The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 3 - Sex Stories

The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 3

... upstairs to prepare herself for picking up Michelle from the station. “If you want to take that trouble, go ahead. But she will probably put on a skimpy bikini the moment she has brought her things to her room. Or less. With her exhibitionistic inclinations and with this weather, she might even decide to wear nothing at all, or just something seductive. Then you would be the only one looking decent as you put it. The trunks are more than sufficient, to start with. But I think I know what’s going to happen. You will pretty soon feel very uncomfortable in them.” “I haven’t a clue from whom she might have inherited such inclinations. Sorry, that’s a bit silly, but you put the ball on the spot.” I had seen photographs of Michelle, but her real appearance was even more awesome. The resemblance with Claudia was striking; she was almost a younger copy. And she was gorgeous, with a figure to die for and the same Mediterranean emanation as her mother. She had dark eyes to drown in and her long hair was brown with a reddish hue, making me think of mahogany. She was wearing a white top, a short beige skirt above her endless tanned legs and open shoes with rather high heels. “Very nice to meet you,” she said with a wonderful smile, reaching out. As she kissed me on the cheek a delicious scent of perfume spread around me. “It’s a pleasure for me too. I have been looking forward to meeting you.” “I’m going to walk Milou and will do some shopping,” Claudia said, “I leave you two to get ...

... acquainted.” Whereas Michelle was upstairs, I took a glass of beer onto the terrace and had a glance at the evening paper that had just arrived. But I couldn’t really concentrate on it. It was hardly believable that in a few weeks’ time my life had taken a completely unexpected turn. I was bestowed with gifts I could not have dreamt of. Not just one, but even two very beautiful women had all of a sudden arrived into my life, both being sweet, charming, intelligent and immensely sexy. Moreover, a third one seemed to be approaching in the distance. When the girl came onto the terrace, having also taken a glass of beer, she was wearing only one small piece of clothing, being extremely high cutoff denim pants. Their top button was not fastened, and there seemed to be a tattoo on her mount of Venus. Her lovely small tits were tanned like the rest of her body; no lines whatsoever. She looked absolutely stunning. “So, here we are, finally,” she opened the conversation when she was seated, her legs crossed. “In order to bring you up to standard about my knowledge of the great relation between you and my mother, I should tell you that I know all about your lovemaking in the wood the night before yesterday. In detail. And also about the hot games of yesterday, like the fucking here in the garden, and those on the lake this afternoon. Mom told me in the car when she had picked me up.” She sipped from her beer. “That doesn’t surprise me.” “You should also know,” she went on, “that I have ...