Chapter 73: Slap on the Back of Your Head

Lydia

We spent some more time in the pool, just having a good time. As could be expected, Mark shamelessly made use of his favorite toys – our boobs – and he had no qualms to include Ilka and Doreen in that, although we noticed that he always looked at Jogi or Mario for confirmation and asked the girls for permission before putting his hands on either of them.

Mario, knowing that Ilka was okay with just about everything, finally worked up the chutzpah to join in and after a bit of encouragement from Doreen, Jogi did the same. Soon our assets were in high demand and all three of them proved rather skillful. Well, we had known that about Mark for years and I could see that he actually enjoyed his status as the most experienced of the men, teaching Mario and Jogi some of his tricks.

What really impressed me though, and not only because he used my tits for doing so, instead of just horsing around, Mark also used the opportunity to teach Mario and Jogi how they could check their partners’ breasts for any suspicious knots.

This practice had once come from our first ‘topless wine parties’, back in the day when we were still living in Emden. Since Mark always had his hands on our boobs anyway, he had regularly checked our assets for anything suspicious. If – heaven forbid – anyone of us would ever come down with a case of breast cancer, we could rest assured that Mark would be the first to notice. That and regular mammography had always given us a sense of safety concerning this dastardly illness.

I could tell that Ilka and Doreen were no less impressed. After having them practice on me, Mark asked Mario and Jogi to show what they had learned on their respective girlfriends.

“I have to admit,” Ilka said, still blushing with excitement because Mario had been very thorough in putting his new-found knowledge into action. “I always thought that your work for all those charities was just something athletes do, for PR or something.”

I shook my head. “No, we’ve worked with charities that promote breast cancer prevention for many years. I’m at an age where I’m becoming vulnerable to it, and Nadja’s mother died of breast cancer. I’ve done commercials promoting regular mammography for years. I’m probably the only woman who can regularly show her tits on American TV and it doesn’t end up being a scandal.”

“Wow, you actually let them film you while getting a mammography?” Doreen asked.

I nodded. “The PR boffins found out that it is actually quite effective, and funnily enough it’s the men who then encourage their wives to take preventive measures.”

Doreen started to giggle while looking at my tits. “I can imagine why. If someone told me I had to sell my granny, but in return my boobs would look like yours when I’m forty, there would be a yard sale tomorrow.”

Everyone laughed at that statement.

“Speaking of boobs,” Regina chipped in. “Since we have now established that all three lads are quite good with their hands, should we put their tongues to the test?”

Slightly buzzed from her beer intake, Femke whooped and cheered.

“Okay, here’s the deal,” Regina continued. “We still have some honey left from the barbecue. Everyone of us puts a tiny blob of it on one of our boobs and our pussies. The boys have to find and remove both, but only using their tongue. Of course it would be impolite to stop after finding them.”

Quite a few of us giggled.

“You better guess me right again,” Doreen told Jogi with a giggle.

“No pressure then,” he complained theatrically.

“Dude, pay attention to the rules,” Mario told him with a grin. “Regina said we can only use the tongue, but there’s no restriction on where to use it. If the boob is huge, it’s Meri. Lick the arm. If it takes you two minutes to do it – it’s Doreen. When you need two minutes for the thigh, it’s Femke, Three easy points.”

Femke and Doreen started giggling and simultaneously put a kiss on Mario’s cheeks, giving him one of his cute blushes again.

Mario

“You know, you’re getting this all wrong,” I heard Mark say with a chuckle when Regina blindfolded me. “There’s two girls in here who get an absolute kick out of being blindfolded, yet you put those things on us again.”

“I actually quite enjoy it,” I blurted out on an impulse and I heard the girls laugh.

“I can tell,” Ilka teased me and I felt the familiar heat of a massive blush. I was rock hard, so my excitement was somewhat obvious.

“We’ll do something about it,” Regina whispered in my ear. “You know what a sixty-nine is, right?”

Oh goody. Now I was really hard.

Getting into position was a bit cumbersome, us being blindfolded and all, but I eventually found the boobs that I was supposed to search with my tongue. I twirled it around the nipples and I immediately knew I was dealing with Lydia.

Her boobs were ridiculously firm for a woman her age, but that was not what had fascinated me the most when I had seen her topless for the first time. Her nipples were absolutely amazing. I had no words to describe it, but they were simply perfect – not too big, not too small – in essence they looked just perfect. Granted, my tongue couldn’t tell me the color, but I knew for sure it were her boobs I was currently running my tongue over. And besides, since Mark had shown us how to check a woman’s breasts for early signs of breast cancer, using Lydia as the test subject, I had acquired some familiarity with her spectacular rack.

Having found the little blob of honey, I worked my way down. I normally hated honey with a passion, but I absolutely didn’t care right now. That had most likely to do with the fact that I had shifted my position and I felt a pair of lips closing around my dick. I homed in on her pussy trying to stay somewhat conscious while getting yet another blowjob – the ninth of the evening, or something like that. I had stopped counting.

Regina

Holy crap, Mario really made the most of the opportunity. Sixty-nines were not uncommon in this house but it was usually Mark on his back with me or Lydia on top. By necessity the roles were reversed, with Lydia on her back and Mario on all fours above her. What had started as Lydia giving him a gentle upside-down blowjob while he was giving her pussy an almighty tongue massage had developed into a rather passionate encounter.

Her identity had been given away minutes ago, as she was grunting, close to a massive orgasm. Mario was still enthusiastically working on her pussy, but he was also fucking her face something fierce. Lydia had actually gagged once or twice as he thrust is organ deep into her throat. They practically came at the same time, and for a moment I was afraid we would end up making too much noise.

“Holy crap,” Mark commented the nearby ruckus. “Are you sixty-ninening over there?”

As both Lydia and Mario were breathing heavily, no immediate answer was forthcoming.

“Nothing ... in the rules ... says you can’t, man.” Mario told him once he had caught his breath a little.

I knew Mark wouldn’t do something rash, but since he was also blindfolded, I felt it was a good idea to tell him that it was Doreen currently at the receiving end of his oral ministrations.

“I know. Don’t worry,” Mark said.

“I wouldn’t actually mind,” Doreen said with a giggle.