1. A weekend break to Amsterdam


    Date: 12/9/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: AndreaDetroit, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    you,” she continued in a more confidential tone, "when you orgasm and start screaming out loud like you obviously do, you’re going to attract a lot of attention, especially if the listeners are attuned to such things. Lucky for you and that stewardess that I'm so perverted and enjoy watching people having sex, isn't it?” All I could do was nod dumbly. Again the surreal combination of a well bred person using language that came some place just above the gutter was unsettling. Not that my behaviour had been much better. Despite my climatic outcry, I was under the impression that nobody had noticed what we were doing but obviously I was very wrong, very wrong! However, remembering my manners I smiled politely and offered her my hand. “Thank you for the advice..." I said, and waited for a reply. Without releasing her grasp on hubby's equipment, she took my hand and with dainty yet strong fingers, she gave it a little shake. “Heather Harrison, but you can call me Heather. And don’t thank me, Darling, it should be me thanking you. What a show. I was just lucky enough to be able to watch." She gave me a friendly wink. “Anyway, I work in the import export business but that’s not important right now.” Her hand was really getting to grips with Paul’s manhood and she was beginning to reap her reward. I could see he was almost fully erect but having just shot his load, it would take a lot of Heather's action to see him cum again. “Thick isn’t it… " she murmured dreamily. “Now tell me, ...
    if you will, are you two swingers?" Heather didn't even blink when she asked and it was obvious she was serious. “To answer your question honestly, Heather, we’re not swingers. At least not in the normal sense of the word,” I replied. She raised her eyebrows inquisitively. “We don’t go to the neighbourhood parties and throw our car keys in a flower pot playing lucky dip, but… we’re always open to interesting propositions,” I explained in a suggestive tone. A moment of comprehension washed over her attractive face. “And when we meet someone who can add something special or exciting to our sex life, we go for it.” "Like the stewardess?" Heather asked nodding at someone approaching from behind. "She really is gorgeous, isn't she?" I assumed she was talking about Katja. I looked over my shoulder and saw the young flight attendant drawing close after finishing her own restoration work. "It's just a pity I couldn’t join in,” Heather said wistfully, and her eyes closed briefly. A far away expression appeared on her features before she continued. “But I’m sure it would have attracted too much attention if I’d walked over here and started taking off my clothes.” Katja, seeing us ladies talking, looked much more relaxed than the last time I saw her, and when she reached our seats, she leant over and handed me a small business card delicately wrapped in some exquisite fabric. When I unwrapped the card, the lace turned out to be a garment. A pair of knickers to be exact, and when I looked ...
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