This story re-introduces characters from "Swiss Girls' School" parts 1 and 2
In those stories, John meets and has great sex with four eighteen and nineteen year old girls at a Swiss Finishing School for wealthy heiresses.
It's about a year later, in London.
John had been stood up. He had been meant to meet his friend David for a drink, but just as he was arriving at the bar, David called and said that he'd managed to get a date with a girl he'd been trying to screw for months. Obviously, John could hardly begrudge him that. He decided to go in for one drink anyway.
With his drink in hand, he sat at a small table by the wall. He surveyed the girls at the bar. One in particular caught his eye. She was about 5'8, slender but curvy, with long blonde hair and a beautiful behind, wearing a tight silver mini-dress and matching heels.
As she turned to speak to a friend, he realized he knew her. It had been a year ago, the best night of his life, four naked girls in a dorm room in Zurich. This one was Kimberly, and he'd been her first.
Just then, she glanced around the room, and caught sight of him. There was a flash of recognition, and a big smile. She said something to her friend, then walked over, Martini in hand.
"Well, hello, Mr. Cherry-Popper," she smiled.
"Hello yourself," he said, standing and pulling out a chair for her.
They sat and began chatting, telling each other what they had been up to in the last year – he worked for a large energy company, she had worked various jobs, in a small art gallery, as a party planner, typical trust-fund girl stuff.
Inevitably the conversation turned to that night in Zurich.
"I can't believe I let you take my virginity like that, in front of the other girls," she said, "I mean, I'm glad I did, but still..."
"Well, alcohol can do that," said John.
"No, I hardly had anything to drink," said Kimberly, "I just got so turned on by watching you go down on Charlotte that I had to give in!"
"Well, you were incredible, "said John, "and then watching the others make you come was the sexiest thing I've ever seen!"
Kimberly blushed, remembering how she had let the other three girls between her legs.
John leaned forward and kissed her, his hand finding her knee, and moving upward.
They kissed for a few seconds, then she said, "Want to get out of here? My place is just around the corner."
They headed out into the street, going as fast as the cobblestones would let her in her heels. Holding hands and laughing, they were soon at her mews apartment, a smart little conversion from its original purpose as a carriage house and stable for nearby townhouses.
She pulled him inside the flat, and pushed him against the wall, kissing him and using him for balance as she kicked off her shoes.
"Yours too, please." she said as she headed into the open plan kitchen and living area.
He quickly pulled off his shoes and followed.
He caught sight of the small vibrator lying on the coffee table just before she did.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed as one hand leaped to her mouth, "I'm mortified! I wasn't expecting to bring anyone back tonight! I hope you don't think I just lie on my couch masturbating..."
"I hope you do,"smiled John.
"And anyway," he said, as if speaking to the toy, "just you remember, I was there first!"
She laughed and turned her back to him.
"Unzip me?"
He slowly pulled the zipper down the back of her dress, kissing her shoulders and back, sinking to his knees as it fell away from her breasts and slid down over her hips. She was wearing a white cotton g-string, which disappeared seductively down between her cheeks. He stroked and kissed her, pulling up on her panties, causing her to emit a little whimper.
With his hands on her hips he turned her around. Through the lace of her panties he could see the outline of her shaved pussy lips, and pressed his mouth against her, drinking in the scent of her arousal. He slid the panties down, and as she lifted her leg to step out of them, he pushed his tongue between her lips and licked her clit. She moaned, and using his head to balance, she kept one leg up, her knee bent, to allow him continued access.
He licked and sucked on her luscious cunt lips some more, then toppled her back onto the couch.
He parted her legs wide, and buried his face in her pussy, lapping hungrily up and down, and pushing his tongue as deep as he could inside her.
"Get your pants off," she breathed.
He stood up pulled his shirt up and over his head, then unbuckled his jeans. As he let them drop, she slid to her knees in front of him. She brushed her lips against the bulge in his boxers, then slid one hand up his thigh inside his shorts. He shuddered as she took gentle hold of his balls and rolled them between her fingers.
She pulled his shorts down, and his hard cock sprang up before her face. She kissed his balls, then tugged on them with her hand so that his foreskin pulled partly back. She ran her tongue up the underside of his shaft, flicking across his frenulum, and licked a big drop of precum off the tip.
With her other hand, she took a firm grip and pulled his foreskin back. She looked up into his eyes as she closed her lips around the head of his cock.
"Oh my fucking God," he groaned.
