2 comments/ 9068 views/ 8 favorites James and Fiona's Stolen Week in Amsterdam Ch. 01 By: Ficfi Author's note: I have a dirty pen pal who I met on here a while back. This batch of stories was written for our mutual titillation based on things that we have shared that turn one or both of us on - dirty, sexy things we might get up to if we ever met up in Amsterdam for a week of debauched fun. Some of the stories flow one to the next, others are one offs. Hope you enjoy-we did. ***** James strode across the night club towards me with a drink in each hand and a look filled with wicked promises. There were no free tables, but I had found a quiet corner with a ledge where we could set our drinks. I accepted the proffered Manhattan and took a sip, my eyes holding his over the rim of the glass. I ran my tongue over the cherry garnish in a suggestive fashion, a look of dirty devilment in my eyes. A moment later the glass was whipped out of my hand and I found myself pinned against the wall. "I really want to fuck you." I smiled and pressed into him. "I know. But we can't go back to the room until you absolutely need to fuck me." "And is it need or want for you right now?" "I'm pretty needy," I admitted. "How needy?" "I'm so fucking wet and my cunt feels hollow. It's empty and achy. I need a hard, pulsing cock up inside me so bad." James ground his prick, holstered as it was in his trousers, against me. "I think we need to get a table, so I can see for myself how wet and needy you are." He released me and we grabbed our drinks and looked for a table. As luck would have it, a small group of people gathered up their belongings and wandered off vacating a small semicircular booth in a dark corner of the room. We weren't the first ones to reach the table however. A gentleman, who appeared to be in his late fifties, had made it there before us and slid down onto the padded bench. Seeing us approach and then stop, he shifted to the other side of the booth to make room, and then gestured for us to sit. We hesitated. James' hand stayed on my hip as I turned around to face him. "What do you want to do?" he asked, his hand sliding from my hip to my ass where proceeded to blatantly knead my cheeks. "Maybe he'll finish his drink and move on," I suggested. "He's watching me rub your ass with some serious interest. I think maybe he's hoping he'll get a show." I stole a look over my shoulder and met the older man's dark, intent eyes and then watched them deliberately lower to where James' hand was now fisted in the material of my skirt. "Oh yeah," I agreed, "He's got high hopes." "Well, let's either sit down and give the man what he wants, or down these drinks and head back to the room to fuck." I leaned back a little to think. "I want you so bad right now." "Okay." James started to steer me away from the table. "But..." I trailed off and then watched as James stopped and shot me an amused look. "But?" "Anticipation makes me come all the harder. And the thought of putting on a little bit of a show for that man? That's really turning me on." "Then slide into that booth and let's see if we can't give him a flash or two of that gash." I felt James lips near my ear. "But it's my prick that's going to be punishing that cunt later tonight. And there will be no mercy." His words made me a little giddy and left me feeling weak with need. I all but collapsed onto the bench seat and felt James slide in behind me and press up close. I took a sip of my Manhattan to calm my nerves a little and then plucked the cherry from the glass and ran my tongue around it teasing it and tasting it like it was the head of a tiny cock. Judging by his expression, I had piqued the stranger's interest. He offered me a smile and James got a nod before he slowly turned his attention to the dance floor. James pulled me back against him and then settled his hand on my ribs just beneath my right breast. He leaned down and nuzzled my neck and then said, "Alright, let's get those panties off." I was game, but not sure how to go about it. James' hand slid over my belly and hip to settle on my thigh. Then he began to slowly and discreetly gather up skirt material before sliding his hand under it to settle on my upper thigh. Then his hand began to slither higher. I felt a finger brush my panty clad mound. It felt thrilling and pleasurable. I sucked in a breath. "Jesus, you weren't kidding, you really are wet" he said as he slid a finger in from the leg hole to swirl through the centre of my cunt. I moaned and leaned helplessly back against him. "Raise up." I pushed up with my feet to take the weight off my ass and James gripped the gusset and yanked. I put my ass back down and felt him drag the panties down my legs. I lifted my feet to allow them to be tugged off. He threw the sodden scrap of red lace on the bench seat half way between me and the man at the other end. I got a whiff of aroused pussy. I'm not sure if it was the smell of pussy or the movement in his peripheral vision, but I noticed our friend's gaze on the twisted bundle of damp fabric. I saw his head lift slightly and met his steaming, penetrating gaze. "If he looks that turned on just seeing your wet panties, how do you think he'd react to seeing flashes of that cunt as I finger fuck you until you come?" Could I come just from dirty talk and clenching my cunt muscles, I wondered? I was breathing hard and I ground my ass back against James. I didn't know how the stranger would react, but the visual James had put in my brain made my pussy tingle and I involuntarily produced another little gush of juice as my inner muscles clenched particularly tight. James pushed me a little further into the rounded corner of the booth and tucked in behind me. I was putty in his hands and he got me turned to his liking and had me lift my one leg up on to the bench seat. In this position, my legs were splayed, but discreetly draped in skirt. Then his big hand stole under my skirt and slid up my bare thigh to cup my bare, wet mound. His free hand stole around my other side and grasped a hunk of skirt which he slowly raised until I was showing off a lot of thigh. The stranger was very interested in James' actions. And you could tell when he got the odd full cuntal flash by his facial expressions. It turned me on not actually knowing what the stranger could see of my snatch. I leaned back into James and watched the stranger watching me. I put a hand to my throat and then trailed it down the v of my dress front and discreetly passed it over a breast to flick the nipple, greatly enjoying the little extra kick of pleasure that gave me. I gasped a little and bit my lip as James' blunt middle finger slid between my slippery cunt lips. The stranger's eyes darted from my cunt to my eyes and back to my cunt. James' finger trailed through the valley and then wiggled and pressed as he sought to penetrate me. "Spread a little," he encouraged. I did as he asked and then closed my eyes as his finger slid home. "Oh fuck yeah." "I wish I could bend you over this table and replace that finger with my cock." "Fuck it in and out a little," I begged and was grateful to feel him comply. "Oh yeah. Fuck yeah. Just like that." "Would you like that? Would you like it if I fucked you in front of a room full of strangers?" I cried out and closed my eyes, picturing it. I felt the skirt being pulled up and my eyes snapped open to watch my watcher. I knew the stranger, whose head was tilted and whose eyes were glued to my cunt, could see me sitting there with my legs splayed getting finger fucked. "I don't give a damn how you have to contort; I want your thumb on my clit." I felt James' chest rumble a little behind me and thought I heard him calling me a bossy cunt, but he managed, with some effort, to adjust his hand so that his middle finger was penetrating me and his thumb was bumping my clit. Lost in the pleasure of it, my hips began to rotate a little in time with the rhythm James struck up and my lids slid shut again as I enjoyed the sensations that were washing over me. "He's strumming the head of his cock." I opened my eyes and looked over at our booth mate and sure enough the older man's middle finger was moving back and forth over a bump in his trousers. His eyes rose from my crotch to lock with mine. There was what I took to be a pleading look in eyes. James must have seen the same look. "Let's let him have a good view of what he can't have, shall we?" "I don't care what he sees as long as you keep fucking me with that finger." "You're being greedy. Let's show off that cunt a little and then I'll let you come." "Bastard." James withdrew the finger he had been fucking me with and used it and his index finger to pry open my cunt lips to give our new friend the best view possible. I felt dirty, and wanton, and more aroused than I had ever been. The other man shuddered and stopped stroking briefly. It was an incredible turn on knowing that I was fully on display for a complete stranger. "I think he likes what he sees." "I think you'd like to watch him fuck me." "Oh I would. If only this were one of those places." "I'm so turned on. I need to come. Please go back to fucking me with your finger. I'm on fire." Trying to give the stranger the best view possible, James reinserted his finger into my cunt and went back to strumming my clit. "Oh god, that's it. Side to side on the clit. Oh god. Fuck, that's it. Fuck that finger into me. God, I love your fucking finger right now," I said, as I clenched my inner muscles, milking his finger for all I was worth. With my skirt still raised to allow the man a prime view, James kept his penetrating finger in place and quickly stroked to and fro over my clit until I convulsed and came. Then he withdrew his fingers covered in cunt juice and brought them to my lips. I sucked my own juices from his digits as the stranger's eyes darted from my mouth to my exposed cunt and back again. As I came down from my intense orgasm, I observed that our booth mate was in a pretty agitated state. I was betting that the limited stroking he could do through his pants wasn't quite getting the job done and I felt a bit guilty for contributing to such a mighty lump in the man's pants—one that he could not quite attend to. My eyes met his. There was a questioning look in them as they held mine for a long moment and then looked down to his cock and back up to me. James chucked. "You feel like giving the man a helping hand?" "It's only neighbourly, isnt' it?" "Well, you did make him hard." "And would it perhaps turn you on to watch me jack off a stranger in a crowded nightclub?" "What do you think?" I stole my arms around his neck and planted a hot, wet kiss on him wondering if he could taste my pussy from when I licked his fingers clean. Then pulled away and slid farther into the booth towards the stranger. I could feel James easing forward right along with me. The gentleman was back to discretely thrumming the head of his cock through his trousers using his thumb and his index finger. My own hand stole into James' lap behind me and I gently felt around to get the lay of the land. "Easy now." "Where's the head? Guide me." "Down from where you are, that's it." Using my thumb and two fingers I matched the stranger's actions as best I could and enjoyed the sound of James' sharply in drawn breath. His forehead sank down on my shoulder. "I want to fuck you so bad. Hard. Really hard." "Hard and fast." "Ease up a little or you'll make me come." "Isn't that the idea?" "No. The idea is to make him come and then go back to the room to fuck. And fuck. And then fuck some more until you have a hard time walking tomorrow." I shivered and turned back to our new friend. I gestured for him to slide forward on the bench so that his package was discreetly under the table. "Now I can't see anything." "Well, I'll tell you what I'm doing," I said and slid a little closer to the older man. Reaching out, I put a hand on his knee. "You may not be able to see much, but you can direct if you want to," I said. "Touch his cock through his pants." The man uttered a moan that was barely audible in the loud club when my fingers began exploring his cock through his pants. "He's completely hard." "Unzip him." Looking around to see if anyone was observing us, I trailed a finger up the flap and found the zipper and drew it carefully down. "Holy Fuck," I uttered as my hand slid inside and encountered hot, hard flesh. "What?" "No briefs, just cock." "Bastard's prepared." "I'm pulling it out. It's short, but very big around. He's cut. The head is wet with precum. I have to see it," I confessed. I leaned into the back of the booth and tilted my head. It was dim and couldn't see much. I turned to James and said, "Mobile." "What? You want my mobile?" "Yeah. Set it up to take a photo and hand it over." "An under the table hand job pic?" "Hopefully. Maybe. If I have the dexterity." I explored the stranger's cock with my finger tips and then gently grasped the glans in my fist and made twisting action a time or two before sliding my fist over the broad shaft of the man's short, fat cock. Groans and sighs told me that he was enjoying what I was doing. "Here," James said and thrust his mobile at me. I had let go of James' cock when he went for the phone and so I grasped the phone and looked at it to see what I needed to do to snap a picture and then lowered the phone under the tabletop and pointed it in the general vicinity of the man's crotch and snapped a pic. The flash under the table was bright in the dim club and drew the momentary attention of a few other patrons, but they quickly went back to their own business. I drew the camera out and handed it back to James and heard his breath catch his as he looked at the lewd photo which showed my hand gripping the short, fat cock. "Fuck that's hot. Your fist doesn't go all the way around." "I know. It's short, but very fat. And pulsing like crazy." "Are you wondering what it would feel like in your mouth?" "No, I'm wondering what that hard, hot, girth would feel like in my cunt." "I know what it feels like to be in your cunt and I'm dying to slide into the tight, wet channel right now. All these people be damned. Get to work getting him off because I'm going to fuck you and I'm going to fuck you hard." I never tired of hearing that. The stranger's precum had dried up a bit so I pulled my hand off the cock for a second and tried to spit in my palm, but my mouth was rather dry. I looked to James who laughed and spat in my hand. Our friend had looked startled and a little annoyed when I had pulled my hand off his cock, but when he saw what I was about he relaxed. With my hand nice and wet, I applied pressure to the head of the cock and started up a nice firm twist and jack motion until his cock blasted come all over my hand. If it had been James' come, I'd have licked it off, but I wasn't prepared to lick a stranger's come off my hand. I was about to look for a napkin when the man pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and extended it towards me. I did my best to clean up the wet sticky mess and then tucked his sagging cock back in his pants and left him to zip himself up. James thrust my drink glass at me and told me to down it. I replaced the glass on the table and went to grab my discarded panties only to discover they were gone. I looked up to see the stranger tucking them in his breast pocket. He then took my hand in his and kissed my knuckles. I shot him a smile as James drew me from the booth so that we could head back to our room to fuck up a storm. James and Fiona's Stolen Week in Amsterdam Ch. 02 As we exited the club, I reached a hand behind me. It landed on James' belly and I rubbed it in a little circle, enjoying the automatic tightening of the muscles there before sliding my hand lower. "You've got an iron bar in there," I noted, gently working his cock. "You want to find a secluded area and I'll suck you off?" I waited for a response. None came. "James?" "I want to go back to the room and fuck you senseless. It'll be hard. It'll be fast. Then I'm going to come all over you." My breath hitched, my cunt clenched, and inadvertently my fingers tightened on the bulge in James' trousers. "Tell me more," I invited. "There'll be no preamble. You're going to get naked and spread your legs for me and I'm going to pound into your cunt with a big tit gripped tightly in each fist." "Oh my," I thought, and sucked in a breath. "My cock is going to slam into you again and again. Into that cunt you just showed off to that old man like some kind of dirty slut. I doubt you'll come, but I will; I'm going to pull out and blast you with spunk. It's going to be all over your tits. Then I'm going to pull out my phone and take a pic of those big milky tits covered in ropes of cum." "Oh god." "Is your cunt clenching?" "Convulsively." About a block from the hotel, James grabbed my hand and drew me into a small store. We walked to a cooler at the back. I watched in confusion as he grabbed a two litre bottle of water and then went to the front and paid for it. "Are you thirsty?" A secretive smile played around his lips. "No." I waited for him to say something else; he didn't. He tucked the bottle under his arm, grabbed my hand and set off toward the hotel at a brisk pace. His gait being longer than mine, I almost had to jog to keep up. Instead of waiting for the elevator, James led me to the staircase in the lobby and we ran up to the second floor. Outside our room, he pushed me against the door and pressed in close behind me. I felt the scrape of his teeth on my neck. I was aware of the hard ridge of his cock against my lower back. We were both panting hard. Then his lips moved up my neck and towards my ear. "When I open this door, get naked fast and spread yourself wide open on that bed. I want to see that cunt on display." The door had not quite closed and my dress was over my head and tossed on the floor. I didn't bother unhooking my bra, but just pulled it over my head and tossed it aside as well. I was about to toe my way out of my shoes when James told me to leave them on. Wearing nothing but strappy heels, I stepped into the bathroom to snag a towel. James said nothing as I rolled it up like a big sausage and took it with me as I crawled onto the bed and then flipped over onto my back. I took a moment to place the towel under my hips to keep them tipped up so that James could drive in really deep. Then pulled my legs up, the heels giving me traction on the cover, and spread my legs as wide as they would go. James stood at the foot of the bed and observed me. "Wider." I made a strangled sound, but slid a hand under each knee to force my legs to spread a little more. James continued to stand at the foot of the bed for what felt like ages, just looking down at my body spread wide and on display for him. The muscles in my legs were starting to burn a little and the air felt cool on my wet, splayed cunt. My clit tingled, my cunt clenched, and still he continued to stand there penetrating me with his gaze. It felt odd to be naked and on display while James stood fully clothed, saying nothing, doing nothing. Finally he shifted to set the water bottle on the bedside table and once again I wondered what the hell we needed a big bottle of water for. My eyes went back to James. The bastard was taking his time in getting naked. Off came his jacket; it was neatly folded over the back of a chair. What the fuck? I threw my dress on the floor and wasted no time in laying myself out for the pounding he wanted to give me and he was ensuring his jacket didn't get creased? I took a deep breath, wiggled my legs a little to ease the burn in the muscles and thought about reaching in to flick my clit a few times. His eyes found mine; as if he could sense what I was thinking he gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head and held my gaze as he continued to strip very slowly and very deliberately. I was no longer thinking about my clit, instead I decided to enjoy the strip show and the look in his eyes that was filled with dirty promises. It was stimulating as hell to be lying there spread wide and vulnerable, waiting, wondering. Finally he was naked. My eyes went to that rock hard cock; it bobbed. I sucked in a little breath and anticipated how good it would feel, hot and hard, punching into my core so deeply that the crown slammed against my cervix. James came to the edge of the bed and I expected him to get on. Instead, he grabbed a big hunk of the bedcover in each hand and yanked. I yelped as I took a ride from the middle of the bed to near the bottom. Then he gripped my legs and shoved them higher and wider. Since he was now taking part of the weight, I felt the relief in my leg muscles that had been protesting. The head of his cock slid up and down my exposed snatch and then came to rest at the base. "Feed it in." Lifting my shoulders up off the bed, I reached a hand between my splayed legs and used two fingers to pull back a flap of skin and direct the head of his cock right to my vaginal opening. Sensing the way was clear, James gave a powerful forward thrust and that hot, throbbing, rock hard cock drove fully into me. With a moan, I fell back against the mattress and ground my hips in a little side to side and then circular fashion. I felt James pressed against my ass and thighs. He stayed put for a moment and then levered himself over me and began to saw that big cock of his in and out of my cunt. Unconsciously, I squeezed my pelvic floor muscles. "Yes. More. Squeeze like you're trying to fight against me fucking in." I did as he asked. His hips were pistoning that cock into and out of me and I grabbed my tits, pinched my nipples and bore down. "Oh fuck yeah." Groaning from the effort it took, I concentrated and gave those muscles everything I had, making my cunt as tight a sheath as I could for his pounding prick. I was starting to feel a tingle in my toes; another minute of that intense pounding and I was going to have a screaming, gushing, monster of an orgasm. But that was not to be, for just then James pulled out with a roar and began rapidly stroking his cock. I levered my shoulders off the mattress and pushed my tits together. A moment later, he directed the jets that streamed from the tip to land on my rib cage and tits. And sure enough, he managed to land a blob of cum square on one of my nipples. Laughing and enjoying a release of muscle tension if not that of an orgasm, I dropped my tits and fell back on the mattress, my hands coming to comb through my hair before settling over my face. I felt the bed jostle and bounce and figured James was climbing on to lie next to me. I felt his weight on the mattress distributed on both sides of my body, but I wasn't really paying attention. Until, that is, I felt a hot wet stream on my belly. My eyes flew open and I sprung up a bit. James was standing on the mattress, legs splayed, one on either side of me. His cock was in his hand and he was directing a stream of piss at a blob of cum on my belly, trying to chase it from my skin. "Hold those tits together and I'll clean them too." It was dirty. It was messy. It was...fuck, it actually felt kind of good. I pushed the globes together and watched as he pissed the cum off one tit and then the other. I groaned as the stream hit my nipple, washing the cummy residue from the taut and very red rosette. When he was finished pissing, he continued to stand over me, staring down at me as he gently stroked his cock. Maybe it shouldn't have been, but it was fucking hot lying there with him standing over me. I ran my hands over my wet tits and fell back against the mattress again. "You made me wait with my fucking cunt on display, then you pounded the hell out of my pussy, splattered me with the biggest fucking load of ejaculate I have seen in a long time, and then pissed it all away. Now please...please, please, please! Make me come." He continued to stand over me gazing down, still stroking. "I need two of your fingers going side to side really fast on my clit." He stood over me for another long moment. I thought he wasn't going to do as I asked, so I started to do it myself, but he lowered himself, brushed my hand away and strummed my clit just as I liked it. I pinched my nipples, hard, and then put a hand to my throat and let loose with a hell of a scream as I came, my hips bucking up off the bed and convulsing in time with the quakes going through my whole cunt. "Good?" "Fucking amazing." James grabbed the rolled up towel that had fallen to the side at some point during that wild fuck and used it to dry my tits and belly. I giggled. "What?" "This bed is a helluva mess. And I'm not sleeping in the wet spot." "Neither am I. Now, you'd better get off of there and go take a shower." I let him pull me off the wet spread. "Another shower you mean. To wash off the golden one you gave me." I started towards the bathroom and then called over my shoulder, "Are you showering with me?" "No, I'm calling housekeeping." "And telling them what? That the bed is a mess because you pissed a mountain of cum off my tits?" I asked incredulously and then watched James grab the water bottle from the nightstand. He cracked the top and poured water over the spread. "Nope, I'm going to tell them that we knocked a really big bottle of water over." James and Fiona's Stolen Week in Amsterdam Ch. 03 I was out of the shower smoothing scented lotion over my arms, tits, and belly when I faintly heard a knock on the hotel room door. A moment later I heard voices and knew that someone from housekeeping had arrived. I grabbed one of the complimentary robes and loosely tied it around me. When I emerged from the bathroom, the first thing I noted was the scent of sex that hung in the air. James was across the room standing bare chested by the window surreptitiously watching the maid. I noted some life in his pants and turned to see who was giving him a rise. As I looked in her direction, I caught the young maid hungrily eying James' bare chest as she pulled the cases from the pillows. Hmm. Interesting. Our eyes met as I turned towards her. Having been caught admiring James' chest, the young woman's face flushed with embarrassment and she hurriedly moved to the cart by the door to dispense with the old bed linens and grab fresh ones. As she came back towards the bed, I studied her carefully deciding she looked to be from the Mediterranean, Greece maybe. She had lovely olive skin, thick dark hair pulled back into an elegant braid, stunning eyes, and a rather statuesque form. It did not take a rocket scientist to see what was causing the blood to rush to James' cock. I caught the young woman's eyes and smiled. "Hi." "Hello." "You're gorgeous," I said and then watched her comely face suffuse with colour again. I chuckled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you, but you really are stunning. Are you Greek?" "Yes." She laid the sheets on a chair beside the bed and then straightened. "What part of Greece do you come from?" "Corfu." I nodded and stepped forward to extend my hand. "I'm Fiona, by the way, and the half-naked man by the window is James." After mentioning James' state of undress, I noted that her eyes returned to him to rake across his chest before she turned back to me. "I—my name is Ariadne" she said quietly offering her hand in return. I clasped her hand in mine and then ran my thumb across her knuckles and the back of her hand. "Oh my, your skin is so soft." Our eyes met and held a moment before I released her hand and she stepped back to grab a fitted sheet which she shook over the mattress. As she bent to sort the cover, my eyes were drawn to her shapely ass. After a moment, my eyes sought out James. Standing on the other side of the room from us, he was clearly afforded a view of this young goddesses' cleavage as she was nearly doubled over in her efforts to secure the mattress cover. That his cock was even more on the rise told me that he definitely liked what he was seeing and that he was probably thinking exactly what I was - that it would be nice to see his big cock drilling every hole this lovely young woman had. I cleared my throat which drew James' gaze my way. My eyes twinkling, my lips twitching, I shot him a wink and stepped forward to help Ariadne when a corner of the fitted sheet popped free as she tugged the opposite corner in place. At this point we were both bent forward facing one another and I took a look at the view that James must have just had of deep cleavage. Then I sucked in a breath. Was that a bit of dark areola I was seeing on her left tit? If so, I imagined her nipples had to be large as well. Suddenly, I realized I was staring and lifted my eyes to find Ariadne watching me blatantly eying her tits. Her breathing was shallow and her pupils dilated and I was thrilled that it seemed that she was as turned on as I was. For a moment, I visualized pressing her naked form back on the bed and lying over her rubbing my pale tits into her dark ones. We both remained bent over opposite corners of the mattress. After a long moment of holding my gaze, Ariadne's eyes dropped to my own chest. I glanced down. The robe was open and my tits were swinging pendulously and more on display than hers were in her tidy white blouse - which I was itching to strip off of her. I wanted to see this woman naked. Judging by the effect she was having on James' cock while she was fully dressed, I was pretty sure he would have no objections whatsoever if I were to coax her out of her clothes. Slowly we both straightened up; our eyes once again met and held. "Are you off shift soon?" I asked quietly. Her look was thoughtful, but she said nothing. "We'd love to offer you a glass of wine and talk about Corfu. Wouldn't we James?" I asked and held out a hand indicating I hoped he would come and join the conversation. As he walked over, I stepped in behind him and curled one around to rest my palm on his belly while my other one reached up to palm one of his pecs and then draw a little circle around one of his manly nipples. Ariadne's gaze shifted from my upper hand to my lower one, which I slowly slid down to toy with the waist of his trousers before dipping below a little - not enough to touch his cock, but just enough to draw Araidne's attention to it and the fact that he was blatantly aroused. "I'm off shift now, actually," Ariadne admitted quietly as she continued to stare at James' bulge for a moment before once again finding my gaze. "I came up here on my way home as a favour to my supervisor." "Wonderful. Can I get you some wine?" "I should go." "Should you? And why is that?" Ariadne was clearly aroused, but appeared conflicted. I stepped out from behind James and decided to try a bold move, hoping against hope that it wouldn't backfire. I had not kissed another woman since a drunken bet years ago, but I didn't let that stop me as I walked over to her, put a hand on each cheek and directed my lips to hers. My tongue darted in to touch the tip of hers and then I slanted my head the other way and took the kiss to a higher, sexier level. Both of us breathing heavily, I drew back and then slowly and deliberately palmed first one and then the other of her breasts, squeezing gently and trying to stimulate and locate her nipples beneath the fabric of her blouse and bra. Ariadne's eyes closed and she moaned as I found a stiffening nipple and pinched. "We want you to stay. I think you want that too. Do you, Ariadne? Do you want to stay?" When she hesitated, I continued. "Let's be honest. I want to get my hands and lips on these beauties of yours." I leaned back in and then hesitated, my lips almost touching hers. I was pleased when she groaned and leaned forward, bringing her lips in contact with mine. We shared another hot kiss. I reached behind me and grabbed James' hand and drew him towards us. Then I switched and gave him a hot kiss before shifting to kiss Ariadne again then I pulled back and James swooped to take Ariadne's lips. By the time he drew away, I had dropped the robe and was standing nude, fingering my nipples. Noticing this, Ariadne gasped. I released my own breasts and stepped forward to slowly and carefully unbutton her blouse. "I need to see your breasts, Ariadne. I want to touch them. I want to suck them. Will you let me do that?" At her silent nod, I drew her blouse off and then stopped to admire her gorgeous big tits encased in a pretty pink bra. James stepped in behind Ariadne and took care of the hooks at the back and then I drew the garment away and tossed aside. My cunt gushed as I saw her bare breasts standing firm and high on her chest with erect nipples centred on large, puffy areolae of a very dark shade. I groaned. "Oh Ariadne, baby, those are fucking hot." I steered her backwards towards the bed and pushed her gently so that she fell down upon the mattress. She scooted back a little from the edge and looked from me to James and back again. Grabbing James' hand to draw him up onto the bed with me, I crawled up, slid a hand up her neck to give her a gentle, soulful kiss before lowering my head to take a puffy nipple into my mouth to suck and rake gently with my teeth. I felt James' weight shift on the mattress and the sounds I heard told me he had taken over kissing Ariadne. Pulling my head away from her gorgeous big tit, I grabbed a nipple in each hand and began rolling them between my fingers and then pinching gently which made her groan into James' mouth. "You like that, don't you? Is it making you wet little goddess? Is that pretty little pussy of yours getting wet? I'll find out shall I?" I undid the fastening on her skirt and slid my fingers beneath the band of her panties and drew them both down a little and told her to lift up, which she did and I was able to draw the garments over her hips and down her legs admiring her well-groomed snatch with its little thatch of hair and everything else left bare. Then I slid off her simple black sandals and pushed her legs apart. "It really is a pretty pussy, James. And it's sopping wet." He lifted his head and trailed his eyes down her gorgeous body. "Has a woman ever licked this pussy, Ariadne?" I asked. Shyly, she nodded. I gently pried open the lips of her cunt and slid a finger along her slit and then wiggled it up deep inside her wet inner chamber. "And you've had your share of hard cocks up in here, haven't you baby?" Again she nodded. I removed my finger; it was covered in her juices. I licked it clean and then leaned forward to slide the digit into her mouth. Without hesitation she sucked my finger. I pulled it out and leaned in to suck her tongue. "And what about here? Has this pretty mouth taken a cock?" I asked against her lips and felt her nod. "I thought so. Now, let's see that ass." With James' help, I spread and raised her legs. Together we admired her shapely, plump ass. I touched my finger to her rosebud and she let out a sexy moan. "And here, Ariadne? Has a man put his cock up in here?" She said nothing, but she closed her eyes and ground her ass against my finger. I leaned forward and thoroughly tongued the area enjoying the little shriek she gave as the raspy surface made contact with the highly sensitive skin. I let her legs down and crawled back up to maul her tits and suck and tweak those amazing puffy nipples. Then I straddled her chest and lowered my own tits toward her mouth. She hungrily took a nipple in her mouth to such and chew. I let out a moan as the pleasure shot straight to my cunt. We locked eyes as she sucked one nipple and then the other as I ground my cunt in little circles against her large, firm breasts. "You just like sex, don't you baby?" Her dark eyes were half lidded and bespoke of her state of intense arousal. "I think you're a dirty little Greek goddess who likes taking cock anywhere she can. Tell me I'm wrong, Ariadne, tell me you don't love taking a big fat cock anywhere you can?" She didn't tell me that. She writhed a little and her eyes were imploring as she said, "Touch me." I laughed. "Oh, we're going to touch you alright. First, I'm going to eat that pretty pussy of yours while James sucks your tits. Would you like that? Do you want my lips and my tongue on that pretty little cunt while James watches and his big fat cock gets harder as he thinks about how hot we are and how much he is looking forward to fucking you and fucking you and fucking you again?" Every time I said the word "fucking" I felt her body shiver beneath me. Her excited groan indicated that she was definitely on board with my plan. Lining myself up between her legs, I licked the outside of her vulva with big, flat-tongued laps. Then I drew apart the lips of her cunt and leaned in to run my tongue down one side of her cunt flesh and up the other side before I flicked my tongue at the base and found the opening and thrust the raspy little muscle in as far as it would go. Her hips raised to meet the insertion and the movement had my face pressed right into her pussy. I kind of liked it. I pulled my tongue out and fucked it back in again then flicked it around the base of her pussy and reached down to give her rosebud a slash of my tongue before trailing my tongue through her wet cunt flesh up to the clitoral area. Her hips lifted as if she was trying to encourage me to touch her clit. I laughed. "Anxious are we? Does our dirty little goddess need some attention given to her clit?" "Oh, Theos, suck it, flick it, make me come." I took a moment to watch James avidly sucking one of Ariadne's gorgeous tits. He chewed the nipple gently and I felt her hips bob. His eyes met mine. We eye fucked for a moment and then I lowered my head and ran my tongue in circles around Ariadne's clitoris. Her hips bucked and circled as if she was trying to force contact between my tongue and her clit. After teasing her for another moment, I took her whole clit into my mouth and sucked it. She moaned and quivered. After a moment I went back to circling her clit again and then parted the lips even farther and began to tongue-flick her clit rapidly. Crossing my index and middle fingers, I gently inserted them and used them to fuck into Ariadne in a twisting fashion and then went back to alternating between sucking on and tongue-flicking Ariadne's clit. It was not long before I felt some jerks and quivers and she pushed her hips up towards me. I kept flicking her clit and finger fucking her until she bucked and pulled her hips away from my mouth to lie back against the mattress. She continued to experience little convulsions for several moments. I waited for her to settle and then slowly withdrew my fingers from her cunt and licked them. Her juice tasted different from my own. Less tart maybe? I decided to have another taste and gently ran my tongue back into Ariadne's cunt and probed her opening. I pulled away and met James' glittering eyes. I leaned towards him and felt his tongue run across my chin and over my lips cleaning up Ariadne's cunt juice. "You're wearing too many clothes," I pointed out. Laughing, James swatted my ass and got up, but I stopped him before he could strip off his trousers. "Wait. I think our little love slave here should do that for you. Don't you Ariadne? Go over there and get those pants off him and then sink to your knees in front of him because I want to see that fat cock of his fucking your mouth." I gave her a little push and was pleased to see her go to James and undo his trousers and draw them down and off of his body. Then she sank to the floor and looked up at him. "Suck it." I spread my legs and flicked my clit as I watched this Grecian beauty grasp the stalk of James' cock and take the crown between her lips. James' hands came to rest on Ariadne's head as she worked her tongue around the glans and down the shaft to lap gently at his balls before coming back up to engulf the head again to suck while she slowly jacked the lower shaft. James' hands moved from the back of her head to the sides. "Grab on, Ariadne, you're about to get your face fucked," I warned. Ariadne gripped James' thighs and he gripped the sides of her head and began thrusting his hips and pulling her head forward at the same time. As his cock drove in and out of her, Ariadne groaned and gargled and drool began dripping from her cupid's bow lips. I moved up to sit against the headboard and gently played with myself as I wanted the action. Suddenly James took his cock from Ariadne's mouth and told her to get on the bed on her hands and knees. "Eat Fi's cunt. Make her come." I happily spread my legs and enjoyed Ariadne's tentative tongue swipes along the valley of my cunt while watching James getting set to fuck her from behind. I enjoyed watching his face as he slowly sank his fat cock into the tight pussy of our Grecian fuck toy. He grasped her hips and fucked her mightily. The bed rocked and the thrusts sent Ariadne's face and tongue deeply into me. She did her best to finger my clit while the tongue fucked me. It was arousing as all hell and it did not take long for me to come all over Ariadne's face and fingers. She pulled her tongue out to lap my cunt lips. I was still coming down from my orgasm when James quickly pulled out of Ariadne and stepped off the bed, drawing her with him. "Kneel. I'm going to fuck that face some more." Ariadne did as James bade and fell to the floor. She opened her mouth and he inserted his cock again and once again drove it into her slack mouth. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the noises Ariadne was making as James' big cock hit the back of her throat time and time again. He wasn't silent either and I was equally enjoying the manly grunts and "ahs." Soon Ariadne was leaned over a low backed arm chair over by the window, and James' big cock was back in her cunt. I glanced over, noting the open curtains and turned the bedside light on so that anyone looking into the room from either the street below or from a higher vantage point might see the action. Then I walked over to stand naked in front of the window to look out and just see if anyone was out and about to watch. Sure enough, a man, looking to be a tourist, stood on the street corner staring up in our direction. He seemed to say something to someone and then there were two men watching James fuck Ariadne and fuck her hard. "We have an audience" I announced. Ariadne's eyes opened and she tried to look, but James held her in place. His pace picked up and his face looked very serious. I was pretty sure he was about to come. Sure enough a moment later he pulled his big cock from Ariadne and jacked it furiously a few times before spewing jets of come on Ariadne's fine, olive skinned ass. I sank to my knees and drew James' cock into my mouth to clean it up. After a moment he pulled out of my mouth and went to the bed to sit for a spell. Ariadne had stayed bent over the chair. I'm guessing she had come at some point and was still recovering from that brisk pounding her pussy had taken. I looked out and noted that our audience of two was still there. With a little wave at them, I swung the chair that Ariadne was still draped over around so that her ass faced the window and then I set about licking James' come from her delicate skin. When I was done, I encouraged her to sit in the chair and spread her legs. I sank back to the floor to gently tongue her cunt. She moaned and I knew that if I gave it some effort I could make her come again, but the poor woman appeared to be exhausted, so I drew her over to the big bed and settled her between James and myself and decided maybe we had better take a nap. I woke up some time later to find James sitting up against the headboard gently stroking his cock. "You're hard again," I said, noting the obvious. "I want that ass of hers." I rose and went to the bathroom and came back with a couple of condoms and a bottle of water-based lube. I set one condom next to James and then popped the other packet open and inserted my middle finger in the well and rolled it down. Grabbing the bottle of lube, I gently woke Ariadne up with a kiss and told her to roll over on her stomach. "Why?" "Because I'm going to open your ass up a bit so that you can take that big prick without it hurting too much. You want it don't you? You want that big cock up your ass, don't you baby?" Ariadne said nothing, but she rolled over, spread her legs, and raised her ass. That certainly did not say no. I coated my condom-sheathed finger in lube and then dribbled some on her ass crack. Ariadne hissed as the cold liquid hit her hot flesh. I gently inserted my finger into the tight opening using a corkscrew motion; once I gained entrance, I fucked the finger in and out. Then I pulled my finger out and slid my index finger into the condom as well and applied more lube. Without much trouble, I slithered the two fingers into Ariadne's anal passage and once again set up a slow and gentle fucking motion. The sounds she was making clearly indicated how much Ariadne liked what I was doing. She was taking my fingers and liking, but James' cock was another matter. She need to be opened a little more, so I started to curve my fingers and pull at the opening to widen it. Ariadne hissed a time or two, but soon the muscle was quite relaxed and the opening stretched sufficiently to let James' rammer enter without too much difficulty or pain. I squirted some more lube into her ass and worked it around. James and Fiona's Stolen Week in Amsterdam Ch. 03 "She ready?" "All opened up." James flipped Ariadne over on to her back and then pulled her legs up and pushed her knees back towards her shoulders. She grasped his lower legs as he squatted down and pushed his big cock head against her anal opening. I gasped as I watched the glans press and slowly sink a scant inch into her ass before she moaned and he halted. I reached in and played with her clit and tweaked her nipples and Ariadne seemed to relax. Sensing this, James pushed in the rest of the way very slowly, but very steadily. "That is so fucking hot" I whispered. "So tight. So hot." I moaned, I couldn't help myself. It was extremely arousing to watch James squatting up and down which drove his big cock deeply into and out of Ariadne's ass over and over again. After several minutes of steady anal fucking, James pulled out of Ariadne's ass and told her to flip over and lie flat. He sank down to straddle her hips and positioned himself back at her anal entrance and pushed in. This time she took him with no problem and he picked up a thrust and bump rhythm that had Ariadne moving her hips in little sideways motions. "Clit." I chuckled at Ariadne's brief request and wormed my hand under her body to feel around for her cunt and to find her slippery clit. It was tricky and I didn't have much maneuvering room, but I was able to get my middle finger to move back and forth to pleasure her clit. It only took a minute or two of stroking to send her over the edge. She screamed and quivered. "Oh fuck yeah." I assumed that meant that James was enjoying some additional squeezing on his cock. His pace picked up at that point and he began slamming his cock into Ariadne's ass and then bucked and moaned, his thrusts slowing before he pulled out and tumbled to his back on the bed next to Ariadne. Tissues in hand, I took care of wiping Ariadne's ass and removing the condom from James' cock as the other two seemed too exhausted to move. When I returned from the bathroom, Ariadne had moved to the far edge of the bed and had fallen asleep. James was flat on his back on the other side of the bed. I crawled up from the bottom and settled in next to James. Ariadne sensed me and tucked in against my back. "That was amazing." "Yeah, it looked like you enjoyed yourself." Nearly asleep, James asked, "Thoughts for what we do tomorrow?" "Yeah, I have some thoughts." "You planning to share them with me?" "Oh, eventually." James and Fiona's Stolen Week in Amsterdam Ch. 04 Author's note: This story does not continue from the previous one - it's just a short one-off story. Although...I might take the two forfeits part somewhere in future. ***** I woke to the feel of a raspy face nuzzling the side of my head and a voice in my ear. "I need to fuck that ass again." Sleepily, contentedly, wickedly willing, I raised my ass and wiggled it slightly and got several firm spanks to different parts of my ass cheeks. "I have something just a little different in mind," James informed me. I flipped over on my back and eyed him with interest. "Different how?" I asked. "This isn't 20 questions. You'll like it, but I'm not spoiling it, so get that ass out bed and follow me into the bathroom." I watched James' pendant cock swinging as he turned and strode towards the bathroom. I stretched for a moment and indulged in a wicked grin and wondered just what little gift I would receive. When I arrived in the bathroom, I found James placing one of the hotel's ample supply of thick towels in the bottom of the large soaker tub. I stood in the doorway watching him move, more than just a little turned on already before the fun had even begun. James walked over and offered me an absolutely carnal kiss and then pulled back just a little to stare straight into my eyes before quietly asking, "Where's the lube?" Feeling a little mushy, it took me a second to think. "In that little bag," I said weakly gesturing. James leaned down to nuzzle my breasts and suck a pink rosebud nipple into his mouth to suck and bite a little. "Oh god, that's so good," I moaned, my eyes tightly closed, lip gripped in my teeth. I ran my fingers lightly through his hair, not trying to hold or direct his head, just unable to keep from touching the part of him that was giving me pleasure. When James pulled back, my body involuntarily tried to follow his for a second. My eyes opened slowly; I knew my lust and desire would be clearly visible for him to see. And judging by the smolder, see it he did. I watched him grab the lube. Gesturing towards the broad, marbled covered stairs for the raised soaker tub, he told me to turn around, bend over, and show him that ass. Without a moment's consideration, I did just that. I gasped a little when I felt a tongue on my ass, just flickering and teasing the rosebud. Then I felt the blunt pressure of a finger pushing to gain entrance. I relaxed and let him corkscrew his finger a short way into my anal cavity before it was pulled away. I made a little pouty sound at the loss of the good feeling back there and got a slap on my ass for it. Then I felt a finger again, a very wet finger entering my rear chamber once again, then a second. Those wet fingers pulled this way and that on my anal opening, widening it up a bit for the cock that was to come. "Now, get on your knees in that tub," James instructed. I did as he asked and settled myself down on the towel, turned on just a little bit more by his consideration for my knees, which bear the brunt of a hard fucking from behind. I heard what I assumed was a condom package being opened and then felt James behind me. Anal sex is dirty and disease is too much of a risk, but I sure wished I could feel his cum spraying my insides when he came. Imagining it would have to do, I acknowledged wistfully. I assisted as he adjusted my legs and ass to just the right height and then waited in anticipation for that big cock to impale me from behind. Lube helped, getting stretched a little helped, but it still hurt just a little when something large first pushed past that muscled opening. But it hurt so good and lasted no time at all before it felt fucking amazing to have my ass filled with hot, hard cock. I breathed out as he pushed in and made like I was voiding and he slid in with relative ease. I must have made a little hiss or he just knew to give me a second before pushing forward. After a moment, the little hit of pain dissipated and I wiggled my ass - offering him a clear signal to proceed utterly without caution. A large hand on either of my hips, James pulled me back and thrust forward at the same time, fully impaling me on that big, uncut cock. A cry of ecstasy ripped from my throat. "So good," I muttered, "You feel so fucking good in my ass, James." Then the ass fucking began in earnest. James pulled almost all the way out of my ass, leaving just the crown buried within me before slamming back all the way until his balls slapped against me. On the next outward stroke, I tightly gripped his cock using the strong muscles in my ass. "Fuck. Oh Fi, that feels awesome," he ground out and this time, it was his turn to let out a moan. His rhythm increased. I met him stroke for stroke, giving him little squeezes and rotating my hips just a little to create additional friction. I was getting well and truly worked up when I felt James pull his cock right out of my ass. I made incoherent noises that made my acutely frustrated displeasure well understood. I expected a slap on my ass, but I got a kiss and a caress. "I know what I'm about here," James assured me. "Just let me do this." I sighed and wiggled. "If you don't put that cock back in my ass this second," I warned him petulantly, "I'm going to walk out of this room and find the first man and I have no doubt he will fuck my ass for me." James chuckled and then gave me a good couple of slaps. "No you won't. Nice visual though. But you want this cock." On the word 'this,' the cock in question drove back into my ass, pushing right through that muscle and slamming all the way in. "Oh fuck James. Yeah. Do that again! Do that again!" Once again, he pulled right out of my ass. I got another slap and another chuckle and was told that I owed him a forfeit for not trusting him. "Do you agree?" he asked, a challenge in his voice. "This cock is not going back in there unless you agree." I was grinding my ass in circles and working my clit over with my fingers. "Oh fuck, James. I agree, I fucking well agree. Just get that cock back in my ass!" Apparently satisfied, he did as I demanded. "Fuck that ass is tight," he said gruffly behind me. "So tight. Yeah, just like that. Milk it Fi, milk my cock. Fuck that is so fucking good." The dirty talk took over and the pounding continued. One or the other of us instituted little rhythm changes here and there just to keep it interesting. My ass felt amazing. My clit was tingling like crazy as those long-extending clitoral nerve endings surrounding my pussy and ass were all feeling alive and just about ready to give me a screaming good orgasm. "Fuck, I'm close," I told him. "Fuckity fuck, that feels so good. I love that cock. I really do. I love it up my ass. Fuck James you do it so good" and felt his hips begin to piston into me. The increased friction did it for me and I felt the pleasure rip through my being and I let loose with an ecstatic cry, my muscles both in my ass and in my cunt clenching spasmodically. I heard James grunt and offer a slightly keening moan and knew he had cum just after me. I wished again that I could feel his cum, wondering exactly how that might feel in my bowels. Then I felt him pull out and whimpered a little, I was still coming down and I wanted that cock to remain in my ass for just a little longer. "Trust me. And spread that ass wide and keep it spread. Your hole is still open, Fi, open and ready. Ready for what, I wondered vaguely. A moment later I felt the tip of his cock pressing against the hole and then felt hot liquid spraying into my anal chamber. With the barest touch to my clit I roared and came again while trying to hold his hot wet piss up my ass as long as I could. When I could no longer keep it in, I flipped over and plunked my ass on the towel and sank weakly back against the tub wall. James had done the same at the other end of the tub. "You pissed up my ass." "I did at that." "Felt awesome." "I'm glad." I used my red tipped toes to stroke the hair on his leg. "Fuck that was so good, I'll give you two forfeits."