Art and Jane were staying in London for two weeks having arrived nearly a week ago from their home in California. They'd been out to lunch with Mavis, an English friend they'd know from home, and it was time to start moving on. They'd talked for about an hour after eating, and the staff at the restaurant wanted to clean up and have a break before dinner.
The idea was that Mavis would spend the night with Jane, while Art went to visit his niece and her husband in Finchley. Art wanted to take a cab, but Jane, always thrifty, proposed taking the bus back to the flat they were renting. Art would hop off and catch the bus to Finchley, the 134, at Fortess Ave.
They'd had a lot to drink over lunch, so they meandered up Regent Street to Oxford Circus where they caught the C2 bus. At Camden Town a crowd got on and several people were standing, then at Fortess Road Art got up, kissed Jane goodbye and hopped off.
A big light skinned black man with a pack sat down beside Jane.
"Was that your husband?" He asked her.
"Yes."
"He shouldn't leave you alone like that, specially since you have such nice legs." He smiled at her.
"I'm quite safe, my friend is sitting behind us." She laughed.
He was quiet for a few minutes, then, "You American?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
"You talk funny. Just like girls in the pictures."
"Where are you from?" She asked him. "You don't sound English."
"I'm from Dominica, in the Caribbean. You know where that is?"
Jane told him that she and Art had been to Dominica five or six years ago. They talked about the island and how nice and undeveloped it was. He asked if she'd been to one of the nude beaches. She admitted she had.
"I didn't see you there." He told her with a smile.
"How would you know?"
"I think I'd recognize you." He said and she laughed.
They chatted some more about the Caribbean until Mavis said.
"I think this is our stop coming up."
Her new friend let Jane out to get off, still talking to her, and he and another man got off too. When Jane looked at the other man curiously, he said,
"That's my cuz, we go everywhere together, Don't we cuz?"
The other man mumbled something about where they were going but tagged along behind Mavis, also lugging a pack. Jane asked if they lived nearby, and was told no.
"But aren't you going to ask us up for a cup of tea?" He asked.
"It's rather late for tea, isn't it?" Mavis said.
They were at the door, and Jane put her key in the lock, and feeling adventurous said,
"Oh come on up, maybe we can find something more exciting that tea." She was still feeling the effect of the wine, and was enjoying this man's attention. Mavis was having serious doubts, though, but chose not to make a fuss.
The other fellow followed them in and up the stairs. He was older than his friend, with hair graying at the edges, shorter too, and lean. He didn't have much to say, but when he spoke he sounded well educated.
Jane led the way up the stairs, her long sexy legs showing under her short skirt. She was in her mid-forties, not beautiful, but with her auburn hair men found her very attractive. She heard the man behind her remark,
"Darlin' you have beautiful legs. Maybe I did see you at that nude beach."
When they stopped at the top landing she felt his hand just above and inside her knee.
"Behave yourself!" she ordered him with a laugh. "Or I'll have to throw you out." But she felt her heart beat a little faster.
She soon learned he was called Toby, and she guessed he was a couple of years younger than her. He was tall, perhaps six foot six, and well built, muscular, and a little on the heavy side but, Jane thought, he was good-looking.
She found a bottle of white wine, but only two wine glasses, so she and Cuz drank out of water glasses.
Mavis was still very dubious of this whole arrangement, but the wine gave her some false comfort. Mavis was a proper English woman, a well educated scholar who had just written a historical novel. She was short, a little bit chubby, but quite attractive with her blond hair and blue eyes. She and her husband had been separated for years, originally because of their work, and because he enjoyed other women, then because it became easy.
She actually found these two men very interesting, and was trying to put them into the context of a new book that was going through her head.
Cuz said they should get going because they hadn't had anything to eat, so Jane immediately volunteered to order a pizza, and got on the phone. She wondered if she'd done the right thing, but she was enjoying Toby's company, and while she enjoyed Mavis's company, she really preferred talking to a man.
There was a sofa that made into a bed by the window, and that's where Mavis and Cuz were sitting, while Jane sat in a low arm chair that swiveled. It was so low in fact that her skirt rode up, much to Toby's delight, because he could see a lot of her thigh.
The pizza arrived and they continued chatting and laughing until Toby, his stomach full, brought out a small package and asked the women if they minded if he smoked marijuana, and, indeed, if they would like to join him and Cuz in a joint.
Mavis started to protest; it was illegal; she didn't smoke and so on. But Jane said,
"Oh come on Mavis, give it a try, don't be a spoilsport."
So when the joint was passed around Mavis took a drag, and after a coughing fit, said she was already feeling light headed.
"Do you mind if we use your shower?" Toby asked. "There isn't one where we're staying."
Jane asked him, "Where are you staying?"
"Well, actually we're sleeping out on the heath." Meaning Hampstead Heath.
"No! Not really!" Jane blurted out. Then, "Please do, do use the shower. I'll go down and get you a clean towel from the linen closet. You too Cuz?"
So the two men took showers, first Cuz, who came out wearing his jeans, then Toby. Toby came back wearing just a T-shirt. Jane saw him first, but chose not to say anything.
"You can't imagine how good that feels." He said to Jane"You should have come in with me."
"I think you mean I shouldn't have." As she went back to her chair.
She couldn't take her eyes off his huge penis with the head showing from under his T-shirt. Toby smiled at her as he lit another joint, sucked it in, then passed it to her. She took a drag and passed it to Mavis, and as she did she was surprised to see that Cuz had his hand on Mavis's knee.
After Cuz took a drag he leaned over and kissed Mavis, she was taken aback at first, then responded. Then pushed his hand away and moved away from him on the couch.
Things were starting to get hazy, and Jane suddenly found Toby kneeling beside her chair, and as she turned toward him he kissed her. They French kissed long and hard, tongues meeting, entwining as his hand found her breast and caressed it through her blouse.
Soon Jane's breast was free and Toby was kissing it, kissing and sucking, and she started to feel the heat between her legs. He swung the chair around so that she was facing Cuz and Mavis, and hold her breast in his hand, said
"Isn't that a nice titty?"
Cuz got up and walked over to them and said, "That's a beautiful tit."
And he leaned over and kissed her nipple, while Mavis looked embarrassed.
Jane felt Toby fumbling under her skirt, finding her moist spot, then trying to feel past her panties for her vagina. Then she heard him whisper something in her ear.
'What?" She asked.
"TAKE OFF YOUR FUCKIN' KNICKERS." He repeated aloud.
"Oh..oh yes, of course." As she stood up, pulled up her skirt, pulled her panties down and off, and they all got a glimpse of her pubic triangle. She dropped her panties on the floor and sat down again.
Toby's hand went under her skirt again and she felt his rough hand move to the soft part of her thigh, over the top of her thigh high stockings. When she felt Toby's fingers exploring her vagina her heart started to pound and she sighed deeply. He pulled back and looked at her as she sat legs open and skirt up around her waist.
When he spun the chair around again so that it was facing Cuz and Mavis, she tried to close her legs and cover herself, but he pushed her leg back over the arm of the chair.
"No, please." Jane begged him.
"Me and Cuz share everything. Ain't that the prettiest little thing, Cuz? Here, touch it."
Mavis watched fascinated as Cuz went over and touched Jane's moist labia. At his touch Jane gave an involuntary gasp when his finger entered her.
"Smells sweet too," He said as he sniffed his finger and went back to sit beside Mavis.
Mavis was appalled, she was sure Jane could have stopped Toby, or at least tried to, but she seemed to be enjoying what he was doing. And the man she was sitting beside was absolutely disgusting, she wanted to escape, to run out the door, but in her fascination with the whole situation just sat there.
Toby got up, his penis very obviously erect, took Jane's hand and led her to the door of what was apparently the bedroom and they went in. Once inside he pushed her roughly back on the bed where she lay with her legs apart.
Toby pushed her skirt back and for a moment looked at the pink slit between her legs, then fell on top of her and shoved his penis roughly into her.
"OH GOD!" She gasped as she felt him penetrate and spread her open.
He started to fuck her hard and deep as she gasped with each thrust:
"Uh..uh..uh..uh...." She went in rhythm with his strokes as she lay with her legs wide open. Jane had never felt anything like this. The heat spread from between her legs through her whole body.
In the living room Cuz and Mavis could hear the pounding.
"They're really going at it." Cuz chuckled.
Mavis, sober faced said. "The whole thing is disgusting. I'd leave, but you two would probably both rape Jane."
"That's not rape, my girl, that's love!" Cuz laughed.
"You know, Toby hasn't had a woman in six years," He went on, "so he's giving Jane everything that's been building up inside him."
"Where's he been that there weren't any women?" Mavis asked him.