Chapter 4

With all her organisation for my birthday treats, my amazing wife Joanne had not overlooked to book a taxi to take Siobhan and I to City Airport. Luckily Siobhan’s flat was only a couple of minutes from the airport, so there was time for us to drop by there and for her to run in and collect some personal things and a party frock and throw them in a very small shoulder bag, and we still arrived at the Airport in good time to walk straight onto the plane.

The flight with Siobhan was hilarious – she had never flown anywhere before and so it was like travelling with a small child – in fact, when we came to take off, I really thought she might wet herself with excitement!

The flight itself was short and sweet, with just time for a cup of coffee, before the wheels were screeching down at Schipol – Siobhan holding onto my hand tightly and looking very nervous. As soon as we came through customs into Arrivals, I saw the tall relaxed figure of Chris, our host, waving to us. Next to him was a sexy little brunette, probably only aged about 17 or 18 or so, who was holding his hand and looking at him in an adoring way. Chris greeted me warmly and kissed and hugged Siobhan, who he had met on his last trip, although he had yet to enjoy the delights of her delicious body. He then introduced his companion.

“Well guys, let me introduce Marika to you. Marika, this is Simon and this is Siobhan.” We greeted each other with kisses. “Marika is my secretary and also my mistress.”

Marika chirped in immediately in flawless English, “That’s right, when I left secretarial college six months ago, I was lucky enough to join Chris’s company as his personal secretary and we have been fucking each for over three months now.”

Marika’s directness caught Siobhan and I off-guard, and it clearly showed on our faces. Chris said, “Don’t worry, Helena knows all about Marika – as soon as she became my mistress, Helena invited Marika to spend the night with us so that she could get to know her intimately. Marika often goes to Helena’s ‘female only’ parties which she really enjoys. Anyhow, let’s go and meet everyone.” So saying, Chris put his arm around Siobhan’s waist and led us towards his car.

Both Siobhan and I were aware that the Dutch had a liberal attitude to matters sexual, but were both reeling from the directness of what Chris and Marika were telling us. However, Marika took my arm and kissed me, whispering, “Helena told me about the wonderful time she had in London with your thick cock – Chris has promised to ask you if you will join him in giving me DP tonight – I have never been fucked by two men, so I can hardly wait.” She came and sat in the back of the car as Chris drove into Central Amsterdam, and the thought of fucking this little pocket rocket, together with the fact that she unzipped my fly and slipped her hand into my crotch as we were driving, ensured I spent most of the journey with a solid erection.

Once we reached the centre of Amsterdam, Chris drove at speed down a maze of small streets besides canals, over quaint stone bridges, until eventually he went down a fairly non-descript lane and stopped outside what appeared to be a grubby warehouse. He reached onto the dashboard and pressed a button, and a large electric door in the warehouse rose up, and he drove in, the door closing behind him.

The whole ground floor space seemed to be car parking, but there were only a couple of other vehicles in there. As he went to get out of the car, Chris could see the look of puzzlement on my face. “You will be surprised,” he said laughingly, “all is not what it seems.”

In the corner of the building was a modern lift and Chris punched some numbers into a keypad on the front and the door slid open. We all got in and he pressed for second floor. As the lift arrived the doors opened directly onto a smart modern apartment, and there to greet us were our hostess, Helena, Joanne my wife and a cool beautiful redhead who I guessed would be Eva, Helena’s lover. There was Lots of kisses and fondling, especially when Eva found that Siobhan was another redhead. I could see that Joanne was on fire after 24 hours in bed with these beautiful women – she told me later that she had only slept for two hours but felt ready to do the same for the coming night.

The flat was beautifully and expensively furnished. There were two bedrooms, the main bedroom having an enormous bed in the centre, a bathroom which was shared by both bedrooms, then there was a kitchen with a breakfast bar, and a lounge with a couple of sofas and a couple of armchairs. It certainly didn’t look to me the sort of place to hold a major orgy, and I said so to Helena. She threw back her head and laughed. “I’m sorry Simon, Chris should have explained. Anyhow, I have booked us a place for an early supper nearby – let’s go now, then we can come back and get ourselves ready for the party. And as we walk, I will explain the situation.”

We all went down in the lift, and as we walked out of a side door of the building, Helena took my arm and pointed back at the building. “Three years ago, we saw that this building, which was a derelict warehouse, was available to buy. We know another couple, who we have been swinging with for several years, and we suggested that we jointly buy the building and make a party centre to suit our own needs. Luckily Rik is an architect so he designed the centre, and the work was finished about a year ago.

On the first floor is the private flat owned by Rik and Tilde, pretty much identical to the private one we own on the second floor. But the rest of the building, the top five floors, is the party centre. We will show it to you after supper, but basically there is a Reception, bathrooms, bar etc on the 3rd floor, the swimming pool, sun room and steam room uses the 4th and 5th floor, the beds and sex areas are on the 6th floor and the dungeon and other perversions are on the top floor.

We hold orgies here for our friends several times a year, and Rik and his partner do the same. We also have trusted friends who we rent it to for their parties, so their fees pay the costs of running the place and make us a small profit. We have a lovely couple of swinger friends who are happy to clean and maintain the property for us, the trade-off being that she gets to beat and humiliate him in the dungeon whenever there is no-one using it!”

Joanne was walking beside me as Helena was describing the building, and I put my arm around her, stroking her gorgeously tight bum through her thin summer dress and asked if she had already been up and inspected the party area.

“No time darling, no sooner had Helena brought me to their house in Amstelveen than Eva had her tongue down my throat and her fingers in my cunt,” she laughed. “We had only just arrived at the flat a couple of minutes before you guys turned up.”

The restaurant was very near their building, and we ate and drank and chatted as we got to know each other for a couple of hours.

Eva had insisted on sitting next to Siobhan and was clearly planning on having sex with her at the earliest opportunity. Joanne was sitting next to me, and told me briefly what she, Helena and Eva had done for the last 24 hours. She whispered to me, “I’ve had an amazing time and wouldn’t have missed it for the world, but I am really hoping there are going to be some stiff cocks there tonight – I really need a big boy like you to really stretch my cunt!”

After supper we got back to the flat at about 8.30pm, and the guests were due to start arriving about 9pm. Helena explained that everyone would be naked from the outset, so suggested we get undressed and leave our clothes in their flat.

Joanne and I went and undressed in the smaller bedroom, and once naked we kissed and caressed each other. This would be Jo’s first orgy and already her pussy lips were damp as she reached up and kissed me. “I am so looking forward to this, Simon, “she whispered. “I know we are going to give Helena and Chris our best show ever.” So saying, she slipped to her knees and gently drew my soft penis between her lips. I let her continue for about 10 minutes until my cock was rock solid and ready for action. I lifted her to her feet and we moved out into the hallway where everyone was gathering. Chris’s mistress Marika, whose small but very curvaceous body looked even more sensational naked, squealed with delight as I appeared and ran to me. “Oh Simon,” she said, breathlessly as her small hand gently wanked my cock, “what a magnificent cock!”