I am 43 and work as a sales manager for my father-in-law’s export company in the middle of the country. Our marriage to his 38-year-old daughter Caroline is excellent, open and honest, and we both regularly enjoy erotic adventures. For example, we occasionally go to private fetish sex parties in Belgium, where there is a strict, stylish dress code and which are only accessible after personal introduction and unanimous acceptance by the members. The 10 couples come from surrounding countries and are chosen for their style, manners and sexual interests, so we are part of a very select group. We met through a website and in couples clubs. There are 2 couples from France, 1 couple from Germany, 1 couple from Belgium, 2 couples from England, 1 couple from Luxembourg and 1 couple from the Netherlands. We keep in touch outside the club during sex evenings only with the Belgian couple.
The muscular Hubert loves sex with my tall blonde and well-proportioned Caroline and I am addicted to the sexy and always stylish and perfectly dressed Ghislaine with long dark straight hair and a divine figure with fine small breasts. Given the international composition of the club, we decided to hold the meetings in Belgium. Together we rent a luxury brothel, a castle or a luxury hotel suite. Because we love sex in erotic stylish clothing, Caroline prefers to play the role of a dominant and strict school teacher or a very submissive hot private secretary at these parties. Caroline always enjoys playing the strict teacher with a bunch of naughty boys and girls from the group, handing out naughty punishments and then being mercilessly pampered by a bunch of hot cocks in all her delicious hot love holes as a reward. Furthermore, the ladies wear silk or satin blouses with a silk bow or a thin silk top. Sometimes nothing at all underneath and sometimes a pretty bra or corselette.
It is club code that if a lady is wearing nothing under her blouse or top, it means she wants to be submissive that day and will obey everyone and carry out or participate in orders. If she wears a bra or corset, then everyone must obey her in everything. So it is one of the most exciting moments of the day for the members when we arrive and we greet each other exuberantly at the bar. Is the lady greeting you today wearing something under her blouse or top or not? Hands briefly and discreetly caress the lady’s back and breasts to determine this. The excitement is usually complete when you then caress the firm, ripe, naked breast through the deliciously thin fabric of a blouse and know that you can take this lady anytime this weekend or participate in a hot sex party. When you feel the sensual lingerie, you can bet that you will get a delicious submissive treatment from the lady in question as soon as you are near. Caroline always keeps it exciting until the last moment when it comes to lingerie. The same goes for our sex nights at home.
It’s a beautiful late summer day in October when I get a call at work. It’s my honey. She tells me she just got a call from an old college friend from 20 years ago. Her name is Miranda and she lived in the USA until recently. Their relationship is over and Miranda is now back in Holland and needs to pick up where she left off here. She is coming for dinner tonight and will stay for a couple of nights if I agree, of course. Hm, that disappoints me a bit, because we had planned to spend the next two days together. The kids are staying with an aunt in Arnhem for the holidays and I had already thought of a plan to give Caroline another hot evening. Maybe it’s still possible if Miranda goes to bed early. Of course, darling,’ I say with a little disappointment in my voice. I would love to meet Miranda and maybe we can do something for her to get her life back on track in Holland.
Jeroen, honey, I hear you’re disappointed and I really understand, but I’ll make it up to you twice as soon as we’re together, okay? That will be fun,’ I think to myself. I’m going to have a hot night anyway. I feel like making Caroline crawl for me again, as punishment for this interruption, in her naked ass in one of her most horny sets and high heels and fuck her like a submissive slut. Besides, I’m really curious about this Miranda. Caroline mentioned a Miranda once. But I can’t remember exactly what she said. Anyway, after work I get into the Volvo and drive home. On the way, a taxi pulls out of our lane. As I drive through the gate of our yard, I open the electric garage door from the car and drive the car under the house.
The garage door closes behind me, I grab my leather bag, pull my jacket over my arm, and head for the stairwell. Upstairs, I can already hear excited, high-pitched voices in the hallway. Apparently Miranda has just arrived and is full of admiration for our modest little house on the edge of the Veluwe forest. Caroline talks at length about the layout of the house. The guest room is upstairs on the side of the house with its own bathroom and balcony. The children also have their rooms upstairs, but Miranda is not bothered by that now that they are out of the house. We sleep downstairs at the back of the house, overlooking the garden, the forest and a rolling meadow with our horses. I have to admit, we have a fantastic place to live with complete privacy, but that is only possible because Caroline’s family is wealthy and this house is on land that we were able to buy from her parents very cheaply. Upstairs I see the two ladies standing in our hallway.
Caroline is beautifully dressed and her makeup is subtle. Her hair is pinned up, much to my delight, and she is wearing her severe glasses and a fitted, high-waisted, red, slightly sheer silk blouse with an exciting bow and long, cuffed sleeves. From the position of her breasts, I can see through the thin fabric that she is wearing one of her ¼ cup double D bras today. A shiver runs down my spine at the divine sight of her pretty jetsers, between which the pretty bow accentuates her curves even more. As I put my bag away, I see Caroline walking toward me, her delicious breasts heaving. Her nipples poking through the fabric clearly show that she is aroused. Her legs stick out in high heeled pumps, the soft shiny classic stockings with ‘point heel’ show a fine ripple at her thin ankles.
Her beautiful legs disappear under a sexy silk skirt with a red floral design. She embraced me and we kissed each other modestly on the mouth because we had visitors. I feel her delicious body pressing against my hard chest, belly and thighs as she wraps her arms around my neck. Her firm breasts, the sexy bra and the rustling nylons excite me and I slide my hands down her back past the wide clasp of her bra to the curve of her hips further down where, as expected, I feel the exciting clasps of the suspender belt to the finely seamed stockings. She whispers that she is glad I am there, that she is longing for me and that I will have a delicious evening if I am obedient and do as she commands. This is what they call a nice homecoming, which many a couch potato must be missing.
Miranda is further down the hall, watching the scene with interest. Her eyes glide over Denise’s body. Of course she sees the sexy blouse with the exciting lingerie and stockings through it. I look at Miranda and notice that she is not very tall. No more than one meter sixty-five. Other than that, she has a slightly exotic look to her, and from the looks of it, she is very well proportioned. She has slender, muscular legs and wears high, supple leather boots with a nice stiletto heel. Her otherwise bare legs disappear under a short, tight black stretch skirt of what I quickly estimate to be a very expensive brand. Over this she wears a white thin wool sweater through which a pair of small firm tits protrude clearly visible. I guess a B cup and she is not wearing a bra.
Her dark, erect nipples are clearly visible through the tightly stretched wool. Her face is exotic with brown eyes, a small nose and a sensual mouth with full, pouting lips. We greet each other warmly and kiss each other three times on the cheek. “Welcome, welcome, did you have a good trip?” I ask her. Miranda explains that she arrived 3 days ago and stayed in a bad hotel all the time. She is happy to be with us and that she can stay for a few nights. Meanwhile, she is waiting for a call from a friend who has an apartment available for her in Utrecht in a month. I look at Caroline, scan her, and tell her that it would be best for her to stay with us until then and move into her new apartment from here. She can then go out with Caroline to get furniture and such. This seems like a great idea to Caroline, who loves to shop and is surprised by the sudden change in my home.
Miranda is a little embarrassed at first, but then admits that she would really like to. Meanwhile, I can’t take my eyes off her and for a moment my eyes rest shamelessly on her firm little tits. Suddenly I feel one of Caroline’s hands go over my bottom and squeeze it. I feel caught off guard and wonder how I am going to make it through the rest of the evening with these delicious ladies. I already feel like seducing Caroline and Miranda together, but the rule of the game this time is that I must obey my spouse. Caroline suggests that we go into the living room and have our housekeeper bring the suitcase upstairs as she will be leaving in half an hour. Caroline calls to her and asks if she would take care of Miranda’s things and bring her suitcase upstairs and unpack it.
During the aperitif, Caroline is mainly busy in the kitchen, preparing the food for tonight. This gives me a chance to get to know Miranda a little better. It turns out that she and Caroline used to be best friends, but unfortunately lost touch. Miranda also tells me that she and Caroline shared an apartment for a while. That was a great time for them, Miranda nods. I can just imagine. Two fun, spontaneous college students together in an apartment. I ask her what she was doing in the U.S. and Miranda tells me that she lived in New York with a friend who ran a trio of fashion stores with her. So now I hear for the first time that Miranda loves lady love, amused that she lived with Miranda, and ask her how people in the U.S. reacted to a lesbian couple.
“Oooh, no point. In New York, people don’t make an issue of it, and besides, I’m bisexual. Unfortunately, I haven’t had sex with a man in a long time because my ex absolutely didn’t want me to,” he said. “Who was extremely jealous, which is why the relationship broke up.” She looks at me with a provocative smile and I realize with excitement that something must have happened while we were living with Caroline. After all, Caroline regularly gets pampered by the same sex in our fetish club. Miranda leans in close and tells me that she is still impressed by Caroline’s beauty. She has a super nice classic look and with her mischievous big eyes and beautiful breasts she is still an erotic wonder who clearly knows what she wants,’ she says. Judging by her outfit today, she seems to be all about sex. So Miranda is almost certain that Caroline and I still know how to entertain each other on the sex front. I tell her nothing about our club, only that we are very happy together and know how to please each other in bed.
Then it has to come from both sides,’ I say and tell her that we work out a lot together and watch what we eat. Miranda licks her full lips as she watches me and crosses one booted leg over the other. Meanwhile, with a mischievous look, she gives me a peek under her short stretch skirt and I discover that she is wearing sheer, purple, translucent panties and has a well-groomed strip of pubic hair. What a hot bitch this is, this could be fun all around,’ I think.
Caroline comes in and asks if I would like to come into the kitchen for a moment. I get up and walk over to her while Miranda yells, ‘ooh Deniiiiis what a nice guy you have hooked up with and how nice that we found each other again after such a long time! Caroline replies with a wink and I tell her when we are in the kitchen that we have been chatting about the old days. Oooh, and has she told you what we all used to do in this apartment?’ ‘No, not yet,’ I say. She’d rather leave that to you. I grab Caroline’s hips from behind and feel the sensual fabric of her skirt, slowly sliding my hands down to the edge of her stockings and then up again.
Along her slender waist my hands continue to slide up the side of her body. Her super delicious bra and full pointed breasts feel delicious through the thin fabric and as I press my face into her neck and stroke the silk bow, I smell her expensive perfume and gently knead her firm breasts. Meanwhile, I ask her to tell me what she and Miranda did in the apartment. After enjoying my caressing hands for a while, Caroline turns panting and looks at me, smiling. I’ll tell you what we were doing in a minute,’ she says. From now on, you’re not going to touch me,’ and she looks at me with a secretly teasing smile. From now on you will do as I tell you. I would have liked to lift her directly onto the counter and fuck her hard, but I reluctantly let her go, and then Caroline tells me that Miranda and she not only shared the apartment, but also the bed. The agreement was that if one of them had a boyfriend, the other could enjoy it at least once.
So they had many threesomes together and it was always a pleasure to drive a guy crazy by making him watch alone while he was not allowed to masturbate. Of course we made up for it afterwards with our hot pussies, but the exciting frustration of not letting a horny guy join in was always super exciting. Of course, the guys at the university knew in no time that the sluts in this apartment had arranged this date. This caused a lot of turmoil in the minds of the guys and for many of them it was a delicious night with the horny students. Sometimes one of them would deliberately take a shy boy home. That way everyone got their money’s worth, and if the boy in question turned out to be too horny, he was allowed to watch and then jerk off himself. But this rarely happened.
Suddenly we notice that Miranda has come through the kitchen door, she looks at me and says that Caroline has also discovered lady love. I now tell her about our club and that Caroline also likes to watch porn movies with lesbian scenes, dildos, etc. I feel my cock growing at the thought of these two ladies in bed, sliding from one pussy into the other. But now let’s go to the table, Caroline shouts, because I haven’t spent half the afternoon in the kitchen for nothing.
The food tastes delicious, is abundant and we drink a good wine with it. Meanwhile, the tension is rising with each course as I hear Caroline and Miranda talking about the old days and their bedtime adventures. Caroline now also tells a little more about our little club, the rules that apply and the adventures we have had with our friends so far. I look at the ladies and get horny at the sight of these two sex bombs. Suddenly I hear Caroline say, “Jeroen, darling, I want you to clear the table for us and serve the desserts. But I also want you to do it naked, darling. I am pleasantly surprised by this unexpected turn of events and at the same time get a rock hard cock in my pants at the thought of being commanded by Caroline tonight while Miranda is there. Sitting next to each other at the round table, Miranda and Caroline look at each other mischievously and with a certain understanding and suddenly lean in close. Their mouths touch sensually and their tongues intertwine in a horny kiss. With my eyes closed, I see Miranda’s hands caressing Caroline’s sensually warm, full breasts through the thin silk of her blouse and begin to knead her nipples firmly.
Caroline, getting horny from this touch, gets big hard caps that are clearly visible through the fabric. Caroline pulls Miranda’s tight sweater out of her skirt and slowly pulls it up, her hands disappearing under the thin wool. The sweater goes further up and rolls up over her breasts, revealing to me that they are fantastic little points with straight, big, hard nipples begging to be sucked hard. My cock throbs in my pants and I’m on the verge of cumming right then and there. The two sluts have found each other again and have returned to their college days. I think they forgot about me when I see Miranda crawling on Caroline’s lap to give her full tongue kisses and groping.
I get up, clear the table and quickly make my way to our bedroom. Once there, I undress completely and as I walk naked to the kitchen, I feel myself slowly being freed of a certain gene. I feel deliciously free to walk around my house naked with a stiff cock. Just like in the club, there are no more taboos. In the kitchen I open the fridge, take the dessert from the shelf and put it on a tray. It’s a delicious crème brulee, and all I have to do is burn the sugar. I decide to take the steel whipped cream syringe as well, because it is delicious to combine this dessert with a dollop of whipped cream on top of the coffee. I walk into the dining room with the tray and to my surprise find Miranda on the floor with Caroline.
Miranda is on her knees on the large Iranian rug, butt up, no panties, and her skirt up to her hips. Her head is resting on a large pillow on the floor and her sweatshirt is off. Her horny pointed tits are pointing straight down and her nipples are almost touching the floor. Behind her, Caroline sits on a dining room chair, her legs spread, her skirt off giving me a great view of her black stockings, the wide dark border of sensual nylons and the creamy smooth thighs that flow into her moist bare pussy. Her glossy labia are swollen with excitement. She sits slightly forward and I hear the soft tapping of fingers. A few of the center buttons of her blouse are undone and her breasts hang almost completely out over her horny cups.
Miranda moans softly and looks ahead as if stunned at my body with my erect, stiff cock. She enjoys her old college friend’s fingers in her soaking wet plum. Come over here with the whipped cream canister,’ Caroline orders when she sees me standing there. I give her the syringe, but she changes her mind and now takes a dollop of crème brulee with a spoon and smears it between Miranda’s cheeks as she fingers her. Then she squirts a dollop of whipped cream right onto her slightly swollen asshole. By now Miranda is snarling at the thought of having a delicious strip of vanilla on her buttocks and a clump of sweet goo on her starlet. Caroline indicates with a crooked finger that I should come to her and orders me to lick Miranda’s bottom thoroughly clean. Meanwhile, she is still working on her former college friend’s wet cunt with three fingers. With a soft slurp she pulls her fingers out. Miranda sighs and growls with pleasure.
Caroline now gets up, removes the chair and lies down on the floor in front of Miranda with her bottom on the large pillow. Her naked pussy is up and the pillow is under her bottom. Miranda goes crazy at the sight of this classic slut with her legs spread maximally in her suspenders and shiny stockings and begins to caress Caroline hornily. Caroline closes her eyes and runs her hands through Miranda’s dark hair, enjoying her firm, horny tongue and her hands in her blouse. I get behind Miranda, get down on my knees and start licking the cream with my tongue from the outside to the inside of her open bottom. The taste is perfect and the cream is warmed by this horny slut’s body. Miranda reflexively wants to move her ass back and forth but I hold her by the thighs, pull her butt apart and let my tongue go more and more to the inside of her butt. She growls with pleasure as I slurp in the delicious cream around her hole and finally come right up to her sweet cream covered hole. It’s not even easy, but I manage to clean up the dripping cream almost completely.
I open my mouth and wrap my lips around her starlet, moving my tongue quickly over her arse and sucking the clumps of whipped cream. Meanwhile, three fingers slide deep inside her. Miranda can’t hold back her pleasure anymore and licks my sweet Caroline like an accomplished slut. I let the tip of my trained tongue penetrate her starlet a few centimeters. Miranda goes crazy and presses her ass even harder into my face. I pull my head back for a moment and grab the spray can and squirt some more sweet cream into the now open anus and work this deliciously erotic spot again with my tongue. Meanwhile Miranda’s fingers are also working on her own pussy and Caroline has no complaints either.
Suddenly Caroline screams: ‘I want you to fuck Miranda in her ass. Go ahead, fuck that whore really deep. She needs it!
Miranda is momentarily startled by this command and when she notices I slowly move my tongue around her hole and then stop. My fingers slide out of her pussy. I lower my legs and plant my rock hard cock against Miranda’s hot plum, smear some saliva on my glans and thrust deep into her at once. Her pussy is so wet and hot that for a moment I don’t know what hit me. Jesus, what a tight little box this delicious lady has. I start fucking her hard and cling to her bottom. My sack hits her big swollen clit. After another deliciously deep thrust between her dark swollen labia, I pull my cock out and place it against her still wet ass. Miranda stops licking Caroline’s pussy for a moment and looks back worried. I press my slick cock against the open tight and smooth hole with some force and slide my glans into her with a powerful but controlled thrust.
Miranda lets out a short scream at the sweet pain and then feels a warm glow thunder through her lower abdomen. The slight erotic pain gives way to a bizarrely horny feeling of helplessness as my hard cock pushes in and out. Meanwhile, Caroline has Miranda’s head back under control between her thighs, where Caroline is now being licked to paradise. I am deep in Miranda’s tight ass, looking at her round bottom and narrow waist, when I suddenly feel her body jerk and her whole lower body twitch and contract. Miranda comes to a thunderous dripping orgasm and I thrust even harder into her at this divine feeling.
The tight contraction of her ass keeps me from coming for a while. Only when Miranda relaxes again and I slide smoothly in and out of her, I feel myself coming after a few minutes and feel my sperm rising. I squirt thick jets of semen deep into her rectum. Caroline notices the change above her and now cums as well, enjoying it deliciously under Miranda’s experienced tongue. Panting, we lie there enjoying this erotic dessert and knowing that this is just the beginning of a delicious evening of hot sex.
