Spring in
A Short Story
By Pavel Nabokov
July 26, 2010
Keywords: M, f+(13), m(13) pedo, oral, cons, rom, slow start
Story length: 17
pages, 8,301 Words
Authors note: This story is a continuation of, “Spring
in Amsterdam – Meeting Jorge.”
Well, Jorge didn’t really surprise me at dinner. The steak and chop house he took me to was fantastic. His meal still cost as much as I had paid for his lunch and the prices here were not nearly as inexpensive. Sure he ate a lot, but he also ate slower this time, and that filled him up faster.
As we waited for our dessert to arrive at the table he said, “So what’s up for tomorrow?”
“I really hadn’t thought about that. Frankly, I just want to survive the night first, but I do know that I need a woman, no offense.”
Quietly he said, “Yea… me too. It’s been a long time.” Then his eyes turned to me focusing his attention. “Sorry Brian, what are you looking for?”
“Oh, pretty much your size with a pussy and tits. Maybe Asian cause they’re always or at least mostly on the small side.”
Jorge laughed. “It seems we have similar tastes. I like them small too… but I really like them naturally hairless. Why that turns me on is anyone’s guess, but I really like that a lot. Shaved is better than bushy, but naturally hairless is amazing.”
I was a little puzzled and said, “What do you mean naturally hairless?”
“Duh! I mean like they are young enough to not have any hair down there.”
My cock started misbehaving almost immediately. Was he serious, could he find someone old enough to be sexy and young enough to be hairless?
“You mean a girl, a pre-pubescent girl, right?”
“Well sort of. You know some girls mature at different rates, just like guys do. Some girls can look like they’re nine or ten, and be flat as a pancake, but already have a hairy bush. Some can have small, even sometimes larger tits and be hairless, and look old… I mean like thirteen or fourteen, but really only be around eleven. It really depends. You know what I’m talking about… you bought two of those little girl magazines.
“Yea,” I said, “I get that, but how can you tell when they’re wearing street clothes?” Besides all that, and it might sound really silly but personality really means a lot to me. Somehow you and I connected – at least for me and I hope for you. That’s what makes it really special. If you can’t connect with someone and they’re on the same page, I’d rather use my hand.”
Jorge smiled and shook his head, then said, “Well I’m not quite that fussy, but I get it… and yes I really like the connection between us. It’s pretty rare, and I had an amazing day…”
While he spoke I thought about my other fantasy and really
didn’t know how to bring it up; Jorge just obliged. It’s one thing to go walking around a strange
city with a young boy, but with a girl it seemed to me like that was far more
dangerous, even in
“You listening to me Brian?”
“Sorry, I just got lost in a thought I had. But I’m glad you feel the connection too. Thanks for letting me know.”
“So, do you want me to find a girl for us?”
“For us?” I asked.
“If you don’t mind… shit… here’s the deal. There is this one girl I really like, and I think she likes me, but she never gives it away for free. We hang out all the time together, but that’s pretty much it. I’ve tried lots of time, but for some reason she won’t have sex with the boys who are… in the business. So I figured… even if I pay for it, you could hire her to do me so you could watch. Oh, and she has a girlfriend that I think would be perfect for you. They travel mostly as a pair - more for safety than anything else. You’ve been really nice to me and I hate to ask, but it might be cool for you to watch anyway.” As he spoke, his eyes were pleading with me and his voice was trying to remain very cool sounding, but for someone so young, he was an amazing negotiator. He was a combination of a real boy with all the emotions and feelings that happen at puberty, and a street wise businessman, and very smart to boot.
“So, what you’re saying here is that you want me to pimp for you, but the pimp pays for the date. Did I get that right?”
“Well yea, except that the John pay’s the pimp back after the date.”
I looked real seriously, almost harshly for as long as I could and then I just busted up laughing. This situation was beyond bizarre. I was in the twilight zone. Jorge broke up to and said, “Yea… this is really one fucked up world Brian, but that’s kinda cool too when you think about it.”
The laughter was interrupted by the waitress who was standing by the table. She said, “Zou u heren van iets anders houden?” Jorge looked at me and said, “Coffee?” When I said no, he responded, “Geen dank u. Wij zijn gebeëindigd.”
She put the bill on the table as I looked questioningly at Jorge. “Oh, she just wanted to know if we were done with the meal.”
“She spoke pretty good English when we ordered, so what happened?”
“I think she might have overheard some magic words like pimp and john and wanted us to know she heard us. Time to scoot Brian.”
I left her a healthy tip which was uncommon to do here and we left. On the way back to the hotel we stopped by a market and picked up some munchies and also some real food and lugged it all back to the hotel.
It was around
“Brian… I’m going to go looking for the girls now. It’s still early and hopefully I can make arrangements for tomorrow. When do you want them to show up?”
Looking questioningly at him and rubbing my chin for affect, I said, “I don’t quite recall my agreement to your proposal.”
Finally the little boy came out and he stood there his head hanging down a bit and said, “Please Brian.”
Whether it was a good act or sincere I didn’t really care, so I said, “Okay. I gave him an extra key to the room and I knew that he would return one way or another as he left his back pack in the room when he left.
Before the door shut he said, “I might be out awhile, so don’t wait up. Oh… what time?”
‘You know, I’d really like to meet them before committing. How about meeting them for a late breakfast, say around ten. You know a place?”
As the door closed I heard him say, “I’ll take care of everything. See you later.”
After Jorge left I thought about the crazy day I’d just experienced. Being alone finally helped me realize that I was very tired. It had been a physically and emotionally draining day. No wonder Jorge ate so much.
After changing the linens again, I decided to take another shower and then get comfortable. Sitting in a light robe I opened the magazines I had purchased earlier that day. One of them was titled, Lolita Sex, and the other School Girls and Boys. One of the girls was probably eleven or twelve. They were just posed naked shots of her but she was very lovely. The conversation that Jorge and I had about development played right into this photo. There were four photos of her. The first was the surprise. Along with her baby face she probably had A+ size titties, nice and full with pretty pink nipples. She wasn’t a slight girl; she was what you might call average. The surprise was that in another close up photo you could see that she had a hairless mons. It wasn’t shaved and it looked like a little girls’ pussy. It was beautiful with plump vulva and her crack was open just enough to see her clit ridge and her small vaginal opening. In another photo there was a girl of maybe ten, flat as could be, but a quite hairy pussy. In some sense, that photo was stimulating as well.
I was starting to fall asleep, so I just put the magazines away and headed to the bedroom. I heard a clap of thunder as my head hit the pillow and soon fell into a deep and restful sleep. The last recollection I had was hearing the sound of rain against the window.
As I started to come out of the most peaceful sleep I’d had in months, I knew I wasn’t dreaming. Someone was sucking on my cock and it felt wonderful. I just lay there pretending to be asleep and enjoying the stimulation as my consciousness moved back to reality. Keeping my eyes closed I suspected that it wasn’t Jorge who was administering to me, so I opened my eyes to slits and saw super dark brown hair and a very pretty mouth going down on me. It was light outside but it was still raining, so I just went with it. I was hoping that Jorge was around somewhere.
My sex partner, whoever it was, knew how to stimulate a cock. I decided to open my eyes and moan a little to let the person know that I was coming around. Soon her mouth came off my cock as she held it in her hand. Looking at me was the face of a very pretty Asian girl smiling back at me.
As she nonchalantly held onto my wet cock she said, “Hi, my name is Sari. Jorge told me to wake you up this way. Is that okay?”
When she moved her head to look at me, her long mane of hair dropped to the floor over her shoulder. He face was flawlessly beautiful. He skin was a warm very light bronze color with naturally pinkish cheeks. Her eyes were huge and medium brown. She wasn’t Chinese or Japanese, and looked more like someone from the Philippians. Her nose was perfectly straight with slightly flaring nostrils, and her lips seemed to be naturally be medium full and naturally red. I couldn’t see much of her, but I could tell that she was wearing a dress.
Smiling back at her I said, “Oh yes, it’s wonderfully okay Sari. It’s nice to meet you.”
She smiled back and said, “Just close your eyes and enjoy yourself.”
She brought me to the cusp of orgasm three times before letting me have one. I thought I heard her giggle at my frustration after the last time she’d stopped. It was the most gentle blow job I’d ever had. Her mouth and tongue did most of the work and she used her hand for guiding my cock where she wanted it. As my nuts tightened against me she could tell I was ready to explode. She crawled up on the bed and put her mouth just over the head of my cock and pulling a good vacuum she moved her mouth and tongue over my frenulum about an inch up and down until I came. Her hands steadied her on the bed. As I exploded in her mouth she just swallowed and kept the stimulation going but much easier until I was finished.
As I slowed my breathing, totally spent, she lapped the extra moisture from my cock and then gently laid my cock against my stomach, got up off the bed and walked to the door where she turned to say, “Jorge and my girlfriend are in the other room. Come out when you want to, and the shower is empty.”
I was surprised at how truly beautiful she was, not to mention just sucking on my cock having never met me before. Her hair came down below her cute round bottom. She wasn’t quite as tall as Jorge, but her dress revealed a hint of a bosom and a slight flaring of her narrow hips. She was trim and looked to be very fit.
After a few moments of reflection, I got out of the bed and tossed on a pair of sweat shorts and a t-shirt and walked out to the sitting room where they were all sitting around a table, eating as usual and just talking quietly.
Jorge stood up and said, “Morning Brian. Sorry about the surprise. Last night by the time we all got together it was raining pretty heavy and there weren’t any cots available at the hostile, so I brought the girl’s back here. You okay with that?”
He looked like he was a bit frightened that I would be angry, so I eased his mind and said, “Not after that lovely breakfast in bed I had. I’ll be out shortly,” and headed into the bathroom for a quick shower. I just caught a glimpse of the other girl who on first glance looked like a boy.
Walking out of the bathroom and feeling a lot more awake, the conversation at the table suddenly stopped and all eyes were on me. I smiled and said, “Well good morning. Just what time is it?”
Jorge said, “It’s late, nearly eleven. You must have been really tired last night.”
To not be so suggestive and say what was on my mind, I said, “It was probably just the jet lag that finally caught up with me.”
Then Jorge came back with, “Yea… right Brian,” to the seeming consternation of the looks given him by the other girl.
“Oh, Brian… since you’ve already met Sari, this,“ he said pointing to the other girl, “is Leona, only she likes to be called Lenie.”
I just smiled at her and sat down on the one remaining chair at the table. Luckily, I sat between both girls.
“So what time did you get her last night?” I asked.
Jorge said, “I guess around two. But we got to sleep right away, I was pretty beat too. I found Siji and we got into a conversation and then we had to find Sari, so it took longer than I thought. Hey Brian, you ready for breakfast?”
I shook my head and sighed, he was hungry again. I looked to the girls and said, “Are you ladies hungry?”
The smiles in return and the audible, “Like famished,” followed by utter silence that came from Lenie convinced me they were.
So I looked at Sari and said, “My dear, what kind of lunch would you like?”
Without hardly a pause between my
question and her blurting out, “Pannekoekenhuis,”
followed by a blush and her eyes looking downward to see what her hands were
doing,
I said, “Did you say Pancake House?”
“Ja… I mean yes… I’d like
that muchly.”
Obviously, her English was not as good as Jorge’s, and I smiled at her reply. Lenie said, “Sari, Muchly is geen Engels woord. Zeg, " I' D als dat very much.”
Sari blushed and said, “Sorry Brian, I’d like that very much. My Engles not so good.”
“I understood what you meant, and that’s the important thing. Then I looked at the very surprising Lenie and said, “I think we can stop the English lessons for today – let’s just have a good time – okay?”
Lenie wasn’t too happy I said that, and flushed a little as she looked at Sari and said, “We start again tomorrow.”
Lenie was either really dike, or just a dominant tom-boy type. She had light brown hair styled like a very short boys’ butch hair cut. It looked as if it had been styled by a pro which was a surprise. Her eyes were a darker gray than Jorge’s, and they were large too. Facially, she was as beautiful as Sari. She had flawlessly tanned skin, with a broad mouth, really cute little ears that almost came to a point. She looked like a pixie. She was really cute, but as her formal name implied, she was a lioness. I figured she was also younger than Jorge or Sari, but I’d find out later. She had on a black Metalica t-shirt that was snug, and pretty new jeans with a large belt and fat brass buckle. When she stood up, she was as tall as Jorge and she wore black leather boots that were anything but feminine. Like Sari, she was tightly built, but had a slightly bigger bone structure. Her t-shirt did little to reveal her just forming small breasts.
“So, let’s get some pancakes,” I said.
Lenie stood up and came around the table as I stood and she said, “Let’s do business first, Brian.”
Jorge hung his head and said, “I’ll handle that Lenie... later”
Ignoring him, and in a very demanding way she said, “For a day, I want 125 American up front, and Sari gets the same - not including lunch. You agree?”
“No, not really,” I said. “So far all you’ve done is sleep here out of the rain without my permission, eat my food, and been sort of rude to me and Sari. You haven’t done anything worth me paying you a dime. Sari however has, and she and I will come to our own agreement. Besides, I figure I already owe her more than you wanted me to pay her, so go fuck off.”
The silence in the room was deafening. After staring at Lenie for about 30 seconds I looked at Sari and Jorge and said, “You guys still up for lunch, because I am. Ready to go?”
Jorge said, “Ahhh, sure Brian.”
Sari said, “Yes please, I’m hungry muchly.”
I opened the door to the room and we walked into the hall. I looked back into the room and there were a few tears streaming down Lenie’s face and was she ever angry about that.
“Lenie,” I said, “come on out so I can lock the room up. Sorry things didn’t work out.”
She walked out of the room and I closed it up. Lenie walked in front of us and she scurried down the stairs. We followed. When we got to the street, Lenie was nowhere to be seen, and I was starting to feel a bit bad. The good thing was that it had stopped raining recently and the sun had come out. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so harsh to her. It certainly dampened the lighter mood earlier. As we passed by the next alley, I saw her leaning against the brick wall in the shadows. I thought Sari and Jorge noticed her too.
Sari said, “Sorry about Lenie, Brian. She’s gotten… how do you say… some John’s not paying her, and because she looks the way she does, she seems to attract harsher men types. So she a lot more careful now.”
“Yea,” I said, “I kind of figured that out. But there’s a way to do it, and she needs to soften her tone, she’s too young to be taken seriously acting that way. Worse than that, she was rude, and I just don’t like rude people. There’s enough of them in the world already.”
By the time we got to the Pancake house, Lenie was trailing behind us by a half-block or so. I asked Jorge to go tell her that I’d buy her lunch if she could be civil and not act like a little bitch.
Jorge’s eyes brightened up as he ran towards her.
Sari said, “Jorge likes her muchly, but he doesn’t know that she likes him too. He thinks she does, but Lenie can be hidden and not show feelings. I know her well, and she’s really sweetness, but it doesn’t come up much. She has got me out of trouble many times with bad customers. We are lovers too. Don’t think much badly of her.”
As they came to the door of the restaurant, lunch was
already getting started and there were not many tables. In
As Lenie arrived her head was hanging down and she was very quiet. I lifted her chin and looked her in the eye and said, “Okay, here’s your first job. Go in there and get us a table with only four chairs. I handed her a 20 gilder bill and said, “Will this cover the expense of you actually doing something?”
She couldn’t resist talking back and I rather expected it. She said, “You going to be a dick all day?”
Smiling and sarcastically I said, “Well aside from me and Jorge - we’re the only dicks around. Go in there and work your dickless magic.”
She groaned but I thought I saw the edges of her lips curl into a restrained smile, and leaving the money behind, she headed through the door strutting like a three-hundred pound line backer. I couldn’t believe it when she went to this big guy sitting alone and as he was eating she picked up his food and moved it to the table next to him with two other customers eating there. “There’s four of us, and we’re in a hurry.”
The big guy moved to the other table without as much as a word as Lenie whistled at us to come to the table.
When we got there she said, “Was that fast enough Dick?”
I smiled at her and said, “Well done kitten.”
Looking half serious she said, “Don’t call me kitten and where’s the twenty?”
I brought the twenty up, still in my hand and said, “Ten was for getting the table, and the other ten was for the performance which was done very well, but I’m deducting five for the back-talk.” That said, I tore the bill giving her three-quarters of it, and keeping the other quarter.”
Jorge laughed and then so did Sari as Lenie glared at Jorge and then punched him in the arm.
That made me start laughing and then all of us got a bad case of the giggles. After the disapproving waitress dropped off menu’s, we settled down.
About a minute later, Lenie said, “Hey Brian, can we start over?”
Without looking at her I said, “Hell no, I don’t want to go through that again.”
She pulled my menu down so she could look at my smiling face and said, “You are a dick, but I think you might be a nice one.”
Jorge interjected, “Oh that’s very true… trust me.”
Tension’s eased up and Lenie was
actually smiling more than I expected as we ate. For whatever reason, Pancakes in
When we got back to the room after Jorge insisted that we pick-up more munchies he said, “So Brian… you want to watch us first, or spend some quality time with Sari?”
I said, “Let me think about that while you all shower. You and Lenie go first.”
Leni sat down and pulled her boots off and shed her jeans as Jorge started the shower. Lenie had a beautiful body, and her legs were to die for. Underneath all of that boyish look of hers she wore this beautiful yellow lacey thong. I started getting hard as she bent over to pull off one of the legs of her jeans. Her butt was as beautiful as Jorge’s and about the same shape, but her developing figure told you in no uncertain terms it was a girls’ butt you were looking at. She walked into the bathroom with just her thong and t-shirt.
Sari and I sat on the love seat that turned out into a bed. The kids hadn’t figured that out the night before.
I looked at Sari and said, “You and Lenie are both very beautiful girls, I feel very lucky to have you here. “Would you mind if touch your hair? It’s really lovely.”
With a slight flush she shook her head and it all flopped over her shoulder, and I took her smile as permission.
Well, I thought it was thick, but it was dense and thicker than I imagined and the texture so silky it shined with the sunlight coming through the window. Under my breath I said, “So amazing, so beautiful, as I ran my hands through it.”
“I’m glad you like my hair, I do too, though it takes most time to dry. Many hours.”
“I’ll bet it does, do you ever wear your hair in a pony tail? I asked.
“Most times,” she said. “You like pony’s tail?”
“Mostly I like two of them set high on the head.”
“Oh,” she said, “like small girls wear – yes?”
“Yes,” I said already getting excited by the possibilities that we would soon share.
She reached over and touched my hair, and said, “Like mine only black and not as long. You are a pretty man?”
Just then, Lenie and Jorge emerged from the bathroom, Jorge was naked and Lenie wrapped herself in a towel.
“Your turn Sari,” said Lenie. “Go clean the essentials. “Wilt u mijn hulp verpakkend uw haar in een handdoek?”
Sari nodded yes to the question asked and they both walked into the bathroom.
I turned questioningly to Jorge and he said, “Lenie is putting her hair up in a towel so it doesn’t get all wet. Sometimes it takes her hair six hours to dry. And no, she won’t use a hairdryer.”
“What nationality is she Jorge? She’s so pretty and I love her eyes.”
“Indonesian and something else that I forget. She’s an orphan and she ran away from the orphanage and made her way here. I’m glad you like her. When we were in the shower, Lenie told me that she thinks you are really handsome. And she also likes you. I guess because you stood up to her. She’s really a lot softer in the inside.
I heard the shower turn on and Lenie came back into the sitting room. I got up off the love seat, moved the coffee table out of the way and tossed the two cushions to Jorge. When I pulled the handle out and opened the bed, Jorge said, “Damn, whish I’d known about that last night.”
I walked over and sat in comfy chair Jorge and I had shared the day before and sat down.
Lenie said, “Okay, so what do you want us to do? You going to take off your clothes first or just watch like that?”
“Do you know what role playing is Lenie?”
“Yea,” she said, “I’ve done that a few times.”
“Good. So here is the role. You both secretly really like each other, and while you’d really like to have sex with Jorge, you refuse to because you’ve been hurt just to damn many times and you refuse to allow yourself to get hurt again. Jorge, or I should say the role Jorge will play is the guy you are interested in. You find yourself alone together and your feelings are overcoming your fears. So you relent and let him make love to you. What happens is so pleasing to you both that you play with each other for a couple of hours, maybe more. The role Jorge plays is to get you to cum three times before he allows himself to have an orgasm, and when he finally does, you do your best to make that orgasm the best ever. Then you take over and both of you orgasm as many times as you want to.”
About half-way through my little speech, Sari walked out of the bathroom with the towel just covering her bottom. My eyes almost popped out of my head. She had put her hair into two pony tails that drove me nuts. She was truly lovely. She had small perky AA size breasts, with bronzish-pink nipples that were already hard. Her slight hourglass figure was very stimulating and her smallish rib cage made her breasts look larger than they really were. She had long tapered legs and I couldn’t wait for her to drop that damn towel.
Continuing my speech to Lenie and Jorge I added, “So how does that sound?”
Lenie spelled a set-up, but tried not to let on. As she was considering her response, I lifted my hand indicating for Sari to join me. She walked around the hide-a-bed and stood next to my chair.
Lenie finally said, “So, you’re going to sit there and watch us the whole time… right?”
“I’m going to do what I want, and Sari needs some attention too. But do you understand the request?”
“Yea, I guess so. Sounds kind of silly really.”
“It also seems kind of silly if you look around this room and see a man fully dressed sitting in a chair next to a young girl with a towel wrapped around her waist and bare naked on top, plus a naked boy and another towel wrapped lovely stranding close to him who looks like shes trying to look like a butch dike. That would sound silly to most people.”
“Did you say I look lovely… did I hear that right Brian?”
“Lenie – please drop the towel before I answer.”
I was surprised that she didn’t hesitate. She just pulled the little end of the towel folded over her left breast and the towel fell away. When it did, I was amazed by my reaction. I started getting hard immediately. Okay, her breasts were really small - very small mounds of flesh. She didn’t have little girl nipples, but her aureole’s were small too; her nipples were hard and fairly long too. Her bald pussy was amazing to look at. It was the first time I’d seen one in the flesh. Her clit ridge could be easily seen hiding in those fat little pussy lips of hers.
“You’re right Lenie, lovely was the wrong word. You are a very sexy and beautiful young woman and damn lucky to have the genetics your parents gave you. How old are you anyway?”
Lenie actually blushed when I said that. “You’re a very convincing liar, Brian, but thanks anyway. Oh, I’m thirteen, the same as Jorge.”
Sari, feeling ignored said, “I’m fourteen Brian?
I turned to her and said, “Can I have a look at you sweetie?”
She just nodded her head yes, but didn’t remove the towel, so I just slipped the knot out and let it fall. Sari was close to me and I was almost looking directly at her pussy when the towel hit the floor. Sari was nearly bald, but just above the top of her crack you could see a tiny vee of super fine, super straight black hair coming in. It almost looked like a shadow. But her high set pubic bone and vulva were prominent. Her pussy was narrow and longer by comparison to Lenie’s, but her vulva were full and very meaty. Her smallish thighs were set back from her pussy, and that magical UU shape of her pussy lips made my cock rigid and my mouth water. All you could see of her clit ridge was at the very top of her crack, the rest was hidden by the firm flesh of her labia.
“So are we agreed Lenie… Jorge?”
Lenie responded with, “I guess its okay.”
I looked up at Sari and said, “Do you like to watch people have sex?”
“Well I’ve watched muchly, so not so much, but I want to watch this… it could be funny.”
Lenie frowned at her as Sari blushed and Jorge really felt uncomfortable, but Lenie pushed Jorge onto the bed, then climbed in next to him and said, “Go ahead… do what you want to.”
I could tell that Lenie was interested in just getting this over with, especially with us watching.
I stopped the process and said, “Hold on now… that’s not right at all. You know damn well Lenie that you’d never do that in real life. This is a role play. Both of you go put your clothes back on. Then I want you to start kissing and being tender with each other. Make it look convincing to me. After about fifteen maybe twenty minutes then you can take off your clothes and then get it on.
“You know, you’re really mean Brian. That’s just damn shitty,” said Lenie.
“It just might be, but you agreed to do this and told me you knew what role play meant, so prove it, or just tell me you won’t do it. I’ll pay you for the show so far, then you can go and do whatever you want. Your choice.”
“How much you paying me to do this?”
Inside I laughed, but I said, “Jorge, how much would a John pay for this?”
“Lenie’s eyes glared at him and said, “Oh, probably 100 to 150 a piece?”
“Guilders or dollars?”
“Oh… sorry, Guilden.”
Lenie punched him when he said that.
“I’ll make it 200 Gilders, Lenie.”
Under her breath she said, “Shit.” The just as softly she said, “Vloek het al Jorge. Wij konden a lot more gekregen hebben. Bovendien, u kent I don' t wil dit hoe dan ook doen,” to Jorge.
Sari laughed at that.
I said, “Well Lenie yes or no?”
She didn’t say anything except she stood up and started getting dressed. Then she looked at Jorge and said, “You too ass hole.”
I left it alone and looked over Sari. I was getting tired of pimping for Jorge, but hopefully it would all work out.
Sari smiled at me and leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “You’re nice man for doing this for them. I think I know what you do.” Then she turned my head towards her and kissed me very softly on my lips, her tongue licked at my lips and then I returned the favor. Soon, Sari and I were fully engaged licking, and kissing.
She had a beautifully long neck and sensitive ears. She was wiggling on my lap as I hit her sensitive spots and she seemed to giggle and softly moan a lot. As I was kissing her neck she said, “Take off clothes please. I want touch you, and you touch me. I hornier than most times.”
“Be right back,” I said and went in to the bedroom to change. When I returned to the sitting room, Jorge and Lenie were embracing and kissing and even Lenie seemed really into it. She had already unbuttoned his shirt, and his hand was on her small breast outside her t-shirt.
Sari smiled when I came back into the room and she got off the chair. I sat down with only a partial erection, and guided Sari to sit with her back against my chest and her bottom just above my cock. We started kissing again as my hands roamed her chest. Her breasts were so firm and she seemed to like them being squeezed as I occasionally flicked and pinched her nipples. Her kisses were really fantastic. She had a long tongue as I had learned earlier that morning. As we kissed my hands roamed down across her taught tummy and soon down farther to her pussy. She tossed her legs to the side of mine and I let both of my index fingers open her flower as I felt her labia and brought some moisture up from her vagina to cover her clit.
Across the room I heard Lenie sigh and give a low moan. I heard her say. “Damn you for getting me into this. Shit, shit, shit,” as she tongued his ear and then went to his lips. She held his head as she kissed him deeply flushing all the while he skin broken out in goose flesh. Jorge had the silliest look on his face, like it was his first time having sex. That goofy little boy look was precious to see.
Sari was watching too and whispered to me, “Lenie likes this more than I believed. She’s going to kill Jorge with sex. He won’t be good for a day or so after,” then she giggled. “This is fun. Will you suck on my chest bumps?”
Lenie was already taking Jorge’s clothes off, and Jorge had her t-shirt off already lapping on her nascent tits.
I had Sari turn around facing me. I got lost in her for probably ten or more minutes, and really wanted to lick her snatch. Sari was a very passionate girl, and I truly believed she was enjoying this.
Running my hands down her back as she twisted my nipples feeling her spine and the muscles of her back really turned me on. Her skin was the softest I’d ever touched. Very supple and warm, it almost felt a bit oily but wasn’t. Her bottom was magic. Sitting the way she was across my thighs, her butt crack was open. Her glutes were firm and muscular. I dipped my finger down her crack and found her vagina. Getting some moisture from her I started massaging her bottom hole. She seemed to like that. She pushed away from me and holding my face she said, “We get more comfortable – yes?”
I surely wanted that, and said, “Soon… real soon.” I pulled her close to me to hug her and also so I could look over her shoulder at the other two across the room. Both kids were now very naked. Lenie was lying on her back and Jorge was between her legs. She held his head as he lapped her just then to what I guess was her second orgasm. Those long legs of hers rose off the bed along with her spine and she was shaking from head to foot.
Sari heard the sounds and turned to watch as well. As soon as Lenie’s orgasm calmed down she yelled at Jorge, “Put it inside me now… please – I mean right now.”
I lifted Sari and carried her over close to the hide-a-bed as Jorge not even noticing us, put his thighs under Lenie’s and closed in on her. He swiped her pussy to get some lube and then aimed and plunged into her. She gasped and moaned open mouthed, then from nowhere she sat up on top of Jorge pushing his back on the mattress and started humping him. She had a guy’s rhythm and never missed a beat. His cock flew in and out of Lenie at a fast rate. Her eyes were closed as she moved his hands to her nipples and said, “Pinch them hard.” Jorge was totally under her control and I think that really turned him on. The poor kid was almost pink all over and starting to sweat just like Lenie was.
In my arms, Sari said, “That real pretty.”
I smiled back at her agreeing and then walked her into the bedroom and closed the door. I put her on the bed, spread her legs and let my mouth go to work on that amazing pussy of hers. I was so over stimulated by that time I just pushed my face into those huge labia and lapped her from but hole to the top of her clit. She tasted fantastic, almost like really ripe bing cherries and orange blossom honey. My cock flexed several times. The folds of her labia opened and closed around my tongue as I lapped at her. Her clit was very hard and larger than I would have ever guessed for someone so young. It was sensitive too. Touching it directly was apparently over stimulating to her, so I circled the little pearl with the tip of my tongue as I started fingering her vagina. Her jerks turned into a slow rolling of her narrow hips side to side on the bed and as the pleasure of what I was doing increased, she spread her legs wider. She was starting to breathe heavier and as I lapped at her, she stroked my head. My hands went to find her breasts and as I ran a finger under the crease at their bottom, her breasts grew firmer and she shook with delight. I found her rock hard nipples and tweaked them with my fingers as I lapped at her clit. She was producing a lot of fluids that were so tasty I couldn’t believe it. Soon I sucked her clit ridge into my mouth and masturbated her by sucking it in and pushing it out between my lips. It wasn’t long before she had a giant orgasm. I had to hold her thighs down on the bed for fear she would inadvertently kick me in the face. She howled with delight and it lasted longer than I thought possible.
From the other room I heard Lenie scream as she came again as well.
Still breathless, her chest heaving Sari said, “Please Brian, fuck me now.”
I looked down at her and decided to let her do the honors. “Let me be on my back at first okay?”
She scooted over so I could lie down and she crawled over me. Her hair was hanging in my face and that alone was almost enough to make me cum, but she took my cock and without moistening it up, she just put it to her vag and sat on it.
Her face scrunched up and she whined, “Ouch!”
I started to pull out from her as she pushed me back on the bed and did it again twice more slamming me into her very fast and hard. She was so tight I thought my cock would tear itself in half at my urethra even though she was very moist inside.
After the last plunge she said, “I like it hurt like that. I mean… it hurt goodly.”
She put her hands on my hips and rocked my cock in and out of her as she looked at me. “You like?” she smiled.
“Very much, but honey I don’t think I’m going to last all that long. You feel so good inside.”
She leaned down and lay on my chest as she rocked her hips gently. She kissed me very sensuously and said, “I go slow for awhile. I like your cock. Nice size. But cum when you want. I cum two times already, you need now, so do it when ever you want. We have all day to fuck long time. I like long time fuck. If pussy to tight, can use my bottom, but it pretty tight too. I like butt fuck. Different cum than pussy cum.”
My cock flexed inside her and she smiled. “You like Jorge’s bottom?”
“Let’s just say that I really like Jorge. He’s a really nice boy and so pretty.”
She rocked on me for awhile but it was time for me to drive this, so I lifted her and put her back on the bed. She wrapped those lovely legs around my back – smiled at me and said – have a good cum. I squeeze pussy tight if you want.”
I shook my head and smiled and said, “Do whatever you want sweetie.”
And she did. I held her close feeling her small breasts against my chest and I plunged into and out of her. She clamped down on me at just the right times. I could feel the heat of her pussy and the irregularities of her vaginal tube. It was ever so stimulating. It wasn’t five minutes later that she and I were both headed way past the point of no return. She and I were sweating and moaning and soon I felt her vagina flood with moisture as she clamped tightly to my cock. Three more pumps in and out of her and I exploded - spraying her insides as my body shook in delight. Vocally she was noisy as hell and I knew she was cuming too. How it happened I’ll never know, but my orgasm lasted quite a while after I’d finished filling her with my sperm and I stayed hard the whole time. She was still shaking and huffing for air as I slowed. My sated cock gave up the ghost quickly as the wondrous sensations past and it shrank dropping out of her. I rolled over next to her, pulled her op top of me and started kissing her passionately which she seemed to enjoy as much as I did.
A few minutes later, she said, “Ready to cum more… I am?”
I laughed and said, “Had you not been so good at this, I might have been, but right now I need a break for awhile.”
She smiled and frowned at the same time. Don’t ask me how, but that was her body language.
“Let’s look and see Jorge and Lenie.”
Naked, I opened the door to the see the two of them just hugging and kissing. Jorge was still hard and ready but the scene seemed more relaxed and less hungry than what I’d heard in the bedroom. They were both smiling at each other and talking quietly. Every so often Lenie would hit Jorge in his arm lightly and blush or kiss him sweetly.
Sari smiled and whispered, “Lenie liked doing Jorge. She only looks that way when she gets romance… I think romance is the right words – Ja?
I kissed her on the forehead and whispered back, “romantic,” but I understood anyway.
Jorge had just spotted us and inadvertently smiled as he saw us standing in the doorway with Sari leaning against me as one of my hands cupped her breast.
Lenie flipped over and tried not to smile, but did anyway. “You two done already,” she asked sarcastically.
“Sari wore me out kitten, but it looks as if you haven’t quite finished off Jorge, he’s still hard.”
“Well then, you or Sari suck or fuck him. My mouth is tired and my puss is sore. The little fucker is a sex machine.”
Sari perked up and said, “Jorge, I’ll suck if you want?”
“Nice offer, but I’m beat even if my cock thinks differently.”
“I think its shower time I said, and Sari and I will go first. Lenie, can you wrap her hair again please?”
She turned back to Jorge and gave him a really nice gentle but protracted kiss and then got a towel from the floor and came over to Sari. As she finished wrapping her hair, she held on to my shriveled cock and said, “Poor little thing,” then laughed as I smacked her bottom. Her bottom was actually more muscular than Sari’s, and that says a lot.
A half hour later, we were all mostly dressed and relaxing in the sitting room. Jorge or Lenie had put the bed away while we showered.
As we talked, I took some bills out of my pocket and paid all three for the day. Lenie counted it and said, “This is too much, you didn’t get to see the whole show.”
Sari threw her arms around me and kissed me and said, “Okay… I take, but I owe you another time... maybe two. Maybe tomorrow, besides I want to. You muchly fun. Tonight, I have a special meeting, every week, same day and time. I go pretty soon.”
Jorge said, “It was a great afternoon. Thanks Brian. Lenie and I are going to go with Sari, but maybe later on, if you’d like, we can stop back. Is that okay?”
“Sure, that’s fine. Just don’t come creeping in after ten. You can spend the night too if you want, especially since you know about the bed.”
Ten minutes later they left. Sari’s goodbye kiss was sort of expected. What I didn’t expect was Lenie’s broad mouth and thick lips covering mine as she hugged me tightly. When she finished frenching me to the point where I wanted to drop her on the floor right there, smiling she said. “You really were a bastard today, but thanks. Sorry I was such an ass hole earlier.”
I rubbed my hand through her brush cut and smacked her bottom as she headed out the door.
Jorge was the last one out the door and the girls were talking quietly in the hallway. He said, “Promise, I’ll be back later and… you know… thanks – thanks a lot.”
-End of Part 2-
Authors Note:
In part 3, Lenie comes back to the hotel before Jorge shows up. Lenie wants have
some alone time with Brian. When Jorge
shows up it almost turns into an all-nighter.
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