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LUCA'S LONG WEEKEND
by Alex S. Sexton

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Personal copies and archiving of the story are permitted, but any
financial gains from this story belong to the author.

WARNING: This story may be reproduced by the author requests that its
integrity be maintained.  This story contains sexually explicit material
and   is intended for adult reading only.  "If you lack the maturity to
grasp this disclaimer, then under no circumstances read this story
without guidance of someone more mature (to quote Deirdre)."

The Luca series are based on some true incidents, but to fictionalize
people have been hybridized, names and places have been changed to
protect the not so innocent. For those of you who find the early  parts
tame I can pledge that   the series will heat up.  Among topics are
autoerotica, male-female, female-female, group, mild non-consensual, and
inanimate objects.  The events took place nearly two decades ago in an
time before the scourge of AIDS and the mortal
need to practice safe sex. Additionally, drug use is described, but
before I am flamed for this I would like to point out the setting is an
enlightened foreign land (Spain) where such things are decriminalized.

The Luca story first appeared in a.s.s. in 1995.  Upon finding the story
archived, some minor editorial changes were made.


ONE: A BAD DAY

   Luca was perspiring when she finally sat down on the train.  She was
also very angry.  Sweat matted strands of her frizzy brown hair to her
forehead and her face glisten.  Luca's anger made her eyes appear wider
and cheekbones more prominent and enhanced her already attractive
features.
   Why was she angry?  It had been just one of those days.  Everything
had   gone wrong, or so it seemed.  Her lover...
[the author, perhaps I should be described given what unfolds here more
accurately as Luca's "current permanent lover"]
... had called to tell Luca he'd be delayed a few days and miss most of
the weekend get away she had planned for their reunion.  It hardly put
her in a  good mood.  At work in the trendy upscale boutique where she
clerked,  Luca snapped at a customer and when reprimanded by the store
manager talked back   and quit.  Or was fired.
   Whatever....  Lonely, jobless and frustrated was not a good
combination of feelings for someone as volatile as Luca.  She had
decided to get away from   the city a day earlier.  Her friend Ana had
promised her the apartment at the beach for the weekend, the weather was
nice, and her ingrate lover had  abandoned her.  Luca had quickly packed
and rushed to catch the train for the beach and almost missed it.
   The cheap vinyl seats chafed Luca's thighs and sucked her flesh.
When she shifted her legs to unglue them the old pervert sitting across
from her tried  to stare up her legs and under her floral short skirt,
not quite mini but  close, for a peak of her crotch.  She shuddered at
the thought, and was glad she'd put on panties when she returned to
pack.  Still he's staring at my breasts...not much there, she thought.
Nonetheless, she felt her nipples harden.  The old man offered her a
cigarette, which she decline and lit up one of her own import brand.
She smoked staring at the ceiling of the train carriage, pouting when
she exhaled and always feeling his eyes all over her.
   Luca was glad when the lights in the car weren't turned on when the
train passed through the dozen tunnels before her stop.  The old pervert
didn't have the nerve to reach out and touch.  She thought about her
lover in the dark,  what a barstard, leaving her and then not coming
back when he said that he would.
   When her stop arrived Luca quickly ran through the station and
through the winding narrow streets of Sitges.  The town had been a
fishing village and market town for the surrounding area until
discovered by the tourists.  In the two decades since the Spanish
tourist boom had begun the foreigners and the locals had cheapened the
Sitges' with postcard and souvenir shops, bars, dank apartment buildings
and the rest of the trappings.  Still, the older parts of town still
maintained much of the charm that brought the tourists there in the
first place.
   As Luca walked to her destination a crew from the municipality water
works whistled and cajoled her, inspired by her teenage body.  Ana's
apartment was   at the old center on a hill that bisected Sitges' two
beaches, near the church and had a view over the market square from the
kitchen window.  Luca climbed up the narrow stairwell to the top floor
and unlocked the door.  The front room  had a small balcony that looked
down over a street to the northern beach though it was set back from it
by a couple of blocks.  The  furnishings were spartan and cheap, as they
were in the rest of the apartment.  A narrow hallway led to the back of
the apartment where the small kitchen and bathroom were, with a bedroom
on either side.  Luca threw her bags onto the bed in the larger room
and sat down.  It was three o'clock on Thursday afternoon.  There was
nothing  to do until Monday; then she'd have to look for a job.  Well
no, nothing to do until Sunday when that shit Remo finally arrived.
   She'd take a shower, Luca decided, cleanse herself from the city
grime and wash away the bad day.  And then to the beach and work on her
tan.  Summer was almost here and she might as well get a head start.
Maybe a swim if the water was warm enough.
   Energized by this plan Luca quickly stripped off her damp clothes,
grabbed   a towel and some toiletries from her bag and walked naked to
the bathroom. Ana  had put in a full length mirror, she noticed.  She
stood before it and looked  at herself.  Her hair was a mess, plastered
down by the heat and the day's exertions.  Her breasts curved pleasantly
from her chest.  They were small but full and hard.  Remo liked that.
Luca cupped them so that her nipples showed through between her index
and middle fingers and pressed them together to form  a valley of
cleavage.  Luca's skin was naturally dark, but she was always fascinated
that the plateau behind her nipples had a pink hue.
[I had perhaps attuned her to that, the fascination was originally
mine.]
She turned around and looked at her reflection over her shoulder.  Her
cheeks were like a 13 year old boys' -- very compact and firm.  Luca
continued her self-scrutiny and decided she was in good shape
except...the hair of her   snatch had grown out over the winter months
and needed some attending.
   In the medicine cabinet Luca found a couple of new throw-away razors
but no scissors to first clear the jungle of her pubic hair.  Luckily
she had brought  a pair of nail scissors, and Luca used these to remove
some of the thicker tangles.  She mixed some soap and water into a foamy
cream and shaved the   edges of her thatch.  Damn, she thought after she
rinsed after the third attempt, I can't get this even.  Luca decided to
just get rid of it all.  She used the worn razor to mow down the rest of
her pubic curls, just leaving a  tiny triangular patch above her lips,
and then used a new razor to smooth the remaining stubble.  It felt
weird, the air passing over her naked lips as she finally finished the
job and want into the shower stall.  Luca looked at the small tuft she
had left, cowlicking to her left, and turned on the faucets.
   The cold water shocked her body.  Luca immediately picked up the bar
of   soap from the dish and ran it over her upper body and hoped that
the warm   water would come quickly.  She noticed her nipples were
shriveled from the temperature change and pinched them in an effort to
restore their perkiness.  The pinkness of their outer halos were readily
apparent against the white bar  of soap in spite of winkles,  The hot
water started to flow and Luca rubbed   the bar across her belly.  She
felt a longing tremor her body.  Too   preoccupied with the task of
shaving herself without injury, Luca hadn't realized how turned-on the
razor's sharp edge had made her.  Concerned about  her appearance Luca
reached through the curtain and found the small scissors   in the sink
and trimmed the cowlick.
   Picking up the bar of soap she lathered it over the newly exposed
skin. Her fingers curled through the little triangle that she had left
unscathed. God   I'm horny, she thought.  Remo  had been gone for two
months and her body missed her.  She let a pinky slide over her embedded
clitoris, between her cleft, and its immediate response.  She washed the
opening of her vagina and immediately her outer labia began to engorge.
Damn, the asshole.  She pulled apart the  lips with both hands,
stretching them outwards and rubbed her index fingers around the mouth
of her vagina.  Immediately she felt her wetness mix with the water
flowing over her body.  Her thumbs needled her clitoris slowly, as if
walking on the spot over it.  God damn him, Luca  thought, and let her
hands march faster.  She closed her eyes and leant against the wall of
the stall.   Her fingers circled faster inside her and begun to focus on
the spot, just out of their reach, while her thumbs began to run the
spot.  A minor wave of pleasure jerked her body, and then Luca was
racked by a major orgasm.
   Opening her eyes because her legs had jellied with the intensity Luca
realized the water was turning cold.  She was panting.

TWO: A NEW FRIEND

   Luca walked down the sloping street to the beach after her shower.
She had put on her string bikini and, for the walk, one of Remo's soccer
shirts that enveloped her.  Luca's feet were bare and the soles were
warmed by the cobblestones of the old town.  At the end of road she
paused, leaning against the wall, and looked at the curving sand and
water.  The beach was almost  empty.  A girl lay on her stomach about a
hundred feet away close to lapping waves.  About a quarter mile farther
a group of five or six men and women were frolicking in some game of
netless volleyball.  Luca climbed down the stone steps to the beach and
walked past the girl laying on her stomach and found a spot out of
earshot of the rambunctious ball players.  She lay out her towel, took
off the jersey and sat down.  From her bag she pulled a bottle of sun
cream and spread the lotion over her naturally brown skin.  Finished
with that task she lay on her back, closed her eyes and listened to the
rhythm of the beach.  The waves coursed at regular intervals and the
occasional seagull's squawk provided an awkward melody.  Gently Luca
fell asleep.
   When Luca woke her body felt toasted and even her bones warmed from
the  sun's rays.  Before she had time to argue herself out of it, Luca
ran into the water, skipping over the small waves until her impetuous
was tripped by the deepening water and she plunged headlong into the
sea.  The coldness was shocking as she sat on floor, willing herself
downwards as her breath staled  and escaped her mouth.
   Finally her lungs gave out and she jumped through the surface,
exploding  into the bright sunlight.  A little game Luca had played
since she was a   little girl to scare her mother.  Pretend to drown and
then emerge exhilaratingly to life!  The water was too cold to stay in
any longer so Luca walked back to the shore.  The girl was sitting up
looking at her while the group farther up the beach resembled corpses
awaiting a burial party.  Luca dried herself briskly and applied some
more lotion before sitting down her  towel to enjoy a cigarette.  She
sipped some of the tepid water she brought  from Ana's apartment to wash
out the saltiness and smoke and then lay on her stomach, untying the
strings of her top.  She thought about Remo
    He really was a shit.  She knew he wasn't but she wanted to blame
him for the loneliness his delay was causing her.  It had been a shitty
week having to quit her job before she was fired.  She missed him, he
would always make her laugh when she had these bouts of self-pity and
knew how to make her smile.   She really missed him, and his sex.  She
imagined it hard and pressing against her thigh seeking entry, the
foreskin taut by his erection. She also missed  sex.  Not just his but
the thought of coupling with another body, a faceless body, of being
stimulated and thrashing by the touch of another.  Remo had   been gone
for two months and she had been alone for that time.  Not that Luca had
to, Remo had been very clear about that.  They knew what they had went
beyond a mere physical bond and tolerated the occasional indiscretions
from  each other.  More than tolerated, they shared in those occasions
and recounted the experiences to each other.  It created a deeper trust
and a secret reality that was theirs.
   Luca's thoughts were interrupted.  She felt the footsteps drifting
through the fine sand and then the shadow cast upon her back.  Luca
turned her head to look up, carefully keeping her shoulders on the towel
to not expose her small breasts.  It was the girl who had been on the
beach alone when Luca arrived.
   Excuse me, the girl said, could I borrow your lighter?
   Luca tied the straps of her bikini tip and fumbled through her bag
for the disposable lighter.  She handed it to the girl who lit a
cigarette.  Luca   noted the girl was taller and big than she, with
larger breasts straining against a blue and white striped halter.  She
had black hair and wore a straw wide  brimmed hat.  Her eyes were a
deepest blue, the color of the sea.
   I thought you drowned when you went into the water, said the girl
after exhaling.  Luca laughed, the prank didn't just scare her mother.
   I didn't mean to alarm, replied Luca as she lit one of her
cigarettes.
  The girl lingered and seemed to want something.  The girl asked Luca
where  she had come from.  Luca explained losing her job earlier in the
day and her   flight from the city to the borrowed beach-side apartment.
Luca also told her about Remo and his delayed return.  The girl was less
conversational but let Luca know she lived locally and was taking a few
days from work before the   busy tourist season begun.  Finally, she
asked Luca if she could borrow the lighter for a few minutes and walked
back to her spot after Luca gave it to  her.  She returned a few minutes
later bring with her beach bag and towel and setting these down next to
Luca.  She smiled conspiratorially at Luca and  showed her the small
roach she had rolled.  They smoked the hash and tobacco mixture in
silence.  Luca felt the pungent smoke permeate her head.  Luca  hadn't
smoked anything like this since Remo left either.
   Luca and Karol, for that was her name, chatted idly for the rest of
the afternoon until the sum drop low in the sky.  Karol suggested that
they meet later and see what the night life was like in Sitges, though
she warned Luca   it unlikely to be too exciting this early in the
spring on a weeknight.  She suggested a boite where the music was quite
good and the drinks not too expensive and explained to Luca how to get
there.  With  arrangements made   they parted.  Karol walked up the
beach to one of the old fishermen shacks   that had been refurbished,
and Luca to the borrowed apartment after a stop at the store for some
food and a bottle of wine.
   After she had showered, changed and eaten Luca sat outside on one of
the balcony wicker chairs and sipped from her class of wine.  The moon
was not   full but it was bright enough to stir the luminescence of  the
sea's surface. Luca was glad she'd met Karol since it insured she
wouldn't be completely   alone this weekend.  Luca didn't expect much
from the night having spent other times at these beach towns in the
off-season.  Perhaps she'd would have a few drinks and dance a little on
a deserted dance floor.
   When the time came to meet her new friend Luca strolled through the
empty streets following the directions Karol had given.  Eventually she
found the boite.  It was inside one of the older buildings behind a
thick wooden door marked by garish hot pink and purple neons the spelled
out the locales name.  The doorman, flanked by a giggly thin sixteen
year old, let Luca in without charging a cover.  He pointed her to the
right, through an inside courtyard, toward some stairs leading to a
basement.  When Luca entered the cavern it    was fairly typical.  Plush
armless couches surrounded small black box tables.  On one side of the
room was a long bar with myriad bottles set on shelves in front of a
mirrored wall.  Opposite the bar was the dance floor, a parquet affair,
that was empty of people and lights.  A DJ towered over her realm in
a booth set above the floor and was playing Bowie at a volume that made
clear her intent was to inflict aural harm.  There was a group of people
(perhaps   the same ones she'd seen at the beach) laughing at one of the
tables, a couple necking at another, three girls leaning at the foot of
the booth that were no doubt chaperoning their companion at the door,
and a couple of rough looking guys drinking rum and cokes at the bar.
Luca didn't see Karol anywhere.
   Luca sat at the bar, away from the two men, and ordered then sipped a
gin  and tonic.  When the dance floor lights came on she turned around
to watch whoever was dancing, expecting to see the three teenage girls.
Instead it     as a newcomer.  At first Luca smiled because he was so
comical.  He was   wearing tight flamenco pants, or perhaps imitating
Travolta, and a white shirt with frilly brocade.  It was a few years
since 'Night Fever and he looked terribly dated.  His jet black hair was
oiled down and he looked to be about sixteen though their was a musky
masculinity to his looks and movement.
   He was also beautiful, Luca realized.  A classic beauty of a Greek
statue.   A perfect face proportioned and with perfect features.  His
lips were thick   and glistened as he danced and moisture formed on his
upper lip.  And he could dance.  "Let's Go To Bed" was blasting through
the boite and he stalked catlike across the dance floor, spinning and
genuflecting in tribute to the Cure.  His movements were sharp and
subtle.  Luca was enraptured.  The sexuality she detected in his dance
aroused her yet Luca realized the motions were innocent, almost
virginal, to the dancer.  Almost, for she noted his bulging crotch and
almost felt his embarrassment that the elation of dance had latently
aroused him.
   He's beautiful, isn't he? she heard a voice say.
   Luca turned and saw that Karol had sidled up to her stool   Luca
nodded her agreement.  Than dancer pirouetted as the song faded and the
DJ spun some Spandeau Ballet.  He was immediately surrounded by the
fawning teenage girls. Karol already had a drink in her hand and drank
from the glass.
   Did you notice his erection? she asked Luca, who nodded in the
affirmative.  He always gets one, she continued, he cannot control his
reaction.
   It's beautiful, Luca said and then corrected herself by saying, he's
beautiful.
   Karol guffawed.  You've got cock on your mind, girl.  You've been
missing your man, any man too long!  But you'll have not luck with him.
   Karol explained that the dancer, whose name was Angel, loved to dance
but  was somewhat of a romantic.  He was betrothed, even though he was
just sixteen, and was waiting for his fiancee's parents to approve the
union.  He would  remain chaste until then, despite the overtures he had
received.  Karol knew this, she explained, because a cousin of Angel was
a waiter in the restaurant where she worked.  Karol went onto say that
the tight pants Angel wore  minimized his attributes and his cousin was
impressed by his size. Karol's exposition was one sided, for Luca was
looking at the dancer, his still  graceful movements, as he interacted
and mimed with the adolescent girls.
   Come, said Karol as she drained her glass.  He'll still be here when
we get back.
   Karol led Luca out of the door and up into the courtyard upstairs.
There  she found a niche and pulled out a crumpled joint.  The two women
took alternating drags from it out of sight from the doorman.  Karol
asked Luca if she ever had a shotgun.  Luca had, but nevertheless Karol
toked deeply from   the handrolled cigarette, placed it between Luca's
lips, and then engulfed the burning end with her mouth.  Karol exhaled
as Luca drew in a lungful, touched her lips against Luca sensitively
while Luca drew in two breaths of smoke. Within moments Luca felt it
rush to head, and leaned her back against the plastered wall.  Luca
barely noticed Karol leaning her back or Karol's hands dancing over her
breasts.
   You really like him, don't you? Karol asked when Luca finally opened
her eyes.
   Luca felt giddy and did not reply.
   He's quite stupid, Karol continued.  But he has quite a body.  And
quite a cock.
   Luca thought about that statement, and felt her knees weaken.
   He rejected me, Karol went on.  Luca was surprised.  Luca was
eighteen and figured the dancer, Angel, to be at least two years her
junior while Karol was  a two or three years older than her.
   To think I first saw his potential.  His dancing, his looks, the
body. But  he would never let me touch and enjoy him.
   Luca looked at Karol and thought about what she was saying.  The
smoke was making this whole scene seem otherworldly.  Karol's eyes were
so blue.  Luca felt the wetness between her legs as Karol talked of
Angel.  She noticed the gleam in Karol's eye.
   We could show him, Karol forcefully concluded.
   What do you mean?  Luca asked, confused.
   You'll see, Karol said and took Luca's hand and led her back
downstairs.  They each had another drink, and the Karol convinced Luca
to dance and to try and attract the attention of Angel.  It was clear to
Luca he enjoyed their gyrating, but that it was performance for him and
not any attraction toward  her.  Still,  Luca could not but notice his
erection and lightheadily allowed her gaze to repeatedly return to
Angel's groin.  She wanted to caress it but  was thwarted by his
indifference.
   Let's see if we can set a trap, said Karol when Luca returned to
their   table from the dance floor.  Luca was feeling disoriented from
the drinks and the hash but Karol was in better shape.  When the dancer,
Angel, went to the  bar Karol approached him and engaged him in
conversation.  After a moment two they left for the courtyard.  Karol
beckoned for Luca to follow.  Unsteadily  she got to her feet and found
the two in the same nook where they had smoked before.  Karol was
heating up another pebble to mix with tobacco while Angel held a
stripped cigarette and a rolling paper.  Luca didn't want to smoke any
more as her head was spinning, but when the spliff was passed to her she
socially drew a baby toke before passing it on.
   Luca really likes the way you dance, said Karol conversationally.
Angel smiled proudly.
   And she really like your cock, Karol continued without altering the
cadence of her voice.  Angel looked embarrassed while Luca, a little
shocked at this revelation looked downward to her feet though she
glanced again Angel's groin.
   Suddenly Karol pinned Angel against the wall with her shoulder.  He
struggled to free himself but her whole weight held him.  Luca suddenly
realized that Karol was a lot stronger than she looked.  Karol began to
rub   her free hand over the boy's crotch.
   She wants to suck your cock, Karol said in a low menacing voice.
Angel protested, he was remaining pure for his fiancee but his words
were cut off by Karol placing her black head hair into his face and
muffling his words. Karol unzipped her captive's fly and pulled Angel's
pants to his knees.
   Suck him girl, she ordered over her shoulder.  Luca was amazed but
the forcefulness of the command made her drop to her knees and walk on
them toward the object of her desire.
   Suck him! Karol hissed vehemently.
   Luca pulled down the band of Angel's Y-fronts and released a wave of
muskiness.  His cock was almost flaccid.  Luca kissed its head and let
her tongue swirl around its circumference.  Despite his efforts to the
contrary   his member stirred.
   I can't hold him all night girl, get to it! Karol urged.
   Luca took the bulbous head into her mouth and felt it pop by her lips
as   she drew in more of his length.  He was hard now.  Luca wrapped to
fingers around the base of his penis and began to work up his milk.
Luca's head moved back and forth in a piston like manner.  With her free
hand she cupped his youthful balls and pressed her index finger behind
his scrotum. Automatically, mechanically Angel hips thrust into her
though he continued to struggle with Karol.  Luca was screaming with
desire in her head.  It was such a beautiful thing, this cock. Her
tongue swirled around the knobby mushroom head, and then the tip of it
stroked the small hole and tasted the milky drop that oozed out there.
Suddenly she took the whole length into her mouth, stifling the gag
reflex as the head passed through her gullet.  Her tongue stroked the
underside as she pulled her head back and then impaled her mouth on this
sword again.  Within a matter of moments Luca felt the cock spasm.  She
released it from her mouth and delicately pricked the eye with her
tongue.  She squeezed  his balls, feeling the gonads like sparrow eggs,
and fucked him with her mouth again.
   When he came it was in gobs.  Thick rich cream shot into her mouth in
four  or five spurts.  It tasted sweet but with the muskiness she smelt
when she pressed her face into his groin.  Different from Remo's.  She
rolled it around her mouth and over his cock.  He was till hard.
   We'd better go girl, Karol said.  Luca had forgotten her, the whole
situation as she bathed in the glory of this cock.  Luca released the
prick   and stood up, not sure of what to do next.  She could see
Angel's eyes    glaring  with hatred at her.
   When I let him go run.  OK?
   Luca nodded, and suddenly Karol sprang away from Angel.  Luca and
Karol skipped through the courtyard, and escaped from the teenager
tripping over his pants.  Whores! he yelled.  By that time the two girls
were running down the street, passed the amazed bouncer, and rounding a
corner.
   You suck well girl, Karol said a few blocks later as they paused to
regain the breaths.  How was it?  Give me a taste.
   With that Karol kissed Luca, her tongue immediately entering Luca's
mouth  and pressing against her lips and gums.  Luca had never been
kissed by a girl before.  With the exploration ended Karol ended the
kiss.
   Virgin come, Karol pronounced.  I bet he never gets a blowjob from
that  bitch he'll marry.
   They walked through the narrow streets toward the center of town.  At
the door of the building where Luca's friend, Ana, had the apartment
they talked  and arranged to meet on the beach the next morning.  As she
drifted off to  sleep Luca still could taste the perfect cock's come,
and imagined the kiss   she received to share that taste.

THREE: A CLOSER FRIENDSHIP

  It was midmorning when Luca woke. The sun's rays passing through the
slats   of the blind had already toasted her supple body. For a moment
Luca wondered where she was, stretched out on the tussled sheets and
then remembered. While Luca found it hard to move with any urgency she
was able to arouse enough  energy to shower and dress, if that's what
you would call it, for the beach. Before descending to the bright sunny
world outside she breakfast on coffee,  the heel from a loaf of French
bread, cheese and the obligatory morning cigarette. She was wearing a
tight maillot that her sister had given her the Christmas before last.
It did not do much for her skin since it whiteness contrasted with her
skin and gave it a certain sickly pallor. Later in the  year, after Luca
spent a few weeks toasting on the beach, the suit would only emphasize
her dark skin and tan. But Luca wore it anyway - Remo liked the
different shades of tan rippling across her supple body. [That's not
quite  true: I always preferred the white bits and their contrast with
the skin in between.]
  Luca looked for her new friend from yesterday, but the black haired
Karol   was no where on the beach. It was a little more crowded than the
previous afternoon. Luca could see the same group of men and women
settled at the same spot they had been. There were a few families with
young children playing in  the eddies along the shore. Luca settled down
on her towel at a quiet spot   away from most of the other beach goers,
stroked lotion on her exposed skin   and lay on her back, eyes closed,
to soak up the sun's rays. She had to adjust her swimsuit as the crotch
rubbed tightly and uncomfortably against her own. Quickly she drifted
into a near-sleep, and only aroused from her slumber when Karol arrived
and set down her things and herself next to Luca.
   They shared a quiet morning together, lying next to one another,
talking occasionally, smoking cigarettes and sharing a small "breakfast"
joint that Karol had rolled earlier. After a while they swam together in
the cold dark water, and then walked along the wave line up the beach.
There they flirted  with the group of tourists, Germans it turned out,
that had come down for an early vacation.  While they played some
volleyball with the four couples, it  was clear that they were paired
off and there was no action for Luca or Karol there. But all enjoyed the
game, throwing themselves with abandon in the soft cushion of the deep
hot sand.  Karol and Luca swam again to rinse the fine particles of sand
off  their bodies.
  It seemed so innocent, thought Luca as she dove under the water. Last
night just never seemed to have happened.
  Luca was thinking of the events just twelve hours ago when Karol had
pinned the hapless teenager against the wall of the courtyard and
ordered Luca to   suck his cock. Luca had, greedily, enjoying its mouth
filling size and   swirling the pure come that had involuntarily shot
into her mouth. And later Karol had sought to taste that same come from
Luca's own mouth. Luca   remembered that  kiss, and suddenly recalled
that Karol's hands had stroked   her breasts earlier last night while
Karol exhaled thick smoke from her lungs into Luca's mouth.  All that
seem to be in another age. Now Karol was just   like another friend, one
Luca liked but only knew a little more than an acquaintance. Luca looked
at her new friend, and her heaving breasts as she jumped playfully
through a wave,  like small cantaloupes straining against    the netting
of the blue and white bikini top.
  As they walked thigh deep through the water to the beach Karol
suggested   they eat lunch at her cabin, which overlooked the beach. She
pointed toward   the row of fisherman shacks that stood tall on stilts
that lined the edge of  the sand. The two girls packed up their beach
gear and started walking to Karol's home. Karol's particular home was
plainer than most of her neighbors, thought there was an delicate ornate
red and green design set on the white background. They climbed the steep
stairs, almost a ladder, to the front porch set some eight feet off the
ground. Karol unlocked the front door and led Luca inside. The inside
was a single room about fifteen feet wide and stretching  back some
thirty-five feet. Around the front door was the living area with a
threadbare sofa, a couple of hard chairs and tables, and a small
black-and- white TV A colorful Indian tapestry, almost transparent, hung
from the ceiling and offered partial privacy for Karol's sleeping area.
At the back of the   cabin was a small galley kitchen and, as Luca
supposed correctly, a tiny bathroom.
  Karol plunked down her bag and towel on one of the chairs. I _have_
to  shower, she said. Why don't you go through the fridge in the back
and see what you can find to make a salad?
  With that she disappeared to the back of the cabin. Luca waited
discretely  for a few moments before heading in the same direction.
Reassured by the sound of the shower Luca busied herself washing and
cutting up the vegetables she found in the kitchen. Luca heard the water
cut off  but was preoccupied with slicing an onion and the eye watering
reaction it caused. She barely noticed Karol's presence behind her when
her new friend spoke.
  That suit looks really tight. It's cutting into your shoulder.
  Luca felt a hand brush across her back and a finger lift the strap off
her right shoulder. Karol slowly removed the strap down Luca's arm. Luca
stood paralyzed looking down at the diced onion and tomato slices on the
cutting board. She could feel Karol's breathing against her neck. Karol
softly grasped the nape of Luca's neck and massaged the muscles and
vertebra with her fingers. Karol's other hand stroked Luca's now-bare
shoulder down the top of  her arm   to where the strap pinched her
flesh.
  As if Luca was a doll, Karol turned her around so they stood face to
face. Karol was naked but for a towel that hung from her shoulders,
barely covering her generous breasts. Shower water beaded on Karol's
dark skin and pasted down her silky black hair. Luca felt like an
automaton and let the elder girl slide the other strap of the maillot
from her shoulder. Karol caressed the top of Luca's chest and felt the
outline of Luca's collarbone. Slowly Karol pressed  her face toward
Luca's and let their lips brush together. Their flesh pressed harder
together and Luca felt the cursory explorations of Karol's tongue probe
along the cleft between her lips. Like last night, before, Luca could
only  allow her lips to part and felt Karol's tongue snake along her
teeth and curl into the space and touch the bottommost portion of her
jaw. Delicately Karol ended her search and pulled away. She took a step
backwards.
  Do you want to take a shower first? Karol asked.
  Luca wondered at the final word of the question. First, what did she
mean by first?  Luca shook her head.
  Karol took her hand and pulled Luca toward the front of the room.
Somnolent Luca allowed herself to be led. Karol plopped onto the bed and
pulled Luca   down with her. Within seconds Karol had pulled the top of
Luca's swimsuit down to her midriff and nestled her face in Luca's
breasts. Luca lay on her back while the larger girl perched over her;
she could feel Karol's thigh jerk against her crotch.
  I've never done this before, Luca said. She barely recognized her
voice.  Karol removed her mouth from Luca's left nipple, and looked at
her questioningly.
  I've never done this before, Luca repeated. With another girl, I mean.

  For a moment Karol stared at her. Then all of the sudden she smiled
and   said, Well girl, you're in for a real treat!
  With that Karol went back to suckling Luca's nipples. Her mouth was
soft on them and she didn't nibble with her teeth as often as Remo Luca
closed her   eyes and enjoyed the feelings that were being aroused
through her body. She  felt the maillot slowly being peeled downward to
her hips, and compliantly raised them so that Karol could pull the
flimsy white fabric from Luca's   torso. This seemed so normal, Luca
thought, so natural. She could feel Karol's hairy crotch rub against her
thigh, feel the wetness that exuded from its cavern. Karol's fingers
slowly dropped across Luca's belly to the area she had shaved the
previous day. Luca remembered the self-induced orgasm she had in   the
shower after she had shaved her pubic hair. She felt Karol's finger
stroke her labia and yearned to be racked by Karol to the same physical
high.
  For a big girl Karol moved with natural ease over and around Luca's
body.  Luca soon felt herself fully aroused and could feel the droplets
of her anticipation dribble down to her thighs. Karol lapped these
juices easily and was soon circulating her tongue around the open pit of
their source. Karol's tongue traced a path around Luca's outer lips
while her nose nudged against Luca's enlarging clitoris. Luca enjoyed a
small wave of pleasure. Then Karol engulfed the engorged bud between her
lips and darted her tongue across the surface of Luca's clitoris. Luca
soon writhed in pleasure and clamped her eyes shut.
  When Luca opened her eyes she was confronted with the dark thatch
partially hiding Karol's own cunt.  Luca could see the reddened outer
labia and the dew that formed on them through the black curls of pubic
hair.  Karol's heat and  the tangy- sweet aroma brushed over Luca's
face.  Meanwhile Luca felt Karol's fingers, at least two, pulse
rhythmically into her vagina.  She could feel Karol's nails scratch the
surface of her moisten inner folds.  And still  Karol's lips and tongue
wrestled Luca's clitoris.  Luca could not bring   herself to do any more
than a cursory lap or two into the tangle of hair   spread before her
face.  Before she could do any more to reciprocate, Luca    was lost to
the pleasure brought about as Karol found as massaged her g-spot.
  Karol was intent on pleasing Luca and moved her hips so that they
pressed against Luca's left shoulder. Karol satisfied herself rubbing
her crotch  against Luca's arm while her fingers and mouth worked on
Luca. Spasmodically Luca orgasmed.  Luca could feel her urinary tract
tense. Remo had done this  once or twice before. Luca felt a desire to
pee but through will power forced herself to relax. Still Karol, ever
energetic, stimulated Luca's vagina, her clitoris and let her fingers
dance over Luca's secret spot. Luca started  heaving her hips against
Karol's face, but the black haired girl persisted.
   Suddenly Luca surged against Karol's head. Her whole body tensed and
relaxed, spastic. Luca felt an emission from her erotic physical being
as her mind blacked out with pleasure. She collapsed into the white
sheets of Karol's unmade bed. Unconscious, she panted.
   When she recovered, Karol was gone.  Luca could hear her in the
kitchen.  Luca basked in the afterglow of her climax, prostrate on the
bed.  Her fingers explored her crotch and felt they sticky drying juices
that flowed from her vagina.  More gluey was a deposit of opaque viscous
liquid that she tasted   from her fingertips. As Luca sucked the
substance Karol walked into the room.  She was wearing a T-shirt and
carried two bowls of salad.
  I finished lunch, Karol said, but it's not quite up to the tasty treat
I've just had.  Why don't you put something on and join me on the porch?

  Before leaving Karol surveyed Luca's nakedness admiringly.  After a
few moments Luca found a dressing gown and joined her new intimate
friend.

FOUR: THE PICK UP

   What we need, Karol said declaratively, is some hard cock.
   Luca looked up to her new friend. The brunette was leaning against
the   rails of the front porch overlooking the beach where they had
first met only yesterday. Karol was wearing a tee-shirt and her blue and
white striped bikini bottom which was stretched taut by the generous
buttocks they strained to contain. From where she was sitting Luca could
see Karol's breasts sway under the cotton shirt. Luca was wearing only
Karol's bathrobe and sitting at the table finishing her salad.
   Big, hard cock, Karol repeated. She turned around to face Luca. What
do you say, girl? Karol continued, are you up looking for some?  I know
your boyfriend's coming back in a couple of days, but you should do
something in   the meantime.
   Luca nodded.  It wasn't as though Remo would mind.  Plus Luca felt
a   certain growth in her self-confidence being around the older and
brazen Karol.  The way she had pinned the teenage boy and then ordered
Luca to suck him off.  Luca could almost taste that come in her mouth.
   We'll go down to the resort on the south end of town and see if we
can find us a couple of hunks to bring home. I'll need to borrow a car,
but that won't  be a big deal. Can we use your place?
   Luca replied in the affirmative. The apartment Luca had borrowed was
larger than the one-room cabin of Karol's, and as far as she could tell
only one   other person was staying there this weekend. They arranged to
meet at eight at Luca's place and then drive down to the big hotel
complex where a lot of the richer foreign tourists stayed.
     At eight o'clock Luca heard the soft tapping at the front door of
the apartment and let in Karol. Karol was dressed to kill. She was
wearing tight black stirrup pants and a diaphanous loose black top that
barely hid the very white bra she wore. Karol was a little plump but in
a very curvy way. The  outfit at once deflected her extra weight while
making the most of her attributes. Luca also saw Karol wearing makeup
for the first time and admired the subtle highlighting of Karol's eyes
and cheeks and the loud use of    scarlet lipstick. Karol immediately
kissed Luca with those lips. Then Karol started to unpack some bottles
of wine and harder liquor and place them on the small dining table in
the front room of the apartment. Meanwhile Luca finished her dressing.
When she returned from the bedroom she was wearing a cream micro skirt
and a plain light tan tee-shirt that clung tightly to her chest and
plainly showed that she wasn't wearing a bra. Luca rarely wore makeup,
and   only tied back her frizzy brown hair to accentuate her striking
facial  features.
  They drove to the resort in a rickety old Citroen that Karol had
borrowed  from her cousin, and laughed at how the rust bucket contrasted
with the newer foreign cars that populated the hotel lot. Karol had
explained the plan of action. There was one task, to get laid. And as
quickly as possible. So once they had their targets picked they would
lure them back to the apartment. They entered into the hotel lobby and
found the dance club next to the restaurant. Unlike the night before
they had to pay a stiff cover charge to enter.
  The club was a lot more ritzy than the place they been the night
before. The light show on the dance floor was amazing, and Luca noticed
how the u.v.   lights caused Karol's bra to become translucent when they
flashed. Lasers bounced off reflectors all around the room, piercing
through the smoke. There were also a lot more people than the other
place they'd been too. Since there first drink was free the two girls
sided up to the bar and order a couple of  gin and tonics. Almost
immediately they were approached by a couple of middle age German men,
but Karol made it plain to them that neither girl was interested. Karol
explained to Luca when they left that they were probably married and too
old and drunk to worth a fuck. The girls found a table next to the dance
floor which Karol immediately went to while Luca smoked a cigarette.
  Luca watched Karol's flirting and soon she was pairing off with this
tall blond Scandinavian type. After a couple of songs the Karol brought
her find  back to the table. They were followed by his friend, a slim
dark haired guy   who also looked to be in his early twenties. Karol
introduced them to Luca.  They were both Swiss and from Geneva. The
blond was Daniel and could speak French and German neither of which Luca
could understand. Oscar however could make himself understood in broken
Spanish and also spoke English which Luca   had some grasp of. Luca
liked his winning smile and infectious laugh.
  What do you think?, Karol asked when the two guys went to the bar to
get another round of drinks.
  No problem here, Luca replied, Oscar's pretty cute.
  They both are, said Karol, and I guess we can start off with that
pairing.   OK then, its time to get them to move on out of here. Just
follow my lead.
  When the guys returned with the drinks Karol led Daniel back out on to
the dance floor where some roots reggae music was pounding. Luca
continued to    talk with Oscar and didn't notice her friend leave
through an open door   leading out to the beach. After about five
minutes Luca saw Karol beckoning   her from outside.
  I think Karol wants us to go outside, Luca told Oscar. They went into
the night and found Karol embracing the blond in the parking lot,
leaning against   a sporty but old Alfa. Karol explained how to get to
the  apartment downtown  and promised the two that she had some killer
hash there. The two girls jumped into the beat up Citroen and took the
route back followed by the twin head lights of the car behind. Both cars
were able to park in the narrow alley  behind the apartment building.
The two girls flew up the stairs to unlock the front door and hit the
timer lights on every landing while the guys followed   at a more
languid place.
  Don't let them drink too much, Karol warned Luca, just enough to get
them  into the mood but not so much they can't do anything about it. OK?

  Karol sat down and started to mix the hash and tobacco concoction in a
large glass ashtray. Luca went to the kitchen in the back and found a
bowl that   could be used as an ice bucket. When she returned the joint
was already lit   and being smoked by Oscar, who was sitting in a rattan
chair. Karol and Daniel sat close to each other, with Karol's hand
draped casually on the Swiss'   thigh. After putting the ice bowl on the
table Luca curled up at Oscar's feet, resting the back of her head
against his leg. She toked from the joint that Oscar placed on her lips,
drawing deeply and holding the smoke in her lungs.  She felt the head
rush. The joint made another two rounds before it was extinguished. Luca
felt a giddy feeling in her head an relaxed against the warmth of
Oscar's leg.
  Karol started making some drinks for everyone, and when they were
ready Luca took Oscar outside. She still wasn't sure if she wanted to go
through with  this.  Oscar was a pretty nice guy and it been a couple of
months since she   had really been with a guy. And Remo would be back in
just a couple of days   and would be horny as all hell, so they could
work of their frustrations together. But that was then and Oscar was
now. She let him kiss her, which he did very sweetly and bided his time
before probing her mouth with his tongue. They stood next to each other
on the balcony wall and looked down to the   beach. It was almost a full
moon and the light caught each ridge of the methodical waves as they
crashed into white foam near the shore. Oscar was running his hands over
Luca's breasts and she could feel her nipples perk up. Their sensitive
tips itched as they touched the rough cotton of her shirt. Oscar's thigh
was pressed against her stomach and rubbing slowly and gently arousing
her. Luca broke off their kiss and took his hand from her breast and led
him back into the front room.
  Karol had already got a little a head of Luca inside. Karol was
kneeling on the sofa with her mane of hair covering her head and
Daniel's lower torso. But Luca could see his pants were down around his
knees. From the bobbing of her head and the slurping sounds it was
pretty obvious to Luca exactly what she   was doing. Luca could see
Karol's bra on the floor and the brunette's shadowy breasts swinging
beneath the gossamer top. As Luca led Oscar by the hand past the
prostrate Karol she stroked the strip of bare back when the black top
had risen up.
  In the bedroom Luca got strictly down to business. As soon as she
closed    the door she untucked her tee-shirt and pulled it over her
head. She kicked   off her shoes as she slipped out of the cream mini
skirt. Her panties peeled  off  as she crawled on to the bed. She
wrapped a sheet around her body and lay on back, reaching to turn on the
dim night light. Oscar was still fiddling   with his shoe laces though
he had stripped off  his Izod shirt. Luca looked at his torso. He was a
little smaller than Remo and his chest hair was more  profuse and in
tighter curls and black. No more thoughts about Remo, she   mused, it's
time to fuck.
  Start of real slow, she instructed the undressing Oscar. I'm not quite
ready yet. I to be really wet before I can take you. And turn off the
ceiling light before you come to bed.
  Luca rolled over and looked out of the fifth floor room and at the
darkened windows across the street. With her right hand she stroked her
outer labia and felt the day-old stubble that was already growing back.
The light switch  clicked and she felt the bed sway as another body
joined her on the mattress.  He unwrapped the sheet from her back and
began dousing her neck with kisses, nibbling on her ear lobes when his
mouth strayed.  She still played with herself, and liked the way he
snaked his arms through hers so that he could knead his breasts.  She
felt his chest press against her back and the warmth that emanated from
her.  His hardness fit between the cleft of her buttocks, grasped
between their soft orbs.  Luca felt behind with her free hand as he
begun to kiss her face and lips.  Her hand ran up his thigh and found
the   loose sacs of his balls and held them.  They were really big, she
thought, and really low hung. She moved to the base of his prick and
made a ring from her thumb and forefinger and held the stem.  The joint
her two fingers met over   the soft underside of his cock and Luca
pressed the tips and massaged the pulsing vein she found there.  Very
slowly the ring moved up the length of Oscar's cock and delicately
pulled it from the ridge between her ass cheeks.
   Luca had a surprise when she got to the top of his prick. It wasn't
that he was any longer than most guys.  But Oscar's cockhead was at
least half as wide than the rest of his length.  Luca couldn't put her
finger ring around this  true mushroom head and grasped in the palm of
her hand. She wasn't sure if she could get something that wide into her
cunt.  She squeezed the head and felt  the tip slip through her
fingers.  She rubbed her thumb over the pisshole and felt the droplet of
pre-come oozing there.
   Well she wasn't going to get any wetter, Luca thought.  She pushed
Oscar  away and rolled onto her back, kicking away the sheet that
entangled around   her legs.  As she opened her legs Oscar knelt between
them.  Slowly he lowered himself onto her.  She could feel the enormous
mushroom head probe her nether lips but unable to gain entrance.
   You have no hair down there, Oscar whispered in her ear as he
furtively  tried to enter. He started nibbling again.
   Just typical, Luca thought.  She made a vee with her middle and index
finger and spread her labia.  With the other hand she guided the cock
into the wide opening.  God the head is huge, she thought as it
stretched the walls of her vagina.  Then with a plopping sound he thrust
his length into her.  Her tight cunt gripped him and he paused for a
moment, as if getting used to these new surroundings.  Luca removed one
hand and cupped one of his buttocks.  The   other felt his ball sack and
then moved over her budding clitoris, stroking   it.
   Very slowly Oscar began pumping into her.  It was almost
excruciating. She could feel the walls of her vagina draw around the
mushroom as he slowly withdrew half his length from her love tunnel. He
would pause, and then pound into her.  His pace picked up, and the
almost interrupted thrusts became a   fast tattoo pounding her.  Luca
began to direct his thrusts by holding his buttocks.  She didn't need to
finger her clit anymore, the friction of his  prick and pelvis was
getting her off. Her thighs gripped his hips and   shuddered with each
stroke. She could feel her wetness running down her thighs with every
outstroke and forming a puddle around her ass.
   Luca could feel an orgasm coming when Oscar suddenly withdrew.  The
vacuum this left in her vagina was awful - like a cold wind in winter.
He stood on  his knees over her and grasped her ankles.  He put them
around her neck and  then ran his hands down her legs, coaxing his
fingers over her inner thighs  till he ran into the dampness.  Luca lay
on her back with the soles of her   feet parallel with the ceiling and
her ass a few inches off the mattress.   Oscar held his cock at
mid-length and directed into the upward pointing mouth  of Luca's cunt.
Slowly he pushed in half its length.  Luca gasped as the   thick head
filled her void.
   You OK? Oscar asked. Luca nodded, unable to speak.
   Suddenly he thrust the remaining inches into her.  In this prone
position blood was rushing to her head and mixed with the drugs and
alcohol Luca   already consumed.  The orgasm that had been welling
quickly expressed itself   in this new position and Luca shuddered as it
racked through every cell of    her body. This guy new what he was
doing.  Oscar began to alternate his   thrusts into her.  First he would
slide a half length of his cock out of her  and then stab it all back
into her before another small withdraw.  This would  go on for a dozen
strokes.  Then he would only withdraw an inch but his prick would piston
mechanically back and forth, very hard and fast and with the big meaty
cockhead brushing against her cervix.  Remo would fuck her like this,
she thought as she closed her eyes and the starburst off another orgasm
filled her vision.
   After about five minutes and three more orgasms he withdrew again.
Luca's body was pliant as he turned her over onto her front.  Oscar's
hands gripped  her hips and lifted them so that the magic mushroom head
brushed against her engorged labia.
   I can't come like that, Oscar explained, my prick points down too
much to  let out my come.
   Luca wasn't complaining.  His cock slid easily into her.  This time
he kept to the piston stroke rhythm.  One hand grasped the one tuft of
pubic hair she had not shaved between his fingers while his thumb rolled
a circular pattern over her clitoris.  Oscar's other hand tweaked her
nipples and massaged her breasts.  Luca's head lay in buried in a pillow
while Oscar's hips pounded against her upright ass.  She really couldn't
take much more of this. Oscar's hands gripped her hips and began a
faster frenetic pace.  Luca lifted her   head, resting her upper body on
her elbows and felt Oscar biting her shoulders in between his grasps.
Suddenly she felt his explosion and his cream gush   into the wet
tightness of her vagina.  Another orgasm erupted from her tired body.
Luca's elbows gave way and the two of them collapsed into the white
sheets.
   Luca felt the untensing body on top of her and the slowly softening
cock entombed her passage. It had been good.  She felt physically and
emotionally spent and her mind drifted away in the sweaty warmth their
two bodies had generated.  She closed her eyes. Luca felt Oscar slowly
pull is half-hard  member from her and roll over next to her.  His arm
draped across her back.   She drifted into sleep.

   Luca didn't know what woke her. The dim bulb of the night light cast
the  room into eerie shadows. Oscar was no longer there, but Luca could
feel his  body warmth on the sheets beside her. She had no idea how long
she had been asleep.
   Luca lifted herself out of bed. As she did so she felt the viscous
fluids spend from her vagina's mouth and dribble down her thighs.  She
picked up her tee-shirt at first to wear it, but the rolled it up and
used it as a rag to clean herself.  She threw the ball into the corner
of the room next to her  bags. Oscar's clothes were draped over the
rickety arm chair, so she knew he was there.
   She walked down the hallway to the well lit front room, not quite
sure what to expect. Luca paused and leant against the door jamb and
watched the scene   in the living room unfold.
   Karol was there. Luca could see her whole naked body bobbing up and
down behind the couch. Her breast rose and fell as she humped a hidden
body. She   was moaning and her hair flailed around her head and hid her
facial features. Karol was still fucking Daniel, and fucking him hard.
Oscar was sitting in    the same rattan chair as before with his right
hand stroking his cock, the obscenely huge head poking out of his palm.
No one else in the room noticed Luca, and she dropped back into the dark
hallway so that she could still   watch.
   Karol lifted herself off her lover. As she got off the couch she
kicked   away the coffee table and filled the space it vacated. Daniel
lifted himself   up from the couch.
   I want your cock in my mouth again, she said to Daniel. Daniel got on
to   his knees on the floor in front of Karol's mouth. He stroked his
cock right before her lips, keeping it hard.
   You, Karol barked at Oscar, fuck me doggie style.
   As ordered positioned himself behind Karol's generous ass. She leaned
her head forward and grasped the head of Daniel's cock with her mouth.
She patted the back of her thigh with one hand and Oscar easily shoved
the monster head   of his cock into her cunt. For the first time Luca
noticed Daniel's generous endowment; he had to be at least nine or ten
inches long. Karol sucked on his schlong and Luca could see the flesh of
her cheeks stretch as she sought to accommodate half of Daniel's length.
Oscar pounded her ass, and Luca noticed   he used the same alternating
rhythm of stabs and slow withdraw with the interluding pistons that he'd
used before. Within minutes the curve of Karol's back shuddered and she
released Daniel's cock from the trap of her mouth.
   Something different, Karol said.
   She got Oscar to lie down on his back and then held his penis
perpendicular. Agonizingly, she slowly lowered her cunt onto his thick
cock. Within moments she was gyrating on the sword embedded into her
tender folds. Luca saw Karol close her eyes as she orgasmed again. Luca
barely noticed that her right hand had found her clitoris and was
stroking it, her attention engrossed in Karol's pleasure. Daniel
positioned himself in from of Karol,    and she eagerly took his prick
into her mouth as he stood in front of her,   legs akimbo over Daniel.
Luca watched as Karol grasped Daniel's' balls and   then sucked down his
whole length. She  could see Karol's throat convulse as Daniel's prick
entered her throat. Soon Karol's head was bobbing over the   whole
length of the long prick, mirroring her body's impalement and withdrawal
on the prick below her.
   Karol released the cock from her mouth.
   Fuck my ass, she said simply. Luca's fingers were probing her vaginal
lips and bringing her body to some fruition. Daniel moved behind the two
bodies and knelt as if in prayer. Karol lowered her body so it was
parallel with Oscar's and her ass poked up into the air. Luca was amazed
that she moved into this   new position without breaking her rhythm.
Daniel spat into his has and then rubbed his spittle over the length of
his cock.
   Now, Karol said.
   Luca watched fascinated as Daniel pulled apart Karol's cheeks and
positioned the head of his prick against the puckered opening of her
asshole. Karol suddenly jerked her body backed and engulfed the head of
the prick.  Daniel pushed against her and pushed in another three inches
of  cock into the anal cavity before him. Luca could see the twin cocks
brush against each other as the pummeled in and out of Karol. Daniel was
eventually able to stuff most his length into Karol's ass, leaving her
gasping as she rode that and Oscar's cock. Luca could see Karol's eyes
engorged and dilate as the two guys  syncopated their thrusts. Karol
started groaning as the two Swiss fucked her hard. Luca masturbated as
she watched the threesome fuck before her.
   Both Daniel and Karol started yelling, God, in different languages as
they neared orgasm. Oscar probably wanted to, but his face was engulfed
in Karol's locks. Luca's own fingers stroked herself silly as she
watched the threesome climax. They collapsed in heap of flesh, and Luca
returned to her bed. She stroked herself to climax lying there, her mind
permeated by the images of    the scene of Karol and her two lovers
fucking, of Oscar fucking her while her shins wrapped around his neck,
and Remo who would be here soon. She drifted  into sleep.

   Luca never woke until she felt a body embrace her.
   It's me, Karol said.  I'm clean.
   Luca could feel Karol's cool body press against her and Karol's wet
hair. Karol's hand cupped Luca's right breast, and they dreamed
together.

FIVE: THE MARKET

   Saturday morning. Sunlight bathed the room when Luca stirred. Karol
was  still asleep next to her, her dark hair fanned across the white
sheets and her face buried in the pillow. Luca tried to work out what
time it was and guessed it was mid morning. Without disturbing her
friend Luca got out of bed and took  a shower. As the water flayed over
her body she thought about the night before. She really needed that, she
thought. Oscar had been a good tension relieving fuck. Luca's cunt still
felt a little sore from the pounding from that cock head. And Karol's
wantonness, the way she arranged Daniel and Oscar in the living room
leading up to the dramatic climax on the cold tile floor. Wow.   Luca
had never watched anyone else fuck before, but watching Karol take both
guys, one up the ass while straddling the other, had really turned Luca
on. While Luca lathered her smooth body, she stroked herself to a little
orgasm reliving the scene that had played out before from her hidden
spot in the    dark hallway the night before.
   Luca finished her shower and put on the white maillot swimsuit. Back
in the bedroom Luca found Karol was still asleep. Figuring that Karol
deserved to  sleep in a little longer on account of her sexual
exertions, Luca left the apartment and strolled down to the nearby beach
for a morning swim. The salty water made her so buoyant that she floated
on her back for a while, looking  back at the shore at the picturesque
town. Luca then lay out on her towel and let the hot sun dry her and
leave small salt patches on her dark and tanning skin. Eventually Luca's
hunger led her back to the fifth floor apartment.
   Karol was already awake, showered and dressing in the bedroom. She
was sitting on the bed tying up her shoe laces though all she was
wearing were a pair of baggy shorts. Luca recognized these as belonging
to Remo,  her boyfriend. They were too big for Luca to wear, slipping
easily over her    narrow hips, but apparently Karol could fill them.
Across the street Luca   could see a shadowy figure watching from behind
a curtain from a neighboring apartment. Luca lowered the blinds to give
Karol some more privacy.
   I love that swimsuit on you, Karol bantered. I could never get away
with wearing something like that, but it suits you. Every time I see you
in it I  just want to strip it off.
   Luca laughed and recalled the way Karol had stripped the suit off her
the previous day. Karol then proceeded to eat Luca out. Luca felt a
little   dampness between her legs at the memory.
   That Daniel boy was quite a find, Karol continued. A cock like that
can go   a long way toward satisfying a girl's needs, you know. How was
yours?
   Lot of staying power. A good fuck. But you should know.
  Jealous are we?
  No, replied Luca, and actually it was a lot of fun watching. I've
never seen someone take two guys at once. I don't know how you could
take all of Daniel   up the ass like that.
   It's the first time I've done two at the same time. It was weird. I
could feel both cocks rubbing against each other separated by a thin
film of flesh.  My flesh! But I couldn't concentrate on sucking him off,
so I had to do something. God I was far gone! So you never had long
cock?
   No, and I don't think I could. I'm really small and tight. It takes
me a while just to get lubed up for a normal one.
   We'll see, Karol said with a playful twinkle in her eyes.
   By this time Karol had finished dressing. She wore the same blue and
white stripped bikini top under a loose tee-shirt. The two girls decided
to get something to eat at the open air market that was held twice a
week in the  square in front of the church. They wandered through the
crowded stalls. Luca was paying for some lettuce and tomatoes when she
saw Karol miming a blowjob with an overgrown cucumber; it was amazing
that no one else noticed the act.
   At other stalls Karol stroked other vegetables in a seductive manner
- a  mis-shapened curved zucchini caught her attention in one display, a
bulbous eggplant at another. Luca blushed over her companion's
licentiousness. Luca brought enough food for the rest of the weekend and
they returned to the apartment.
   There they prepared a meal and washed down a couple of glasses of
wine.  Karol rolled a joint from her never ending supply of hash and
they smoked it outside on the balcony that overlooked the sea. Luca felt
a little drowsy   after the lunch and smoke and was drifting off to
sleep when Karol shook her shoulder.
   Not yet, little one, Karol said when Luca looked up. It's time to
play. I think it's about time you learn how to eat cunt.
   Figuring that she did owe Karol for bringing her off yesterday
afternoon  Luca followed the brunette in the apartment. Still, she was
amazed at Karol's libido and her wanting sex again so soon after last
night. Strangely Karol wasn't in the bedroom when Luca went through the
door, but quickly came in carrying a plastic shopping bag that she
placed next the bed.
   That's for later. First you've got to eat me, explained Karol.
   They quickly got out of their clothes and lay down together on the
bed. At first they began kissing and petting each other's bodies. For
Luca this was a novel experience. It was the first time she had
physically explored another woman's body. In fact she never had the urge
to before, but somehow it seemed  so natural to run her hands over
Karol's limbs and torso. And it was very different from her own and she
noted how Karol's arousal differed from her   own. As Luca kneaded and
kissed Karol's nipples they got perky like her own,  but the buds
drowned in an expanding sea of Karol's aureoles. Luca's own aureoles
swelled and pushed her nipples into Karol's mouth. Luca loved getting to
know these large breasts, but after a while Karol pushed Luca's face
down.
   At first Luca was a little tentative. The thick matt of pubic hair
exuded  the aroma of Karol's cunt. Luca's tongue explored the opening,
feeling the crinkled edge of Karol's inner labia. She put her nose into
the tunnel and breathed its steaminess while her tongue explored the
area between the cunt   and the petal like asshole. Soon Luca was
lapping in earnest and enjoying the slightly salty taste that gushed
into her mouth.
   That's good, girl, but put your tongue in deeper, advised Karol.
    Luca did as she was told. The bristles of her tongue probe the wet
folds   of the vagina's walls. The tunnel pulsed around the snaking
protuberance as  Luca literally french kissed Karol's cunt. Luca
couldn't believe someone    could get so wet. Karol's pubic hair was
matted from the dampness that Luca's tonguing was spreading. Karol
gasped and her body rocked orgiastically.
   Now work on my clit, Karol ordered.
   Luca unwillingly withdrew from the tunnel and her tongue trailed
lovingly around the engorged opening. Karol had spread apart the hood
the protecting   the swelling bud with her left hand. It was huge,
almost half in inch long and straining upwards. Luca pressed it between
her lips and massaged it.
   No, use your tongue.
   The tip of Luca's tongue brushed against the clitoris and circled it,
relaxing and tightening. Karol sighed. Luca started to flick her
tongue   against the bud quickly but slowed when Karol told her to be
more patient.  Karol wanted a big building orgasm, so Luca applied a
constant pressure with  her tongue and circled in around the clitoris,
changing direction every thirty seconds or so. Luca's fingers began to
play with the folds of skin at the opening of Karol's vagina. Karol
ordered those digits to penetrate.  Luca was able to put two, then three
fingers into the tunnel and began to finger fuck. Looking up she could
see Karol's chest heaving and as she was nearing to come. Karol's free
hand cupped one of her breasts and Luca stretched out an arm to massage
the other one. Luca's tongue speeded up and so she gave up the
circular motion and just lapped at the jewel-like bud.
   Oh God! Karol moaned and convulsed on the bed. God! God! Ohhhhh!
   Luca was sure people could hear Karol coming on the street five
floors  below, but kept up at her efforts until Karol pushed her away.
Luca slid her body up so that she was face to face with Karol and she
could see the misty  look in Karol's eyes. Slowly Karol's breathing
slowed to normal and her eyes focused.
   Was that OK? Luca asked.
   It was very OK. Very very OK. You're a very quick learner.
   They cuddled for a while, kissing each other and slipped into sleep.

   Luca awoke when she felt something enter her vagina. Karol's fingers
were between Luca's legs and Luca could feel that Karol ministrations
had already made her dewy. Karol was nuzzling Luca's neck. Would this
girl ever stop, Luca thought but enjoyed Karol's exploring fingers.
Expertly the edge of Karol's  hand brushed against Luca's clitoris,
heightening her arousal.
   You really are tight, commented Karol and continued to excite her
friend. Luca closed her eyes and relaxed to the massage. When she felt
Karol move she waited expectantly to feel a mouth take over for the
fast-moving fingers. Luca lay still as the fingers withdrew leaving an
absent feeling inside of her. A  few seconds later she felt the head of
a cock push into her. Surprised she looked down to see what Karol was
doing.
   Karol was slowly pushing the mis-shapened green squash in to Luca's
cunt. Karol was looking at the shocked look in Luca's in a mirthful way.
Luca could feel the curved vegetable stretch her vagina in some very
weird ways as Karol moved it in and out.
   Karol! she protested.
   It's all right, came the reply, I put a condom on it. But we really
need to stretch out this tiny snatch of yours.
   Karol set her face down on Luca's breasts and nuzzled between the
two   perked nipples. Luca watched as the in and out movement got deeper
and she accepted the whole seven or eight inches. She could feel the
tiny bumps on the surface of the vegetable press against the walls of
her distended tunnel.   Karol began to twist the cylinder around while
her thumb dallied on Luca's  clit.  At first it felt really good to have
this "cock" revolving, but as the arc got larger it began to hurt some.
   That's too much. It's too curved, Luca complained.
   How about this then? Karol asked waving a monster cucumber.  It was
twice   as long and thick as the zucchini.
   There's no way, said Luca.
   But she watched as Karol rolled a condom down the green length.
Karol then splayed her fingers over Luca's labia and pushed the head of
the cucumber in Luca's wet cunt.  Using the same in and out motion as
before Karol slowly got more of the length in.  It was amazing. Luca
couldn't believe how the walls of her vagina could hold this huge thick
thing. She closed her eyes and enjoyed  the rhythmic thrusts. The tip of
the vegetable started to butt against her cervix. Karol gauged the
length of the cucumber that was inside Luca and then withdrew almost all
of the vegetable. Then Karol started to thrust it in and  out of Luca so
that her vagina was almost entirely vacated before being  entirely
filled. Karol moved it very fast and Luca began orgasming  compulsively.
Luca closed her thighs to stop Karol when she couldn't take it anymore.
   Karol let go of the cucumber leaving over half of its length embedded
in Luca. Karol lay down face to face with Luca and kissed her, her hands
pawing Luca's breasts. As Luca came down from her climax she still felt
horny. And  that thing inside of her made her feel like she was about to
explode. Luca  began to reciprocate to Karol's caresses and soon had her
hand in the cleft of her hairy cunt. Karol began to rotate the cucumber,
and like the squash it produced the strangest sensations. And since it
was straight it didn't hurt at all. Soon Karol was rotating half a turn
one way and half a turn the other,   and walls of Luca's tunnel were
being pulled round as they gripped the huge vegetable. Luca orgasmed in
a heaving scream.
   I've got an idea, Karol said.
   Carefully she pulled out the cucumber. Luca felt so empty without it.
Karol took another rubber and rolled it over the other end of the
cucumber, after first taking the stem of with her teeth. Karol grinned
when she finished her handiwork.
   OK, lie diagonally on the bed, she told Luca.
   Luca moved and spread her legs. Karol slipped the condom clad
cucumber into Luca's cunt. It felt good to have it back. Karol moved and
lay at as a mirror image to Luca.
   Lift your ass a bit, Karol said.
   Luca rolled over slightly and felt Karol slip a leg underneath her
body.  Their two cunts faced each other like a study in contrasts. Luca
could see the jungle of Karol's pubic patch damply patted down with its
full reddened lips slightly agape. Meanwhile Karol could see Luca's
almost hairless mound and her thin labia stretched by the obscene green
cucumber. Almost imperceptibly Karol moved up to the end of the
vegetable protruding from Luca. Slowly Karol's cunt wrapped itself
around the free end of this organic dildo. In about a minute the lips of
their cunts were rubbing together. Nothing green could be seen between
them. Karol started to play with her clitoris, so Luca did the same.
They   could feel their labia rub against each. Suddenly Luca felt
another inch of   the cucumber push into her. It almost brought her off.

   See if you can squeeze it back over to me, suggested Karol.
  Luca clenched her grip around the cylinder and pushed. Eventually she
found some unused muscles and was able to send the cucumber back toward
Karol.
  You're getting it, coached Karol, just try to ripple along its length.

   The cucumber slid an inch back over into her. Luca was able to shove
it   back more easily this time. It was like she was massaging this
thing with her cunt. With a little bit of practice the two girls were
able to find a slow rhythm that Luca could manage. The tensing and
relaxing were extremely sensual for Luca, and every time the cucumber
pushed into her she came a little closer to orgasm. Both their hands
worked on their respective clitorises, their  fingers brushing against
one another. Luca suddenly came. Her body heaved  upward at the
convulsion, and she felt the cucumber snap apart with the   spastic
movement.
   You can never find a strong cock when you need one, Karol said. She
was sitting up and removing the two halves from both vaginas and tossed
the broken vegetable on the floor. She resumed her laid back position
and started rubbing her cunt against Luca's. Karol's fingers flayed over
the bucking mounds and played with both clitorises. Karol started
heaving at the exertion and Luca  felt another orgasm rising inside of
her. They came almost simultaneously.
   It was almost dark when Luca woke. For a moment she thought she had
dreamed the whole thing, but the prostrate Karol beside her and the
vegetables on and around the bed dispelled her of that. She woke Karol
with a kiss on her lips.
   I'm hungry, Luca told her.
   Karol smiled. She picked up the latex wearing zucchini that lay
beside her.
   You want some of this, Karol said waving the squash.
   No, I'm really hungry.
   As they got up and dressed Karol went through the plastic shopping
bag   she'd brought in to the room. She removed an eggplant from it and
showed it to Luca.
   Now this would be a challenge for either of us, she said and held
it   upright with her two hands.

SIX: WELCOME RETURN

   Sunday morning.
   Luca awoke listening to "Sunday Morning." Nico's voice was tinny from
the small speakers of the junior boom-box. As the song faded Luca rubbed
the sleep from her eyes and opened them. The bedroom was in a state of
confusion. Sheets had been peeled from the mattress, pillows and clothes
littered the floor.   Luca felt this vague ache between her legs that
was at once a dull bruise and   a zone of unrequited emptiness. She
couldn't quite recall all that happened   the night before. After the
exploration of Karol's finds from the market, the two of them had dined
and immediately returned to bed. It had been a night of exploration, of
finding the right buttons on each other's bodies and psyches, and then
pressing them. Luca could recall waking of the most tumultuous climax to
find Karol's head once again between her legs and Karol's tongue
licking. Luca could not recall if that happened the once, or if she had
dreamed the second time.
   Breakfast is almost ready, Karol said as she popped her head in the
doorway of the bedroom. Luca righted herself from the bed and sat on it.
Karol walked past the door jamb, naked, back to the kitchen. Luca
dressed herself lightly, but before she aroused enough energy to emerge
from the room Karol entered bearing a plate with an omelet, bread and
tomatoes and half of a grapefruit.
   You need to eat, Luca, Karol said, plopping her rump on the bed
beside   Luca, and keep up your strength.
   Luca looked at the generous portion of food and wondered where Karol
got   the energy to be so active, both in bed and out of it. Luca played
with her  food as she ate it in morsels. Karol started dressing, bending
over to pick up her discarded clothes from the floor.
   "What time do you expect him?" Karol asked, clasping her bra around
her  waist before lacing the straps through her arms. All of sudden Luca
realized that today was the day that Remo returned. It had been two
months. Mainly two months of yearning, but with the last three days full
of distractions. Mostly distractions centered around Karol and her
sexual precociousness. First the raping blowjob of the teenage Angel,
then sex with Karol herself, and more    sex with Karol, plus the
interlude on Friday night with the Swiss Oscar. And  now Remo was coming
back.
   I guess he'll be here around three or four.
   Well, I'm going to leave you two alone tonight. But I do what to meet
him tomorrow, OK?
   Sure. Luca wondered about Remo meeting Karol, how he would react to
her blatant desires let alone the things Karol had introduced Luca to.
   I've got to go to Mass. But if you don't see me on the beach bring
your    guy by the cabin in the morning.
   And with that Karol left.

   Luca waited at the train station. She knew what time Remo would be
arriving in the city where she normally lived and felt sure he would
just transfer  trains and come down the coast to Sitges. As she had
hoped he came on the  second train. The whole time she was sitting on
the track side bench Luca felt giddy. It was in part her expectations of
reuniting with Remo, but also from a sense of guilt of her infidelity
just this weekend. Not that they had ever  sworn faithfulness or
anything, but just a few hours ago she had her head  buried between
Karol's legs in an intense 69 as the sun rose. Nevertheless   Luca felt
elated when she saw Remo and rushed to embrace as he climbed down  from
the train. He'd cut his hair short, but other than that he was just the
same. They walked through the narrow cobblestone streets to the
apartment Luca had borrowed from a friend for the weekend, each of them
carrying one of   Remo's shoulder bags. Though he had been traveling for
nearly twenty-four   hours Remo was elated to be back and on a high from
the journey, and chattered endlessly.
   Back at the apartment Remo unpacked some presents he brought for
Luca, a  pair of silver earrings, some wild tee-shirts, and some rough
silk Indian scarves. Luca hadn't found the opportunity to tell him what
had happened so   far this weekend, but when they moved to the bedroom
she really had no choice.
   It smells of sex in here, observed Remo
   Even Luca was aware of how the exertions of the past two nights
emanated  from the walls of the room and the bed. She had tried to air
out the room and changed the sheets, but her coupling with Oscar and her
multiple intercourse with Karol lingered. So Luca explained everything
[well almost everything, I didn't find out about the blowjob to the
teenager and the vegetables till later]. Remo was sort of amazed. Luca
felt he was a little displeased about   the tryst with Oscar, but
fascinated by Karol and the description of her with Oscar and Daniel,
and her explorations of or with Luca. Remo had his own confessions to
make and recounted the liaisons he had out of the country.
   Having cleared her conscience with her confession, Luca now felt a
need to perform an act of redemption. She unbuttoned the top of Remo's
jeans and   pulled down the zipper. Remo lifted his butt of the bed when
Luca pulled down the pants. She knelt on the cool tile floor and rested
her head on his thigh. His cock was just a little hard. She blew her
warm breath over the Vienna sausage, and watched it perk. She held the
tip of in her mouth and began to  roll her tongue around the pisshole.
Her lips held the growing cylinder of   meat in her mouth very tightly
so the foreskin could not unsheathe the whole head of Remo's cock as he
hardened. She could see the skin of the remainder    of his prick
tighten, and by pulling up at the foreskin his normally tight  balls
were held even more tightly to the base of the prick. She knew this was
causing some discomfort, but that he also liked it. His hands stroked
her   scalp lovingly.
   After a few moments she opened her mouth. Immediately the foreskin
plopped back and exposed the dark mushroom cockhead. Taking a breath,
she impaled her mouth on the whole hard length, feeling the head pass
through her gullet into her throat. With her tongue she stroked the
underside of the prick toward the base, letting her tongue out between
her lower lip and the round cock so that  it could stroke her balls. She
released a few inches so that she could inhale and then begun hum while
her tongue washed her saliva over the whole piece of meat. Remo began to
lift her hips to fuck her mouth, and she eagerly   responded. With one
hand she began to stroke herself, her wrist pressing  against the inside
of the waistband of her shorts. Soon she felt his cock   tense and a
drop of precome mix with her own mouth. She savored it. When his
cockhead began to jerk in earnest she released it from her mouth.
   Not yet," she said. "I want to really enjoy this.
   Remo kicked off his pants and stripped his shirt, and lay on his back
on   the bed. Luca quickly got her naked under the close scrutiny of
Remo She did  so with deliberate slowness, knowing that he wanted her
tight body and the   wait would just heighten his desire. When she
walked toward him, he could see her from the front for the first time.
   Wow. You've shaved, he commented, it's like you're a little girl.
   Do you like little girls? Luca asked as she climbed over him onto the
bed.
   I like you enough to eat.
   Which is what she wanted to hear. She stood on her kneed and walked
on the mattress to each was pressing against his shoulders and looked
down his body. His hard cock was swaying with its head about an inch
above his belly button. She felt his hands on her hips pulling her down,
and she lowered herself onto his face. Remo's goatee brushed against her
smooth mons as his tongue began to probe the serrated lips of her
crevice. Luca widened her stance so the mouth   of her cunt pressed
against his face. She could here him sucking and drinking the moisture
that was draining from her body. His whole breathing was from   her, her
emissions; each exhalation blew his hot pants into her already heated
vagina. His nose rubbed small circles between her cheeks and over her
asshole.
   She noticed his hardness was ebbing so she leant forward, resting on
one  hand and used the other to grasped his cockhead. The movement also
drove her crotch deeper into his face and made his tonguing more
frenetic. Luca's gushes became torrents, lathering the two-days stubble
on his face. Holding Remo's penis perpendicular to his body she began to
nibble at the glans, her sharp white teeth pinching at the taut skin and
bulging veins. His nose was now in  her cunt, stroking her inner folds,
while his tongues brushed against her swollen clitoris. She began to
quiver with urgency, admiring the energetic desire he had to bring her
off, so different from the languid buildup that was Karol's style. She
began to grind her slit up and down on his face, wanting to be satisfied
to satisfy him. His penis left her mouth as she came, gasping, though
she held it upright all the while as she collapsed orgiastically next
to him.
   For about thirty seconds she just lay there until her panting abated.
Her hand flexed the hard muscle it still grasped. Luca had just come but
she felt empty and wanted that void filled. She straddled over him, her
back toward his face. Looking over shoulder she said, simply, "I'm going
to fuck you."
   She placed the length of his hard cock further back, so it pointed
toward  his feet and rubbed the opening of her vagina against it. Her
fluids still flowed and soon his cock glistened from her wetness and his
public hair matted from her moisture too. Letting his penis stand
upright she lowered herself   down half his length, and then rose till
it almost withdrew. Once she had  judged the height of her movement she
let his prick free from her hand and  began to move slowly up and down
it. The hands grasping her waist tried to  speed her movement or make it
deeper, but she would have none of it. She     knew by keeping his prick
forward and moving slowly she could keep him from coming through a
mixture of the uncomfortable angle and the unrequited anticipation. She
began to feel herself nearing some satisfaction and orgasmed as soon as
her fingers skipped across the swollen bud of her clit.
   She took all of him, so that their pubic bones almost rubbed
together. Leaning forward she pulled his cock to an even more acute
angle inside of. Rather than fucking him, Luca just lifted and dropped
her body, using her   whole torso and her cunt clench to move from
discomfort to near pain by   varying the angle she held his prick.  It
was numbing him.  He gripped and pulled back her shoulders so that her
back was against her chest, and started  to fuck her quickly, with each
thrust lifting both of their bodies off the   bed.  As soon as he got
into this more comfortable position she felt the blood rush and inflate
his penis, making it press against her tight cunt walls. His glans
rubbed against her g-spot at the lowest point of his thrust and she
soon felt the tightness in her urinary tract. She thought of the
previous day when she and Karol had passed the cucumber back and forth,
and she tried to imitate the technique, the rippling of her vagina over
his penis. Remo gasped and his thrusts slowed.
   How do you do that? he asked, but Luca left his question unanswered.
   Instead she used these new found muscles to massage his penis with
her   cunt. The tension it produced heightened her own pleasure, and she
knew from  the way Remo's nails were clawing at her skin that he was
about to come. Luca rippled faster along the length of his cock as he
began to thrust  spasmodically, and she felt his first spurt of come
fire into her cunt only to be diluted into the sea of her own arousal.
His hands grasped her tender small breast. His whole cock pounded her
automatically as she gripped and ungripped  it with her cunt.
   She lay there, her back on his chest, and felt him soften inside her.
She would flex her cunt to arouse him a little, and then unclench his
prick and  feel it shrink. Remo would kiss her occasionally. Finally his
flaccid clock dropped from her cunt and she rolled over onto her stomach
beside him.
   Did you miss me?
   He pulled her toward himself and kissed her.

SEVEN: THE BEACH CABANA

   Luca and Remo had spent the rest of Sunday together, making up for
the lost time of the last two months. After their initial lovemaking
they had gone swimming on the crowded beach and then eaten at one of the
little bistros on  the esplanade overlooking the water. Back at
apartment they continued their reunion making love once before falling
sleeping, and again in the middle of  the night in heated passion. The
second time Remo mounted her from behind and then tried to penetrate
Luca's ass. For a moment Luca almost allowed him, but just couldn't get
over her fear that his hard cock would rupture her if he penetrated that
sanctum. Instead Remo let his prick slide between her tight cheeks, the
underside rubbing against her asshole until his come streamed    onto
her brown back.
   In the morning they decided to spend one more night in Sitges before
going back to the city. Luca had to start looking for a new job and Remo
had to  unload some of stuff he'd brought from out of country. But
before work they should enjoy the weather and the beach and spend a few
more hours with each other. As the dressed Remo insisted that Luca wear
only the bottom of her  string bikini and use one of the new Indian
scarfs to bond around her breasts. The gold thread that ran through the
rough silk made Luca's nipples sensitive and she was sure their shadows
could be discerned beneath the pinkish material.
   On the beach they lay sleepily next to one another, dipping into the
cool water every once in a while. Remo liked to watch Luca coming out of
the water, her thin figure striding through the wavelets and her small
breast accentuated beneath the wet improvised top. There were few other
people on the beach, and  no sign of Karol, the girl that Luca had
befriended before Remo's return.  Around lunch time they decided to walk
up the beach to Karol's cabin, to see   if she was around.
   When they walked up to the shack on stilts they could see that the
front  door was slightly ajar, so they climbed up the steps to the small
porch and  Luca poked her head in the door, calling Karol's name. In the
back she could hear water running so Luca entered Karol's home while
Remo made himself comfortable on the porch. As she suspected Luca found
Karol in the shower, and told her that she and Remo would be waiting
outside.
   After a few minutes Karol's head floated in the doorway.
   Come on in, you two, don't be shy. I was going to roll us all a
joint.
   When they entered the shadowy room Karol was already burning a pellet
of  hash and scraping the loose bits into a small mound of  tobacco. Her
still wet dark hair was cascading droplets on the table and plastered to
her bare shoulders. All she wore was a small blue towel that hung from a
loose tuck between her generous cleavage. The towel barely reached the
top of her thighs, and both her visitors could see the wisps of her
pubic patch. Complaining that her hands were too moist, Karol asked Remo
to roll the joint. Karol had made a generous mixture that hit them as
they passed the spliff around. Remo in particular, not having smoked in
the past couple of months, felt the tokes hit his head. He was sitting
on a floor cushion on the floor opposite the two   girls on the worn
couch.
   Remo watched as the scene unfolded in a dream-like state. At first
Karol examined Luca's new earrings, lifting them with her fingers while
the back of her hand brushed against Luca's ear lobes. From where he was
sitting
close to the floor Remos head was at the same height as the two girl's
crotches, and he could see the dark jungle of Karol's as she casually
parted  her legs. Next Karol showed interest in the scarf wrapped around
Luca's  breasts. As she felt the rough material her right hand stroked
Luca's breasts while her left rested on Luca's mid-thigh. Luca had a
sort of dazed looked,   and seemed to not recognize what was going on,
or at least not care.
   Do you mind? Karol suddenly asked R, who shook his head.
   Karol immediately reached around to Luca's back and untied the scarf
and stretched out before her. Luca looked a little uncomfortable at
finding   herself so suddenly half naked.
   I don't think I could ever wear something like this, Karol evaluated.
She untucked the corner of the towel tucked between her breast and stood
up,  letting the towel fall onto the sofa. Her breasts drooped as she
wrapped the fabric around her chest and tried to knot the scarf behind
her back. Luca   stood to help, but when Karol felt Luca's hands she
grabbed Luca's wrists, pulling them forward and making Luca's hands cup
her breast. Remo could see   the breast flesh pliable in Luca's hands.
   That's the kind of support I need, reckoned Karol. She released
Luca's  wrists and turned and kissed her. Luca struggled for a second,
but as Karol embraced her and slowly let her down on the couch she
relaxed a little.
   After a few minutes of groping and kissing Karol paused.
   I want to know your guy. Do you mind? Like, let him join in?
   For a moment Luca's and Remo's eyes met. It was a contact that
expressed mixed emotions -- some shock, some intrigue, some questions.
   Look, I'll let you two decide on your own, said Karol as she stood
and  walked behind the tapestry to her sleeping alcove. Silently Luca
and Remo reached some agreement and followed Karol and found her
outstretched on the ruffled bed, her thighs spread as her fingers
stroked the crevasse edges of   her labia. Karol smiled when she saw
them. Still in silence Luca pulled down  her bikini panties and joined
Karol, kissing her on the lips while her right hand squeezed Karol's
generous breasts. Remo stripped of his shorts and shirt and wondered
what to do next.
   Luca's tanned hand caressed Karol's creamy buttocks and her finger
nails stroked the seam between the generous orbs and the back of Karol's
darker thighs. The contrast of dark and white skin, and the nearly
glowing cuticles  was a study of textures.  The two girls were kissing
passionately, their lips partially hidden by the wild strands of Karol's
hair and Karol's petting hand that closed around Luca's face. Remo could
see Luca's eyes were closed as she earnestly mashed her lips against
Karol's. Luca's finger tips explore the  valley separating Karol's
derriere and noticed for the first time a black   mole, slightly off
center, and the top of the cleft. Luca's nipples were hard and the
aureole inflated and rosy, a peculiar hue surrounded by brown skin.
The sight aroused Remo and he felt his engorged cock swing like a
derrick as   he walked toward the two girls.
   He lay behind Luca, the base of his prick clasped between her
buttocks and the head pressing against the vertebra of her lower back.
His hands slipped under her arms and soon he kneaded her breasts,
pinching the little rock hard nubbins of her nipples.  Remo pressed his
left knee and separated Luca's legs, so that his thigh pushed against
her cunt lips and her juices began to matte  the downy hair on his legs.
His faced pressed into her hair, and he could   smell her oils and the
Mediterranean each time he inhaled. Karol's hand found his face and
began to stroke it too, alternating caresses between Remo and  Luca.
Luca's hips began to move against his leg, at first grinding in a
circular motion, but the moving vertically up and down his legs as she
fucked it. She became so caught in his pelvic thrusting that she broke
off her kiss  and panted.
   Karol's fingers stroked Remo's lips, beckoning them to her own.
Carefully Remo lifted his upper body and rested on his right elbow so
that he was high enough to kiss Karol by leaning over Luca. His one free
hand  ontinued to cup Luca's breasts and torment her nipples, though her
heaving broke his grip.   Remo found that he could clench his hand so
that the little finger   encapsulated the tiny button nipples of his
girlfriend, while the larger  opening of thumb and index finger could
capture a soft distended nipple at the apex of Karol's breast. Karol's
were so pliable, like gummy worms, as he  blindly entombed them in his
hand. He could feel Karol's hand run up his   thigh, stroking him and
gradually finding the object of her quest, the   juncture between his
leg and Luca's driving cunt. Remo felt the palm of her  hand rest
against his legs, and felt the electricity of Karol's first finger  tip
touch of Luca conducted through his body. Luca's rhythm intensified,
and  she pressed harder and harder against his thigh as Karol dallied
with Luca's exposed clit. He could tell from Luca's breathing that she
was about to come  and let his hand fall from between the two sets of
wonderful breasts and hold her belly. For the first time Remo pushed his
leg upwards against Luca and  tried to match her stroke for stroke,
knowing that this would bring her over  the edge.
   When she came, Luca rolled over on to her front in a crumpled mass.
Karol  and Remo looked at each other over her prostrate body, sharing
together with each for the first time the experience of wasted
post-orgiastic Luca and   smiled as Luca's panting ebbed to deep
whopping breaths.
   Suddenly Karol ducked down and attacked the patch of juices Luca had
deposited on Remo's thigh. He could feel her tongue curl around the mess
and Karol's tongue spreading it around. Remo held Luca, nuzzling the
back of her neck with his face buried in her sweet smelling light brown
hair. He could   feel Karol's mouth all over his left leg and then her
tongue probe and touch  one his balls. At first it just darted, leaving
a cooling film on his sac, but soon she was kissing both of his balls.
Luca was more alert and she turned her face and begun to kiss Remo,
small pecks on his lips and cheeks. All at once   he felt one of his
balls disappear in Karol's mouth.
   She cupped in her cheek, holding it there with her white teeth and
gnawing her jaw slightly against the fragile egg. Her tongue painted
spittle against  it, while all the time sucking fiercely and stretching
his scrotum deeper into her mouth. It was an agonizing combination of
sweet and sour, and he felt his ball ache. Suddenly she released it and
snared its partner in her mouth; this time Karol let it rest on her
curling tongue while she tried to vacuum the egg down her throat while
biting on the loose sac skin. As Karol alternated her liaisons with his
balls Remo noticed that the straining hard-on he hand was numbed  by the
weird pain and pleasurable sensations inflicted on his      balls.
   Luca's hands was now roving down Remo's chest and he felt touch
against his subdued but still hard penis. A finger, he guessed Luca's,
began to pierce his the outside of whatever one of his balls being
engulfed in Karol's mouth.   Karol began to adjust her body, her
attachment to his groin being the pivot of her movement, until her wide
hips loomed over Remo's and Luca's heads. Still partially kissing each
other they lunged toward the tangled thatch that only partially hid her
engorged cunt lips. They used their tongues, letting them ripple around
the serrated mouth of her vagina before probing into Karol's steamy
cunt. The aroma and taste differed from Luca's, Remo thought as he
sampled her tangy mustiness. Luca tasted much sharper and crisper though
her juices did not linger as long as Karol's. Remo's and Luca's tongues
entwined   in the opening haven of Karol's vagina, their noses bumping
against Karol's prominent and aroused clitoris.
   Karol began biting the underside of Remo's cock in between sucking
his scrotum. Her teeth nipped at his fleshy cock tube. Slowly he noticed
Karol   move her hips away from his face and onto Luca's, while he felt
her mouth   purse around the rigid length of his cock up towards its
mushroom head. He   felt Karol's lips chewing softly at the knob, her
tongue swirling over the already straining dome while her mouth pushed
down and made the head of his  cock even more taut. If it wasn't for the
smarting of his balls Remo thought   he would have exploded, but it was
as if those previous ministrations acted    as a local anesthetic to his
arousal. Remo felt his whole length slip into Karol's mouth and her
teeth clench around its base; then she began to suck. Slowly Karol
increased the suction, breathing through her nose while her   cheeks
imploded and massaged the sides of his cock, like a snake digesting a
still quivering prey. It was arousing but numbing at the same time. As
Karol's suction pulsated he noticed that her hips began to sway in the
same rhythm   over and into Luca's face.  All of a sudden Karol's whole
body quivered and   she released Remo's  wet cock, which thumped against
his stomach.
   After a few moments Karol raised herself off the haphazard mattress
of Remo and Luca and turned to them and simple said, I need to fuck.
With that said she turned toward Remo and knelt with a knee resting on
the outside of each thigh. One hand slipped into the notch between her
legs so that the outside  part of it rubbed between her slightly parted
lips. Luca and Remo could seen  the moisture glisten on Karol's skin.
After a few strokes lifted her hand and sucked her juices off it, while
her other hand began almost hacking her  dripping lips. Then she grabbed
the base of Remo's cock and held it vertically and lowered herself on to
it in one deep plunge, gyrating her pubic mons  against Remo's.  Without
ceremony Karol started fucking Remo with short   intense stroke, raising
up only a couple of inches before mechanically  pistoning down. One hand
continued to  brazenly stroke her clit.
    Remo just lay on the bed as Karol fucked him. He contrasted this
rubbery loose cunt with the tight warm tunnel he'd enjoyed the night
before. He could feel Karol's juices flow over him and hear the slight
sucking sounds as her  cunt impelled and expelled air as she rose and
fell over his pelvis.
   Not wanting to be left out of it, Luca straddled Remo's head so that
her  cunt pressed her lips. To keep divert his attention from the fast
fucking from Karol Remo swirled his tongue around Luca's sweet sharp
cavern, awed by her hairless pubes. His tongue would flitter
occasionally upwards and glance  against her rock hard clit. The tip of
his nose pressed against Luca's flower-like asshole, and he began to
roll his face so that his nose titillated this forbidden zone. Luca
would move away to avoid this nasal attention, but her craving of his
tongue against his clit inevitably made her return to a   position where
he could renew his attention to her rectum.
   Karol's rhythm intensified and her strokes got longer. Luca was
teasing her breasts, occasionally bending forward to kiss them. Karol's
arms just rested   on Luca's shoulders and she pumped and grinded
against Remo until she came,   and then she plumped forward and rested
against Luca. The walls of cunt pulsed around the length of Remo's
prick, as if trying to entice his seed by gentle persuasion. His cock
still felt numb but Remo could feel the time bomb of his climax ticking
down.
   Luca's rocking on his face grew faster so Remo pressed his tongue
between  the cleft guarding her clitoris and flexed it against the hard
button until he felt her mini-orgasm shiver through her body. Quickly
Luca lifted her body off his face and knelt next to the parallel bodies
of her lovers.
   I want to be fucked too, she pined.
   Hearing her need Karol disentangled herself from Remo's hardon and
let him position himself behind Luca's buttocks. Before entering her he
lubricated his cock by rubbing it across the mouth of Luca's cunt, so
the uppermost third   slid back and forth against her clit. Luca rested
on all fours, bracing her upper body on her palms. Slippery from both
Karol's and Luca's wetness, Remo's cock would occasionally slip away
from its desired target and snake between Luca's small tight buttocks.
He could feel Luca push against him and felt her hand grasp his length
and direct his cockhead between her lips. It easily slid into her wet
tunnel, the walls of her cunt embracing this welcome intruder. He fucked
her hard, thrusting his length into her in one sharp motion. Then Remo
would very slowly withdraw almost the entire length of his prick
before   lunging into her so that his hips pressed against her pelvis
despite the  cushion of her ass.
   Meanwhile Karol had rolled beneath Luca and began to lubricate with
her  mouth and tongue the already moist juncture of prick and cunt. When
Remo first felt her mouth caress the length of his withdrawing cock, her
tongue pressing against the underside, he thought he would explode with
only a few more  plunges. But then Karol began to encase his balls in
his mouth, sucking them again, and drawing his come back down to his
scrotum. He could feel Karol's tongue continue to stroke the underside
of his cock, and from Luca's gyrations knew that Karol was working her
magic on Luca's clit. To tease her, Remo withdrew his cock and rubbed it
over the cleavage of Luca's buttocks; almost immediately Luca reached
for his prick and redirected it for her pleasure. He did it again a
couple of more times, enjoying how her firm cheeks embraced his prick,
but each time Luca grabbed him and placed his prickhead into the
confines of her vagina.
   When Luca came she collapsed forward onto Karol. She was still
writhing in pleasure as Karol released Remo's balls and let him fall on
top of Luca. His prick nestled between those desirable buttocks and  he
moved his hips, trying  to press the tip of his cock against Luca's
puckered asshole. In spite of   being racked with pleasure, Luca was
aware enough not to let herself be violated. continued to press against
her, but eventually Luca threw him off   her back.
   Stop it! she complained, stop trying to fuck me there. Don't spoil
this.
   Karol had disentangled herself from her lovers, and sat on her knees
surveying the scene. There was a moment of silence as Luca glared at
Remo,  while he beseeched her with his look. Karol broke the impasse.
   You can fuck my ass. If you like. . .
   Luca rolled her eyes in reluctant approval. She watched as Remo
positioned himself behind Karol who rested on her elbows, her buttocks
pouting toward    the straining prick that loomed above her.  Karol
looked over her shoulder.
   Have you ever done this before? Karol asked. Remo shook his head.
   Make sure you're really wet. At first go real slow, but push
constantly  until you get the head in. Then it's easy. . . but play with
me, ok?
   Remo placed his cockhead against the swollen asshole, and pressed
it   between the jelly-like membrane. Karol's asshole swelled as he
increased the pressure, but following her orders he slowly pushed and
felt the tip of his prick disappear into Karol's anus. He could feel the
mushroom enter through   the gates and the next couple of inches slipped
easily into Karol. Remembering the advice he'd been given he began to
stroke through Karol's matted pubic   hair and place to fingers into her
vagina while his thumb rested on her   swollen clitoris. His cock felt
like it was in a vise, and he pumped slowly  back and forth, in and out
of Karol's ass. When he looked down he could see Karol's cheeks shiver,
and the small mole being pulled in the rift between   them with each of
his thrusts, and then creeping outward with each outstroke.
   Luca watched, sitting crosslegged on the mattress, her right hand
stroking her clitoris as she watched Remo assfuck Karol. Her left hand
soon joined  Remo's and began to coax an orgasm from Karol. Within a
couple of minutes the tight clench of Karol's rectum, pulsing from the
orgasms in its neighboring vagina, brought all that come that had been
welling up from the constant stimulation to the point of explosion. REMO
felt it ejaculate into the tight confines of Karol's belly, jet after
jet of thin sticky come pulsing from his cockhead, a blinding emotion
cutting off his vision.
   Be careful when you pull out. Real slow please, said Karol.
   It was only minutes later, but like another age. Remo was resting his
face against Karol's shoulder while Luca embraced both of them. Slowly
Remo pulled his cock out. Karol rolled over onto her back, and looked at
her two lovers.
   No one quite knew what to say. But they all knew there'd be time to
say it.

[THE END: LUCA'S LONG WEEKEND]


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