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 Chapter 16 in the `Heather' series deals with the remainder of Italian
teacher Giorgio's stay with Heather and me.  Heather is seventeen years and
eight months old.
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   Chapter 16.  ALL-NIGHTER SEX SESSION.  Heather age 17.  Threesome with
Giorgio - frolics in an airport!
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   Early the following evening I came home from work.  Giorgio was still at
the school, finishing off some work.  Heather opened a beer for me and then
said she had something to tell me.  "I've had sex with Giorgio, Peter - I
hope you don't mind." "Mind?" I replied.  "Provided you wanted to do it and
he didn't force you, why should I mind?  You know I love you giving
pleasure to other men.  How many times has he fucked you?" "Twice" she
said, chuckling.  "Once yesterday while you were out shopping and today at
school during the lunch-break.  Can you believe, he's got a tattoo on his
cock?" I laughed.  "You got a good close look, then!" "Certainly" she
responded.  "It's the first time I've had a butterfly in my mouth!"
   I saw no reason to tell my teenage wife that I was aware of her getting
fucked by Giorgio.  I told her that she ought to tell him that she had told
me about it, and straight after dinner she did, before we had got up from
the dinner table.  Giorgio went white and looked at me.  I said "It's OK,
Giorgio, I don't mind at all.  As far as I'm concerned if Heather likes
someone enough to let them fuck her, who am I to deny her the pleasure?" He
visibly relaxed.  "Oh, Peter, I no know what to say.  You English so free -
if you Italian husband, you knife me!" I laughed.  "Believe me, Giorgio, I
know what Heather's charms do to a man.  I don't blame you at all, nor her.
I'm happy for her to enjoy another man if she wants to.  I know from past
experience that it doesn't affect her feelings for me." "No, it doesn't"
interjected Heather.  "You know I love you more because you let me do it
with other men or boys if I want to." "You very lucky man, Peter" sighed
Giorgio.  I grinned at him.  "I know, Giorgio, I know!"
   As we were getting undressed for bed later in the bedroom I got the idea
that as it was Giorgio's last night with us, Heather might like to make it
memorable for him by spending the night in his bed rather than ours.  I
suggested it to her; she looked at me a little hesitantly at first.  "Are
you sure you wouldn't mind?" she queried.  "Of course not" I replied.  "On
one condition, though - leave the door open so I can hear." Her eyes
sparkled, and she kissed me.  "No wanking, then - I'm going to want you up
me first thing in the morning!" "OK, I promise" I said.  "It'll be hard,
though!" My wife giggled.  "I certainly hope so!  See you in the morning."
   Heather joined Giorgio in the spare bedroom, and I got into bed.  For
the next two hours I was treated to the delicious sounds of my wife and
Giorgio making love and enjoying each other's bodies; rhythmically creaking
bedsprings, moans, panting, lust-filled sex-talk and lovely squelching from
my 17 year-old wife's cunt each time she was shagged.  As promised, I
refrained from rubbing my painfully hard erection, and eventually drifted
off to sleep.  However I was woken at about 2 o'clock by my wife shaking
and kissing me.
   "I don't feel right leaving you in here on your own all night.  How
about you joining us?" she pleaded.
   "Would Giorgio be alright with that?" I responded groggily.
   "He hasn't got a choice" she chuckled.  "I told him I'm coming in here
to get you."
   Well, what could I do?  I followed my young wife back to the spare
bedroom and got into the double bed there (we kept a double bed there in
order to accommodate our visiting friends who are couples).  After some
initial awkwardness (which Heather soon dispelled!) the three of us settled
down to continue making love for most of the rest of the night.  And by
god, did we fuck her!  Even when we we'd shot all the spunk that we had
into her, her hot mouth and nimble fingers could always make us hard again
and we'd shag her yet again without being able to cum anymore.  She said
she thought she'd died and gone to heaven!  Eventually we got a couple of
hours sleep as it started to get light, but we did manage to rustle up one
more load of cum each to inject into her when we woke up.
   The next day we took Giorgio to the airport.  However, his plane was
delayed by an hour.  He preferred to stay with us while he waited, so he
didn't go airside and wait as we couldn't go there.  We sat with him in a
corner of the shopping area.  With nothing else to do, and with the memory
of the previous hot night of us both shagging my lovely 17 year-old wife
still very fresh and her being sat between us, we started kissing and
cuddling her, rapidly getting horny again.  When I suggested finding
somewhere we could fuck her again, though, she said absolutely not - she
was still sore down there from taking our cocks all the previous night! 
However, we could see a little more discreet area close by, and she said if
we moved over there she would wank us off.  So we rapidly changed seats and
Giorgio and I took off our jackets, draped them over our genital area and
got our cocks out beneath.  Sitting between us, Heather took a cock in each
hand and started to masturbate them.  However, she soon gave up trying to
do both at once, not being ambidextrous.  She brought Giorgio to orgasm
first, followed shortly after by me shooting all over her hot jerking hand.
Not a moment too soon, as a couple of minutes later the announcement of
Giorgio's flight rang out, and we walked with him to the gate and said
goodbye.  
  
Heather Ch.16 (age 17)