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A Misty Night In Brussels ( Part Two )

Conclusion of Jenny and Roberta's experiences in Brussels


Roberta flings the door open wide and presents herself in full naked glory to Ryan. I’m pretty sure he might have been expecting her in some state of undress, but probably not completely in the buff. To his credit, his face doesn’t show any sign of shock, even when he looks inside the room and sees me lying on the bed, also bereft of any clothing.

“Oh I see you two have started without me then?”

His face creases into a gleaming smile, as he eyes first Roberta and then me, as if to size up who’s first to get his cock.

“Don’t just stand there like a spare dinner, Ryan, come on in. Somebody could easily walk by and see me like this.”

“Yeah, and you’d probably get a kick out of it as well.”

Ryan brushes past Roberta and into main part of the hotel room, affording me a chance to take a good look at him. I must admit he is even more handsome than on first impression. He’s easily six feet tall, muscular looking and has gorgeous thick brown hair and huge green eyes. All in all pretty much sex on legs.

“How rude of me, you haven’t been introduced. Ryan, meet my new friend, Jenny. Jenny, meet my even newer friend Ryan.”

His eyes catch mine for a second and he mouths a ‘Hi’ before they are quickly distracted by my breasts and blonde triangle of pubic hair. He seems to like what he sees. Roberta, as ever is not shy.

“How lucky are you, Ryan? Two sexy girls to play with and two tight little pussies to fuck. I bet your cock is already hard isn’t it?”

She doesn’t wait for a reply, hand brushing against his crotch, slowly.

“Ha ha, I knew it, you are hard already.”

Her fingers are quick and she soon has the belt of his trousers undone, and immediately those trousers are around his ankles, soon joined by his pale blue silk boxer shorts. He doesn’t seem at all fazed by this, in fact he seems very confident in himself.

In fairness he has every right to be confident; his penis looks as delicious as the rest of him. I drool as I see it standing almost flush to his body, at least eight inches, circumcised and incredibly thick. To put the cherry on the top, his pubic hair is trimmed extremely short, and his balls completely hairless. My boyfriend has a fairly big cock, but nothing compared to the beauty in front of me.

Roberta wastes no time, her hand wrapped tightly around Ryan’s rigid shaft, slowly twisting her fingers across his bulbous cock head, her slow but firm technique soon has him gasping and groaning, and his magnificent cock jerking and twitching, I don’t think he’s going to last very long.

“Don’t just sit there, Jenny. Come and give me a hand, there’s more than enough dick here for both of us.”

I snap out of my trance and join the action taking place at the foot of the bed. Ryan’s outstretched fingers quickly finding my pussy and plunges them deep inside me as I kiss his lips hard. His technique is a little rough, but I’m too turned on to care, moaning into his mouth as he makes me really wet. Our kiss goes on for ages, and my tongue probes against his wildly. I want this man, quite frankly to fuck my brains out.

“Let’s make him come, Jenny. Get on your knees and suck him off.”

I don’t think she likes me kissing him too much, doesn’t want to feel left out. I reluctantly break the kiss and kneel in front of Ryan’s throbbing tool, Roberta soon joins me and we both marvel at the length and girth of his manhood.

“Oh my life, have you ever seen a more beautiful cock, Jenny?”

I tell her that I don’t think I have ( not confessing that I hadn’t seen too many anyway )

Roberta goes first, swallowing as much of his meat as she can, but he’s so big, she barely even takes in a third of him. After a few moments, she admits defeat and slides him out of her mouth and pushes his cock towards me.

“Oh wow it’s so good, but too big. Your turn to try.”

I’ve never been a big fan of giving head, but I make an exception here, stretching my mouth wide open to take him in, swallowing hard. I love the ridges and the contours and the absolute feel of his rock solid penis. His hands grip my hair and he begins to fuck my mouth hard and fast. I can see Roberta begin to stroke and squeeze his sac as he powers into my mouth.

After about a minute of this Ryan can take no more, and I feel his cock twitch and his legs tremble. A low, lengthy gasp of pleasure slips from his lips and he starts filling my mouth with his hot, salty come. I swallow it greedily before he pulls out and covers my face with three arcs more, before turning slightly to give Roberta a similar treatment, before squeezing the very last drops of his load onto her outstretched tongue.

We turn to look at each other, both covered in come, and both with the same idea. Ryan’s face is a picture as we kiss and lick and clean each other up, ending in a deep French kiss. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so sexually wanton in my whole life. I want Roberta right now, it can’t wait.

“Get undressed and get hard again, Ryan darling, I’m going to eat Roberta’s little pussy.”

I can’t believe I’m saying these words, sounding like a grade A porn star. Roberta gives me a wry smile.

“Oh are you now? When did you become the boss of this situation?”

“Just now, get on that bed and get your legs spread. I’m going to lick that tight little snatch.”

She looks at me funny, but does as I tell her. I quite like this ordering people around thing. I crawl onto the bed and my fingers touch her amazing smooth legs, pushing her knees apart as I go. Roberta gasps and sighs, making me sure I’m doing okay. I replace my fingers with my mouth and kiss a trail from her left knee to her inner thigh, then back down, repeating the action on her right leg.

“So good, so fucking good, Jenny. Stop teasing me and eat me.”

I peer up at and smile at her, also in my periphery vision I can see Ryan is completely naked, sat on the couch, stroking his once again stiffening penis.

I lower my head back down and admire Roberta’s pussy. It’s a work of art, clean shaven and with pronounced, puffy labia. I can see and smell that she is already wet, which makes me in turn extremely wet. I gently stick out my tongue and trace the outline of her lips. She gasps and wriggles as I use my thumbs to open her up, before stiffening my tongue and stabbing it deep inside her.

She tastes as good as she looks, and I can’t get enough of her cream as she writhes and wriggles from my attentions. Her fingers gripping my head, and her hips grinding against me. Her volume goes up considerably as I replace my tongue with two slim fingers working inside her as I rasp my tongue over her erect clitoris. One thing is for sure, Roberta certainly doesn’t do quiet sex.

“Ohh fuck, yes you dirty bitch. That’s so good.”

Her words make me happy, and I redouble my efforts, fingers deep inside her tight hole, and my tongue up and down her little bud. It does the trick and she is moaning and trembling uncontrollably. Why have I taken all these years to pleasure another woman?

I have no time to ponder my own question, as I feel a strong pair of hands pulling my knees up into a squatting position between Roberta’s legs. It’s Ryan, and without ceremony I feel his monster cock being fed into my saturated pussy. Now it’s my turn to gasp as I feel him sliding in inch by inch. Although I am wet it takes a while to get used to the sheer size and force of him. It takes a moment, but I get used to him quickly, pushing back against him, arching my back. I can hear how wet I am by the squelch every time he thrusts.

Momentarily I had ignored Roberta, which she doesn’t like, her hands like a vice around the back of my head. I manage to squeeze a third finger inside her and curl my fingers, using them as little pistons, simultaneously circling my thumb over her button. She is almost crying in pleasure, but I don’t stop. I won’t stop.

Her orgasm can’t be far off now as I try to concentrate, but it’s hard when you’re being slammed by a man with amazing stamina and a huge dick! It feels painful, but at the same time really so damn good. His finger finds my clit, and it’s my turn to quiver and tremble. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such ecstasy in my life.

Roberta’s orgasm is spectacular and loud, really loud. Her body tenses and shakes and an ear splitting groan of satisfaction leaves her lips. My mouth is smeared in her juice, but I just don’t care, glad to have made her come as hard as she made me.

Talking of coming, my own climax is not far away. Ryan grips my waist tightly and goes into overdrive, forcing his entire length inside me as he strums my clit. I can’t believe I’m taking it all, every last centimetre and loving every bit of it. His fingers are not as skilful as Roberta’s but it doesn’t matter, I’m so turned on and my orgasm is quick and intense, my pussy contracting wildly and squeezing his dick like a vice.

The pressure is too much for Ryan and within thirty seconds he is shooting his second load in less than an hour, first inside me and then the large remainder over my bum and back. He collapses onto the bed, arms wrapped around me as in turn I cuddle my beautiful Roberta. The room finally falls silent. All of us exhausted.

I must have drifted off to sleep soon after, totally spent physically and emotionally. I eventually wake and the early morning hazy light oozes through the hotel window. There is no sign of Ryan or Roberta, but I can make out the sound of a shower, and then moments later the unmistakeable sounds of sex. I smile and think to myself that we are going to have a very tired First Officer on the flight back home.

Eventually, they emerge from the bathroom, Roberta being carried by Ryan, both naked (naturally ) and still wet from the shower. He places her down on the bed next to me and grabs himself a towel to dry off.

Roberta fixes me a sexy smile. She looks even more delicious all wet and fresh from the shower.

“Hi gorgeous, you sleep well?”

I don’t answer, just pull her close to me and kiss her full lips hard. I’m ready and willing to do it all over again with this amazing girl.

“Well it’s been amazing ladies. But I can see you’re busy, so I’ll see you at the airport.”

With that, Ryan is gone, leaving us alone again. Which is just how I want it.

We spend another hour or so just touching and caressing and arranging to meet up once back at home. All too soon it’s fully light and I take a shower before we have to check out and get the flight home.

The journey back to the airport on the coach is like being back at school. We sit in the corner at the back, out of view with our jackets on our laps, fingering each other’s pussies, as we try and look like butter wouldn’t melt in our mouths. We joke that the airline has paid for two rooms when we only needed one.

When we get to the airport, the mist still looms low and thick in the air. I don’t have a good feeling about this. My gut instinct is right, as we go inside the airport and look up at the giant display, showing our flight number with a huge CANCELLED right next to it. I can’t believe it.

“Oh shit, I knew it would be cancelled. What am I going to do? I’ve got important meetings later.”

My temper is soon soothed by the touch of Roberta’s soft hand on mine.

“Never mind, I know a really nice hotel, and the views from room 526 are quite something.”

We look into each other’s eyes and immediately burst out laughing. I kiss her cheek and tell her that maybe one more day in Brussels might not be such a bad idea after all.

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