On wednesday we go to a club in skegness and soon find two different stag groups, i give fiona to a group of six younger lads and alice to four older men , i tell them where were staying and what time i expected them back and then left.
It was Wednesday on our little getaway to the UK holiday destination of Ingoldmells which was an hour or so south from where I currently lived with my two whores Fiona and Alice, who just so happened to be mother and daughter.
The holiday so far had been a roaring success in the fact that on the first two nights I'd had no problem in getting the shit fucked out of both my whores. Well not so much Fiona the second night, unfortunately for her she spent last night as a fluffer for the old bingo men who fucked her daughter over and over.
We'd woken late again after another late and energetic evening so by the time we had eaten it was mid afternoon and the weather was warm and sunny. Alice served us breakfast on the plastic table and chairs outside the caravan considering it was such a nice afternoon.
We did get one or two strange looks from other holiday goers considering both Fiona and Alice were topless, I wasn't stupid enough to get us thrown of site by having them totally naked and their was nothing in the rules about topless sunbathing around the van so we ignored the disapproving glances.
The afternoon was spent around the van, outside sunbathing, the whores ordered to get as much sun on their tits as possible so they stayed topless the whole time and either slept or pretend to sleep as people passed and stared.
At seven we ate another small dinner inside then got ready to go out, this time to the bigger town of Skegness. This in my experience was just another shithole but it had bars and clubs with similar clientèle to that as Ingoldmells where we spent the first night.
There was little doubt in my mind that I'd be able to fix my whores up again this evening. I didn't tell them what I had in mind though, that was for me to know and them to find out later.
The taxi picked us up at 20:30pm which had given us time to sink a few drinks before we left, we were ordering our first beer in packed Skegness bar by nine pm.
Following my usual tried and tested formula both whores were dressed to impress, turn heads, draw attention and lure cock.
In this town it didn't take long I can assure you and in every pub we went in they both got lot's and lot's of attention.
After seeing how many men and groups were around of varying ages I pulled them aside after the first bar. In the first bar I noticed that the older men seemed to direct their attention more at Fiona, assuming it would be easier to lay her than Alice, and likewise the younger guys targeted Alice because she was fine teenage piece of arse.
In the street I stopped them, "here's the deal tonight whores," I said. "Young whore," I said addressing Alice by her proper name. "Tonight your are every old man's fantasy come true, you only accept attention of men or groups of men over the age of forty." I said.
"Yes owner," she replied and then added, "But how will I know?"
"Listen I'm not asking you to check driving licences, use what little bit of intelligence you do have and decide whether they look over forty or not, it's not difficult," I snapped.
"Yes owner of course," she said realising how stupid she had mad herself look.
Fiona was then given a set of specific instructions much the same as Alice's except Fiona was only to allow attention from men below the age of twenty five, "Tonight Old whore your every young man's dream come true."
The story from her on in focuses more on Alice and what she went through this evening.
In the second bar the same thing was happening as in the first, Alice was drawing a lot of attention from the younger men. This time that attention was unwanted and she batted them all away expertly leaving them a little annoyed.
It wasn't until we arrived in the third bar that Alice began to get any meaningful attention from the age group she was looking for.
This pub was on two levels, the floor we entered on being ground level was full of the younger people as the music was a lot funkier, that's not to say there wasn't older folk doing their thing down there because there certainly was. The bulk of the older folk were situated on the lower floor where the music was from the 70's and 80's.
From here Alice picks up the story as I couldn't be in two places at once seeing what happened with both my whores so I just watched and then I make them tell me in writing in all the gory details. This is Alice's first attempt at putting in to her words what she does for me as my whore.
When we got in to the two floored pub, come club I was separated from my mum, shit sorry, I mean old whore and my owner. They had gone to the bar on that floor and owner had told me to head downstairs as I was more likely to find what I was looking for down there and he'd be down shortly.
I took my time down the stairs in my high heels as they were pretty steep, this is where I encountered my first older male that had wanted to come near me.
A hand took my right elbow and I looked up to see a round faced bald man, "Thanks," I said to him in a hushed voice and gave him a flutter of the eyelashes. I knew how to flirt with men now and it seemed to do the trick.
Once at the bottom of the stairs he held the door open for me and I entered a crowded room with eighties music blaring out and certainly a much older age group dancing around than upstairs.
"Can I get a pretty little thing like you a drink?" he asked and of course I said yes. "How come your not upstairs with the younger crowd?" he asked by leaning in to my ear so that i could hear.
His breath smelt of larger and his body had a hint of BO. "I prefer older things, such as music," I said at the bar.
"Does that apply to all older things?" he asked and laughed in my ear, his hand going straight on to my arse.
My drink arrived and I took it and a sip with his hand still there before I said, "Maybe," winked at him and said, "thanks for the drink," and headed in to the crowd on the dance floor.
I caught sight of owner twenty minutes later, he was standing by the railings round the dancefloor. I was on my second third drink all of which had been purchased for me and I was dancing with the man who had bought the third.
Seeing owner watching made me want to impress him so I moved closer to the tall man and turned my back to him and pushed out my arse until it met his groin. Hands immediately gripped my waist and he gyrated against me grinding his bulge in to my bum and showing me off to his friends who were nearby.
