Meeting a Webcam Girl When On Holiday
I want to tell you about a fantastic experience I recently had while skiing in Verbier. I am a fifty-year-old, happily married man in good shape, and I look much younger; than my actual age. I had often fantasised about group sex, but unfortunately had never had the opportunity to satisfy my desires.
When I took a break from my systems engineering job last month, I decided to spend a few days’ skiing. Early one morn¬ing, under a cold clear sky, I boarded the six-person gondola for a twenty-minute ride to the top of the mountain. Since it was early, there were not many peo¬ple waiting in line. I found myself riding with two very nice looking brunettes who appeared to be in their early thirties. Their names were Nell and Amy, and they were snowboarders, though they seemed to me to be too well dressed for the sport. Amy made a lot of money as webcam girl and you could tell she loved to get fucked and have men watch her at the same time. She was truly a dirty slut.
Amy was tall, with long, blonde hair and a nice figure. Even in her heavy snowsuit I could see that she had quite a body. Nell was dark and petite, but very curvy. They were friends from Newcastle, spending a week on the slopes to have a bit of fun. Little did I know what kind of fun they had in mind!
On the way up we chatted a little, and the conversation soon turned to what we did for a living. Amy was a salesperson for a pharmaceutical company, and Nell was a nurse. On an impulse, I made up a fantasy and told them that I was a sex therapist from London, and that I was in Switzerland for a convention. They giggled a little, and we continued to talk about ourselves. Amy was single, and Nell was engaged, with plans to get married the fol¬lowing summer. Then Amy asked if I would like to join them for dinner that night, so we could spend some quality time together, and they could perhaps ask me about some problems they were having in their relationships. I agreed eagerly, and saw them smile at each other provocatively. I could feel a bulge growing in my ski pants. We decided on the time and location for dinner, and parted company for the time being. I had a wonderful day’s skiing, thinking often about the coming evening.
Of course I realised that they could just have been teasing me, but the anticipa¬tion of what might happen that night was very exciting. I went back to my hotel to freshen up, and paid a visit to the local chemist on the way to dinner, just to be prepared. I arrived at the restaurant at the planned time. The head waiter escorted me to a very nice table in a private area, where Amy and Nell were already waiting for me. They looked even more gorgeous without their ski clothes on. Amy wore a tight-fitting sweater, which boldly outlined her large breasts and hard nipples. She had obviously forgotten to put on her bra after a hard day of snowboarding. Nell was slightly more conservative, in a short button-fronted dress which was open half¬way down. My mind raced as I imagined what they would look like underneath their beautiful clothes.
We ordered drinks and commenced some pleasant small talk, but I could see that they had something on their minds. Finally Amy asked me what I usually charged for a therapy session, saying that she and Nell each had some problems with their partners back home, and that they would appreciate my professional advice. I picked a figure out of the blue, and told her my usual fee was fifty pounds for a one-hour session for couples, of course. She then asked me if she and Nell could be considered a couple, so they could get the ‘group rate’. This sounded too good to be true! Nell then spoke up, saying that since they both had a number of questions for me, they might need more than an hour to pick my brain. Would I consider letting them pay for dinner in exchange for a private session? I replied that I was on holiday for the weekend, but that I would be happy to try to help them out, in an informal way, with any problems they might have.
Things looked even better when they invited me to come up to their hotel room for our private session. Their room was much classier than mine, with two king-sized beds, and a sitting area with two chairs and a sofa. Trying to seem profes¬sional, I sat in a chair, while Amy sat on the sofa. Nell got us some cold drinks and then sat down in the other chair. I then suggested they tell me about the problems they were having.
Amy spoke up first. She told me that she had a great deal of difficulty achiev¬ing orgasm during intercourse. She had tried many positions with several different partners, but continued to be frustrated. She asked if I could help her to achieve a higher level of arousal, which would hope¬fully lead to better orgasms.
Nell told me that her fiance complained about her ability to give him oral sex, and also that he refused to go down on her to her satisfaction. It appeared to me that Nell was involved with a self-centred arsehole who was only out for his own pleasure. She said she loved to have her pussy licked to climax, as a prelude to a good, hard fuck; but her fiance seemed to be a two-minute man who couldn’t care less about her needs. What a waste, I thought. Nell was gorgeous, and she must have loved this guy for some other reason, because they were no match for each other in the sex department. This discussion was getting me very turned on, and I realised that I had chosen the wrong profession when I went into civil engineer¬ing. I could not imagine having this much fun at work every day!
I asked Amy if she masturbated very often, and if she was able to have an orgasm on her own. She smiled, and her deep brown eyes looked into mine as she said yes, she enjoyed masturbating and could usually come through doing that. I then asked her if she could demonstrate for me how she was able to come. Still smiling, she got up and moved toward me, then bent over and gave me a very wet kiss, with just a hint of tongue. Then she backed away and proceeded very seduc¬tively to remove her shoes, stockings, skirt and sweater, then sat down on the edge of the bed, facing me. I can’t describe how gorgeous she looked.
Nell now got up and moved her chair close to mine. Sitting down again, she reached out and started to rub my arm, and then my leg. Her hand soon moved up to my crotch. There was no way to hide the huge bulge that was on display in my trousers. Amy and Nell again gave each other that provocative look that I had seen that morning on the ski lift. I was convinced by now that they had something more than a counselling session in mind.
Amy moved up on the bed and peeled off her panties. She had a perfectly shaved pussy, with just a tiny triangle of dark brown hair pointing to her pleasure zone. It was as if there was an arrow pointing to her little button which said, ‘Please go here.’ As I watched, she spread out her legs and started to caress her breasts and body.
Nell got up to get me another drink, and then went into the bathroom. As she did, she unbuttoned the last few buttons of her dress and let it fall to the floor. Amy contin¬ued to feel herself all over, a smile of pleas¬ure on her face. Nell returned a moment later, wearing just a very sheer robe, with nothing underneath. I could see the full bush of dark brown hair between her legs. It looked very inviting, and seemed to shimmer in the light.
Amy reached over to the bedside table, opened the drawer and pulled out a dildo, along with some scented oil. She applied some of the oil to her tits, and then rubbed it in. Nell sat down next to me again and started to rub her own pussy. The sight of these two women caressing themselves was a delight to my senses. Amy was working the dildo into her vagina, but I sensed that she was holding back. Then she looked into my eyes and seductively asked me to get into the bed next to her and give her a hand.
As I stood up I saw that Nell’s pussy, through that thick forest of pubic hair, was soaking wet with anticipation. Amy suggested that I get out of my clothes. I said I didn’t think that would be a very professional thing to do, but I was hardly serious, since by that time it was plain that the counselling thing was just a ruse on both sides. So even as I said that I was eagerly removing my clothes as fast as I could. I was down to my boxer shorts when Nell jumped up and pulled them down, revealing my throbbing erection. I was so hard that the head of my penis was a deep purple.
Amy pleaded with me to get on the bed with her, and when I did she grabbed my hand and put it on her glistening pussy. She arched her back, pushing the dildo in deeper, and guided my hand on to it. I leaned over and gently kissed the soft curve of her neck, and she let out a moan of pleasure. Then she asked me to help her find her G-spot. With her hand on mine for expert assistance, I manoeuvred the dildo until I heard her give a short gasp, and I knew that we had found what she was looking for.
Nell couldn’t stand it any longer. She put her legs up on the coffee table, spread them as wide as possible and stuck two of her fingers deep into her pussy. See¬ing these two anxious ladies masturbating together was a sight to behold. Amy now asked me to use my fingers to find her G-spot, instead of the toy. I moved down her body and began kissing her breasts and sucking her rock-hard nipples. I then moved down to her shaved triangle and followed the arrow to her glistening lips. I began to lick her like there was no tomor¬row. I grabbed her beautiful arse and pulled her pussy to me as hard as I could. Her clit was as hard as my prick, and I used my tongue to give it the attention it deserved. Amy started moving her hips in rhythm with my tongue, moaning and panting in a way that got me hotter than ever. Finally she screamed out, ‘Fuck me! Please fuck me now!’
I did not bother to resist on professional grounds any more. I grabbed a condom and put it on as fast as I could, then slid deep into Amy’s pleasure zone. Ajny groaned with pleasure as I began to take her hard and fast. I sucked her breasts as I felt her squirming beneath me. We then rolled over, with Amy getting on top of me and riding me. She was an expert, with excellent control over the depth and angle of. my prick in her cunt. This girl could really fuck.
Nell couldn’t wait any longer. She climbed over me and straddled my face, French-kissing Amy and sucking her tits as I began to lick her. Apparently Nell had put some mint-flavoured oil on her pussy when she was in the bathroom. She tasted like a creme de menthe sundae. I probed as deep as possible with my tongue to find the cherry. Nell let out a loud screech, and I realised I must have reached her G-spot as well.
Amy continued to ride me wildly, and finally screamed out with ecstasy as she had a monstrous orgasm. I knew that if there was anyone in the next room, they could have no doubt as to what kind of room service these girls were receiving.
Amy giggled and rolled off me in exhaustion. Nell politely asked if it was her turn now, reminding me that she wanted a lesson in administering a good blowjob. She began by removing my condom and showing me what she knew. She licked my cock teasingly for a while, then took just the tip of it into her mouth. I told her to take a deep breath and relax. Amy was watching us with a big smile, and now she reached over to stroke my chest. I gently guided Nell’s head up and down on my shining cock, and was amazed to see that she was a very fast learner. She managed to get my full seven inches in her mouth and down her throat in no time. She was indeed an expert cocksucker, and seemed to really be enjoying herself. I wondered if she really did have a fiance back home, because I didn’t think anyone would ever complain about her expert technique.
I then remembered that her other desire was to be licked to orgasm. I quickly got us into a 69 position, lying on our sides, and Amy wriggled up against my back. I was in pure ecstasy. What a sandwich we made! Amy spread oil on my back and gave me a very nice back rub with her hands, and then with her big lovely tits.
I soon had Nell going at full steam, while she continued her expert work on me. Amy squirted some oil on my arse, and then proceeded to insert her middle finger up my anus. She obviously knew a man’s anatomy, and went right for my prostate. At the same time she gave me a series of sensual kisses on the neck.
Nell tasted so sweet that I couldn’t get enough of her flowing pussy, and her beautiful lips and her throat were doing their job to the best of their abili¬ties. Between that and Amy busy at work behind me, it was too much, and I let out a yell as my huge load of sperm shot down Nell’s velvet-smooth throat. As I came, Nell started bucking and twisting. She wrapped her legs around my head and let out a scream that was louder than Amy’s. It was as if they were having a contest as to who could have the loudest orgasm,
I was drained. I had never experienced anything as erotic as what we had just done, nor could I imagine doing so in the future. As I lay between the two women they both kissed me, wrapping their arms and legs around me as if to keep me from ever getting away.
The three of us lay there totally spent, with huge grins on our faces. After we had relaxed for a while in each other’s arms we freshened up a bit and had another glass of wine. Amy looked out of the window and said that it was snowing very hard. She suggested that we spend the rest of the night together, rather than having me drive back to my hotel. That was fine with me. I told them that I thought we had made very good progress for just one session. They both let out a big laugh. Although they realised that I now knew they needed no therapy, they enjoyed keeping up the act. Since the bed was a soaking mess, we moved over to the other one and held each other till we all drifted off to sleep. I was in ecstasy all night, lying between these two wicked, well-fucked ladies.
We woke with the sunrise and soon started to fool around again. We had a wonderful three-way session, disporting ourselves in every possible position that three horny people could get themselves into. These girls not only showed me what they had learned (or pretended to learn) the night before; they also turned out to have many more tricks up their sleeves. Both Amy and Nell had countless orgasms, and I had a few excellent ones myself, until I was totally drained and could no nothing but lie there, without the energy even to think about skiing again.
With big happy smiles, both girls thanked me effusively for helping them overcome their problems. I couldn’t help wondering what they would have done if I had told them the truth about what I actu¬ally do for a living, but I suspected they would have come up with some other plan to get what they wanted (and to give me what I wanted). I also suspected that I was neither the first nor the last man to provide them with sexual stimulation during their holiday.
As I left their room that morning, an older couple who were leaving the room next door greeted me. They looked at me and smiled, and the gentleman thanked me for helping them have the best sex they had known for many years. And they didn’t even know I was sup¬posed to be a sex therapist and a horny webcam girl!