Chapter 6
Lyn, Mary, and Bill checked into a swanky hotel in the business district of the city. They though it best to share one large room to cut down on expenses and to keep each other company. The desk clerk raised his eyebrows at their request, but after Bill slipped him a few pounds, he decided that their request was not really as unusual as it had first sounded. As he glanced at the size of his tip, he remarked that he was not even surprised that they had no luggage.
"Perfectly understandable," he muttered to no one in particular, "perfectly understandable."
The threesome made their way to the room, but unfortunately had no time for settling into their new digs. Bill was anxious to get to his friend's pub before closing time. The girls were a little taken aback to learn that the man conducted his business in a bar, but followed along with Bill anxious to conclude their business deal and get their hands on the million dollars.
The name of the pub was the "Unicorn;" :It was in a seedy section of the city, near the docks. The two girls grew increasingly sceptical as they drew near the pub in their taxi. They saw that the neighborhood was not exactly the type in which a world renowned coin dealer would do business, and they began to question their decision to let Bill take over the arrangements.
The cabby let them off in front of a very old and run down pub. There was a huge sign hanging in front of the building, ft was dark and the paint on the sign was faded and peeling, but Bill assured them that it was a Unicorn. The fog seemed to envelop the city. They were glad that they had stopped to buy suitable clothing for the cool London weather before checking into the hotel. In keeping with the general atmosphere of their mission they had each purchased a thick and long trenchcoat and floppy wide brimmed hats. The salesman convinced them that everyone in London dressed like that, but they felt rather foolish as they paraded into the crowded pub in their new "spy clothes.": Apparently the people in the pub did not know that everyone in London wore dark trench coats and wide brimmed hats. Or perhaps they dressed the way they did out of sheer perversity. In any case, they were dressed remarably like the people did in the states: in a variety of styles and colors.
The three of them made their way to the back room of the smoky pub. Bill looked about him eagerly craning to catch a glimpse of his friend. Lyn and Mary had temporarily lost interest in Bill's friend. They were still a bit grooggy from the trip over, and in the distinctive atmosphere of the pub, they realized for the first time that day that they were in a foreign country. Bill squuezed up to the bar and they followed. He ordered three pints of Bitter and paid for them with the strange, oversized pound notes. The beer was cool and delicious. For a second they were half afraid to try it.
Mary was expecting it to be warm or perhaps even hot. Lyn wrinkled her face as she heard Bill order a pint of "Bitter" for her. She expected the beer to taste like vinegar; but it didn't They drank the dark, nut flavored beer at a back table as Bill circulated trying to find his elusive friend. They had just finished their pints when Bill suddenly reappeared at then-table and motioned them into the front room over the noise of the crowded pub.
They passed through the front room and followed Bill back to the fog covered streets. He explained that Rosco was reported to be at a nightclub in the center of the city. Apparently he had risen in the world since Bill had last seen him. There were no cabs to be had, so they walked through the dark, quiet strrets on their way to the nearest underground station. It was getting near closing time and Bill was beginning to get a little desperate. He wanted to dispose of the coins as quickly as possible. They stumbled across a bike sprawled across the narrow side walk in the fog, outside of another quiet pub.
"Oh Hell! We'll never make it on time. Listen, I'm going to borrow this guy's bike. When he comes out of the pub, you keep him quiet until I get back, OK?"
He jumped on the bike and took off leaving the two girls standing in the road behind him.
They waited outside the pub for a few moments, and then they both got the same idea. They quickly rehearsed a story, and then ran into the pub screaming:
"Quick! Someone just stole the bike outside. He knocked us over! You better hurry, he's getting away!"
The girls stood aside as the crowd rushed out the door after the culprit They leisurely walked up to the bar and ordered more Bitter. Then they selected the best seats in the house and waited for the mob to return.
The man who owned the bike was broken hearted, and both the girls felt sorry for him. They knew though that Bill would be returning it later that night and they consoled the man as best they could. Within a few minutes the incident was forgotten as the crowd turned their attention to a more serious business: drinking. The girls were soon joined by two charming English youths, and the night passed in a whirl of beer and boisterous humor.
At ten o'clock on the dot, the bar emptied into the streets. Lyn and Mary stood in the street for a while and laughed uproariously for no apparent reason. The two young men very gallently offered them the hospitality of their flat and the girls accepted gleefully. They walked up to the flat on the third floor without a thought in their heads about the coins or Bill.
When they got upstairs, one of the boys began to undress, Mary sat on the sofa with Lyn as the other one also began to undress. When the two of them were naked, they advanced toward the girls on the sofa. Both of their pricks were semi-erect. The girls giggled and dangled the still soft penises in their hands as the two boys stood over them. Soon the cocks were erect and ready for action. The girls began to peel off their clothes in front of the boys' hardening cocks. When they were completely naked, the four of them crawled to the one huge bed in the middle of the one room apartment They began to fuck immediately, and both of the boys were accomplished lovers. They entered the girls simultaneously causing them both to grunt at the force of their thrusts. The girls were wet, and the pricks slid home without much of a problem. The girls were willing and were soon wriggling beneath the onslaught of the cocks.
After a few minutes of spirited humping, the boys changed partners and continued to fuck them. For some reason they both seemed to be attracted to Lyn more than Mary. Mary was jealous at first. Then she began to enjoy watching the three of them fucking. She found that by playing with herself and watching the three of them go at it, she could almost climax at will.
When Lyn had climbed on top of Roger, Terry had slid from off of Mary and sandwhiched himself on top of the fucking couple. At first he just dry humped against the smooth crack of Lyn's ass, but as he felt her getting all hot underneath his cock he began to prod the tip of his cock aginst the opening of her ass. Lyn squirmed on top of Roger's cock and reached behind her back to fondle the cock and balls of the man on top of her. Roger sucked her huge tits, licking her blood swollen nipples into submission as the voluptuous Lyn crooned above him.
Terry spit down into her ass; he spit into his hand and covered his cock with saliva. Then he gently began to enter her shithole, an inch at a time. He thought Lyn would object to fucking the two of them at once, but he was wrong. As soon as she felt the tip of the cock nuzzling into her ass, Lyn squirmed her ass into it, driving the cock deep within herself. She groaned as she felt the two cocks meet, separated only by a thin wall of flesh, deep within her.
Lyn lay on her side, fingering herself contentedly and watching the action. She gently ran her fingers over her clit as Terry and Roger worked out on her friend. Terry pumped in and out of Lyn's beautiful ass while Terry rammed himself into her cunt. Terry reached around under the girl's chest and hefted her breasts in his hands. Roger greedily grasper her ass cheeks to push himself further into her. Lyn felt the penises pumping into her and began to come in a frenzy.
"Oh, God! Oh, fuck me! Aaahhhhh!!"
A few minutes later, the boys began to come as well. Roger grunted in passion underneath as he began to discharge his load. Terry pulled his cock out of Lyn's ass and squirted a full load of sperm all over the girl's white back. She squeeled as she felt the sperm flush into her cunt and gush over her back. Mary came too at the sight of the distended penis shooting white, sticky sperm all over Lyn's back. Afterwards the three of them lay together in contented peace.
The girls stayed there that night They all slept together in the same bed with their limbs sprawled all over each other, and in the morning they woke up fresh and happy. Lyn went into the bathroom to take a shower while Mary prepared some breakfast Lyn stepped into the shower stall and began to soap herself under the flow of warm, soothing water. She heard the door of the bathroom open and through the glass saw someone step in. She couldn't tell who it was because of the filmy glass, but didn't-really care. After the toilet flushed the figure advanced to the shower, opened the door and stepped in. It was Roger.
He was naked except for a chain necklace worn around his strong, thick neck. He was fair and smooth; his muscles rippled under the marble like skin as he stepped into the stall. Lyn smiled and leaned over to kiss him lightly as he entered. He returned her kiss and began to soap his body. Lyn reached over to help him enjoying the feeling of his warm flesh under her touch. His cock was not fully erect when he first entered, but as soon as he felt her delicate touch he sprung instantly to life. At first he allowed her to have her way with him, but then he began to return her caresses with those of his own. He soaped each of her tits with a generous portion of soapy suds. He continued to lather her whole body as she worked on him. When they were both slippery smooth, Lyn advanced to the man and began to rub her body against his to their mutual delight
"Ummhh, that's nice," sighed Lyn to her friend.
He thrust his cock between her soapy thighs and began to rub it in and out of her tightly clasped legs. She reached up to his head and began to lather soap into his hair, as he did the same to her. Soon their whole bodies were covered with soap suds from head to feet!
Lyn rubbed soap into his ass, lathering up his buttocks good and from time to time slipping her fingers into his hole (accidently on purpose, of course). Roger loved it He reached around behind to her ass and did the same to her. He thrust his fingers into her ass and reminded her of the thorough fucking she had received the night before.
"How did you like getting fucked by two blokes at once?" he croaked as he worked his fingers in and out of her ass.
"Ummhhh," Lyn replied," Great! Why don't we do it again? Today?" She was silenced by Roger who covered her two thick lips with his own and rammed his tongue halfway down her throat He pressed her up against the wall of the shower stall and adjusted the spray of water so that the stream splashed against the wall over Lyn's head and trickled down her back causing her to shiver at the sensation of the warm flowing water. He reached his hands around the back of her thighs and hoisted her up onto his cock. She slid right on and began to hump wildly at him. Roger squirmed in pleasure as he felt this voluptuous piece of ass rub her bounteous and sudsy body all over his. He felt himself sputter into an orgasm almost immediately. He fought to control it but it was no use. The sperm shot out of him and filled the girl's cunt to overflowing.
Lyn felt him quaking in orgasm, but was too hot to stop herself. She rammed her cunt over his shrinking cock desperately reaching for a climax. She felt Roger relax and knew that unless she acted quickly, the morning and the lay would soon pass her by. Immediately she fell to her knees and shoved his now limp cock into her mouth. She tasted the sperm and the scented soap and groaned in approval. Roger squirmed under the attack. He tried to pull his sensitive cock out of her grasp, but she had him fixed securely in her mouth. Soon, however, he had no desire to escape her clutch. His cock miraculously began to throb back into an erection in the mouth of the experienced girl. As soon as it was hard Lyn pulled it out of her mouth and jumped on top of the bouncing rod of flesh. She covered it with the lips of her sperm gorged cunt and humped against it. Roger began to return her thrusts , and they fucked away at each other until Lyn erupted into an orgasm of her own. Roger coaxed her along as she fucked, trying to talk her into a bigger climax:
"You feel that cock, Lyn? You like to be fucked, don't you? You like to feel my cock deep inside of your cunt, don't you? Go ahead, fuck me all you like."
Lyn came for a full minute as Roger's ressurected cock buried into her again and again. She loved the feel of the warm shower water coursing down her naked back. She loved the soft stinging of the soap covered dick as it thudded into her. She loved the sensation of his powerful arms grasping her delicious thighs and hoisting her onto his manhood. She loved the way he filled her mouth to the full with his well controlled tongue. She longed to feel it working out on her clit and pulled her mouth away from his long enough to tell him so.
"Eat me, Roger, eat me! Suck my pussy out, Roger! Lick my clit, oh please, please!"
She squirmed from off of Roger's cock and pushed the strong man to his knees. He began to lick the soap suds from her smooth white stomach. He stopped at her bellybutton and thrust his tongue inside of the miniature hole. Lyn held the man by his ears and forced him further down her body, spreading her legs in anticipation. When Roger got to her crotch, he toyed with her. He licked her creamy thighs dry. He lapped up all the delicious come that had trickled from out the lovely, red lips of her vagina. Lyn squealed and tried to center his head on her slit, but he was too strong for her and shrugged off her hands. He ran his tongue around the perimeter of her hairy triangle. He licked the soap and matted come from off of her delicate network of blond, wiry hairs.
Then, he began to make his way down the slit of her groin. He ran quickly over her clit and plunged his tongue into her cunt. She humped against him; he covered her lips with his mouth and sucked her dry thrusting his tongue deep inside of her.
Lyn came again and again under his expert attention. When he had finished, he raised himself up again, and thrust the now drained girl between his legs.
"Now it's your turn, bitch!" he said as he pushed her down to her knees.
Lyn was tired and felt like calling it a day, but after one look at his throbbing tool, she knew that she would not be able to rest until she had finished sucking him dry. He thrust his cock into her soft, red lips and banged it against the back of her mouth. She was startled at his ferocity; he kept his cock deep inside her mouth and tried to inch it down her throat. He pulled her head back by the hair until her throat was able to take the fullness of his erection. His huge, mushroom shaped tip inched into her throat Lyn fought back a gagging sensation and the waves of indignation she felt at his passionate fury. She discovered that the cock felt good lodged tightly in her throat, and when she heard the grunts of satisfaction issuing from deep within Roger's chest she felt a surge of pride that she was able to handle this man's needs so easily. Other girls might have balked at having this tremendous cock being thrust deep down their throats, but not Lyn!
Roger pushed his entire penis into the recesses of Lyn's mouth. His balls were nuzzled up against her lips. He gave a final push and was able to get his jiggling bunch of testicles into her mouth. Lyn licked them for his satisfaction as she struggled to contain the man's cock and balls within her aching mouth. There was barely room for her tongue inside of her. She ran it lightly around his balls causing them to shiver as they filled with come.
When Lyn felt the balls jeking as they filled with their precious cargo, she began to get a little frightened. Would she be able to swallow his load? It might be too much; she could very easily choke on it. When the penis in her throat began to swell in pre-orgasmic frenzy she tried to extract the man from her mouth and discovered that it was too late to turn back. Roger jerked into her in a primeval frenzy. He was lost to his the needs of his manhood, and intent on only one thing: shooting his wad! Lyn tried to scream out in terror but found that she was unable to do so. The cock continued to swell in her throat It felt as though her wind pipe would burst asunder under the fury of his attack. And then he came.
Lyn choked as the first gush of sperm shot deep inside of her. Roger pulled his cock halfway out of her mouth and prepared to shoot some more jism into her fearful throat She swallowed what she could as he began to ram into her again. He was swearing and gurgling from deep in his chest as he felt himself swept away by the power of his orgasm. The cock lodged itself in Lyn's throat, once more and discharged its load. He pulled it back to her lips and prepared to plunge it home again. But the come was beyond his control now. No sooner did he prepare to ram himself into her again, when another shot of sperm erupted from deep within his balls. Grateful for the respite, Lyn sucked furiously at the tip of his exploding prick, trying to drain him before he could return to the attack. He gave in and soon was finished.
Mary and Terry, meanwhile, had been breakfasting in the kitchen. Terry was repentant about his callous desertion of the night before. He fussed all about Mary trying to make up for his lack of manners. Secretly, Mary couldn't have cared less about his decision to help Roger fuck Lyn, instead of her, but she played hurt in order to keep his attention focused on her. Last night she had been pretty drunk and doubted if she could have reached an orgasm at his hands anyway. Besides, she was always open to new experiences and had really gotten off on the sight of those three beautiful people fucking each other. But this morning she was feeling a little horny. She wanted to make sure that Terry would not run off again.
Mary wore a white frilly apron that Terry had provided for her. Otherwise, she wore nothing, Terry's cock was standing at attention as he watched this voluptuous redhead prance about his kitchen with her tits, ass, and cunt waving in the breezes. He fondly reached out to pinch her heart shaped bottom each time she brushed past him. Mary knew that he was excited, but intended to repay him for last night Every time she felt his hands reach for her bottom, she brushed him away and told him in a voice dripping with sarcasm:
"Lyn is busy now. You'll just have to wait until she's finished showering if you want get your rocks off."
Terry stared at her sadly like a repentant little boy and continued to reach for her round tush each time she swept past him. Mary pretended that she was preparing an elaborate breakfast and made frequent trips past Terry as he sat at the kitched table. Once, he reached out at her from behind and pulled her onto his swelling hard on, but she struggled to her feet and continued with her business. She remembered how nice his cock had felt when he thrust it into her at the beginning of the previous night's fucking session. When she felt his massive hard on throbbing underneath his jeans, she pressed her ass down against it just to tease the young man before she jumped off.
She stood over the stove frying bacon in a pan. The grease splattered up against her naked skin and hissed onto her tender, white breasts. She squeeled in pain and held the spot on the inside of her tremendous cleavage. Terry saw his opportuity and sprang to her assistance. He pulled her by the hand to the table and began to rub butter onto her tiny burn. The burn was minor and Mary hardly had felt it after the first stinging sensation, but she too was getting aroused, and she permitted herself to be dragged to the table and rubbed with the butter.
Soon his caresses spread to her entire breast He rubbed the butter onto her left tit in huge gobs, smearing it onto her flesh, naked under the skimpy apron. She leaned into his touches and crooned as he spread the butter onto her right breast He rubbed her nipples to life with the butter. Her breasts were soon covered with a shiny coating of grease. He continued to rub gobs of it all over her body working it into her stomach, her thighs, her back, her buttocks, even down to her calves and up to her well shaped neck. She helped him after a while with both of her hands, rubbing the butter into her thirsty skin until her whole body was slippery and aglow.
Terry lifted her onto the kitchen table. She almost slid right off of it, but he held her firmly in place. She held on to the edge of the table to prevent herself from falling to the hard floor as Terry casually walked over to the refrigerator and returned with a rather large carrot and a tremendously long cucumber.
"W-what are you going to do?" Mary asked him open eyed.
"I feel like having a salad for breakfast," he replied, "nothing like a little cucumber salad to start the day off on the right foot you know."
He globbed a handful of butter onto her cunt and began to massage it into her. She fought with his hand, pretending to resist his advances, but found that if she removed her grip from the edge of the table, she was in danger of sliding to the floor. She pleaded with him instead.
"Terry, what are you doing? Don't! We shouldn't! Lyn will get mad!"
But Terry was adament He continued to rub the butter into her helpless hatch until he felt her dripping with pussy juice and melted butter.
"I think we'll start with a carrot That always seems to do the trick."
Lyn held on as the carrot, thick, long and gnarled, plunged into her helpless cunt It felt great inside of her though, and she had to struggle with herself to keep from responding to Terry's thrusts. She was determined to play hard to get Terry saw that she was not reacting to his special carrot fuck. He glared down at her and shook his head.
"Oh, ho, a frigid bitch, I see. Well, we have just the thing for frigid bitches. A little cuke never hurt anybody," he said as he extracted the relatively tiny carrot and pressed it into Mary's helpless lips. Then he waved the carrot into her mouth. Mary tasted her own pussy juices and the butter on the edge of the carrot, but remained passive as it went in and out of her mouth. Then she saw the cucumber approach her cunt It was huge. It was green and at least two feet long. There were wrinkles and bumps all over the entire surface of it, and Mary shrieked as it approached her.
"Terry! Don't! I'll scream! Don't! Oooowwwww!"
With that the young Englishman maliciously shoved the huge, green shaft home. Mary struggled to remain calm, but couldn't The cuke was bigger and thicker than even Bill Richardson's cock, and she was soon rocking her hips uncontrollably into it She held on for dear life under the onslaught of the enraged young man who plunged the green rod in and out of her while unbuckling his pants. As the cuke thrust into her she felt herself being gradually pushed off the table. She had to force herself to squirm her hips back onto the thrusting greenness in order to keep herself on the table. Terry ripped his pants off and mounted her. He pulled the cucumber out and thrust his own cock. It was swollen beyond belief, but nothing could match the green vegetable that lay on the table beside them for sheer size. Mary struggled to push him off of her and get it back inside of her, but was unable to move. Terry came in huge spurts, kicking so strongly against the helpless girl that they tumbled to the floor and slid halfway across the kitchen.
Mary was enraged! He had deserted her last night and now he had come instantaneously without allowing her a chance to come by herself. She pushed the body from off of her and ran for the cucumber. Terry lay spreadeagled on his stomach in the middle of the floor.
She sprang on top of the man's back and pinned him securely to the floor. He kicked his legs to free himself, but Mary was fighting mad and held him securely.
"You lousy fucking cocksucker! I've had just about enough of your shit! Now you're going to get a taste of your own medicine! How do like that!"
Mary plunged the well lubricated cucumber deep into the man's asshole. He roared in pain and tried desperately to get to his feet Mary continued to pump it into him. She was sitting on his thighs with the soles of her feet pressed firmly against his shoulders pinning him to the floor. As she continued the motion, she felt him stop struggling underneath her. Soon he was rocking his ass up to meet the thrusts of her hand and gurgling in enjoyment as the tremendous shaft plunged in and out of him. Apparently, Mary had stumbled onto one of the man's darkest fantasies by mistake. He had probably dreamed of using the green vegeatble on himself while he was fucking her with it; that was probably the reason he came so quickly and so powerfully; he just couldn't help himself.
Mary felt her anger beginning to cool, but she continued to fuck the man with his own weapon. She plunged it home all the way and left it protruding from the man's ass as she swung her body around to get up. The man lay on the floor pleading for more. Mary dragged him by the hair to the kitchen table. She sat on a chair and motioned for him to get to his knees and start sucking. He looked at her in utter humiliation at the thought of having to drink his own sperm, but saw no other alternative and set to work on her, hoping to cajole her into continuing to fuck his ass afterwards.
Soon Mary felt herself explode into an orgasm. She reached her feet around behind the man on his knees in front of her and manipulated the projectile sticking halfway out of his ass. It was rather clumsy at first, but in time she began to get the knack of it She rammed it home again and again reducing Terry to a mound of quivering flesh. She saw that as he ate her he was pulling frantically at his cock. Soon she saw him arch forward and felt the sperm shooting against the outside of her cunt He squirted it straight up at her snatch, and the warm liquid sprayed deliciously against her lips. She dug the cucumber into his ass with ferocious energy until he had finished spurting his come onto her quivering cunt lips. Then she allowed him to fall to the floor in front of her, totally humiliated by his demeaning desires.
Mary rubbed her feet over his tender back. She felt a little sorry for the strange young man. He was very selfish and inconsiderate of other's feelings, but his demeanor was so pathetic that it was impossible to stay mad at him for long.
Mary helped the crestfallen Terry clean up the kitchen so that the others would not find out of his dark and secret fetish. Lyn and Roger emerged from the bathroom and the two couples saw from the looks on each others faces that each had had a splendid morning of fucking and sucking.
Terry finished the breakfast while Mary took a quick shower and Lyn got dressed. After breakfast the two young men accompanied the American girls to their hotel and bid them a cheerful good-day. They were both pleased with themselves. It was not often that birds like these came across their paths, and they were glad that they had made good use of them.
Lyn and Mary hurried to their room, rehearsing a suitable story to explain their disappearance to Bill.