A glorious night in London. My first glimpse of London - how alive it is at night! A light meal following some sightseeing and people-watching. I had a delightful concoction of beef, chicken, and mango at a Chinese restaurant. The theater - a thriller with a twist and a lesson. A rambling stroll from Trafalgar Square to Piccadilly. A late dinner on the main street in Piccadilly - Italian restaurant, table by the window, some delicious pasta, dessert and coffee. Some blues in a small, crowded club. The walk back to my hotel in Mayfair. All in all, a lovely night.
But it wasn't over quite yet. Wouldn't be over for quite a while yet. Much to my surprise, I might add.
My friend at work had downplayed this trip to London. "The food is bad, the women are ugly," he said. So far, I'd found neither to be true. I've described the food. Let me describe the women. But first, let me describe what I find attractive, and how that fit so well with the women in London.
I like women who are unique, uncommon, even unusual. I like women who are feminine but not submissive. I like women who have strong opinions and ideas, but are not overbearing. Distinctive eyes attract me. And I am a complete sucker for any woman in a skirt and black stockings!
This description fit many of the women I saw that night in London. Of course, I couldn't judge the personalities. Many of them were not English; there were probably more tourists than Londoners. But many of them had beautiful eyes. And many of them had short black skirts and black hose. It seemed to be the common dress code among the women there.
Now, most of them were on the arm of their date. A few of them were arm-in-arm with each other! And though I started a few conversations with some women I found interesting, nothing came of these encounters. So I journeyed back to my hotel.
About a block from the hotel, two young women were cavorting on a traffic island by Berkeley Square. From the other corner of the square, I saw them, laughing, hugging, dancing, maybe a bit intoxicated. But the first thing I noticed was the short skirts and black stockings!
I approached the spot and they were still fooling around with each other. I was wishing they would fool around with me! I make some remark, asking if they were having fun that night, in my typical style of asking the obvious question. Usually this gets one of two reactions; a polite disinterested reply or a clever response that shows some spark. This time, the response was unexpected.
"We were hoping to attract some attention, that's all. It seems to have worked," the taller of the two girls said.
She had dark-skin, with dark hair and eyes too. She looked Middle Eastern, spoke English well. I have no idea where she was from, never did find out. She was wearing a red top, short black skirt, and funky chunky shoes. Her friend was Chinese; shoulder length dark hair and piercing dark eyes. She was all in black; I had already seen from across the street that she had thigh high black hose, which drives me wild, and black high heels. She had yet to speak, but I was in lust with her already.
"A well-laid plan usually brings the desired results," I replied.
"Well-laid, desired, these are things we'd like to be," said the Chinese woman, touching my hand as she said it.
"The desire is already there, or should I say here. The well-laid part could be right around the corner." I took her hand and lightly stroked the inside of her palm with the tip of my finger as I said it. Then I pointed down the street towards my hotel.
They looked at each other and smiled. Each one hooked an arm, the Chinese girl on my left and the Middle Eastern girl on the right.
The walk to my hotel was short and since it was quite cold, we moved quickly. Maybe it wasn't just the cold that drove us to walk fast. A few ideas crossed my mind. First, caution hit me and I wondered if they were setting me up to rob me. I'm sure it wouldn't be the first time an unwary traveler had be set up in such a seductive manner. I decided that the opportunity was worth the risk. Next, I thought about how this had always been a fantasy of mine to be with two women. Of course, this in not unique; millions of guys have the same fantasy. But the idea of doing it with two women of different nationalities, different skin colors, and in a different country was a nice twist to this fantasy.
As we reached the lobby, there was a very loud private party going on in the ballroom of the hotel. It looked interesting, but I was more interested in a little private party upstairs. As we walked past the front desk, the guy behind the desk just smiled and said "Cheers."
We entered my room and threw of our coats. They came around to me and started kissing me and each other. Already I was quite presently surprised! "What are your names?" I asked.
The Chinese girl said, "I am Amy, and this is my friend Lonni. We want to get to know you very well."
"Well, my name is Alan, and I'd like to know you inside and out."
The hotel was nice but it was built long before sound-proofing had ever been thought of. We could hear the band from the party below quite clearly and loudly, playing some upbeat dance tune. We started to move with the music, all dancing close together. They were quite provocative in their gyrations, and I began to touch them to add some provocation of my own. They responded by shaking their lithe bodies even more. We danced a happy, carefree dance, rubbing each other, touching all over. We were grabbing each others' asses and pulling each other close, then moving to the other partner. Amy touching me, me caressing Lonni, Lonni feeling Amy. Oh, I really was enjoying this.
The tune below stopped, we fell exhausted on the bed in a pile, laughing. Lonnie got some energy back first, standing up, dancing, arms in the air, very slow and seductive. Amy said, "Why don't you do a little striptease for us?" Lonni responded by grabbing the bottom of her red shirt and peeling it off, revealing a delightful blend of tannish skin sparked with a lacy red bra. Amy and I gave each other a few hugs and touches to accentuate our appreciation
"What next, Alan?" Her voice was low, almost whispering.
"Mmm…Skirt…yes, take off your skirt." I could hardly speak myself. She complied, reached to her side and unzipped, stopped moving, then shook her ass just enough to make the skirt fall to the floor. Amy and I were delighted to find a distinct lack of panties, surrounded by a red and black garter belt, hooked to the tops of her black stockings. Her pubic hair was black and curly, but neatly trimmed into a triangle that pointed to her nether delights. What a sight! She unhooked her bra to show us her lovely breasts, firm, high, with exploded areolas and big nipples.
She continued to dance, "Like me?" she said. We reached for her to show her how much we liked everything about her, pulling her back onto the bed with us. "No no no, your turn Alan," she said.
I got up and tried to do my sexiest dance, they giggled. I removed my shirt, unbuckled my pants, and turned around to shake my ass at them, glanced over my shoulder to see their reaction. They were watching intently, but Lonni had her hand under Amy's skirt, and Amy was pinching Lonni's nipple. "Pants! Take off your pants!" Lonni exclaimed.
I did, and surprised them because I never wear underwear. As I turned around, they both looked me in the eyes, then moved to see my penis. I was about half hard, pointing directly at them. Amy looked at Lonni, saying, "Let's make him stand straight up!" Amy licked her lips and we all got the message. They moved off the bed onto the floor, on their knees in front of me. Amy licked one side of my cock, starting at the bottom, moving towards the top. Lonni worked the other side. They went up and down about ten times, then Amy grabbed the base of my cock and put her mouth over the head. She proceeded to bob up and down on me, while Lonni moved lower to lick my testicles. They really worked me over! I ran my fingers through Amy's black hair as she sucked me.
Amy stopped and looked up at me. "I want to taste your cum. Cum in my mouth." I rolled my eyes and breathlessly replied, "As you wish my dear." She began to pump my cock faster, sucking my cock into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the shaft. Lonnie had started licking my anus, and when she inserted her tongue into my ass, I began to shoot into Amy's mouth. She sucked harder and I came even harder on the second spurt. She kept sucking until I began to soften. Lonni joined her and they kissed, exchanging their fluids with mine.
I sat on the bed, a bit weak in the knees. "Amy, you still have all your clothes on. Take them off for us."
"Yeah, it's your turn, Amy," chimed in Lonni, joining me on the bed.
