My Trip Was Well Worth It Loving Wives

Please read my biography first of all.

Some readers will have read these stories before, and I have changed the titles. Yet, my friend insisted I join before passing on (due to being stressed out). My English is bad, as is my grammar, punctuation, and sentence construction. Please read on.

My trip was well worth it.

By Loony123tunes

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It’s a bright Monday. I was up and dressed heading across the pond to good old USA. I wondered how I could spend all this money I had just inherited. I no longer need to work, trying to figure out how much I could spend every year. The sums I was doing I could not believe. Good God, I would be five hundred years old if I tried to spend it alone. With all this money, I was going to have with as many girls as I could.

I am 22 years old, 6ft tall, broad, wellbuilt, and fit as a butcher’s dog. I decided on the plane that the USA was my starting place. I left the airport and found a taxi.

“The Hilton,” I said to the taxi driver.

I booked in for two months. Then I asked if I could speak with the manager. While I was waiting I was reading a notice. The desk clerk spoke to the manager on the phone. In seconds he was standing at my side.

“John George Baker is my name,” I said to him.

“This will be a surprise to you…Do I need help finding a company that sells RVs?…I want to buy one. I am going to tour the USA,” I said to him.

“What room?” he said to me

“Room xxx for two months…Only until the RV is fitted out to what I want inside it,” I said to him.

“Leave it with me, Sir, I will find a company for you,” he said to me.

“I see on that notice you have a gala ball on Friday night. Could you get me an invite…and could you give me the name of a good tailor?”… want some new clothes ASAP,” I said to him.

“Leave it with me, Sir, he said. Then the baggage boy picked up both my suitcases.

“Which room are you in Sir,” the baggage boy said.

“Room xxx,” I replied to him.

In the lift going up to my room for now and whilst we were in the lift alone. I was talking to the baggage boy.

“Where in the city is the best place to find goodlooking women,” I said to him.

“Why Sir,” he said.

“I want good with one or two goodlooking women,” I said to him.

He told me the name of a club down the road from the hotel. So I gave him a good tip. I unpacked my present clothes soon to be in the rubbish bin. Within minutes the manager called me on the phone. He asked if I was going out of the hotel in the morning.

“No,” I said and asked him why.

“I have arranged for a tailor on Sir’s behalf….he will arrive at nine am in the morning…Is that convenient to you Sir,” he said.

“Yes,” I said to him.

I had been travelling all day and was tired. I had an early dinner and got into bed. The tailor arrived at nine am and he measured me up. I ordered six suits and casual clothes. In short, a full new wardrobe.

“I need a tux for the gala ball this Friday evening,” I said to the tailor.

“It will be ready for you on Thursday,” he said to me.

I strolled around town taking in all the sights. Went to a restaurant and had my lunch. There was a good deal of older men there! With their young nieces, having lunch if you can believe that!

I finished seeing the sights so I went back to the hotel for dinner. I sat with my back to the wall. I was trying to work out what types of people were using the hotel. There were middleaged couples and a few older ones as the night wore on. Different people came in for dinner. Then men at least fifteen years older than the young nieces with them. Girls in couples if you know what I mean! Also, young married couples as best as I could make out.

I left the dining room and headed out for the bar when a young man walked up to me. I had to look at him twice; it was the baggage boy.

“I know you are strange to the USA,…can I help you with what goes on around the city?” he said to me.

I look at him.

“Don’t worry, I am straight…Ted Wilson is my name,” he told me.

“I am off for the next two days and can give you the low down. If you want…I can give you a quick run round the city in my car…To show you the places you want to visit,” he said.

“Ted, I want to be in bed by eleven,” I said.

In the morning, I met up with Ted. I followed him to his car, it had seen better days. He drove me around the city giving me all the full low down. Where I could find the girls I was looking for. Who was willing to party with me for what I had in mind?

We returned to the hotel and arranged to meet Ted after breakfast. I was walking through the hotel. The manager came up to me.

“He has made an appointment for me at noon with a company that makes RV vehicles,” he said. The manager gave me the company name and address.

“Sir, may I book a taxi to take you there,” he said.

“No thank you, I will make my way there,” I said, thanking him again.

I walked through the lobby heading for the front door. Ted was pulling up in his car. It had seen far better days.

“Ted, I have to be at an RV company at noon,” I said to him.

I showed him the address and he looked at it.

“A slight change of plan,” he said. Then Ted started to give me the low down on the places to date women.

“You might have seen girls in the dining room on their own!… Leave them alone; they are in the game. Only go to the places I will tell you about,” he told me.

We were at the RV vehicle company dead on time. I asked Ted to come in. It looks like an old RV company from the outside. I told the man what I wanted. It was nearing the end of the meeting. The man taking the order stopped and looked at me.

“Sir, we have three to meet your requests…”Would you like to view them?” he said.

The third one I viewed, and was ideal. “How much is it,” I said to the salesman.

“Two hundred thousand and it can be ready for you on Monday Sir,” he said.

All a sudden Ted pulled me to one side.

“Sir, why do you want an RV?” he said.

“I wanted to tour and have in it,” I said to Ted.

“Sir if I was you, I would cancel the order…I will tell you the places to go in the USA,” Ted said to me.

So I cancelled the order.

“I need to think a little longer,” I said to the salesman.

“I have a proposal for you, Sir,” Ted said.

“What might that be!” I said to him.

With a slight pause.

Ted, “My name is John….Do you have any holidays due,” I said to him.

“Yes, two weeks…I am not going anywhere I cannot afford it,” Ted said in his reply to me.

“Ted books two weeks off from Monday…We are going to have some fun with the women around here,” I said.

Ted forgot all about the guided tour.

“Ted will you head for a place that sells good secondhand cars,” I said to him. And Ted let me do the talking…How much do you think your car’s worth?” I asked him.

“A grand I guess at the best,” he said in reply to me.

The first car that we saw was in pride of place in the showroom and it was red.

“That is nice,” I said.

“I wish that was mine,” Ted said to me.

“How much in part exchange,” I said to the salesman.

“It’s worth fifty grand…Which is your car you are thinking of trading in?” the salesman said to me.

“Ted, please show him our car…And how much for it,” I said.

“At best I can give you is Fifteen hundred,” he said to us.

“Make it two grand and you get fortyeight thousand in cash,” I said to the salesman.

“It’s a deal,” he said to us.

“Where is the nearest bank, and can someone run me?” I said to him.

He called over a young salesman.

“Will you take this man to the bank?” he said to the young salesman.

“Ted will you fill in the forms while I go and get the money,” I said to Ted.

He was sitting in the driver’s seat when I got back. He must have felt great.

“Let us get you some new clothes…We are going out tonight,” I said.

“It must be one of the best places you know to find women,” I said to Ted.

He picked me up in his nice shiny new car and we went to the first place. The moment we walked into the club. I saw eight women all sitting in pairs.

“Well, what do you think,” Ted said.

“A damn good start,” I said to him.

Off to the bar I ordered a soda for both of us. I was going to stay sober. Ted was driving he had to be. Scanning the room I zoomed in on two dropdead women. We made our way over to them and asked if we would join them. They both invited us to sit down.

“My name is John, this is Ted,” I said.

One of the ladies spoke. “I am Fiona and this is Susannah,” Fiona said, smiling at me.

After a good deal of small talk, I noticed Ted was good at chatting up girls. All four of us had a few dances. I made my move on the dance floor on Fiona.

My hands slipped down her back and landed on the cheeks of her wellshaped ass. My hands started to grip the ass cheeks and pulled her close to my cock hard. I knew she could feel it pressing against her hips. She held me tight, kissing me, I pulled her harder towards me.

We broke the kiss. “Your place or mine,” she said.

“Your place Fiona. “What about Ted and Susannah?” I said to her.

“They are coming back with us,” she said in reply.

Out and into Ted’s nice shiny new car, Ted drove us to Fiona’s place. In Fiona’s place, inside were two bedrooms some distance apart thankfully. We went into Fiona’s bedroom. Ted and Susannah went too far into the bedroom. Fiona was 6ft tall, with blue eyes, long straight blond hair, and slim with a wellshaped figure. Her bust I guessed was 36 inches.

“Would you like a drink?” she said.

“Yes,” I said to her.

“The drinks are over there, pour one out for me please,” she said.

I turned my back to Fiona, pouring out our drinks. She came up behind me, her hands went for the growing bulge in my pants. She started caressing my cock with her left hand and her right hand was undoing my belt.

My belt was undone and my zipper down. She grabbed hold of my cock on the outside of my briefs.

I turned around and she finished undoing my pants. They were ready to fall. Both my hands held both breasts. I squeezed them through her dress. My hands then went around her back and found the dress zipper down it went. I slipped the dress off her shoulders and pulled her arms out ready for it to fall to the floor. The only thing that stopped the dress from falling was her breasts pressing against my chest.

We parted, and the dress fell to the floor. She had on a seethrough yellow bra and matching panties. My God, she was a Venus. The bra was of that type it pushes the breasts up. But, Fiona did not need it. Her panties were the smallest I had ever seen. She stepped out of her dress moving towards the bed. We stood there and there was that animalise desire for both of us.

I was going nowhere. My pants were around my ankles. In seconds, my shoes, socks, and pants were off. I moved to Fiona. She was at the bottom of the bed. I held her waist with both my hands pulling her towards me and kissing her. I loved it. Both of us had such a long kiss. My hands moved up her back and found her bra clip and I unhooked her bra. My hands went up to her back onto her shoulder my thumbs inside her bra straps. Pulling them down, a pair of the most beautiful pair breasts popped out that had ever seen. My head went straight for her breasts. Her nipples were sticking out about three eights of an inch. I was sucking her right breast nipple and rolling my tongue around her nipple. I changed to her left nipple doing the same thing.

I noticed two black dots under her left breast. I then started kissing her. My hands went down to her yellow panties. These were so small they slid down that curvy body of hers with ease. Her panties were down to her ankles and she slipped them off all she had on now were high heels. I looked up at her pussy hair it was blonde in the shape of a landing strip. My head moved towards her pussy. She spread her legs enough for my head to get between her legs. My tongue met her pussy. I was licking her up and down. I started to enjoy her so much.

We both stood up, she went down on her knees pulling down my briefs. She held my cock with her right hand and started rubbing me up and down my shaft. Her left hand was holding my balls ready to send my love sperm up my rockhard cock. The head of my cock was throbbing. She rolled her tongue around the head of my cock then it went in her mouth. I nearly crumbled as she started to suck me off. She was taking more and more of my cock into her mouth as a blowjob on the cards. God was I wrong.

She sits on the end of the bed and then moves both legs out as far as possible. I was back on my knees, my head trying to get inside her pussy licking and sucking it like mad. She held my head, making sure I was enjoying her body, I sure was. She started to shake, and Fiona was Cumming. I kept on sucking until her body stopped shaking.

Standing up my cock was right opposite the wet pussy of her juices. She fell backwards on the bed and slid up the bed spreading her long legs wide. I mounted the bed and started to slip my cock in slowly. I thrust an inch at a time until it was inside her. Moan and then another moan I was filling her with my raging hard cock.

Thrusting in and out for a few seconds then thrusting so fast. A loud moan came from her. She was enjoying the size of my cock. Faster and faster, the moans became one. She started shaking again. A second orgasm was on its way her legs had been around my waist, pulling me onto her. I felt ready to cum if we had timed it; we both would be Cumming at the same time. She was shaking my hips, vibrating it must have lasted a full minute. I rolled off her wrapping my arm around her shoulders. I was pulling her tight to me both gasping for breath.

After about five minutes, she sat up sliding down the bed. She grabbed hold of my cock and started to rub it up and down. She needed not have bothered my cock was still hard. It goes into her mouth the entire length of my cock I left her for a few minutes until s had to come up for air.

I turn her over face down on the bed with her knees on the end of the bed, her legs spread wide.

I stood up with my cock pressing against her sweet wet hungry pussy. I gave one almighty push; my cock went right inside her. Her head sunk into the bed and let out a scream. I was trusting away faster and faster, as I was holding her hips, her body vibrating and my hips were vibrating. She was having another orgasm letting out another scream. At the same time, all my love juices were shooting deep inside her lovely body.

I pulled out and fell on the bed holding her again. We rested for a good fifteen minutes and it may have been longer. I could not believe it, my cock, was becoming hard once again. I was ready for a I wanted to taste her as well as myself.

I climbed onto Fiona both my knees on either side of her head, I made sure, both her arms were free. My head was looking at her pussy. Her legs went as wide as possible. My head guided itself to her wet pussy. My tongue was sticking out of my mouth as far as it could. I licked and sucked, nibbling, licking, and sucking it as if I wanted to get my head inside her. Enjoying the taste of both our love juices. Fiona had hold of my ass pulling; me onto her sucking and moving her hand up and down. Fiona started to hold me even tighter. I knew she was getting ready for an orgasm. I was good and ready.

Her head went up and down twice as fast on my cock. I was sucking and thrusting my tongue in and out as much as possible. Both shaking light mad, she came. I shot my love juices down the back of her throat. I rolled off Fiona. I was spent. I was sure that Fiona was also spent.

We were lying there for about ten minutes then we heard noises coming from the kitchen. Ted and Susannah were getting a drink. I looked at Fiona and gave her a gleaming smile. And she returned a smile. Fiona slipped on her housecoat. But I had to get dressed.

We both went into the kitchen where Ted and Susannah were. All four of us sat and had a drink of coffee.

I looked at Ted.

“It is getting late…I have a business appointment at nine and we will have to go soon,” Ted said.

“What a damn lie,” Ted had said.

We both started to move towards the door.

“Can we see you on Saturday night,” I said.

“Both girls smiled…eight of the same places, see you then,” the girls said to us.

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The tailor had spoken to the manager. While I was still eating my breakfast. He came into the dining room looking for me. He told me the tailor would be here at eleven with the clothes I had ordered. He was checking the fit before any payment was made. My fitting was over as Ted knocked at the room door.

“I have to show you a few more places that might interest you,” Ted said.

We went to Ted’s new car and off we went. Ted told me what went on. He made sure that I knew I had to be careful because some rough men kept an eye on some of the women. Those men were making sure none of them were in the game. Ted and I spent the rest of the day talking about women in every place we had been to. We were eyeing up the girls making love to them in our minds.

“Ted, are you working on Friday night at the ball,” I said.

“Yes,” he said.

He was on duty to block people who did not have tickets for the ball.

“See you Saturday night when we meet up with Fiona and Susannah,” I said to him.

I went back to my room.

Friday, I had lunch and wandered around the hotel waiting for the gala ball. I had an early dinner then changed for the gala ball. The ball started at eight and the early birds were arriving. I was watching the talent coming in. Looking around the bar for prey. At nine, I went into the ball and wandered around checking out the girls.

About ten passed me, I zoomed in on this feature of a girl looking at her from behind. She was about 6ft 1in tall in high heels, with long straight blond hair and a wellshaped figure wearing a ball gown. I focus on her bottom, it being the perfect shape. That is the girl for me tonight. She moved across the floor and had many short chats with men and women. I followed around the room for a good ten minutes. I was trying to see the front of her. She turns around, what a sight.

I walked over to her to chat with her. Focusing on her face alone.

“Have we met?” I said to her.

She smiled.

“It’s me, Fiona,” she said.

I was so shocked that I failed to recognize Fiona right away.

“Sorry Fiona, you look completely different from the other night,” I said.

“I am the hostess for the ball tonight,” she said to me.

I blurted out. “When do you get off duty,” I said.

“At eleven,” she said.

“Can we meet up later,” I said.

Then Fiona gave me that loving smile.

“Yes,” she said.

“Can we dance?” I said to her.

“Yes,” she said.

Two dances later.

“I must go and mingle,” Fiona said to me.

I watched her every move until eleven o’clock. It could not come soon enough for me. When the witching hour arrived, I walked over to Fiona. “Drink,” I said.

“I would love one,” she said.

We chatted. I found out that she came from the same city as me back home. I even knew the area and the road name.

“John, where do you come from in the world?” Fiona said to me.

I looked at Fiona with a big smile.

“The same city as you,” I said.

“But, on the other side of the city, it is a small world that’s for sure…What will it be, your place or mine,” I said.

“Your place,” she said.

We drank up. She picked up her purse and wrap I held her arm and started to move towards the lobby. Fiona began to move towards the main door.

“No, it is this way,” I said.

“You had a room here,” she said.

“I am staying here for a while in a room,” I said.

I opened the door and we walked in.

“Would you like a drink, Fiona,” I said.

“Yes, please,” she said.

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