The Getaway: Europe

England. Ah, that rainy little island across the Atlantic. Land of tea, pubs and soccer (sorry...'football'). Home of King Charles, Helen Mirren and David Attenborough. And, more importantly, Hayley Atwell, Lily James and Gemma Arterton. Fuck, how do so many beautiful women fit in such a tiny place? It had only been a year since my previous trip and already I was starting to miss it.

So I guess that things couldn't have been more fortuitous when Ana de Armas called me up one afternoon, telling me she has business in Europe and asking me if I wanted to join her.

"Where in Europe?" I asked her, keeping my fingers crossed.

"England and France," Ana replied, to which I gave a silent fist pump. I'd go pretty much anywhere with Ana de Armas, but if it was somewhere I knew was chock full of babes then that could only make it better, right? "And I'll probably head over to Spain as well. Little trip down memory lane."

But of course. Despite being born in Cuba, Ana had moved to Madrid in her early teens to pursue an acting career. The rest, as they say, is history.

"So," Ana concluded, "you in?"

"Oh, I'm all the way in," was how I replied, making Ana giggle.

"I'm going in a couple of weeks. You're going to be free, right?"

"Oh, I'll be free. One way or another, I'll be free."

Ana laughed again. "Good," she said, talking in that sexy accent as she gave me the finer details. Just hearing that voice was getting me excited.

"Sounds good," I said once she'd wrapped things up. "I know somewhere we can stay if you'd like."

"That's OK. We'll be staying with a friend."

"I see. A girl?"

"Of course," said Ana, laughing. "I don't think that a guy would like it if I turned up with you on my arm."

I chuckled back. "Yeah, you're probably right there. So, this friend of yours...anyone I'd know?"

"Possibly," said Ana, playing coy. That's OK, I like surprises. Which is just as well 'cause I was gonna get plenty of them in a couple weeks time.

We discussed the logistics of how and where we were gonna meet up, ultimately deciding that, with Ana being on the East Coast and me on the West, it would be easier for us to meet in London. It would mean doing that ultra-long flight all by myself, but fuck it; it was

definitely

gonna be worth it.

As soon as we hung up, I shifted some things in my diary to free up the time I needed and went online to book my ticket. The next couple of weeks dragged like hell. I had my usual array of guests to help me pass the time, but I was itching to get on that plane. Finally, the day arrived and I packed up my things into a suitcase and took an Uber to LAX. I did the usual airport stuff and made it onto the plane, settling in for the lengthy flight.

I slept a little on the plane and watched a few movies to pass the time. The plane touched down In London in the early afternoon on Saturday, July 27. I made it through security then texted Ana to find out where she wanted me to go. Ana replied a few minutes later. She was already at her friend's place and told me I should go straight there. She sent me the address and I promptly set off in search of transport.

I hired a car from a booth at the airport and punched the ZIP code (postcode, whatever the fuck they call it here) into my GPS. Ana's friend lived to the west of London, in a place called Oxfordshire, which I'm guessing is where that college is. It didn't take long to get there, and within an hour and a half I found myself crawling down on a narrow country road, seemingly in the middle of nowhere.

I pulled into the two-car driveway and left my rental beside a black BMW. I climbed out of the car and fetched my suitcase, wheeling it towards the front door. The house reminded me a lot of Sienna Miller's place that I'd visited the last time I was here. It was slightly smaller, but had a similar rustic aesthetic and similar lack of neighbours. Looking around, I couldn't see a building in any direction.

I knocked on the door, and any regret I might have felt after half a day's worth of travel quickly melted away when I was greeted by the smiling face of Ana de Armas. Honestly, that smile could greet me at the gates of Hell and I'd probably be happy to be there. She was dressed simply, in a plain white t-shirt tucked into a pair of beige pants, but of course she looked incredible. When doesn't she, really?

"Ola," said Ana as she stood in the doorway, drawing me in with those magnetic brown eyes.

Hey," I said back, feeling her arms wrap around my neck as she pulled me in for a very warm kiss. "Been here long?"

"Got here last night," Ana replied as she slid her hands back down my chest, clasping one of mine as she pulled me inside. "Come, there's someone I want you to meet."

Ana closed the door behind me and I wheeled my suitcase through the narrow hallway as Ana dragged me straight through to the lounge. My jaw almost hit the floor when I entered the room, finding myself staring at the familiar face of a certain Miss Rosamund Pike. Wearing a frilly black dress and matching blazer, she looked her usual amorous self as she sat in a leather armchair, sipping from a cup of tea.

"Well, well," she said with a grin, "isn't this a turn up for the books?"

Ana looked at Rosamund and then back at me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, do you two know each other?" she asked us, looking mildly confused.

"Oh, we go way back," Rosamund said. "Don't we, Tyler?"

"Erm...yeah, you could say that."

A million thoughts were going through my mind. Rosamund, of course, has a penchant for femdon, but where does Ana fit into that scenario? Were we both gonna dominate her? Were they both gonna dominate me? Or was Rosamund gonna dominate the pair of us? Also, Rosamund liked to 'switch' during sex, so how was Ana's presence going to affect that? I had a ton of questions, as I'm sure you can imagine, but I think my most pressing concern was the rotatable sex swing that was hanging from the ceiling. I was so stunned after seeing Rosamund that I hadn't even noticed it at first, but now that I had, there was an elephant in the room that needed addressing.

"What's with...?" I said, pointing at the swing like I didn't know what it was. I obviously

do

know what it is, 'cause I have one of my own (read the Kristen Bell story if you'd like to see it in use).

"What's the matter, Tyler?" Rosamund smirked. "Never seen a sex swing before?"

"Not in someone's living room, no."

Rosamund laughed. "Oh, honey, you haven't seen anything yet." She looked at Ana. "Shall we give him the tour?"

"Yes! Come on," Ana replied, excitedly grabbing my arm.

As Ana dragged me from room to room, I quickly learned that, while Sienna's country home was exactly as advertised, Rosamund's 'country home' was very much the archetypal fuck pad. Or 'shag pad', as she would probably call it. Every room in the house seemed to have been laid out with sex as its primary function. Every bedroom had an enormous bed, with a camera and tripod on one side, some type of BDSM equipment on the other, and sex toys and bondage accessories lining every surface.

We ended up in the master bedroom, the main feature being a pair of leather cuffs that hung on chains from the ceiling, adjacent to the king size bed. I have something similar in my basement (see the Gemma Chan story for details), but from the height at which the cuffs were hanging, they were clearly intended for use on men.

After she'd shown me the various amenities, a grin crept across Rosamund's face as he saw me looking at the dangling cuffs.

"You know what comes next, don't you?" Rosamund asked me.

"I've got an idea."

Rosamund looked at Ana. "See, he does exactly what I tell him." Her grin faded when she looked at me, morphing into her more familiar resting bitch face. "Shirt off."

I grabbed onto the hem of my shirt, immediately proving her point as I pulled it up over my head and dropped it onto the floor.

"Pants."

Once I'd removed my shoes and socks, I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants, hurriedly pushing them down. Rosamund pointed to the cuffs on the ceiling, and I went and stood underneath them. Rosamund turned and looked at Ana.

"Shall we?"

"Mmhmm," Ana grinned, then the two of them walked to a closet in the corner, each of them grabbing a small wooden stool.

They walked them over to where I was standing and placed them either side of me.

"Hands," said Rosamund, and I lifted my arms up into the air as they climbed up onto the stools.

They fastened the cuffs around each of my wrists then stepped back down off the stools, moving them both aside. The girls stepped back and admired their handiwork, both sporting identical grins as they turned to face each other.

"Shall we change?" Rosamund asked.

Ana nodded and the two clasped hands as they headed for the bedroom door, Ana blowing me a goodbye kiss as they stepped out into the hall. I had no idea when they were coming back or, quite frankly, if they'd come back at all. Eventually they did, of course, but the length of time they were gone for led me to believe they'd been doing a whole lot more than simply getting changed.

When they did finally return, both were dressed in skimpy lingerie, so it was definitely worth the wait. Rosamund wore a studded faux leather open-cupped bra, her breasts entirely visible. A matching pair of crotchless panties adorned her bottom half, while the look was completed by a knee-high set of strappy stilettos. Ana was dressed a touch more modestly, in a frilly set of red French knickers, with a matching bra and heels. Both of them looked incredible and I noticed my cock getting visibly hard as they closed the door and walked hand in hand towards me.

Without a word, Rosamund put a hand to my face and turned me towards her, kissing me like she always does: aggressively. Retrieving her tongue from down my throat, she bit my bottom lip as she pulled away, turning my head towards Ana. Ana leaned in for a kiss of her own, a softer, sultrier one that soothed the wound that her friend had just given me. The girls then shared a kiss themselves, stroking my cock as their lips locked together.

Breaking the kiss, both of them pressed their lips to my chest and began to kiss down my sculpted torso, with Rosamund biting in several places as she was wont to do. Dropping to the floor, they knelt face to face with my rock hard cock jutting out in between them. Placing their hands just above their knees, the girls leaned in for another long kiss, this time with my cockhead smack dab in the middle. I felt their tongues brush over my crown, making it twitch as they shared my cock.

Wrapping their lips around each side, they began to slide them up and down my shaft, heads moving in perfect sync. I felt Ana moan against the side of my cock, eyelids aflutter as Rosamund reached in between her legs and rubbed her through her panties. Ana quickly returned the favour and soon both girls were moaning in unison, poking their tongues out so they could lap at the base of my shaft.

They kept that up for quite some time, working their lips up and down my dick until their mouths started moving in different directions. Ana's lips slid up to the tip while Rosamund moved down to my swollen nutsack, wrapping her lips around one of my balls. Ana's lips enveloped my crown and started to inch their way down it. She sucked my cock like she always did, slowly and seductively, like she was worshipping it with her mouth. While Rosamund sucked on my teste like

she

always did, pulling it out with so much force that I thought she might snap it off.

Ana's brown eyes stared up into mine as she started to bob her head, taking my cock down an inch at a time. Blowjobs from Ana always feel amazing and this was no exception. Already I could feel my cock start throbbing, precum leaking from my winking slit as the crown pushed past her tonsils. A few more passes and my tip was at the back of her throat, but Ana, as always, took it in her stride, not even gagging or coughing in the slightest as my swollen crown pushed into her gullet. I started to pull at the cuffs on my wrists, gripping the straps as I tipped my head back and moaned towards the bedroom ceiling.

Rosamund popped my ball from her lips, sitting back and watching as Ana worked my dick down her throat, her lips edging closer to the base of my shaft.

"Yes, that's it, love," Rosamund encouraged. "You make that dick disappear."

A few more seconds and she did just that. Ana's lips sunk down to the base and she kept me there for several seconds, her face pressed up against my six pack abs as my balls sat flush with her chin. Ana sucked her cheeks in, forming a tight seal around the width of my shaft as she pulled back up to the tip, popping the crown from between her lips.

"Oh, wow!" said Rosamund. She was clearly impressed and rightly so. "You've been practising, huh?"

"Mmhmm," said Ana, grinning proudly as she gripped my cock, spit smeared across every inch.

"OK, my turn now," said Rosamund as she moved into position, parting her lips as wide as she could.

Ana fed my cock in between her lips, uncurling her fingers from the base of the shaft as Rosamund threw herself forward, taking me straight to the hilt. Ana's lips formed a perfect O and she raised her eyebrows in shock and surprise as my cock vanished in front of her eyes.

"Oh my God!" she said, laughing, looking at me in disbelief.

I don't know if it was her first time witnessing that or just the first time she'd seen it with such a big cock. Either way, Ana was stunned and I can completely understand why. I've seen her do that several times now and it still takes

me

by surprise.

"Fuck, Roz!" Ana exclaimed, shaking her head as she sat there gawping.

Rosamund pulled back up to the tip, looking at Ana with her eyebrows raised. She kept me there for a couple of seconds then threw herself forward again, taking my cock back down to the base. She reached around behind me and grabbed my ass, digging her fingers into both my cheeks as she pulled herself into me, fucking her throat with my cock. She kept that up for several minutes, leaving my member dripping with spittle by the time she was finally finished.

Rosamund gripped my cock near the tip, placing a finger under Ana's chin as she pulled her in for a kiss. My cock started throbbing as she jerked me off, pumping her fist from base to tip.

"Hmm," said Rosamund, grinning as she broke the kiss, "I think he's getting a little overexcited. Maybe we should cool him off a bit."

"Maybe we should," Ana agreed.

Rosamund stared into those deep brown eyes, pulling her back in for another quick kiss.

"Get on the bed," Rosamund instructed.

"Yes, ma'am," Ana grinned back as she pushed herself up off the floor, giving a little excited yelp as Rosamund slapped her ass.

Ana climbed up onto the bed, giving me a perfect side-on view as her heavenly body sprawled across the mattress. Using her elbows to prop herself up, Ana watched with a sultry expression as Rosamund knelt at the edge of the bed, planting her hands either side of her body as she laid herself down on top. Ana slid back as Rosamund leaned into her, letting her head fall into the pillows as Rosamund's lips pressed against her own. She wrapped her arms around Rosamund's neck, flashing me a cheeky wink as the two of them shared another long kiss.

Again, I pulled at the cuffs on my wrists, desperate to reach down and grab my cock as I watched them making out. Their lips came apart and Ana gave a satisfied whine as Rosamund kissed her neck, moving past her collarbone and down to the top of her chest.

"Up," said Rosamund, and Ana lifted her back off the mattress, allowing the blonde to pull her bra up, freeing her lovely tits.

As Ana laid back and lifted her arms up, Rosamund pulled her bra up over her head and tossed it blindly in my general direction. Ana gave an adorable laugh and Rosamund raised her eyebrows at her.

"What?" she asked.

"Look," said Ana, pointing at me.

Rosamund looked back over her shoulder, tittering to herself as she spotted Ana's frilly red bra, now hanging off the end of my cock.

"Oh, wow!" she laughed. "Good shot, huh? Let's see how long we can keep that on there."

Ana giggled. She was aware of the implication and so was I. They wanted to keep me hard, and were certainly going the right way about it. Rosamund cupped Ana's perky tits and put her lips to one of her nipples. Sucking on it several times, she poked her tongue out from between her lips and spun it in a circle around her areola. Ana uttered a gentle moan, brushing blonde hair from Rosamund's face as she peeled her tongue from around her nipple and moved across to the other.

Rosamund repeated the process again, sucking and licking at Ana's left breast then moving down her flat, toned stomach, kissing it in several places as she shifted back to the foot of the bed. Rosamund licked along the waistband of her panties, looking up with a devilish grin as she planted a big kiss on Ana's covered pussy.

"Fuuuck, you're such a tease," Ana complained, sounding frustrated as Rosamund moved to the top of her thigh, leaving several kisses.

"Mmhmm," Rosamund said back, not sounding at all apologetic as she lifted Ana's leg off the mattress and kissed up past her knee.

She kept on going past her calf then removed the shoe from Ana's foot, caressing it with both her hands. Rolling her tongue out, she pressed the tip against Ana's heel and licked along the sole of her foot, all the way up to her painted toes. Wrapping her lips around Ana's big toe, Rosamund sucked it several times then did the same to the others.

"Hmm, kinky bitch," Ana declared, looking at her with a teasing grin.

Rosamund laughed and batted her eyebrows, removing the shoe from her other foot and worshipping that one too. Rosamund kissed along Ana's strong calf, placing her legs back down on the bed as she moved back up to her thigh. Licking along the inside of her leg, Rosamund shoved her face in between them, pressing her nose against Ana's red panties and breathing in as deep as she could.

"Oh my God, you smell so good," Rosamund said, closing her eyes as the sweet aroma flooded into her nostrils.

She poked her tongue out from between her lips and licked along the crotch of her panties, making the fabric visibly wet and giving Ana a very noticeable cameltoe. She hooked her fingers underneath the waistband and started to pull them down, the crotch sticking to Ana's wet pussy as she inched them down past the tops of her thighs. She pulled them down past Ana's feet and brought them back up to her nose, smelling Ana's pussy again. Rosamund scrunched them into a ball and tossed them over at me, this time hitting me square in the chest. I took a look down as they hit the floor, noting how wet the fabric was as they laid in a heap on the carpet.

By the time I looked back up again, Rosamund had crawled between Ana's legs and wrapped her arms around the tops of her thighs. Without any further delay, Rosamund's tongue came rolling out and she steered it straight to Ana's wet pussy. Ana tipped her head back, glancing briefly in my direction as a breathy moan tumbled from between her lips. With my side on view, I couldn't see exactly what Rosamund was doing, but Ana made sure to fill me in later.

Rosamund licked along Ana's pink slit, gathering the moisture that had formed on the lips of her pussy. Once she'd done that several times, Rosamund settled on Ana's stiff clit, smothering it with her full of set lips. She started by flicking her tongue back and forth, giving short, sharp licks to the nub of Ana's clit. And though I couldn't see her do it, I could

definitely

see how Ana reacted.

"Mmm, yes," she moaned out loud, her head shooting up a little as she gripped onto the bed sheets, wearing that familiar wide-eyed expression that she always had when something turned her on.