Chapter 46
The trip to London with Grace.
Thursday, December 10, and I still hadn’t been able to print Hellen’s magazine. Jada still needed to add the final touches and present it to her teacher Sunshine. I urged her to finish everything by the time Grace and I come back from London, perhaps excluding the approval of her teacher whom I really wanted to meet. The worst was that I had to call Hellen and inform her that we would be slightly delayed.
“Hi Hellen, I’m afraid we’re a bit delayed with the final steps, but by the time I come back from my London trip, Jada will have it finished and hopefully vetted by her teacher, ready for printing, so I expect we’ll have everything ready for you by the 15th.”
“That’s OK Lew, it is meant as a Christmas present for my husband so don’t worry.
“Thanks, dear, I absolutely want this thing to be just as you want, but it’s also a project Jada is doing for school and that’s why we have to involve her teacher.”
“Oh I see, that's great for her, I sure hope the teacher won’t make problems with all the nudity and stuff.”
“I doubt she will, her nickname is Sunshine, you know from the song in the musical Hair, she’s supposed to be an overaged hippy according to Jada. I haven’t met her yet so I’m also very much looking forward to that.”
“Don’t you worry, and enjoy your trip to London with Grace, I’ll see you when you get back.
“Thanks, Hellen; by the way, did I tell you Tanja wants something similar for the club, but with fewer pages and only pictures of things that have happened in the club? Of course, she’ll have it printed in much larger quantities by one of the members who owns a print shop, but she wants us to prepare it for him.”
“Great, I’m happy to hear that my idea finds more followers: tell Tanja if she wants a copy of mine I’ll definitely want one of hers.”
“I will, cheers now.”
Friday, December 11 had finally arrived, the day Grace and I were going on our weekend trip to London. As we wanted to make the most of it we had planned a very early departure. The Eurostar train departed from Brussels at 08:52. To be on the safe side, we had to catch a train at our local train station a little over an hour before, so I got a taxi to pick us up at 7 at Grace’s home. Despite all the horror stories we heard about the train service, everything went smoothly, and about ten minutes before departure we were seated in our Business Premier seats onboard the Eurostar, which left on time. For me, it would be the first time I had gone through the Chunnel on a passenger train. I’d done it dozens of times when I visited my colleagues in the UK but then with my car on the shuttle train.
Once I even had a grand tour around the terminal in the UK including a visit to the well-protected control room and everything: one of the perks of working in the logistics world and meeting people also working in that business. I also got regular requests from acquaintances to visit the production line in the plant where I worked, which I gladly arranged, and then sometimes in return, they gave me an inside view of their workplace.
But I’m digressing, back to my story. We arrived at St Pancreas station just before 10, an hour younger than when we departed thanks to the time difference. We got ourselves a day card on the tube and proceeded to the hotel. Check-in was only from around 3 pm, but we could drop our bags and start our visit to London immediately.
With all her cruising and traveling, I presumed Grace had been to London before, so I was surprised to learn this was her first time in this wonderful city. There was a time I used to come at least once a year, aside from some business trips, so I did know my way around, which was much appreciated by Grace. The first destination we went to was Leicester Square, to the famous half-price ticket booth, to see which play we could see that evening. We were lucky, they had some great seats for The Mousetrap by Agatha Christie, the longest-playing theatre performance in the city and probably in the world. I had seen a version in Antwerp a few years before, but never the original. That covered us nicely for the first evening.
That’s unfortunately where it ended because London was no more the London I used to visit when I saw numerous plays like Pyjama Tops with a full-size see-through swimming pool on stage where girls came to swim in the nude. I loved it when I could see a play featuring one of the actors from the British comedy series perform live on stage, like in ‘Let’s Get Laid’ with John Inman, who played the part of Mister Humphries in ‘Are you being served’ or ‘Indian Ink’ where Felicity Kendal from ‘The Good Life’ did a full frontal. But the absolute top in that genre for me is still ‘Oh Calcutta’.
Those were the days, and I only mentioned the plays with nudity in them, but none of that anymore, even Raymond’s Revue Bar was gone. I’ll probably have to settle for Grace performing a striptease in the hotel room, but enough reminiscing about the good old days, back to our London visit. After we bought the tickets we had a very traditional fish and chips in one of the eateries around Leicester Square.
From there I took her on a leisurely walk via Piccadilly Circus to Regent Street with all its wonderful shops. I promised her we would visit Harrods the next day and maybe a few museums as well. I already knew that by the end of this weekend, I would be knackered, and as it turned out, I was.
We returned to the hotel by 5 in the afternoon and checked in. As I was still a gold card HHonors member they gave us a queen superior room. A nice spacious room with two queen beds giving us ample space for some horseplay which didn’t take us too long to engage in. As soon as we closed the door behind us, Grace took me in her arms and kissed me as she had never kissed me before.
“Wow, what brought that on?”
“I’m so happy that you brought me here Lew. It has been on my to-do list for so many years and I never found the time nor the opportunity to actually do it, and here we are. Nancy was so jealous when she heard.”
“Well you took me on a cruise, something I had been dreaming about for a long time as well, and then the trip to Florida to visit Jeff and Rachel…”
“Speaking of which, I’ve got a date when they will be coming to Belgium, they’ll arrive the third week of January on Saturday the sixteenth. They will stay one week and then continue on to Rome to visit with Gina and Victoria.”
“Sounds good, I’ll need to make a note in my agenda to keep some time available to take them to the touristy places in Belgium.”
“I’m sure they’ll appreciate that greatly; they mentioned they wanted to see all the things they’ve been reading about.”
“I’ll give them all the info I had prepared for Gina’s visit a few months ago.”
“Great, but now I need some TLC, please…”
“Your wish is my command, my lady,” I replied completely in local style, taking her again in my arms and tenderly kissing her. She opened her mouth, willingly engaging in a slow tongue tango while she rubbed my back. My hands were already busy with the zipper of her dress, taking it slowly down.
“Who said you could undress me, sir!”
“I’m so sorry my lady, but I hoped that you would be willing to give me an appetizer before we go to dinner.”
“Oh an appetizer hey, yes that is possible, but then I want one as well.”
“Can be done, but I go first!” Upon which I pulled her dress over her shoulders and let it drop to the floor, leaving her in her bra and panties. While we were traveling I had seen she wore black nylons that I had presumed were pantyhose, but she had a nice surprise for me: she was wearing a coordinated suspender belt and sheer black stockings.
“Wow, Grace this takes it to a totally different level.”
“You like?”
“Absolutely! I just love a woman wearing stockings, you never cease to amaze me, love.”
Knowing I always had problems with unclasping a bra I saw her hands already disappear behind her back undoing this hellish piece of female clothing and setting her gorgeous boobs free, pushing them out. I restrained myself and did not grab them immediately but tenderly took her wrists and lifted her arms above her head, putting her tits fully on display. I then slowly slid the tips of my fingers over the inside of her arms towards the objects of my admiration, but bypassed them at the last moment, going further down over the side of her ribcage just to where it ended and then tickling my way up again.
This move had the desired effect on her nipples which I saw getting harder and enlarged as my fingertips got closer and closer to the underside of her tits. That’s when I made my move with my mouth directly onto the nipple of her right boob, first giving it a tender kiss after which I sucked it hungrily into my mouth. From the moaning, I knew I had made the correct decision to not attack her fun bags directly but tease them first. The left side was not forgotten but got a different treatment with my tickling fingers ending with the precious nub between my thumb and index finger giving it a firm squeeze which resulted in a squeaky little moan.
With my hands at the top of her panties, I slid down to the floor taking them with me and uncovering the most interesting part of her luscious body, her enticing playground. It was still nicely devoid of pubic hair and already slightly moist, a clear indication I was making all the right moves on her. I could hear it silently sending out a mating call, but before I performed the traditional in-and-out dance, I first wanted to do an oral assessment of her female juices. I blew on her little wonderland to get them flowing a bit more, which sent shivers throughout her body.
She grabbed my head and pulled it in the direction of that magical place where her legs meet. Again I took it slow, with a quick kiss on her slick womanhood. I could feel that was not entirely to her liking as she pulled a bit harder making my nose touch her little pleasure point. I didn’t want to keep her in suspense any longer and gave a good strong lick with the flat of my tongue from the bottom of her snatch all the way to the top and back down again. I was rewarded with more of her tasty juices and some growling and grumbling deep in her throat.
“Oh my God Lew, I almost forgot how good you are at this,” she whispered above me while she slightly bent her knees and opened up a little more. As she was standing next to the bed I gave her a little push which made her drop backward on it. This allowed me to grab her ankles and spread her legs wide opening up her playground completely. Now I could really start nibbling at her labia, pulling at the tender flesh with my lips and teeth. After painting her outer and inner labia with my saliva, my tongue went in search of the small bundle of nerves still hiding under its hood at the top. It almost felt like I was drawn by a magnet to the magic little appendage which immediately came peeking out ready to be toyed with.
I immediately went to town on her prized jewel, licking it and pulling at it with my lips and ultimately my teeth. They always say that only women can do multiple things at the same time. I was determined to prove the opposite, that males could too, by using my hands to bring pleasure to the rest of her body, especially her beautiful, firm boobs. Also, there were these little nubbins on top of them, very much like her clit that loved to be squeezed and tickled. By doing just that I could feel I was sending tremors rippling down straight to her clit.
All of a sudden I felt her body tense up as she orgasmed and squirted a flood of girl juices directly into my mouth and face. I just love this kind of appetizer!
“Yes!... Yes!... Oh, my Gawd!... fuck!... fuck!”
“In a minute dear, when I can get out of these clothes!” I replied.
“Yes you did it again, I'm naked and you are still fully dressed!” she said while she came off the bed and got busy undoing all the buttons of my clothing and the zipper of my pants. She had me naked in ten seconds flat, probably a new personal record for her. My cock stood proudly at attention, waiting for whatever she had in mind. I didn’t have to wait very long to find out, as she dropped to her knees in front of me and went, with her mouth, to town on my love pole.
First, she licked the bulbous head and when she was satisfied it was nice and wet she moved her lips teasingly slowly to the bottom, all the while working her tongue on the sensitive underside and driving me crazy. I had to keep my wits about me and not immediately fill her hot mouth with my sperm. She expected me to satisfy her glory station with my rod and I had every intention of doing just that, so after she had encouraged it to grow some more and made it hard as steel, I pulled out of her mouth. I grabbed her hands, turned her around, and made her sit on all fours on the bed.
“Oh, you want to play doggy?”
“Yes dear, that’s the caveman in me.”
“Yes, let him out, I love it,” she replied while she stuck her bum out enticingly.
“Better not go to my backdoor, I’m afraid I didn’t prepare for that.”
“No worries dear, I love to take your front from behind as much as I do your back, we’ll pleasure your backdoor another time.”
I slid my fuckpole, which she had managed to get even harder and bigger than when it came out to play, in one go into her already extremely wet cunt, and began the mating dance. Notwithstanding that she had orgasmed just minutes ago, she immediately responded vocally, letting me know she appreciated the different friction she was experiencing. I took my time, pistoning away at a steady pace while I milked her tits. I just love the way tits feel and look when a woman is in this position, especially when they are crowned with rock-hard nipples as Grace’s were.
“Oh my God Lew this feels soooo goooood, I could have you go on like this for hours.”
“If I do that dear we will miss our dinner and our visit to the theatre.”
“Oh yes, the theatre, I had completely forgotten we need to go out again, so you better make haste and fill me up with your delicious juice. You probably won’t believe it but my pussy confided in me that it likes…what am I saying that it craves your sperm.”
“You have conversations with your pussy?”
“Yes, don’t you talk with your dick sometimes?”
“Yes, but that is mainly to keep it at bay if it decides to get all stiff at an inappropriate time.”
“Oh, I had no idea that there was an inappropriate time for it to get hard?”
“Believe me, sometimes there is, you hussy!”
“Are you calling me a hussy?”
“Yes, since you walked into my studio, you’ve been insatiable, not that I mind but admit it, Grace, you thought your days of having wild sex were over before that visit.”
“Yes that’s true and I’m ever so grateful that you shook me awake and convinced me that I could still be attractive to men, even younger men, like Rache’s husband Jeff.”
“Yeah, you loved it when we were both inside you.”
“That was a mind-boggling experience and I hope to be able to repeat it when they come over at the beginning of next year.”
“But hey, what about right now?”
“Not as mind-boggling as then but still in the top ten of our joint experiences, so stop talking and let me enjoy my orgasm.”
When she said that, I also felt I was close to boiling point and when her cunt started to contract around my cock I knew I wouldn’t able to hold off much longer, but she had something else in mind. She quickly pulled off my cock, turned around, and opened her mouth wide, inviting me to fill it with my juicy sperm, clearly also eager to get her own special appetizer before dinner. Even if I would have wanted to deny her, it was impossible, as I had reached the point of no return and squirted rope after rope of cum of juicy cum into her eager mouth. When I was done, she licked the last drop off of the eye, closed her mouth, and made noises as if she was tasting the most expensive wine before making a big show of swallowing.
“Oh my God Lew, I love your taste, I never in my life thought that I would become a cum slut, but you turned me into one.”
“I most certainly did no such thing, I’m sure you were a cum slut long before we met.”
“I can understand that it’s hard for you to believe this but I never swallowed cum before I met you.”
“Really?”
“Yes really, if you don’t believe me, ask Nancy.”
“She knows?”
“Yes, we have no secrets whatsoever for each other.”
“Hang on a second, did she also tell you I had sex with her when she visited me the first time in the studio?”
“Ueh, yes, and when you had dinner with her.”
“And it didn’t bother you?”
“No, do you remember that Nancy walked out after you proposed that she pose in the nude with Emelia, and she came back half an hour later?”
“Yes, she came back and said she had changed her mind and would go for the nude photos, which at the time did surprise me a bit.”
“Well, she came straight to me to get my opinion and explained what you proposed. I advised her to go for it. Remember she hadn’t had sex for about a year and a half and from what she told me I concluded that such a nude photoshoot, might lead to her having sex again, something she desperately needed at the time, and from what she told me about you, you seemed like a decent guy.”
“Thanks for the compliment, but why did she invite me to dinner then, when she had already had her sex in the studio?”
“She called me when she got home and told me she invited you for dinner because the sex was so good and she wanted more. That’s when we discussed the possibility of me having sex with you as well. I had been going without for far longer than Nancy at the time and that’s when we decided to set up this scheme with me posing for you. We wanted to see how you were going to get me naked in front of your camera and potentially have sex with me - thank God you fell for it.”
“So it was all fake, lies, a setup? You actually made me believe I was the one who talked you out of your clothes?”
“I’m afraid so dear, except for the fact that I had gone without any sex for a couple of years. That was not a lie at all, and after what she told me, she convinced me I would be able to get you to fuck me or whatever...I hope you’re not mad?”
“Mad, I am furious!... though I absolutely love what you did. When we get back home I will definitely take you to the club and give you and maybe Nancy too the spankings of your lives for deceiving me…taking advantage of a poor innocent photographer, you should be ashamed,” I added with a big grin on my face.
It was high time we went to have our dinner in the hotel restaurant if we wanted to make it in time for the play we had booked for the evening. The pre-booked 3-course dinner was not really special but it was OK. The Mousetrap we had booked was fantastic, it’s always great to see live actors on stage, even if there are none that you know from television. It’s always good if you see any from TV series you know like I’d had the pleasure of seeing perform in the good old days.
There was one performance I still remember vividly and that was “Les Misérables”. I had meetings with colleagues one day and I asked my local contact to arrange a trip downtown in the evening to see one play or another. He arranged everything, the theatre tickets, and the train tickets. Unfortunately, the whole thing was a total disaster, I should have known when I saw that the train tickets were twice as expensive as the theatre tickets.
Yes, indeed our seats were in the Gods. We could only see one-third of the stage, and on top of that, it was July and steaming hot up there. They had opened all the high windows in the theatre so we heard more of the noise from outside than what was happening on stage. During the intermission, some of my colleagues went outside, and I only saw them again when the play had finished. They’d been to a nearby pub, and rather than coming back after one, they enjoyed several draughts to compensate for the heat they suffered in the theatre.
Maybe I should make an attempt to get us some decent tickets for “Les Miz” for the next evening - I’d have to check with Grace.
After the play, we went for a drink in a nearby pub, a nice draught for me, I just love English bitter and Grace had an exotic G&T, she confessed she was a big fan of different types of gin. By the time we got back to the hotel, it was close to midnight, high time for people our age to get some shuteye.
The next day we planned a visit to the Tate Gallery followed by an extensive visit to Harrods. There, something similar happened to me as it did in Spain in 1992 during the World Exhibition in Sevilla. At the time I was vacationing in Portugal on the Algarve and I took the opportunity to visit the World Exhibition. Sometime during the afternoon of my visit, I was walking through the pavilion of energy and spotted a familiar figure down below.
Going closer, I saw it was my German boss who also happened to be there at the exact same moment. What now happened to me in Harrods was very similar. Grace had gone to Ladies Fashions while I went to the food halls. I wanted to see the different exhibits they normally put on there around Christmas when all of a sudden I spotted Linda pointing at something. I snuck up on her from behind and when I reached her I said, “don’t you dare to touch that young lady!” She jumped up startled and turned around with an angry face to see who had dared to address her until she recognized me.
“Lew! What are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same question darling,” I replied, and by the time I had finished saying that, Elisa showed up as well. “What the heck there’s more of you here.”
“Lew how come you’re here?” she also asked.
“Well, my dears I’m on a city trip with my good friend Grace, what’s your excuse?”
“We’re on a city trip too, compliments of my boss Jack, as a thank you for getting a big job done in a shorter time than planned. The customer was over the moon and he gave us a bonus, as it allowed him to open his business much sooner than he expected.”
“So where’s Jack then?”
“Oh he didn’t come along, he doesn’t like London at all.”
“And where does Linda fit into all this then?”
“She had wanted to go on a city trip to London for a long time but didn’t want to go alone, so we found each other, and here we are.”
“So where are you staying?”
“We booked a cheap B&B.”
“Why? was Jack stingy?”
“No, no he gave me a budget to arrange the whole thing and we agreed we didn’t want to spend too much money on accommodation and use most of the money to go shopping.”
“I see, so aside from shopping what else do you plan to do, theatre? Shows?”
“We wanted to see one or more of the more sexy shows or cheaper plays, but there don’t seem to be any anymore so, in the end, we decided on “Les Misérables”, but that would wipe out our entertainment budget in one go.”
“We wanted to go to a show with some nudity too but came to the same conclusion, maybe we should have booked a trip to Paris instead.”
“Maybe I’ve got an idea that could top up your entertainment budget and give me and probably Grace as well what we too were looking for.”
“Tell us,” they said almost in unison.
“Both of you like to show off, right?”
“Yes we don’t mind exhibiting ourselves, you know that from the times you visited the club.”
“Yes, I do, so here is the deal, you two come to our hotel and put on a private sexy show for me and Grace in our room and I’ll offer you two tickets to the play you wanted to see. That may leave you some money to go see another cheaper one of your choice.”
“Would you do that for us, Lew?”
“By all means, you know what, when Grace and I have finished here in Harrods we will go to Leicester Square to book tickets for Les Miz for the Sunday matinee, why don’t you join us and I’ll buy you your tickets at the same time.”
They both jumped up and down clapping their hands, drawing some strange looks from the people standing around. At that precise moment, Grace showed up as we had agreed.
“Linda? What are you doing here with Lew,” she asked giving me a questioning look as if I had something to do with it.”
Linda together with Elisa explained the whole thing again, after which I told Grace about my proposal to the girls. She was immediately enthusiastic and even added dinner to the deal, after which we gave them the address of the hotel we were staying in. I took them to the Leicester Square half-price ticket booth which they didn’t know existed, we bought tickets for that evening's performance of Phantom of the Opera while the girls opted for a light comedy. I finished with booking us seats in row C of the dress circle for Sunday’s matinee of Les Misérables and we agreed to meet on Sunday at the theatre. After the show, we would have dinner in the hotel or somewhere else and then adjourn to our room for some light erotic entertainment as we referred to it. As long as the girls didn’t stay overnight, the hotel couldn’t and wouldn’t object.
When we parted it was high time for us to go back to the hotel, have our second pre-booked dinner, and go see The Phantom.
After the play and some light cuddling and horseplay in the hotel shower, we went to bed and had a good night's sleep. Sunday morning we visited Madame Tussaud’s which was on Grace’s wish list. We had a light lunch in the vicinity of the theatre and were ready at the door around 2 pm where the girls were already waiting for us. This time I really saw the musical, the complete show, and not just one-third of the stage and one-fifth of the songs and lyrics. It was very emotional, and the three girls shed some tears when the character Fantine died, leaving her only daughter Cosette under the wings of the main character Jean Valjean.
We found a cute Italian restaurant not far from our hotel and had a nice dinner after which we adjourned to our room around 7 pm giving us plenty of time for some erotic fun and games.
The girls were over the moon when they saw our room, the bathroom especially drew their attention, as in their B&B, they only had a wash basin. I reassured them that by the end of the evening, they could have a long shower; I even suggested I personally would wash their backs and maybe their fronts if they so wished. That got a giggle out of them.
“Lew, what do you have in mind that we do for your entertainment?”
“Why don’t you start with a striptease my lovely ones…” before I could continue, Grace, interjected, ”You know he’s obsessed with the naked female body don’t you? I’m surprised he doesn’t have his camera at the ready yet.”
“That’s an idea my lovely, we should document this event for posterity,” and grabbed my camera ready to start shooting.
That was the cue the girls needed to start dancing to some music coming out of Elisa’s phone. The temperature in the room immediately started to rise. Elisa was amazing as she almost wound herself around Linda, with her hands going all over Linda’s clad body. When she was behind her I saw her hands move towards the hem of the clinging sweater Linda was wearing and ever so slowly pull it up, first baring her sexy belly and revealing her enticing belly button. As she continued, more and more of Linda’s upper body was on display. When she arrived at her bra it was a bit difficult to slide the sweater over it, but once past that sexy barrier, it was easier, as Linda had helpfully lifted her arms in the air.
When Linda’s sweater was gone, they switched places with Linda taking off Elisa’s top. The difference in boob size between the two immediately drew my attention. I’m a fan of small boobs like Elisa’s double-A’s, but then when I looked at Linda’s B+s they also looked extremely inviting. I would have to wait until they were completely revealed before drawing any conclusions and for that to happen it looked like I had to be patient a bit longer.
The girls were now dancing close together, rubbing their enticing bodies against each other and French kissing at the same time. It was clear both of them had watched porn movies and knew exactly how to entice an audience. After an extensive tongue dance exploring each other’s mouths, Elisa turned around and ground her beautiful Brazilian ass into Linda’s crotch, making her lean forward so her hands could play with those tiny tits, still covered by the very sexy lace bra she was wearing.
Both of them began to moan, Elisa a bit more when Linda’s hands made a slow descent towards the top of her clinging skinny jeans in search of the button and zipper. Once she found it she undid the button and, ever so slowly, began to pull the zipper down. The jeans were so tight they stayed up even with the button undone and the zipper down, however, it revealed just a little bit more of her enticing body. I thought that now Elisa was going to undo Linda’s jeans but I was wrong.
She moved her hands up and began undoing Elisa’s bra at the back while placing small feather-like kisses on the girl’s shoulders. Once the bra was loose Linda slipped the straps, still holding the flimsy thing up, off Elisa's shoulders, setting her gorgeous A cups free. I immediately noticed her nipples were already rock hard and so did Linda who slid her hands over Elisa’s small but ever so cute fun bags taking the darker-colored nipps between her thumb and index finger and giving them a friendly squeeze. That drew a small moan from Elisa’s lips. She turned around, her hands on Linda’s back to undo her bra too.
Once her boobs were revealed, she bent forward and placed a kiss on each of Linda’s nipps. This encouraged Linda to grab her head and press it against her bosom, inviting Elisa to continue her mouth-to-mouth on her gumdrop nippies - something she was clearly happy to do. Both girls were moaning, their hands moving over each other’s backs, with Linda grabbing Elisa’s sexy bubble butt. I saw Linda’s hands slide into Elisa’s jeans, taking them down slowly and revealing that she wore a tiny string. Linda followed the jeans downwards, getting down on her knees while kissing her way down Elisa’s body.
Once the jeans were puddled at her ankles, Linda’s face was just in front of Elisa’s still-covered pussy. She made a 180° turn, taking Elisa with her and pushing her onto one of the beds, removing her jeans completely. This was quickly followed by the last piece of textile still covering her most intimate area, still very neatly shaven like the good slave she was. Linda grabbed her ankles and opened her legs as wide as they would go: an impressive spread proving that she was as flexible as Linda herself. Because of the move, her pussy lips opened slightly, revealing to us they were more than just moist, betraying her level of arousal. Linda then bent forward and went to town on Elisa’s cunt with her mouth. The effect was immediate as she began to moan, alternating with high-pitched yelps when Linda paid special attention to her clitty with the tip of her tongue.
From the corner of my eye, I was also watching Grace to see how she was reacting to the show. She was staring as if in a trance - I guessed she had never witnessed a live lesbian show before in her life. One of her hands had moved towards one of her boobs and she was slowly rubbing it over her clothing. I must admit I was sporting a serious boner myself and had tried to adjust it so it didn’t hurt anymore. Maybe I should just let the beast out because that’s how this was probably going to end anyway, with all of us stark naked having sex.
While I was distracted by watching Grace, the scene in front of us had completely changed. Elisa was now standing with Linda reclined on the bed while her shoes and jeans were being removed. The panties quickly followed leaving her also completely naked like Elisa. Linda again showed us how flexible she was, tucking her feet behind her head, and spreading herself wide open for Elisa to explore her nicely waxed pussy.
After making it nice and wet with her saliva, Elisa continued by slipping one finger into Linda’s fuck hole quickly followed by a second and third resulting in Linda singing the moaning song. She became more and more vocal as Elisa removed her fingers and began licking from the top all the way down to her little brown eye. Once there I saw her tongue disappear into Linda’s backdoor. Going back up, the same happened when she hit Linda’s fuckhole. After a while, the girls both wanted to eat each other out and moved into a 69 position, licking each other’s pussies and sucking on each other’s clits.
I was slowly stroking my cock over my clothing when all of a sudden I saw Grace get up from her chair and come toward me. She dropped to her knees, pulled my trousers and boxers down completely, and pushed my legs open giving her total access to my pole. She replaced my hand with hers and took over masturbating me while she looked me straight in the eye as if daring me to stop her. I responded by closing my eyes and moving my head backward, a look of rapture on my face, while I grabbed her head and pulled it towards my shaft.
That was all she needed to take the bulbous head between her lips and make slow circles with her tongue around the rim before sucking it deep into her hot mouth. I could feel from her actions that she was determined to make me cum as quickly as possible. The things her tongue and lips did to my cock were out of this world, that, combined with the visual stimulation I already had from the two youngsters on the bed, strengthened me in my determination to meet her challenge and hold back from cumming as long as I could. I dug deep into the experience of my youth with Alicia ready to repeat her ultimate challenge.
I was so concentrated on this that I hadn’t noticed Linda and Elisa had gotten up from the bed and had joined us. Elisa behind Grace and Linda behind me. I felt Linda’s hands on my shoulders and chest trying to undo the buttons of my shirt while I saw Elisa try to pull Grace’s sweatshirt over her head. That gave me a few seconds to get my arousal under control but on the other hand, it stimulated me more by seeing Grace’s boobs, beautifully encased in a very sexy lace bra, being revealed. Linda challenged me even more when she removed my shirt and began teasing my nipples with her nimble fingers, making them rock hard. When she then began kissing my neck and shoulders I had to hang on by the skin of my teeth not to cum, but I succeeded. Thank God I still had it, I could still control my orgasms in the way Alicia taught me.
When Grace’s sweatshirt had disappeared, her bra was quickly replaced by Elisa’s small hands which could only cover a little more than Grace’s areolae and nipples which she had taken between her thumb and index finger. She also kissed her neck, as Linda did mine, and she was pulling at Grace’s nipples, thus extending her boobs and making them look even bigger and even more beautiful than they were normally, and drawing moans from her lips.
Grace put her hands and arms behind her, pulling Elisa’s head over her shoulder, closer to hers, and engaged in a tongue skirmish with the gorgeous Latina. As this was an awkward position, they got up quickly and moved to one of the twin beds. There they continued their tongue dancing in a far more comfortable way, with Grace on her back on the bed and the small lightweight Elisa lying/sitting on top of her.
I turned, and got up, taking Linda with me to the other bed in the room. She quickly got on top of me, with her knees on each side of my body, leaning forward with her hands next to my head. She began an equally toe-curling tonsil hockey with me while I started playing with her pendulous boobs, keeping her nipps rock hard with my fingers, tickling and pinching them. My pole was nicely encased between her pussylips, but not inside her, and getting wetter by the minute from her dripping cunt.
When I was done playing with her tits, I moved my hands to her cute butt, grabbing a hold of each buttock and making her slide up and down over my cock, masturbating myself with her slit. She quickly grasped what I was doing, placed her hands on my shoulders, and took over the up-and-down sliding. This way she could better control the stimulation it created on her clitty, resulting in even more girly juices flowing over my cock, making it super slippery. It didn’t take very long to become so slippery that on one of the following down movements, it slipped almost automatically inside her hot passage allowing her to start riding me like a cowgirl.
As that happened, I was distracted by loud moaning from the other bed and when I looked to the side I saw Grace with Elisa on top engaged in a girly 69 each enjoying the other's cunny to the full. The decibels began to rise when in the throes of passion, both started to moan and groan harder and harder. The view was spectacular, Elisa’s very small tits looking slightly bigger because they were hanging down over Grace’s belly and Grace’s boobs standing proud between Elisa’s legs. All of a sudden I saw Elisa pull back as Grace orgasmed and began to squirt, shouting at the top of her voice.
“Oh my God fuck, fuck, yes, yes, keep licking!”
Elisa, being a very good sub, braved the torrent of girl juice emerging from Grace’s cunt and continued licking and sucking, while swallowing to keep from drowning. It didn’t take long though before she gave as good as she got, also orgasming onto Grace’s face and inundating her with a similarly huge amount of girl juice. When both had stopped squirting, Elisa rolled off of Grace onto her back and lay panting just the same as Grace did.
Now that the show on the other bed was over I could concentrate again on cowgirl Linda riding my cock on top of me, I heard my partner in crime’s breathing getting faster and faster, a clear sign of her approaching orgasm. As I had every intention to not stop at fucking just one cunt, when I had 3 available, I needed to make her cum as quickly as possible and keep from doing so myself. I grabbed her tits and began to massage them, pinching her gumdrop nipples and bringing her over the crest.
“Yes, fuck, fuck me, fuck me hard, make me cum give it to me, I want your hot cum deep in my cunt, oh yes, yes, aaaaah!” The remainder of the words she uttered were more like animalistic cries. She may have wanted me to inject her with my cum, but I did not for obvious reasons, so when she stopped shaking from her orgasm, I put my hands under her butt and lifted her gently off my cock. She fell forward onto my chest panting. After a short while, she realized that she was like a dead weight to me and rolled to the side of the bed on her back, giving me a huge smile.
“I didn’t feel you fill me up Lew, what happened?”
“Well my dear, there are two other very eager ladies in this room that I will probably need to take care of, and I don’t want them to have to wait while I recover.”
“I see, you want to do all three of us?”
“If possible yes, I don’t want to favor one to the detriment of another, each of you deserves the best treatment I can possibly give.”
Upon this remark, I saw the other two on the bed next to us get up and join us.
Grace gave me a devious smile and said, “I wonder how good you are at keeping your orgasm at bay, you keep boasting about it, but I wonder if we really put our minds to it how long you will be able to last?”
“I see; you want to test me then?”
“Yes, I know you are good with one woman, but what about with all three of us?”
“OK, challenge accepted, the remaining question is how long is long? You know about the challenge Petra gave me, is that the standard?”
“I’m not sure I know or remember,” Grace replied, “tell us about it.”
“I challenged Petra that I would last up to 20 minutes before I would come while she gave me a blowjob.”
“You should be able to do better than that Lew.”
“Under normal circumstances, yes, but I have already been seriously challenged, first by you Grace with your hands and mouth and then when I fucked Linda to an orgasm, so I can accept 20 minutes but not longer.”
“OK 20 minutes it is, but we can do whatever we want with you!”
“As long as it doesn’t maim or kill me… but the question remains, what do I get when I succeed because I will not have had the pleasure of my orgasm?”
“Let me think about it, but then what will you give us if we succeed?”
“If you succeed, each one of you gets me as your private slave for 24 hours, when I say slave it could be as a sex slave, but I will mainly expect to do chores, cook for you, clean, drive you around, and if you ask nicely I might be persuaded to give you an orgasm as a bonus. But I draw the line at inflicting pain, no floggings or hot wax treatments and my backdoor is also strictly a no-go zone.”
“Sounds good, I guess girls we can offer him a similar deal if Lew wins?”
Linda, however, wanted some more specifications as to what they expected of me, “Sounds good but within that period you’ll need to make us cum at least 5 times of which a minimum of 2 will be multiple orgasms using your oral skills as well as your cock and hands.”
“And it could involve babysitting so that Nancy and I can go on a shopping spree,” Grace added with a smile on her face.
“No special requests from your end Elisa?” I asked.
“None that I can think of immediately no, I do very much appreciate Linda’s orgasm conditions though.”
“OK ladies, but if you can add special conditions, so can I; during the 24 hours, when you are in my place or any other private place, you need to always be naked, when outside you will go commando. I also want at least one photoshoot, maybe even a video of you masturbating. I will insist on some light fetish play as well, nothing major it has to remain fun for both, and I may want to practice some of my bondage skills on you.”
I saw Elisa’s face light up when she replied, “I can definitely go for that, and you can add flogging, spanking, and hot wax to that for me as well,” after which she continued in a whisper, “I just love it when you flog me, Lew. In comparison to what Jack does to me, it’s more like petting.”
After that, they all nodded in agreement. Lucky for me my cock had gone half-mast again during this whole negotiation, giving me at least a small starting advantage.
“Please remain on your back on the bed Lew, it is now 9:30, if you haven’t orgasmed by 9:50 you win, else you will be our slave for a day once we get back home.”
I said nothing, closed my eyes to take away the visual stimulation from their enticing naked bodies, and started thinking of all kinds of nasty stuff to keep my mind off all the things they were going to do to me. I felt them crawl onto the bed. One of them grabbed my hands and pulled them high above my head while another grabbed my ankles and opened my legs wide putting me in a spread eagle position, completely open to their attacks.
The next thing I felt was a tongue starting to lick one side of my cock with another licking the other side. While one went up the other went down. The one on top took my cock into her mouth and sucked hard on the head, tickling the sensitive underside with the tip of her tongue. The process was repeated by the second one. All of a sudden I felt tickling fingernails on the inside of my arms starting at my elbows and working their way to my armpits and then toward my nipples, which instantly began to pebble. Once they were rock hard, a hot tongue started licking and sucked them into an even hotter mouth. That sent small electric jolts directly to my penis. I’m sure even the girls sucking my cock could feel it.
One of them was now seriously giving me head, sucking on my cock like a vacuum cleaner, while another one sucked my balls one at a time into her mouth and gave them a thorough wash with her tongue. When both had received a nice hot tongue bath, that same tongue moved towards my pucker, even trying to get inside my backdoor.
The mouth that had been pleasuring my nipples had now moved towards my own, and agile tongue demanding entry. I never had an upside-down kiss before, but the person kissing me clearly had experience. I was not sure who it was, and after the challenge the Italian girls together with Grace and Nancy gave me to figure out which pussy I was eating, I absolutely wanted to work out who was doing what.
First I was tempted to just look, but where is the fun in that? The upside-down mouth had left me and the light slowly dimmed as I felt a couple of silky soft thighs slide along both sides of my face. I was also treated to a more distinguishable female aroma, as the pussy belonging to the silky thighs I felt along my face approached my nose and mouth. The smell was familiar but I still had doubts about whom it belonged to. I know, curiosity killed the cat but I was desperate to sneak a peek, as after all the challenge this time was totally different from the one I had before with the four women. After opening one eye I immediately recognized pecan-colored skin, so it was Elisa sitting on my face.
Contrary to her younger sister Jada, I had never had the pleasure of tasting her pussy, so I dove in. Eating pussy would also help me shift the focus from my cock and concentrate on something entirely different, hopefully helping me to keep my impending orgasm at bay. I snuck another furtive peek at the clock, 9:43, seven more minutes to go, I sure could use the diversion and went to town on the Latina pussy hovering above my face.
I was immediately rewarded with some serious moans from the girl riding my face. I made it my mission to make her cum at least before the others were able to do the same to me, within or outside the agreed challenge time. As I had now also my hands free, I began pawing at her double-A titties, seeking out her nipples. From previous encounters, I knew that pinching and almost torturing them would make her cum faster.
I started by doing what she did to my nipps, tickling them so that they pebbled up nicely. When I felt them grow I pinched them between my thumb and index finger ending with a vicious turn that resulted in a high-pitched yelp. This was clearly what she needed, proved by the increased production of her girly juices flooding my face. After the titty play, I moved my hands to her hips pulling her more into my face so I could increase my suction power on her clit. The suction helped entice it from under its hood ready to be pressed between my lips together with the occasional nibble with my teeth.
Unfortunately for me, the other two nymphos who were busy with my joystick also moved it up a notch. After licking my backdoor I now distinctly felt a finger trying to enter my anus on its way to my prostate to give it a massage. They had obviously read the whole manual on how to make a man orgasm in 5 minutes. As I was now fully engaged in eating Elisa’s cunt, I couldn't see how much time I still needed to resist to win this challenge.
But it got me thinking, “what would be more fun, being a slave or having a slave? difficult choice, both had their advantages and disadvantages…maybe I better let nature take its course,” so I continued concentrating on Elisa’s pussy to take my mind off my impending orgasm. “Come to think of it, maybe I was too competitive to lose this challenge after all.”
It was hard, and I felt my cum starting to churn in my balls about ready to explode when I heard Grace shout “DARN the bastard did it again!”
“Did I make it?” I whispered while I felt the pressure in my balls diminishing.
“Yes, you did.”
“Thank you, Alicia, for your training!” I shouted.
“If I ever meet that woman I’ll have a serious, talk with her,” Grace said.
“Well ladies, I think you will be my personal slaves for a whole day sometime soon. I’m really looking forward to it, but rest assured, I’ll make sure you will also enjoy it, I might even take on that other challenge of making you cum 5 times during those 24 hours as Linda requested. I can’t guarantee the multiple orgasms though.”
“Speaking of orgasms, don’t you think I deserve one right now?”
“If you insist,” Linda replied.
“Yes, I do and as far as I remember Grace was the only one today I wasn’t able to give one, so Grace will you do the honors of riding me into Nirvana and hopefully join me?”
She didn’t need another invitation, immediately straddling me and sliding her dripping cunt over my still rock-hard cock and started riding me.
“If you want an orgasm yourself, I’m afraid you’ll have to be quick about it as I don't think I’ll last much longer than 30 seconds.”
I tried to help as much as possible by grabbing her boobs and massaging them, paying special attention to the gumdrop nipples, while she began diddling her clit with her fingers. I was glad I could finally let go and allowed my balls to churn up the available sperm preparing it for a powerful explosion. Exactly 30 seconds after my cock had slipped into Grace’s cunt I felt the pleasure muscle in my penis contract and squirt the first load of sperm up my shaft into her quivering hole. It was followed by another 3 or 4 smaller loads which also made her body burn with pleasure.
“Oh migod this feels soooo goooood!” she shouted at the top of her voice, cheered on by our small audience.
“Waw you two - that looked like the orgasm of all orgasms,” Linda said clapping her hands.
“Yes I’ve never before in my life seen such a performance,” Elisa added joining Linda in her applause.
“If I wasn’t totally bushed ladies, I’d take a bow, but please allow me to catch my breath first.”
“Yes me too,” Grace added.
“So we’ll be your slaves for a whole day soon then?” Linda asked.
“I’m not so sure it will be sometime soon with the holidays rapidly approaching, although maybe I could choose one of you to cook me a Christmas dinner on the 24th, the question is which one of you do I trust enough with this delicate task?”
Linda and Elisa shouted in unison, “GRACE!”
“How about it Grace, could and would you abide by the verdict of the jury?”
“I don’t have anything special on, I always celebrate together with Nancy and Emelia. Do you have any food preferences?”
“How about a nice roast turkey?”
“Sounds good, a turkey is usually too big for just Nancy and me but with you added, and maybe, if you’re interested girls? you two as well?”
“If Lew is willing to share his Christmas party and part of your 24 hours as his slave with us, I’d love to,” Linda replied.
“I’ll have to ask Jack if it’s OK but he is usually rather tolerant when it comes to me going to a party at a friend's house, so yes please count me in as well.”
“That’s a deal then. I just need to figure out what I will want to make you do aside from the time needed for cooking and eating.”
“If you want me to slave over a hot stove and oven to prepare you a full Christmas dinner with all the trimmings, there won’t be much time left for anything else I’m afraid.”
“Oh don’t you worry dear, I’ll find something, besides, don’t forget you will be preparing and serving that dinner in the buff.”
“WHAT!”
“Yes, that was one of the stipulations, when indoors in a private home you will be naked, and I’ll be around enjoying the show.”
“You, little pervert,” she responded with a big smile.
“I will allow you to wear an apron though, or perhaps I’ll protect them with my hands: I don’t want those beauties of yours burned or maimed in any way while you are working at the hot stove.”
“Oh thank you for being so considerate sir!”
“My pleasure and also yours I hope. Concerning you two,” I continued while pointing at Linda and Elisa, “Your 24 hours as my slave will have to be postponed until the new year. I’m thinking January or February and I hope we will have some snow by then as I plan a nice photoshoot in the snow.”
“You mean in the nude?” Linda asked gasping.
“Yes of course my dear, I’ll even expect you to make a snow angel.”
“We will die!”
“No don’t worry and I promise you I’ll warm you up after the shoot.”
“You better mister pervert photographer.”
“Well maybe you’ll be lucky and there won’t be any snow at all this coming winter. Anyway, that’s all in the very distant future, for now, I think it may be better if you take a nice shower, get dressed, and return to your lovely B&B.”
“Will you join us Lew to wash our backs?” Elisa asked looking at me with puppy eyes.
“But of course my dear, whatever tickles your fancy.”
We all adjourned to the bathroom and one after the other they joined me in the shower while the other two played with each other. By the time it was finished, my skin had completely wrinkled up and I had another orgasm, compliments of Linda who had managed to suck my cock back into the performance position and draw another load of cum from it, which she swallowed turning that into a major performance and drawing another round of applause from the other two girls.
By eleven we had said our goodbyes. They were staying on a bit longer in London, while we were returning the next day, but not before Grace had had another go at Christmas shopping. We got back home very late, or should I say very early Tuesday morning.
After dropping Grace at her home, the taxi took me to my humble abode where I barely made it to the bedroom before dropping as dead on my bed. In a few hours, I would have to deal with Elisa’s sister Jada, go over the work she had done on Hellen’s magazine while I was away and who knows even face her over-aged hippy teacher Sunshine. I must remember to call her by her real name, Miss Brooks, and not her nickname Sunshine…