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Dear Sweethearts

ClubSweethearts

I can use Pornography in a sentence!
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Taken from the free ebook: http://clubseventeen.com/ebook/Sweethearts2.pdf

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Dear Sweethearts,

I have just returned from a two week holiday in Spain. It was one of those last minute offers that
included the flight, the stay in the hotel and breakfasts. I was there for the sunshine and the first
couple of days I did nothing else but lay on the beach, sometimes in my bathing suit, other days in
my string bikini. And of course I did some topless sunbathing every now and then as well. I was
visited regularly by Spanish boys who were out for a little adventure with a foreign tourist. But I refused
their offers. I really didn’t fancy anything like that, even though my pussy was wet with being
out in the sunshine all day. I solved that “problem” by using my fingers on myself in the afternoon
or the evening, or by using the handle of my hairbrush.

One afternoon I met a German couple. I accidentally bumped into the woman when I was looking
for a place to sit on a terrace. She spilled some wine over her dress and I invited her to come over
to my hotel, which was close by, to clean it up. As her husband wasn’t with her at the time she went
with me and in the bathroom she took her dress off with much ado. She wasn’t wearing anything
underneath and I admired her beautiful body. She had wonderful long legs, a trimmed pussy, a flat,
solid tummy and firm tits with hard nipples on them.

She noticed me staring at her and said “Do you like what you see?”
I stammered something and she laughed. When I tried to remove the stain from her dress with green
soap she stood right behind me. I could feel her nipples sticking into my back through the material
of my T-shirt and she softly whispered in my ear. “My nam’s Britta and I think you are very beautiful
too!” I turned crimson and told her my name: “Yvon”.

I walked over onto the balcony where I hung her dress up to dry in the sunshine. Back in the living
room she got hold of me and kissed me on the mouth.
“We could have a little fun while my dress is drying, or wouldn’t you like that?” she asked. I nodded
and kissed her too. A little later we were naked, in sixty nine position on the bed. Her tongue
ran over my pussy and I was already licking her little clit. She pushed her tongue into my wet split
and licked me in a heavenly way. I finger fucked her and carefully (as I didn’t know if she would
like it) pushed my index finger into her asshole. She reacted pretty intensely, her body shaking.
With my tongue and fingers inside her pussy and another finger up her ass she couldn’t control herself
for much longer and while she pushed her cunny against my face she reached an orgasm. Then
she continued to work on me again and soon enough I was overwhelmed by a climax too.

We were going to have dinner together that evening and as it wasn’t very warm I decided to put on
a pair of trousers, sneakers and a long sleeved shirt. Britta was wearing a tight leather skirt with a
split up the side and she looked absolutely amazing. Hans, her husband, was a grey haired man.
The three of us went to a disco after dinner and we stayed there until about three in the morning.
Then they invited me for a couple of drinks in their hotel room. There were only two chairs there so
I decided to sit down on their bed where Britta joined me while Hans poured our drinks.

Without saying a word Britta grabbed hold of me and pushed her tongue across my lips. I responded
immediately, turning it into a hot French kiss, at the same time longing for her tongue to explore
my pussy. A subtle and tender hand slid across my tits. I thought it was Brittas’ at first but it
appeared to be a horny Hans! The inside of my thighs were caressed too and they were quite surprised
by the fact that I wasn’t wearing any panties...

Britta took off my shirt and said to her husband: “Look how beautiful Yvon is....” She asked me to
stand up. When I was on my feet Hans had already taken my pants off so I was completely naked.
The both of them were looking at me. Britta sighed and Hans made a whistling sound. Then the
German couple gently forced me on my back on the bed and four hands were touching and stroking
me. A firm kiss was planted on my pussy that was soaking wet by now and the both of them sucked
my nipples.

The both of them took their clothes off too and Britta put her warm body next to mine while Hans
kissed and licked our pussies in turns. How wet I was! We, the women, were making love to each
other and Hans enjoyed himself with four long legs and two soaking wet pussies. By then I really
started to long for a long, hot dick inside me. It was as if he could read my mind: Hans put a condom
on his dick and shoved it straight into my snatch. His wife was spoiling my tits by now.
I moaned that I wanted to get fucked really hard. Britta reacted by biting my nipples pretty hard and
her husband rammed into me, showing no mercy. He really touched the bottom with that long pole
of his and I felt I was going to come any second now. He saw it and enjoyed my cringing pussy
around his slippery pole. With a deep grunt he filled the condom.

I didn’t get any time to recover because Britta moved in sixty nine position on top of me and began
to lick my fanny which was fucked only seconds ago. She was so eager she nearly swallowed
my pussy lips! Just when I started to lick her pussy too Hans’ dick appeared above me. His balls
touched my nose when shoved his pole, which was still hard, deep into his wife’s pussy. He fucked
her hard and this way the three of us were pretty busy with each other. He fucked her without a
condom by the way.

We all took turns in cumming and after that I spent the night in their hotel room. During the rest of
the holidays I enjoyed his dick and her pussy on a daily basis and of course they enjoyed me too.
At the end they escorted me to the airport and when she gave me a French kiss in the middle of the
crowd, my panties got soaking wet again.

Love,

Yvon

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Taken from the free ebook: http://clubseventeen.com/ebook/Sweethearts2.pdf
 
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