Zelmas On Tour Pt 09

This is Part 9 of a sequel to the Vix's Licks series, picking up after the epic gig at the Magna Carta, and following Vix's band as they embark on a European tour.

Best to read the whole Vix's Licks series, and Parts 1 through 8 of this one before this, to be familiar with the characters and background.

***

I was right about Ana. She was a bird of prey indeed.

We returned from the nudist beach just after midday and she went off to get ready for work. We had the afternoon free because the music didn't start until after 5pm on this first day, and The Nova Twins, who we wanted to see, were not on stage until 7. We went out for lunch, then returned to the bus for a bit of welcome R&R.

About 4 o'clock, Nikki went to see Ana in her motorhome, which served as both her accommodation and her office. She wanted to ask if the stage could be arranged so that her keyboards were on the higher platform, next to Roo's drums, so she didn't feel quite so 'tucked away.' Apparently this was fine, Ana was very accommodating. In fact she was more than accommodating.

Mads, Roo and I were sat on one of the lounge sofas, Jemma was in her bunk reading, and Lucy and Rhoni were still in town, with Lindi, exploring, when Nikki returned, stomped in, and threw herself on the other sofa. 'Honestly, is the whole world turning gay?' she huffed.

'Why, what's happened,' I asked.

'Ana... She came onto me. Well, more than came onto me...' We were all ears. Even Jemma appeared from her bunk to hear what had gone on.

'Nikki went on... 'I thought it was weird when she stroked my arm and complemented me on my figure, but I wasn't expecting... Not THAT. Jeezus, she's shameless.'

'What happened, Nik? What did she do? Mads asked, a little too eagerly.

'I was sitting on one of her office chairs and she perched her bum on the edge of the desk, a bit too close but I couldn't move away. I was kinda trapped in a corner. She was wearing a flared skirt and she just pulled it up with one hand and pushed the front of her knickers down with the other, showing me that black bush of hers. I couldn't believe it. I was struck dumb.'

She put on Ana's Spanish accent...'Do you like hairy, Nikki? 'You want to eat my pussy?' She said it just like that, bold as fuckin brass. I don't even think it was a tease. I think she really wanted me to do it. Jeeezus Christ.

Nikki was shaking her head, but Mads, Roo and I had glazed over. I think all three of us were imagining eating Ana's hairy pussy. I think we all wished we'd gone to see Ana in place of Nikki...

Jemma gave a chuckle, and Nikki turned on her sharply 'What's funny?'

'Well, of all of us, it had to happen to you Nik, didn't it?

'Well, it could have been you. You'd have reacted the same, wouldn't you?'

'Maybe. I probably wouldn't have been quite so freaked by it. What did YOU do?'

'What d'you think? I got up and left, saying, "You've made a mistake, Ana. I'm not gay." Funny thing is, as I left, she called after me, "I know." Well, if she knew, why do that? God knows there's enough lezzies around here for her to come on to.'

Nikki had a point. It did seem strange, given the makeup of our band, that Ana would choose to put a move on Nikki. Especially such a flagrant one. Then again Nikki was the one who went to see her, so maybe it was just pure opportunism.

'Come on Nik,' said Jemma, 'Let me take you for a beer and restore normality.'

This was typical Jemma. She saw the need to remove Nikki from what had become an inescapably sapphic environment. She's really astute and emotionally intelligent like that. They got up and left.

Once they had gone, Mads, Roo and I dissolved into giggles and rather giddy chatter. 'Wow, that Ana is something else, eh?' said Mads.

'Yeah, I see her in a whole new light now,' I mused.

'What a move to try on Nikki... I'm not sure I'd have been able to resist,' said Roo, giving me a rueful look.

'Mmm, me either' I said. Truthfully, I'm not sure whether I would have. Mads definitely wouldn't have. She'd have been on her knees between Ana's legs quicker than you could say fish taco. 'You wouldn't, would you Mads?' I teased.

'Too bloody right I wouldn't. There's an old proverb; don't look a gift pussy in the mouth.'

We were all playful and inescapably horny now, and there were only the three of us on the bus. It was almost inevitable...

Roo stood up and started taking off her shorts, pushing them down and taking her knickers with them, revealing her black pubes. She put on a Spanish accent; 'You like hairy, Mads. You want to eat my pussy?'

'Fckn hell... get up here and sit on my face.' Said Mads.

I jumped up excitedly and went to set the bus door so it couldn't be opened from outside. Then I returned, shedding my clothes as I went. I was treated to the sight of Roo, stood up on the sofa, queening Mads beautifully. I knelt down and just enjoyed the wonderful sight of Mads' feverishly voracious tongue gyrating between Roo's pussy lips.

I didn't feel any jealousy. Only arousal. Nor any resentment of the lack of attention to my needs. I knew my turn would come. I loved it, and it was especially exciting because I knew EXACTLY how it felt -- for both of them. I feel sorry for straight women sometimes (well, a lot of the time actually). How can they live, not knowing how this feels both ways round? The mutuality of it. The empathy of it.

I was engrossed in watching this gorgeous cunnilingus, but then my eye was caught by the prominent nipple bumps in Mads' vest top, and the beautiful ampleness of her boobs. I pushed up the vest top, uncovering their wonderful soft swellings. They don't have the rude firmness of Roo's, and they are not as big as Olivia's, but they have their own womanly beauty.

I bent my head to bury my face in their soft, yielding fleshiness, and I rolled my tongue around each of her nipples in turn, making her gasp and sigh into Roo's wet pussy, which was being lewdly smooched on her face as Roo slowly gyrated her hips.

Mads' hands went to her shorts, squeezing between our bodies as she urgently undid them and started pushing them down. I raised myself up slightly, and helped her pull them down her legs, which she spread wide in an unmistakeable invitation that said 'eat me '

I needed no more encouragement, and I knelt between her knees and kissed my way down over her hairy mons to her most succulent fruit. I parted her dark pubes and her chubby outer lips, to reveal her long, narrow inner lips and her fleshy clit hood. Her lips were just slightly parted, and there was a pool of creamy juice forming in her entrance.

I dipped my tongue in that nectar, and then ran it up between her lips to just under the head of her clit. I know from past experience that Mads has a very sensitive clit, so I just kept my tongue in that place just at the apex of her inner lips and wiggled it ever so gently under her little button, which was getting more engorged by the second. Her hips jerked, and sounds escaped her lips, despite being muffled by Roo's sex.

'Oo, uh, ff, ff, oh, oh, fck...

The fleshy hood seemed to retract as her arousal bloomed, exposing the shiny head of her clit, and whitish cream oozed out of her. I slipped two fingers into her honeypot, and curled them up to the inner side of her clitoris - her so-called g-spot - then, when her orgasm seemed to be near, i clamped my lips over her shiny little pea and just gently sucked... I tried to create a pulsing action, like those clit-sucking toys do. Obviously, I wasn't nearly that demonic, but it definitely got a reaction.

It was perfectly timed too; she erupted into a jolting, bucking climax, just as Roo also reached her peak. They were both going 'ah ah ah ah' as they came, and I looked up, still sucking her clit, to see the incredibly horny sight of Mads with her head back, crinkled erect nipples showing her arousal, tongue out flat for Roo to thrust against, and a streak of creamy white Roo juice trickling down her neck. Fucking hell, that's an image that will live on in my mind for weeks.

I got up onto the sofa and we swapped around, with me straddling Roo, eager for her oral attention, and Mads just watching us while lazily, languidly, luxuriously, playing with her pussy. I knew we didn't have limitless time because the others would surely be back before long, so I just concentrated on getting myself off as quickly as possible. Roo loves a quick and dirty face-fuck anyway and Mads seemed to find it very exciting watching me doing it. Her hand gradually got faster and more urgent as I thrust and ground on Roo's face, and she became vocal; 'Ohh, fuckin hell Vix, that so fucking horny... Uh, uh, uh, yes. Fuck, fuck, fuck...'

It was crazy exciting, fucking like this in the lounge, boldly naked, and being able to see people walking past outside, secure in the knowledge they couldn't see in through the black-tinted windows.

Mads was pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of her squelching pussy, Roo was doing the same, and I was humping her face like I used to do to my pillow when I was a teenager, reaching out desperately for that blissful orgasmic release.

We all got there. In quick succession. And we made lot of noise. Passers by couldn't see us, but they must have been able to hear us. Luckily, there were only a handful, and they didn't seem to bat an eyelid.

I lowered myself down to sit in Roo's lap, still straddling her, and kissed and licked her face clean, then I turned to Mads. She didn't need any further hint, and we enjoyed a gorgeous smoochy kiss, just sharing and savouring a mixture of saliva and pussy.

We only just made it. Out of the window, I spotted Lucy, Rhoni, and Lindi returning. I jumped to my feet like a scalded cat, 'Quick, it's the others!' I hissed, and started feverishly picking up items of clothing and putting them on.

They arrived at the door and found their entry barred. 'Hey, what's going on?' Rhoni shouted.

'Just a minute,' I called, still struggling to get my vest and shorts on.

'What are you up to in there?' said Lucy.

'Just a minute' I called again, hopping towards the door as I tried to get my second plimsoll on. I released the lock and retreated, and they clambered in, all wearing the sadistically gleeful grins of those taking pleasure in the discomfiture of others.

Roo, and Mads looked flushed and dishevelled, with clothes all askew, and I expect I looked the same.

'Well, well, well,' beamed Lucy. 'Someone's been having fun...'

'Yeah, I can smell how much fun they've been having,' said Lindi, smirking.

'Phew, yeh' said Rhoni, inhaling. Let me get the air-con on'

'Ah, you're only jealous,' said Mads adjusting her shorts. Well, there was no point in trying to hide it.

We all grabbed clean knix and trooped out, saying 'We're off for a shower.' Leaving them smiling and shaking their heads.

The nearest place on Lucy's gym club membership was called the Metropolitan, just across the river, less than ten minutes away, and we walked up there and presented our partnership passes. It was a huge complex, with a spa, two pools (indoor and outdoor) a restaurant, and the most palatial showers I'd ever seen in a gym.

Mads' eyes lit up when she saw the size of the cubicles and she disappeared into one, then opened the door again, saying, mischievously, want to join me? Roo and I looked at each other for about half a second, then we darted straight in. Well, who could resist an offer like that from Mads?

We were all still bloody horny, and we spent almost half an hour having the most gorgeous, steamy, sexy, girly time, soaping and rinsing each other over and over, and eating pussy under sensuously delicious running water. I ended up with sore knees from all the kneeling...

We emerged, pristine clean, and so chilled we were almost in a blissful trance, and we floated back to the bus, seemingly in slow motion.

We found the others getting ready to go to the Nova Twins gig. Shit, I 'd almost forgotten about that. We got our heads in gear again, and started sorting out our outfits. I went for my black fishnet tights again (they were rapidly becoming my trademark) with black denim shorts over them, and a red vest top, with no bra -- of course.

I'm not going to describe everyone's outfit, but Mads' top, which was like a longline black bra under a long-sleeve tee shirt made out of see-through mesh, was a wow, as was Roo's pink cotton non-stretchy crop top, which was pushed out by her boobs so that the hem hung clear of her stomach. A great way to shout 'hey, I'm busty.'

We sallied forth into the melee of the park, where the festival was being held, and made our way to the Escenario Vibra Mahou, which was one of two stages. The Chootes would be on here the following night, whereas we'd be on the smaller Maeva Muñoz stage in the afternoon.

I spotted Ana near the stage and she gave us a wave and a smile. I swear Nikki was almost hiding behind Jemma...

The Nova Twins -- basically two girls with backing musicians, were already quite a big deal, having a number of nominations and accolades, and two successful albums, to their name. Their first single was called 'Bassline Bitch,' which Mads thought was really funny although, beyond that, she wasn't really a fan. 'I think they are trying too hard to be edgy,' was her cool summing up.

I thought their stage image was eye-catching. Kinda sexy, with short dresses and stockings, but otherwise, nothing like us. They were all crazy hairstyles, super-extreme makeup, and a range of mad accessories. And musically... Hmm... I wasn't convinced. They were billed as a rock act, but I thought their style was more rap-rock. Some of it even reminded me of the Beastie Boys. In fact, a casual listener might assume they were from New York, rather than London.

Coming from a more blues-rock kind of background, as I do, they weren't really my cup of tea. They were more aggressive, more contrived and much less appealing than Wet Leg, for instance. I mused to myself that, when we got properly into writing, we had to do better than this. I think Mads had a point; they were trying too hard. Unlike us -- we do it all so effortlessly. Ahem.

Their set was surprisingly (but mercifully) short -- less than an hour -- and the band that followed them turned us right off, so we drifted away to the smaller stage, where some obscure but interesting artists were playing.

In the end, it wasn't such a scintillating evening, and before midnight we were in a waterfront bar, drinking the local speciality cider, which very effectively put us to bed.

***

Next morning, over coffee, Mads announced, 'I'm going to see Ana in a bit.'

'What for?' I asked.

'Oh, I'll think of something...'

My jaw dropped. 'Mads, you're beyond help!'

She smirked into her coffee.... 'I think Ana might get a surprise today.'

'Wow,' said Roo, 'I'd love to be a fly on THAT wall.'

'Are you going to make a move, or are you going to wait for her?' I asked, intrigued.

'Maybe she won't make a move,' Roo said, and Mads just snorted.

There were just the three of us sat at the table. The others were all still in their bunks, but I'm sure this conversation was being overheard, and I wondered about Lindi. She had already succumbed to Mads' charms, but I don't think she felt any possessiveness towards her. When they'd almost caught us in flagrante the previous day, her grin had been as broad as anyone's. Obviously, their liaison had been what they said it was; just a bit of fun.

Mads though... she was almost permanently on the prowl. I really think she has a problem with monogamy, or faithfulness. She seems to have an almost limitless appetite. A libido that knows no bounds. I think she was right. Ana was in for a surprise.

I noticed she was wearing loose stripy shorts with an elasticated waist, a low-cut breast-hugging vest, and a pair of Crocs. Not overly sexy, but this is Mads we're talking about. She doesn't have to try very hard to be alluring, and this was an outfit that would be easy to whip off in five seconds flat.

The rest of us were off to breakfast at a cafe called El Niord, which came highly recommended, but Mads obviously had other things on her mind, and she just grabbed some toast and waved us off.

El Niord was good. Their croissants were the biggest I've ever seen, and they had a sticky glaze that you don't usually find on French ones. I confess I had two. I love croissants.

When we returned, Mads was in the lounge, looking at her phone. Her demeanour didn't give anything away, but I noticed she'd changed her clothes. She could obviously see the question in my eyes, and when I sat down next to her she whispered in my ear, 'Tell you later...'

'Everything OK, Mads?' Lucy asked, probingly.

'Yes, peachy thanks,' she replied, with the sweetest little smile I've ever seen on her face. That was all the others were getting.

I was dying to hear what had happened, but the opportunity didn't present itself until around lunchtime, when Mads, Roo and I contrived to go for a riverside walk in the Parque Canino. We sat on a bench, and Mads told her story. She could hardly contain her excitement. I could tell she was very proud of herself. Minx.

Apparently, she didn't even bother with a pretext. She just walked in, and when Ana said 'Hello Mads, what can I do for you?' she simply replied 'Oh, I'm sure we can think of something.'

'You bloody slut!' said Roo, wearing a grin of sheer admiration.

'Yeh,' said Mads, accepting the insult with glee. 'She was a bit taken aback, but she soon went with it. She gave me a fruity look, stood up and locked the door. Game on, I thought

'I said, "I hear you made Nikki a tempting offer, Ana," and her smile broadened. "Yes, but she wasn't interested." Well, you offered it to the wrong woman, I said. She stood up and perched on the edge of the desk, her legs loosely apart, and just said in a low voice, "You like the offer?"

Roo and I were slack-jawed listening to this. I wanted to get my fingers in my pussy, but I thought it best not to do that in a public park.

'So, I didn't answer her in words. Just knelt down in front of her, and looked her in the eye. Her face was a picture; a look of almost painful lust. She dropped her skirt and knickers almost instantly, and spread her feet further apart. An invitation.

'God, her pussy is so hairy, and her pubes are harsh and wiry. I've never had my face in a bush quite like that before. I had a mouth full of hair and syrupy flesh, trying to find her clit with my tongue, and one hand was down my shorts, fingering myself, while I finger fucked her with the other.

The musky smell of her pussy was amazing, and she tasted surprisingly smooth. Not salty. Kind of umami. Deliciously horny, you know?'

We nodded, trying to imagine it.

'It was all over in no time. She came very quickly, trickling her juice down my wrist, and my own cum followed soon after. It was what you might call quick and dirty.

'She dropped to her knees, straddling me and kissed me hungrily all over my face, licking her juice off me. Then she stood up, picking up her skirt and knickers, and went to the bathroom, while I sat on the floor, leant back on her desk, and tried to recover my senses.

'She emerged, and said, "Wow, Mads, that was rare. I never get seduced like that. Most times, it's me doing the seducing. I usually like to turn straight women, but I wasn't going to turn YOU down. It was nice! Thank you." She took my hand and pulled me to my feet, then kissed me on the cheek and sat back down on her desk chair. It was obviously time to go.

'I rubbed her drying juice off my chin with my hands, and wiped them on the back of my shorts, and she just said "Hasta luego, Mads." And turned to her computer screen. My crotch was decidedly damp and there were still sprinkles of her pussy on my vest as I walked back to the bus, picking pubes out of my teeth.' She chuckled.