I'm a writer. So was my great-grandfather. I write novels. He was a foreign correspondent during the First World War, the interwar period, and the Second World War. Years ago, I acquired his cedar chest. It's packed full of his letters, articles, and other writings. My family figured that, since I'm a writer, it should go to me. So I have it. I put it on a shelf in my garage, where it sat for a number of years. A few months ago I decided to go through the contents of the chest. What I found near the bottom, in a thick sealed manila envelope, was stunning. It was a set of six journal entries by my great-grandfather, detailing his experiences at a school, which also served as a special club, in the South of Spain just after the First World War. Here is the third part:

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I woke up on Monday to the sound of girl voices in the hallway outside my suite.

It was seven fifteen. I realized I would miss my opportunity for a shower if I didn't get up.

I put on my robe and headed for the door. Then I remembered reading in the Manual that clothing was not allowed in the shower room. I put my robe on the couch in the sitting area, and went naked out the front door of my suite.

The sight was amazing. A bunch of nude girls were heading to the shower room in groups. A final group of three walked down the hall right in front of me, greeting me as they passed.

I followed them toward the shower room, admiring their rear ends on the way.

As I entered the tiled shower room I could see many naked girls in the showers, soaping their bodies and talking with each other.

I became aware that I had a partial erection, my cock sticking straight out. But there was nothing I could do at that point. I continued walking along the student shower area, trying not to draw attention to myself, or my hardening penis. The girls smiled at me when I passed. Many greeted me.

"Good morning, Mister Stevens," I heard a familiar voice say.

I turned to look. It was Eugenie, under a shower head close to where I was walking. She smiled. I smiled and said 'hi.'

I continued past the student area and into the member and staff shower area.

Right in front of me was a cute young blonde haired woman, facing the tiled wall and washing her body with soap. It was Elaine. I admired her young tight shape, and medium sized breasts.

Further into the shower area I saw Simone and George. Simone was washing George's back.

"Good morning, Mister Stevens," Simone called out to me.

"Good morning," I replied.

George glanced over at me, and Elaine turned around, facing me. As I walked under a shower head opposite Elaine, I looked over at her and smiled. She smiled back, but she also glanced down at my crotch. I had a full erection. I felt a bit embarrassed.

I washed my body, occasionally glancing over at Simone or Elaine. Simone was being washed by George.

My penis stayed hard the entire shower.

Elaine left the shower first, followed by George and Simone. They headed to the opposite wall and picked up towels. I followed, going to the far corner to retrieve a towel.

Further down the wall were a bunch of girls drying off. Others were still in the shower.

I tried to focus on drying my body and not looking at anybody, hoping my erection would subside.

I lingered as most of the others left the shower room, dropping their towels in the wooden bin on the way out. Lingering worked, to some extent. My cock was partially deflated. I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed for the door, just as all of the showers turned off at the same time.

There were only two girls left in the shower room. I didn't recognize either of them, but they greeted me as I approached. I followed them to the exit. They put their towels in the bin. I enjoyed watching their beautiful naked backsides as they left the room.

I put my towel in the bin and returned to my suite.

Forgetting about breakfast, I decided to head to the library. It was empty. I wandered along the walls, looking at the collection of books in the shelves. Finding a novel I wanted to read, I sat down on one of the couches in the middle of the room, nearest the game area.

Just as I cracked open the novel and started to read, I heard someone enter the library. I turned to look. It was Elaine. She smiled and approached. Elaine asked if I wanted breakfast. I said I did, and she offered me some choices. Elaine served me breakfast in the library. I spent the next few hours reading in quiet solitude.

A couple hours later, I heard another person enter the library. This time it was Simone. She wore a black dress, and sat down on the couch next to me.

I put the novel down on the side table, and we chatted for a while. Simone wanted to know how I felt, so far, about my experience at Generalife. I gave her a very positive review. She also asked about my experience with the three girls the previous evening. I told her the experience was amazing. I also gave her praise for planning the perfect first night. I praised the cocoa butter as well, although I told her I generally enjoyed a natural smell and taste.

"I need to warn you about something, John," she said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"You already have a reputation," she continued.

"A reputation?" I questioned.

"Yes, among the girls," Simone said. "Apparently, this morning, Aurore, Angelika, and Eugenie couldn't stop talking about their experience with you last night. In particular, the cunnilingus. During recess a short while ago, a few of the girls already asked me to assign them to you sometime this week."

I smiled.

"That is very unusual," Simone continued. "I suspect there may be competition for your attention each afternoon after school, should you choose to be in the library or out in the atrium. They are under strict rules, but don't be surprised if there is some subtle competition."

I nodded.

"It's a beautiful day outside," Simone said, as she got up from the couch. "You might want to go to the atrium."

I nodded again.

"In any event, we'll bring you lunch a little after Noon, wherever you might be," Simone added as she left the library.

I soon headed to the atrium, bringing the novel along. It was indeed a beautiful and warm day. I was growing more accustomed to having the naked front of my body exposed between the sides of my robe, and the fresh air felt nice.

I sat down at the large white round table in the center of the atrium, choosing a padded chair that had shade from the large umbrella above. I returned to reading.

About an hour later, I heard the door open, and a bunch of girls heading my way.

I turned to look. The girls were each wearing a sports outfit, consisting of a white shirt, form fitting black shorts that exposed their entire leg, and black shoes.

The girls greeted me as they approach. Some of them stopped by the table, and chatted, including Aurore, Angelika, and Eugenie. They were cheerful and smiling. The ones I didn't know introduced themselves, although that was unnecessary. On the front of each of their sports shirts was a square patch with a number and their first name (Angelika, sports outfit, jpg, 144k).

The girl with prosthetic legs, named Luna, struck me with her natural beauty (Luna, sports outfit, jpg, 155k). She was well spoken and I could tell immediately that she was very intelligent.

I was also struck by the beauty of a taller skinny girl with dark hair. Her name was Gisele, and she didn't speak much (Gisele, sports outfit, jpg, 142k).

Other than Aurore, the most chatty girls were one with brown hair and glasses by the name of Chloe (Chloe, sports outfit, jpg, 39k), and a shorter cute blonde haired girl by the name of Violette (Violette, sports outfit, jpg, 37k).

It was clear the girls were flirting with me, and I enjoyed the attention.

But then I noticed Simone approach.

"Come on girls, leave Mister Stevens alone," Simone directed.

The girls said goodbye and took off toward the grassy sports area, where some of them were already setting up to play some sort of ball game.

Before Simone left to join them, she paused at the table.

"See, I told you John," she said, with a wry smile.

I went back to my novel, but occasionally looked over and watched the girls playing their ball game under the watchful eye of Simone.

It must have been close to Noon when they stopped playing, and headed back toward the building. As they passed by, many of them smiled, greeted, and waved at me. I returned the waves and smiles.

A few minutes after the girls had all entered the building, the door opened again. Elaine appeared with my lunch. She gave me a big knowing smile before leaving. It made me wonder if Elaine had also heard of the experiences of Aurore, Angelika, and Eugenie during the previous evening.

After lunch, I decided to return to the library. I sat back down in the same place on the end of the sofa nearest the game area, and resumed reading the novel.

A while later, I heard girl voices coming from the hall, followed by doors opening and closing. A few minutes after that, girls started appearing in the library, all wearing leotards. Most were wearing light blue, but three were wearing black. I found out later that the black leotards signified girls who were assigned sexual practice exercises that day.

Some of the girls sat at game tables. Others headed straight for where I was sitting.

A tall blonde girl sat next to me on the couch. Others quickly filled up the other couch, and the two arm chairs. They all looked at me with smiles. Violette, the short cute blonde I had met earlier in the atrium, sat in the chair closest to the couch I was sitting on. She was wearing a light blue leotard, like most of the others (Violette, sky blue leotard, jpg, 34k).

I felt a little odd about the exposed genitals in my lap, but was becoming more accustomed to that persistent situation.

"Hi, I'm Charlotte," said the tall blonde girl sitting next to me.

I turned and greeted her in return.

Charlotte had a pretty face and body, and extremely long straight blonde hair that went down past her buttocks. Her hair was so blonde it was almost silver (Charlotte, sky blue leotard, jpg, 91k).

Before Charlotte and I could start chatting, I heard Simone's voice call out from the doorway.

"Okay girls, be polite and don't bother Mister Stevens too much," she said in a loud voice. "Aurore and Patricia, you're on the horses today. Use a gauge four please, and an anchor."

I looked over and saw Aurore, as well as a girl with glasses I presumed to be Patricia, acknowledge the instruction. Both girls were wearing black leotards, and headed toward the ballet corner of the room where the rocking horses were located.

"Beatrice," Simone called out again. "Use a gauge four today, here in the library or out in the atrium."

"Yes, Miss Simone," I heard a girl call out who was sitting in the chair next to Violette.

Beatrice had red hair tied into shoulder-length pig tails, and was wearing a black leotard like Aurore and Patricia, but with long sleeves (Beatrice, black long-sleeve leotard, jpg, 114k).

Beatrice got up, told Violette to save her seat, then headed over toward the ballet area. I followed Beatrice with my eyes, and then noticed Aurore and Patricia on the rocking horses (l'anachronique, png, 600k).

The girls got off the horses and joined Beatrice at the tall wooden cabinet. Each retrieved a polished brass item from what I guessed was drawer '4,' and then Aurore and Patricia each retrieved an anchor from drawer 'A.'

I was fascinated by the whole sequence of events.

"Have you ever seen a girl use the special rocking horse?" I heard Charlotte ask.

"No," I said, quickly glancing at her and then turning back.

I watched Aurore and Patricia screw the brass penetrators into the holes in the saddles. The end of the penetrators rose about one inch from the saddle. Then they screwed the anal anchors into the small holes just behind the penetrators.

In the meantime, I heard a quiet clanking noise and turned to look. Beatrice had set the long brass dildo on the table between her and Violette. She turned and looked straight at me. I watched her peel off her black leotard, exposing her gorgeous naked body. She had small breasts with puffy pink nipples, and only the slightest hint of fuzzy red pubic hair in a small patch just above her clitoral hood.

I could feel my cock start to harden at the sight. As Beatrice sat back down in her chair, I glanced back over to the ballet area. Aurore and Patricia were naked and holding small glass bottles, putting lubricant on the brass devices on the saddle of each horse. Then they rubbed lubricant on their own crotches.

I glanced back over to Beatrice, who had positioned her naked body in a very exposed way. Her butt was scooted to the edge of the seat, and her legs were spread wide and up, with the underside of her knees resting on the large carved penis heads that formed the end of each arm rest. Beatrice also held a small glass bottle, and was rubbing lubricant all over her pink exposed pussy.

There was too much going on at the same time. I kept glancing back and forth between Beatrice and the girls with the horses. I realized I had a plainly visible full erection, and some of the girls had noticed, especially Beatrice.

I watched as Aurore and Patricia got onto the horses and positioned their bottoms above the brass anal anchors. One after the other, their bottoms dropped to the horse saddles as the round brass balls penetrated their anal sphincters, anchoring them to the horses. The tips of the brass penetrators disappeared into the soft flesh of their crotches.

The girls started to rock back and forth, and I could see the metal apparatus move underneath the horses. I knew this meant the penetrators were moving up and down inside of the girls. The looks on the faces of Aurore and Patricia as they rocked back and forth confirmed what was happening.

I turned to look at Beatrice. She was using her hands to rub one end of the brass dildo up and down her exposed pussy slot. She looked straight at me and smiled, glancing back and forth between my face and my hard cock. It was almost as if she was trying to tease me.

I watched Beatrice for the next few moments, only glancing briefly over to the girls rocking on the horses.

Looking down at her own crotch, I watched Beatrice slowly push a few inches of the dildo into her lubricated vagina. Beatrice slowly fucked her pussy, going a little deeper on each thrust. She looked over at me to make sure I was watching. I was. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

After a few more moments of watching Beatrice, I glanced over at the girls on the horses. They were still rocking.

Then I looked around the sitting area to see what the other girls were doing. To my surprise, instead of watching Beatrice, they were all watching me. There were smiles and giggles.

As Beatrice kept impaling herself with the brass dildo, I glanced over at Charlotte, who was still sitting next to me on the couch.

Charlotte gave a big smile, then looked down at my hard cock.

I looked down, and then back up at her. I was horny again, and craved some contact with my penis.

"Would you touch me?" I asked Charlotte.

Charlotte gave another big smile, then nodded and scooted next to me.

I could see disappointment on the faces of some of the other girls in the sitting room. I realized that by asking Charlotte to touch me, I wouldn't be able to do anything with any of them that afternoon in the library, according to the rules as laid out in the Manual.

I felt Charlotte's right hand touch my chest. She rubbed softly. I turned my gaze back to Beatrice, as Charlotte worked her way slowly down my chest and stomach. Beatrice was still slowly fucking her own pussy with the brass dildo, plunging it in about six inches. I could see her inner pussy lips wrapped tightly around the polished and lubricated brass shaft. It was an erotic sight.

Charlotte started softly stroking my penis, and I felt jolts of pleasure. I glanced down at her work, and then looked to her.

"Can I touch you?" I asked.

She nodded.

I put my right hand on her left hip and started rubbing her leg as she stroked my hard cock.

All of the girls were still watching me, as I watched Beatrice. A couple more girls came over to the sitting area, and stood against the fireplace, watching the action.

I nudged Charlotte's legs apart, and slowly rubbed her inner thigh and the crease along the edge of her leotard. After a few moments, I moved my hand over her pussy mound, and started rubbing up and down her outer and inner labia through her leotard. Charlotte let go of my penis, spread her legs even more, then started stroking my penis with her outstretched left hand.

I glanced over at Charlotte, and she smiled at me. She started to move her hips in time with my rubbing.

"It would be better if you took off your leotard," I suggested.

Charlotte nodded, got up, and peeled off her light blue leotard as the rest of us watched.

Her naked body was stunning. Trim and shapely, she had medium sized breasts with large bright pink areola, probably at least two inches wide. Charlotte's outer labia were light pink, and I could see her long skinny clitoral hood.

Charlotte sat back down next to me and spread her legs, giving the other girls what must have been an amazing view of her pussy.

I moved my hand back to her bare smooth pussy mound, and started gently working my fingers softly up and down her inner labia and pussy slot. Charlotte resumed stroking my cock with her left hand. I could feel the warmth and wetness of Charlotte's pussy, but it wasn't wet enough to rub, or to penetrate her vagina.

For the next few minutes, I glanced back and forth between Beatrice, who was still fucking her own pussy with the brass dildo, and my hand working on Charlotte.

I noticed Aurore and Patricia arrive at the fireplace and join the crowd watching the action in the sitting area. They had their black leotards back on, so I assumed they were done with their rocking horse exercises.

What I really wanted to do next was go down on Charlotte.

"Can I lick you?" I asked her.

"Mmm hmm," she said. "What should I do?"

We pulled our hands off each other's genitals, and I had Charlotte get onto all fours on the couch, with her butt facing me.

Charlotte's pussy looked delicious. Just below her puckered anus, her light pink outer labia framed her narrow inner labia, which were a darker pink. The pussy slot between her inner labia was slightly open in the shape of an ellipse, and I could see the entrance to her vagina, as well as her urethra. Below that was Charlotte's long and skinny clitoral hood.

I twisted sideways, placed my right hand on Charlotte's right buttocks, and leaned in. I lightly licked at her pussy, avoiding her clitoris for the moment. I explored the soft pink flesh with my tongue, and enjoyed the scent and taste. After another minute, I pushed mouth against Charlotte, and then penetrated her vagina with my tongue. I couldn't hear anything from her, but she slightly gyrated her hips.

I moved up and over her taint with my mouth and tongue, and glided up to her anus. I circled her tight little hole with my tongue, then lapped at her. I felt her ass muscles clinch. I could see her look to her left, toward the other girls, but I couldn't see the expression on her face.

Charlotte still wasn't making any noise, so I moved back down over her taint, then down her slot, concentrating my mouth and tongue on her long slender clitoral hood. I licked up and down the ridge. It felt firm and hard under the soft skin.

Charlotte wasn't making any sounds, but her pussy and ass muscles were clinching in a regular pattern in response to my licking.

I moved up slightly and focused on her clit. I licked the hard little button, and Charlotte's body reacted by twitching. I increased the speed and pressure.

A moment later Charlotte finally made a sound.

"Uhh," she said quietly in a deep tone.

Charlotte's pussy and ass muscles immediately went into a rapid series of strong contractions. I slowed the pace slightly to avoid over-stimulating Charlotte in the midst of her orgasm.

Charlotte pulled herself away from my face, giving me an incredible view of her pink, wet, and twitching pussy.

"I think Charlotte had an orgasm," I heard Violette say.

I turned to look at her. She smiled, and I smiled back. I also couldn't help but notice Beatrice next to her. Beatrice was still stroking the brass dildo in and out of her pussy, but very slowly.

I turned back to Charlotte and moved my right hand off her butt. Charlotte's head was down, and she was still breathing hard.

"Can I have sex with you?" I asked.

"Mmm hmm," she said.

"Just stay like that," I instructed.

She nodded her head.

I got up from the couch and took off my robe. Every girl in the room was now watching the action on the couch. Beatrice was still working her dildo, and I noticed Violette had scooted down and bit, and was rubbing her own crotch through her light blue leotard.

I got back on the couch, on my knees, directly behind Charlotte. As I held Charlotte's left hip with my left hand, I used my right hand to position the head of my rock hard cock against Charlotte's pussy slot. I slid the tip up and down her wetness, then lined up with her vaginal opening, aware that many sets of eyes in the room were closely monitoring every move.

I pushed forward and watched in awe as the head and a couple inches of the shaft pushed into Charlotte. I was filled with pleasure, as I felt her tight wet pussy grip the shaft of my cock.

I began a slow fucking motion, pushing in and out of Charlotte. She gave a small grunt each time I pushed deeper into her body. The view of my cock shaft buried in Charlotte was fantastic, with her narrow inner labia stretched tight around my girth.

The only problem was the awkward position, made worse by the softness and unevenness of the springs in the couch, which constantly shifted my position.

I had worked about four inches of my cock into Charlotte when I decided I wanted to try another position, and pulled out.

"Let's try another position," I said.

Charlotte turned around, with a sexy and demanding look on her face.

I sat back down on the couch like I had before and asked Charlotte to climb on top. She didn't hesitate, crawling over to me and swinging her right leg over my lower body. Charlotte held on to the back of the couch for support. I held her hips as she moved her crotch into position. Charlotte reached down with her right hand and, looking down, grabbed my cock and put it into position against the entrance to her vagina. She pushed down, and the swollen head of my hard penis reentered Charlotte's body. She moved her hand back up to the back of the couch.

As I continued to hold her hips, Charlotte worked her lower body up and down the shaft of my cock, eventually taking in my entire length. I looked at her, and she glanced down at me. Charlotte smiled, then went back to looking over my head, concentrating on the fucking. She was doing all the work, and it felt fantastic.

Amid the astonishing pleasure, I suddenly realized that the others in the room had an excellent and graphic view of the penetration. That's when I noticed Violette and Beatrice.

Violette was watching the show and still rubbing her pussy through her leotard. I noticed a wet strip in the crotch of the light blue material.

Beatrice was also watching the show, but her mouth was open and she had an intense look on her face. She was holding the brass dildo deep in her pussy with her left hand, and frantically rubbing her clit from side-to-side with the fingers of her right hand.

I glanced between looking down my body and seeing the fucking action, and looking over at Beatrice.

Moving my hands off Charlotte's hips, I reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling the firm flesh and warm hard nipples as she continued to work my cock.

Beatrice looked like she was frustrated, struggling to reach orgasm. Then she suddenly pulled out the long brass dildo, but kept the frantic pace on her clit. Her body jerked forward and she moaned. I watched her hips and pussy muscles jerk in a series of spasms. Beatrice had given herself an orgasm while watching Charlotte and I.

That was enough to send me close to the edge. I felt my own orgasm start to build and knew that I wasn't allowed to cum in Charlotte's pussy.

"I'm gonna cum soon," I said to Charlotte.

She looked down at me, and then back up.

"Eugenie," Charlotte called out. "Do you want the semen?"

"Mmm hmm," I heard Eugenie say from behind me.

I hadn't seen her before, and I watched her come around the couch. She was also wearing a light blue leotard (Eugenie, sky blue leotard, jpg, 32k).

Eugenie quickly got down on her knees between my legs, then sat back on her feet. She must have had and incredible close-up view of the intercourse.

"Tell me when you are close," Charlotte said to me, looking down at my face.

I was already there.

"I'm close now," I hissed.

Charlotte immediately lurched her body forward. I lost my grip on her breasts, which were immediately in front of my face.

I glanced down and could see Eugenie lean forward and grab my hard cock, saturated with Charlotte's wetness.

Eugenie put the swollen purple head in her mouth, and I felt the familiar jolts of pleasure from Eugenie's expert mouth.

I grabbed Charlotte's back as Eugenie moved her mouth up and down the shaft of my penis.

I moved my head to Charlotte's left breast, opened my mouth, and sucked on her large pink areola and hard nipple.

I continued to suck as I went into orgasm, blasting jets of semen into Eugenie's inviting mouth.

I moaned softly into Charlotte's left breast as my orgasm continued. When it was done, I leaned my head back, still holding onto Charlotte's back, and breathing hard.

Eugenie squeezed the last of the cum out of my cock, as Charlotte looked down at me, smiling.

I smiled back.

"Thank you," I said. "That was amazing."

Charlotte smiled again.

Eugenie finished her business, and gotten up from the floor between my legs. My cock was quickly deflating.

Charlotte got up and stood before me for a moment. She picked up her light blue leotard from the floor and started putting it back on. I got up and put my robe back on, and I noticed that Beatrice had already put her black leotard back on, her brass dildo resting on the table again. Beatrice sat down in her chair, as Charlotte and I sat back down on the couch. Charlotte squeezed in close to me, and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. We glanced at each other and quickly kissed on the lips. Charlotte laughed.

"That looked like fun," Violette said.

Charlotte and I looked at Violette and smiled. Some of the girls in the room giggled.

Over the course of the next few minutes, most of the girls returned to what they had been doing. Some went over to the game tables, and the general chatter resumed.

Charlotte laid down sideways on the couch, putting her head in my lap.

"That was really good," I whispered to her.

She looked up at me, smiled, and nodded.

I softly rubbed Charlotte's head, running my fingers through her long hair.

A few minutes later, I heard someone enter the library. I turned to look. It was Simone.

"So are you done, Aurore and Patricia?" she asked.

Aurore was at a game table, playing checkers with Patricia.

"Yes, Miss Simone," Aurore replied.

Patricia nodded.

"Ten minutes on the horse?" Simone asked them.

They nodded.

"What about you, Beatrice?" she asked, looking over to the sitting area.

Beatrice nodded.

"Ten minutes?" Simone asked.

Beatrice nodded again.

"She did it a lot longer than that," Violette chimed in, as if tattling on Beatrice.

"She did?" Simone prodded.

"Yeah, she even gave herself and orgasm," Violette continued.

"Really?" Simone asked.

Beatrice nodded, a little sheepishly.

"Yeah, she was watching Charlotte and Mister Stevens," Violette added. "We all were."

"Oh I see," Simone said, walking over next to the couch I was sitting in.

She looked down at me and Charlotte, who was still laying down with her head in my lap.

"So did you two have a good time?" Simone asked.

"A very good time," I said.

"Mmm hmm," Charlotte added.

"Mister Stevens gave Charlotte an orgasm," Violette said.

"Excellent," Simone replied.

"Then they had intercourse," Violette continued, chatting away.

"Vaginal?" Simone asked.

"Mmm hmm," Charlotte said from my lap.

"But no ejaculation in you, right?" Simone asked.

"Eugenie got the semen," Violette said.

"Yep," I heard Eugenie say from across the room.

"Predictable," Simone muttered. "Very good."

Simone walked away, but before leaving the library, she reminded Aurore, Patricia, and Beatrice that they needed to wash the brass devices they had used, and put them back in the correct drawers.

"Why was it predictable that Eugenie would get the semen?" I asked quietly once Simone had left.

"She's a vampire," Violette replied in a whisper.

"I don't understand," I said.

"Eugenie's not a vampire," Charlotte said, getting up from my lap and sitting next to me. "That's just what some of the girls call her. She doesn't suck blood or anything like that. She sucks semen. She really likes it."

"She really likes semen?" I asked.

"Mmm hmm," added Violette, still whispering. "She really likes it. Her favorite color is cream, and her favorite food is raw oysters. She's a vampire!"

I thought the whole thing was strange. However, it also occurred to me that I had cum three times since arriving at Generalife the day before. Each time I had cum in Eugenie's mouth.

I stayed in the library chatting with the girls for the rest of the afternoon. Then it was five. Simone made the announcement, and I headed for my suite.

At that moment, I felt completely sexually satisfied, and wondered what I might possibly do at five thirty. Maybe I would just skip a night's services.

I sat in the sitting area of my suite, and returned to reading the novel.

A half hour later there was a knock on the door. It was Chloe, the other chatty girl I had met in the atrium that morning. I invited her in.

Chloe was wearing a very sensual outfit, all in black. From the top, she wore a felt hat with a wide brim. Her wire-rimmed glasses added to her cuteness. Tight around her neck was a collar made from a strip of black silk with a small round front piece. On her wrists were frilly wide bracelets of black silk. In the middle of her body was a strapless bodice that covered her breasts and went down to about her belly button. The frilly bottom of the bodice had two silk straps that went down her body and connected to the top front of sheer black leggings. Finally, she wore the skimpiest of panties. They were a g-string affair, with a tiny triangle of sheer silk barely covering her pussy. Her labia were visible through the material. It was a very sexy outfit (Chloe, black lingerie, jpg, 81k).

After we greeted each other, Chloe gave me a big smile.

Then she handed me two half slips of paper and a pencil.

We walked over to the table and sat down. On the first paper, I made my supper selections. I wasn't very hungry, so I chose even lighter than the previous evening.

The next sheet of paper was the Evening Service Menu. At the top was written 'Chloe.' It had many boxes checked, unlike the ones I had seen the first evening. I studied it carefully, looking up at Chloe occasionally, who was watching closely.

There were way too many options, and I wasn't feeling all that horny anyway, although Chloe's sexy outfit had me thinking twice. Some of the options checked were intriguing, and were more sensual than sexual. But I also noticed some additional options that I didn't expect, such as being able to ejaculate in her vagina. Since Generalife monitored each girl's cycle so closely, and the window for cumming in a pussy was so narrow, I figured I probably should at least keep that option open, just in case.

In the end, I circled checked boxes for touching, feeling, kissing, taking a bath with Chloe, fellatio, having vaginal intercourse, and ejaculating in Chloe's mouth or vagina. I also circled the checked box next to the only thing written in: Cunnilingus, of course. This seemed to especially please Chloe. She took the forms and trotted off, promising to return soon.

About fifteen minutes later, Chloe returned, carrying a tray with two covered plates, napkins, utensils, and beverages. I took the tray from her and set it on the dining table.

Chloe asked if I was hungry. I told her I wasn't, but we could eat then if she wanted. She said she wasn't hungry either. I asked if we might take a bath. She smiled and nodded.

Chloe led the way into the bathroom, and proceeded to operate the taps to fill the tub, getting just the right temperature that satisfied her desires. I watched from behind, admiring her tight naked butt.

I felt my penis fluff as I thought about taking a bath with this cute girl with glasses and spunky personality.

Chloe turned around, and I admired the sext outfit again. My cock was half hard and pointing toward Chloe from between the sides of my robe. She noticed and smiled, as the bath continued to fill.

"We should probably get naked," she said.

I nodded. Then I suddenly had a desire.

"Can I take your clothes off?" I asked.

Chloe twisted her head in curiosity, then smiled and said 'yes.'

I took my robe off, letting it fall to the floor.

I walked over to Chloe and reached out for her hat. I took it off her head and set it gently on the counter next to the sink. Next I pulled the wide frilly silk bracelets off her wrists and set them next to the hat.

I got down on my knees and examined the rest of her outfit, also getting a good look at her labia, partially covered by the small sheer triangle of her panties. I decided the whole outfit could come down her body in one piece. So I grabbed the top of the sides and pulled down. It worked. I had to pull a little extra hard to get over her buttocks, but the bodice went down her legs. I rolled the leggings down and held her shoes down while she lifted her feet. I took the whole setup and put it on the counter, then returned to Chloe. For whatever reason, she put her shoes back on. All that Chloe had on was a collar, g-sting, and shoes.

For a moment, I admired her breasts. They were between small and medium in size, looked very firm, and had small pink areola and nipples.

I approached Chloe and looked at the collar. Chloe could see I was confused.

"It connects in the front," she said. "I'll just do it."

Chloe unsnapped the collar and handed it to me. I put it on the counter.

Then I got down on my knees again. I pulled Chloe's g-sting panties down her legs, and she lifted each of her feet up so I could take them off.

Before I got up I could see the top of the slit between Chloe's outer labia. Her inner labia weren't visible, but there was a tiny patch of brown peach fuzz on her pussy mound just above the top of her slit.

I stood up and put the incredibly skimpy panties on the counter. Except for her shoes and glasses, Chloe was naked (Chloe, nude, jpg, 68k). She looked super cute.

Chloe turned around and checked on the water filling the tub.

"It's almost ready," she said with excitement, as I admired her naked backside.

A few moments later, Chloe turned off the water and turned around. She immediately looked at my crotch and smiled. I realized I had a full erection, and smiled back nervously.

I walked over toward the bathtub, and got concerned about the view from the outside. The bathroom window was large, and it was still light outside. The view was panoramic, but there were no vantage points anywhere near Generalife, unless you were walking on the grounds just outside the window. I considered closing the shutters, but decided against that, realizing that the window sill was just about at the top of the bathtub, so not much would be visible even if someone was walking by on the grounds. Plus, I wanted to enjoy the evening sunlight as I took a hot bath with Chloe.

I tested the water with my hand, as Chloe watched. It felt hot, but not too hot. I stepped into the bath, and immediately felt the heat and steam from the bathwater.

I sat down into the water, and rested my back against the narrow end of the tub.

"Does that feel good?" Chloe asked.

"Mmm hmm," I said. "Very relaxing."

Chloe smiled.

"Are you coming in?" I asked.

Chloe nodded, then took off her shoes.

I watched closely as Chloe stepped into the other end of the tub, near my feet.

"Ooh," she said. "It's hot."

I nodded.

"I didn't mean to make it this hot," she continued.

"It's okay," I reassured. "You'll get used to it, and then it will feel good."

Chloe held onto the sides of the tub and gingerly lowered herself. She sat her bottom between my lower legs and continued to hold onto the sides of the tub.

"It's hot," she said.

I nodded.

"But it feels good," she added.

We looked at each other for a while, and I admired her perky breasts, which were just barely above the water line as she sat in front of me.

"You should relax," I said. "Would you like to lean against me?"

Chloe nodded, and carefully turned around.

She backed up toward me, and I asked her if I could touch her. She said 'yes,' and I put my hands on her hips and guided her into position, with her back against my chest and her bottom resting on my lap. My hard cock was sandwiched between our bodies. I was sure she could feel it, as it lined up next to her spine.

I wrapped my hands around her waist and took a deep breath, nuzzling my head down and against the left side of her neck. I gave her little kisses at the top of the sides and back of her neck. She giggled at first, then cooed.

Chloe leaned all the way back, and I just held her as we soaked in the heat of the water.

"Can I wash you?" I asked Chloe, after a few minutes of quiet relaxation.

"Mmm hmm," she replied.

I reached over to the window sill, where there was a dish with a bar of soap. I grabbed the soap without having to move.

After dipping the soap in water, I lathered up my hands and handed the bar of soap to Chloe.

I used my soapy hands to wash the front of Chloe's neck. I washed her shoulders and upper arms next. I got the soap back from Chloe and lathered up my hands again. After handing the bar back to Chloe, I washed her breasts, lingering there for quite some time. Her breasts were firm. I thoroughly enjoyed gently squeezing them, and feeling her small pointy nipples in the palms of my soapy hands.

There wasn't any more of Chloe to wash that wasn't under water, so I asked her to stand up. She did, and I sat up. I turned her around, and washed the rest of her body, letting her hold the soap between lathers. I avoided her pussy, not wanting to risk irritating anything with the soap. I turned her Chloe around again and washed her back, taking special delight in washing her butt and deep within her butt crack.

After I was done, Chloe sat back down at the opposite end of the tub and rinsed her body. By then, the bathwater was milky white.

Chloe asked me if I wanted her to wash my body. I nodded. She told me to stand up. I did.

Chloe also stood up and washed my body, from my chest down, having me hold the soap for her between lathers. I felt surges of pleasure as Chloe washed my cock and ball. But, to my disappointment, she didn't linger there. After sitting down and washing my legs, Chloe instructed me to turn around. She stood up again and washed my back, then my butt. She ended by washing deep within my butt crack, taking special delight in poking at my anus. She laughed. Turn-about was fair play.

I sat back down in the tub and rinsed off. Chloe sat down at the other end, but was still giggling playfully. She splashed me with water. I splashed her back, and she burst out laughing.

After a short water fight, we stood up, and I got out of the tub, retrieving two towels from the shelves above the counter. We dried off.

"What do you want to do now?" Chloe asked with a smile, glancing down at my crotch.

I still had a nearly full erection.

"I wanna have sex," I said, half joking.

"Okay," she said playfully, dropping her towel on the floor and heading out of the bathroom.

I dropped my own towel and followed her.

Chloe went over to the bed, and pulled the sheets and covers back, as I watched. She climbed onto the bed, laid down on her back, with her head on the pillow, and spread her legs, with her knees up.

Biting her lower lip, she smiled and looked at me. Then she laughed.

I called her bluff. I got onto the bed and crawled between her legs. Chloe laughed again, tossing her head back against the pillow.

I had a glorious view of her pussy. The inner labia were thin, pink, and closed tight, forming a narrow slit. The overall length of the slot was not long, and the length of the clitoral hood was about half the length of her pussy slot. Above her clitoral hood was a very small patch of light brown peach fuzz. Below her pussy slot was her puckered little anus. It was a beautiful sight.

I moved in, wrapped my arms around under and around her hips, and immediately began lapping at the short narrow slit between her inner labia. At first, Chloe giggled, but the giggling soon turned into soft moans of pleasure.

I kept up the pace, eventually planting my mouth against her pussy. Her slot was so short my opened mouth nearly covered its entire length. I worked my tongue up and down, and then into her vagina. The taste was subtle and excellent. The entrance to Chloe's pussy was tight, but inside she was very wet.

I moved up her slot and started to stimulate her covered clit with my tongue. At first, Chloe giggled again, but then she settled down and started to enjoy the contact. Eventually, she put her hands on the back of my head and applied pressure. I sped up the intensity and pressure.

Chloe was not the silent type.

"I'm gonna orgasm," she announced.

I stayed steady.

"Uhh," she groaned, quite loudly.

Chloe used her hands to grind my face hard into her crotch. I felt her lower body repeatedly twitch, as I continued the stimulation on her clit. She continued to moan.

A few moments later, Chloe went silent, still holding my face against her crotch. I felt her pussy muscles pulse.

She used her hands to pull my head up and away from her clit. I looked up at her. She was breathing hard.

I moved up her body until my hard cock was positioned near her pussy. I looked down at her. She looked up at me.

"Can I put it in?" I asked quietly.

With an open mouth, Chloe nodded. I felt her hands on my cock, working desperately to line it up with her vagina. When she was satisfied, she put her hands on my hips and urged me to plunge into her. I did.

The head of my cock penetrated Chloe's wet pussy. It was tight. Extremely tight. I pushed further, and another couple inches of my hard penis impaled Chloe. She groaned. I felt her body grip the shaft of my cock.

I fucked Chloe, using about half the length of my penis. She was so incredibly tight I feared I might hurt her if I plunged too deep. It didn't matter, I wasn't going to last.

A few moments later, I told Chloe I was going to cum. She moaned some more.

"Cum in me," she urged.

I did. My cock pulsed semen into Chloe. Waves of pleasure filled my body.

Chloe held me tight, encouraging me to push deeper. I pushed forward as I continued to ejaculate, eventually bottoming out. The last few spurts of cum shot deep within Chloe's wet, warm, and tight inner depths.

I put my head down into the pillow next to Chloe's head, and enjoyed the haze of post-orgasm.

"Mmm," Chloe whispered, as she held me tight.

For the next minute or so, I held my body above Chloe, using my arms and legs to ensure my body weight didn't crush her.

I pushed myself up off Chloe's body, then slowly withdrew my shrinking cock. Her pussy was impossibly tight, and through suction seemed to pull against the withdrawal. But the slickness of the semen inside of her enabled it to glide out. Chloe gave a sigh as the head popped out.

Sexually exhausted, I rolled over onto my side next to Chloe, and put my left hand onto her belly.

She looked over at me, smiled, and laughed.

I nervously laughed back.

"That was good," she declared.

I nodded.

After another minute, we got up and decided to eat supper. Chloe and I remained naked as we set the dining table, sat down, and enjoyed our meal. We chatted and laughed. Chloe talked about school, but also asked lots of questions about my work. It was an easy conversation.

During supper, I couldn't help but be attracted to Chloe. The fact she was completely naked only enhanced her cute face, laughter, intelligence and wit, and perky breasts.

At the end of supper, there was a momentary silence as we looked at each other and smiled.

"I want to have sex with you again," I blurted out.

"Okay," Chloe said with a chuckle.

"No, I mean now," I said with a serious tone.

Chloe nodded, then gave a big smile.

We stood up and headed back to the bedroom.

"I should use the bidet first," she announced.

"You don't have to," I urged.

"But your semen is starting to leak out," Chloe said with another giggle.

I grabbed her hand and led her to the bed.

"It's okay," I told her.

I asked Chloe to get onto the bed on her hands and knees. I moved in behind her. The sight was amazing again, this time from the opposite direction.

I started licking at Chloe's pussy slot. I could taste the combined wetness of my own semen and Chloe. She cooed.

I decided to slow the pace and savor the moment. I must have spent ten minutes slowly licking up and down Chloe's pussy slot, poking my tongue into her cum saturated pussy, and lapping at her asshole.

When I finally arrived back down at her clit, Chloe was more than ready for another orgasm. It took only a few moments of licking her sensitive button, while holding on to her butt cheeks, to set her off.

Chloe moaned, as her body shook in spasms of orgasm for the second time that evening. I kept at her clit with my tongue, until I sensed that further stimulation would cause pain. I backed off and enjoyed the view, as her pussy and anal muscles twitched in the final pulses of her orgasm. Semen and her own wetness leaked out of her pussy. Some dropped onto the sheets below.

I got up onto my knees and positioned my hard cock behind Chloe, lining the head up with her wet pussy.

"Can I put it in again?" I asked.

"Yes, please," Chloe hissed.

I pushed forward, penetrating her tight wet inner depths.

Chloe's pussy was sloppy wet, but still unbelievably tight. I started a steady rhythm, holding her hips as I plunged my cock in and out of her vagina. The sight was amazing, with Chloe's inner pussy lips stretched to their limit around the shaft of my hard penis.

For whatever reason, I lasted a long time that evening. I fucked Chloe doggie style for quite a while. I fucked her fast and deep, and she occasionally grunted as I drove my hard cock as deep as it would go.

Finally, I felt a release approaching. I pushed in hard, fully burying my cock into Chloe, and felt surges of pleasure as I came. My penis pulsed more semen deep within her body.

After my orgasm subsided, I urged Chloe to lay flat, my spent cock still hard and buried within her. I carefully helped lower her body until she was lying flat on her stomach, supporting my weight with my arms. I rolled us, together, to our sides, spooning Chloe. I felt my cock finally start to shrink within her.

"That felt good," Chloe said.

"Mmm hmm," I acknowledged, kissing the top of her head.

I held Chloe tight against my body, using my left hand to cup her left breast. Chloe put her own small left hand on the back of mine.

We laid there for the next few minutes, enjoying the sensations.

As my cock deflated, I could feel the sloppy wetness it held in place within Chloe's vagina. The head was still inside her, but would pop out if she moved.

"I should go to the bathroom," Chloe said. "Your semen is starting to leak out."

I gave her another kiss on the top of her head, and let go of her breast.

Chloe slid out of bed and walked off to the bathroom. I enjoyed the view of her naked butt. She closed the door and remained in the bathroom for quite a few minutes.

I pulled the sheets up and over my body, waiting for her return, watching the sunset out the window.

A few minutes later, Chloe came out of the bathroom. She had her hat and shoes on, as well as the incredibly skimpy g-string. The rest of her sexy outfit she had rolled into a bundle and was carrying under her arm.

"I should go," she said with a big smile.

I nodded and thanked her. She came over to the bed, leaned over, and gave me a quick kiss.

"You're welcome, Mister Stevens," she said with a smile.

I watched Chloe leave the bedroom, admiring her backside one more time, noticing the tiny thin black string around her waist and the one coming out of the top of her butt crack.

I stayed up for a couple more hours, then went to bed. I felt tired and completely satisfied.