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Bitter Lemons - Part 2

Part 1 can be found here - https://xhamster.com/stories/bitter-lemons-part-1-690552.

Part 2 will make more sense if you read Part 1 first.

This is all my own work and copyright remains with me.

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"You think they'll definitely be here?", asked Ben as we climbed out of the taxi into the warm late evening sun.

"No idea", I replied. "I just had that one letter and don't have contact details for her. It just said she'd be in the piano bar with her friend at eight o'clock tonight".

"I wonder what her friend's like? She might be a moose".

"In that case she's yours", I laughed.

"No way Pedro", laughed Ben quoting 'Del Boy' and patting his man-bag, "I've got the massage oil, condoms and lube. That red haired lass was on the NAAFI checkout again when I bought the lube yesterday. Got a wink. That's the third bottle I've bought off her".

"Sergeant Costa's wife", I said.

"Really? Fuck. I thought I was on a promise".

"Perhaps you are, but you better not let Costa catch you. He's a rugby front row and a very good boxer".

"Aren't the rugby team off to Canada for three weeks soon?".

"I'm telling you, he'll rip your balls off".

"If he finds out".

As this was our seventh or eighth visit to the Churchill Hotel we were more confident than the first time, so nodded to the concierge and walked straight into the lobby. "Anyway, I wouldn't have had to buy more lube yet if you hadn't left that big bottle in the shower last time Charlie was here", said Ben quietly.

"I was distracted", I offered weakly.

"What, because you had your cock up Charlie's ass?".

"Yeah", I laughed, "Fuck, she was tight".

"Perhaps she'll let me this time, or her friend".

"Well, Charlie did say in her letter that her friend had said we should bring plenty of lube".

"How's the time?", Ben asked.

"Ten to eight. Let's go out to the terrace bar, we don't want to be sitting in the piano bar waiting for them like a pair of prats".

"Good evening gentlemen, what can I get you?", asked the barman in his white jacket.

"Ah, Keo and a Charlie please George", replied Ben, reading his name tag.

Looking around I could see no sign of Charlie. "Can't see her in here".

"From where I'm standing I can see the elevators through that window, 'course they may already be in the other bar".

As I took a sip of my Keo beer, Ben poured his Carlsberg. Looking at me he said, "I wonder how Taff's enjoying his sister's wedding, probably shitfaced by n...., shit!".

Before I could respond a male voice behind me said, "Well, good evening gentlemen".

Turning, I found myself looking at the CO - Lt Col Webster with his wife, plus the Quartermaster, the Adjutant and two Company Commanders, all with their wives. They must have been out on the veranda. Putting my beer down I said, "Good evening Sir..., Ma'am". Obviously, on base and in uniform I would have saluted, or 'braced up' if out of uniform - unlike American soldiers, British soldiers only salute in uniform and then only if wearing a hat. Due to the terrorist threat we were under orders not to acknowledge officers off base if in civvies, though with the CO's handlebar moustache and bearing, it was pretty obvious what he was. It's also tradition that when faced with a group of officers, you present your compliments to the senior officer and ignore the rest.

"So what are you up to Corporal Cumberpatch, Corporal Allen?", the CO asked quietly.

"Just waiting for our ladies Sir", I replied.

"Jolly good, looking very smart. Glad to see you both getting out and about, too many soldiers sitting in the NAAFI on a Saturday night for my liking".

"And you Sir, a celebration?", asked Ben.

"Cynthia's birthday", replied the CO, gesturing towards his wife, "We're having dinner".

"Well happy birthday Ma'am, we hope you have a lovely evening", said Ben.

"Why thank you gentlemen, likewise", she replied smiling.

With the Adjutant holding the door open, the CO nodded, "Gentleman". Ben and I stood there smiling stupidly as they filed out; the ladies smiling, their husbands looking puzzled. The last to leave was the Quartermaster - Ben's boss - who raised one eyebrow as he went past.

As the door swung closed, we breathed a sigh of relief. "Fuck", said Ben, "Imagine if Charlie had walked in then, she believes we're Ruperts".

I shrugged, "A chance we take I suppose, it's worked well so far".

Ben drank some of his beer and chuckled, "Fuck yeah, that American teacher last week was a dirty bitch, I think I could get used to blow jobs with a finger up my ass. Not sure I'd want her teaching my k**s though! Nice tits for fifty".

"Christ, she was fucking noisy", I said, "I like a bit of moaning and groaning, but all that, "Fuck me, fuck me, do it harder, oh you feel so good, make me come, fill my cunt, oh you're so good, make me come, oh god, you're so big, fuck me hard, oh yes", was doing my head in. She got the hump when Taff told her to "Shut the fuck up".

"Didn't stop him fucking her ass twice. I've got his little camera in my bag", said Ben.

"bloody hell Ben! Charlie'll crucify you if she finds out".

"Nah, I'm going to be up front about it. Offer to take some and give her the film. It's up to her what she does with it. Thought they might like a souvenir".

"I'd tread lightly if I was you. She sounded well pissed in her letter".

"Perhaps she'll have seen the funny side by now".

"Somehow I doubt it. Perhaps we ought to apologise, test the water as it were, see what she says".

"Okay, come on drink up, it's ten past, I need a fuck".

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Standing just inside the piano bar which appeared about half full, we looked around. "Same table as last time", said Ben nodding towards the far side of the room, "But her friend's half hidden by that plant".

"And over there sitting at two tables is the CO and his crowd. I'd assumed they were going straight into the restaurant".

"Fuck 'em", said Ben, "We're not doing anything wrong".

"Let's get drinks", I said and walked towards the bar. I could see that the barman was Theo, as it had been every time we'd been here.

"Good evening gentlemen, it must be Saturday night, only two of you?".

"family duties", said Ben.

Theo nodded, "Two G&Ts and how many brandy sours?".

"Two please Theo", I said.

"Now", said Theo leaning on the bar, "Shall I save on the washing up and put the vodkas in straight away?".

I couldn't help laughing, "No, just as they come thanks".

"Ah", said Theo with a wink, "No vodka, you two must be on a promise. I can do you a jug for seven pounds if you want?".

"Okay, skip the gins, we'll have a jug of brandy sour and four glasses please Theo, and one for yourself".

"Thank you, a tab as usual?".

"Yes please", I said, handing over my credit card.

"Do you think they've seen us?", Ben asked me.

"Don't think so", I replied.

"Here's your credit card and your tab number", said Theo, "I'll send your drinks over, which table?".

I pointed, "Far side, by the big plant".

"Ah yes, I saw them come in. I think one of them was here only recently".

"That's right", said Ben.

"So", said Theo with a big grin and leaning forwards, "She's come back for more, you must be good. I hear that the American lady you er..., entertained last Saturday, had all her meals in her room for the next two days. Enjoy your evening gentlemen, your drinks will be over in a few minutes".

As we walked towards the table, I wondered how Charlie would react on seeing us. It had been two months since she wrote the letter; would she have had second thoughts? Was this some sort of revenge set-up? I needn't have worried. Charlie looked up and broke into a huge smile. "Boys! We were getting worried we were being stood up, take a seat. This is my friend Nina, Nina this is Liam and Ben".

For some reason I'd been expecting Charlie's friend to be her age - mid forties, so was quite surprised to see a gorgeous petite woman in her mid to late thirties, slim with high cheekbones and short, pixie style brown hair. She was wearing a pale blue summer dress with white sandals. The dress was low enough to give a tantalising view of her small round breasts. Charlie looked radiant in a white dress and sandals with her hair cascading over her shoulders. Glancing at her hand, I saw her wedding ring was gone.

"So where's Taff - the third musketeer?", asked Charlie as we sat opposite them.

"Somewhere in Wales that has no vowels and is unpronounceable", said Ben, "Attending his sister's wedding".

"So", said Nina with an impish grin and sparkling green eyes, "One each".

"Nina!", said Charlie.

"What?", said Nina, "They know what we're here for, what's the point of being subtle?".

"Brandy sours?", said a waiter appearing at my side.

"Please", I said watching him put the jug and four glasses on the table.

"Ah", said Nina, "The famous brandy sours, the reason for the fall from grace of my best friend".

"As you're both going to be drinking with us from the same jug", said Charlie, "I'm guessing there are no 'additives' in there?".

"No", I laughed, "As per the barman's recipe".

"Well you two go ahead while we finish our wine".

"I hope it's not Cypriot wine", chuckled Ben.

"No, I made that mistake last time. Do they make a decent Cypriot wine?".

"If they do", I said, "I've never found it".

"When I was here last time, the barman tried to get me to have some Commandaria wine", said Charlie, "Have you tried it?".

"Only once", I said, "It's supposed to date back a thousand years and is a local delicay. It tasted like last year's Christmas sherry to me".

Charlie laughed,"I consider myself to be well travelled and have sampled many 'local delicacies'; my late husband used to insist we try them, but no more. I've reached the conclusion that it is a con dreamt up by local tourist and marketing boards to shift inedible crap that the locals wouldn't touch with a ten foot barge pole. Have you ever seen a local actually eat or drink one of these so-called 'delicacies'? - No".

"I don't know about that Charlie", said Nina laughing, "I seem to remember you enjoyed that local delicacy you sampled in Trinidad at Christmas".

"Nina!", shrieked Charlie, going deep red.

"Ooh, tell us more Nina", said Ben leaning forwards with a grin.

"No, don't!", said Charlie.

"Oh Charlie", laughed Nina, "You're so funny sometimes. You're about to be fucked by two guys whose cum you've already swallowed and who have fucked every hole in your body - now you're going all shy?".

Charlie covered her face with her hands and groaned.

"I don't know if Charlie told you, but she and her husband ran a chain of jewellers which meant they couldn't go on holiday together. My late husband worked as a senior engineer on the North Sea oil rigs, so he was away a lot. I used to go on holiday with Charlie and our husbands would go on golf trips".

"So what happened in Trinidad", I asked, ignoring Charlie's glare.

"Well, we were staying at a very nice resort with a private stretch of beach", continued Nina, "There was a calypso night and we both drank far too many rum cocktails. About 2am we decided to go for a walk on the beach. It was nearly a full moon and the sea looked beautiful. We'd gone about a mile - well off the private beach - when we saw two lights in the water. As we got closer, we saw it was two black men waist deep in the water fishing. We stood and watched them for a while until one caught a big fish. He turned around to bring it back to the beach, saw us and waved. Charlie kept saying we should go back but I thought it would be rude to just turn and walk away".

"We didn't know who they were and the resort had warned us not to wander off the resort", said Charlie.

"Which turned out to be complete rubbish", said Nina. "It was a con to get you to spend your money on the resort. The islanders are lovely, I'd love to go back. Anyway, it turned out they were teenage brothers who worked as maintenance men at the resort. As we chatted his brother came out of the surf with another fish - apparently they are attracted to the lights. Charlie kept saying we should go, but there was something about the moonlight and water droplets on their dark skin. I'll skip some of the details, but twenty minutes later I was on my knees sucking a gorgeous black cock. Looking to my right I saw nervous little Charlie on her hands and knees on the sand beng fucked from behind by the biggest black cock I've ever seen".

"Oh god", moaned Charlie.

"They were both fairly inexperienced so didn't last long, but Christ could they come; it was running down my front. Charlie had to walk back to the resort bandy legged with cum dribbling down both legs".

"That's not true..., not the bandy legged bit anyway", said Charlie draining her wine, "Give me some of that brandy sour Ben, I wish you had spiked it now Liam".

"So how did you two meet?", asked Ben, sensing it was time to change the subject.

"Nina was a bridesmaid at my sister's wedding and we hit it off", said Charlie trying to regain her composure. "We've been best friends ever since".

"Charlie was my rock when Peter died", said Nina taking Charlie's hand, "He was on Piper Alpha and was killed in the first explosion".

"Shit!", said Ben.

"But that's in the past", said Nina, "Life has to go on. We didn't have k**s and the insurance and compensation keeps me comfortable".

"So is this your first visit to Cyprus?", I asked.

Nina nodded as she drank her sour, "Though I've been to quite a few of the Greek islands with Charlie".

"When did you both arrive?", asked Ben.

"Well", said Charlie, "It was supposed to be nine last night but they had a problem with the plane at Gatwick; we eventually got into Larnaca at two this morning so it was nearly four when we finally got to our room. We slept 'til eleven then had lunch and walked along to the old port and the castle".

"That's a long walk", said Ben, "Especially at midday!".

"Tell me about it!", laughed Nina, "We got a taxi back. I don't know how you can work as a soldier in this heat".

"We don't, we start early and finish at one-thirty, it's just duty personnel and patrols after that. The medics run a system called the Heat Stress Index. It's a daily forecast updated five times a day based on temperature, humidity and wind. Restrictions kick in at twenty-nine and all training and organised sport stops at thirty-two."

"So...", said Nina, "You're free every afternoon?".

Ben nodded, "Pretty much, except Mondays".

"Personal tour guides!", said Nina excitedly.

"You might not like us", I said.

"Oh, from what Charlie's told me, I'm going to like you both", said Nina with a twinkle.

Ben filled the ladies glasses then added the remainder to ours. Looking round he caught the eye of the waiter and pointed to the empty jug. "Are you trying to get us drunk?", asked Nina, "So you can do naughty things to us?".

"Absolutely", laughed Ben.

"Ooh, good", said Nina. "So is this how you usually spend your Saturday nights - chasing older women?".

"Sometimes", admitted Ben, "Though Charlie was the first..., and the best".

"Perhaps I can topple her crown?", chuckled Nina. "And Charlie tells me you're officers?".

"Yup", said Ben.

"Really?", said Nina.

"Really?, said Charlie raising an eyebrow.

"Shit!", muttered Ben.

"Look I'm sorry, we just thought..., well...", I stammered.

"You'd pull better if you were officers?", asked Charlie.

"Something like that. Look, if you want us to go we will, we'll understand".

Charlie looked at us both, then sat back, "Actually, I've known since before I wrote to you. If it made a difference I wouldn't have written, and we wouldn't be sitting here".

"How did you figure it out?", asked Ben.

"Liam had given me his name and military address but I lost it. I knew it was Liam and you can't forget Cumberpatch. So I rang the hotel here guessing they regularly take reservations from the military. I spun them a story and they gave me the number for the Officers Mess on the garrison. I rang that and spoke to a Corporal. I said I needed to speak to an officer called Liam Cumberpatch. He said that the only Liam Cumberpatch he knew was a Corporal who worked in Training Wing. So that gave me Liam Cumberpatch, Training Wing, Episkopi Garrison. All I needed was the BFPO number, so I went into the Army recruiting office in Brighton with the envelope and said I was writing to my nephew but had lost the BFPO number. The Sergeant there looked it up in a book for me".

"And your not mad?", I asked.

"No. Well..., not about that".

"Ah, the photos, sorry about that, it seemed funny at the time", I said, trying to look contrite.

"Oh god, you should have seen the look on Charlie's face when she saw them, I'll never forget it", giggled Nina.

"I can see it's funny now, but at the time I would have happily killed all three of you".

"Those were the only photos, I promise", I said, "There are no others".

"I'd like some photos as souvenirs", said Nina with a cheeky grin.

"Well..", started Ben.

"No!", said Charlie.

"Let him finish Charlie", said Nina.

"Well, I've got Taff's camera with me, and was thinking that maybe if we took some, then gave you the film? You would have the only film, Liam and I would keep nothing".

"And where do you think we would get photos like that printed?", asked Charlie.

"My niece", said Nina.

"What?", said Charlie.

"My niece Bethany. Well actually she was Peter's niece but I still keep in touch. She's deputy manager at a Happysnaps. She won't say anything, I've got too much dirt on her. Come on Charlie, it'll be fun; you could have one framed and hang it on your wall!".

Charlie looked at the three of us then grinned, "Okay, but you promise to give us the film?".

"Absolutely", said Ben.

"Your drinks Sir", said the waiter putting down four clean glasses and two glass jugs of brandy sour.

"I only ordered one jug", Ben objected.

The waiter smiled as he collected the empty jug and glasses, "This one is yours Sir, on your tab, the other one is compliments of the military gentleman with the large moustache on the far side of the room".

As I looked across, the CO's party were rising to follow a waiter. Grinning, the CO caught my eye and raised his glass. I nodded in thanks.

"Who are they?", asked Nina.

"Our CO and bosses", said Ben.

"Well next time you see him say thank you for us", said Charlie.

"I will", said Ben pouring the glasses.

"What's the matter?", asked Charlie looking at Nina.

"I was hoping we could go upstairs after this jug - I'm so fucking horny, I'll be leaving a wet patch on this chair when we leave".

"Nina!", said Charlie.

"Well I am!", laughed Nina, "I can't help thinking about the things you told me, and now I'm here sat next to these young, handsome men, the tension is unbearable".

"If I have a word with the barman, I expect he'll let us take a jug upstairs", I suggested.

"That's a good idea, thank you Liam", said Charlie.

"So Nina", said Ben sitting back, "When Charlie was here last time, we helped her fulfill some of her fantasies. What are your secret desires?".

"Oh my", she said drinking more of her sour and sighing. "Where do I start...? When I met Peter, I was f******n. He was the only boyfriend I ever had, the only man I ever had sex with. Don't get me wrong; I loved him with all my heart and there isn't a day goes by where I don't think of him..., but he was..., not very good in bed. Even when we were young he had trouble maintaining an erection and he suffered terribly from premature ejaculation. Effectively, we had no sex life. But I accepted that and was totally faithful to him, never even kissed another man. When he died, I wanted to maintain that faith, it seemed wrong to go with another man even though Peter was gone. I stuck to that, until that night on the beach in Trinidad. It opened my eyes". She chuckled nervously and continued, "There are things that most women have done that I never have. When I saw the photos of you and Charlie, and heard what she told me, I knew I had to come here. I've a lot of catching up to do. I'm here to be used, and to use you. No limits, no taboos".

"No limits, no taboos?", said Ben, "Interesting. How about you Charlie?".

"We've talked it over..., and yes..., the same for me", said Charlie fidgeting with her glass.

"You've never asked us about our fantasies", said Ben twirling his own glass.

"I thought you act out yours every Saturday night?", said Charlie.

"Not necessarily".

"So tell us", said Nina twisting in her chair.

"No limits, no taboos?".

Charlie and Nina looked at each other before nodding.

"Well..., there is one thing", Ben said grinning.

"What?", said Nina.

"Girl on girl", said Ben, looking both women in the eye.

"What?", said Charlie.

"Girl on girl. I want to watch you both, a sixty-nine".

"No way!", said Charlie looking at Nina.

I watched Nina closely. She was looking down, fidgeting with her bracelet.

"Nina?", said Charlie.

Finally she looked at Ben and said, "Okay".

"What?", said Charlie.

"On the plane we agreed that this was the chance for us, especially me, to sample everything; no limits".

"But I've never thought about you like that..., have you..., about me...?".

Nina looked down again. After a pause she nodded.

"Really?", said Charlie, a look of shock on her face, "How long?".

Nina took a deep breath, "Since your sister's wedding, when we had that dance".

"Oh wow!", said Charlie sitting back. "So..., have you..., before...?".

Nina nodded again. "Not for a long time though. Just now, when I said I'd never had sex with another man, that was true, but I didn't mention women. I was at uni, going out with Peter, my room-mate was a Dutch girl called Milou. We got tiddly one night on some apple schnapps she'd brought from home and ended up in bed. God, she was good. She could make me come three or four times. Once was a rare achievement for Peter. We ended up pushing our beds together for the next year. I nearly left Peter for her but she had to go home when her mother had a stroke".

"But you've never said anything", said Charlie.

"I know", said Nina with tears running down her cheeks, "You don't know what it's been like, going on all those holidays and sleeping in the same room as you, even the same bed after that mix-up in Crete, laying there, watching you sleeping, beautiful you, unable to touch you, sometimes crying myself to sleep. I was scared that if I said or did anything, it would ruin our friendship".

"I had no idea Nina", said Charlie taking her hand, "But whatever happens, I'll always be your friend".

"Thank you", said Nina sniffing, "I think I need a hug".

Standing, Charlie and Nina hugged each other. Eventually they broke and Charlie said, "Can we go upstairs now?".

"Sure", I said picking up the full jug, "I'll go and speak to the barman".

"I'll come with you", said Charlie, "We'll see you two in the foyer".

At the bar I waved Theo over, "We've got a jug we weren't expecting".

"Ah, from the Colonel and his lady?".

"Exactly, I was wondering if it would be okay to take it upstairs?".

"No need", said Theo smiling, "Give me the room number and I'll have it sent up".

"332", said Charlie.

"Perfect", said Theo, "And do you wish to clear the tab or leave it on the card sir?".

"Neither", said Charlie, "Put it on my room please".

"But...".

"Shh Liam", said Charlie. "And at eleven o'clock I'd like a bottle of well chilled Bollinger and four glasses sent up".

"Of course madam", said Theo.

"Come on Liam", she said, taking my arm, "Let's go and have some fun".

I glanced at Theo who raised his eyebrows and grinned.

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Taking Charlie's arm we walked to the foyer where Nina had her arm around Ben's waist. "Lost the jug?", asked Ben.

"Theo's sending it up", I laughed.

Riding up in the lift with two elderly ladies, I felt Charlie's hand squeeze my ass so I felt obliged to return the compliment. As I cupped her buttock she gave a little wiggle and smiled at me. On the second floor the lift stopped with a ping, forcing me to move behind her to allow the two ladies to leave. As the doors slid closed, I ran my fingers up her spine to her neck where I brushed against her right ear. With a shudder she twisted her neck and moaned.

On our right, Ben was standing behind Nina resting both hands on her shoulders and whispering into her ear making her giggle. Looking down, I saw her left hand reaching back cupping his balls.

At the third floor the doors again opened, allowing us to step out into the carpeted hallway. Charlie led the way down the corridor holding my hand. At the door I had to take the key card from her as her hands were shaking. "Easy", I said, "Relax, there's no pressure, no rush". Opening the door, she nodded and walked in. The room was a definite upgrade on the previous room, being much larger with sofas and two king sized beds. Soft lighting was provided by a shaded table lamp on an antique desk.

"We decided to push the boat out a little", said Charlie.

"A lot", laughed Ben.

"Let's sit out on the balcony for a few minutes", said Charlie, "I love the warm evening air, it's so different from back home".

"I need the loo first", said Nina.

Settling into the wicker chairs, we looked out over the Mediterranean with the sun touching the horizon to our right. "Beautiful", said Charlie.

Hearing a knock at the door, Nina shouted, "I've got it".

Rising from his chair, Ben said, "I'll just go and fill the ice bucket, won't be a tic".

"Oh wow, doesn't the sea look stunning", said Nina, placing the tray with jug and glasses on the low table. "I could live here", she said, "Not necessarily Cyprus, but somewhere warm - Spain, the Greek Islands, the Canaries, the Caribbean, Costa Rica. I get so down when the nights start closing in and the warm weather has gone for another six or seven months".

"You could do it if you wanted", said Charlie.

"I know", said Nina with a sigh, "Remember that trip to Costa Rica? That volcano rumbling all night, then eating breakfast surrounded by squabbling hummingbirds".

"Skinny dipping in the hotel pool at 3am", laughed Charlie, "Remember that Howler Monkey?".

"Oh god yes, frightened me to death", laughed Nina.

"We had gone into the mountains for a few days, to stay at a lodge on stilts in the rain forest", explained Charlie. "It was really hot and humid so we slept with all the windows open. We didn't know it but a troop of Howler Monkeys had decided to sleep the night in a tree outside our window. When they howl you can hear them for miles through thick forest. So at 4.30am the head honcho decided to announce his presence - Nina actually fell out of bed". Charlie had to wipe tears from her eyes.

"I banged my head on the side table and spent the rest of the holiday wearing a baseball cap to hide the purple bruise on my forehead", chuckled Nina.

"Do you get fed up with the heat Liam?", asked Charlie, "What do you do in the evenings?".

"No, I like the heat", I said, "I do a lot of mountain biking and I drive the water skiing power boat at the forces sailing club. Winter can be pretty boring as everything shuts down. There's one forces TV channel but it's mostly soaps. Most evenings I go running, or to the gym, then my Open University work. I don't see myself in the Army for many more years. They used to say, "Join the Army and see the world", but not any more; Singapore's gone, Hong Kong's gone, Belize has gone, Germany's going. I was really lucky to get this exchange post with the Royal Irish, most soldiers will never see Cyprus!".

"What will you do if you leave?", asked Charlie.

"Well, I should have my OU degree in a year so I might do teacher training - I'm a good instructor, or I've got an uncle who runs eight gites near Grasse in Provence. He's looking to semi-retire and wants someone to run things for him, so I'm studying French as a back-up plan".

"Ice!", announced Ben, stepping through the sliding doors onto the balcony. Placing ice into each glass, he topped them up with brandy sour. Nina reached for a glass. "Not yet", said Ben. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out four little umbrellas and four straws. "I nipped down and saw Theo. Can't drink looking at the Med without a silly brolly in your drink".

The girls both laughed and drank through their straws. "Mmm, this is strong", said Charlie, "What have you been up to Liam?".

"How have we had a chance to do anything?", I asked, "Room service brought it up and Nina carried it in!".

"Hmmmm", said Charlie looking over the top of the glass suspiciously.

I sipped mine - it was definitely stronger. I could only conclude that Theo had slipped in some extra brandy or a few vodkas. Looking at Ben he just shrugged his shoulders.

"So one thing puzzles me boys", said Nina swirling the ice in her glass, "Why older ladies? There must be thousands of unattached girls your age here on holiday?".

"Plenty", I said, "And we've been there and done that, but strangely enough it got boring. Half-drunk giggly air-head girls, hunting in packs with fake tans, short skirts and stilletoes. By ten o'clock they're puking in the gutter. And too many girls view squaddies as a ticket out of their crappy housing estate lives back home - young fit men, guaranteed jobs, fairly well paid and Army housing if you get married. The Army is littered with squaddies who fell for the line "Don't worry, I'm on the pill", then found themselves having to marry some scouse lass from Toxteth. Instead, here we are, on a balcony, with a beautiful view and two beautiful ladies. Would I swop this for a night with Sharon from Romford - no".

"So what's your success rate been?", asked Charlie sipping her drink.

"Maybe fifty-fifty", I said. "But we've also learned that sex isn't always the be-all and end-all. We've had some great nights where we've been blown out and have just spent the evening chatting to ladies in the bar. If it leads to sex - great, if not - we still go home smiling".

"So you'll be happy for us to just sit here all evening talking?", asked Charlie.

"If that's what you want", I said, "We're here to serve, but I think that Nina's going to cream herself if she doesn't get Ben's kit off soon".

Charlie laughed, "Yes I know, I've been watching her squirm. Let's finish our drinks".

---

Five minutes later I carried the tray into the room and set it on one side. "Did you bring any... toys?", asked Charlie.

"That's Ben's realm", I said.

Ben sat on the edge of the bed and opened his man-bag. Taking items out and putting them on a table between the beds, he announced, "Lube, massage oil, velvet rope, two scarves and condoms".

"Interesting", said Nina walking over to a bag, "I did a little shopping myself before we left..., I'm new to this sort of thing..., so... I just threw lots in my basket - lube in two flavours, a rabbit, a whippy thing...". She started giggling, "Some chocolate body paint, some sort of sex dice game, some edible gummy cock rings, a tickle stick, something called sex candy, and this purple thing - I'm not sure where it goes but I liked the colour".

Looking up, Nina could see that we were all laughing. "I'd have loved to have been the man on the x-ray machine at the airport", laughed Ben.

"Oh, now I'm embarassed", complained Nina sitting down.

"Oh, don't be sweetie", said Charlie sitting down and hugging her, "We're going to have lots of fun, but maybe not everything tonight".

"Okay", said Nina, "But what is this purple thing for?".

"Perhaps you'll find out later".

"Er..., about the condoms Charlie", I said. "Between that night with you and receiving your letter, Ben and I didn't have sex with anyone, we were deployed on a ten day exercise. Once we got your letter and knew we'd be seeing you again, we used condoms, but we'll understand if you want us to use them tonight".

"Thank you Liam. No, I don't want condoms".

"Nor me", said Nina, "As soon as I knew we'd be coming out here, I went on the pill.

Charlie stood and looked around, "Do you think these big beds would push together?".

Ben knelt on the floor and looked underneath, "Should do".

Together we unplugged the lamps from the side tables and moved everything out of the way. With a struggle we managed to move one of the beds until it was as close as we could get it.

"Brilliant!", said Charlie clapping her hands, "One massive playground. Right boys, stand over here".

"What?", said Ben.

I watched as Charlie walked over and picked up the two blindfolds. "Time for a taste of your own medicine I think, stand over there".

With my cock rising, I went and stood next to Ben. We exchanged glances before Nina stood in front of me holding a scarf. "Now then", said Charlie, "The safe word for both of you is 'Army', but remember, 'no limits, no taboos'. However, I remember what you said last time so there'll be no male on male, understand?".

We both nodded.

"Now, kneel down".

Once kneeling, I watched Nina walk behind me. The scarf went across my eyes and everything went dark. "Okay?", she asked, her voice slightly husky.

"Yes", I said, as Ben said, "Fine".

"Stand up", said Charlie.

My senses were now reduced to hearing only. For the next minute I strained but could hear nothing. Damn this deep carpet, I thought. Then to my right I heard Nina say, "So who you gonna fuck Charlie?".

From my left, "I don't know Nina, you can have first choice".

"Hmm", said Nina now in front of me, "I think I'd like to see their cocks first, one of them might be tiny".

"Would you like our soldiers to be standing to attention for your inspection?", asked Charlie from behind.

"Good idea, we'd best check that their weapons are oiled and ready for action", said Nina from my left. They were obviously circling us, like predators.

There was silence for a minute, then from in front Charlie said, "Take your ties off". I undid my tie and tossed it in the direction of the beds.

"Now your shirts".

"Oh my", said Charlie as I took my shirt off, "Mummy's little soldiers have been working out in my absence, look at those six-packs Nina".

"Mmmm, I'm looking at those bulges Charlie". Again there was silence. I jumped as a finger ran up my spine, circled my neck and down my chest.

"Shoes and socks", said Nina from my left.

Bending over, I untied my shoes and pulled my socks off. "Trousers", said a voice from in front, possibly Charlie's.

As I unzipped them and kicked them off there was a chuckle. Charlies voice said, "Oh dear, dark blue boxers really show your pre-come wet patch Liam, how's Ben's Nina?".

Another chuckle, "Looks wet and sticky".

"Best we get them off then", said Charlie.

Fingers touched the top of my boxers and pulled them slowly down. "Is this what they call presenting arms?", giggled Nina.

For the next minute or so there was a rustling of clothing. Finally Charlie spoke, "It's such a pity you've got blindfolds on boys, Nina and I are both stark naked and you can't see us".

Ben let out a little moan. I felt a soft hand on my chest which moved slowly up to my cheek, then behind my neck. Gently, it pulled my head forwards. Something brushed fleetingly across my lips. I could hear breathing. With my blindfold on, my other senses seemed heightened. I could smell roses, no..., freesias, definitely something floral. My cock twitched as I felt warm breath on my cheek. Again something touched my lips, this time it lingered, lips, warm and moist. They parted and a tongue darted into my mouth, then it was gone. There was a stiffled giggle.

Again silence. There was a movement behind me. Hands rested on my shoulders then slid down my arms and back up. Fingers tugged my hair then released. Hands on my hips, sliding round me, a warm body against me, breasts pressing into my back, a tongue and kisses on my shoulder blades. Fingers slid down to my pubic hair, then they were gone.

Once again there was movement. I cocked my head trying to listen. Something pinched my right nipple making me jump. My left nipple was sucked hard between lips. Something brushed against my rock hard cock - a hand, arm, thigh? I'd no idea. A finger probed between my lips so I sucked on it. "Mmmm...", came a sound from in front. Who was it? The finger was replaced by a tongue, probing, flicking my tongue. I responded, lips pressed against mine, our tongues dancing. Breathing in I detected a slightly musky, almost woody scent, cinnamon? My hands touched warm, soft skin.

The kiss stopped. "No!", a voice shouted, slapping my hands away.

A pause, then warm fingers pushed my hands together. Something soft was wrapped around my wrists and tied - the velvet rope. I was pulled towards the bed. My legs touched the edge and I climbed on. Hands pushed me down onto my front, my hands stretched above my head. There was movement on the bed - Ben? The girls?

From my right, Ben said , "Fuck, that's cold!".

"Language!", said someone followed by a slap.

"Ow, fuck!", cried Ben.

Slap!

The absurdity of the situation started me giggling. "What are you laughing at Corporal Cumberpatch?", - definitely Nina. That made it worse. Now I was all-out laughing, my whole body shaking. I could hear Ben start to laugh, then both girls.

For a good minute, we all laughed hysterically. "Oh god", I eventually groaned, "Imagine the CO walking in now!". That was enough to set everyone off again.

"What was cold Ben?", I finally asked.

"I suspect you're about to find out".

Silence.

Something bitingly cold dribbled onto my lower back, "Jesus fucking Christ!".

Slap! Pain shot through my buttocks, "Yeow, fucking hell!".

Slap! Even harder.

"Stop fucking slapping me!".

Slap!

"Alright, alright!".

More ice cold liquid was dribbled across my upper back and shoulders, "Jeez, what is it ice water?".

"Ben's massage oil", said Charlie.

"Why's it so f.... I mean blooming cold".

"It's been sitting in the ice bucket".

"What? Why?", I asked.

"Let's call it revenge for naughty boys taking photos".

"Shit!", I said forgetting myself.

Something whistled through the air. This time my ass really hurt. I mean eye-wateringly stinging. Not a slap, but a whip sting. Nina's 'whippy thing' I guessed. I'd not looked closely at it, thinking it wouldn't be used, but recalled it was black with strands of something hanging off the end. It felt like I'd been branded. Common sense went out the window. "YaaafuckinghellthatfuckinghurtyoufuckingbitchIfuckinghateyou!".

Zap! This time lower, the very top of my thighs.

My brain started thinking again, "Nnnnnnnnyaaaa...!".

"Good, you're learning", said Charlie.

More icy oil dripped onto my burning ass and thighs. From across the bed I heard Ben cry, "Naaa!". He must have been getting more oil as well.

Warm hands touched my back. Who's? Slowly they slid upwards, moving in cicles, spreading the oil. They brushed the back of my neck before kneeding my shoulder muscles. "Mmmmm...", it felt so good. Then downwards, the length of my spine, pausing at my buttocks where more oil landed. The cooling oil eased the still stinging pain and was spread wide and down the backs of my thighs.

The hands disappeared, there was movement on the bed, swopping over? A kiss on the back of my neck, floral scent, followed by a finger sliding down the length of my spine, pausing at my crack. I expected it to move back up but no, more cold oil was dribbled on my crack. The finger slid deeper, a hand pulled my right leg to one side, I jumped as the finger circled my anus. I felt it pushing, trying to enter, before moving back up my crack.

More movement. Someone was straddling my buttocks, it better not be fucking Ben I thought to myself. That worry disappeared when I heard him moan across the bed. There was a weight on my back, breasts pressing into me. The weight shifted downwards, then back up. Someone was sliding up and down my body on the oil. My god it felt good. Whoever it was began to emit tiny moans, hot breath tickled the hairs on my neck where she kissed me at the top of each slide.

After a few minutes, she climbed off and tugged my left shoulder; time to roll over. More cold oil but not such a shock, it was beginning to warm up. Gentle hands rubbed over my chest and abdomen, then down to my thighs. Something warm was dribbled onto my cock, fingers encircled it, stroking up and down. I was so hard I thought I would split. Another hand rested on my chest, toying with my right nipple. The fingers left my cock and appeared at my lips. I parted them allowing two fingers to slip in. I sucked - cherry. A giggle. Both hands moved downwards and cupped my aching balls.

"Nnnn..., yes...", I moaned.

A different sensation. Warmth enveloped the head of my cock which spread downwards. Fuck, it was a mouth. Gentle bobbing and sucking for a minute or two, then it was gone. Hands pulled my arms down and released the bonds. I was being straddled, a wet slippery pussy pressed flat against my cock, working it'self back and forth, accompanied on each stroke by soft, gentle, female mewing. I reached for breasts, hoping that whoever it was above me was about to impale herself on my cock.

But no. My arms were pushed down to my sides and she shifted upwards, straddling my abdomen, then my chest, pinning my arms with her legs. I knew where this was leading. Oh fuck yes. Her weight moved higher, her thighs on my shoulders. Now I could move my arms. I grabbed a tight buttock in each hand and pulled her in. Lifting my head, my mouth met a shaved wet pussy. My senses were hit by that gorgeous, sweet but musky fragrance of a highly aroused woman.

I pushed my tongue out, aiming to flick around and explore, but she was having none of it. Fingers grabbed my hair and pulled as she ground her cunt onto me. I pushed my tongue in as far as I could. "Daaaaaaa..., fuck yes...., oh god yesss...", she cried as she rode my tongue. Charlie? She shifted her weight. I found my tongue on her clit. There was nothing I could do apart from flicking my tongue; her thighs were gripping my head as she worked her hips. Faster and faster she ground her engorged clit on my tongue. Her thighs were muffling much of the sound, but I could still hear her, "Fuck..., fuck..., fuck...". Nina? I wasn't sure.

With my right hand, I gathered some lube from around my cock and balls. Reaching into her crack I found her little anus. She jumped and moved forwards, allowing my tongue to slip back inside her. "Nnnnn..., coming..., coming...". Pushing my tongue round and round, I drove my middle finger straight into her ass, up to the second knuckle.

Her thighs began to shake, then went into spasm. She let out a long wail as her vagina repeatedly clenched and released my tongue. "Yessssss....", I faintly heard her cry, as her thighs almost crushed my head and her anal muscles gripped my finger. Slowly, the jerks and spasms reduced in frequency along with the pressure on my ears. I could now hear her gulping for air. Gradually, she edged downwards until she straddled my abdomen. Still breathing heavily, her lips locked onto mine and her tongue probed deep. I could smell musky cinnamon and taste cherries. Breaking the kiss, I felt her hands pull the blindfold off. Blinking, I found myself looking into the brown eyes of Nina.

"Hi", I said.

"Hi", she simply replied, smiling.

She eased herself lower, then laid on me, her tummy on my cock and her head on my chest. Together we laid quietly, watching Charlie and Ben.

Further across the two beds they were locked together, lost in their own world of sweating and moaning, sucking and licking. Ben was on his back, his feet towards us, legs apart. Charlie was on top, one hand squeezing his balls while her lips were sealed around his bell-end, her cheeks hollow as she sucked. Her legs straddled his head and I could see his arms under her thighs, gripping her ass cheeks to pull them apart.

Whatever Ben was doing, it was causing Charlie to break off sucking to rest her head on his thigh. With her eyes screwed shut she emitted a gutteral, almost a****listic deep moan as she twisted her hips, working herself against him. Her eyes flickered open then widened when she saw Nina and I watching her.

Without taking her eyes off Nina, she raised her head, opened her mouth and took Ben's hard cock deep into her throat, her nose on his balls.

"Oh Charlie!", Nina moaned on my chest putting her hand to her mouth, slowly twisting her hips, pressing on my cock.

Still watching Nina, Charlie slid up Ben's cock before plunging down his entire length again. Her hand and his balls glistened as saliva ran down, dripping onto the bed. "Nnnnn...", moaned Nina, sliding slightly up my body so she could rub her pubic mound on my cock.

I watched as Ben raised his head and pulled Charlie's ass cheeks lower. A high pitched squeal came from Charlie's full, stretched mouth, suggesting he'd found her anus with his tongue.

Nina edged further up until my cock sprang free, its head brushing along her slit. Pushing her tongue into my mouth, she worked my flared head against her opening.

A "Fuck..., fuck..., fuck.......!", from Charlie caused us to break the kiss and look across. Charlie's whole body was shaking. Literally her whole body - head, hands, arms, thighs, were all quivering.

"Nyaaaaa..., cominggggg....!", screamed Ben. Charlie latched onto his cock again, which pulsed as he sprayed her tonsils with the contents of his balls. Charlie tried to swallow but creamy globules of cum were leaking from her mouth and running down onto her hand.

"Oh my Charlie!", Nina cried, working her hips faster. I felt my bell-end pushing her lips apart. "Easy", she whispered into my ear, "Nothing's been in there for four years".

Pressing gently with my cock, Nina raised herself onto her hands, her face a picture of concentration. Biting her lip, she pushed downwards. Maybe an inch found it's way in.

Fuck was she tight! The last time I fucked a pussy this tight, it was a little blonde Intelligence Corps analyst, by moonlight, on the beach of a little secluded cove called Dreamer's Bay on RAF Akrotiri. She'd screamed like a stuck pig when I broke through her hymen.

A hymen wasn't an issue here, but Nina was just as tight if not tighter. "Okay?", I asked. Nina nodded but I could see her face was screwed up.

"Wait", said Charlie's voice. Looking over, I saw her crawling towards us, still panting, with cum dripping off her chin. Holding out her hand, she said, "Try this".

Nina reached out and took the bottle of lube. Lifting herself off, she squirted some onto my bell-end, then more onto her hand, which disappeared between her legs. Smiling she said, "Now let's try that again".

Lowering herself again she reached down and held my cock at its base. Very slowly, looking at me intently, she lowered herself. The sensation was beyond descriptive words. Try this at home - lick your lips, pout as if trying to whistle, then try and force a cucumber between your lips. That'll give you some idea.

"Oh fuck Nina!", I cried. By now about three inches was in.

"Oh god yes..., oh god yes...", Nina kept repeating. Reaching out, she grabbed Charlie's hand before driving herself onto my full length. Her head went back as she screamed. I didn't move at all, everything was in her hands. As her head came forwards again, tears dripped onto my chest.

"It's been so, so long", she sobbed, sitting up and wiping her eyes.

I wasn't sure what to do so remain still, deep inside her.

Charlie came closer and wrapped her arms around Nina. For a minute or so they just hugged each other. Now what was I supposed to do? Suddenly a new sensation took over - Nina's cunt was gripping and releasing my cock. Looking up I saw her grinning down at me, "That's the bit I was dreading over and done with. Now Corporal Cumberpatch, I need a damned good fucking".

Grabbing her hips, I raised her up then drove back into her. This time she gave a little scream of pleasure. Soon we were into a rhythm. Despite the lack of a satisfactory sex life with her husband followed by a four year abstinence, she was fucking good. For ten minutes she was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes full length, sometimes just working my head with her hips, I was in heaven. From her noises and panting I could tell she wasn't far off. For myself, I could feel that familiar tingling in my balls.

Sitting up, I wrapped my arms around her and sucked hard on her left nipple. "Nnn..., nnn..., nnn..., nnn...", she was moaning almost continuously in time with my thrusts. Then her moans became muffled. Releasing her tit, I looked up and was surprised to see her french kissing Charlie, some of Ben's cum now smeared on her cheek. A camera flash went off.

We were interupted by a knock at the door. "Fuck", said Charlie breaking the kiss, "It's the Champagne". Ben leapt off the bed, glanced around and grabbed his shorts. Above me, Nina was away in her own world, hips working frantically back and forth fucking herself on my cock, eyes screwed shut, mouth open wide.

Her cry of, "Cumming....!", was choked off by Charlie grabbing her face in both hands and sticking her tongue down her throat.

Pulling Nina down hard, I held myself inside her and shouted, "Fuckkkkk...", as millions of sperm shot into her cervix.

To my left I was aware of a tinkling sound. Forcing myself to look, I saw a young Cypriot lad of maybe sixteen or s*******n, wheel a trolley into the room followed by a grinning Ben.

In response, Charlie screamed, Nina slumped off to one side panting and I started laughing. The poor lad froze for a few seconds, his mouth hanging open, before running from the room, straight past Ben's hand holding out a ten pound tip.

"You bastard Ben", laughed Charlie.

"What? What happened", asked a frazzled Nina, which made me laugh even louder.

"Champagne?", asked Ben laughing.

"Showers", said Charlie, heading for the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later, the four of us sat naked and clean on the beds, leaning against the headboards, with our Champagne.

As we sipped, Charlie said, ""Well, that's a first for me, I've never kissed a woman before".

"A first for me too", said Nina.

"I thought you said downstairs...".

"No, no, sorry, not the kiss..., I meant the orgasm. I've never hand an orgasm with a cock inside me before..., thank you Liam".

"Oh my poor sweetie", said Charlie putting her arm around her, "Your life's just changed".

"I hope so", replied Nina smiling at Charlie.

"How's your ass Liam?", asked Charlie.

"Sore".

"Let me see?", asked Nina.

I rolled onto my right side.

"Oh my god!", cried Nina.

"Jesus", said Ben.

"I'm so sorry", said Charlie, her hand to her mouth.

"So it was you?", I laughed.

"I didn't know it was going to leave lines like that! They look really sore, I don't think we'll be using that whip again. Let me put some body lotion on it".

As she rubbed the lotion in, she asked, "Do you two have to be back on base tonight?".

"No", I said, "We're not on duty again until Monday morning, why?".

"I thought it might be nice if we went out somewhere tomorrow, if you're happy to be seen out with us old folk?".

"We'd love to", said Ben, "Lunch up in the hills?".

I looked at Ben. "Giorgio's?".

He nodded, "Giorgio's".

"What's Giorgio's?", asked Nina.

"It's a really exclusive restaurant up in the Troodos foothills", said Ben glancing at me.

"Sounds lovely", said Nina, "I'd like to get out of the town and see a bit of the countryside. Are there any good beaches?".



As Nina spoke, I noticed that her foot was rubbing along Charlie's leg. "Ah..., not in Limassol. There's Curium Beach on the SBA to the west which is okay but gets crowded. West of that it gets rocky. Most tourists in Limassol use the hotel pools".

"SBA?", said Nina.

"Sorry, Sovereign Base Area. When Cyprus got independence, the UK retained sovereignty over three areas; RAF Akrotiri which you can see in the distance across Limassol Bay, Episcopi SBA to the west where we work and Dhekelia SBA way over to the east past Larnaca. Plus a couple of satellite sites, such as the radar site on top of Mount Troodos. SBAs are British land where British law applies".

"Oh well, I was hoping to do some snorkelling", said Nina as her foot rubbed higher.

"One afternoon we could get you visitors passes onto Akrotiri. Buttons Bay and Dreamer's Bay are good for snorkelling, plus they're quiet because tourists can't get to them".

"Thank you, that would be lovely", said Nina. "I wonder if you could hold my glass for me, Liam?".

"Sure", I said, taking it from her.

"And Ben, would you take Charlie's?".

"Why?", said Charlie, passing her glass to Ben.

Nina took Charlie's hand and crawled down the bed. Once she was in the centre she sat back on her heels and indicated for Charlie to do the same facing her.

"There's something I've been wanting to say for years but have never had the courage", said Nina, looking intently at Charlie. "If I don't say it now, I'll regret it forever. So here goes...".

Ben and I watched unblinking, keen to see where this was leading. Nina brushed her hand across Charlie's cheek wiping away a tear and continued, "Charlie..., I love you. Not like you, or fancy you, or have a crush on you, but desperately, heart achingly love you".

"I know", said Charlie in a whisper, her eyes producing more tears. Very slowly, with her eyes locked on Nina's, she leaned forwards and brushed her lips against Nina's. Backing off, she wiped her eyes and smiled before leaning in again. With their lips barely touching they repeatedly kissed, Nina with her eyes now closed. Delicately, almost nervously, Charlie's hand edged forwards until it reached Nina's hip. Nina gave a little moan and slid her hand behind Charlie's neck. Their little kisses became faster until Nina could take it no longer. She moaned, "Oh Charlie!", before pulling her closer and driving her tongue between her lips. Looking down, I saw my cock was hard again.

Suddenly it was like a dam had burst. Nina and Charlie threw their arms around each other and kissed with an a****l intensity I had never witnessed before. It was like years of stored passion had been released in a torrent. Relentlessly, their tongues explored each other as their hands gripped and raked each other's backs. Finally, they released and just hugged. I could see Nina's shoulders shake as she cried.

I thought of grabbing the camera but decided that it would probably ruin the moment.

Slowly they composed themselves and eased back, cupping each other's faces. "I..., I...", started Nina.

"Shhh...", whispered Charlie, "Nina..., sweetie..., I love you too".

Instantly, Nina burst into uncontrollable sobs, her whole body shaking. Charlie quietly whispered, "Shhh..., shhh my darling", as she held her and stroked her naked back.

Finally, I caught Charlie's eye and gestured that Ben and I would leave, but she frowned and shook her head. Slowly, as Nina's crying subsided, they both laid down. "Ben, could you get the box of tissues off the table for me?", Nina asked, sniffing.

With the tissues, she wiped hers and Charlie's eyes. "I've told you how much I love you", she said quietly, "Now I want to show you".

Lifting her left leg, she straddled Charlie's tummy. I watched Charlie lick her lips in anticipation of what Nina might have in mind. Taking Charlie's hands, Nina put them above her head, then leaned in and kissed her repeatedly, gently on the lips. Charlie shook her head.

Shit, I thought, Charlie's bottled it. But I was wrong.

Nina sat up, looking worried, "Charlie I don't...".

Charlie smiled, "It's okay sweetie, don't worry. It's just that..., we've got a long time to be gentle with each other. Right now, I really, really need you to ignite a fire in me, make me come, make me scream your name, over and over again".

Nina laughed with relief, "Don't do that to me Charlie...., so you've never..., been with a woman before?".

Charlie shook her head.

"Well, Ben wants us to perform for him, a girl on girl sixty-nine".

Again Charlie nodded.

"You've been on the receiving end - just do what you enjoyed, okay?".

"Okay", said Charlie swallowing.

Again, Nina bent to kiss Charlie, but all gentleness was gone. I saw Nina's tongue plunge into Charlie's mouth, their lips mashing together. Charlie's right hand came around Nina's back, whilst her left grabbed her short hair pulling her even deeper into the kiss. Nina grabbed two handfuls of Charlie's hair and pulled her head upwards. Fuck, it was hot to watch.

Eventually, they separated and Nina slid downwards. Looking up she grinned at Charlie, "Ignite your fire?".

"Yes", moaned Charlie.

Without any hesitation, Nina dipped her head and bit hard on Charlie's right nipple. "Yeow...!", Charlie cried arching her back.

Nina laughed, then bit her right nipple.

"Bitch!", squirmed Charlie laughing and wriggling.

Nina moved lower and roughly pulled Charlie's legs apart. "Mmm..., that looks delightfully juicy", she said.

Unable to resist any longer, I began to stroke my cock. Looking to my left, I saw Ben climb off the bed and take out Taff's camera. In response to his raised eyebrows, I grinned and nodded.

Charlie's cry of, "Oh fuck yes!", made me look back. Nina's head was deep between Charlie's legs. From her movements, I guessed she was licking cunt to clit. However, this was no LA porn shoot with unnatural positioning to give a good camera view. Nina's mind wasn't on any spectator's view, it was totally committed to giving Charlie maximum pleasure. So with her mouth clamped onto Charlie, it was hard for me to see exactly what was happening, but whatever Nina was doing, she was doing it well.

Charlie's head was stretched back twisting from side to side, her eyes just narrow slits, her mouth open and panting. From the left of the bed, a flash went off. Charlie's eyes opened wider as she looked around, eventually looking me in the eye and grinning. Her eyes fell to my rigid cock with pre-cum dribbling down it. With her right hand, she reached out, wrapped her fingers around and tugged me towards her. Turning fully to her left, she licked the pre-cum off my head before pulling me into her mouth, sealing her lips tight around me. "Mmmmm...", she moaned through her closed lips as she moved her slim fingers to my balls. Another flash went off.

I couldn't take my eyes off Charlie's mouth as it slid up and down my shaft, veins bulging as it stretched her mouth wide. "Ahem!", came a voice, "Which bit of girl-on-girl don't you two understand?".

Looking down, I saw Nina grinning. Charlie released me laughing, "Sorry sweetie, couldn't resist, come here".

Nina crawled up and locked her lips onto Charlie. Another flash went off, this time close by. Breaking their kiss, Nina laughed, "It's like an LA porn shoot, can't wait to see the photos", before sticking her tongue back in Charlie's mouth. With her fingertips, Charlie was raking Nina's spine.

Breaking the kiss again, Charlie panted, "So that's what I taste like, now I need to taste you".

"You sure?", asked Nina

"God yes!", cried Charlie, "Please".

"Well", said Nina, "As you've asked so nicely". Raising herself up she turned, she swung her leg over and lowered her bare pussy towards Charlie. I thought there might be some hesitation from Charlie but no, she peppered Nina's outer lips with dozens of tiny kisses, before plunging her tongue in as far as it would go. "Oh Christ Charlie!", moaned Nina, twisting and grinding her ass.

Another flash. Nina pulled Charlie's legs back, holding them in place with her elbows, before diving into Charlie's dripping cunt. For the next ten minutes, Ben and I watched two women lick and suck each other with unbridled lust and passion, their faces coated and glistening with each other's juices. Both of them were squirming, wriggling and moaning loudly. The whole room was filled with sounds and musky aroma of hot, sweaty sex interspersed with the flash of the camera. Strands of hair were stuck to Charlie's face, whilst Nina's back was covered in sweat.

Suddenly, Charlie's legs began to shake and she arched her back, lifting Nina with her, "Oh fuck..., Nina..., oh god Nina..., I'm comi..., oh Nina..., my Nina!".

I watched as Charlie's face contorted, her mouth wide, making no more sound. For fifteen or twenty seconds she spasmed and jerked, letting out a long, "Naaaaah...", with the final spasm, her head dropping back onto the bed.

Panting heavily, Charlie raised her head again and latched onto Nina's cunt, her tongue lashing her lips and clit. From Nina's moaning and squirming, I could see that she was close to her own orgasm. Charlie seemed to sense this as well. Grasping both Nina's buttocks, she pulled her lower before rasping her tongue across her anus. It was like a bolt of electricity through Nina. Her whole body jerked as she cried, "Jesus!".

Making her tongue as rigid as possible, Charlie twisted her head. I watched wide eyed as the first half inch disappeared inside Nina's ass. The camera flashed.

Nina was twisting and squirming so much, Charlie had to use her arms and hands to grip her legs. Either side of Charlie's head, Nina's feet kicked on the sheet. "Oh god..., oh god..., oh god..., oh Charlieeeeee...!", she screamed before her entire body went rigid. Clear liquid, mixed with my sperm dripped onto Charlie's neck from Nina's cunt as her anus winked repeatedly. Nina seemed unable to breathe before she gave a final cry and slumped to her right, sucking in air. Her body gave five or six little jerks before it finally relaxed, her eyes screwed shut.

Suddenly, she leapt up, turned around, threw herself on Charlie and burst into tears. Charlie held her tight stroking her back again, whispering quietly in her ear. It took a few minutes for Nina to regain her composure. Slowly, she sat up, taking the tissue offered by Ben, "I'm sorry, you must all t