One finger nestled at the entrance to her cunt, now covered with her pussy juices mingled with my saliva. Mai moved her hips in an effort to take the teasing digit into her pussy, groaned as I pulled it away. She released Keith's engorged cock, making him groan as well. She pulled my face from her dripping pinkness, looked pleadingly into my eyes, her face showing only lust. "Please, I'm close, my puss is so wet. Let me cum now, please. You can take your time on the next one, and the ones after that, but please, make me cum now!" My finger returned to her slit, slid in slowly, searching for her g-spot on the roof of her tight chamber, and when she gasped I knew I'd found it. I pushed in a second finger. I fucked her with my two middle fingers as she stroked Keith's cock, watching me through nearly closed eyelids, a slight smile now curving her lips. "Oh, yeah, like that, yeah." She was so wet that my fingers sliding in and out of her pussy were causing that beautiful squishy sound. "Oh, that's how wet I am, it sounds like, I don't know, oh, I've never been this wet before." "Sounds like a soaking pussy to me. You're really dripping here. I love it. You're so erotic!"

I had met Jessica on the Internet. She had been reading my stories and sent some feedback. We loved or mail exchanges and became somehow friends, exchanged pictures. She also told me that she had another friend too. It was a married woman of 52. They exchanged some dirty mails, had phone sex and had even met once so far for a hot night. For her 25th birthday Jessica and Elisabeth (the 52year old woman) had agreed to meet again in a hotel in Stockholm. Out of fun Jessica asked me in one of the e-mails if I wouldn’t love to join in – and I said that I would love it.nnWe started talking more about that idea and the thought of it made me more and more hot. Jessica loved to dominate other women and so we acted out a game where Elisabeth and I would be her willing sex slaves for a weekend. It all ended that I was booking a flight to Stockholm.--nnI was nervous a bit, when I finally reached the hotel. I was late by half an hour. I looked into the mirror, as the elevator started moving to the third floor, where her room was. At least I was satisfied with what I saw. I loved my age of 27 and my body was still slim and quite well trained from some sports. The body that wrapped tight around my figure showed of the well formed and perfect sized 85B-cupped breasts very good. My little over shoulder-length slightly curled brownish hair played around my face.nn“Come in,” a firm female voice shouted as I knocked on the door. nnI was highly excited when I entered the room.

Riti was an average girl. She was a pretty Indian girl of 5'4" and fair and petite. Small breasts with big round, dark nipples and a dark haired pussy rounded out the lovely sight. nnIt was just her and her mother most of Riti's life. Her father died when she was quite young. Uncle Harem lived with them for a few years. nnThey were a fun threesome. Many often mistake them as a family and Harem as the father. Riti figured it was due to how her mother and uncle acted. They were so close.nnAfter about five years, Uncle Harem suddenly left. Riti never understood why. She knew her mother was very upset at the abrupt departure. Often crying late night could be heard coming from the master bedroom. nnAs with all things, her mother seemed to get over Harem not being around. The two women function as a family. They become very close. nnRiana, her mother, was promised to Riti's father before she was born. At the age of eleven she was married to the much older man. At twelve her daughter was born.

Acting persons: Cecile Boneuve, 54, opera star; Eva Hordon, 19, student and fannnEva Hordon was a 19-year-old student. She had been born in Budapest but was now attending an exchange term at the university of Verona. Eva was a very pretty and sexy girl. With a size of 1,70 meters she was of medium height. She had a slim body, but was not bony at all. She was rather sportive and had all the curves necessary to have a very sexy appearance. Her breasts were a nice C-cup, very firm and had the perfect form of peas with thick nipples at the ends. Her face was pretty with full red lips and beautiful green eyes. Her blonde hair was very slightly curled and almost reached her shoulders. Eva had always been fascinated by operas and so she had taken summer courses at the university too, as during summer there was a big opera festival in the old arena of Verona. nnThese days "Othello" was on schedule and the role of "Desdemona" was sung by her most favourite opera singer the famous Cecile Boneuve. She had got some tickets for tonight's show and definitely wanted to try to get an autograph and maybe even a picture of her favourite and adored star. nnCecile Boneuve had been a big star in classical music for well over thirty years now. She was black but had been born in France. She was the cliché-picture of a mature opera-star. She was very big chested with very voluptuous body forms. She had always been a bit chubby, but had gained quite some weight during the last years. She had thick thighs, broad hips a very full, big arse and also a pair of at least D-sized voluptuous breasts. In spite of her big body forms she was still very well trained. The colour of her skin was very dark and so was her long black hair that went down over her shoulders.