0 comments/ 16453 views/ 2 favorites World Tour Ch. 01 By: Jizaz_Jester Ch. 1: England So I had won the Lottery. It's just money right? Money can't make you happy right? Winning the lottery won't change your life, right? WRONG. $250,000,000 made me happier than I had ever been. Properly cared for, and I'd never need work another day in my life. Of coarse I spent almost 50 million of it the first month, and planned to spend a lot more in the coming months. I put 100mil in a savings account. I could live off the interest alone if I didn't splurge too much. Well, the other 100 million? World tour! The internet is a many splendored thing, and there were girls all over the world that wanted me to come see them. It s not like I had to do that to get laid, I mean I was a millionaire, but hell; see new places, meet new faces, and I needed a vacation from my family anyway. I didn't tell anyone at all what I was planning until I decided who I would see first. Much the disappointment and anger of a few girls in my own country and Canada, I choose England first. Josephine, Jo for short, lived in Essex County . So after a nice long trans-Atlantic plane ride (I say nice, cause I was in first class, isn't money fun?) I arrived at the Stansted airport. Now I thought about airlifting my 'Vette over, but decided it might be cheaper to rent something, until I found out that most European cars weren't built for someone 6'5 and nearly 250lbs. So I took a taxi (an Opel, cool cars) to the nearest Mercedes dealership and bought a new SLK 230 Kompressor. It was expensive, but it was worth it, it's a beautiful car. Took a few near misses to get used to the whole right-side-driving thing though. But enough about cars, back to Jo. She was my China Girl. Not because she was Chinese, or anything like that; it was cause the first time I ever saw her picture she had a shirt on that said 'China Girl.' It committed itself to my memory cause the shirt was stretched almost obscenely over her large and still-then developing tits. I had talked to her on the phone, and although she wanted to meet me, she didn't want to meet at her house, which is understandable, I wouldn't meet me at her house either. So, a bus stop some number of blocks away it was. I parked my car and put money in the meter, and sat there in the front seat looking for Jo . About an half hour after arguing with a cop about my radio blasting Rob Zombie over half the English countryside (I still got the ticket, but I doubted I'd be in England long enough to pay it), I saw Jo. About 5'8 , dyed jet black hair just past her shoulders, she wasn't skinny, but far from fat; just that nice equal that allowed her to wear a tight white shirt that showed off her belly-button ring and not be gross about it. I seemed odd to me that anyone show that off in 60 degree weather, especially since Jo's skin was the color of marshmallows, but it looked good with the tight black jeans and matching long denim duster. Her eyes were searching everywhere for some sign of me, so I honked the horn. Jo and half the other people looked in my direction. A cute blonde, probably 17yrs old, with a bull-ring in her nose flipped me off. Jo laughed as she walked to the passenger side and I was honking constantly and waving my middle finger in the air. "Quit, stop it!" Jo giggled in that nearly too-thick Cockney accent; I always liked the way English girls sounded, and Jo was definitely no exception. "This is a nice car." she commented as I put the top up and pulled away from the parking meter, and flipped the bull-ring bitch off one more time. "Nice to meet you by the way." I said at the first red light. "I guess we were in a little bit of a hurry to get away from the bus stop to be properly introduced." We shook hands and she told me that we'd been talking to each other on the computer for two years, and that was an excuse for no face to face introduction Good Point." I answered. "So where to? I've never been here, so I figured you had some sort of plan." She directed me to a restaurant, some local 'Fish-n-Chips", or something. Jo was more interesting than the food. The more the she talked, the happier I was I chose England first. If I hadn't promised others I'd come see them, I wouldn't have wanted to leave. A sleazy motel was out of the question for her. I found the best place via the waitress (who happened to be cute, it was weird I'd been England a day and only seen like five ugly girls) while Jo was in the bathroom. I called to the hotel and told them to give me the nicest room available and fully stock the mini-bar and put a bottle of champagne on ice. I was waiting next to the restrooms when Jo came out. She jumped when she saw me standing there waiting on her."Comon, I got us a room." I said, and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. "A room?" she said "I was going to take you home, but if you want to go to some motel, I guess I can handle that." she half-pouted and turned her face down. I brought it back up and kissed her, gently sucking her bottom lip as I pulled away. When I told where I was taking her, Jo's face lit up like a florescent bulb. "Really." I nodded." Let's go!" she squealed and nearly jerked me off my feet as she ran for the door and grabbed my arm. The room was damn nice. The ceiling above the bed was covered in mirrors, and the bed was covered in red silk. As we undressed each other, I was surprised to learn that Jo's lacy bra and panties matched the sheets perfectly. "You had this planned before I did, didn't you?" I joked, toying with her belly button ring. "No." she giggled, "I just knew you liked the colour red." she told me and ran her fingers threw my hair. I moved down from her navel, kissing and tickling her as I got closer to her pussy. Jo wiggled in anticipation as I hooked my fingers through the crotch of her panties, and slowly pulled them off. I was nuzzling her light brown bush with my nose and lips before the silk had left her ankles. She moaned softly and spread her legs wider, pushing her thighs over my shoulders. I kissed and sucked along her slit, tasting her delicious juices as my tongue burrowed towards the source of her nectar. "Oooo, Baby, don't stop." she cooed, wringing her hands in my hair as I licked the inside of her vagina. Jo pushed her pelvis at my head and I felt her pussy start to throb on my tongue, so I reached an arm around her right leg and hooked my thumb directly onto her clit, mashing and twisting it as I sucked on her box. Jo screamed and her hands tightened in my hair and I worried that I might have bald spots before the night was up. Her pussy flooded my mouth and she was bucking so wildly that I lost my place on her clit. Finally she caught herself and drug me up by my ears to face her. "I need you to fuck me." I grinned and moved in to kiss her and she clamped down on my bottom lip, locked her ankles around my back and pulled me against her crotch. "Now!" she growled out from between her teeth. I pulled my lip from her teeth before she broke skin and leaned up as much as I could and started rubbing my cock on her swampy slit trying to find the tiny hole hidden by her vertical smile. She got angry that nothing was filling her up before I got frustrated that she had her legs locked around me and I couldn't use my hands to aim. Jo reached around her own ass and grabbed the base of my cock, balls and all, and shoved the glistening head into her cunt. "There..." she gasped and let go slowly. "Now, fuck me, Jeremy." I eased my dick into her, opening her wider than anything else ever had obviously. Finally I felt the back of her pussy as my pubes started to tickle hers. She was rocking her body towards mine urging me to keep going. This time when I tried to kiss her, she opened her mouth and let our tongues meet in the darkness created by our joined lips. I slowly started out of her while we kissed and before either set of lips left me I slowly reintroduced my cock to her tunnel. There were innumerable repeats of this echoed by moans of ecstasy before our kiss ended. Her entire body was covered in blush and she was short of breath as I opened my eyes to look into hers. The slow agonizing pace of my dick burrowing into her tight, wet, pink twat, over and over; squeezing past her juicy lips and opening her throbbing insides all the way to her cervix, then leaving her empty and begging for my return lasted for what seemed like hours before I felt her pussy spasm again. "God.. Jo, I think I'm..." She dug her nails into my shoulders. " Just shut up and fuck me." she ordered and I complied. Bracing my hands on her waist, I shoved my cock into her jerking body time and time again, making her tits, still trapped in her red silk bra, jump and bounce with each thrust. "Oh, Christ!" she howled "Don't stop!" I pounded my cock inside her again and again until I heard, in the thickest cockney accent to ever grace my ears. "I cummin! Aahhrr, Fuck me! I'm cummin!" Her pussy seemed to slam shut and it took slivers of seconds before it was sucking jet after thick jet of cum straight into her womb. We collapsed in a heap of body parts and tried to catch our breath. After a few moments, Jo spoke. "So, I hear this place has amazing showers in the suites..." I smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "Wanna go check them out?" She nodded fervently and I nearly leapt off of her and pulled her by the arm to follow me to the bathroom. The shower took up half the room, it had two broad rainmaker showerheads on either side, and a bench along the wall(which was made of polished granite), the doors were glass with gold-plated handles, and neither of us could wait to get in. Jo lost her bra before the water started, and in the time it took the water to get warm, the nipples that topped her b-cups were hard enough to scratch diamonds. We both took soap and started to wash each other off, I think Jo had the cleanest breasts in all of England before we were done, and thanks to her efforts, my cock was not only clean but standing at full attention. "Oops." she smiled out. "Lemme help you with that." she offered as she dropped slowly to her knees. She simply gazed at it for a few seconds before leaning forward and kissing the head open mouthed. She giggled as it twitched at her attention, the she leaned back in and sucked the head just past her lips, she rubbed each centimeter with her tongue before trying to suck any more inside. As her tongue was tracing veins down the shaft, the head of my cock hit her uvula. She started to gag violently and pulled away before forcing her dinner back down. "Sorry." She said when I asked if she was okay. "I've never given head before, I'm sorry." I found it hard to believe that, but if she said so. "It's ok, Jo, you don't have to apologize." I said. "Here, do it this way. " I said and took her hand and wrapped it around the head of my cock. "Now, only go down as far as your hand will let you." She got back up on her knees and pushed her lips over my dick again, this time sucking fervently on the head and following her hand down my shaft, even when her wrist was rubbing against my balls, she had enough room in her mouth to massage me with her tongue. I put one hand on top of her head and the other held my balance against the shower wall as Jo started bobbing her head, taking her mouth all the way off and then back on my cock. It wasn't until she opened her pretty brown eyes to look up at me that I knew I was about to cum. "Jo.. Baby.." I managed to moan out. She pulled her mouth off and started jerking my dick, aiming the slit at her chest. "You wanna cum on my titties?" she teased and her grip tightened as she pulled on my pork. "C'mon babe, cum all over my titties." she urged a few more times and I started hosing her perky mammaries down with sperm. When I was done, legs shaking and gasping for air, there was a glob of semen hanging from my dick, Jo looked up from the circles she was drawing on her breasts and licked it off quickly before it fell. "Not bad." she said as she rolled it around her mouth. "Kinda salty though." she quipped and swallowed. I laughed and had a seat on the bench under my shower head to catch my breath, and Jo came and straddled my left leg, rubbing her slit on my thigh. "I think we still have a problem." she said. "You're right." I said glancing at my crotch. "I think it wants some more of you." Jo spun around and eased back until her ass was pressed against my stomach , then lifted up and popped my cock back into her twat. She sighed heavily and leaned back against my chest, her head lolled back on my shoulder and her weight rested on my cock. She started rocking her lower body back and forth stuffing my cock into her pussy over and over she started ohing and ahing in my ear and my hands found my way to her tits as one of hers found their way to mine, and the other to her clit. As my cock once again hollowed out her gooey insides and hot clean water ran over our skin in warm streams of sensation, she whimpered to me. "I'm cummin on your big dick again, Jeremy." and as soon as her pussy started to seize up around me, I came again, filling her tiny pink vagina with thick white cream. We toweled off after catching out breath between kisses, then ordered some room service for a midnight snack as we tried on the terry-cloth robes provided my the hotel. We sat, flipping through channels on the big screen, enjoying the gas-fireplace and feeding each other random junk-food when I proclaimed. "Wow, just like America, nothing's on TV." Jo laughed and took the remote from me, then turned it to a channel I certainly couldn't find and we were suddenly greeted by the image of a chubby redhead receiving two blasts of cum to the face and chest. "You don't have this on the tele in the US do you?" she asked. I smirked at her. "Like anyone would ever leave their homes if we did?" It didn't take long watching the next movie, which opened with an anorexic looking Asian girl in a 4-way before my penis started stirring again, and I could hear Jo's breathing getting heavier. She was leaned back against me on the couch, so it wasn't hard to wrap my arm around her and slid my hand inside her robe to slowly massage her breasts. She moaned as I teased her nipple and she wrenched her arm around to grope at my hardening cock. When she did, the remote fell in the floor and rolled under the coffee table. "I'll get it." she groaned and got up to retrieve it. "I can't.. reach it" she said and got down on all fours to stretch for it. When she did, her robe rode up her backside and I saw her pussy, glistening in the combined firelight and television glow. I got down on my knees behind her, as quietly as possible, and quickly pushed my dick inside her lubed up hole. "Ooh.. God." Jo groaned and let her head and shoulders fall to the floor. I had my hands around her hips, pulling her gorgeous ass back against me, making her pussy swallow my pole, puke it back up, and swallow it all over again. Jo pulled herself up after her first orgasm subsided and rested her elbows on the table, shoving back at me and started moaning and groaning almost loud enough to drown out the porn-starlet getting butt-fucked on the TV. "How's that supposed to feel?" she said between strokes. Instead of answering her, I sucked my middle finger to get it wet and pushed the tip into her ass. "Ow.." she moaned out, making it sound fake, so I pushed a little bit more in the next time I shoved my cock inside her. "God.. Don't, it hurts." I started to pulled it out but Jo gasped. "Don't pull it out either, just fuck my twat." I kept my finger halfway up her ass as I kept shafting her, the next scene on the television was of a blond with a Scottish accent getting doggy-styled by a guy that could've been her brother so I reached up and pulled Jo's hair and made her face the screen as I made my balls continuously slap her clit. Jo started screaming as she starting cumming, listening to the porn-girl moan over and over "I want your cum in me, I want your cum in me." Finally I pulled my finger from her butt and grabbed her by the waist, slamming her down as I emptied my load inside her. Porn got boring after awhile. So we found some Monty Python reruns and settled back down. It wasn't long before jetlag took it's toll and I snoozing. So at first I thought I was dreaming when I felt a wet tongue lapping at my cock. I looked down to see Jo's mouth at work on my balls and her own hand at work on her pussy. She saw me watching and blushed. "Didn't mean to wake you, I wanted to do it again, and I thought if I could get it hard, I could...." she trailed off. I smiled and pulled her up to me and kissed her again, sucking gently on her tongue then her lips. As we made out slowly, Jo tried to straddle me, only to find the couch was too narrow. "Comere." she said and stood up, dragging me with her. She led me to the bed and pushed me down on my back. She crawled over me, stopping to drag her tongue across my cock again, and to gently bite my nipples, before easing her dripping pussy down on my dick, popping it inside her wet hole effortlessly. She put her full weight down on me, leaning back and grinding her cunt back and forth on my cock. She rode on top of me for hours, it had to be hours of my dick inside the searing pit of pleasure she called a pussy. I watched her body writhe on top of mine, I watched her reflection in the mirror as she threw her head back and held her own milky white breasts in her porcelain hands. She leaned down about the time I expected the sun to come up, and raised and lowered her hips over and over on my cock, milking it as she kissed me forcefully. "Cum inside me, Jeremy. Cum in my little twat one more time." she whispered in my ear and licked my earlobe. She slammed her cunt down maybe ten more times on my dick and I granted her wish. Sperm filled the tight crevice between Josephine's thighs as we both moaned through another long kiss. I awoke the next morning alone. There was a letter taped to the head board above me, it read: "Dear Jeremy, I'm sorry that I left without saying goodbye, but I haven't been completely honest with you. I told you I was single; I'm not, in fact I'm getting married to my boyfriend of over three years in just ten days. I also told you that I had been with a man before; I lied, before last night I was a virgin. I know I shouldn't have cheated or lied, but I couldn't go into my wedding night scared to death of sex, and my fiancé keeps telling me that saving ourselves is the right thing to do(what does he know? He's been with three other girls). I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me, because I want to remain your friend. Last night was truly incredible, and even if you hate me, and never speak to me again, I want you know that I will always be on your side. Forever, China Girl Jo." I wasn't mad at her. How could I be? Just to show my appreciation though, I sent a package to her house on her wedding day showing her how I felt, a package with four zeros after a five. World Tour Ch. 02 After touring England a little bit, visiting a few other friends with basically nothing to offer but awkwardness, I decided it was time to move on. I didn't feel like abandoning my car and flying again, so the only option I had was take the Chunnel. Sure, I was slightly claustrophobic, and if it did start to flood, I couldn't swim all that well, but you only live once. Twenty minutes inside and I was wishing I'd gave my car to Jo, and tried to swim the damn channel. There was a huge wreck at the far end and it was backing traffic up all the way to England. Around the third hour, I spotted a girl cursing and kicking her car. It was sitting in the lane next to me, hood open with smoke rising from the engine, and causing even more trouble than there already was. I stopped a car length before I got to her to let other traffic through and called out. "Hey!" she turned to scowl at me. "You need a ride?" her face softened considerably, obviously thinking that I was gonna tell her to get her piece of shit Mini off the road. She waited for a break in the traffic and ran to my car, leaping over the passenger door and plopping in the seat. "Thanks luv. Dinna think id eva make it outta ere." she told me and reach to shake my hand. "Name's Michelle." I took her hand gently after looking her over. She was about 5'7, with straight thin auburn hair just a little past her shoulders. She was wearing a red leather motorcycle jacket over a nearly skin tight purple leopard print dress that showed off her long legs and her nicely sized boobs as well as the gentle curves of her pale but shapely body. I kissed her hand gently instead of shaking it. "No big deal ma'am, I was always taught to help a lady in need." I released her hand. "Jeremy, by the way." She laughed and proved to me that wasn't any older than 25. "American right?" she asked and I nodded. "I swear, any time a Brit's in trouble a Yank'll try to save'em" I just grinned and kept driving. "So, what're you? A tourist?" she asked after a few seconds of silence. "Something like that." I joked. "I won the lottery, so I decided to visit all my friends from the internet." I admitted after she looked at me oddly. "Seriously?" she asked and I confirmed. "So you're drivin round the world to 'ave sex with a bunch of computer nerds you usta spank it with?" I blushed and grinned. "Yeah, pretty much." "Proove it." she blurted out. "Show me a wad of cash." I shrugged and reached across her to open the glove box and pulled out thirty thousand euros wrapped in a fat rubber band. "Holy Shit." she said and reached for it. "Proof enough?" I smirked. "Or do you need to see the US bills I keep in my pocket to remind me of home?" She thumbed the pounds in her face and smiled. "So 'ows the wankin world tour goin?" she asked, throwing the wad back in the glove box. "Truth be told, only one girl so far has given it up, and that was a week ago." I told her, showing my disappointment. I noticed that as we spoke, her jacket had come off and her dress kept rising, showing me more and more of her milky white thighs. She scooted closer to me, close enough that I could smell the cheap liquor on her breath. "So 'ow much would a good fuck be worth to you right now?" she said and laid her hand on my cock. I twitched, thinking. "You need a new car don't you?" she bit her lip and nodded, begging me with her light brown eyes. I hit the button to put the roof back on my car, and when it was locked in place I laid a hand on Michelle's bare thigh. "You give me the rest of the night, and I'll buy you a brand new Opel in the morning." I offered. She unzipped my pants and fished already hard dick out. "Lets start now, ok?" she said and threw her head into my lap. She wasted no time kissing, licking, or teasing me. Michelle just popped my dick in her mouth and seconds later was fucking me with her throat. The breath from her nostrils was tickling my pubes and little moans were tickling the head of my cock. I swerved slightly as she pulled her face from my lap and the Land Rover next to me honked the horn. I looked over to offer an apology and noticed that the driver was the cute blonde chick with the bullring in her nose. She flipped me of again, just as Michelle came up for air and licked my neck and face, leaving behind a trail of saliva before diving back to my dick. She started bobbing in my lap, popping my cock in and out of her throat. Tired of deciding between holding my load or driving the car, I tapped Michelle on the head and said. "You better swallow if you want a CD player." She popped her mouth off my dick and laughed out. "You know it, babe." before swallowing the head again and again. Michelle slurped and sucked and bobbed on my dick, and reached her slender hands into my pants and started rubbing and squeezing my balls. "Oh.. God.." I groaned and let my head fall back. I'm sure the car slowed almost to a stop, but the traffic jam made that a side note as my dick started spurting spunk into Michelle's throat. She groaned and squeezed my nuts harder, sucking and swallowing every ounce of cum that shot out. When she was sure I was done, she stuffed my dick back in my pants, carefully zipped them up and sat up in her seat, strapping her seat belt and acting like nothing happened. "I know a nice place on the otha side where we can stay." she said as she checked her makeup in the mirror. We didn't talk much on the way there. Probably because I could think was all the things I wanted to do to her, and I supposed she was more worried about all the features her new car would have. She directed me out of the city and into what looked like farmland. I started to wonder what I'd gotten myself into when we pulled up to a house that looked like it was a few centuries old. "Do you live here?" I asked as we got out of the car. "No, Lord, wish I did." She answered and pulled her bag out. "Friend of mine's." When she noticed my slightly worried expression she went on. "Don worry, babe, their on holiday down south. Won be back for ages." We walked up to the door. I tried it, but it was locked. Michelle stuck her hand into the lamp next to it and pulled out a key. "Told me I could use it if I was ever in any trouble. Car trouble counts." The outside of the house may have been old as hell, but the inside was as modern as anything I'd ever seen. Black marble floors, recessed florescent lighting, perfect geometry for the polished metallic walls, bright white ceilings, everything looked like something out of a sci-fi movie. Michelle dropped her bag and threw her jacket on some hooks that looked like a part of the wall, instead of being attached to it. I followed suit, and turned to see Michelle unzipping her dress and walking around a corner. I went after her in time to see her drop the purple leopard skin on the kitchen counter. "You wanna bit to eat first?" she asked, standing there in nothing but a black thong and matching bra. Her pale tits nearly spilled over the top of her bra , and I couldn't help to notice the tattoo of a Celtic cross over her belly button. "Sure." I answered and walked over to lean on the counter, my hands on either side of her body. "What's good here?" I joked. Michelle smirked and ducked under my arm and walked to the built-in fridge. "Well, there's... Not much..." she said looking into the mirrored black fridge. I stripped as I walked over behind her, pressing my cock into her back and leaning down to kiss her on her neck. She giggled and reached in and pulled a can of whipped cream from a shelf. "This might be fun." She turned and pointed the can at me and I backed away, holding my hands in the air like she had a gun. Before I could protest she pushed on the tip and shot the freezing cream across my chest and down to my dick. I gasped and shivered and almost wiped it off.. "Cold?" she asked. "Lemme help." she offered and bent forward to lick the cream off my nipple. She pushed me back against the counter and licked and sucked her way down to her knees, then took my whipped cream covered shaft in her hand and started rubbing the cream in. Michelle smiled as she bent closer and sucked the whipped cream off the head of my dick. She smacked it around her mouth for a second, then leaned in again and inhaled my pole, sucking the head straight down her throat, and moving her hand to my nutsack. While she continued servicing my dick with her mouth, I bent over and unhooked her bra, then made my way down her back to slide my hand under her thong and along the crack of her ass. When she started bucking and trying to get my fingers on her pussy, I straightened up, and pulled her to her feet. We spun around each other as she wiped the precum and cream off her face with the back of her arm, and lifted her milk-white fleshy body onto the counter. I pulled her thong off and threw it in the sink before kneeling and planting my tongue in her bald pussy. She groaned at the sudden intrusion and pushed her pelvis at my mouth. I kept fucking her hole with my tongue, squeezing her ass while she pinched and pulled her quarter-sized nipples. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the English tart reach for the whipped cream and aim it at my face. I backed up just in time to see her squirt it all over her crotch, and write a trail up to her tits. She gasped and held her breath when she did it and I laughed. "Cold?" I mocked and dove in to clean her cunt. Michelle cried out and fell back as I started lapping at her pussy, sucking and licking her hot juices out mixed with the cold whipped cream. I shoved two fingers inside her as my mouth left her honeypot, kissing away the trail of whipped cream on her stomach. I lingered on her chest, sucking her hard little nipples as I pounded her cunt with my fingers. I felt her pussy clench and quiver just as she wove fingers into my hair and pulled my face up to hers. "FUCK ME!" Michelle growled. I pulled my hand out from between her thighs and pulled her up to me before slamming my cock into her pussy and jerking a scream out of her throat. My balls slapped against her ass, I pulled out, and slammed into her again, again, again. Melted whipped cream and sex juices sloshed out between us as Michelle grunted and demanded more cock be fed to her hungry cunt. "Fuck me, Jeremy, fuck my hot little box." she kept groaning out. She lost her ability to speak though, as her pussy started spasming harder, clenching around my dick and squirting pussy juice all over both of us. Michelle howled and bit into my shoulder as her orgasm ripped through her. I pushed her off before she gave me much more than a hickey. I looked at me like a wolf looks at a rabbit. "Com'ere." she whispered breathlessly and motioned with her fingers before turning over on her knees on the counter. She slapped her own ass and told me. "You know what I want." I grabbed a cheek in each hand, pulling her ass open before attacking it with my tongue and Michelle moaned out "Oh, thank you so much.." to either me or God, I'm not sure which. I licked and poked at her backdoor while I returned my hand to her pussy, getting two fingers gooey with her juices. I pulled my face away, leaving plenty of spit on her asshole, and split her pucker with my fingers while I eased my dick back into her cunt. I heard her forehead hit the counter as I pumped her ass with my fingers, and she started rocking her body on my cock. After a minute or two, she started panting again and reached under her to grab hold of my balls and the base of my dick. She pulled me out of her pussy and aimed it her ass. "You want it in there?" I toyed with her. She moaned an affirmative and nodded, making her auburn hair bounce back and forth. I pulled my fingers out of her ass and jerked her knees off the counter, then pushed the head of my cock against her pucker. It popped in with little resistance, and Michelle took most of my dick with a loud groan. I started easing out of her ass, and pushing slowly back in, inching in the rest of my cock with each stroke. By the fifth or sixth journey back into her bowels, my balls were rubbing on Michelle's cunt lips, and my pubes were tickling her ass cheeks. I kept working her back-door slowly, until I heard her fist slam into the counter and Michelle shout "Jus' fuckin giv it to me!" and shove herself back at me. I grabbed onto her by the swell of her hips and jerked her ass back at cock, ramming it inside her at the same time. I pulled back and repeated the process to hear "God! Fuck! Yes! More!" when I rocked her body against the black marble counter top. The harder slammed into her asshole, the more she wanted, growling and beating the marble with her fists. We were dripping sweat and pussy juice when I felt my balls jump and tighten. "Michelle..." I panted out, warning her of the impending blast. She bucked her ass at me, threw her sweaty head back, making her wet hair slap her shoulders, and yelled. "Fuckin cum all over me! Pull it out and cum all fuckin over me!" I pulled my dick from her rectum, and let the shaft rest in her crack. She was still bucking, rubbing her pussy on my balls, when the geyser of goo erupted from me. Sticky ropes of sperm launched across her back, into her hair, over her shoulders, onto the counter tops, and probably in the floor beyond. When I could breath again, a few drops of cum were leaking off my dick and dripping into her ass, and trickling down her pussy lips. I backed away, legs feeling like rubber, and leaned against the fridge to catch my breath. Michelle rolled over and sat up with the biggest grin on her cute little face. I couldn't help but notice her hand was lazily toying with her clit. "Need a break?" she chided. I nodded, not really wanting one, but needing to let blood flow back to my brain for a few minutes. "There's showers upstairs. I'll use the one down here, K?" She sauntered off, still dripping cum and sweat, and a few seconds later I managed to get my legs under me and make my way to the master bath upstairs. It took a minute or two for me to figure out how to work the touch screen controls in the shower, but after seeing I could aim the thirty or so jets anywhere and set the exact temperature of the water, I decided that I was having one installed in my new house when I got home. I'm not sure how long I was in the shower, letting the thirty-four degree Celsius water massage my back, but when I got out, the rather spacious bathroom was filled with steam, and the sky outside the single skylight was pitch black. I toweled off most of the water, and wrapped a fresh towel around my waist before walking out into the master bedroom. Michelle was sitting one the edge of the black sheet covered king sized bed, wrapped in a lilac robe with a towel holding her hair in. I was glad to see she was still very pretty with all her makeup washed off. "I'm definitely getting one of those." I told her, jutting a thumb over my shoulder at the shower. She laughed and motioned me closer to her. "Lemme see if it got you clean." she said, pulling the towel from my naked body. She leaned in close to my semi-hard cock, inspecting it for god-knows-what, before sitting up and eyeing me seriously. "This is horrible." she joked. I raised my eyebrows and dropped my jaw, mocking surprise. "I'll just have to clean it myself." Michelle concluded. With that she wrapped her lips around my cock and started to suck the soft out of it. Within a minute, I was throbbing hard and halfway down her throat. I had handfuls of her hair and she had one handful of my ass and another of my nuts. I wasn't about to let what might be my last load end up in her stomach, so I reluctantly pulled her face off my dick. Michelle smiled up at me and scooted back on the giant bed, opening her robe as she went. I crawled over her and pulled her creamy legs over my shoulders. Her own hands were roughing her tits up, and clenched around her tiny pink nipples as I pushed my dick into her swampy cunt again. I wasted no time being gentle with her, and taking her hips in my grip, started fucking her twat hard enough to pull the bed away from the wall. She was lifting her ass off the bed and pushing her pussy at me, trying to get more of my dick inside her faster. Michelle's body with slack when her orgasms started. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her hands let go of her tits, and her legs fell open and off my shoulders. I leaned in and took her nipple in my mouth, arching my back to keep my dick in her while I sucked the pink tip of her boob. She dug her nails into my shoulders and pulled me up to kiss her, sucking on my tongue while thrusting her hips up at me. "'Old still." she panted, and when I did, she rolled us over, threw off her robe, and started grinding her pussy against me with my cock still imbedded against her cervix. Michelle fell forward and caught herself upright with her hands braced against my chest. She let out a sound somewhere between a groan and a peal of maniacal laughter and began riding me. She lifted her pussy until only the tip of my cock was tickling her lips, then slammed her body back down. Over and over, in and out, faster and harder and wetter and louder. Her cunt swallowed my shaft, squishing out pussy juice each time her thighs hit mine. When I was sure I couldn't take any more I dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her ass and tried to pull her off of me. "No, no... No." she grunted and pushed herself back down on my dick. "Cum in my twat." she told me. "Cum inside me." and added a few seconds later. "Jus Fuckin Cum Already!" She froze when I started shooting against the back of her pussy. Her eyes were clenched shut, head thrown back, scream caught in her throat, hands digging into my shoulders, legs clamped onto my waist, and pussy squelching and vibrating on my cock. Michelle's arms finally gave out and she fell over onto me. "Get some sleep." I told her when she started kissing my chest. "We have to go buy a car tomorrow." With that, she snuggled up closer to me and swiftly started softly snoring. When I fell asleep, my cock was getting soft, but still firmly planted between her lips. The next morning, after another extremely long hot shower, Michelle and I ate breakfast at a sea-side café, then made our way to an Opel dealership. I handed her a roll of Euros, probably sixty thousand of them, and told her to go pick something out. "You sure 'bout this?" she asked, clenching the stack of cash so tightly she ripped a few bills. I smiled. "A deals a deal." I answered her. "You gave me a lot more than I bargained for last night, so consider it a tip." we hugged, we kissed, and exchanged phone numbers, then thought about it and exchanged emails. "I'll see you later. I promise." I told her, then smacked her ass when turned to walk away. When I saw her get into a bright purple convertible for a test drive, I got into my Mercedes and turned toward Spain. World Tour Ch. 03 When I was in highschool, our senior trip was to Spain, we landed in Madrid, spent two days, then toured the country for the next ten days, stopping at all the big landmarks, even going over to Morocco for the better part of one day, and spent the last four days in Barcelona. In Barcelona there is a club that is on a retired cruise liner. It's got a singles bar on top, a couple dance clubs under that, some trancey-rave places under that, and below deck is the goth club, Rio Styx. While all the other typical American teenagers were getting wasted due to the much lower legal drinking age, and rubbing all over each other in the dance clubs. I was sitting in the black-light illuminated River Styx listening to Peruvian Thrash Metal and watching the mosh-pit get dangerously close to the bar. Just when I thought I should move out of the way, the song stopped. Before the pit calmed down though, a girl around my age was thrust out of it and onto the floor. "Chinga-Madre!" She shouted and then saw me looking down at her surprised. I offered a hand and she accepted the help off the ground. "Graci." she mumbled as she sat on the barstool next to me. "Are you ok?" I asked, noticing a small trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth. She looked at me like I was speaking Martian. It took a second for me to figure out that I might as well be, and repeated myself in Spanish. (I went to American highschool in the beginning of the 21st century, Spanish is required to graduate.) "Fine." She answered (for the sake of the reader, I'll translate to English) and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smeared her dark lipstick. "Where're you from?" She was blunt, but I liked blunt. She was also extremely cute with a pointy little nose, narrow chin, pouty bottom lip, and wide light green eyes that offset her darkly tanned skin nicely. She couldn't have been much more than 5'6 but the knee-high platform boots with the metal plugs all over them added a few more inches to her tight little frame. She was wearing a short dress with a top comprised of a leather corset that pressed her small tits together and a bottom slit up to her bronzed ass on one side. I considered lying, saying I was an intern for a huge company and I was in Barcelona on business and flying out the next morning (Hey it worked in Malaga). But I told the truth. "America, I'm here with my school." She nodded and looked slightly confused. "It's like a vacation because it's our last year." she nodded again, and then spun around to face the large tattooed bartender. "I'm Jeremy." I said offering my hand. She looked at my hand with something between disgust and intrigue. "Buy me a drink." she spat. I thought about being a smart-ass then, asking why her parents would name her something like Buymeadrink, but I didn't, and I told the bartender to give her a double grasshopper and handed him 2000 pesetas (the equivalent of about 12 bucks in 2001) She smiled and took a sip. "Lisa" she finally told me and shook my hand gently. "You know, this is my favorite drink." I smiled "I ordered it because it matches it your eyes" I told her and she cracked a small grin. As she took another swallow, I blurted out, "I'm sorry if this is too forward, Lisa, but you're probably the most beautiful thing I've seen since I got to this country." She nearly choked on her drink, but came out laughing. "That's the best you got?" she asked me. "Seriously, Jeremy, you're cute, but you need some work on your lines." We sat there then, listening to the next band tune up, and staring at each other when we thought the other wasn't looking. A drink later and we were listening to some weird industrial stuff with the sound of women getting spanked or fucked or both in the background. Eventually I stopped pretending I wasn't staring at her and caught her eye. She smiled and I still think I saw her blush. Lisa grabbed a napkin and pulled a pen hidden in her dress and wrote something. She passed it to me and gulped down the double she'd been sipping for nearly five minutes. "You really want me bad?" was the message she scrawled. I just looked at her and nodded as slowly and plainly as possible. She smirked and curled her index finger. The message was clear, "Follow me." We stood up and made our way around the encroaching mosh-pit and Lisa disappeared into the ladies room. I stood there for a second, thinking she ditched me, before the door swung open again and she yanked me in by the shirt. Our lips immediately locked, I pulled her off her feet by the straps on her corset and pushed her up against the pale green tiled wall. I held her there by forcing my body up against hers and ran one hand down her side to lift her leg to wrap around my side, and the other hand up her neck to get a handful of her hair, causing her to moan into the kiss and she started to flutter her tongue inside my mouth. I slid my hand up her dark thigh to her ass, holding it and lifting her higher before realizing she wore no panties. As she hoisted her other leg up and locked her boots together behind me, I started tracing her moist lips with my middle finger. From the bottom of her slit, dipping into her slightly, I rubbed her gash slowly back and forth until I hit the tiny barbell that pierced her clit. That's when she groaned and clenched her teeth, nearly biting a hole in my lip before I was jerked away by her hand pulling my hair. "You got to be careful with that!" she panted, and licked her lips before lowering her mouth to my neck to kiss, suck, then bite on a scar I already had from an ex-girlfriend doing the same thing. "Ohhh... Lisa..." I groaned, and dug my fingers into her pussy, which only made her bite down harder as she moaned. I removed my hand from her hand and wrenched my arm around her leg to get at my belt and zipper. Miraculously, they gave me little trouble, and soon my cock was waving free through the gap in my boxers. I kept fingering her, occasionally quickly thrumming on her pierced clit just to see how hard she would bite me, and how loud she would moan at the miniature orgasms it caused. Lisa removed her mouth from my neck, and I noticed a faint smearing of red on her lips. I wondered if it was from her moshing earlier or she'd broken the skin on my neck. The thoughts were interrupted when she asked "Are you just going to finger me all night, or did you want to fuck me?" she said and reached under her own legs to grab my dick and pull it towards her crotch. "Bigger than I expected." she giggled. I smirked at her and let her drop slightly before pushing my hips towards her. My dick glanced across her piercing, making her nearly scream, and sunk into her tiny lubed up hole until her hand stopped it from going fully inside. "Big enough?" I asked, breathless. Her hand moved away to hold onto my shoulder, and I pushed the rest of my shaft into her, then kept pushing until Lisa's ass was pressed against the wall and my dick was pressed against her cervix. I pulled out slowly, trying to tease her, and slammed back in as soon as the crown of my dick started to leave her wetness. "Mmmmhmmm." She moaned and bit her lip as her greedy cunt shook around me. Lisa pulled my head down to hers as I started to slowly pull away again. "Fuck me, HARD." She growled and gasped as I slammed back into her again. I grinned at her, with her mouth hanging open and her eyes starting to glaze over, her face was the image of an orgasm. I moved my hands to under her ass and held her in place as I plunged into her hot tight box over and over, each time pushing her against the wall and rocking against the steel barb in her clit. Each time her pussy would seize up and shudder around my rod as I manipulated her body into orgasms. I wasn't long before she started to scream, so I offered my shoulder for her to bite and try to muffle the screams -not that I was afraid anyone would hear with the crazy S&M music going on outside the bathroom. She bit down and I knew immediately Lisa had tasted my blood and enjoyed it as she lapped at the broken skin with her fluttery tongue. I kept plowing away at her cunt until I knew the constant gripping and pulling on my dick, not to mention the teeth in my shoulder was going to make me cum. "Lisa..." I groaned out a warning. She broke her jaws away from my skin and swallowed before panting. "I know, I know!" Lisa unhooked her feet from behind me and released my hair and shoulder from her hands. "Let me down!" She moaned out and I immediately stepped back from the wall, dropping her to her knees as my cock popped from her hole. She was still gasping and moaning as she grabbed the base of my cock and sucked the head past her lips. Her hot little mouth worked the same oral magic on my dick as she gave my mouth and shoulder before. Her tongue waved and caressed the shaft and all around the head while her hands rhythmically squeezed the base of my dick and balls. I gritted my teeth, groaned, and ran my hands through her hair, making her look up at me with her beautiful green eyes. "Here it is baby!" I told her, expecting to move away and let me jizz on the wall and floor. Instead, she moved her hand from the base of my cock and stuffed the rest of the shaft into her mouth, swallowing the head just before it started shooting cum. She gulped and slurped and rocked her lips on my dick until she was sure there was nothing left. "Oh god, Lisa, that was incredible." I panted as she stood and I attempted to straighten my clothes. "Thanks, you too." She grinned and went to the mirror to fix her makeup. When she was done she sauntered back to me with a paper towel in her hand. "Now you have a real story to tell your friends when you get home." she said and winked at me before shoving the paper towel in my hand. I glanced down and saw an email address written on it with black lipstick, and when I looked up again, Lisa was walking out of the bathroom, looking over her shoulder. Of course, none of my classmates there believed me and hardly any of my friends at home bought my story until I showed them pictures Lisa sent me over the internet. Recognition wasn't what I wanted though, I wanted Lisa. We kept up correspondence, and always promised one another that one would come see the other one day. We both dated other people, and never lied about our relationships. I knew when she was in love, and she knew when I was serious about someone, but there was never any illusion about us wanting each other again. The drive from France to Spain is a long and tiresome one. Sure, there's nice scenery, but it all looks the same after so many hours on end. I was so happy, tired, and weary when I finally reached Barcelona that I nearly forgot to call Lisa before I passed out face down in the plush king size bed in my hotel suite. "Hola?" She answered the phone, obviously not expecting the call so soon. "Hey, Lisa, it's Jeremy." I told her and yawned. "I just got in town. I'm in the Diana on the river." I went on and noticed she wasn't talking back, so I tried to catch her interest a little harder. "I almost forgot how beauti-" "I'm a little busy." she interrupted me. "Sorry, I thought you were coming in tomorrow." she whispered and paused. Before I could ask what was wrong, she told me "I'm on a date with that guy I told you about." 'That guy' was Ahmed, a transplant from Morocco that caught Lisa's eye when he DJ'd one night at her favorite club. "Oh... No problem babe." I said, feeling my heart sink. "It's fine really." I told her when she tried to apologize. "I'm really tired anyway, just call me when you get up tomorrow and we'll meet somewhere." She agreed and I hung up the phone. It wasn't long before I was out of my clothes and asleep under the eight-hundred thread-count sheets. I had such nice dreams about doing all sorts of disgusting things to Lisa that I wasn't surprised to find a erection waiting on me when I woke up slightly after dawn. I was shocked, however, to feel a pair of lips and soft wet tongue working themselves all over my shaft. I looked around and saw a cart with clean towels folded neatly on it, and a stereotypical black and white maid's uniform thrown across it, then I cleared my throat loudly. From under straight black bangs a pair of nearly too wide, bright green eyes peered up at me. The maid pulled her mouth off my dick and smiled. "Good morning Mister Stahl." I laughed and pulled Lisa up to me and kissed her. "I actually forgot you worked here." I admitted. I hugged her tightly, breathing her scent in. "God I've missed you so much." She squeezed me back for a minute, and patted me on the back. "I missed you too, but I can't breathe sweetie." We laughed and I let her go. She wasn't completely nude, just down to a pale purple bra and panties, sitting next to me on the bed. "So, how was your trip?" she asked and I told her about Jo and Michelle as we dined on room service that Lisa brought as a forethought. And she told me about her life since we talked last, and about Ahmed and her date. "You really like him don't you?" I asked, before shoving a slice of omelet in my mouth. I glanced up her when she didn't answer. She was chewing her lip slightly and staring back at me, one hand propping her up on the bed, the other was slowly twisting her shoulder length wavy black hair together. I swallowed just before she pounced on me. The fork clattered away somewhere and her tongue was in my mouth, legs at my sides, hands on my wrist and in my hair. With my free hand I reached for and unhooked her bra, then journeyed down her back to grope her tight little ass. Lisa leaned up from the kiss, dragging her sharp nails down my arm and across my chest before tossing her bra away, showing me the delicacies of her perky B-cups and pierced nipples that I didn't get to see years before. "Forget about him, I'm crazy about you." She told me as she ran her hands back up my chest, and around my shoulders. My hand circled her hip and found the moist crotch of her underwear. I pushed against her slit, searching for the barbell through her pierced clit while she rocked on my hand and bit her bottom lip. She reached down and pulled her light green panties to one side and I noticed the piercing was gone as I slid my fingers across her nubbin and then down to her glistening hole. She ground her pussy down on my hand as I pushed my middle finger up into her and hooked my thumb up to press on her cum button. She shuddered and moaned and her hands followed my other hand to her tits where I could pull on the little four-way barbells that pierced her nipples. She threw her head back and groaned loudly as I felt her gash spasm from the inside. "Are you going to let me finger you all day, or did you want to fuck me?" I joked and she rolled her eyes before pulling my hand out of her crotch and licking my fingers clean. Lisa slid backwards and lifted her ass up just enough to get my cock under her, and still holding her panties to one side lowered her snatch down over the head. She teased me at first, only letting the tip pass her lips over and over, smiling down at me maliciously. I growled in frustration and grabbed her hips forcing her down body on mine. She screamed and dug her pointed nails into my hands. I groaned as I felt her insides squeezing me over and over. "Oh, you bastard." She moaned and slowly let her claws out of my skin. She tried to ease herself off of me, only to have her pussy try to suck me back in a few inches later. "You're bigger than I remember." She mewled down at me, trying to pout as she drew the same three inches of my shaft in and out of her over and over. I pushed up at her slightly, trying to get a rhythm going between us and smiled back. "You're much tighter than I remember too." Eventually her pussy produced enough juice that she could slide my cock nearly out of her hole and back in again, but it wasn't the forceful fucking against a wall we had before. It was slow and deliberate and passionate. I felt every crease and ripple in the walls of her tunnel each time she lowered herself, shuddering, over my cock. I spread her open and filled her completely every time I felt the bottom of her ass land on my legs. My hands explored as much of her body as I could reach. Up and down each thigh, around each hip and over her stomach. I toyed with her nipples and held her hands, stroked her shoulder and let her rest her face in my palms. She bit down on one of my thumbs as I stroked it across her moistened lips and I felt her whimper as my dick twitched deep inside her pinkness. "I want your cum in me." She breathed out as her walls squeezed me tighter. She leaned down to kiss me during her orgasm, nearly freeing my cock from its slick prison. "Please cum in my pussy." Lisa begged me and forced her hips backwards. I grabbed her ass and held it down, making her groan in disappointment. She kept trying to wriggle her cunt up and down my shaft, making the tip of my cock scrape back and forth against the door to her womb. I arched up into her and let her ass go, and Lisa started grinding back and forth on me. Her nails found my skin again as she threw her head back then fell forward panting, still grinding her body down on mine. A whine escaped Lisa's mouth as I pushed more of my swelling cock up into her. I growled through clenched teeth as I started flooding her tiny pussy with cum. Lisa closed her eyes and let a "Oooh... Yesssssss..." leave her mouth. She kept rocking her ass back on me and I was spurting more inside each time our thighs met. She finally slowed and stopped when she could feel cum leaking out of her quim. She rolled off of me and laid there content for a few minutes before inching up to kiss me. "I need to get back to work." She sighed and I was suddenly disappointed she wouldn't be joining me in the shower. "Don't you want to get cleaned up first?" I said pulling her on her nipple and leading her to another kiss. Our tongues snuck out of our lips and intertwined for a few long seconds. She backed away and was out of the bed before I could protest. "No way." She answered as she shrugged her bra back on and started to pull on her uniform. "I want to do my rounds and feel your cum squishing around inside me." Lisa explained and winked at me as she tied her apron around her waist. "Now you rest up and get cleaned up, I'm planning on wearing your ass out later." She said and bent down to kiss me again, leaving me ample time to reach under her skirt and grab her ass again. She smacked me playfully with her feather duster. "Mr. Stahl! This is not that kind of hotel!" she squealed and left me in the bed to watch her push her cart out of my suite. I did I was told, lying in bed for probably another two hours flipping channels before taking a long shower. I tried to kill as much time as I could. I drank a cup of a coffee, played a few games on my new laptop, checked my email and updated my travel schedule. I still had Greece, Germany, Russia, South Korea, Japan, and New Zealand before I was anywhere close to home. I glanced at the clock and realized it was well past lunchtime and I'd still seen nor heard of Lisa. I wondered shortly about how long her shift was then suddenly got an idea inspired by my growling stomach. I called room service and convinced them to make me two bacon cheeseburgers and some fries the way I liked and added "You have a maid here named Lisa; the one with the bright green eyes. Can you please have her bring my order?" to the end of the telephone conversation. I leaned back in my chair smiling at my own cleverness. Half an hour later there was a knock on the door and I rushed to answer it and usher Lisa inside. Only it wasn't Lisa; her name tag said Elise, and she had bright green eyes, but this Lisa was taller, blond, and thinner with lighter skin. Her narrow face was spotted with freckles across her brow, nose, and cheeks; there seemed to be many more of them under her clothes if her arms and exposed upper chest were any indication. She was definitely not what I ordered, but the meal still looked appetizing. This new maid must've seen the confusion and disappointment on my face. "You actually know Lisa don't you?" I nodded and shrugged, she laughed. "Sorry, she's helping out in the kitchen. The manager sent me because my name is so close to hers and thought you wouldn't mind. Lisa made your hamburgers though." World Tour Ch. 03 I sighed and plopped back down in the chair in front of my laptop, and she set the plates of food on the glass table in front of me, giving me a quick glance down her shirt. "Well, would you care for one then?" I offered. "One was for her, and there's no point in it going to waste." I sat up and started eating my fries slowly, still waiting for a reply. I watched her for an answer, but it was clear her attention was elsewhere. It occurred to me that she was staring at my lap, and I was still wearing nothing but a loosely tied bathrobe. Having been expecting my Spanish Sex Goddess for lunch, even the disappointment of a different but still hot woman hadn't made my erection go down. I quickly covered myself better. "Uh, sorry about that. I was expecting someone else and... yeah..." She smiled and blushed and turned away. "I really need to get back to work." She said and quickly started to load what I didn't need up on the cart. "If there's nothing else you need, I'll just be on my way." She looked back at me quickly, and I saw her eyes linger on my now covered up lap. "Why don't you just stay for a bit?" I said. "Free food, nice conversation." I offered, "Take a break." She eased into the seat around the corner of the table from my own and ate a french fry, still blushing slightly. I started eating, but stopped when I noticed she was just slowly nibbling her fries. "What's wrong, don't eat bacon?" I asked and was scared I might've offended her. "Oh, you're not Jewish are you?" Elise cracked a smile "No. I'm a vegetarian." She confessed and I dropped my food back on my plate, leaning back again with a 'you've got to be shitting me' look on my face. "I'm sorry." She laughed and tried to hide her smile. "I don't care if you eat meat, I don't eat it for health reasons. It has nothing to do with my morals." She looked down again and I realized my robe had fallen back open. "Maybe I can do something else besides eat lunch with you though?" she said and slid her chair back enough to drop down on her knees. She crawled over to me and had one freckled hand creeping up my thigh before I could get "That's really not necessary." out of my mouth. I put my hands on hers and she slapped them away. I figured there was no point in resisting after drug the tip of her tongue up from my balls and circled the crown of my dick with it. She held the bottom of the shaft and popped her lips over the head a few times as she slowly pumped her hand up and down. She removed her lips and licked up from the base of the shaft again, staring up at me as she sucked the head in deeper this time. Her hot little mouth and wet tongue made quick work of getting my cock back to full mast. "Oh wow..." I heard her mutter as she took her mouth off of me and let a long stream of spit loose in her hand before wrapping it back around my shaft and start twisting it roughly up and down. Elise started laying sloppy kisses all around the head, dragging her lips and tongue as she went about leaving copious amounts of saliva everywhere and smearing what was already there. She sucked the head back into her mouth and kept jerking her hand around my shaft. Her tongue lashed around the rim of my gland while one hand massaged my balls and the other did its best at simulating a tight cunt working its way up and down on me. I laid my head back on the chair and moaned my satisfaction at her skills. I could feel the precum leaking out, and Elise hungrily lapping it up. Then I heard the door open and looked over to see Lisa standing there with her mouth hanging open in complete shock. I think my heart may have stopped while I stared at her staring at Elise's head bobbing on my schlong. Finally her features softened and she eased the door closed, putting a finger over her lips for me to stay quiet. As Elise kept her oral assault going, Lisa quickly and silently disrobed and crept over to my chair. She got down on her knees and right next to Elise's face. "It's a nice one isn't it?" she chimed in the blond girl's ear. Elise froze and stared up at me. She slowly twisted her head around and let my dick pop free from her lips. "Uh... Hi, Lisa." She meekly greeted the darker woman while still gripping my cock. "Why are you naked?" she asked after realizing she was the only one in the room still wearing clothes. "Just keep sucking my boyfriend's cock." Lisa told her instead of answering, and grabbed a handful of Elise's hair to turn her head back towards my crotch. "And if you're a good girl I'll let you have more of it." She teased and my dick twitched between Elise's lips. As the blonde went back to bobbing her head on me, Lisa made it her duty to remove as much of her clothing without interrupting the sloppy head I was getting. Then she started caressing the blonde's body, rubbing her breasts and back and her shapely butt. Elise moaned when Lisa's fingers ran along her slit and her mouth came off my cock to let out a shaky breath when Lisa's long fingers penetrated her lips. "I think she's ready." The dark haired beauty announced as she pumped her fingers in and out of Elise's pussy and the blonde pumped my dick in and out of her hot mouth. I ran my hand across her blond hair and motioned for her to stand up when she looked up at me. She took my dick out of her mouth and started to get off the floor, glancing at Lisa as she rose slowly. When her slender freckled body was high enough I stood and lifted her, sitting her down on the thick glass tabletop next to my half-eaten cheeseburger. I slid my food out of the way as I spread Elise's legs and stepped between them, brushing up against her freckled slit with the bottom of my shaft. She looked up at me- panting, blushing, waiting- and Lisa reached from underneath us to grab my cock and bend it down to hook just inside the fairer girl's snatch. Lisa moved her hand to massage my balls and I started to push into the sopping pit before me. Elise hissed through clenched teeth as she sucked in a breath and threw her head back. "Aahh...." She finally let the breath out when I stopped pushing and held my throbbing organ deep inside her hot wet hole. "That is so fucking hot..." I heard Lisa mumble from beneath the glass and one quick glance confirmed that she was slowly rubbing her own clit while she watched me fuck her coworker. I held onto Elise's knees and worked my cock in and out of her, making her wiggle her hips trying to chase me when I pulled back, and gasp each time I plunged back in. By the time I got a good rhythm of filling her love-tube, it was squeezing and contracting around my dick, and she was laying back on the table, roughing up her own small breasts as she moaned for more. "Mmmm, Jeremy you should see this," Lisa called to me, her voice full of lust. "She's creaming on your dick, it's running down her crack and all over the table." I tried to look but couldn't see much other than the milky froth covering my shaft as I pumped away at Elise's cunt. "Your balls are covered in her juice!" Lisa cooed and I knew she was fully fingering herself by then. "I can't wait to get your dick back in my mouth and suck all that off." That's when Elise started to shudder. "Aaahhh, aaahhh!" she was crying out, digging her nails into her nipples and clinching her skinny legs around my back. I moved my hands down to her freckle-covered hips and pulled her ass to the edge of the table so I could force more of my cock inside her. "Oh Meirda!" she screamed and her pussy contracted, sucking me deeper. She sprang up from the table, clinging to me, caught somewhere between a whimper and a scream she let loose a stutter of Spanish I couldn't quite understand, and caused me to stumble back away from the table, holding her off the ground with my cock still impaled in her pussy. She was still grinding her hips at me when she started kissing me all over my face, so I tried to lower myself to the floor as carefully as I could and ended up falling and nearly dropping her. Lisa was at us in a second, all grins and excitement as she first kissed me, then Elise who looked at her like she had lost her mind. Elise pulled herself, still shaking, off my cock and plopped down on the hardwood floor next to me, and Lisa, true to her word, started lapping at my balls like a kitten after milk. Elise and I watched her, panting for breath, as she drug her tongue up from the base of my cock and wrapped her lips around the head. Lisa made quick work of pushing her throat down over my dick, making sure she sucked off Elise's cum on her way back up. Elise started kissing me as Lisa sucked and kissed her way across the top of my shaft, leaving a wet trail behind as she sucked up the left over cunt cream. I was sucking on Elise's tongue, groping at her tiny breasts when I felt Lisa climb on top of me. "My turn." She happily sighed and dropped her weight on my hips. My dick was engulfed in searing wetness; squeezed inside the tiny Spanish twat in half a blink. I groaned and sat up partly, knocking my forehead against Elise's on the way to see that Lisa wasn't as prepared as she thought. Her face was a perfect display of excruciating ecstasy while her body was frozen in place, trying adjust to being impaled. The velvet walls wrapped around my cock pulsed; massaging my entire dick as Lisa started to breathe again, starting with a loud gasp that turned into a long low moan. Lisa started to gyrate her hips slowly, grinding her pussy down on me, wrenching my pole around inside her flesh. Elise was sucking on my neck and rubbing her gash on my hand, so I twisted my arm around and plugged two fingers up into her still-dripping hole. I reached out with my other hand to grab Lisa by her pierced nipple and pull her down for a long slow kiss while her hips continued to grind away at my dick. Elise groaned as I thrummed on her clit with my thumb and Lisa turned to make out with her too, moaning into the other girl's mouth as both of their pussies convulsed around my extremities. When the kiss broke, Lisa turned to me while her tunnel convulsed in bliss and moaned out "Fuck me, Jeremy. Pound me like you did the night we met." I pulled my hand away from Elise's crotch and dug my fingers into Lisa's tan skin to roll us over. Lisa squealed with laughter as we switched places and I pressed her into the polished hardwood floor. She wrapped her legs around me and I held onto her waist as I started thrusting into her. She said nothing, only screamed as her cunt squeezed shut around my shaft. As I kept fucking her, pulling the head of my dick from her core and shoving it back in, she reached around me and dug her nails into the tender skin of my shoulders. "Bitch" I laughed through gritted teeth and ripped her claws from me, pinning her wrists to the bed as I shoved my dick into her even further, banging against the door to her womb. Elise made her way over to us, rubbing my back and down my arms as I pounded her coworker into the floor. Her freckled hands made their way across Lisa's chest, teasing her double-pierced nipples as she lowered her head and started to kiss and suck on her sweat-damp neck. Lisa continued to howl as her cunt got wetter with each trip my turgid organ made inside her body, and pulsed even more each time Elise twerked her now heaving breasts. She tightened her ankles around my back and started thrusting her hips back at me, slamming her pussy up at me, slapping my nutsack with her ass, and squeezing my cock until I thought it was going to rip off. I started pulling out further, until finally I was going from all the way out of her lips to stabbing her cervix. "You wanna cum in my pussy?" Lisa groaned out. "Yeah you know you do... Fuck me with that big American dick and cum in my pussy." She went on, mid-orgasm, while thrusting her crotch at mine. "Comon Jeremy!" she screamed, making Elise jump back from her place nearly straddling Lisa's waist. "Cum in my little pussy and make this bitch suck it out of me!" she ordered and that was all I could take; I froze mid-pump and started spurting ropes of semen into Lisa. She moaned as she gulped in air and ground her hips against mine. I slowly pulled out of her still quivering hole, rolling to the opposite side from Elise and trying to catch my breath as my skin was instantly cooled against the floor. Lisa smiled at me, pulled me close for a sweaty kiss, and then jerked Elise's head toward her crotch. The thinner girl whimpered against the fist knotted in her blond hair, but made no move to escape as her mouth was pressed against Lisa's gooey cunt. "Suck it all out." The brunette growled and pushed her hips up at Elise's face. I was enjoying the show and caressing Lisa's body, occasionally sharing a slow kiss while she moaned and shook at the tongue drilling between her swollen lips to draw my sperm out. "She's-" Lisa gasped and tensed up "Oooo... She's going to make me cum again." I wrapped one arm around her shoulders and hugged Lisa to my chest, cradling her face in my other hand, and kissed her quivering lips. "Cum baby." I whispered to her, holding my forehead against hers. "Cum for me, Lisa." I nearly begged her while Elise kept up her oral assault on her pussy. Finally, with a great shudder, Lisa cried out and flooded Elise's mouth with slit cream and whatever was left of my jizz. "Good girl." I congratulated her and kissed her again. After quickly cleaning up, Elise dressed in a hurry and left, promising to bring us replacements for the lunches that were by then cold. Lisa and I on the other hand kept out cloths off, opting to sit skin to skin while we tried to find something on TV. While we ate our replacement burgers on trays graciously brought by our blonde friend, Lisa told me "So I figured tomorrow we could drive down the coast, maybe visit Morocco?" she paused to feed me a french fry, and giggled as I sucked her fingers clean of salt and crumbs. "I know some people there and I'm sure they'd let us spend the night if we stayed too long in bazaar." I kissed her, and told her it sounded like a great idea.