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Madrid Ch. 01

By: Franglais



I walked into the bar just before ten, feeling rather nervous. The other guys had told me that it was "one of those places". Part of my nervousness came from fear of making a fool of myself; if it wasn't what I thought it was, what would happen if I propositioned a girl who was just in there for a drink?

The bar was expensively furnished and well lit, not at all what I was expecting, and the three barmen were in DJ's; that was a good start. After a quick look around, I decided on a stool at the corner of the bar that would give me best view of the rest of the place. There was a couple sitting in the corner and two men alone at the bar.

Then I saw her, sitting by herself at a small low table in the opposite corner. She was wearing a lightweight polo necked sweater in a milky jade colour with a matching long skirt. On the table in front of her was only one tall glass filled with ice and an amber coloured liquid. Was she on her own? I hoped so.

I ordered a beer, thinking that this would be cheaper than one of the many spirits on display behind the bar. I studied the couple; they were both black and obviously interested in one another from the way in which they spoke quietly with their heads close together. The only thing that gave me hope that this may be the right sort of place was the fact that whereas the man was middle-aged, the girl was in her early twenties and very well dressed in a style that showed her body of to its best.

My gaze drifted back to the girl, still apparently on her own. She wasn't dressed for the part at all, but she did appear to have a good figure, attractive face and long, clean hair. She looked straight at me and smiled for a second, not with her mouth, as she was in the process of lighting a cigarette, but with her eyes, and then looked away. 

Over the next few minutes a few more men came in, and more girls from a door at the back that I hadn't noticed before. Some of the girls went to sit at the tables, but a couple of them went straight up to two of the men who had just come in together. They all went to a table laughing and joking and were served by one of the barmen. Each time I looked at the girl, she seemed to be looking at me in an interesting way, but not staring, almost as if our eyes were being drawn together. I started to relax as each glance lasted longer and her small mouth started to curl in a smile. I smiled back.

Eventually, she got up and started to walk slowly towards me, smiling more as she got closer. I was right about her figure, small but proud tits, a lean body that swayed as she walked and legs that seemed to move in a most suggestive way. As she got closer, I saw that she was younger than I'd at first thought, only eighteen or nineteen. I got off the stool and judged her to be a couple of inches shorter than me in her two inch heels.  

I was surprised when she greeted me like an old friend, kissing me on both cheeks and saying buenos nochas. She smelled good in a clean sort of way, just a hint of perfume. I hoped that she spoke English, for although I could understand quite a bit, I felt that my Spanish wasn't yet good enough for chatting up girls. She said that she didn't speak English well, so I stumbled along for a while and then got out my cheat-sheet on which I'd written some words and phrases that I hoped would be appropriate.

I asked if she'd like a drink and she signalled to the barman as she took me by the hand back to her table. By the time I'd told her my name, two glasses of whisky and ice had arrived. She told me that, because her mother had liked the film The Hunchback of Notre Dame, her name was Esmeralda. 

We had a couple of cigarettes while I told her what I was doing in Madrid, and how long I expected to be there. We'd only just finished our drinks when she signalled to one of the barmen and more quickly arrived. She asked where I was living, and I said that I had an apartment only a few minutes walk away. She smiled again, squeezed my thigh and asked if she could go back with me. Now came the crunch. I'd heard that these places were ridiculously expensive, and I nervously asked her price. Only fifteen thousand pesetas for up to two hours she replied. 

I quickly worked out that this was about eighty pounds. What a relief, I'd decided that a hundred pounds would be my limit for a couple of hours of bliss! I really wanted this girl now and she new it, her fingers had moved up my leg and then stopped as she felt the tip of my hardening prick press into the side of her hand. I said OK, and she went to the bar to get the bill. I couldn't believe it, almost thirty pounds for my beer and our two whiskies each. But she said with a pout that this also included service, plus the one that she had been drinking when I came in.

I paid up and, as we walked out, she asked me for another two hundred pesetas to give to the girl who looked after the coats who was now looking at me and jabbering away with Esmeralda in very quick Spanish. 

It was windy outside so we buttoned up, pulled our collars high and walked with our arms around each other in the same way as a few others who had braved this cold Friday evening. Despite the cold, my prick stayed fairly hard. This was probably because of the way she was pulling me against her with her arm low around my waist, much lower and she'd have a handful of cheek!

As we approached my apartment block, I suddenly thought about the guards. Would they create a scene as we walked in? I was now pleased that I hadn't picked up a girl who looked like a tart. Esmeralda looked quite respectable, apart from those knowing eyes, so I was confident that I could bluff my way in if the need arose. I needn't have bothered though, we went up the steps and through the doors holding hands and simply ignored the guards.

As soon as the lift doors closed she wrapped herself round me and kissed me. This was nothing like the chaste peck on the cheek that she'd given me in the bar; her tongue rolled around mine and explored my lips, mouth and throat! I pulled her against me and, despite our thick coats, it seemed as though I could feel the heat of her body pressing back against me.

All too soon the lift stopped, the doors opened and we went towards my apartment. My hand was shaking so much, I had difficulty in getting the key in the lock, probably because she was rubbing her hand from the small of my back down to my backside and my free hand was cupping one of her bum cheeks.

When we had gone in and locked the door behind us, I took the coats and hung them in the closet. She walked into the main room and whistled at the size and luxury of it, then draped herself on the settee and curled her legs underneath her, with her long skirt demurely arranged so that I couldn't see them. I'd left on a side light when I'd gone out earlier and in its soft glow she looked both wicked and virginal at the same time.

I asked what she'd like a drink and she asked for a whisky with lots of ice. I poured two large Glen Morangie's and went into the kitchen. While I was struggling to get some ice cubes out of the tray, I heard Tina Turner start singing. Esmeralda had found my new ghetto blaster next to the settee and put on the Foreign Affair CD. 

I sat down close to her and gave her the drink. She looked into my eyes and said gracias very slowly, accentuating the soft way that some Spanish used the "th" sound by putting her tongue between her teeth. I said de nada and took a large gulp of whisky. Esmeralda took a small sip of her drink, laid her hand on my thigh and leaned closer. I put my arm around her and she rested her head on my shoulder. 

I didn't want to go too fast, I wanted to savour every moment of this new experience. It was weeks since I'd left my wife and kids back in England and, despite regular wanking, felt that my full balls and hard prick would explode at any minute. Her fingers were gently tapping to the rhythm of Tina Turner and I felt her head move as she sipped more of her drink and looked round the room. 

Is that your wife and family she said, pointing to a framed photograph on top of the television? Oh shit I thought, I'd forgotten to put it out of site. She got up to get a closer look. They are all very beautiful she said, you must miss them a lot. I said yes, and that it was very lonely when you were alone in a strange country. Ah, but you've got me now she said as she swayed back towards me, smiling.

She stood in front of me, put her hand at the back of my head and pulled my face into her stomach. I just managed to put down my drink without spilling it, then put my arms around her hips and smelled her. I felt so light-headed, it was as if her perfume was having a narcotic effect on me. I rubbed my face in her lower belly, feeling the silkiness of her underclothes rubbing together. As she pushed forward, my face pressed into her hard belly and I felt her pubis against my chin.

My hands were cupping her firm cheeks and I slipped them down under her skirt and back up again. I squeezed gently and she moaned and rolled slightly from side to side, pulling my face even harder against her firm muscles. My hands roamed all over her backside and slipped into the heat between her legs. 

She shuffled her legs a little further apart to give me more room to rub at her core and lifted my head so that I could feel her small tits rubbing against my face. I eventually stood up and we kissed; her tongue feeling cold and tasting of whisky. My prick felt like an iron rod pressing against her, yet it seemed to swell even more as she held me tightly and pushed back against me.

I forced my lips away from hers and opened my eyes to look at her face. She was flushed and breathing hard through slightly parted lips, wet from where my tongue had rubbed against them. She opened her eyes, looked at me and said quel hombre. I knew that if I wanted, I could have stripped her and had her there and then in the lounge. But I wanted more, so I asked if she'd like to take a bath with me. Her eyes widened momentarily then creased with mischief as her mouth smiled her assent to this delicious thought.

I picked up both our drinks, carried them through into the bathroom and put them down on the end of the large oval bath. She followed me in and watched as I turned on the taps and started to get undressed. An amused smile crossed her face as she saw that my prick had almost burst out of my underpants, with a damp patch of pre-come at the peak. This changed to a mixture of wonder and anticipation as I slipped them off. Looking down to the centre of her attention, it seemed as if my prick had never looked so big.

I sat on the edge of the bath, poured in a generous amount of Badedas, then looked at her and raised one eyebrow in question. She crossed her arms, got hold of the bottom of her sweater and pulled it over her head in one quick movement. She shook her hair back into shape as she threw the sweater onto the chair behind her, on top of my clothes. She stood proud and erect, then put both arms behind her back to release her breasts from the small black lace bra that was holding them. Her skin was that natural Mediterranean olive colour that doesn't need the sun to look tanned, and her tits were just as I'd imagined them from the first, small and proud with brown erect nipples.

Then she slipped her thumbs into her elasticated waistband and seemed to be offering me her tits as she bent towards me, pushing her skirt and slip down her long legs. She quickly turned round and made a great show of folding it neatly on the chair, bending straight from the waist down. What a sight she made. Her legs and backside were clad in sheer black dancer's tights with no panties underneath. As she bent forwards, her shoes made her legs look even longer than they could possibly be, and the black of her tights darkened teasingly in the split between the cheeks of her buttocks.

In one movement, she pulled the tights over her hips, turned and sat on the chair to remove her shoes, then slid the tights down her legs and off her feet. She smiled again and asked if I had a hair dryer. When I said no, she raised her hands into her hair and, in no time at all, gathered her locks onto the top of her head and tied them with a large bow made from her tights.

Now at last she stood up and I could see her properly. She was even more gorgeous than I'd imagined, perfectly proportioned and justifiably proud of her body. She pulled me up from where I was sitting, gave me a quick kiss, stepped into the bath that was almost overflowing with bubbles, and sat down. I got in behind her, carefully slipping my legs each side of her and lay back. 

She lay back against me and giggled as she felt my prick pressing into her back. I kissed the top of her head and filled my hand with the slippery foam. She gave a gentle sigh as I stroked her tits, squeezing her nipples and making them even harder. I leant forward and stroked lower, circling her little bump of a belly button, with my fingertips just brushing the top of her neatly trimmed pubes at the bottom of her firm belly. 

She opened her legs a little and raised her hips just out of the water in invitation. My fingers slipped lower. She gasped as my middle finger parted her lips, slipped inside then came out and up to gently stroke her clitoris. The mousse hadn't been necessary, she was already slick enough. She began to pant and reached back with one arm to pull my mouth round to hers. Her tongue moved in and out between my lips in unison with my hands as they stroked her tits and cunt. I moved more quickly as she panted faster and began to whimper and jerk her hips. Her breaths became shorter and my fingers moved faster as she approached her climax. When she came, she breathed in and went rigid, every muscle of her body taught to breaking point.

When she relaxed, she rolled over, put both arms around my neck and said quel orgasmo. As she kissed me, she rubbed her nipples against my chest and ground her pubic bone into my belly. Her tongue and mouth danced over my face and neck, and as my prick seemed to grow even larger between her thighs I thought I would burst. I gently pushed her away from me and we both stood up. 

She started to soap my back by pressing against me and reaching round with her arms. She gave my buttocks a squeeze, then started on the front. After she'd finished my chest, one hand started on my belly, and the other went lower, by-passing my prick and coming up under my balls. She seemed to weigh them in her hand and gently pushed them forwards and upwards. Her other hand by now had reached my prick and was encircling it, rubbing gently backwards and forwards. Looking down, it seemed as if it had never looked so large and powerful, her hand was tiny in comparison to it.

She knelt and rubbed her pouting lips over to knob and round the sides. I knew that I couldn't hold back any longer, and although I tried to concentrate on other things, anything except the wonderful sensation she was creating, I failed and came. She felt the first shot of my come on her neck and pointed my prick down so that the second and third spurts landed on her tits as she milked my prick and squeezed my balls. She then rinsed herself down, got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around herself. 

I assumed that it would be all over now, but she walked out of the bathroom still wrapped in the towel. By the time I'd dried, put on my dressing gown and returned to the lounge with the drinks, she'd undone her hair, lit two cigarettes and was sitting on the sofa. Tina Turner was just ending and, as Esmeralda went over to switch on the television, I wished there was more light as she bent over. She came back and sat down on the sofa. I was nervous again, and immediately got up to get some more drinks from the kitchen. By the time I got back, Esmeralda had found the tv handset and was flicking through the channels.

She said bella, and I assumed it was for the drinks until I realised that she was looking at the screen and not me. It was RTL and, being late Friday night, she was studying Tuti Fruiti with interest. She leaned back against me and sipped her drink. When the programme had finished, she laughed as she stood up and wiggled in a mock striptease, then laughed even more as the towel fell off. As I got up and went towards her, she assumed the typical maiden's pose, with one arm across her breasts, the other covering her pubis, and a look of mock horror on her face.

She took my hand and led me into the bedroom. I turned on the bedside lamp and pulled the top covers back from the king sized bed while she went out again for a minute. I was leaning back on the pillows, prick at half mast, when she came back and put her handbag down on the bedside table. I went to the bathroom when I finally managed to understand that she was asking if I had any talc, and when I came back, she was lying on her belly with her arms outstretched and her legs apart.

I knelt between her legs and sprinkled talc all over her back, legs and bottom. Then I massaged her, starting with her neck and shoulders, then working down to her lower back. I kneaded her left rear cheek, then down the leg to her calf and then foot. Turning, I began with the other foot and worked upwards. As I got closer to the centre of my attention, I pushed her legs a little wider apart and sprinkled more talc on her little puckered arse and hair covered lips. As I gently stroked her between the legs, she lifted her rear a little off the bed and opened up even more. She was soaking, and I slipped two fingers in to her tight pussy with ease. My thumb was just pressing at the entrance of her arse when she came again, pushing back against my hand and bouncing her hips up and down.

I turned her over and, kneeling between her legs sprinkled even more talc on her front than I had on her back. I massaged her face, pressing my thumbs into her temples in a circular motion then moved to her eyes, cheek bones, nose, lips and jaw. I used my fingers on her neck under her ears and moved to her shoulders and tits. I spend a long time on those, gently pulling and squeezing them, then pinching her nipples a little harder. Esmeralda opened her eyes, looked at me and smiled like a cat that had found the cream before closing them again. I pressed deep into her relaxed belly and then went down one thigh to her foot and back up the other. Her cunt was so hot, I could feel the radiation from it on my knees and I could smell that wonderful odour of a woman in heat. This time Esmeralda came more quietly as I stroked her clitoris and played with her tits, then she pulled me down on top of her and hugged me tightly as she showered my face with kisses. 

A little while later, she rolled out from underneath me and made me lie on my front, which was difficult with a hard prick that didn't want to go to the side. Getting between my legs, I felt the talc cold against my skin as she sprinkled it over me. Her massage was hard. She dug her fingers into every muscle, between every bone and over every square millimetre of skin, and I thought she was going to break my back as she lifted each of my legs and pushed my feet towards the back of my head. 

But then she was gentle as she leaned over me to rub the tips of her hard nipples all over the skin she had just been trying to stretch to breaking point. My balls were full again by the time she started on them, gently squeezing them while she gently rubbed the talc all around the rim of my arse. If I hadn't come earlier, I would have had a very messy bed to sleep in that night.

When she'd talc'd my front, the hard stuff started again, this time she pulled each of my fingers until they cracked, and I hadn't known that toes cracked in the same way! But when Esmeralda lay over me to repeat the previous action with her nipples, she came up so that they rubbed all over my face and clasped my prick between her thighs.


Madrid Ch. 01



After a few minutes she judged that I was ready and reached over to take a condom from her handbag. Taking it out of its packet, she put the teat between her lips and slipped it over the knob of my rampant prick. Using her tongue and lips, she unrolled it about half way down. Only when she couldn't push it any further with her mouth did she use both her hands in a gentle stroking action.

She positioned herself over me and guided my prick into her, slowly pushing herself down until she was fully impaled. Even through the condom it felt as though her cunt was on fire, boiling in its own juices that started to flow onto my thighs, stomach and balls. Without moving her hips, she started to milk me, rolling her cunt muscles along my full length. What a sight she made, her head was thrown back and she was playing with her tits, digging her fingers in so hard that I thought they'd burst, then rolling and pulling at her nipples.

I reached up with one hand and put a finger on her lips. She started to lick it, then down to my palm and up to the tip of my thumb. Then she opened her lips slightly and sucked my thumb in and out of her mouth. My other hand forced its way between us and I gently rubbed her clit. Her cunt started to contract round my prick in rhythm with my stroking and her sucking. Faster and faster until she let everything go, shook her wild hair, screamed and put such a grip on my prick that I feared that it would break off.

Gradually she calmed down, leaned forward and gently kissed me. After a few minutes, she slowly started to move her hips up and down my rod. She leaned forward so that she could rub her still hard nipples over my chest. It was now my turn to play with them as she had before, but more gently as I didn't want to hurt her. She now introduced a circular movement to her hips, and every time I was in her to the full, she gave a little squeeze. This produced such a sensation that I felt that I couldn't hold back much longer so, for the first time, I started drive into her, clasping her buttocks to push her even deeper.

I felt the pressure building and speeded up, thrusting hard and almost bouncing her off me as she rode this fucking bronco. She must have felt the moment coming, for she seemed to lose all control again except to keep me inside her but, at the last moment she pinched my nipples so hard that it was now my turn to scream with an outburst of pain and pleasure as my engorged prick finally burst. Two, three and four times I felt the spurting deep inside her, then we both collapsed in a sweaty heap. Just before I fell asleep, I felt my now soft prick pop out of her and she seemed to make a low moan of disappointment as she too drifted off.

Later, I was wakened by her gentle kisses, nibbling at my lips, eyes and nose. I saw that she had on my shirt and had made some coffee for us. I sat up and she passed me a cup, got back into bed with me and snuggled up.

When we'd finished our coffees, the dream ended as she got out of the bed and went to have a shower. I followed her into the bathroom, put on the shirt that was still warm and carried her scent, and sat watching this dream girl thoroughly wash herself. She had no inhibitions at all, and from the way she moved, it seemed to me as though she was like a lithe young gazelle. 

When she'd finished, I held a clean towel, wrapped her in it and started to dry her, gently rubbing her all over but without any other motive than to ensure that she wouldn't go out on this freezing night and catch a cold. From her bag she took a new pair of tights and started a reverse strip. All the time she was looking at me and smiling, even when she turned to the mirror to brush the tangles out of her hair. 

She asked if she could use the phone and went into the lounge. I took my wallet from my trousers and put in the pocket of my shirt. As I went into the lounge, I could hear that she was arguing with someone. From the snatches that I could pick up, it seemed as though it was the bar where she worked and they were giving her a hard time for being away so long. I now looked at my watch for the first time and saw it was after two that almost three hours had passed since we had come into my apartment.

She appeared to get in the last word and slammed down the phone, only to pick it up again and call for a taxi. This time she very carefully put the phone down and walked towards me with that same look as when she first walked over in the bar. We kissed softly, and she asked if I would come for her again tomorrow, Saturday. Unfortunately I couldn't, as my boss had already invited me out for dinner and a show, but I promised to come to the bar on the following Friday.

As she put on her coat, I slipped her the money, including a bit extra for the taxi, which she put straight into her handbag without checking it. I buttoned her coat and pulled the collar up, then took my scarf, wrapped it round her neck and pulled it over her mouth. 

I couldn't take her downstairs in just my shirt, but I walked her to the lift. As we waited, I kissed chastely on the nose and forehead as I'd now covered her lips with my scarf. In return, she reached through the folds of my dressing gown and gently squeezed me. Then she was gone and I went back, got into bed and slept with her heady smell on the pillows and sheets. 



Madrid Ch. 02



The next week seemed to drag so much that I thought that Friday night would never come. It was just after nine o'clock when I decided that I couldn't wait any longer and headed for the bar. There were a lot more people there tonight and I couldn't see Esmeralda, so I found a space at the bar, ordered a drink and waited. 

A couple of the girls looked at me, but I just smiled and shook my head. I was half way through my second beer, and beginning to worry that she wasn't coming when one of the girls came over and asked if I would buy her a drink. I said no, but asked if Esmeralda would be in tonight. She went off to the back room and a few minutes later Esmeralda came out and almost ran across the bar and threw her arms around me.

She looked so delicious in a simple black sheath that I wanted to take her out immediately, but she said that I had to buy her at least two drinks first or the bar owner would be angry as this was the first time that she'd been in since last Friday. While we drank I learned more about her - she said was 20 years old and a student at Madrid University, her home was just outside Granada in the mountains of the Sierra Nevada

When I asked about working in the bar, she said that she enjoyed sex but missed her boyfriend who was far in the south. Also, being a poor student with expensive tastes, she was being paid to have a good time. She'd only worked there since the turn of the year when she came back to Madrid after the Christmas holidays and was able to pick and choose who she went with. All this really stretched my Spanish and took at least three times as long as it would have if I'd worked harder at my language classes. But now I resolved to pay better attention in the future!

I paid for the drinks and we went back to my apartment. All evening so far, Esmeralda had been bubbling with vivacity and as I locked the door behind us she pulled me round and locked her lips against mine. We started to pull at each other's clothes, but as we got tangled up reverted to undressing ourselves. I still had my socks on when she attacked me again, rubbing her body against me and hooking one leg behind my back. I bent down, swept her up in my arms and carried her towards the bedroom, but she said that she wanted a bath first.

I couldn't keep my eyes off her while we waited for the bath to fill, but she went back out and wrapped her tights around her hair as she'd done before. She delighted in showing off for me, and stood with her legs wide apart and thrust her hips forward so that I could see the lips of her pussy sticking through her hairs. She slowly turned around and, keeping her legs wide open slowly started to bend forwards, looking at me over her shoulder and smiling as my eyes watched her little bud appear, followed by her beautiful cunt. Then, just as I was reaching for her, she laughed, sprang into the bath laid down and invited me in.

She took the Badedas and rubbed my chest, gently pulling at the hairs and pinching my nipples. Then she turned me round and rubbed my back. When she got to my lower back, she leaned forward and bit me on the shoulder as she slipped one hand between my buttocks and gently rubbed from my arse to my balls and back again several times. Then she turned me round and, kneeling in front of me, repeated the action. 

She kissed the end of my straining prick, then licked the little drop of pre-come that had leaked out. Mmm, me gusta mucho she said, and slipped her lips over the knob. She licked the sensitive underside and slipped it deeper into her mouth. She came up again and I saw her cheeks go in as she sucked hard. She took me deep again, and this time I felt her soapy finger slide into my arse. I didn't want to come yet and half heartedly tried to push her away. But she shook her head, sucked my prick deep into her mouth and wanked me in time with her finger in my arse. 

I exploded first as she was on an upstroke, so that the second spurt was deep in the back of her throat. She gagged a little but seemed to suck even harder. When she'd emptied me, she stood up, licked the come from her lips and smiled. Then she kissed me and it seemed that she thrust her tongue as far down my throat as my prick had been down hers. I like the taste of my own sperm, but this was the first time I'd tasted it mixed with Badedas. Could be worse I thought.

Taking the Badedas again, I took a handful and started to soap her back. I gently rubbed her shoulders and armpits and slipped my hands round to play with her firm tits. Then I started on her back, lower and lower, cupping her buttocks and slipping one hand in between. She giggled as my finger played with her little puckered arse, then gasped and opened her legs a little wider as it slipped in to the first knuckle. My other hand went round to her belly and then slipped lower. This time, because of the angle, I was able to slip three fingers into her while my thumb gently stroked her clitoris.

She turned so that she could put her hands on each side of my head to push it down and force me to lick and nibble at her waiting tits. She moaned with pleasure as the fingers of each hand moved more quickly in and out of her body and leaned back into the corner, holding my head tightly against her. As she came again, she lost all sense of balance and she would have fallen if I hadn't withdrawn my fingers to hold her up.

I wrapped one of the big soft towels around her and patted her dry like a baby. Then, as I turned to get another towel for myself, she took hers off and dried me with it, taking special care over my balls and prick. When she'd finished, she went into the kitchen, got some ice then went into the lounge to make drinks for us both.

I'd turned the heating on full before I went out, and so we were able to sit together comfortably in the nude while we watched Tuti Fruiti again and sipped our drinks. From her comments, it was obvious that she liked the programme and I saw that her nipples were erect when I turned to look at her, which made me start thinking that she'd look good on the programme. 

She'd been idly playing with my prick, and now looked at it as she felt it grow. Without taking her eyes off the screen, she leant over, took a condom from her bag and slipped it over my now fully erect prick. Then she treated me to the same display as before we got into the bath. She stood with her back to me, legs apart and bent forward with her hands on her knees. This time she didn't pull away as I reached for her and stroked the cheeks of that beautiful arse. I was treated to the spectacle of her cunt lips puffing out towards me as she got even more excited as my fingertips played over her skin, down the backs of her legs and back up the outside, teasing her until she whispered por favor and wiggled that beautiful arse from side to side.

To tease her further I ran my hands up the inside of her thighs, just brushing the hairs of her pussy. Then I gently pulled her backwards until I could smell her excitement. I moved her closer still and kissed each firm buttock, then pushed her down until her cunt enveloped my willing tool.

She groaned as it went straight in to the hilt, and stayed in that position just using her well developed muscles to excite us both. I played with her tits, rolling them and gently pulling her hard nipples. One hand slowly drifted lower, playing with her navel, past the gentle swell of her belly and down between the soft hairs to her swollen clit. 

Now she slowly started to move, up so that I almost came out of her, and then slowly back down again with a rolling action which rubbed her arse against my belly until I was again as deep as I could go. I took her hands and held them against her tits so that I could feel her playing with them. Then I pulled one of them down and wrapped her hand round my prick so that she could feel it go in and out of her now dripping pussy.

As she speeded up her riding, she started to play with her clit, and she used her other hand to play with my balls, it seemed as though she was trying to push them into her as well. My hands went back to her tits and I to suck her neck and shoulders, but she was moving too quickly now and so I just grabbed her tits and hung on.

Just as I felt that I was about to come, I lunged up and forwards, pushing her down onto her knees so that I could take full control and drive into her. I held the cheeks of her arse, rubbed her little button with my thumb and she slowly went wild as I thrust both prick and thumb into her. Her hands were on the floor, pushing herself back against me and her hair flew as she shook her head backwards and forwards in front of the coloured girl who was grinding her hips, almost in time to their wild fucking. As we came together, I held her tight against me so that she could feel my prick jerking deep against the walls her cunt. Then she fell to the carpet as I collapsed over her. 

I eventually went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. Then I went back into the lounge, picked her up and carried her to the bed. I wrapped the covers over us and we slept the sleep of the satisfied. 

When I awoke, my prick was as hard as ever, but this time it was because I needed to have a piss. Because I was so hard, it took a long time starting and them seemed to go on forever. Just as I started, I felt Esmeralda come in behind me then, taking hold of me, she sprayed my jet around the bowl then pointed it straight down so that it thundered into the water. She took a tissue to wipe the drips from the end of my prick, then turned to face me and squatted over the toilet. 

She aimed right into the water, and it seemed as though she would go right through the bowl, the floor and into the bathroom below, so long and hard did her waters flow. By this time, her arms were over my shoulders and she was looking me straight in the face. She didn't move when she'd finished, and so I reached over for a handful of paper and gently patted her lips dry.

She said yes when asked if she wanted some coffee and went back into the bedroom. I found her sitting up in bed, reading the Spanish version of Penthouse that I'd bought a couple of days earlier with the intention of using it as an incentive to improve my Spanish reading. As there's no censorship in Spain, I'd got no further that looking before I'd had to relieve myself from just looking at the various story board series of explicit pictures. Now here was Esmeralda reading the captions as well as looking with interest at the action.

I got back into bed, put one arm around her and she lay on my chest so that we could both look at the magazine. This story was about a man picking up a girl in a bar, so I told her that it was just like us. But she said no because the girl had sagging tits, not small firm ones like hers. I agreed and laughed as I pointed out that the man was a giant compared with me. She laughed with me, but said that I had nothing to be ashamed of, and also that mine was more beautiful. The couple in the pictures quickly got into bed and fucked and sucked for a couple of pages until there was a shot of me coming into her eager mouth. Esmeralda said that the girl looked very hungry and laughed. 

Over the page, they were joined by a stunning black girl and Esmeralda said that this girl's tits were much better. The man now became an observer as the two girls made love with each other. Fingers and tongues were everywhere until the last shot where the black girl's thumb was inside the other girl's cunt, with her fingers playing with her arse and the tip of her tongue lashing the white girls clitoris. 

Now that looks good I said, and I felt the heat as Esmeralda blushed. She put the magazine down and reached for her cup without speaking. When she'd finished the coffee, she asked if she could stay for the night, which was of course what I had been going to ask her. But before I could say yes, she quickly added that there would be nothing extra to pay. Even if there had been, this girl excited me so much that I would willingly have paid for the whole night. We lay down and made love on our sides with less urgency this time, before falling asleep in each other's sweaty arms.

In the morning, I woke to the feeling of a hot mouth and tongue playing with my hard prick. When she realised that she had successfully woken me, she slipped on a condom, sat on me and rode us both to yet another climax. Four in twelve hours! I didn't know if I would be able to get out of bed for the rest of the weekend. 

Hunger won of course and I asked if she'd like to got to a café just round the corner and try an English breakfast. We showered and enjoyed exploring each other's bodies, finding out what each one liked and where we were ticklish, just like a couple of kids. Just before they left the apartment, I slipped her the money I owed and then took her down to sample the delights of bacon, eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms and beans.

My mouth was watering as I described it, and when it arrived she said that she couldn't possibly eat all that so early in the morning. But we both ate with an appetite created by a hard physical work-out the night before.

In reply to my asking if I could see her again that night, she said yes, but that she'd come straight to the apartment. She explained that then, I wouldn't have to buy any drinks in the bar, and she could charge me less as she wouldn't have to give any to the bar either. 

We agreed on nine, which was the normal time for eating in Madrid, and I said that I'd book a table at a good restaurant. She smiled, kissed me on both cheeks, said buenos dias, hasta la nueve and walked out, leaving me to have another expresso before going back to bed for the rest of the day.



Madrid Ch. 03



On the Saturday evening, I had a shower about eight, shaved and applied lots of aftershave to my belly as well as my face before getting dressed. Deciding to be semi-formal, I wore a shirt and tie with slacks then sat down to wait. Just before nine, there was a gentle knock at the door and, on opening it, I was delighted at the way Esmeralda looked. 

She had her coat over her arm to show off what she was wearing underneath. It seemed to be the same style as the black one that I'd seen before, but this was a shiny bottle green complemented by green tights and black high heeled boots. Her hair was piled on the top of her head and she had that look on her face which said "enjoy the view, it's good enough to eat".

We kissed on both cheeks as she walked in and I made drinks as she sat on the couch. I asked if she new the fish restaurant that I'd booked and she said that she did, but had never been there although she'd always wanted to. We started petting but, as I hadn't eaten since breakfast, I told her to slow down and that we had all night for love.

When we'd finished our drinks, I helped her on with her coat before putting on my jacket and leaving the apartment. The guards at the entrance wished us a cheerful buenos apetitos as we went out into the night. It was much colder than I'd thought, and was pleased that we didn't have more than a short walk.

The restaurant specialised in Galician seafood, which was brought in daily from the coast. We both had the same, mixed shellfish to start, followed by baked hake in a mouth-watering sauce, washed down with a bottle of dry white wine. To complete the meal, we had sorbet followed by coffee and anis dulce, a sweet Spanish liqueur.

It was after eleven by the time we got back to the apartment and she asked me for more coffee while she poured us another drink and took her boots off. We sat close together on the sofa and talked while our meal digested and we finished our drinks. Esmeralda then turned to me and asked if I would like to see some photographs she had with her. 

When she went over to her bag and bent down to open it, I thought that I could see the dark band of stocking tops and I whistled at her. It was obvious that wolf-whistles were welcome as she looked over at me, smiled and then bent over a little further to improve my view. She came back with a large packet of photographs and lay across my lap, taking them out and holding them so that we could both see them.

The early ones were of her at the beach, wearing a very brief thong that was pulled so tight into her crotch that I could clearly see the outline of her pussy lips. They'd been taken from all angles, including one which look as though she'd been standing with her feet each side of the photographer's head. Feeling a pang of jealousy, I asked if her boyfriend had taken them.

She laughed and said no, the pictures I had taken were private, and that these had been taken by one of her girlfriends when they'd been on holiday together the previous summer. The next photograph caused me to whistle again and she asked if I liked the look of her girlfriend. It was a three quarter view with the head turned in profile. She was statuesque, with a straight back, large firm tits, a flat belly and a mane of flaming red hair. Like Esmeralda, she too was only wearing a thong which, from the way it was cutting into her hips, was also pulled up as tight as possible.

Esmeralda said that her friend's name was Pilar, that they went to University together and shared a bed sitter here in Madrid. There were a few more pictures of Pilar and then one of them sitting back to back on a rock. The final picture was of them standing facing each other. Their noses and lips were just touching, as were their nipples and bellies, and they rested their hands on each other's hips. It was one of the most erotic photographs that I'd ever seen.

During this time, my free hand had started at her tits, worked its way down her belly and was now stroking that glorious flesh on her thighs, just above her stocking tops. I felt her legs open a little so I slipped my hand between them and slowly up. Her panties were soaking, and my fingers traced the outline of her pussy lips. 

She put the photographs down and slipped off her panties. She took off my tie and shirt, then put her arms round my neck and kissed me while I continued to stroke her. I slipped two fingers into her cunt and rubbed her clit with my thumb while she rocked her hips against my hand and sucked my tongue into her mouth. As we speeded up, all was in unison, her sucking and rocking and my stroking and finger-fucking. Faster and faster until she broke her mouth away from me and turned to bite into my shoulder as she moaned and came.

I continued to gently stroke her while she came down from her orgasmic high, just shuddering occasionally as she slipped into smaller, lighter ecstasies. My fingers were dripping as I finally pulled them out of her. I breathed in the heady scent as I ran them under my nose, and then ran them over her lips. She opened her eyes and looked at me as she slowly parted her lips and drew my cunt juice covered fingers into her mouth.

She reached down and started to stroke herself while she continued to lick and suck at my fingers, then brought her fingers to my mouth and started to run them round my lips. I opened them and, for the first time, tasted her juices. I was not disappointed, for the taste was as good as I'd imagined from her smell. 

I told her how good she tasted and asked if she also liked the taste. She said yes, but sometimes the taste was a little sharp. I asked what she meant, and she said that some of the other girls at the club did not always wash before making love! When I asked how she knew, she said that sometimes they would go off in pairs with a client for a threesome.

The thought of Esmeralda with another girl excited me again as I kissed her again. I slipped the straps of her dress from her shoulders and pulled it down to her waist. I kissed down her neck and over her chest until I reached her nipples which I kissed alternately, gently sucking the hardened points between my lips and nipping them between my teeth. I took hold of her dress, and she lifted her hips off the seat so that I could slide it completely off. 

Her lower belly and pubes were now framed by her black stockings and suspender belt. I continued kissing down her belly, licking round her navel and rubbing my nose in her soft fur, going light-headed with the scent of this excited woman. In the meantime, she was pulling off my slacks and underpants to release my throbbing tool which she licked from tip to base and back again.

Pulling me over her, I stayed on my knees as she lifted her head to nibble the end of my prick before sucking it deep into her throat and rubbing round it with her tongue. She opened and lifted her thighs and I licked her pussy, starting with her clit and working down to the entrance to her flowing cunt, then back up again. With my fingers, I pulled her lips open, fully exposing her little nub and flicked it with the tip of my tongue.

This caused Esmeralda to groan, and she started playing with my balls with one hand while wanking my prick into her mouth. My tongue now slipped into her hot cunt as far as I could reach, I rolled it round and then withdrew before repeating the exercise in time with her wanking and sucking. My hands gripped her cheeks and the tip of one finger played with the entrance to her arse which was becoming slick with a mixture of her juice and my saliva. She licked her middle finger and I felt it slip into my arse as she continued to rub my balls with her thumb and forefinger. 

All our actions speeded up, and she bounced her hips against my mouth as one of my fingers slipped into her arse. I pushed all the fingers of my other hand so deep into her cunt that I could run my fingertips round her cervix while lapping at her sensitive clit. I felt the pressure to come build up in my balls and I exploded in her mouth. This seemed to tip her over the brink of yet another orgasm as she sucked my prick so hard and long that I thought that she would suffocate.

We rolled onto our sides but left our heads between each other's thighs, gently stroking and kissing as far as we could reach without moving from the comfortable pillows we had each found. Eventually, we slowed down even further and drifted into a light sleep before she slipped away into the bathroom. I heard the bath run, and after a couple of minutes followed her, as the need to pee was becoming uncomfortable. 

I found her sitting on the loo, wiping her backside. She laughed, pressed the flush and jumped into the foamy bath. I stood at the side of the bowl so that I could watch her as I peed. As I was finishing, I realised that I also needed to empty my bowels after the large meal we had eaten, and so sat down and performed as if it was the most natural thing in the world which, of course, it was. 

As I wiped myself, she asked what we were going to do on the Sunday. I suggested that after breakfast, we could perhaps go for a walk in El Retiro, the park in the middle of the city, followed by lunch in one of the fashionable restaurants nearby. This seemed to please her and I got into the bath and washed myself. After the bath, we went to bed and quickly fell asleep in each other's arms. Satiated by good food and even better sex.

The next day, we woke to the early morning sunlight streaming through the windows and made slow love together; without the urgency of earlier couplings, but with even higher sensations. I learned that she liked long slow strokes that took her to the brink of orgasm, followed by short fast thrusts as she came, which she did several times before I could hold back no longer. I didn't move as I came, but pressed deep into her so that she could feel my prick jerk as I spurted inside her while she used her muscles to milk all my cream into hungry her cunt.

Without coming out of her, we rolled onto our sides and dozed again while I sleepily sucked at one of her nipples like a contented baby. It was only later, as my now soft prick plopped out of her that I realised that I hadn't used a condom. I woke her and apologised, asking if she took the pill. She said no, she didn't want to put any artificial drugs into her body, but that she'd had a coil fitted for a couple of years and so was safe. 

She then told me that I was the first man, apart from her boyfriend, that she'd allowed to come into her without protection, and so that I had no fears of catching anything from her. Also, she said that she'd believed me when I said that this was the first time I'd been with anyone else other than my wife, and so she too felt safe from picking up anything from me.

I got up to make coffee, and she went into the bathroom. When the coffee was ready, I took it into the bathroom to find her in the shower. I pulled the curtain aside and joined her. As she was washing her hair, I took over this chore and continued to wash all over her upper body while she did my lower half. Then we switched before rinsing the Badedas foam off and getting out.

Esmeralda held the towel out for me, and I dried her hair with it, being careful not to tangle it or make any knots. While I was getting dressed, I loved watching her standing in front of the full length mirror to brush her hair. She stood on tip toes and stretched, turning and admiring herself as she brushed, laughing at me looking at her in the mirror. Then she bent over the hand basin to be close to the mirror while she used my toothbrush and carefully applied her makeup, giving me a beautiful view of her legs and backside.

Her hair was completely dry by the time we'd finished in the breakfast bar, and she went to the ladies to give it a final brush. We hadn't seen the doorman as we'd left the apartment, but now I wished us a cheery buenos dias as we returned and went down to the underground car park. 

She was impressed by my car, a rented Peugeot 405 SRI, with only a few thousand kilometres on the clock. It was a glorious spring morning and I opened the sun-roof as we sped down Orense and onto the wide, tree-lined boulevard of Castellana towards the park. As it was still quite early, I quickly found a parking space close to where we would eat, and then we crossed the road into the park.

The Madrilleños love to display on Sundays, and the park was quite full of people in their Sunday best strolling and listening to the buskers, having their fortunes told by old gypsy women and buying candy floss for the children. There's a small café in the centre of El Retiro, and we found a table in the sun and drank coffee while watching the world go by. When we'd finished, we took another turn around the lake, holding hands like young lovers and dropping a few coins in the busker's hats before going for to the restaurant for lunch.

As it was only about one-thirty, we had no trouble getting a table in the window, where we could continue watching the people walk by while we enjoyed a meal of cocinio, roast suckling pig, washed down by a bottle of cariñena. Over coffee, I asked what she wanted to do in the afternoon. She smiled and looked at me through half open eyes and said that she'd like to got back to the apartment, but she couldn't stay too long as she has some homework to do before Monday.

Before we went to the car, I told her to go to the ladies and take off her panties. Her eyes widened and she laughed, but got up and slowly walked across the room, knowing that all the men were looking at her. When she emerged a few moments later, she walked even more slowly and seemed to be crossing her thighs over one another as she took each step. By the time she reached the table, she was flushed and her eyes were sparkling. She said that if we didn't go immediately, she would have to sit down and make herself come then and there.

Although the idea of this excited me, I had other ideas and got up and rested my hand on her bum as we crossed the room. The feel of her flesh through her dress, knowing that she had nothing else on except a suspender belt and stockings, heightened my excitement so much that I had to stand close to the cash desk while paying so that the whole restaurant wouldn't see the effect she was having on me.

At the car, I held the door for her and she rewarded me with a long look at her naked pussy as she parted her legs to get in. I went round to my side, got in and, as I leaned over to kiss her, pulled her skirt as high as it would go and slipped my fingers into her wet pussy. She slipped down a little in the seat and parted her thighs to make more room for me. As she started to come, I took one of her hands and pressed it to her breast, the other I put between her legs. Then I sat back and started the car.


It seemed as though the journey back to my apartment was, for her, one long orgasm; peaking as we stopped at a traffic light next to a tourist bus. The driver's eyes nearly popped out of my head as I looked through the open sun-roof to see Esmeralda playing with herself. I told her to look up and, when she saw that she had an audience, blew me a kiss then closed her eyes as she frigged herself to yet another orgasm.

In the car park, I slipped my hand under her dress and between her soaking thighs as I followed her up the stairs to the foyer, but had to position her between myself and the doorman to hide my erection. In the lift, she unzipped me, took out my straining prick and knelt to lick the pre-come that was oozing out. I tried to cover myself when we arrived at my floor, but she wouldn't let me. She just held my prick and led me to the door of my apartment as if I was on a lead.

This was no time for the long, slow lovemaking we had enjoyed that morning. Instead, we pulled each other's clothes off as we went inside. I was in too much of a hurry to go through into the bedroom, and bent her over the settee in the lounge and drove straight into her juicy cunt from behind. We both came almost immediately, me arching my back as I pushed forward and shot into her, she pushing her hips backwards to meet me before her legs gave out and we collapsed, laughing with joy onto to the sofa.

I got up and went into the bathroom. After peeing, I turned on the bidet, regulating the temperature and strength of the flow and called out to her. By the time she came in, I had already soaped a shower glove and was waiting for her. She immediately squatted over the bidet and allowed the inverted shower to wet her all over. She put her arms around my neck and kissed the top of my head as I bent to see what I was doing. After I'd washed and rinsed her, I kissed her before drying her pussy and backside, then sprinkled a load talc onto my hand and patted her between the legs. 

As she was getting dressed, I asked when we could meet again. She said not until Saturday night, as on Friday she was already booked for a threesome with Pilar and one of the bar owner's old clients. The thought of this intrigued me, and I asked if I should come to the bar on Saturday instead. She said no, but that she'd come to the apartment about nine.

I assumed that this meant she wanted to go out to eat again but, as I was running short of my allowances until the end of the month, I suggested that I cook for us. She seemed delighted with the idea of a man cooking for her, and said that she'd bring some wine and a nice surprise for me, so I said that I'd put some champagne in the fridge and have it open and waiting at nine.

I offered to run her back home, but she said no, it wasn't far and she'd take a taxi. This reminded me that I hadn't paid her, so I rummaged in my clothes for my wallet. She said not to pay her, as she'd enjoyed herself so much, and that I'd already paid for both lunch and dinner, but that she would like some money for the taxi.



Madrid Ch. 04



On the following Saturday, I called in at the supermarket near my apartment to buy the things I needed. I'd decided to cook something simple that could be kept warm and served when required, spaghetti bolognese for the main course with mackerel in white wine as a starter, followed by cheese. I also bought some fruit, another bottle of Glen Morangie, some cognac and two bottles of Moët et Chandon champagne, one for before the meal and the other later.

When I got back home, I started cooking immediately and had the sauce ready by seven. I then prepared the mackerel on two plates which I put in the fridge, and set the table for two with a candle in the top of an old wine bottle, and put some flowers I'd also bought at the side of the table for scent and atmosphere. I then went to relax in a hot bath, and thought what she could be bringing to surprise me.

The cooling water woke me, and I quickly showered before brushing my teeth, shaving and liberally sprinkling aftershave all over. By the time I'd dressed, it was just after eight-thirty, so I filled a bowl with ice cubes, took a bottle of champagne from the fridge and set it on the coffee table with two glasses. I decided not to open the champagne, just in case she was late and it went flat. So I sat down and started to read the latest edition of Spanish Penthouse that I'd also got from the supermarket.

Just before nine, there was a soft knock at the door. I jumped up, put the magazine on the coffee table and went to let her in. There was Esmeralda, holding two bottles of wine, and next to her was another gorgeous girl who, from the mane of red hair, I recognised to be Pilar. 

Esmeralda laughed at the look on my face and made the formal introductions. Instead of accepting the hand that I held out to her, Pilar stepped forward, kissed me on both cheeks and said, in English, that she was pleased to meet me at last after hearing so much about me from Esmeralda. 

With that she gave me a bottle of Spanish champagne that I hadn't notice and walked into the flat. Esmeralda gave me a proper kiss, and asked if I liked my surprise. When I said that Pilar was lovely, Esmeralda hugged me and we walked arm in arm into the apartment. 

Having taken their coats, opened the champagne and poured them each a glass, I had to get another for myself. While I was in the kitchen, I put the new bottle of champagne in the fridge. Esmeralda came in and said that the table looked lovely and gave me a kiss for the flowers. She then opened a drawer and took out a third set of cutlery, and another wine glass from the cupboard. 

I went back into the living room, poured myself a glass of champagne and sat in the easy chair opposite these two stunning girls who were on the settee. Esmeralda was wearing the same outfit as when I first met her, and Pilar was wearing a white blouse, unbuttoned tantalisingly low, a long black skirt with buttons up the front, and boots. We spoke about general things for a few minutes until I asked Pilar if she had been working long at the bar. She said that she didn't actually work there, but just did the occasional threesome when Esmeralda asked her, and Esmeralda said that she only asked her to go with her for special clients.

I decided that, rather than continue along this line, we should eat, so I refilled their drinks and went into the kitchen. I took the starters from the fridge and split the two plates into three, put the bolognese sauce on to warm up and started the water for the spaghetti. We decided to finish the first bottle of champagne with the starter and sat at the table. 

Typical students I thought, they ate as though this was the first meal for a week. I served the main course which we ate with fresh crusty bread and a bottle of cariñena that Esmeralda had brought with her. The second bottle was almost empty by the time we'd finished the cheese, and we all had a mellow glow. The girls cleared away and filled the dish-washer while I made coffee.

When I took it in to them, Esmeralda was sitting on one end of the settee, with Pilar in the middle. I poured the last of the champagne and asked if I should get another out of the fridge. No, not yet, Esmeralda said, come and sit here. I sat next to Pilar, and Esmeralda raised her glass in a toast. To us she said, all three of us replied Pilar in English, as we downed the last of our glasses.

Esmeralda leaned across, put one hand behind my head and kissed me while Pilar put her arms around both of us. I could taste the champagne on Esmeralda's tongue as she rolled it round my mouth, and I reached across to feel her breasts through her clothes. I felt her nipples hardening, and she put her hand over mine and squeezed. Then she took my hand from her breast and placed it on Pilar's breast who, by this time, was nuzzling against the side of our faces. Esmeralda then used the hand at the back of my head to remove my mouth from hers and slowly turn me towards Pilar's waiting lips.

This was a dream come true, all my life I'd fantasised about a situation like this. It had even entered into love making sessions with my wife, Yvette when we'd increased our passion by talking about it, but we'd never taken the crucial step towards actually doing anything about it. And while in Madrid, many were the times I'd wanked while reading or watching videos about such events. 

Esmeralda now put her tongue in my ear as Pilar sucked my tongue deep into her mouth, then forced her own back into mine. I slipped my hand inside Pilar's blouse and bra to find her hard nipple, and she moaned as I rolled and squeezed it. Esmeralda began undoing the buttons down the front of Pilar's blouse, pulled it out of her skirt and slipped it off her shoulders. I moved my lips down to Pilar's neck and, as I started kissing the tops of her swelling breasts, saw that Esmeralda had now started to open the buttons of Pilar's skirt.

I continued kissing down to Pilar's belly then, getting off the settee and kneeling between her open thighs, kissed lower until my tongue was tasting her wetness through her filmy panties while Pilar held my head so that she could rub herself against me. I saw that Esmeralda had removed Pilar's bra. She had good tits, larger than Esmeralda's, and my hands went to them, rolling and squeezing them together.

Meanwhile, Esmeralda was quickly stripping off her clothes, and sat across Pilar's belly so that she could suck her tits. I had to move my hands back down again and, as I did, I pulled the sides of Pilar's panties down. She lifted herself up so that I could remove them altogether, then slid further down on the settee so that her backside was just at the edge of the cushion.

What a sight I was presented with. Both of them had their legs wide apart, and I was able to compare their most private parts, one covered with soft black hair, the other sparsely covered with a red down. Both sets of pussy lips were excited, slightly puffed out and glistening. Esmeralda's were dark, as was her little arse hole, which seemed to be the same colour as her nipples, whereas Pilar had a little pink rosebud.

I kissed Esmeralda's buttocks, and then nuzzled between them, lapping the juices flowing from her pussy. I slipped lower towards Pilar's waiting pussy. She tasted sweet as I licked and sucked her lips and she groaned as I pushed my tongue into her. Esmeralda was also groaning as my forehead was rubbing against her clit.

I brought my hands round and tried to put my thumb into one of them and my fingers into the other. But this didn't work as they were bucking and writhing so much, so I used one hand for each, trying to finger fuck them both while rubbing my thumbs over their clits. Both girls were close to coming and Pilar gripped the cheeks of Esmeralda's arse and pulled them apart. I kissed her squeezing fingers and then slipped between them to touch the tip of my tongue against Esmeralda's waiting pussy. She squealed at this, and pushed herself back so that I was able to replace my fingers with my tongue and roll it round.

Both of them seemed to go over the brink together, as I felt their cunt muscles tense against my fingers and tongue, and then they went limp. But, as I leaned back, I could see that they were gently nibbling each others lips and tongues, so I continued the actions of my hands as they each rose to a second climax.

While they recovered, I went into the kitchen and brought out another bottle of champagne. They'd rolled onto their sides on the settee and were a complete jumble of arms and legs. The pop of the cork woke them, and they turned to watch me refill their glasses. While we all drank, Pilar congratulated me for being even better than Esmeralda had said. And Esmeralda replied that, when they had recovered, it would be my turn for having been so patient.

When we'd finished our glasses, Esmeralda and Pilar moved each side of me and started to slowly take off my clothes. As each button was undone, and as each part of my skin uncovered, they kissed and nibbled me. Pilar got on her knees to remove my trousers and pulled my pants over my straining prick while Esmeralda sucked on my nipples. Pilar licked the pre-come from the end of my prick and licked down its length. As she came up again, I tried to push it between her lips, but she laughed and said later.

They took me into the bathroom and filled the bath. I got in and they followed, one in front and the other behind me. Taking the Badedas, they washed me all over, and then told me to lie back and watch as they washed each other. What a sight, these two nubile Spanish girls really put on a show at the other end of the bath. Most of the time they had their mouths pressed together as they washed each other's fronts.

Then one of them bent over with her rear towards me as the other washed her buttocks and thighs, and I could see soapy fingers slipping in and out of the other's pussy and arse. After this they changed over to show me the same view of the other girl. 

When they got out of the bath and had dried themselves, one took the talc and liberally sprinkled it all over the other and then gently rubbed it in. They reversed the process and then told me to get out of the bath. They dried me carefully all over, paying particular attention to all my cracks and creases but, instead of putting talc on me there, asked me to go into the bedroom. They pulled back the duvet, told me to lie down on my front in the middle of the bed and pulled open my legs.

They knelt each side of me, with one knee either side my legs and sank down so that I could feel their inner heat on the backs of my thighs. Covering me with talc, they started massaging my back, each one mirroring what the other was doing. It was bliss, especially when they started to kneed and pull apart my buttocks so that they could play with my sensitive inner thighs and balls. One of them gently ran a finger, scarcely touching the skin, from between my balls up to my arse and down again. This was repeated several times, but on each occasion the finger lingered a little at my entrance and pressed.

They turned me over and repeated the talc and massage. As they rocked against my thighs, I could feel that they were leaving little trails of dampness as their pussies leaked with excitement. My prick was rock hard again as they moved themselves down my legs and started to kiss and suck my nipples. When they'd finished there, they went lower still and took turns at rolling their tongues round and into my navel. Lower still they went, and laughed as they took some of my pubic hairs between their lips and gently pulled. 

They were now grinding their pubic bones against my shins and were getting wetter as their mouths closed each side of my shaft. I could feel their tongues rubbing between their lips as they worked along its length, but so far they had avoided the tip. Then, for the first time, they stopped working in unison. 

One of them, I was past caring which by now, licked the underside of my prick from just below the head, down to my balls. The other got off my leg and, without taking her lips from the tip of my prick, turned into the classic soixante-neuf position, with her thighs each side of my head. Then she slowly fucked my prick with her mouth, sucking and rolling it round her tongue before pushing it deep in her throat.

The other girl took one of my balls in her mouth and pushed my legs upwards and further apart so that they were each side of the head that was working so enthusiastically on my prick. She released that testicle and drew the other into her mouth for a moment and then started licking the backs of my thighs. She pushed my knees back against my chest and licked in a circular fashion, round and round, all the time getting closer to my arse.

I pushed my prick faster into the willing mouth, and could feel her saliva running down onto my balls and belly. I moaned as I felt that I was about to come. The tongue had now stopped circling, and I felt its tip just touching the entrance to my rear hole. This drove me over the edge and I gasped as I erupted. One mouth was now sucking hard at my prick to get all the come and the other surrounded my arse as the tongue pushed as deep as it could into me.

At this point, I must have passed out, for the next thing I knew was waking up with the covers over me and a girl in the crook of each arm. As they felt me stir, they turned their heads towards me and the three of us enjoyed a mutual kiss. One of them released herself from our embrace, I could see it was Pilar, and went out of the bedroom. Esmeralda asked if I had enjoyed myself and I could only reply that it had probably been the most erotic night of my life. Pilar returned with the rest of the champagne and the copy of Penthouse that I'd left on the coffee table. We sat in bed, me in the middle, and drank while we looked at the magazine. 

When we'd finished, Pilar calmly announced that she wanted to be fucked. Esmeralda agreed with her, but said that she would make her ready for me. She started by kissing Pilar passionately on the lips, working down to her hardening nipples and then pushed her on to her back and nuzzled between her open thighs. The noise of her slurping as she sucked and licked at Pilar's pussy made me hard again, and I tried to push her out of the way. But Pilar rolled out from beneath her and turned round to present me with I backside. 

I could see the lips of her cunt were wet and open from Esmeralda's probing tongue, and need no second invitation to get on my knees behind her. Esmeralda took hold of my prick and rubbed it against Pilar's waiting pussy then, positioning it at the entrance, pushed me forwards with her other hand. Pilar's muscles were as athletic as Esmeralda's as they drew me into her steaming cunt, and I gripped the cheeks of her arse as I slowly fucked her.

Esmeralda rolled herself on her back and kissed Pilar, then edged her way down so that they could suck on each other's nipples. She wriggled further down so that I could see Pilar's head bend over her crutch, and I felt my balls slapping against Esmeralda's forehead as she licked at Pilar's clitoris.

I drove harder, deeper and faster as I felt myself coming. Pilar pushed back onto me and I felt Esmeralda's hand squeeze my balls at the same time as she pushed a finger into my hole. We all seemed to climax together but, before my last spurt, I felt my prick being pulled out of Pilar and sucked into Esmeralda's mouth so that she could enjoy the taste of my come mixed with the juices from Pilar's sopping pussy.

The rest of the night was a blur of sexual ecstasy. I remember that at one stage, I had one sitting on my prick while the other was rubbing herself off against my face. As soon as I had climaxed, they reversed their positions, and I was treated to drinking my own come as it dripped out of the pussy that I was eagerly lapping, while the other licked the mixture of come and cunt juice from my wilting prick. Satiated, we all then fell asleep.

In the morning, I awoke first and looked at these two beauties on either side of me. I quietly got out of bed and went into the bathroom for a shower. Then I made pot of coffee and buck's fizz and took it into the bedroom. I saw that the girls had moved together and had their arms and legs around each other, but still seemed to be asleep.

They awoke as I leaned over to kiss them, and invited me back into bed between them. We toasted each other as we drank the orange and champagne, to the previous night and many more of them. Then Esmeralda went into the bathroom and, after a few minutes, I heard the shower come on. Meanwhile, Pilar and I'd started kissing and stroking one another but, as I reached for her pussy, she said that she had to go to the bathroom first. 

Esmeralda came back first and looked out of the window. It was pouring with rain and said that instead of going back to El Retiro, we'd have to stay in bed all morning. Pilar came back from her shower and jumped on to the bed, standing with her legs apart to keep her balance. Esmeralda walked towards her and put her arms around Pilar's hips. She brushed her face against the Pilar's pussy, and I could see as she stuck out her tongue and started to lick. Not to be left out, I got behind Pilar and started on backside.

I kissed her cheeks and the backs of her thighs, but couldn't get between them as Esmeralda was in the way. So I pulled her down onto her knees and positioned Esmeralda next to her as I stood at the foot of the bed. They kissed and felt each other's tits as I watched from behind them, and then saw their hands appear between their thighs. They stroked and pulled their pussy lips apart and, as they got wet, slipped their fingers into each other's cunts.

I leaned forward and kissed first one and then the other. Sticking my tongue into the wet pussies and licking up to push into the entrance to their little bum holes. When they were both dripping, I stood up and repeated the movements with the tip of my hard prick. First one, and then the other until I was going full length into each pussy in turn. 

Looking at my prick, I could see that it was glistening with their juices as it went into each of their waiting cunts, and I felt the pressure rising in me as I neared my climax. My prick seemed to get longer and thicker as I fucked their two pussies until finally it burst and I spurted deep into one and then pulled out and drove into the other as I spurted again.

Despite being close to it, I could tell that they hadn't come yet, so I withdrew my now wilting prick and resumed work with my tongue and fingers. Licking one, while I finger fucked the other and then swapping over until they had both collapsed forward on to the bed. I fell between them and we all slept again.

The girls woke me, and I saw that they were both dressed. They declined my offer of breakfast at the café, saying that they both had a lot of homework to do. I gave them some money and asked when could we repeat the performance. Pilar said not for a couple of weeks, as she was going on a field trip the following weekend, but Esmeralda asked me to meet her at the bar on the following Friday. So I kissed them both, saw them out of the apartment, and went back to bed to get some much needed rest.



Madrid Ch. 05



It was just before nine-thirty the following Friday when I went back to the bar. Esmeralda was sitting at a table chatting to some other girls, but there were very few men about. She didn't see me until I was standing at the table, and when she did, she stood up, kissed me and asked me to sit down. A couple of the girls left straight away, but Esmeralda introduced me to the others and we all chatted for a few minutes before they too left. 

When we were alone at the table, Esmeralda kissed me again and sat closer so that she could put her hand on my thigh. She asked if I had really enjoyed the previous Saturday night, and not minded her bringing her friend along. I told her again that far from minding, I thought that Pilar was gorgeous, that I'd never enjoyed myself so much and thanked her for making my fantasy come true.

She said that she and Pilar had talked about me, and then she made me blush by saying that they'd never met anyone who was so gentle and sensitive to their desires. Normally, she said, men thought only of themselves. I replied that it heightened my pleasure and increased the intensity of my own climax when I was able to please them first. She hugged me and said that I was good man, and that my wife was a very lucky woman.

The waiter had just brought our second drinks when Esmeralda pointed out a girl I'd not seen before just coming into the bar from the back room. She was a classic African beauty; tall and slender with a long neck accentuated by pulling her hair tightly up on to the top of her head. Although she was walking proudly, with her head held erect, her big brown eyes made her seem nervous as they darted this way and that.

Esmeralda said that her name was Luisa, and that she'd only been working at the bar for a couple of weeks. I said that any man would be lucky to go with her, and Esmeralda replied that so would any woman. As she said this, her fingers dug into my thigh and, as I turned to look at her, I could see from the desire on her face that she wanted her. Doesn't she do threesomes I asked. Esmeralda replied that she hadn't yet, but that was why she'd asked me to come to the bar tonight.

Interested, I asked why. She said that she wanted to be the first woman to have her, and introduce her to the joys of lesbian love making, but that she wanted me to help her as I would let things flow without dominating the situation. She wanted me to chat with her and suggest that the three of us go back to my apartment. This concerned me because of all the things I'd heard about Africans carrying diseases, especially AIDS, and I told Esmeralda that I didn't think it was a very good idea. 

She said that although Luisa was pure African, she'd been born in Madrid when her parents had immigrated here some years before and so hadn't had any sex in her home country. Also, although obviously not a virgin when she first came to work in the bar, she was only just eighteen, still lived with her parents and, from what she had said to the other girls, was almost paranoid about safe sex and had always worn a condom for both oral sex and intercourse. Thus, in Esmeralda's opinion, Luisa was likely to be as clean as anyone she had met.

I said OK and Esmeralda got up and went over to where Luisa was standing at the bar. They chatted for a few minutes and I saw Esmeralda point me out. When I looked at Luisa, I tried to get some eye contact, but she quickly looked away in some embarrassment. 

Luisa was wearing a tight, café crème coloured silk blouse, a short black mini skirt and high heels. She had good legs and slender hips with well rounded buttocks; her belly was flat and her boobs seemed high and firm, but I couldn't tell if she was wearing a bra or not. She had high cheekbones, a long thin nose, large eyes and small ears, and her lips were full but not large, just the kind I'd like to slip my tongue through, or see wrapped round the end of my prick.

After a few minutes, Esmeralda brought Luisa back to my table and introduced us. Luisa seemed nervous as she formally held out her hand to take mine, but she had a firm handshake. I asked if she'd like to sit down and have a drink. She said yes and sat on one side of me and Esmeralda sat on the other side so as not to crowd Luisa. We were sitting on a small curved sofa, and so my knees were continually rubbing against both Luisa's and Esmeralda's as we leaned forward to get out drinks or reach for the ashtray.

We talked about general things, films and pop music for a while. Luisa showed her large white teeth when she smiled and occasionally slipped the pink tip of her tongue between them. As she gradually relaxed, Esmeralda embarrassed me again by saying what a good man I was, and that from her own many experiences knew I could drive any woman wild with desire. I tried to laugh it off, but told Luisa that I did like to make love to beautiful women, and that she and Esmeralda were certainly the most desirable in the bar that night.

This seemed to please Esmeralda, for she gave my thigh a squeeze. Then she said to Luisa that they could both enjoy me. Now it was Luisa's turn to be embarrassed, but she didn't say no and I saw from the way that her nipples were hardening under her blouse that she wasn't wearing a bra. Esmeralda then said that she found it a turn on to work on a man with another girl, and that she was sure that Luisa would also enjoy herself. I could tell that Esmeralda was avoiding saying anything about the girls enjoying each other, and so I said that it was every man's fantasy to be served by two beautiful women.

I then said to Luisa that I would love to take them back to my apartment and make love to both her and Esmeralda. For the first time, Luisa looked straight into my eyes. I could sense that Esmeralda was holding her breath in anticipation of Luisa's reply, and her fingers were digging hard into my leg. It seemed an age before Luisa said anything, as if she were trying to decide if she could perform in front of another girl.

Then she smiled and said yes. I heard Esmeralda exhale as I reached for Luisa's hand and lifted it to my lips. I kissed the back of her hand and said thank you; then I turned it over and kissed her palm. Then Luisa dropped her bombshell. She said that it would cost me 40,000 pesetas for the pair of them for 2 hours. I hadn't thought of the price and was about to start haggling when Esmeralda said yes, that's right 20,000 pesetas each. I turned to her but she said nothing, only gave me a small wink and used her eyes to tell me to say nothing. So I turned back to Luisa and said OK.

As we were about to leave, I calculated that this idea of Esmeralda's was going to cost me a small fortune with their drinks on top of their fees, and I just hoped that it was going to be somewhere near worth it. We got some interesting glances from some of the other girls as we went out of the bar, and Esmeralda gave a little wave to a couple of them who were obviously jealous of her, not for me of course, but for getting Luisa into a threesome. 

Esmeralda and I had an arm around each other as we walked down the street and I tried to put my other arm around Luisa, but she stayed too far away. However, she did give me her hand to hold. When we got into the lift, Esmeralda kissed me full on the mouth and rubbed her crutch against mine. As she felt my prick rising, she stood back and pointed to it saying to Luisa that I was getting excited already. Luisa looked at the bulge in my trousers and, just as we arrived at my floor, said that she hoped I wouldn't come too quickly.

I hung up their coats when we went in and asked Esmeralda to get out some glasses while I opened the champagne. The girls were sitting apart on the sofa and so I sat between them and poured the drinks. I raised my glass and gave a toast to a beautiful night to come, then put my glass down and kissed first Luisa and then Esmeralda. 

I asked Esmeralda to put on some music and turned back to Luisa, kissed her again and slipped my tongue between her lips. She gently sucked it into her mouth and rolled her tongue around mine before pushing her tongue back into my mouth. I unbuttoned her blouse, pulled it out of her skirt and pushed it off her shoulders. I then left her mouth and started kissing down her neck while my hands stroked up and down her back. I kissed further down to her heaving breasts and kissed both her hard nipples before licking one of them, taking it between my lips and gently sucking and biting it. 

Luisa's breathing was coming faster and I leaned back to make it easier for her to open my shirt. Now for the first time, I was able to see her tits. They were very firm and high with enormous rubbery nipples that were sticking out at least a centimetre. My hands looked snow white against her skin which appeared coal black in the dim light as I cupped and squeezed her tits hoping that Esmeralda was able to see them. 

I now sat back to take off my shirt and looked at Esmeralda who had started a slow strip to the music. She didn't take her eyes off Luisa while she was taking off her clothes. She was stripping for Luisa's benefit not mine, and when she was completely undressed she held her own tits and seemed to offer them to Luisa. Isn't she beautiful I asked Luisa as I ran a hand under her skirt between her thighs. She opened her legs a little and quietly said yes, but wouldn't properly look at her.

Esmeralda stood in front of me and I kissed her nipples while my hands cupped her buttocks. I kissed down to her navel and then between her legs as she opened them and pushed her hips forward. She was soaking wet and as I lapped her juices she was breathing heavily and groaning while she held my head to her pussy so that she could rub herself off against my lips and tongue. She made a lot of noise as she came and after a moment sat down beside me and said to Luisa there, I told you I was good.

I turned back to Luisa and pulled her tits against my chest as I kissed her. I didn't put out my tongue, but used my lips to open hers. Tentatively she put her tongue between her teeth and touched my lips and rubbed them, tasting, for the first time, the juices of another woman. When she didn't withdraw her tongue, I sucked it fully into my mouth, put my hand back between her legs and pushed up her skirt.

She was wearing white panties which gleamed against her black skin. She was very wet as I stroked her and creased her pants into the folds of her pussy. I lifted her so that she was standing in front of me, unzipped her skirt and pulled it off. Then I slipped her panties over her buttocks and down her thighs. 

Both Esmeralda and I gasped when we saw that she had shaved her pussy. Her legs were just a little way apart, but sufficient to see her pussy lips glistening. She pushed her knees apart and thrust her hips forward as she used her hands to slowly guide my head between her thighs. The smell of her wetness was powerful and as I pushed my tongue between her lips I tasted African honey for the first time, sweeter than any made by bees.

Luisa's inner lips were quite large but even so, I easily found her little button which I discovered was extremely sensitive. I was holding the ample but firm cheeks of her arse and she held my head firmly and rubbed herself off against my lips and tongue. I sucked her lips into my mouth while concentrating my tongue on her clit, and slipped the thumb of one hand into her soaking pussy. 

I felt one of Esmeralda's hands at the back of my head and the other joined mine on Luisa's buttocks, pressing me closer to Luisa so that my mouth and her smooth pussy were moving in unison despite her jerking more quickly as she started to come. As her ecstasy reached its peak, her juices flowed into my mouth and over my hand as she whimpered with pleasure. Her knees lost their strength, and it was only because Esmeralda and I were holding her so close that she didn't fall back onto the coffee table.

I pulled her across my lap, with her head in Esmeralda's lap. I bent forward and kissed her face while stroking as much of her as I could reach, from her knees to her neck, paying particular attention to her hairless pussy. As my fingers moved softly over her tits, they were joined by Esmeralda's, gently playing with her nipples. I looked at Esmeralda and was about to say something when she shook her head to quiet me.

I then kissed Esmeralda and she sucked hard on my tongue, to transfer the full taste of Luisa's cunt juice into her mouth. By the time we'd finished our kiss, Luisa was recovering and sat up. I kissed her and Esmeralda asked if that had been good for her. Yes, she replied, I just kept coming. Esmeralda then said that she'd really liked the taste of Luisa's juices on my tongue. 

Luisa didn't reply, but said that now it was my turn and started to undo my belt. Esmeralda took off my shoes and socks, and between them they removed my trousers. My prick was standing firm and made my pants look like a tent, with a dark patch of pre-come at the tip. Esmeralda took the sides of my pants and pulled them down as Luisa lifted the waistband over my straining prick.

I lay back on the settee as they both started work on me, stroking my thighs and belly with the tips of their nails before doing the same to my prick and balls. Esmeralda bent forward and licked, paying particular attention to the sensitive underside of my prick. She then slipped it into her mouth and ran it slowly as far as it would go so that I could feel her throat contract around the tip. She then withdrew and invited Luisa to do the same, saying that I was an old friend and very clean.

I felt Luisa's breath on me first as she lowered her head and just touched me with the tip of her tongue to tentatively taste my pre-come. She closed her lips around the crown and sucked, drawing me into her mouth and then released me again. Esmeralda gently pushed Luisa's head aside and did the same, then it was Luisa's turn again. 

As they took turns at sucking me, Luisa pinched my nipples with one hand, while playing with my balls with the other. Esmeralda wanked my prick into their mouths and put her free hand round Luisa's shoulders. Their cheeks were rubbing against each others as they worked on me, and Esmeralda ran her tongue along the side of my prick, close to Luisa's lips. Luisa did the same a few times until they had their lips each side of me and were alternately running their tongues over the top of my prick.

I could see what Esmeralda's plan was as she tried to touch Luisa's tongue with her own. After the first couple of times when it appeared accidental, she deliberately kept her tongue against Luisa's as they rolled around the head of my prick, and gradually, Esmeralda's arm slipped from Luisa's shoulders, and I could see it moving as she stroked her back.

They now spent less and less time on my prick, and more time rolling their tongues together until finally Esmeralda pressed her open mouth fully over Luisa's and they kissed, almost devouring each other. From the movements of Esmeralda's arm, I guessed that she was now caressing Luisa's buttocks, and her other hand left my prick, went to Luisa's face and then slipped down to play with her tits.

After a moment or two, Luisa seemed to realise what was happening and pulled her mouth away. Too fast she said, and placed Esmeralda's hand back on my prick and resumed sucking it. Esmeralda's other hand was still stroking somewhere low down Luisa's back as she used her hand in time to Luisa's sucking, to wank me into her mouth. She looked at me, and I said beautiful, meaning everything; herself, Luisa, them kissing and what they were jointly doing to me now. She winked at me, and turned to kiss Luisa's neck, suck the lobe of her ear and stick in her tongue.

I felt myself coming and strained my prick up against Luisa as her lips went down on me. She sucked harder, faster and deeper and squeezed my balls and I burst and filled her mouth with my come. For a moment she seemed unsure of what to do, and a little of my come streaked milky white against her black skin as it dribbled from the side of her mouth. Before she could either swallow or spit it out, Esmeralda said give it to me, and pulled Luisa's head towards her waiting mouth. 

Esmeralda licked my come from the side of Luisa's mouth and then I saw Luisa opening her lips to Esmeralda's forceful tongue, and she pushed it back and thrust out her own tongue. Esmeralda moaned and sucked and licked all round Luisa's lips and tongue, and I saw her swallowing as my come was transferred from one mouth to the other.

That was beautiful, Esmeralda said when she eventually lifted her mouth, but Luisa just turned away looking embarrassed. There followed a few moments of silence and so I broke the ice by suggesting that we all take a bath. Esmeralda went into the bathroom, leaving me to comfort Luisa who, by now, had a tear falling from one eye.

I turned her face towards me and licked the tear away and kissed both of her eyes and asked her what was wrong. She replied that she was confused by her feelings, that she was excited by Esmeralda, but thought that it was wrong to feel like that about another girl. I told her that it was perfectly normal to be turned on by a beautiful girl as well as a guy. I then asked her if I turned her on, and she said that of course I did. There you are I said, you are perfectly normal, and I told her to come into the bathroom and take a good look at Esmeralda's body and enjoy the feeling. 

I lifted to her feet, took her in my arms and kissed her; then took her hand and led her into the bathroom where we found Esmeralda lying down and covered with Badedas foam. She sat up as we entered and moved to the tap end of the bath to make room for Luisa and I to get in. It was a tight squeeze with three in the bath, but by wrapping our legs around each other we managed it. 

I was sitting sideways and pulled both girls faces close so that I could kiss them both together. Our lips and tongues played with each others, and then Esmeralda took the sponge and squeezed the water over our heads so that our mouths filed with water and foam. We all started to laugh and splashed about like young kids, dabbing handsful of foam on each others faces and bodies. I noticed that Luisa was getting over her shyness by the way she kept covering Esmeralda's nipples with bubbles; each time she did it, her hand lingered longer, just brushing the hard points.

Eventually we tired of this, and I asked the girls to wash me. We all stood up, and they got to work on me. It was wonderful to stand there and be treated like this. They divided me in half, not top and bottom, or front and back, but Esmeralda took my left side and Luisa the right, and they overlapped in the middle. As one washed my balls, the other washed my cock while at the same time they each washed a buttock. One slipped a finger into my arse, I assumed it to be Esmeralda, so I ran my hands around their buttocks and slipped a soapy digit into each of them.

Then it was Luisa's turn. Esmeralda and I covered every part of her, but whenever I got close to her arse or pussy, I found that Esmeralda had beaten me to it, she was soaping around and into Luisa's little bum hole and shaven pussy. So I concentrated on her tits and kissed her panting mouth. I don't know if she realised whose hands were where, but she certainly came at least twice before she said enough. We turned again, and this time, after Luisa and I had finished playing with Esmeralda's tits, I guided Luisa's hands down to Esmeralda's backside and belly. I bent down to cup more foam in my hands and, when I got back up, found that one of Luisa's hands was cupping and squeezing the cheeks of Esmeralda's arse, and the other was playing with the hairs on her lower belly.

I gently covered her hands with mine and guided them between Esmeralda's thighs. She started to stroke and, after a few moments, even bent her head and started to lick and suck at Esmeralda's tits. They were enjoying themselves so much, they didn't notice as I got out of the bath and started to dry myself. By the time I'd finished, so had they. They were both very flushed, Esmeralda looked triumphant while Luisa appeared a little sheepish, but she kept her arms around Esmeralda and her head on her shoulder.




Madrid Ch. 05



Suddenly, Esmeralda looked straight at me, opened her legs and started to pee in the bath. It took a moment for Luisa to realise what was happening. She looked embarrassed at first and then started to giggle. She too must have been bursting because, although she kept her thighs tightly together, I could see that she was starting to dribble. Go on, I said, do it properly. She unclenched her thighs and relaxed a little to let the flow start. Esmeralda had stopped peeing, and moved aside to look down at Luisa doing it. She pushed her leg between Luisa's and watched as the now steady stream ran over her thigh and down her leg until it had finished. Esmeralda bent down, took a handful of bubbles and cleaned Luisa's pussy. Then she stood back with her legs open and her hands on her back, waiting for Lisa to repeat the gesture, which she did.

By now, I realised that I wanted to take a piss too, so I said what about me? Esmeralda leaned over and grabbed my tool, pulling me close to the side of the bath. Come on she said, piss for us. This was difficult as I was hardening again to her touch, but Luisa bent over and turned on the taps. The effect of hearing this on my full bladder did the trick and I felt the scalding sensation inside my prick as it started. She shook it about and splashed herself and Luisa before turning my jet directly onto her pussy. When I'd finished, I took a handful of foam to clean her again when I discovered that she'd been holding back as she covered my hand with more pee. Luisa thought this hilarious and started to laugh, I laughed too but had to hold Esmeralda up as she went weak at the knees as she started to come yet again.

After I'd dried the girls we fell onto bed and slept in a tangle of arms and legs. The first time I woke up, it was because I was cold; the girls were still sleeping and so I pulled the covers over us and went back to sleep myself. The second time was because Esmeralda was playing with my prick and licking my nipples. The bedside light was still on, and I saw that she had a wicked look on her face. She gently turned Luisa onto her back, parted her legs and looked greedily at Luisa's hairless pussy.

She pulled me round so that I was in a classic soixante-neuf position over the still sleeping Luisa, and rubbed the tip of my prick over Luisa's mouth as I started kissing the inside of her thighs. The lips opened and Luisa's tongue tasted the pre-come that was dribbling out of my cock as I felt the lips of her cunt swell and open under my ministrations. 

Esmeralda stroked my balls and started to kiss my buttocks, moving ever closer to my bum-hole. I opened my legs as far as I could, but was caught between lifting my arse towards Esmeralda's tongue and pushing my prick into Luisa's vacuuming mouth. Esmeralda solved the problem for me by pushing her face hard down between my bum cheeks and putting her tongue at the entrance to my arse. She licked around to increase the saliva before sticking her tongue as deep into me as it would go, and then slid it back and forth in time to my prick, now sliding deep in Luisa's willing mouth.

I groaned with disappointment as Esmeralda moved away, and then Luisa showed her displeasure by lifting her hips off the bed as my head was lifted away from her pussy. Esmeralda was kneeling in front of me, invitingly holding open the lips of her cunt with one hand as the other pulled my head towards her. I buried my tongue deep in her hole and now it was her turn to groan. My tongue moved down to her clit, which I nibbled with my lips before running my tongue right up the crack of her arse to the top of her buttocks and then down again, round her arsehole and then stabbing into it.

But she started to move again, backwards, which meant that I had to stop licking her cunt and arse, otherwise I would have had to pull my prick away from Luisa's educated mouth, which I was reluctant to do. Eventually, Esmeralda was so far back that her buttocks were pressing into my belly. She reached down, between her legs, forced my prick away from Luisa and into her pussy and ordered me to fuck her. Of course I obliged. The muscles in her cunt squeezed and sucked me into her, and I started driving hard as I felt myself coming as I saw Esmeralda's head go down between Luisa's legs and pull her thighs up and out to get even deeper into her sopping pussy.

I grunted as I felt my balls tighten in readiness to burst forth. Luisa must have felt this too, as she squeezed them hard and bit the inside of my thigh. I gripped Esmeralda's buttocks tightly and rammed into her as I came and felt one of Luisa's fingers slip into my arse which was still slick from Esmeralda's tongue.

A few moments later, my softening prick slipped out of Esmeralda's full cunt, and I saw Luisa's eyes widen as she watched some of my come begin to run down the pussy lips just above her face. Her eyes darted to me as if seeking guidance, so I smiled and nodded. She looked back at Esmeralda's pussy and saw that the first white drop of my come was about to fall. Her mouth opened and her tongue came out to lick the drop just before it fell. Her tongue came out again, and I watched its tentative path along the waiting lips. She obviously liked the taste, for she groaned deep in her throat. 

Her breathing was becoming heavier and she started to pant. She was starting to come and strained her tongue as deep into Esmeralda as she could. The combination of Esmeralda's lips, tongue and fingers between her legs, together with the sensation of sucking her first cunt, drove her over the edge. She grunted, and her body went rigid, and I thought that she was going to suffocate, so long was it before she started to breath again. 

She just lay there, and Esmeralda and I lay each side of her and gently held her as we dozed for a while. When I woke, I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower before going to got some champagne and three glasses from the kitchen. Esmeralda looked at me as I walked back into the bedroom, and smiled when she saw what I was carrying.

Luisa woke to the sound of the cork popping, and I made a toast as I gave her a glass, to a wonderful night and to your first with another woman. Esmeralda said, to the first of many I hope, and Luisa brushed her lips against Esmeralda's before drinking the glass down and saying thank you, to both of you.

By now, it was close to three in the morning, and I asked if the girls wanted to stay the night rather than leave. Esmeralda said that she did, but Luisa said that she'd better go. So I rang for a taxi and, after some minutes, took Luisa down. In the lift, I gave her the agreed 20,000 pesetas. She looked embarrassed and said that she really shouldn't take the money. But I said yes, that was what had been agreed, but that if we had a future engagement, perhaps she would give me a discount. Luisa kissed me when we got downstairs and saw that her taxi had arrived, and said hasta la vista. I said that I hoped it wasn't too long and left her.

When I got back to my apartment, I found that Esmeralda had made us some coffee to accompany the remaining champagne. We sat in bed and she thanked me for helping her to make love to Luisa. I said that it had been a pleasure, and tried to give her her 20,000. Oh no, she said, you only have to give me 5,000, to give to the bar, the rest was free. I thanked her, and said that I'd try to think of some way in which she could repay me. She looked at me curiously, but didn't say anything. We finished our drinks, lay down and turned off the light and fell asleep in each other's arms. 



Madrid Ch. 06



Esmeralda and I saw each other for the next few Fridays and/or Saturdays. We enjoyed a couple of nights with Pilar and we had one more memorable night with Luisa. We ate out a few times including another Sunday lunch near El Retiro, but mainly one of us would cook. We drank lots of champagne, and quite a bit of malt whiskey. 

During one week, I was playing squash with some of the people from work and during the game I over-reached and pulled a muscle in my back. I got some heat cream from the chemist the following day, and one of the guys at work suggested that I should get a massage. This gave me an idea, and I discussed it with Esmeralda the following Friday night

After a hot bath, she was giving my back a good going over with some massage oil when I made my suggestion. The following week, my wife Yvette was coming out for a long weekend, and she really enjoyed the massages that I gave her. I suggested that Esmeralda should give my wife a massage and, telling Esmeralda about one of the fantasies Yvette and I had to enhance our love-making, see what developed.

Esmeralda thought that this was a wonderful idea, as I did, but I warned her to take it easy, not push things and, above all, be discreet. She looked hurt by my saying this and said, but of course, what do you think I am? Esmeralda kept asking me more and more about my wife's likes and dislikes, what she did and what she didn't do.

I answered all her questions with as much information as I knew; I had more suspicions, but kept those to myself. About other women; I could only say that we'd fantasised about the situation, but my wife had backed off on the couple of occasions when we might have been able to go through with it. It was a similar thing with swapping, we'd talked about it and fantasised, but never actually done it; although my wife had told me about one of our friends, whose wife I fancied like mad, who she said she'd allowed to kiss and fondle her a few times, but never let it go any further. Also, at a number of functions and dances we'd been to, she'd danced close to some guys and then come back to me rather flushed.

As a result of talking about this, our fucking took on another dimension that night and in the morning we set up our plan of action. Yvette was due to arrive on the Thursday evening, which would probably be too late for any action by the time we got back to my apartment. So we arranged that Esmeralda would arrive about four-thirty on Friday afternoon, just after I got back from the office and too early for any suspicions my wife may have.

Yvette's plane was late and we didn't get back to the apartment until almost eleven. On the way back, I told her that I'd hurt my back, and was under treatment from a physiotherapist. We were both hungry for each other, and would have ripped our clothes off in the lift if someone else hadn't been there too. So we had to wait until we were safely behind my locked door. As it was, she was very careful about my back and sat on my face so I could lick her creaming pussy while she sucked my cock before she turned around and rode us both to a glorious orgasm.

We then soaked in the bath while drinking champagne and brought each other up on our news. Among other things, I told her that I had my second appointment with a masseuse the following day. I was non-committal when asked how she looked, but said that she was not as gentle as Yvette was when giving me a massage. After the bath, we went back to bed and slowly fucked each other while lying on our sides, as this would not further strain my back.

The next afternoon, I got back from work promptly and immediately opened a bottle of champagne and took 2 glasses into the lounge. Yvette and I were just finishing our first glass when the doorbell rang. After a moment, I pretended to remember about my appointment and went to let Esmeralda in. I welcomed her quite formally, but gave her a quick peck in the hall to let her know that everything appeared to be going well. I introduced her to Yvette and took her coat. Underneath, she was wearing a white tee shirt with white lycra leggings. She would have looked like a professional physiotherapist if it wasn't for her nipples that I could see were hard to the point of bursting. 

As Yvette and I were already drinking, I asked if she would like some champagne. Yes, she replied, but only a small one as I'm still working. I got another glass and half filled it for her and then topped up Yvette's and mine. As Esmeralda turned to sit down, I saw that the leggings were skin tight and showing her buttocks to their full. I couldn't see a panty-line and assumed that she'd left them off.

After a few minutes chatting about this and that, Esmeralda suggested that I go to take a shower and call her when I was ready, and so I left them chatting away like old friends. In the shower, my prick started to get hard as I thought about what may happen later, so I turned it to cold to make myself presentable. When I'd dried off, I wrapped a dry towel round my waist and went into the bedroom, calling to Esmeralda that I was ready. She was still talking with Yvette as I came in, and I heard her saying that she should come to watch so that Yvette would be able to give me this type of massage in the future, Esmeralda called it a physio-sports massage. 

I lay face down on a large clean towel in the middle of the bed, and Yvette sat on one side of me, leaning back against the headboard so that she had a good view. Esmeralda slapped me on the backside as she knelt on the other side and pulled the towel saying, take this off you silly boy, we have a dueña with us today.

I looked at Yvette and shrugged as I took the towel from round my waist and then lay flat with my feet just a little way apart. Esmeralda had bought some massage oil with her. I didn't know what it was, but it had a mild aromatic scent and seemed to make my skin tingle as she spread it over my back and legs. Then she started the massage proper. She pressed hard into the muscles with her knuckles and seemed to almost pull every joint out of its socket by pulling and bending; she even pulled my toes so hard that some of them cracked!

As her hands ran up the inside of my thighs, she deliberately brushed the tips of her fingers against my balls. This started to make my prick swell and I was pleased that I was lying on my belly. For Yvette's benefit, Esmeralda kept up a running commentary on what she was doing, especially around my lower back where I had the muscle problem. She worked on the muscles up and down my back and when, after I winced as she kneaded the strain area, asked Yvette to come and feel the damaged area.

She took Yvette's hands in her own and pressed her fingers into the muscles around the spot, so that she could feel what they should be like, and then into the pained area itself so that Yvette could recognise the difference in texture, at least that was the word she used. 

After a few moments, she removed her hands from Yvette's and said that they would finish me together. You just do what I do on your half of me, she said, and worked up to my shoulders and then down to my buttocks and legs again. This time, Yvette must have seen how Esmeralda was brushing against my balls, for I felt her doing the same thing as she followed Esmeralda's hands.

Now I was getting really hard, and not a little uncomfortable, when Esmeralda said turn over, time for the front. I waited a moment, my mind racing as I decided what to do or say if Yvette said anything when she saw the state of my prick. I then said OK and turned to lay face up and looked into Yvette's eyes. My prick was waving about and Esmeralda said oh, that's a nice one, as if she hadn't seen it before.

Esmeralda poured some of the oil into Yvette's hands and told her to cover her side, while she poured some more into hers hands and started on the other. My prick obviously wasn't going to go down, especially lying there looking at these two beautiful women slicking the oil onto me, so I just relaxed and enjoyed it. They covered my chest and arms, belly and hips and then worked down my legs to my feet. Then they started the massage proper, just as hard as on my back and occasionally, one or other of their hands or arms brushed against my prick which was beginning to leak pre-cum by now.

Esmeralda pinched one of my nipples and said to Yvette, look how sensitive they are, and they both watched as my prick jerked each time she pinched my nipple. Then Yvette did the same thing and said, I knew they were sensitive, but I'd never noticed that reaction before, and they both laughed. By now, it was obvious that I was close to bursting, but unfortunately neither of them did what I was thinking about.

That's it, I've finished, Esmeralda said, and made to get off the bed. I thought that she was about to pull out of our agreement when she stopped and turned to Yvette asking if she would like a massage too. I held my breath for what seemed like ages, as Yvette pondered the invitation. Alright she said, I'll just go and have a quick shower first, and she left the bedroom.

Esmeralda looked at me and beamed. She's very beautiful, she whispered, I'm going to enjoy this. Then she leaned forward and slipped the head of my prick between her lips. It seemed like only a couple of seconds before I flooded her mouth with my come and she literally sucked me dry. I sat up and said thank you as I kissed her gently so as not to smudge the very light make-up she was wearing and put on my dressing gown which was hanging from the back of the bedroom door.

When Yvette returned a few minutes later, I was sitting by the headboard where she'd been before and Esmeralda was kneeling near the foot of the bed. Yvette looked a little flushed, whether it was the heat of the shower or anticipation, I wasn't sure. She stood at the side of the bed and let the towel she had round her fall to the floor before bending past Esmeralda to lay on the towel in the middle. 

She kept her thighs tightly together but Esmeralda pulled them apart as she spread the oil over her legs and buttocks, and told Yvette to relax, but I could tell she was still rather tense. She started by massaging Yvette's shoulders, kneading them from her neck down to the elbows, and up the muscle at the back of her neck into the hairline. Gradually, I could see that my beautiful wife was falling under the spell of Esmeralda's fingers. Only after Esmeralda sensed that Yvette was starting to relax did she slowly work her way down to I small of her back.

Oh, that's good said Yvette, and she seemed to settle down deeper into the mattress like a cat. Esmeralda gently worked on Yvette's buttocks, squeezing them together and then pulling them apart to look at the treasures between. For the first time, Esmeralda looked across at me and smiled. You are very lucky señor, you have a very beautiful wife, she said as she looked back down at my Yvette's rear. Her hands then trailed straight down to Yvette's feet, and started their slow way back up again, massaging the muscles from outside to in, and up and down.

Yvette let out a little moan as Esmeralda's finger tips stroked lightly against her pussy hairs and, if anything, seemed to lift and open herself a little more. The hands that were causing this pleasure played a little more on Yvette's buttocks, brushing against her pussy lips, and once quite deliberately ran around the little brown ring of her arse which was so beautifully displayed.

Esmeralda then lifted my wife's shoulder and gently turned her over onto her back. Yvette had her eyes closed and was breathing so deeply, it was almost as if she was asleep. However, from her flushed cheeks and the way that her pussy lips had swollen under Esmeralda's ministrations, sleep was far from Yvette's thoughts at this moment.

Putting more oil onto her hands, Esmeralda lightly rubbed it all over before starting to massage Yvette's front. She again started with Yvette's neck and shoulders, running along all the muscle lines in her face. Yvette's lips pouted a little against Esmeralda's fingertips, almost as if she was trying to kiss them. Esmeralda looked over at me now and nodded. It was as if she was confirming what I had already seen for myself from Yvette's pussy as she turned over, to the hard brown nipples now that she was on her back.

She worked down Yvette's chest and stayed briefly on her breasts before running across her belly and down her thighs and legs. Once more she started to massage with an outwards circular motion. Each circle guiding Yvette's thighs a little further apart until she was able to look straight down at Yvette's pussy that was glistening with cream. She ran her hands along the inside of the open thighs and up the sides of the waiting lips, then ran one hand up to Yvette's left nipple as the other hand cupped her pussy.

She pinched the hard nipple suddenly and Yvette's reflex action was to push up against Esmeralda's other hand, and I saw the middle finger slip for a moment between the creamy lips. Then she brought this hand to the other nipple and pinched both together. See, you have sensitive nipples too, she said to Yvette.

For the first time, Yvette opened her eyes. She looked at Esmeralda's hands on her breasts, up at her face and then over to me. They are, aren't they she said, and closed her eyes again running her hands up over her belly to cover Esmeralda's. 

After a moment, Esmeralda moved her hands on top of Yvette's and made her play with her own nipples. Then she slipped off her tee shirt, took some oil and spread it over her own tits. She took hold of Yvette's hands and turned them onto herself. Yvette ran her hands around the proffered breasts and opened her eyes to look at what she was doing.

She cupped them to feel their weight, and ran her palms over the nipples causing Esmeralda to groan with pleasure. Her hands then went round Esmeralda's sides and pulled her down so that their nipples were rubbing against each other. Esmeralda put one hand behind Yvette's head and slipped the other down between her thighs again. She leaned forward even further, but not far enough, and Yvette had to lift her head off the pillow before their lips touched.

Esmeralda's tongue ran across Yvette's lips, and then I saw the tip of Yvette's tongue come out to meet the other. Their mouths seemed to devour each other, and Yvette's groans became louder as Esmeralda's hand worked on her pussy lips and clit. Yvette opened her thighs wide and lifted her knees, and I watched in fascination as Esmeralda slipped first one, then two and finally three fingers into her cunt and curled them to reach her g-spot. As Yvette came, her hips jerked spasmodically as Esmeralda finally slipped all four fingers into her and rubbed Yvette's swollen clit with her thumb. 

They continued kissing as Yvette came down from her high and dropped her legs back onto the bed. Yvette's hands ran slowly down Esmeralda's back and cupped her buttocks, then raised them and slipped her fingers under the waistband of her leggings. I could see that she was trying to get her hand lower, but was having a hard time as the waistband was so tight. For the first time I moved, and got behind Esmeralda and slowly pulled off her leggings.

My earlier assumption was correct, as she wasn't wearing any panties. Yvette caressed Esmeralda's cheeks with one hand while the other slipped between their two bellies and between her legs. I was still behind Esmeralda and watched as my wife's fingers played with Esmeralda's pussy lips, searching for her clit, and then slipping her middle finger in and out of her cunt.

Esmeralda now removed her hand from between Yvette's legs and I could see it glistening as she brought it between their mouths. They both licked and sucked at the pussy juice covered fingers and then Yvette pushed Esmeralda over onto her back and knelt beside her. Yvette's hand was still sawing between Esmeralda's thighs as she kissed down from her mouth to her breasts and sucked each nipple into her mouth and nipped the hard point between her teeth. Esmeralda pushed Yvette's head lower and I could see her tongue boring into Esmeralda's navel and then leave a trail down her lower belly and into her downy hairs.

Esmeralda had one hand in my wife's hair as it went down between her legs and pulled Yvette over her with the other. Both girls opened their legs wide, Esmeralda pushed her hips up towards Yvette's mouth and Yvette, with her knees now each side of Esmeralda's head, lowered herself onto Esmeralda's waiting mouth. The sight of these two lovely women enjoying themselves like this, together with the groaning and slurping sounds they were making, would have made me come immediately had I just touched my prick. But I resisted the temptation and simply watched as they brought each other to a climax.

When they were eventually satisfied, my wife collapsed on top of Esmeralda for a few minutes and then looked at me. She was very flushed, and her whole face seemed to be covered with Esmeralda's juices. Did you plan this, she asked? Before I could answer, Esmeralda said no, I did, because your man is so nice and you looked so beautiful in your photographs. Yvette turned round and lay next to Esmeralda, kissed her lips, and said good.

They both turned and invited me to join them on the bed. I removed my dressing gown, which was doing nothing to cover my rock hard prick, lay down between them and put my arms around them both. They turned on their sides, with their heads on my chest and Yvette asked, what are we going to do with me now? In reply, Esmeralda turned her head, licked one of my nipples and then sucked gently on it. Yvette did the same, but was a little less gentle. They then both started to move down.

I now closed my eyes to give myself fully to the sensations. Their lips, tongues and fingers seemed everywhere at once, licking my prick and sucking the knob, playing with my balls and fingering my arse until I could hold back no longer and exploded. One of the mouths sucked me while a hand wanked me and a finger fucked my bum hole.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that they were kissing and passing my spunk from one mouth to the other. Then Esmeralda slid down and dribbled cum over Yvette's tits and then pulled Yvette over me and pushed her nipple into my mouth as she squeezed it, almost as if she was milking it. I sucked as hungrily as a baby, sucking on Yvette's nipple and drinking my cum. Then I opened my mouth wide to suck in as much of my wife's tit as possible. Her nipple was so hard and long, it seemed to be brushing the back of my throat.

About half an hour later, I woke up with a raging hard on and extricated myself from the tangle of bodies to go to the bathroom. When I returned, I found that the girls had moved together and wrapped their arms and legs around each other. So I covered them with the duvet, curled myself around Yvette and fell asleep again myself. 

When I woke again, I was presented with a cup of coffee and an order to take them both out for dinner; they then went to have a bath together. From the noises coming from the bathroom, washing wasn't the only thing they were doing, but I left them to it while I drank my coffee. I went to have a shower when they'd finished and by the time I was ready, they were dressed in their knickers and brushing each other's hair. They were totally absorbed in what they were doing and didn't notice me watching these two beautiful women who meant so much to me. Eventually they were satisfied with their hair and finished dressing, Esmeralda in a brief slip of a dress that she'd taken from her bag. We walked to a nearby fish restaurant and had a superb meal. I sat opposite my two dark-haired beauties and was the envy of every man there. I felt the luckiest man alive. 

Later that night, when we were alone in bed and making slow love to each other, Yvette said that she knew that there was something between Esmeralda and I as soon as she'd walked into the room. She said that we'd seemed so comfortable with each other, we'd obviously made love; and later, the first time Esmeralda had kissed her, she'd tasted my cum on her tongue. She said that she'd asked Esmeralda about us while they were in the bath together, and had been told the truth. (Esmeralda later told me that she'd told Yvette some of the truth, but not all of it; leaving out the fact that she worked out of the bar and about the threesomes we'd had with Pilar and Luisa.)




Madrid Ch. 06



I asked if she minded, and Yvette said no, because she knew that it wasn't serious, just sex. I also asked if we could share Esmeralda again. She said not together, but that she had an appointment with Esmeralda for a another massage early on Monday afternoon while I was still at work and before she left on the evening flight back to London, and I wasn't invited!

The end.