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Subject: {ASSM} "Pete" A Young Man's Story  (mFFFF)  Chapter 14
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Chapter 14

Tuesday

I was watching Sam and Sally play in the water when Sylvia called my
name and motioned for me to follow her. 
We went into an office inside the main house. 

Herb was sitting at a computer. Next to it on the desk was an old Dot
Matrix, wide-carriage printer and an old thermal-paper fax machine.

Sylvia said, "Your Mom says you know computers. Is that true?"

"Well, I had computer classes in school. Why?"

"Herb has a problem" 

I went to the computer to see what it was, and Herb explained that he
didn't know anything about computers because he had people in his
office that did. But there was an important confidential document that
needed to go out right now, and he didn't know what to do. 

I looked at Sylvia and she just shrugged her shoulders.

The computer was a 486 and Herb seemed to be struggling with an old
Word-Perfect program. 

It used to be a good program, but it isn't intuitive, and there are a
lot of keystrokes that you have to know.
Most people used a template, but he didn't have one. 

My teacher at school insisted that we learn it even though people
rarely used it anymore. She said it would make us better computer
users. 

Herb asked if I could prepare a document for him, and I told him I
probably could.

"Damn, boy! If you can, I'd really be grateful", and he handed me a
thirty page document. 

My heart sank. It was legal size, full of long technical terms and it
had lots of lines through things and notations in the margins. 
I knew it was going to take me a long time to input everything, but I
knew it was the least thing I could do, so I (sort of) cheerfully
said, 

"No problem" 

I sat down and started to work on it, but Herb was hovering over me. 

I finally said, "Please Herb, leave me alone with this so I can
concentrate. I'll let you know when it's ready to send, so you can
check it over."

Sylvia kissed me on the cheek and they both left.

It took me over three hours to type it. I had to be very careful of
the spelling of the tech terms and often had to go back and look
several times to make sure they were correct.
 
Herb stuck his head in several times and asked if everything was OK,
and he even had some sandwiches brought in. 
When it was done as best I could, I went outside. Herb was talking on
a cell phone and Sylvia was reading. I asked where everybody was and
she said they had all gone into town.

I quietly said, "With all Herb's money, why doesn't he have a
secretary here, and some newer equipment?"

"Because until now he had an unbreakable rule that this place was a
haven from work. The stuff in there is only supposed to be used by the
staff, to order supplies, etc. but the guy who did it, just quit, and
he hasn't had a chance to replace him. This document was supposed to
have been prepared at one of his offices, but someone dropped the
ball. 
I'm sure heads will roll because this document could represent one of
the biggest deals in the history of his company"

Herb slammed the phone shut and we went inside. 
He sat and read it, then he took out a yellow pad. When he thought
something needed changing he wrote it down.

Both he and Sylvia stood over me while I made the changes, then they
studied the pages for a while. Finally he said, "Good enough, lets
print it and send it"

It took the old printer a long time to print it, and four re-connect
phone calls for the Fax machine to send it all. 

Herb was on his cell phone the whole time, making sure it got there.

He finally hung up and grabbed me in a bear hug. He kissed me on the
cheek and said, "I owe you big-time, pal!" then he got back on the
phone. 

I went outside and jumped in the water to relax my muscles. 
Sylvia joined me and we played and splashed each other for a while,
then we sat on the beach to dry off, and began talking.

She said, "How are you getting along with Sam?"

"I think I'm in love with her"

"Do you think that's smart for a 16 year old? 
After all, you have a lot of living left to do"

"I know, but she's everything I imagine a girl could be"

"Well, maybe you're right. I know she loves you"

"She told you that?"

"Yes, we talk quite a bit"

"What do you think I should do?"

"I think you should do nothing right now. You're going back to school
shortly, so let's just see what happens"

"Is that what Sam wants?"

"No, but that's not important. What is important is for you to take
some time to grow up. Don't worry about Sam. She'll be OK"

"You mean she won't miss me?"

"She'll miss you like crazy, but except for one area she's a very
smart and mature girl"

"What area is that?"

"The area where she fell in love with a Dork like you!"

I picked her up and we ran laughing, and I dumped her into the water.

Around three o'clock the bus returned. I noticed that Dad's friends
weren't there and I mentioned it to him.

He said, "Bob and Squeaky had to get home, so we dropped them at the
airport"


Sam had bought a bunch of trinkets for the people at home, and we were
looking at them when Herb came out and began raving about what a great
job I had done, and he said he was going to celebrate by taking
everyone to dinner later. 

We knew we had a few hours, so Sam and I went for a walk along the
beach, and I asked her if she was having a good time.

She stopped and looked at me. "Pete, I'm having the best time of my
life, but I don't want to talk about it. I also don't want to talk
about tomorrow or the future or you leaving. I just want to enjoy
myself and be with you"

In a little while we went back to the cabin and lay down. We started
to make love, but we were both tired and fell asleep in each other's
arms.

We were awakened by a knock on the door, just before dark. 
It was a houseboy telling us to meet in the main house, so Sam and I
went over to the big room where lunch had been served.
We were the last one's to come in, and everyone was sitting around
drinking. 
A cloth covered the long table.

Herb was sitting at a small table. He had a drink in his hand, and he
was wearing a housecoat. 

When we walked in, he stood up and asked for quiet. 

He said, "I told you that there was a local law that said everything
could be done around here in a bathing suit. Well, there is one
exception. There is a very formal establishment in town, and they
require formal attire, so I took the liberty of providing you with
proper dress. 
However, I must warn you, underclothes are not permitted"

He then took off his housecoat. 

He was dressed in a something strange. I guess you could call a Gaucho
outfit.
He had on bright colored, loose-fitting pants, that were tied with a
rope.
A similar colored short-sleeved top that was open almost to the waist,
and sandals. 
He did a slow turn. 

It didn't really look too bad, but the materiel was so thin, you could
see his privates. 
He pointed to the table, and a houseboy pulled off the cloth. 
There were similar outfits for all of us.

Dad and I looked at each other, but before we had a chance to
complain, Mom told us to shut up and get dressed.

The houseboy had disappeared, so everyone just stepped out of their
clothes and put on their outfits.

The girls looked terrific. The materiel was so thin that you could see
their nipples, and the bottoms had just enough materiel that, unless
you looked real close you couldn't see much unless you were extremely
hairy. But none of them were, so there was no problem.

Dad looked great too. He has a great chest, with enough hair on it to
look like "Mister Macho". 

I, on the other hand, didn't think I looked so good. I was almost
ashamed to face everybody until Sam came over and said I looked fine.

Then Herb reached under the table and came up with a big box. 

He reached in and pulled out three huge, bushy, paste-on mustaches.

The girls all cracked up and proceeded to glue them on us.

Then he brought out scarves for the girl's hair, and huge sombreros
for us. Dad refused to put his on until Mom threatened to set fire to
his mustache.

He finally put it on and we all stared at him. 

He's a big guy, and he has a pretty good suntan. The outfit
accentuated his wide shoulders and muscular arms, and the mustache and
sombrero topped it off. He looked exactly like a Hollywood version of
an old fashioned Mexican bandit.

We all piled in the bus and Herb drove us to a restaurant sitting atop
a hill that looked down on La Paz.
 
When we walked in, it was obvious that he was well known, because we
were immediately shown to a large table.
The place was big and beautifully decorated, with high ceilings and
mirrors everywhere. There was a stage and a dance floor, and a group
on the stage was playing softly.	

Dinner was an adventure. Plate after plate of appetizers, most of
which I had never seen before, and huge goblets filled with some kind
of rum drink. 

Suddenly the band made an overture and four waiters came to our table
carrying the biggest platter I ever saw. 
It was shaped like a giant fish, and must have been six feet long.
On it was a whole baked fish, complete with head and tail. It was over
four feet long and was surrounded by all sorts of seafood. There were
giant-Shrimp, Lobster, Scallops and a bunch of things I didn't
recognize.

They served each of us a whole lobster tail on it's own plate, and
several smaller plates with piles of shrimp and scallops. 
There were huge plates of rice, beans and many other things.

The big fish was cut and treated with some kind of sauce and a giant
piece was set on a big platter in the middle of our table. Then they
carried the fish to each of the other tables in the restaurant and
gave everyone a serving. There was much raising of glasses to Herb.

After we stuffed ourselves and had several more glasses of whatever
was in the goblets, the lights dimmed and a group of dancers came out.

The music rose and a spotlight shown on a Sedan chair being carried by
two tall girls that were dressed in filmy pants and tops that you
could see right through. 

Their skin was covered with sparkles, and the lights reflected off
them. When they reached the center of the room, they set the chair
down and stepped back, a girl stepped off it. 

She had on a long, full wrap, and was wearing a huge headdress. 

The two girls helped her out of the headdress and she stood still in
the wrap for a minute. Then the music burst out, and she dropped the
wrap and bounded to the center of the floor.

She was topless, barefoot, and was wearing a filmy pair of pants,
similar to ours. 

Sam and I recognized her instantly. 
It was the dancer from the beach.

She began dancing and twirling around the room. Her long black hair
was a halo around her as she twisted and swayed to the music.
 
She was wonderful, and the dance was very erotic. 

The music began building, and she danced faster and faster, and
suddenly it stopped, and she slumped to the floor. 

She lay there for two or three seconds, then she slowly raised her
head and looked at us, and crawled snakelike over to our table.

She crawled over dad's leg and up onto his lap, and said something to
Mom. 

Mom nodded and she took Dad's hand and dragged him to the center of
the floor.

She faced him toward the audience, the music started, and she began
dancing around him. 

She was suddenly all over him like a snake. She wrapped herself around
his legs and crawled up his back. She placed his hands behind his neck
and crawled to his shoulders and wove herself around his head. 

They looked magnificent together. Dad stood with his legs apart and
his shoulders thrown back. His chest was bursting out of the shirt and
he looked like a Spanish God.

She was so good, that she made it look like they had practiced it
forever. 

Then Dad started looking uncomfortable. 
I knew what the problem was. 
He was starting to get aroused and it would be easy to see in those
pants. 
She must have realized it too, because she suddenly ended the dance.
There was huge applause, and she brought a dazed Dad back to the table
and thanked him.

The band took a break, and as they cleared our table, everyone was
excitedly talking to Dad and telling him how good he looked out there.
Mom was teasing him about the bulge in his pants.

They brought us some kind of ice cream and some licorice-tasting
drinks, and then a man came to our table and asked if I would dance
with the performer.

Both Sam and Mom nodded enthusiastically.

He asked Dad to put on his sombrero, and for me to take off my shirt
and sandals. Then he went to center stage and announced there would be
something special.

The band came back and a minute later the spotlight followed the
dancer to our table and she took both Dad and me to the floor.

She put us about six feet apart and the band started. 
She began by weaving herself around Dad again, and I just stood there
watching. 

She danced around Dad for a minute or two, then it was as though she
noticed me for the first time. 
She kept dancing around Dad but looking at me more and more. 

Finally, with an exaggerated move she shoved Dad roughly away and came
to me. 

Dad went to the table and sat down, and she and I started dancing
slowly together, like we did on the beach. 
Not touching, but very close. 
The lights were so bright I couldn't see the crowd, but she was so
near and so beautiful, I couldn't help concentrating on her.

As I began to get familiar with her moves, the band saw it and picked
up the tempo.
Soon, I really got into it, and I could tell by her face, she did,
too.

At one point she put her hands on my shoulders. 
I automatically put my hands on her waist, and without my doing
anything she leapt into the air. 
I knew it looked from the floor like I had thrown her.

We did it again a moment later, and this time I was ready, and I
helped her fly higher into the air. 

The audience started applauding and the band picked up the pace even
more. 

I was excited and having a wonderful time and we flew around the floor
together. 
It was warm and soon, both our bodies were dripping with perspiration.
Even she was breathing hard, and when she stumbled a little, I could
tell she was getting tired, so I put my hands on her waist. 

She saw what I was doing and got set for the throw, and I pushed her
higher this time. But at the highest point I grabbed her around the
legs and held her to me. 
Her crotch was directly in front of my face, and I could see her
trimmed bush through her filmy pants. She stared down at me, and I let
her slide very slowly down my body. As her breasts passed in front of
me, I saw that her nipples had drops of perspiration on them. So I
touched my tongue to them.

Now her face was level with mine, and my arms were around her back.
I tightened my grip and held her there, with her feet off the ground.
Our noses were almost touching, and she was staring at me. 
Her eyes were black as coal. And even from that close she was
beautiful.

The heat was pouring off our bodies and the pungent odor of
perspiration from both our bodies was so strong it was almost
overwhelming, but it didn't matter. I was so turned on I could have
made love to her right there. 

Suddenly she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my
neck and kissed me, hard! Her lips were as full as I remembered from
the beach, but this time there was real passion behind the kiss. I was
sure I had a huge hard-on, but I didn't care.

The band realized that the dance was over and ended with a wild
crescendo. On the final note she threw her arms in the air and her
body away from me, then in one motion, she turned around, backed
against me, and pulled my arms around her. 
It took me a second to realize that she had done it to hide my
protruding cock.

The place erupted. People were on their feet applauding. Even the band
stood up.

My cock was caught between us and she pressed her back against me, and
walked us both back to our table.
 
They were all standing. She shook Dad's hand and nodded her thanks to
everyone, and ran off the floor. I quickly sat down.

Herb said "Jesus Christ, Pete, where did you learn to dance like
that?"

I said, "Dancing lessons. Lots and lots of dancing lessons"

I looked at Sam and saw that her smile was a little strained.

I knew what the problem was, but I leaned close to her and asked what
was the matter.

"You were really turned on by her weren't you?"

Thinking quickly, I said, "Of course I was. All the time I was dancing
with her, I was thinking about you, and how we made love on the beach
the last time I danced with her"

She grinned and said, "Pete, my love, you are so full of Shit" 
But I think she felt better.

It was still early and Herb was describing where he was going to take
us next, when a man came to the table and whispered something to him. 

His face turned ashen, and he excused himself, nodded to Sylvia, and
the two of them followed the man outside. 

A few minutes later they returned, and asked all of us to come with
them.

On the way to the bus he asked Mom and Dad to sit in front with him.

He talked to them on the way back to the house, and when we got there,
Sylvia ran to a phone and began dialing and Herb addressed Sam and me.

"Kids, I have a problem. It's tomorrow morning at our European office.
The document that Pete helped me with is being reviewed as we speak by
a consortium of investors from all over the world. There are some
decisions that have to be made, and they have to be made right now.
There are documents to be prepared that only I can do, and it's going
to take at least all night, and probably most of the day tomorrow.

Pete, your Mom and Dad have to get back to sign some papers on the new
house tomorrow, so I'm sending them home. But I'm asking you to stay
another day and help me"

Then he turned to Sam. "Sam, you're welcome to stay too, but I must
tell you that I'm going to ask Pete to be with me all night and until
this thing is over, to help me make changes in the documents"

I thought to myself that it would be kind of exciting to be a part of
these important things, so I immediately said I'd be happy to stay,
but Sam said she would have to check with her Dad, and picked up the
phone to call him.

She hung up and said that her dad needed her at the airport, so she
would have to go back with Mom and Dad, but she'd like to stay with us
tonight as we worked

Herb offered the bus, so Mom and Dad could go back into town and
continue the evening, but they declined, saying they were tired.
But I saw the way he was looking at Mom, and knew he was still horny
from what happened at the restaurant.

Herb came and put his hand on my shoulder. "You have no idea how much
I appreciate what you're doing. I promise you won't regret it"

He said some things to one of the help, and they pushed couches over
by the door of the office and started bringing in a coffee maker and
baskets of fruit.

We all went to our rooms to change into suitable clothes.

I took a quick shower and Sam was waiting for me when I came out. She
hugged me and said how disappointed she was that we couldn't spend our
last night here, in bed together. 

We held each other for a while, and I started to get hard. Sam laughed
and said we had to get back, so I threw on some shorts and a T-shirt,
and so did Sam.

When we got back to the main house, Sylvia and Herb had both changed
into similar outfits and she had pulled a chair up to the desk next to
Herbs and was studying some papers. 

As we walked to the desk she turned to us and she was wearing glasses.
I pointed and started to say something and she interrupted,

"One word from you, young man, and you'll regret it!" 
We all laughed.

Herb was on the phone. 
He spent most of the next sixteen hours on it.

A fax would come in and Sylvia would study it and make notes, then she
would hand it to Herb. He would look at it, talk on the phone for a
while, then make some additional notes and hand it to me. I would type
it into the computer and they would both look at it. If it needed some
additional changes, I would make them and print it. They would both
look at the paper, and if it were to their liking, they would fax it.

Then we would wait.

It soon became obvious that Sylvia was much more then she appeared.
Sometimes she and Herb would get into heated arguments, but it never
reached the shouting stage, and in many, if not most cases they would
do things her way.

They were fun to watch. I had seen Herb be very positive with people,
but he never got rough with her, or she with him. 

At one point, Sam whispered to me, "He really loves her, doesn't he"
I agreed.

Around two o'clock, Sam fell asleep on the couch. 
I tried to get her to go to her room but she insisted on staying. 
At four o'clock the faxes started coming in bunches. We were busy
until almost six.
I was exhausted, but Herb and Sylvia were full of energy.


Wednesday Morning

Herb told me to go lie down. He said that there wouldn't be much
happening for a while. 
I crawled over next to Sam, but I couldn't sleep.
Every time the fax machine would start, I would jump up, but Herb said
that they were only updates, and he would call me if he needed me.

At Seven-thirty Mom came and got Sam so she could get ready, and they
all came back at nine and thanked Herb, and kissed everyone goodbye.

Around eleven there was another flurry and over an hour of solid work.

A little after noon, a single page came in. Herb read it and signed it
and faxed it back and he and Sylvia got up and danced around the room.
They both hugged me and said "It's Done!"

We all three stood there like Zombies, then Herb picked Sylvia up in
his arms and said, "Pete, turn off the lights and close the Fucking
door. Let's get some sleep, because later tonight we have to
celebrate"

I went back to the room and crashed.

It seemed like it was only a few minutes later when I was waked up by
a knock on the door. 

Sylvia said, "C'mon, get up! I'm hungry!"

I looked at the clock and it was after nine. I took a shower and went
looking for her in the main house. She was in the big room and there
was a table set up with a bunch of sandwiches and plates of fresh
veggies. I dug in, and through bites of sandwich, I asked, "Where's
Herb?"

"Chicago"

"WHAT? What the heck is he doing in Chicago? When did he leave?

"Five this afternoon."

"Doesn't he ever sleep?"

"He'll sleep on the plane. C'mon, hurry up and eat. We have places to
go"

I stuffed down the rest of my sandwich and followed her out the side
of the house. There, sitting in the driveway was a motorcycle and two
helmets.

She said, "Do you ride?"

"Uhh, no"

"That's OK", She put on one of the helmets and tossed the other one to
me. Then she threw her leg over it and fired it up.

I said, "Who does this belong to?"

"You. C'mon, get on" I climbed in back of her and we took off.

The bike was a powerhouse, and she tore up the driveway and onto the
main road. 

I couldn't ask any questions, there was too much wind noise, so I just
sat and enjoyed the ride. She rode expertly, and the headlight cutting
through the warm night air was magical. 

Before long we pulled into the restaurant where we had been the night
before. We hung our helmets on the bike and I followed her up some
steps behind the building into a room.

It was dim inside. One whole wall was a window that looked over the
showroom on the floor below. There were several sofas and some chairs
in front of the windows. At the rear there was a door, and Sylvia took
me through it. It led to a bedroom. Against the back wall there was a
huge four-poster bed and several chairs. In the corner was a big
shower with clear glass sides. Next to it on one side was an open door
leading to a small toilet room, on the other side was a dressing
table. The walls in the room were all draped and the ceiling above and
the wall behind the bed were mirrored.

We went back to the front room and sat down. The floorshow was going
on and that fantastic girl was dancing.

I said, "Whose rooms are these?"

"Herbs. He owns the place"

"Why didn't I see the windows when we were having dinner?"

"Because of all the bright decorations. Besides, they are one-way
glass. From the other side they look like mirrors"

"Tell me about the motorcycle?"

"It came from a dealer in town. It's just a little ' thank-you' from
Herb.
You have no idea what you did for us. The bike is nothing. Herb is
very generous and has plans for you. 

As soon as your house in LA is complete, he'll have the bike shipped
to you"

"Do Mom and Dad know about it?"

"Yep"

There was a knock on the door, and the girls who had carried the
dancer in on the chair yesterday, came in. One was carrying a trey of
food and drinks; the other had a large hamper. They were still dressed
in the stage outfits, and as close as I was, I could see right through
them.

One poured our drinks and sat cross-legged on the floor next to us, 

The other put the hamper in the bedroom and joined us, and we all
watched the show. 

The dance ended and I turned to Sylvia and said, "Except for you, Sam
and Kate, that is the most beautiful woman I ever saw," 
Sylvia laughed out loud.
"Where in the world did you learn the diplomacy? You are wonderful!"

A few seconds later, there was a knock at the door. The girls opened
it and the dancer walked in.

Sylvia and her said a few words, and she walked over and stood in
front of me with her hands on her hips. She had on the same kind of
filmy pants she had worn the night before, but she had a thin shirt
around her shoulders that was open to the waist.

She had just finished dancing, and her body was covered by a sheen of
perspiration, but she was magnificent. 

She smiled at me, and walked into the bedroom. The two girls followed
her.

Sylvia took my hand and we followed them. Once inside, Sylvia sat on
the bed, so I sat beside her and we watched.

One of the girls turned on the shower and the other helped the dancer
out of her clothes. Completely naked, she came to me and lightly
touched my cheek.

I felt like my whole body was covered with Goosebumps. My penis was
hard as a rock. 

The other girls took off their outfits and stepped inside the shower,
and the dancer joined them. 

She stood still while they bathed her. 

They shampooed her long black hair and one carefully washed her face
while the other soaped her shoulders and back. One knelt in front of
her and washed her breasts and stomach and the other soaped her bottom
and legs. The one that was kneeling picked up a foot and held it while
the other washed her leg and pussy. Then they did the other leg.
The dancer stepped under the shower and let the water run over her,
and the other two started scrubbing each other.

I was in a trance. This was beyond anything I had ever dreamed about.

Sylvia was watching me, and she finally said, "Step in here for a
minute", and we walked into the other room.

She smiled and said, "Did you enjoy the show in there?"

"Wow, I sure did"

"Well it was done just for you. The dancer's name is Tatiana. She fell
in lust for you when you danced with her on the beach. And last night
it got worse. She told me she wanted to rape you right on the stage. 

"When did you talk to her?"

She called today while you were sleeping, and we cooked up this silly
scheme"

I asked, "How do you know her?"

"Herb and I saw her dancing at a small pub in Manzanillo about a year
ago, and he was very impressed, so he offered her a job here at the
club. She asked if her two half sisters could come too. That's who the
other two girls are. They're several years younger then she is. 

Since they started here, the club has been packed every night. And
we've grown to like them a lot. Herb arraigned for them to take some
tests and got them enrolled in a local college, and they are all three
doing very well"

"Do they do this kind of stuff often"

"No, and I want to talk to you about it. The girls are not virgins,
but none of them have a lot of experience. The Mexican culture is
pretty strict, and I doubt if any of them have done anything unusual.
So don't try to get them to hang from the ceiling or anything"

"Wait a minute! Am I supposed to make love to all three of them?"

Sylvia laughed out loud. "I told you I was going to 'get' you for
teasing me! 

But here's the deal. 
I know Tatiana wants to be with you, but I don't know about the girls.
Whatever is going to happen is up to you and them.

But you have to promise me something. You MUST use protection. There
is a new box of condoms in the nightstand next to the bed. Use them. 
If all three want to play, don't go from one girl to the next without
changing condoms"

"But why? Don't you trust them?

"Trust has nothing to do with it. I've seen the way you are with
women, and you have to start being more careful."

What she said was a little chilling, but I knew she was right, and I
promised myself I'd remember it.

Suddenly I was beginning to be a little overwhelmed by the situation,
and I must have looked it, because Sylvia said,
"Don't worry about things. I've seen you in action, and you won't have
a problem" Then she pointed to the door and said; "Now go in there and
make me proud"

I went back into the room, and all three girls were sitting on the bed
talking. Tatiana was lying with her head on the pillow and had pulled
the bedspread around her. The girls were in robes, sitting on the
edges of the bed.
They stopped talking and looked at me.

A lot has happened to me in the last month, but this was
mind-boggling.
One of the most exotic women I'd ever seen was expecting me to make
love to her, and possibly her two sisters as well. 

I was actually scared for a minute, but I looked into there eyes, and
saw something. They were concerned too, but there was something else.
They were curious!

Both girls stood up, as I lay down next to Tatiana. 

She nodded to the girls and said to me, "Stay or no?" Somehow I knew
right then, that I was in charge.

I said, "Stay"

While the girls watched, I pulled the bedspread back.

She was magnificent. Her body was gorgeous but her muscles were very
defined. It was a dancer's body, and this was a very strong girl.

She was a little tense, so I pulled myself close to her and kissed
her.

Those wonderful lips were more then willing and she returned my kiss
with passion. I cupped her breast with one hand and her nipple was
rock-hard.
I kissed down her neck and around her nipple, then I took it in my
mouth and sucked it. She pulled my head to her breast and trembled
slightly.
I danced my tongue around her nipple, and nibbled on it, while I
caressed the other breast. She arched her back and I could feel her
body flush. Then I reached down and touched her sex. 

The hair was trimmed, and still a little damp from the shower. I ran
my finger along her slit, and up around the hood of her clit. She
wasn't wet yet, so I kissed my way down her stomach. When I got near
her sex she suddenly pushed me away, and sat up.

She had an alarmed look on her face and started talking in Spanish to
one of the girls. The other girls joined in and they were talking
rapidly.

I called out for Sylvia. She came in and I told her what had happened.
She went to the girls and talked to them.
The conversation went on for a while.

Then Sylvia turned to me, and I saw her smile. 
She started taking off her clothes and said to me, "Get naked" 
I got undressed and she lay on the bed next to Tatiana, and held her
arms out to me. 

I lay on top of her and she kissed me.

It was a very nice kiss and after a minute she pushed my head to her
breast.

I thought to myself, 'I don't know what's going on, but I'll play
along with it'. Besides, my cock was so hard I could have cut glass
with it.

As I licked and sucked her breast she talked to me "I told you the
girls were inexperienced. Oral sex is taboo in their country, and
although they had heard about it, they hadn't seen it before, and it
scared her. So she asked me to demonstrate"

She grinned, and she said, "Just remember the sacrifice I'm making for
you"

I worked on her breasts for a while and when I reached down and
touched her pussy she was very ready. I guessed it was because she had
been in the other room, thinking about what was going on in here.

I put in two fingers and found her "G" spot and rubbed her for a
while. She began to shudder and I bent down and touched my tongue to
her clit. She shuddered again and soaked my hand and lips with her
juices.

I glanced up and the other girls were staring, wide-eyed.
Tatiana had actually gotten on her belly and was watching from a few
inches away.

I was beside myself. I wanted to laugh at the bizarre situation. But I
looked at these three beautiful women and I just made up my mind to
keep going, no matter what!

Sylvia sighed and lay back for a minute, and then she pushed me on my
back and took my cock in her mouth.

The girl's watched as she worked expertly on me. Their eyes were glued
on her mouth. When I got ready to come and she pulled back and
finished me with her hand.
 
I spurted high in the air, and when I was done she took a tissue from
a box on the nightstand and cleaned me up. 

She leaned close and said, "We'll teach them how to swallow, another
time" 

I looked at Tatiana. Her eyes were wide, and she had put the corner of
a pillow in her mouth and was chewing on it.

One of the girls on the floor was hugging her robe around herself, the
other had her hand under her robe, and her eyes were glassy.

Sylvia took one of Tatiana's hands and put it on my cock. I had
softened a little, but the minute she touched it, it started to get
harder.

Tatiana looked at Sylvia and gingerly leaned over and touched her
tongue to my cock. It jumped when she did. She pulled back for a
second and then she leaned back and took it in her mouth.

Her teeth scraped the head of my cock and I went "Ow"

Sylvia knew immediately what was wrong and said something to her. 

This time she was more careful, but it was obvious she was going to
need practice, so I pulled her head off and started kissing her.

Then Sylvia said something to the girls and they began pulling off
their robes.

I said, "What's happening?"

Sylvia said, "I told them that if they wanted to stay, they would have
to be naked" Then she said, "This is Kayla, and this is Ramona"

They both smiled at me, but the one named Kayla had her eyes glued to
my cock. She sat on the bed next to me, and said something to Tatiana,
and I heard Sylvia giggle. 

Kayla then leaned over and took my cock in her mouth and Tatiana
started talking to her.

Sylvia said, "Your new expert here, is telling her how to be careful
with her teeth" 

She bobbed her head up and down for a while, then she backed off and
nodded to Ramona. 

Ramona came over and gobbled it right down. I suspected this was not
her first time. After a moment or two Tatiana pushed the girl away and
pulled me to her. 

I touched her pussy and it was dripping wet. I started to kiss her
belly, but she pulled me on top of her. 

Sylvia grabbed me and quickly slid on a lubricated rubber.
I tried to push my member into Tatiana and she yelped.

Sylvia said, "Take it easy, you're a lot bigger then her boyfriend"

I thought about the big guy on the beach, and I was suddenly pleased
with myself.

I let my cock rest against her opening until she relaxed somewhat.
Then little by little I settled into her. She was as tight as I had
ever felt, her pussy was boiling hot and she was trembling with
excitement. I don't think I went five strokes, when she came. 

Her pussy tightened of me so much it hurt, and I had to wait a minute
till she relaxed. Then I started into her in earnest.

I was slamming into her, and she was meeting every stroke.

At one point she wrapped her legs around me and started squeezing me.

She was obviously very into it, but it started to hurt, so I pried her
legs loose, pushed her knees up next to her head and held them there.

I was in her so deep, my balls were slapping her ass, and she was
moaning and saying things in Spanish. 

I glanced quickly around.

Sylvia was watching intently and her face was flushed. Kayla was
staring, and pulling at her nipples. Ramona's hand was a blur on her
pussy.

Suddenly Tatiana shrieked and grabbed my arms. She squeezed so tight I
thought her fingers would puncture my skin, when she came. 

It must have been a big one, because I still had her knees pinned
behind her, but with a powerful thrust, she threw me off, turned on
her stomach, and lay there gasping. 
I was now lying on my back, with my cock sticking straight up. 

Before I had a chance to move, Ramona was on me. She impaled her self
on my cock and started humping like crazy. This girl may not have been
awfully experienced, but it was definitely not her first time. Her
pussy was sopping wet, and she knew some good moves. I looked at
Sylvia. She was laughing her head off and holding a condom in her
hand. I guess I must have looked worried, but she just shrugged her
shoulders and kept on laughing.

Ramona was in frenzy. She was coming continually, and fluids were
flying out of her. Her hand was still on her clit; rubbing like mad
and her other hand was pulling at her nipples so hard, I thought she
might hurt herself.

I felt strange. 
It felt good, and I was still rock-hard, but it felt more like an
Olympic event then sex. I was just lying there, and she was doing all
the moving. I laughed to myself and wondered if this is what sex felt
like to a Dildo.

Suddenly her rhythm was gone. She gave some odd jerks and fell on top
of me. Her eyes were tightly closed and her breathing was ragged. 
I rolled her off her and stood up. I was covered with sweat and her
juices.

Kayla ran into the bathroom and came out with a towel. Sylvia
whispered to me, "Go rinse off" and she and Kayla began wiping Ramona.

I rinsed off in the shower. When I came back to the bedroom, Ramona
was in her robe, curled up in a chair, watching me through half-closed
eyes. They had put a bedspread over Tatiana, and moved her to the side
of the bed, and she looked like she was sleeping. 

Sylvia was sitting on the bed talking with Kayla. The girl looked
frightened, and Sylvia looked concerned. 

I asked Sylvia what was wrong, and she said, "I don't know. She wants
you to make love to her, but there's something the matter and she
won't tell me what"  

I sat next to her and she leaned against me. Her head was down, but I
pulled her up and kissed her. She looked at me and slowly lay down on
her back, with her arms at her sides and her legs together. Sylvia was
watching and said something to her. She didn't answer. 

Sylvia reached between the girl's legs, but she pushed her hand away
and reached for mine. She put it on her pussy, and closed her eyes. 

Sylvia said, "Go inside her" 

Her pussy was moist, but her legs were pressed together and I had to
work my finger inside her. I was in just past the first knuckle when I
felt the blockage, and I stopped.

Sylvia said, "She a virgin, isn't she?" I nodded. Sylvia looked at
Ramona, and Ramona looked away. So she went to Tatiana and woke her.
They talked for a while and I held the girl. Kayla was very pretty and
you could see the family resemblance with Tatiana, but she didn't have
Tatiana's breathtaking beauty. She was a little taller and her bust
was a little larger, but she was softer, and not so muscular. 

As I studied her, she didn't look frightened, she looked something
between concerned and resigned.

Sylvia looked at me, and her face softened. "I don't know what it is
about you, but she has talked to Tatiana, and she wants you to be her
first. Can you do this and be very gentle?"

"Yes, I can, but what's with the other girl? She acts like she's mad
or something"

"Don't worry about it. It's just a girl thing. I'll tell you later"

Sylvia said something to Kayla, and Kayla shook her head yes.

Sylvia took one of the towels and put it under the Kayla and said,
"She wants to go through with it. We're going to leave you alone. She
handed me a rubber, and she and the girls left the room and closed the
door.

I started by kissing her and stroking her hair. I was trying to go
slow, but it was obvious she wanted to get on with things. I kissed
her breasts and sucked her nipple into my mouth. It started to get
hard, but I could tell she was nervous. I tried to kiss her between
her legs and she shook her head "No", but I kept after her and began
licking her slit. She finally began to respond. 

I paid lots of attention to her outer lips, but kept away from her
clit until she began to get wet and move around. I parted her outer
lips with my tongue and licked her slowly up and put my lips around
her clit and she shuddered and got much wetter. I kept teasing her
clit and licking her until she was flowing freely, then I got on top
of her and put the head of my cock against her opening.

She was staring into my eyes with an alarmed expression, so I just
stayed there. After a minute, she started pushing against me and I
entered her a little at a time. The head of my cock was barely in her,
when it ran into her Hymen. 

I stopped. We stayed that way for quite a while and she suddenly
thrust herself against me. There was resistance for a second, and
suddenly I was in her a little deeper. She hadn't made a sound but
there was a pained look on her face. 

I waited. Her pussy was now slicker and I pushed a little deeper. She
responded by pushing back and when I was almost all the way in I
started moving slowly in and out. She lay without moving for a while,
then, she began moving against me. 

Her first come was a little one. She stopped and I waited till she
started moving again. This time she was more active. I guessed that
the pain had subsided.

Before long I was moving deeply inside her and her next come was much
stronger. She stopped moving again. 
It was starting to feel good to me, and I think I started moving
before she was ready, because suddenly she bit her lip and squeezed
her eyes shut. 

I looked down and the towel was full of blood, and she was shaking, so
I called for Sylvia. She and Tatiana came in and went to her. 

Ramona stayed by the door.

Sylvia told me to get cleaned up, so I went into the bathroom.

When I came out Kayla and Ramona seemed to be in a heated argument. 

Sylvia was grinning and cleaning up the bed, and I asked her what was
going on.

"I told you that these were simple girls. Ramona has been bragging to
Kayla about having a boyfriend, and has been teasing her about being a
virgin.

Kayla just told her that you said she was the best sex you ever had.

"But how could I tell her, I don't speak Spanish?"

"Ramona doesn't know that"

The girls put on their clothes, and Tatiana came to me and gave me a
kiss that would have melted an Iceberg, and said "Gracias" Then she
went to Sylvia and said something, and the three of them left.

Sylvia broke up laughing, then she looked at me and said, "Well, did
you have a good time?"

I ran to her and kissed her. I was still half-hard and rubbed it
against her. 

She backed away, and here eyes were wide.

"You mean to tell me that you had sex with four women tonight and you
want MORE?" 

I didn't tell her that I hadn't come with anyone but her. Instead I
said, "That was just for fun. I want to get serious with you!" She
shook her head and said, "Let's go home" and we went out and started
to get on the bike, when I remembered something and said, 

"what did Tatiana say to you when they left?"

Sylvia laughed out loud. 
"She told me that she would liked to have fucked your dad too, but you
were probably a better dancer"

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