Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2012 08:38:25 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The Babysitter. Part Three.

    This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments,
good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

     Part Three

   Breakfast, as in most hotels abroad, is a help yourself buffet. Nicky
had only been down a few minutes, and was getting some juice, when Jason
breezed up behind her, and gave her a small slap on the bottom. She got two
glasses while Jason collared a table for them. A passing waiter poured out
coffee for them. Jason drank his juice and said that he was starving, and
came back to the table with a large plateful of goodies from the
buffet. Nicky had decided on a fruit breakfast. While they ate, they talked
over the amorous adventures of Jason the day before. Nicky said that she
was both jealous and proud of the comments made by June and Wendy regarding
her young protégé in the bedroom arena. But she was here too, and for
him not to forget it.

   They finished breakfast, and went out to the pool. They had their
costumes on under the clothes that they wore for the dining room. When he
took his shirt off, Nicky saw that his back was very red from yesterday's
sun. She sat him down and oiled his back for him, then made him stand so
that she could do the backs of his legs.

   `Keep that back out of the sun today. Stay in the shade or you'll really
suffer.' He adjusted the large umbrella so that it's shade covered both
their loungers. Nicky oiled herself and laid back and picked up her
magazine she had brought down to read. Jason leaned back and just
relaxed. After about an hour, he got up.

   `Phew,' he said, `that's enough for a while. I'm going in for a
swim. Coming?'

   `Not yet,' she replied, not looking up, `you go in. I'll join you
later.'

   Jason dived into the cool water and slowly trolled up and down the
pool. He saw his mother and father come out to the poolside.

   `Hi mom, dad,' he called out, giving them a wave. `If we'd known what
time you were coming down, we'd have saved you some loungers with us.

   `No problem son,' Jim called back, `we'll be just as comfortable over
here.' Jason waved back again and turning turtle, swam underwater back down
the pool. He surfaced at the far end and held on to the side, taking deep
breaths. He suddenly stopped breathing when a small hand came between his
legs and took hold of his balls in a firm grasp. A hot breath whispered
into his ear.

   `You must be Jason if what is in my hand is not padding,' this soft
silky voice breathed. He turned his head and looked into the very dark eyes
in the exquisitely beautiful face of a young oriental girl. It was honey
coloured and framed by jet black hair.

   `You have the advantage of me in more ways than one,' he replied, not
moving as her hand moved round and gently squeezed and rubbed him through
the thin fabric at the front of his trunks.

   `If your hand was on the inside, you might find that my credentials are
all in order.' His hand slipped into the water and grasped her crotch.

   `Now that two parts of our anatomy are known to each other, might I know
your name, and how you know mine?'

   He then moved his hand down the front of her bikini and a finger was
quickly inserted into her. She shivered and smiled as it moved inside her.

   `That proves you're Jason Ashwell, and my name is Suzie. Suzie Wang. Not
Wong as in the film, but Suzie Wang. Your name was passed onto me with some
reverence. So I decided to find out for myself if what was spoken of, is
true. I work on the opposite shift to June and Wendy.'

    `Ah-ha!' said Jason, now understanding, `and where is your alter ego?'
He was pleased with that phrase. He'd only learnt last week what it meant,
and it came out just right, so he repeated it to himself again. He looked
round for another desirable female that airlines seemed to employ.

   `Over there,' she indicated with her head in the direction of Nicky. He
saw that a young man was sitting opposite her, talking.

   `But it's a fellow!' he exclaimed. She laughed. It was a tinkling little
sound she made, which he instantly adored. I must make her laugh more
often, he thought.

   `The airline also employ stewards as well. That is Colin. We are on the
same shift for the next two months. This is only our second trip together,
and I'm still not sure if he's gay or not.' Colin was at that moment
laughing at something Nicky must have said.

   `Well he looks gay enough to me,' Jason said, deliberately
misunderstanding her.

   `No. I mean I'm not sure if he prefers girls or boys, but I know what
you prefer.' She now had his cock out of the top of his trunks and was
gently working her hand up and down his shaft. He took his hand out of her
bikini and pulled his cock free from her grip.

   `Let's not waste what we both want in the water. The chlorine is enough
without me adding anything to it. Your room or mine?'

   `Mine,' she said, `give me five minutes. Room 272.'

   She slipped under the surface and kicked herself away from the wall and
didn't surface until she reached the ladder. She climbed out and briefly
spoke to Colin and Nicky, and picking up her towel, went into the
hotel. Jason slowly swam over to the steps and climbed out.

   `Jason,' Nicky called out. `Come and meet Colin,' she said as he walked
over. `He works with Suzie, whom I see you have met. They also spoke to
Wendy and June this morning.'

   `That, I have already found out,' Jason replied. `Hello Colin. Nice to
meet you.' Colin stood up and they shook hands. Colin's handshake was firm
enough. Not the macho, I've got to crush your bones first, type of grip,
but neither was it a limp one. So Jason didn't learn anything there. He
started to speak, but Nicky spoke first. `Well go on then. She's waiting
for you,' giving him a wicked smile, but her eyes said that she would
rather cut his throat.

   `Your reputations on the line, lover boy. You better get upstairs and
perform on the `'Orient Express''.' Jason turned away with a hurt
expression on his face, and went into the hotel.

   `Nicky,' Colin said wagging an admonishing finger, `that was a bit harsh
on Suzie, calling her that.'

   `I'm sorry Colin,' and she squeezed his hand. `I do apologise. It was
very rude and thoughtless of me. I am sorry, but it makes me damn jealous
that I taught him all that he knows, and everybody else is getting the
benefit out of it. Except me! It's not fair. Besides,' she pouted, `she's
been here less than an hour, and she's already getting her end away.'

   `I see your point. Yes, Orient Express? I can now see the funny side of
it,' he laughed, took her hand and held it, his face getting
serious. `I...I don't want to be presumptuous on the short time since we
first spoke, but..., well what I mean is...er well I've...er, not had much
experience with girls. And...and, well, you're a very attractive girl, but
do you think you could teach me what he has learnt?'  He looked so bashful
after finally stuttering out his request, that Nicky's heart went out to
him.

   `Why not,' she said, jumping up. `What's good for the gander, is good
enough for the goose, right?' She took his hand and they followed the same
trail into the hotel.

   Meanwhile, in room 272. The door had been unlocked, and Jason walked and
locked it behind him. Suzie was lying on the bed, naked. Her body the same
colour all over as her face. A warm honey brown, and not a bikini line to
be seen. Her breasts were small and round, with very dark aureoles and
little button nipples. Her pubic hair was a perfect triangle, as dark as a
raven, and looked as though it had been trimmed and shaped, but he didn't
think that was the case. He would soon find out anyway. As he approached
the bed, she told him to stop and take off his trunks. This he did, and
stood there naked for her gaze to travel over his body, as his eyes had
done to hers.

   `Onto the bed,' she commanded. So she wants to be in control, he said to
himself, well let's see if she can. So he got on the bed and lay beside her
and she started to kiss him. He responded and returned them, both kissing
open mouthed. Each striving to drive their tongues down each others'
throat. She was lying on her side, her upper body twisting against his
chest, but being careful, it seemed, to keep her lower body away from his,
not touching his prick which was now bouncing about on his stomach. She
broke free from the kissing, and announced in a husky voice that she was
ready. She got to her knees, threw the pillows to the floor and swung a leg
over him. She leaned forward and placed her hands flat on the wall and
moved up before lowering herself down onto his open mouth.

   As his tongue went into her, he buried his nose into her pubic hair,
which was as soft as down. The scent was of the Orient, but the taste was
of a woman. Her smell was a heady perfume for him, exciting him so much
that he pushed his mouth up tighter into her sex, so that he could only
breath now through his nose. His arms went round her waist and his hands
began to stroke her bum before he used his fingers to dig into the firm
cheeks. She came so suddenly that it caught him unawares. He coughed and
nearly choked, but managed to keep sucking, as she was now rubbing her clit
up and down from his chin to his nose. Breathing hard, she slowed and eased
herself down, and sat on his chest. Her head hung down as she panted, and
grinned at him.

   `That was good. Very good. Ready to go again?' He nodded and took a deep
breath as she rose up and offered herself again to his tongue. This time,
his hands held her from smothering him, giving him the freedom of head
movement to really work his tongue and lips to the best advantage. She
tried to bear down and dominate the session they were having, but with his
hands as they were; palms upwards on the underside of her thighs, was
slowly being able to force her legs further apart; therefore opening her
sex wide and letting him use all the techniques that Nicky had shown him.

   She finally broke, and went wild. She flung herself from side to side in
the throes of another orgasm and flung herself round into the sixty nine
position. She had an amazing throat. With her mouth open wide, she went
down on him, taking the whole of his erection in till her chin stopped her
from going further. Her teeth raked up his shaft as she lifted her head. He
nipped her clit in response. Her fist grabbed the base of his cock and she
squeezed up as her head went down. She sucked and sucked as fast as she
could to make him come. Jason wouldn't let go till she did. His elbows kept
her thighs wide as he pushed his head up to chew her swollen clit, until
she gurgled on his cock, body going stiff as she came. As she let go,
bouncing on his face as the burning inside of her was let loose like a lava
flow, the heat being quenched by the release.

   Jason then spread his legs wide and let go himself into her mouth as she
sucked, his sperm coming in sharp jets of the hot fluid of his body. She
moaned as the bursts came out with every buck of his hips. Letting it coat
her throat before swallowing, then sucking hard to extract every last drop
as he slowed and finally stopped. Still holding him in her mouth, she moved
her legs off of him, and squatted by the side of his thighs, her head still
moving, but now with slow soft movements. Her face and head turned towards
him, her eyes alight as she slowly pulled his cock out of her mouth. The
swollen head with the foreskin rolled right back, glistening all wet and
purple with suffused blood. She made it stroke her cheek as she kept giving
it kisses.  She finally released it and moved, very sinuously, he thought,
up the bed and nestled herself in the crook of his arm. He cuddled her as
she stroked his chin. Jason smiled at her, and said silent thanks to
Nicky. Still smiling, he drifted off to sleep with Suzie still in his arms.

   While Jason and Suzie were going through their paces, Colin led Nicky
into his room. He closed the door behind him, and gently took her into his
arms and kissed her. It was the sort of kiss that a mother would give to
her small baby. She tried to turn it into a passionate kiss, but he didn't
seem to respond to the extra pressure that she exerted. His mouth then
moved down to her throat and kissed the pulse that was beating, somewhat
irregular at the moment.

   His hands pulled down the costume to her waist. One hand caressed a
breast, the other fluttered up and down her spine. He moved in closer and
backed her onto the bed, and releasing her, helped her onto the bed and
pulled the costume down the rest of her body. He then stripped of his
trunks and lay down beside her. His prick, she saw, as he climbed onto the
bed, was long, thin and completely flaccid. He rolled towards her and they
both kissed again. Nicky put fire into her kiss, but it didn't seem to
ignite him. She took his hand and placed it on her ample breast, and moved
it around so that he would get the idea that that was what she wanted. As
his hand moved, massaging her soft flesh, she put her hand down and grasped
his penis. It was still soft. She fondled it, squeezed it, pulled it and
fucking jerked it, but still didn't get a response. What the hell, she
thought.

   She broke off the kiss and swung her body round and took his limp dick
into her mouth. It was so limp, that she folded it into her mouth like a
piece of chewing gum. She worked it around with her tongue and teeth, one
hand gently playing with his balls, trying to get the sap to rise. It was
only when she inserted her finger into his anus that there was a stirring
of movement and a slight stiffening of his prick. But that was all. Just a
small twitch which she tried to coax further, but his hands then grasped
her head and lifted it up, making his cock flop out with a wet sucking plop
against his thigh. He pulled her up and kissed her.

   `It's no use Nicky. I'm very sorry. I'm...I'm so ashamed. I thought that
I could with you, but...well...er...' She put her fingers on his lips.

   `Don't be ashamed, Colin. It happens to the best of men. Just because it
doesn't rise up to the occasion every time.'

   `No. No. You don't understand,' he hid his face in her hair. `I'm gay! I
thought...I thought, that you could help me...but...it doesn't seemed to
have worked,' he said as he started to sob into her hair. Her hand
tentatively moved up, and then with purpose, stroked his hair as he cried,
his head moving down till it was pillowed on her breasts. She made soft
cooing sounds to soothe him. She settled herself more into the pillows,
holding his head close to the warmth of her ample bosom.

   `Tell me about it,' she said in a voice as soft as she could make
it. `What makes you think you are gay. Just because it didn't happen with
us just now, why do you think you,...er...prefer men to women?' Her voice
was low, and the stroking of his hair seemed to relax him enough to speak,
what it transpired, he had never spoken of before.

   `I...I...I've know it ever since I left boarding school. I've tried to
have...er...what we have just tried, but,...well. I think it's because of
that school that,... well, I always seem to prefer being
the... the... recipient of...of the affections of...my partner.'

   `The woman's role,' Nicky quietly said.

   `Yes. That's it. Well you know about boys at school...well you might
not, but, boys growing up,...er...sometimes play with each other. You
know...sex experimenting, that sort of thing. Well, some of us were caught
by the house master one night. One after the other, we had to go to his
room to be punished. He would pull down our pyjama bottoms and make us lean
over his knee, and he would smack us with his bare hand. Not really
understanding at the time, but he also fondled us as he did so. What we
didn't realise was, that he was more concerned with fondling our genitals
than with the smacking of our bottoms. Well he must have been doing some
sort of selection process, because he would single out fewer and fewer for
punishment. I seemed to get picked on the most. He would smack us till our
bums were raw, but then he would put on some cream and rub it in.' He gave
another sob into her breasts.

   `I got used to being one of the few to be called inside his room and
having my bare bottom smacked as he cupped and fondled my balls. Then
having the cream put on to soothe the pain. I was a naughty boy and must be
taught a lesson. I also got use to the fact that his finger would also be
put up into my arse as rubbed in the cream. I'd be crying at this point,
and then he would take me up into his arms and holding me in his lap, would
cuddle me till I stopped. So it became a regular practice. Punishment and
then the pacification.' He started to sob again, and Nicky, hardly
breathing, held him tight and kept on stroking his hair, and when he
quietened down, continued with his story.

   `Then one night, he'd smacked me really hard. It did hurt bad. I started
to cry, and he put lots of cream on it, and told me to come and sit on his
lap. Through my tears, I didn't notice on this night, he was wearing a
dressing gown, and that he was naked beneath it. He pulled me backwards and
lifted me up onto his lap, and with having my bum covered in cream, didn't
realise that he had sat me straight onto his erect cock. Being unprepared,
it went straight up into me before my bum muscle could react.

   It hurt, oh did it hurt. But he was in me. The cheeks of my arse were
flat against his thighs, and I could feel his, to me then, his huge cock up
inside of me. I was paralysed. I could feel the heat and the throbbing of
it inside me. For some reason I cannot explain, my own little cock, by
comparison, was sticking out rigid in front of me. His hands were still on
my waist, and he slowly lifted me up and down, bouncing me on his lap. As
he rode me on his cock, I could feel that the exquisite burning pain was
being soothed at the same time by the quantity of cream that he had smeared
round my hole. He kept bouncing me on his cock, getting faster and
faster. His groans getting louder, until he held me tight in his lap as I
felt his cock spurting his seed up into me. He then slumped back into the
chair and took hold of my small erection, and wanked me. You know what I
mean by wank?'

   Nicky said she did, not stopping her stroking of him.

   `Well, with him inside me, and my little cock sticking up. He would wank
me, catching my come in his handkerchief. After that, he lifted me off and
wiped my arse with a towel, and then wiped himself. Hurting as I was, I
could only stand there and stare at this adult prick at full stretch, as
compared to my own. That had been inside me and given me an erection, and
not only that, but he had actually made me come for the first time. So I
think you can see that this had some, if not a permanent effect in my later
years. But it didn't end there.

   After many visits to his room at night, it came to the point where there
wasn't any point to him smacking my arse. He would be sitting down in his
chair in his dressing gown, and I would have to get the cream out of the
cupboard and smear it on his erection. I would then undress, and put some
into my anus. I would then have to climb up onto the arms of the chair and,
with him steadying me, lower myself down till the tip of his cock was
touching my arse. I had, by then, learnt how to let my sphincter muscle
relax, and sink down on him, letting his cock slide up till he was fully
inside me. I would be facing him, impaled on his cock, my legs down by his
side. I would have to put my hands on his shoulders, while his were round
my waist. He often kissed me as he bounced me up and down on him. Sometimes
he would pull my prick till I came on his chest, or he would do it after he
had come inside of me.' Colin stopped speaking and looked up at Nicky.

   `You're not disgusted with this, are you? You're the first person I've
ever told this.'

   `No. Of course not. What happened then?' she asked, urging him to
continue. She was fascinated.

   `Well, I eventually left that school and I went to college, but I didn't
do very well there. So I soon dropped out. I dated a few girls, but seemed
to have the same problem as we've just had. I bummed around,' he suddenly
giggled, as did Nicky. `That pun was unintentional, sorry,' he said.  `Then
one day I bumped into Brian. He was one of the other boys that I told you
about. You know, having to go to have our bums smacked. Well I met Brian,
and we went and had a few drinks in a local pub. We asked of each other
about our old house master, and I found that he had gone the same route
with him. I felt hurt at this. I think it was a kind of misplaced love that
I'd had for that master. I had always thought that I was the only one that
he loved, and only then did I realise how I had been used. But it was too
late. I was as I am now by then.

   It appeared that Brian felt the same way, anyway, to cut it short, we
finished up at his flat that night. We'd had quite a few beers sloshing
around inside of us, and it wasn't long before we were in bed together. He,
it appeared, had gone further than I had since leaving school. I let him
make love to me in the fashion that I had been taught. Brian was a gentle
person, and with the creams applied, I lay on my back, with my legs up
high, he entered me as he would a woman. With my legs on his shoulders and
his arms rigid by my sides, he would slowly thrust himself in and out of
me. I loved that man. His prick wasn't as big as the last one I'd had, but
it seemed to be used lovingly. I could sometimes actually come myself
without being touched as I was being fucked. Surely I don't have to tell
you the pleasure of having a hot, hard thrusting cock shafting away. The
pain and the pleasure that it gives.'

   She nodded, though he couldn't see it, he felt the assenting quiver from
her breasts. She waited for him to continue, but he was silent for so long,
she thought he had fallen asleep. She gave his head a gentle shake.

   `Well?' she asked softly, `come on. Did you make out yourself with
Brian?'

   `A couple of times, but only just after he fucked me. That was the only
time I had an erection. If we left it too long, it would be too late. I've
tried it with several women, but, well, you've seen the result, or should I
say, lack of result,'

   `You poor boy,' Nicky said, cuddling him tighter to her breasts. `Come
on, let's forget about this for the moment and get back down to the
pool. This is our little secret, and I'll see what I can do, right?'

   He looked up at her with a grateful smile. `Thanks Nicky. Thanks for
listening and not moralising,' he said, as he got up off the bed and
started putting his clothes back on. For reasons that Nicky couldn't
explain, she turned away as he dressed, and she turned her back to him as
she put back on her swimsuit. She later thought that her actions was a kind
of subconscious sense of decency to respect his confidence and afford him
the privacy of not watching him as he dressed. When they got down to the
pool, they saw that Jason and Suzie were both stretched out in the sun. As
Nicky spread her towel over the lounger, Jason sat up.

   `Hi you guys. How was it?'

   `Great,' Nicky replied, laying herself down, `I'm bloody exhausted. I
think Colin is too. Look at him. He can hardly keep his eyes open.'

   Colin gave a wan smile and with a grateful look, laid back and closed
his eyes.

   The rest of the day passed with them swimming, talking, drinking and
sunning themselves. Too soon, it was time for Suzie and Colin to say their
goodbyes, to go for their early dinner, and then bed, because of the early
start that was required. Nicky and Jason stayed on their sun beds, facing
each other, talking, and getting the last rays of the sun, when shadows
fell across them. It was Sandra and Jim.

   `Hi kids,' said Sandra, `having fun? We're on our way up to
change. We're being taken out tonight, so we will have to leave you on your
own. You'll be alright, won't you?'

   `Sure thing, Sandra,' Nicky said.

   `Gee mom. You know Nicky looks after me okay. She does at home, why not
here?' Jason said.

   `Well, have a nice dinner, both of you, and don't be too late getting
him to bed,' said Jim. Sandra gave Jason a peck on the cheek.

   `Have a nice time,' Nicky called out as they left.

   `Yeah. Don't worry about us,' echoed Jason, `I'll see that Nicky gets
tucked up in bed nice and early.' He shied away as Nicky punched at his
shoulder.

   `Let's have a last swim and give them an hour before we go up,' said
Jason. So they lazily swam about as the sun set and the pool area slowly
cleared of people, and with the pool being empty, except for them, and the
fact that the underwater lights had come on, they kept well apart from each
other. Finally, Nicky declared that she'd had enough, and climbed from the
pool. `I'm hungry. Coming?'

   Jason got out of the pool reluctantly, and rubbed himself down with the
proffered towel, and then they picked up their things and went upstairs. As
they went down their corridor, Jason paused to thump on his parent's door.

   `Hey, Mom, Dad!' but didn't get a reply. He grinned at Nicky, `They've
gone. Come into my room.' He grabbed her hand and pulled her along and
didn't let go till they were inside. He threw what he was carrying, onto
the bed and whipped off his trunks.

   `Come on. Let's shower together. You've got some black marks on your
back that you won't be able to wash off yourself.'

   She automatically swung round to try to see her back in the mirror. He
laughed, and went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She soon
joined him in the warm spray, and they gently soaped each other. Fondling
and touching, arousing, but not fulfilling the passions that their hands
seemed to promise, saving themselves for later. They finally left the
shower and took extra time and care in drying each of each other's
genitals. When dressed, they went downstairs to the restaurant where they
managed to secure a quiet corner table. They had an excellent dinner,
washed down with a good sparkling wine, which Nicky allowed Jason to have
two glasses. They both declined the coffee. Nicky signed the bill, putting
down Jason's room number, and then they went out to walk in the hotel's
gardens. But were soon driven back to the lighted areas by the hordes of
mosquitoes that had descended on them.

   `It's the areas around the trees that seem the worst,' said Jason.

   `Yes,' sighed Nicky, `it looked too good to be true. A nice night to
wander about, hand in hand. Then get bitten to death.'

   `Let's go upstairs then,' he said squeezing her hand and whispering in
her ear, `where the bites are not painful but blissful.'

   Soon they were in her room. Clothes scattered about as their two naked
bodies lay entwined on the bed, kissing and caressing each other. Both had
caught the sun, so they had to be careful of the red parts of their
bodies. But it was only the white parts they were interested in.  They
assumed the sixty nine position, Nicky being the body on top. That way, she
could control the amount of prick she took into her mouth. They once did it
with Jason on top, and he got so carried away, that he nearly choked her
with his enthusiasm, almost as if he were trying to screw her head to the
mattress.

   So she was now in one of her favourite positions. On her knees with legs
spread wide apart, with her sex wide open just above his hungry mouth. He
was able to thrust and probe with his tongue, and with a little extra
movement, could also use his teeth. She took it slowly to hold him back. A
nibble up and down his shaft, her tongue sliding inside the foreskin and
working its way round the swollen head. A hand lifting his balls so that
she could take one, or both in her mouth and gently roll them around,
slowly pulling back so they popped out one at a time. She shuddered to an
orgasm and a few minutes later, had her second. Jason taking it all, and
his mouth seeking more. Nicky lifted herself off him, but stayed on her
knees, elbows down on the bed, her arse up in the air.

   `Fuck me now Jason,' her voice hoarse with desire, `come and fuck me
now. I'm ready.'

   He rose up onto his knees behind her, and with one hand on her hip, the
other holding his erection as he pushed himself into her. The head of his
cock slid into the wet warmth of her cunt, as he then used both hands to
grasp her hips and pull her back onto him as he thrust forward.

   With his cock deep inside her, Nicky came up off her elbows and
straightened her arms, palms flat on the bed savouring the thrill of his
hard shaft moving in and out of her. Her tits swung in time to the steady
rhythm of his thrusting hips. His prick glistening with her juices as it
slid in and out and his balls making wet smacking sounds as they hit her
inner thighs. He tightened his grip on her as he approached his climax, his
head going back, tightening the throat muscles, making a guttural groan as
he came in shuddering bursts.

   As he finished, he fell forward onto her back, making her fall too, and
they lay still locked together, panting for breath. Time is what separated
them. The time it took for his penis to lose its hardness and slip out of
her of its own accord. Only then did he roll off her onto his side, letting
her move and stretch. They then kissed and cuddled for a little while until
Nicky pushed him away.

   `Don't let's push our luck. Your mum and dad could come back early and I
don't want to be caught in here.' She gave him a final long kiss, and got
off the bed and got dressed and went on to her own room. There, she had a
shower and went to bed.

   Jason also showered after Nicky left, but when finished, decided he
wasn't sleepy. So he got dressed in fresh clothes and went down to the
hotel lobby to see what was cooking. He wandered around looking into the
windows of the shops and then saw the notice board of events. Most of the
flyers were advertising tours or scuba diving lessons etc, but one said of
the disco down in the ``Night Club'' situated on the lower ground floor, a
euphemism for what was the basement. It was open till two in the morning,
and glancing at his watch saw that it was only midnight, so he decided to
have a look.

   He found it easy enough and pushed through the double set of doors and
found it was quite dark inside, and had to pause to let his eyes become
adjusted to the gloom. It really wasn't that dark, with soft flashing
lights above a minuscule dance floor where several couples were gyrating to
the music. He could see several vacant tables and made his way to one that
was almost hidden in the gloom, hoping that the darkness would conceal his
age so that he could get a drink. He'd only been sitting there a few
minutes before a waiter came up and asked if he would like anything. He
asked for a beer and the waiter returned with a bottle and a glass. Jason
waved away the glass and took the bottle off the tray.

   `Cash or check, sir?' the waiter asked. Check Jason said, and signed the
proffered slip, putting his father's room number down. The waiter departed,
leaving Jason somewhat pumped up that he'd been able to get a beer without
being asked his age. He drank from the bottle, watching the dancers on the
floor, and didn't notice the chair next to his being pulled out and of
someone sitting down.

   `They dance well, don't they?' a voice said to him. Jason had just taken
a swallow of his beer. The sudden voice startled him, making him choke. He
coughed and wheezed as the beer went down the wrong way, and a hand started
to pat him on the back.

   `I am sorry I have made you jump,' said the voice. It was said with a
soft Latin-American accent as far as Jason could determine. It was a few
minutes before he could see him through the tears in his eyes. He wiped
them with his handkerchief and saw that the voice belonged to a well
dressed young man, who was still patting and rubbing his back. He lifted
his hand and beckoned over the waiter and asked for two more of the same,
indicating Jason's bottle of beer that was frothing itself out of the neck.

   `Again I apologise for the making of you jump like that,' he said, `my
name is Carlos.' He extended his right hand which Jason took and shook.

   `My (cough), mine is Jason. That's alright. It's just that I didn't see
you sit down, but you did make me jump.'

   `Please. See I buy drink to make amends,' Carlos said.  He had taken his
left hand off of Jason's back, but still held his right hand in his. You
are a good swimmer, yes? I watch you today in the pool. I would like to
swim like you. You move through the water like a feesh. It is very exciting
to watch you swim. You had too much eyes for the girls. Such pretty
girls. I like girls too. I like everybody.' He gave Jason's hand a squeeze
before he released it. `I like you very much already. Do you think you
could like me too?' he put his hand on top of Jason's.

   `Yes, I like you Carlos. Thanks for the beer.' He lifted up the bottle
and took a swallow. He looked at Carlos and saw that he had bright blue
eyes, very direct looking eyes, and felt very uncomfortable at that
gaze. Uncomfortable in the sense that he knew that this was an attempt at a
pick-up, but wasn't quite sure what to do about it. He knew of gays and
such, but not how to handle them. If Nicky were here, he thought, she'd
know what to do. Help me Nicky, he cried silently. Carlos sensed the
unease, and took his hand away from Jason's.

   `Jason,' Carlos said softly, `do not be afraid. We are both young and
pretty, and I do like pretty things. But if you not like me, I am hurt.'

   `I do like you Carlos, but...' Jason desperately tried to think of
something to say, `but...I'm not sure what you have in mind,' he stammered.

   `Jason,' Carlos leaned closer to him, and put his hand on Jason's
leg. `Jason. When two people as pretty as we are, like to make love to
other pretty people. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?'

   `No. But I don't think I'm...er...ready...No...er...I'm not that way..
er...I think I'd better talk to Nicky.' He stood up abruptly. `Thanks for
the drink, see you around Carlos.' He quickly left the night club and went
to his room. He didn't knock at Nicky's door as he passed. He guessed that
she would be asleep, but he'd tell her at breakfast.

   As it happened he couldn't tell her then, as Jim and Sandra were down
early, so that they all had breakfast together and listened to Sandra tell
them about evening she and Jim had had. It was only as they got ready to
leave the dining room that Sandra asked what kind of evening they'd had
last night. Nicky said that they'd had a quiet dinner and gone to bed
early.

   The answer evidently pleased the parents and Sandra then said to Nicky,
`Jim has to go to a meeting this morning, but will be back for lunch. We
could then go and do some shopping in the afternoon if you would like to
come? Jim can stay by the pool with Jason. Yes?'

   `Thank you, yes. I would like that,' Nicky replied.

   `Oh good. You run off then and get some sun, we'll go about two
o'clock.' Sandra then went off after Jim and Nicky went to the pool. She
took off the T shirt and shorts, her swimsuit being underneath, and dived
into the water, surfacing up close to Jason.

   `Nicky, Nicky,' he said, brushing her wet hair back from her forehead,
`I've been dying to talk to you about last night.'

   `It was great wasn't?' she replied, doing the same to his hair.

   `Yes no. After that!' he cried.

   `What do you mean, after?' her face creased into a frown.

   `Yes. After you left to go to bed, I had a shower and then got dressed
and went downstairs.'

   `You didn't?' she said. `You shouldn't have!'

   `Well I did. I went into the night club and had a beer.'

   `You shouldn't have,' she echoed again. `You might sometimes look old
enough, but you're not.  What if something had happened? I'd have got it in
the neck for letting you go, even though I was in bed asleep. It would have
been my arse in a sling, along with yours,' she said angrily.

   `Well nothing happened,' Jason said in a sulky tone. `But it could
have. I think I was propositioned, you know, being picked up.'

   `Well of all the bloody cheek. I'm finding nice girls for you and you
let some little tart try to pick you up. I'm...' Jason interrupted her.

   `No, no, it was,' he paused and turned his head. `See that chap coming
through the tables?' Nicky looked and saw a slim, well tanned young man,
threading his way to the poolside. A pretty face, she thought, almost like
a girl's... Nicky's thoughts arrested themselves. Her head whipped round to
Jason.

   `You don't mean...?' she whispered, `you didn't...you...you couldn't...?
What happened? What did you do?'

   `Nothing. I told you. I think he tried to pick me up, but I got up and
left. I said something like I'd have to speak to you first.'

   `You said that, you dumbbell! You nitwit! You...' her tirade was cut
short by two explosions of water about them, her mouth being filled with
water as two heads bobbed up besides them. She spat out the water and shook
her head to clear her eyes.

   `Oh my God. Wendy...June,' Nicky screamed. `What are you doing here?'
They all embraced and kissed each other, though Jason seemed to get a bit
more than the hail fellow, well met type of greeting. The kisses Jason got
were full blown passionate embraces. All were talking at once. `Stop over.'
`How.' `When' and `Glad to see...' Both of the girls had their arms draped
about Jason's shoulders as they all talked at the same time.

   June turned Jason's head towards her as she asked, `What did you do to
Suzie? Our hardnosed Oriental! She absolutely raved about you this morning,
and can't wait to get back to see if it was only a dream. What did you do?'

   `Will you come upstairs and let me show you,' he whispered in her ear.

   `You bet,' she said, her hand under the water was fondling his balls. `I
couldn't wait to get here myself either. `As they started to swim across
the pool, Wendy called out. `What about me?'

   `Later,' Jason called back, `one at a time.'

   `Guess I'll just have to wait,' she said somewhat petulantly as she
turned to Nicky, giving a rueful grin as Nicky laughed.

   `Come on and let's go and sun bathe while we're waiting.' They swam down
the pool and climbed out to where their towels lay. They dried each other's
shoulders, and stretched out in the sun.

   As soon as the door closed, June attacked Jason like a bitch in
heat. She savagely pulled down his trunks with such violence, that one of
her nails gave him a gash down one thigh. She fell to her knees and quickly
gobbled his semi erect prick into her mouth. With it being only half hard,
she managed to get it all in, and work her mouth and tongue round it
all. It slowly started to emerge as it came up to full size under her
ministrations. With her hands tightly gripping the naked cheeks of his bum,
she worked her head furiously back and forth. While pumping away with her
head, she was squeezing her thighs tightly together, but couldn't contain
the juices from flowing down her leg. She released him with a wet popping
sound, and stood up and swiftly tore off her costume and threw herself
backwards onto the bed. With her legs wide and her arms held open, she
begged.

   `Now Jason, now. Put it in. Come on, I'm ready,' she was crying. Jason
fell into her arms, his erection sliding up into her like a hot knife into
butter. Her legs went up and around his waist as he sank right in, she then
locked her heels together as she bucked beneath him. Even though it was
Jason on top, it was June beneath, that was riding him. Her moans and
groans grew louder as she thrashed her head from side to side, and with a
low scream and a few long shuddering spasms, she let herself go as her
orgasm took over her body and she flooded.

   She grasped his face between her hands and showered him with kisses till
she fell back out of breath. Her legs dropped from his back and lay supine
beneath him. He slowly withdrew, making her moan as he slipped out of her,
and went into the bathroom and came out with a towel. He wiped the sweat
off her body, and rubbed it between her legs and thighs, and then wiped
himself.  Dropping the towel on the floor, he climbed back onto the bed and
began the slow exercise to take her to another orgasm.

                                                         *
   It was mid morning before they returned to the pool, to find that Nicky
and Wendy had been joined by two stunning girls, who were introduced as
Jane and Mary. They made a beautiful group of young healthy people all
talking to each other. The conversations were animated and it took some
time before Wendy could catch Jason's eye. When she did, she gave a slight
jerk of her head, trying to indicate that they leave and go upstairs. Jason
nodded okay, but it was still another thirty minutes of chit-chat before
Jason stood up and held out his hand to Wendy. She took it, and they left
the group and went into the hotel. Mary was not slow in noticing that Jason
had come out of the hotel with June, and putting two and two together with
him going back in with Wendy, came to the right conclusion. Though it did
take some time before she got June to open up while they were having a swim
together.

   It was lunch time when the couple returned poolside, and after a quick
swim, Jason stretched out on a lounger and promptly fell asleep. The group
broke up at the arrival of Jim who sorted himself out and stretched out
alongside Jason to also catch the sun. The four girls drifted off together
as Nicky left to go up to her room to change for the shopping expedition
with Sandra. They had agreed to meet later towards sundown for cocktails.

   Sandra breezed into Nicky's room, dressed and ready to go. She was
wearing a large floppy hat and carried one much the same, which she handed
to Nicky.

   `It gets quite hot out here in the afternoon when shopping,' she said,
and as it happened, they spent most of their shopping time in air
conditioned emporiums, constantly being plied with large cool drinks that
the hats were superfluous. Sandra bought some colourful dresses for
herself, and a smart summer outfit for Nicky. Though she protested, Sandra
still bought it for her, along with a skimpy bikini that Nicky didn't think
she'd have the nerve to try and swim wearing it.

  Unlike the journey from the hotel in its air conditioned mini bus, their
return journey was in a local taxi. The air conditioning for this vehicle
consisted in having all four windows open, making it a very hot and
uncomfortable journey back. It was a relief for the pair of them to reach
the coolness of the hotel.

   They collected the keys to their rooms, and went upstairs in the
lift. But Sandra didn't attempt to go to her room. She stopped outside of
Nicky's room and waited for her to unlock the door. Sandra strode in and
threw her hat on the bed along with the shopping.

   `You don't mind if I use your shower, do you?' she asked, starting to
take her clothes off whilst going into the bathroom, not waiting for a
reply.

   `No of course not,' Nicky replied hearing the shower go on, as she took
the bags off the bed and put them on the large table along with the two
hats. She then took her clothes off and waited for the call that she knew
would come.

   `Nicky? Be a darling. Come and do my back for me. It feels all prickly
with that heat from the ride back.' Nicky nodded to herself.

   `Coming darling,' she muttered to herself under her breath. She went in
and took the proffered soapy sponge and proceeded to use it on Sandra's
back. Nicky watched the soapy water run down the spine and into the cleft
between the cheeks of her bum. The sponge followed this trail and also went
down between her legs. Sandra shifted her weight so that she could stand
with her legs apart, giving Nicky room to use the sponge between her
thighs. Her hands went up onto the shower wall as she arched her back which
pushed her buttocks out further, relishing the rasping of the sponge
between the inner lips of her labia and the effect it was having on her
clitoris.

   Nicky got fully into the shower and slid round and came up between
Sandra's arms. The arms dropped onto her neck and they both kissed. Slow
and lingering, their hands not still as they moved over each other's
body. Touching, stroking, caressing and probing. The water coursing over
them, cooling their bodies, but not the building passion. They stumbled out
of the shower and into the bedroom, falling onto the bed. The water of the
shower continuing to run, but neither of them heard it.

   First Nicky's head was buried between Sandra's thighs, using her mouth,
tongue and fingers, bringing on an orgasm. Then Sandra did the same to
Nicky. The orgasms were multiple. Sated, but not finished, they lay head to
tail on their sides, heads down and licking each other clean, just like
cats do to their kittens. When finished, they put on their new clothes and
went down to show them off to Jim and Jason.

   The two "men" were at a table, and as it was approaching sundown, the
girls were there also. Jim was sitting between Wendy and June, and Jason
was between Jane and Mary. Jim called out to the barman for another round
of cocktails as he saw Sandra and Nicky coming toward the table. Everyone
called out greetings and shuffled the chairs to make room for them to sit
down. Wendy and June both protested about the extra drink, but Jim
insisted, so they accepted them, but made it quite clear that this was the
last one because of their early dinner, bed and an early flight.

   Sandra and Nicky had to stand up again to show off the new outfits, and
everybody made the appropriate comments before the conversation turned to
the quality of the cocktails and what they might be having for dinner. As
Nicky was sat between Sandra and June, she couldn't hear what Jane was
whispering into Jason's ear. Even though she'd just had sex with Sandra,
she couldn't help feeling the twinge of jealousy that she felt on seeing
Jane's head so close to Jason's. She could also see that Mary had her hand
on one of Jason's as it lay on the table. What she couldn't see, was that
June had one hand high up and on the inside of Jason's thigh, and gently
rubbing up and down on it.

   Wendy and June had finished their drinks, and waited politely till Jim
finished his little anecdote that he was repeating, before standing up and
excusing themselves. They gave Nicky and Jason a kiss and a wave for the
others as they left for their early night.

   `Well,' said Jim, `It was quite a good meeting that I had this morning,
so being very pleased with myself, I am going to have a little celebratory
dinner tonight,' and he leaned over the table towards the girls opposite,
`and I would like you, Jane and Mary to join us for dinner. Also I noticed
that they have a night club downstairs with a cabaret that we can go to
afterwards.' He sat back with a broad grin on his face.

   `We'd be delighted Mr Ashwell,' Mary replied.

   `Jim. Please call me Jim, and this you know is Sandra. We're on holiday,
so no formalities, please. Okay?' he asked.

   `Okay...Jim,' said Jane with a smile as she finished her drink. `I'm off
for a shower. What time do we meet, ..er Jim?'

   He looked at Sandra. `Seven thirty okay?' Sandra nodded. Mary swallowed
what was left of her drink, and saying her thanks, left the table with
Jane.

   `What a nice pair they are,' said Sandra.

   `Yes they have,' said Jason. Suddenly realising what he had said,
continued on hurriedly, `I bet you don't know what they do?'

   `Work for the airline I presume,' said Jim.

   `No,' said Jason, `they are teacher's. Mary teaches Maths, and Jane, get
this! Is a gym teacher! Have you seen her swim yet? She's terrific and
she's got such powerful long legs.' Jason stopped talking, his face went
red as he realised he was gushing.

   `Ha-ha!' Jim exclaimed and turning to Sandra, `the boy's been smitten.'

   Not only smitten thought Nicky, but anxious to get between those
powerful legs. Again a spasm of jealousy went through her, so she stood up.

   `We'll go up and get ready for dinner. Come on Jason, let's go.' He got
up and gathered his things and followed Nicky into the hotel.

   `You bloody flirt,' she hissed at him as they went through the lobby to
the lifts. `Don't make it so bloody obvious. You leave them two alone. Do
you hear me?' Her voice was rising as they waited for the lift.

   `People are looking at us,' he said, `keep your voice down.'

   There was a strong silence between them as the lift carried them up to
their floor. She stormed out of the lift first and going to her room,
slammed the door behind her. Jason grinned, and went on to his. He was
showered and dressed inside fifteen minutes and was soon knocking on
Nicky's door. Knowing it was Jason at the door, she let him in. She had
showered, but had only got as far as putting on her panties, so her arm was
across her breasts as she let him in. He took her into his arms as he
kicked the door shut behind him, and kissed her on the eyelids and then
gently on the mouth.

   `Don't be mad at me Nicky, please. You know that you're the only one I
truly love.' He ran his hands down her bare back and hooked his fingers
into the waist band of her panties. She whirled away from him and stood in
the middle of the room with hands on hips and her breasts heaving, she
faced him.

   `Well behave yourself and let me get dressed.'

   Jason sat down in the room's only chair and watched, as she pulled on a
small skirt, then her shoes, and lastly, a small halter top that left her
midriff bare, not bothering with a bra. She went to the mirror to brush her
hair, and as she used it, she saw him leave the chair and come up behind
her. He pulled aside the hair from her neck and bent down and kissed the
nape. She leaned her head back for him to kiss her throat, so didn't see
his hand moving till she felt it come up under her halter and grasp her
breast. She moaned as he gently squeezed, and then realising what he was up
to, pushed his hand away.

   `They'll be waiting for us,' she said, pulling her top down straight,
`let's go,' and led the way out of the room.

   All six met up in the lobby's lounge and went into dinner. Nicky didn't
see how it was done, but Jason finished up sitting down at the table
between Jane and Mary again, leaving her with Jim at one side and Sandra on
the other, directly opposite him.

   The meal was excellent and the conversations spirited. Nicky couldn't
see the legs touching on the opposite side of the table, but had to put up
with that of Jim's firmly pressed against hers. Not only his, but had that
of Sandra's pressing against her other leg. When the meal over, it was a
noisy group that left the dining room and made its way down to the night
club.

   Nicky waited till Sandra was seated, so that she could sit on the
opposite side of the table. Then, infuriatingly, Jason went and sat down
next to his mother, with Mary following to sit down beside him. When Jane
came to sit down, Sandra stood up and moved to sit next to Nicky, letting
Jane then sit next to Jason. So Jim bringing up the rear, finished up
sitting down next to Nicky with Mary on his other side. As the cabaret
hadn't started, there was more light than when Jason had been down
before. He looked around and saw that it was much smaller than he had first
believed.

   Jim ordered drinks, and they were served just before the show
started. With the only illumination being the spotlight on that small dance
floor for the performers, their table could barely be seen. During the
show, they talked in whispers, so again, Nicky couldn't hear what passed
between Jason and Mary, or on the other side, between him and Jane. She
gave up trying to control Jim's hand, and let it feel what it could. The
way she was sitting made the elastic sides of her panties so tight, that he
couldn't get his finger inside, so had to be content with just stroking her
slit through the thin material.

   Jason didn't move when he felt Mary's hand pull down his zipper and
fumble inside to pull free his prick. She gently rubbed it, bringing it to
an upright position, and didn't bat an eye as a small hand from the other
side felt for, and reached it. As the two hands felt each other around
Jason's erection, both girls looked round him at each other and started
laughing. This distraction enabled him to put both of his hands below the
table and force his prick back inside his trousers and zip it up. Soon
after this, during a pause in the cabaret, Jason asked if he could be
excused, saying that he was very tired and wished to go to bed. Nicky also
said it was time for her also, and that she would see that he did as he was
told. They said their goodnights, and left the club.

   It was not long after they had left before Mary and Jane apologised for
being party poopers, but were just now feeling the effects of jet lag, and
would like to be also excused. They thanked Jim and Sandra for a wonderful
day and evening, and departed for their room, leaving Jim and Sandra to
themselves. Nicky went into Jason's room with him, and stayed there till he
undressed and got into bed. Just like at home, she tucked him in and giving
him a kiss, saying that she would see him in the morning. She turned off
the light and went on to her own room.

                                                         *
   It was two hours later that Jason rose from his bed and donned a pair of
shorts and quietly let himself out of his room. The hotel corridors were
empty at this time of night, and didn't meet anybody going up to the next
floor and knocking on the door of the two girls.

   His being there was the result of the whispering that had been going on
all evening. The door was opened by Mary, clad only in a towel wrapped
round her body. Over her shoulder, Jason could see that Jane was dressed
likewise, lying on one of the beds. Mary pulled him into the room and
pushed the door closed. She was of the same height as him, so it was with a
level stare that they looked into each others' eyes. Her eyes twinkled as
she released the towel, letting it fall to the floor, so that all she wore
was her smile. She moved closer to him and undid his shorts, letting them
follow the towel to the floor. She moved in even closer, cupping his balls
with one hand as the other went round his neck as she kissed him.

   He responded from both ends, kissing her deeply as his prick rose to her
fondling. She broke the kiss and turned, still holding his erection in her
hand, led him to the vacant bed. They went past the smiling Jane where Mary
released him and stretched herself out on the bed and held out her arms to
him. He went and covered her body with his own as he cupped her face as he
kissed her, and then proceeded to wash her body with his tongue. She was
writhing on the bed even before his tongue scalded her vagina. As it
touched her there, she screamed and grabbed his head to hold it still as
she bucked with an orgasm. As she bucked, his tongue went deep and his
mouth worked on the soft flesh, sucking the juices that came from her body.

   He then felt the cool hand of Jane come between his legs and start
massaging his balls, her kiss was a flutter at the hollow spot at the base
of his spine. Her kiss travelled up his back as her hand left his balls and
tickled the crease between the cheeks of his arse. To give Jason his due,
or should we say Nicky's training, he never faltered with these other
distractions. He kept up his attack on Mary's not so now private
parts. Jane's hand continued up his back till it reached the small hairs at
the nape of his neck. He had Mary's swollen clitoris between his teeth,
bringing her to her second orgasm, but when the moaning stopped, the body
movements didn't. He released the bud to look above her mound. Mary's moans
had been stopped by Jane's mouth firmly clamped over Mary's. The hand left
his neck and settled on a big round tit, rolling and squeezing it. Their
kiss was an open mouthed kiss. Of tongues meeting, and twisting around in
each others' mouths.

   Jason bent his head back to the task in hand. He knew that close to him
was the naked rear end of Jane. Not stopping the ministrations of his mouth
upon Mary, his left hand reached out and met the soft curve of one
cheek. He followed the contour of this naked flesh till his fingers reached
the pubic hairs. Jane felt these questing fingers and moved her body closer
so that they could reach what they were seeking. With two fingers inserted
into Jane, frigging her, he brought Mary to her third orgasm. It was not as
strong as the others, but she still threw herself around on the bed,
sufficient enough to knock Jason onto the floor. With two of his fingers
inserted into Jane as he fell, she had to suddenly twist and go with him,
so she also finished upon the floor with him.

   She lay flat on her back, legs wide open with his hand stuck between
them. Being a gym teacher, with all the exercise that it entailed, had not
only given her very strong leg muscles, but she also had very powerful
vagina muscles as well. They now had his fingers in a very tight clamp. A
hot wet clamp that slowly released him so that he could move above her. As
she lay there, looking up at him as he now moved over her, her hands moved
down and spread the lips of her sex, exposing her vulva and clitoris. As
his head moved down and could see properly, she flexed her vagina muscles
so that he could see it pucker and tighten, and open like a flower's petals
to the sun.

   The sight fascinated him so much, that his head moved of its own accord
going down to that pulsating hole. He buried his tongue in as far as he
could. Her flesh closing tight around it. He rapidly slid his rigidly held
tongue in and out, occasionally withdrawing it completely to flick the
swollen bud above the entrance to the cave. He kept his tongue moving till
she came to the point of her coming, when he then put his hands under her
arse and lifted so that he could plant his mouth right over her and suck
the juice that flowed. To Jane, it felt as though he was a human vacuum
cleaner, the suction was driving her wild, and she couldn't stop coming. He
drained her.

   Jason helped her up off the floor and onto the bed with Mary. He then
lay down between them and played with them, as, and however they wanted. He
had realised that though they were lesbians, they were not averse to
playing with a male organ, but he held back from making any attempt at
penile penetration. It was only after he had pleasured them both again,
that he lay back as they stroked and caressed his erection. One holding it
while the other mouthed it for a few moments, then the other would do
it. Jason eventually gave out a groan as his steaming prick quivered in
their hands.

   The two girls looked at each other, and Mary said, `Let it go
Jason. We'll cope with it.' With those words, he did just that. His erectly
held prick spurted out with the two girls clashing noses catching his
spouting sperm. Smearing their faces as it pumped out into the air. They
licked and sucked at him as he came, kissing each other with their sperm
smeared lips, licking each other as he continued to send up more to hit
their chins. As he finished, they took it turns to lick and suck him clean
as he watched the breasts swing to the movements of their bodies as they
fought friendly over his cock. Eventually, they all lay together, sated,
and happy little bunnies. There were cries of dismay when he said that it
was time for him to leave. It was not far off dawn and he knew he had to
get some sleep. Kissing the girls goodnight and to their question, promised
that they could do it again soon, managed to get out and back to his room
to sleep.
                                                                   *