The Old Vacant Hotel Ch. 25

The Old Vacant Hotel

Chapter 25 - Another Lunch with First Lieutenant Kim

Eight days ago, I met my muse Nguyet at a charming older guesthouse, which was vacant and being managed by the real-estate company she worked at, where we ended up indulging in a sweet but quite substantial urophilia session.

For a few months now, we were entangled in a rousing, ribald role-play, in which she was pretending to be a First Lieutenant at the Foreign Branch of the Ministry of the Interior, where she and a few other young ladies were trying to recruit bi- or trilingual people for a spy operation, using sex as an incentive.

My fabulous ex-colleague Mira from the Philippines had effortlessly slipped into the role of First Lieutenant Kim's eighteen-year-old stepdaughter Sachiko, from her Japanese husband's first marriage. I knew Hiroshi in real life, but he was a busy Vice Chair of the company where he worked with Nguyet, and so I hadn't seen him in a while. He was quite a sex fiend, who knew how to handle his Samurai sword with skill and panache.

However, it had become Sachiko's strong wish to engage in period sex, after she had watched her purported stepmom and me during the latter's last menstruation. Alas, our young menstruating lady wasn't feeling well this week, so that her stepmom, First Lieutenant Kim, suggested we meet just the two of us again.

Yes, last week had been awesome; I saw no reason why our bash this Thursday wouldn't turn out equally titillating. Knowing beforehand that we would - in one way or another - pee onto each other again wasn't quite as beguiling but then, urophilia was such a delicate and piquant pastime that some sort of agreement had to be reached beforehand, anyway.

At least, we didn't talk about Golden Showers directly, as we were finalizing the details of our tryst, although I was darn certain that my muse was envisioning a fairly similar encounter as the previous week. Which was fine with me, as I still remembered the gleeful, jaunty smile on her face during her pussy show, during which she had just let go to kick the party off.

Lieutenant Kim offered again to take care of the drinks and the food, but mentioned that the new sex robot of the division, which was played by our gorgeous young friend Sally, wouldn't be available this week. Just as Nguyet's husband Hiroshi, Sally had to go on frequent business trips, as she was an IT expert who had developed some special software for the company.

She's on a mission in Nha Trang, First Lieutenant Kim had added in her last message: But next week, she'll definitely be there. Perhaps, we would forge plans for the rendezvous with the new sex doll over lunch.

When I arrived at the older guesthouse, First Lieutenant Kim was sitting on her scooter, reading and writing something on her phone. But today, she had notched up her game a bit: Charmingly underscoring her role, she was wearing her uniform cap as well as a grey blouse with red-and-golden shoulder straps or epaulettes.

She had combined her silverish shirt with a navy-blue skirt and, if I hadn't known better, I would have thought that this ravishing petite MILF was indeed working for the armed forces. Or as a train conductor. Now, she grabbed her coat, which she placed on the dashboard of her older Honda, as she was done:

"Have you been waiting for long?" I asked her to begin our conversation.

"Oh, no... about five minutes. But I was about to go in to put the food and the drinks in the fridge," she told me, before she hopped off her scooter.

As we were walking through the semi-dark and relatively cool lobby on the ground floor, no one would have surmised that we were here to pee onto each other in fifteen minutes. And then, fuck. Profusely.

Or maybe, we weren't going to do exactly the same beguiling routine, as that wouldn't allow sensual tension to build up. Which Nguyet knew, of course. Anyway, going up the stairs, I admired the intricate play of her muscles under the light skin on her legs and already noticed a minor twitching in my cock.

It was a pity that I wasn't able to see her thighs, though, since she was still wearing her skirt. The dividing line between the larger front muscle and the smaller one in the back was nicely pronounced on her little thighs. Simply divine. Especially, as she was wearing her lovely black velour pumps.

The fact that First Lieutenant Kim had once more bought freshly squeezed juice told me, though, that she was in the mood for some piss play again. Yes, beer would render the urine smell less pleasant. She knew what she was doing.

So that we would be able to simply eat with our fingers, the ravishing young officer had bought Nem, which were fried rolls, filled with a puree of potato, carrot, onion as well as various herbs. She now placed the Nem on the same oval plate we had used the last time, while I filled our glasses with juice and ice.

Even before we sat down, my brain delivered some scenes of our last session here, when she had taken off her skirt and then enticed me with her densely hairy bush under her undies, before she took them off to turn the moment into a veritable pussy show, with her feet up on her seat. At the end of which she had peed between and on my feet, as I already said.

I didn't want to move, because it was such a great moment, the dazzling First Lieutenant had later given as her reason. Which probably had a lot of truth in it. And she knew how much I loved such sweet and ribald transgressions from cultural norms. But asking her to do the same now wouldn't have been right, of course. We could do better.

So, we kept eating, still dressed, during which I watched her fairly small bosom heaving under the grey fabric of her blouse. Her uniform cap was to my left, over on the other corner of the table. Of course, I asked myself where she had it from; I didn't think one could buy such items. Or did they sell such things in stores?

The piece probably belonged to a guy, as it was slightly too big for my muse. Wasn't her younger brother in the military? Of course, I couldn't ask, and so, we just toasted, after First Lieutenant Kim had put a bit more ice in our glasses:

"It's a shame that Sachiko isn't feeling well today," I bemoaned the obvious, even though I liked being here just with my muse, Sachiko's young purported stepmother.

"Yes... I asked her if she didn't want to meet you tomorrow or the day after, but she was pretty sure that her cramps wouldn't be over yet... next week, maybe."

"So, the math test went well?" I inquired, as it was one of the sidelines in our charming roleplay that eighteen-year-old Sachiko - who was already 27, in real life - could have intercourse with me if she passed her 12th grade end-of-the-term exams with flying colors.

"Yep. She got a 9.1," Sachiko's enthralling stepmom nodded with an impish smile, as she kept chewing.

"Ten was the maximum?" I double-checked to play along, looking again at First Lieutenant Kim's heaving modest bosom, under her silverish blouse.

Somehow, it didn't look at all as if the ravishing young officer wanted to take her clothes off any time soon, though. Which was fine, as that was what she had done the previous week; it would be good to switch and let the dynamics unfold in different ways, today.

After she had nodded to answer my question, she switched topics, however, right up to our favorite pastime:

"Mister Douglas, I've thought about it again... what we did the last time we were here together. I never thought that peeing before sex could be so... so refreshing, so cool... so sexy. I don't know how to put it..."

We could hear the bird chirping again, which was almost certainly in a cage, outside some neighbor's window. Just like last week.

"What made it so hot, Lieutenant, was that you put on quite a show, before and during," I chuckled, reminding my muse of her exhibitionist play, which she enjoyed like no one else I knew.

Apart from Sally, our new sex robot, perhaps. That First Lieutenant Kim had kept her blouse on during her pussy show had been the icing on the proverbial cake.

"You know how much it turns me on when I see your cultural and your wild, natural side together... it's so rare to see a cultivated woman, dressed spiffily, in a nice blouse and skirt... and then she reveals her massive bush under her skirt, without panties..." I sketched again what I found to be the hottest sight ever.

"Well, do you want me to do it again?" First Lieutenant Kim offered jauntily, as if she had just been waiting for the cue: "You could take off your pants, too, and show me your cock again," she then giggled and blushed, a lot like her teen stepdaughter.

"Well, we know why we're here together," we both laughed, before she got up to scoot over to the adjacent room again, where she had collected all 50 or so towels that the guesthouse had used over the last decade or so.

Funnily, this time, the stack she brought when she returned was even higher than the one the previous week, like eight or even ten towels, as if she was anticipating to pee profusely. Or perhaps, First Lieutenant Kim thought that we both would micturate upon each other now, right here at the table.

"Or, you start with your blouse, today?" I suggested somewhat surprisingly, even to myself: "You know how much I like your little titties..."

"True... otherwise, we'll only repeat what we did last time," First Lieutenant Kim concurred, before she began to unbutton her greyish uniform shirt.

Although that wouldn't have the same powerful effect, I still opened the buttons on my shirt as well, so that she could see my hairy chest. Which I knew she liked. While I was at it, I also decided to remove my shorts and underpants, and then I marveled at her spiffy burgundy bra, which had some lace, little flowers, and other ornaments around the cups.

The color not only matched her shirt but also her skirt exceedingly well. First Lieutenant Kim grinned, as she was taking her blouse off, looking wanton and licking her lips, ogling my pumping cock and the rest of my body. Her lovely bosom was heaving at a faster rate now, and she moved her chair closer to me, so that she could place her left hand on my inner thigh, while we would finish our meal.

Her burgundy bra looked super nice on her light skin, also matching her lips, while her shiny black hair and her dark almond eyes provided a wonderful contrast. Yes, Nguyet was probably the most beautiful woman I knew, while her alleged stepdaughter was a tad more outgoing and quirkier.

After my muse had played with my twitching noodle for a bit, she got up again to relieve herself of her skirt and underwear. In passing, she put on a little show again, before she stated the obvious:

"Well, for what we are about to do, Mister Douglas, we'd better be fully naked."

After she had draped her underwear over her blouse and skirt, on my clothes, over on the third chair, she adjusted the window, which had almost closed by itself. This quick in-between move offered me a chance to marvel at her dense pitch-black bush, which was fairly massive for such a petite and slender lady.

Across the table, she paused and grinned, knowing exactly what I was looking at, before she read something on her phone and then quickly replied, with her long pubic hair touching the edge of the table. As dense and long as the hairy triangle below her bellybutton was, I couldn't quite make out her pussy boat-hull, but I would get to see, smell, lick and touch it in less than five minutes, I was sure.

"So, here it is again: the pussy... the cunt that you love so much," First Lieutenant Kim chortled: "And I deliberately didn't use the restroom before I left my office," she added, clearly proud of her foresight, as she was spreading two towels on the floor, between my feet.

Well, this was like speed dating 2.0, but we both knew why we had met here again today and weren't in the mood to build up a proper arch of erotic tension. In many ways, it was too late for that now, anyway. And she knew that I relished crude words when they came from the beautiful mouth of a dazzling, cultivated woman, such as First Lieutenant Kim.

To illustrate her offer, she didn't sit down again but slid next to me, where her nano-black bush was now heaving twelve inches from my face. I had just perceived the first subtle wafts of her sourish warm pussy aroma, when she reached for my glass to take another sip, so that she could splash out from between her little light legs, from nether lips, in five minutes.

Meanwhile, my dick had developed nicely, here in the tropical heat, next to the open window, with the bird occasionally chirping. I noticed that I didn't need to pee yet and, in a few minutes, I wouldn't be able to, anyway. Which was fine, as the ravishing First Lieutenant now moved between my thighs to position the center of my universe right above my throbbing knob.

I reached for her slightly sagging, yet still wonderfully elastic and firm titties, which I then fondled, rubbing her stiff nipples with my thumbs. Eventually, I placed one hand directly on her snatch from below, after she had combed her pubic hair to the sides.

As short as she was, my glans had already touched her pubic hair a few times when she had bent her knees, which only added to the blood flow, of course. Since she knew how much I loved the gesture, Lieutenant Kim now pulled her labia apart, so that I could see her clit and the upper portion of dark-mauve vaginal vestibule, around the opening of her urethra.

"Are you ready?" she grinned but, before I could answer, she had already let go.

Aaaah, what a treat that was again! Moaning and groaning rapturously, I relished her little living room fountain, as it was dousing my cock as if she wanted to extinguish it. As wacky or weird as it might sound, having my muse urinate on my stiff, hot cock felt heavenly, and I also liked that this would prolong our foreplay.

But there wasn't just the sensation of her tepid libation hitting my skin - the fresh, flowery smell was equally enjoyable. As was the sensation of fondling her titties, whose nipples were about to burst. Twiddling them with my thumbs again, I was reminded of those wire doorstoppers that stick out from the wall behind, but then we suddenly heard someone holler in the courtyard:

"Mom! Mom!"

First, I simply chose to ignore Sachiko's pleading, as I had just taken my muse's left boob fully into my mouth, bending forward, twiddling her stiff rubbery nipple with my tongue, while my middle finger was playing with her clit and sliding in and out of her sticky moist sheath.

After Lieutenant Kim had enjoyed our tantalizing tenderness some more, she detached herself to scoot around the table. Then, she put her blouse back on to lean out of the window and talk to her purported stepdaughter. During which I was able to marvel at the black brush between her light girlish butt cheeks, under the hem of her silver blouse.

"Can I come up, mom?" the younger of the two ladies was asking now, of course.

Man, her little ass looks hot! I muttered quietly to myself. And the smell! As much as I loved Mira, now, I actually wanted to bury my nose between her stepmom's little ass cheeks and suck in all the messenger substances that I could get a hold of with my trembling nostrils. And then, lick her senseless. Before we would fuck. Profusely.

Right when I wondered if we shouldn't clean up beforehand, however, Lieutenant Kim told her stepdaughter:

"Honey, I'm here with... Mister Douglas."

"I know. That's why I'm here," the cheeky teen replied: "I'm feeling better. The cramps are gone... c'mon, please open the door downstairs!" Sachiko was pleading again.

They had prearranged that, hadn't they? Or maybe, not?

"Douglas, Sachiko is here. Do you want me to send her away?" First Lieutenant Kim asked me, since she had to: "Knowing her, Sachiko probably wants to have sex with you. Now. But she has her period..." Officer Kim hesitatingly summarized what was going on.

"Well, I'm sure your daughter would be terribly sore if you sent her away... and we've had sex together, the three of us," I reminded her, playing along in our charming, enthralling ruse.

In addition, Mira and I had been planning to have period sex for months now. And she was going to leave our small nondescript town for good in about six weeks. The period after the next, she would already have in Taiwan, where she had scored a decent job as an English teacher at an International School, joining her best friend, Carol, and her fiancé.

Would we have to scrap the peeing, though; now that Sachiko was here? Anyway, First Lieutenant Kim woke me up from my reveries, asking me to clean up quickly, while she would go downstairs, letting her stepdaughter in. I watched her putting her skirt back on - without underwear, which was a nice touch. The lower half of her pubic hair was still wet and glistening. Almost dripping.

Which was revoltingly hot. After First Lieutenant Kim had disappeared down the stairs, I wiped the floor and then took the towels with me in the shower, where I rinsed my midsection as well as the soiled cloth. On the way back, I saw six tall stacks with neatly folded towels - which I was sure we would soil all, over the following weeks.

Perhaps together with Mira and Sally. Back in the alcove, I wondered if I shouldn't put my pants back on, but before I could even reach for them, Lieutenant Kim and her ravishing stepdaughter were already back. Sachiko slapped her mouth with one hand when she saw my dangling heavy cock, which was still wet, after rinsing her stepmom's piss off.

Eventually, I decided to put my shirt back on, as that would cover my manhood as well, before I spread a fresh towel on my seat. The older of the two enticing ladies disappeared into the bathroom; as hot as it was to pee onto each other: the precious liquid wouldn't smell good for long, here in the tropical midday heat.

Sachiko was looking at her stepmom's snazzy burgundy underwear on the fourth chair but, strangely, didn't comment. I fetched a glass with ice and poured her some juice, during which I saw that my cock was peeking out from under and between the tails of my shirt, like a Satyr's. Which Sachiko noticed, of course.

And liked. Our purported teen wasn't wearing her uniform today - at 27, she probably didn't feel like driving around town dressed like a school girl, although no one would have batted an eyelid, as young as she looked. Instead, Mira was wearing a mauve-and-light blue-striped top with dark seams, which had white butterflies printed on the blue stripes.

Coincidentally, butterfly was the term the Vietnamese used to refer to pussy, and now I also noticed the grey cat on the front of Sachiko's shirt. The pussy had a kerchief tied around its head. Who came up with such bizarre designs?! Sachiko's dark short skirt was pretty tight, and - as I was looking at her midsection, anyway - I asked her if she was menstruating:

"Yep. I wasn't feeling well yesterday and this morning, but now, I'm much better. The cramps are suddenly gone," she smiled, showing off her braces - which did make her ten years younger.

Unfortunately, Sachiko had missed her stepmother pissing on my cock twenty minutes ago. She would have enjoyed the show, I was certain. But then, First Lieutenant Kim may not have done it in Sachiko's presence.

The former had returned and was now sitting again in the same spot as earlier. Knowing that the older of the two ladies was naked under her dark blue skirt, caused my cock to inflate itself - which Sachiko couldn't see, however, as she was perched across the table.

After First Lieutenant Kim had glanced at my pumping shaft for a few seconds, she had grown curious and asked her stepdaughter how she had known where we were. Instead of answering, however, the truculent teen got up and started to rummage through her backpack, perhaps to find a fresh Kotex pad.

As every mother would, the spiffy First Lieutenant now repeated her question more demandingly:

"You left your computer on," came Sachiko's impudent reply, before she nonchalantly sauntered over to the room across the hall whose door was open, where she presumed a bathroom to be.

"Oh, dear..." the Secret Service officer shook her head, disappointed about her breach of security: "Yes, the tab with which I can see where our agents are might still have been open..." she sighed.

Well, I wasn't in a position to admonish Lieutenant Kim for her faux pas and so, I just commented how clever the young generation obviously was with technology. Which admittedly was a tad corny, but it didn't matter, as my gorgeous petite muse now placed one of her chiseled, nicely arched feet on the seat of her chair, exposing her wild pussy in the semi-darkness under her skirt - now that Sachiko wasn't here for two minutes.

"First Lieutenant..." I gasped, panting like a dirty old man, before I pressed my shirt tails into my groins, so that my counterpart could see how well my cock was doing.

"What are we going to do now?" I asked more or less rhetorically, referring to Sachiko's sudden presence.

As much as I loved her, I had set my mind on peeing with and on my muse. The way she was seated: with her pussy glancing at me from under her skirt, I conceived the idea of pissing under her skirt, without changing positions - after which we would undress and take a quick shower. I knew she had some extra clothes here, in one of the rooms.

After which I would lick my muse senseless, sucking all the messenger substances off her fragrant skin, before I would drive my shaft between her dark labia and up her wet mauve sheath. And then bang her heartily. I sighed once more, looking at the moist carp's mouth under Lieutenant Kim's pitch-black curls under her skirt but when Sachiko reappeared, I felt instantly nauseous:

Oh, man, how hot she was: the enthralling young lady was now standing near the table, holding her bra and skirt in one hand. The hottest item was her nano-black underwear, however, which reminded me of the upper sixth of pantyhose: super-stretchy and about seven inches high on the sides, as the piece was, amplifying her flawless form.

There was also some lace at the bottom, near her pussy on her thighs, and both her stepmother and I were speechless how beautiful our youngest was:

"Why are you looking at me like that?!" the insolent teen instantly challenged us, though; instead of basking in the warm attention.

"You're stunningly beautiful," I sighed, before I lit a ciggy and poured some water in my glass.

I couldn't drink more than a few ounces of juice. Meanwhile, Sachiko had sat down again, refusing to show off her enticing midsection, where I indeed had spotted a Kotex pad a minute ago. Normally, if she was wearing tight underwear, one could make out Mira's elegant pussy, which always reminded me of the hull of a toy boat, under her panties.

"Honey, you're dazzling," I wheezed, explain why we had stared at her for thirty seconds earlier.

Well, how would we manage to find a charming transition into our loin twirl now? Sure, we could just clap our hands, get up, and state Let's fuck! but all three of us had come to the conclusion over the last several years that there were better ways to transition into the most rousing human activity.

I recalled that we had heard the toilet flush five minutes ago, so Sachiko probably wouldn't pee on my cock. Drinking from her living room fountain while she was menstruating would have been over the top, however, wouldn't it?

"Has Mister Douglas banged you already?" Sachiko asked her mom now, out of the blue.

With a lovely, broad mischievous grin on her face.

"No. You interrupted us," her stepmom reminded her.

"I know. I'm sorry. But since I felt better, all of a sudden... I didn't know if Mister Douglas would have time tomorrow... but then, my period might be over. I really wanna do it once, while I'm bleeding," she reminded us, in turn: "Ever since I watched you two a few weeks back..."

Bleeding. Lieutenant Kim didn't respond to her daughter's forging of plans but, instead, inquired again how she had known where we were:

"Well, you told me that Mister Douglas has nano-particles in his body, which allow you to determine where he is, using GPS or something," she explained kinda stiltedly: "I saw it on the map, on your computer."

First Lieutenant Kim had placed her foot down on the tiles again but now, she opened her legs more and pulled her skirt back - hidden from Sachiko's lively eyes, though, as she was sitting at the other side of the table again. I could see a few long, pitch-black hairs sticking out from under the hem of her skirt, which was another revoltingly hot moment, of course.

Oh, yes: She knew what she was doing. While I was reminded of the beginning of our affair, seven years back, Lieutenant Kim opened two buttons on her blouse, so that I could peek inside and marvel at her slightly sagging, yet still firm and nicely elastic boobs.

Sensing that we could do even better, she rearranged the shirttails a bit now, while looking at my throbbing, half-stiff cock, so that I could see the dark areola of her light right boob, inside her shirt. Completely mesmerized, I kept staring at her heaving small fruit with its circles of blisters under the darker patch of skin.

All three of us were already breathing audibly, as the erotic tension around the table here in the alcove was difficult to bear. As if being pulled on strings, Sachiko now got up and placed herself between us, facing her young stepmother. Man, did her little butt look hot in her stretchy, nano-black pantyhose-like underwear!

The two of them had talked about school for the last two minutes, but now silence ensued again, which was only interrupted by our collective heavy breathing. I grabbed Sachiko's narrow hips to pull her a bit closer but then, our youngest asked her mom if she couldn't open her blouse completely:

"I wanna see your boobs," she requested quietly, as I was fondling her firm young butt cheeks, which had grown a bit over the last two years.

While I was at it, I tickled her sphincter and placed my hand between her legs, on her Kotex pad, before I let my middle finger slip under the stretchy lacy fabric on her leg.

"This feels nice," Sachiko remarked with a warm smile, after she had turned her head and was now looking down on me, over her shoulder.

Her stepmother waited until Sachiko had turned her head back again but now, she opened her blouse like a theater curtain. Her breasts emerged, and I heard solemn church bells in the distance. And the bird in the cage again, outside some neighbor's window.

Looking at my muse's naked chest, Sachiko sighed as if she was relieved, while I reached around our youngest to caress her naked belly under her shirt. Since I knew that she wasn't wearing her bra anymore, my hand then crawled upward, until it arrived her flat, disc-like boobs, while Sachiko reached for her stepmom's breast with one hand.

"Oooaar, they are so nice!" she exclaimed, as she was tenderly playing with her friend's boob.

Somehow, Sachiko's stiff, pumping nipple had ended up between the upper digits of my index and middle finger, and my thumb was rubbing the sweet flesh around Sachiko's small pink areola, while I was still watching her hand fondle her purported stepmom's breast.

Eventually, I took my paw out from under Sachiko's shirt, though, to pull her enticing undies down. As her light girlish butt cheeks were slowly emerging, I decided to park the piece just below her cheeks, where the elastic waistband then squeezed her young flesh nicely.

Down there, in the semi-darkness, I could make out the Kotex pad, which seemed to have traces of blood and tissue on it. Tenderly, my fingers reached for Sachiko's young puckering anus, before I let them travel down a bit further. I perceived mild wafts of slightly sourish and metallic scents, which also smelled a bit fruity - as was to be expected.

Eventually, I pried her marvelous butt cheeks further apart to be able to admire Sachiko's light rosette, which wasn't serrated at all and reminded me of a raw octopus ring. Curious, Lieutenant Kim moved her chair next to mine to be able to see what I was looking at:

"You've interrupted us," the stepmother told her daughter, as if she wanted to apologize for her bold move: "But I was ovulating yesterday, so Mister Douglas couldn't have come inside me, anyway," she explained why it was handy that Sachiko was here, wanting to get banged during her period.

"Well, he can come inside... my pussy," Sachiko reminded her stunning stepmother, who grinned at me, after she had watched my fingers exploring Sachiko's short perineum, which only had very few hairs on it.

"And the two of you did it last week," Sachiko added, enjoying my tender caresses on her juicy unctuous peach and sphincter.

My middle finger was red by now, but the blood and tissue proved yet again how suitable they were as lubricant.

"Sachiko, you have a marvelous little butt," I complimented her.

Her stepmom concurred, nodding with pursed lips.

"Hey, let's undress and then go over to the room," I eventually suggested, as my cock had been stiff for a few minutes now, ready for action.

And to burst.

"But you gotta wash your hands, before we start!" Lieutenant Kim reminded me, chuckling, after I had pulled my hand out from between Sachiko's young legs.

I smelled my finger, since the ladies were probably expecting that move, but we wouldn't make a bigger deal out of it. Sachiko took off her awesome undies, removing the Kotex pad in the process, for which she then procured a small plastic bag from her backpack.

"Have you had lunch?" Lieutenant Kim asked her stepdaughter a rather motherly question, as she was undressing, too.

Sachiko cheekily reached for my throbbing cock, before she deigned to reply that she would go and eat something in town, after we're done.

"You could do it again, then..." she giggled, appearing proud of her plan, before she quickly went to the bathroom again to refresh, presumably.

My muse lay down on the bed without further ado, with her feet still on the floor, so that I could kneel on a pillow between her legs and lick her. As I was grabbing the cushion, I marveled again at that awesome dividing line between the larger front muscle on her thighs and the small one in the back.

Yes, Nguyet's light MILF legs were short but slightly muscular, while the cross section was nicely oval. After I had gotten in position on the floor, I combed her long pubic hair to the sides but then dived right in. Licking and sucking, I soon was reveling in her sourish juices - until Sachiko joined me to watch.

I paused so that she could get a good view of her stepmother's wild, succulent pussy, but then circled the tender mauve flesh around the opening of her urethra with the tip of my tongue. Had she not peed onto me outside earlier, in the alcove, she could have done so now, but I knew she wasn't going to.

"Can I have a go now?" Sachiko asked, smiling impishly, after a few more rounds with my tongue on First Lieutenant Kim's juicy vaginal vestibule.

"Sure, but move up, onto the mattress, perhaps..." I suggested, since my cock needed her unctuous sheath to cool off and relieve itself.

Briefly, I wondered if I actually wanted our youngest to disappear after the first fuck, but I didn't think that was going to happen, anyway. So, I didn't say anything to not disturb our beguiling, tantalizing play.

After the two ladies had rearranged themselves, I still watched for a bit how Sachiko was approaching her stepmom's lap with her mouth, but then the urge to lick her young perfect ass and then shove my cock into the teen's guava jam superseded my wish to witness the tender cunnilingus between my two favorite ladies.

Now with my hands on Sachiko's swaying hips and butt - with my knees still on the floor - I languidly leaned forward, placing my nose directly over her young rosette. Licking her perineum as well as the juicy peach below, I naturally realized that she smelled and tasted different today but overall, her aroma was pleasant and fresh.

Oh, yes: I wouldn't want to do that every month, but it clearly added to our realm of experiences. And, like I said, this was our penultimate chance - and the ultimate proof of how much I loved Mira. Sucking in more of the fruity and metallic notes, I noticed how fervently Sachiko was licking her alleged stepmother's pussy.

Lieutenant Kim was already moaning nicely, when I finally moved up on the bed to plug Sachiko's succulent entrance with my throbbing knob. I had wondered if I shouldn't lie down on my back and push my head directly under Sachiko's menstruating snatch, but she had turned her head at some point to ask me impatiently what I was waiting for.

Her C'mon, Douglas! had sounded so decidedly horny and full of yearning that I actually hurried to lower my ass onto my heels behind hers, before I heartily pulled her sheath onto my shaft like the dentist puts on a rubber glove. Still holding her narrow hips, I matched my fervent thrusts with movements of my hands - and off we were.

Oh, yes: her unctuous sheath was the bee's knees. Naturally lubricated, as her birth canal was today, we found our rhythm in no time, and I soon realized that I was all the way up inside Sachiko, which curiously elicited gut-wrenching moans and groans from both of the ladies, which were interspersed with cute little coos and excited a-has.

Of course, I was hollering, too, quite far up toward the apex of today's tryst and thrust. Our liquids were seething and sizzling, foaming and burbling, inside and on the surface. Sachiko was still eating out her stepmom's mesmerizing snatch, which was the first time in our current role-play.

Of course, I couldn't really see it, as Sachiko's head was in between, but it sounded as if Lieutenant Kim kept squirting from time to time, which didn't deter our youngest. To the contrary, she was chewing more and more ferociously on her slightly older friend's labia, as if she wanted to take a large bite and gobble the flesh down.

Yes, from the beginning over in the alcove, our rendezvous had developed into a veritable session. Our bodies were writhing and convulsing, while the aroused, rapturous sounds were reverberating off the walls and the ceiling. I finally realized that this was the first real period sex with Mira; only once we had tried, but that had been on the last day on which only a trickle of guava jam had been left.

Just when I felt the characteristic prickling and tickling that announced the impending climax, the ladies wanted to rearrange themselves. First Lieutenant Kim didn't state it explicitly, but she was perhaps keen on licking her stepdaughter's menstruating snatch. Or, at least, take a closer look, before she would be gone for good in six weeks.

Somehow, my muse ended up sitting next to me on the edge of the bed, which prompted Sachiko to stand directly in front of us. Her little light belly was heaving, as aroused as she was, but now we finally had a good chance to admire her elegant pussy boat-hull, which naturally was smeared reddish.

We could see that the young lady was exceedingly proud: how beautiful she was and how much we adored her. I, in turn, was glad that she wasn't bashful or ashamed of the natural functions of her body. Her hazelnut outer labia under her sparse pubic hair, smeared with the mauve concoction, was a sight I would never forget.

Lieutenant Kim couldn't help but touch her stepdaughter's young labia, before her middle finger slid into the guava jam that kept oozing out from Sachiko's heavenly cleft. Like an artist, she playfully smeared the divine libation onto Sachiko's groins and around her long clit.

Sachiko had begun to dreamily play with a strand of her stepmom's hair, while I was more or less just watching, completely mesmerized.

"I like that you don't mind..." Sachiko murmured, half in trance, looking at the reddish veneer on my throbbing cock, while Lieutenant Kim was still exploring her younger friend's pussy.

What would be the hottest thing to do now? I was asking myself: Would Nguyet suck my cock with traces of Sachiko's uterus lining and blood on it? No, instead, she slid on the floor, where she then began to peck the parchment skin next the edge of Sachiko's bush, under which we could see a few blueish blood vessels.

Maybe, she wasn't going to go all in, but it surely was an endearing and incredibly hot scene. Lieutenant Kim still had one hand between Sachiko's young perfect legs, as she was now sucking countless messenger substance molecules through her quivering nostrils, off Sachiko's sparse brownish pubic mound.

In the end, we concluded that it would be best if Sachiko simply sat down on my throbbing cock. So, she locked her hands on my neck and then her stepmom helped my rod find its way. After a bit of wiggling and gyrating, my shaft had disappeared inside her gloriously lubricated sheath again, and then I supported her bobbing with my hands on her young butt.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to reach Sachiko's flat, disc-like breasts with my mouth, the way we were positioned, but her stepmom got up to feed us hers, as if she was able to read my mind. Watching Sachiko suck her alleged stepmom's boob while riding my cock, I realized again how happy she was. We were.

She hadn't explicitly stated it, but I knew that many women were decidedly horny during their period - which was probably true for Mira as well. And yes, finally we had achieved what we had talked about so many times in the recent past. So, when my muse fed me her boob again, I simply closed my eyes to listen to the excited chorus of aroused squeals and squeaks.

When I finally came inside Sachiko's unctuous mauve sheath, I roared up at the ceiling, envisioning the white elixir mixing with the reddish-purplish concoction inside the lower end of Sachiko's enthralling torso, before my mouth snapped at and enwrapped Lieutenant Kim's rubbery boob again.

Of course, Sachiko stopped bobbing her divine little butt, as she was now receiving the load she had been craving for so long. Exhausted, all three of us were panting ferociously, but then Sachiko suddenly began to pee again; with my cock still inside her. She looked at me bashfully, as if she wanted to apologize but, of course, she knew how much I relished such mild and charming transgressions.

Now, her stepmom had noticed, too, and we all burst out laughing:

"I know you do that with mom sometimes," Sachiko told me, and I placed one hand on her cheek to comfort her.

My muse quickly disappeared to wash her hands in the bathroom, before she rushed to the other guestroom across the hall to fetch two more towels to soak up the charming and sweet mess Sachiko had produced. The latter had gotten off my lap in the meantime, and now she was presenting us her enticing young body again.

Looking at her dripping snatch, I laughed: "I gotta go, too."

For a moment, I decidedly looked as if we all wanted that I would just let go here, sitting on the edge of the bed, but then Sachiko grabbed my hand to pull me into the shower, instead, where she instantly kneeled down in front of me.

"I want you to pee on me," she chuckled: "It's okay here, in the shower. We'll wash ourselves right afterward," she added.

When the jet had properly formed, First Lieutenant Kim gently reached for my right hand, which she then placed between her legs, where I felt that she was micturating, too. Grinning impishly, we concluded our little debauchery, but then I reminded her of what she had told me the previous week:

"I actually wanted you to sit on my face while you're peeing. And then I let go as well. Like you sometimes do with your husband, Sachiko's dad," I laughed.

"Yeah, but not when Sachiko's here," First Lieutenant Kim reminded me, in turn: "Actually, you shouldn't have brought it up now," she gently admonished me.

Sachiko burst out laughing, of course, as this whole ruse was so outlandish and outrageous: "That's what you do with dad, mom?!" she asked incredulously.

She had gotten up in the meantime, and now we were washing each other tenderly.

"Yes, we do. Why, Mister Douglas, did you mention that in front of Sachiko?" she scolded me again, before she almost promised that we would try to arrange that depraved little scene the following week: "If Sachiko isn't there," she added.

"But I really wanna see that... with Mister Douglas. Not dad, of course," our youngest giggled, grinning mischievously, while I was soaping her elegant menstruating pussy boat-hull and my muse was taking care of my reddish noodle.

"Well, next week, we need to teach the new sex doll table manners," First Lieutenant Kim reminded me.

"Can she pee as well?" I instantly inquired, of course.

After the rakish First Lieutenant had nodded, I had to ask if she menstruated as well:

"No, not that. But the peeing function we have never tested," our spiffy Secret Service officer whetted my appetite.

Before our beguiling, amusing ruse would slip and slide into sheer slapstick, we turned off the water and stepped outside, where we grabbed dry fresh towels off the bed. Back in the alcove, none of us was in a hurry to get dressed; instead, we refilled our glasses and drank.

"Mom, that new sex doll can pee?!" Sachiko double-checked to keep the ball rolling for another minute or two.

"Yes, your dad specifically ordered that extra," First Lieutenant Kim remembered, before she reached for her hot burgundy underwear, which prompted Sachiko to glue a new Kotex pad in a fresh pair of panties she had brought.

Before she put them on though, she stepped right in front of me again, so that I could say goodbye to her divine little boat hull.

"Your pussy is really beautiful," I murmured, as I couldn't think of anything more original, tenderly caressing her hazelnut-brown outer labia.

"Can't we do it together again next week, with the new robot?" Sachiko asked, as she was stepping into her fresh undies.

Her cleft was already shimmering reddish again, if I wasn't mistaken.