I recommend you read my story "The Amsterdam Coffee House" before reading this one as there is some linkage.
I use the British word "Fanny" which means vagina. A welly is known in the USA as "rainboots".
Going back to 2009 we had become firm friends with another swinging couple, Gina and Tim from Leeds. In background, age (early forties) and sexual desires they were very similar to us. Gina and I have had loads of girly fun together, we certainly turn each other on! Unusually for me, Gina is a little larger built than women I normally go with, she is probably a size 16 against my size 12, but she has the most wonderful large soft breasts. I spend ages fondling them and sucking her nipples.
We had met them often at swingers clubs, had a weekend away with them at a cottage in Yorkshire and always had a great time, both socially and sexually.
When we first met them they declared they were softswingers, which means they did not do full swap. We had no problem with that as we had been softswingers for many years and indeed softswing can be just as much fun as full swap. That changed for us when I got really randy at a swingers club in Newcastle and let two men have full sex with me, while my husband John had sex with my friend. That occurrence is described in my story "Shel's First Full Swing" if you want all the details.
However, we deliberately did not mention this to Gina and Tim in case they thought we were putting pressure on them to do full swap with us.
After a very enjoyable visit to a sex club in Leeds with them both we were discussing upcoming holidays. John mentioned that we were thinking of a visit for a long weekend to Amsterdam.
"Oh, we like Amsterdam," said Gina, "Especially the Coffee shops, we do like a few smokes."
"Wow, we never knew you'd been to Amsterdam before and never imagined that you'd be doing drugs." I replied. Tim had a job where even the use of soft drugs would be frowned on. "Have you ever been to any of the clubs in Holland? We have been to a couple and just love Fun4Two."
"Never been to a club apart from UK ones and a couple of smokes is not exactly hard drugs are they?" Says Tim. "But how about this for an idea, let's all four of us have a long weekend in Amsterdam? It will be great, the Coffee Shops, the pubs, the Red Light District and a bit of play in the hotel!"
Everyone was in full agreement with that idea and within a couple of days the trip was booked and paid for.
After landing at Schippol Airport and getting the train into Amsterdam we checked into our hotel, quite near to the station and the RLD. Luckily we were allocated adjacent rooms.
"Right, give us a knock at 8 o'clock and take it from there." Suggested Gina after we had booked in, "what are you wearing tonight Shel?"
"It'll just be jeans and a top for me, you know not many people dress up in Amsterdam of an evening."
Our room turned out to be excellent. A king sized bed, a shower large enough for two and a well stocked mini-bar!
Promptly at 8 we were gathered outside the hotel discussing what we should do first. We decided that we'd go for food immediately then hit the bars in the RLD with possibly an excursion into a Coffee House if Tim spots a good one.
At 10 o'clock we are standing in the Old Sailor pub in the middle of the RLD sipping on our drinks, a little drunk already due to the wine consumed with our meal.
"How come you know the doorman here?" Tim asks John.
"Every time we come to Amsterdam we drink in here."
"Do you think he would know a good Coffee House in this area then?"
"I'm sure he would, but we already know a great one not far away." John replied. "Shall I tell them the full story Shel?"
"I suppose you'll have to now." I'm a little worried how our friends will react when John tells them the story of me getting well fucked by the black owner of the Coffee House on our last trip to Amsterdam.
"So it happened like this," says John. "A few years ago we did a trip to Amsterdam and just around the corner from our hotel was a Coffee House. Now we had never done any drugs before, preferring alcohol, but we thought we'd give it a go. Long story short, when the owner asked what sort of smokes we wanted I had not got a clue so I jokingly asked him for ones to make Shel randy."
" Well, he produced a couple of "special" smokes from under the counter and believe it or not within 15 minutes Shel was more randy than I have ever seen her and she ended up shagging the owner when the shop was empty and locked up."
"Whaaattt?" Exclaimed Tim and Gina in unison!
Red faced I admitted it was all true and although it was a one off I really enjoyed it.
"I bet you did," giggled Gina, "but you have never let on that you'd had another man up you, we thought you were strictly softswing."
"Right," Tim announced, "drink up, we're going to that Coffee House right now, I hope that guy still does those specials because I want Gina and Shel to have at least one each!"
"And I want to see this guy that had gave my Shel a good Dutch poking!" added Gina.
Arriving at the Coffee House a few minutes later it looks pretty busy, but there are a couple of tables free. Upon entering the place, Wim, my Dutch lover, comes straight over.
"Shel, Shel, Shel, it's so good to see you again! John, you also." He adds as an afterthought, "Come, please sit down here, are you a group of four?"
"Hi Wim, it's great to see you again. Yes, we have brought our friends to visit this time with us. Do I not get a hug then?"
Wim pulls me in for a cuddle and a quick kiss, reaching down to fondle my bum in doing so, much to the amusement of everybody watching.
Releasing me, Wim asks what everyone would like.
"Wim, I'm sure you remember those special smokes that got Shel so randy a couple of years ago. Can we have three each of those for Shel and Gina? Do you recommend them for men? Are they some sort of Viagra? If not, I'll have a bit of mild space cake, what do you fancy Tim?" John said, ordering for us all.
"If the smokes act like Viagra for men, that's what I want, otherwise just a couple of joints for me," Tim answered.
"Sorry gentlemen, the smokes only make you randy and if your fine ladies are smoking them tonight then you'll need to provide your own Viagra to see you through the night. I'll get the order served immediately."
A few minutes later myself and Gina were inhaling our first of the special smokes.
"Listen, I know how potent these things are so I suggest we only have one smoke each in here, then make our way back towards the hotel and have another before we go in, then all in our room to play."
Which was fine in theory!
However, as Gina was finishing hers I could see her becoming more aroused. Her nipples were more prominent and her breathing was a little more rapid.
To tell the truth I was feeling the effects as well.
When Gina leaned in to kiss me, I responded immediately, an open mouthed full on tongue in mouths kiss, which must have lasted a full minute.
"Shel, I now understand why you got fucked the first time you had one of these. I'm soaked, my fanny is aching to be filled and my clit is tingling! Will you take me into the toilet and finger me? I so much want to come." Gina whispered in my ear.
"I know, I feel the same, but it's a very small toilet in here, you'll have to wait till we get back to the hotel."
Telling John and Tim it was time to go we got up to leave.
Wim came over to open the door for us. "I wish this place was not so busy, will you all come back tomorrow in the afternoon?"
"We'll see what we can do." John replied, "but no promises, it might be a long night for us."
Holding hands Gina and I head off, a little bit wobbly, in the general direction of the hotel, followed by our husbands.
Coming up to the Old Sailor pub the doorman asks if we are coming back in.
"Are they still doing food?" Asks Tim, perhaps suffering from the munchies.
"Yes, but be quick"
Tim is straight in and we have no option but to follow.
After getting our drinks and a toasty for Tim, we can't find a free table so have to stand near the bar. Gina gets right in front of me and pulls me in for another full on kiss. I can't help responding and our lips lock together, tongues mashing against each other. Our arms are wrapped around each other's necks, the passion for each other is overwhelming!
Lost in our own world we don't realise that the pub has gone silent with most people watching us until Tim nudges both of us and we come up for air.
"Didn't realise we were providing the entertainment," I mutter, while the customers go back to their chatter.
"Look, there is a table just come free in the window, let's go grab it." Says Tim while diving through the crowd to claim the seats.
Gina and I plonk ourselves down on a bench seat directly in front of the window with the men sitting opposite us.
"How are you feeling girls? Still randy?" John asks both of us.
"I certainly am and I know Gina is, but I'm still going to have another of the smokes before we go into the hotel, this is going to be a night to remember!" I reply.