Chloe and Apple BANH MI

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Work takes me to Brisbane.

I know Chloe and Apple are there because both messaged me earlier. They’re staying somewhere high up in the city. Great view. Better timing.

It’s evening and I’ve just finished my meetings.

I walk through the streets, one hand holding a bottle of Pinot Noir, the other carrying all the anticipation built from previous times with Chloe.

Tonight double trouble.

Chloe keeps texting me on the way. Sometimes she forgets I don’t understand Vietnamese that well. But emojis, I understand perfectly.

I arrive a little late because they asked me to pick something up on the way.

Seems they forgot that, because now the message says:

Where are you babe? Why are you late? 😂

I’m knocking as the text arrives.

The door opens.

This time Chloe isn’t hiding behind it. She is standing right there in my way — pale skin, black lingerie, red lips, bright smile.

I step forward and kiss those red lips before saying hello.

I hand over the fruit she asked for, wrap my free hand around her waist, and kiss her again.

Three glasses are already full.

The bottle is not.

We sit on the sofa. Chloe close beside me. We talk a little, laugh a lot.

I lean close and breathe in her scent — warm danger, enough temptation to keep me there.

She says it’s Louis Vuitton.

I ask where Apple is.

No answer needed. The bathroom door opens and Apple walks over, sitting on my other side. A little shy at first. Or pretending to be.

She reaches for the glass before Apple can take it to her lips, I lean across and kiss her slowly, gently.

We talk a while longer, the three of us. Laugh some more. No one is rushing.

It’s a longer booking, and with Chloe I’m never hurried.

The three of us are playing together on the couch, the city view lit bright, as I am, while the room is darkened.

Chloe very kindly kneels in front of me, full lips parting, slowly taking me with purpose. Apple at first seems a little uncertain. Chloe pauses long enough to tell her to sit on my face and I very happily eat her.

She tells me in Vietnam they call it hau — oyster.

Me struggling for breath, trying to say abalone is more like a pussy.

Apple is grinding across my lips and tongue while Chloe’s defiant eyes say no way — she will not let me go, and will not let me cum.

I’m squirming.

Apple is riding my mouth. She trembles a little. I blow across her clit. Chloe holds my hips hard down on the couch and keeps me in absolute pleasure and does not let me release.

They like the room warm.

I’m getting a little bothered and ask for the A/C to be turned up more.

This allows Apple and Chloe to swap.

I am in some degree of male anxiety wanting to be hard inside them both, but who first.

Again I am taken, swallowed, now by Apple, as Chloe is teasing me. Only a slight shadow separates my mouth from the taste of her.

“Fuk-a-licious,” is all I manage.

I am in a girls’ version of a spit roast — sucked, stretched, nipped and held by Apple, drowning in the heat and wet of Chloe.

They both taste sweet and spicy.

“Fuk-a-licious,” I say again.

I am wet everywhere.

The girls gleam, silver light shining down their thighs.

I finish the last of my drink and ask for a shower.

I ask all three of us to shower together.

They hesitate a little.

I promise not to wet Chloe’s hair this time.

“Fussy fussy,” I laugh.

Chloe gives me a brief look remembering last time, then laughs and smacks my ass more than firm.

If I weren’t still wearing jeans, my ass would be throbbing more than my cock was.

In the shower I’m handled thoroughly by four hands. Scrubbed, rinsed, scrubbed again.

The only thing not washed is my mouth.

I tell them how my mother used to wash my mouth out with soap if I swore.

I say: “Shit.”

“And fuck.”

Chloe immediately stuffs a soapy cloth into my mouth.

“Naughty naughty boy,” she scolds.

I’m laughing and choking on bubbles while both girls nearly fall over laughing.

We dry off and go to bed.

We play. We fuck. We drink. We fuck.

And the time goes.

The room is still dark.

I feel brighter than the city outside.

I kiss them both and leave

You are the Johnny Holmes of aus99..... funniest stuff I have read since Farrah Fawcett was alive

but seriously, wtf

:cry::cry::cry:

funniest hero OP in the history of OPs

Great AR though, mega glamours love you so much they texted you over and over... way to go big guy

Your Engrishhh needs help but I am going to vomit... romantic novelist ???

If I didn't know these ladies, especially the good Doctor, I would never ever see them again given that you are so great you get special services and great love from 2 of the top girls in Australia.... but they are so keen for you and desperate that they have your private number
(but not their busy agent) and text you over and over and over again because as the 2 best lookers out there, they are so keen for your $350/hr they pass over all else... and keep texting you while I guess as the ladies I know are crazy busy... but Chloe stops her whole day for you



what a dickwad