Pete's Taiwan Adventures Ch. 02

Hi Reader, here is episode 2 of this short story. Thanks go to Chief Hal for his proofing expertise.

Pete's Taiwan Adventures

A Mia and Sia story

FosterK

Chapter 2

Pete rose early, dressed in loose clothing for the first training session and took breakfast in the hotel dining room. Western breakfast was unavailable; so, Pete, thinking 'when in Taiwan...' chose the Congee with pickled vegetables, at least they had coffee.

The training venue was a small, non-descript building sandwiched between a bicycle repair shop and another that appeared to sell traditional medicine. Pete pushed on the glass door and entered. Immediately cooler in the air conditioning, he approached a reception desk not unlike the one at his hotel. A lone person sat behind it. An attractive blonde, around twenty he thought; not something you see a lot of in Taiwan, blonds, with Asian features. She had a small, pretty mouth, small straight nose and two velvety brown eyes in a round face.

"Welcome Mr. Townsend, thank you for being early. My name is Sukura, could you please follow me.

She slid from a stool, standing around four foot tall, she wore loose pants and a linen jacket that did little to hide the shape of a very nice set of breasts underneath. It looked like the outfit he was carrying with him except in a deep emerald green. He followed to a room along a hallway.

"If you could please change from your street clothes, you did bring a change, didn't you?" she asked, concern in her voice.

Pete nodded, indicating the small backpack he was carrying. Mia had had the loose linen pants and jacket made for him back in Cairns.

"Alright. Please also no shoes to be worn."

"Okay, thanks, Sukura," Pete watched her leave, admiring the shape of her small bottom, then stepped inside a small locker room. There was a shower cubical at one end, another door led to toilets.

Baskets lay on a low bench seat for his belongings and one other. So, one other man at least in the lessons, he thought.

He quickly changed, then went into the training room.

The room was sparsely furnished, five tatami mats lay on the floor, there was a table with a jug of water and some paper cups. Prints of anatomic diagrams of men and women showing what he assumed were pressure points, or acupuncture points, adorned the walls; subdued lighting came from fittings around the walls.

Two women turned their heads as he entered. Pete did a double take, the two women were none other than Judy Fang and Helen Shi, old friends of Mia's, ex Singapore Girls, they had both been present at Pete and Mia's Commitment Ceremony at Pulao Yoyo Resort. Both were in their mid to late fifties, slim and attractive Asian ladies. Both dressed as he was, in loose linen pants which stopped mid-calf, and a linen jacket tied with a sash.

He walked over to them and hugged them one by one, "I can't believe I'm seeing you here," he said, "you both look fabulous, what a surprise!"

"Yes, well Mia told us about this course, so we signed up. We run a little salon in Brisbane offering waxing, tanning, and massage, H&J Wax and Tan. We both have qualifications in acupuncture from uni, so we thought this was an opportunity to upskill," said Helen.

Just then the door opened, and a young man walked in, also dressed the same way as they were.

He grinned when he saw Pete, "well Mr. Townsend, fancy meeting you here, this is not what I expected you to be doing in Taiwan," he said.

"Well, I didn't expect to see you here either Aiden, I guess I don't read people as well as I thought I did. Oh, these are two friends of mine Helen and Judy," he leaned in conspiratorially, "they are ex Singapore Girls, did the same job as you do."

"Hi Aiden, I'm Helen and this is Judy," said Helen, finishing the introductions.

Aiden shook hands politely with the women. "Ladies, we'll have to catch up and swap stories some time."

They hushed as the door opened and an elderly Chinese man walked into the room. Pete almost did another double take; this day was turning out to be full of surprises. The Master was the elderly Chinese man, from L1 on his flight. He wore similar clothes to the others, but in white. Helen, Judy and Aiden bowed deeply; Pete followed suit.

He looked around, there were four Tatami mats laid out on the floor. No massage style tables as he had expected.

The old man spoke.

"I sense you have all begun to get acquainted, this is good, we will all get to know each other quite well as this course progresses. Please sit, Sakura will serve tea presently. The Master lowered himself onto one of the mats. Seeing no other choice, the others followed suit, sitting cross legged on the mat.

Sukura entered just then, carrying a tray with tea and cups. She silently served them all, bowed to the Master and left.

The Master took a sip of his tea, "please drink, the tea is a special blend, it will help you open your mind, calm your thoughts." He placed his cup down carefully.

"As you may have guessed," he continued, "I am quite blind, I was also born with very small eyelids, as you can see. The so called 'doctors' wanted to correct this when I was three months old, by using my foreskin to fashion new eyelids. Thankfully, my parents rejected this idea, they didn't want me to grow up cockeyed."

Pete stifled a laugh, when he realised the Master had delivered the line with such a straight face, he was either serious or a Master of stand-up comedy as well.

The Master continued, "I do however have heightened sensitivity in my remaining six senses. Welcome Mr Townsend, he turned towards Pete, "Mia spoke very highly of your developing skills, when she was here earlier this year, I look forward to assessing those skills in these sessions, and of course helping you develop new skills."

Wait, Pete thought, remaining six senses? I thought I only had five to begin with.

"Thank you, Master," Pete said and bowed his head.

The Master spoke to the group, "You will all develop new skills during the sessions, do not be afraid to ask questions."

"You will now break into pairs, Helen and Judy, Aiden and Peter. One of you will lay down on the mat the other will kneel beside them, you choose."

Pete and Aiden looked at each other, "I'll lay down first," said Pete, "be gentle with me." He joked.

"Aiden and Judy, you will pass your hands over the patient. Touching will not be necessary at this point. See the patient with more than just your eyes. Read their feelings. For want of a better term in the confines of the English language, 'tune in' to the patient. The energy of the universe is all around us, we can tap into that energy. Blank out all the chatter, focus all your energy on reading the patient."

The time flew by, they all had a couple of short breaks for water and pee only. By early afternoon the Master had announced that they had achieved much. They should break now, relax and come back tomorrow refreshed.

Pete joined Aiden in the change room. "That was pretty intense Peter, I'm going home now, think I'll take a nap, try to process the day."

"Oh, so you live here in Tainan?" Pete asked, "Alyssa, told me she lived in Tainan too."

"Yes, Alyssa is my sister, we share a small apartment in the East District of Tainan."

"Oh," Pete was slightly embarrassed, "Your sister? On the plane you know we..."

Aiden smiled and held up his hand, "Peter, no need to explain and don't be embarrassed. Alyssa is a grown woman, free to do whatever and whomever she wants. Truth be told, I might have offered to take you to the mile high club had I been in first class instead of her." He looked at Pete openly no trace on guile.

"Er, thanks, I think," Pete had to admit, he was a very handsome man, if I ever did turn to the dark side, he thought, Aiden would be top of the list.

"Okay Peter," Aiden said cheerily, "see you tomorrow." With that he grabbed his shoulder bag and left.

Judy and Helen were waiting for him in the foyer. They had changed back into street clothes, Judy in a short white dress, low cut in front, showing a modest amount of smooth caramel coloured breast and a smooth neck. Helen wore colourful pants to mid-calf and a loose silk top in a soft grey, which left her shoulders bare, apart from two narrow spaghetti straps. They both had small satchels slung over their shoulders and sensible sneakers for walking.

"So, Peter, where are you staying?" Helen asked.

"Well, Mia recommended I stay at The Brother hotel, pleasant place, very clean; if a little too Taiwan traditional for my taste."

Helen and Judy looked at each other, "how wonderful," said Judy, "that's where we're staying too. We'd love to catch up later for a drink, maybe some dinner, wouldn't we Helen?"

"Of course, pass your phone here Peter," said Helen.

Pete did as he was asked. Helen quickly swiped and typed, her nimble fingers flying over the screen.

"There, both our numbers are in there and I've created a group chat on messenger, just the three of us so we can all keep in touch." Helen said, handing back the phone.

"You did all that in, what, twenty seconds, I'm impressed," Pete said. This beautiful, but still elderly Asian woman, handled an iPhone like a teenager.

"Well ladies, I'm going to find a Starbucks; somewhere quiet to phone Mia. Then I'm meeting Dan, we have some, er, business to take care of, then we're off to the night markets so I'll message you when I'm done."

"Night markets? We were there last night; we bought a portable wax heater." Judy saw the confusion on Pete's face, "we'll explain later. Okay, we'll see you then," they both kissed his cheek, he rather thought their smooth lips stayed on his cheek a little longer than was necessary. "Caio Peter." They pushed through the door into the humid afternoon heat.

~~~~

Pete ordered an iced latte at Starbucks and found a quiet spot at the back of the caffe to sit.

"Helen and Judy in the same hotel and in the same course as you, imagine that," said Mia clearly with her tongue firmly embedded in her cheek.

"Yes, I did get a bit of a surprise, and on the subject of surprises, thank you for Alyssa, a very pleasant surprise."

"Hmm, it was a toss-up between her and Aiden, but I thought he might be too much of a surprise." Mia said dead pan.

Pete nearly choked on his latte; he decided THAT conversation was one he needed to have when he got home. He quicky changed gears.

"I'm meeting Helen and Judy later. Before that Dan and I have a meeting with a supplier and then we're going to night markets."

"They do sell some high-tech stuff at Tainan night market, tactical torches, comms equipment, NVG's. I'm sure you'll find everything you need there, Mia said.

Pete once again choked on his latte, how did Mia know what kind of tech he was after?

"Good to know," he said, deciding not to go there. "Now about Judy and Helen," he began.

"Darling, do you remember what I said about Vina Sky when she visited you?"

How could he forget, the conversation was imprinted on his memory. Mia had said, 'Darling, you can go as far as Vina would like you to, which I suspect is a very long way. She is one of my oldest friends. I'm happy to share my happiness with her, the same as Sia and I share. To be blunt, Peter, if Vina wants you to put this impressive piece of skin and muscle, inside her smooth, caramel-coloured skin, then you had better do so.'

"Yes, I remember every word," he said.

"Well, the same applies to Judy or Helen, or both, if that's what you decide. They are two of my oldest friends, and I'm happy to share my happiness with them, if you're comfortable with that."

What could he say, his life partner had just given him permission to fuck not one, but both of her oldest friends.

"Okay, but are you sure that's what they want?" he asked, just to be sure.

"Oh, I'm positive darling, I have no doubt, that those two will make their desires patently clear. Just as Vina did. Now I really must go, I have a client arriving, a young man with a shoulder injury from playing hockey. Enjoy the night market and give my love to Dan and Grace, and... enjoy Judy and Helen. I miss you, love you, bye darling." She hung up.

Pete sat, looking at his phone, wondering what he might have done in some previous life, to deserve a woman like Mia in this life.

~~~~

Dan gave a low whistle, Pete looked up from where he was looking at yet another stand of tactical torches, Dan motioned him to come over. "Check this Pete," he held up a night vision monocular, it wasn't like any Pete had seen before, it was much smaller, low profile.

The stall holder spoke up in Chinese, clearly explaining the attributes of his product.

Dan translated. "He said they have very good optics, work in very low light, and have a built-in infrared illuminator. Latest technology, similar to those used by the Chinese military."

Pete weighed them in his hand, they were much lighter than any others he had seen. "Looks good Dan, we'll take three."

"Three?" said Dan, "we only need two."

Pete smiled, "I'm taking one home, this is light and small enough, I going to fit it into Aisha, so she can see in the dark."

"Ah, Aisha, Mia told us about the sex-bot you've modified; you ever, you know?" he made a circle between thumb and forefinger and pushed his other forefinger through it.

Pete laughed, "Yeah, Mia thought it was a bit eccentric buying her to test the swing in the games room. But firstly, Aisha is a fully functional Companion Doll not a sex-bot, and to answer your question, only for scientific and research purposes."

"Sure Pete," Dan turned to the stallholder and pointed at Pete, "he buys a sex doll, modifies it so it can walk and talk, and he expects me to believe he only fucks it for 'scientific and research' purposes," he shook his head.

Pete turned to the stallholder, "it's not a sex bot, it's a fully functional..." he realised the man had no idea what he was saying, or what Dan had said, except perhaps the word 'fuck'. "Oh, never mind," he finished.

Pete held up his hands in defeat, "alright believe what you want. Anyway, let's get these and get out of here, I have a date with two very attractive ladies, old friends of Mia's, you remember Judy and Helen from Pulao Yoyo?"

"Oh, those two," he grinned, of course he remembered, two very attractive Asian ladies. "Sounds like fun."

Dan spent a few minutes haggling with the stall holder, finally the man put three boxed NVM sets in a bag along with two small head torches as Dan handed over a wad of cash.

"I got us a good deal, the third set was half price, and he threw in the head torches for free," said Dan.

"Well done mate, I knew I kept you around for something."

The men walked towards the carpark. "So, tell me," said Dan, is this sex-bot like an AI?"

Pete had given up on correcting him, "no, more like an augmented intelligence, she's not capable of independent thought, think of her as a very fast laptop, connected to the house system and the internet, who also sucks cocks."

Dan laughed, "fantastic old buddy, good to see you're keeping busy!"

Dans phone pinged. "That's River," he announced looking at the screen, "he says he'll have your bump-keys ready by tomorrow afternoon."

They had spent an hour with River that afternoon. A gifted engineer: River grasped what Pete needed immediately, he began drawing sketches of what he proposed. Pete made some small adjustments with Dan translating. River nodded, smiling, "no problem," he said.

"Wow, he must have got to work on that as soon as we left."

"Yeah, he's pretty keen, usually when Chinese tradies or engineers say, 'no problem,' it means exactly the opposite, but with River, well, you'll see tomorrow, hey there's a taxi, you grab that, and I'll see you tomorrow."

~~~~

Both Helen and Judy's phones pinged, they were in the bar having a cocktail. Helen picked up and looked at the screen. "Pete's on his way back to the hotel."

"Okay, tell him to meet us in the restaurant, I think a light dinner then we can all go play, Mia just texted me, said she gave him a green light."

The two walked to the lifts, "what do you think, Judy, start with a massage, some light foreplay, or just jump to double teaming him?"

"Let's just play it by ear," said Helen, "you know, there's a spa pool on the tenth floor, how about I book it, and we go from there?"

"Alright, see you back at the room." Judy continued to the lifts as Helen veered off to speak to the concierge.

The waiter cleared the plates from the table. Pete poured the last of the wine into Helen and Judy's glasses. He had gone to his room to shower and change, after receiving a text back, inviting him to dinner at the hotel restaurant.

The two ladies had dressed for dinner, Helen wore a tight sheath dress in shiny pink ending about three inches above the knee and stretched tightly across her thighs, with no visible panty line. It clung like a second skin, hugged her flat tummy, tapered smoothly to her ample breasts. Backless, it left no doubt about the existence of a bra, thin straps over the shoulders held it all in place. White, high heeled sandals completed the outfit. Judy wore a simple tiger skin print dress in silky material, cut to mid-thigh, the material swept to a point over the smooth swell of her breasts ending in a gold ring that was attached to a choker collar she wore around her neck. The back, sweeping down to a point level with her slim waist. Black, three-inch pumps, finished the outfit. It looked to Pete as though they had visited a nail salon, both ladies had freshly done nails, Helen in pale blue, Judys were a very light pink.

The conversation had turned to the commitment ceremony on Pulao Yoyo. "Such a lovely location, we were both excited when Mia asked us to join you, Mia and Sia for this."

"You both came without partners though, are there no significant men in your lives?" Pete enquired.

"Pete, you're being silly, we don't need men in our lives, significant or otherwise," Helen said as Judy stiffed a laugh behind her hand.

Pete's jaw must have dropped because Helen reached across the table, placed a manicured finger under his chin and pushed up.

"You'll catch flies like that Pete. Judy and I have been in a relationship since our days at Singapore Airlines, although we do sometimes like to have a man to play with, don't we Judy?"

"We do," Judy confirmed looking at her friend, "Young Aiden looked like he could be a lot of fun, maybe we should get together and drain his balls before the end of the course."

Pete was starting to think Mia had it all wrong about these two, he looked at his watch, "So do you two have any plans for the rest of the evening?"

"Yes, we do," said Helen, "there's a spa pool on the tenth floor, very private, we've booked it for," she looked at her phone screen, "fifteen minutes from now, see you there Pete." Judy and Helen stood.

"But I haven't got a swim costume with me," said Pete getting up from the chair.

"That's okay, neither do we," Judy said, "just wear your hotel robe, you'll be fine."

The two walked arm in arm to the lifts, their heels clicking on the marble floor.

Pete waved over a waiter, "can I have the check please."

"Sir, one of your lovely ladies already took care of it," he said as he gathered up the empty glasses.

Well, those two are sure full of surprises, he thought, and who would have thought the waiter would have such a good grasp of English.

~~~~

Steam rose from the pool as Pete stepped onto the deck, two white hotel robes hung on hooks on the wall, a tray with champagne sitting in an ice bucket and three clear plastic tumblers, sat adjacent to the pool. Bubbles formed around two pairs of shoulders. The two women were facing each other, engaged in a deep kiss. They must have sensed his presence as they broke apart, turning towards him. "Pete, come on in, the waters nice," said Helen. "And so are we," Judy added, smiling.

Casting off any pretence at modesty, Pete shrugged off his robe, hung it next to the others and lowered himself into the pool. He sat opposite the two friends, mindful of their relationship.

"Peter, it would be more enjoyable, if you joined us here. Please sit between us," Judy suggested.

"Yes, come on Peter," Helen agreed, moving to make a space for him, although not a very large space he found as he squeezed in between them.

Pete leaned back; he found it was only possible to sit here if he placed his arms around the two beautiful women, but hey, he wasn't complaining about that.

He felt a finger on his chin pulling his head around to face Helen, then she leaned in, and a pair of soft lips moved against his, her mouth parted, and Helens sweet tongue slithered into his mouth. Meanwhile he felt another set of lips on his ear, a soft gentle tongue was probing and licking him in a way that he found surprisingly arousing, as evidenced by the erection that Helen's nimble fingers had discovered.

Judy's hand joined Helens under the bubbles as she moved to cup his balls. Suddenly she froze. "No, no, no," she exclaimed, "this will never do."

"What on earth are you talking about J?" Helen asked her friend using her pet name.

"This," she took her friends hand and moved it to Pete's balls.

Pete was trying to figure out what the commotion was about, he looked questioningly from one lady to the other.

Helen had only one word, "stubble!"

"Yep, are you thinking what I'm thinking, H?" asked Judy, using her pet name.

"WAXING!" they exclaimed in unison. "We can use our new wax warmer."

"Wait, waxing?" asked Pete, alarmed, "doesn't that hurt?"

"No, no, no, no," said Judy.

Helen looked at her partner, then back at Pete. "What Judy is trying to say, Pete, is yes, it does hurt, but remember, as we tell our clients back home, it only hurts till the pain goes away!"

Well, that's comforting, thought Pete.

"Look, it'll be fine," Helen said, "we'll use Sia's pain and pleasure technique to take your mind off it."

"Yea, come on," said Judy stepping out of the pool, and grabbing a robe.

Pete shrugged, okay, he remembered Sia's pain pleasure technique from the first time he met her for a massage and acupuncture session on his back. (See Meeting Sia part 1, for the full story) He grabbed his robe; then as an afterthought, the ice bucket and tumblers and followed the ladies.

Ten minutes later, Pete found himself on his back, in the middle of a king bed, with a towel under his bum. Judy was busying herself with the wax warmer, setting out flat wooden sticks and cloth strips.

Helen knelt between his legs and pushed his balls up, she picked up his right leg and rested it on her shoulder as she gently drew a finger over Pete's bum crack. "I think its front, sack and crack. Judy, make sure we have enough wax and strips." Helen lowered Pete's leg back down. "Scoot towards me Pete," she instructed.

Judy brought over the first of the strips and a paddle with warm wax, she smeared the wax on Pete's groin, just above his cock which by now, was at half-mast and growing.

The two women worked with practiced ease, Judy smearing wax, pressing the cloth strip then suddenly ripping, taking out Pete's sparse pubic hair, while Helen stroked and squeezed his cock, and gently scratched his balls.

Cock shaft and balls done, Helen asked Pete to pull his knees up to his chest.

"Why don't you do it for him Helen? I can manage here."

"That okay with you Pete? Want me to hold your legs up for you, while Judy waxes your bum crack?"

Pete thought the waxing hadn't been that bad so far. He agreed and was slightly surprised when Helen straddled his chest and pulled his legs up to expose his bum crack for Judy. Pete drew a finger down Helen's back. "How about you scoot back a bit Helen, I've got the perfect place for you to sit, right here."

Helen looked over her shoulder and grinned, "I thought you'd never ask," she said and scooted back, to lower her sweet cunt onto Pete's mouth, while holding his ankles in her hands.

Judy looked up, as she prepared to pull out a strip of hair from Pete's crack, "that should take your mind off the pain, Peter."

"Mmffmm, ugh," said Pete.

Helen sat down hard, as Pete's tongue lapped her cunt, as he poked it as deep as he could inside her.

A few rips later and Judy announced, "there all done, I'll get some soothing oil to rub in now." She got off the bed and returned with a small pump pack of oil, "you're going to love this bit, Pete." She pumped a small amount into her hand and applied it to Pete's bum crack, then rolled his balls in her hand before finally sliding her hands up and down Pete's by now, fully erect cock.

And Pete was loving it. Helen sitting on his face while Judy caressed his cock balls and bum crack.

"Helen," said Judy, "don't you think you should rise up a bit and let Pete breathe?"

Helen reluctantly agreed, she raised up, turned around and kissed Pete deeply, enjoying her own taste on his lips.

"Time for some refreshment, then we can really get the fun started." She bounced off the bed, popped the cork, then poured three glasses.

The three sat on the bed cross legged, sipping the wine. Pete admired the near perfect figures of these two Asian ladies, no one would really think they were both close to sixty years old.

"Pete, have you and Mia ever tried rimming?" asked Judy.

Pete thought back to Mia's rules about cross contamination. She was very strict, once Pete's cock had entered her or Sia's bum holes it had to be thoroughly cleaned before it could go into a pussy or a mouth. The only exception was Aisha, but she was a sex-bot, as Dan kept insisting.

"No, it's not something that I think Mia would get into."

"Well then you are in for a treat," said Judy, "because we two," she raised her glass to Helen, "are experts at it, and with your now, 'smooth as a baby's bum,' bum, we are going to love it."

Pete knelt on the bed, his face down on a pillow, Judy had crawled under between his legs and had his cock in her mouth, sucking on it like a pacifier. Helen knelt beside them, her hand gently caressing and squeezing Pete's balls, her mouth over his smooth bum crack, tongue exploring, licking and occasionally probing his anus. Judy had her arms around him from below pulling herself up so she could completely inhale Pete's cock. Her smooth lips against the smooth skin of his groin, her chin touching his smooth ball sack. Pete moaned in pleasure, these two Asian minxes were expertly edging him and had been for twenty minutes or so.

He wondered where it all came from, it had to be a Singapore Girl thing surely. Mia, Vina, and now Judy and Helen, all ex-Singapore hostesses as they were called, and then there was Alyssa, from the flight over here. Must be something in the water, he mused. And what about Aiden? His thoughts were interrupted.

Judy eased his cock from her mouth and called out "switch."

Like in a well-practiced drill, Judy wriggled out from under Pete. Helen said, "Pete would you like to give your knees a rest and lie on your back?"

"Sure," said Pete. First though, he rolled over and took a long gulp of water from the glass on the bedside table.

Helen knee walked up the bed, she then straddled his face, as she had done before; then lay down on top of Pete and slipped his cock into her mouth, in a classic sixty-nine; easily, it seemed, engulfing his whole length.

Meanwhile Judy had placed herself between Pete's legs, she lifted them as she had done before. "Pete, can you please pull your knees back for me?" she asked.

Pete complied; he had a fair idea about what came next.

Judy made herself comfortable and spread Pete's bum cheeks. She kissed all around his sensitive anal area, her tongue teasing, licking, up to his balls, and back. She flattened her tongue, licked Pete from bum hole to balls, then plunged her tongue into his ass hole, pushing past his sphincter and literally tongue kissing his ass, her sweet lips sliding over the sensitive anal area.

Pete was enthusiastically licking Helen's cunt, her juices flowing freely into his mouth as she moaned around his cock. His tongue sought out and found her sensitive clit, swirling around the tiny protuberance, then sucking on it, as if it were a tiny female cock.

Helen couldn't believe what a great cunt licker Pete was. Mia had said he was good, she and Sia had certainly tutored him well, it was all she could do to concentrate on sucking on this big, beautiful cock that was currently halfway down her throat. But she wanted more. She slipped Pete's cock out of her mouth. "Here Judy, suck on this for a while, I'm going to sit up." Judy looked up, as Helen sat upright and planted her cunt on Pete's face. She reached for some gel from the bedside table and squeezed a generous dollop into her hand which she then spread around Pete's bum and on his cock before engulfing it in her eager mouth.

Helen squirmed and wriggled on Pete's face, "Oh yeah Peter, just like that, shove your tongue in as far as you can. Oh Judy, this is wonderful, Pete is such a good pussy licker, I think he might even give you a run for your money."

Judy popped Pete's cock out of her mouth, "Oh yeah, we'll see about that when I get my turn, darling," she said, before returning to her expert cock sucking. Making sure she had a good coating of the slippery goo; she gently eased her finger into Pete's bottom.

For his part Pete was in heaven, his cock halfway down Judy's throat, smooth fingers massaging around his bum-hole and a finger venturing inside. A very sweet cunt squirming around on his face, his tongue reaching as far as he could. It was just like being at home he thought, Sia and Mia working on him, using his body for their, and his, pleasure. He could keep this up for ages if only he could breathe through his ears, he was running out of air. He tapped Helen twice on the leg, it was the signal he used with Mia and Sia. Thankfully Helen got the message and reluctantly raised herself up. Pete drew in a welcome breath of air. Just then Judy probed deeper with her nimble finger and touched his prostate, all the while keeping Pete's cock engulfed in her mouth.

Pete exploded, spontaneously reaching orgasm, his cock spurting powerful jets of jism into Judy's sweet mouth.

"Judy, did you have to do that? Now we have to wait till he recovers before we can go again," she admonished her partner.

Judy released Pete's rapidly softening cock from her mouth. "Yes darling, I did, now come over here and kiss me, I saved some for you."

Pete lay back, a very pleasant sensation still coursing through him as he watched the two minxes swap his cum in a sloppy kiss.

"That was amazing Judy, totally unexpected."

Helen replied, "it's another of the skills we have Pete, rimming, massage, prostate milking, all part of the service at H and J Waxing & Tanning."

"Okay time to switch again, I want that lovely cock inside me, please," said Helen, as she drew herself onto the bed. Your turn to sit on his face, Judy darling." She looked back, "Oh Pete, are you okay? Are you ready for more?"

"I was born ready," Pete quipped, "just let me catch my breath, have a drink of water, and I'll be ready for round two, and three or four if you want," he bragged.

~~~~

The door clicked almost silently as Pete let it close softly on its springs. He had covered the two exhausted and sleeping ladies with a cool white sheet before leaving. Wearing the Hotel robe and sandals he headed for the lift. He checked his watch, just before midnight, time to get six hours sleep and be ready for tomorrow's session with the Master. He carded himself into his room, shrugged off the robe and lay down on the cool sheets, the hotel staff had apparently been in and turned down the bed. He dozed off thinking what a fortunate life he led, made so much better when Sia and Mia became a permanent fixture in it.

To be continued.