The Photo Shop Ch. 55

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Jeff and Rachel’s Italian connection.
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Part 55 of the 64 part series

Updated 04/07/2024
Created 11/04/2020
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The Photo shop by Candyman666©

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Chapter 55: Jeff and Rachel's visit to Italy (Part 1).

When I picked Jeff and Rachel up at Grace's at 5:30 in the morning they still looked very sleepy. Even after getting sort of used to the time difference during their week's stay in Belgium, this was still extremely early for them, or as Rachel voiced it, "It's the middle of the night!"

They were nevertheless looking forward to visiting Italy. After I parked the car at the airport we got checked in and went to the business class lounge for a morning coffee and some croissants and pastries.

The flight itself was rather uneventful. The purser onboard knew Georgina very well and she confirmed that there might be a possibility that I would see her on my return flight home on Monday evening. No need to say I was really looking forward to that, although I was sure I would have some interesting adventures during my two-day stay as well. You can imagine I was very much looking forward to seeing Catharina again, and so were Jeff and Rachel. I maybe was a little less looking forward to confronting Mario though. Despite Catharina's assurance that everything was OK and he understood the why and how of our relationship, I was still rather nervous since he was now fully aware of what happened between us after she came clean about it during their American cruise and visit. Well if he wants to hit me I'll have to take it like a man; hopefully, he doesn't want to shoot me or slice me up with one of his very sharp kitchen knives.

When we arrived at Fiumicino airport, Jeff and Rachel needed to collect their luggage. As I was only staying for the weekend I was traveling just with hand luggage like I used to do when I went on my business trips years ago. Gina was waiting for us at the exit. As soon as she saw me she started waving. She had never met Jeff and Rachel in the flesh; she may have seen pictures of them from her parents' visit to the States, but that was not the same. When we got to her, she gave me a big hug and kissed me full on the mouth. I introduced our American friends who, to their utter surprise, got exactly the same treatment, I guess that this set the tone for the remainder of the visit.

Gina asked them if they would prefer to wait for her to pick up the car and drive around or make the long walk to the car with their luggage. Since we had been stuck in the plane for a couple of hours, a walk stretching our legs would be nice.

Getting to Gina and Victoria's place took us about an hour. Jeff and Rachel thought Gina was taking the scenic route, but she wasn't. I knew, from previous visits, that during the trip to the villa, there were some spectacular views, and of course, Gina wanted them to fully enjoy those.

When we arrived, Victoria was waiting for us, and we all got a similar greeting from her, with hugs and kisses. Victoria even took a bit longer to kiss Rachel pressing her glorious D-cups against Rachel's Cs. It would not have surprised me if Victoria had given a small flick of her tongue against Rache's lips. It did seem that they looked a bit wetter than before the kiss. Rachel seemed to take it in her stride, after all, I was sure that both Gina and Victoria were aware that Rachel was bi and I guess that Catharina had told Rache everything there was to know about her daughter and her girlfriend during their visit.

When the visiting couple went in they were as impressed by the girl's home as I had been during my first visit. Rachel was raving about the view while enjoying a cool glass of Spumante. I stayed a bit in the background letting the girls pamper their guests. Victoria touched Rachel on her arm and back, while Gina did the same with Jeff. I seemed to detect that Jeff was even getting a bit of a hard-on. The touches, coupled with both girls sporting breathtaking plunging necklines could have been the reason. It was not every day that Jeff was confronted with two Italian beauties.

To give them the full experience they had arranged for Jeff and Rachel to stay in one of the villas they had for rental. As I was only staying for 1 night I could bunk in the guestroom in their place.

Gina took them in the car to the villa to avoid having to drag the luggage there, so they could unpack and settle in. When they were ready, the Americans could then take the short walk back for an obligatory strong Italian morning coffee. I was unpacked and settled in within a few minutes and joined Victoria in the living room.

"So, what do you have planned for our guests?" I asked.

"We thought that the best would be to have a chat and find out how they see us working together; did they make a deal with Grace?"

"Yes, they did, we may even have found a solution for the hotel service, similar to what they offer in Florida, to be included."

"Oh do tell how they've gone about it. The apartments are not exactly in Grace's backyard like our villas are they?"

"No, but next weekend we will have a job interview with someone I know who could take on that function. Grace needs a person to actually live on the premises to do that."

"Nice, and is there enough space to make it work?"

"Yes, the building has a huge semi cellar which, in the good old days was used as a kitchen, storage area, and even had a few bedrooms for the staff that used to work there."

"It's that big a place is it?"

"Yes, when they were built most of these houses had quite a staff, maids, cook, butler."

"Wow sounds like an episode of Upstairs-Downstairs."

"Yes, and there will even be enough space to include a red room for the ground-floor apartment."

"A red room, what's a red room?"

"You know, a 50 Shades of Grey red room..."

"I see, is that important for them?"

"You must know they have that type of room in some of their villas."

"No, I don't."

"Catharina or Mario never told you about them?"

"No, they never did, but now I understand why sometimes when they were telling about their trip, they exchanged knowing glances but didn't say anything."

"I need to tell Gina..."

"What is it that you need to tell me?" Gina interjected as she came back from dropping our friends at the villa they were staying in.

"Lew was telling me about the red rooms in the villas in Florida and the one they want to have in one of the apartments in Antwerp."

"You mean like in the fifty shades movie?"

"Yes exactly like in the movie and strangely enough your mom or dad never told us about these when they were telling us about their visit to Florida."

"Do they want us to have this type of room as well?"

"To be in line with what they offer at home, they might want to, in at least one of your villas."

"I think we can do that, we also have plans to expand. We can build at least another 3 villas on the land we have," Victoria said.

"We would prefer to build family-type villas there, but anything is possible," Gina added, "oh, and before I forget they were a bit disappointed the villas didn't have a swimming pool."

"It would be possible to add a small kidney-shaped pool to each of them, we've even been thinking to do the same for our home."

"You know what girls, in your case, it would even be better if you could add a pool in the shape of a vagina."

"I never heard of a pool in the shape of a vagina," Gina said with a chuckle.

"There is someone, possibly with more money than sense, who had a pool in that shape built in his backyard in Belgium, I think you can even look it up on the internet."

"That I want to see," Victoria said.

"Well, you'll have plenty of time to discuss it all with the Americans, what other stuff do you plan to do with them for the rest of the week?"

"Tonight as a starter, we'll have a welcome dinner at dad's restaurant; I'm sure they would like to see mom and dad again. We'll all have dinner together but afterwards the three of us will come back here and leave them to reminisce about their trip to the States, and whatever else they want to do. Dad will drive them back to the villa where they're staying."

"Sounds good, I could do with a nice quiet evening after everything that happened last week."

"Excellent, we can have coffee and grappa at our place and you can tell us all about it."

Dinner was great, Catharina and Marco's son Mario had really outdone himself, and even Marco gave him a compliment, a rare occurrence according to Catharina. After the meal, the two couples went to the Italians' home and Gina and Victoria took me to theirs for what was supposed to be a quiet evening - though it turned out just a bit different.

When we arrived I made a dash for the bathroom for urgent relief of my bladder. When you get older you need to use the bathroom a bit more often.

Getting to the living room, they were both waiting for me completely naked, standing side by side with arms around each other's waists. When I came in Gina said, "like what you see Lew?"

"What's not to like, but I thought we were going to have a quiet evening? And this doesn't look like the start of a quiet evening to me."

"Yes we are, don't you worry one bit, we'll take good care of you, you won't have to do anything, except maybe get hard from time to time, but as I said don't worry we'll take care of that as well, just have a seat."

They pointed to one of the easy chairs, which normally stand in a corner but they had moved one to the middle of the room. Gina took up a position behind me and Victoria stood in front of me with a remote control in her hands. She pushed a button and the sound system came on playing a very sexy tune, very appropriate for lap dancing. She began by swaying to the music, her arms high in the air, bringing her gorgeous D-cups to life. At the same time, Gina put her hands on my shoulders and began to rub down my chest. Every time she came to my pubic area she slid back up but still touched my head with her soft boobs.

She never touched my cock, that's where Victoria came in, slowly coming closer to me. She opened her legs and straddled me, taking a seat on my lap. Her hands went behind my head and her tits came closer and closer to my face. She wiggled them, smearing my glasses. When she saw what she'd done, she took them off and handed them to Gina.

"We'll come so close to you Lew, you won't need them anymore," she whispered in my ear. My face and head were completely surrounded by tit flesh, Victoria's in my face and Gina's in my neck and back. I thought to myself if I must die this is the perfect time to do so. On the other hand, it might be more pleasurable to stay alive and fully enjoy the pleasures of this boob massage. Victoria grabbed one of her mammaries and pressed it against my mouth. This was a totally different lap dance from the ones you normally get in a pub or bar; I was actively invited to touch and participate. To hell with a quiet evening, I thought, and put my hands on her butt and started squeezing it.

"Ooh! I think I've convinced our guest to participate," I heard her say to Gina.

"That didn't take very long now did it?" came the response.

Even if I had wanted I wouldn't have been able to participate in this conversation, my mouth filled to the brim with tit flesh, which by the way I was thoroughly enjoying. When, after a while, Victoria pulled her tit from my mouth, she began to undo the buttons of my shirt. Again completely ignoring me she addressed Gina, "I think he's wearing far too many clothes, don't you?"

"Yes he is, high time to do something about it, I'll take care of his shirt, and you handle his trousers. Maybe take his shoes and socks off first, I know he doesn't like to look silly, naked but still wearing socks. We must keep him happy, otherwise, he's gonna take awful pictures of us tomorrow."

When I began to protest, Gina almost ripped off my shirt, bent over me, and invaded my mouth with her tongue, shutting me up again. I couldn't speak, and I couldn't see anything but I felt that my shoes and socks were removed, quickly followed by my trousers. I lifted my butt out of the chair to help, after all, why would I make it difficult for the girl that was set upon getting me as naked as she was?

All of a sudden I felt something being attached to my wrist and before I realized what had happened my hands were cuffed and secured with a rope to the back of the chair. Once that was achieved both girls moved away from me to admire their handy work.

"What's going on girls? Are we getting kinky all of a sudden?"

They did not respond and looked at me without making eye contact as if I was an object and not a person. Looking only at each other, the conversation, in Italian of course, which I was clearly not a part of, continued.

"Should we secure his feet as well?"

"Why, do you think he might kick us?"

Before I could react they grabbed my ankles and secured them to the legs of the chair, thus immobilizing me almost completely. That done they stepped back again looking at me.

"Excellent," I heard Gina say, "should we gag and blindfold him?"

"No if we gag him he won't be any good with his mouth on our pussies, but maybe blindfolding him is not a bad idea."

After that the light went out, as something, I could only guess, a scarf maybe, was put over my eyes. From now on I could only rely on my hearing to figure out what they had in mind. All of this had brought my budding erection down, and I heard Victoria say, "Oh look his willy has gone down completely, and it looked so nice and stiff just a few minutes ago. We need to resurrect it, shall I give it the kiss of life?"

"Yes you do that, I'll figure out if he's still as good with his mouth as before," Gina replied.

Somebody pulled my legs open and began to tickle my balls, then grabbed my dick with a hand, and started playing with it. When I felt the first signs of an erection, I heard Victoria say, "look it's coming back to life!"

"Keep going, we need it fully erect for our next move," Gina replied from behind me.

"Do I have anything to say here?" I asked, but they kept talking as if I wasn't there.

"Listen it speaks, it's alive after all."

"Of course it's alive, how else would it get a hardon, but you're right I need to bring it to full mast for our next project, why don't you see if you can get your pussy ready for that?"

"Yes, right you are."

All of a sudden I felt as if somebody was climbing onto me. I could also detect a stronger smell of pussy. A couple of hands grabbed the back of my head and pulled it against a moist snatch. I could see the pictures in my mind's eye, Gina had climbed up on the backrest of the chair and positioned her pussy in front of my mouth.

"Well is it licking you?" I heard Victoria ask.

"Yes, it is."

"Is it any good?"

"It's wonderful, just like I remembered it."

"So he hasn't lost his touch then?"

"No, he's still one of the best cunnillingi, if such a title exists, around. It feels great, how are you doing with the pole?"

"I'm lieieng and mmmumming iieie aaayy aaaa ieie reponning ninnellye."

(I'm licking and sucking like crazy, and it responds nicely.)

I could imagine that replying was a bit difficult for Victoria with my cock embedded deeply in her hot sucking mouth.

When she pulled off me I heard her say to Gina, "He actually makes me all wet down below sea level."

"That's wonderful, exactly as we had planned," came the reply from above.

"Big Lew isn't saying much, so I wonder if little Lew likes what I'm doing?"

"Maybe you should ask?"

"Hey, little Lew do you like the way I'm sucking you?"

This was my cue to surprise them and I made my cock twitch.

"Hey, it answers!

"How I didn't hear anything, how did it do that?"

"It twitched, yeah look it's doing it again."

Gina twisted and looked over her shoulder, looking intently at my glistening cock.

"I don't see anything, you must be imagining things," Gina replied turning back.

"No, absolutely not. See it did it again, maybe it doesn't like you looking."

"Yeah as if it can see that I'm watching it."

"Little Lew can't but big Lew can; come on Lew make it twitch again!"

I felt Gina turn again and twitched my cock one more time for her benefit.

"You see," Victoria said, "it does like you too."

"Well, then you better keep it happy, but don't make it cum, I want to suck it too."

I couldn't believe they kept on talking about me as if I wasn't there, but yeah with my mouth full of Gina's cuntflesh I couldn't protest much, and besides what Victoria was doing to my dick with her agile mouth felt so good. Suddenly, Gina pulled her cunt away from my mouth and nose, allowing me to breathe properly again.

"I want to suck him now, you can have your pussy licked if you wish," she said getting up and walking to the other side of the chair.

"Your sex toy would like to know if there is any chance of making it a bit more comfortable?"

"It's always the same with these life-like toys, when you give them half a chance to open their mouth they start complaining."

"Maybe we should put it on the bed and secure it there unless it promises to behave and perform exactly like we want it to."

"Why don't you ask it?"

"Will you be good and behave when we release you and move you to the bed sex toy?"

"I will be on my best behavior ma'am I will even be able to demonstrate to you what these extensions called hands and fingers can do to elevate your pleasure."

"Let's risk it and bring it to the bed, we'll leave the handcuffs on, just in case it doesn't behave properly, then we can easily restrain it again."

The ropes were removed and my feet detached from the chair, my hands though remained secured in the back, and the blindfold was left on. One of the girls took my hand and guided me, I guessed, to the bedroom. When I felt the side of a bed on the back of my knees I sat down. They undid the rope holding my hands together, but left the cuffs on so I could move them again. I felt someone climb on the bed, put her hands on my shoulders, and push me down. Then she took my hands and pulled me completely onto the bed, flat on my back. Within seconds I felt a couple of thighs next to my head again, while a pussy descended on my mouth.

It was different from the one I had sucked and licked before, so I concluded this must be Victoria. I grabbed her hips and let my hand slide upward to grab her tits. Yes indeed judging by their size it was indeed Victoria sitting on my face, unless someone else I didn't know, had joined the party. When someone pulled my legs open and crawled between them on the bed, I concluded that must be Gina. Because of the time that passed to move to the other room, my cock had gone half-mast again and was lying semi-soft on my thigh. A soft hand grabbed it and I felt a slick tongue starting to lick around the glans, bringing it back to life. Within seconds it was hard again and gobbled up into a hot mouth.

I concentrated on eating the pussy that was on my face, and my reward came quickly in the form of a generous helping of tasty girl juice. I used every trick in my book to increase Victoria's arousal. Licking between the outer and inner labia alternated with sucking the inner lips deeply into my mouth, which resulted in some serious moaning from her side. But that was nothing compared to the noise she produced when I moved my sucking to her little engorged gem at the top of her snatch. As soon as I started to nibble on it she went berserk, shouting at the top of her voice.