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The Seminar - Part1.

In late 1999 I was sent by my firm to a technical seminar on the south coast of
England. I was booked into a grand, if rather old, hotel for four nights and it
was there that this story begins.

I am a thirty-four year old female who works as an Internet security advisor to
a number of clients and as part of my job attend various seminars and
conferences in order to keep up to date with technical advances. I am single, 5'
5" tall, slim, with shoulder length brown hair and a slim figure. Not quite
petite but certainly small. Sexually I am fairly experienced having tried most
things at one time or another. Of particular regard to this story is the fact
that as well as enjoying a good man fuck from time to time, I also have a taste
for younger women, preferable in their teens or early twenties. Not for me some
butch bull-dyke who hates all men and dresses like a refugee from the marines. I
find it a particular turn on to be able to introduce other women to the joys of
lesbian sex.

My taste for lesbian sex grew from a number of chance encounters I had whilst I
was working for a couple of years in London. As to my choice of younger women, I
guess that's because I like to dominate. Its part of my character I suppose, and
being in charge of situations, particularly sexual ones, gives me a sense of
security in that my bisexuality won't be disclosed against my wishes.

Anyway, back to my story. I had been feeling `on heat' for a few weeks having
not had any sort of sexual relationship in the past three months. As the time
for this seminar approached, the thought of a week in a hotel had begun to fire
fantasies within me. I always enjoyed the anonymity of hotel stays. In hotels I
felt uninhibited, I was prepared to enter into sexual encounters that I would
never consider in my home town and in hotels I had, by chance, experienced some
of the best sex of my life. All this had made me, as I say, start to fantasise
about sexual potentials and in particular whether I might meet any suitable
young women to have some bisexual fun with.

I checked-in about 7.30 p.m. on the Monday evening and having carried out the
necessary formalities I made my own way to my room. I never used hall porters as
they always seemed to be leering at female guests with the arrogance of youth
that made them believe ever women who checked in wanted to get fucked by them or
one of their mates. Now as it happens I was quite prepared to be fucked during
my stay but it wouldn't be by some spotty faced porter.

For me this was to be a week of hard work, sure, but also a week of pampering;
good food, good wine and just maybe some time in the company of another women.
Who knows, I would just have to wait and see.

I decided, having arrived somewhat late, that I would shower and take supper in
my room rather than go down to the restaurant. That would allow me an early
night and ensure I was well prepared for the first day of the seminar.
Fortunately I wasn't making any presentations only attending other peoples so I
could pretty much pick and choose those parts of the seminar that interested me
and make good use of the spare time that offered.

Having showered, I dressed again, chose my meal and called room service to
order. I was told the meal would take around twenty minutes to prepare and set
about trawling through the seminar schedule whilst I waited.

Finally there was a knock at my door. I went to answer. I quickly checked the
security view hole and saw that my order was delivered not by a porter but a
maid. This was unusual since for safety of their staff most hotels sensibly tend
to send porters to deliver room service. It was the expectance of a man bringing
my food that had made me get dressed again after my shower. If you go to the
door in a robe you get all the leering crap again.

I couldn't make out much about the girl other than she was dark haired. Quickly
tidying myself, I opened the door, said "Hi" and beckoned her in, instructing
her to place the tray next to the bed. As she walked across the room I was
captivated. She was about seventeen or eighteen, I would guess, and around 5' 3"
tall. She had a gorgeously petite figure, small hips, very small breasts and
wore her hair bobbed. In short she was somewhat boyish in appearance which was
my absolute favourite when it came to girls. I was kicking myself for having
re-dressed after my shower.

I wasn't prepared to make any move on her since I hadn't been expecting her but
I did at least make sure I got her name.

"Thanks", I said breaking the ice, "that was quick service."

"Your welcome madam" she replied politely.

"I didn't expect a beautiful young thing like yourself to bring my tray, its
usually one of those spotty boys!", I continued.

I think my use of the word beautiful threw her as she looked embarrassed and
confused at the same time.

"Sorry", she said, "it's just we are a bit short staffed and the duty manager
said you were a lady guest and asked if I would mind bringing your food up."

"Oh don't apologise", I said gently, "I would much prefer to see you and sorry
if I embarrassed you. I didn't mean to, its just you struck me as being a very
attractive young women and it just slipped out. And hey!, if we girls can't
compliment each other who can," I added jokingly.

She seemed to relax a bit more as I reached for my purse and handed her a very
generous tip.

"That's great!" she said surprised.

"Don't mention it, if you look after me personally during my stay I'll make sure
you're well rewarded" I responded, emphasising the word `personally' to see if
there was any reaction. Sadly there wasn't and she started for the door.

"What's you name, by the way?" I asked as she reached the door.

She turned and told me that her name was Rachelle and added that she would make
sure that I was well looked after. With that she left. I knew right then that I
would be seeing a lot more of Rachelle during the week ahead.

I ate my meal and having finished, undressed to my panties and put on a robe. I
then lay on my bed and started to flick between TV channels. There was the usual
rubbish on and my mind once again started wondering to sexual matters. I muted
the TV and closed my eyes remembering Rachelle and imagining her without her
uniform. As I did so my right hand wandered inside my robe and started to
massage by nipples. First the left until it was fully erect and then the right.
I just loved rubbing my nipples imagining it was Rachelle's hand doing the
massaging. After some ten minutes of playing with my breasts my hand wandered to
and inside by knickers. I kept my pussy hair very short so that I got maximum
feeling in my lips and clit. I gently parted the lips and inserted my middle
finger into my cunt whilst pressing on my clit with my thumb. I find I can keep
this up for ages and ages with waves of enjoyment just breaking over me. All the
time building myself to orgasm. Sometimes I have done this for an hour or more
before finally bringing myself off but this time it would be much briefer. As I
said, I have been on heat for weeks and the beauty of Rachelle's nude body in my
imagination was bringing me to a fast climax. I raised my hips from the bed and
tore off my knickers casting them to the floor. Then pushing four fingers into
my cunt and pressing and rubbing hard on my clit I orgasmed violently. My whole
body just shook and huge amount of juices flowed onto my hand and my robe.

I rolled over and looked at the clock and saw it was still only 9.30 p.m. There
was no way I was going right through tonight without some more sex and whilst I
just loved masturbation it wasn't going to be enough. I figured it was too late
to go down to the bar to see if there were any likely candidates for my passion
so the only person I knew in the hotel was Rachelle.

I cleaned myself up, put on a fresh pair of knickers and wrapping myself in my
robe, phoned room service again.

"Hi, Its Miss Johnstone in room 347, I would like a bottle of wine sent to my
room please. Chianti would be fine. Oh and I am rather nervous of staying in
hotels alone" I lied, "so could you make sure it's a maid rather than a porter
who delivers the bottle. Would that be okay?"

"Of course madam," said the room service manager, "I think we have a maid still
on duty, at least long enough to make one more room service delivery."

I hoped to god it would be Rachelle but thought it may raise suspicion to ask
for her by name. Anyway I was so horny I figured I might try it on with any maid
they chose to send.

As I waited I started rubbing my pussy again. It was still soaking wet and
starting to drip down my thighs as I paced the room with a hand in my knickers.
This time the knock came within only a few minutes. I pulled my robe closed and
went to the door and looked once again through the spy-hole.

God!, oh god, my luck was in. It was Rachelle again. I quickly opened the door
almost afraid that she would walk away if I didn't respond quickly. I was
surprising myself; normally I am cool and in command but Rachelle was making me
act like a naughty teenager.

Rachelle smiled and walked into my room holding a tray upon which was the bottle
of wine and two glasses.

"Two glasses?" I enquired.

"Its standard policy" Said Rachelle, "in case guests are entertaining someone,
if you know what I mean."

"That's very thoughtful", I said, adding, "Sadly no such luck for me. I'm alone
so one glass would have done. I just thought a little wine would help me relax
before bed. I don't suppose you would care to join me? but I suppose you have to
get back" I added answering my one question.

"Well I shouldn't really. The manager doesn't like us fraternising with guests
but I have just finished my shift so yeah, why not,  I'll have a glass with
you."

I had to take things slowly so as not to appear too keen. I didn't want to scare
Rachelle away. I invited her to sit down and opened the wine. Pouring two
glasses, I passed her one and sat down on the end of my bed with the other. I
was directly opposite her and maybe four feet away. I knew that my robe was only
loosely tied and made sure that Rachelle could at least see a hint of breast
exposed as I started to generally chat to her. I asked about her, how she came
to be working at the hotel and she responded by asking how long I was staying
and what line of business I was in. In short the usual sort of polite
conversation between two people who didn't know each other. During the
conversation I poured Rachelle more wine and kept her glass full.

After twenty or thirty minutes of chatting Rachelle was much more relaxed and
had kicked off her shoes. For myself I had made sure she had got a good look at
my breasts each time I topped up her glass. As I did so I noticed her looking
and smiled at her as she realised I had seen her.

"So Rachelle", I asked, "do you have a boyfriend locally, perhaps working in the
hotel?"

"No," she replied, "I'm not going steady at the moment."

"What a beautiful girl like yourself and no boyfriend!" I said in mock surprise.

"Well working shifts is not good for a social life. That's why its so nice to be
invited to share your wine." She said smiling.

"You're welcome", I said, "but I have to say that I do feel somewhat
underdressed. I hope you don't mind me sat here in just a robe. I've just
realised I have been flashing my breasts all evening", I added pretending to
coyly cover myself up said that I hoped I hadn't embarrassed her.

"Not at all. Its nice to relax when you're drinking good wine, I only wish I
could get out of this horrid little uniform" she said and then realising the
implications of her words added, "you know, having been in it all day."

I snatched at the opportunity. "Don't feel you can't on my account. There's a
spare robe in the bathroom. Help yourself. Relax."

"Really, would that be okay?"

I told her that of course it would but on one condition. I took the chance and
said, "you've seen my tits all night now how about me seeing yours. The robe is
yours as long as you let me watch you put it on."

It was too late now I had committed myself. I waited for Rachelle's reaction.
Would she be disgusted and leave? She hesitated, looked at me, said nothing for
a few moments and then said, "Okay, why not be a little naughty. Wine always
makes me a bit silly. I'll show you mine if you show me yours" she joked in a
child like voice.

With that she got up and fetched the robe before returning to the room.

I squirmed as she came back in from the bathroom. I was going to get to see this
beautiful girl undress before me. I think she thought it was just a bit of
alcohol induced high jinx. I don't think she had the faintest idea that I wanted
her so badly.

Rachelle stood in front of me and a few feet away. With her back slightly
towards me she started to undo the buttons of her little white blouse and taking
it off placed it carefully over the back of a chair. She giggled, enjoying the
tease, and then placing her fingers in the waistband of her short skirt eased it
over her slight hips and dropped it to the floor. This too she carefully placed
over the chair back. She now stood before me in black tights under which I could
see a pair of skimpy white knickers and a matching white bra, although given the
size of her breasts she really didn't need one.

At this point Rachelle didn't seem sure about going any further so I prompted
her to remove her tights suggesting that she would never be comfortable with
those on. She agreed and pulled them off but once again stopped at this point.
For myself I made sure my robe was now very open at the top so that Rachelle
could see my breasts fully exposed.

"Come on" I joked, "remember you promised to show me yours if I showed you mine.
Let's see those titties."

Again she looked hesitant.

I decided not to push but to encourage her and asked if there was anything
wrong.

"Well, its.....its sort of....well I'm a bit embarrassed to tell the truth" she
said.

"Embarrassed! Why ever would you be embarrassed about such a gorgeous figure." I
said.

"It's my breasts, they're too small. Not like yours. I embarrassed to show you
them."

"Nonsense Rachelle! As I said you have a gorgeous figure and you should be very
proud of your body. From what I can see I think your breasts are lovely and I
promise I really would like to see them. Go on, let me see them, please." I said
very gently.

Rachelle smiled at my kind words and raising her arms behind her back unclipped
her bra and gently removed it letting me see her as she did so. True her breasts
were tiny but nonetheless they were very attractive and for a girl of her build
they were perfectly proportioned. She really was as lovely as I had imagined in
my fantasies.

"There, that wasn't so bad was it? Now you can relax properly", I said handing
her the robe.

Rachelle put it on and sat down in the chair not bothering to tie the robe cord.

I suggested we finish the bottle of wine and standing to pour her a final half
glass I made sure my own robe fell completely open so that Rachelle could see my
whole figure. Like she, I still had my panties on which by this time were really
quite wet from my excitement.  As I walked I could feel that my nipples were
very erect as they rubbed against the towel of the robe.

"You've got a very nice figure yourself, Miss Johnstone", Rachelle said politely
as I poured her drink.

"Thank you Rachelle" I responded noting how she addressed me and deciding that I
quite liked the formality. It kind of emphasised Rachelle's submissiveness and
that really turned me on.

"Of course" I continued in a light-hearted tone, "we haven't really concluded
our little game have we. You know - `I'll show you mine if you show me yours'. 
I suppose if I were to show you everything then you would have to match me or
else you lose!"

I didn't give Rachelle a chance to reply. Sitting back down on the bed I simply
pulled by knickers down, took them off and sat in front of Rachelle with just my
open robe remaining and giving her a full view of my pussy.

Make or break I thought! "Go on. Match that!" I said looking her directly in the
eye but with a friendly smile.

Rachelle said nothing but with a beautifully coy smile, stood, pulled off her
own knickers and sat down again. This was turning into a game of poker. Who
would fold first?

I let the robe drop from my shoulders and spread my legs a little further.
Rachelle followed suit.

I licked my fingers and then taking a nipple in each hand started to play with
my breasts. Again without a word Rachelle copied me.

Lets get sexual I thought as I lowered my hand to my cunt and started to openly
masturbate myself in front of this beautiful girl.

Rachelle watched me for a couple of minutes and then started to masturbate her
own pussy. She spread he lips fairly wide and used the flat of her hand to rub
herself vigorously. We both watched each other and smiled broadly. It was a very
sexual and yet a very gentle situation. Two women just enjoying their own bodies
and putting on a show for each other. At the same time the `poker' element was
still there. How far would she go?

I sank off the side of the bed and onto my knees on the floor. Then slowly
rolling onto my back I lay on the floor and lifted my legs in the air. Rachelle
now had a full view of my cunt and arse. Then I continued masturbating but this
time also pushed a finger into my own arse hole and started pumping. Rachelle
looked a little taken aback but also got on the floor and laying on her back
continued to frig herself. We were both now nearing our orgasms as I shouted to
her "What about your bottom. You don't have a finger in your bottom."

"I don't want to so that!", she shouted back as she started to jerk her hips.

"If you don't match me you lose, go on fuck your arse with a finger."

It was too late, Rachelle was in full flow of orgasm. Her hips were off the
floor and her muscles tightened as she screamed and groaned and frigged herself.
It was a glorious site to see and took me over the edge into my own orgasm.

We both lay on the floor, panting and sweating from our exertions. I crawled
over to Rachelle and kissed her gently. "That was fun wasn't it? Glad you stayed
for the wine?" I asked.

"Oh yes", she whispered.

"Unfortunately Rachelle, we must not forget you lost our little game." I said.

"What do you mean, lost?" she asked.

"Well you didn't do everything I did. I didn't see you finger fuck your bottom.
That means you lose and I win!" I stated rather more firmly.

"And what do I lose, Miss Johnstone?" she said playfully but with that
submissive tone again.

"You lose your equality, is what you lose! For the rest of this week you will be
my servant."

"But I already am. I'm a maid for God's sake!" she said.

I continued, "You don't understand Rachelle, I mean you will be my sexual
servant. For the rest of my stay we shall spend as much time together as
possible, including your time off and you shall do my sexual bidding. How do you
feel about that?"

Rachelle seemed to enjoy the possibility and looking me sweetly in the eye
simply purred, "Yes Miss Johnstone."

"Now for tonight you will stay with me. We shall share my bed and we shall fuck
all night. And Rachelle, you will finger your own arse or I will do it for you.
Is that clear?"

"Yes, Miss Johnstone."

Rachelle and I spent the most glorious night together exploring each others
bodies, friggingh ourselves, frigging each other and making good use of the
vibrator I always carried with me to seminars. And yes, late into the night she
did get to finger fuck her own arse whilst I licked her to orgasm.

As we awoke Rachelle got up and dressed quickly to get downstairs to start her
shift. I simply put on a robe and walked her to the door. As she left I told her
to come to my room at 7 p.m. when her shift ended.

"Yes Miss Johnstone." She said with a smile.

I lent forward, my tits swinging in full view and kissed her on the lips just at
the very moment when the guest in the room opposite open their door to pick up
their morning paper. It was a women who looked at me, took in the whole scene in
an instant and quickly closed her door. Rachelle looked worried and hurried off
to work. For myself I thought, what the fuck! So she saw me kissing Rachelle and
probably realised that we had spent the night together. Did it really matter
that a stranger in a strange town knew I was bisexual.

I would find out in due course............................

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The Seminar - Part2.

Nine-thirty saw the start of my seminar day with an initial presentation on
Denial of Service hacker threats. Whilst the talk was interesting and
professional I couldn't really concentrate thinking of Rachelle and the night we
had just spent together.

After a couple of hours we broke for coffee and I wandered into the anti-room
and grabbed a cup of strong black coffee.  I made my way to the back of the room
near the doors out onto a sun terrace to enjoy the view and clear my mind in the
hope that I would start concentrating on my work. As I stood drinking I felt a
tap on the shoulder and turned to see a women, in her late forties perhaps,
smiling at me. She introduced herself as Claire and asked if I was enjoying the
seminar thus far.

I responded politely, feeling in some way as if I knew her or at least had made
her acquaintance. We continued our chat for a few minutes when I asked her, by
way of conversation, if she was staying in the hotel.

Claire responded, "Yes, I'm in room 340 just across the hall from you!".

The penny dropped. I stuttered, "Oh yes, I saw you this morning didn't I,
picking up your newspaper...." And trailed off into an embarrassed silence. I
could feel myself flushing red.

"Indeed you did!" she replied, "and you're the woman I saw kissing the maid
goodbye, presumably after spending the night with her, are you not?".

Her frankness made me even more embarrassed. I didn't know what to say but
Claire broke the silence by continuing, "pretty little thing isn't she. What's
her name".

"Rachelle." I said, before even thinking about it.

"And am I right about you and her?"

"Look!", I said quietly, "shall we continue this conversation on the sun
terrace?", worried that people may be over hearing what we were saying.

Claire and I walked out onto the terrace where she said, "So am I right?"

I looked at her silently, she was well kept, in her late forties, as I said,
about 5' 6" tall with a very good figure. Her breasts were fairly big for her
frame but not huge and her hair was long and lightly permed. After the initial
silence I decided to respond as frankly as she was asking. Whilst she wasn't my
usual type I thought her attractive and figured she would hardly be asking such
leading questions unless she too had some interest in me, sexually that is.

"Yes you are right. Rachelle did spend the night in my room. Does that interest
you?", I asked.

"If it did, would that be okay with you?" she replied.

"Yes I think it would be okay with me."

We were both being careful what to say, neither of us wanting to say the words
so I decided to move the conversation on by asking Claire if she was `that way
inclined'.

"Look, I think we are both talking about the same thing here. I'm not a lesbian,
but I am bisexual and if you might be interested in some company during this
week then I would certainly be keen for us to get to know one another a little
better."

This seemed to break the ice and Claire responded by saying that she would
certainly like to spend some time with me but questioned whether she was my type
in light of the fact that Rachelle was so young. I whispered to her that whilst
my preference was generally for younger girls I thought her most attractive and
re-iterated that if she wanted some company then I was `game'.

"Splendid!" she said in a posh voice, "how about we meet this evening?"

"That sounds good to me", I said and then remembered that I had told Rachelle to
come to my room at 7:00pm. I decided not to tell Claire this and instead asked
if she could make it fairly early, say 6:00pm and if possible that she come to
my room. I figured it might be interesting if Rachelle arrived once Claire was
already there.

Claire said that 6:00 suited her fine since her last seminar session was due to
finish at 4:00pm. With that, she gave me a wink, before turning and walking back
into the seminar room for the next session.

The rest of the day was fairly straightforward with a number of talks
interspersed with a buffet lunch. Although, to tell the truth, my mind was still
not really on the job, rather, engaged as it was, on Rachelle, Claire and the
potential for this week away from home, to turn into an experience to remember.
I finished my last session at 5:00 p.m. and went to the bar for a quick couple
of drinks. I felt I needed to relax myself as the thought of Claire's visit had
made me tense and excited all day. After a couple of whiskies, I went up to my
room to prepare.

As soon as I had closed the door, I stripped out of my formal clothes and turned
on the shower. I wanted to save myself for the possibilities ahead but as soon
as I felt the cascading water on my flesh I just couldn't resist a quick feel. 
This, somewhat inevitably, led to bringing myself off thinking once again of the
beautiful young Rachelle and the more mature and undoubtedly more experienced
Claire. The thought of them both together finally bought me to a tremendous
orgasm.

Having finished my shower and my wank I dressed again in a Japanese style
kimono-wrap under which I put on stockings, suspender belt, bra and panties. I
thought just a robe was too simple and wanted Claire to see me at my sexiest. By
the time I had dressed it was only a few minutes to six and, quickly tidying my
room, I sat on the bed and waited for Claire. I still wasn't totally sure she
would turn up. After all we had only spoken for a few minutes. A few minutes in
which we had been unbelievably frank and open with each other about our
sexuality. It may be that she would have second thoughts but I dearly hoped not.

I was not to be disappointed as only a few minutes after six there was a gentle
knock on my door. I opened it to see Claire before me, beautifully made up and
wearing a short black dress, black stockings and, if I wasn't mistaken, no bra.
I couldn't resist wondering if she had also left off her knickers. She had made
a great effort to look her best, which made me glad I had done the same.

I showed her in. In anticipation of the evening ahead I had, at lunchtime,
arranged for three bottles of good white wine to be put in my mini-bar to chill.
Claire sat down and made herself comfortable whilst I opened the first bottle
and offered her a glass. I still made no mention of Rachelle but knew that I
would have to move things along quickly with Rachelle due to arrive in a little
under an hour.

I sat down opposite Claire and sipped my drink. She did the same, with neither
of us knowing quite what to say. Eventually I reverted to safety and simply
commented on how lovely her dress was. Claire leaped at the opportunity my
compliment provided to start a conversation.

"You look very good yourself, Sue," she said, "that kimono is beautiful."

"Thanks", I said, "I wanted to make the effort to look my best for you."

"I hope I'm worth it" she said looking at herself.

"Oh believe me, from where I'm sitting you are most definitely worth it" I
responded.

Claire by this time had already finished her glass of wine and stood to pour
herself another and to top up my glass. As she did so she reverted to the
frankness with which she had first spoken to me that morning and asked bluntly,
"So, tell me Sue have you masturbated today?"

"Good God, what a question!" I said.

"Not really.", she said, "we both know we fancy each other and hopefully we are
both here to do something about it. For myself, I've returned to my room twice
during the day to masturbate myself. I just haven't been able to stop thinking
about meeting you tonight and imagining what you and the little maid got up to
last night. I've been so excited I just had to bring myself off. Are you telling
me you haven't been feeling the same?"

"Well I have to admit when I showered to get ready I did frig myself. Like you
I've been pretty excited all day." I responded.

"And what did you think about as you played with yourself?"

"You, of course!" I said, "and Rachelle. To tell the truth I imagined you and
her together!"

"Me and the little maid, wow!", said Claire, "Due you think I might be able to
meet her as well sometime this week?

"Who knows." I said, determined not to let on just yet, that Rachelle was due to
come to my room within the next hour, "but if you do I expect you to put on a
good show for me."

"Do you like to watch then?" she asked.

"Well I like to get involved, but yeah, watching is fun too." I said.

"So how about I start this evening with a little show for you then?" Claire
asked.

"Perfect, that would be just perfect, Claire", I said, thinking how great it
would be for Rachelle to arrive during Claire's `performance'.

Claire smiled and stood, saying,  "Why don't you start by putting on some music
and then tell me what you would like me to do."

I put on the radio and set it to some gentle background type music and then told
Claire that I would love to watch her masturbate for me.

Claire turned her back to me and started to gently sway her hips. As she did so,
in time to the music, she reached behind her back and lowered the zip on her
little black dress. As the back fell open it confirmed that she had indeed
chosen not to wear a bra. The skin of her back was beautiful. She slowly pulled
the dress from her shoulders and pushed it down to her hips. Still not turning
to show me anything, she danced some more and them, placing her fingers back
into the dress she pushed it down to the floor and stepped out of it. I was
right about the knickers too. Claire wore none and stood before me but still
facing away. Her bottom was firm and smooth looking like that of women half her
age. Her legs were slender and her ankles slight.

I so desperately wanted her to turn around. I had started to rub my mound
through the silk of my kimono and at the same time was pinching my nipples with
my other hand.

Claire then took two steps to the table/desk at the end of my room and bending
forward rested her shoulders on the tabletop and slightly spread her legs. It
was the most gorgeous site. A beautifully fit, nearly fifty year-old women
showing her nude arse to me and together with a totally sexy hint of pussy
between her spread legs, still clad in her stockings and suspender belt. It was
a stunning scene that made me sigh out load with lust.

"Enjoying the view?" she asked in a gentle whisper.

"Oh yes, oh yes..." I replied as my own masturbation took on a more frantic urge.
I pulled my panties to one side and inserting a finger into my cunt started to
finger fuck myself. Claire looking over her shoulder saw what I was doing and
smiled. Turning her head away from me again she reached between her legs and
started to frig her own pussy spreading her pussy lip wide. Then she bought both
hands behind her arse and spread her bottom cheeks wide. Her arsehole was fully
exposed to me.

"Suck me.", she whispered.

I fell to my knees and crawled over to her. Still on my knees I held her arse
cheeks apart and started to lick both her arse hole and her pussy. My tongue
darted deep into her cunt as she squirmed on the table top returning her own
hand to her clit and started rubbing hard.

"God this is soooo good Sue!", she explained almost breathlessly, "bring me off,
frig me sue, fuck my cunt, fuck my arse, just please fuck me."

I continued licking at her thighs and pussy and at the same time spat on my
index finger and inserted it gently into her arse hole. I started to finger fuck
her arse nice and gentle as she started to shake. I knew she was coming and
pulled away from her. Sitting on the floor between her legs I watched as she
continued to work on her clit and pussy.

"God, God...I'm coming" she groaned as her legs gave way and she collapsed on the
floor next to me wringing the last throws of orgasm out of herself. For the
first time I saw her tits. Her nipples were huge and brown. They must have been
sticking out nearly an inch and her pussy was covered in sticky juices. She was
truly spent and looked just so unbelievably sexy. I lent forward and kissed her
full and deep as she put her hand onto my knickers and grabbing the thin
material drew it up between my pussy lips and started to pull it up and down
hard. She was bringing me off using my panties. I shouted for her to do it
harder and harder until I too reached a fantastic orgasm. We sat on the floor
kissing and hugging each other.

"That was just great!", she said, "I'm so glad I saw you and Rachelle this
morning, otherwise I would never had guessed that you and I could have such fun
together. I want more, I want to stay all night with you. I want to do things
together that you have never even thought off."

"I'm so glad we met too. You are just so sexy. I hope you don't mind me saying
this but I have never been with an older women before. Its like having sex with
my...." I stopped myself.

"Go on." Said Claire.

"No, no, what I was going to say would sound rude and I wouldn't mean it like
that." I replied.

"Go on you can say what you want, I won't be insulted." She said.

"Well I was going to say that it's like having sex with my mother! Is that okay
to say that. Like I say I mean it in the nicest possible way. I promise." I
said.

"I'm not upset at all Sue," said Claire, "it's a nice thought that you see me as
s sexy mother figure. Perhaps we could take that idea a little further into some
role-playing. Would that be fun Sue?"

I thought about the possibilities of what Claire was saying and agreed that the
idea of some role playing with her as my mother could be real fun and ever so
naughty and dirty. I kissed her again and whispered gently that I would very
much like her to `be my mother' for the week.

I pulled myself back onto the bed and Claire stood, straightened her stockings
and sat down in the chair keeping her legs a little open to give me a full view
of her wet pussy. "Why don't you take a little more off" she said.

I thought for a moment and decided what better time to start the role-play. "I
can't mum!" I said and saw Claire smile at my use of the term `mum', "You see I
have been naughty and haven't told you everything."

"You mean to say you've been lying to your mother!" she responded in character,
"have you got something to tell me then?"

"Sorry mum, it's just that I have invited a friend to my room this evening. It
was going to be a surprise but I know now that I should have told you; I
shouldn't lie to my mum." I said trying to look as much like a naughty girl as I
could.

"And who is this friend you have invited over" Claire asked.

"Its Rachelle". I said.

"Really!" she said in reply, "well why don't we have some fun then. Introduce me
as your mother. Then we can play around in front of her and she how she
responds. Wouldn't that be fun."

I could immediately see the possibilities and agreed to go along with Claire
pretending to me my mum in front of Rachelle. I tidied myself up and Claire put
her dress back on and tidied her hair. We then hugged each other again like
schoolgirls on a sleepover and awaited Rachelle's arrival.

It was a few minutes before six when there came a knock on the door. I opened it
and there was Rachelle looking as sexy as ever in her uniform. Figuring that she
wouldn't recognise Claire from the brief encounter in the corridor the morning
before, I showed her in. As she entered the room Claire stood to greet her.
Rachelle look shocked to see her. She turned to me and said "I didn't know you
had company, I'd better come back latter".

"No", I said, "don't be silly. Rachelle this is my mother. Mum this is Rachelle
the maid I told you about. Rachelle has promised to look after me personally
during my stay."

"Pleased to meet you Rachelle," said Claire, "Its unusual to have a personal
maid. I hope my daughter is treating you well."

"Yes thank you madam." Said Rachelle.

"So what are you here to do now Rachelle?" said Claire knowing she was putting
Rachelle on the spot.

"Oh I was erh, umm", she stuttered.

I cut in, "Rachelle has finished her shift for today and I invited her to join
me for a light supper to thank her for her efforts so far".

"Oh fine" said Claire, "we can all eat together then if that's okay with you
Rachelle but first let's have some wine together."

"Thank you madam" replied Rachelle, "that would be nice".

We all sat together drinking wine and generally making polite conversation when
Claire winked at me and smiled. I knew she was going to so something but I
didn't know what. True to form she was blunt in the extreme.

"Tell me Rachelle, I hope my daughter hasn't asked you to do anything above and
beyond the call of duty."

"I don't know what you mean madam" replied Rachelle politely.

"Mother! Please" I exclaimed.

"Oh come on Sue, you know what I mean." Replied Claire and turning to Rachelle
who was by know looking slightly confused, continued, "you see Rachelle, my
daughter is bi-sexual and has a taste for, how shall I put it, younger girls
like you! It's got her into trouble before and I would hate for it to do so
again. So if she makes a move on you, you must feel free to decline her. But
please don't report her and get her into trouble.

"Mum!", I exclaimed again, "please! You're embarrassing me."

Rachelle didn't know where to look. She glanced at me looking for guidance.

Claire, who was putting on a superb performance, looked at us both glancing at
each other and said, "I detect some vibes going on here! Sue, have you been
compromising this beautiful young girl?"

"No mother!", I said, "I haven't done anything."

"You're lying to me!" Claire responded, "I can see it in your face. I told you
never to lie to your Mother." And then turning directly to Rachelle, she said
forcefully, "Rachelle, I want you to tell me honestly, has my daughter tried it
on with you? And don't try to cover for her, if she has I want to know."

Rachelle, being so young, acted like a little girl and immediately started
`spilling the beans', "yes she has. Last night she talked me into undressing for
her."

"Is that all she did?"

"Well no, she made me do things as well." Said Rachelle coyly.

"What things?" asked Claire rather sternly.

Rachelle looked at me for forgiveness and then continued, "well she made me
touch myself and then she asked me to stay the night with her and she licked me
and made me lick her and she made me...."

"What?" asked Claire, "what else did she do?"

"Well she made me put a finger in my own bottom and masturbate." Said Rachelle.

Claire swung round to me, "Sue, I've told you about this sort of thing, how it
will get you into trouble one day, and what would happen if you ever did it
again. Now I'm going to punish you. Grown women or not, you're still my daughter
and its up to me to teach you how to behave. Now stand up and bend over one of
the chairs. I going to spank your bottom and Rachelle is going to watch to see
that you are punished and that you are sorry for making her do things with you."

"Mum! Please", I said, "I promise I won't do it again. Please don't humiliate me
in front of Rachelle."

"You've promised before. Now get your knickers off and bend over that chair as
your mother tells you".

I was by now getting really into my character. Despite my age I felt like a
naughty little girl being told off and punished, "Yes mum." I said.

"Rachelle", said Claire, "are you alright with this. Do you want to see me Sue
punished? Do you think she deserves to be punished?"

Rachelle looked by now as if she was beginning to enjoy me apparent humiliation
and said that she was happy to watch and that I deserved all I got. I couldn't
believe it since she had been so willing the night before and now she was
happily siding with a women she thought to be my mother, and willing her on to
punish and humiliate me.

I stood up reluctantly and removed my kimono. Then, as instructed I dropped my
knickers to the floor and slowly bent over the chair, now dressed only in bra,
stockings and suspender belt. Claire stood behind me whilst Rachelle moved to
and sat down on the bed which gave her the best possible view of my bottom.
Claire then raised her arm and started to spank my bottom. At first she was
pretty gentle, almost playing at spanking me. With each stroke she also caressed
by arse cheeks and occasionally dropped a finger onto my cunt. In short she was
starting to masturbate me with each stroke of her hand.

"Have you got a good view Rachelle?" `mum' asked Rachelle.

"Oh yes thank you madam" I have a marvellous view replied Rachelle.

"And are you enjoying Sue's punishment?"

"Oh yes madam."

"How much are you enjoying it Rachelle? Let me see how much you are enjoying it.
Why don't you let me see your gorgeous little body Rachelle, just as my
`daughter' did last night." Said Claire.

Rachelle didn't need asking twice. As I bent over the chair receiving my
punishment I could see most of the room in the large wall mirror and although
she was generally behind me I got a pretty good view of Rachelle. She stood up
and unzipping her skirt dropped it to the floor, quickly followed by her tights
and panties. Then removing her blouse and little bra sat back down again.

"Is that better madam?" she asked Claire.

"Oh that's much better Rachelle." Claire replied, "Now how about you taking over
from me for a few final strokes?"

Rachelle jumped once again to her feet and immediately stood behind me. Without
further prompting she started to spank me, much harder than Claire had been
doing. I winced a little as her petite hand slapped against my bottom with the
force of someone much more powerful than Rachelle appeared. As she spanked me
Rachelle's other hand had gone directly to her pussy and she was rubbing
herself, up and down in time with each stroke.

For her part Claire had moved to the bed, pulled her dress up above her waist
and laying on her back with her knees in the air was already frantically
masturbating herself. As she did so, she prompted Rachelle on, "Go Rachelle,
spank my daughter. She's been so naughty making you do things. Make my little
girl sorry...." She tailed off into her own world of lust as she closed her eyes
and continued frigging herself very hard and fast finishing my arching her back
and hips right off the bed in the first throws of her orgasm before slumping
back down, opening her eyes and smiling at myself and Rachelle who had both
turned to watch her finish herself off.

"Come on you two", she said, "its about time you both came as well. Both of you
get down on your hands and knees".

Rachelle and I both did as we were told and Claire then knelt behind us and
pushed two fingers of each hand into each of our pussies.  I was in heaven about
to reach orgasm with two women, one young enough to be my daughter and one old
enough and actually pretending to be my mother. It took Claire no time at all to
bring me to the edge as her fingers slide gently in and out of my cunt. I turned
and kissed Rachelle as she too was nearing her time.

"Come on, come for me" shouted Claire whilst at the same time increasing the
pace of her pumping, "Come together for mummy. I want you to come all over my
hands. I want both your juices all over me. Come on girls. Come for mummy!"

Rachelle and I both collapsed our arms to the floor at the same time to give
Claire maximum access to our pussies now sticking up towards her face. Claire
gave a final push into both of us and holding her fingers inside, started to
wriggle them about. The feeling was fantastic and yet strangely relaxing and
both Rachelle and myself started to groan and moan, each to our own rather
gentle orgasms.

Rachelle spoke first, looking at me she simple said, "I wish I had a mum like
yours".

Claire responded before I said anything, "Rachelle, I'm not really Sue's mother!
You may remember a guest in the room opposite saw you coming out of Sue's room
this morning. Do you remember?"

Rachelle obviously realised straight away who Claire was and simply said "You!"

"Yes Rachelle, it was me. I'm just a guest like Sue but we thought it might be
fun to play at mothers and daughters and to see if you thought the situation
sexy. It was only for fun and I hope you are not angry with us."

Rachelle just smiled and said "I not angry at all. The thought of having sex
with a mother and daughter was wonderful. As I said I wish you were my mother
for the week as well."

"That could be arranged", I said joining the conversation. "If you could take
some time off Rachelle, the three of us could go out and about as mother and
daughters over the next few days. I certainly don't mind missing the seminar for
this. How about you Claire."

"It sounds good to me girls" replied Claire, "me taking my two `daughters' out
and about and having some great sex together along the way. I keen but on one
condition. As my `daughters' you must do as you are told by your `mother',
whatever I say. Agreed?"

"Agreed!" we both replied in unison. 

This week was going to get better and better I thought as we all started hugging
and prepared to spend the night together!


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The Seminar - Part3.

The next day Claire and I, having checked the seminar schedule decided to go on
a day out in the local area and contacting Rachelle on her mobile, arranged to
meet her outside of the hotel at around 11.00 am after she had finished `the
breakfast shift'.

Having all met up we went to a local coffee house to make plans for the day.
Neither Claire nor I knew what to suggest but Rachelle said she knew of plenty
of quite beach coves in the area where we could get a tan, be practically
assured of some privacy and maybe have some fun! Having had her first real
bi-sexual experience only two days before with me, Rachelle was now the keenest
of us all to have more of the same.

"My God, your insatiable young lady!" Claire said.

"Yeah I know, but sex with you two is fantastic and I figured if I could add
some of my favourite thing to the mix then it would be just perfect." Said
Rachelle.

"And what's that?" I asked.

"Well I really like outdoor fun, if you know what I mean. You know, the risk of
being caught and all that. Although I suppose if I actually was caught it would
be mortifying."

"If you think that would be bad what about being caught in the act with two
other women. Are you sure about this Rachelle?" Claire asked.

"Oh yes. Yes I'm sure. Can we, can we please go to the beach together?"

Claire looked at me for approval and then said, Alright the beach it is but it
must be somewhere we can get privacy and the condition holds; if we go out its
as Mother and daughters and you do as I say. Okay?"

"Okay", said Rachelle immediately.

I thought about the possibilities for a moment and then too agreed to be
Claire's daughter once again.

"Right then girls, I'll get the car and Rachelle, you can direct us to a nice
beach." Said Claire with a definite enthusiasm in her voice.

We took a journey of about thirty minutes from town to the beaches that Rachelle
thought would be the most deserted. She assured us that the tourists never
bothered to go more than a couple of miles out of town and by going a few miles
more you could get all the best coves with no one to bother you. Even then we
had to check out three small beaches before we found one that no one else was
on. It was a small sandy beach with a grassy cliff to the back and a single
footpath leading down from the top. The lay of the land meant that from up on
the cliff top you couldn't see the beach itself. This had the benefit of us not
being spied on from above but added to the risk that if anyone did come to the
beach we wouldn't see them until the last minute. No matter, we thought it was a
great little beach and we decided it would be where we would spend the day.
Claire had bought a small picnic lunch for us all and made sure to include a few
bottles of wine. All in all we were set for a wonderful relaxing and hopefully
sexy day together.

The first couple of hours we spent just generally sunbathing, chatting a taking
the occasional dip in the sea which was somewhat cold but very refreshing. By
now it was late morning and Rachelle and I decided to explore a few rock pools
that lay to one side of the cove whilst Claire got the picnic lunch laid out.

When we got to the rocks both Rachelle and I sat down either side of a small
pool and started to talk. She asked me if I felt safe enough in the cove to
maybe have a little fun latter with her and Claire. We hadn't seen another soul
in the hours that we had been there so I told her that I was looking forward to
some sun and games after lunch with the two of them and added, "but how about
you and I having a little pre-lunch session here by the rock pools?"

"Oh yes please Sue" she purred and immediately ripped off the top of her bikini.

"My god, you're keen!" I exclaimed.

"I know, I been horny all day just waiting for either you or Claire to lead the
way" she replied.

I glanced around for one further check of our privacy and then stood up from the
rock and removed my swimsuit. The fresh air and sun on my body immediately made
me feel so free and at the same time very, very sexy. Rachelle looked beautiful
as I took the few paces to her and pulled her bikini bottoms down to her ankles.
We embraced and kissed deeply, gently fondling each other breasts and bottoms. I
crouched a little lower and putting my hand back onto her bottom found her arse
crack and gently pushed a finger into her arse. As I did so she hugged be so
tight and started to gently push herself up and down onto my finger.

"I like you fingering my arse, Sue" she said, "It makes me feel so dirty".

While Rachelle and I mutually masturbated and caressed one another by the rock
pools Claire was getting lunch ready when she was disturbed by a new arrival to
our little cove, as she told us later.

She had been opening the wine when she heard a "Hello" from behind her.
Surprised that any one else was there she spun round to see a women of about
thirty years of age,with shoulder length blond hair walking towards her and now
only a few yards away.

"Hello" said Claire to the woman, who smiled and walked on passed Claire, some
twenty or so yards further up the beach and there stopped and started to lay her
towel and bags down. Claire was annoyed that our privacy had been spoiled but at
the same time had admired the woman's figure and had considered the possibility
that she may, in some way, add to our planned adventures.

Whilst setting out lunch Claire said that she had made a point of glancing at
the women from time to time to see if there was any sort of response and on the
occasions where they made eye contact, noted that the woman smiled at her.
Claire made sure to smile back. The woman had made herself comfortable and
pulling a book from her bag had lain on her side, facing Claire, and started to
read. She had discarded a light sarong she had been wearing to reveal a small,
pale-blue bikini.

After some fifteen minutes the woman got up and started over to Claire. As she
approached she stopped a few feet away from our towels and said, "Sorry to
disturb you but I wondered if you would mind if I were to sun bath in the nude.
I always do when I come here since the cove is usually deserted but since you
were here first I thought it polite to ask." She then added, looking at the
large picnic lunch, "Are you here alone?"

Claire replied, "Actually I'm here with my daughters, they're down by the rock
pools, but I'm sure they won't mind if you want to sun bath nude and it
certainly doesn't bother me. Feel free!"

"Thanks", the woman replied, "My name's Lisa, by the way."

"Claire", said Claire.

As the woman turned to walk back to her towel Claire quickly said, "Lisa, you're
more than welcome to share our picnic if you like. We have more than enough."

"Oh I wouldn't want to intrude on you." Lisa replied.

"Not at all !" said Claire, "Please do join us, if you would like".

"Well in that case, thank you very much for the kind offer" said Lisa, "I would
love to." And with that she sat down whilst Claire passed her a glass of wine.

After some ten minutes of general chat to get to know each other a little,
Claire asked Lisa how often she came to the cove.

"Oh at least three times a week, if I can. I married so I don't have to work and
I have no children so my time is really my own. I just love to come here for the
peace and quiet and, if truth be told, to get an all over tan. Its really
unusual to find anyone else here."

As they chatted Rachelle and I came back from the rock pools, flushed with the
aftermath of our mutual masturbation. Claire looked at me as we approached her
and Lisa and smiled a knowing smile. She knew straight away what we had been up
to. As Rachelle and I sat down Claire introduced Lisa to us and us to her and
told us that she had invited Lisa to share our meal. As agreed, we were
introduced as her daughters.

We all sat together, chatting, sharing our meal and generally having a laugh. It
was amazing how we so quickly felt at ease with Lisa although I suspect Rachelle
was a little concerned that any further chance of some sexy fun had been spoiled
by Lisa's arrival.

She need not have worried. As we neared the end of our meal Claire turned to
Rachelle and myself and said, "Lisa asked me if we would object to her
sunbathing naked. I of course told her that we wouldn't mind, would we girls."

"Not at all mum!" said Rachelle.

"Fine by me" I said.

"There you are Lisa, I told you it wouldn't be an issue so go right ahead." Said
Claire.

"Thanks" said Lisa looking over to where her towel was, "I will latter then."

"Oh you don't have to wait Lisa, you go right ahead." Said Claire almost
challenging her to get naked where she was rather than returning to her towel.

I knew immediately what Claire was up to.

"Well I don't know...er...um.." said Lisa.

"Go on" urged Claire, "we wouldn't want to put you off particularly when you've
said how much you enjoy you're all over tan."

"Well if you're sure you don't mind." said Lisa as she slowly unclipped her
bikini top and took it off to reveal a pair of lovely firm breasts and large
brown nipples. There she stopped.

"Well you won't get an all over tan like that will you!", Claire goaded her,
"Come on relax and get those bottoms off!".

Lisa looked at both me and Rachelle for assurance and then briefly standing up
she removed her bottoms and sat back down again. As she did so we all saw that
she had practically no hair on her pussy. She was gorgeous.

We continued to chat for a few moments when Claire said , "If you don't mind
your old mum is gonna get naked too and keep Lisa company. I quite fancy some
all over tanning myself" and she too stripped naked, sat back down and poured us
all some more wine.

I could see that Claire had every intention of this being a very exciting
afternoon. For her part, Rachelle was notably turned on by Lisa's nudity and her
nipples had started to erect.

"Well, one for all and all for one" I said getting to my feet and stripping my
own swim costume off whilst at the same time saying, "Come on lil'sis" to
Rachelle, "Get yours off too!"

Rachelle, with almost undue eagerness, leapt to her feet and stripped.

So there we were, four women, all nude, enjoying the sun and with at three of us
wanting to jump on Lisa and ravish her. We didn't yet know if she might be
interested but I was confident `mum' would control the situation as beautifully
as she had done up to that point and steer Lisa into our adventures for that
day. The only problem, as I could see it, was Lisa might find the mum/daughter
situation a little difficult and wondered if Claire had been wise to carry on
the pretence. However I trusted Claire's judgement and let her lead the way. She
immediately `set the ball rolling'.

"Rachelle, it looks to me as if you're getting yourself a little excited there
dear", Said Claire looking at Rachelle's nipples, "Is it the sun on your body?"

Rachelle looked embarrassed, "Sorry Mum, it's...well its...its Lisa being here. I've
never been naked in this sort of situation with a stranger."

"Oh I'm sorry." Said Lisa, "I didn't mean to embarrass anyone."

"Nonsense" said Claire, "you've not embarrassed anyone Lisa. Its really nice for
woman to be able to share each others company like this and if any of us find it
just a little sexy then what's the harm in that. I know the sun always makes me
feel sexy, how about you Sue?"

"Oh mum!, you're so forward always." I chided her in a friendly way, "yeah I do
feel sexy myself but I'm not at all embarrassed." I said looking at Lisa.

"So Lisa" cut in `Mum', "How about you? Do you get sexy when you sun bath
naked?"

"Always." Was her simple reply.

"And what," Claire continued, "do you do about it?"

"Do about it?" asked Lisa.

"Oh come on Lisa, are you telling me that you come here to sun bath naked three
times a week, that doing so makes you sexy and that you do nothing about it?"
asked Claire with a broad smile on her face.

Lisa smiled back and replied, "Well sometimes I...well, you know...I sometimes
entertain myself if you know what I mean."

"No", laughed Claire, "I don't know what you mean. Explain."

Lisa smiled at Claire but then looked at her in a slightly puzzled way glancing
at myself and Rachelle.

"Oh don't be shy Lisa, My daughters are women of the world. Now you were about
to tell us all how you entertain yourself." Said Claire, "and make sure you
include all the details" I added.

Lisa was now quiet relaxed in our company and aided by the wine answered, "Well
after a few hours in the sun I occasionally play with myself a little. You know
just general stuff.  I like to play with my nipples and then my pussy. Sometimes
its just gentle caressing for maybe an hour or more and sometimes, if the mode
take me, it's a more frantic session where I simply bring myself off real quick
and dirty."

"And how do you feel today Lisa," prompted `Mum'.

Lisa, once again looking at me and Rachelle, to make sure this as alright with
us, said with a smile "Oh today I think its more quick and dirty!"

"Well don't let us stop you. We wouldn't want to spoil your fun would we girls."

"Not at all !", both Rachelle and I said in unison.

"What now?" said Lisa.

"Yeah, go on!", I said, "I dare you. Let's see you enjoying yourself Lisa."

"Well alright then." She said, "but I expect to see you in return."

With that Lisa laid back onto the sand and raised her knees up, tucking her feet
to her heels. Her bald pussy was immediately exposed to us. She wasted no time
in starting to frig herself with fingers of both hands and started to groan and
shout obscenities.

She was going to come quickly and we all knew it. Rachelle already had her hand
to her cunt and was wanking herself as she intently watched Lisa's show.

Claire had sat beside me and we were mutually caresses each other's breast as we
too watched Lisa as she neared an orgasm.

For her part Lisa continued to pump herself frantically, playing to her audience
and swearing all the time, "Come on watch me, watch we frig myself you filthy
bitches, watch me come for you...". With that she arched her back, lifted her
bottom of the sand and started to come and come before collapsing back down and
immediately looking up at us to see our response.

As she did so she was obviously shocked to see Claire caressing me her
`daughter'.

"God grief, Claire, you do it with your daughters!?" she said.

Claire responded, "Me and my girls share everything, including each other. Is
that too shocking for you Lisa?"

"No not at all Claire", Lisa replied, "It's a real turn on. Can I watch you
fuck. Will you fuck you girls for me Claire?...Please..."

Claire didn't answer, she simple turned to me and kissed me deeply. Breaking off
she then laid me on my back and crawled between my legs. She opened my pussy
lips and started to lick and suck on my clit. As she did so she made sure she
positioned herself so that Lisa was directly behind with a full view of her
pussy and arse. For myself I was finding the situation a real turn on and called
to Rachelle to come over and let me lick her. Rachelle, with her usual
enthusiasm, immediately sat astride my face and held herself open before
lowering herself onto my tongue.

So there the three of us were, Claire sucking me and me sucking Rachelle whilst
our newfound friend looked on. Lisa had started to frig herself for a second
time and again started talking dirty, "Come on Claire, fuck your little girls
for me. Fuck and suck them Claire. I want to see them come for their `mummy'."

Lisa's dirty talk was having a great effect on both myself and Rachelle and we
both started to spurt our juices. Me into Claire's face and Rachelle, pouring
her cum into my mouth.

 From the corner of my eye I saw Lisa stand and walk towards us. She then stood
astride my tummy, crouched down and before I knew what was happening started to
piss onto me. I was instantly shocked, as was Claire, but at the same time
immensely turned on by the dirtiness of it. I could say nothing, nearing an
orgasm I simply lay there and let her shower me.

Claire obviously liked Lisa's contribution saying, "Oh yes, Lisa, go on, piss
all over my little girl."

I don't think Rachelle was paying any attention other than to her own pleasure.
She certainly didn't seem to be listening or to have realised what Lisa was
doing. Only when she too felt the splashes of Lisa's piss on her back did she
turn to see what was happening. Realising she was not at all sure about Lisa
urinating, I grabbed hard of Rachelle's thighs and held her in position over my
face. As I continued to lick her pussy Lisa now started to piss down Rachelle's
back and onto her shoulders which let the warm stream flow down over her breasts
and tummy and onto my face.

It was the first time I had been involved in watersports and I have to say it
was fantastic. I came to the most sensuous orgasm I had had for a long, long
time and felt Rachelle shaking as she too peaked.

Lisa stepped away for a moment as Claire, I and Rachelle regained our composure

Claire immediately spoke to Lisa, "You surprised me there Lisa. I really didn't
expect you to be into watersports"

"Sorry girls!" said Lisa, "I just got so carried away by seeing you all together
like that. It was so naughty and when I get really turned on I've always had a
keenness for a bit of pissing fun. I really sorry if I've upset you."

I spoke up, "Lisa, as far as I'm concerned you can piss on me anytime" I said
with a smile, "It felt really good but now its your turn. Come on mum and you
Rachelle" I added as I stood and gently laid Lisa down on the sand.

"Bring yourself off again Lisa", I Said and I, Claire and Rachelle stood around
her and each of us, held ourselves open and started to empty our own bladders on
Lisa. She went wild as our piss drenched her, finger fucking herself in her cunt
and arse at the same time. Bucking wildly and, as we had now come to expect,
shouting the most disgusting things imaginable. Lisa really was a very dirty
lady

After we had finished and Lisa had finished herself we all sat down and hugged
each other for what must have been half an hour or more. Our day at the beach
had taken an unexpected turn but had been our greatest adventure yet. We spent
the rest of our day at the cove swimming, eating the picnic and eating each
other in every combination you could imagine.

Late in the afternoon as we gathered our things to depart, Lisa said that it had
been a fantastic experience for her to make love to us, enhanced by the
naughtiness of us being Mother and daughters. She said she couldn't wait to get
home and tell her husband.

"He won't mind?" Rachelle asked somewhat innocently.

"Oh not at all!" said Lisa, "he loves to hear what I get up to here at the cove
but this will truly blow his mind... and his cock!"


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