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Introduction:

The first set of chapters seemed to be well received and I felt like I wanted to continue with the characters. Along the way I added a new one into the mix too. Sequels are usually a mistake but I chose to indulge myself on this. I'd very much recommend reading the first set of chapters titled The Danielle Discovery before these, but you don't need to if you don't want to. I dipped my toe a bit more into some additional kinks this time, may not be to everyone's taste but hope you enjoy.

Contents

Chapter 1 - The Kara Call-In

Chapter 2 - The Kara Continuation

Chapter 3 - The Danielle Divulgence

Chapter 4 - The Danielle Display

Chapter 5 - The Chloe Chronicle

Chapter 6 - The Danielle Departure

Epilogue - The Chloe Confession

Chapter One - The Kara Call-in

Danielle's mother died a couple of weeks later. My flying roster precluded me attending the funeral which avoided the inevitable dilema of whether going would be weirder than not going. There was no doubt that Danielle and I were now very much "in a relationship" - it said so on Facebook - but since I'd never met her mother I was pretty sure going to the funeral, if only to support Danielle, would be awkward. Besides I figured Kara would do a better job. I wasn't great at dealing with emotional people - not that I'd ever seen Danielle display much emotion in relation to her mother.

We had arranged for Danielle to take some time off working at the salon and visit me in Budapest where I was based. She'd never been out of the country and, I was surprised to learn, was a bit of a nervous flyer (nervous is not a word I would typically associate with Danielle). So when Kara had been up for her mother's funeral, the girls had hatched a plan for Danielle and I to meet up in London and stay over at Kara & Tim's prior to us flying to Hungary together. I was a little excited as well as apprehensive to see Kara again. Now that she was married I was concerned it might be strange but I couldn't help but fantasise about what might happen if the three of us were together again.

I jump seated over to Heathrow in the morning and took the Heathrow Express and Circle Line to meet Danielle at Kings Cross in the afternoon. I stood in the concourse waiting for her train to get in. Eventually I saw Danielle emerging from the barriers. It had been a couple of weeks since we last saw one another - apart from via FaceTime - and I was once again taken aback by her beauty. It was a hot summer and Danielle was wearing a blue plunging tank top and something I was later told was called a skort... basically a cross between a skirt and very short shorts. Her long legs looked amazing as she walked towards me, lifting her Lara Croft style sunglasses as she approached. Her midriff was exposed, as it used to be back at school, and her belly still looked impressively toned for a woman in her mid thirties. Her skin was lightly bronzed - doubtless not from natural sunlight - but she looked good regardless.

"Eyes are up here" she winked as she caught me staring at her cleavage "some things never change!".

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her, running my hand down the exposed small of her back and over onto her bum. Leaning back I looked into her eyes and kissed her. I ran my hand through her long hair tucking it behind her ear and stroking it in the process. I was already getting a semi and Danielle could feel it through the thin fabric of her skort.

"Down boy!" she teased "you're going to need to be patient!"

I took her hand in mine and pulled her (ridiculously heavy) suitcase along behind us with my other hand as we made our way back to the tube.

"That's going to take a lot of effort" I said.

As we travelled to Kensington (where else would Kara have ended up!) I caught up on the events of the last few weeks. Danielle spoke little of the funeral other than to say it was 'fine'. I didn't press it. It was a chapter of her life that was closed and that I hadn't really been a part of. I didn't mind if she kept her feelings to herself on it. Danielle told me that Kara was excited to see me again "in the flesh" which I tried not to read too much into. She also briefed me on Kara's family which I tried to commit to memory as we would be having dinner with them later.

When we arrived at the 4 story plus basement townhouse, we were greeted by either Anna or Sophie... they were 8 year old twins who weren't technically identical however they were as good as to me (I spent most of the rest of the evening getting them mixed up)... as well as Melville the dog who was probably the most excited of the three. I honestly am not a fan of animals in general, I have no idea what kind of dog it was other than to say it was large. Danielle embraced her nieces followed by Melville. She then proceeded to introduce me to the girls...

"Is he your boyfriend?" asked Anna (or Sophie!?) to which the other giggled.

"Girls! Don't be rude to Auntie Dani, that's a personal question." came a familiar voice "now go and tidy away your toys, it will be dinner time soon."

Kara descended the stairs and the girls ran off in the opposite direction with Melville in pursuit. She hugged her sister and kissed her on the cheek. Then she turned to me and smiled.

"Well Danz, is he?" she asked prodding me in the chest exactly like the first time me met, while laughing loudly.

"Hi Kara" I said "nice to see you again."

I didn't make any move towards her but she embraced me as she had just done with Danielle although did not kiss my cheek.

"Come on in" she said taking the case out of my hand and placing it at the side of the door. "Jeez Dani, did you pack the kitchen sink? Tim will be back in a hour or so, I'm just getting dinner ready."

We made our way into a large kitchen diner where the girls were packing away games and colouring books from a dining table. Kara was cooking dinner on the hob and continued her activities while Danielle and I sat down at the table. We spent some time chatting about travel and life in general, with occassional interuptions from Anna and Sophie. It was quite a surreal conversation given how Danielle, Kara and I would previously have behaved in a similar setting all those years ago.

Kara, like her sister, had aged very well. Remarkably so, considering she had carried twins. She still looked quite athletic in her lycra active wear. Standing over the stove top with her back to us, I was able to spend a fair amount of time appreciating her ass which looked firm and toned... although I wasn't sure if the leggings were supporting her in that regard. The rest of her figure was similarly sculpted and I was actively trying to find other things to focus on to avoid any embarrasing situations, especially in the prescence of Anna and Sophie!

Eventually we heard the front door open and the girls jumped up from the table.

"DADDY!!" they cried rushing off to the hall, with Melville once more in tow.

Tim, as it turned out, was an affable, if quiet, fellow. He was no conversationalist over dinner but was friendly and hospitable. He worked in the city as some sort of specialist fund manager, the nature of which I didn't fully understand despite his lengthy attempt to explain it. That was the most significant conversation we got out of him. There was no escaping it, Tim was a bit dull. If it weren't for the Kensington des-res we were currently staying in and the doubtless italian marble tabletop our dinner was being served on, I wouldn't know what Kara saw in him.

The twins finished their meals quickly and after everyone grew tired of their insatiable questioning of Danielle and I, Kara sent them off to get ready for bed. There was an awkward 30 minutes in which Danielle and I were left with only Tim and Melville to keep the conversation going as Kara went off to tuck the girls in, but we made it through and after another hour or so of mostly Danielle and Kara doing the talking, Tim decided to retire to his bed. He would be heading into the city early doors tomorrow so didn't want a late night - much to my relief.

At about 10pm Kara offered to show us to our room - it seemed a strange offer given Danielle must have known exactly where it was - but we accepted and she showed us down to the basement "guest room". It was more like an entire apartment including a ensuite double bedroom, kitchenette and living area with sofa and TV. As I entered the room I spotted Danielle's case with my overnight bag sitting on top - Tim must have brought it down - he was lucky he didn't slip a disc.

"This is amazing Kara" I said as I walked over to the ensuite, peering in to see a free standing roll top bath and separate shower. "thanks so much for putting us up."

"My pleasure." Kara responded in a strange tone.

I turned around to see Kara standing on front of the door we had walked through, pushing it fully closed behind her back. I knew instantly what this meant. So did Danielle.

The three of us looked at each other for a few moments, as if to check that the others were on the same wavelength. Danielle gave a nod to her sister - silently giving her consent to whatever Kara had in mind to do. Kara turned the key in the lock of the door and then slowly pulled her lyrca sports wear over her head, revealing the breasts I hadn't seen for 20 years. Once again I was awestruck at how great Kara looked. There were no stretch marks to speak of - just her toned stomach and breasts which seemed to defy gravity. I mean Mmaybe they were still under garantee but whatever help Kara was getting, she looked amazing!

Danielle took her cue and also lifted her tank top over her head, exposing her own assets to us. Danielle's tits also looked great - they had 'settled' a little over the years but they were still as boner-inducing as ever. The topless sisters walked over to one another and started to make out before my eyes. It was like that first day in Kara's place all over again and I wondered if this was a other conspiracy? Running their hands through one anothers hair, the half-sisters pressed their beautiful breasts together. My cock was tenting obviously at this stage as the pair, still holding each other, faces touching, turned to look at me.

A brief moment of common sense suddenly took hold of me.

"What if Tim hears us?" I asked.

"He's on the top floor and the only thing he'll be listening to is the sound of some whale song or Amazonian rain forest sleep-aid" replied Kara scoffingly.

"And the twins?" I reminded her "what if they get up?"

"Sophie and Anna once slept through me reversing our car through the neighbour's garden wall" she replied "I wouldn't worry about it, besides I locked the door".

At that point my hard-on assumed control of my body from my brain once more and i gave the risk of discovery little further thought.

I walked over to the two topless women and started to make out Danielle, her tongue entering each of our mouths in turn, so I could taste Kara too. As we kissed and groped one another I felt one of their hands undo my belt buckle and reach into my shorts, taking hold of my throbbing member. I slid one of my hands up Danielle's thigh and under her skort to take hold of her glute, squeezing it firmly and prompting a moan of pleasure. I pressed my other hand between Kara's legs rubbing her crotch back and forth through the frictionless lycra, resulting in similar sounds of enjoyment.

"I want you inside me sooo much right now" Danielle announced "my pussy is so wet!"

"Me too" Kara chipped in "your cock is so hard, just the thought of it drilling me might make me cum!"

"He's way bigger than 'Tiny Tim' remember!" joked Danielle drawing a reluctant smile out of Kara "I guess we can share."

Danielle stepped back from us and I slid my hand out of her skort, which she then dropped to the floor exposing her panties. They were plain white with lace trim - quite the departure from her teenage luminous thong phase. Danielle lay back on the bed and slipped her panties over her thighs and knees, tossing them to the side with one foot. She lifted both feet onto the bed and spread her legs exposing her pussy invitingly to us both.

Kara followed suit, she stepped back and pulled her lycra leggings down revealing she had no panties on whatsoever. Then she climbed onto the bed and straddled her sister. Leaning over Danielle to resuming making out, she lifted her ass exposing her glistening pussy to me as well. Now both on the bed, one atop the other making out, their pussies presented ready for me to invade.

I pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped my shorts then climbed onto the end of the bed. My cock was standing to attention and some pre-cum was already trickling down my glans. I spat on my hand and lubed my shaft as best I could but I needn't have bothered. Pushing my vertical member down to first align with the opening to Danielle's waiting hole was a little uncomfortable but as I slid it inside her for the first time in weeks I was greated with a warm, slick, tight passage, that had to stretch to accomodate me.

"Oh yeah!" Danielle exclaimed as I penetrated her, my cock going full depth on the first instroke. I withdrew fully and re-entered her to the same sound of pleasure.

Kara reached her hand down between her sisters legs and began to finger Danielle's wet labia, feeling for her clit. When she found it, Danielle groaned in pleasure.

"oh yes, right there, yeah that feels sooo fucking good" she moaned.

Recognising that Danielle was being well taken care of, I pulled out from her, aligning my shaft, freshly lubed by her pussy juices, with her sisters's patiently waiting hole. Unsurprisingly Kara's passage provided less resistance than her younger, tighter sister - afterall she had birthed twins - but as I ploughed her with my straining erection, its full length apparently took Kara by surpise.

"oh shit, fuck you're so fucking big!"

It would seem Tiny Tim's nickname was not entirely unwarranted and that over the years Kara had become acustomed to a smaller package that couldn't accomodate her full depth.

I pulled out and then thrust back in again allowing Kara to enjoy the pleasure of my rigid organ filling her vagina fully once more.

"oh yesss, fuck me, i want you deep inside me" she encouraged

I alternated back and forth between Kara and Danielle's pussies, the differing sensations provided by each was a new experience. Danielle was comparatively tight, and while i no longer had to ease myself in, the sensation around my glans as I entered her was great. At full depth the base of my shaft was still girthy enough to stretch her to capacity, causing her to bear down as she felt herself approach the limit. Penetrating Kara was totally different. My cock initially slid in easily but as it forced its way beyond the first few inches into the deeper recesses of Kara's pussy where Tiny Tim couldn't reach, my bell end was squeezed by her increasingly narrow vaginal walls, unacustomed to anything that would stretch them. The combination of both Danielle's and Kara's pussies at the same time gave a level of stimulation my cock had never experienced before and I was getting close to cumming. But where? I loved Danielle and wanted to give her my load, but this might be my only chance to cum for Kara again.

Kara was continuing to massage Danielle's clit and to some extent her own due to their proximity as the pair lay on top of each other. Seeing her hand squeezed between their pussies gave me an idea.

"I want to cum between you" I said "can you move your hand Kara?"

Kara obliged and lowered her body onto Danielle's. I inserted my slick, loaded member inbetween their now clamped together pubic mounds, teasing my head against each of their labia as I thrust back and forth. In a matter of seconds I errupted, sending a stream of warm cum between their bodies. I let my cock rest between them and they slid back and forth over each other massaging the last remaining drops out of me.

Eventually Kara rolled off her sister and knelt over her. My cum was creamed across both their mounds and Danielle had some trickling into her naval. Kara bent down and started to lick the white residue from her sister's clean shaven vulva, prompting giggles from Danielle as her belly button was probed by Kara's tongue followed by moans of pleasure as it strayed down between her pussy lips.

"mmm" sighed Kara "i forgot how good your cum tasted."

Once she had finished up cleaning her sister, Kara rolled onto her back and Danielle began to reciprocate, lapping up my remaining spunk from Kara's similarly hairless mons. Kara laughed as Danielle flicked her tongue accross the diamond clit piercing still adorning the top of her slit.

"That was hot!" I said "I love watching you two together."

"Perv" joked Danielle "but I think you forgot something..."

"yup" seconded Kara spreading her lips as Danielle lay on her back and did the same.

"Who first?" I asked "I've only got one tongue."

"You only have one dick but you seemed to manage just fine" replied Kara

"Pick your favourite" tested Danielle.

I stuck my head between Kara's thighs and started to lap her pussy with my tongue - much to Kara's amusement and to the protestations of Danielle! As I concentrated on Kara's clit, drawing circles around it and flicking the piercing, i put a finger between her butt cheeks and felt for her asshole. Initially I teased it gently but as Kara's moans intensified and I sensed her getting close to climax, i increased pressure. Pushing my fingertip inside her sphincter pushed her over the edge, just as it could with Danielle. I guess they must be wired the same.

Kara exploded into a loud orgasm, "aaaahhhhhhhhhh" she yelled, shaking as fluid dribbled from her pussy onto the bedding. So Kara could still squirt but what about Danielle?

I switched position and began to tease Danielle's delicious slit. She had continued to edge herself while I was working on Kara so was well primed as i lifted her legs over my shoulders to raise her whole body up to my mouth. I started by licking between her pussy and asshole then moved more to rimming her while i probed her pussy with my fingers. Just as she started to get close i spanked both her butt cheeks hard.

"Argh!" she yelped, her impending orgasm frustrated.

"You need to ask permission to cum on someone else's bed." I taunted her

"Sorry sir" Danielle replied, falling back into her role as a submissive.

I resumed my work on her pussy and anus, this time licking her pussy and fingering her sphincter - knowing exactly what buttons to push and when. It wasn't long until she was edging nearer again.

"Please may I come?" Danielle asked.

"No" said Kara assertively before slapping her sisters breasts and tugging hard on her errect nipples.

"aaaahhhh" Danielle screamed (quite loadly considering the situation) as her climax was once again denied.

I felt for her, and so i burried my face in her pussy and started suckling on her engorged, hyper sensitive clit, while i pressed my finger deeper into her asshole. In seconds she was begging

"Please, I have to cum, I have to cum" she entreated her sister

"You can cum" came the reply.

There was a brief silence as seeming every muscle in Danielle's body tensed, then a second later, detonation. The noise of her climax reverberated around the room and Kara grabbed a pillow and thrust it over her sisters mouth.

A warm stream of liquid errupted out of Danielle's pussy filling my mouth as she spasmed back and forth. I'd never had so much of her squirt in my mouth before - it was like twenty years worth had been saved up for me and released in one go. Of course I know it probably wasn't as much as I thought, but nevertheless it was delcious. I swallowed it down enjoying her familiar sweet flavour, then gently lowered her down into the bed as she shook from the after shocks.

After taking a few minutes to recover, the three of us showered off in the ensuite together, just like old times. We lathered one another up and slid our bodies across each other. I enjoyed being once again sandwiched between the two soapy bodies.

Once we had dried ourselves off, Kara pulled on her leggings and top.

"Tim will be out the house by 6:30 and the girls need dropped at school but i'll be back by 8:30 if you want to... do anything?" she said as she unlocked the door to our room.

"OK" said Danielle "we're not flying out until the afternoon."

Kara closed the door behind her as she headed off upstairs to Tim, leaving Danielle and I naked in our room. We climbed into the bed, still stained with Kara's squirt, and I held Danielle. We made out for a bit, feeling each other up before eventually we falling asleep.

Chapter Two - The Kara Continuation

At about 8:30 the following morning I awoke to a bombastic, completely naked, Kara bursting through the doorway!

"Wakey wakey bitches!" she announced before climbing into bed next to me.

She put a leg over mine and took hold of my balls, her hand brushing the base of my morning erection. After fondling my sack for moment she gripped my shaft and stroked it a couple of times.

"Hello Woody!" she teased "glad you're up, I've been dreaming about having you inside me again."

Without further delay she slid her leg over and climbed on top of me, aligning my cock to her opening and sliding straight down onto it. She lay on me, her bare breasts pressing against my chest and began to rock back and forth pushing my hard-on as deep inside her warm slippery hole as she could get it, moaning in pleasure as she did so.

I still had my eyes closed and her head lay next to mine as she breathed against the side of my face. On my other side Danielle had stirred and was kissing and licking my ear gently, quite content to let her sister fuck me. I just lay there enjoying the wake up call.

"Mmmmmhhh oh yeah, yeah that's it, fuuuck thats good!" Kara whispered into my ear as she rocked and began to build toward orgasm.

Danielle meanwhile whispered something else to me.

"You can cum inside her" she consented, "but not until I say so."

I nodded silently as Kara's thrusting accellerated and the stimulation built. I focussed on controlling my own orgasm as she tried to reach hers. Her pace increased significantly, then I started to feel her pussy contracting around my cock and her body radiated heat. I was clenching hard to hold back my own release when Kara let out a cry.

"aaaaahhhhh yeeeeesssssssss!!!" she yelled as the bed shook under the forced of Kara's climax and her continued thrusting

"Now you can cum" Danielle whispered into my ear, nibbling my earlobe.

I exploded inside Kara, recoiling then firing another blast deep into her, followed by a third, grunting loudly each time.

"yeah fill my pussy" encouraged Kara quietly laying motionless on top of me.

As we both came down off our high, Danielle continued licking and kissing my ear.

"Good morning" I greeted them.

Kara rolled off me and got out of the bed.

"Where are you off too so quick?" enquired Danielle.

"Just going to clean up and I need to pee... two kids really fucks the waterworks up!" Kara shared

"Oh OK, be quick, I gotta go too" Danielle replied.

"Why don't you both go?" I asked tentatively "I can watch from here."

Danielle looked at Kara and rolled her eyes then they both made their way over to the bathroom. The roll top was visible from the bed so I sat up and watched Kara clamber in and perch her bum on the side with a sharp intake of breath.

"That's cold!" she exclaimed as she made contact with the bath. Danielle followed suit, perching next to Kara, also drawing a breath as she sat down on the edge. Then both girls spread their legs. Kara was first to release a steady flow of golden liquid which tinkled as it landed on the porcelain, spashing back over her feet and ankles, as well as Danielle's.

"Hey!" Danielle said "two can play at that game!"

At first a trickle of fluid emanated from Danielle's lips and ran down the edge of the bath before a growing flow arced into the middle of the tub making the same satisfying sound and splashing against both their legs. I watched intently as the golden showers streamed from between the sister's legs like some sort of Roman water feature.

Kara's was first to peter out and she reached across Danielle for the shower head resting above the taps. Turning it on she tested it for temperature before using it to rinse herself off down her legs and over her feet, washing away the golden pool at the bottom of the tub. Danielle, clearly having needed for some time, continued peeing as Kara climbed out of the tub and dried herself off with the hand towel. When she did finish, instead of rinsing herself off, Danielle slid down into what remained in the bottom of the tub.

"I want you to pee on me..." she said, to my surprise. "...on my tits."

I was taken aback at the suggestion, but also pretty turned on by the idea. I considered it for a moment and then I got out of the bed and walked over to the tub. Kara turned and looked at us.

"I knew you were a dirty bitch" Kara teased her sister, but Danielle didn't respond. She just looked up into my eyes as I stood over her at the edge of the tub.

My cock was still semi erect, but spent from the huge load I had deposited inside Kara a few minutes ago. I took hold of it and drew my foreskin back, concentrating to try and overcome either my nerves or just that aspect of biology that makes it more difficult to pee when you're hard. After a few seconds I managed to release the flow and it struck Danielle just above her naval arcing up as it grew more powerful. The spray bounced off her breasts, splashing in all directions when it crossed her nipples. Danielle giggled with delight using her hands to shield her face from the splash back. I aimed my stream at both her tits and then as it started to subside, down over her belly eventually trickling out over her pussy lips.

"That was fucking hot!" Kara said as Danielle ran her hands over her breasts massaging them with my urine.

I picked up the shower and turned it on for her, rinsing her chest with the warm water. As Danielle stood up I sprayed down her legs and she turned around and I cleaned her rear. I offered my hand to help her step out the tub and reached over for one of the bath sheets warming on the towel rail, wrapping it around her in an embrace as she got out.

"Breakfast?" asked Kara.

"Yeah I'm starving" replied Danielle.

We made our way up to the kitchen, the three of us entirely naked just like old times. The house was empty, with Tim at work, the twins at school and Melville with the dog walker. I enjoyed watching Kara and Danielle's asses sway as they walked side by side up the stairs ahead of me. Neither of them had any visible cellulite and both of them were perfectly toned. It made me wonder if they had some sort of secret fountain of youth they weren't telling anyone else about.

Kara donned an apron (and nothing more) and cooked bacon and eggs for breakfast, frequently shouting expletives as fat splattered onto the uncovered parts of her body. Watching the process, her perfect ass showing from behind, had me back to full mast in no time. This didn't go unnoticed by Danielle who was sitting beside me at the kitchen table, and she causally stroked my shaft as we waiting on the food. I thought about fucking Kara's in the ass as she stood over the hob in just the apron.

Kara served up the protein with some toast and we all tucked in, briefly reverting to normal conversation as we ate. Kara wanted to know what time we had to leave for our flight. It was late in the afternoon but I suggested we should head off about lunchtime incase there were any delays getting out to Heathrow again. We discussed what we could do for the remaining couple of hours. It was forecast to be almost 30 degrees and sunny so Danielle was keen to do a bit of nude sunbathing in the south facing garden however Kara was less keen given it was overlooked by her neighbours. They compromised and Danielle agreed to don her bikini bottoms for that part of the morning but insisted on going topless. Kara showed a little more modesty and decided to cover her breasts as well. We spent about an hour in the sunshine. Innevitably both girls required sun-screen applied to their bodies and I was happy to oblige. I was especially careful to ensure Danielle's breasts were adequately protected and spent a good 15 minutes rubbing cream over them, with particular focus on her nipples. Kara watched on, I think somewhat frustrated not to be getting in on the action. Eventually we decided to come back inside to cool down again.

With a little over an hour before the dog walker was due to return with Melville, we decided a group shower was in order. Both to enable us to wash off the sunscreen residue and also because it seemed like the perfect setting for a final threesome before Danielle and I had to leave. The girls discarded their bikinis and got me out of my shorts as soon as we entered the house, then we climbed the stairs to the master bathroom on the top floor.

I remembered the bathroom in Danielle's father's house back home and was expecting something similarly palacial - I wasn't disappointed. Kara's bathroom bore a striking similarity yet somehow seemed even more oppulent. It felt unclassy to ask, but I was 90% sure the fittings where actually gold plated. There was a jacuzzi tub in the centre encased in what was presumably more italian marble. As we approached it, I realised it wasn't just encased in marble, it was actually carved out of marble. Behind a glass screen which split the entire room in half were two free standing poles - like traffic bollards but taller than a person.

Kara walked over to the glass screen and tapped a button on a touchscreen mounted within it. After a second or two water jets started to stream out of the sides of the poles and into the air above in an umbrella shape. It was like the sort of thing you see in a kids water park...

"That might be a bit much" Kara said, tapping on the screen a few more times reducing water fountains to a gentler flow.

The three of us stepped through the glass doors and closed them behind us, lathering each other up and massaging one another with our bodies. Kara and I both making out with Danielle as we did so.

"I don't mind if you guys kiss too" Danielle said as I ran my hands over Kara's foam covered breasts, teasing her nipples at the same time.

I'd never kissed Kara before and I had no idea how she would feel about it. Standing behind Kara, I released her breasts and she turned around to face me as Danielle watched on. Kara lent in towards me opening her mouth slightly. I did the same and our lips came together. Her tongue began to explore my mouth and mine hers, stroking each others as we made out. Danielle's hand slide down her stomach and between her legs as she watched her half-sister and boyfriend making out. I already had a full errection before before Kara and I started to kiss but it was now starting to strengthen. I reached down and angled it between Kara's legs and pussy so she could thigh fuck me as we made out - it was intense.

"I want you to have us both in the ass, at the same time, like last night." instructed Danielle while continuing to work at her clit.

I reached out to her and pulled her towards Kara and I so that she could join us in making out while Kara slid back and forth on my cock. The three of us took turns tonguing one another while Danielle kept masturbating and Kara kept thigh fucking me. Then I pulled out from between Kara's soapy smooth thighs and guided her to bend over and brace herself against the shower pole. Danielle assumed the same position next to her and they continued frenching each other, presenting their asses to me side by side. Standing betwen them, I inserted a digit into each of their assholes and started to finger fuck them, building up to two as I stretched each of them out two knuckles deep, preparing them for my rigid manhood.

"Mmmmh yeah, that feels so good" said Kara "I can't wait for that weapon of yours to gape my little ass" she fantasised aloud.

"Oh yeah, I love your fingers up my ass, push them deeper, I'm so close to coming" Danielle announced.

I hadn't realised she had continued to masturbate while making out with her sister. In fairness she hadn't had an orgasm yet this morning and I wanted to give her what she wanted. I slid my fingers out of her first and knelt down behind her. While my other hand continued to finger Kara, I started to lick between Danielle's moist little slit. The flow of water had rinsed the bubbles off and I could only taste her sweet flavour as I ran my tongue back over her pussy, probing it as deep as I could in passing, followed by her taint and finally licking around the edge of her stretched sphincter. I relished pressing my tongue into her open anus repeatedly before licking up the full length of her crack. The flow of water reminded me of a similar experience in the school swimming pool changing rooms all those years ago where I risked drowning myself to pleasure Danielle for only the second time.

"Mmmm yeah" Danielle moaned throughout "me first" she instructed.

Danielle's ass was tight and I suspected she hadnt had anal sex in a very long time - maybe not since our school days. I stood up and pressed my glans against her now contracting ass hole, pushing hard to force my swollen bell end inside. Just like the old days Danielle called out in pain, but far from recoiling she pushed back against me forcing my shaft up her unpracticed ass faster than I had intended to go.

"arghhhhhahaha" she yelped as my invading organ occupied her rectum.

I didn't give her too much time to recover before ripping off the bandaid, or in this case fully withdrawing from her then re-entering to similar cries of pain as her anus was forcibly piled for a second time. Danielle furiously rubbed her clit trying to overcome the pain in her ass when I pulled out once more, this time eyeing up Kara's freshly stretched out muscle.

I took a step to the side and removed my fingers from inside her, taking hold of her hips to guide her ass closer to Danielle's thereby aiding the switch. Then I repeated the previous maneuvre with Kara, ramming my raging errection full bore up her back passage, her ass slapping against my thighs at full travel. Kara was not quite as tight as her sister but the sensation was for me still great and for her quite the shock.

"ahhhh" she cried out as I abused her ass for my pleasure, thrusting back and forth several times, enjoying both the physical sensation and the excitement of causing Kara's pain.

I could hear Danielle's breathing becoming more like panting and I knew she was getting close to her self-induced orgasm, so after my next out stroke I turned and piled straight into Danielle's still raw hole, fucking her ass mercilessly as she called out in pain and pleasure. Finally she could hold out no longer and her legs began to shake before giving way beneath her. She sank down onto my cock which somehow managed to penetrate even deeper inside her. Shaking and overcome with the extreme sensations, tears streamed down her face as I unloaded inside her ass. I wrapped my arms under her and scooped her up towards me holding her close and massaging her breasts as the aftershocks rippled through her body.

An unsatiated Kara meanwhile exited the shower and turned off the water jets. I think she realised how intimate a moment this was and I was grateful. I held Danielle from behind for quite some time as she struggled to say anything. Eventually, my cock softened and slid out of her. She turned round and clung to me for a while longer.

As we exited the shower together holding hands, Kara was drying herself with her back to us. She turned around and smiled.

"Don't let her go again or I will fucking hunt you down" she said. I was pretty sure she wasn't joking.

Danielle and I returned to our room to get dressed and Kara did too. I threw on my shorts and T-shirt again. Danielle pulled on a simple set of plain white panties and extracted from her suitcase a short figure hugging dress with poppers running the full length up the front. It only just covered her ass, clung to her tits and without any bra her nipples were clearly visible through the grey fabric. I couldn't wait for the opportunity to rip it right off her when we arrived at my place!

It wasnt long before we were saying goodbye in the hallway once more. As I hugged Kara, I lifted her skirt and squeezed her bare bottom.

"All the best to Tim" I said and she laughed "I'll unload in this ass next time."

I walked out the door and got into a black cab with Danielle. I had no idea when the three of us would next be together but I knew we would be.

Chapter Three - The Danielle Divulgence

We arrived at the airport in good time and checked-in Danielle's suitcase before making our way through security to find a place to grab lunch before the flight. With the length of the flight and the time difference we'd probably not be back at my appartment until 7ish and I figured we'd want some "alone time", so we decided to get a decent meal before we boarded the plane. We found a quiet table in the corner of the restaurant and dined on overpriced, pretty mediocre fare. For the next hour or so we reminised (quietly) and caught up on the intervening 20 years.

Inneviatbly the subject of previous relationships came up. This was a conversation I wasn't looking forward to. I didn't want to lie to Danielle but the reality of the last 20 years for me was that it was an embarrasingly dry spell.

"So you must have had plenty of hot stewardesses chasing after you, anyone significant?" she enquired.

"Well to be honest, when your rosters align once every six weeks, dating crew becomes a bit of a tricky endeavour. There were a couple of first dates and one second but that's about it." I replied.

"Really? Huh. So just casual sex in the lavs then?" she joked.

"I think the aviation authorities would frown upon that... given I'm the one supposed to be flying the plane!" I answered, trying to dodge the question.

The truth of the matter was I had only slept with two other girls since Danielle, neither of them cabin crew. One was a girl I worked with when I was in IT called Chloe. We got together at the office Christmas party. We weren't drunk, if anything we hooked up out of boredom and a shared disdain for our fellow very drunk colleagues. Our soberness brought us together. Chloe had excused herself and then texted me to join her in the board room on the top floor to "escape the madness". We chatted for a bit and in that moment something just clicked. We started off just making-out, then she backed off and I was about to apologise thinking she had realised her error, when she unzipped her dress and dropped it to the floor. She was a petite blonde with long hair and her chest was signifcantly flatter than her bras had led me to believe. After sucking me off for a bit we ended up doing it on the table until we heard some other revellers making their way loudly toward us and we scarpered. A naked Chloe ran off into the girls toilets clutching her dress. I noticed she'd left her panties behind so grabbed them before exiting. I didnt see her again that night and when I messaged her the next morning she basically suggested never speaking of the incident again. I elected not to mention I still had her underwear...

The other girl was even earlier than that, a friend from university days, we did it once in the lead up to finals. She was totally stressed about her exams. I joked that she just needed to get laid and to my surprise she asked me if I would, just as a one off? She was a brunette, also fairly petite, but with really nice rack. We did it there and then on her sofa, amidst a pile of revision papers. I gave her two orgasms, one by eating her out and another from fucking her. She graduated with a first, something I like to think I contributed to. We lost touch eventually and I have no idea where she is now.

"No apart from a few casual things a few years back, not much to say" I continued matter of factly. "what about you?"

"I've had a few boyfriends" Danielle replied "I was with Jason for 6 months before we split up"

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking." I enquired.

"He was nice, until one day he wasn't" she answered circumspectly.

I was going to move on when after a moment of silence she continued.

"We were down the pub with a couple of his mates and one of them, Kenny, was a bit of a joker. I was a bit tipsy so I guess that made everything he said a bit funnier." she said, pushing her food around the plate with her fork "Anyway when we got back to his place he said I'd embarrased him and that I may as well of given Kenny a lapdance! I told him he was being an arsehole and I got a black eye and a broken collar bone in return."

I couldn't believe it, I was both angry and upset for her at the same time.

"Did you go to the police?" I asked, without really thinking.

Danielle didn't say anything for a moment.

"I should've. But I didn't want the agro. I just walked out. He kept calling me, telling me he was sorry and it would never happen again bla bla. I feel bad he might be with someone else doing the same to them now." she replied still staring at her plate.

I reached out and put my hand on her forearm.

"I'm surprised Kara didn't torch him alive" I said... I was only half joking.

"You're the first person I've told about it." Danielle replied.



I was taken aback by that. She'd confided in me a secret that she had never shared with anyone, not even Kara, and I was too proud to even tell her the truth about something that didn't even matter.

"Two!" I blurted out... Danielle looked up at me confused, wiping away a tear from her eye. "Girls.. women... I've only been with two other women since you. Sam my friend at Uni and Chloe at my old job." I expanded blushing a little.

Danielle smiled wryly and put her hand on my arm.

"Well you had plenty of practice with me so I guess you could afford to take your foot of the gas for a bit. Your technique certainly hasn't suffered from lack of practice" she reassured giving me a wink. "Where's the weirdest place you've ever done it... if not an airplane toilet?"

The question was a bit out of left field but it made me think back to the boardroom and then to the french classroom a few weeks ago, then to the swimming pool changing rooms twenty years ago!

"Dunno..." I said "I mean my girlfriend's half-sister's father's kitchen is probably up there..."

Danielle laughed nearly choking on the food she had just started eating again.

"Oh shit! Yeah..." she said "that probably does take the prize."

We finished up our food and made our way to the departure gate continuing to chat about old times. Danielle had to stop off at the ladies on the way and I hung around outside this time. Eventually boarding was called and we found our seats on the plane. I'd booked another carrier for two reasons, firstly, although I could get a reduced fare at my operator, there was no garantee there would be seats. Even if there were, they were unlikely to be together. But secondly because I didn't want the innevitable awkward run-in with a crew member I knew who'd want to know who I was travelling with.

We sat down and waited for departure. During the safety demonstration, which I tried to set a good example by paying attention to, Danielle took something out of her bag and then nudged me.

"Can you hold onto these for me" she asked putting a small bit of material in my hand discretely.

I started to unravel the object and realised they were her panties! She must have taken them off in the toilets. I thrust them into my trouser pocket then looked around to check nobody else had seen. The aisle seat next to us was empty and the woman on the opposite side of the aisle was tending to a little girl's entertainment needs. The guy sitting in the far window seat was staring out of it with headphones on (probably trying to pretend the kid wasn't there) so I was reasonably sure we were safe. I looked at Danielle who was smiling mischieviously at me. I waited until the safety demo was over and the crew had done their final pass through the cabin and were seated for take off. Satisfied that nobody was watching us, I placed my left hand on Danielle's bare thigh, sliding it between her legs. Danielle turned slightly towards the window and parted her legs obligingly. I traced my fingers lightly up her inside right thigh and heard her exhale and inhale more heavily. I stopped short just as my hand began to go under her dress, and paused to gently caress her inside leg. Danielle squirmed a little in her seat and made a quiet "hmmm" of pleasure.

The AC shut off, followed by the building hum of one of the engines beginning to spool up as the aircraft pushed back from the gate. Taking my left hand off her leg for a moment I turned to her and kissed her on the cheek as we both looked out of the window. At the same time I reached over with my right hand and placed it between her legs, reaching up under her dress which rode up a little. I could feel the warmth emanating from her crotch as my hand approached. Danielle, anticipating my touch, began to breath more heavily but the sound of the running engine meant her deep breathing was only audible to me. My fingers made contact with her smooth shaven vulva, and i probed gently between her soft outer lips. At first I slide my finger down towards her opening and found that it was wet. My gentle play on her thigh had clearly got her excited. She lent her head into mine as my fingers slide back up, parting her slit. I pinched her small inner lips between my thumb and forefinger and pulled gently on them, drawing them out and rolling them between my fingers. Danielle couldn't keep silent and let out a quiet moan as I pulled them taught. I repeated this, intentionally avoiding her clit, waiting for the second engine to run up and the noise level in the cabin to increase. After a couple of minutes, with both engines running and the noise of the AC back in operation, I decided I was safe to proceed.

I pulled tight on her lips and then let go allowing her flesh to spring back. Then I run my hand back down towards her opening and inserted my finger inside, making "come to me" motions on the roof of her vagina. It drove her wild and she giggled aloud before covering her mouth with her hand to suppress the laughter. As the aircraft taxied out towards the runway I kept stimulating her in this way and I could feel how wet it was making her. We joined a queue of several other aircraft waiting to depart so I knew I had a few minutes before we took off. I withdrew my finger from within her pussy and ran it once more back up between her lips, this time all the way up. My wet finger made contact with her hard, swollen clit and I began to tease it, gently at first, just barely applying any pressure. Danielle was breathing faster now and was struggling to quieten her moans of delight as my finger danced across her sweet spot, edging her closer and closer and then backing away at the last moment. As our aircraft passed the hold-short line and turned onto the runway, I started working at her quicker and harder, drawing figures of eight.

"I'm gonna cum" she whispered in my ear.

"Not yet." I instructed.

Then engines began to spool up for takeoff pausing to stabilise for a second or so. Danielle's arm shot up, bracing herself against the headrest in front as she pushed herself back into her seat. Then the engines roared to takeoff thrust and the aircraft accelerated rapidly, pushing everyone back in their seats, the noise level increasing signifantly.

"Now you can come." I said to here, rapidly rubbing back and forth directly on her clit with my thumb, pushing two fingers back inside her at the same time.

"Ahahahahah" Danielle let out a load cry of delight as we thundered down the runway and her orgasm overpowered her ability to stay silent "oh shiiiitttt!" she exclaimed in a less than subtle way. She shook a little in her seat as the waves of aftershocks passed. The plane finally rotated up of the ground and took to the air. I reached into my pocket with my left hand and took out her panties, using them to wipe my fingers clean of Danielle's pussy juices. I pressed them up between her legs and wiped her off too as she sat there trying to suppress a giggling fit while the aircraft climbed away.

As the engines rolled back, a voice from the other side of the aisle spoke up.

"That's is my favourite bit too" said the little girl in the middle seat.

Danielle turned and smilled at the girl and her mother who were both looking in our direction, the mother clearly unimpressed with Danielle's outburst.

"Nervous flyer." I said tilting my head back towards Danielle.

As I turned away again, once more placing Danielle's now sticky wet panties into my pocket, I noticed that her errect nipples were protruding significantly from her dress and her chest and cheeks were quite flushed. To this day I have no idea if the mother knew what was really going on or not but I think chances are high she did. If Danielle's reactions didn't give it away, the large bulge in my trousers formed as my cock swelled while I fingered her was probably another clue. The next hour or so was a bit torturous as I suffered from the effects of a bit of blue balls and there was no way for Danielle to provide me any relief as the crew passed up and down the cabin serving refreshments and hawking stuff from their in-flight magazine. Eventually it quieted down and folks settled in for the remainder of the two and half our flight. My boner also settled eventually too - not helped by Danielle's relentlessly erect nips.

"I need to go to the toilet" said Danielle looking down the aisle towards the back of the plane. There was nobody else waiting and the only crew member was tending to the coffee machine.

I undid my seatbelt and got out into the aisle to let her pass with my back to the opposite row. As she slipped past me, she ran her hand accross my crotch.

"Why don't you come too?" she suggested quietly.

I looked around the cabin to see who might be watching but everyone I could see was either asleep or engrossed in some sort of distraction. Danielle was already walking down the aisle towards the rear galley, so I followed her at a distance. As she approached the toilet the flight attendant turn and smiled at her. The door opened outward, obstructing the woman's view of me as Danielle entered the lav. Glancing at the last two rows to see if anyone else was watching, I noted that the three people seated there were either reading or watching movies. I took the chance and slipped in behind Danielle, pulling the door shut and locking it swiftly behind us.

There was hardly room to move with the two of us in the cramped space. I knew we had to be quick, and I figured that wouldn't be a problem for me. I already had a bit of a semi at the thought of what we were about to do. Danielle wasted no time in unbuckling my shorts and reaching inside. She wrapped her hand around my partial erection and began to stoke it. There wasn't room enough for her to bend down and take it in her mouth but she spat on her hand and slicked it up as she twisted back and forth vigorously, squeezing over my glans as she pulled back on my foreskin. She had me rock hard in only a few moments. This was partially down to her hand job skills but probably also the pent up frustration from our earlier encounter. I squeezed her tits through her dress roughly, knowing how much she enjoyed being manhandled, and ran my hand up her leg once again, feeling her still wet pussy. Then I inserted a couple of fingers from each hand into the gap between two of the poppers on the front of her dress, just between her breasts. I yanked my hands apart and her dress tore open with a satisfying sound as each popper released in quick succession. Danielle giggled in glee and stood in front of me, her entire body exposed as her dress now dangled open like a gown. I leant over and sucked on her tits as she continued to jerk me off.

"Mmmmm yeah that's so nice" Danielle said as I nibbled on her hard nipples with my teeth and licked around her areola. I grabbed her ass cheeks in my hands and gripped them hard, pulled them apart hard. It was animalistic, I just wanted to consume her! Taking her shoulder in my hand I spun her around and pushed her over the washhand basin. She propped herself on the mirror and I lifted up her dress, which was draped over her butt, to provide me easy access. I plunged my cock deep into her pussy while holding onto her tits and massaging them in my hands. I thrust back and forth rapidly, slapping against her things and causing the sink to rattle.

"Yeah fuck me, fuck me hard, I fucking want your cum in me!" Danielle asserted in a low voice.

I let go of her breasts and took hold of her ass cheeks again, parting them to reveal her anus which I was stretching open slightly in the process. As I pummeled her, I spat on her crack and allowed the saliva to run down over her ass hole, then I pressed my thumb into it, knuckle deep.

"Oh shit, yeah, fuck yeah, deeper!" she responded.

I wasn't sure what she meant so I just drove as far into her with my cock as I could and forced my thumb fully into her asshole pushing her up onto her tip toes.

Almost without warning I exploded inside her, firing blast after blast into her warm tight pussy. Danielle felt it and moaned in delight.

"Yeah, that's it, fill me up, I want your whole load!" she encouraged.

My final bursts ceased so I wiggled my thumb out her ass (to some additional mmm's of pleasure) and pulled out of her pussy. I lent back against the bulkhead, wiping my still hard cock down with paper tissue. I offered some to Danielle who had already started to squeeze cum out of her pussy into her palm and was licking it off her hand and fingers.

"Mmmmm" she smiled as she swallowed it down "delicious!".

I tucked my wilting manhood back into my breifs and buckled up my shorts again, then I watched Danielle start to button up her dress beginning at the top. It was like watching the curtain come down at the end of a great show and I really wanted an encore. Sadly none was given as she pulled the fabric tight around her breasts and re-popped the poppers, working her way down slowly to conceal her naval and finally her beautiful bald pussy lips. She pulled the dress down to cover her thighs more and gave me the nod to unlatch the door.

As I stepped out of the door I was met by the glaring eyes of the woman from opposite us with her child in hand. She definitely knew what we were doing this time. I sheepishly made my way past her, avoiding eye contact. Danielle followed me and I heard the little girl's voice once more.

"Did you have to help him too?" she asked Danielle.

I didn't dare turn around and just kept walking.

"Yeah" said Danielle "he really needed to go.".

I sat back down in the window seat and Danielle sat next me in the middle. I kept my hands off her for fear of the wrath of the lady in 25D until near the end of the flight. As we came into land Danielle grabbed hold of my hand in fear and I squeezed it reasurringly.

We landed in Budapest at about 6pm local time and after collecting Danielle's heavy suitcase we headed to the long stay car park where I had left my car. As we got to the car park I realised there was something else I should probably come clean about...

"So... you should probably know that whatever you may think about being a pilot, it's not that glamourous and it doesn't pay that well... I mean not that I'm complaining, it's just that, well, by the time you pay back the training costs it doesn't leave a lot. So I'm not exactly flash with the cash..." I rambled.

Budapest is not an expensive place to live, it's downright cheap compared to London but the combination of this being my first relatively low paid airline gig and over a hundred grand in debt from re-training to fly, meant I was still living a fairly modest lifestyle. I was hardly slumming it, I was able to afford a pretty luxurious appartment in the city but I could definitely not afford high end imported sports cars!

"It's OK" Danielle interupted "I guessed the Audi was a rental" she said referring to the hire car I'd picked up to show off at the school reunion.

"Oh, you did?" I replied.

"Yeah, no I thought you drove all the way from Budapest for a school re-union." she said sarcastically

"Oh right" I laughed.

"So which is yours?" she asked "I better know exactly what I'm dealing with...".

I gestured over to the black 3 year old Astra.

"Well that's not too shabby!" she exclaimed.

Then I realised she thought I was pointing to the brand new A-class Merc parked next to mine. I pushed the button on the fob and the lights on my car turned on.

"Oh" she said, then chuckled.

The drive from the airport to my appartment was about 30 minutes. I parked up a short distance away on the street and we walked through the central courtyard up the stairs to my unit on the 3rd floor. Danielle clearly did not pack light and it was a bit of slog carrying her suitcase up. It was still bright outside and Danielle took in the views of the river afforded by my appartment's location on the edge of the Danube.

"It's beautiful" she remarked.

I showed her around the appartment (which didn't take very long) and I asked if she wanted to get any food.

"Nah. I'm good, I'd rather just chill out here if that's OK with you?" she responded.

It definitely was. We curled up on the couch facing each other and laughed about our encounter with 25D. Danielle didn't think she'd clicked after takeoff - although I expressed my doubts - but apparently she "gave her the evils" after we emerged from the toilet.

"When I told her daughter you really needed to go" Danielle recounted, "she tusked and shook her head. I just about bust!"

"I was mortified" I admitted "I thought she was going to tell one of the crew!"

"She couldn't prove anything" said Danielle, in a blasé tone.

I began to wonder if she was used to that sort of jeopardy in all her sexual encounters!

"Have you ever done anything like that before?" I asked her.

"Not in a plane, obvs." she said in reference to her dislike of flying "although if all take-offs were like that one I could be persuaded!" she winked at me and then appeared to consider something before speaking - as though she wasn't sure whether to say it or not.

"I do kind of like getting myself off in..." she paused looking for the right word "...risky places."

"Like where?" I asked, my interest peaked.

"Erm on the beach, once in a Topshop changing room - i didn't plan to that time, I was just really horny that day and when I took off my clothes to try stuff on I couldn't help it".

The thought of Danielle naked, masturbating on a beach was so sexy. There were a few on the Danube but I figured that would be more than risky! Lake Balaton south west of the city might be an option though I thought to myself.

"Hahaha" Danielle burst out laughing spontaneously "I just remembered, I also once accidentally flashed a guy at a station because I was wanking in a train carriage. There was nobody else in the carriage so I was pretty chill about it, but I didn't realise the train was about to go through a station at slow speed. The look on his face as I went past the platform, tits out and fanny on show, sooo glad the train didn't stop, I would have actually died."

The image of it was simultaneously hilarious and erotic to me. Danielle kept laughing and so did I. Then I interrupted.

"I'd like to see you get naked in public... it would be hot". I said.

"Really? Well, thing is, you can see me get naked any time you like." Danielle replied provocatively.

I leaned forward and took hold of the neck of her dress and tugged it open again exposing her breasts.

"Hmm... so I can." I smiled.

Danielle turned around and lay back against me with her feet stretched out over the arm of the sofa. I wrapped an arm around her and fondled her breasts as she lay there. We didn't plan to get up to anything more that evening, we were both pretty tired from the travel. After an hour of watching Netflix we decided to head to bed. We shared a short shower together, enjoying washing and massaging one another in the water and finally climbed into my bed completely naked. The shower revived me somewhat and when we got under the sheets I had a bit of boner which Danielle noticed.

"Hey do you want any help you with that?" she asked.

"Only if you're thirsty." I replied, winking at her.

"Always" she said as she moved down the bed and took hold of my cock, placing it into her warm saliva filled mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as she skillfully felated me, her tongue probing the sensitive parts of my glans and pee hole while she gently manipulated my balls in her hand. It didn't take me long to cum in her mouth and she took great pleasure in showing me my load on her tongue before she swallowed. She carefully sucked my cock clean before cuddling up next to me to sleep. As we drifted off, we shared some of our fantasies with each other and thought about what we might get up to for the next few days...

Chapter Four- The Danielle Display

When I awoke the next morning, Danielle was already up and in the shower washing her hair. I pulled on some pyjamas and went to the kitchen to organise some breakfast for us. I made some coffee and took cereal and milk out of the fridge and placed it on the counter top. No bacon and eggs this morning. When Danielle came in she was fully dressed. She was wearing white denim shorts and an unusual top which seemed to wrap around from the back and was held together with a large metal ring between her breasts leaving a revealing opening midway from her exposed midriff and plunging neckline. It was also bright orange... so Danielle's penchant for luminous clothing was not entirely gone. Quite the head turner!

"Cute" she said, doubtless in reference to my matching checked pyjama bottoms and button up shirt.

Admittedly it was a bit Grandad, but since nobody ever saw me in them I had no reason to care up until that point.

"We should definitely go shopping together again." she said.

"As long as I don't have to sneak into any changing rooms this time" I replied.

"Not even to see what I get up to in those changing rooms?" she asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Well played." I conceded, causing a smirk to form on her face.

After I got dressed in something only minimally more fashionable, I took Danielle on a bit of a walking tour of the city before the sun got too high. I went for historic landmarks and a short boat trip on the Danube as I had no idea where to find Hungarian fashion outlets. However, Danielle somehow managed to sense her way towards them just in time for opening and there was a fair bit of time spent trapsing in and out of shops which made me feel distinctly uncomfortable in my cargo shorts and faded Muse t-shirt. When I explained the exchange rate to Danielle I'm pretty sure she came close to an orgasm right there. The cost of living (and clothing) in Hungary being about half what it is back in UK. In the end we had to make a stop off back at the apartment by mid-morning just to drop off the shopping bags. I had no idea how she was planning to get it all home with her. However in the end it turned out that much of what she had bought was for me. I offered to re-imburse her but she point blank refused stating that she could probably claim it as a tax deductable "charity donation", much to her own amusement.

We had initially planned to go back out for more shopping, however as the heat began to increase in the late morning I suggested maybe we should head out of town to Lake Balaton. It was a large lake about an hour and half out of the city and had numerous beaches for sunbathing. The water would be great to cool off in later in the afternoon. Danielle liked the idea so we grabbed some picnic supplies and swimwear and jumped in the car.

Danielle was the DJ for the drive and I enjoyed her vibe, it really didn't feel like a long journey. It was hot though. I picked one of the beaches on the north east side of the lake and we picnicked in the shade of some trees looking out over the lake. The beach was less busy than i expected, I guess because it was midweek. After lunch we wandered along the relatively short sandy stretch and came to a rocky outcrop before a marina further on. Climbing over the rocks, we found a small secluded area that was hidden from the main beach by the rocks we'd just climbed over, and from the marina a wall. Danielle sat down on the sand and pulled her top up over her head then lay back, bathing her exposed breasts in the afternoon sun. A gentle breeze was blowing over the lake and the cool air soon had her nipples standing to attention. I sat down next to her and took off my t-shirt as well.

"This is so nice" Danielle said, now unbuttoning her shorts and lifting her bum off the ground to slip them off, followed immediately and to my surprise, by her underwear.

I watched her as she relaxed, completely naked, seemingly unconcerned that someone could at any moment climb over the same rocks we did, or exit the marina on a boat! She was beautiful, the sun shining on her subtly tanned skin and her breasts floating up and down as she just breathed.

A few minutes passed, then without saying anything, her eyes still closed, she licked her finger and began to casually masturbate. I wasn't sure if she was even conscious where she was anymore. She was just enjoying nature, the warmth of the sun on her bare skin and the sound of the tranquil water gently lapping the shore. I thought about reaching over to touch her but it seemed an intrusion, like this was a moment just for her. So instead I just watched.

Her motions were unhurried. Like someone enjoying the journey rather than focussing on the destination. Sometimes she would stop to touch her breasts or lick her finger again before returning to gently rubbing herself again. Watching Danielle pleasuring herself in such a public location was incredibly arousing. In the end I rolled onto my side (back to the rocks!) and pulled down my own shorts so I could jerk off as I watched her.

For a long time she just enjoyed herself, there was no obvious build up toward a climax. I wondered what she was fantasising about, or if she was just enjoying the physical sensations. Eventually though I started to hear her breathing increase. As it did, her hand motions became faster and more pronounced focussing in on a smaller area, she was chasing the climax now. She quickly licked her finger again then immediately returned to her clit, her oscillations becoming even more furious and her breathing more intense.

I was stroking back and forth more rapidly too, keeping time with Danielle as though she were the metronome to follow. I squeezed my shaft harder too and began to feel my orgasm approaching.

Danielle was panting now but still saying nothing. I could almost feel her frustration. I wanted to hold off so we could cum together but it was too late. I blew my load across her belly as she continued to search for the ellusive trigger to her release. Then without warning Danielle's belly contracted lifting her head and feet off the ground, her fists clenched and her toes curled

"aaaaaaaahhhh haa haa" she groaned, the orgasm finally releasing through her whole body. She lay on the sand laughing and smiling for a moment, recovering, then ran her hands up her body over her still sensitive nipples causing involuntary judders and smearing my semen over her tits. It was only then she realised I had cum on her.

Danielle washed off in the lake and air-dried in the warm summer sun before getting dressed again. On the way home I asked her what she was thinking about as she masturbated.

"People watching me" she answered coyly.



"You wanted people to see you!?" I asked shocked.

"No! Its just a fantasy" she replied "But I imagined strangers watching me from the rocks or from a boat and it maked being naked and touching myself outside feel more exciting, even more naughty."

"I loved watching you" I said "it felt different from actually touching you but still like..." I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence.

"I know, that made it sexier too, like I was performing for you." she continued "It was a bit like when you watched me and Kara pee before, it was weird but it totally turned me on 'cause I was letting you watch me do something I'd never let anyone else see. It turned something embarrassing into something really sexy... I think thats why I wanted you to pee on me."

I knew what she meant and I felt exactly the same way. I'd initially felt bad about peeing on her, like it was disrespectful, but when I did it and I saw her eyes looking back at mine it was so intimate.

It was early evening when we got back to the apartment. As soon as we got in the door we took off our shoes and Danielle walked into my bedroom to strip naked.

"I need to pee, do you want to watch me go again?" she asked casually with a note of excitement.

I was happy to accept the offer and followed her into the ensuite. I had no bath but she got into the shower and stood legs apart, releasing a shower of her own. I watched the golden fluid burst out from between her labia and spray across the shower tray for a couple of seconds, glistening in the bright sunlight steaming through the window. Then I reached out and placed a finger upon each side of her pussy lips and parted them. Her spray turned into a tighter stream. Applying pressure, I could guide the stream back and forth. Danielle squeeled in amusement!

"Thats so hot!" she said as her flow subsided and dribbled off her spread inner lips, a trickle running down her inside leg.

She rinsed herself off then stepped out of the shower and I kissed her, grabbing her ass and pulling her closer to me.

"You're so hot!" I replied.

Her still wet legs made damp marks on my shorts but I really didn't care. I let her dry herself off and followed her back into the bedroom, where she started to look through the shopping bags we had deposited earlier in the day. She pulled out a thin red zip up hoody which I didn't even remember her buying. She put it on zipping it up over her breasts, leaving a bit of cleavage on display. Then she pulled the hoody down, stretching it as far as it would go over her bum (which was just barely covered). Hey why don't you take those wet things off and try on some of your new stuff, she suggested. I pulled my t-shirt off and undid my belt buckle, dropping my shorts to my ankles. There was a bit of a buldge in my briefs from moments earlier but it was subsiding.

"What first?" I asked.

For the next thirty minutes I obediently tried out various ensembles of the fashionable checked shirts and pastel shaded shorts Danielle had ***********ed on my behalf. I was beginning to tire of the process when Danielle clearly recognised this and announced an end to the fashion show.

"OK, much better, but honestly I prefer you butt naked" she said laughing.

"Ditto!" I replied.

Danielle proceeded to tidy the clothes strewn around the room into my wardrobe. Each time she bent over to pick something up the hoody she was wearing rode up her back and revealed her naked rear and I leant over to observe her pussy revealed between her thighs.

"Hey. should we order a pizza for dinner?" Danielle asked innocently.

Then I had an idea that I thought she might be up for given what she had told me about her fantasy of being watched and her previous escapades.

"Pizza Dare!!" I announced, pointing at her.

Danielle looked confused and clearly had no idea what I was talking about. So I explained the dare... a reddit(?) trend whereby women order pizza (or other deliveries) and answer the door nonchalantly, wearing little or no clothing, or in another variation, in a towel which they "accidentally" drop in full view of the delivery guy.

"You're on!" Danielle smiled.

I found a local pizza place with online ordering (as I didn't speak much Hungarian) and which would deliver to my apartment. We ordered what we each wanted and discussed the set up while waiting for the delivery. We agreed that I would hide out of sight of the doorway and just Danielle would answer it. Danielle decided she didn't want to be completely naked incase the guy got the wrong idea so she kept her hoody on but unzipped it enough that her much of her breasts were quite visible and her nipples almost but not quite showing.

When the buzzer rang I went to my hiding place in the kitchen, which gave me a good view of proceedings, but was not visible from the entranceway. Danielle picked up the phone and buzzed him in. As neither of us knew the Hungarian word for 'pizza' or 'delivery' we just assumed that's what it was. A minute or so later there was a knock at the door. Danielle got up from the sofa and walked over to the door, pulling her hoody down as she went. This had two effects, firstly it covered her pussy (presumably her objective), but secondly it also revealed more of her breasts and caused one of her nipples to peak out from the behind the zipper. Danielle opened the door fully and I watched the expression on the delivery guys face as he saw this woman standing before him. It reminded me of the first time I watched Danielle undress herself in my room all those years ago. I knew exactlly what was going through his mind as he stood in stunned silence, forgetting he was still holding pizza boxes.

"Are they for me?" Danielle prompted him.

Whether he understood or not, the question snapped him out of his trance and he said something in Hungarian and offered Danielle the boxes. She took them from him and motioned him inside as she walked over to the coffee table in the living room. Fortunately he didn't come in far enough to spot me in the kitchen. Not that his eyes were looking anywhere other than at Danielle's ass as she did an exagerated sexy walk to the table, crossing one foot infront of the other as though she was on a catwalk. Then, the pièce de résistance, she bent over placing the boxes on the table and reached for the cash. As she did so, her hoodie rode up her backside revealing both cheeks fully. Danielle intentionally faffed with the money, wiggling her bum in the process. I could see the delivery guy leaning over to try catch a glimpse of her pussy. Then she stood up and turned around and something unexpected happened. Not only had the maneuvre resulted in the hoody riding up to Danielle's waist, but both her tits were now fully exposed, hanging out from between the zipper. As Danielle walked slowly back towards the delivery driver she gave him an near enough full frontal reveal. His jaw just about hit the floor!

He said something else in Hungarian as Danielle handed over the money (which he didn't even count) and began to close the door behind him guiding him out of the apartment. As soon as the door was closed Danielle span around and burst out laughing. I joined her from the kitchen with a couple of dinner plates in hand and did an impression of the delivery guy's expression as I walked towards her.

"Ho-lee Shit!" she exclaimed "that was so fun! The look on his face when I handed him the cash!"

"Um yaah" I said, gesturing to her state of near total undress, and causing Danielle to look down.

"Nooooohhhh! How?!! I just thought he'd seen my bum and cleavage!" Danielle cried out in amused disbelief "This is even worse than the train incident!"

I roared with laughter and was immediately joined by Danielle who continued to be amused by the whole affair, sporadically bursting into fits of giggles for the remainder of dinner. The pizza was pretty average which I was glad of because there was no way I could ever order from there again!

We grazed on pizza for much of the rest of the evening while watching TV. When we had our fill, I cleared it away into the fridge and returned to find Danielle had removed her hoody and was reclining on the sofa completely naked again.

"It's pretty hot out huh?" I queried.

"Yeah I was too warm, aren't you boiling too, why don't you take that stuff off?" she said.

She was right, the apartment was hot, but it's not like I needed any excuse to be naked with Danielle. I pulled off my top, shorts and briefs and sat down next to her on the couch. It was strange, I was almost more comfortable around Danielle when undressed than dressed. She lay back against me and positioned my hands where she wanted them, one over her left breast and the other she guided between her legs, steering it back and forth to stimulate her mildly. She continued to watch TV - engaging with the show we were watching - and just occassionally sighing in pleasure. She clearly didn't want to get herself off, she was just enjoying being held and the intimacy of being touched there. At the same time, she took hold of my cock and gently ran it through her fingers. Unlike her, my dick didn't operate on a medium setting... just on or off. In little time at all I was fully erect and I squeezed her hand tighter around my shaft to increase the stimulation. I wasn't desperate to cum, but I was definitely focussed on her hand job instead of what was on TV.

When the TV show finished, Danielle lifted my hand off her pussy and sat up to face me and to my disappointment ceased her handjob.

"Would you give me a massage?" she asked.

"Sure" I replied, trying to sound enthusiastic "whereabouts?"

"Everywhere" she replied suggestively. "there's some after-sun lotion in my bag"

Now I was more on board with the idea. I got off the sofa, retrieved the lotion and knelt down on the floor so that Danielle could lay back fully on the couch. She rolled over and turned her head to face me. I applied some of the lotion to my hands and started to rub her back and neck. I had no real idea what I was doing but just firmly pressed into her flesh hoping for the best and she didn't complain. I worked my way down her body running my hands down her shoulder blades, over her lower back and around her waist. I kneeded her glutes vigorously, knowing how firmly she liked to be manipulated down there. I made glancing touches to her more erogenous areas but tried to stay away, building the anticipation. I carried on down her thighs, grasping each in turn with both hands and running them down either side with a strong grip. I repeated for her calves, reaching her feet, which I picked up one at a time and manipulated the soles of with my thumbs, playing with her toes which she seemed to particularly enjoy. I took each arm in turn in a similar motion. Then I worked back up her legs until I reached her groin. This time I started to press and squeeze the flesh of her outer labia together between my fingers before returning to pulling a kneading her glutes, stretching her pussy open in the process. Danielle began to make moans of pleasure.

"OK, turn over" I said, abruptly halting the erotic stimulation.

Danielle obliged and rolled onto her back. Her nipples were pointed up into the air, clearly in a state of some arousal. I applied more lotion and began to massage her shoulders and chest, running the palms of my hands south over her erect teats, pressing them into her breast tissue.

"mmmmmm" Danielle moaned as they passed through my middle fingers and I squeezed them together.

I concentrated on each breast in turn for an extended period, working her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, before continuing on to her belly. I gently pressed it with the flat of my hand, rubbing around her belly button then down onto her pubic mound. I concentrated on this area again for an extended period but made sure not to proceed to her outer labia just yet. Instead I skipped past and worked on her legs, feet and arms again. Finally, as I lowered her arm back onto the sofa, Danielle couldn't take it anymore and made her expectation known by parting her legs. I slid my hands up her inner thigh and repeated the process of squeezing her thick outer labia between my fingers firmly, just as I had when she was on her back, resulting in groans of enjoyment from Danielle. This time I also split her slit apart, revealing her moist inner lips and where they met, her clitorus. It was protruding noticeably from it's sheath, it's smooth shiny appearance glistened in the light. I placed my finger above it on Danielle's prominent clitoral hood and pressed it back down over the exposed tip, eveloping it.

"MMMMMHHH oh yeah" Danielle exclaimed as my finger made indirect contact with her erect organ.

I released the pressure and Danielle's clit popped out again, sparkling with her secretions. I then took hold of her little inner labia and began to roll them between my fingers gently, pulling them taught and releasing them. Then I pinched her fleshy outer lips and manipulated them more forcefully. I worked slowly and methodically around every part of her beautiful female anatomy, except for her clit, which I avoided touching directly. I could see a trickle of liquid running out of her pussy which ocassionally contracted and released as I stimulated the various parts of her now inflamed instrument. At this point Danielle was making similar sounds to those she made when nearing climax, but I was yet make any contact with her swollen crown jewel.

My own manhood was also swelling, aroused by the sounds of ecstasy emanating from the partner whose body I was servicing in such detail. I wanted so badly to penetrate her and such was the level of build up to this moment, I was certain simply entering her would be sufficient to trigger a simultaneous explosion for us both. But I resisted. This was about Danielle's needs not mine, I wanted to give her exactly what she desired in that moment.

But then I felt something, from where I was kneeling, Danielle had been able to turn her head and take my throbbing shaft into her mouth. She had drawn back my own sheath and planted her lips around my exposed glans which she was now sucking on. I knew I couldn't last and had only seconds.

I drew my finger through the trickle of liquid running from her saturated vagina. Then, sufficiently lubcricated, I made direct contact with her fully primed clit. The fleeting touch was enough to trigger a series of explosions throughout Danielle's body, like sequenced charges detonating as part of a demolition.

"mmmmhhhmmmhmmm" was the muffled sound she made with my shaft still occupying her mouth. It sounded almost like she was in pain, but I knew otherwise.

All the muscles in her body contracted including her mouth which clamped down around my shaft all the more. The additional pressure of her lips caused my bell end to tingle and errupt inside her. At the same time Danielle squirted a stream of liquid from her quivering hole, leaving a damp splatter pattern on the sofa cushions and making a funny noise as air was forced from her constricting passage. She kept shaking as I continued to unload multiple shots of cum into her mouth. Throughout this climactic symphony I was continuing to vibrate her distended clit with my finger. As I did so she had to release my cock and come up for air.

"Ahahahahah no I can't... no... too much.. oh shit!" she managed to say, the cum still in her mouth causing her to gargle slightly as she spoke

I didn't let up, ignoring the initial protestation, I continued to massage her trigger with greater force for a further few seconds as she squirmed trying to escape my overpowering touch.

"Arrrrrrggghhhhhhh" again she cried out as her whole body shook back and forth and she smashed her fists into the sofa as another, much larger, jet of fluid shot out of her. Her cheeks and chest were red, tears streamed down her face and she began to sob completely overcome with the sensations coursing through her body at the onset of a second violent orgasm while I continued to apply myself to her ravaged clit.

"Stop!" she managed to express just a single word, and I obeyed.

I flopped down onto the floor and lay my head on her chest as she came down of the high. I heard her finally swallow my load as she struggled to catch her breath, unable to form further words. Her heart was beating rapidly and she lay there just panting, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"I've never felt anything like that before..." she eventually said "...never. That was the most intense... it was more than an orgasm"

"I think it was two" I said, jokingly.

"I mean, it was like almost spiritual... I don't know, I'm talking crap... I just..." Danielle fumbled for the right words "I felt like we were one, like we merged... I know I'm not making sense, it's hard to explain. Thank you."

"It was my pleasure" I replied, as I kissed her forehead.

I don't know exactly how she felt or what she experienced that night. It was intense for me too, but I really couldn't feel any more desire for Danielle than I already did. I wanted her, with every fibre of my being and I wanted to give her whatever she wanted. I'd do anything for her, anything with her. I knew that from the moment we reunited and I was never going to let her go again. Kara had nothing to worry about.

We crawled into bed together naked, unable to even contemplate showering, we were both exhausted. I held Danielle in my arms and we closed our eyes.

"I've always felt safe with you." Danielle whispered quietly as we drifted off "that first time I stood in your room as a little girl, I was so scared taking off my top. I didn't know what you would say. But when you said I looked hot, the way you said it, you just made me feel safe, like I didnt't have anything to worry about and I've never felt any other way with you since. Even when you push me past my limits, I know you won't go too far. I've never felt that way with anyone else... I trust you."

I took her hand and kissed her cheek and we both fell asleep.

Chapter Five - The Chloe Chronicle

I woke up late the next day, Danielle was still asleep next to me. I. just watched her for a while, sad that she would be returning to the UK in a few days. Eventually I decided to wake her. I put my hand on her arm and gently shook it.

"Wakey wakey sleepy head" I said

Danielle turned and squinted as the sunlight shone onto her face.

"Hey" she said, and yawned "what time is it?"

"Eight forty five" I replied "want some breakfast?"

"Alright mr sunshine" Danielle replied sarcastically, her eyes still closed, "I need a shower first!"

Early starts where the norm for me. In my current position, I was frequently out the door by 4am to operate a redeye, so this was a comparatively late, but apparently not so for Danielle!

"Room for a lil' un?" I asked hopefully.

"One way to find out" Danielle replied smiling "but you need to use your quiet voice..."

My chipper mood was clearly not appreciated by Danielle so 'early' in the day, but at least I had learned something new about her: Danielle was not a morning person!

I got up and turned on the shower then went back to see Danielle slowly rolling herself out of the bed, eyes still half closed. She stumbled over towards me then walked past and got into the shower, letting the warm water just run down her back and over her cute ass. After a pause, she turned around and the water sprayed onto her chest. I squeezed into the small space behind her and close the door. I reached around her to the bottle of shower gel on the shelf onfront of her and applied some to my hands, then lathered it across her chest. I rubbed my hands over and under her breasts, before moving down over her belly to tease her navel with my finger. Moving back up her sides and underarms Danielle giggled as I touched a ticklish spot. After washing each arm, next I turned my attention to her back, applying more shower gel to my hands first. As my hands moved down over her lower back and onto her ass cheeks, my cock had stirred and was pressing up between Danielle's legs trying to stand to attention. I enjoyed the feeling of it rubbing against her pussy as I reached around her front and began to gently probe her little lips with my soapy fingers. Danielle lent back against me and tipped her head back over my shoulder as I once again tended carefully to her labia, my cock grinding up against her.

"I want you in my ass" Danielle instructed "all to myself this time. Don't be gentle!"

I didn't need a second invitation, I was so hard. Reaching between us I took hold of one off Danielle's ass cheeks and forcefully parted it from the other, grasping it between my fingers and squeezing hard enough to leave an imprint. This rough play caused Danielle to groan loadly. Now she was awake.

I adjusted my position slightly to enable my straining cock to slide up her parted crack until I felt the tip touch her anus, then I pressed it against her gently. I released my grip in her cheek and took hold of my wet shaft, directing it as I pushed it forcefully inside her. I didn't pause, or allow any time for her to aclimatise to the sensation, I just rammed my fully errect manhood as deep inside her as I could, wrapping my other arm around her waist and pulling her body towards me, there was no way for Danielle to escape.

"Ahhhhhh haa ha ha" she cried out in pain as her asshole was violently penetrated just as she had directed me.

She braced herself against the wall pushing back into me so I knew she wanted me to continue. For the next few minutes I ploughed in and out, like a jackhammer, ignoring her initial cries of pain as she loosened up. Eventually she started to build to familiar moans of impending climax, but neither she nor I was stimulating her anywhere else. I continued to pound her ass, so much so that I was beginning to tire but I knew I had to keep going to reach the prize.

"Ohhhh fuuuckk, don't stop, don't stop, ohhhhh yes yes yes" Danielle demanded as she teetered on the edge of an entirely anal orgasm.

I was already cumming inside her, the sensation of her tight ass clenching down in anticipation on my throbbing cock had been too much for me. But I adjusted my feet to get a better grip and summoned my final reserves to continue pummelling her ass as long as I could stay hard. It took only a few seconds more.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Danielle yelled and she slumped forward, and her limbs jerked around.

My cock slipped out her ass and I was quick enough to catch her under her arms as she slipped down, her legs totally giving way. We both slid onto the floor, Danielle in my arms, as the water continued to spray us. Danielle's eyes had rolled back and for a few seconds she appeared possessed as she twitched and convulsed involuntarily.

I reached up and turned off the shower and sat with her for a minute.

"Are you OK?" I asked.

"That was amazing. Just amazing." She replied, trying to stand up.

I helped her up and we both stepped out of the shower, wrapping ourselves in towels. Danielle leaned against the sink for a few minutes steadying herself before sitting down on the toilet to eject my load from her ass and to pee. I enjoyed the weird intimacy of the act as she smiled back at me while doing so.

"So" Danielle announced as we began to get dressed in the bedroom "You are a pilot, are you not?"

"Yes" I replied, confused, did she not believe me?

"And pilots have uniforms, do they not?" she said, revealing where she was going with her line of questioning.

"They do" I said smiling as I pulled on my socks.

"Then explain to me why I have been here for two days and I have yet to see you in it, or remove you from it." She continued. "It's not even in there." she said gesturing to the wardrobe.

"Well I haven't really had much flying to do in the flat and, in actual fact, it is in there..." I replied "...mostly."

I retrieved from the wardrobe a plain white short sleeved shirt and black trousers and placed them on the bed.

"Well that's not a pilot's uniform!" Danielle scoffed indignantly.

"As the one qualified pilot in the room, I would disagree." I mocked.

"Where's the hat? The jacket with the gold braid? Those little things pilots have on their shoulders?" she asked.

"Epaulettes..." I replied "...wait here."

Wearing only my breifs and socks (doubtless an irrestible sight to Danielle) I picked up the shirt and trousers and also a belt, then walked out of the room and put them on in the living room. Then I went to the cupboard by the front door and retrieved a pair of black dress shoes, my jacket and hat as well as a pair of epaulettes and a tie from my crew bag. I put them all on and returned to the bedroom.

"Tada!" I announced as I entered fully dressed for work to a visibly amused Danielle.

"Now that's what I'm talking about!" she said "come here!"

Danielle took hold of my tie and pulled on it. To her surprise and confusion, it pulled right off.

"Ah... yeah we wear special ones to stop passengers strangling us when we get delayed." I said.

Danielle discarded the tie and embraced me with a passionate kiss, wrapping one of her still bear legs around me and running her hand across my chest. We made out for a minute or two, then she stepped back, still in just her underwear. I took off my hat and put it on her head. She looked cute.

"I don't suppose you're ready to go again?" she asked, hopefully.

"I think I might need a little more recovery time... it's been about 5 minutes..." I replied.

"Oh well" she said "I guess you can take it off yourself" spinning around on her heals.

Danielle tossed the hat onto the bed and returned to her suitcase and shopping bag collection to choose an outfit for the day. I returned the various components of my uniform to their places and then went back into the bedroom to change into something more relaxed. As I placed the shirt and trousers back into the wardrobe I glanced into Danielle's suitcase and realised why it was so heavy. Apart from the copious clothing, one side of the suitcase, separated by a mesh panel, was entirely full of all sorts of hardware. The things I recognised included handcuffs, paddles, clamps, rope and what looked like a butt plug with wires coming out of it. But there was additional intriguing paraphernalia including a large stainless steel hook with a bulbous end and some sort of desktop power supply with knobs on the front.

"That's quite the go-bag" I joked "no wonder your case weighed an absolute tonne!"

Danielle slammed the case shut and turned.

"That's for later!" she said suggestively "But I figured we needed to replace some of the stuff that got lost in your parent's house move"

"You're not kidding!" I replied

"Well I admit, I may have gotten a little carried away..." she said looking at the ceiling, "...upgades!"

We went out to a local cafe and enjoyed an alfresco brunch followed by some more exploration of the city. For all I'd been living here for over a year, I really hadn't explored much beyond my immediate area and a few tourist spots, so it was nice to do so with Danielle. We took note of a few things we wanted to do with the remainder of our time but by midday, sun high in the sky, we were both tired from the heat and decided to just go and pass the time in a shady spot of the park we were in. We lay down on the grass together, far from anyone else, under the shade of a large tree.

"So, Sam and Chloe" she said after a few moments of silence "tell me about them."

I was taken aback and didn't really know what she meant.

"Well... what do you want to know?" I asked, a little uncomfortably.

"You said one of them was an old flame from uni? Was it a serious thing?" Danielle replied

"Yeah... Sam... I mean no, not at all. Actually it was a one time thing. Exam stress relief I guess." I answered casually.

"Oh, ok, what about Chloe?" Danielle asked.

"Honestly... that was a one time thing too." I answered her sheepishly, a little embarrased that I had slihglty embelished the extent of my "two casual things" earlier. "We hit it off at the work Christmas party, and ended up doing it in the boardroom."

"The boardroom!!" Danielle exclaimed, giggling "well that's a story I want to hear! Tell me about this 'Chloe'..."

"Well, I dont know. She was short, blonde hair, glasses..."

"I'm not filing a police report!" Danielle interrupted... "tell me what happened, like you're telling an sex story, describe her details, what turned you on about her?"

"Oookaay" I said "I'm not much of a story teller... but I'll try".

I closed my eyes and began to think back, trying to remember the details. I vaguely remembered from my creative writing classes in school that details mattered so I paused for a moment.

"Well?" Danielle urged.

"OK, Chloe was one of the new hires, she was a bit younger than me, mid twenties I think. She was petite, ALWAYS wore an IBM hoodie, jeans and converse all-stars. Plain looking I guess, never fussed if her hair wasn't perfect. I wasn't really attracted to her at first but her first year with the company, our office AC broke down during a heatwave and she came in one day wearing just a tank top and denim shorts. I remember noticing the way those shorts hugged her cute little ass and being turned on by them. Anyway..." I laughed thinking about it "they fixed the AC that afternoon which meant she had some serious pokies going on! All the guys in the office noticed her that day too! Pretty sure she noticed them looking. She made some comment to me about feeling a chill and so I offered her my matching work hoodie from the back of my chair that I never wore."

"Aww, ever the gentleman!" Danielle replied "so how did you hook up?"

"Well, the office Christmas party was a few months later" I continued "it was a meal at a chinese nearby, then back to the office for the after-party - basically just more booze. I wasn't drinking much and I noticed Chloe wasn't either. She was wearing this sparkly, black, one shoulder mini-dress which really hugged her figure, and she was in heels with her hair tied. She must have had contacts in because she wasn't wearing her glasses either, anyway she just looked so sexy and I kept thinking about that ass underneath her dress. After dinner we ended up sitting in the office chatting and laughing about... I don't even remember what, but we just seemed to click. I guess maybe because we were the only vaguely sober people in the room but then there was this moment..."

Danielle turned onto her side and looked at me, seemingly engrossed in my story.

"We were both doubled over laughing and as we looked up our faces got pretty close. We were both kind of looked at each other and I noticed Chloe lick her lips and tuck a loose bit of her hair back behind her ear. I was thinking about leaning in and I was pretty sure she was too but then Steve crashed into the desk we were sitting at, he was totally wasted, and started talking shit to us. Chloe bailed pretty quickly and I figured that was that, but then I got a text from her..."

"What did it say?" Danielle asked with a sense of urgency...

I got my phone out of my pocket and scrolled through back through several years of conversations eventually finding the one titled "Chloe Work". Opening the messages I read the second last one out loud to Danielle: "Hey, Had to get away from the madness, I'm in the boardroom if you feel like escaping too. C. x"

"Haha! That was totally a booty call!" Danielle laughed "go Chloe!".

I smiled and continued.

"I didn't know, but I took a couple of beers and headed up to the top floor, noody else was up there. I remember going into the boardroom and Chloe was sitting in one of the seats on her phone with her heels off and she had one of her legs curled up under her. So I went in and offered her a drink. She said something casual but still like a bit of a come on, like 'glad you came'. I guess we flirted for a bit and then at one point my hand accidentally bushed against her leg. Feeling her smooth skin, it totally got my heart going. I said something like 'oh sorry' but she said that she didn't mind, next thing her foot brushes against my leg... you know like she was testing the water. So I leaned in a bit, them she leaned in a bit and then ... we kissed."

I looked over to Danielle to gauge her reaction and realised she had her hand down her shorts and her eyes were closed. She was getting herself off at my story in the middle of the park!

"Describe the kiss." she said softly.

"Chloe bit her bottom lip again as we got closer then opened her mouth a little. I put my hand on the side of her face just before our lips touched. Then I felt her tongue touching mine. She tasted nice." I embelished, I couldn't really remember but was trying to tell a good story. "I could hear her breathing as our tongues stroked. Then I ran my finger over the top of her ear slowly and she kept running her foot up and down my leg."

"Then what happened?" Danielle asked impatiently.

"Well first I put my other hand on her bare shoulder and ran it up her neck. Then I started to kiss down neck towards her chest. She was sighing and biting her bottom lip again. Then all of a sudden she pushed me away and stood up. I thought she was going to leave but she reached behind her back and I heard her dress unzip." Danielle's hand was moving more inside her shorts as talked.



"Then slipped the shoulder off and it just dropped to the floor. She wasn't wearing a bra, I guess the dress must have been padded or something, so she was just standing there in black lace panties, with her little breasts out. She was like a teenager, flat breasts just barely protruding from her chest. But she had these little puffy areola that were pink and her nipples really stuck out. I don't know why, but they were just irresistable to me for some reason, maybe 'cause they were so different to yours and Sam's? Anyway I stood up and walked over to her and just started to lick her nipples. I put my hands inside her panties and squeezed her little ass cheeks. They basically fitted right in each hand. I think she was a bit startled initially, but then I felt her reach down and undo my belt and trousers. Then she started pulling them down along with my briefs but her arms weren't long enough to get them down fully, so I had to stand up. I had a boner, obviously, and it brushed up her leg."

"mmmmm" Danielle moaned "what did her nipples feel like in your mouth?"

"The were really stiff, but she had these soft puffy areola, I really enjoyed licking them and flicking my tongue over them. I could hear her heart beating in her chest as I sucked on them, and she let out these little moans of excitement. After a little while she knelt down on front of me. She was looking at my cock for a bit, like she was nervous, then she took it in her hand and just started licking the tip with her tongue like a lollipop. After a bit she put it inside her mouth and started to move her lips back and forth over my bell end. I was running my hands through her hair as she sucked me off. Sometimes she would stop and just stroke it, she even put my balls in her mouth and licking them. Eventually I just wanted to be in her, so I pulled her to her feet steered her toward the table. She leaned on the edge and I pulled her panties down, chucking them onto the seat next to me."

"What was her pussy like?" Danielle asked as her hand oscillated within her shorts.

There was movement in my own shorts too, the memory of Chloe combined with knowing Danielle was masturbating next to me in a public park as I told the story had started to cause some obvious tenting. I adjusted myself to try and make it less obvious to anyone who would pass by, but it may have been futile.

"It was so wet, her panties were too and I could see it shimmering on her skin. She was smooth too, like not a hair in sight. Between that and her flat chest she barely seemed legal, honestly that was a bit of a turn on, like it was forbidden fruit or something. She had a tiny little pussy but her inner lips stuck out. I helped her get onto the edge of the table and just brushed my cock up and down her pussy to spread her lips, before I slid it inside her." I recounted all the details I could to Danielle.

"How did it feel" she asked, "sliding in for the first time?"

"She was so tight and she struggled to take me fully. But she said it was OK and just to keep going. I tried to go gently as I knew it was a bit of a struggle for her, but it had been a long time since... well you know. Anyway it wasn't long before she said she was getting really close so I just went for it, thrusting in as deep into her as she could take, it made her squeel each time!"

"Did you cum inside her?" Danielle asked, now massaging her breast through her top.

"No, she told me to cum on her ass. So when she tilted her head back and began to shake and I knew she was cumming, that's when I pulled out. It was touch and go, I was really close too cause of how tight she was. Then I rolled her over and blew my load onto her ass cheeks. I wiped off on her crack. I actually really wanted to finger her asshole but I didn't know how she'd feel so I reached down between her legs and just felt her pussy instead, it totally made her twitch..."

"Ahhhhhh" Danielle sighed under her breath as her own, supressed orgasm came upon her, right there in the park, fantasising about me fucking another girl. I felt the frustration of my unsatisfied erection but knew there was nothing to do in so public a setting, so I continued the story

"... then we heard these voices in the corridor. Chloe totally freaked, she grabbed her dress and shoes and bolted out the other door towards the toilets - she still had my cum on her ass and running down her thighs" I laughed as I thought about it. "I pulled my trousers up and was about to leave when I noticed her panties were still on the seat, so I grabbed them, shoved them in my pocket and waited. She didn't come back so eventually I just went back to the party."

"Then what happened?" Danielle asked disappointed at the abrupt end to my story.

"Nothing really. I didn't see Chloe again that evening. I texted her to make sure she was OK. She didn't reply until the next morning." I answered.

"What did she say?" Danielle asked, now on her front, leaning on her elbows, chin resting on her hands. (Giving me an excellent view down her blouse.)

I retrieved my phone again and read out the final text message ever receieved from "Chloe Work".

"Hey, all good. About last night, sorry I ran, no regrets but think we should keep things uncomplicated at work? Hope we can still be friends."

"Ahh the old lets be friends routine" Danielle teased.

"Well it was probably for the best, I was technically her senior, so HR would not have been impressed." I replied.

"Did you give her her panties back?" she asked "or keep them as a trophy?"

I considered my response a fraction too long and Danielle roared with laughter.

"You kept them! Soooo predictable." she mocked.

"Well giving them back would have been more awkward and she didn't even ask about them or know I had them." I tried to defend myself.

"And do you still have them?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

I smiled and she had her answer. She slapped my chest playfully.

"Creep!" she joked "You can show me them later."

Danielle wasn't joking. When we got home later she insisted I show her Chloe's panties. I retrieved them from the back of a drawer and we sat down on the bed as she examined the memento. The gusset was still slightly stained with Chloe's aroused secretions. Danielle held the panties to her face and inhaled deeply, then she reached into my shorts and exposed my cock, beginning to stroke it slowly as she held the panties up to my own face. I sniffed them, they still smelled like Chloe did that night. My erectioon intensified as I thought back to the boardroom while Danielle stroked it.

"Imagine you're fucking her again" Danielle whispered, bending over to take my cock in her warm mouth, licking her tongue over my exposed glans as she pulled my foreskin back.

Danielle continued to blow me silently, ocassionally stopping to take my balls in her mouth and lick them while stroking my shaft, just as I had told her Chloe did. I closed my eyes and imagined that evening, sniffing the panties again, i visualised Chloe's exposed little breasts and errect puffy teats. I remembered the sounds of her squeels as I ploughed her tiny, tight pussy, now simulated by Danielle's firm grip and saliva filled mouth.

"Oh fuck Chloe" I said forgetting myself completely...

Danielle continued to stroke my throbbing rod as she responded.

"You can come inside me tonight" she said softly. It was Danielle speaking but it was Chloe's voice I heard as she held the panties to my face and I breathed deeply

I felt my cock once again pounding Chloe's pussy, faster and faster as she squeeled and told me how close she was, begging me not to stop. Then as I began my release deep inside her, I saw her shaking on the boardroom table in simultaneous climax!

I opened my eyes and Danielle sat up, smiling as she showed me her semen-filled mouth. She swallowed it down and smiled again, dabbing her lips with Chloe's panties before folding them neatly and returning them.

"Thanks for sharing" she said "I'm glad it didn't work out between you and Chloe though."

"Me too" I replied.

Chapter Six - The Danielle Departure

We spent the next couple of days doing relatively unexceptional couples stuff, ticking a few things off the mental list we had made. Wandering along the banks of the Danube enjoying the sunshine, relaxing in parks and eating ice cream - not off one another's bodies this time! One afternoon we went to the Szechenyi Baths to cool off. It is a large historic bath with natural hot springs and a number of pools - although we were only interested in the coolest one. A long outdoor pool that seemed unusually quiet when we arrived about midday, I guess it was a working day for most people. After changing into our swimming things I met Danielle back outside by the pool.

I hadn't seen Danielle's swimwear beforehand, having never had need of it on our trip to the beach! So I was excited to see her in it and she didn't disappoint. Danielle emerged wearing a pure white bikini. The bottoms were high riding, sitting over her hips revealing the entirity of her legs as they met her torso, covering only the minimum area inbetween. The rear was similarly revealing of her glutes. Her triangle bikini top matched and only partially enclosed her breasts, leaving plenty on display. I decided to make my way into the pool before causing myself any embarrassment on account of the stunning figure approaching.

We horsed around in the pool for a bit, just enjoying the 10 degree discrepancy between air and water temperature, swimming around trying to pull one another under and splashing. The other people in the pool occasionally staring at us disapprovingly, unimpressed by our noisy, childish behaviour. Eventually the few remaining people left and we were alone in the pool. I remembered Danielle had enjoyed swimming at school, it was the only PE lesson she wasn't "on her period" for. I was the opposite, having a slight fear of being underwater at the time, so I had an idea for a bit of a hustle.

"How about a race?" I asked her "one length"

"OK..." she replied "... but what are the stakes?"

"I was going to keep it friendly" I said trying not to arouse suspicion.

"Cause you know you'll loose!" she goaded.

"Fine, last one at the other end has to swim the return length starkers."

Danielle looked suspicious but was clearly unable to back down. She knew I had struggled at swimming in school so was pretty confident.

"OK, count of three" she replied.

"One... two..." I paused looking at her "three!"

Danielle set off doing a fairly effective breaststroke, but what she didn't know was that I had upped my swimming game since high school. Pilot training involves lots of testing, most people stressed about the license skills tests, the sim check to get a job and the 6 monthly recurrents to keep it... but I stressed about SEP. Safety and emergency procedures, one aspect of which involved jumping into a swimming pool to simulate a water evacuation. I therefore had to get over my distaste for deep water and learn to swim. So I took lessons and as it turned out, I got quite good at the front crawl... which is way faster than the breaststroke. I easily kept pace with Danielle and then overtook her, touching the other end of the pool a good few seconds before her.

"I got played!" she yelled.

"Like an old piano." I joked... "well... you've got another length to do."

If Danielle had been the least bit uncomfortable with it, I wouldn't have made her do it, but I knew how much it would turn her on to be naked in the pool. After looking around, and while keeping her neck below the water line, she removed her bikini bottoms and handed them to me, followed by her top. Then she set off back towards the other end of the empty pool. I followed after her enjoyng the show. When we reached our starting point again she had another quick look around, then wrapped her arms and legs around me. With the extra bouyancy it was easy to support her by grabbing her ass as I walked over the side of the pool keeping her back to the edge. With me in front of her it would be hard for anyone passing by to tell she wasn't wearing anything. Her breasts pressed against my chest and my cock began to grow in my trunks as Danielle and I made out in the sunshine. With her legs gripping my torso and her back supported against the side of the pool I spread her cheeks stroked her ass hole causing her to giggle. Then Danielle relaxed her grip and stood on the floor. She took a deep breath and disappeared below the surface. I felt her hands slip into my waistband and pull my trunks down. I looked around again to see if anyone was in view but the coast was clear. Next I felt her mouth wrap around my cock as she started to suck me off under water for a few seconds, before sufacing again for air. She jumped up wrapping her arms and legs around me as my cock pressed up against her pussy, temptingly close to entering her. She adjusted her position, propping herself against the pool wall once more and lowered herself down. She was leaning back slightly and her breasts were visible but she didn't care. She bounced up and down on me, splashing a little in the process, then we heard voices approaching. I looked past her head and saw a man and woman coming from changing rooms.

"Someone's coming!" I said with a degree of urgency

"Huh? Shit!" she replied with a jump.

In her haste to unimpale herself, Danielle lost her grip slightly and slid off me and the pool wall, her head momentarily disappearing below the water. She emerged with a splash, coughing and spluttering from the water that had gone into her mouth and up her nose. I quickly pulled up my trunks thrusting her bikini into her hands and she tried to recover and hurredly pull them on again. I started to laugh but Danielle was still fantically trying to tuck her breasts back into her bikini top. She managed to regain her composure just as the couple descended the steps into the pool. My laughter was not appreciated and I recieved a left hook to the arm and a glare! I was a little surprised given how into the pizza dare she was, but then I remembered she hadn't really intended to show the guy that much... nor had she on any of her previous escapades. I guess despite the fantasy of being watched she wasn't quite so care free about exhibitionism as she might otherwise have suggested.

We didn't stick around too much longer - just enough to let my boner subside - then headed back to the appartment for straight-forward sex with significantly less jeopardy involved. For all our crazy times together, there was something really relaxing about just making love to Danielle on my bed, then laying together under the sheets talking, like we used to do when we were younger.

"It's like being back together 20 years ago at Kara's place, that first time I held your hand" I reminisced.

Danielle smiled and layed her head on my shoulder.

"I really don't want to go." She said "but I do need to call Kara and let her know what time I'll be back tomorrow."

"Sure" I replied as Danielle slipped out of the bed and grabbed her phone from the night stand, walking toward the living room naked. "it's the last flight, it lands about five thirty I think".

I watched her ass wiggle as she walked out the door then reached over and grabbed my phone. I checked the flight details in the airline app and swiped back to messaging, pasting the details: "Heathrow 5:30pm T5 (BAW871)" and hitting send. It took me about 10 seconds and about 5 seconds after that I realised what I had done. The last conversation I had looked at on my phone was, unusually, not Danielle. I had sent the flight details to none other that Chloe, my one night stand of years ago. Fuck.

I watched the screen for a moment. Delivered. Read. The three dots appeared indicating she was typing. This was going to be an awkward message. The old "sorry I didn't mean to send that to you" excuse would hardly be believed. I watched for several minutes, the dots appeared, then disappeared a few times. Was she trying to work out what to say? Eventually I realised she had decided not to bother replying - maybe she guessed it either was for someone else, or thought it wasn't but had no intention of taking the bait. After about 10 minutes, I figured I was off the hook.

I walked into the living room. Danielle was on the couch talking to Kara on FaceTime. She panned the camera over to me, also still unclothed and there was a wolf whistle.

"Hi Kara!" I shouted as I made my way to the kitchen holding onto my phone just incase there should come a reply.

I heard bits of Danielle's conversation with Kara, who laughed particularly hard as Danielle recounted the story of the pizza dare gone wrong and our antics in the pool earlier in the day. Eventually Danielle said goodbye and ended her call. I told her what had happened and we both watched my phone for a few minutes to see if there was any sign of typing. After an hour, with no response we had both forgotten about it and moved onto an evening of food and Netflix. It seemed I had gotten away with it.

As the final day of Danielle's visit dawned, I awoke impatient to play with the toys Danielle had brought with her. She would be heading to the airport in the afternoon and I wasn't sure we'd have time to fully utilise all the stuff I'd lugged up the stairs in her suitcase. I had that feeling you get as a kid at Christmas at 5am, when your parents are sleeping and you know you can't wake them up just yet to open your presents. This time it was Danielle who was sleeping and I daren't wake her up - I might never get to open my presents! I lay in bed for an hour next to her, morning wood out in full force, but I was determined to save myself for our final day and resolved not to beat one off. I watched her laying peacefully next to me and I wished she could stay there, but I knew she had to go home later in the day. She had a business to run and I had to go back to work as well. I got up and had a shower, when I came back Danielle's eyes were open and she was looking at me with a glint smile.

"Morning" I said in my quiet voice, "sorry if the shower woke you up."

"It's OK" she replied "I wanted to make the most of the last day anyway."

"And how do you think we should do that?" I asked hopefully, climbing back into the bed with her and stroking her naked body softly.

"I want you to take me like you did in the old days, no limits..." she said "...that's why I brought all those things. I trust you."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean, my body is yours, do anything you want, you are in control." Danielle said, looking into my eyes "Make me feel like I did the first time you tied me up. Totally out of control but totally safe."



I got up and walked over to her suitcase and opened it. I unzipped the mesh partition and assessed the contents in detail, considering how I would use the extensive collection of toys to achieve her request. I started to remove items from the case showing them to her and placing them on the dresser, some of them I wasn't even sure how to use. Each item I took out seemed to build the expression of excitement on Danielle's face. When the case was empty I picked up two items from the dresser again and walked towards her with them.

I decided to start simple, in my hand were two metal clamps which could be tightened by turning a screw. In my other hand, was the long wooden paddle, shaped sort of like a miniature cricket bat. Danielle had sat up a little, still under the bedsheet. I sat down next to her on the edge of the bed and pulled the sheet down slightly, baring her breasts. Her nipples were still relatively soft. I flicked them in turn with my finger like flicking a marble. I watched as they slowly began to swell and stick out. When they were sufficiently errect I took hold of them and pulled on them. Danielle let out little squeel as the pain excited her. Then I placed the cold metal clamp on her first nipple. Danielle recoiled from the cold sensation. I took hold of her nipple again and yanked it towards me.

"Aahhh" Danielle called out as I pulled her body towards me by a single nipple.

I repositioned the clamp and began to tighten it on her. I watched as her red nipple was compressed by the clamp and continued until Danielle let out a moan of discomfort. Then I let go of the clamp. It swung down, the cold metal landing on her warm breast, it's not insignificant weight pulling down on her now sensitised teat and Danielle yelped in pain and then giggled. I took hold of her other nipple and repeated the process. With both breasts clamped, I tugged a little on each to ensure they were secure and this caused another groan of pain at the additional load.

"Lay down over my lap" I instructed her.

Danielle manoeuvred herself carefully, trying to avoid jostling the clamps as they swayed on her sore nipples. As she positioned her body over my legs, the clamps swung free away from her chest, gravity pulling them towards the floor. The free hanging weight pulled down on her breasts and I reached underneath to swing the clamps back and forth like pendulums. Danielle moaned in discomfort as her breasts were pulled from side to side.

I began to stroke her ass gently with my hand. Feeling between her legs to see if she was getting in the mood yet. She was already quite damp. Danielle knew what was coming next. I picked up the paddle and began to tap it against her buttocks, gently at first but varying pace and force until they began to redden, and I could feel the warmth coming off them. Danielle endured stoically though, saying little as I upped the frequency of my paddling. I decided to take it up a notch. I paused for a minute, giving further impetus to the swinging nipple clamps, before raising the paddle above her derrier and swinging it down with a loud thwack

"AArrrgghhhh" Danielle let out a loud scream as the pain coursed through her already raw cheeks, followed by additional sobs as she tried to manage the pain in the absence of any pleasure to compensate.

I put the paddle down and again reached between her legs, tickling her lubricated labia with my forefinger to some sighs of relief and pleasure. With my free hand I parted her crack and spat a glob of saliva between each cheek, watching it run down the trench and pool over her closed sphincter. I pressed down with the thumb of the same hand that was teasing her lips, pushing it into her rectum, to further moans of delight. As she enjoyed the stimulation of my left hand, I reached down to her breasts with my right and tugged hard on the nipple clamps yanking them off her. Danielle yelled in excruciating pain as the clamps were torn off her throbbing nipples. I took hold of each breast in turn, gently massaging them while continuing to thumb her asshole and stroke her labia. As the stinging began to subside, louder noises of pleasure began to come from her, but it was far too early for that. I stopped my fingering and pulled my wet hand out from between her legs, wiping it on her hair.

"Stand up" I instructed.

She did so, getting to her feet and standing up straight before me, folding her arms behind her back like a good little sub. I picked up the fallen nipple clamps and paddle and returned them to the dresser. Next I picked up the large metal hook and length of rope and walked over to the bedroom door, closing it. There was a dressing gown hanging from a coat hook on the back of the door which i picked up and tossed onto the bed.

"Come to me" I said.

Danielle walked calmly over to me. The light shining through the window caught her breasts and I noticed how red her tortured nipples were.

"Turn around" I commanded her.

She turned her back to me and I pushed on her shoulders causing her to bend forward slightly. Then I knelt down and once more spread her ass, holding it apart between my thumb and forefinger. I lined up the bulbous end of the metal hook and pressed it into her saliva covered oriface. I had to use a lot of force to get the wide part of the hook to pass through her asshole. As I forced it inside her Danielle exhaled in discomfort while her sphincter stretched wide to accomodate the large, cold, steel object. Once the bulb had passed through, the rest of the hook glid more easily inside her until I felt further resistance. I stopped at that point fearing it might do her some internal damage. The other end of the hook had a large eye, through which I could pass the rope. I left it dangling for a moment then returned to the dresser to collect one of the two pairs of handcuffs Danielle had supplied. I cuffed Danielles hands on front of her stomach, then pushed her back towards the door. I tied the rope around the coat hook in such a way that I could tension it easily.

"Stand on your tip toes" I said to her. Danielle obediently stood up on her toes, now eye level with me. Her calves tensed and her legs, completely exposed from foot to pelvis, looked incredible. I pulled on the rope to tension it at her new height and tied it off so that it couldn't slacken.

"What a predicament!" I teased and just stood for a moment to watch her.

As the burning in her calves began to set in and she tired, her body began to slump, this in turn caused her weight to transfer onto the tensioned hook, streching her ass painfully, forcing her to try and stand tall again. It was funny to watch her caught between a rock and hard place. But it was time to up the ante. I left her there, moaning in discomfort unable to find relief from one pain source without increasing the other. I picked up another item, a plastic wand, about a foot long. One end was black with what I figured was a battery compartment. The other end was red, with two small copper electrodes protruding from it. As I turned to walk toward her Danielles's eyes widened.

"I think I know what this does" I taunted her "but I'm not one hundred percent sure, so we better check."

As I moved the top toward her belly, Danielle adjusted her position desperately trying to get away. This of course caused the anal hook to pull back, startling her and forcing her to swing back to her original position, right into contact with the tip of the wand I was theatening her with. There was a loud clack as the device shocked her. Danielle yelped in pain and lost her footing, her full weight momentarily suspended on her ass hook causing a further cry as she staggered back onto her tip toes and recovered equilibrium.

I waved the wand before her face, moving it down almost touching her breast but continuing down to her pussy. I paused there, holding it close to her neat little slit considering what the effect on her clit might be... before making contact with her right inside thigh. Another clack sound reverberated around the room and Danielle squeeled in pain but managed to keep on her tip toes. I continued to play with her in this state. I actually didn't use the zapper that many times on her... the fear on her face as I moved it within a hairs breadth of sensitive parts of her anatomy turned me on. Before finishing with it entirely though, I held it up, just below one of her erect nipples and waited for her to become unbalanced. On the next wobble her chest tipped forward a little and her already sore teat got a zap of electricity. Danielle cried out and began to sob again. Time for some pleasure.

I put the wand down on the dresser and returned to her.

"Do you need some support?" I asked her.

"Yes sir" she replied, her legs now shaking.

To put my hand around my swollen cock and began to masturbate on front of her. I spat on my hand and lubricated my bell end, then ran it along her slit, back and forth over her clit and between her labia.

"Do you want me inside you?" I asked.

"Yes, sir" Danielle replied.

"Yes, what?" I asked, stepping back continuing to stroke my cock.

"Yes, please, may I have your cock inside me" she asked.

I stepped forward and lined my cock up with her wet vagina, then pushed it inside her. As I thrust up, I took up some of the strain on her toes and relieved the tension on the hook filling her ass. Danielle panted in a combination of pleasure and relief. But it was short lived. No sooner had I thrust inside her warm tight pussy then I withdrew, her weight again taken up by either her impaled anus or her exhausted legs and toes and she groaned in pain. I thrust in again, another sigh of relief. Then withdraw to another cry of pain. I continued to fuck her like this for several minutes, until I got the point when I thought i was risking cumming too soon. Danille was now in full blown tears.

"Are you OK?" I asked, breaking character for a moment.

She continued to weep but nodded her head. At this point I had compassion on her and decided it was time to mix things up. I undid the knot at the top of the rope releasing the tension significantly enabling Danielle to fall back onto her heels, somewhat slumped against the door. I removed the rope connecting her to the door, then instucted her to bend over so I could withdraw the steel from her ass. Sliding it out easily until the enlarged end once more had to pass through her anus. I put my arms around her stomach to brace her and without warning yanked it out to a another cry of pain. Like ripping off a bandaid I figured. Danielle's asshole was red and stretched open, it didn't immediately contract.

"You've been a good slave, go and lie on the bed and relax" I said to her.

She did exactly as told while I returned to the dresser to prepare the next round. I picked up the second set of handcuffs and the keys, and walked over to Danielle. Undoing the cuffs still binding her hands, I instructed her to move into the middle of the bed. I splayed her legs apart then put one set of cuffs around each of her ankles. Then I spread her legs as far as possible and connected the other end of each cuff to one of the vertical bars making up the wooden bed end. She was now unable to close her legs. I walked out of the room leaving her there.

When I returned I had retrieved an electrical extension lead as well as a couple of EU to UK plug adaptors from my flight bag. I set up the extension lead on the bed, plugging it into an outlet by the night stand, then using the adaptors I powered both the Hitachi 'back massager' that I was familiar with from our times at Kara's and the large power supply, the purpose of which I had now summmised. With prep done, I began play with Danielle's pussy, gently, teasing her labia and occassionally licking her clit. I wanted her to get a mix of pain and pleasure so I took time to tend to her needs. After what I considered to be sufficient relaxation time, retrieved the butt plug I had observed earlier in her case, now knowing where the wires went. I licked my fingers and felt between her cheeks which where pressed down on the bed, locating her barely recovered asshole in order to slide in the butt plug. Danielle screwed her face up as the device once more stretched her raw sphincter and the cold metalic strips on each side of it made contact with her warm internals. I attached the trailing leads to the power suppy and studied the front panel. As far as I could make out, the three dials represented amplitude, frequency and waveform shape - a bit like a synthesiser. I turned the amplitude down to zero and flipped the power switch turning the device on. I set the frequency about half way, and the wave form to a sine wave. Then I began to slowly increase the amplitude.

The electricity began to oscillate through Danielle's ass and she began to giggle initially as the waves of stimulation rose and fell. I continued to increase the amplitude and her giggles turned into groans as the sensation became more painful. I tried to find the sweet spot... "pleasure-pain" Danielle called it. Then I began to increase the frequency and Danielle began to breath more rapidly.

"Ahhh" she called out as the frequency increased.

I turned on the Hitachi and placed it on her pussy lips, making contact slightly with the base of the butt plug causing it to vibrate as well.

"Ooooh fuck!" Danielle cried as the unusual sensations combined. Her clit feeling the indirect stimulations of the Hitachi aginst the adjacent structures of her vulva, the vibrations carried directly into her ass by the butt plug and the addition of the electrical shocks coursing through her rectum at high frequency.

"Do you like that?" I asked

She nodded her head rapidly, which was my cue to change things up. I flicked the dial controlling the waveform from a gentle sine to a more agressive square wave. The shocks no longer ramped up and back down gently but simply turn on and off from full intensity to nothing and back again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah" Danielle called out as each full shock fired through her ass. I turned the frequency down a little "ah... ah... ah... ah..."

"Staying Alive! Staying Alive!" I sang, amusing myself if not Danielle.

I turned the frequency up again and also the amplitude.

"Arggghhhh" Danielle called out as the pain ramped up significantly.

At this point I moved the hitachi away and parted her labia with my forefinger and ring finger exposing her clit partially. Using my middle finger quite adeptly, I applied pressure to her clitoral hood, retracting it to fully expose her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi back in place.

"ooooooohhhhh fuuuucckkkkk" Danielle cried as the vibrations shocked her unprotected clit. She wriggled around trying to move her clit out of the way or close her legs but she couldn't due to the cuffs around her ankles. Eventually she began to grow acustomed to the direct stimulation of her most sensitive area and she stopped trying to escape.

"Oh I'm gonna cum" she said as I continued to press the Hitachi hard into her vulva.

"Not yet" I said, turning up the amplitude of the shocks.

"Aaahaha" Danielle cried as the electricity pulsed through her with even greater intensity.

"Please... pleaaaassssee... it's took much, I can't take it anymore!" Danielle begged.

I leaned over her body and whispered into her ear "You can cum.'

Danielle closed her mouth and every muscle in her frame appeared to be under tension. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets and her fists clenched hard. I took hold of one of her nipples, twisting and pulling it hard as i pressed down on the hitatchi head, forcing it up towards her public mound. Then it happened. Danielle actually screamed. The sort of scream in a movie where someone comes accross a dead body. It pierced through the quiet of the morning and I'm sure woke anyone who may have been sleeping in neighbouring appartments. She had totally let go. No longer suppressing her feelings and sensations. Her entire body shook back and forth and squirt gushed onto my hand in a length stream, I wasn't sure if she was actually urinating. Then silence. She stopped moving. Her body was limp. I was still vibrating her pussy and the electricity was still pulsing through her ass, in fact only her ass was twitching slightly. I quickly dropped the Hitatchi and turned off the electricy.

"Danielle!!" I shouted and tapped her face "are you ok? say something!"

I listened to her chest and her heart was still beating rapidly - I had not given her a heart attack thankfully. Probably only a couple of seconds passed but it felt like an eternity. Then she opened her eyes and looked at me.

"Hi" she said, in an almost zen like state.

"Are you OK? You passed out!" I asked still pretty concerned

"Did I? I'm" she nodded her head slowly, a little dazed "I'm... good." she smiled. "That was... intense."

"No shit!" I said, kissing her. I went to release the cuffs around her ankles and she looked down at the large wet patch on the bed.

"Umm... did I pee the bed?" Danielle asked sheepishly, with a little blush.

I wiped my finger across the wet sheets and held it to my nose.

"Nope" I replied smiling.

"Ho-lee shit!" she bit her lower lip then laughed "I've never... 'released' that much" she said.

"You were quite the little squirt fountain" I said.

I took hold of the base of the butt plug and pulled it gently out of her.

"The electricity was... i've never felt anything like that before... the way it combined with the vibrations." she gushed.

"Are you going to get fed up with a plain old cock?" I asked.

"Don't say that!" she replied "you're not old!"

"Very drole" I replied as she chuckled away to herself. I started unplug the gadgets and pack away all the toys back into her case.

"Speaking of which" she said, "I have something for you. It's in the little pouch in the side of my case."

I unzipped the pouch and fished around retrieving a small black ring box. I was confused... was she going to propose!? I opened the box and inside was a large silicone ring which bulged at the top.

"It's a cock ring!" Danielle excitedly announced what I'd already guessed.

I took it over to her and she took it out the box. Then she took hold of my now flaccid dick and slipped the ring over it, positioning it all the way towards the base. She twisted it around so that the largest part rested against my scrotum, then she started to suck me off. As I started to harden and my shaft swelled, the ring tightened it's grip, no longer able to slide off. Danielle was cupping my balls in one hand, while stroking my shaft with the other. I loved the familiar feeling of my head in her warm, wet mouth, as her tongue danced over my glans and pee hole. She let go of my shaft and started to take me fully into her mouth. At full travel, my bell end began to be constricted as it passed into Danielle's throat. It felt like fucking her. She gagged as she deep throated me, spitting mucus onto my rigid member, which enabled it to slide all the more easily down the back of her mouth into her throat. She looked up at me each time, trying to hold it inside her for longer, knowing how good it felt to me. I placed my hands in the back of her head and she nodded, silently relinquishing control to me one more time. As my cock slid inside her the next time, I held her over it. As she gagged and tried to pull back, I stopped her, holding her head in place as she tried to break free. I only held her for a second or so longer before i pulled out. Finally able to draw a breath, Danielle inhaled then coughed up more flegme, spitting it over my shaft as tears ran down her face. I gave her a few seconds to compose herself, then I pulled her head back towards me, pressing my cock deep down her gullet again. At that moment she turned on the cock ring and i began to feel vibrations pulsing down my shaft and through my balls. I thrust in and out of her mouth faster and faster, enjoying this new sensation, while Danielle choked on my manhood. Her eyes were red and they watered, running down her cheeks. Drool dripped off her chin as I fucked her face and felt my orgasm approach. I knew how unpleasant this was for her, but she wanted to do it for me and that turned me on even more. I was teetering on the brink, but knew how i wanted to finish.

"Lay down" I told her.

Danielle lay back on the bed and i lay down on top of her, sliding my cock inside her still slick pussy in a single quick motion. The vibrations pulsed through us both now, the cock ring pressed against Danielle's perinium. I came almost immediately, unable to hold back any longer. I unloaded deep inside her through multiple spasms that the vibrations seemed to initiate. Finally I felt as though I had emptied my balls fully and I reached down to turn off the cock ring. I kissed Danielle's salty tear and saliva covered face.

"Thank you" I whispered "that was unforgettable, I know it was hard on you."

"I love you. I'll do anything to make you happy." she said, for the first time, in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"I love you too." I replied, also for the first time. "Coca-cola?"

We lay together for a while longer, touching and caressing each other intimately. I pulled out of her and headed to the bathroom to wash up.

"Pass me a pair of undies" Danielle requested.

"You don't want to wash up first?" I asked.

"No, I want to take a part of you with me" she replied, winking.

I passed her a pair of her panties and she pulled them on over her squirt covered, cum filled pussy. She then packed her case up and put on a pair of black leggings with a ribbed white tank top. She had decided to travel 'in comfort' so had elected to forego any bra. The tank top hugged her breasts skin-tight and exposed her belly. She pulled on the red hoody she had bought and zipped it up into a v-neck to afford a degree of modesty.

We spent what remained of the morning just making out on the sofa. After lunch, we packed her suitcase into my car and made the trip back to the airport. We were both sad that our time together was over so quickly, but our last few hours together had been incredible, like those early days in our teenage years, I couldn't wait to see her again! We agreed I would come to visit her next time and I said I'd send my roster on so we could co-ordinate the best time.

After depositing Danielle's heavy suitcase with the check-in staff, I went with her as far as I could up to security, where we embraced one last time and said our goodbyes. (I had thought about putting my uniform on to pass through the crew lane and see her to the gate but I figured that sort of thing probably got people fired and I was rather keen on staying employed.)

Danielle waved a final goodbye as she passed behind a partition and I turned back towards the car-park. I chuckled, suddenly having a thought that the security staff would probably ask her to take off her hoodie. Those guys were in for a treat! Right enough, as I got into the car my phone pinged with a message from Danielle.

"Had to take my hoodie off at security! Can't wait to see you again. xx"

Epilogue - The Chloe Confession

Touching down back in London, I day dreamed about our time together in Budapest. It had been everything I had hpoed for and more, but now the sad reality of normality hitting was home. It was grey and drizzly - typical British summer weather - and a bit of a metaphor for my change in mood. It would be several weeks at least before our calendars lined up and we could spend some time together again. Sure we had FaceTime but after the last few days I didn't know how I was going to survive like that. I foresaw a serious amount of playing with myself in the days ahead... I should really allow some time for that in my schedule I thought to myself. Also, why didn't we make another video? Seriously? I should have thought of that!

Standing in the snaking line for passport control, listening to the repeated swooshing noise of the passport e-gates opening and closing, I looked around the room. My eyes caught those of a guy standing in the queue ahead of me. He instantly averted his gaze to the ceiling, making it very obvious he'd been staring at me. I looked down and noticed my zipper had unzipped a bit. My chest was a little more exposed than it had been last I checked. I scanned the room again pretending to ignore the guy as the line moved forward. As we walked past one another on either side of the barrier, his head turned. He was totally checking out my ass! I knew I was supposed to be aghast at being sp objectified, but honestly I just liked it when people checked me out, it turned me on. I decided to have some fun with him. As we continued to snake round in the queue, the next time we turned the corner and were facing each other, I pulled my zipper down completely and pulled at my top as though I was feeling the heat. My hoodie fell open exposing my belly and fairly tight top. It was actually significantly cooler in London than it had been in Budapest so although I hadn't thought about it beforehand, my nips were protruding quite noticeably. The guy couldn't help himself, his eyes focussed on my chest as I walked down the line towards him, glancing around making sure not to look directly at him. As we approached one other again it looked like he was just going to motorboat me on the way past, he just stared, mouth open, at my boobs like a zombie! For one final trick, I took hold of my leggings and pulled them up a bit at the front. I felt the seem line cut between my legs and was pretty confident I had a good camel-toe going on. His eye line suggested the same as it drifted down from my breasts to my crotch. So easy! Eventually he got to the barrier and proceeded through, never to be seen again. But it had passed the time. I zipped up my hoodie again and a few minutes later it was my turn. I exited to baggage reclaim to pick up my case while praying no customs people who would want to rifle through my very personal posessions today!

The gods were in my favour and I breezed through to exit into the arrivals hall. It was pretty busy as I walked out and looked down the line for a surprise pickup from Kara, but there was no sign. I didn't really think she would, I had told her I'd make my own way home and she hadn't protested in the slightest. As I walked the gauntlet of private hire drivers holding signs and children & lovers looking expectantly for thir eagerly awaited reunion, my eye was drawn to a girl standing on her own looking towards the exit I had just emerged from. She was short, had blonde hair and glasses and was wearing jeans, a pair of converse and a hoodie. As I got closer I could see her hoodie had an IBM logo on it. There was no way this could be a coincidence!

"Hi" I said as I walked up to her, startling her a little "is your name Chloe by any chance?"

"Yeah... sorry... do I know you?" she replied, confused, while continue to look past me towards the arrivals door.

"No, but we have a mutual friend" I replied "and if that's why you're here... well he's not coming."

This got Chloe's attention and she turned and look straight at me, trying to work out what was going on. I introduced myself and explained the mix-up with the text message meant for me. Although clearly a little embarrassed, she actually seemed a bit relieved when I told her it was just me on the flight. She thanked me then turned to leave, but I reached out and grabbed her arm in what was, on reflection, a slightly stalker-ish move.

"Wait...", I said "...can I ask you why you came?"

I didn't think after so many years she was here to confess her undying love for the former co-worker she jilted. I had a suspicion what was really going on but I wasn't certain yet. She looked at me and tried to work me out. How much did I know? Had I not assumed it was because she always regretted her decision and wanted another chance? Was I mocking her?

"It doesn't matter, good night." she said, attempting to get away, but I held onto her arm (I had definitely crossed the line into crazy town at that stage but in for a penny...)

"Can I buy you a coffee?" I asked looking into her eyes and smiling at her. She looked both intrigued and almost a little excited at the idea. My theory had legs, figuratively speaking.

Chloe was like one of those characters you see in movies, who at the start are made up to look a bit plain or nerdy, as though they're not attractive when objectively they still totally are. Then at some point into the film they get a makeover which makes them obviously hot from that point on. Chloe was pre-makeover, her thick glasses made her eyes seem larger, and her hair was a bit untidy. Her one-size-fits-all hoodie obscured her figure almost entirely, with the exception of her butt. Her butt, true to the tale, was exceptional. Her jeans were tight and fitted snugly around it. Chloe was objectively hot. I guess either she didn't know it or she just didn't feel the need to impress anyone.

"OK" she replied tucking a wayward strand of hair behind her ear nervously.

We headed over to a coffee stand in the terminal and after placing an order, sat down at one of the tables. There was nobody else there and the guy behind the bar was cleaning up for the night.

"I actually know about the Christmas Party" I said, deciding to just put it out there and see what sort of reaction I got.

Chloe blushed and looked at the table.

"I guess you guys are pretty close then?" she asked.

"Yeah" I replied.

"I didn't come here because I wanted to get together or anything like that!" Chloe said still looking down, "when I got the text... I guess I just always felt a bit guilty about how I acted... I wanted to explain."

The barista arrived at the table with two cups and checked who's was who's. Chloe rolled up her sleeves and wrapped her hands around her cup. The terminal was quite warm and the hot coffee contributed to my feeling fairly toasty so I had to unzip my hoodie again.

"Yeah I wondered if you might have something you wanted to get off your chest." I replied.

Chloe looked up as I said this. As she did so she eyeline met me exposed chest and she looked for a second, then catching herself quickly looked into my eyes. At this point I was pretty confident I was right. I reached accross the table and placed my hand on her bare arm, gently, just subtly stroking it with my fingers in a reassuring, ever so slightly sensual way.

"It was an experiment, right?" I continued, setting out my suspicion "something you had to try just to be sure."

"How did you know that?" she asked, clearly surprised that I had worked it out so easily.

"Well... look, there aren't that many reasons to brush off a nice guy, that you get on with, who can also give you an orgasm!" Chloe looked taken aback that I knew quite so much about the Christmas Party "... but mostly because you've been staring at my tits since we sat down." I replied still stroking her arm. Chloe's eye's which were once again at chest height snapped back to my face and she turned quite red. I slid my hand down her arm to take hold of her hand, running my thumb over the top of it. At the same time I slipped a foot out my crocks and brushed it up her leg, just as she had done all those years ago.

"You like girls." I said to her. Chloe nodded, biting her lower lip as I started to come onto her. "So do I." I continued "can I tell you something?"

Chloe looked at me without saying anything.

"He told me what you looked like, but I'd really like to see you for myself..." I said, taking a chance and hoping she'd get my drift.

Chloe didn't say anything at first, but she continued to look back at me, her eyes panning down to my chest one again. I was becoming aroused at the thought of the opportunity that sat before me and my nipples were once again poking through my top quite clearly. She looked back into my eyes, licking her lips as she did so.

"I can't believe this is happening, it's crazy!" she replied "I just came to explain... what about... I mean I thought you two were together?" she questioned.

I lent over the table, placed my lips right next to Chloe's ear and whispered to her softly "We are..." then I reached my hand under the table and toucing her leg added "but I think he'd want to see us together."

I sat back in my seat to see Chloe had her eyes closed and her cheeks were still flushed. I stood up and she opened her eyes, seeing my exposed belly and bulging breasts right infront of her, she looked at me in the same way the guy in the security queue had been.

"Let's get out of here" I said taking her hand and motioning towards the signs for Sofitel.

Chloe stood up too, completely entranced at this point. In one hand I wheeled my case towards the hotel and in the other I pulled along Chloe. As we walked she continued to try to convince herself this wasn't a good idea, that she should go home. But she never let go of my hand. We arrived at the hotel check-in desk and I arranged a room and texted Kara to say I wouldn't be back that night, returning to Chloe with the keycard. We got into the lift and I pressed the button for the 4th floor. As we stood next to each other, I turned my head to look at her while Chloe continued to stare at the lift door. I lent in and placed my lips near the back of her cheek, just below her ear, exhaling on her earlobe. She took a deep breath and swallowed. The lift dinged and I pulled away as the doors slid open. Once more taking her hand, I walked her down the corridor towards our room.

I ushered her into the dimly lit room first and followed behind her closing the door. I put the keycard in it's slot and the rest of the lights turned on. It was a small room, all that was available. Chloe walked toward the bed in the centre then turned around to face me. Leaving my suitcase in the entranceway and kicking off my shoes, I walked towards her, slipping my hoodie off and letting it drop to the floor. She looked back at me nervously, scanning up and down my body. I placed my hands on either sides of her glasses and slid them gently off her face, before folding them and placing them on the nearby table. Then I moved towards her again and tilting my head slightly placed my lips gently on hers.

That was the key that unlocked her. She opened her mouth and probed mine, caressing my tongue with hers. I reciprocated and placed my hands on her head, running them through her long blonde hair, combing it back from around her face to the back of her head with my fingers. She began to lift her hands, which had been at her sides, but then stopped half way as though she wasn't sure what to do with them. I took hold of one of them and placed it on my breast for her, encouraging her to massage it. At the same time I reached down and placed my other hand on her bum, also squeezing it. We made out like this for several minutes just getting comfortable with one another. Ocassionally I kissed her neck and ears, now fully exposed from behind her hair. Chloe sighed as I stimulated her errogenous zones, leaning her head back with her eyes closed. Once I thought she was relaxed enough, I reached under her hoodie and began to lift it up. Chloe backed away a little and I thought I had spooked her, but then she raised her arms above her head to enable me to pull off her entirely. She stood there, topless, in only a simple white bra and looked back at me nervously.

"You look really hot" I said, remembering how I'd felt the first time I had undressed for a perfect stranger, and the way those simple words had reassured me and given me the confidence to proceed.

Chloe smiled bashfully and reached behind her back to release the clip, dropping her shoulders so her bra slipped off and fell to the floor between us. Her tiny breasts were exactly as they had been described to me. Pink puffy areola surrounded by prominent nipples which were standing fully erect. I stepped forward and undid her jeans, kneeling down to peel them over her thighs and down to her ankles. She steadied herself on my shoulders as she kicked off her trainers and stepped out from the jeans. As I stood up, I took my phone from my pocked and opened the camera app, then I pulled Chloe close to begin kissing her again. I held the phone out with one hand to begin recording us.

"What are you doing?" Chloe asked noticing the camera pointed at us, videoing us making out.

"Don't worry, it's just a memento" I replied, then began to suck on her neck with my lips. At the same time reached down between her legs with my free hand and began to massage her pussy over her white panties. Her head and eyes rolled back, her eyelids closing and her mouth beginning to open as she was consumed with the sensation, soon forgetting entirely about the camera.

I could feel Chloe's labia through her thin cotton underwear as I stroked my fingers back and forth, reaching further down under I felt a slick damp spot. I pushed her backwards and she flopped onto the bed behind us. I climbed ontop and continued to rub between her legs while filming her. Then I placed the phone in her hand and directed her to point it at me as I lifted my top over my head. My breasts flopped out and I discared it on the floor. Chloe was transfixed at the screen of the phone the she realised she wasn't watching a video. She reached up and touched my bare breast, her fingers moving tentatively over it. I took her hand licked her fingers, then guided them back towards my nipple and encouraged her to rub it. I enjoyed the sensation of her soft delicate fingers caressing me for a moment.

"I love your breasts" Chloe said, gazing at them with a look of wonder.

"Thanks, your's are really cute too" I replied, then I bent over and began to lick them. Chloe's almost pubescent breasts were like little blini pancakes with her areola and nipples the topping. I ran my tongue all over these little canapes, nibbling and sucking on her nipples, an appetizer before I got to the main course. Then I began to kiss down her stomach towards her navel, teasing it a little with my tongue. I got down to her panties and pressed my nose to them, nuzzling her. As I breathed in, I smelled her familiar scent, far stronger than what I had experienced of her back in Budapest. I licked the cotton, allowing my saliva to soak in as I pressed my tongue against her prominent labia.

"Haaaaa" Chloe moaned as she felt the movement of my tongue through her sodden panties.

I teased her a little longer then moved back up her body to lie on top of her as we made out more. I felt her nipples pressing into my own breasts and mine into hers. I rubbed my body up against her, my thigh between her legs grinding against her vulva. I took the phone from her once again and held it at arms length, filming our intertwined bodies from top to toe. Chloe had become more relaxed and started to take the initiative. I felt her hands reaching inside the waistband of my leggings and with her help I wriggled out of them along with my socks. Then I felt her hands exploring my thighs and glutes, running up them, squeezing and caressing. I was so turned on and desparate to feel her fingers on my pussy but I was all about the delayed gratification. I resisted the urge to direct her hand between my legs, instead sliding back down her body, looking back at her as I did so, my breasts remaining in contact over her belly and thighs. I grabbed hold of each side of her panties and pulled on them. Chloe put her feet on the bed to push herself up to lifted her bum in the air, allowing me to slip the fabric off. She layed back down on the bed and I pulled them down to her ankles, grabbing her socks at the same time and tossing it all to the side. She was now completely naked on the bed and could imagine her on the boardroom table. I picked up the phone from the bed and pushed her knees apart to give me an unobstructed shot of her beautiful pussy. Licking my middle fingers, I ran them from the wet opening of her vagina up towards her clit, separating those meaty inner labia, then I started to rub circles around her clit. Chloe began to moan in pleasure as I filmed her close up.

"Ooooh that feels so good... aaaaahhhh" she said melodically

I continued to work at her as she oozed sticky secretions over the bed. I pulled on her inner lips, spreading them out like wings of a butterfly, gently caressing them. Then I slid my fingers slowly inside her and leaned down to begin eating her out. I couldn't believe how tight she was! She felt like I did when I was 15 and fingering myself. She tasted just like her panties had smelled, I licked up her juices as they trickled out of her. Her breathing began to increase in pace and I knew she was building towards something big. The quiet ones - men or women - always do. I pressed my tongue harder into the little pleasure nub at the top of her slit, flicking it back and forth. I looked out the top of my eyes, up her torso to see Chloe looking back down at me beaming. I pointed the camera at her face to capture her expression just as I tipped her over the edge.

Chloe's feet and legs began to quiver, as her pussy contracted, then it progressed to her arms, her fists clenched, she pounded the bed as her whole torso began to shake.

"Ahhhhhhhh Danielllleeee!!!! ooooooooohhhh don't stop please don't stop..... aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes yes yes yes yes yeeeeesssssss!!!!!!!!" Chloe yelled as one orgasm rolled over her followed by a second hot on it's heals as I continued to lick her clit as fast as my tongue could move and stroked the top of her vagina with my middle fingers.

Her head flopped back onto the bed and she lay there breathing loudly as i withdrew my fingers from inside her and gently stroked her engorged labia once more.

"Hahaaa" she giggled, as she regained her composure, "I want to do that for you!"

"Start with my nipples" I instructed her as I rolled onto the bed next to her and she climbed on top this time. I raised my leg to press my thigh into her wet pussy again as she kneeled over my breasts. "I like it if you bite and pull on them".

Chloe did as instructed, her teath clamped down around my right teat and she pulled stretching it painfully but arousingly.

"Mmmmmm fuck!" I said as the pleasure-pain coursed through my breast "squeeze the other one with your fingers!" I commanded.

Chloe obliged, grasping it between her finger and thumb pulling it away from my tit. I filmed her doing it - zooming right in on my swelling nipple as she let go and it sprung back into place.

"Ohh shit!" I panted, "do that again! harder!"

Chloe was an obedient little girl, swapping sides, she repeated the same rough nipple play just as I had instructed her. Then she sucked hard on both of my now highly sensitive nipples which cause even more of that sweet sweet pleasure-pain. She reached up and took control of the phone from my hand, then lifting her leg over mine, she moved into position to begin tending to my expectant pussy. I was desperate to feel her touching me down there but she was a tease! She ran her fingers just underneath the waist band of my panties, over my hip bones where she stroked them lightly. The tickling sensation was unbearable. Then she began to kiss and lick my inner thighs which I had spread as wide as I could, impatient for her to touch my burning organ. Chloe had some moves! I wondered if she could smell the semen my panties had absorbed as it oozed out from me throughout the afternoon, or if she would even know the taste of it when she eventually slipped her tongue inside my creampied hole.

Finally, at last, she slipped her hands up my outside thighs and under the sides of my panties. I lifted my bum immediately and pushed her hands south with mine to get my underwear off. I lay there, my vulva presented to Chloe for her to eat. But she just picked up the phone again and filmed it.

"I want you to finger me" I begged her "please".

I felt her little fingers touch my smooth lips as she spread them apart, her warm breath a further tease. Then I felt her tongue press into my parted slit and run up towards my clit.

"Mmmmm yeah" I encouraged "bite my lips a little"

I felt the sharp sensation of Chloe's teeth pressing gently against my labia as her fingers entered my wet pussy and began to thrust back and forth. She knew what she was doing down there, this was not her first rodeo. As she ate me out, her tongue ravaging my hyper sensitive genitals and her fingers pounding in and out of me rapidly, I began to feel the familiar building of tension inside. Like a spring being compressed, I thought of nothing but that sensation. The heat began to build in my core and my clit became my sole focus in that moment. The centre point of everything that was about to happen. Chloe's movements were like she was playing an instrument, her tongue perfectly coordinated with her fingers. I knew I was just moments away but I needed something more... the starter gun to get me out of the blocks.

"Put your finger in my ass." I instructed.

Chloe didn't question me and a second later I felt the gentle pressure of her warm digit pressing against my anus. I relax it as best I could and her slender finger slipped inside my second oriface. The sensation of each little knuckle sliding through my clenched sphincter was the final push i needed as an detonation of pleasure radiated from my clitorus, coursing through my entire body in wave after wave as the tension was suddenly released.

"oooooohh fuuuucckkkkk!!" I yelled writhing on the bed completely unable to control myself. I felt the sensation of peeing as a jet of squirt fired into Chloe's face taking her by surprise and causing her to recoil, but she quickly returning to continue her licking and fingering. She didn't stop. She was determined to repay the favour and her determination was rewarded about a minute later as I climaxed for a second time. This time she was prepared and she laughed as the liquid streamed across her face. I was overloaded by the second orgasm and couldn't speak, my clit was so sensitive it was painful and it was all I could manage to push Chloe's wet face away with my hand. She clambered up the bed as I continued to twitch ocassionally. Laying down on top of me, her still hard nipples pressed against my own, and leg pressed between mine gently rubbing my satiated cunt.

We kissed and I could taste not only myself on her lips, but the man I had left in Budapest. As I regained motor functions I wrapped my arms around her petite frame and held her close to me, one hand resting on her ass, fingers pushing into her crack to tickle her asshole. I located the phone where Chloe had dropped it by my thigh on her mission to satisfy me and I held it out at arms length once again, filming us snuggling into each other. Then I blew a kiss and stopped the recording.

"I've never done anything anal before" Chloe confessed as I teased around her sphincter basking in the afterglow together. "I liked how you tasted by the way, different to other girls... salty and sweet."

I decided not to to explain whose cum she had been tasting just yet. "Stay still" I said, sliding out from underneath her body and kneeling on the bed by her ass. I placed one palm on each of her little cheeks and spread them, exposing her tiny rear opening, partially gaped as I pulled her buns apart. I leaned down and stuck out my tongue fully, then ran it around the rim of her anus, gently probing with the tip.

Chloe groaned in pleasure at this new, previously unknown, sensation. I moved my tongue down onto her taint and tickled it causing further sounds of euphoria from Chloe, then I took my pinky finger and cautiously inserted it inside her moistened virgin backdoor, which was even tighter than her pussy.

"Oooh' Chloe moaned "that feels so good."

I reached between her legs with my other hand, under her body, feeling for her clit. When I found it Chloe jumped.

"Too much?" I asked

"Yeah... I think I'm done for now." she replied.

"Oh well, maybe in the morning?" I asked, uncertain if she was even thinking about staying the night.

"Definitely!" she replied "but you can keep doing that to my bum, it felt sooo good."

We climbed under the covers and held one another close, enjoying the feeling of each others warm bodies pressed close together. I kept fingering her asshole as we watched our home movie back and giggled at some of our sex noises, but it was unquestionably hot. At one point I found myself reaching down to touch myself again, but like Chloe it was too sensitive so I stopped.

When the video ended I hit the share button.

"Let me give you my number" Chloe said, assuming I had intended to send it to her.

After she had read out her digits and I had shared the video with her, I found up the last person I had texted and tapped out a message.

"From London, with love. Xx"

I attached the video and hit send.

"Chloe" I asked "have you ever been to Budapest?"

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