Chapter 26: Venla and Her Friend Aino

The weekend with Francesca and Kim was as lovely as ever and a marvelous distraction from everything else. The delightful interlude with petite Xiaomei had been exciting, but sex with my two longtime lovers was in a league of its own.

These two busty bombshells knew everything about me, knew how to push my buttons. They could play my body like an orchestra musician plays his violin, keeping me on the verge of orgasm for hours. Both had tight and sexy bodies to kill for, with huge busts and firm, hard and delightfully small butts.

What made it even more special was the love between us all, this special bond that made us all feel each other’s emotions and lust.

After they left, I had a day to kill before Angela arranged three back-to-back bookings for me. I decided to have some chemical-free fun on my day off.

Amidst the requests for sex from Laila and the urgent needs of Sally, Melody and Gina, my attention was drawn back to the tall Venla and her friend Aino.

We had exchanged messages over the past few days, during which I discovered that they were flight attendants for a Finnish airline, enjoying a week in London before returning to their waiting boyfriends.

A week without sex had left them both with high tension, begging for release, and they had asked for my assistance - a request I couldn’t resist.

Both were in committed, long-term relationships with much older partners who had sent them on this trip to compensate for the little time they could devote to them. Both felt entitled to indulge in whatever pleasures they wished, including me.

They had witnessed the intense pleasure Sandy experienced when I fingered her in the darkened storefront near the bar where we met. Unbeknownst to me, Aino had also watched Xiaomei emerge from the men’s room just after me with a beaming smile and cum dripping down her legs.

They immediately understood that Xiaomei and I had both betrayed our dates that night, which they found strangely tempting. That’s why they had discreetly followed us outside, pretending to wait for a taxi while they watched us in the dark. Sandy’s screaming orgasm had left nothing to the imagination and prompted Venla to come forward with a direct message.

The days of waiting for our rendezvous had increased their excitement. They had shared their secret sexual fantasies, played with each other, and even visited a strip bar for women with hung male strippers. Now they were horny as teenagers and tried to rip my clothes off.

When I showed up at their rented apartment with my massage equipment, they greeted me at the door, bare-chested and oblivious to the onlookers.

They were not shy, I noticed, their comfort with their own bodies was undeniable. They both wrapped their arms around my neck and greeted me with passionate kisses before we closed the door. The fresh air outside had hardened their nipples, adding to their allure.

They were almost as tall as me, with long, slender legs and the pale complexions of Scandinavian beauties. Venla was the older of the two at twenty-seven, while her friend Aino was slightly younger at twenty-five.

I barely managed to put my bags with a hidden camera on a table overlooking the room before they threw me on the sofa. Venla was on top of me in a heartbeat, sitting on my lap and unbuttoning my shirt.

Aino tugged at my jeans and shoes until I was down to my underwear. My half-stiff penis received a massage from Venla’s buttocks through the thin fabric of her miniskirt. After she removed my shirt, her beautiful breasts pressed against my chest while her mouth attacked mine.

Aino took off her clothes, walked around the sofa and reached over the back to pull my head into the valley between her breasts. I tried to reach back with one arm and managed to grab her ass to caress it. Soon she shifted her body to give my hand access to her pussy. I inserted two fingers into her dripping wet tunnel while my thumb rubbed her clit.

Meanwhile, Venla was rubbing herself on my dick through our clothes while my other hand was on her ass. When her breathing got harder, she had to let go of my mouth - which gave me the opportunity to put one of her nice firm B-cup tits in my mouth and suck on her cute nipple.

Both girls had small but very hard red nipples sitting on perfectly round areolas no larger than an American quarter. It took only a few minutes for both Venla and Aino to erupt into their first orgasms.

I pulled Aino over the backrest and cuddled with them on the sofa, holding their soft bodies against mine, caressing their backs. When they had recovered a bit, I stood up and positioned Venla’s pussy on the edge of the sofa. I moved between her legs, my knees on the thick carpet, and began to lick her clit. While my mouth and tongue concentrated on her clit, I used two fingers to stimulate her pussy hole.

With all my experience I had her panting within minutes. Aino watched us intently, stroking her perky breasts with one hand while twisting Venla’s right nipple with the other. Venla began to shake, her body making uncontrolled movements. It took all my strength to keep her waist pinned to the sofa and my mouth on her clit.

Finally she screamed “OMG, yes! Don’t stop. That’s it! OMG, yes!” and erupted into her second orgasm. Her legs were trembling from the intensity of her climax, which I prolonged as long as I could by keeping my tongue on her clit.

As Venla basked in the afterglow of her intense climax, my focus shifted to Aino. Her eyes met mine and she moved closer, anticipation building with each movement. I knelt on the soft carpet by the sofa, mesmerized by the sight of her youthful pussy getting closer and closer. When she was only inches away, Aino lifted one leg on the sofa, giving me perfect access to her young, soft little snatch.

I began to kiss her clit tenderly, my fingers penetrating her youthful soft and wet tunnel. Aino enjoyed the attention, her fingers tangling in my hair as I kissed and fingered her to her climax. She resisted the climax for a long time, staying on the verge of eruption for ten long minutes. When she could no longer hold back, the intense orgasm came unexpectedly for all of us. She used both hands on my head to steady herself, shaking and panting heavily. When she came down, she collapsed on the sofa next to her beautiful friend Venla.

Now that both girls were enjoying their post-orgasmic bliss, naked and beautiful on the sofa, I had a wicked idea. I had seen how confident they were with their bodies and I knew they had been to a male strip club.

Wouldn’t it be a service to society to share their wonderful bodies with a larger audience by screwing them on stage, for example in an exclusive swinger club?

The club I had in mind offered free admission to couples. I was sure they wouldn’t mind an extra hottie. Customers could choose to swing or “just look,” the latter category marked with a yellow band around the wrist. Security strictly enforced that no one with a yellow band could be touched by anyone other than their partner. This is what I had in mind for them, I didn’t think they were open to actual swinging.

When I suggested the club to them after a few glasses of champagne, they reluctantly agreed. I ordered a limousine to take us there, and the ride was filled with kissing and touching, enjoying the soft and luxurious upholstery. They were excited - as was I. We were given our yellow wristbands at the entrance, a voucher for a welcome drink, and escorted to the dressing room.

We changed and walked into the lobby. There were about forty to fifty people there, mostly quite attractive women, some very handsome men, and a few older men. However, Venla and Aino were the most beautiful girls by any standards. Their tall figures, perfectly shaped, firm breasts, and paper white Scandinavian skin made everyone turn their heads.

We entered the room confidently, ordered drinks at the bar and looked around. In the rear there was a stage where professional dancers performed a strip show. Further back we could see rooms where people were having sex. After a while we went to the stage and watched the striptease.

I could feel that Venla and Aino were getting more and more horny as they watched the beautiful Russian dancing around the pole, showing her pussy in front of everyone, rocking her hips in fucking motion and even letting some customers lick her clit - for a hefty tip of course.

When the beautiful Russian finished her show, I was surprised to see Venla gulp down her drink and jump on stage. To the cheers of the crowd, she improvised an equally seductive pole dance. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in looks and enthusiasm.

Soon notes were flying in her direction, which she acknowledged by waving her pussy in front of the donors. For a twenty-pound note, she pressed her breasts in their faces, which became quite popular with the audience. When someone offered her a hundred-pound note, she let him lick her pussy for a minute or two - something that others began to imitate, including some women.

Aino and I watched with amusement as Venla became more and more aroused by the licking until she finally exploded in an orgasm right on stage. The guy who had licked her to orgasm received the cheers of the crowd, bowed to everyone and then helped Venla to get back on her shaky legs to make room for the next stripper.

She came to us beaming, proudly showing us the wad of bills she had received - almost a thousand pounds! She treated us to the most expensive bottle of champagne, which the girls drank, giggling among themselves about the experience. Aino made more than one comment about the attractive male organs around us and told me she was getting more and more horny.

We moved to the back where several rooms were set up for couples to have sex in front of an audience. One room had an extra large bed where three couples were making love, changing partners every few minutes. We watched in fascination as my fingers began to rub their pussies from behind.