Message-ID: <6487eli$9712161637@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: legallert@aol.com (LEGAL LERT) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: "ANGLOPHILE?? ME?" My 1st post to this group. Part2 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19971216175100.MAA15387@ladder01.news.aol.com> Begin Part 2 This is a work of fiction that may include incest, under-age sex, paedophiliac sex and/or bestiality. If any of these offend you, are illegal in your location or if you are under the age of majority in your location, STOP IMMEDIATELY and do NOT read further. *************************************************************************** Begin Part 2 Taking hold of her bush with my lips and teeth, I pulled and shook her mound, finishing by passing my tongue the length of her slit. I rose to my feet and led her to the tub, turning off the taps, and helping her into the mounds of bubbles in the tub. When I got in, facing her, she spread her legs, up on the sides of the tub, to allow me entrance to the water. When I had settled down, with the bubbles up to my chin, she used her legs, on the edge, to raise her center above the froth, presenting her foamy bush to the level of my chin and asked, "What would you like to do to me now, Arthur?" Taking the hint, I leaned forward, buried my face in the foam, and fastened my lips to her slit, sucking her labia deep into my mouth. Gnawing, and chewing gently caused her body to squirm, and twitch, as her heels drummed on the sides of the tub. After a few minutes she slipped her legs from the tub edge, and wrapped them around my waist. I removed my lips from her pussy, and lowered it to my rigid prick. She took hold of me, and guided me into herself. The foam eased my entrance, and her weight sank me, to my entire length, into her. Her lips pulled back, as she felt me inside her, and she groaned in my ear. "Oh God, Arthur, that feels so good. I love it!" The tidal waves our exertions caused, in the bath-water, were reflected in the waves of emotion, and pleasure, rolling across Yasmine's face, as we approached our climax. Her pussy clasped me tightly, as she rose and fell on my rigid prick, drawing from me a sudden spasm of release, that emptied my sac, into her warmth and moisture. We lay back against our respective ends of the tub, as our passions sub- sided. We soaped each other quickly, ducked under the water to rinse off, and got out to dry each other, before donning our robes, to return to our room. As we walked down the hall, I glanced back over my shoulder, and saw Jules and Haddy just entering the bathroom. I hoped that they would have as interesting a time as Yasmine and I had had. * * * he rest of that week passed in a blur of sightseeing and sex, but the highlight, of our private activities, came on the second day before our vacation ended. We had spent the day riding the red busses around London , transferring from one line to another, at random, getting a feel of the city, and the people in it. As evening approached, we headed toward our hotel, and a quiet evening, with no real plans, except to spend the time together, and get to know each other, better than our concentration on each other, as couples, had provided. We got off the bus a couple blocks before the hotel, where we had found a "Fish and Chips" shop we liked, to get our dinner, to "Take-away" to our rooms. We all gathered in Jules' room, after going to our own, to get rid of coats and packages of souvenirs, as his had a little more space, and an easy chair, that mine did not. We laid out the meal, on the table, and seated ourselves, to ease the appetite we had built up, during the day. The conversation was animated, as we dug into the Plaice and Fries. Like fast food in the U.S., it was greasy, and there weren't enough napkins, which was the real cause of the direction of the rest of the evening. As we finished our meal, Jules took Yasmine's hands in his and began to lick the grease off her fingers, sucking each one, in turn, into his mouth, and swirling his tongue around it. When he had finished all of her fingers, he held her hands next to each other, palms toward him, and began to lick the palms and wrists. Her mouth had fallen open, and she was beginning to breathe hard, when I felt Haddy's hands on mine, raising them to her lips for a kiss. Taking both my hands in one of hers, she used the other, to begin to un-button her blouse. When she had finished, she shrugged it off her shoulders, revealing that she wore no bra, that evening. She then took my hands to her breast, and began to spread the grease from my hands, by rubbing them firmly on her skin. When both breasts were shining with grease she pulled my head forward 'til I could apply my tongue to her skin. I started to lick off the grease, as she guided my head on a tour of her breasts, aureoles and nipples. By the time she had my lips surrounding a nipple, with my teeth holding it firmly, and my tongue circling the rigid flesh, in my mouth, Yasmine and Jules had left the table, and were lying on the bed, kissing fervently, their hands exploring each others bodies. Haddy took my hand, rose, led me to the other side of the bed, and pulled me down beside her. Jules had rolled to his back, with Yasmine on top of him. I was on top of Haddy, and the bed was small. I could feel Yasmine's hip and shoulder pressing against my side. Yasmine's shirt was bunched up, under her arms, and her little breasts were flattened against Jules' chest. His hands were on the globes of her ass, inside her panties, below her hiked up skirt. Haddy spread her legs under me, and wrapped them around my waist, causing her skirt to rise to her waist, exposing her naked pussy. I guessed she had removed her underwear, sometime between our returning to the hotel and our gathering in her room, for dinner. Her hands were busy at my waist, un-doing my belt and trousers, and pushing them down my legs. When she had them out of the way, her hands dove into my shorts, encircled my prick and cupped my balls. Her hands milked my prick, as it grew, in her warmth. When I was fully stiffened, she removed her hands and pushed my shorts down, to join my trousers, grasped my prick again, and guided it's head to the lips of her pussy. She rubbed it the length of her slit, back and forth across her clitoris, and then to the entrance to her hole. When she had it lined up, her legs pulled me into her, with a grunt, to my full length. I withdrew to almost my full length, the started a slow, deep, pumping rhythm, aiming toward a long slow session, for me, and as many orgasms for Haddy, as she was capable of. I felt the mattress bounce, and felt four hands on my back, rolling the two of us over, onto my back. I looked up to see Yasmine, naked, standing at my head, and a naked Jules, bending over, to kiss and lick Haddy's ass crack. Yasmine mounted the bed, straddling my head, with her pussy only inches from my mouth, as Jules spit on his prick, spread Haddy's ass, and pressed the head of his prick into her ass-hole. She jolted, and then relaxed onto my chest, while Jules slowly slipped more and more of himself into her back-door. I could feel his advance into her, through the thin layer of membrane between our pricks. When he was fully buried in her, Yasmine lowered her pussy that last couple inches, burying my mouth with her cunt. Jules and I started pumping in and out of Haddy's holes, in an ever increasing tempo, and depth. Yasmine's pussy was drenching my mouth, and face, with her fluids, which I was swallowing, as fast as it came from her. Haddy, sandwiched between us, was unable to move up and down to any good effect, so she started to move from side to side, in time with our pumping. Occasionally, I could feel Haddy's tongue, lapping off the pussy juices, running down my chin, and neck. Haddy stuffed her hand in her mouth to stifle her screams as she came, squeezing our pricks and flooding mine with her juices. Jules rolled off her, onto his back, and Haddy rolled off me, to lick Jules clean; while Yasmine leaned forward, to lick my prick dry, of Haddy's juice. As she licked me clean and stiffened me, I continued to lick and suck her pussy, running my tongue in and out of her hole, feeling her cunt contract around it. Haddy rose and brought two chairs from the table and placed one on either side of the bed. She urged Jules into one of the chairs, came to the bed, and gently pulled Yasmine off me and pulled me to my feet, pushing me toward the empty chair. When I was seated, she went to the bed and Yasmine, seated herself next to her, and put her lips to Yasmine's. "Arthur, I want you and Jules to watch," Haddy said, and she started to kiss and lick Yasmine's neck, and shoulders, working her way down to her breasts. Yasmine had raised my prick, with her mouth, and I sat in the chair, watching the girls, with my hand curled around my hard-on. Across the bed, and the bodies of the two girls, Jules sat with his prick in his hand, and his eyes fastened on Haddy and Yasmine. Haddy's mouth had passed down to Yasmine's belly, and her tongue was flickering about her navel, with excursions up to her breasts, and down to her bushy mound. Yasmine's hands were stroking Haddy's legs and feet, massaging her toes and the soles of her feet. Soon, Haddy moved on the bed, and lay down across it, with her pussy facing toward me, where I sat, holding my prick. Yasmine rose to kneel astride Haddy's head, facing me, then leaned forward to bury her face in Haddy's pussy. Haddy raised her legs straight up in the air, and spread them to both sides, opening her cunt to Yasmine's tongue, and my view. My hand started to move, on my prick, in time to Yasmine's slow lapping, up and down Haddy's slit. Pearls of fluid were dribbling out the bottom of her slit and Yasmine would dive to catch them on her tongue as they appeared. Her eyes were wide open, looking at my prick, as my hand traveled the length of it. I could see, across the length of Yasmine's back, between Haddy's legs, that Jules was jerking his prick, with his eyes glued to Yasmine's pussy, as Haddy slurped and sucked at it, over her face. I got up from the chair and walked around the bed to Jules side, pulled him up and pushed him toward the other side. When he was on his way, I approached Yasmine's ass, and wet her asshole, with the opalescent drop at the tip of my prick, pressed the head against her ring, and pushed into her. My balls rested in Haddy's eyesockets like two eggs in a carton and her nose stroked the under side of my prick as I slowly pumped in and out of Yasmine's tight ass. On Jules' side of the bed, he had Yasmine's hair in his hands, and his prick in Haddy's cunt, pumping in and out, as Yasmine licked his belly. When I felt my cum pulsing in my balls, I pulled out of her ass, and rammed my full length into her cunt, feeling Haddy's tongue flicking Yasmine's clit, as I pumped toward my climax. I jetted into the depths of her pussy and froze to keep myself inside her wetness. When I shrunk, and slipped out of her, Haddy fastened her lips to the rim of Yasmine's hole, and sucked my juices into her mouth, as they drained out of her. Jules was rocking in and out of Haddy's cunt, until suddenly he pulled back, and rammed himself into Yasmine's open mouth, bulging her cheeks with his juice, as he quivered on his feet, next to the bed. When Jules and I had finished we slumped on the bed on either side of the girls and watched them as they mouthed and licked each other to orgasm. The four of us cuddled together, in a clump, and drifted to sleep, as the sweat dried on our bodies, in the warmth of the room, and each other. * * * The last two days of my leave saw very little sightseeing, and a whole lot of the inside of our hotel rooms. The night after the last one described, the girls decided to trade men, and I spent a hot, and steamy, night with Haddy, while Jules and Yasmine were together, in the other room. We exchanged stories, at breakfast the next morning, and returned to one room, to find combinations we had not used before. On Sunday, we all went to the airport to go in our four different direction; Yasmine south to Israel, Haddy west to New York, me east to Paris and the base, while Jules flew north to Copenhagen, where he had arranged to spend the last of his Holiday. On the plane, as I reminisced, I vowed to return to England, as soon as possible, to further explore the Hospitality of the people, that had been demonstrated so clearly by Albert, on our first night, and to find out if the girls were as hospitable. THE END Sailor@ocean.bottom -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |