6 comments/ 69350 views/ 11 favorites An Italian Holiday By: topcattopone Greta Larsson a 27 year old Swede stretched back on the lounger. "I'm bored." She said, "You won't let me help you and there's nothing else to do!" she complained. She had arrived at the villa in southern Italy three days before, to meet up with her 24 year old English boyfriend, who was doing some renovation work on his family's holiday home. David Jones, looked up from the wall he was building and sighed. "Look." He said finally, "you know you can't help with this bit, it will be seen and I'm not having my family looking at wonky brickwork and thinking I've built it." He stood up straightening his back, brushing dust off his denim shorts, his only apparent garment. "Why don't you put on one of your skimpy dresses and walk up to the village and tease the old men sitting outside the bar?" "What if I find a dishy young man up there?" Greta asked with an innocent look on her face. "Should I tease him too?" "Greta, tease who the bloody hell you like!" David exploded, "This will take me about another couple of hours, then I'll come up and join you for a drink. OK?" He bent over his work as Greta headed into the villa. "See you later then!" Great called out a while later. David looked up. Greta was wearing a blue polka dot dress which came to just below her knees. "And just so as you know what you're missing...." She raised the skirt of her dress to show that she was naked under it. "Bye!" she called as she skipped out into the lane to the village. David grinned to himself as he carried on with his work. David finished the wall, cleaned his tools and set off up the lane towards the village. He found a group of older village men sitting in the shade under the tree which stood outside the bar. Greta was sitting amongst them with her back to the village square. He nodded to the men, "Buon pommerigio." They nodded and returned his greeting. Was it his imagination, or did they have somewhat guilty looks about them? Greta's dress was pulled halfway up her thighs, but apart from a goodly proportion of her legs being on show he noticed nothing else. He went into the dark bar and ordered a beer. The Signora banged his glass down on the bar with some vigour and looked daggers at him. Puzzled, David walked outside. Up to that point, he had not taken too much notice of Greta's dress. Now he noticed the sundress had slits from each armpit to the waist and these slits were held together at the top by ties. The shoulder straps of the dress were of shoelace proportions, one of which was perilously close to slipping off her shoulder. The front of the dress was laced from the neckline to the waist. At least that was the design, the way she was wearing the dress meant that the lacing at the front had come undone revealing the soft mounds of her breasts to the old men in front of her. This effect was enhanced by the way she was leaning forward. As Dave stood opposite her, he could see almost her entire breast. The old men were mesmerised. Greta's torso shook with laughter as she held a lively conversation in fluent Italian. David stood watching and listening, understanding only half of what was being said but he became fascinated by the strap of her dress. As she moved, it did not seem possible that it could cling to the slope of her shoulder any longer, it seemed to be defying the law of gravity, until very slowly it began to slide inexorably on to the top of her arm. Inevitably it slid down her upper arm almost to her elbow, exposing as it did so more and more of her left breast. Greta seemed not to notice how much she was showing, so engaged was she in her conversation with the old men. A dark areola came into view followed almost immediately by a pink nipple, which David was amused to notice was fully erect. So, David thought, she was clearly aware of her state of dress and not, it appeared about to do anything about it any time soon. "OK," he thought to himself, "if she wants to play, let's play!" He walked round the seated group and stood behind her. He placed his hands gently on her shoulders and bent down to kiss the top of her head. She looked round and up at him, smiled and ran her right hand down his cheek. She then carried on her conversation. Her movement gave David the ideal opportunity to slide the other strap of her dress towards her right shoulder. He then picked up his drink and resumed his old position near the door of the bar, whereupon he struck up a conversation of his own in his halting Italian with someone he knew. They both however were concentrating more on the progress of Greta's second strap down her other arm. Soon it was on it's way, Greta seemingly oblivious to what was happening. The strap dropped quite suddenly in the end and the top of her dress fell away exposing both breasts in their glory. For a few seconds, she even ignored that until in reaching for her drink, she "noticed" what had happened. "Oops!" she exclaimed and pulled both straps up to her shoulders, but not, David and everyone else noted into a fully safe position. She crossed her legs which had the effect of hitching the hem of her dress even further up her thighs. She clearly hadn't finished her bit of fun yet! She reached forward to pick up her drink, almost immediately her left shoulder strap slipped off her shoulder halfway down to her elbow, once again revealing almost all of her breast. There was a call from the door of the bar and everyone looked round. This involved Greta twisting round in her seat, pulling the hem up right to her crotch. It didn't fall back much when she turned back again, so now one leg was exposed almost to her hip. She looked at David and asked him "like what you see?" in English. He smiled and said "is there more? "Of course!" Greta replied and pull up her skirt on the other side, her peachy thighs now fully exposed. "enough?" she asked. David put out his hand palm down and rocked it from side to side, grinning as he did so. "Take me out tonight and I'll do what you like." "Julie will be here tonight" He protested. "it's tonight or never!" she said somewhat sharpishly. Then, "She can come too!" Julie arrived in time for dinner, Greta had cooked, and thoroughly sated, the three of them relaxed. Then David left the room. "David wants to take us out tonight." Greta told Julie. "Really?" Julie asked, "Where to?" "Somewhere dark and dingy, so he can try to undress me in a public place." "Really?" Julie asked again, laughing. "I'd like to see him try!" "Oh! He'll try alright, but I might make it difficult for him. Are you up for it?" "Up for what? Watching him undress you or letting him undress me?" "Both!" "Now look here!" Julie exclaimed. "First of all nobody is going to undress me in public especially not my brother!" "I heard you were close – er... like very close?" Julie blushed. "OK we may have fooled around a bit when we were younger, but it always stayed at home." "Like the time your parents were away for the weekend and you both spent the whole time naked?" Julie looked shocked. "He told you about that? Yeah well it was a hot weekend...." "In more ways than one!" Greta hooted. "Like I said," Julie said calmly, "It was hot weather and we were both in the mood for a bit of fun." "Like sleeping together." Julie blushed again, "I'll kill him for telling you all this! We did share a bed and fooled around with each other's bodies a bit, but we did not fuck!" "You would have liked to though." "At the time, yes, but we didn't!" "Did you suck him off?" "Aaahhmmm," Julie sighed, "He has probably told that I did! And that he licked me out!" "Was he any good?" Greta asked her. "I guess you've probably found out for yourself by now." Julie then admitted, "Yes he was very good, just about the best." Greta noticed with some amusement that Julie's hand had dropped into her lap. Greta reached over and kissed Julie on her cheek. "Thank you for being honest with me, I appreciate that. Now," Greta straightened herself up, "lets go and get ourselves prettied up and dressed in very little for a good night out!" Julie took the hand that Greta was holding out and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet. Just then David came back into the room not having heard anything that had gone on. "Are you two girls up for a night out in the big city?" They both laughed at that, because the "big city" was a medium sized town about fifteen kilometres away. It was a coastal town and supported a small number of nightclubs. "Just you wait!" Greta told him, "You are going to have the two most beautiful women in Italy on your arm tonight!" Julie and Greta repaired upstairs to get ready. Greta showered and walked into Julie's room wearing only a towel. "Sorted out what you are going to wear tonight?" "Not yet," Julie replied, "I haven't decided whether to go casual or dressed up." "How about daring?" Greta mused. Julie hooted. "You never give up do you? How daring are you going to be, may I ask?" "That's rather up to you." Greta replied. "I know that David wants me wearing next to nothing, but I'm not if you're not." "So you're saying that David doesn't get his wish unless I match your mode of exposure." "Precisely!" A little later, David was ready when the girls called down from the top of the stairs. "David! David!" He walked into the hallway and was stunned. His sister, who he loved dearly was coming down stairs in a midi length diaphanous dress and tunic length jacket. He was pretty sure that he could see her lacy white panties through the chiffon material as she walked. "Wow Julie," he stumbled, "you look..... you look so......" "Exposed?" she asked with a grin on her face. "Yes, but beautiful and sexy." He held out his hand as she stepped down the last too stairs. "I'm glad you like it, it belongs to Greta, and I'm wearing it so you get your wish." "My wish?" "That Greta should come out with us tonight wearing next to nothing." She turned and called out "Ta da! Ladies and gentleman, we give you Greta!" Greta appeared at the top of the stairs wearing a dress just as see through as Julie's but without a matching jacket. A tiny sequinned bra and g string shone through the dress as if the material wasn't there. The dress had a boat shaped neck which had slid off one shoulder to below her armpit. She pulled it back up on to her shoulder and the other side slid away instead. As she stepped down the first stair, the floor length gown opened up from hem to her waist revealing her toned and tanned thigh. She gave this show all the way down the stairs. "Do you like the back?" she asked. She might as well have asked what back? The dress finished at her waist, the boat collar came round her shoulders and was tied in a single bow between her shoulder blades. "It can be adjusted to make it tighter or looser." She told him. "Any looser and it might fall off!" David exclaimed. "I think that's the idea!" Julie remarked. David took another look and could see her bare buttocks clearly through the dress. Only the back string of her thong could be seen. "Julie is not wearing a bra tonight in case you want a quick feel." Greta told him and when she takes off her jacket, you will see there is not much holding her dress on either." The Taxi dropped them on the sea front outside one of the few bars/nightclubs available. "Not here," said David, "I know a better place." "Better?" "More appropriate." He led them into a basement club with smooth jazz playing, it was dark and smoky. A table was found, drinks were brought and they started to have a look round. When their eyes were more accustomed to the dark they could see a small dance floor in front of the even tinier stage where a trio were playing. Two or three couples were shuffling to the music, it could not be termed dancing under any circumstances. "David, dance with Julie, I think she has something to tell you." Greta insisted. David stood up and held out his hand for his sister. As she stood up, Greta said "Leave your jacket here Julie." After a moments' hesitation Julie slipped off the flimsy jacket to reveal her breasts almost spilling out of the bodice of her dress. This was held up by a pair of tiny beaded straps no thicker than a shoe lace. David took Julie into his arms and his pressure lifted one of the straps upwards away from her skin. Julie saw him looking and smiled. "Like it?" she asked. "Love it!" he replied. His cheek now touching hers, he whispered in her ear, "now what is you have to tell me?" Julie began to tell him of her conversation with Greta and confessed that she had told her everything. "Everything?" David whispered. The low murmur that came in response confirmed that was the case. "She has this ability to get you to talk doesn't she?" Low murmur. "I found myself telling her everything the other day about we had together , before you came today." He continued. "I am not worried about her knowing at all. I want her to know that if she and I are going anywhere, she must learn to accept our relationship and what you mean to me." Nothing more was said as they continued to move slowly around the floor, their bodies pressed together. Soon Julie felt an erection pushing against her belly. "We should sit down." David suggested. Julie shook her head and said, "No please don't," She pushed her pelvis into him and whispered, "I like it, carry on for a bit longer." David smiled, "You might get covered in sperm!" "I know and I don't mind, but you know that don't you?" It was David's turn to pull her tight to him now and one of his thighs pushed between her legs, which offered no resistance. "it is a long time since I sucked you off." Julie whispered, "and I think Greta would like to see it." "That can be arranged very easily." David told her. "Good!" then they walked back to Greta who was fending off one man who thought of himself as a lothario. She was being pleasant to him but the way she greeted David and Julie, let him know he was wasting his time. She took David in her arms and looked at him "All right?" He nodded and was rewarded with a big kiss. She looked at Julie "OK?" A smile and a nod brought her the same reward as her brother. The action took Julie by surprise. She was even more surprised to feel herself responding. David had to go to the men's room for "adjustments" He was in for a shock when he came back as Julie and Greta were dancing – together. "This is a really good night!" Julie told Greta. "Really?" Greta asked as she slid a thumb under one of the straps on Julie's dress. Julie gave a light kiss on the cheek as Greta slid the strap off her shoulder. She hugged Greta tight and gave her another kiss on the cheek. Greta wasted no further time and slid the other strap off her partner's shoulder. "You do know that it is only the pressure between our bodies which is holding up my dress!" Julie whispered urgently to Greta. "Uh-huh." Greta murmured in response. "I wanted you to know what it feels like, about to become naked in public. Do you like it?" "I – I think so..." "Do you find it exciting?" "And how!" "Is it turning you on?" "Strangely, yes!" "Put your hand into the slit in my dress." Greta told her. With some hesitation, Julie slid her hand into the slit and placed it on her partner's hip. "Feel my bare bum." She was told. "Do you like that?" she was asked. Julie nodded and murmured "Yes – I do – a lot!" "I would like to feel yours Julie," Greta told her, "would you like me to?" "Yes! I would – now!" Greta bent a little to scoop up the hem of Julie's dress, in doing so, the bodice of Julie's dress was now unsupported and fell away a little from her breast which was expose for maybe a second or so. "Oops!" Julie giggled a little. "Don't worry about it. You see more than that on the beaches every day!" Greta found that the tight lace panties Julie was wearing were too tight to get her hand inside. So she slid her hand round to the front and put her fingernail through the lace and touched Julie's pubic hair. "What are you doing!" Julie whispered urgently. "Fighting my way into your knickers." "I'll take them off" "OK." Greta answered and Julie disappeared to the ladies room holding her dress to her chest. Greta joined David at the table. "Everybody could see her fondling your bum." He told her. "Do you mind?" she asked him "Not at all. Where has she gone?" "To take off her panties." "It was you who was supposed to be getting undressed in public, not her!" "But this is much more fun!" Greta told him. "But I will take something off, what would you like the dress or the undies? "Take off your undies – here!" David uttered thickly "Snap the strings then." She told him "I want you to do it! I need you to do it to me! And don't stop people seeing what you are doing!" She stood up by him as he reached behind her neck and broke the string around her neck then the one across her back. He pulled the bra through the big slit in the front of her dress and held it high above his head. There was a cheer from someone nearby so David tossed it in that direction. What are you doing?" Julie was back. "He's ripping off my undies!" Greta told her "It's a pity you have already taken yours off or you could be next. Another time maybe?" Julie grinned in response and her grin got wider as Greta's g-string followed her bra into the crowd. "I haven't danced with Greta yet." David announced, "Come along Greta." "Why don't you dance with both of us? "At the same time? "Yeah! Why not? You'll make all the men here jealous." "Yes." Said Julie, "Do it Dave, I think I'd like that. Apart from the fact that having got myself naked under my dress, I don't want to stand around here as bait for all the predatory types, circling about." David gave in, "Come along then ladies, this had better be good!" "It will be, brother it will be!" Greta chimed in. "He's not your brother." Julie gently reminded her. "And that makes a difference because?" Greta asked. As it turns out, those watching had they known that one of the two gorgeous women dancing with that English chap was his sister, they would have been hard put to differentiate between them. They wrapped themselves around him in very sensuous ways, taking turns to dance in front, "with" him or behind, caressing him from the rear. At one point Greta had one of her legs clasped round his whilst her chest was rubbing against his back. Her high heeled shoe slid up and down his inner thigh. Julie, her head on his shoulder, slid her hand down inside the waistband of his trousers, which at some point had become undone. She was massaging with the flat of her hand the increasing hardness that she found down there. Later when the girls had changed places, he reached up and pulled loose the tie which was holding up the top of Greta's dress. It didn't come completely undone but slackened sufficiently for the top to slide down both her arms to her elbows. Only the pressure of her body against his chest stopped the dress from falling away to render her topless. Julie had one arm over his shoulder from behind, the other round under his arm and was trapped between her brother's chest and that of her friend. Greta saw that the strap on Julie's dress would only require the slightest help to slide off her shoulder and make it's was down her arm. That small assistance was provided and soon, one of Julie's breasts was clearly going to emerge from within the confines of her dress. That it took so long to do so was a frustration for Greta but as they were all having such a good time, she was disinclined to do anything about it, "The right time will come", she thought to herself. Eventually they decided to call a halt to the "dancing" and resume the drinking, so extricated themselves from each other and made their way back to their table. One or two other guys came by and tried to make up a four, but they were politely rebuffed, all except one who wouldn't take no for an answer. At the moment it looked as though things were going to get ugly, much to everyone's surprise a couple of the staff, "helped" the man back to the bar, where it was clear that he was receiving a lecture on the way things were done in that club. Suddenly a round of complimentary drinks appeared on the table and the relaxed ambience was restored. An Italian Holiday Ch. 02 "I think I'd better get you two home." David said, looking forward to the rest of the night's activities. Those of you who have read chapter one of this story might remember that those were the closing words of the story so far. The girls were all wet having been in the sea. This did not impress the taxi driver that David hailed as he drove by. He refused to let the girls into the cab as he didn't relish having wet seats. "We'll take our dresses off" Greta volunteered. Suddenly the taxi driver wasn't quite so hostile. The girls slipped off their wet things right there in the deserted street. They wrung them out, got into the car and to the chagrin of the driver spread them out over their bodies, so he didn't see much anyway. David sat in front with the driver to give him directions. This allowed the girls a little more space. All was quiet for a while and then there were sighs and gasps heard in the back of the car. "Stop it Greta!" Julie slightly more than whispered. "I can't help it! I'm so turned on!" "You'll make a mess!" Julie warned her. "Don't care!" Greta exclaimed. Luckily this conversation was in English so the driver was oblivious and also concentrating on adhering to David's instructions. "Give me your hand." Greta said to Julie. "Why? What are you going to do?" "Use your imagination, now shut up and give me your hand!" There soon followed a squelching noise, at which point David hurriedly engaged the taxi driver in a conversation in halting Italian. Shortly afterwards, but far too long in David's eyes, (he was running out of Italian), they arrived at the villa. "What were you two up to in the back?" David demanded. "I was trying to cover for you but he must have smelt it!" "Smelt what?" Greta asked innocently. "Raw sex!" Julie hooted at her, laughing. They walked across the small lawn to the front door of the villa and the automatic light came on and illuminated the scene. Two naked women standing hand in hand, with flimsy dresses over their arms, whilst a fully dressed man struggled to find the right key. As they entered the villa the girls smiled at each other and David. "She used my hand to bring herself to orgasm." Julie told her brother. "Yeah." Muttered Greta, "but I didn't get there, but I'm hot for it now!" "I'll let you two get to bed." Julie said. "Oh! No you don't! You're coming with us! Isn't she, David?" David was on the spot, "Well .... Er....... I......" "Ah, now come on! You both know that you'll enjoy it! Greta announced. "Apart from that, What would you do if I wasn't here?" "Well, I guess we would share a bed, as we have often done." David admitted. "Julie, is he right?" Greta stood facing Julie, her hands on her hips, demanding an answer. "I s.... suppose he is." Julie confessed quietly. "Good then that's three in a bed tonight then!" Greta stated firmly and led the way up the stairs, hold the others by the hand. They got to the main bedroom and Greta screeched, "Right Julie let's strip him!" The girls set about divesting David of his clothes, ripping sounds confirmed that there was no great deal in finesse in their actions. "My best Chinos!" David protested, but too late as soon he was as naked as the girls were and he was being kissed by both of them. He was not sure which of them took his penis into her mouth, but he soon recognised the action of his sister. He was familiar with the way she would roll her tongue around his glans and poke it into his urethal opening. The feeling was quite exquisite and he lay back to relish the treatment he was getting. Suddenly, a female labia was presented to his mouth. It was distinctly wet and exuded an aroma that men have been attracted to since Adam met Eve. He touched it with his tongue, it reacted immediately and clamped itself over his mouth. Suddenly he was not in control of his own reactions, he was sucking a sweet tasting clitoris, whilst pumping semen into his sister's mouth. Quite suddenly after three or four more spurts, he was finished, exhausted. The women rolled off him. "Have you swallowed?" Greta asked Julie who, unable to speak, shook her head. "Let me have some." Greta uttered hoarsely and lay on her back as Julie moved on top of her. Great opened her mouth and Julie let some of the mouthful of semen slip between her lips into Greta's receptive mouth. "More!" muttered Greta as the supply stopped. This was rewarded with a large amount of the precious white fluid , some of which spilled on her teeth lips and nostrils. To her surprise, Julie licked it all back off again before kissing her lightly on the lips. They spent some time swapping the mixture of semen and saliva between their mouths until one or the other had swallowed what remained of it. "I've never done anything like that before." Julies said quietly. "Did you like it?" "Yes, I did." "Shall I tell you something?" Greta asked, Julie nodded. "I've never done that before either!" They both giggled quietly. David gave a short snore. "Look at him!" Julie exclaimed, "Asleep already!" "Well, I knew we would have to get him out of the way first," Greta told her as she fondled one of Julie's breasts, "because I wanted to do this to you." There followed a silence during which Julie let another woman's hand explore her body. She was in a state of bliss. As Greta let her hand wander over belly and thigh as she gently kissed and teased her friend's nipples with her tongue. "I'm glad you wanted to do this Greta," Julie told her, "because I would never have initiated anything like this, but it is so wonderful. When we kissed in the water, that was the first time I had kissed a girl since my schooldays when some friends and I were fooling around." "Did you want to kiss me again after the time in the water?" Greta asked. "Yeas, I suppose that I did, but I never thought we would end up like this." "We can explore further together, ---- err..... if you'd like to....." Greta stumbled slightly over her words. Julie rolled Greta over on to her back, let her breasts lightly touch Greta's, kissed he lightly on the end of her nose and said "Yes, I would." Then she rather forcefully pushed her open mouth over Greta's parted lips and poked her tongue into her mouth. There was no resistance from Greta, in fact she put her arms around Julie's neck and pulled their faces closer together. For the next few moments they were locked in passionate embraces, their faces covered in each other's saliva, Then Julie being on top, slid halfway off Greta's body and reached down to the Swede's labia. She was slightly surprised how wet it turned out to be, but in truth it was no wetter than her own. Julie's fingers found the exact spot that she knew from her own anatomy and played with it, rubbing, caressing and twirling to long button round in her fingers. She sensed an urgency in Greta's movements and concentrated on a rapid up and down motion which seemed to be what Greta needed. Her body was moving rhythmically, her buttocks heaving on and off the bed until the rhythm was such that she was thrashing about making it difficult for Julie to keep her fingers in place and at their work. Then Greta stiffened gave out a great groan and slumped back on to the bed. Julie looked at her friend's face, her long blonde hair was wet with sweat and plastered to her forehead, on her face the was a big smile. "Thank you Julie, that was lovely and so sexy. You must have done that before!" "Only to myself." She told her. Greta eased herself off the bed and Julie moved to lay in her place. Greta bent over Julie's belly and let her long hair tickle and slide over Julie from breasts to thighs. Julie lay back enjoying the new feeling of a woman's hair touching her in intimate places. Then Greta took a handful of her own hair and started to rub it against Julie's vagina. Her actions became a little more intense, but with no great urgency. Julie parted her legs to allow Greta more access, then she felt hair being pushed up inside her together with the penetrating fingers. She didn't know why it should, but it felt an amazingly sexy thing to do, an entirely new experience, and she wanted more of it. She opened her legs as wide was they would go and gave Greta an unmistakeable signal. As she pushed more of her long hair into Julie's opening with the tacit acceptance, nay, the demand that she should continue, Greta found her face getting closer to the hair filled vagina, so the natural thing was to kiss and tongue the labia which was soaking her hair. She took some of her hair into her mouth and began to slowly pull it out of Julie with her teeth. She would pull an inch or two and then re-engage her tongue with the labia searching with it for the clitoris. When she found it, a licking prior to abrading as more hair was pulled out sent Julie into paroxysms of ecstasy. She was sobbing, laughing and writhing about and finally she began to orgasm. It was a deep long orgasm, so much so that Greta began to become concerned. Finally the excitement faded away and Julie looked at Greta and smiled. "Where did you learn to do that?" "I don't know, it just came to me." Greta "Well it certainly made me come!" Julie giggled. Then she said "Come here Greta and kiss me." They kissed. Julie reached up into Greta's long blonde hair and ran her fingers through it, almost as if she was searching for something. She was, she found a really wet patch of hair. She twisted her it round her fingers and brought it to her mouth and sucked the fluids, her own juices, out of it. "How long are we here together?" Greta asked. Julie pulled the last of the hair from her mouth, "I don't know exactly seven to ten days I think." "We are going to have such a great time exploring each other." Greta said softly draping her hair over Julie's head. "I hope so, but Jamie will be here in a few days." "Is he your boyfriend?" "Sort of, he's an archaeologist and he's very keen to explore the area. So I will have to spend some time with him." "Let him explore the area while I explore you!" Greta said laughing. "That would be fun, I admit, I do owe him some time to share with him." "Do you sleep together?" Greta asked directly. "No but he's sort of on a promise when he arrives here," Julie replied, "Nothing was said specifically but I sort of assumed that David would be busy with you and I would be left out of things. So I sort f flashed him a message, that it might be worthwhile not spending his time looking at ruins." Nothing more was said for a while, they just lay and caressed each other. Suddenly Julie said "I could do with a shower." "What about a swim?" "Good idea, naked under the moonlight." "Not much off a moon tonight." "Then I'll switch on the pool lights." "Where are you two going?" David was sort of half awake. "For a swim." "You're mad, both of you." He grumbled and went back to sleep. The two girls went outside, Julie nipped off to the electric cabinet, threw a switch and the pool was lit up by three underwater lights. "Oh! Julie, that looks wonderful!" Greta called out. "Then try it for size!" a voice behind her shoulder said and suddenly she was propelled into the lovely blue water. Just as she hit the water, she gave out a scream and got a mouthful of water for her trouble. She came to the surface, coughing and spluttering. Julie jumped into the pool with her and went to help. "Greta, are you all right?" Greta stood chest deep in the water, her eye watering and still coughing. Then she regained her breath and calmed down. Julie had her hands on Greta's shoulders holding her, when suddenly she was kissed powerfully on her mouth. "Wow!" was all she could say as she was released. "That was some kiss!" Greta looked her in the eye, "There's a lot more where that came from." Julie calmly replied, "I'm glad." Then she took her friend into her arms and gave her a big hug. "Greta Larsson, you are a bad influence on me." "A bad influence?" "Yes a bad influence. You are turning me into a lesbian!" "And that's bad because.......?" "I don't know, but it feels bad." "Bad enough to enjoy?" Julie kissed Greta and said "Definitely!" Greta steered them to the shallow end where there were some semi-circular steps where she lay back and pulled Julie on top of her. Her breasts were just below the surface of the water and appeared to be floating. Her nipples were extended as a result of being immersed in the cool water or perhaps it was as an indication of her state of excitement. Either way soon there was no doubt as Julie let her breasts brush gently against Greta's. "Mmmmmm this is nice." She murmured and then groaned as Julie's fingers found the Swede's labia. "That's even better." She whispered. "Don't stop." Julie gently fingered her way inside Greta's wide open slit, kissing her as she did so. Soon Greta was thrashing about in the shallow water as Julie worked her magic on her friend. Julie was getting quite aroused herself as she brought Greta to her climax. Then Greta gave three loud groans and she thrust herself on to Julie's hand with lunges that almost pulled Julie's fingers out of her. But Julie hung on and as Greta collapsed, put her hand to her own soaking cunt and began to frig herself hard. She took only a few seconds to orgasm and letting her open mouth fall on to Greta's receptive lips, they kissed first hard and then more gently. They then lay side by side in the shallow water looking up at the cloudy sky. Greta spoke first. "That was the most wonderful time I've ever had with another woman!" "It was my first time." Julie said quietly "Well Girl," Greta replied, "you're a fast learner." "I always aim to please!" Julies said laughing. "Well then you can do something to please me even more if you really want to please me," Greta suggested. "Of course." Said Julie, dreamily. "Don't wear any panties for the rest of your time here." "You mean around the villa?" Julie asked. "No! I mean ALL the time." "You mean out, in public, in day time?" Julie was shocked, but excited at the thought. "Of course I mean in public, and no jeans, just skirts and dresses, or perhaps at the most baggy shorts, but only really short ones." Julies considered for a while, thinking how many long summer dresses she had with her. "You're not talking mini-skirts by any chance, I suppose?" "You suppose wrong, I mean only loose, short skirts, unless you wear your skirts really low on your hips." "And what are you going to be wearing whilst I am airing my pubes in the town?" Greta looked at her. "That's up to you." She said. "I will either go commando with you, or I will wear panties and you can ask me for them at any time. I will either take them off there and then, or you can remove them by whatever means you wish!" Julie laughed. "That sounds as though it could be fun at the supermarket checkout!" Greta laughed with her "It would be your choice." "I think I might just take you up on your offer, Greta Larsson!" "Good!" exclaimed Greta, "Shall we go to bed?" They stood up and walked, still naked, hand in hand to Julie's bedroom. David woke early, discovered that he was the only one up, peeked into his sister's room and saw the two girls in bed together. They were still asleep so he walked into the village to get milk and eggs for breakfast. The villa was silent, so he assumed the girls were still not up. He prepared breakfast and called the girls when it was ready. A little while later Julie appeared wearing a short white tee shirt and lace panties. "Have a good time last night?" David asked. Julie reddened. "Yes we did. Or at least I did, Greta is quite a girl isn't she?" David grinned, "She sure is! She often surprises me." "Who surprises you?" Greta asked, entering the room. "You do!" David and Julie said in unison, then they both laughed. "Julie has entered into a commitment." Greta began, "She has promised not the wear any underwear for the rest of her stay here." "The sexy bitch!" David exclaimed, "Uh-oh." His attention was drawn to his sister advancing in his direction. She plonked herself down on his lap. "The sexy, I don't mind, but I object to the bitch!" she remarked. As she did so, she rubbed her hands over his chest and said softly, "feel free to reciprocate." She groaned softly as he caressed her breasts. "Why are you wearing panties?" David asked of his sister, "I understood that you said you would not have any underwear on at all while you are here, and the last time I looked up the term, panties were definitely classed as undergarments?" "Oh that is a slight variation." Greta interjected to Julie's surprise. "She is allowed panties, particularly lace ones if she wears them up to the village." "In that case," David remarked, "Let's go up the village!" "Er... please can we have breakfast first?" Julie pleaded playing for time and wondering how she was going to get out of this situation. They all three ate breakfast. "If I can wear a dress, I will go without the panties." Julie offered. "But they are so beautiful, you must show them off on a walk up to the village." David said. "Oh. I think we can let her off if she does something else instead." Greta suggested. "I would rather do that, if you don't mind." Julie added. "You haven't heard what I'm going to suggest yet!" Greta remarked. "OK! But I bet it's better than me having to parade around the village in nothing but see through panties!" Julie said with some feeling. "OK! We'll let you off this morning, a sundress and sandals will be OK for today." Greta ruled. Julie dashed into the bedroom to get a dress before Greta changed her mind. "You're being devious, Greta! What have you got in mind?" David asked after Julie was in the other room. Greta laughed, "Didn't you say that her boyfriend, Jamie was coming in a few days?" David nodded, "tomorrow, why?" "Oh I don't know," Greta mused, "I just wondered what those panties would look like under airport lighting?" David guffawed. "You wouldn't make her do that! ...... I don't know, I think you just might, you seduced her last night, was that a one-off?" "She wants to do it again." "She wants to do what again?" Julie had reappeared into the kitchen, wearing a white button through sun dress. "Make love to me in the pool again." Greta said flatly. Julie grinned, "Well I did enjoy it." "So did I Julie, So did I." Greta murmured taking her into her arms. They hugged for moment and then broke away from each other, busying themselves clearing away the breakfast things. "Well I have a couple of hours work to do." David announced and went outside. Julie was washing the dishes when Greta came up behind her and put her arms around her waist. "You have too many buttons done up on this dress." She whispered in Julies ear. "Then do something about it." Julie whispered over her shoulder, her hands still in the froth covered water in the sink. Greta plunged her hands into the froth and then smeared it all over the front of Julie's dress. She cupped Julie's breasts through the now wet dress. "Mmmm, I like that!" Julie murmured. She felt the buttons on her dress being undone and wet hands sliding inside the fabric searching out her now erect nipples. "I like that even more!...... Don't stop! Greta slid one hand further down undoing buttons as she went until she reached Julie's pubes. She reached and got another handful of the foamy water and rubbed it all over Julie's belly and the top of her thighs. "Ooooh Aahhh!, Greta.... your finger....... Yes that's it... just.... There.... It's........" By now Julie was holding on to the edges of the sink, her abdomen thrusting back and forth in concert with Greta's fingers. She was very close to orgasm now, putty in Greta's hands. An Italian Holiday Ch. 02 "Will you wear this dress just as it is when we go up the village? Greta whispered urgently into her ear "or should I stop?" "Don't stop!" Julies almost shouted at her. "Well?" "Yes! Yes! I do it!" Julies answered quickly, "Keep going, don't sto....... Aaaagh! Aaaagh! Wow! This is fantastic.........Woagh!" Julie sunk a little on bending her knees and opened her legs wide to give unfettered access to Greta's fingers. She orgasmed heavily a couple of times then spun round and thrust her tongue into Greta's mouth. "God! You know how to turn a woman on!" Julie gasped as she gathered her breath. "It's not difficult." Greta surmised, "I am a woman after all." "And a very sexy one!" Julie exclaimed. She slid her hands into the man's shirt Greta was wearing, her only garment, and cupped her hands on Greta's buttocks. "Now see if you can do the same to me." Greta whispered. Julie took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom. A hour later David came back into the kitchen to get a drink, found the room deserted and the washing up half done. Tutting, he looked into Julie's room and saw her licking at Greta's vulva. Greta looked as though she was enjoying it. David stood there for a moment, getting aroused. Greta saw him and waved her hand as if to beckon him to join in. He dropped his shorts, whipped off his boots and joined the women on the bed. He clambered over the top of his sister, her arse in the air, her moistened labia glinting it seemed at him enticing him on. This was the moment he had dreamed of. He positioned himself, his penis just touching the wetness. Suddenly he felt Julie's backside push back at him and he found himself inside her. He was fucking his sister! Thrusting deeper into her as she responded, they worked together to bring him to climax. Just as he was thinking he ought to withdraw she clamped her muscles around him and he pumped his seed hard into her. Three or four further spurts came out of him before he collapsed on the bed. What he didn't notice that Greta was having an orgasm of her own as he was pumping his sister full of his hot semen. All three of them lay exhausted in varying attitudes on the bed. Julie was the first to stir, saying nothing she took David's flaccid penis into her mouth and sucked it and licked it clean. "Julie, I'm sorry......" He began. "Shut up David!" Julie admonished him, "we both knew that it was going to happen someday, and I'm glad it has." "I'm glad I was here to see it, be part of it." Greta said quietly. "It wouldn't have happened without you. Not today anyway." Julie told her. "I have no regrets and I hope David hasn't either." "I have yet to come to terms with what we did to be honest Julie." He told her, "But I admit I have wanted to do it for a long time." "We both did." Julie insisted, "I know that too. Otherwise it wouldn't have happened, So let's rejoice in the fact and......" She held his face in her hands, ""let's make sure it's not the only time, hey?" He kissed her lightly and said "Yeah." David had come in covered in dust, sweat and bits of grit from the building work he had been doing outside, consequently the girls and the bed were now also covered. "I better get showered." He said. "Hold it Buster!" Greta, intervened. "We all need a shower now, so let's shower together." The villa was blessed with a large walk in shower, which David had installed a few months before. He and Greta and christened it on her first visit some time ago. The shower had a curved wall made of glass bricks round which you would walk to get to the shower proper. This was a circular section about six feet in diameter. The shower unit itself was a fabulous fitment with a large circular shower head in the centre which had the capacity to drench all three of them no problem, but there were also four side jets at a little below shoulder height. Each head was individually turned on and off by controls on the wall. The three of them spent a long time in the shower, gently washing themselves and each other down. By the time they had finished, it was almost time for lunch. "Shall we have lunch at the bar in the village?" David asked, "My treat." "Yeah, that's a good idea!" Greta said with some enthusiasm "Julie has to wear her white dress to the village, with nothing on underneath." "I've just showered!" Julie protested, "Can't I wear a clean one?" "There's no problem," Greta announced, "I'll wash it!" She went into the bedroom and picked up the dress from the floor where it got thrown in their haste to have sex. She tossed it into the shower and turned on one of the jets. The dress was instantly soaked. Greta rinsed it through standing under the water with the dress in her hands. "There you are as good as new." "But it's all wet! Julie exclaimed. "Precisely!" Greta said triumphantly, "It'll show off your curves beautifully. Come on, put it on." Rather reluctantly Julie did as she was told. She looked down at herself and started to laugh. "Greta, you knew this would happen, it's completely see-through!" "It will dry off a bit on the way to village in this heat." David told her. She nodded conceding that he was probably right. Greta slid a dress of her own over her wet body and said "See, I'll join you." Julie did note that her own dress was dripping water whereas Greta's was only slightly damp. David put on a shirt and shorts and they set off to the village. Greta caught up with Julie, "You have too many buttons done up on that dress." "Then do something about it!" Julies replied, echoing her remark earlier in the kitchen. Greta undid all the buttons to Julie's waist, but it had little effect as the wet dress just clung to her breasts and belly. She turned to Greta grinning, "Are you wearing panties?" Greta chuckled, "I saw this coming, so yes I am, just take them off anytime you like." "Me?" "Of course! It is no fun if I do it myself!" They all three linked arms and walked up the hill. Their arrival at the bar did not go unnoticed. Many of the old men who seemed to be there all the time remembered Greta's display earlier in the week and no doubt hoped for a repeat performance. Julie's dress was still quite wet and although not dripping the material had a definite transparency about it. Lunchtime had suddenly become a better prospect. Watch out for an account of what happened at the bar and after in part three. Don't forget to send in your comments and marks. An Italian Holiday By this time the girl's dresses had been re-adjusted and David had found time to do up his flies. In the relaxed state that they were in, each of the girls were happy to sit at the table whilst the other danced with David. The time arrived where they felt the need for some fresh air, so go up to leave the club. On the way out the manager said they were welcome to come again any time and "thanks for the show". They emerged out into a balmy night, there was hardly a breeze was coming off the sea and they decided to take a walk along the beach. When most couples walk along the beach at night, they tend to venture near to the water's edge and that was true for this trio. The girls were barefoot, carrying their shoes and walking either side of David. "anyone fancy a paddle?" Greta asked. "Go on then!" said David and gave her shove towards the sea. She stumbled, regained her balance, but by the time she did so, she was more than ankle deep in the water. The hem of her dress got wet but little else. "David!" she called out in apparent annoyance, then softened, "actually this is lovely, like bathing in milk. "Come on Julie, you try it." Julie nipped round the back of her brother and joined Greta, ankle deep in the water. "You're right Greta," she said, "It is nice." Her dress being a little shorter than Greta's did not come into contact with the water. That is until her friend grabbed her and dragged her into the shallows and they both ended up knee deep, with the hems of their flimsy dresses floating on the small waves. They both laughed, Julie particularly so when she pushed Greta so hard that she sat down in the water. When she stood up, her dress was wet almost to her shoulders. "Julie! I'll get you for this!" and set off after her friend who was running down the sand. When she caught her up, Julie was wrestled back into the water and soon they were rolling about in the shallows as the waves lapped against them. By the time Davis got to where they were, they were kissing, not just matey type kissing, they were kissing in that gentle way that women do, like lovers. "I think I'd better get you two home." David said, looking forward to the rest of the night's activities. To be continued.....