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Putting on the Ritz.

A long flight ahead to Heathrow, a saga of meals and drinks and movies and more meals and more drinks.

Me in the aisle seat, in the middle an attractive and quite tall woman with dark curly hair and huge dark eyes, in a very expensive suit and very high heels, and by the window - the girl. She had shortish but beautifully-cut shiny blonde hair, marvellous blue eyes, and a shy smile to melt your heart. She was dressed in blue jeans and an amazingly tight skimpy T-shirt which concealed nothing of her slim firm tits. The woman and I, we'll call her June, started to chat from the moment we hit our seats, we ate only a little and drank very little also, we talked about everything from cats to Caxton, she was obviously an educated woman but she had an engaging friendliness which was quite irresistible. The girl hardly spoke at all for the first hour, finally we unconsciously drew her into the conversation, she spoke carefully in a soft clear voice, like a singer off-duty, and watching her pink lips and sparkling white teeth was fascinating. When once she stood up, she was surprisingly tall, and suddenly took on a new dimension. I could tell that June found her more than interesting, so it was a surprise when June quite boldly put her hand on my thigh as she came to the punchline of a joke, squeezed it gently but firmly, and left it there. After a while I noticed that the girl had laid her hand in June's lap, and from time to time June gently stroked her palm with her long fingers.

After that, the time seemed to fly by until we landed. Somehow we got off the plane together, and managed to stay together through Customs and finally found ourselves at the taxi rank. With our small amount of baggage at our feet, we stood very quietly, noticing for the first time that we seemed to be all exactly the same height. This gave us a strangely compelling feeling, and we found ouselves all three holding hands like children. I finally said: "I think there is something going on here..." June said softly: "I can't leave like this." The girl said: "...I don't have to leave yet..."

"OK", said June, "listen, I've got more money than I know what to do with, let's relax and enjoy ourselves." The atmosphere during the taxi ride into town was electric, we screeched to a halt in front of the Ritz, and stepped onto the pavement and into the foyer like royalty, although no-one stared at us. At the desk June said calmly to the clerk: "We want one large room with one large bed for me and my husband and our niece." The clerk didn't turn a hair, we were whisked up to a room overlooking Piccadilly in the early afternoon; where the bed was truly enormous.

"The shops!" June yelled, after we had dropped our luggage on the floor. The girl and I agreed, the shops it was.

Three hours and a lot of giggling and dressing and undressing later, we were back to the hotel with our haul, everybody had at least two pairs of shoes; my black silk suit, which I wore later for years until it went threadbare, came with a dazzling white shirt and a sober but frighteningly expensive tie. June found a wonderful midnight-blue satin suit and an exactly-matching lacy basque, which pushed her lovely tits up in a most seductive way. The girl? Ah, for the girl we found a full-length sheath dress, white with a subtle glitter, sleeveless, high at the neck, no slits or splits, quite plain; but, it was quite translucent and showed everything, so we agreed it had to be worn with nothing underneath. As the girl emerged from the dressing room we simultaneously gasped at her absolute sexy loveliness, and agreed again that the gold high-heels had to stay, and the pussy-hair had to go. The girl admitted she had never shaved it before, only trimmed

it for her briefer swimsuits, but she didn't need much persuading. We watched her as she soaped and shaved, gradually we saw more of her pussy-lips, the inner ones were very small and delicate; her hair was so light and soft she was soon smooth and nude, and there was nothing round her arse-hole at all, she looked like a dream come true.

After that it was very hard work indeed to force ourselves to shower separately, but somehow we did it; the girl wore no make-up at all, she needed none; as the girl and I watched June slowly and carefully put on her pale red lipstick, which was all the sexier for being the only thing she used. Soon we were dressed for the town; we went down to the American bar for a straightener or two. We sat up on high bar-stools, and in the sudued lighting the girl's nipples, even though they were only the palest pink, were visible through her dress, and from behind seeing the crack of her arse made it quite obvious she was completely nude; June's tits looked big and firm, and now we drew stares from everyone of all three sexes; I whispered: "I bet they think I'm a gangster out with his favourite tarts." June said: "Perhaps you are!"

We sat and flirted and talked for a long time, finally I went over to the young Italian-looking barman and asked him where three lunatics could party a bit. He told us his cousin owned a bar a couple of streets away where we could absolutely do our own thing, and we would be perfectly safe and comfortable under his care. I suggested he come with us and make up a four. "But I am gay" he protested. I tried to explain to him the total unimportance of this fact, I don't think he ever quite understood what we were all about. We waited a little while for his shift to end, and we swung out into the late evening air for a short walk to a wonderful Italian bar and restaurant, the food was great, the drinks were terrific, his cousin was an astonishingly handsome man who treated us like family, the music was marvellous and we danced the night away, our young Italian was built like a whip and danced like a lazy rattlesnake.

By about 2a.m. we were drunk and delirious, our barman said: "I walk you back to the Ritz, you are safe, then I must go bed."

Back in our room, we undressed quite quietly, but watching each other intently as we stripped in turn, me first having the most to take off, I hung my suit carefully and my shirt, finally the white silky stretch thong which had been holding my hot cock back from adventure for some hours now. It sprang to attention and you could feel the heat from it across the room. Next June out of the blue suit, the girl and I agreed she should take off the G-string, but keep on the basque, for now anyway, which she did, her tits really were magnificent, and her pussy looked lovely, neatly trimmed. Her inner pussy-lips were very long and smooth, and she suddenly said: "Look, you can see I'm turned on!" and she lay back on the bed and lifted and spread her legs high and wide, and as the girl and I watched her cunt intently as she opened her long lips making a kissy-mouth shape which we both wanted to ravish right there and then, the effort of resisting was terrific. Finally the girl - she reached behind her neck for the one pearl button and then the quick hiss of the zip, and she was nude, June and I looked at each other and said simultaneously: "Keep the shoes on!" Although they were high, they were fascinatingly skimpy and light, and her legs and her pretty little pale toes looked sensational.

We moved then as though we we were hypnotised, as in fact we were in a way, the girl lay in the middle of the enormous bed, and we on either side. June and I didn't touch her for a long time, we tongue-kissed each other with our mouths very close to hers, and then over her little tits, then above her bare pussy, just making soft noises, no words, just sighs and kissing sounds. The girl began to writhe gently, and to whisper: "Oh please, Oh please, please do me now, please, I want to come, I want you to suck me and fuck me, I want to kiss your cunt and suck your cock and get your spunk off, please Oh please..."

After an exquisitely painful long, long time, Jane sat up and said: "This has to come off now." and slowly took off the blue basque, now she was nude her beautiful figure could be appreciated, her tits were really very big and firm and now her dark nipples were hard; she moved over and above the girl so that her cunt was an inch from her mouth, the girl put out her little pink tongue and very gently licked the tip of Jane's clitoris, which by now was erect and stood out an inch or more, and her pussy-lips hung down so far, looking at them was making my spunk bubble inside me. June found her own nipples and rolled them hard between her fingers, and almost instantly she groaned: "Oh fuck, I'm coming." and she gently fucked the girl's tongue with her clit, softly saying in a hypnotic rhythm: "Fuck, Oh fuuuuck! Fuck, Oh fuuuuck..." on and on as the girl continued to tongue her cunt. While this was going on for what seemed like an eternity, I was gripping my cock and groaning with the effort of holding in my come. Eventually Jane said: "OK, babe, now you." The girl's face was wet with tears of sexual ecstasy, although very little had been done to her, as she gasped and breathed like an athlete in a race. Jane lay on the bed between the girl's slim cool thighs, reached up and took a nipple between the finger and thumb of each hand and sucked the girl's pussy-lips into her mouth, pulling and rolling the nipples, sucking and licking the lips and clit, sometimes sliding her tongue into the vagina. "You really are a gorgeous little bitch..." June whispered to the girl, and licked up some of the tears from the girl's flushed face. As she licked and kissed the girl's little cunt, I was pulling my bulging cock with one hand, and pulling hard on Jane's lips with the other, which was making her groan in her own ecstasy.

The girl turned her face to me and: "Your cock..." was all she needed to say. I slid up the bed and when we were close enough she grabbed me and pushed my throbbing knob into her mouth, which was cool inside, not hot as I had expected, and she sucked, just sucked, nothing fancy or fanciful, just sucked very very hard on the bulging head until we both knew that the point of no return had been reached. Just before my spunk started to squirt, she said to Jane: "Up here now."

Quickly Jane moved up the bed and put her mouth side by side with the girl's, she gave me one final suck, gentle this time, and I shared my spunk between them as best as I could with alternate spurts into her mouth, then hers, and so on until I was finished.

They passed my spunk back and forth between their mouths, dribbling a little each time and adding to the quantity with their own saliva, while I gave them one more shuddering orgasm as I licked each one, softly but firmly, from the girl's hairless mound, past her little clitoris, along her gorgeous soft cunt lips, back to her little pink arse-hole, then June's sweet cunt, through her black pussy-hair, round her thick clitoris, along her long firm lips, and ending in the fine soft hair round her arse-hole. As I fell back on the bed exhausted, they each let just a little of my come dribble out of their mouths into mine, then we all swallowed everything, and soon drifted into a dreamless sleep.

By noon the next day we had all gone our separate ways, we vowed never to seek each other out, so that our few hours together could never be spoiled by trying to repeat what we had shared. I am sure we miss each other still, but I think we can each be quite certain that from the moment we met until the end of time, we own each other.

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