In the previous episode I have told you how Leonora, my lesbian countess, had made me a present of her dildo. I still have the delightful thing and ever since I have made good and proper use of it. In fact, while writing of Leonora, I became so excited I pushed it up my slit.
My own story had excited me again and right after I finished it, it exploded in me and I had to lay down my pen in order to satisfy my urge to come. Sitting at the table, my pen had fallen from my useless hand… useless for writing, that is… not for other things…
I pushed my chair away from the table and looking at my own hand, armed with the dildo as it was, I deeply frigged myself with my lovely rubber friend. My wells of cunt juice were opened to full capacity and my cunt lips opened delightfully to the familiar invasion of the dildo. Oh, yes… I'm so familiar with it now… so well acquainted with its use… with its firmness… its everlasting firmness. I had the eight inches of stiff rubber prick up my slit, when Delia, my employer, friend and constant, faithful female lover, came in. Her husband is my permanent male lover and like him, she is always there to make love to me, like she is now. Later on I will tell you how I met them and became their maid and companion in their sexual adventures. But let me tell you about my little interlude during the writing of my story first.
I was well on my way to have a glorious orgasm when she came to help me get what I wanted. I loved her for doing this, for she is a marvelous wanker and sucker.
“I've been reading the last chapter over your shoulder, darling,” she said, “and I know exactly how you must feel right now, because your story also made my slit dripping wet… In fact, I have been fingering myself for some time now, although I managed to stop myself from coming. Here, let me help you. Let me masturbate you with our rubber friend… Lean back and enjoy the pleasure I'm going to give you. You know I love to make you come with the darling thing… I'm going to give myself a good rubdown at the same time…”
“Oh, would you, darling… would you please make me come… I'm longing for it so much… I can't hold out any longer… my story… reliving all those wonderful moments have been too much for me… please make me come… frig me, darling… so I can cream. Oh yes, that's it, move your hand like that… dildo me… there's nobody better with it than you are! Love me, Delia… love me…”
Delia had closed her hand around the dildo and in perfect rhythm moved it in and out of my dilating slit. Everybody present in the room could hear the sopping noise her dildo-ing made. They gathered around the two of us, grateful as they were for this opportunity to renew their own lusts and vigor while watching the little show we offered them. Being completely naked as I was, had been since the orgy started tonight, Delia's other hand closed around my breast and tickled the hardened nipple…
I sighed in pleasure when she handled me like this and I couldn't stop my eyelids from fluttering. When I was over the first wave of delight raging through my body, I focused my attention on Delia's lovely form. Her luscious breasts with their hardened nipples had just that tiny amount of drooping which made them appealing to most men, and women, for that matter.
My friend being the person she is has just as many women friends as men friends. She is so good at making love I don't think there exists anybody in the world able to resist her advances for very long. At least the people I have seen her paying her attention to so far have all fallen for her charms, and I can't blame them. She is such a wonderful person to be with, such a good lover-I can honestly say I'm very much in love with her myself. Which of course doesn't stop me from having other friends on the side.
Anyway, Delia would not want me to love only her. It's her sincerest belief that people can be in love with quite a few more persons than one, like society wants us to believe. We, that is, Delia, John, her husband, myself and our mutual friends don't act like society wants us to act at all. In fact, we love the way we live and we would like to have all people behaving like we do. Life would be so much nicer and more interesting for a lot of people if they did. But back to the story.
Looking at Delia's belly I once again marveled at the delightful roundness of it. Without it being fat or bulky, mind you. And the crown on her body was her lovely bush of pubic hairs, covering her rather pronounced cunt.
She was standing spread-legged beside the chair I was seated on and I could clearly see her opened cunt-lips. She must have been rubbing herself something awful and I promised myself and her to make love to her. The juice that was flowing from her passion flower had enticingly wet the hairs, some of it clinging in sticky drops to the insides of her lovely thighs.
My passions were on full height now, but they still seemed to rise when I looked down at my own body. My cunt lips, stretched as they were by the dildo, were closed tight around the fat stem and sensual pleasure rocked my body when Delia moved the stiff rubber poker in and out of my crack. Suddenly she started to move the dildo faster and I looked up from between my legs to find out what had made this change in her frigging speed. I could have guessed it. Her hand was between her legs, closed over her hairy mound. Her forefinger had disappeared between the wet lips of her cunt as she was frigging herself. Like the lady she was, her little finger pointed up daintily.
Bringing my head close to her pussy I could very distinctly smell her savory cunt juice. As always, it set me all afire and made my mind reel in longing for the taste of it. I took her hand away from her cunt and replaced it with my mouth. She didn't make any objections to this… I would have been very surprised if she had done so. She loves to have her pussy sucked by me and many a morning after John has left to go to his office, I go up to her room and cuddle with her in the big bed.
We spend the good part of the morning in bed then, forgetting anything but sucking one another to orgasm after orgasm. She is always eager to receive me in the morning and I'm always eager to bring her to orgasm with my tongue.
So she didn't complain now; instead, she spread her legs even farther to make it easier for my tongue to enter her to its fullest. The slightly salted taste was like nectar in my eager-mouth. She must have been pissing just before she decided to watch me write my story and knowing I like the spicy taste of fresh piss, did not bother to wipe her slit.
Making slobbering noises, I sucked her delightful cunt while Delia pumped my dilating slit with the huge rubber prick. Both of us felt happy, luscious, beautiful in our mutual pleasure. Soon, all too soon, our pleasure ended in a glutenous orgasm.
Delia flooded my mouth with the stickiness of her cunt-juice while I abandoned my spunk over the shaft of the reaming dildo. But it was very relieving and I was able to continue my memoirs after this little interlude.
The others watching us cheered when we achieved our orgasm together, their own lusts heightened by our little show. Excited as they had become, they were soon making love in all its variations again. My passions quenched again after playing with Delia, I was able to continue my story again.
One day I became interested in a married couple staying at the hotel. The first thing I do these days is to find out how long those I'm taking an interest in are going to stay. I'm only going to be really interested when they stay on for some time. If they are only going to stay for a day or so I can't be bothered. Well they were going to stay for some time and I decided to give them all my interest.
The girl was really beautiful, with a sort of tragic air, and the man was handsome, with a hard, cruel face. So far I had only had encounters with single people (not counting the newlyweds I had watched when I was first working at the hotel).
Due to my affair with Leonora, I had some experience with trio lovemaking. (You remember the little games we played with Leo, the porter?) I had liked this sort of thing a lot and I wanted to taste some more of the same and this might be my chance to have another go at it.
At the reception desk, I had found out their names. Mr. and Mrs. Robert Keeler-the girl's first name was Lorna. That's one thing and then, to become better acquainted with them. Giving them just that little bit of extra service, it didn't prove too hard, more so because they stayed in their rooms most of the time. They hardly seemed to go anywhere and were around the rooms most of the times I came in to clean.
Soon we were on speaking terms and after that they more or less took it for granted I was around when they were in their room. So they didn't bother to wait for me to leave when they were dressing and I thought that here was my big chance to become more friendly with them.
Whenever I was in the room and Lorna was dressing herself I started to help her dress. You know, the small things, like handing her her clothes and zipping her up. Nothing really special and nothing really exciting. But it helped and they were getting at ease with me and became real friendly in no time at all.
Helping Lorna dress I always managed to touch her here and there, taking good care to make it seem unintended. But she must have noticed something, for after this had happened a couple of times she looked at me with a funny look in her gray eyes. It made me feel all hot for her and I wouldn't have liked anything better than taking her in my arms and making love to her then and there. Thinking better of it, I decided to wait a little longer before I was going to be the one to make the first pass. And this happened sooner than I hoped it would.
I was just about to either give up altogether or make the first pass myself when one night upon entering their room, after Lorna had called for me, I found her standing in the center of the room, naked as the day she was born.
Although I had seen her in various stages of nudeness, I, up to now, had never seen her completely naked. It took me rather by surprise, but my surprise didn't stop me from marveling at the beauty of her nude form. With her high, firm breasts and delightfully shaped tummy, she was lovely and stimulating to my always hot senses. She must have cut the hairs of her bush regularly for she was almost bare cunted, and the pouting lips could clearly be seen. A terribly strong longing to embrace her went through me but Lorna seemed more withdrawn than her usual self.
“Will you help me get in this dress, Mitzy?” she asked, pointing out a black silk dress hanging over a chair.
“Aren't you going to wear anything underneath, Lorna?” I asked her. “It looks like a rather tight dress to me and all of your body will show in it. No matter how enticing you will look, I don't think a lot of people will appreciate this sort of thing…”
“I'm not going anywhere with it, Mitzy… I'm just going to wear it for Robert's pleasure… and mine as well. If you want to, you may stay with us tonight. We know you have wanted this for a long time already… and we decided it to be tonight… but, mind you… it could be a little rough on you… you may not have had an experience like this before…”
I didn't know what she meant but I was so overwhelmed by joy at this sudden invitation I forgot to ask her. Rushing up to her, I threw my arms around her and kissed her passionately.
“Oh, darling… you don't know how much I wanted this! For so long now! I thought you would never come out with it… let me kiss you… you're so excitingly naked… so lovely…”
My mouth went all over her body when I said this, kissing her face, neck, tits and belly. Just as I was about to go on my knees in front of her, so I could kiss her moistened cunt lips, she stopped me and raised me to my feet.
“Let's save that for a later time, Mitzy darling… There is plenty of time for that. Robert may be back soon and I want to be ready for him. Help me into this dress and wait for the things to come…”
“But why do you want to dress if you are going to make love? I would rather stay naked if I were you… it makes it so much easier, don't you think, and we can play with each other while waiting for Robert to come… or don't you like making love to another woman?”
“I'm almost dying for the opportunity to make love to you, Mitzy, but…”
“What is this 'but,' Lorna… doesn't Robert want you to make love to another woman? Surely he can't be as selfish as that! Tell me why don't you want me to make love to you… I want it so much… so very much…”
“Because this isn't going to be just a fucking! We will have all the time to do all the things we want later on. I will suck you… you will suck me… Robert will love it, watching us doing a sixty-nine… and he will fuck the two of us till we can't see straight any longer… he is that much of a man, you know… but first of all he is going to whip me and because he doesn't want to spoil my skin, I'm going to wear this tight dress…”
“Robert is going to whip you, Lorna? And you are going to let him do that?”
“Of course I'm going to let him whip me! I need it sometimes to get really hot… just like Robert sometimes needs to whip me… and this is one of these occasions. I'm going to be whipped out of my senses and you will see how much I love it. I'm going to cream under his blows! I don't think you have ever seen anybody so randy as me when I'm properly whipped. Tell me, have you ever been whipped?”
“No, I haven't, although I whipped an old gentleman a couple of weeks ago and I must say I kind of liked the experience, but I was doing the flogging and I couldn't say whether I like being whipped. I think I'm going to enjoy the sight of you being whipped… I can already picture in my mind what you would look like… Later I might feel what it is like to be whipped…”
“You may whip me as well, darling. I don't mind who does the whipping… but you will see how exciting it is to be whipped and I assure you, you will also have yourself whipped after you have seen my ecstasy… I think I'm going to enjoy the whipping more knowing you are watching… probably with your hands between your legs… frigging yourself… that's what you did when you whipped the gentleman, isn't it? You don't have to tell me… I know… I have done it myself so many times when watching Robert whip another girl… it's so exciting… it makes one dripping wet… coming like a geyser… oh, this is going to be one lovely evening… one to remember for a long time afterwards…”
Hearing her talk like this made me feel very curious about being whipped, as well as terribly excited. Involuntarily, my hand disappeared under my dress. I simply had to touch my cunt and Lorna's presence wasn't going to stop me from doing it. As always, I didn't have any panties on and finding my slit wet and eager, the clit swollen and quivering under my touch, I just had to push a finger between my hairy lips. I couldn't help myself and quickly I agitated my finger in the moist cavity a couple of times. The lovely feeling of getting near an orgasm spread through my body and spreading my legs wider I made my dress creep up, thus exposing my cunt, with my fingers busily dipping in between the hairy lips, to Lorna's view. I looked up at her and she gave me a sensuous smile. Her eyes were fixed upon me and a lewd light shone in her eyes.
“Oh, will you, Lorna? Will you please wank me? I'm so fucking randy… I just have to come and your fingers would be so nice in my slit…”
Saying this I quickly stripped myself, and once naked, I flung myself on the bed waiting for Lorna with widespread legs. I didn't have to wait long for her to sit beside me on the bed. Her hot eyes roved over my body and slowly her hand reached for my breasts. Her long, pointed fingernail lightly scratched my extended nipple. Shivering in delight at her touch, my juices started to flow when her fingers traveled over my body on their way to my eager cunt. My belly heaved under her caresses and involuntarily I spread my legs even wider. Her fingers trailing lower and lower, Lorna bent over me, closing her mouth over my rock-hard nipple. Gently she started to suck it, making me randier and randier. I couldn't hold out any longer and thought she would drive me out of my mind when her other hand began to massage my breast.
“Please, Lorna… stop teasing me, darling… jack me off… I need it so much! I can't stand it any longer… I'm all wet and hot… frig me, won't you… push your finger in… deep… deep… make me come… play with me… oh, Jesus! I'm so fucking randy… why do you torture me so… jack me off, you bitch… quickly, or I will do it myself… I want to come… come… come… so… very… badly… ooooohhhh… Loooornaaaa…”
Her hand moved lower and she reached the hairs covering my cunt and finally she touched the top of my slit. I was dripping wet, feeling the juice flow from my open cunt. I thought it was never going to happen when all of a sudden she drove a stiff finger deep inside my cunt. Her long carmine nail scratched the walls of my cunt, but I couldn't feel pain any longer… it was plain pleasure I felt and rocking up and down on the bed, I cried out my lust. Now that she had her finger in she moved it rapidly in and out of my slit, making my juices flow even more. My eyes were closed as I underwent her skilled ministrations on my cunt. She frigged me deep and good and she didn't forget to apply the proper pressure to my swollen clit. Feeling cunt all over, I was in a heaven of lust and passion, my head rolling to and fro on the cushion.
Biting my lips to keep myself from crying, I moaned and groaned in utter rut. And then, just as I was about to come in a glorious orgasm, Lorna took her finger away from my cunt!
“No… oh no, Lorna… don't stop, darling… I was almost there… don't leave me like this… please, make me come… oh, please don't stop now… frig me… frig me… I want it… I want it…”
Lorna looked at me and a little smile crept over her face. I almost cried when I looked at her. Never before had I felt so cruelly left… unsatisfied, but still randy… terribly randy…
My own hand went to my slit. If she wasn't going to make me come I was going to do it myself. I just couldn't stay like this… I had to have an orgasm! Before I could start to jack off Lorna took my hand away from my slit and I almost struck her in the face when all of a sudden I saw what she had in mind.
Taking my hand from my dripping slit and bringing her head between my legs in one motion she went for my cunt with her open mouth. Deeply her agile tongue entered my slit and delightfully swiped over my swollen clit… After her cruel behavior of not too long ago, this was almost too good to be true, but it was!
Licking and sucking away at me, eating my pussy like one hungry for days, she had me swooning and groaning in no time at all. With swift motions her tongue went over the entire length of my burning twat, and it didn't take her long to bring me to where she had left me. My sticky come-juice was still flowing in her mouth when the door opened and her husband, Robert, entered the room.