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Begin Part 2

This is a work of fiction that may include incest, under-age sex, paedophiliac
sex
and/or bestiality. If any of these offend you, are illegal in your location or
if you are
under the age of majority in your location, STOP IMMEDIATELY and do NOT read
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Begin Part 2

Taking hold of her bush with my lips and teeth, I pulled and shook her
mound, finishing by passing my tongue the length of her slit.  I rose to my
feet and
led her to the tub, turning off the taps, and helping her into the mounds of
bubbles in
the tub.
When I got in, facing her, she spread her legs, up on the sides of the tub, to
allow me entrance to the water.  When I had settled down, with the bubbles up
to my
chin, she used her legs, on the edge, to raise her center above the froth,
presenting her
foamy bush to the level of my chin and asked, "What would you like to do to me
now, Arthur?"  Taking the hint, I leaned forward, buried my face in the foam,
and
fastened my lips to her slit, sucking her labia deep into my mouth.  Gnawing,
and
chewing gently caused her body to squirm, and twitch, as her heels drummed on
the
sides of the tub.  After a few minutes she slipped her legs from the tub edge,
and
wrapped them around my waist.  I removed my lips from her pussy, and lowered it
to
my rigid prick.  She took hold of me, and guided me into herself.  The foam
eased my
entrance, and her weight sank me, to my entire length, into her.  Her lips
pulled back,
as she felt me inside her, and she groaned in my ear.  "Oh God, Arthur, that
feels so
good.  I love it!"  The tidal waves our exertions caused, in the bath-water,
were
reflected in the waves of emotion, and pleasure, rolling across Yasmine's face,
as we
approached our climax.  Her pussy clasped me tightly, as she rose and fell on
my rigid
prick, drawing from me a sudden spasm of release, that emptied my sac, into her
warmth and moisture.
We lay back against our respective ends of the tub, as our passions sub- sided.

We soaped each other quickly, ducked under the water to rinse off, and got out
to dry
each other, before donning our robes, to return to our room.  As we walked down
the
hall, I glanced back over my shoulder, and saw Jules and Haddy just entering
the
bathroom.  I hoped that they would have as interesting a time as Yasmine and I
had
had.
*     *     *
he rest of that week passed in a blur of sightseeing and sex, but the
highlight,
of our private activities, came on the second day before our vacation ended. 
We had
spent the day riding the red busses around London , transferring from one line
to
another, at random, getting a feel of the city, and the people in it.  As
evening
approached, we headed toward our hotel, and a quiet evening, with no real
plans,
except to spend the time together, and get to know each other, better than our
concentration on each other, as couples, had provided.  We got off the bus a
couple
blocks before the hotel, where we had found a "Fish and Chips" shop we liked,
to get
our dinner, to "Take-away" to our rooms.  We all gathered in Jules' room, after
going
to our own, to get rid of coats and packages of souvenirs, as his had a little
more
space, and an easy chair, that mine did not.  We laid out the meal, on the
table, and
seated ourselves, to ease the appetite we had built up, during the day.  The
conversation was animated, as we dug into the Plaice and Fries.  Like fast food
in the
U.S., it was greasy, and there weren't enough napkins, which was the real cause
of the
direction of the rest of the evening.  
As we finished our meal, Jules took Yasmine's hands in his and began to lick
the grease off her fingers, sucking each one, in turn, into his mouth, and
swirling his
tongue around it.  When he had finished all of her fingers, he held her hands
next to
each other, palms toward him, and began to lick the palms and wrists.  Her
mouth
had fallen open, and she was beginning to breathe hard, when I felt Haddy's
hands
on mine, raising them to her lips for a kiss.  Taking both my hands in one of
hers, she
used the other, to begin to un-button her blouse.  When she had finished, she
shrugged it off her shoulders, revealing that she wore no bra, that evening. 
She then
took my hands to her breast, and began to spread the grease from my hands, by
rubbing them firmly on her skin.  When both breasts were shining with grease
she
pulled my head forward 'til I could apply my tongue to her skin.  I started to
lick off
the grease, as she guided my head on a tour of her breasts, aureoles and
nipples.  By
the time she had my lips surrounding a nipple, with my teeth holding it firmly,
and
my tongue circling the rigid flesh, in my mouth, Yasmine and Jules had left the
table,
and were lying on the bed, kissing fervently, their hands exploring each others
bodies. 
Haddy took my hand, rose, led me to the other side of the bed, and pulled me
down
beside her.  Jules had rolled to his back, with Yasmine on top of him.  I was
on top of
Haddy, and the bed was small. I could feel Yasmine's hip and shoulder pressing
against my side.  Yasmine's shirt was bunched up, under her arms, and her
little
breasts were flattened against Jules' chest. His hands were on the globes of
her ass,
inside her panties, below her hiked up skirt.  
Haddy spread her legs under me, and wrapped them around my waist, causing
her skirt to rise to her waist, exposing her naked pussy.  I guessed she had
removed
her underwear, sometime between our returning to the hotel and our gathering in
her
room, for dinner.  Her hands were busy at my waist, un-doing my belt and
trousers,
and pushing them down my legs.  When she had them out of the way, her hands
dove into my shorts, encircled my prick and cupped my balls.  Her hands milked
my
prick, as it grew, in her warmth.  When I was fully stiffened, she removed her
hands
and pushed my shorts down, to join my trousers, grasped my prick again, and
guided
it's head to the lips of her pussy.  She rubbed it the length of her slit, back
and forth
across her clitoris, and then to the entrance to her hole.  When she had it
lined up,
her legs pulled me into her, with a grunt, to my full length.  I withdrew to
almost my
full length, the started a slow, deep, pumping rhythm, aiming toward a long
slow
session, for me, and as many orgasms for Haddy, as she was capable of.  I felt
the
mattress bounce, and felt four hands on my back, rolling the two of us over,
onto my
back.  I looked up to see Yasmine, naked, standing at my head, and a naked
Jules,
bending over, to kiss and lick Haddy's ass crack.  Yasmine mounted the bed,
straddling my head, with her pussy only inches from my mouth, as Jules spit on
his
prick, spread Haddy's ass, and pressed the head of his prick into her ass-hole.
 She
jolted, and then relaxed onto my chest, while Jules slowly slipped more and
more of
himself into her back-door.  I could feel his advance into her, through the
thin layer
of membrane between our pricks.  When he was fully buried in her, Yasmine
lowered
her pussy that last couple inches, burying my mouth with her cunt.  Jules and I
started pumping in and out of Haddy's holes, in an ever increasing tempo, and
depth. 
Yasmine's pussy was drenching my mouth, and face, with her fluids, which I was
swallowing, as fast as it came from her.  Haddy, sandwiched between us, was
unable
to move up and down to any good effect, so she started to move from side to
side, in
time with our pumping.  Occasionally, I could feel Haddy's tongue, lapping off
the
pussy juices, running down my chin, and neck.  Haddy stuffed her hand in her
mouth
to stifle her screams as she came, squeezing our pricks and flooding mine with
her
juices.  
Jules rolled off her, onto his back, and Haddy rolled off me, to lick Jules
clean;
while Yasmine leaned forward, to lick my prick dry, of Haddy's juice.  As she
licked
me clean and stiffened me, I continued to lick and suck her pussy, running my
tongue
in and out of her hole, feeling her cunt contract around it. 
Haddy rose and brought two chairs from the table and placed one on either
side of the bed.  She urged Jules into one of the chairs, came to the bed, and
gently
pulled Yasmine off me and pulled me to my feet, pushing me toward the empty
chair. 
When I was seated, she went to the bed and Yasmine, seated herself next to her,
and
put her lips to Yasmine's.  "Arthur, I want you and Jules to watch," Haddy
said, and
she started to kiss and lick Yasmine's neck, and shoulders, working her way
down to
her breasts.  Yasmine had raised my prick, with her mouth, and I sat in the
chair,
watching the girls, with my hand curled around my hard-on.  Across the bed, and
the
bodies of the two girls, Jules sat with his prick in his hand, and his eyes
fastened on
Haddy and Yasmine.  Haddy's mouth had passed down to Yasmine's belly, and her
tongue was flickering about her navel, with excursions up to her breasts, and
down to
her bushy mound.  Yasmine's hands were stroking Haddy's legs and feet,
massaging
her toes and the soles of her feet.  Soon, Haddy moved on the bed, and lay down
across it, with her pussy facing toward me, where I sat, holding my prick. 
Yasmine
rose to kneel astride Haddy's head, facing me, then leaned forward to bury her
face in
Haddy's pussy.  Haddy raised her legs straight up in the air, and spread them
to both
sides, opening her cunt to Yasmine's tongue, and my view.  My hand started to
move,
on my prick, in time to Yasmine's slow lapping, up and down Haddy's slit. 
Pearls of
fluid were dribbling out the bottom of her slit and Yasmine would dive to catch
them
on her tongue as they appeared.  Her eyes were wide open, looking at my prick,
as my
hand traveled the length of it.  I could see, across the length of Yasmine's
back,
between Haddy's legs, that Jules was jerking his prick, with his eyes glued to
Yasmine's pussy, as Haddy slurped and sucked at it, over her face.  I got up
from the
chair and walked around the bed to Jules side, pulled him up and pushed him
toward
the other side.  When he was on his way, I approached Yasmine's ass, and wet
her
asshole, with the opalescent drop at the tip of my prick, pressed the head
against her
ring, and pushed into her.  My balls rested in Haddy's eyesockets like two eggs
in a
carton and her nose stroked the under side of my prick as I slowly pumped in
and out
of Yasmine's tight ass.  On Jules' side of the bed, he had Yasmine's hair in
his hands,
and his prick in Haddy's cunt, pumping in and out, as Yasmine licked his belly.
When I felt my cum pulsing in my balls, I pulled out of her ass, and rammed
my full length into her cunt, feeling Haddy's tongue flicking Yasmine's clit,
as I
pumped toward my climax.  I jetted into the depths of her pussy and froze to
keep
myself inside her wetness.  When I shrunk, and slipped out of her, Haddy
fastened her
lips to the rim of Yasmine's hole, and sucked my juices into her mouth, as they
drained out of her.
Jules was rocking in and out of Haddy's cunt, until suddenly he pulled back,
and rammed himself into Yasmine's open mouth, bulging her cheeks with his
juice, as
he quivered on his feet, next to the bed.  When Jules and I had finished we
slumped
on the bed on either side of the girls and watched them as they mouthed and
licked
each other to orgasm.  The four of us cuddled together, in a clump, and drifted
to
sleep, as the sweat dried on our bodies, in the warmth of the room, and each
other.
*     *     *
The last two days of my leave saw very little sightseeing, and a whole lot of
the
inside of our hotel rooms.  The night after the last one described, the girls
decided to
trade men, and I spent a hot, and steamy, night with Haddy, while Jules and
Yasmine
were together, in the other room.  We exchanged stories, at breakfast the next
morning, and returned to one room, to find combinations we had not used before.

On Sunday, we all went to the airport to go in our four different direction;
Yasmine
south to Israel, Haddy west to New York, me east to Paris and the base, while
Jules
flew north to Copenhagen, where he had arranged to spend the last of his
Holiday.
On the plane, as I reminisced, I vowed to return to England, as soon as
possible, to
further explore the Hospitality of the people, that had been demonstrated so
clearly
by Albert, on our first night, and to find out if the girls were as hospitable.
THE END  

Sailor@ocean.bottom

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