As I approached 40, I just found myself not in a mood to throw a party. I was still living in Zurich then, and honestly Switzerland was wearing thin. If anything, I was in a mood to just get the hell out, so I started looking around the map, and, as I got to the Netherlands, I remembered my friend Lori. Lori was a hotwife I had connected with years ago, and we continued seeing each other off and on. She was tall and athletic, and a little older than me with a very charming humiliation and voyeurism/exhibitionism kink. We had an agreement with her husband that she was always free to join me for fun, as long as he got pictures, and we had been seeing each other once or twice a year for the last five or six years. I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I knew she would move heaven and earth to be my party – we always had a lot of fun together, and we just meshed really well. Yet somehow, it just didn’t feel special enough to hook up with her again, we needed to do something more, so I told her that it would be great if she had a female friend that would be willing to join us.
Lori, who is quite active in her local kink community, of course had several friends that could have been up for it. But she also knows my taste in women, (and not just the looks) as well as her taste in women, and after a minute she decided on Eliza. Eliza was 25, and tall, like us, and a decidedly more curvy than Lori, with a very vintage sense of style. With my cheerful agreement, she got in touch with Eliza, and we started a threeway chat in Whatsapp. Needless to say, Lori’s taste in partners was perfect, and Eliza had exactly the sort of confident “open book” attitude towards sex (bordering on free use) that really clicks with me, combined with an extremely careful attitude towards her health. She was also whip smart, sarcastic, and incredibly comfortable sharing dirty pics with the both of us. We quickly agreed that we would enjoy each other, and set a date in Amsterdam the weekend of my birthday.
As the chat built up over the weeks, so did the tension. My flight arrived early afternoon, so I went ahead and went to the hotel, and got myself checked in and freshened up. Eliza and Lori had met on the train, and were riding together, sending me pictures of how each of them were dressed, with Eliza’s fishnets very much a central feature. I took a streetcar over to Central and met their train on the platform. After hugs all around, and a happy greeting, we went back to the hotel and sat at the bar, at four in the afternoon, and ordered wine for me and Eliza, and a coffee for Lori (she doesn’t drink). The conversation as awkward at first. I mean, we all came there with a purpose, and it was hanging heavy over our minds. But I also know how important it is to establish the ability to have a conversation first. So we spent about an hour, and a few glasses of wine, along with a few strategic potty breaks to let the various pairings have a moment to talk. Then I finally asked if they wanted to see the room. Lori was desperately ready, where Eliza was able to play it a little cooler. We took the elevator up and walked to the room at the end of the hall, where they set their bags down and went to take in the view out of the window. I walked up behind Lori and pulled her towards me.
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Lori turned and instantly started kissing me, her arms around my neck. It was a few minutes, as I enjoyed her before I broke the kiss to look at Eliza, who helpfully stepped into our hug to kiss me, and we began making out. Eliza was the perfect height for me, and, to be honest, and amazing kisser. We instantly fell into the perfect rhythm, and knew exactly what we wanted to do with each other. While, on one hand, I didn’t want Lori to feel left out, on the other hand I knew she would love watching me and Eliza, and any sense that Eliza was better than her would just turn her on more. It was classic tension between my desire to be a gentleman and make sure that Lori was treated right, and my desire to appeal to her kink.
As I was thinking about it, Lori stepped back in to kiss Eliza, and the two women made out, and I decided to take this opportunity to grope Eliza’s young, full breasts. Eliza responded by pulling at the back of her dress, which I helpfully opened and she stepped out, revealing her corset and fishnets. Now the two elders in the room, Lori and I, took to attacking our young friend, who loved every bit of the attention. I pulled at the fabric covering her breast to expose one side while Lori went to work on the other. Once Eliza got to moaning, I pulled Lori off, and pushed her onto her knees, where she began to dutifully undress me, and open my trousers to find my erection. We paused for a moment to discard clothes, leaving me and Eliza naked, and Lori in just a bra. Though Lori was quick to get her mouth on my erection, I pulled her off and laid Eliza in bed, with Lori next to her.
With both of them shifting to their submissive mode, now was the time for me to welcome them to my bed properly. First I went down on Eliza. Since we were new to each other, I took some time with my fingers and lips to get a sense of what she liked. it quickly became clear that she enjoyed things much rougher than Lori, and I was happy to oblige. Lori laid next to her, cuddling her, kissing her ear, and playing with her breasts as I slowly unlocked the exact combination of hand and tongue that worked for Eliza. Soon she was moaning over and over as I continued on patiently and relentlessly until I felt muscles clench down tight around my fingers and her back arched violently. Quickly she became too sensitive, so I lifted my head up and she rolled on her side to cuddle Lori the same way. Good girl.
I then shifted over to Lori, whom I wanted to know how much gratitude I felt I owed her. Lori’s body I knew quite well, and she was deliciously multi-orgasmic. In a few minutes she was rocking her first orgasm. I felt her pull at my shoulders, willing me to come up, but I had other plans, and I stayed down, licking her clit softly, rubbing it as I massaged two fingers inside. She knew I knew what this move does to her, and, almost frustrated, began to come again…and again…finally, I began to feel her give up and let herself be used. Now she could have what she wanted. I sat up, and pulled her face into my groin where she happily took me into her mouth, and I pulled Eliza up to my face to kiss her while Loni went to work below. God, Eliza really was an amazing kisser.
I finally broke the kiss and told Lori to lie down, while I pulled a condom off the nightstand (I had tastefully placed a few on every horizontal surface ahead of time). Once properly dressed, I got on top of Lori and pushed into her, her body heaving and her legs wrapping around me. It was not long until she started to come again. Eliza leaned in and took turns kissing each of us and fondling or rubbing Lori’s clit as we kept going, until finally Lori had that one orgasm too many, and had to stop when she became too sensitive. I pulled out of her, and dispensed with the condom. As I looked on the bed, Lori had shifted over to the far side, leaving Eliza next me naked. I laid on top of Eliza, kissing her, then looking at Lori. I looked down at her before gesturing across the bed. “I think she wants to watch us fuck.” Lori nodded very eagerly, and Eliza shifted under me, parting her legs as she reached for another condom.
With the next one on, I laid on top of Eliza and guided myself in. While every woman feels different, somehow the fit inside Eliza was just perfect – tight but not too tight, and every part of her matched every part of me. I laid down, my head next to Eliza’s as I looked over at Lori and mouthed “wow.” Her eyes were glowing as I started to move inside my new lover. Though Eliza is definitely a fan of the rough and violent fucking, here she grabbed my hips and for our first time, we moved softly together, slowly enjoying each others bodies. We made out extensively, enjoying the chemistry of our kisses as I moved slowly inside her.
Eliza broke the kiss to whisper in my ear. “please. I want you.” God…how is a man to stop? It wasn’t long before I filled the condom inside her, and she held me tight. We were almost lost in that moment together, before we both looked over at Lori, who was, it should be said, BEYOND aroused at this. It was clear that Lori was ready for more and her energy was infectious. But I wasn’t going to make it that easy on her. I never do.
As I laid there, slowly going soft inside of the friend she introduced me to for my birthday, I asked her: “Are you ready to go out for dinner?” Her arousal erupted into frustration and even more arousal. She hated being manipulated like this, and it turned her on even more.
I pulled out of Eliza, and after a moment, we decided to get dressed and go for some dinner. The whole time I treated Eliza as my new girlfriend, being super sweet and affectionate and ignoring Lori, knowing exactly the effect it would have on her when we got back to the room to take some pictures of the action for her husband. It would be a long, wonderful night.