Brussels

Back in September Margherita invited me to go to her homeland for a weekend with her. Friday 13th December has arrived and I am off to Brussels. Margherita is a Lady in every sense of the word.

Margherita is ten years older than me, Steve has agreed to drive and collect her and drive us to the station. Margherita had never been back to Belgium on the Train, she had always chosen the quicker 'flight' option. We caught the 08.23 which was due into London Euston at just after Ten o'clock. Then just a short walk along to St Pancras for the 13.01 Eurostar Train to Brussels. I had upgraded us for both legs of the journey.

Margherita was resplendent, dressed in a delightful black all in one suit, and matching jacket. I had no idea what this weekend held in store, but I did know that it would be very different.

"You know that we could have done this journey in a few hours on a flight from Manchester my dear?" Margherita said.

"Yes I do know, but sit back, relax and enjoy the experience." I replied.

After arriving at London Euston we made the short walk along Euston Road to St Pancras. We entered the station and made our way across to the escalator.

"Why are we going up here, Departures are pointing over there?" Margherita asked.

"All will be revealed shortly." I replied. We got off the escalator and made our way to the Champagne Bar. We were greeted by a very polite young Gent.

"Do you have a reservation Ladies?" He enquired.

"Yes, in the name of Smith." I replied.

"Of course, this way Ladies." He said. I had specifically requested stools at the Bar.

"Are these OK for you? He asked. Well, regular readers will know that there is nowhere that I would rather be, than sat on a stool at the Bar watching the world go by!

"Is it good for you Margherita?" I asked.

"Yes, very much so, I was not expecting this." Margherita replied.

The server behind the Bar brought us a bottle of Veuve Clicquot (I had pre ordered) and two glasses. She also gave us the food menu.

"This is why you told me to only have something light before leaving home?" Margherita said.

"Of course" I replied. We sipped our champagne and ate Brunch whilst we chatted.

"Ann told me that you were very thoughtful, but I thought that she meant 'in bed'" Margherita said.

"What else has Ann told you." I enquired whilst giggling.

"Nothing that you wouldn't want her to share." Margherita said.

"What does this weekend hold in store?" I asked.

"Wait and see, but you won't be disappointed." Margherita replied. About an hour before departure we made our way down to the gates. Pretty much the same as at an airport, all standard security stuff. There were a couple of outlets once we had passed through. We had seats in coach 7, so we stood by the escalator advertised for our coach.

"I now understand why we left so early this morning, I am impressed so far." Margherita said. Boarding commenced and we soon found our seats. When the Train departs it is mainly through tunnels through to Stratford but soon builds up speed as it speeds through Kent, heading for the coast. The 'on board' Bar was in the next coach.

"Come with me Marherita." I said.

"Where are we going?" she replied. We went through into the Bar.

"What can I get you?" The assistant asked.

"Two Leffe's Please." I asked.

"WOW, You know your Belgium beers." Margherita commented.

"There is much more to Belgium Beers than Leffe, I remember that you told me that your father was a Brewer by trade." I replied.

"Yes." Margherita replied. The train entered the tunnel.

"We will be in the tunnel for around 20/25 minutes." I said.

"It seems unreal, to be sat at a bar drinking beer whilst under the sea." Margherita said.

"Yes, I love this train." I replied.

We emerged out of the Tunnel, now in France, the train gradually built up speed as it passed through the fields of Northern France. One stop at Lille, then on to Brussels. The Train slowed down as it passed through the suburbs of the Belgium capital. A few minutes later the Train came to a stand at the platform at Brussels Midi station.

"How far is the Hotel, Do we need to get the train to Central Station?" I asked.

"No, we will get a taxi from here, The Hotel is quite central, near to the Grand Place." Margherita said.

"Do you know the Grand Place area?" Margherita asked.

"Yes, I have been to Brussels many times. " I replied. There was only a small queue for the Taxi and we were on our way quite quickly. It was not long before we arrived at the Hotel. Margherita approached the reception desk to check in. She spoke in what I can only assume was 'Flemish' at one point she raised her voice in a determined sort of way. The receptionist gave Margherita the room keys and directed towards the elevator. There were three others in the lift.

"What was all that about?" I enquired.

"She was trying to say that I had ordered a twin room... AS IF?" Margherita replied.

"Has she rectified it?" I asked.

"Yes, I reminded her that we had booked a suite, I mentioned the Managers name, he is married to my sister." Margherita said as she laughed.

"She checked again and rectified it!" Margherita went on to say.

We walked along the corridor and opened the door to our room. We both put our luggage down. Margherita turned and 'full on' kissed me, I put my arms around her neck and responded. This was the first time today that she had shown any affection. I am sure that things will change as the weekend progresses. I looked around the room, it is amazing. It's like a lounge at one end with a deep leather sofa and a super huge TV on the wall. At the other end there is what looks like a Super king size bed and to the side a massive bathroom with both a Bath and a walk in shower.

"What are we doing this evening Margherita?" I asked.

"Shall we eat here at the Hotel and have a drink on the terrace?" Margherita asked.

"It's been a long day travelling so I am happy to relax and eat here." I replied.

"Let's unpack, have a shower and then I am going to let you fuck me before dinner." Margherita said. As if I wasn't already excited about what the weekend held in store, After she said that I could feel the juices deep inside my cunt start to flow!

"Well i'm certainly up for that." I replied.

"Good because it wasn't negotiable." Margherita laughed.

We both started to unpack, Margherita is always immaculately dressed, Ann has been her neighbour for many years and tells me that she has never seen her in trainers! Margherita hung up a pair of trousers and a jumper for tonight, she also put out a pair of court shoes. I left out a pair of (Red) dress trousers, a cream 'V' neck jumper and Red Heels.

"Are you sure about drinking on the terrace, It is December?" I asked. Margherita laughed.

"They have massive heaters, it can be quite vibrant." She said.

Unpacking finished, Margherita walked across to me, there was fire in her eyes. She locked her lips onto mine, we kissed passionately, her tongue slowly entered my mouth, I responded gently at first, before thrusting it back into her mouth.

"Shower time." I said. Margherita presented herself in front of me and slipped off her cardigan. I unzipped her jump suit from her neck to her arse, she eased her arms out of the suit and I helped it over her hips and it fell to the floor. As she stepped out of it, I stood back and admired this lady, ten years my senior.

"Lovely underwear Margherita." I commented. She was wearing a Full Bra and Knicker set, it looked very expensive. What it lacked in skimpiness it gained in quality and desirability. This Lady obviously does not do 'Everyday' when it comes to clothing.

"Yes, I purchase my underwear from a Lingerie shop here in Brussels, we will go tomorrow Morning." Margherita replied. I quickly got down to my knickers and we moved into the bathroom. My nipples were ready to explode and I could sense that my lips were already puffed up. I was aroused and full of desire.

"I want you Margherita." I said as I slid my hand down the front of her knickers, she gasped as i slid my middle finger into her very wet hole. I felt her muscles tighten around my finger. She unclipped her bra and let her arms drop through it. Considering her age her tits are wonderful. Yes, sagging a little but still voluptuous and desirable, still slightly tanned from her many trips abroad with darkened areola.

"I want you too, Sue, I want to taste you as I eat that succulent pussy of yours." she replied. We showered, then dried each other off before returning to the bedroom. I took Margherita's hand and led her to the large leather sofa. I sat her down so that her arse cheeks were on the edge. I kneeled down in front of her, I put my hands under her thighs and pushed her legs up and apart. I ran my fingers along her slit from top to bottom.

"Are you sure that we wouldn't be better off on the bed?" Margherita asked.

"I think that we are OK where we are!" I replied.

I was starting to notice her Aroma, it was intoxicating. I replaced my finger with my tongue. I felt Margherita's hands on the back of my head. I parted her lips with two fingers. I could now see all of her folds and creases, As my tongue delved in, I could taste her moisture, I want more of this. Margherita's Arse was starting to thrust upwards, I was drinking from her gorgeous cunt. I nibbled on her enlarged clit which drew an audible gasp.

"Thats amazing Sue." Margherita said.

I pushed two fingers into her gaping hole as my tongue continued to work on her nub! I licked it and i sucked it.

"Sue." Margherita shouted as she succumbed to the inevitable! Before she had chance to catch her breath I slid two fingers back into her, I felt her muscles grip my fingers as I pushed them in and out.

"Fucking Hell Sue, I want you." Margherita said. My fingers were working feverishly, her pussy was soaking. She shuddered violently as she succumbed again. She lay on her back as the last spasms arced through her body. I put my head back between her legs and licked her juices.

"Enough." Margherita said.

"Are you sure?" I asked with a mischievous look on my face.

"Yes, I'm not eighteen anymore." Margherita responded.

"What are we doing this evening?" I enquired.

"It's been a long day with the travelling, shall we have a meal here in the hotel and then have an early night?" Margherita asked.

I lay in her arms with my head resting on her ample tits.

"Come on, wake up." Margherita said.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It's seven forty, You have been asleep for an hour." Margherita said as she stepped into a very expensive looking dress. She looked magnificent in her stunning underwear as her dress covered her up.

"Zip me up, would you Sue." Margherita asked. I dressed in a pair of Tailored black trousers, Red Cami top and Black Cardigan (I changed my mind from the outfit that I had originally put out). We went for dinner, had an early night, looking forward to the weekend ahead.

I awoke first on the Saturday Morning, I got up and had a shower, put on my jeans, Black 'V' Neck jumper and trainers. I stood in the window watching Brussels coming to life.

"Good Morning, How long have you been up?" Margherita asked.

"Not long." I replied.

"Give me a few minutes and I will be with You." Margherita said.

We enjoyed a good breakfast and several coffee's before heading back to our room.

"What are the plans for today?" I asked.

"I have an order to collect from my favourite Lingerie shop, Then we will go for a walk on the Grand Place and find somewhere for Lunch." Margherita said. We got our coats and headed out. It was quite chilly outside but the sun was out. We strolled through the streets of Central Brussels until we came to the Lingerie shop. It was obvious that Margherita was known here from the greetings and welcome. The conversation, I am guessing was in Flemish? It certainly was not French. I had no idea what they were talking about. One of the assistants stood in front of me and said something.

"She is asking you to go into the changing room." Margherita said.

"Why." I replied.

"Don't ask questions." Margherita said.

I followed the assistant, The changing Rooms were not cubicles but one large communal Room. There was another customer being measured for a Bra I assume in the corner. The assistant again said something to me, I shrugged my shoulders! She put her hands on my jumper, At that point Margherita came in with the older assistant whom I assume is the Manager.

"Take your Jumper off Sue, She is going to measure you." Margherita said.

"But I know my size." I replied.

"This establishment prides itself on accuracy, They will not sell anything unless they measure you and I am treating you today." Margherita said.

I quickly pulled my jumper off, My tits swayed into place (I was not wearing a Bra).

"Grandioos." The assistant said.

"And the rest." Margherita said.

"What." I replied.

"Jeans & Knickers as well." Margherita said.

I removed my Jeans and slid down my knickers. The assistant started to measure me. I noticed from her badge that her name was Chantelle. Tits, Waist and Hips. Margherita and the Manager continued to chat in Flemish. My nipples were protruding now! Chantelle was turning me on, she had a knack of just touching/catching me when it was not expected. She brought through a stunning range of underwear.

"Try it." Margherita shouted. It was a range of stunning (What I would call 1950's style) underwear. I put on the black bra, Chantelle fastened it for me. It felt wonderful, whilst also pushing my tits up. I put on the 'Full' knickers and suspender belt.

"How does it feel? Margherita asked

"Wonderful." I replied."

I put my own clothes back on and waited for Margherita to pay. We left the shop and made our way to the Grand Place. We found a nice Cafe/Bar just off the square. We ordered Baguettes and two gasses of Leffe. We sat opposite each other. I leaned forward and took hold of her hands.

"Thank you for my present, It must have cost a fortune." I said.

"It doesn't matter how much as long as you enjoy wearing them?" Margherita said.

"The assistant (Chantelle) was very hands on." I said.

"You can have her, if you want?" Margherita said.

"What, How?" I asked.

"Tonight, we are going to a very special place, I am sure that you are going to enjoy." She said.

"I am intrigued." I said.

"I am saying no more for now." Margherita said.

We finished our Lunch and strolled through the streets calling at a chocolate shop. Before arriving back at our hotel. There was a table free on the Terrace at the front of the hotel. Yes it is December, but their were numerous large heaters scattered about.

"Sue, be a dear and take our shopping up to the room, whilst I order drinks." Margherita asked.

"When I got to the room, curiosity got the better of me. I had to look into Magherita's bag from the Lingerie shop (all pre ordered). There were three sets of underwear, two similar to mine but one in dark blue and the other in green. The third set was much skimpier and in red. I could not imagine Margherita in that one! I went for a pee before going back to the terrace.

"I have got us a Duval each." she said.

"OK good, I like Duval." I replied.

"We will have a couple of drinks here and maybe a chocolate waffle, before we go back to the room to rest."

"Rest?" I enquired.

"Yes, Our table is booked in the Restaurant here in the hotel for eight o'clock, We will arrange for a taxi for around Ten o'clock." She continued.

"OK, but where are we going?" I asked.

"You just concentrate on getting into your new underwear and that nice black dress that you have with you." Margherita said.

I had a shower at seven o'clock, and put on my new underwear finished off with a pair of seemed fish net stockings. I felt incredibly sexy. I spent a lot of time on my hair and makeup. Margherita was wearing exactly the same underwear but with plain black stockings. She wore an amazingly stunning dress showing plenty of cleavage. Even in her sixties this Lady oozes sex and looks incredible! We went down to the hotel bar and had a cocktail, before approaching the reception desk. Margherita asked the receptionist to get us a Taxi i assume as they were talking in Flemish! The receptionist was quite animated but was insistent.

"What's up I enquired?" I asked.

"She's trying to be helpful, in her way, The Taxi is on the way." Margherita said.

"We climbed into the taxi, and the Driver spoke to Margherita in the same manner as the receptionist did. Margherita slammed her hand onto the seat and shouted at the Driver. We proceeded for about fifteen minutes into what looked to be quite a run down area. Eventually the taxi stopped in a dimly lit street. As I got out I noticed that there was a Doorman (Bouncer in old money) stood on the pavement. He welcomed us, I took a closer look and quickly realised that we had arrived outside of a Brothel! There were windows either side of the entrance, both with net curtains with a hint of blue light, clearly showing the outline of two women sitting in the windows! I was a little uncomfortable but also a little intrigued. Margherita clearly knew the guy on the door! He radioed inside and quickly a Lady came out. This Lady was quite obviously Margherita's sister, they were very alike both in looks and build.

"Sue, This is my sister Claudette" Margherita said.

"Hello Sue, I have heard so much about you!" Claudette said.

"All good, I hope?" I replied.

"Very Good, Enjoy your evening." Claudette said.

Claudette opened a Door, Margherita and I went through and went down a passage way and into another building at the rear. This building was a small theatre. There was a small stage With a Piano on it. There were about 15 tables with either 2 or 4 seats at each. A waitress was soon with us and taking our drinks order. I was quite apprehensive about this evening, I ordered a Double Brandy. Margherita ordered Gin. The Room soon filled up, The Manager from the Lingerie shop this morning was sitting at the next table. The Lights dimmed and a Man of African origin walked onto the stage completely naked, he walked across to the Piano and leaned against it. He was massive and I mean massive, I have never seen a cock that big. The music started and seven girls appeared on stage and went into a Burlesque show. It was amazing and very erotic. The drinks were flowing and i felt quite tipsy. After the Burlesque there was an interval where the audience stood around chatting. I spoke to the Lady (Angelina) from the Lingerie shop.

"You are really going to enjoy the next part Sue." Angelina said.

"Am I, well I hope I do." I replied.

"You will." She said.

When the Music struck up again The Guy who was on stage during the Burlesque show, came back out carrying a chair. He placed it in the Centre of the stage. The seven Girls came back onto the stage, but now wearing just Red Heels and Red Thongs. They danced erotically until Claudette came onto the stage and asked the audience if they were enjoying the show? There was an almost raucous response from the assembled women. Claudette asked in English.

"We now need a volunteer, do we have one?' She walked across the stage in my direction, I was horrified.

"Go on, Go for it." Margherita said to me.

"No, Definitely No!" I said.

Another Lady stepped forward (Thankfully) from a different table. She was probably in her early forties.

"Thank you, what is your name?" Claudette asked.

"My name is Margot." The Lady replied.

As soon as she got onto the stage, the seven girls circled around her and started to strip her off. She was left standing in her suspender belt, stockings and shoes. She was by no means fat, but certainly a Lady with a Fuller Figure, shall we say. I thought that she was lovely and I would not reject her, if she made advances toward me.

The Guy on stage moved away from the Piano, took Margot by the hand and led her to the chair. She sat down, he then tied her arms to the back of the chair and her ankles to the legs of the chair! He then walked back and leant against the Piano again. The Music continued and the girls danced erotically. There was a drum roll built into the Music, at this point one of the Girls who I recognised as Chantelle (The assistant from the Lingerie shop) stood in front of Margot, she tied some form of 'gag' around her head so that she could not speak. The atmosphere was now very lively, there were couples openly kissing in the audience. Chantelle then felt Margot's tits and was clearly tweaking her nipples. Margot was clearly enjoying the attention. Soon after Chantelle knelt on a cushion in front of Margot, She roughly pushed Margot's legs apart, I could not see clearly, but it was obvious that Chantelle was eating Margot's cunt! This continued until Margot orgasmed. Chantelle, stood and threw her arms in the air and took the adulation of the audience. Then the next girl stood in front of Margot and the same process continued until all seven Girls had eaten her and brought her to climax. It was all very erotic. I was propositioned by several Ladies during the evening, a couple of whom I would have accepted on a different day and in a different place.

"Sue, are you ready, it's two am?" Margherita asked.

"Yes of course." I replied. Claudette came outside to say Goodnight as our Taxi arrived.

"You are not happy with me, are you Margherita?" I asked.

"Well it would have been nice to see you tied to that chair." Margherita replied.

"I am not against having sex with multiple women, as we both know and do at our monthly group meetings. But not in front of an audience." I said. Margherita then took her phone out of her bag and made a call. I don't know who to or what about as it was conducted in Flemish again.

We soon arrived back at the Hotel, we were both very tired, We quickly undressed and went to bed, We cuddled together and kissed until we dropped off to sleep.

We ordered breakfast from Room Service on the Sunday Morning, opting for the continental style breakfast.

"What plans are there for today?" I asked.

"Pretty much take it as it comes, Claudette and Sicily are coming across for drinks this afternoon." Margherita said.

"Who is Sicily?" I asked.

"My niece, Claudette's daughter, she was one of the dancers last night." Margherita replied.

We lounged around for a while before I eventually showered, The atmosphere in the room was very sexually charged.

"I don't know what to wear?" I said.

"Do you have that Leather Skirt, that you look so good in, with you?" Margherita asked.

"Yes, I take it everywhere but I really don't think it appropriate here." I replied.

"Nonsense." She replied.

"What would I wear with it?" I asked.

"That skinny jumper that you wore yesterday." Margherita replied.

She then passed me the bag from the Lingerie shop.

"This outfit is also for you." She said.

It was the Red skimpy underwear that I had sneaked a glance at yesterday!"

"I can't wear this with my short skirt, For one thing the suspenders will show below the hem of the skirt." I said.

"Yes, You will look like a proper whore." Margherita said.

"I assume that we will be having drinks in the room then? I asked.

"No, on the Terrace." She replied. I dug my heels in.

"I would not wear that outfit at home, never mind on the terrace here!" I said.

"My dear, You will have your coat on, Only those who need to see you, will see you!." Margherita said.

"Really, It will be OK." She went on to say. Margherita went to have a shower, Whilst she was in there I got dressed. I put on the Red Underwear, Wow! This felt good. I was getting quite excited. I had put on a pair of sheer black stockings to complement the underwear. I put on my Black Jumper and my little 'Seville' Leather mini skirt. I looked into the Mirror and whilst this may be OK for the Bedroom, It was certainly not for Public consumption. The bathroom Door opened and Margherita came out with just a towel wrapped around her.

"You could hitch the skirt up a little?" Margherita said.

"If I hitch it up you will see the cheeks of my arse." I replied.

Margherita laughed and quickly got dressed, She put on her new Green underwear, I watched as she pulled up the 'Full' knickers, fastened her Bra and slowly rolled up her Stockings, she dressed very provocatively. She put a Red Dress on, just above the knee.

"Come on, Get your coat." Margherita said. I put my coat on and buttoned it up! I thought to myself, Where was this leading to?

When we got to the terrace there was a table with Twelve seats around it reserved for us!

"We will eat before the others get here." Margherita said.

I selected the fresh Pasta, followed with a chocolate waffle.

Soon after we had eaten, Angelina and Chantelle from the Lingerie shop arrived and about ten minutes later Claudette and the rest of the Dancers from last night arrived. When Claudette arrived, Margherita stood and whispered something into her ear. They both disappeared into the hotel and they were missing for around fifteen minutes. When they came back, Claudette requested that all conversation should be conducted in English due to my presence. The very best of Belgium beers were being consumed around the table. I saw Duval, Juplier, Leffe, Trappist and Paix Dieu being drunk. Everyone had their coats on, so I was not alone. The heaters were all on as it was quite cold. As the beer flowed the atmosphere was getting quite raucous. Claudette stood and tapped a spoon on to a cup to get everyone's attention.

"Chantelle, would you stand and show the Ladies what you are wearing please." Claudette asked. I was seated next to Chantelle at the table.

"Yes." Chantelle answered. She stood and unzipped her coat, before discreetly opening it and showing us all that she was only wearing a similar Red thong to the one which she wore last night!

"Angelina, Would you show us what you are wearing please."

"Of course." Angelina replied. She unbuttoned her coat and displayed a Black Cami top and Black Lacy knickers. Margherita then intervened.

"Claudette would you kindly show us what you are wearing please." Margherita asked.

"Yes and you too." Claudette replied. They both undid their coats, Margherita must have taken her dress off when she went inside as she was displaying her dark green underwear. Claudette was wearing a figure hugging corset, stockings and Lacy knickers. I was getting very aroused and excited at the sight of all of these very attractive women.

"Now our guest, your turn Sue." Claudette asked. I don't know why but I was taken a little by surprise. However I quickly stood and unfastened my coat, I stood and posed provocatively. I felt overdressed compared to the others.

"Shall we go inside.? Claudette asked. She leaned towards Chantelle and said something to her, Chantelle nodded in acknowledgement. Margherita, Claudette, Angelina and myself went upstairs to our room. As i entered the bedroom I could see why Margherita and Claudette had come up earlier. There were four restraints (like handcuffs) attached to each of the four bedposts, there were also several Dildos scattered around the room. We all took our coats off, the room was lovely and warm. Claudette came across to me and pulled my Jumper over my head and threw it onto the sofa. She then unhooked my Bra.

"Why don't you get onto the bed Sue?" Margherita asked.

"Anything to Please." I replied. I lay in the middle of the bed. Angelina put her fingers into the waistband of my knickers, I lifted my arse off the mattress as I didn't want to delay matters! She slid them down my legs and off. She screwed them up in her hand and held them under my nose, With her other hand she pushed two fingers into my mouth! Whilst my mouth was open she pushed the screwed up knickers into my mouth. This triggered all sorts of emotions, My arms were restrained, so I couldn't take them out, even if I wanted too! The feeling within my mouth was really strange. Let alone the taste of my own juices filling my mouth. Also I could not talk. Whilst Angelina had been occupying me. Margherita and Claudette had placed my ankles into the foot restraints. I was now completely helpless, but weirdly very excited. Claudette tweaked my nipple.

"Nice tits." She said.

"Let's fuck this whore." Claudette said.

"You are a whore, aren't you?" Angelina said. I nodded, My mouth was filling up with saliva, but I couldn't swallow.

"I will start her off, I know just what that pussy likes." Margherita said.

She got down between my legs, luckily there was enough 'slack' in the restraints to allow me to raise my knees slightly. I felt her tongue gently penetrate my lips.

"Go on fuck her. let her have it!" Claudette said.

"You taste delicious Sue." Margherita said. Angelina took off her knickers and straddled my face, I know that my mouth was full, so I could not take advantage! I could however sense her aroma. It was musky, almost nutty. The frustration was immense, so close but also, so far away! I could feel Margherita delve deeper into my cunt. I could also feel two fingers teasing my clit, This must be Claudette first stroking and then pleasuring me with a mini vibrator. I knew that I would not last long with this level of intensity. It wasn't long until I was overcome by wave after wave of pleasure passing through me! It was a strange feeling, experiencing that that level of pleasure with my mouth full. Margherita continued to lick deeper into my hole, with Claudette playing with my clit.

There was a loud knock at the Door, Angelina got off the bed and walked provocatively towards the Door, wearing just her black cami top, her firm sexy arse bare for all to see! As the Door opened, the rest of the girls from downstairs entered and quickly discarded their coats. Chantelle and one of the other girls came across and played with my tits whilst they kissed each other. By this point the excitement was getting the better of me and I was almost gagging! Angelina saw the look on my face and removed the knickers from my mouth!

"Fuck me, Fuck me please." I shouted.

Angelina straddled my face again, but this time she was facing my feet. Claudette and Margherita both moved away from the bed, both picked one of the Large Dildos and sat side by side on the Leather Sofa.

"She's all yours Ladies, Enjoy." Claudette shouted. Chantelle Grinned and was straight between my Legs, joined by another Girl. Two of the others paid attention to my tits. I looked up just in time to see Angelina's gaping cunt coming down over my face! I would have liked my hands free to guide her into place! However this Lady knew exactly what she was doing, She pushed her pussy right into my face, she was soaking wet with her glistening juices almost dripping onto my face! This Lady really was aroused, One of the younger women came across and started to kiss Angelina whilst also playing with her tits. My tongue was working overtime, lapping up those salty juices as Chantelle and the other girl were between my legs. I felt a finger which increased to two penetrate my slit, I was beyond horny, Just then a finger (I think) slid into my arse. This was different, my legs and arms shackled, My cunt and my arse penetrated whilst i am licking a delightful pussy. I succumb to those emotions, as my arse cheeks clench my juices explode, I can feel beads of sweat all over my body! Chantelle pushed her pussy back into my face, I think as a reminder that she was still there! How could I forget?

"Fuck her again, make her cum again." Claudette shouted. As I looked across towards the sofa, Margherita was naked with a girl on her knees between her legs. Claudette was sat with her feet on the edge of the sofa, working one of the dildo's into her pussy!

Someone was licking my slit again, It was not Chantelle as she had now taken Angelina's place and was squatting over my face. Angelina had gone across to Claudette and Margherita. I can't see who is eating my pussy but my god, she knows what she is doing. Her tongue delving deep into my cunt, her fingers playing with my engorged clit. It wasn't long before I felt those inevitable intense waves, deep inside of me, spreading as the excitement built. My arms and legs shackled to the bed, I thrust my arse upwards into the girl's face as my whole body stiffened. Chantelle was still kneeling above me.

"Untie my arms please." I asked.

"OK, untie her." Claudette said.

As soon as my arms were released, I got hold of Chantelle's hips and pulled her right down over my face, I looked up and saw her very juicy entrance! Her swollen nub sat proudly. She thrust herself into my face so powerfully, I was almost suffocating! I took a breath as I could and buried my face deep inside this huge but gorgeous cunt! I sensed that she was 'on the edge.' I held her hips tightly and let my tongue work on her clit.

"Go on let the whore have it." I heard Claudette say! Very quickly I felt something very solid slide into my gaping hole, I eased my arse up a little to accommodate what I assume was one of the dildos. It felt very big but also very good as my muscles tightened around it. I felt that inner desire again as I exploded into another shattering orgasm. Chantelle was riding my face, I struggled to give her what she needed as my body was convulsing.

"Don't stop, Give it to her again, Chantelle, Eat her fucking pussy." Claudette Shouted.

Chantelle, who was still squatting over my face bent over, we were now in a delightful '69' position.

"Take these shackles off my legs and let me go." I shouted. One of the girls took the shackles off. I raised my knees and squoze my thighs into Chantelle's head as she eagerly licked deep inside me. I continued to lick her inner folds until I heard.

"Bitch, Fucking Bitch." Chantelle yelled as she stiffened. I held onto her and buried my face in her again. I don't know whether it was my own sweat or her cascading juices? But my face was soaking. Claudette walked slowly across from the couch where Margherita and Angelina were now gorging on each other.

"Are you enjoying this, Are you ready for more, you fucking whore?" She asked. I was exhausted but

"Bring it on, How about you? How about I fuck You" I replied. She seemed surprised by my response.

"OK, why not." she replied. She lay on the bed, I eased her tits out from her corset and slowly licked and nibbled her solid nipples in a way that i liked mine to be dealt with.

I licked down her slit, her Labia already parted and glistening in her wetness. I came back up to face her, I looked into her eyes and kissed her. I don't know who's juices that she was tasting, It could have been her own, Angelina's or Chantelle's? However she responded to my kiss as I would have expected, our tongues exploring each other in an eager way! I positioned myself on top of her, I could feel my tits resting on hers and my mound pressing firmly into her. I started to thrust into her, she responded with her own thrusts.

"Fuck her Sue." Margherita shouted. I could smell nothing but sex in that moment, As I looked around there were girls eating pussy, others with dildos. This was so erotic and satisfying. I had enjoyed some epic days with the Ladies in our group back in Cheshire. But nothing as 'full on' as this.

"Yes, Yes Fuck me whore, Fuck me." Claudette shouted. I collapsed onto her as we both succumbed together. I think that was my fifth orgasm of the afternoon. I know that I enjoyed at least three more as the younger women took advantage of me..... I let them of course. I must have dozed off? I awoke with the door closing, I was in Margherita's arms, she was also naked now, I could feel her tits pressing into my back. This felt so good.

"Are you ok Sue?" She enquired.

"My cunt aches like fuck." I replied.

"But yes I feel good and satisfied, Thank you for bringing me here." I continued.

"We have to dress for dinner soon." Margherita said.

"Dinner?" I replied.

"Yes, we are eating with Claudette and her husband, he's the manager here in the hotel." She said.

I showered and put my Linen trousers and jumper on with flat shoes. I did not bother with any underwear, I just wanted to feel free and relaxed. We had a lovely meal accompanied by a couple of bottles of expensive wine! We cuddled together that night, just Margherita and Me.

"Home tomorrow." Margherita said.

"Yes, but I want to go to the Lingerie shop before we go to the station." I replied.

"What for?" Margherita enquired.

"The green basque on the manakin as you enter the shop, Steve will explode when he sees me in that." I said.

"I want to go to Leonidas for some chocolate to take home." Margherita said.

"Our Eurostar train back to London is at 12.56, so we will have time to go after breakfast." I replied.

Our train hurtled into the tunnel at Frethun (Calais), We shared another couple of Leffe Beers. We smiled at each other.

"What happened in Brussels, stays in Brussels." Margherita said.

"Of course." I replied.

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