swaying as I’d never seen them sway before. While she was rocking and twisting her gorgeous naked body on my steel rod, she lifted her arms in the air, pushing her chest out. She was inviting me to try to grab her tits but her movements were making it extremely challenging to grab them. In the end, I succeeded in grabbing both and began kneading her soft orbs, my thumbs brushing over her precious nubs and drawing loud moans from her lips.
I felt my balls churning up a big load of hot cum. Moving one of my hands to her clit, I began strumming it trying to make her reach her peak with me. Within a few seconds, I felt her pussy screaming with pleasure as every muscle in her love canal tensed and released in sexual bliss, sending orgasmic shivers throughout her entire naked body. A torrent of searing pleasure burned through her, causing her to convulse as she tumbled over the crest, taking me with her into an orgasmic torrent, pumping her hot cunt full of even hotter sperm as it raced up my shaft from my balls like a volcanic eruption. I blasted 4 to 5 jets of my gooey gunk into her bare pussy, colliding with the juices flooding like a wild mountain stream out of her sleek tunnel and filling her to overflowing. Mutual animalistic moans and groans escaped our lips giving voice to the extreme waves of pleasure we jointly experienced.
As her final convulsions faded away and my cock deposited the last drops of sperm into her overheated cunt she fell like a ragdoll onto my chest, gasping for breath, just as I did. We lay there for several minutes, our breathing and heart rate slowly going back to normal before she was able to roll off me and flop on her side beside me on the bed. I bent my head towards her and placed a tender kiss on her rosy lips, my left hand sliding over her naked arm and side, pulling her closer.
Words were not required as we looked tenderly into each other’s love-filled eyes until she got that Cinderella look again glancing at the clock beside the bed. Turning around I looked as well and saw that midnight was approaching rapidly, high time for Catharina to flee from the ball and lose her glass slipper? If only it could end like the fairy tale but it didn’t, she jumped out of bed and hit the shower, removing all telltale signs of our lovemaking. Ten minutes later she was dressed and ready to go home. I could only hope that my confession wouldn’t disrupt their marriage.
Just before she left, she reminded me of my date with Gina the next day and thanked me for the talk we had about her life, Mario, and how they could bring the magic back by going on a long-overdue vacation at the end of the month. I lay awake for at least another hour, thinking about what I had confessed to her and how I could have had a completely different life had I told her I loved her so many years ago…
I was woken rudely by the ringing of the phone on the nightstand.
“Yes”, I mumbled, barely awake.
“Good morning sir, it’s ten o’clock,” a cheerful voice answered. I’d forgotten I’d asked for a wake-up call when checking in.
“Oh thank you I mumbled,” and put the phone down. If I wanted to have my day with Gina I’d better get a move on. I suddenly realized I was naked and then everything came flooding back, my dinner with Catharina, the talk we had, and the confession I made during our glorious love-making session. I truly hoped I hadn’t put any crazy ideas in her head, but quickly rejected that thought, knowing she would forget about it or blame the throes of passion we were in while making love.
I jumped in the shower, and shaved everywhere; thinking of Gina’s youthful sexy body was already making my cock lift its head in anticipation. The next thing was breakfast. As usual, on a Sunday morning, the hotel restaurant was rather quiet, the rush was expected rather around lunchtime when I hoped to be walking somewhere with Gina. I had no idea what she had in mind or even how she was doing. The last time I saw her she was a successful sommelier working in her father’s restaurant just like her brother Marco. When I came down from my room at noon she was waiting for me in the lobby. Although I’d seen her the day before, she took my breath away when I saw her again. She wore a flowing very short summery dress with spaghetti straps and a plunging neckline, immediately drawing attention to her cleavage. I let my eyes wander over her beautiful body, taking it all in again, ending on her legs that seemed to go on forever. By the time I reached her, my eyes were back on her beautiful face, a big smile on her lips. She held out her arms, taking me in an arousing hug, pressing her lips to mine with a naughty dash of her tongue along mine.
“Buongiorno Lew!” she said with a naughty smile, “ready for a fun-filled afternoon?”
“I guess so, I’m all yours for the rest of the day unless you have to work tonight?”
“No, daddy gave me the day off, and mom told me to take extra good care of you,” she said with a wink.
“OK, lead the way, where are we going?”
“I have a little surprise for you.”
“Great I like surprises, especially surprises by beautiful young women like yourself.”
“Still the same old flatterer - I see you haven’t changed.”
“I’ve been told a leopard cannot change its spots by a very dear friend.”
“Yeah mom told you, didn’t she?”
“Yes she did, she knows her proverbs.”
“Let’s go, I've got my car outside, there’s something I want to show you.”
Once in the car, we got to talking about how she was doing and she surprised me by telling me she was doing something entirely different now. She no longer worked in the restaurant as a sommelier but had made a 180° turn in life and become a realtor.
“Where did that come from all of a sudden?” I asked, “and how does it work that your dad can still give you the day off?”
“I still do some sommelier work in the restaurant on weekends to help mom, but for the remainder of the week I deal in properties, and proud to say I’m doing very well, I seem to have the knack to sell houses that have been on the market for a very long time.”
“Well that’s great, but this seems to have come out of the blue?”
“Not really, I always had an interest in that kind of business, and when the opportunity presented itself with an old friend from school, I jumped in.”
“Oh, another new thing, a boyfriend?”
“Uh, not really, rather a girlfriend,” she said turning slightly red.
“Just a friend from school, or a real girlfriend?”
“Both, we studied together, but then lost touch with each other when we finished, but I met her again shortly after your visit for mom’s fiftieth, and we sort of rekindled our friendship from school. We were very close when we were studying,” she said again, turning even redder than she already was.
“I see, there was already more when you were younger?”
“Yes we were in love, but can you imagine the reaction of dad if I had told him at the time?”
“Vividly! He would have gone berserk if you’d told him his little girl was a lesbian.”
“Yes indeed, though I’m not strictly a lesbian, I’m more bi-sexual, I like boys as well.”
“I know, well boys, let’s say, men.”
“Yeah, I prefer slightly older men, probably just like mom?”
“You could say that your dad is a lot older and so am I, but do tell more about the business you’re in.”
“OK, well Victoria, my girlfriend, and I studied together and then lost touch until I saw her again during a small realtor get-together coincidentally organized in the restaurant. I was surprised to see her and learn what she had been doing. As we hadn’t had a chance to talk during the event in the restaurant, we got together the next day. She told me everything that had happened to her and how she had to take over her dad’s realtor firm when he died rather unexpectedly, some 2 years ago. Although she was not really enthusiastic at first, surprisingly she became rather successful in a relatively short time. She was so successful, she was urgently looking for someone to join her. She is good, she managed to convince me that same day this was the perfect career for me. She was also willing to share me with mom and dad in the restaurant, and there was still that small fire burning between us -which she rekindled during a passionate night we spent together.
So quickly thereafter we were working together in her realtor firm; we will soon rebaptize it V&G properties.”
“You’ve become a partner then?”
“Yes, in just a few months we will jointly own the business on a 50/50 basis.”
“How do mom and dad look at it?”
“Mom was over the moon, she knew I had a bit of a fling with Victoria when I was studying. Dad was a bit more difficult, but in the end, he understood that there are girls that don’t always fall in love with boys. The thing that clinched the deal was that I can always make him a grandad if we stay together.”
“I gather that you two are not only business partners but also a couple then?”
“Yes, we are.”
“Any chance of me meeting Victoria?”
“Just be patient Lew.”
“Oh, that’s where we’re going?”
“That is for me to know and you to guess.”
“OK I’ll take it as it comes, this looks like a very nice area though, I’ve never been here before, are we getting closer to the coast?”
“Yes, we are.”
“I thought I could smell the sea.”
Ten minutes later we were driving through a residential area with nice free-standing villas, all looking very modern. She stopped in front of a closed iron gate that began to open slowly, after which she turned into the spacious driveway. The house seemed to be a more modern one although the front looked a bit like a fortress, having very narrow windows with white glass, and it was surrounded by a very nice, well-tended garden. She stopped the car in front of one of the two closed garage doors and cut the engine.
“I gather we’ve arrived?”
“Yes, we have.”
The front door swung open and I saw a very good-looking young woman with a big smile waiting for us. She was not very tall, with raven black hair, between 1,60 m and 1,65 m (5 feet) I guessed. She had serious boobs, and was certainly not skinny, though I wouldn’t call her fat either - let’s just say she was nicely rounded in all the right places, not like Gina who was rather skinny.
“Welcome to our home Lew, I’m Victoria,” she said, beaming.”
“Hello Victoria,” I said extending my hand, which she ignored and took me in a bear hug pressing her impressive bosom against my chest totally taking me by surprise.
“Now, that’s a warm welcome Victoria if ever I had one.”
“Any friend of Gina’s is a friend of mine,” she said with a welcoming smile on her cute face, her chocolate brown eyes giving me a quick look overall.
“How was traffic honey,” she asked Gina, immediately confirming their relationship with this simple remark.
“Not too bad,” Gina replied.
“Please come through; make yourself at home.”
Coming in, the fortress aspect was gone, and in front of me were big glass windows looking over a nice garden, with, at the other side, another window, through which I thought I could see a living room. Going left, they took me via a hallway to the other side of the building. We passed several doors on my left, but on the right, it was all glass with a view out to the sunny patio garden I had seen when entering. We finally emerged into the spacious living area I had seen from the entrance hall through the patio. Looking straight ahead, I was completely blown away by the majestic view of yet another garden with a stunning sea view in the background.
“Wow, this is some place you’ve got here.”
“Nice isn’t it?” they said almost in unison.
“I had it built a year ago,” Victoria explained, “I was lucky to be able to buy this piece of property from an old farmer, it had a small medieval farmhouse on it and lots of acreage. The land I developed and sold off in parcels, big enough to build a nice house on each. I kept a few plots for myself and with the profits I made on the sale of the land had luxury villas built on them for rent, but I kept the crown jewel for myself, and although most of them also have a nice sea view this one has the best, being at the summit of the hill. Since I was a small kid, I dreamed of a house with a patio garden. Probably had something to do with me being Roman: the old Roman villas all had patio gardens, just a question of safety and privacy. It’s perfect for sunbathing in the nude.”
“Excellent, I wouldn’t mind witnessing that,” I said with a big grin on my face.
“I see, Gina warned me about you - always looking to take pictures of nude girls.”
“Correction, of beautiful nude girls, and I see two very beautiful girls right here, not nude yet, but I can only hope.”
“That’s another thing Gina warned me about, your knack of talking girls out of their clothes using flattery.”
“Am I succeeding?”
“Only time will tell, but first what can I offer you to drink before lunch? A glass of Spumante?”
“Sounds excellent.”
As the weather was still very nice in Italy at that time of the year we adjourned to the terrasse just outside the living area. Gina joined me while Victoria went to the open kitchen to pour our drinks. When I was seated, I detected a long, narrow swimming pool to my right, clearly designed for pulling laps to keep in shape - which both girls obviously did regularly seeing the shape of their healthy bodies. Victoria came out with three glasses and a bottle of Spumante in an ice bucket, she also brought some nibbles, with one of my favorites, salted almonds. Victoria had seemingly been told a lot about me, even down to some of my favorite foods. For lunch, I got the royal treatment, with a beautiful salad containing at least 5 types of leaves and Italian Pomodoro, all homegrown, followed by a very tasty risotto dish. The meal was crowned by a creamy tiramisu with plenty of alcohol and believe it or not 6 small candles on top.
As they brought it to the table, they burst out, “Happy Birthday, Happy birthday…” all the way to the three cheers at the end. I turned all red.
“Sorry to remind you Lew, but we couldn’t let it pass.”
“OK, because you’re so friendly to me, I’ll forgive you, but let me take a few photos please?” They posed together, both holding the dessert, looking seductive and leaning forward to flaunt their cleavages, adding some spice to the pictures.
Gina had warned Victoria not to offer me an Italian coffee, but rather a café Americano with lots of cream but no sugar. They of course both had ristretto, black like their hair, with lots of sugar, which allowed Victoria to demonstrate their impressive Italian coffee maker.
In between courses I was also shown the vegetable garden where the salad and tomatoes came from and of which they were extremely proud. We finished the meal with a locally produced grappa. After all of that, a siesta was in order, so we adjourned to the patio garden, where the girls began to undress to combine rest with some sunbathing, in the nude of course.
“Do you mind if we sunbathe in the nude?” Gina said with a chuckle and a wink.
“No I don’t if you don’t mind me practicing my favorite pastime girls,” I said grabbing my camera.
“As long as we get copies we don’t mind do we, Gina?” Victoria asked with a smile while she started unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a nice white lacy push-up bra. Before I could remove the lens cap, her blouse was gone and she got busy undoing the hook and zipper of the miniskirt she wore. I was able to shoot some pictures of her bearing her beautiful legs. They were not as long as Gina’s but very shapely with just the right amount of muscles to make a leg man drool over them. A white lace panty was the next thing that came into view. She looked at me and struck a pose cocking her hip provocatively to the side almost like a professional model.
“You have modeled before,” I stated.
“Yes, I have, even in the nude, I was also a nude model at the academy of fine arts, posing for the student painters or sculpters. But enough about me, Gina is anxious to get her picture taken.”
That was indeed the case, she was almost jumping from one leg to the other to catch my attention. When she saw I had finished with Victoria for the moment, she turned her back to me and very provocatively slipped the spaghetti straps of her dress off of her shoulders and began to draw the zipper of her summer dress down, revealing her gorgeous nude back, no bra straps in sight. When the zipper was all the way down, I couldn’t even detect panties, had she been commando the whole time? I thought.
She must have been as I detected the top of her ass crack, and I didn’t have to wait very long, as seconds later her dress dropped to the floor, leaving her completely nude. She turned quickly around her arms in the air shouting “Surprise!”
She then quickly moved behind Victoria and began undoing her bra, putting her hands under the straps and slipping it off, unveiling Victoria’s impressive rack, resulting in a sharp intake of breath on my side. Neither girl had any tan lines, clearly giving away that they indeed always sunbathed in the nude. Victoria’s panties quickly followed her bra as Gina pulled them down. I was shooting photos like crazy, it was rare, even for me, to have the pleasure to photograph two raving beauties together in the altogether. After about 5 minutes they’d had enough posing, approaching me their fingers wiggling, clearly indicating what they had in mind. I only had a second to put my camera down before I ‘reluctantly’ had to surrender completely.I It was after all not every day I was undressed by two gorgeous naked women. When they finally pulled down my boxers, it was no wonder my cock was already standing at attention, I was happy I had had the foresight to take one of my blue pills, even with one bi and one lessie, not completely impartial to some male attention, so I was told, you never know.
They dropped to their knees. Gina being the more forward one took my penis tenderly in her hand and gave it a few tugs, pointing it at Victoria who gave the head a tentative kiss and lick. She then took it back, circled the glans with her tongue, and took it in her mouth sucking on it like a lollypop then taking my whole cock inside in one go. Her nose touched my pubic bone, it was a smart move this morning shaving there as well, I hoped the girls would appreciate it. Victoria was the first to notice.
“Oh I like it when a man is nicely groomed down there, I hate to get hair in my mouth, did you do this especially for us, or do you shave all the time Lew?”
“He shaves all the time,” Gina mumbled her mouth filled with my hard cock.
“Can I have a go? It’s been so long since I sucked on a cock and I do like this one, it looks so nice.” Victoria said with a girly pout.
Before I could say “Be my guest,” Gina had pulled off and pointed it at Victoria, who eagerly opened her mouth wide, taking me all the way in with one mighty gulp. She was good; I would never have thought a lesbian could suck cock as well as Victoria did.
Gina had moved behind me pressing her boobs into my back, her hands going all over my chest and abdomen. She managed to make my nipples stand out as theirs were, tickling and tugging on them. After 5 minutes she disappeared, but I didn’t even notice as Victoria was bringing me higher and higher with her mouth and tongue. All of a sudden Gina was back walking towards us, dropping on her knees and motioning to Victoria that she wanted to have my dick again. I had seen her cheeks were slightly bulging but didn’t pay much attention until she slid her mouth over my cock and all of a sudden I felt ice-cold and prickly.
“Oh my God Gina, you’re doing your mother’s trick with the bubbly.”
“Mmmmm,” was all she could say, trying to keep as much Spumante in her mouth and around my cock as possible, although some was trickling down my balls with her mumbling. This made the orgasm I had so far been able to keep at bay, approaching rapidly, but all of a sudden the feeling was gone as she swallowed the wine and pulled off my cock. It felt cold immediately due to a light breeze blowing off the sea. However, the chill didn’t last long as my dick was again sucked into Victoria’s hot mouth making it mighty difficult to hold out. The thing is I had no idea if lesbian Victoria could handle an ejaculation directly down her throat. My lessons from Alicia still in mind I took Victoria’s head in my hands and tried to push her off of my steel rod while I shouted…
“I’m gonna cum any second now, I can’t hold it any longer…” Victoria didn’t budge. She wouldn’t let me pull her mouth off my cock but kept on sucking while I was all the way down her throat. As I was at my limit, I tried again to warn her, shouting. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” immediately shooting jet after jet of hot cum deep in her mouth. She quickly began to swallow, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked even harder, drawing every last drop of jizz I had to offer out of my balls. When she was finished she looked up at me with a big smile on her face.
“That was awesome, that’s what I miss sometimes going down on a girl: male spunk tastes so much creamier than girl juice,” she said beaming while getting up.
“Oh my, it’s still standing,” Gina remarked taking my cock in her soft hand and tugging at it, “You surprise me, Lew, at your age, still hard, do you have anything to confess?”
“Euhm, yes, I took one of my blue pills before I came, just to be prepared,” I said the tip of my finger in my mouth trying to look shy and guilty, but smiling.
“Excellent, that means we can continue, you don’t need a rest?”
“No I’m ready to go, just tell me how I can be of service to you lovely ladies.”
“Why don’t you lie down on the sunbed and we’ll take it from there.”
When I was comfortably installed, Gina walked over me, her legs spread wide, and her feet on either side of the bed, while seductively pawing her boobs, taking the hard nipples and pulling them out. When she reached my midsection, she put her feet on the sunbed and squatted over me, slowly coming down while she held my dick and rubbed it a couple of times along her snatch, lubricating it with her already flowing juices before empaling herself.
I had lost track of Victoria, but she appeared quickly over my head, facing Gina. Once she had positioned her tempting pussy over my face, she also came slowly down, pulling her lips open and covering my mouth with her vulva, treating me to her musky womanly flavor and perfume. I ferociously attacked her cunt with my nose buried in her asscrack. It made breathing a bit difficult but I wouldn’t have traded my position for any other at that moment, the only downside was that I couldn’t see Gina's gorgeous naked body anymore, I could only feel her going up and down my hard cock. I made up for the lack of visuals by sliding my hands over Victoria’s nude frame in search of her tantalizing tits, which I hadn’t had the pleasure yet of touching and playing with. Although I’m not really a tit man I could still enjoy playing with these big babies. While pleasuring my hands with her mammaries and nipps, I pleasured my mouth with her silky folds while pleasuring her clit with my tongue.
With my palms on Victoria’s boobs, I felt Gina’s erect nipples rub against the back of my hands, keeping them emprisoned between their soft orbs. After a while, I was done playing with their knockers, and I moved my hands under Victoria’s butt cheeks and lifted her slightly, trying to improve my breathing but more to move my licking and sucking towards her little brown star. Sliding down to her perineum, she began to seriously moan, uttering high-pitched yelps of pleasure when I reached her puckered asshole, trying to slide the tip of my tongue inside.
Although I couldn’t see much I heard the girls kissing, and judging by their movements they were playing with each other’s boobs. As I’d already cum I felt Gina pulling every trick in the book to make me cum again, her pussy was not only pumping me but she undulated her abdomen like her mother had done the day before. I could only imagine what it looked like, conjuring up the image of Catharina doing this sort of belly dance the previous day.
“How do you girls feel about switching positions?” I mumbled, my mouth still half full of Victoria’s tasty labia.
“OK, Victoria said, but then I need to put a condom on you as I’m not on birth control.”
“That’s no problem, I guess being lesbian there is no real need.”
“Not only that, but the sex is so much better when you don’t take the pill.”
“That’s news to me, is that so?”
“Oh yes, since I stopped taking it our sex life has seriously improved.”
“Maybe there is no need for a condom: I had my tubes snipped many years ago. I can’t make you pregnant, so unless you’re afraid of any kind of disease, we can go.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am dear.”
“OK then, it feels much better without anyway, but you know Italian men rarely have their tubes snipped, they're afraid.”
“I can understand that too, it does hurt for a few days when you have it done, it feels like they kicked you seriously in the balls, but the benefit is so much bigger, so climb aboard.”
Victoria didn’t hesitate anymore, certainly after she got the thumbs up from Gina, who knew about my operation from her mom. She took Gina’s position empaling herself on my cock. Gina took a rest after her acrobatics on top of me, giving me a spectacular view of Victoria’s gorgeous naked body gyrating on top of me, her D-cups making tantalizing circles or bouncing up and down. As it was futile to try and grab them, I held on to her soft hips, helping her up and down movement on my cock. As I was curious to see her cum, I moved my hand to the top of her pussy, bringing her clit from under its protective hood and rubbing my thumb over her engorged pearl.
Small sweat beads were beginning to form on her soft skin as she feverishly tried to reach an orgasm, going faster and faster while steadying herself with both palms on my chest. I didn’t feel anything approaching yet, so I concentrated totally on her orgasm. She mewled, her voice high and thick with pleasure, alternating with mousy little squeaks, a clear indication of a pending orgasm building rapidly inside her naked body. She had her eyes closed gasping for air, her mouth opening and closing like a fish making her wince and hiss. All of a sudden she became rather vocal screaming at the top of her voice.
“Fuck! Leeeeew, oh God, yes, yes, keep going, keep going, I’m cumming, I’m cuuuuuuming! she shouted as I felt her pussy quivering and convulsing around my cock. I pushed it as deep as I could into her, strumming her clit with my fingers to keep her orgasm going. The dam broke as she inundated my lower body, her clear girly fluid squirting all over me. Her hands gripped my chest painfully hard while she gasped for air, her naked body going completely rigid, her stomach hollowing.
“Oh My GOD !” were the last words she uttered before dropping like a ragdoll onto me, gasping for air. I felt her heart race against my chest. Pulling my hand from between our bodies, I gently stroked her back in circles. Gina was looking on with big eyes.
“Jeez Lew, I’ve never seen Victoria cum so hard,” she stammered.
After several minutes Victoria raised herself back up a huge smile on her face looking straight into my eyes.
“Why did I ever imagine that sex with a woman was the greatest thing on earth, how could I ever think I was 100% lesbian? That was amazing Lew - Gina was absolutely right to talk me into having sex with you.”
“Gina? Did you have to convince your girlfriend to have sex with me?”
Gina turned red in the face, looking at me, admitting she had indeed convinced her to try and see how it feels to have sex with a man again. It seemed Victoria’s first experience with a man, when she was deflowered, had been very painful and totally disastrous. Victoria confirmed that the guy she had had sex with was a total inconsiderate selfish bastard who was only interested in his own pleasure, not even caring he could get her pregnant filling her very sore and just deflowered pussy with his inconsiderate cum. The weeks after had been pure hell, not knowing if she was pregnant or not and that’s when she swore never to have sex with a man again - up until now.
“If it had been you who took my virginity at the time Lew I might never have turned lesbian in the first place.”
“It only proves, dear Victoria, that you’re exactly like Gina, bi-sexual, ready to enjoy both sides of the fence.”
When Victoria finally slipped off of me, my cock, still semi-hard and very wet from Victoria’s juices, slid out of her with a plop. Gina immediately took pity on it stroking it gently, after which she tenderly kissed it and took it deep into her mouth while caressing my balls. She rapidly brought it back to a full-blown raging hard on making it twitch, enjoying the taste of her girlfriend all over me.
“Your dick tastes so yummy with Victoria’s sauce over it,” she mumbled while licking and sucking fervently.
She was good, what am I saying, she was a master at sucking cock. When she pulled off, she looked at me and asked with a naughty look if I would prefer another Spumante bath instead of just her hot mouth. I declined gracefully pointing out that too much alcohol would not be good for my health. I felt an orgasm building in the wings, my cock anxiously waiting for its cue to step into the limelight and fill the theatre of her sucking mouth with a generous helping of hot juicy cum. Her tickling my balls was definitely a plus in the process of making me climax and she knew it.
While she kept on licking and sucking, teasing the bulbous head and concentrating with the tip of her tongue on that very sensitive point just at the rim, she looked up at me with her hot sensual eyes demanding me to fill her hot mouth with my spunk. That look was too much for me, I couldn’t hold it any longer and allowed my cock to step onto the orgasm stage and let my cum race up my shaft from my balls, my hot steamy load squirting jet after jet deep into her waiting mouth. My mouth was wide open but nothing but air came rushing out as I reached this pinnacle of sexual bliss. Gina kept on pumping with her hand, and sucked, her cheeks hollowing, the very last drop straight out of my balls. When no more came out, she let my cock out of her mouth with a plop, then looking up at me with a big smile on her face, she said, “that was absolute bliss, a nice hard cock, coated with my girlfriend's yummy juices, giving me a delicious creamy sauce to top it off.”
“You sound as if you just enjoyed a meal in a 3-star restaurant,” I joked.
“Believe it or not, this tops any meal I could possibly have in any restaurant, even dad’s.”
“You were telling me earlier you had some villas for rent here as well?”
“Yes we do, we want to sell some but we also want to rent out some, why?”
“Well, the woman I went on this cruise with and spent a week in Orlando, her name is Grace, by the way, is also in the realty business and she made a lucrative deal with the American couple who own and operate a sort of similar set up to yours over there. What if I get you in touch with her? You might potentially represent the American side here in Italy and offer your villas to their customers. Would you be interested in such a deal?”
“Of course, American customers are always welcome, but it is difficult to contact them directly, a representation in the States would be great.”
“Excellent, I’ll inform Grace you might be interested in such a deal, maybe you two can get together, here, or in Belgium to discuss it. If it were Belgium, you could maybe visit my studio; I’d love to show it to you.”
“Yes, I’d love that too.”
“Great, but now I must go back to the hotel and get some much-needed rest after this fun day in this gorgeous location.”
“I’m so happy I got to meet you Victoria. I’ll make sure to send you all the photos you allowed me to take of you.”
“Yes and perhaps you can take some more photos of me?”
“I would definitely like that.”
I took Victoria tenderly in my arms and gave her an intimate kiss to which she responded likewise. Gina took me back to the hotel where I also said my goodbyes to her in a very similar tender way. After a very good night - I slept like a log - I made my way to the airport and flew home on the first flight out, hoping that the coming week would be a less tiring one. Unfortunately, it wasn’t to be…