She had been immediately attracted to the aggressive amorousness of the couple she now knew as Barry and Helen. A few drinkable later the invitation to link them upstairs in their room had been easy to accept.

After settling in with a chalk of champagne each from the hotel mini bar, the atmosphere was galvanising with sexual tension.

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

"Want to watch Barry undress me ?"

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

Barry stood behind Helen of Troy with as much aplomb as he could muster in his quiver manus, and slid the long zip at the backrest of the shapeless wearing apparel to its extremity, then pushed the dress forwards off her shoulder. As it slid slowly to the trading floor Helen raised her branch akimbo and moved her branch 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 hide such a luxurious physical structure.

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

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

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

Barry still fully clothed except for the coat 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 share later on,"Barry said with as a great deal verve as he could muster.

All that Monica could think was,"Not too close. arrest in my focusing. keep on turning me on,"as Helen of Troy poised, turned and walked towards her. Barry following a pace behind.

"You should see his cock, Monica,"whispered Helen, now really into the epinephrine thrill and tautness which was filling the room, it is really thickset and impressive. Want me to take it out and register you ?"

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

"All right, but detain fully dressed. I want you to keep your clothes on."

Barry, absolutely erect under his apparel by now, wondered if Monica would be able to get his wearing apparel over his lowering, thick, bulging erection. What was it Helen claimed she could develop it to ? Twenty two centimetre, or as she preferred nearly nine inch - and so thick. Some things were just not meant to be measured in metric, Helen used to care reminding him.

Just a few weeks ago, by heady and easy tantalization with her knife and sassing, for what had seemed half the nighttime, Helen had proudly claimed that size with a magnetic tape standard in one paw and his balls in the former,"To puddle it really big."

right hand now though, with his middle on one au naturel woman and a fully clothed one about to strip him, he was surefooted that he was much boastful than ever before. Bursting point in time in fact.

Monica could barely stop her manus trembling enough to hold on his belt and undo it, then the zip - at the same fourth dimension amused at how easily he had shed his shirt, shoes and socks without any help.

"Let him step away from all his early clothes before you get his cock out, Monica,"Helen said standing far enough back to observe both of them.

"Now, cast his pants."

With nervy men Monica struggled to do as she had been told, at the same time determined to get a good feeling, and feel the size and free weight of this new and exciting cock with both hands.

Helen standing right between her au naturel partner and the fully clothed Monica felt a strong tinge of jealousy as she watched Monica's obvious avarice and avid interest in Barry now unimpeded and very erect cock.

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

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

As she sat back in the death chair fully clothed, Monica could see that the two naked masses in nominal head of her would not require any stimulation to enable them to make it together.

"Your choice Monica,"said Barry fondling Helen of Troy as he spoke,"how do want to me to sleep with Helen for your viewing pleasance ?"

"Slowly - in as many ways as you can - and right up close to me on the bed so I touch you both while you fuck. outset missionary so I can see you put your severely cock right up her, though."

Helen of Troy lay back on the bed ogling Barry huge, upright cock, at the same metre as Monica.

‘ He looks even more than than nine in tonight,'they both mused, unaware of each others similar thoughts, though both were thinking that they had never seen or had a bigger cock.

Monica was further turned on as she put both her bridge player on Barry dick, by the fully clothed Monica's bearing, a mere two or three feet away from her.

Monica spoke again, taking the initiative and loving every irresponsible minute of arc of it all."I want to see you put that huge cock right up Helen. Slowly. Right up to your formal. make sure its slowly though. Can you contract all of that Helen of Troy ?"

Helen, turned on like never before smiled a wan smile, looking Monica squarely in the eye."Just watch me. Now, Barry, pass it to me !"

As Barry straddled Helen he could not keep his eyes off Monica. Sitting so close, very flushed and watching and obviously enjoying with a voyeuristic bent, every move that they both made on the bed. As he slowly squeezed his biggest ever erection into Helen, all three of them were sure it must be over nine column inch. The biggest turn on for Barry was the still fully clothed, and virtual unknown, Monica enjoying his carrying out - and he felt sure, his thick-skulled nine inch erection.

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

Neither Barry or Helen were sure who she was speaking to. Even though were immersed in their own delight, Monica's articulation was a huge act on directed at their fucking in front of her. As her hand gripped Barry huge putz slowly filling Helen to its entire distance, her helping hand was forced into impinging with Helen's clit.

Monica held Helen's gaze, at the like time having her mitt forced into her clitoris by Barry thrusting erecting."He is huge Helen. You are lucky. What can I do so that he fucks me too ?"

Without waiting for Helen of Troy to reply Monica started kissing Helen on the rima oris, her hand not losing its grip on Barry erection. Helen of Troy responded immediately and started tongue caressing Monica back.

Monica backed away slightly."Is he a skilful piece of ass Helen ? Is he really respectable ? Can he fuck us both ? I will die if I can't have him. I am so wet."

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

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

She stood alongside the bed and started to disrobe, talking as she did to gain the attention of the match on the bed, locked in their frantic fucking.

"Is she a unspoiled nooky Barry ? Is he a adept shtup Helen ? Do you like having nine in ? I have never seen such a big cock ! I want it for myself."As Monica spoke she moved to a placement where both Helen and Barry could see her remove first her blouse, and then shoes, step-in hosepipe and skirt.

"Go on Barry. Don't stop for me me. keep on fucking her. barb into her ”. All that Monica was wearing now were a lean black bra and even skimpier matching brief. Despite Barry and Helen being busy with each other they both slowed to a full point and looked at Monica.

"No pauperization to stop for me,"Monica said with a smile, knowing full well she was now the Centre of attention.

"Shall I keep going ?"she asked knowing full phase of the moon well what the result would be.

Helen spoke first."Show us your body."

Monica needed small prompting.

"I will relieve the skillful till last,"she said in her ruck side accent, shrugging out of her briefs and letting them diminish to the floor.

As she undid her bra she held Helen's regard."I think my nipple are just as impressive as his his huge cock. Especially my nipples. My mamilla have been known to aim men insane with lust."

With that Monica let her bra fall to the floor, revealing the creamiest albumen pair of tits that Barry had ever seen.

"XXX nine C,"Monica boasted, looking straight at Helen, legs apart, her digit playing with the very large pap on each of her tit, teasing them into full erection.

Helen of Troy could not take eyes off Monica's mamilla. By now her mammilla seemed to be at to the lowest degree an inch long and they were backed by round red rings, at least two in in diameter Helen observed.

Barry also found it impossible to keep his heart off Monica's pale creamy English organic structure. Not normally a tit man Barry wanted more than anything to suck and lick Monica's huge nipples - and if Helen watched him, and touched him at the same metre all the better.

"My pap are a dependable compeer for your rooster Barry. They are both very hard to top."she cooed with some modesty.

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

Her digit and bridge player still teasing her own teat and nipples as Barry and Helen both watched, fascinated and absolutely turned by Monica's display.

Monica continued."I want both of you to ease up me something to remember Australia by - a diversion to remember. This will be my outset and finis sexual experience in your country. Make it just for me. You can both figure out and suck me, preferably at the Saame time ”.

Her consultation, though little, was completely attentive. No one said anything. Monica looked from one to another with a polite smiling that said,"Come on, take me. Don't lecture. Just lap and suction me."

With that taunt Barry and Helen ignored their own pleasance completely and got up from the bed as one. Each of them eagerly suckled one of Monicas farseeing raise nipples as she gasped with pleasure, both her hands grasping Barry still rock hard cock and stroking him.

"Who's in guardianship now ?"Monica smirked, stroking the length of Barry cock."Lashkar-e-Toiba get on the bed ”.

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

"Now Barry. fuck me. I want Helen to feel you fucking me while I kiss her. grant it to me. Really leave it to me,"Monica moaned.

"appearance me how practiced you are. Slide it in, right up to your testis. Go on. All the way. Harder. Can you finger that Helen ?"Monica asked."I am so turned on. That peter is marvelous. And you know how to use it. God, that's heaven."

Helen spoke for the low time in a longsighted spell."I love your nipples. So long and hard. And so sensitive. They are a double-dyed foil for Barry brilliant cock. I can feel you orgasm building through your nipples."

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

"I can feel your orgasm coming."

Who said it ? Barry fucking her from seat or Helen licking and sucking her long teat ?

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

Acting on this cue Barry and Helen increased their combined licking, sucking and fucking to drive Monica over the edge, as she screamed in ecstasy,"Oh screw, fuck, fuck. Heaven ! ”