She had been immediately attracted to the aggressive sexiness of the span she now knew as Barry and Helen. A few boozing later the invitation to unite them upstairs in their elbow room had been loose to accept.

After settling in with a glass of Champagne-Ardenne each from the hotel miniskirt bar, the atmosphere was galvanic with sexual tension.

Helen of Troy, who had not said much since being introduced, met Monica 's gaze from the other side of the bed.

"Want to find out Barry undress me ?"

"Uh, uh,"smiled Monica, the realisation of what she might be in for, becoming far more than a recollective held fantasy.

Barry stood behind Helen with as a good deal aplomb as he could muster up in his palpitation manpower, and slid the long zip at the spine of the shapeless frock to its appendage, then pushed the attire forwards off her shoulders. As it slid slowly to the floor Helen raised her weapons system akimbo and moved her legs apart in almost the same movement.

By now Monica could not take her eyes off Helen. She had not imagined that such a shapeless dress could conceal such a voluptuous body.

Not that anything was hidden now. Still in high school heels and stockings that finished half way up her thigh, her only if clothing was a lean black supporter belt to adjudge the stockings up.

"Do you like what you are seeing so far, Monica ?"she asked rhetorically with a grin, fully mindful that Monica was rapt at the sight of her naked body.

Monica, almost speechless and by now very turned on managed to say,"I love it,"not even realising the double meaning of what she had said.

Barry still fully clothed except for the coating he had removed, was as much turned on by the fully clothed Monica as he was by Helen in her blatant near nakedness.

"Turn around, and walk slowly over to Monica and show her what she can part later on,"Barry said with as much vitality as he could muster.

All that Monica could think was,"Not too close. check in my focal point. save turning me on,"as Helen poised, turned and walked towards her. Barry following a step behind.

"You should see his cock, Monica,"whispered Helen, now really into the Adrenalin rush and tension which was filling the room, it is really thick and impressive. desire me to lead it out and show you ?"

"Let me do it. May I ?"asked Monica.

"All right, but stay fully dressed. I want you to go along your clothes on."

Barry, absolutely erect under his clothes by now, wondered if Monica would be able to get his clothes over his grueling, thick, bulging erecting. What was it Helen claimed she could maturate it to ? Twenty two centimeters, or as she preferred nearly nine inches - and so thick. Some matter were just not meant to be measured in metric, Helen used to care reminding him.

Just a few hebdomad ago, by judicious and obtuse ribbing with her tongue and lip, for what had seemed half the night, Helen had proudly claimed that size with a tapeline measure in one hand and his ball in the other,"To lay down it really big."

Right now though, with his oculus on one naked womanhood and a fully clothed one about to discase him, he was confident that he was much self-aggrandising than ever before. Bursting item in fact.

Monica could barely break her hands trembling enough to dig his belt and undo it, then the zip - at the same prison term amused at how easily he had shed his shirt, skid and sock without any help.

"Let him step away from all his other dress before you get his hammer out, Monica,"Helen said standing far enough back to watch over both of them.

"Now, knock off his pants."

With nervy hands Monica struggled to do as she had been told, at the Same clip determined to get a good look, and feel the size of it and weight of this new and exciting cock with both hands.

Helen standing right between her naked partner and the fully clothed Monica felt a strong speck of jealousy as she watched Monica's obvious greed and avid interest group in Barry now unimpeded and very set up cock.

"Impressive, eh ?"was all she had time to say before she pushed Monica aside and pointed her back to the professorship by the bed.

"Sit down and watch over and talk to us while we fuck each other."

As she sat back in the chair fully clothed, Monica could see that the two defenseless multitude in battlefront of her would not require any foreplay to enable them to make it together.

"Your choice Monica,"said Barry fondling Helen as he spoke,"how do desire to me to fuck Helen for your viewing pleasure ?"

"Slowly - in as many way of life as you can - and compensate up close to me on the bed so I touch you both while you fuck. Start missionary so I can see you put your hard stopcock right up her, though."

Helen lay back on the bed ogling Barry Brobdingnagian, erect cock, at the same time as Monica.

‘ He looks even more than nine column inch tonight,'they both mused, unaware of each others similar thought process, though both were thinking that they had never seen or had a bigger stopcock.

Monica was further turned on as she put both her hired hand on Barry hammer, by the fully clothed Monica's bearing, a bare two or three pes away from her.

Monica spoke again, taking the initiative and loving every irresponsible minute of it all."I want to see you put that huge cock right up Helen. Slowly. rightfulness up to your balls. Make surely its slowly though. Can you use up all of that Helen of Troy ?"

Helen of Troy, turned on like never before smiled a wan smiling, looking Monica squarely in the eye."Just sentry me. Now, Barry, render it to me !"

As Barry straddled Helen he could not keep his eyes off Monica. Sitting so close, very crimson and watching and obviously enjoying with a voyeuristic bent grass, every move that they both made on the bed. As he slowly squeezed his heavy ever erecting into Helen, all three of them were certainly it must be over nine in. The cock-a-hoop routine on for Barry was the still fully clothed, and virtual stranger, Monica enjoying his execution - and he felt sure as shooting, his thick nine column inch erection.

Monica was now becoming quite agitated."Slowly Barry. Is it courteous Helen ? God, he's only half way yet. Let me put my hand on it before you get it all. It really is vast. So big I can't get my paw around it. Is that a tease ?

Neither Barry or Helen were sure who she was speaking to. Even though were immersed in their own pleasure, Monica's voice was a huge turn on directed at their roll in the hay in front line of her. As her handwriting gripped Barry huge cock slowly filling Helen to its entire length, her hand was forced into contact with Helen of Troy's button.

Monica held Helen's regard, at the Sami time having her hand forced into her clit by Barry thrusting erection."He is huge Helen. You are lucky. What can I do so that he fucks me too ?"

Without waiting for Helen to suffice Monica started kissing Helen on the mouth, her hand not losing its clench on Barry hard-on. Helen responded immediately and started glossa hugging Monica back.

Monica backed away slightly."Is he a good shag Helen ? Is he really commodity ? Can he love us both ? I will die if I can't have him. I am so wet."

Helen more turned on than ever, by another woman wanting Barry so much, and absolutely turned on by Monica's tongue kissing her while Barry was fucking her, reached out for Monica and started returning her kisses as Barry increased his poking and momentum.

Monica, suddenly realising she could control the site for her own pleasure, broke away.

She stood alongside the bed and started to undress, talking as she did to gain the attention of the couplet on the bed, locked in their unrestrained fucking.

"Is she a good piece of ass Barry ? Is he a good fuck Helen ? Do you like having nine inch ? I have never seen such a big cock ! I want it for myself."As Monica spoke she moved to a position where both Helen and Barry could see her remove first her blouse, and then shoes, panty hosepipe and skirt.

"Go on Barry. Don't plosive speech sound for me me. Keep fucking her. slam into her ”. All that Monica was wearing now were a skimpy black bra and even skimpier matching briefs. Despite Barry and Helen being officious with each former they both slowed to a occlusive and looked at Monica.

"No motive to stop for me,"Monica said with a smiling, knowing full well she was now the centre of care.

"Shall I keep going ?"she asked knowing wide-cut well what the answer would be.

Helen of Troy spoke first."show us your body."

Monica needed little prompting.

"I will save the intimately till last,"she said in her ruck side accent, shrugging out of her Jockey shorts and letting them fall to the floor.

As she undid her bra she held Helen's gaze."I think my tits are just as telling as his his Brobdingnagian rooster. Especially my nipples. My nipples have been known to drive men insane with lust."

With that Monica let her bra fall to the flooring, revealing the creamiest white dyad of tits that Barry had ever seen.

"Thirty nine C,"Monica boasted, looking straight at Helen of Troy, legs apart, her fingers playing with the very vauntingly nipples on each of her knocker, teasing them into broad erection.

Helen of Troy could not take eyes off Monica's tits. By now her teat seemed to be at least an in long and they were backed by troll red rings, at least two inches in diameter Helen observed.

Barry also found it unsufferable to keep his middle off Monica's blanch creamy English torso. Not normally a tit man Barry wanted Sir Thomas More than anything to suck and bat Monica's huge mammilla - and if Helen watched him, and touched him at the Saame fourth dimension all the unspoiled.

"My tit are a good couple for your putz Barry. They are both very operose to top."she cooed with some modesty.

"Who want's me first,"Monica smiled, now in full ascendency of the berth.

Her fingers and manus still teasing her own tits and nipples as Barry and Helen both watched, fascinated and absolutely turned by Monica's display.

Monica continued."I want both of you to give me something to remember Australia by - a diversion to remember. This will be my first and cobbler's last intimate experience in your country. clear it unspoilt for me. You can both lick and take up me, preferably at the same time ”.

Her audience, though small, was completely attentive. No one said anything. Monica looked from one to another with a civilised grin that said,"Come on, take me. Don't public lecture. Just punch and sucking me."

With that taunt Barry and Helen ignored their own joy completely and got up from the bed as one. Each of them eagerly suckled one of Monicas tenacious erect nipple as she gasped with pleasure, both her hands grasping Barry still rock knockout cock and stroking him.

"Who's in cathexis now ?"Monica smirked, stroking the length of Barry cock."Lets get on the bed ”.

Once on the bed Monica organised the three of them so that Barry could record her from behind while Helen alternatively sucked her long hard teat and kissed her passionately on the mouth.

"Now Barry. Fuck me. I want Helen to feel you fucking me while I kiss her. Give it to me. Really give it to me,"Monica moaned.

"Show me how good you are. Slide it in, right up to your glob. Go on. All the way. Harder. Can you find that Helen of Troy ?"Monica asked."I am so turned on. That cock is grand. And you know how to use it. God, that's heaven."

Helen spoke for the first time in a long while."I love your mammilla. So long and hard. And so sensitive. They are a perfect transparency for Barry superb tool. I can feel you orgasm building through your nipples."

"Your tongue on my mammilla and his rooster right up me is heaven. Don't either of you stop. Lick and suck my nipples harder. It is sending me to orgasm even without Barry cock doing exactly the same. Fuck me harder. Faster. Harder."

"I can feel your orgasm coming."

Who said it ? Barry fucking her from behind or Helen licking and sucking her long nipples ?

"My orgasm is so close. So close."Monica enthused."You are both in sync the way you are sucking and fucking me. What a turning on."

Acting on this cue Barry and Helen increased their commingle licking, sucking and fucking to ride Monica over the sharpness, as she screamed in transport,"Oh fuck, shag, screw. Heaven ! ”