Loced Out Ladies

Part 1

"Fuck!" said Ciara.

"What?" said Patti.

"I've just shut the door with the keys inside and it won't open."

"Fuck," said Patti, "It's turning into a very bad day."

Patti was referring to the washing machine repair man that was supposed to have turned up that afternoon.

Ciara and Patti had rented an apartment in Spain for their annual Sun Holiday only to find that the Washing Machine was dodgy. More than that, it had locked itself, half full of water two days ago, with all their first weeks washing in it. Frantic messages to the apartment owner back in Ireland resulted in a false promise that there would be a man around to fix it right away. He hadn't turned up, and now this, locked out and only clad for a late afternoon sunbathe on the beach in the most scanty of clothing.

They looked around, it wasn't looking good. How on earth did it happen?

Ciara and Patti were close friends and had decided on the sun holiday a few months back. They were both very attractive ladies -- of a certain age - who were great fun to be around as well as warm and friendly like most Irish women. The sun holiday was to have been a relaxing break, well away from their current love interests who had no interest in laying on beaches all day. And who knows? Maybe a nice young tourist or two might stroll along the beach to tickle their fancies as they speculated on their possible prowess while feasting their eyes on their suntanned, beerbelly free bodies. There was a small quarterlight window still open along their private balcony and they were both looking and considering the possibilities when,...

"Hi there, are you the two ladies who need help to get your clothes out of the washing machine?"

They both jumped, somewhat startled before Ciara said somewhat hesitantly as she swiftly gave the guy's muscular body the once over,

"Errr,, y'yes," she stumbled, "That's us,...it's broken,... but - but we can't get back in,.... and we, err, we're running out of clothes."

Ciara later wondered why she even said that. Probably because the guy was a sublime Adonis with a bronzed, muscular body, about six foot tall, a gorgeous smile and what could only be described as a very suggestive twinkle in his eyes. Not that he shouldn't as Ciara was extremely attractive, shapely and also had a welcoming smile. She looked at least 15 years younger than her recent retirement age and astonished everyone with her fresh young outlook on life. There was never a likelihood of Ciara retiring to domestic oblivion, in fact she lived for holidays, dancing, gigs, entertainment and new adventures.

Patti spotted the opportunity,

"You don't happen to have a builder friend that could change our lock for us, or just get us back inside so we can get the key?"

"I certainly do Miss, I'm Pedro by the way and my friend Juan, who is a builder, is working just around the corner. I was helping him out only ten minutes ago. I'll call him now as he owes me a favour."

"Oh, thank you Pedro," say Ciara and Patti simultaneously" "I'm Ciara!" said Ciara, a fraction before Patti said, "And I'm Patti! "

Ten minutes later, after they had exchanged views on the very hot weather, the beauty of the resort and the vagrancies of Spanish locks that close so easily with the keys are still inside, Juan arrived. He was even taller and more muscular that Pedro. Patti decided they must also be Gym buddies that work out together. She was just pondering checking out the local Gym that evening when she made herself re-focus,.....

Introductions dealt with, and Ciara still speculating to herself if Juan had a big a juan as the bulge in his tracksuit suggested, they turned their attention to getting into the apartment.

"It's a good, strong security door," said Juan.

"No breaking in that way," said Pedro, "Even the hinges have steel plates over them."

"Oh!" said Ciara and Patti in unison.

"So it will have to be a window," said Juan. " There is an open quarterlight up there but no way to open the main sash if I put my arm through it."

"One of us will have to go in through the small window and unlock the door from the inside," said Patti, looking at Ciara.

The two guys chipped in about it being a good idea but that both of them were far too big to have any chance. Both Ciara and Patti were on the short side, around five foot but both had other physical attributes that were going to hinder things a little.

Patti had a substantial overly large bosom to go with her shapely body whilst Ciara's delightful bubblebutt bum extended nicely from the small of her back to be exquisitely voluptuous.

Pedro stated the obvious first, "OK then, one of you is going to have to go through that window." He said while looking up at the small quarterlight a good two metres up over the main panel window.

"Juan and I will be able to lift you up and guide you through. You should be able to put your hands down to the window cill inside and we will lower you by your legs as far as we can reach before you swing your feet around and hopefully land on them."

"Or maybe the other way around," said Juan, whilst alternately eyeing up Ciara's superbly rounded bum and Patti's voluptuous tits. There was silence from the two ladies, each one pondering their possible fate. It had to be done though so Patti piped up somewhat apprehensively "OK, I'll try it," and shrugged off her beach robe revealing her delightful figure.

The two lads switched to Spanish and chatted away at a very fast rate so that Ciara's two years of Duo Lingo lessons let her down immediately. She thought she got 'legs' and even 'thighs' but what on earth did 'acariciar los senos' mean?

She got 'delicioso' but "acariciar" and 'trasero bien formado de la mujer'? She had no idea.

"Right," says Pedro, lets get started, "I still have to fix the washing machine after you're inside remember" and with that he took Patti by one hand, turned her facing away from the window and got Juan on the other side holding her other hand. "OK Patti, Juan and I are going to lift you up, swivel you level and feed you into the window feet first. When your legs are through you can put them onto the window cill inside while the rest of you eases through."

With that the two muscular guys put a hand under each armpit, bent down and clasped an upper thigh each and swivelled her horizontal, facing down and lifted her two metres off the ground. She squealed, not quite ready for the suddenness of it but couldn't help admiring their strength and resourcefulness. In a flash her feet, then her legs were inside. With a shimmy or two her bum and hips followed as the lads guided her legs onto the cill still with a firm grasp of her inner thighs. She tingled. Stop it, she told herself as her ample bosom reached the lower part of the quarterlight opening.

She was stuck. She was in the apartment literally up to her tits. Despite the best efforts of the two lads trying to guide her through, she was stuck fast.

Ciara had an idea. "Do you think rubbing some sun oil on her will help her squeeze through?" she asked the lads.

"Good idea!" Juan said, work away. Ciara quickly pulled the oil out of her bag and went to put some on Patti's breasts as they were now bulging out over the top of the open window and were starting to pull her bikini top up and over them.

"I can't reach," Ciara exclaimed as her short arms and stature fell just short of the window, and the boobs.

"Quickly! pour some into our hands" said the lads, almost in unison. Ciara did so and they immediately reached up and massaged the oil into Patti's voluptuous breasts as they hung out over the open window in all their glory as the remnants of her bikini was dragged up and over them.

It wasn't working. Despite their best efforts between window, oil and the vigorous massaging of Patti's breasts by the lads, she was going nowhere other than back out the way she went in. With an effortless pull, Patti was out and sitting down to recover.

After a minute or so to let Patti contemplate her sudden, unexpected but rather stimulating ordeal, Juan said, "Right, your turn now Ciara, but you're going head first," and with that the two of them got one either side of her. She hardly had time to drop her beach robe to the floor, completely forgetting that she was wearing her brand new skimpy thong style Bikini bottoms that completely exposed her arse cheeks while just about maintaining some dignity with a thong that barely covered her modesty. She found herself facing the window with the lads large hands firmly under her arms, then as she felt them clutch an inner thigh each, thumbs out and fingers inside, she was lifted up, horizontal and overhead in an instant.

"Right, as you go through bend at the waist and put your hands down on the window cill inside," suggested Pedro.

Oh dear. Things are not going to plan at all today thought Ciara as she found herself firmly wedged in the window by her shapely arse with her hands inside on the window cill and the lads firm builders clutching her inner thighs, fingers pressing into the yielding flesh right at the top while her open flailing legs were spectacularly raised to try and ease her through.

She was stuck. Legs akimbo with the hands of the two young and handsome Spanish lads only a millimetre away from her sensuousness under the thinnest of cotton thongs.

Patti leapt at the opportunity to have some fun and get her own back.

"Hey Lads, I've a bottle of oil in my bag and I can't reach that high, here, work away!"

The lads didn't need any further encouragement, the oil was lavished all over the tops of Ciara's legs, thighs and buttocks. She suddenly thought she was being tickled but no. Oh no! Was it arousal! She shivered. The lads were easing the oil into her buttocks, inner thighs and practically brushing her clitoris as she started to squirm. There were hands everywhere, under her bikini now, massaging in the oil, top and bottom. Her bikini top had slipped off her breasts as it caught on the window as she inched her way through. One of the lads had pulled her thong right off as her legs were pushed even higher as she slowly slithered through the gap. Hands still on the cill and facing out of the window, she realised that her bikini top had slipped and her lovely breasts were now hanging down towards her face in full view of the two saviours. She flushed, then shivered with a kind of anticipation of those powerful hands doing other things to her as Pedro let go of her leg so she could lower it towards the floor. Juan still held on to her other leg to stop her falling

So there she was, legs wide apart, skimpy bikini bottom gone, top slipped around her waist, tits dangling and swaying unfettered and she was filling the entire lower pane of the picture window with the two gorgeous hunks devouring her inviting body. Was that bulge in Juan's tracksuit getting bigger? It most certainly was as she had a clear eye level view of it only inches away just the other side of the glass.

She made it. With an undignified thump Ciara landed sideways on the floor. Her breasts, bum, thighs and pussy were all still dripping with oil and her pussy was going a stage further at the thought of that bulge in Juan's pants.

As soon as she was up Ciara raced around to the door and let them all in. The spontaneous hugs came naturally as the lads walked in. Profuse thanks were offered, and longer more lingering hugs and kisses came too. The bulge in Juan's pants was now substantial and was pressing into Ciara's still naked body. She flushed as she realised she had become spontaneously horny.

"Well now, I could use a shower," said Patti.

"So could I," said Pedro, .......

Patti turned to Ciara and winked as the two of them headed off towards the bathroom.

Part 2

Juan and Ciara made their way to the sitting room when Juan insisted on checking Ciara for cuts and scratches. He gave particular attention to a nasty graze on Ciara's bum cheek that had caught on the window frame as she wriggled through. He let a hand linger on her raw bum while he moved back around in front of her, standing very close now. Ciara's face flushed almost as red as her bum as she looked up into Juan's eyes to try and read where this was going.

She didn't resist, in fact she held his gaze while he slowly lowered his head down to hers. Their lips brushed, his large hand still cupping her curvy bum as he slowly eased Ciara's body towards him with their lips seeking out each other's for a long and passionate kiss. Their arms involuntarily wrapped around each other as the kiss became urgent. Juan eased back for a second and pulled off his own shirt before spreading his bare chest over Ciara's naked breasts. The remaining oil on them meant there was movement between them that immediately stimulated and aroused her nipples as she felt them rubbing against Juan's muscular body.

That wasn't all she felt. As her hands dropped to Juan's buttocks and as their bodies slid across each other, she felt the bulge in Juan's tracksuit gliding across her abdomen. Her hands involuntarily slid down his back before guiding her fingertips inside his waistband and down to fondle his muscular bum.

The moment of no return was upon them

They slowly broke the passionate kiss and eased back a little, still holding each others gaze while Juan reached between them and pulled on the cord of his track suit. Ciara, still staring wantonly into his eyes, eased the waistband over his hips and bum and let them fall to the floor. He glanced around in the direction of the large sofa and stepping out of his tracksuit took a few steps in its direction while guiding Ciara along with him. Both now completely naked they looked each other up and down before throwing themselves into a close embrace and slipping gracefully down to lay on the large sofa.

They explored each others bodies with passion. Frantic and urgent initially, but then slow and lingering as each hand explored the others more erogenous areas.

Juan's large hand squeezed Ciara's soft, fleshy inner thighs making her tingle all over and as she slowly slipped a hand between their slithering bodies to touch and then grasp the largest cock she had ever held while her other hand felt the weight and fullness of his balls. She let out an involuntary whimper as well as a large amount of lubrication in anticipation of such a huge dick sliding inside her. She doubted she could take it all, but she was certain she would give it a good go.

Juan was squeezing one cheek of her bum while letting his other hand slip between her legs to find the welcoming gateway to heaven, already copiously lubricated for entry. He didn't rush though, instead he explored further, testing the boundaries by gliding his hand from her back, down between her full buttocks, parting them and letting a finger linger over her arsehole while his other hand glided between her outer vagina to the already swollen and very moist clitoris.

Lips still locked together, all their hands started moving in unison. Ciara started to slowly pull on his cock while cupping and gently squeezing his balls and Juan let a finger slip sensuously over her clit whilst another teased her well lubricated arsehole. They both slowly upped the speed, relishing the pleasure of the foreplay.

Their lips parted and their eyes stared wantonly into each others as he slowly manoeuvred her on to her back while he positioned himself kneeling between her legs. He reached out his large hands to cup her breasts while his huge dick hovered at the gateway to paradise. She could feel the large rounded helmet starting to move between her labia and glide across her clit. She was sure she would orgasm as it entered such was her state of anticipation.

She reached out and brought their bodies together, raising her legs in anticipation of him slipping inside. Their lips touched again and at the same time his huge dick started to spread her vagina wide as it slowly entered. She squealed involuntarily as it slipped deeper inside. An almost orgasm took her as his cock's very large head glided over her clit and into the welcoming depths where her Gspot swelled to meet it. It went deeper still to where she had never been touched before. Juan held the pressure for a while before easing back up,.... then,... slowly back down again. Each time it sank in he was very gradually releasing muscles she had never used before. Three quarters of his amazing dick was now sliding in and out giving her untold ecstasy. She thought of her vibrator at home which was considerably smaller yet she had never managed to slide it all inside her but this was for real, fleshy and yielding.

Juan was an expert. He pushed and held before easing out. Each thrust was slow and gradually lengthening as Ciara's deep down muscles relaxed to accommodate his XXL cock. She slipped a hand down between them to feel how much was still waiting to slide into her depths. Over three quarters of the way in she thought but she was nearing orgasm now. Juan's rhythm was speeding up but she wanted it to last.

She broke their kiss and looked into Juan's eyes. She eased him up, slowly out and off as she slipped off the sofa. She indicated for him to lay down on his back. Still marvelling at the size of his huge erection which she took in both hands as she straddled her leg across him to kneel across his thighs. With both her small hands on his cock she thought there was still room for two more such was it's length. Her fingers were nowhere near meeting around it, barely covering two thirds of it's girth but now was the time to try and take it all. Just to help ease it back inside her again she lowered her body to take it's head in her mouth. As she flicked her tongue over the enormous glands she felt it twitch in her mouth. She still had two hands on it as well as her mouth stretched and full. She eased it back out of her mouth, extending herself up while positioning herself for the exquisite descent.

She briefly traced it's head over her clit but sensed she would come too soon if she overdid it so she let it slowly slip inside as she lowered herself down.

And down. And down. To where no cock had even been before.

Their eyes were locked together as she started a slow rhythm of up and down motion, pushing the limits with every downward drop. Her finger tips told her she was nearly there, only an inch or so to go. She leaned forward and sprawled her tits over his chest as Juan started to thrust upwards to meet her downward drops. He eased out as she eased up, each time taking a little bit more of his cock as they came back together again each time the thrusts becoming harder and deeper.

They were closing the gap all the time. Ciara's fingertips could barely feel the hilt of his cock now as it was almost all buried deep inside her. His hands moved to grasp her two hips in his palms to help her with the movement. As she came down enveloping his cock his fingers sank into her fleshy cheeks to pull her deeper onto him. She could feel the head of his cock pressuring her inner depths promising an overwhelming orgasm as his shaft glided up and down over her clit. Juan's strong arms were now taking over, raising her hips to his cocks full length, then slamming her down again literally impaling her with every thrust.

And then she heard it! She heard her body smacking against his. She felt the soft flesh of her butt cheeks and inner thighs start to wobble and undulate with every slap of their bodies as his entire cock finally vanished into the depths of her welcoming body.

They held each other gazes as their orgasms started. Ciara's clit exploded as Juan's load shot into the depths of her vagina and, with the final ecstatic thrusts, the enormous head triggered an orgasm from the depths of her Gspot the likes of which she had never experienced before. Then the shivers. The uncontrollable leg and body shivers that she had seen in the odd porn film but never experienced herself. Sublime ecstasy was an understatement.