1 comments/ 30347 views/ 1 favorites Our Trip to Canada Ch. 02 By: mummys dirty angel Josh walked out of the luxurious bathroom with a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist. Droplets of water balanced precariously on his body as he prowled over to the window that looked out over the river towards Downtown Vancouver. "What a view eh? We've only been here a few hours and I love it already." I made my way towards him and encased his waist in my arms. "I know. I love it too." I softly peppered his damp skin with gentle kisses and slid my hand inside the front of the towel. My fingers ran through his wiry curls and rested on his semi hard cock. "Mmm, feels like someone wants to play!" Josh chuckled, "you can't help yourself can you?" "No." I simply said and continued to work my fingers over him. The front of the towel had now tented and with my other hand I pulled the towel from him. He was now standing naked, overlooking the wonderful view of crystal clear water that appeared dormant under the Granville Bridge. In the reflection I could see my hand moving back and forth. I then knelt behind him and kissed his bum cheeks. I licked just inside the crack and felt his muscles tense. "I think you better stop that before I shoot all over these nice clean French doors." "Then open them and let's go on the balcony and show this country your lovely cock!" Josh laughed. "I don't think so!" At that point he turned around and told me to crawl over to the bed. I did as he requested, shaking my arse a little more lewdly. I sat on the edge for a few seconds before he spoke. "Undo your blouse." One by one I seductively unbuttoned it and when fully open I slipped it off, quickly followed by my white satin bra. Looking directly into his dark eyes I gave him my cheekiest smile and dirtiest voice. "Get me dirty hun!" My husband stepped forward, his six-foot frame towering above me. His stiff cock bounced in front of me, already leaking pre-cum. I reached down to the toiletry bag and took the baby oil from it and poured some into my palms. I cupped my weighty breasts, spreading the soft silky lotion over them and between them. "Fuck my tits, titty-boy!" He positioned himself in my cleavage and I tightly squeezed my heavy mounds around him, trapping his cock, suffocating it into the slippery moist crevice. He pumped harder and harder and the purple swollen head broke through my cleavage and into the path of my open mouth. I dripped warm saliva on it and watched it disappear as he pummelled with vigour. His hands roughly grappled at my tits, pulling, squeezing and tugging them. I grabbed at his swaying arse and simultaneously as he thrust into my jiggling breasts I spanked him. One after the other the spanks continued on each cheek. My hands stung and the heat rose from his skin. Josh was groaning and I knew he couldn't take much more, whether it was from the spanking or the fucking of my tits. I verbally encouraged him a little more. "Oh yeah, get my tits dirty... cum on my tits. Fuck 'em harder, harder..." With a loud groan, he pulsed strings of cum over my bountiful waiting breasts. I spread his warm essence around my nipples. "What are you waiting for my kinky titty-boy?" He immediately got to his knees and swept his gifted tongue over my nipple. "I love it when you lick yourself from me." I moaned. "Now kiss me..." His cum soaked lips met mine and I ravished them wildly, pushing my tongue deep between them, probing his salty mouth. Together we moaned blissfully as we shared in our kinky intimacy. He pushed me down on the bed and hitched my skirt up then pulled my knickers down. His tongue wasted no time as he delved into me, prodding at my wet pussy, licking quickly over my clit. "Don't fuck around... make me cum!" "Someone's impatient... maybe I should make you wait!" He jested. "Don't... you..." His tongue flicked my clit. "Ahhh... fucking dare!" I cried. I felt his laughing breaths dance on my smooth pussy and out of nowhere his mouth completely covered it. He kissed it, sucked it and fucked it with that expert tongue of his. I writhed on the luxuriously made bed, my back arched, my tits bounced and my hips catapulted into him. My moans crept higher and higher and finally I screamed as his lips pursed around my clit and his rapid tongue quivered over it. I fell back, paralysed from the waist down. "Holy fuck... you nearly killed me!" I breathlessly giggled. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up. "You don't always get it your own way babe. Now go and take a shower!" He slapped me on the bum and lightly pushed me towards the bathroom. "While I'm in here can you wire up the laptop for me? I need to check for mail!" "Can't you just tell me your password and I can check!" A cheeky smile appeared on his gorgeous face. "Nice try nosey-boy, but you ain't reading my mail from her!" "Ahh it was worth a try, wasn't it?" "Yeah, I guess, but the answer will always be the same... NO!" "Yeah, yeah... just get your arse in the shower!" Fifteen minutes later I came out of the bathroom revitalised and bursting with energy. I tightened the cream coloured robe around me and sat at the desk near the window and tapped into my email account. Within a few seconds Joanna's details of the evening were laid out before me. "Got you, my good friend! You ready for some spying hun?" Josh appeared over my shoulder. "Ok, so what's happening?" "She told me the other day that today is their anniversary. They are going to a posh hotel for dinner, one that overlooks a river..." I grinned. "You did well hun in choosing this one. I would have chosen the other one that overlooked Stanley Park." "Don't get your hopes up, how do you know it's the restaurant downstairs. There are probably hundreds of restaurants bordering the rivers and creeks around here." "Well, she said the actual hotel was fairly lavish and first class. It also has a penthouse suite. Our hotel has a penthouse. Look, she even sent me a pic of the view when you stay in the penthouse. And watch when I do this..." I ran our hotel through a search engine and checked out the views from the variety of rooms that are available. I clicked on the penthouse view and lo and behold, a moment later the exact same view morphed onto my screen. "Very clever... so how is this plan gonna work?" "Well, I have the first plan and a back up. I know what she's wearing and I know the time of their reservation. I am going to arrange for a bunch of flowers to be delivered to the restaurant. We of course will be there already. This way, if there is a mishap and she doesn't wear what she says she's going to, we should be able to find her. I'm just hoping that they are the only ones who will be receiving flowers!" "Are we actually introducing ourselves to them tonight?" "No, I don't think so. They play a little game with each other while they eat. I wanna see her in action." "You really are something else aren't you?" He smiled. "Of course, or would you prefer if I was something else?" I flippantly asked. "No, I love you the way you are... despite this crazy idea of yours!" Josh nuzzled into my neck and kissed me lightly on a sensitive part that he found on our first ever night together. "I'm sending her an email, saying how I much I like her outfit that she described. I have also requested she wear her red 'spank me' panties and told her to do a little dare for me!" Josh pulled away from me and walked over to the glass doors that led to the balcony. "Spank me panties, what the fuck are they and just what kind of dare do you have in mind?" He walked along the length of the balcony, looking up then looking down. He disappeared from sight for a few seconds and then came back into view. "You can see right into the next room from here..." His voice faded off and then I heard him again mention the 'spank me' panties. "Oh, you don't know about those do you? And I'm not divulging our emails but if things go well, you'll know exactly what me and her have been talking about this last year or so!" I sent the email to her and arranged with a florist for a beautiful bouquet of flowers to be delivered to the restaurant at about 7:45pm. I didn't disclose any other details to Josh because I wanted him to feel the suspense and anticipation. Our clothes were still folded in the luggage so I set the iron up that was in the small utility room. Josh was going to wear a black pair of trousers and a white shirt. I on the other hand had no idea what to wear. I wanted to dress slightly casually and comfortably. After all, tonight was just the beginning. But then again, if my plan went too well and for some uncontrollable reason we found ourselves colluding with Joanna and Richard, I'd really want to look stunning. I opted for a simple lilac dress that had an aubergine coloured over shirt that you could accompany with it. The shirt was virtually transparent and complimented the simplicity of the dress. To finish off the ensemble I'll wear my low-heeled black court shoes and accessorise with a silver chain, bracelet and my favourite silver rings. With the clothes ironed and hung up ready for the evening, Josh and I decided to throw on some jeans and a t-shirt and go walking along False Creek. The views were breathtaking, the buildings shadowed in a half silhouette and the mountainous landscape was wonderful. Time was ticking by and we made our way back to the hotel. We made reservations for dinner at the restaurant for 7:15pm. I wanted to be seated in there before Joanna and Richard arrived. I knew exactly what table they had reserved as well. In her mail, Joanna had said that she liked the table directly opposite a large white yacht. She gave no reason for her preference. All she said was that it was a nice spot to look out onto. When making our booking I requested for the table next to theirs. We would be sitting no more than three feet away! To be continued... Our Trip to Canada Ch. 03 Ninety minutes later we were seated at our table. Josh looked so sexy sitting opposite me. What I wouldn't have done to be given the chance to rip his clothes off there and then. He poured some wine for the two of us and we talked quietly and held hands over the table. My foot occasionally tapped on his leg, causing him to give me that look of, 'and don't you dare start in here'. I mean, come on, would I? Josh and I were engrossed in a conversation when I noticed a well dressed couple sit next to us at the window. I looked over and there she was, dressed in exactly what she had said. Her blouse was like satin and the lights that reflected off the deep purple colour made it shimmer and flatteringly accentuate her breasts, shoulders and arms. She was not wrong when she said that it was very low cut. Richard would get a delightful eyeful if she happened to lean forward, although I expect, knowing Joanna the way I do, she would really get off on the waiter or anyone else taking a sneaky peek into her cleavage. Her skirt was modest looking and came to her calves. I was surprised it was as long as this as she always said she likes to show her legs off. In one of her past emails to me, she said she had legs that would put a lot of younger women to shame! In her mail today she said it had a slit in it, but on the first look I couldn't tell if there was one there or not, or it could have just been on the other side. On her feet she wore heels, nice ones, high ones. She was gorgeous. I looked over at Josh and mouthed 'wow' at him. My stomach fluttered and the temperature soared in my knickers. He smiled approvingly and took a mouthful of steak from his fork. I glanced over at Richard. The poor guy had no idea what I knew about him. He looked good for someone in his early sixties, and as for Joanna, she looked absolutely stunning for a fifty year old. Moments later the waiter appeared and stood between our tables and gave them my bouquet of flowers. Joanna pulled the card from the ribbon and Richard asked who sent them. I looked to my right and she was studying the simple words which said, 'I hope you're wearing them…. Happy Anniversary, Amy!' Richard spoke again. "Well, who are they from?" "Amy. I didn't tell her we were here." "She found out though didn't she? Clever girl!" I was feeling nervous now. I wanted to look her over to see signs of annoyance. If she were about to flip out I would honestly get up and leave. Josh sensed my edginess and nudged my leg with his foot. "Don't worry babe, it will be ok!" I smiled at his reassurance and we continued with our meal and opened another bottle of wine. I was distracted by a boisterous group of younger men that were walking on the decking outside the restaurant. As I looked up Joanna also turned to face the window. A second later she crossed her legs and god the slit on her skirt fell open. She was right; she did have great legs and bloody hell, that opening carried on until it reached the lacy top of her black stay up stockings. Her creamy skin contrasted beautifully with the black lace. I saw Richards hand rest on hers on the table and they whispered sweet nothings to each other. I only hope that Josh and I would still be madly in love at their age. I brought up the subject of extending our house when we got home and what we'd like to do with it. We laughed at both our ideas. He wanted a games room. I wanted a gym and a hot tub! "I can just see you in a hot tub with all your friends, sipping champagne and playing truth or dare or something…" I laughed at that. "You know me too well. I'll let you join in if you let me have one." His eyes twinkled as he said, "I'll think about it!" "You are way too easy hun." I sipped on my wine and looked up to see a purple figure breeze between the tables further down. She disappeared behind a black door with a gold frame. "Oh god, she's gonna do it!" "What." "My dare. She is actually going to do it." I had zero doubts that she wouldn't do it. I know what she's like and this kind of thing seriously gets her hot and bothered. I bet under that skirt she is a tropical heaven of arousal. "She's coming, you gotta watch this." I watched her hands as she paraded down the aisle. One was open, the other tightly closed and between the thumb and index finger I saw a smidge of red material. My pussy throbbed. She fucking did it. Joanna sat down and reached over the table. Her hand hovered about seven inches from the table and appearing like it was slow motion, her palm opened and the neatly packaged red panties fell to the table. Hers and Richard's eyes connected. I held my breath for what seemed like an eternity. I stole a glance of her panties and noticed the gold wording shining from the lighting overhead. I knew what they said, 'Spank Me, Please.' Josh looked on, mesmerised by the whole thing. His breathing had deepened and I wondered if he was getting as hot as myself. I traced my foot up his leg and when I got to his knee I changed direction slightly and slipped up the inside of his thigh. I stopped when I reached his groin and with the bottom of my shoe I felt his cock stirring. "Someone likes what they see, don't they?" "Yes I do, now I know why you are hooked on her." He whispered. I continued to circle my foot on his dick. Within a heartbeat he had grabbed it and gently pushed it away. "You do know I can't stand up for a while…" I chuckled, "Yeah… I know!" From across the table I heard Richards voice. "I think you deserve to be spanked." Josh and I looked at each other then sheepishly looked at Richard and Joanna. Their eyes didn't stray from each other. To them, it appeared that no one else was in that restaurant. This had to be one of her games. Seconds later she spoke. "Yes I know. I ought to be spanked." She smiled, and with the look on her face she wanted the 'talk' to continue. Still their eyes never left each other. "I will put you over my knee." Richard said. Joanna took a sip of her wine and held the glass up as she sexily spoke. "I've been a bad girl. Will you take my panties down?" I rubbed my thighs together. My knickers were wet and I seductively began to run the tip of my finger around the top of my wine glass. "Of course you bad girl. I'll take them down and spank you on your bare bottom." I looked at Josh and I saw his hand was in his lap. "What are you doing?" He blushed. "Nothing." His hand then rested beside his plate. There was a short silence between Richard and Joanna. Her hand now came to his on the table and her finger brushed across his knuckles. "Will you spread my legs and see if I'm enjoying it?" I realised that this is her game of 'chicken' that they play. Whoever gets nervous and looks at another table to see if anyone is listening, they are declared the loser. I have a feeling that it won't be Joanna who'll be the loser. Richard brought his glass to his lips, but didn't take a sip. "Yes I'll spread your legs. I want to feel how wet you get. The wetter you are, the harder you get spanked." She placed her knife and fork back down on her plate and looked directly at him. "I was very wet earlier. Why don't you sniff my panties and find out." Richard's hand slowly crept to the panties sitting innocently on the table and his fingers edged onto them. Joanna looked on, watching one of his fingers delicately stroke over the thin material. He picked them up and brought them to his nose. He inhaled deeply, his gaze on hers. He licked his lips and placed them by her plate. "You have been a very bad girl haven't you?" "I told you I had." She muttered. Her panties still sat on the table when the waiter returned. He asked them if they wanted dessert and Joanna declined, but blurted out that she would get her just desserts when she got home. The waiter gave a smile and I wondered if he understood what she meant. Richard took her hand in his. "We're not going home tonight. I've booked us a room here." "That's wonderful, I wasn't looking forward to hailing a cab." Josh and I looked at each other in astonishment. We both knew what each other were thinking. Joanna picked up the flowers and toyed with the card. She then looked up at Richard, her eyes bored into his. "Are you wearing my panties tonight?" He gulped a mouthful of wine down and averted his eyes from hers and glanced over at our table. Joanna laughed, aloud. "You lose… now go!" Richard chuckled and immediately picked up her panties and walked towards the black doors about thirty feet away. Joanna fiddled with the card, staring at the words. She smiled and softly muttered. "Clever girl indeed!" My stomach flipped. To be continued… Our Trip to Canada Ch. 04 Joanna and Richard were walking about twenty feet ahead of us. I was dying to know where in the hotel they were staying. I noticed a large group of people waiting for the lift and the happy couple waited behind them. You could see by the indicator on the top of the doors that the lift was descending to the ground floor. I hurried Josh along and we pushed into the crowd of people out of sight from Joanna. Within a few seconds the doors opened and the throng, including us, dispersed into the lift. I couldn't see Joanna or Richard but I knew they were there. From over the shoulders of others I could see the pink rosy blooms from the bouquet spurting out, spreading their beautiful fragrance throughout the enclosed space. As the lift ascended and stopped at a number of floors, the crowd withered and I wondered just what floor they would get out on. It was only two more stops to our one, and only a few more after that before you would end up at the penthouse suite. Josh held my hand and squeezed it, followed by gently planting a soft kiss on my nose, reassuring me yet again. The lift came to a standstill and the happy couple remained. Richard bent down slightly and whispered something in her ear and his hand crept around and lightly patted her bum. Without a care in the world, his hand stayed there and his fingers gently fondled the along the crevice between her cheeks. The lift stopped again. We had to get out no matter what, this was our floor and as I stepped forward, the flowers in front rustled as Joanna rearranged them in her arms. My eyes were transfixed onto her legs as the teasing slit of her skirt open and closed. All of a sudden Josh pulled me to him and wrapped me in his arms and kissed me passionately and within a minute he stopped. "What are you doing?" I retorted. He stood there laughing with his palm on the button on the wall, stopping the doors from closing. "You didn't see her as they went to walk out did you?" "How could I when you manhandled me like that." "I'll tell you why you didn't see her. It's because you were looking at her legs and luckily I caught her turning around which is why I grabbed you. You could have walked straight into her and knocked her flying." He laughed again. "Come on, my dicks hard and you need a fuck." He pulled me from the lift and we headed for our room. There was no sign of Joanna and Richard. It was my turn to giggle this time. "Oh really, and what makes you say that…" "Well sexy, the way you eyed her up and down for the majority of dinner and I saw the look on your face when the slit in her skirt fell open. No word of a lie, the whole restaurant heard you gasp." "Don't wind me up… just take me to bed." We entered our room and fell onto the plush pillows and duvet. The moonlight was shining through the large windows and door. "God isn't it beautiful?" He moaned as his lips swam over my breasts and down my stomach. His hands both crept up my thighs and he raised my dress. He buried his nose into my lilac lace knickers. The warmth from his mouth spread over me. "Fuck me you naughty boy!" With a tug of his strong hands he tore my knickers from me and held them to my nose. "Smell them then! Is this what she does to you when you think of her, gets you all nice and wet does she?" He knows I get wildly turned on when he talks about Joanna when we are making out. "Would you like them to be hers? Would you like to smell her fragrant knickers like her husband did downstairs?" Josh grinned at me. "Well babe…" My breathing increased and my heart pounded. "Yes, I wish they were hers." "Would you like to taste them?" He rubbed them over my mouth. I parted my lips and attempted to pull my knickers in. "Uh, uh, uh," he teased, and pulled them from me followed by throwing them across the room. "You teasing bastard… now go and get them." I ordered. "Your little Mistress routine won't work this time… if you want them, you will have to strip and crawl." He chuckled, mocking a menacing laugh. "I should've brought my cane. Your bum could do with some stripes on it." "Yeah yeah, just do it!" I stepped off the bed and hurriedly disposed of my clothes. He was laughing as they untidily fell to the floor. "You must be very desperate for your knickers babe." He walked towards them. "I want to see how desperate you are for them." I shot him a look that simply said 'you bastard' and he picked them up and opened the balcony door. "You're fucking joking!" I nervously said. "Nope." He laid them on the balcony. "Now fetch…" "If anyone sees me I will kill you." "No one will see you. There are no lights on anywhere. You'll only be out there a few seconds. Or aren't you that desperate for them to be in your mouth while I fuck you?" "Well if you put it like that…" I immediately crawled to the balcony and scooped my knickers in my mouth. I was just about to turn around when the whole balcony lit up. I froze and snapped at Josh. "I thought you said no one was in the next room you lying sod. The lights are on in there." I quickly scurried back inside. "Let me see." Josh walked out onto the balcony and disappeared from my view like he did earlier on in the day when he was nosing about out there. I wrapped a bathrobe around me and sat on the bed, waiting for him. A minute later he came back in. "You are not going to believe this…" He pointed to the room next door. "You're kidding me. Joanna, really?" I questioned. "Hell yeah. Do you want to be a real voyeur?" I did not need asking again. The lights were bright in their room and we stood against the wall, peering into their bedroom. Richard was alone in the room and he appeared to be lying in wait for Joanna. She then appeared with my flowers in a large vase and placed them on the desk by the furthest wall. As she walked towards him she broadly smiled and began to unzip his trousers. He smiled as she lowered herself to her knees and pulled his trousers, his boxer shorts and her red 'spank me please' panties down to his ankles. My pussy throbbed and I felt feverish even though the temperature outside had cooled somewhat. Josh stood behind me and his hands slowly stroked my waist through the bathrobe. Joanna was looking up at Richard and they were talking and laughing. Joanna moved closer to Richard and opened her mouth. Her moist tongue crept out and she licked the tip of his thick cock. Richard's hand moved into her hair, ruffling it as he teased it through his fingers. Her mouth opened wider and inch-by-inch he disappeared into her. Her lips closed around it and rhythmically she sucked him in and out of her luscious mouth. Josh's hands had now slipped around to the front of me and parted the bathrobe. His fingers slithered across my stomach and lightly stroked my smooth mound. I moaned as a finger lazily tickled the top of my slit. He moved his other hand upwards and cupped my breast. He fondled it in rhythm with the gentle caressing of his languid strokes on my moist pussy lips. My breaths exhaled simultaneously with the movement of Joanna's mouth sliding up and down on Richard's chunky dick. Joanna looked into his eyes and smiled with his cock balancing on her tongue. He said something to her and she got back on her feet. As soon as she stood he pushed her onto the bed. The slit of her skirt fell completely open revealing the full extent of her stockings and pale thighs. I gasped when I saw him skilfully and confidently lift her sexy nylon covered legs in the air. He then immediately plunged into her. He ravaged her, fucked her hard and raw with a passion that could be heard in her screams. My legs were like jelly and they were weakening with every scream she made. God, she was not lying when she said she was known as 'the screamer'. She was named that by her neighbour who lives across the creek opposite them. In a recent mail, Joanna had mentioned that Shirley saw them both at a barbecue in their neighbourhood. Shirley told her that she hadn't seen them for a while, but 'heard' they were doing ok. Joanna said she blushed profusely at Shirley's double entendre. Richard was still ravishing his wife and now she had her fingers on her pussy. She rubbed faster and screamed louder as her orgasm started to build. Josh added a little more speed and pressure to my pussy and began to match Joanna's masturbatory rotations. My clit was throbbing and so sensitive to his quickening strokes. Joanna's cries were steadily climbing and as they escalated they coaxed mine out in the cool air outside. Josh sensed that I wasn't far off and placed his hand over my mouth, muffling my moans. I swayed to and fro on his hand, imitating the vision of Richard pounding into Joanna. A second or so later their room was filled with an almighty plethora of erotica gasps, shrieks and screams. I went rigid, my body tensed, my hips sporadically jerked and my hushed groans burst into Josh's hand. His hand remained on my mouth until I calmed a little. When he could hear no more audible moans he took his hand away, leaving me to catch my breaths. "Jesus Christ hun… that was hot!" Josh pointed at Joanna and Richard. "They are you mean. I hope we are like that when we get to that age…" "I'm sure there's no need to worry about that." I spluttered out, recovering from what I had just had and what I had just seen. "Come on, let's get back before we are caught out." I went to turn but Josh held me. "We're not going anywhere until I know this is over." "Are you crazy… we can't stay out here." I whispered. "You like to watch, don't you?" God he knew how to tempt me. We focused back to their room. Joanna scooted off the foot of the bed and straightened out her skirt. Richard sat to the left of her. As she smoothed out the creases he grabbed her and pulled her down over his lap. She screamed as she fell right over his knees. Her palms were flat on the floor and her toes were barely touching the deep-pile carpet. "Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "Oh fuck!" muttered Josh. He leant into my back and placed his arms around me, cupping my breasts in his large hands. Richard put his left arm over the top of Joanna's back while his right hand smoothed out her skirt over her bottom. With large circular movements he spread his hand over her left cheek and then the right one. He did this lightly at first and gradually added pressure, bunching the skirt under his expert rubbing. Joanna stayed relatively still while he gave her the attention she deeply loved and craved for at times. Slowly his hand moved lower down, caressing her thighs and down to the back of her knees. His hand took hold of the bottom of her skirt and tantalisingly slow he lifted her skirt an inch at a time. His little finger trailed up her stocking covered leg as the skirt rose, higher and higher, exposing her shapely legs. Like a full moon rising, her pale bottom beamed out towards us. Richard laid her skirt over her back and trapped it under his left arm. Richard teased her relentlessly, stroking over her creamy bottom. Sometimes he used one finger to delicately swirl soft patterns on her skin and other times he flattened his palm right out and pressed hard into her. I was breathing heavy at the sight of her left cheek getting manipulated away from the other one. The way it moved under his ministrations was quite erotic. Out of nowhere his hand lifted and landed on her cheek. Her toes left the floor slightly. Again he repeated it and again and again. Her bottom now was a rosy pink colour, blemished with various imprints of his hand. He stopped for a few moments, feeling the warmth on her bottom. He turned to the left and looked like he was saying something to her and then Joanna spread her legs. Josh and I could see her glistening, pouty pussy lips. "God, she's bare down there." Josh said. "I know. Don't you just want to invite yourself in and take those lips into your mouth?" Without dwelling on the question too much, Josh immediately replied. "God yeah." I nudged my elbow into his stomach. "Hey, she's mine!" I teased. He then realised what he said. "Well… well, if you get to fuck her, why can't I?" "Hun, listen, you won't fuck her. She'll fuck you, in whatever way she wants to. Believe me, you wont be calling the shots if she gets her hands on you!" At that point Joanna moaned loudly. Josh and I both intently looked on. Richard was pounding her pussy with a finger or two. She was pushing herself back onto his fingers, rocking to and fro on her toes. He then stopped and continued with the spanking. Harder and harder he walloped her. She was screaming and kicking her legs out but he carried on. Her thighs were shimmering with her essence and Richard's fingers were gleaming with her moisture. Joanna's bottom was turning a crimson colour and darkening with each spank. My own finger had found its way to my throbbing clit. I circled it, and pressed into it with every spank that Richard dealt to Joanna's bum. I felt Josh's arm tapping on my elbow and I looked down to see him masturbating his huge cock. After five hard spanks to her ripe jiggling bottom Richard pulled her up and shoved her onto the bed. He wasted no time in delving his tongue into her abundant wetness. Joanna shrieked at his assault. She lifted her legs up and pulsed her hips towards him. His hands roamed over her stockings. My juices were dripping down my thighs and outside on the quiet balcony all that was heard was the squishing moistness that my probing fingers were dipping in and out of. Josh's breathing was laboured as he looked on at Richard devouring Joanna's pussy. The sight of her legs encased in her black stockings, high in the air made my legs weaken and my pussy quiver. Richard had now slowed his oral attack down and was now teasingly licking up and down her large, swollen pink lips. He cocked his head slightly and flicked the underside of each lip and randomly lapped at them. Joanna arched her back and gripped onto the plush bedspread. She groaned loud, wanting more. For what seemed like an eternity, he caressed her lips, made love to them. He sucked them, tugged them, pulled them from her and let them spring back. Joanna was in an agonisingly heightened state of arousal. Josh's hand was hitting my elbow harder now and he couldn't take much more. He was groaning into my shoulder. I ran my fingers through his hair. "You getting close hun?" "Uh… yeah!" He stammered. "Cum all over the window. I wanna see it drip down." He sped up his hand movements and within seconds, strings of thick gooey cum hit the window. I looked at Joanna and Richard who were still highly engrossed in their carnal pleasure and I fell to my knees, rubbing my pussy harder and harder. I saw the trickles of Josh's cum slither down in front of me and I placed my tongue at the bottom of the lowest rope of gelatinous liquid and licked upwards on the window. Josh knelt behind me and tweaked my hard nipples as the strings of cum deliciously filled my mouth. Joanna's moans had now escalated and I vigorously toyed with my swollen, sensitive clit. My hips bucked wildly as my orgasm raged through me as I listened to the sexy sound of Joanna's raucous groans. Richard had his mouth right over her clit. He sucked on it and lapped away at it until her back arched and a string of incoherent words and sounds blurted out from her mouth. She fell helplessly back and Richard scooted up the bed to lie beside her. They kissed softly and lovingly then cuddled in each other's arms. Joanna's left arm reached up and pulled on the short length of cord above the headboard. The balcony fell into darkness. Josh took my hand and guided me away from the window and led me over the threshold into our room. I picked up my knickers that I dropped earlier when I hurried back in from the balcony. I stood at the foot of the bed and held my hand up, hanging my knickers precariously off my index finger. "Well hun… are you gonna fuck me now?" Josh took the flimsy material from my finger and placed the crutch of them in my mouth, leaving the rest of my knickers to hang freely. He pushed me down onto the bed and wasted no time in stripping off his clothes. "You're such a dirty bitch sometimes," he grunted, as he pummelled into me. To be continued… Our Trip to Canada Ch. 05 I awoke early, despite the escapades of the previous evening that carried on 'til the early hours. Josh was sleeping peacefully and showed no sign that he was about to wake. I ran my finger down the inside of his arm and got no response, he was out, completely. Making my way to the bathroom I flicked the button on the laptop and planned out the next part of my quest as I showered. Josh was still in the same sleeping position when I returned from the bathroom. I sat myself down at the desk then logged onto my email account and was very surprised to see an email from Joanna in my inbox. I hadn't heard any movement from the room next to ours and presumed that at this early hour they would still be sleeping. I laughed as I read it. Hi We just got home and what an evening and night we had. It was wonderful. And I must say I'm very impressed that you found where we were. I loved the flowers. Thank you. And yes I can confirm that the panties you requested were worn and your dare was a success. You know you will have one coming your way now Missy! Richard booked us a room at the hotel but we were kept awake until 4 this morning by the horny noisy couple next door. WOW, she WAS a screamer and there's me thinking I was the only one, he-hee! We slept until about 6:30 and then thought we'd come home and sleep for the rest of the day. Not that I want to sleep much, I'm horny as hell! I'll write later on and give you ALL the juicy details. See ya, Joanna. I looked over at sleeping beauty and decided to venture out for a while on my own. I scribbled down a little note and left it on my pillow along with my lilac lace knickers that I had in my mouth last night and laid the fragrant crutch near Josh's head. I quickly dressed and made way out to the False Creek ferry hoping to venture towards the Vancouver flea market area. I was astounded at what I found there, and definitely the saying of 'another mans junk is another mans treasure' fitted so aptly. I found antiques galore, gadgets for one thing and another, clothes and jewellery. Wandering slowly through the busy market I pondered on my next move with Joanna. I decided to write her an email when I got back to the hotel saying that Josh would be having his family staying for a day or two and that I will probably not be around. At least that will bide me some time to think what to do. It was a pleasant shock that events took on a different turn last night, but I needed time to adjust to this situation and last night I nearly blew it. It was time to let it cool for a day or so, plus also there were a few places Josh and I wanted to visit, Stanley Park being one of them. **** Two days later: It was the first time I had checked my emails since I sent my letter to Joanna. In my inbox I saw the subject, 'details and THE screamer!' My heart skipped a beat and numerous things swept through my mind. Had she found out? Evidently the answer to that was 'no'. She told me the exact course of events and then proceeded to tell me about the 'screamer' in the next room. "Jesus, she was loud, and sometimes it was muffled, like she was either gagged or had panties in her mouth. Jeez, what if she had two guys in the room with her and she was getting fucked by one and then sucking off another guy at the same time!" I laughed at that and counted my blessings that her and Richard hadn't gone out onto the balcony and spied on us. A delightful shiver ran through me as I prepared to send her a reply. I decided that getting straight to the point would be the most fun! Hi, You sure did have a great anniversary didn't you? I just loved it when those guys walked passed the restaurant window and you crossed your legs and the slit in your skirt revealed the tops of your stockings. I know you finish work at about 3:30pm. How about I meet you at the Holy Rosary Cathedral. Josh and I visited it yesterday and it's truly beautiful. We also went to Stanley Park and did some naughty things! There is a bench under the St Therese stained glass window. I'll meet you there at 4:30pm. Love ya Amy (the screamer!) With that sent, Josh took me shopping and we found a little café that served a full English breakfast. My mouth watered at the thought of tucking into sausages, bacon and fried eggs. We sat ourselves at the window that looked onto the street. I noticed that the majority of people carried themselves in a carefree and non-rushed manner, so unlike the hustle and bustle of the streets in England. Josh did most of the talking as I gazed dreamily at the passers-by. He knew I was starting to feel the apprehension and every now and then he would wink at me and touch my hand. I broke the minute of silence that had drifted over us. "So what will you do this afternoon while I meet Joanna?" "I'm going to visit Science World. It's that big golf ball shaped building thing. It looks really interesting and you know how much of a geek I am!" He chuckled as he said it. "Yeah, but you're my geek!" He winked and smiled at me again. "Are you changing into your new clothes before you meet her or are you going like that?" "I'm changing. I'll wear my new skirt and my white vest type thing with the lace edging, shows my cleavage!" I grinned. "Mmm, and we know how much we like your cleavage!" He cheekily smiled. I kicked at his foot. "Don't you start on me in here!" "What did I do?" "You did nothing except give me that look..." He chuckled. "Gets you every time doesn't it? We'd better get a move on, I know you, you'll spend the next two hours and more getting ready for her." We made our way back to the hotel and shortly afterwards Josh decided to leave to visit Science World. God, he is going to be in his element! I prepared my clothes and took another shower. I contemplated on whether I should wear my skirt and heels, I rarely wear them but she'll be delighted if I did. I've told her a few times that she's brought out the real woman in me. The heels took a while to get used to, but I think I've got those figured out pretty well. After my shower I walked over to my clothes on the bed and made my mind up that I'd wear the skirt and the heels. Glancing over at the clock I noticed it was now quarter past three and I quickly dried and sorted my hair out then slipped on my white lace knickers. After that I put on my plain, white under wired bra, the smoothness would show off my two soft abundant pillows under the tight white vest top with the lace edging. I stepped into my white knee length skirt that had swirling turquoise patterns distributed evenly over it that were surprisingly unobtrusive. And lastly, my heels, which were only two and a half inches high, but that's enough for me. I do not want to fall over and show Vancouver my succulent treasures! Walking to the cathedral I wondered how we would react when we set eyes on each other. So many times I've played the part out in my mind. Would I open my arms out and just hug her and kiss her on the cheek? Would she expect me to fall submissively to her feet? So many games we have played that consisted of domination/submission or just dirty dares that we issued each other. We switch many times and I just love dominating her. She is such a strong woman but when I send her to her corner with her knickers in her mouth it just sends me nearly over the edge. She then has to write and tell me all about it, how she feels the humiliation of it all and that's when I topple on the crest of ecstasy, over the edge! I walked around the cathedral and saw the bench underneath the St. Therese window. Joanna wasn't there much to my relief and it gave me a few minutes to sit and calm my rapidly beating heart. On the arm of the bench a tourist guide of Vancouver sat, obviously abandoned by its previous resting owners. I opened out the booklet and followed the tourist trail of the points of interest scattered around the city. Enthralled by so much to follow I didn't hear the click clicking of heels rest before me. It was only when I noticed a shadow cast over me that my eyes averted from the guide. I lifted my head slightly and then I heard her. "Well, well young lady, you like playing games don't you?" Jesus, my heart sank and the tone in her voice made my pussy quiver. Shit, she is going straight to the Domme part. I was crumbling, she only needs to say a couple of words and I will quite willingly sink to my knees. I slowly raised my head and my eyes met hers. Her stern look changed dramatically to one of smiles and warmth. She opened her arms and I jumped off the bench to embrace her. "You nearly had me on my knees there." I held her for what seemed like an eternity. On lonely nights when Josh worked the overnight shift it was Joanna I held so close to me. I pulled back to take a better view of her. "Wow, you are wearing what I picture you in a lot of the time. You look great!" "I didn't want to disappoint you my dear Amy. And did the young lady bit have the desired effect?" She grinned at me. "Yes." I looked down, following her buttoned blouse and her grey skirt. "Look at me when I am talking to you. Yes what?" I smiled at her teasing, but I guess she had to know that our many months of playing and mild training had not gone to waste. "Yes... Mistress!" "Good. Now sit down and tell me what possessed you to fly here for crying out loud!" "It was a mad cap idea at first. Josh and I had some holidays due and well, you kept telling me about your anniversary and where you'll be and what time and everything. I knew it was possible to do and if it didn't work out then we could just enjoy this great city." "Is Josh here?" She looked around, waiting for him to pop up out from the bushes. "Not right now, no. I wanted to meet you alone so he's gone off to Science World or something." She took my hands in hers and there was a brief pause, a moment where time stood still. We gazed at each other, looking deeper into each other's souls. Her grasp on my hands lessened and I pulled one hand away. Even though she had already held me, I wanted to touch her, to feel her. My finger sloped down her cheek and I leant forward. "Can I kiss you?" She didn't answer or move and for a split second I thought about backing off and then I saw that look. The look I suspected she had when at times she had written to me and said I mustn't be a chicken, to be a strong woman and take what I want. She was right of course, she built me up, praised me and encouraged me. She even tortured me when I slipped into my 'old' way of having no self-esteem. I had changed since we'd started writing. I needed to show her that I would take control of what I want. I moved myself forward until I was only a couple of inches from her mouth. This is what I'd wanted for so long, my first kiss with a woman. My skin lightly tingled from head to toe. It felt surreal, like I was watching a woman, me, lean her head forward and lick her lips then softly brush them against another woman. When the lips connected I was back in myself, feeling the softness, feeling the slight pressure that our moist lips were applying to each other. The bells of the cathedral suddenly rung out and interrupted our intimate moment. I had no idea how long we had been kissing. I broke our stare and looked around the grounds. People were scattered about, taking pictures and sauntering in and out between the trees and gravestones. What would they be thinking seeing a younger woman kissing an older one? I looked down, feeling a little embarrassed and a little ashamed at my outward spurt of public affection. Joanna stood up and towered over me. She took the lead the majority of the time in our games and the way she stood there in a no nonsense stance told me I was about to succumb to one of them. "Right young lady... I think a dare should be issued after your behaviour the other night." I looked up at her in shock. "What... now?" "YES... NOW!" My knees trembled at the thought, but it was the ache and throbbing in my pussy that overpowered me. "What do I have to do?" "Well I see you got nicely dressed up for me and you're wearing a skirt so this shouldn't be too hard for you. I know you've done worse. Remember your masturbatory session at your local church, do you?" "You can't make me do that here..." I nervously said. She giggled. "Yeah I can because I know how much you like to please me. But as you've been so naughty with your little plans I have something else I want you to do." "Ok." There was a slight pause and then I muttered to myself. "I can do this!" "Or if you like, you can back down, go and find Josh and enjoy the rest of your vacation. But it would be such a shame as you've flown all this way to play with me. I would hate it if you regretted your decision to leave now. I think we could have a lot of fun and I know you would love to include the guys, knowing what you know about my little Dickie!" She smiled wickedly. God, she knew how to manipulate me, but again she was right and I knew damn well what she meant about her little Dickie. I chuckled at her and shook my head. "Ok, Mistress... what is your dare?" "Right, we are going into the cathedral together and we are going to sit down. That is all you need to know right now." I stood up and straightened out my skirt. "I'm pleased you decided to wear a skirt and the heels for me. Although they aren't very high are they?" She said with a hint of flippancy. "They are high enough for me and what have I told you before, those who wear the heels, dominate... and those who don't... don't! They suit you far better Joanna. And before we go on, you were right... you do have the greatest of legs!" "I know Missy, that's what I keep telling you." We walked into the cathedral. "Come on, back here. I don't want us to be thrown out." I was getting nervous now, she is more daring than me and to be honest, her dares frighten the shit out of me at times. She ushered me along a pew and we sat and talked for a while. Visitors to the cathedral walked in the aisle and around the outside of the pews looking at the fantastic artwork and stained glass windows. "Now, lift your skirt up your thighs..." I sheepishly looked around. "If you act like that Missy you will be seen. Just act normal. Talk to me!" I looked at her and started talking about nothing in particular. Her eyes gazed down and she watched me hitch my skirt to my thighs. "See, wasn't hard to do was it? Now spread you legs!" I spread them and she turned her body towards me. Her fingers touched my knee and they walked higher and higher up my thigh. "Jesus Christ, what are you doing?" "Don't blaspheme Missy, remember where you are!" She said with a smirk. I gasped as her finger pressed into my knickers. It stroked rhythmically, up and down, up and down. "My, my you are soaked and from what I can feel you are wearing... lace panties." "You're gonna have to stop. I can't take this!" "Oh, I'll stop in a minute... just a little more. We like it when they are nice and fragrant, don't we?" "Please stop!" My breathing was rapid and in a blur I saw the many visitors passing us, unaware at was going on right by the side of them. Within a second or two the stroking had stopped and I looked at Joanna who had her moist digit in her mouth. "I often wondered how you would taste... now for the best part." "Best part, there's more!" I said in shock. "Oh yeah, now listen to me, because when you do this next bit, I am gonna be sitting right here watching you. Now, pull your skirt down." I got up and adjusted my skirt. My knees were trembling and I nearly stumbled. "Ok, now pull your panties down your thighs." "Are you fucking crazy?" "No... well, maybe a little. But you love this. I can tell!" I did as she requested. "Now walk around the cathedral, nice and slowly and one bit of advice, walk with your legs spread a bit more than usual. I would hate it if your panties dropped to the floor!" An evil smile beamed from her face. "Go on... I'm watching." I sidestepped out of the pew and began my slow journey around the ancient, stony building. I glanced behind me several times and caught her eyes on me. She nodded every now and then, a silent order for me to proceed on with her task. My nerves were starting to dissipate and I was now beginning to enjoy my naughtiness. I casually looked over at Joanna and gave her a smile. She nodded her approval. I snaked my way through groups of children and elderly day-trippers who were totally oblivious to a woman walking beside them, between them, with her knickers nearly at her knees and her pussy oozing sweet arousal onto her clammy inner thighs. As I walked up the middle aisle I focused solely on Joanna, everyone else appeared to vanish. I shuffled between the pews and stood beside her. Joanna turned to face me and as she did, her hand crept up my skirt. "You enjoyed that didn't you? Your thighs are sticky!" My face burned with shame, signifying that I had enjoyed it. In one swift movement she yanked my knickers down to my ankles. I shot my head around looking for people who could be standing nearby. "Don't worry, I checked before I did it! Now take them off and sit down." I stepped out of them and bent to pick them up. I scrunched them in my hand attempting to hide the white lace in my fist. "You haven't finished yet young lady!" "You are joking..." "Do you want to play?" "Yes." She lifted an eyebrow, letting me know I had missed something. "Mistress." I muttered. "Good, now look down there." She pointed to the opposite side of the cathedral. "You see that little walkway bit, that goes to the altar. Well, to the left of that, just where the choirboys sit, there is a statue of Jesus, its made of wood." I spat out a chuckle. "What's so funny?" "Is it a self-portrait?" "What?" "He was a carpenter right? Did he carve it himself?" I giggled again. "Stop being cheeky... I'll never get used to your humour. I'm being serious, his arms are outstretched and what I want you to do is take your lace panties, and dangle them off Jesus' arm." "Now you got to be kidding. Are you serious, what happens if the priest comes out?" "Well you'll have to be careful, wont you? "Oh you are something else... " She smiled, the look on her face telling me she was thriving in this. "Yeah, I'm your evil Mistress, now go on, I will follow behind you." She said with a hint of sarcasm. I took a deep breath and scuffled to the side to get out between the pews. I clenched the knickers in my hand and strutted towards the altar without taking any backward glances. I hesitantly looked around and luckily the visitors had dwindled a lot and only a few remained, idly dawdling about. I saw the wooden statue before me and it was huge, his arms were a little higher than my height. I would have to reach up to hook my knickers on. I hesitated, took one look at Joanna and then carried on walking, ignoring her disapproving stare. I walked around the first row of pews and then made my way back to the statue. No one was around me apart from Joanna who walked about five feet behind me. I unclenched my fist and quickly lifted my arm and hung my knickers over the open hand of Jesus. Without a second glance I briskly walked out of the cathedral and headed towards the bench under the St Therese window. Joanna sat beside me and held my hand. "Did you like doing that for me?" I took a couple of deep breaths and smiled at her. "I'm ashamed to say it, but yes!" "I had a feeling you might." She smirked. "It didn't take you long to get into the game playing." "Well, there is no point in dragging out the awkwardness of meeting is there? We both know why we have this friendship." "I see your point." Joanna lovingly put her arm around me and hugged me into her. "I'm pleased you're here you know!" She softly said and she planted a kiss on my cheek followed by handing me a small card. "Look, here's my address. You and Josh must come to dinner tomorrow evening. You know what day it is tomorrow..." Our Trip to Canada Ch. 05 She waited for me to answer. "The twenty third...Ohhh my god, are you sure, won't Richard be mad or something." "He won't be mad. If he is, he'll know I'll take away his treat. And he wouldn't want that. But if it happens, I know someone who would love to do his chores... don't I Amy?" I blushed, "damn right you do!" "That's settled then, be at ours at about six. We'll have drinks on the decking." "Oh does that mean I get to spy on Shirley?" "No... it means you can see where a lot of our dirty deeds are performed! Six 'o clock, ok Amy?" Joanna and I stood up and she kissed me, it was soft, sweet and enchanting. The early evening sun hid behind the cathedral causing the rays to burst lower through the bushes and trees. Between half open eyes I saw rustic colours shimmer through her strands of hair. I pulled away, in fear of never being able to stop kissing her. I embraced her and whispered softly in her ear, causing her to shiver on my breath. "We'll be there. See you tomorrow." She smiled and turned and I sat myself back on the bench, watching her bottom sway and listening to her heels striking the pathway until I couldn't hear them anymore. After a few minutes I made my way back to the hotel. Josh hadn't returned from Science World, which was a shame. I was aching and needed an orgasm, my pussy was dripping like a tap and my clit throbbed hard. I stripped off quickly not caring where my clothes landed and threw myself on the bed. My fingers went straight to the heart of my desire and they rubbed furiously on my swollen bulbous spot. I cried out in urgency as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss crashed through me. Moments later the door slammed shut on the balcony. "Well things obviously went well." Josh giggled. "What were you doing out there?" I breathlessly said. "I was sitting out there waiting for you to come back. And I was about to walk in when I saw you strip off so I sat back down and thought I'd watch the show!" "Well you could have joined me." I gave him my spoilt brat pout. "Did you enjoy the show?" He didn't say a word, he dropped his jeans and his big cock was standing to attention with a topping of pre-cum oozing obscenely in the fading light. "Well what are you waiting for hun... come here and fuck me!" To be continued...