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A Truly Awsome -Threesome

9/24/2004

Here I decided to tell all about our true 'escapade'
meeting a young lady we shall call ‘Julie’ (not her real
name) whom we have communicated with what seemed like ages
then finally met her in Brisbane (Australia) while on our
holidays in February 2004.
<br>

But before Julies story comes to light, there is another
I decided to tell about first… it is only fair true stories
are told as it happened…well before ‘Julie’
<br>

Her name is Lyn. I do have her permission to write about our
meeting in 2002 December. The meeting was a pure coincidence
or was it an accident? Who knows but it did happen. Perhaps
we were all at the right place, the right time , perhaps luck
may have a lot to do with it all.
<br>

Lyn still corresponds with us and when in Sydney on business
we get together for dinner and some other activities such
as visiting swingers clubs with us but I leave this to your
imagination. Once you read the circumstances of how we
met at one of Sydney’s top Jazz Bars!
<br>

<br>

Here goes…
<br>

I am an attractive, feminine and curvy size 14 blond female
and for a long time I had the inclination of wanting to enjoy
the fruits of life such as swinging. The eroticism of seeing
many naked bodies in a room have always tickled my fancy,
and oh yes…feeling, playing and the idea of fucking many
different size rock hard cocks admittedly was a huge turn
on. Touching another females boobs, bum, pussy, cuddle
and kissing, seducing her, and generally explore and play
with her. I fantasized about this vividly since I was in
my late twenties. I guess I was born with erotic imagination
therefore I searched and managed to find the way to enjoy
real eroticism which other’s would shun in the first instance
but when alone secretly fantasize about.
<br>

Due to this flexible, open and wondering mind, I can be sometimes
very adventurous but honest, truthful and faithful to
my hubby. I respect the rest of our ‘straight’ community
and others point of views. However I resent people who are
pretenders or half heartedly dabbling with this lifestyle
and trying to enter it without any serious thoughts about
the implications the ‘lifestyle’ may have on them and on
their partners.
<br>

After a stressful week In 2002 December on a Saturday evening
George and I decided to go to Sydney so we could go out have
few drinks, dinner at Jordan’s seafood restaurant and
spoil ourselves a little, stay in a nice hotel overnight
and go to the Hunter Valley for lunch some wine tasting on
Sunday morning.
<br>

We walked in the city for a while and decided to go down the
'Basement' listen to some good jazz and have a
few drinks before dinner.
<br>

We managed to find a seat after about twenty minutes of looking.
The place was full to the brim. We kept our eyes peeled on
the crowd and spotted two people getting up ready to leave.
We swooped on their table which was also occupied by a short
haired blonde, but the sofa like seating opposite her was
capable of seating three was now available.
<br>

We sat down I looked at the girl opposite and I leaned towards
George commenting about the attractive, young blond with
short hair looking in her late twenties or early thirties
sitting across the shared table from us. She was alone,
tapping her feet to the beat of the music but looking rather
bored.
<br>

She smiled at us as we sat down George said G’day and I just
smiled back at her. Her eyes were scanning the room obviously
trying to make eye contact with some of the good looking
males, she smiled at a few. It was obvious to me that she was
out to meet people, no one of the male populous was game coming
over, buying her a drink or joining her. I was observing
her for more than half an hour or so. She was drinking Bourbons
and Coke one after another. She looked attractive her hair
was clipped short suiting her round pretty face. I was observing
her and can recall she had beautiful white teeth, no make
up and she had a very sensual lips. She was well dressed in
her one peace short black (mini) dress and noticeable extra-extra
high heels. The soft body hugging dresses design meant
to explore and expose her curves, best assets, boobs, bum
and legs almost to the maximum. I was observing her as she
leaned back in her chair her legs relaxed and knees partially
opened without her being conscious exposing her strong
thighs almost to the end.
<br>

While George was organizing some drinks I continued with
my journey of observation and could not help but sneak a
peak between those strong tanned thighs and see the exposed
dark blue thong she was wearing. Wow, it looked rather inviting…
I seen enough I thought and decided to look elsewhere turning
my attention around the bar. It was full of people, all age
groups some guys were well dressed in suits, others not
particularly. The women openly winning the dress code
as they attires were classier than their male counterparts.

<br>

George and I talked for a while, we discussed our plan regarding
what dish we should have at Jordan’s famous menu and where
we should go after dinner. I could see the blond was listening
to our conversation and smiling at us. Due to her friendly
smiles I felt confident perhaps a little light headed from
the large glass of chardonnay I been sipping. I looked over
directly towards the blond and smiled at her. She returned
the smile again with a friendly wink leaned over and said
something which was impossible for me to hear due to the
loud music but I nodded with a smile and returned the wink.

<br>

The effect of the chardonnay overwhelmed me, I was thinking...I
have to meet this girl before she decides to leave, she was
so attractive and the poor thing looked very bored. I stood
up, leaned over and introduced myself and George. She smiled
warmly at us extended her hand and introduced herself as
Lyn, from Perth, in Sydney on company business.
<br>

She further explained that she worked for a (no name) insurance
company and will be in Sydney till the next Wednesday. George
retorted and asked Lyn if she would like to join us so we can
hear what she was saying, he indicated the spare space on
the bench like contraption between us, she smiled (almost
grinned) and without any hesitation, picked up her bag
and drink then proceeded to walking around the table to
join us.
<br>

When she stood up I was amazed by her towering height and
amazed at her strong, feminine thighs showing through
the body hugging outfit. She set down between me and George.
I could feel her thighs were lovely and firm as it was squizzing
against mine.
<br>

I estimated her to be well over six feet with her high heels.
Lyn made herself comfortable leaning back on the sofa her
dress slid up exposing her thighs almost to maximum but
her legs remained tightly closed like a lady this time.
She was nursing her drink and commenting on the good quality
music, then went on exclaiming her disappointment regarding
the lack of available 'nice guys' in Sydney. We
then chatted about her reluctance to go out for the night
with her colleagues. As I was listening to her I could assess
she was classy, well spoken, well educated and in my thoughts
obviously feeling a bit adventurous being away from preying
eyes in her home state.
<br>

I sort of repeated this thought out loud to her…she spilt
and was choking on her drink, giggled like a little girl
calling me a “great mind reader” touching my hand and squizzing
it. I automatically squizzed her hand back with my thumb
caressing her finger in reply saying without even thinking
the implications it may have “hey…we also feel adventurous
as well”. She heard what I have said alright, her eyebrows
raised, facial expression was total surprise but pretended
to be listening to the music and said absolutely nothing.

<br>

Oh no I thought, I now stuffed things up and frightened off
the poor baby, once she finished her drink she most probably
going to leave. My mind was reeling, how can I rectify or
apologise for the silly thing I have said. But before I could
say anything she picked up my arm, placed her arm under mine,
looked at me, winked, smiled but remained silent.
<br>

I instantly felt warmth like a ‘hot flush’ and my initial
‘recovery’ response to her gesture was lifting my glass
and offering her a toast, she followed suit and did likewise.
We all drank to Perth and to our health. George was looking
at me in a questioning way but I just managed a wink which
seemed to make him sort of understand the situation then
leaned back and relaxed, tapping his feet to the rhythm
of the music. We continued to converse but it was only feminine
type small talk while listening to the music tapping our
feet to a famous trumpet tune by Luis Armstrong.
<br>

After about half an hour George asked Lyn if she had any plans
or felt hungry, would she like to join us for dinner at Jordan’s
about a fifteen minute walk from where we are. She looked
at me then George then me again, her eyes lit up thinking
for a few seconds then replied she would love to. She was
very excited and explained never being there before and
her colleagues supposedly also being there, how much she
heard about Darling Harbour, especially about Jordan’s
Seafood Restaurant.
<br>

On hearing this George excused himself and went outside
to use his mobile (cell phone) calling the restaurant to
change the seating arrangement to three. While George
was outside Lyn touched my hand and thanked me for allowing
her coming along, insisting she will pay her way. I said
nonsense as she now was now our guest and she will be looked
after as a guest of Sydney. She felt humbled at this gesture
and suggested at least the drinks will be on her. I did not
reply just smiled.
<br>

George returned saying the table is now half an hour possibly
an hour delayed due to the extra person, but we could go and
show Lyn Darling Harbour. Lyn was happy at this suggestion.
She reached in her shoulder bag and fished out another pair
of shoe, took off her heels and placed them back in her handbag
now this was a real smart girl I thought. When she stood up
she was still tall, about five foot eight I was guessing.
I could not help but comment on her readiness to walk, she
smiled and said chirpily “well the darn heels was killing
me anyway and brought these more comfortable ones…just
in case a guy dumps me somewhere after a good night and I have
to walk a long distance…we all laughed at this, got up and
begun to leave the Jazz club.
<br>

George being a gentleman indicated with his hands for us
girls go in front (being the gentleman he is) Lyn went first
up the steep stairway almost exposing her full, round naked
bum as the dress managed to slipped up high exposing her
bum with the blue thong well embedded in her bum and was highly
visible when I could hear wolf whistles form guys behind
us following us up the stairs. Lyn looked back over her shoulder,
stopped and shook her bum side to side, she smiled at the
guys. George put his hands in front of his eyes pretending
not to look but I could sense he was over the moon also.
<br>

At the top of the stairs Lyn waited for us with a deep breath
and an ear to ear smile commenting out loud “what a bummer
Sydney guys only whistle but carry padlocks on their dicks”,
we all laughed loud as the five guys walked passed us obviously
hearing her comment but without saying a word.
<br>

After all this, George seemingly felt more relaxed with
Lyn and decided to walk in the middle of us but he first asked
Lyn if she mind having his hands around her waist. Lyn grabbed
his hands and with a swift move put it on her shapely bum as
we walked, Georges eyes lit up and commented on the nice
bum Lyn had. I was holding Georges belt under his suit jacket
and could feel Lyn’s hands crossing Georges back under
the jacket grabbing my fingers, I lowered my hand and put
it across George’s back while George steered us like dodgem
cars around people on the crowded paths. The next minute
Lyn and I were holding hands across Georges back. Fingers
stroking each others gently at first than squizzing, then
interlocked our fingers stroking each others with our
thumbs. Gosh, this felt so uncannily erotic and exciting
as we walked and I could sense something was going to happen
later, I did not know what but something exciting was definitely
on the horizon. As we walked I whispered to George “what
a nice girl Lyn is and would it be nice to take her back to our
hotel room and slowly seduce her. George looked a little
surprised but held on to his decorum and continued explaining
to Lyn about the original look of Darling Harbour and how
dagy it used to be. Shortly after that we crossed the Split
Bridge above Darling Harbour stopping often looking at
the lit up cruise boats below and looking back at Sydney’s
lights. A few minutes later we arrived at Jordan’s.
<br>

Our table was not quiet ready and were told to wait a further
15 or so minutes. I suggested for us to go to the water front
and look at the boarding of a sightseeing vessel loading
with some happy tourists. The bright and colourful lights
of Sydney across the Harbour looked divine setting the
ambiance of Darling Harbour as one of the worlds wonders
according to Lyn’s comments. She was totally taken by the
beauty and the romantic ambiance. George pointed out our
hotel to her and indicated the proximity of our room explaining
the view from there looking down was also awesome, Lyn jumped
at this and requested a 'viewing' later from our
room. She explained that her hotel was downtown, on the
second floor were she could only see roof tops and another
building. I replied…after dinner drinks in our hotel room
guys? Lyn and George replied almost in chorus…that would
be lovely!! As we stood there I stepped back a few paces and
looked at Lyn’s back. Standing there George and her were
looking at the cities gleaming refeletion in the water.
Lyn was about a good size 12 if not a 14 with never ending legs,
nice shpe curvy bum and medium boobs…the push up bra dit
its job but I estimated her boob size to be around 34'ish
she did have a small back., her bum was cute, firm and curvy
and in the background lighting as I stepped back I could
see her thongs were clearly visible through the material
of the dress…it looked incredibly sexy I thought and was
baffled that guys would ignore the beauty of such a real
women. I guess that’s what guys are seemingly scared of
now days…‘real women’ and all they can boost about was the
salary packages they ar on and cars. What crackpots some
men are just beyond imagination probably most preferring
to wank rather then play with someone like Lyn.
<br>

Our table was ready, the time was almost 10:00PM and the
Harbour was a live with people. George decided to order
a bottle of champagne to celebrate our meeting and three
dozen Sydney Rock Oysters, wow, one dozen for each. Lyn
looked relaxed kept looking around and seemed to be totally
blown away with the location and the sights come with it.
The champers arrived, we toasted to our friendship and
our luck of meeting her. Lyn stood up kissed George on the
cheek then me but I could feel a tiny flick from the tip of
her tongue which sent goose bumps down my back. Lyn stated
her happiness of meeting with some wonderful people. Our
dinner was great, we talked about her divorce the type of
men she liked, her work and generally anything and everything
during the night. We all got on like a ‘house on fire’ but
not one word was exchanged regarding sex or even close to
it.
<br>

George ordered coffee and Cognac for us all as a final gesture
of enjoyment of a good dinner. Lyn was digging in her bag
and fished out her purse and then her credit card indicating
her wish to pay for the drinks. George said nonsense and
requested Lyn to put it away, his tone was firm. Lyn obviously
felt humble and started to argue with him, George said his
decision was final and handed his credit card to the young
waiter. Lyn cursed and sulked for a few minutes but decided
to succumb to George’s final decision.
<br>

We were leaving and walking between some of the tables when
a young women called out Lyn’s name from under a big umbrella
a table of about eight people. Lyn stopped and waived to
them putting her arms around George’s shoulder the other
around my waist as a gesture for them she was with friends
but did not make an effort to go over to see them she just waived
good by.
<br>

Lyn was chatting away explaining how her boss and colleagues
such a wonderful people but not to socialize with. George
this time was steering us two to walk near the water suggesting
to walk off and relax our full tummies after such a huge dinner.
After about ten minutes, we reported to George that we were
tired Lyn decided on how about we sit on the grass amongst
other people. Lyn was first down patting the lawn indicating
to hurry up and sit down, I did George decided to sit on a milk
crate he found behind one of the pillars. The cool grass
smelt nice it felt good to be sitting on the warm night, Lyn
made herself comfortable took her shoe off and was sitting
with her knees drawn up to her chin, she was looking at people
walking by on the pathway. I was lying on my side opposite
her with chin in hand also watching the crowd when suddenly
I realized Lyn’s dress was nearly around her waist her thongs
tightly encased within her slit and exposing her pussy’s
partial inner and outer lips to the crowd.
<br>

Alarm bell rang, my mind was reeling…was she really aware
of this huge exposure or not…ah well it looks rather inviting
I thought and glanced over to George, his eyes was wide open
and glued to the area without realizing he was actually
staring. What the hell I thought so I decided to turn around
sit up similar and facing Lyn this gesture exposed my own
naked, smooth shaven pussy. I do not wear knickers at all.
I could see her eyes moving from looking at the passing crowd
to between my legs. Lyn made the comment “tit for tat huh”?
Her eyes were wide open with a serious look on her face then
begun to smile ear to ear and loudly giggle. I felt a bit annoyed
by this and lowered my knee to the grass cutting out the view.
Lyn finally decided to say something between her giggles
(gosh aren’t we girls so much alike)…then more quietly
said, “Monica dear I just love showing my pink bits in public”
as a ball hit her on the head thrown by a little girl sitting
with her parents a fair way behind us. Lyn caught the ball
and threw it back towards the little girl while the position
of her legs remained deliciously unchanged with pink pussy
lippies….exposed!! I looked over to George, he was having
trouble hiding his erection but busy looking at Lyn’s face
while she was telling him about her job as a department manager.

<br>

The time was well past 1:00AM and George decided we should
go and have coffee somewhere. Lyn said… but George you promised
to show me the view from your hotel room, is that still stands
or what? I replied before George could mutter a word, but
offcourse come on let’s go and catch a cab. We walked up with
George in the middle, holding hands around his waist under
the jacket to the casino hoping to find a cab there. The young
(Caucasian cabbie) was outside of his Holden Statesman
Silver clored Cab, chatting away with an Asian cabbie when
we arrived. He opened the back door for us and Lyn sat in first
but in a manner that her pussy was totally exposed to the
cabbie, she moved slowly allowing the young guy enough
view to remember his nightshift for a long time, than it
was my turn so I decided to follow suit, lifting my dress
while slowly sitting on the seat lifting my leg over allowing
my pussy to be fully exposed. The poor guy shook his head
in disbelief with eyes rolling; George was laughing his
head off seeing all this while getting in the front seat.
The cabbie not walked but sprinted over to the driver side
and our journey begun.
<br>

Lyn and I by now felt boisterous seeing each other exposing
ourselves to the max what other things can we get up to I thought.
I leaned over to Lyn and kissed her face to thank her for a
wonderful night when she grabbed my face in both hand and
kissed me on the lips. The cabbie seen this in his mirror
and nearly hit a pedestrian under an over pass, he cursed
at the idiot obviously drunk and looked in the mirror again.
I was busy and managed to break my nail while trying to coax
Lyn’s breasts out of her darn push up bra, Lyn break off my
broken nail and thrown it on the floor reached in her dress
and released her bra and taken both breasts out over the
top of her dress. Go on, she dared me here they are you want
them out or not? Her beasts were full, firm, the nipples
felt hard. I was leaning forward sucking her left nipple
when the cabbie come back with (hey come on ladies bloody
hell how can I charge for this fare… it is just too good of
a view). George looked back and saw what we were doing and
said something to the effect (guys behave and please let’s
get to our hotel safely and not to distract the driver).
Us girls both replied with a yes sir and put ‘things’ away
but we did not stop cuddling and feeling each other further
down out of the drivers view. Lyn opened her legs wide putting
one foot on the leather seat allowing my fingers to force
her thongs aside and explore her soaking wet pussy. Lyn
was humming and softly stroking my face with the back of
her hand. What a night this is I was thinking when the cab
come to a sudden stop at our hotel. George gave the driver
a fifty dollar bill telling him to have a nice evening, the
diver retorted with a smile…I did have a nice one already
thanks to your ladies sir and away he drove in to the darkness
forgetting to switch on his lights...I wonder why?
<br>

I felt wide a wake and asked George and Lyn how they felt as
we walked in the lobby both responded only with a smile.
George collected our key from reception and we were off
to our room.
<br>

The room was cold almost freezing so I turned off the air
conditioning while Lyn went to the loo beating me to it as
I was almost bursting at the seams for a pee. George was on
the telephone calling room service for some champagne
and glasses as there was none in the mini bar…this was bloody
disappointing for a Five Star Hotel he explained to the
person on the other end.
<br>

I could hear the shower running when it downed on me she was
actually having a shower?. I knocked on the door yelling
that I needed to go for a pee. She opened the door, I went in
and seen Lyn naked bum as she was stepping back in bath/shower
smiling at me ear to ear as I was sitting on the loo admiring
the long legs, nice waist, her firm boobs when she indicated
with her fingers for me to join her. I finished my pee, did
a quick wipe, pulled my dress over my head dropped it on the
floor and joined her in the shower.
<br>

We kissed, touched, fondled as the war water pouring over
us our boobs were slipping and sliding against each other
which felt awesome. She was whispering in my ear that this
is her first time ever she done anything like this in her
life although she always fantasised about it and it was
about time it has happened. She mentioned her bi feelings
to her male partner whose response was negative and accused
her to have lesbian tendencies which he did not appreciate.
Amongst cuddles Lyn further explained why she decided
to hop in the shower was because she felt very comfortable
with us and she did not wish to disappoint us with her full
of juices pussy which might not been appropriate for a kiss
and lick.
I reassured that her pussy would tasted and smelled just
wonderful so not to worry too much. She asked me to put some
of George’s shaving cream on it so she could shave it as it
needed to be smoother as her razor was blunt when she shaved
earlier in the evening.
<br>

I called out for George to come in and do the honours as he
did wonders with mine regarding smoothness. George told
us to hold on as he was waiting for the room service to arrive.
So we washed each other thoroughly she inserted her finger
in my bum and pussy hole endlessly probing, I did the same
to her. We could hear the room service arrival the rattling
of glasses was obvious so as soon as the door was shut I could
hear a big pop sound and the next minute George appeared
with two glasses of Moe champers which we both excepted
while he turned the shower off. I asked him if he could do
a favour and shave Lyn’s pussy. George sat on the toilet
with the cover lid down and requested Lyn’s pussy to be presented
in front of him. Lyn stood there legs spread wide as I was
holding her pussy lips wide open from behind so George could
reach those vital areas. It was all a big giggle session
as George was applying shaving cream Lyn spread it all over
his head and face, the session was full of fun and laughter
as George shaved Lyn’s pussy over and over again until it
was nice and smooth. George asked Lyn to turn around and
bend over so he can complete the job on the pussy puffs exterior
which Lyn complied with. George commented on her pussy
how nice it was and her bums shape was like a Goddess she wiggled
her bum side to side in appreciation then George announced
that the job was complete. George towelled her pussy dry,
slapped both our bums to get out of the bathroom so he could
have a shower.
<br>

Lyn and I went over to the huge window looking over darling
Harbour and seeing the beautiful sights of Sydney. She
was totally mesmerised by the cities beauty, we poured
another glass of champers and toasted to our friendship
standing in front of the huge window naked looking out.
I decided to see if any music I could find on the TV-radio
remote when I could feel her hands first touching my waist
then my shoulder turning grabbing it and turning me around
to face her. She was shaking, her breathing was heavy as
she looked in my eyes our body touched. We kissed each other
deeply and sensually while lowering ourselves on to the
king size bed whispering to each other how lovely life is
if everyone would be as understanding about our sexuality
as we were the world would be a more happy place to live in.
Lyn looked at me straight in the eye and asked me if I could
go down on my back so she can well…do ‘things”. I complied
with her request and placed myself in the middle of the huge
bed with my legs apart. She kneeled on the foot of the bed
with her bum in the air and lowered herself down with her
head between my pussy I could feel her tongue teasing and
flicking my clit side to side, her mouth felt warm, she sucked
on my pussy lips, her hands reaching up touching my breasts,
gently twisting the nipples…it was a wonderful feeling
as she was doing things a bit awkwardly but ever so carefully
it was evident to me this was Lyn’s first time.
<br>

George reappeared from the bathroom with a towel wrapped
around his waist, he poured a drink for himself. When he
seen us on the bed he decided to drop the towel on the floor.
I could see his huge erection. Lyn looked back and said with
a smile, wow what a handy guy to have around when girls are
in need and wiggled her bum towards George. George sat on
the beds edge sipping champers next to me so I could feel
his hard as a rock cock while Lyn face was busy being buried
in my pussy not realizing George was even there next to us.
I was wrong, Lyn’s hand appeared from under my bum grabbing
my hands on top of Georges cock, I made space for her to feel
the hardness and suddenly could see she was more than ready
to play with both of us. Lyn moved away from my pussy slid
up towards Georges throbbing cock, she was looking at it
checking it’s shape placing her thumb over the eye, moving
her hands to the base of his cock, clasping her fingers around
it and squizzing it at the base cutting out his circulation
making it even harder. Then her mouth went deep over it,
swallowing Georges hardness more than halfway, I joined
her sucking his balls, then sucked his cock sharing it,
handing it back and forth to each other like a big lollypop.
George did not mind at all this one bit as he was sipping his
champers he was obviously having a time of his life with
two females sharing his cock.
<br>

After awhile George thanked us ladies for the duet obviously
getting over excited and decided to move away to investigate
Lyn’s protruding bum from behind while Lyn decided to go
back down to my pussy. George placed his hands on that curvy
meat, pulled it open wide and begun gently stroking it, .
I could feel Lyn body stiffen, she stopped licking me I honestly
thought this did not agree with her and I asked George to
stop. Lyn replied, don’t be silly darling it feels just
wonderful I need a guy to encourage this wonderful situation
to it’s fullest. She lifted her head looking at me with a
pleading eye, please let him touch and allow him to fuck
me Monica the situation we are in makes me feel crazy. I constantly
fantasized about this type of situation and the way all
this happened I could not ask for any better!! I gently kissed
Lyn and amongst licks and I stated my approval loud enough
for George to hear.
<br>

Hearing this George relaxed begun playing with Lyn’s pussy
I could see in the huge mirror he was inserting a couple of
fingers feeling and probing her. Lyn’s licks and sucks
and the gentle touches on my body excited me towards a huge
orgasm. I could feel her breathing getting deeper as mine,
her licks were speeding up on my erect clit flicking it in
her mouth even harder, George this time was plunging his
cock in Lyn’s pussy, next minutes was a pure heaven as Lyn
and I orgasmed together. She climbed on top of me so we were
clit to clit, boobs to boobs and kissed violently until
our orgasms receded and we could breath again normally.
Drinks anyone? George poured more champers and pulled
out the fridge a little surprise, a huge plate of Russian
Black caviar which he specifically ordered without telling
us girls.
<br>

Lyn and I sat on the side of the bed while George prepared
the caviar on Melba toast, sour cream and some finely chopped
anions and feed us with out mouths open. Lyn was obviously
still feeling boisterous she placed her fingers inside
her pussy which was gleaming with juices, showing us her
cum filled fingers then licking it off with a yum comment.
<br>

The rest of the night went well but I will leave it to your
imagination.
<br>

________________________________________________________________________________________________
<br>

During our resent holidays in February we did get off the
beaten track…a little so to speak. We met up with an absolutely
gorgeous single lady in Brisbane (with an erotic fetish).
Her fetish was to have an open friendship with an ‘older’
couple. Julie is a PA for an MD in a large corporation. She
is single, hard working mum raising two small kids.
<br>

Julie has communicated with us for three months, her notes
become an almost daily email event. At first we communicated
via email later by telephone. She contacted us last November
out of the blue from Adult friend finders with just a three
line message requesting initially email type chit chat
only. I decided to replay back to see her integrity. I was
in luck as she was for real amongst the many thousands of
pretenders and bull crap artists. Over a few weeks we became
real good friends and we communicated a hell of a lot. After
a while we got to know each other more via telephone and arranged
to meet up with her when we arrive in Brisbane on our way to
Noosa and Hervey Bay.
<br>

Our excitement was almost unbearable and on our arrival
in Brisbane as George was checking in to our hotel I called
Julies mobile. It was around 4pm to let her know we arrived
in town. To my disappointment her mobile was turned off
so I left a message pointing out that we are in Brisbane.

<br>

I was hoping we did not make this huge detour from our original
destination (Noosa) for a fizzer and hoped she will return
my call.
<br>

A couple of hours went past, I was nervous and getting seriously
worried. With a deep sigh I said to George, well honey it
seems like we will be disappointed, we should get dressed
go out and have dinner. The next instance my mobile rang...I
nearly freaked out and dropped the darn phone. It was Julie!
She sounded excited and explained she was a bit hesitant
with a shaking voice, she was obviously very nervous but
continued to tell that she still had to find a baby sitter
for her two little kids. I reassured her we are safe people
and managed to calmed her down; I told her to take her time
as we planned meeting her at our hotels main restaurant
(a huge public place) for dinner only and she can leave anytime
and truly has got nothing to worry about. She agreed with
a nervous sigh and promised to be at our hotel lobby around
7pm! I was not so sure and relayed this to George. Never the
less we decided to get dressed anyway and after watching
some TV and a couple of scotches we proceeded down to the
lobby.
<br>

We both sat in the lobby lounge by 6:45pm and nervously waited
for Julie. My heart was pounding and it was almost in my throat,
George was also nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof, pacing
up and down outside the lobby door talking to a young porter,
looking in to every cab arrived...then at 7:15 she suddenly
arrived. George recognised her immediately from the many
pictures she sent clad and unclad. George paid her cab fare
and introduced himself; she her arms around his neck and
hugged then kissed him...wow I thought...that was a really,
really good start.
<br>

Julie looked flushed, perspiration beads on her forehead
was showing, she looked extremely nervous. Julie come
straight up to me looking rather awkwardly in my eyes, in
silence shook my hands, smiled then hugged and kissed me
like a long lost friend. She asked me where toilets were
(probably nerves) I pointed towards the reception because
I had no idea.
<br>

She disappeared around the corner towards the reception.
When she returned she looked a bit more relaxed as we sat
on the lounge, she decided to sit across from us on a comfortable
lounge placing her legs in a manner that the upper thigh
of her strong but long legs was totally exposed…I seriously
thought she was playing games. George and I could not help
but try not to stare. We ordered drinks as she was explaining
the terror she felt but now she met with us she felt a ‘little’
more comfortable.
<br>

After some small talk we all felt hungry and decided it was
time for dinner. We proceeded up the elevator to the most
expensive restaurant in Brisbane. While in the lift I could
see Julie was still trembling and I was rightfully concerned.
A young fresh faced waitress welcomed us at the restaurant
door, asked if we had a reservation, we do George responded.
She looked up our name ticked it off, grabbed some menus
and proceeded to show us to our table. As we sat down Julie
was white as a wall and felt faint…almost ill the waitress
seen this and with a concerned look on her face poured her
a glass of iced water and asked are you ok madam? Julie replied
yes but asked where the loo was the waitress pointed towards
the lifts, Julie disappeared around the corner towards
the loo.
<br>

When she finally returned we both commented how lovely
and elegant she looked and the lovely, long, hell of a expensive
Mitutoyo pearl necklace she was wearing. She looked feminine,
very attractive in the low cut, conservative black crepe
frock with shoulder straps slightly exposing just enough
cleavage to please any probing eyes.
<br>

Julie is a brunette, early 30’s; 5' 7" tall with
beautiful bouncy, firm 36DD breasts. She is a well educated
mother of two young kids, a divorced hard working single
mum. She told us earlier that she was tired of guys using
her, not interested in her kids, macho, brainless, beer
guzzling, football mad and think only about their mates.
She he could not communicate with anyone of them and was
sick of the bar/pub scenes. Her kids and her job was the number
one priority in her life. She resulted to concentrate on
her work and kids. She was wearing her poor fingers to the
bone plying with her pussy at night constantly fantasising
about females/couples…being her fetish. Then decided
to join AdultFriendFinder contacted a few people who were duds and now here
we are.
<br>

Julie's straight, longish just over her shoulder
and cute a size 14-16 figure, now...what the "F"
she is doing with a couple our age one would ask!!!
<br>

The restaurant was almost full and Julie insisted to sit
next-close to me, she was holding on to my hand as we both
looking at the menu so our thighs were touching.
<br>

I noticed Julie intermittently looked up from reading
the menu and glanced towards George out of the corner of
her eye...I could see she liked George’s style and relaxed,
calm professional manner. The same waitress who seated
us approached our table she looked about 25, she commented
on George’s stylish silver hair…how lovely and distinguished
he looked and that she loved men with silver hair. Then she
smilingly turned towards me and Julie and said "family
reunion ladies?" I said with a nervous smile, no just
some good friends out having some fun...she looked a bit
puzzled at my comment but rattled out all the house specialities
and continued to take our order. Gosh I said… not another
girl with a fetish I hope. Julie laughed out loud and amid
giggles she said, she better not be because she was number
one and willing to take her on and scratch her eyes out if
she makes a move on George. We all laughed, shook hands finishing
it off with a high five all round.
<br>

During our exquisite (mud crab) dinner a number of bourbon
and coke's later, as many glasses of wine Julie's
colour finally returned to normal. She was visually more
relaxed, gosh about time I said to myself with a sigh which
Julie didn’t miss…anything wrong? She asked…no not really
but I was just happy that you are feeling better I said. Julie
leaned over with a smile and planted a loud kiss on my cheek
with a tiny lick which was very noticeable. I felt much better
myself as now we all begun to relax.
<br>

Julie leaned over to me and very quietly whispered that
"it is true that since she was 15 she has always fantasized
about being seduced by a more mature couple was true. All
those erotic fantasies within the emails she sent were
not a lie". She further stated that unfortunately
she could not ever openly discuss this with her close friends,
family or anyone but turned to people like us who will understand
the situation.
<br>

George commented “it is just all a silly female fantasy
thing, and he did not believe her”...with a smirk on his
face.
<br>

She giggled and unintentionally kicked Georges shin under
the table so hard that the poor guy winced. George apologized
and agreed… yes she was for real and promised not to mention
such thing again. Julie then smilingly apologized to George,
blew him a kiss, kicked off her shoe under the table and rested
her feet between George’s legs hidden from view by the low
table cloth. George looked spooked and I must say…was delighted
with this gesture and went all quiet, withheld any further
negative comments for the rest of the dinner.
<br>

We conversed about the economy, our work, her work, our
Mercedes Benz, her kids, her home, the boss she works for
and her family and so on while the young waitress served
the courses of our dinner. This young thing was constantly
glancing at George and made further comments about his
nice suit. I had a feeling that she was infatuated by distinguished
men possibly had a past experience perhaps wishing to have
another. While we had dinner nothing was discussed about
the purpose of our detour to Brisbane or Julie’s fantasies
as the young waitress kept hoovering over us the whole night
to an almost annoying stage!
<br>

After sweets and some coffee around 11:30pm George paid
the bill and badly needed a cigarette after seeing the charges
for our drinks and dinner nearly floored him. He managed
a nice crisp $20.00 tip for the cute little waitress who
looked after us so well...Ah well her earlier comments
was worth the effort but hey…we are on holidays aren't
we? I quietly but cheekily said to George perhaps you would
like to try and the taste the young thing honey? George looked
away saying “he wished but not tonight” and looked at me
disgusted. Julie stood next to me wide eyed and could not
believe her ears, but commented…Monica, do you realize
by the way that waitress looked at George she would join
us like a shot if invited…shall we? I think not, we have enough
people for now I commented with a smile and a wink. Julie
returned the wink with a sigh of relief and licked her dry
lips.
<br>

We decided to move outside the restaurants large glazed
balcony looking over the whole of Brisbane. They must have
put the glazing there so people won't jump or drunks
fall over the rails George commented.
<br>

Brisbane is a pretty town with all the lights, a warm and
balmy February evening but with the humidity around 90%
we were all feeling sweaty, full as a boot and a little numb
from the drinks.
<br>

There was no one else out there so we sat down on the marble
seats. I remember the cold stone felt nice on my naked bum
and pussy hope it is not dusty I thought. We were suddenly
alone and could now openly talk. The waitress followed
us out, asked if we would like to have a drink. George asked
us if we like a drink, we are ok but he ordered cognac all around.
The waitress smiled at George and retreated back to the
restaurant. She returned a few minutes later with the drinks
but refused to accept George’s offer of payment and commented
it was on the house with a smile.
<br>

I was looking at the city lights then turned around and could
see Julie standing behind me with tears running down her
cheeks, I was numb, surprised seeing her upset. I moved
next to her and gently give her a hug, she took a deep breath,
put her face next to mine and kissed me on the lips gently
sucking in my bottom lip swirling her tongue over it. I could
taste the salt of her tear and her warm kisses sent shivers
down my spine and oh yes...other areas as well. Julie whispered
in my ear amongst little sniffles and small licks that she
was crying because she was happy, relived and glad that
we are not monsters but decent hard working people. She
now felt relieved about meeting us after all that time.
My mind and body was telling me that I was getting turned
on by all this, my pussy was flowing with juices as I could
feel the juices actually trickling out my pussy and down
my thighs...well, I had no knickers on...gosh…what a bummer.
<br>

I looked over to George, he was watching all this and I could
tell from the distance he was having a hard on in his suit
pants. The look on his face was the only way to explain that
he was absolutely mesmerized seeing us kissing. He offered
his hankie to Julie and for me to wipe off the smudged lipstick
on both our faces.
<br>

After all this crying and nerves being a female my intuition
was telling me to ensure all was above board with Julie.
So I asked her if she was feeling ok to continue on with the
night. If she was tired perhaps wished to go home? We'd
be more than happy to pay her cab fare. She looked at me with
her big puppy dog eyes and pleaded with me if she could please...stay
the night with us.
<br>

I guess Julie could be sleeping in the other double bed I
said with a grin and a wink towards Julie and nodding to George.
This she accepted with a wink and grin back, and then with
a huge ear to ear smile. She walked over, hugged and squizzed
George and me so hard that I nearly passed out from lack of
air.
<br>

We started to walk towards the restaurant elevator...Julie
looked over towards George and noted his hard-on as well
she almost yelled out…George please stop!...We should
wait a little while poor George's 'thing'
was highly visible trough his suit pants. I said as a joke
call the waitress quickly to solve a hard problem. We all
laughed and sat back down for a few more minutes or so chatting
away about her work and her children. She then used her mobile
to talk to her mum standing in as a baby sitter as she did previously…several
times over dinner showing that she was a caring and a good
mum.
<br>

The time was adequate for George’s ‘hot pants’ to 'cool
down' and we proceeded through the dining room towards
the elevators. The waitress waved good by and we stepped
in to the empty elevator. Julie faced us looking us both
seriously then leaned forward, cuddled and kissed us both
on the lips and said "her fantasy finally now slowly
coming to reality" but she must collect her overnight
bag from reception. We went down to ground floor and she
collected her bag. I was puzzled and asked her when did she
put her bag there (this afternoon after you left a message
on my mobile was the reply! I smiled and made a comment something
like “what a clever girl she was”. George stayed silent
as he did not wish to put his foot in his mouth.
<br>

As we went up Julie requested if we could (please) have a
few more drinks when we get to 'our room'?! Georges
face looked surprised and had a smirk on it as well...I wonder
why? Gosh could she be an alcoholic, hope she is not going
to attack us in her drunken stupor...nah no way, she is just
too lovely and indeed very genuine.
<br>

George fiddled with the electronic key at our door, finally
the green light came on and the door opened. Our room was
nice an cool, I popped quickly in the bathroom to clean up
my face and other wet areas while George opened a bottle
of champagne and chardonnay from the mini bar and was busy
pouring us all drinks.
<br>

We all moved out to the large balcony about 43 floors above
the street and started to talk as we sat outside in the darkness,
the view and the glitter of city below us was soothing. I
went back to the room and turned off all the lights except
for one little bedside lamp. We just talked small talk,
discussing the cost of her designer label dress, her gold
necklace, my dress as we were sipping on our drinks. She
was leaning over the balcony handrails looking out and
pointing to us what building was called what. She was proud
of her city.
<br>

I was standing next to Julie, when she suddenly cleared
her throat and handed her glass to George. She stood right
against me inches away from my lips, her breathing was heavy
and I could sense she was horny as hell.
<br>

I had to make a move I thought. So I also handed my drink to
George and put the back of my hands over her breasts gently
stroking it up and down through the polyester material
I could feel her nipples getting hard. She looked mesmerized
by this moved side to side and made humming sound obviously
liking what I was doing but said nothing but hummed. My other
hand I placed around her waist and pulled her close, looking
in to her eyes deeply and slowly kissed her on the lips.
<br>

Her lips was wet an her mouth tasted lovely, my legs nearly
went from under me, my body went limp as she returned my kiss
and I just surrendered to her with a deep sigh extending
my tongue deep in to her mouth which she sucked in and out
with gusto.
<br>

Our tongues was hungrily swirling in each others mouths
sucking and probing, I could feel her nails stroking my
back, ears and neck and my juices were flowing...again!
Suddenly I could feel her hands slowly lifting up my dress,
then felt her hands grabbing my naked bum, the next minute
her fingers managed to find my wet pussy lips. I subconsciously
opened my legs wider to assist and doing so managed to step
on to George’s foot nearly loosing my balance in the process.

<br>

I normally don't wear knickers at the best of times
and finding my smooth shaven pussy with so much ease surprised
Julie. She looked at me with a little girlish smirk and said
'gosh you are so wet Monica". She cupped my face
in to the palm of her free hands and was licking my face, ears,
eyes... almost anything she could find in that region while
probing my pussy and clit with the other. I was in heaven.
<br>

She suddenly stopped, asked George for her drink back,
took a sip out of the glass, put her finger in it and licked
it off…the mixture of my pussy juice and wine?! Your pussy
taste great Monica Julie loudly whispered. I replied "what
did you expect"?...Julie continued by telling us
stories of how often she masturbated imagining all this
and it turned out exactly how she has imagined it…including
the wine…the pussy taste…the girl has actually imagined
all!
<br>

She turned facing us and requested our attention while
she reached behind her back with one hand and slowly unzipped
her dress. The dress dropped on the floor and she stood in
front of us just in her black g-string and matching bra holding
a glass of champers in one hand. She had those pleading,
puppy dog eyes again; her face was flushed and her lips were
gleaming moist and partially open…waiting in anticipation.
<br>

What are you guys waiting for Julie almost yelled out with
a fake anger. For fuck sake George, Monica can you guys help
me out of these restrictions...pointing to her black g-string
and bra, shit, I am so hot and bothered it's not funny
guys…please come on make a move on a hot girl…and it hurry
up she demanded!
<br>

I guess we did not need anymore asking I helped her out of
her bra and George assisted with her thong. She stood there
naked exposing her perfect hourglass (yes size 14) figure
she had beautiful firm breasts, lovely, full thighs and
that firm curvy bum I will never forget. She was standing
in front of us just in her high heels, her smooth shaven pussy
with tiny fuzz on top was gleaming wet from the outside I
wondered what it will be like on the inside…wow it did looked
very palatable.
<br>

Julie asked...what do you guys think? Well? I lost over
4 kilos just for you two...he-he with her tongue making
fart sounds her eyes staring and begun licking George all
over his face pleading "are you going to tell me I was
a good little girl for loosing part of my love handles"?
George was mesmerized by all this and was stuck for words
so I answered...you look perfect darling...Good little
girl.
<br>

Julie turned around and waked over to the handrails looking
out over the city, she was leaning forwards with her legs
spread wide and bum pushed up, her pussy lips was clearly
visible from behind. The next minute she yelled out …love
showing off my bum…does it look nice from behind? George
and responded in chorus…it looks absolutely divine darling,
I further commented how lovely her pussy looked from that
angle and I must try it next. Julie turned around, reached
behind my back, undid my zipper in one move, removed my bra
and there I was stepping out of my dress. Julie insisted
for me to join her at the rails to look at her city in the bollocky
with our bums in the air and legs spread. We must have been
a sight if anyone was watching from the row of other balconies.
As for George he dutifully collected our clothes then placing
them in the wardrobe neatly hanging them up and taken his
seat back outside with us. Julie and I were standing in front
of him wearing just high heels, George had a huge smile on
his face. We winked and embraced each other like long lost
friends, I can recall the sensation of Julies silky smooth
soft skin and the pressure of her breasts against mine was
incredibly erotic, an experience every women must have
as it is almost impossible to describe.
<br>

We stood there huddled together, kissing, touching stroking,
exploring each other for what seemed like eternity. We
were all enjoying a very-very spicy and special occasion.
<br>

Julie gently pushed me away from her, she stepped back,
turned me around so I was facing George; she put one hand
over my back the other between my legs urging me to bend and
open wide. I stood there spreading my legs…wide.. I mean
real wide as I could while placing my hands on my knee for
balance. I took Georges cock out from his pants which was
hard as a rock , almost erupting as I started to lick and suck
on it. I could feel Julie’s fingers squeeze, massage and
gently slapping my bum, suddenly her fingers entering
my pussy hungrily probing and feeling my pussy’s wetness.
She pushed me further forwards so I bent further down on
Georges cock then I suddenly felt her spreading my cheeks,
her tongue probing in little circles making me shiver as
it felt like I was in seventh heaven. I could not help myself
but to assist her by reaching back pulling my cheeks wide
apart then feel her tongue licking in circles at my bum hole
and inside my pussy. It was such an exquisite tingling like
sensation that one would like to last for ever. Her fingers
again found my pussy from behind and inserted her thumb
and begun rubbing my clit with her forefinger…I was going
crazy and moving my bum side to side. George was speechless…I
was breathless at the sensations Julie was giving me with
her tongue and hoped it would never stop as I was almost having
an orgasm which I will never forget.
<br>

This play went on for almost eternity, when Julie’s fingers
found and gently pulled on my erect clit which she gripped
like a tiny cock pulling it between her two fingers while
the other finger dipping in and out of my pussy. I could feel
my orgasm was imminent as I could sense that incredible
preliminary pulsation… I was on fire and my breathing went
shallow, then deep and fast. The sensation was too great
to bear anymore and the all familiar internal shuddering
took over my body (which most females could kill to experience)
and I had a huge long lasting orgasm which Julie assisted
me to linger. The deep sensation made me yell out like I was
in pain...but I was actually in heaven.
<br>

I was standing there bent over legs spread wide, gasping
for air when I suddenly could feel Julie holding my bum with
one hand and the other wet fingers and all being placed in
my mouth. Julie was growling like a cat and said…se what
I made you do…now eat your own cum juices as punishment.
I sucked and sucked on her fingers as I was slowly descending
down to earth from my thirty thousand feet flight and was
about to land and getting my sanity back however so slowly.

<br>

When I fully recovered I looked back at Julie and noticed
she was also bending over with one hand on her knees the other
reaching behind pulling her cheeks apart, licking her
lips and moving her bum rhythmically side to side in front
of George’s mouth in a circular motion. She was standing
there spread eagled like I was a few minutes ago, George
looked up from what he was doing and had a huge smile on his
face, drink in one hand and the other hand was busy fingering
and probing all areas of Julies wetness. Julie’s eyes was
wide open, she was making hissing and little crying out
sounds and indicated with her head for me to move in front
of her. I stood in front of her spread eagled and she begun
licking my still sensitive clit which to my surprise was
hard again…wanting more. George was working on her, two
fingers in her pussy and licking her bum when she suddenly
moved away from us and begun rubbing her clit with violent
strokes, she leaned back nearly falling over, stopped
breathing, yelled and screamed as she was going through
her own wonderful orgasm. I was kissing her lips and holding
her head waiting for her to come down…slowly. Julie breathed
out with a shaking sigh of relief. George and I clapped.
<br>

Come on guys I yelled with a smile...let’s celebrate our
orgasms, have some time out so poor ‘little Monica and Julie”
could recover. Julie put her tongue out at me making a fart
sound indicating her displeasure being disturbed, called
me a spoil sport but with a sigh of relief she agreed. She
stood up and apologised to George for moving away as the
feeling was so intense she did not want it to go away, her
clit was almost exploding she needed her finger to finish
off while giving George a huge kiss then come over to kiss
and cuddled me.
<br>

We all sat down, I found some chocolates from the mini bar
and we toasted with well earned glass of champagne. I was
telling them how my pussy was tingling with a sensation
which is hard to describe in words. Julie replied well there
will be loads more of that for us both huh girl. Oh yes I agree
plenty for us all I said.
<br>

Well, it was the start of a time we will be talking about until
we are 100. Julie would not let us go to sleep wanting more
and more of me licking and sucking on her erect clit while
she fondled with George's cock. George was kissing
her sucking and playing with her breasts while I was exploring
the wettest, warmest heaven on this earth. I have never
seen anyone enjoying kissing so much, and gosh...capable
of having so many orgasms as Julie.
<br>

Julies excitement, hunger to kiss, lick, touch, explore
and feel another female close to her was clearly evident
as she refused to come up for air after fingering my pussy,
flicking and sucking my clit to several orgasms one after
the other. It was a time to remember.
<br>

Our poor clit’s were so sensitive (hurting at times) the
poor things was almost demolished by our eager tongues.
George was watching our activity and gently playing with
his cock, fingering her pussy and bum from behind. Julie
wiggled her bum and instructed that every one of her holes
to be explored, George could only oblige with a huge grin
on his face.
<br>

We finally all fell asleep around 5:30am, Julie was snuggling
up with me and George retreated to the spare double bed totally
exhausted. The poor guy exploded three times, he pulled
himself off and cum all over us, cum once in to Julie’s pussy
and once inside her bum. She yelled and screamed as she was
coming from Georges pounding, I was deeply kissing her
when she suddenly stiffened then shuddered. It was such
an erotic and incredibly intimate experience witnessing
and feeling another woman orgasm. I could feel her sensations
building up then she suddenly explode with small cry’s...as
I was holding her close, to feel her body convulsing then
shudder....I felt so lucky to experience such incredible
sensuality…wow!
<br>

We cuddled and kissed for what seemed like hours before
she started to finger her own pussy. She was lying in my arms
with her bum on one of my leg claiming "come on Monica
let’s have one for the road huh" I was tired by then
but I joined her fingering my own pussy. The two of us managed
one more huge orgasm about the same time...in stereo!!
She collapsed back in my arms and instantly fell asleep
while I was stroking her hair, her hand was between my legs
with one finger inside my juicy pussy...she just refused
to let go.
<br>

In the morning I wake up, looked the bedside clock shit…it
was 10AM. I looked over to the other bed and could see Julie
cuddled up with George. She was all flushed, perspiration
beads on her forehead, licking her lips and growling with
a grin on her face. She come over to my bed and kissed me on
the lips and whispered, George has made her cum three more
times and hope I did not mind as it was such a yum. Good girl
I said, George is one of us, he is definitely allowed to play
but he prefers to wait until the ladies are ready for him.
I decided to have a quick shower, both of them joined me in
the bathroom. We washed each others body, pussy and then
ordered breakfast from room service.
<br>

We put on our hotel robes, sort of covering up but Julie only
had a towel wrapped around her and another wrapped in her
hair. The room service guy arrived, he pushed the trolley
in place undid the plate warmers put the trays on the table,
when Julie stood up and accidentally dropping the towel
on to the floor. George was busy tipping the guy and could
not see what Julie was doing. The guy walked backwards out
thanking George for the tip but it was clear his eyes were
glued to Julies shaven pussy and boobs. The poor guy left
with a puzzled look on his face but with a smile. After breakfast
we checked to ensure the No Disturb Sign was on the door then
returned to bed for some more fun.
<br>

Julie could not have enough of us or we her so we stayed just
for her an extra night at the hotel.
<br>

About 1:00PM we all got dressed and went for a drive to Surfers.
Julie was wearing a cotton summer dress full of flowers.
She asked George if she could drive our Benz as it would be
easier to find the way. George (to my surprise) agreed and
handed her the keys. I sat in the front with her while George
had no option but to seat in the back…he liked the idea of
being driven so he could read the paper which he brought
with him from the room.
<br>

On the way she was proudly showing us 'her Brisbane'.
We had a long lunch at a tiny café near the beach and chatted
openly about the night before. A couple in their thirties
was seating behind us overheard our intimate conversation
and were visibly intrigued by what they were hearing. I
indicated to Julie to hush but she kept talking about her
mighty orgasms, our night of intimacy in detail even louder
making farting sounds in between. After a while the couple
behind us decided to leave and when the guy stood up he grinned
at us while his lady friend nervously paid for their meal
at the counter dropping her handbag twice. I could clearly
see the poor guy had a huge hard on in his knee length surfer’s
shorts. Julie and I grinned and gave a high five. George
set there embarrassed and red faced as a beetroot.
<br>

After lunch George needed to cool down and decided to go
for a walk…wonder why…poor baby. Julie and I went shopping
looking at some of the little but very exclusive designer
label boutiques.
<br>

In one of the little boutiques I was in the change room with
Julie while she was trying on a few garments we picked out
earlier and I could not help but notice she was minus her
G string. She seen my glimpse, looked up at me put her tongue
out like a little girl made a fart sound while shaking her
head and grinned. Well, you don't wear knickers than
I don't wear one either, she proceeded to pull open
her pussy outer lips with her fingers to maximum and turning
side to side in front of the full size mirror. She was gazing
at her erect, noticeably protruding clit and shiny, wet
inner pussy lips. My poor little puss, she is looking very
happy and gosh so juicy today…don’t you think Monica ‘she’
looks cute?
<br>

Witnessing all this my face flushed, my legs gone weak under
me from shear desire however, right at that moment I had
no option but to excuse myself and leave the cubicle red
faced like a shy school girl. The shop assistant was busy
placing garments back on to hooks fortunately missed our
conversation. Phew this was close for comfort I muttered
to myself.
<br>

Bugger…I did not wish to disgrace myself by touching rather
licking a female’s genitals in a change room while the busy,
all business like shop assistant could any moment fling
open those flimsy curtains checking if she could be of help!
I felt much safer out of there thank you…pretending to be
checking out other garments. Julie finally appeared fully
dressed, modelling the pin st

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12/15/2004

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I'm prejudiced - I've experienced Monica &
George & they're wonderful!!! George knows how
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8/19/2007

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Totally sensational and lost for words xxxx

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great story. you guys have great adventures

12/13/2009