This is the concluding chapter in the series known as My Curvy, Sexy Mature Neighbour. Again, to get the most pleasure out of this chapter, please read the preceding chapters to get the full context to this story. This chapter will attempt to bring a closure to a steamy period of intense, relentless sexual activity I had with two curvy voluptuous women; my German love interest and my mature fuck partner Veronica, but not before a hotel room orgy with fresh characters/participants adding spice and filth.
Some elements of these stories are true, other elements are a furthering of my fantasies that unfortunately for me remained a fantasy.
I thank you most gratefully for taking the time to read my story. I hope they have given you pleasure and expanded your sexual imaginations!
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Wednesday 12th June @ 800pm
Hi is that Teresa?"
"Yes, how can I help?" was the female voice on the other side of the phone.
"It's about that email I sent to you. I am Steven. It's about this Saturday evening." I said.
"Oh okay, have I seen you before?" She enquired.
"Yes, I saw you a few times... last time was a couple of years ago? Do you remember?" I said nervously.
"Silly question! I see loads of guys and gals a year, unless you were really memorable of course I wouldn't remember." She said sarcastically.
"Sorry of course, I was the guy who slipped a couple of toe rings on your toes. I spent an a lot of time with your feet. You said I was obsessed and I ate a banana out of your pussy. Sorry it feels a bit weird discussing this on the phone!" I said. It certainly felt awkward to me.
"Mmmm vaguely. Narrows it." She didn't sound like she was sure.
"Oh yes, I think remember! You were pretty good. Where have you been?" she said.
"Well I suppose you can say things have improved for me on the shag front...I don't have to pay for services, but I have a role for you in a fantasy with a couple of partners I am involved in. You will be perfect!"
"Couple of partners? Sounds complicated. Group sex, what's the set up?" She said interested in further information.
"Two women, who I have been fucking the brains out of in the last few months. One curvy 47 year old, one 35 year old. Oh and she is German if that is an added attraction. We have all enjoyed each other's company if you know what I mean. Plus a potential male who I don't know the identity of."
At this moment Chrissie came towards the sofa after showering, wearing her bathrobe and with a towel wrapped over her head. She lay on the opposite side of the sofa, extending her exposed legs over my body. Quickly she began to rub her bare feet on my groin.
"Oh the German one has just arrived on the sofa and is now rubbing my groin with her toes!"
I grabbed her left foot and started to massage it.
"Oh kinky, but I am not doing phone group sex now." She laughed.
"Oh no, it's not that I am after. How does a couple of hours of your time sound at the Marriott overlooking the sea. It'll be a sea view suite."
"An orgy then! Hell yeahhhh, I am in, I like shagging in posh surroundings... Β£450 cash... Β£150 for each hour and then Β£50 each for action with your partners and the bloke!" She said. "Might even throw in an extra hour if I like you all!" she laughed at her last comment.
"Wow, okay. Steep, but that's a deal." I said.
"Well if you want cheap, you can go to Tina from Southbourne, but that's if you are into a smelly pussy. I will be clean throughout, enema and all. My bum will be ready for anal play and penetration if that's on the wish list. All with protection. Its good value, plus I'll be genuinely into your women, I love lesbian action."
"Sounds great, no I always wanted you. They approve of you to! I have some thongs for you to wear. What size are you?"
"16."
"Okay perfect, I'll send you a text on Saturday for room number details. You should be able to come straight up to the room. See you at 8pm then."
"Okay love. Oh please confirm booking on my webpage. Okay? Bye"
"Sure I will! Bye bye!"
I put the phone down and looked at Chrissie.
"It's on! Woohoo!"
"You ate a Banana out of her pussy?! You absolute pervert! You have the perverted brain of 50 year old man in 28 year old body!" Chrissie sniggered and laughed.
"Oh stop it. Anyway quite proud of myself. That's how to procure an escort! She is well up for it. I could sense her excitement in her voice!" I said.
"Well from what we read from her profile and the photos we have seen ... she is experienced in orgies, bukkakes, dp's, bdsm, fisting... there is a photo of a champagne bottle stuck up her vagina! Saturday might be tame for her."
I looked at Chrissie's face which was plain and washed clear of any makeup and just as nature intended, whilst massaging her left foot. I brought her foot close to my face and stuck her large toe in my mouth and sucked on it tenderly and used my tongue to taste the space in between her toes. I suddenly stopped and with her toe in my mouth we both looked into each other's eyes and we instantly froze. Both of us were struck with a common urge and overcome with an all too familiar lust. Chrissie's facial expression changed from one that was yearning into a smug grin, her eyes widened and at that moment she jumped ahead and pounced on me, kissing me passionately, throwing the towel off her head and removing her bathrobe. We were naked within seconds and making love on the couch for the next hour. Chrissie sweated to the extent that we both needed a shower. The chemistry was still well and truly alive in our relationship.
All this seemed an unlikely outcome as I left Veronica's tent the Saturday before. But we managed to patch things up, after Chrissie confronted me and gave me a thorough dressing down.
Her solutions were we moved out of the neighbourhood to stop the temptations or she would leave herself eventually. She was serious about tying me down. But with a healthy mix of sexual attention, me giving her multiple orgasms during the subsequent evenings, the flowers, and me booking a holiday to a luxury hotel in Greece with our own personal balcony jacuzzi, she soon forgot about my minor indiscretion.
I hadn't strayed either the last few days and there was silence Veronica's who had spent more time away from the house in the evening (where we didn't know), which was strange following the frenzied last few months!
A new normal was beginning to emerge.
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Saturday 15th June @ 3.00pm
The day had come, the temperature had dropped and overcast skies that typically characterised a British summer had returned. Me and Chrissie had arranged a taxi to the centre of Bournemouth at 4pm for early dinner before checking in to the hotel. We had asked Veronica and her plus one to convene to meet us at the room for 7.15pm to prepare and to get acquainted before Teresa the escort joined us for the real action at 8pm.
Later on after a light dinner, we set off on foot for the Marriott which was a substantial white washed Victorian style building perched on top of the cliff overlooking the English Channel.
"I am nervous." Chrissie said to my surprise as we approached the hotel.