Luca was perspiring when she finally sat down on the train. She was also very angry. Sweat matted strands of her frizzy brown hair to her forehead and her face glisten. Luca's anger made her eyes appear wider and cheekbones more prominent and enhanced her already attractive features. Why was she angry? It had been just one of those days. Everything had gone wrong, or so it seemed. Her lover... [the author, perhaps I should be described given what unfolds here more accurately as Luca's "current permanent lover"] ... had called to tell Luca he'd be delayed a few days and miss most of the weekend get away she had planned for their reunion. It hardly put her in a good mood. At work in the trendy upscale boutique where she clerked, Luca snapped at a customer and when reprimanded by the store manager talked back and quit. Or was fired. Whatever.... Lonely, jobless and frustrated was not a good combination of feelings for someone as volatile as Luca. She had decided to get away from the city a day earlier. Her friend Ana had promised her the apartment at the beach for the weekend, the weather was nice, and her ingrate lover had abandoned her. Luca had quickly packed and rushed to catch the train for the beach and almost missed it. The cheap vinyl seats chafed Luca's thighs and sucked her flesh. When she shifted her legs to unglue them the old pervert sitting across from her tried to stare up her legs and under her floral short skirt, not quite mini but close, for a peak of her crotch. She shuddered at the thought, and was glad she'd put on panties when she returned to pack. Still he's staring at my breasts...not much there, she thought. Nonetheless, she felt her nipples harden. The old man offered her a cigarette, which she decline and lit up one of her own import brand. She smoked staring at the ceiling of the train carriage, pouting when she exhaled and always feeling his eyes all over her. Luca was glad when the lights in the car weren't turned on when the train passed through the dozen tunnels before her stop. The old pervert didn't have the nerve to reach out and touch. She thought about her lover in the dark, what a barstard, leaving her and then not coming back when he said that he would. When her stop arrived Luca quickly ran through the station and through the winding narrow streets of Sitges. The town had been a fishing village and market town for the surrounding area until discovered by the tourists. In the two decades since the Spanish tourist boom had begun the foreigners and the locals had cheapened the Sitges' with postcard and souvenir shops, bars, dank apartment buildings and the rest of the trappings. Still, the older parts of town still maintained much of the charm that brought the tourists there in the first place. As Luca walked to her destination a crew from the municipality water works whistled and cajoled her, inspired by her teenage body. Ana's apartment was at the old center on a hill that bisected Sitges' two beaches, near the church and had a view over the market square from the kitchen window. Luca climbed up the narrow stairwell to the top floor and unlocked the door. The front room had a small balcony that looked down over a street to the northern beach though it was set back from it by a couple of blocks. The furnishings were spartan and cheap, as they were in the rest of the apartment. A narrow hallway led to the back of the apartment where the small kitchen and bathroom were, with a bedroom on either side. Luca threw her bags onto the bed in the larger room and sat down. It was three o'clock on Thursday afternoon. There was nothing to do until Monday; then she'd have to look for a job. Well no, nothing to do until Sunday when that shit Remo finally arrived. She'd take a shower, Luca decided, cleanse herself from the city grime and wash away the bad day. And then to the beach and work on her tan. Summer was almost here and she might as well get a head start. Maybe a swim if the water was warm enough. Energized by this plan Luca quickly stripped off her damp clothes, grabbed a towel and some toiletries from her bag and walked naked to the bathroom. Ana had put in a full length mirror, she noticed. She stood before it and looked at herself. Her hair was a mess, plastered down by the heat and the day's exertions. Her breasts curved pleasantly from her chest. They were small but full and hard. Remo liked that. Luca cupped them so that her nipples showed through between her index and middle fingers and pressed them together to form a valley of cleavage. Luca's skin was naturally dark, but she was always fascinated that the plateau behind her nipples had a pink hue. [I had perhaps attuned her to that, the fascination was originally mine.] She turned around and looked at her reflection over her shoulder. Her cheeks were like a 13 year old boys' -- very compact and firm. Luca continued her self-scrutiny and decided she was in good shape except...the hair of her snatch had grown out over the winter months and needed some attending. In the medicine cabinet Luca found a couple of new throw-away razors but no scissors to first clear the jungle of her pubic hair. Luckily she had brought a pair of nail scissors, and Luca used these to remove some of the thicker tangles. She mixed some soap and water into a foamy cream and shaved the edges of her thatch. Damn, she thought after she rinsed after the third attempt, I can't get this even. Luca decided to just get rid of it all. She used the worn razor to mow down the rest of her pubic curls, just leaving a tiny triangular patch above her lips, and then used a new razor to smooth the remaining stubble. It felt weird, the air passing over her naked lips as she finally finished the job and want into the shower stall. Luca looked at the small tuft she had left, cowlicking to her left, and turned on the faucets. The cold water shocked her body. Luca immediately picked up the bar of soap from the dish and ran it over her upper body and hoped that the warm water would come quickly. She noticed her nipples were shriveled from the temperature change and pinched them in an effort to restore their perkiness. The pinkness of their outer halos were readily apparent against the white bar of soap in spite of winkles, The hot water started to flow and Luca rubbed the bar across her belly. She felt a longing tremor her body. Too preoccupied with the task of shaving herself without injury, Luca hadn't realized how turned-on the razor's sharp edge had made her. Concerned about her appearance Luca reached through the curtain and found the small scissors in the sink and trimmed the cowlick. Picking up the bar of soap she lathered it over the newly exposed skin. Her fingers curled through the little triangle that she had left unscathed. God I'm horny, she thought. Remo had been gone for two months and her body missed her. She let a pinky slide over her embedded clitoris, between her cleft, and its immediate response. She washed the opening of her vagina and immediately her outer labia began to engorge. Damn, the asshole. She pulled apart the lips with both hands, stretching them outwards and rubbed her index fingers around the mouth of her vagina. Immediately she felt her wetness mix with the water flowing over her body. Her thumbs needled her clitoris slowly, as if walking on the spot over it. God damn him, Luca thought, and let her hands march faster. She closed her eyes and leant against the wall of the stall. Her fingers circled faster inside her and begun to focus on the spot, just out of their reach, while her thumbs began to run the spot. A minor wave of pleasure jerked her body, and then Luca was racked by a major orgasm. Opening her eyes because her legs had jellied with the intensity Luca realized the water was turning cold. She was panting. TWO: A NEW FRIEND Luca walked down the sloping street to the beach after her shower. She had put on her string bikini and, for the walk, one of Remo's soccer shirts that enveloped her. Luca's feet were bare and the soles were warmed by the cobblestones of the old town. At the end of road she paused, leaning against the wall, and looked at the curving sand and water. The beach was almost empty. A girl lay on her stomach about a hundred feet away close to lapping waves. About a quarter mile farther a group of five or six men and women were frolicking in some game of netless volleyball. Luca climbed down the stone steps to the beach and walked past the girl laying on her stomach and found a spot out of earshot of the rambunctious ball players. She lay out her towel, took off the jersey and sat down. From her bag she pulled a bottle of sun cream and spread the lotion over her naturally brown skin. Finished with that task she lay on her back, closed her eyes and listened to the rhythm of the beach. The waves coursed at regular intervals and the occasional seagull's squawk provided an awkward melody. Gently Luca fell asleep. When Luca woke her body felt toasted and even her bones warmed from the sun's rays. Before she had time to argue herself out of it, Luca ran into the water, skipping over the small waves until her impetuous was tripped by the deepening water and she plunged headlong into the sea. The coldness was shocking as she sat on floor, willing herself downwards as her breath staled and escaped her mouth. Finally her lungs gave out and she jumped through the surface, exploding into the bright sunlight. A little game Luca had played since she was a little girl to scare her mother. Pretend to drown and then emerge exhilaratingly to life! The water was too cold to stay in any longer so Luca walked back to the shore. The girl was sitting up looking at her while the group farther up the beach resembled corpses awaiting a burial party. Luca dried herself briskly and applied some more lotion before sitting down her towel to enjoy a cigarette. She sipped some of the tepid water she brought from Ana's apartment to wash out the saltiness and smoke and then lay on her stomach, untying the strings of her top. She thought about Remo He really was a shit. She knew he wasn't but she wanted to blame him for the loneliness his delay was causing her. It had been a shitty week having to quit her job before she was fired. She missed him, he would always make her laugh when she had these bouts of self-pity and knew how to make her smile. She really missed him, and his sex. She imagined it hard and pressing against her thigh seeking entry, the foreskin taut by his erection. She also missed sex. Not just his but the thought of coupling with another body, a faceless body, of being stimulated and thrashing by the touch of another. Remo had been gone for two months and she had been alone for that time. Not that Luca had to, Remo had been very clear about that. They knew what they had went beyond a mere physical bond and tolerated the occasional indiscretions from each other. More than tolerated, they shared in those occasions and recounted the experiences to each other. It created a deeper trust and a secret reality that was theirs. Luca's thoughts were interrupted. She felt the footsteps drifting through the fine sand and then the shadow cast upon her back. Luca turned her head to look up, carefully keeping her shoulders on the towel to not expose her small breasts. It was the girl who had been on the beach alone when Luca arrived. Excuse me, the girl said, could I borrow your lighter? Luca tied the straps of her bikini tip and fumbled through her bag for the disposable lighter. She handed it to the girl who lit a cigarette. Luca noted the girl was taller and big than she, with larger breasts straining against a blue and white striped halter. She had black hair and wore a straw wide brimmed hat. Her eyes were a deepest blue, the color of the sea. I thought you drowned when you went into the water, said the girl after exhaling. Luca laughed, the prank didn't just scare her mother. I didn't mean to alarm, replied Luca as she lit one of her cigarettes. The girl lingered and seemed to want something. The girl asked Luca where she had come from. Luca explained losing her job earlier in the day and her flight from the city to the borrowed beach-side apartment. Luca also told her about Remo and his delayed return. The girl was less conversational but let Luca know she lived locally and was taking a few days from work before the busy tourist season begun. Finally, she asked Luca if she could borrow the lighter for a few minutes and walked back to her spot after Luca gave it to her. She returned a few minutes later bring with her beach bag and towel and setting these down next to Luca. She smiled conspiratorially at Luca and showed her the small roach she had rolled. They smoked the hash and tobacco mixture in silence. Luca felt the pungent smoke permeate her head. Luca hadn't smoked anything like this since Remo left either. Luca and Karol, for that was her name, chatted idly for the rest of the afternoon until the sum drop low in the sky. Karol suggested that they meet later and see what the night life was like in Sitges, though she warned Luca it unlikely to be too exciting this early in the spring on a weeknight. She suggested a boite where the music was quite good and the drinks not too expensive and explained to Luca how to get there. With arrangements made they parted. Karol walked up the beach to one of the old fishermen shacks that had been refurbished, and Luca to the borrowed apartment after a stop at the store for some food and a bottle of wine. After she had showered, changed and eaten Luca sat outside on one of the balcony wicker chairs and sipped from her class of wine. The moon was not full but it was bright enough to stir the luminescence of the sea's surface. Luca was glad she'd met Karol since it insured she wouldn't be completely alone this weekend. Luca didn't expect much from the night having spent other times at these beach towns in the off-season. Perhaps she'd would have a few drinks and dance a little on a deserted dance floor. When the time came to meet her new friend Luca strolled through the empty streets following the directions Karol had given. Eventually she found the boite. It was inside one of the older buildings behind a thick wooden door marked by garish hot pink and purple neons the spelled out the locales name. The doorman, flanked by a giggly thin sixteen year old, let Luca in without charging a cover. He pointed her to the right, through an inside courtyard, toward some stairs leading to a basement. When Luca entered the cavern it was fairly typical. Plush armless couches surrounded small black box tables. On one side of the room was a long bar with myriad bottles set on shelves in front of a mirrored wall. Opposite the bar was the dance floor, a parquet affair, that was empty of people and lights. A DJ towered over her realm in a booth set above the floor and was playing Bowie at a volume that made clear her intent was to inflict aural harm. There was a group of people (perhaps the same ones she'd seen at the beach) laughing at one of the tables, a couple necking at another, three girls leaning at the foot of the booth that were no doubt chaperoning their companion at the door, and a couple of rough looking guys drinking rum and cokes at the bar. Luca didn't see Karol anywhere. Luca sat at the bar, away from the two men, and ordered then sipped a gin and tonic. When the dance floor lights came on she turned around to watch whoever was dancing, expecting to see the three teenage girls. Instead it as a newcomer. At first Luca smiled because he was so comical. He was wearing tight flamenco pants, or perhaps imitating Travolta, and a white shirt with frilly brocade. It was a few years since 'Night Fever and he looked terribly dated. His jet black hair was oiled down and he looked to be about sixteen though their was a musky masculinity to his looks and movement. He was also beautiful, Luca realized. A classic beauty of a Greek statue. A perfect face proportioned and with perfect features. His lips were thick and glistened as he danced and moisture formed on his upper lip. And he could dance. "Let's Go To Bed" was blasting through the boite and he stalked catlike across the dance floor, spinning and genuflecting in tribute to the Cure. His movements were sharp and subtle. Luca was enraptured. The sexuality she detected in his dance aroused her yet Luca realized the motions were innocent, almost virginal, to the dancer. Almost, for she noted his bulging crotch and almost felt his embarrassment that the elation of dance had latently aroused him. He's beautiful, isn't he? she heard a voice say. Luca turned and saw that Karol had sidled up to her stool Luca nodded her agreement. Than dancer pirouetted as the song faded and the DJ spun some Spandeau Ballet. He was immediately surrounded by the fawning teenage girls. Karol already had a drink in her hand and drank from the glass. Did you notice his erection? she asked Luca, who nodded in the affirmative. He always gets one, she continued, he cannot control his reaction. It's beautiful, Luca said and then corrected herself by saying, he's beautiful. Karol guffawed. You've got cock on your mind, girl. You've been missing your man, any man too long! But you'll have not luck with him. Karol explained that the dancer, whose name was Angel, loved to dance but was somewhat of a romantic. He was betrothed, even though he was just sixteen, and was waiting for his fiancee's parents to approve the union. He would remain chaste until then, despite the overtures he had received. Karol knew this, she explained, because a cousin of Angel was a waiter in the restaurant where she worked. Karol went onto say that the tight pants Angel wore minimized his attributes and his cousin was impressed by his size. Karol's exposition was one sided, for Luca was looking at the dancer, his still graceful movements, as he interacted and mimed with the adolescent girls. Come, said Karol as she drained her glass. He'll still be here when we get back. Karol led Luca out of the door and up into the courtyard upstairs. There she found a niche and pulled out a crumpled joint. The two women took alternating drags from it out of sight from the doorman. Karol asked Luca if she ever had a shotgun. Luca had, but nevertheless Karol toked deeply from the handrolled cigarette, placed it between Luca's lips, and then engulfed the burning end with her mouth. Karol exhaled as Luca drew in a lungful, touched her lips against Luca sensitively while Luca drew in two breaths of smoke. Within moments Luca felt it rush to head, and leaned her back against the plastered wall. Luca barely noticed Karol leaning her back or Karol's hands dancing over her breasts. You really like him, don't you? Karol asked when Luca finally opened her eyes. Luca felt giddy and did not reply. He's quite stupid, Karol continued. But he has quite a body. And quite a cock. Luca thought about that statement, and felt her knees weaken. He rejected me, Karol went on. Luca was surprised. Luca was eighteen and figured the dancer, Angel, to be at least two years her junior while Karol was a two or three years older than her. To think I first saw his potential. His dancing, his looks, the body. But he would never let me touch and enjoy him. Luca looked at Karol and thought about what she was saying. The smoke was making this whole scene seem otherworldly. Karol's eyes were so blue. Luca felt the wetness between her legs as Karol talked of Angel. She noticed the gleam in Karol's eye. We could show him, Karol forcefully concluded. What do you mean? Luca asked, confused. You'll see, Karol said and took Luca's hand and led her back downstairs. They each had another drink, and the Karol convinced Luca to dance and to try and attract the attention of Angel. It was clear to Luca he enjoyed their gyrating, but that it was performance for him and not any attraction toward her. Still, Luca could not but notice his erection and lightheadily allowed her gaze to repeatedly return to Angel's groin. She wanted to caress it but was thwarted by his indifference. Let's see if we can set a trap, said Karol when Luca returned to their table from the dance floor. Luca was feeling disoriented from the drinks and the hash but Karol was in better shape. When the dancer, Angel, went to the bar Karol approached him and engaged him in conversation. After a moment two they left for the courtyard. Karol beckoned for Luca to follow. Unsteadily she got to her feet and found the two in the same nook where they had smoked before. Karol was heating up another pebble to mix with tobacco while Angel held a stripped cigarette and a rolling paper. Luca didn't want to smoke any more as her head was spinning, but when the spliff was passed to her she socially drew a baby toke before passing it on. Luca really likes the way you dance, said Karol conversationally. Angel smiled proudly. And she really like your cock, Karol continued without altering the cadence of her voice. Angel looked embarrassed while Luca, a little shocked at this revelation looked downward to her feet though she glanced again Angel's groin. Suddenly Karol pinned Angel against the wall with her shoulder. He struggled to free himself but her whole weight held him. Luca suddenly realized that Karol was a lot stronger than she looked. Karol began to rub her free hand over the boy's crotch. She wants to suck your cock, Karol said in a low menacing voice. Angel protested, he was remaining pure for his fiancee but his words were cut off by Karol placing her black head hair into his face and muffling his words. Karol unzipped her captive's fly and pulled Angel's pants to his knees. Suck him girl, she ordered over her shoulder. Luca was amazed but the forcefulness of the command made her drop to her knees and walk on them toward the object of her desire. Suck him! Karol hissed vehemently. Luca pulled down the band of Angel's Y-fronts and released a wave of muskiness. His cock was almost flaccid. Luca kissed its head and let her tongue swirl around its circumference. Despite his efforts to the contrary his member stirred. I can't hold him all night girl, get to it! Karol urged. Luca took the bulbous head into her mouth and felt it pop by her lips as she drew in more of his length. He was hard now. Luca wrapped to fingers around the base of his penis and began to work up his milk. Luca's head moved back and forth in a piston like manner. With her free hand she cupped his youthful balls and pressed her index finger behind his scrotum. Automatically, mechanically Angel hips thrust into her though he continued to struggle with Karol. Luca was screaming with desire in her head. It was such a beautiful thing, this cock. Her tongue swirled around the knobby mushroom head, and then the tip of it stroked the small hole and tasted the milky drop that oozed out there. Suddenly she took the whole length into her mouth, stifling the gag reflex as the head passed through her gullet. Her tongue stroked the underside as she pulled her head back and then impaled her mouth on this sword again. Within a matter of moments Luca felt the cock spasm. She released it from her mouth and delicately pricked the eye with her tongue. She squeezed his balls, feeling the gonads like sparrow eggs, and fucked him with her mouth again. When he came it was in gobs. Thick rich cream shot into her mouth in four or five spurts. It tasted sweet but with the muskiness she smelt when she pressed her face into his groin. Different from Remo's. She rolled it around her mouth and over his cock. He was till hard. We'd better go girl, Karol said. Luca had forgotten her, the whole situation as she bathed in the glory of this cock. Luca released the prick and stood up, not sure of what to do next. She could see Angel's eyes glaring with hatred at her. When I let him go run. OK? Luca nodded, and suddenly Karol sprang away from Angel. Luca and Karol skipped through the courtyard, and escaped from the teenager tripping over his pants. Whores! he yelled. By that time the two girls were running down the street, passed the amazed bouncer, and rounding a corner. You suck well girl, Karol said a few blocks later as they paused to regain the breaths. How was it? Give me a taste. With that Karol kissed Luca, her tongue immediately entering Luca's mouth and pressing against her lips and gums. Luca had never been kissed by a girl before. With the exploration ended Karol ended the kiss. Virgin come, Karol pronounced. I bet he never gets a blowjob from that bitch he'll marry. They walked through the narrow streets toward the center of town. At the door of the building where Luca's friend, Ana, had the apartment they talked and arranged to meet on the beach the next morning. As she drifted off to sleep Luca still could taste the perfect cock's come, and imagined the kiss she received to share that taste. THREE: A CLOSER FRIENDSHIP It was midmorning when Luca woke. The sun's rays passing through the slats of the blind had already toasted her supple body. For a moment Luca wondered where she was, stretched out on the tussled sheets and then remembered. While Luca found it hard to move with any urgency she was able to arouse enough energy to shower and dress, if that's what you would call it, for the beach. Before descending to the bright sunny world outside she breakfast on coffee, the heel from a loaf of French bread, cheese and the obligatory morning cigarette. She was wearing a tight maillot that her sister had given her the Christmas before last. It did not do much for her skin since it whiteness contrasted with her skin and gave it a certain sickly pallor. Later in the year, after Luca spent a few weeks toasting on the beach, the suit would only emphasize her dark skin and tan. But Luca wore it anyway - Remo liked the different shades of tan rippling across her supple body. [That's not quite true: I always preferred the white bits and their contrast with the skin in between.] Luca looked for her new friend from yesterday, but the black haired Karol was no where on the beach. It was a little more crowded than the previous afternoon. Luca could see the same group of men and women settled at the same spot they had been. There were a few families with young children playing in the eddies along the shore. Luca settled down on her towel at a quiet spot away from most of the other beach goers, stroked lotion on her exposed skin and lay on her back, eyes closed, to soak up the sun's rays. She had to adjust her swimsuit as the crotch rubbed tightly and uncomfortably against her own. Quickly she drifted into a near-sleep, and only aroused from her slumber when Karol arrived and set down her things and herself next to Luca. They shared a quiet morning together, lying next to one another, talking occasionally, smoking cigarettes and sharing a small "breakfast" joint that Karol had rolled earlier. After a while they swam together in the cold dark water, and then walked along the wave line up the beach. There they flirted with the group of tourists, Germans it turned out, that had come down for an early vacation. While they played some volleyball with the four couples, it was clear that they were paired off and there was no action for Luca or Karol there. But all enjoyed the game, throwing themselves with abandon in the soft cushion of the deep hot sand. Karol and Luca swam again to rinse the fine particles of sand off their bodies. It seemed so innocent, thought Luca as she dove under the water. Last night just never seemed to have happened. Luca was thinking of the events just twelve hours ago when Karol had pinned the hapless teenager against the wall of the courtyard and ordered Luca to suck his cock. Luca had, greedily, enjoying its mouth filling size and swirling the pure come that had involuntarily shot into her mouth. And later Karol had sought to taste that same come from Luca's own mouth. Luca remembered that kiss, and suddenly recalled that Karol's hands had stroked her breasts earlier last night while Karol exhaled thick smoke from her lungs into Luca's mouth. All that seem to be in another age. Now Karol was just like another friend, one Luca liked but only knew a little more than an acquaintance. Luca looked at her new friend, and her heaving breasts as she jumped playfully through a wave, like small cantaloupes straining against the netting of the blue and white bikini top. As they walked thigh deep through the water to the beach Karol suggested they eat lunch at her cabin, which overlooked the beach. She pointed toward the row of fisherman shacks that stood tall on stilts that lined the edge of the sand. The two girls packed up their beach gear and started walking to Karol's home. Karol's particular home was plainer than most of her neighbors, thought there was an delicate ornate red and green design set on the white background. They climbed the steep stairs, almost a ladder, to the front porch set some eight feet off the ground. Karol unlocked the front door and led Luca inside. The inside was a single room about fifteen feet wide and stretching back some thirty-five feet. Around the front door was the living area with a threadbare sofa, a couple of hard chairs and tables, and a small black-and- white TV A colorful Indian tapestry, almost transparent, hung from the ceiling and offered partial privacy for Karol's sleeping area. At the back of the cabin was a small galley kitchen and, as Luca supposed correctly, a tiny bathroom. Karol plunked down her bag and towel on one of the chairs. I _have_ to shower, she said. Why don't you go through the fridge in the back and see what you can find to make a salad? With that she disappeared to the back of the cabin. Luca waited discretely for a few moments before heading in the same direction. Reassured by the sound of the shower Luca busied herself washing and cutting up the vegetables she found in the kitchen. Luca heard the water cut off but was preoccupied with slicing an onion and the eye watering reaction it caused. She barely noticed Karol's presence behind her when her new friend spoke. That suit looks really tight. It's cutting into your shoulder. Luca felt a hand brush across her back and a finger lift the strap off her right shoulder. Karol slowly removed the strap down Luca's arm. Luca stood paralyzed looking down at the diced onion and tomato slices on the cutting board. She could feel Karol's breathing against her neck. Karol softly grasped the nape of Luca's neck and massaged the muscles and vertebra with her fingers. Karol's other hand stroked Luca's now-bare shoulder down the top of her arm to where the strap pinched her flesh. As if Luca was a doll, Karol turned her around so they stood face to face. Karol was naked but for a towel that hung from her shoulders, barely covering her generous breasts. Shower water beaded on Karol's dark skin and pasted down her silky black hair. Luca felt like an automaton and let the elder girl slide the other strap of the maillot from her shoulder. Karol caressed the top of Luca's chest and felt the outline of Luca's collarbone. Slowly Karol pressed her face toward Luca's and let their lips brush together. Their flesh pressed harder together and Luca felt the cursory explorations of Karol's tongue probe along the cleft between her lips. Like last night, before, Luca could only allow her lips to part and felt Karol's tongue snake along her teeth and curl into the space and touch the bottommost portion of her jaw. Delicately Karol ended her search and pulled away. She took a step backwards. Do you want to take a shower first? Karol asked. Luca wondered at the final word of the question. First, what did she mean by first? Luca shook her head. Karol took her hand and pulled Luca toward the front of the room. Somnolent Luca allowed herself to be led. Karol plopped onto the bed and pulled Luca down with her. Within seconds Karol had pulled the top of Luca's swimsuit down to her midriff and nestled her face in Luca's breasts. Luca lay on her back while the larger girl perched over her; she could feel Karol's thigh jerk against her crotch. I've never done this before, Luca said. She barely recognized her voice. Karol removed her mouth from Luca's left nipple, and looked at her questioningly. I've never done this before, Luca repeated. With another girl, I mean. For a moment Karol stared at her. Then all of the sudden she smiled and said, Well girl, you're in for a real treat! With that Karol went back to suckling Luca's nipples. Her mouth was soft on them and she didn't nibble with her teeth as often as Remo Luca closed her eyes and enjoyed the feelings that were being aroused through her body. She felt the maillot slowly being peeled downward to her hips, and compliantly raised them so that Karol could pull the flimsy white fabric from Luca's torso. This seemed so normal, Luca thought, so natural. She could feel Karol's hairy crotch rub against her thigh, feel the wetness that exuded from its cavern. Karol's fingers slowly dropped across Luca's belly to the area she had shaved the previous day. Luca remembered the self-induced orgasm she had in the shower after she had shaved her pubic hair. She felt Karol's finger stroke her labia and yearned to be racked by Karol to the same physical high. For a big girl Karol moved with natural ease over and around Luca's body. Luca soon felt herself fully aroused and could feel the droplets of her anticipation dribble down to her thighs. Karol lapped these juices easily and was soon circulating her tongue around the open pit of their source. Karol's tongue traced a path around Luca's outer lips while her nose nudged against Luca's enlarging clitoris. Luca enjoyed a small wave of pleasure. Then Karol engulfed the engorged bud between her lips and darted her tongue across the surface of Luca's clitoris. Luca soon writhed in pleasure and clamped her eyes shut. When Luca opened her eyes she was confronted with the dark thatch partially hiding Karol's own cunt. Luca could see the reddened outer labia and the dew that formed on them through the black curls of pubic hair. Karol's heat and the tangy- sweet aroma brushed over Luca's face. Meanwhile Luca felt Karol's fingers, at least two, pulse rhythmically into her vagina. She could feel Karol's nails scratch the surface of her moisten inner folds. And still Karol's lips and tongue wrestled Luca's clitoris. Luca could not bring herself to do any more than a cursory lap or two into the tangle of hair spread before her face. Before she could do any more to reciprocate, Luca was lost to the pleasure brought about as Karol found as massaged her g-spot. Karol was intent on pleasing Luca and moved her hips so that they pressed against Luca's left shoulder. Karol satisfied herself rubbing her crotch against Luca's arm while her fingers and mouth worked on Luca. Spasmodically Luca orgasmed. Luca could feel her urinary tract tense. Remo had done this once or twice before. Luca felt a desire to pee but through will power forced herself to relax. Still Karol, ever energetic, stimulated Luca's vagina, her clitoris and let her fingers dance over Luca's secret spot. Luca started heaving her hips against Karol's face, but the black haired girl persisted. Suddenly Luca surged against Karol's head. Her whole body tensed and relaxed, spastic. Luca felt an emission from her erotic physical being as her mind blacked out with pleasure. She collapsed into the white sheets of Karol's unmade bed. Unconscious, she panted. When she recovered, Karol was gone. Luca could hear her in the kitchen. Luca basked in the afterglow of her climax, prostrate on the bed. Her fingers explored her crotch and felt they sticky drying juices that flowed from her vagina. More gluey was a deposit of opaque viscous liquid that she tasted from her fingertips. As Luca sucked the substance Karol walked into the room. She was wearing a T-shirt and carried two bowls of salad. I finished lunch, Karol said, but it's not quite up to the tasty treat I've just had. Why don't you put something on and join me on the porch? Before leaving Karol surveyed Luca's nakedness admiringly. After a few moments Luca found a dressing gown and joined her new intimate friend. FOUR: THE PICK UP What we need, Karol said declaratively, is some hard cock. Luca looked up to her new friend. The brunette was leaning against the rails of the front porch overlooking the beach where they had first met only yesterday. Karol was wearing a tee-shirt and her blue and white striped bikini bottom which was stretched taut by the generous buttocks they strained to contain. From where she was sitting Luca could see Karol's breasts sway under the cotton shirt. Luca was wearing only Karol's bathrobe and sitting at the table finishing her salad. Big, hard cock, Karol repeated. She turned around to face Luca. What do you say, girl? Karol continued, are you up looking for some? I know your boyfriend's coming back in a couple of days, but you should do something in the meantime. Luca nodded. It wasn't as though Remo would mind. Plus Luca felt a certain growth in her self-confidence being around the older and brazen Karol. The way she had pinned the teenage boy and then ordered Luca to suck him off. Luca could almost taste that come in her mouth. We'll go down to the resort on the south end of town and see if we can find us a couple of hunks to bring home. I'll need to borrow a car, but that won't be a big deal. Can we use your place? Luca replied in the affirmative. The apartment Luca had borrowed was larger than the one-room cabin of Karol's, and as far as she could tell only one other person was staying there this weekend. They arranged to meet at eight at Luca's place and then drive down to the big hotel complex where a lot of the richer foreign tourists stayed. At eight o'clock Luca heard the soft tapping at the front door of the apartment and let in Karol. Karol was dressed to kill. She was wearing tight black stirrup pants and a diaphanous loose black top that barely hid the very white bra she wore. Karol was a little plump but in a very curvy way. The outfit at once deflected her extra weight while making the most of her attributes. Luca also saw Karol wearing makeup for the first time and admired the subtle highlighting of Karol's eyes and cheeks and the loud use of scarlet lipstick. Karol immediately kissed Luca with those lips. Then Karol started to unpack some bottles of wine and harder liquor and place them on the small dining table in the front room of the apartment. Meanwhile Luca finished her dressing. When she returned from the bedroom she was wearing a cream micro skirt and a plain light tan tee-shirt that clung tightly to her chest and plainly showed that she wasn't wearing a bra. Luca rarely wore makeup, and only tied back her frizzy brown hair to accentuate her striking facial features. They drove to the resort in a rickety old Citroen that Karol had borrowed from her cousin, and laughed at how the rust bucket contrasted with the newer foreign cars that populated the hotel lot. Karol had explained the plan of action. There was one task, to get laid. And as quickly as possible. So once they had their targets picked they would lure them back to the apartment. They entered into the hotel lobby and found the dance club next to the restaurant. Unlike the night before they had to pay a stiff cover charge to enter. The club was a lot more ritzy than the place they been the night before. The light show on the dance floor was amazing, and Luca noticed how the u.v. lights caused Karol's bra to become translucent when they flashed. Lasers bounced off reflectors all around the room, piercing through the smoke. There were also a lot more people than the other place they'd been too. Since there first drink was free the two girls sided up to the bar and order a couple of gin and tonics. Almost immediately they were approached by a couple of middle age German men, but Karol made it plain to them that neither girl was interested. Karol explained to Luca when they left that they were probably married and too old and drunk to worth a fuck. The girls found a table next to the dance floor which Karol immediately went to while Luca smoked a cigarette. Luca watched Karol's flirting and soon she was pairing off with this tall blond Scandinavian type. After a couple of songs the Karol brought her find back to the table. They were followed by his friend, a slim dark haired guy who also looked to be in his early twenties. Karol introduced them to Luca. They were both Swiss and from Geneva. The blond was Daniel and could speak French and German neither of which Luca could understand. Oscar however could make himself understood in broken Spanish and also spoke English which Luca had some grasp of. Luca liked his winning smile and infectious laugh. What do you think?, Karol asked when the two guys went to the bar to get another round of drinks. No problem here, Luca replied, Oscar's pretty cute. They both are, said Karol, and I guess we can start off with that pairing. OK then, its time to get them to move on out of here. Just follow my lead. When the guys returned with the drinks Karol led Daniel back out on to the dance floor where some roots reggae music was pounding. Luca continued to talk with Oscar and didn't notice her friend leave through an open door leading out to the beach. After about five minutes Luca saw Karol beckoning her from outside. I think Karol wants us to go outside, Luca told Oscar. They went into the night and found Karol embracing the blond in the parking lot, leaning against a sporty but old Alfa. Karol explained how to get to the apartment downtown and promised the two that she had some killer hash there. The two girls jumped into the beat up Citroen and took the route back followed by the twin head lights of the car behind. Both cars were able to park in the narrow alley behind the apartment building. The two girls flew up the stairs to unlock the front door and hit the timer lights on every landing while the guys followed at a more languid place. Don't let them drink too much, Karol warned Luca, just enough to get them into the mood but not so much they can't do anything about it. OK? Karol sat down and started to mix the hash and tobacco concoction in a large glass ashtray. Luca went to the kitchen in the back and found a bowl that could be used as an ice bucket. When she returned the joint was already lit and being smoked by Oscar, who was sitting in a rattan chair. Karol and Daniel sat close to each other, with Karol's hand draped casually on the Swiss' thigh. After putting the ice bowl on the table Luca curled up at Oscar's feet, resting the back of her head against his leg. She toked from the joint that Oscar placed on her lips, drawing deeply and holding the smoke in her lungs. She felt the head rush. The joint made another two rounds before it was extinguished. Luca felt a giddy feeling in her head an relaxed against the warmth of Oscar's leg. Karol started making some drinks for everyone, and when they were ready Luca took Oscar outside. She still wasn't sure if she wanted to go through with this. Oscar was a pretty nice guy and it been a couple of months since she had really been with a guy. And Remo would be back in just a couple of days and would be horny as all hell, so they could work of their frustrations together. But that was then and Oscar was now. She let him kiss her, which he did very sweetly and bided his time before probing her mouth with his tongue. They stood next to each other on the balcony wall and looked down to the beach. It was almost a full moon and the light caught each ridge of the methodical waves as they crashed into white foam near the shore. Oscar was running his hands over Luca's breasts and she could feel her nipples perk up. Their sensitive tips itched as they touched the rough cotton of her shirt. Oscar's thigh was pressed against her stomach and rubbing slowly and gently arousing her. Luca broke off their kiss and took his hand from her breast and led him back into the front room. Karol had already got a little a head of Luca inside. Karol was kneeling on the sofa with her mane of hair covering her head and Daniel's lower torso. But Luca could see his pants were down around his knees. From the bobbing of her head and the slurping sounds it was pretty obvious to Luca exactly what she was doing. Luca could see Karol's bra on the floor and the brunette's shadowy breasts swinging beneath the gossamer top. As Luca led Oscar by the hand past the prostrate Karol she stroked the strip of bare back when the black top had risen up. In the bedroom Luca got strictly down to business. As soon as she closed the door she untucked her tee-shirt and pulled it over her head. She kicked off her shoes as she slipped out of the cream mini skirt. Her panties peeled off as she crawled on to the bed. She wrapped a sheet around her body and lay on back, reaching to turn on the dim night light. Oscar was still fiddling with his shoe laces though he had stripped off his Izod shirt. Luca looked at his torso. He was a little smaller than Remo and his chest hair was more profuse and in tighter curls and black. No more thoughts about Remo, she mused, it's time to fuck. Start of real slow, she instructed the undressing Oscar. I'm not quite ready yet. I to be really wet before I can take you. And turn off the ceiling light before you come to bed. Luca rolled over and looked out of the fifth floor room and at the darkened windows across the street. With her right hand she stroked her outer labia and felt the day-old stubble that was already growing back. The light switch clicked and she felt the bed sway as another body joined her on the mattress. He unwrapped the sheet from her back and began dousing her neck with kisses, nibbling on her ear lobes when his mouth strayed. She still played with herself, and liked the way he snaked his arms through hers so that he could knead his breasts. She felt his chest press against her back and the warmth that emanated from her. His hardness fit between the cleft of her buttocks, grasped between their soft orbs. Luca felt behind with her free hand as he begun to kiss her face and lips. Her hand ran up his thigh and found the loose sacs of his balls and held them. They were really big, she thought, and really low hung. She moved to the base of his prick and made a ring from her thumb and forefinger and held the stem. The joint her two fingers met over the soft underside of his cock and Luca pressed the tips and massaged the pulsing vein she found there. Very slowly the ring moved up the length of Oscar's cock and delicately pulled it from the ridge between her ass cheeks. Luca had a surprise when she got to the top of his prick. It wasn't that he was any longer than most guys. But Oscar's cockhead was at least half as wide than the rest of his length. Luca couldn't put her finger ring around this true mushroom head and grasped in the palm of her hand. She wasn't sure if she could get something that wide into her cunt. She squeezed the head and felt the tip slip through her fingers. She rubbed her thumb over the pisshole and felt the droplet of pre-come oozing there. Well she wasn't going to get any wetter, Luca thought. She pushed Oscar away and rolled onto her back, kicking away the sheet that entangled around her legs. As she opened her legs Oscar knelt between them. Slowly he lowered himself onto her. She could feel the enormous mushroom head probe her nether lips but unable to gain entrance. You have no hair down there, Oscar whispered in her ear as he furtively tried to enter. He started nibbling again. Just typical, Luca thought. She made a vee with her middle and index finger and spread her labia. With the other hand she guided the cock into the wide opening. God the head is huge, she thought as it stretched the walls of her vagina. Then with a plopping sound he thrust his length into her. Her tight cunt gripped him and he paused for a moment, as if getting used to these new surroundings. Luca removed one hand and cupped one of his buttocks. The other felt his ball sack and then moved over her budding clitoris, stroking it. Very slowly Oscar began pumping into her. It was almost excruciating. She could feel the walls of her vagina draw around the mushroom as he slowly withdrew half his length from her love tunnel. He would pause, and then pound into her. His pace picked up, and the almost interrupted thrusts became a fast tattoo pounding her. Luca began to direct his thrusts by holding his buttocks. She didn't need to finger her clit anymore, the friction of his prick and pelvis was getting her off. Her thighs gripped his hips and shuddered with each stroke. She could feel her wetness running down her thighs with every outstroke and forming a puddle around her ass. Luca could feel an orgasm coming when Oscar suddenly withdrew. The vacuum this left in her vagina was awful - like a cold wind in winter. He stood on his knees over her and grasped her ankles. He put them around her neck and then ran his hands down her legs, coaxing his fingers over her inner thighs till he ran into the dampness. Luca lay on her back with the soles of her feet parallel with the ceiling and her ass a few inches off the mattress. Oscar held his cock at mid-length and directed into the upward pointing mouth of Luca's cunt. Slowly he pushed in half its length. Luca gasped as the thick head filled her void. You OK? Oscar asked. Luca nodded, unable to speak. Suddenly he thrust the remaining inches into her. In this prone position blood was rushing to her head and mixed with the drugs and alcohol Luca already consumed. The orgasm that had been welling quickly expressed itself in this new position and Luca shuddered as it racked through every cell of her body. This guy new what he was doing. Oscar began to alternate his thrusts into her. First he would slide a half length of his cock out of her and then stab it all back into her before another small withdraw. This would go on for a dozen strokes. Then he would only withdraw an inch but his prick would piston mechanically back and forth, very hard and fast and with the big meaty cockhead brushing against her cervix. Remo would fuck her like this, she thought as she closed her eyes and the starburst off another orgasm filled her vision. After about five minutes and three more orgasms he withdrew again. Luca's body was pliant as he turned her over onto her front. Oscar's hands gripped her hips and lifted them so that the magic mushroom head brushed against her engorged labia. I can't come like that, Oscar explained, my prick points down too much to let out my come. Luca wasn't complaining. His cock slid easily into her. This time he kept to the piston stroke rhythm. One hand grasped the one tuft of pubic hair she had not shaved between his fingers while his thumb rolled a circular pattern over her clitoris. Oscar's other hand tweaked her nipples and massaged her breasts. Luca's head lay in buried in a pillow while Oscar's hips pounded against her upright ass. She really couldn't take much more of this. Oscar's hands gripped her hips and began a faster frenetic pace. Luca lifted her head, resting her upper body on her elbows and felt Oscar biting her shoulders in between his grasps. Suddenly she felt his explosion and his cream gush into the wet tightness of her vagina. Another orgasm erupted from her tired body. Luca's elbows gave way and the two of them collapsed into the white sheets. Luca felt the untensing body on top of her and the slowly softening cock entombed her passage. It had been good. She felt physically and emotionally spent and her mind drifted away in the sweaty warmth their two bodies had generated. She closed her eyes. Luca felt Oscar slowly pull is half-hard member from her and roll over next to her. His arm draped across her back. She drifted into sleep. Luca didn't know what woke her. The dim bulb of the night light cast the room into eerie shadows. Oscar was no longer there, but Luca could feel his body warmth on the sheets beside her. She had no idea how long she had been asleep. Luca lifted herself out of bed. As she did so she felt the viscous fluids spend from her vagina's mouth and dribble down her thighs. She picked up her tee-shirt at first to wear it, but the rolled it up and used it as a rag to clean herself. She threw the ball into the corner of the room next to her bags. Oscar's clothes were draped over the rickety arm chair, so she knew he was there. She walked down the hallway to the well lit front room, not quite sure what to expect. Luca paused and leant against the door jamb and watched the scene in the living room unfold. Karol was there. Luca could see her whole naked body bobbing up and down behind the couch. Her breast rose and fell as she humped a hidden body. She was moaning and her hair flailed around her head and hid her facial features. Karol was still fucking Daniel, and fucking him hard. Oscar was sitting in the same rattan chair as before with his right hand stroking his cock, the obscenely huge head poking out of his palm. No one else in the room noticed Luca, and she dropped back into the dark hallway so that she could still watch. Karol lifted herself off her lover. As she got off the couch she kicked away the coffee table and filled the space it vacated. Daniel lifted himself up from the couch. I want your cock in my mouth again, she said to Daniel. Daniel got on to his knees on the floor in front of Karol's mouth. He stroked his cock right before her lips, keeping it hard. You, Karol barked at Oscar, fuck me doggie style. As ordered positioned himself behind Karol's generous ass. She leaned her head forward and grasped the head of Daniel's cock with her mouth. She patted the back of her thigh with one hand and Oscar easily shoved the monster head of his cock into her cunt. For the first time Luca noticed Daniel's generous endowment; he had to be at least nine or ten inches long. Karol sucked on his schlong and Luca could see the flesh of her cheeks stretch as she sought to accommodate half of Daniel's length. Oscar pounded her ass, and Luca noticed he used the same alternating rhythm of stabs and slow withdraw with the interluding pistons that he'd used before. Within minutes the curve of Karol's back shuddered and she released Daniel's cock from the trap of her mouth. Something different, Karol said. She got Oscar to lie down on his back and then held his penis perpendicular. Agonizingly, she slowly lowered her cunt onto his thick cock. Within moments she was gyrating on the sword embedded into her tender folds. Luca saw Karol close her eyes as she orgasmed again. Luca barely noticed that her right hand had found her clitoris and was stroking it, her attention engrossed in Karol's pleasure. Daniel positioned himself in from of Karol, and she eagerly took his prick into her mouth as he stood in front of her, legs akimbo over Daniel. Luca watched as Karol grasped Daniel's' balls and then sucked down his whole length. She could see Karol's throat convulse as Daniel's prick entered her throat. Soon Karol's head was bobbing over the whole length of the long prick, mirroring her body's impalement and withdrawal on the prick below her. Karol released the cock from her mouth. Fuck my ass, she said simply. Luca's fingers were probing her vaginal lips and bringing her body to some fruition. Daniel moved behind the two bodies and knelt as if in prayer. Karol lowered her body so it was parallel with Oscar's and her ass poked up into the air. Luca was amazed that she moved into this new position without breaking her rhythm. Daniel spat into his has and then rubbed his spittle over the length of his cock. Now, Karol said. Luca watched fascinated as Daniel pulled apart Karol's cheeks and positioned the head of his prick against the puckered opening of her asshole. Karol suddenly jerked her body backed and engulfed the head of the prick. Daniel pushed against her and pushed in another three inches of cock into the anal cavity before him. Luca could see the twin cocks brush against each other as the pummeled in and out of Karol. Daniel was eventually able to stuff most his length into Karol's ass, leaving her gasping as she rode that and Oscar's cock. Luca could see Karol's eyes engorged and dilate as the two guys syncopated their thrusts. Karol started groaning as the two Swiss fucked her hard. Luca masturbated as she watched the threesome fuck before her. Both Daniel and Karol started yelling, God, in different languages as they neared orgasm. Oscar probably wanted to, but his face was engulfed in Karol's locks. Luca's own fingers stroked herself silly as she watched the threesome climax. They collapsed in heap of flesh, and Luca returned to her bed. She stroked herself to climax lying there, her mind permeated by the images of the scene of Karol and her two lovers fucking, of Oscar fucking her while her shins wrapped around his neck, and Remo who would be here soon. She drifted into sleep. Luca never woke until she felt a body embrace her. It's me, Karol said. I'm clean. Luca could feel Karol's cool body press against her and Karol's wet hair. Karol's hand cupped Luca's right breast, and they dreamed together. FIVE: THE MARKET Saturday morning. Sunlight bathed the room when Luca stirred. Karol was still asleep next to her, her dark hair fanned across the white sheets and her face buried in the pillow. Luca tried to work out what time it was and guessed it was mid morning. Without disturbing her friend Luca got out of bed and took a shower. As the water flayed over her body she thought about the night before. She really needed that, she thought. Oscar had been a good tension relieving fuck. Luca's cunt still felt a little sore from the pounding from that cock head. And Karol's wantonness, the way she arranged Daniel and Oscar in the living room leading up to the dramatic climax on the cold tile floor. Wow. Luca had never watched anyone else fuck before, but watching Karol take both guys, one up the ass while straddling the other, had really turned Luca on. While Luca lathered her smooth body, she stroked herself to a little orgasm reliving the scene that had played out before from her hidden spot in the dark hallway the night before. Luca finished her shower and put on the white maillot swimsuit. Back in the bedroom Luca found Karol was still asleep. Figuring that Karol deserved to sleep in a little longer on account of her sexual exertions, Luca left the apartment and strolled down to the nearby beach for a morning swim. The salty water made her so buoyant that she floated on her back for a while, looking back at the shore at the picturesque town. Luca then lay out on her towel and let the hot sun dry her and leave small salt patches on her dark and tanning skin. Eventually Luca's hunger led her back to the fifth floor apartment. Karol was already awake, showered and dressing in the bedroom. She was sitting on the bed tying up her shoe laces though all she was wearing were a pair of baggy shorts. Luca recognized these as belonging to Remo, her boyfriend. They were too big for Luca to wear, slipping easily over her narrow hips, but apparently Karol could fill them. Across the street Luca could see a shadowy figure watching from behind a curtain from a neighboring apartment. Luca lowered the blinds to give Karol some more privacy. I love that swimsuit on you, Karol bantered. I could never get away with wearing something like that, but it suits you. Every time I see you in it I just want to strip it off. Luca laughed and recalled the way Karol had stripped the suit off her the previous day. Karol then proceeded to eat Luca out. Luca felt a little dampness between her legs at the memory. That Daniel boy was quite a find, Karol continued. A cock like that can go a long way toward satisfying a girl's needs, you know. How was yours? Lot of staying power. A good fuck. But you should know. Jealous are we? No, replied Luca, and actually it was a lot of fun watching. I've never seen someone take two guys at once. I don't know how you could take all of Daniel up the ass like that. It's the first time I've done two at the same time. It was weird. I could feel both cocks rubbing against each other separated by a thin film of flesh. My flesh! But I couldn't concentrate on sucking him off, so I had to do something. God I was far gone! So you never had long cock? No, and I don't think I could. I'm really small and tight. It takes me a while just to get lubed up for a normal one. We'll see, Karol said with a playful twinkle in her eyes. By this time Karol had finished dressing. She wore the same blue and white stripped bikini top under a loose tee-shirt. The two girls decided to get something to eat at the open air market that was held twice a week in the square in front of the church. They wandered through the crowded stalls. Luca was paying for some lettuce and tomatoes when she saw Karol miming a blowjob with an overgrown cucumber; it was amazing that no one else noticed the act. At other stalls Karol stroked other vegetables in a seductive manner - a mis-shapened curved zucchini caught her attention in one display, a bulbous eggplant at another. Luca blushed over her companion's licentiousness. Luca brought enough food for the rest of the weekend and they returned to the apartment. There they prepared a meal and washed down a couple of glasses of wine. Karol rolled a joint from her never ending supply of hash and they smoked it outside on the balcony that overlooked the sea. Luca felt a little drowsy after the lunch and smoke and was drifting off to sleep when Karol shook her shoulder. Not yet, little one, Karol said when Luca looked up. It's time to play. I think it's about time you learn how to eat cunt. Figuring that she did owe Karol for bringing her off yesterday afternoon Luca followed the brunette in the apartment. Still, she was amazed at Karol's libido and her wanting sex again so soon after last night. Strangely Karol wasn't in the bedroom when Luca went through the door, but quickly came in carrying a plastic shopping bag that she placed next the bed. That's for later. First you've got to eat me, explained Karol. They quickly got out of their clothes and lay down together on the bed. At first they began kissing and petting each other's bodies. For Luca this was a novel experience. It was the first time she had physically explored another woman's body. In fact she never had the urge to before, but somehow it seemed so natural to run her hands over Karol's limbs and torso. And it was very different from her own and she noted how Karol's arousal differed from her own. As Luca kneaded and kissed Karol's nipples they got perky like her own, but the buds drowned in an expanding sea of Karol's aureoles. Luca's own aureoles swelled and pushed her nipples into Karol's mouth. Luca loved getting to know these large breasts, but after a while Karol pushed Luca's face down. At first Luca was a little tentative. The thick matt of pubic hair exuded the aroma of Karol's cunt. Luca's tongue explored the opening, feeling the crinkled edge of Karol's inner labia. She put her nose into the tunnel and breathed its steaminess while her tongue explored the area between the cunt and the petal like asshole. Soon Luca was lapping in earnest and enjoying the slightly salty taste that gushed into her mouth. That's good, girl, but put your tongue in deeper, advised Karol. Luca did as she was told. The bristles of her tongue probe the wet folds of the vagina's walls. The tunnel pulsed around the snaking protuberance as Luca literally french kissed Karol's cunt. Luca couldn't believe someone could get so wet. Karol's pubic hair was matted from the dampness that Luca's tonguing was spreading. Karol gasped and her body rocked orgiastically. Now work on my clit, Karol ordered. Luca unwillingly withdrew from the tunnel and her tongue trailed lovingly around the engorged opening. Karol had spread apart the hood the protecting the swelling bud with her left hand. It was huge, almost half in inch long and straining upwards. Luca pressed it between her lips and massaged it. No, use your tongue. The tip of Luca's tongue brushed against the clitoris and circled it, relaxing and tightening. Karol sighed. Luca started to flick her tongue against the bud quickly but slowed when Karol told her to be more patient. Karol wanted a big building orgasm, so Luca applied a constant pressure with her tongue and circled in around the clitoris, changing direction every thirty seconds or so. Luca's fingers began to play with the folds of skin at the opening of Karol's vagina. Karol ordered those digits to penetrate. Luca was able to put two, then three fingers into the tunnel and began to finger fuck. Looking up she could see Karol's chest heaving and as she was nearing to come. Karol's free hand cupped one of her breasts and Luca stretched out an arm to massage the other one. Luca's tongue speeded up and so she gave up the circular motion and just lapped at the jewel-like bud. Oh God! Karol moaned and convulsed on the bed. God! God! Ohhhhh! Luca was sure people could hear Karol coming on the street five floors below, but kept up at her efforts until Karol pushed her away. Luca slid her body up so that she was face to face with Karol and she could see the misty look in Karol's eyes. Slowly Karol's breathing slowed to normal and her eyes focused. Was that OK? Luca asked. It was very OK. Very very OK. You're a very quick learner. They cuddled for a while, kissing each other and slipped into sleep. Luca awoke when she felt something enter her vagina. Karol's fingers were between Luca's legs and Luca could feel that Karol ministrations had already made her dewy. Karol was nuzzling Luca's neck. Would this girl ever stop, Luca thought but enjoyed Karol's exploring fingers. Expertly the edge of Karol's hand brushed against Luca's clitoris, heightening her arousal. You really are tight, commented Karol and continued to excite her friend. Luca closed her eyes and relaxed to the massage. When she felt Karol move she waited expectantly to feel a mouth take over for the fast-moving fingers. Luca lay still as the fingers withdrew leaving an absent feeling inside of her. A few seconds later she felt the head of a cock push into her. Surprised she looked down to see what Karol was doing. Karol was slowly pushing the mis-shapened green squash in to Luca's cunt. Karol was looking at the shocked look in Luca's in a mirthful way. Luca could feel the curved vegetable stretch her vagina in some very weird ways as Karol moved it in and out. Karol! she protested. It's all right, came the reply, I put a condom on it. But we really need to stretch out this tiny snatch of yours. Karol set her face down on Luca's breasts and nuzzled between the two perked nipples. Luca watched as the in and out movement got deeper and she accepted the whole seven or eight inches. She could feel the tiny bumps on the surface of the vegetable press against the walls of her distended tunnel. Karol began to twist the cylinder around while her thumb dallied on Luca's clit. At first it felt really good to have this "cock" revolving, but as the arc got larger it began to hurt some. That's too much. It's too curved, Luca complained. How about this then? Karol asked waving a monster cucumber. It was twice as long and thick as the zucchini. There's no way, said Luca. But she watched as Karol rolled a condom down the green length. Karol then splayed her fingers over Luca's labia and pushed the head of the cucumber in Luca's wet cunt. Using the same in and out motion as before Karol slowly got more of the length in. It was amazing. Luca couldn't believe how the walls of her vagina could hold this huge thick thing. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the rhythmic thrusts. The tip of the vegetable started to butt against her cervix. Karol gauged the length of the cucumber that was inside Luca and then withdrew almost all of the vegetable. Then Karol started to thrust it in and out of Luca so that her vagina was almost entirely vacated before being entirely filled. Karol moved it very fast and Luca began orgasming compulsively. Luca closed her thighs to stop Karol when she couldn't take it anymore. Karol let go of the cucumber leaving over half of its length embedded in Luca. Karol lay down face to face with Luca and kissed her, her hands pawing Luca's breasts. As Luca came down from her climax she still felt horny. And that thing inside of her made her feel like she was about to explode. Luca began to reciprocate to Karol's caresses and soon had her hand in the cleft of her hairy cunt. Karol began to rotate the cucumber, and like the squash it produced the strangest sensations. And since it was straight it didn't hurt at all. Soon Karol was rotating half a turn one way and half a turn the other, and walls of Luca's tunnel were being pulled round as they gripped the huge vegetable. Luca orgasmed in a heaving scream. I've got an idea, Karol said. Carefully she pulled out the cucumber. Luca felt so empty without it. Karol took another rubber and rolled it over the other end of the cucumber, after first taking the stem of with her teeth. Karol grinned when she finished her handiwork. OK, lie diagonally on the bed, she told Luca. Luca moved and spread her legs. Karol slipped the condom clad cucumber into Luca's cunt. It felt good to have it back. Karol moved and lay at as a mirror image to Luca. Lift your ass a bit, Karol said. Luca rolled over slightly and felt Karol slip a leg underneath her body. Their two cunts faced each other like a study in contrasts. Luca could see the jungle of Karol's pubic patch damply patted down with its full reddened lips slightly agape. Meanwhile Karol could see Luca's almost hairless mound and her thin labia stretched by the obscene green cucumber. Almost imperceptibly Karol moved up to the end of the vegetable protruding from Luca. Slowly Karol's cunt wrapped itself around the free end of this organic dildo. In about a minute the lips of their cunts were rubbing together. Nothing green could be seen between them. Karol started to play with her clitoris, so Luca did the same. They could feel their labia rub against each. Suddenly Luca felt another inch of the cucumber push into her. It almost brought her off. See if you can squeeze it back over to me, suggested Karol. Luca clenched her grip around the cylinder and pushed. Eventually she found some unused muscles and was able to send the cucumber back toward Karol. You're getting it, coached Karol, just try to ripple along its length. The cucumber slid an inch back over into her. Luca was able to shove it back more easily this time. It was like she was massaging this thing with her cunt. With a little bit of practice the two girls were able to find a slow rhythm that Luca could manage. The tensing and relaxing were extremely sensual for Luca, and every time the cucumber pushed into her she came a little closer to orgasm. Both their hands worked on their respective clitorises, their fingers brushing against one another. Luca suddenly came. Her body heaved upward at the convulsion, and she felt the cucumber snap apart with the spastic movement. You can never find a strong cock when you need one, Karol said. She was sitting up and removing the two halves from both vaginas and tossed the broken vegetable on the floor. She resumed her laid back position and started rubbing her cunt against Luca's. Karol's fingers flayed over the bucking mounds and played with both clitorises. Karol started heaving at the exertion and Luca felt another orgasm rising inside of her. They came almost simultaneously. It was almost dark when Luca woke. For a moment she thought she had dreamed the whole thing, but the prostrate Karol beside her and the vegetables on and around the bed dispelled her of that. She woke Karol with a kiss on her lips. I'm hungry, Luca told her. Karol smiled. She picked up the latex wearing zucchini that lay beside her. You want some of this, Karol said waving the squash. No, I'm really hungry. As they got up and dressed Karol went through the plastic shopping bag she'd brought in to the room. She removed an eggplant from it and showed it to Luca. Now this would be a challenge for either of us, she said and held it upright with her two hands. SIX: WELCOME RETURN Sunday morning. Luca awoke listening to "Sunday Morning." Nico's voice was tinny from the small speakers of the junior boom-box. As the song faded Luca rubbed the sleep from her eyes and opened them. The bedroom was in a state of confusion. Sheets had been peeled from the mattress, pillows and clothes littered the floor. Luca felt this vague ache between her legs that was at once a dull bruise and a zone of unrequited emptiness. She couldn't quite recall all that happened the night before. After the exploration of Karol's finds from the market, the two of them had dined and immediately returned to bed. It had been a night of exploration, of finding the right buttons on each other's bodies and psyches, and then pressing them. Luca could recall waking of the most tumultuous climax to find Karol's head once again between her legs and Karol's tongue licking. Luca could not recall if that happened the once, or if she had dreamed the second time. Breakfast is almost ready, Karol said as she popped her head in the doorway of the bedroom. Luca righted herself from the bed and sat on it. Karol walked past the door jamb, naked, back to the kitchen. Luca dressed herself lightly, but before she aroused enough energy to emerge from the room Karol entered bearing a plate with an omelet, bread and tomatoes and half of a grapefruit. You need to eat, Luca, Karol said, plopping her rump on the bed beside Luca, and keep up your strength. Luca looked at the generous portion of food and wondered where Karol got the energy to be so active, both in bed and out of it. Luca played with her food as she ate it in morsels. Karol started dressing, bending over to pick up her discarded clothes from the floor. "What time do you expect him?" Karol asked, clasping her bra around her waist before lacing the straps through her arms. All of sudden Luca realized that today was the day that Remo returned. It had been two months. Mainly two months of yearning, but with the last three days full of distractions. Mostly distractions centered around Karol and her sexual precociousness. First the raping blowjob of the teenage Angel, then sex with Karol herself, and more sex with Karol, plus the interlude on Friday night with the Swiss Oscar. And now Remo was coming back. I guess he'll be here around three or four. Well, I'm going to leave you two alone tonight. But I do what to meet him tomorrow, OK? Sure. Luca wondered about Remo meeting Karol, how he would react to her blatant desires let alone the things Karol had introduced Luca to. I've got to go to Mass. But if you don't see me on the beach bring your guy by the cabin in the morning. And with that Karol left. Luca waited at the train station. She knew what time Remo would be arriving in the city where she normally lived and felt sure he would just transfer trains and come down the coast to Sitges. As she had hoped he came on the second train. The whole time she was sitting on the track side bench Luca felt giddy. It was in part her expectations of reuniting with Remo, but also from a sense of guilt of her infidelity just this weekend. Not that they had ever sworn faithfulness or anything, but just a few hours ago she had her head buried between Karol's legs in an intense 69 as the sun rose. Nevertheless Luca felt elated when she saw Remo and rushed to embrace as he climbed down from the train. He'd cut his hair short, but other than that he was just the same. They walked through the narrow cobblestone streets to the apartment Luca had borrowed from a friend for the weekend, each of them carrying one of Remo's shoulder bags. Though he had been traveling for nearly twenty-four hours Remo was elated to be back and on a high from the journey, and chattered endlessly. Back at the apartment Remo unpacked some presents he brought for Luca, a pair of silver earrings, some wild tee-shirts, and some rough silk Indian scarves. Luca hadn't found the opportunity to tell him what had happened so far this weekend, but when they moved to the bedroom she really had no choice. It smells of sex in here, observed Remo Even Luca was aware of how the exertions of the past two nights emanated from the walls of the room and the bed. She had tried to air out the room and changed the sheets, but her coupling with Oscar and her multiple intercourse with Karol lingered. So Luca explained everything [well almost everything, I didn't find out about the blowjob to the teenager and the vegetables till later]. Remo was sort of amazed. Luca felt he was a little displeased about the tryst with Oscar, but fascinated by Karol and the description of her with Oscar and Daniel, and her explorations of or with Luca. Remo had his own confessions to make and recounted the liaisons he had out of the country. Having cleared her conscience with her confession, Luca now felt a need to perform an act of redemption. She unbuttoned the top of Remo's jeans and pulled down the zipper. Remo lifted his butt of the bed when Luca pulled down the pants. She knelt on the cool tile floor and rested her head on his thigh. His cock was just a little hard. She blew her warm breath over the Vienna sausage, and watched it perk. She held the tip of in her mouth and began to roll her tongue around the pisshole. Her lips held the growing cylinder of meat in her mouth very tightly so the foreskin could not unsheathe the whole head of Remo's cock as he hardened. She could see the skin of the remainder of his prick tighten, and by pulling up at the foreskin his normally tight balls were held even more tightly to the base of the prick. She knew this was causing some discomfort, but that he also liked it. His hands stroked her scalp lovingly. After a few moments she opened her mouth. Immediately the foreskin plopped back and exposed the dark mushroom cockhead. Taking a breath, she impaled her mouth on the whole hard length, feeling the head pass through her gullet into her throat. With her tongue she stroked the underside of the prick toward the base, letting her tongue out between her lower lip and the round cock so that it could stroke her balls. She released a few inches so that she could inhale and then begun hum while her tongue washed her saliva over the whole piece of meat. Remo began to lift her hips to fuck her mouth, and she eagerly responded. With one hand she began to stroke herself, her wrist pressing against the inside of the waistband of her shorts. Soon she felt his cock tense and a drop of precome mix with her own mouth. She savored it. When his cockhead began to jerk in earnest she released it from her mouth. Not yet," she said. "I want to really enjoy this. Remo kicked off his pants and stripped his shirt, and lay on his back on the bed. Luca quickly got her naked under the close scrutiny of Remo She did so with deliberate slowness, knowing that he wanted her tight body and the wait would just heighten his desire. When she walked toward him, he could see her from the front for the first time. Wow. You've shaved, he commented, it's like you're a little girl. Do you like little girls? Luca asked as she climbed over him onto the bed. I like you enough to eat. Which is what she wanted to hear. She stood on her kneed and walked on the mattress to each was pressing against his shoulders and looked down his body. His hard cock was swaying with its head about an inch above his belly button. She felt his hands on her hips pulling her down, and she lowered herself onto his face. Remo's goatee brushed against her smooth mons as his tongue began to probe the serrated lips of her crevice. Luca widened her stance so the mouth of her cunt pressed against his face. She could here him sucking and drinking the moisture that was draining from her body. His whole breathing was from her, her emissions; each exhalation blew his hot pants into her already heated vagina. His nose rubbed small circles between her cheeks and over her asshole. She noticed his hardness was ebbing so she leant forward, resting on one hand and used the other to grasped his cockhead. The movement also drove her crotch deeper into his face and made his tonguing more frenetic. Luca's gushes became torrents, lathering the two-days stubble on his face. Holding Remo's penis perpendicular to his body she began to nibble at the glans, her sharp white teeth pinching at the taut skin and bulging veins. His nose was now in her cunt, stroking her inner folds, while his tongues brushed against her swollen clitoris. She began to quiver with urgency, admiring the energetic desire he had to bring her off, so different from the languid buildup that was Karol's style. She began to grind her slit up and down on his face, wanting to be satisfied to satisfy him. His penis left her mouth as she came, gasping, though she held it upright all the while as she collapsed orgiastically next to him. For about thirty seconds she just lay there until her panting abated. Her hand flexed the hard muscle it still grasped. Luca had just come but she felt empty and wanted that void filled. She straddled over him, her back toward his face. Looking over shoulder she said, simply, "I'm going to fuck you." She placed the length of his hard cock further back, so it pointed toward his feet and rubbed the opening of her vagina against it. Her fluids still flowed and soon his cock glistened from her wetness and his public hair matted from her moisture too. Letting his penis stand upright she lowered herself down half his length, and then rose till it almost withdrew. Once she had judged the height of her movement she let his prick free from her hand and began to move slowly up and down it. The hands grasping her waist tried to speed her movement or make it deeper, but she would have none of it. She knew by keeping his prick forward and moving slowly she could keep him from coming through a mixture of the uncomfortable angle and the unrequited anticipation. She began to feel herself nearing some satisfaction and orgasmed as soon as her fingers skipped across the swollen bud of her clit. She took all of him, so that their pubic bones almost rubbed together. Leaning forward she pulled his cock to an even more acute angle inside of. Rather than fucking him, Luca just lifted and dropped her body, using her whole torso and her cunt clench to move from discomfort to near pain by varying the angle she held his prick. It was numbing him. He gripped and pulled back her shoulders so that her back was against her chest, and started to fuck her quickly, with each thrust lifting both of their bodies off the bed. As soon as he got into this more comfortable position she felt the blood rush and inflate his penis, making it press against her tight cunt walls. His glans rubbed against her g-spot at the lowest point of his thrust and she soon felt the tightness in her urinary tract. She thought of the previous day when she and Karol had passed the cucumber back and forth, and she tried to imitate the technique, the rippling of her vagina over his penis. Remo gasped and his thrusts slowed. How do you do that? he asked, but Luca left his question unanswered. Instead she used these new found muscles to massage his penis with her cunt. The tension it produced heightened her own pleasure, and she knew from the way Remo's nails were clawing at her skin that he was about to come. Luca rippled faster along the length of his cock as he began to thrust spasmodically, and she felt his first spurt of come fire into her cunt only to be diluted into the sea of her own arousal. His hands grasped her tender small breast. His whole cock pounded her automatically as she gripped and ungripped it with her cunt. She lay there, her back on his chest, and felt him soften inside her. She would flex her cunt to arouse him a little, and then unclench his prick and feel it shrink. Remo would kiss her occasionally. Finally his flaccid clock dropped from her cunt and she rolled over onto her stomach beside him. Did you miss me? He pulled her toward himself and kissed her. SEVEN: THE BEACH CABANA Luca and Remo had spent the rest of Sunday together, making up for the lost time of the last two months. After their initial lovemaking they had gone swimming on the crowded beach and then eaten at one of the little bistros on the esplanade overlooking the water. Back at apartment they continued their reunion making love once before falling sleeping, and again in the middle of the night in heated passion. The second time Remo mounted her from behind and then tried to penetrate Luca's ass. For a moment Luca almost allowed him, but just couldn't get over her fear that his hard cock would rupture her if he penetrated that sanctum. Instead Remo let his prick slide between her tight cheeks, the underside rubbing against her asshole until his come streamed onto her brown back. In the morning they decided to spend one more night in Sitges before going back to the city. Luca had to start looking for a new job and Remo had to unload some of stuff he'd brought from out of country. But before work they should enjoy the weather and the beach and spend a few more hours with each other. As the dressed Remo insisted that Luca wear only the bottom of her string bikini and use one of the new Indian scarfs to bond around her breasts. The gold thread that ran through the rough silk made Luca's nipples sensitive and she was sure their shadows could be discerned beneath the pinkish material. On the beach they lay sleepily next to one another, dipping into the cool water every once in a while. Remo liked to watch Luca coming out of the water, her thin figure striding through the wavelets and her small breast accentuated beneath the wet improvised top. There were few other people on the beach, and no sign of Karol, the girl that Luca had befriended before Remo's return. Around lunch time they decided to walk up the beach to Karol's cabin, to see if she was around. When they walked up to the shack on stilts they could see that the front door was slightly ajar, so they climbed up the steps to the small porch and Luca poked her head in the door, calling Karol's name. In the back she could hear water running so Luca entered Karol's home while Remo made himself comfortable on the porch. As she suspected Luca found Karol in the shower, and told her that she and Remo would be waiting outside. After a few minutes Karol's head floated in the doorway. Come on in, you two, don't be shy. I was going to roll us all a joint. When they entered the shadowy room Karol was already burning a pellet of hash and scraping the loose bits into a small mound of tobacco. Her still wet dark hair was cascading droplets on the table and plastered to her bare shoulders. All she wore was a small blue towel that hung from a loose tuck between her generous cleavage. The towel barely reached the top of her thighs, and both her visitors could see the wisps of her pubic patch. Complaining that her hands were too moist, Karol asked Remo to roll the joint. Karol had made a generous mixture that hit them as they passed the spliff around. Remo in particular, not having smoked in the past couple of months, felt the tokes hit his head. He was sitting on a floor cushion on the floor opposite the two girls on the worn couch. Remo watched as the scene unfolded in a dream-like state. At first Karol examined Luca's new earrings, lifting them with her fingers while the back of her hand brushed against Luca's ear lobes. From where he was sitting close to the floor Remos head was at the same height as the two girl's crotches, and he could see the dark jungle of Karol's as she casually parted her legs. Next Karol showed interest in the scarf wrapped around Luca's breasts. As she felt the rough material her right hand stroked Luca's breasts while her left rested on Luca's mid-thigh. Luca had a sort of dazed looked, and seemed to not recognize what was going on, or at least not care. Do you mind? Karol suddenly asked R, who shook his head. Karol immediately reached around to Luca's back and untied the scarf and stretched out before her. Luca looked a little uncomfortable at finding herself so suddenly half naked. I don't think I could ever wear something like this, Karol evaluated. She untucked the corner of the towel tucked between her breast and stood up, letting the towel fall onto the sofa. Her breasts drooped as she wrapped the fabric around her chest and tried to knot the scarf behind her back. Luca stood to help, but when Karol felt Luca's hands she grabbed Luca's wrists, pulling them forward and making Luca's hands cup her breast. Remo could see the breast flesh pliable in Luca's hands. That's the kind of support I need, reckoned Karol. She released Luca's wrists and turned and kissed her. Luca struggled for a second, but as Karol embraced her and slowly let her down on the couch she relaxed a little. After a few minutes of groping and kissing Karol paused. I want to know your guy. Do you mind? Like, let him join in? For a moment Luca's and Remo's eyes met. It was a contact that expressed mixed emotions -- some shock, some intrigue, some questions. Look, I'll let you two decide on your own, said Karol as she stood and walked behind the tapestry to her sleeping alcove. Silently Luca and Remo reached some agreement and followed Karol and found her outstretched on the ruffled bed, her thighs spread as her fingers stroked the crevasse edges of her labia. Karol smiled when she saw them. Still in silence Luca pulled down her bikini panties and joined Karol, kissing her on the lips while her right hand squeezed Karol's generous breasts. Remo stripped of his shorts and shirt and wondered what to do next. Luca's tanned hand caressed Karol's creamy buttocks and her finger nails stroked the seam between the generous orbs and the back of Karol's darker thighs. The contrast of dark and white skin, and the nearly glowing cuticles was a study of textures. The two girls were kissing passionately, their lips partially hidden by the wild strands of Karol's hair and Karol's petting hand that closed around Luca's face. Remo could see Luca's eyes were closed as she earnestly mashed her lips against Karol's. Luca's finger tips explore the valley separating Karol's derriere and noticed for the first time a black mole, slightly off center, and the top of the cleft. Luca's nipples were hard and the aureole inflated and rosy, a peculiar hue surrounded by brown skin. The sight aroused Remo and he felt his engorged cock swing like a derrick as he walked toward the two girls. He lay behind Luca, the base of his prick clasped between her buttocks and the head pressing against the vertebra of her lower back. His hands slipped under her arms and soon he kneaded her breasts, pinching the little rock hard nubbins of her nipples. Remo pressed his left knee and separated Luca's legs, so that his thigh pushed against her cunt lips and her juices began to matte the downy hair on his legs. His faced pressed into her hair, and he could smell her oils and the Mediterranean each time he inhaled. Karol's hand found his face and began to stroke it too, alternating caresses between Remo and Luca. Luca's hips began to move against his leg, at first grinding in a circular motion, but the moving vertically up and down his legs as she fucked it. She became so caught in his pelvic thrusting that she broke off her kiss and panted. Karol's fingers stroked Remo's lips, beckoning them to her own. Carefully Remo lifted his upper body and rested on his right elbow so that he was high enough to kiss Karol by leaning over Luca. His one free hand ontinued to cup Luca's breasts and torment her nipples, though her heaving broke his grip. Remo found that he could clench his hand so that the little finger encapsulated the tiny button nipples of his girlfriend, while the larger opening of thumb and index finger could capture a soft distended nipple at the apex of Karol's breast. Karol's were so pliable, like gummy worms, as he blindly entombed them in his hand. He could feel Karol's hand run up his thigh, stroking him and gradually finding the object of her quest, the juncture between his leg and Luca's driving cunt. Remo felt the palm of her hand rest against his legs, and felt the electricity of Karol's first finger tip touch of Luca conducted through his body. Luca's rhythm intensified, and she pressed harder and harder against his thigh as Karol dallied with Luca's exposed clit. He could tell from Luca's breathing that she was about to come and let his hand fall from between the two sets of wonderful breasts and hold her belly. For the first time Remo pushed his leg upwards against Luca and tried to match her stroke for stroke, knowing that this would bring her over the edge. When she came, Luca rolled over on to her front in a crumpled mass. Karol and Remo looked at each other over her prostrate body, sharing together with each for the first time the experience of wasted post-orgiastic Luca and smiled as Luca's panting ebbed to deep whopping breaths. Suddenly Karol ducked down and attacked the patch of juices Luca had deposited on Remo's thigh. He could feel her tongue curl around the mess and Karol's tongue spreading it around. Remo held Luca, nuzzling the back of her neck with his face buried in her sweet smelling light brown hair. He could feel Karol's mouth all over his left leg and then her tongue probe and touch one his balls. At first it just darted, leaving a cooling film on his sac, but soon she was kissing both of his balls. Luca was more alert and she turned her face and begun to kiss Remo, small pecks on his lips and cheeks. All at once he felt one of his balls disappear in Karol's mouth. She cupped in her cheek, holding it there with her white teeth and gnawing her jaw slightly against the fragile egg. Her tongue painted spittle against it, while all the time sucking fiercely and stretching his scrotum deeper into her mouth. It was an agonizing combination of sweet and sour, and he felt his ball ache. Suddenly she released it and snared its partner in her mouth; this time Karol let it rest on her curling tongue while she tried to vacuum the egg down her throat while biting on the loose sac skin. As Karol alternated her liaisons with his balls Remo noticed that the straining hard-on he hand was numbed by the weird pain and pleasurable sensations inflicted on his balls. Luca's hands was now roving down Remo's chest and he felt touch against his subdued but still hard penis. A finger, he guessed Luca's, began to pierce his the outside of whatever one of his balls being engulfed in Karol's mouth. Karol began to adjust her body, her attachment to his groin being the pivot of her movement, until her wide hips loomed over Remo's and Luca's heads. Still partially kissing each other they lunged toward the tangled thatch that only partially hid her engorged cunt lips. They used their tongues, letting them ripple around the serrated mouth of her vagina before probing into Karol's steamy cunt. The aroma and taste differed from Luca's, Remo thought as he sampled her tangy mustiness. Luca tasted much sharper and crisper though her juices did not linger as long as Karol's. Remo's and Luca's tongues entwined in the opening haven of Karol's vagina, their noses bumping against Karol's prominent and aroused clitoris. Karol began biting the underside of Remo's cock in between sucking his scrotum. Her teeth nipped at his fleshy cock tube. Slowly he noticed Karol move her hips away from his face and onto Luca's, while he felt her mouth purse around the rigid length of his cock up towards its mushroom head. He felt Karol's lips chewing softly at the knob, her tongue swirling over the already straining dome while her mouth pushed down and made the head of his cock even more taut. If it wasn't for the smarting of his balls Remo thought he would have exploded, but it was as if those previous ministrations acted as a local anesthetic to his arousal. Remo felt his whole length slip into Karol's mouth and her teeth clench around its base; then she began to suck. Slowly Karol increased the suction, breathing through her nose while her cheeks imploded and massaged the sides of his cock, like a snake digesting a still quivering prey. It was arousing but numbing at the same time. As Karol's suction pulsated he noticed that her hips began to sway in the same rhythm over and into Luca's face. All of a sudden Karol's whole body quivered and she released Remo's wet cock, which thumped against his stomach. After a few moments Karol raised herself off the haphazard mattress of Remo and Luca and turned to them and simple said, I need to fuck. With that said she turned toward Remo and knelt with a knee resting on the outside of each thigh. One hand slipped into the notch between her legs so that the outside part of it rubbed between her slightly parted lips. Luca and Remo could seen the moisture glisten on Karol's skin. After a few strokes lifted her hand and sucked her juices off it, while her other hand began almost hacking her dripping lips. Then she grabbed the base of Remo's cock and held it vertically and lowered herself on to it in one deep plunge, gyrating her pubic mons against Remo's. Without ceremony Karol started fucking Remo with short intense stroke, raising up only a couple of inches before mechanically pistoning down. One hand continued to brazenly stroke her clit. Remo just lay on the bed as Karol fucked him. He contrasted this rubbery loose cunt with the tight warm tunnel he'd enjoyed the night before. He could feel Karol's juices flow over him and hear the slight sucking sounds as her cunt impelled and expelled air as she rose and fell over his pelvis. Not wanting to be left out of it, Luca straddled Remo's head so that her cunt pressed her lips. To keep divert his attention from the fast fucking from Karol Remo swirled his tongue around Luca's sweet sharp cavern, awed by her hairless pubes. His tongue would flitter occasionally upwards and glance against her rock hard clit. The tip of his nose pressed against Luca's flower-like asshole, and he began to roll his face so that his nose titillated this forbidden zone. Luca would move away to avoid this nasal attention, but her craving of his tongue against his clit inevitably made her return to a position where he could renew his attention to her rectum. Karol's rhythm intensified and her strokes got longer. Luca was teasing her breasts, occasionally bending forward to kiss them. Karol's arms just rested on Luca's shoulders and she pumped and grinded against Remo until she came, and then she plumped forward and rested against Luca. The walls of cunt pulsed around the length of Remo's prick, as if trying to entice his seed by gentle persuasion. His cock still felt numb but Remo could feel the time bomb of his climax ticking down. Luca's rocking on his face grew faster so Remo pressed his tongue between the cleft guarding her clitoris and flexed it against the hard button until he felt her mini-orgasm shiver through her body. Quickly Luca lifted her body off his face and knelt next to the parallel bodies of her lovers. I want to be fucked too, she pined. Hearing her need Karol disentangled herself from Remo's hardon and let him position himself behind Luca's buttocks. Before entering her he lubricated his cock by rubbing it across the mouth of Luca's cunt, so the uppermost third slid back and forth against her clit. Luca rested on all fours, bracing her upper body on her palms. Slippery from both Karol's and Luca's wetness, Remo's cock would occasionally slip away from its desired target and snake between Luca's small tight buttocks. He could feel Luca push against him and felt her hand grasp his length and direct his cockhead between her lips. It easily slid into her wet tunnel, the walls of her cunt embracing this welcome intruder. He fucked her hard, thrusting his length into her in one sharp motion. Then Remo would very slowly withdraw almost the entire length of his prick before lunging into her so that his hips pressed against her pelvis despite the cushion of her ass. Meanwhile Karol had rolled beneath Luca and began to lubricate with her mouth and tongue the already moist juncture of prick and cunt. When Remo first felt her mouth caress the length of his withdrawing cock, her tongue pressing against the underside, he thought he would explode with only a few more plunges. But then Karol began to encase his balls in his mouth, sucking them again, and drawing his come back down to his scrotum. He could feel Karol's tongue continue to stroke the underside of his cock, and from Luca's gyrations knew that Karol was working her magic on Luca's clit. To tease her, Remo withdrew his cock and rubbed it over the cleavage of Luca's buttocks; almost immediately Luca reached for his prick and redirected it for her pleasure. He did it again a couple of more times, enjoying how her firm cheeks embraced his prick, but each time Luca grabbed him and placed his prickhead into the confines of her vagina. When Luca came she collapsed forward onto Karol. She was still writhing in pleasure as Karol released Remo's balls and let him fall on top of Luca. His prick nestled between those desirable buttocks and he moved his hips, trying to press the tip of his cock against Luca's puckered asshole. In spite of being racked with pleasure, Luca was aware enough not to let herself be violated. continued to press against her, but eventually Luca threw him off her back. Stop it! she complained, stop trying to fuck me there. Don't spoil this. Karol had disentangled herself from her lovers, and sat on her knees surveying the scene. There was a moment of silence as Luca glared at Remo, while he beseeched her with his look. Karol broke the impasse. You can fuck my ass. If you like. . . Luca rolled her eyes in reluctant approval. She watched as Remo positioned himself behind Karol who rested on her elbows, her buttocks pouting toward the straining prick that loomed above her. Karol looked over her shoulder. Have you ever done this before? Karol asked. Remo shook his head. Make sure you're really wet. At first go real slow, but push constantly until you get the head in. Then it's easy. . . but play with me, ok? Remo placed his cockhead against the swollen asshole, and pressed it between the jelly-like membrane. Karol's asshole swelled as he increased the pressure, but following her orders he slowly pushed and felt the tip of his prick disappear into Karol's anus. He could feel the mushroom enter through the gates and the next couple of inches slipped easily into Karol. Remembering the advice he'd been given he began to stroke through Karol's matted pubic hair and place to fingers into her vagina while his thumb rested on her swollen clitoris. His cock felt like it was in a vise, and he pumped slowly back and forth, in and out of Karol's ass. When he looked down he could see Karol's cheeks shiver, and the small mole being pulled in the rift between them with each of his thrusts, and then creeping outward with each outstroke. Luca watched, sitting crosslegged on the mattress, her right hand stroking her clitoris as she watched Remo assfuck Karol. Her left hand soon joined Remo's and began to coax an orgasm from Karol. Within a couple of minutes the tight clench of Karol's rectum, pulsing from the orgasms in its neighboring vagina, brought all that come that had been welling up from the constant stimulation to the point of explosion. REMO felt it ejaculate into the tight confines of Karol's belly, jet after jet of thin sticky come pulsing from his cockhead, a blinding emotion cutting off his vision. Be careful when you pull out. Real slow please, said Karol. It was only minutes later, but like another age. Remo was resting his face against Karol's shoulder while Luca embraced both of them. Slowly Remo pulled his cock out. Karol rolled over onto her back, and looked at her two lovers. No one quite knew what to say. But they all knew there'd be time to say it.