A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of attending a charity ball with Helen and Jane, two beautiful women who’s husbands neglect them sexually and with whom I really scored. I didn’t expect to hear from them again until next year for the next round of charity balls, but out of the blue I got a call from Helen asking if I was free from the 27th for a day or so. Absolutely nothing happens between Christmas and new year, so I told her I was. She said she’d pick me up. True to her word she picked me up on Friday at 11.00. To my surprise Jane was with her. Helen and Jane got out of the care, gave me a hug, after which Helen said I could drive and they’d sit in the back. So I was to be the chauffeur?! Putting on the character I asked where to ma’am. “Edinburgh” Helen ordered The journey down was boring as the girls were engrossed in a movie. We were on the new bridge when I asked where we were going. “The Marriott, driver” she said. “Do you know where it is?” “Yes ma’am, I do know where it is.” We arrived at the Marriott where Helen told me to park the car up and they’d check. She also told me that she’d send a text with the room number to which I should bring the luggage. I must admit, I was quite surprised at her change of tune. Had I done something to offend? The text came in with the room number, but a also noting that I should leave my overnight bag in the car. I took the cases, which were big and heavy for an overnight stay, up to their room. I knocked on the door and Jane opened the door and beckoned me in. I was a suite Helen had booked, so plenty of room for all three of us. “Okay, dump the cases there. We’re going to get changed, so pop down to the bar and get the drinks in will you?” Helen asked. Keeping up the character, I said “certainly ma’am”. At the bar I order 2 large vodka and cokes and a coke for me. I took them over to a table and sat down. Twenty minutes later Helen and Jane arrived, dressed in bath robes and slippers. They sat down and we started to talk about our last encounter at the ball. Helen indicated that this time it would be different. I was surprised, but didn’t show it, simply said right. The girls finished their drinks and Helen handed me a bag, took my arm and they led me to the leisure centre. She signed us all in, got the towels and said we meet in the pool and of course you’ll need what’s in the bag. I went straight to the gents changing room hung up my clothes in the locker and opened the bag. Inside was a pair of quiet brief swimming trunks, a cock ring and a note telling me to put these items on. Fortunately, I was the only guy in the changing room so put the cock ring on and then stepped into the swimwear. I felt quite uncomfortable, as I don’t normally wear anything as brief and with now wearing a cock ring, it pushed my cock out because of the hard on it created. I put the towel around me and dropped it a the pool side as I entered the water. Helen and Jane hadn’t appeared at the point, so I swam a little on my own. There were a few women and one man already in. When they did come out, they looked amazing, with both of them sporting minuscule bikinis, which didn’t hide anything. The bottoms were thongs, which showed of they firm backsides. I got an instant hard on, which was helped by the cock ring. Jane was the first into the water and swam up to me, put her arms around my neck and gave me a cracker of a kiss. “I see you’re pleased to see me,” she said, referring to my hard on. “Yes, Helen’s present certainly helped with that,” I said. “Oh, that wasn’t Helen’s idea it was mine,” Jane laughed Helen seemed to be having a problem with her towel for some reason or another. She asked if I could help her undo the bracelet which had caught on one of the threads of the towel. I got out and walked over to her, forgetting about erection. I managed to undo it no bother. Helen thanked me, patted my cock and jumped into the pool. There I was with a ragging hard on , being ogled by the women in the pool. It didn’t take me long to follow Helen into the pool. I swam up to Helen and Jane, who were chuckling away. “You looked amazing, I’m so glad Jane kitted you out like that,” Helen said. “We are going to have so much fun with you while we’re here.” Jane had commented on having her first kiss with me and feeling the effect of the cock ring, so feeling a little left out Helen put her arms round my neck and started to kiss me. She whispered in my ear suggesting what she could do with my erection. As we kissed Jane came up behind and swiftly pulled down my swimmer, going under water and pulling my feet out of it. So here I was, a cock ring on, a hard on and two beautiful women. There was a shout from the poolside from a fit looking women, in a micro bikini. I realised she was shouting to Helen. Helen waved back and shouted to come a join us. At this she dived in and swam over to us. She gave Helen and Jane a hug. Helen introduced me to Sophie, who duly gave me a hug. There was no way she could have missed my erection. “Oh!” She said. “I’ve obviously arrived just at the right time.” The hug then turned into a full on kiss, one arm round my neck and the other pulling at my cock. Helen came up behind me, took hold of my cock from Sophie’s hand and whispered in my ear “you need properly introducing to Sophie.” Jane had gone up behind Sophie and had done exactly the same to her as she did to me. She removed her thong. With that Sophie had her legs round me and Helen was introducing my cock into her love hole. I fucked a fair bit over the years but this was mind blowing, as I don’t thing my chick had ever grown this big before. Fortunately, there was only one other woman in the pool and no lifeguard, otherwise our antics would have been nipped in the bud for sure. Helen and Jane were messing about round us so even the one woman wouldn’t realise Sophie was getting stuffed. Sadly, Sophie was a screamer. The woman who must have been in her 70’s now realised what was happening and smiled at us. Although Sophie was a screamer, she enjoyed her sex and it’s not often people come at exactly the same time, but we did and it was great. Helen suggested we should get changed and go to the room. We met at the lift. Helen and Jane in their robes, carrying they cosies and Sophie in high heels, mini skirt and scooped neck T-shirt. Helen thought it would be good if Sophie could take a photo of us. She took Helen’s IPhone and got it all set and we got into the lift. The minute inside the girls dropped their robes and quickly cuddled up next to me and of course my hands were round their waists. The lift doors were just opening when we arrived at the 2nd floor and they were almost into their robes. We went to the room and that’s when I realised one of the reasons for the cases being heavy was the amount of booze they’d brought with them. As it was getting close to dinner time the girls suggested that instead of having a session then, we should do it after dinner. Helen said the reason we were in Edinburgh was to meet Sophie, who was a longtime friend of Jane’s. Sophie had to put up with a wealthy husband, who put work and travel before sex, he eve had a lot in common with both Helen and Jane. They’d been telling Sophie about our charity ball night of passion and Sophie was keen to meet me. She certainly can’t say she hasn’t met me now, that’s for sure. Helen said she’d booked a table for 8, which was about 4 hours and asked if Sophie wanted to stay on. Sophie was keen to go for dinner, but wanted to get changed. She was going to call a taxi, when I suggested that perhaps I could give her a lift home. She was grateful and accepted my offer. We arrived at this beautiful, large detached house, where I drove up to the front door. Sophie thanked me for the ride home and asked if I wanted a coffee. Hubby obviously wasn’t home. She made the coffee and we sat in the lounge, until she asked if I’d have a look at what she was going to wear for dinner. I said no problem. We went up to her bedroom, which was enormous, with walk in wardrobes and a massive en suite bathroom. I sat on the end of the bed while she looked through her wardrobe collection. It only took her seconds to loose her heels, drop her skirt and pull her T-shirt over her head, to then walk through in a mini dress. She wasn’t too sure, so then came through in a leather mini skirt and button through white blouse. I comment on how I liked leather. Off she went again and came back in a pair of figure hugging black leather trousers and a black leather waistcoat. That did it for me. “You like?” She asked I simply nodded enthusiastically. Back she went to change. This time she came out naked. “I really enjoyed our fuck, can we do it again before we go back to meet Jane and Helen?” She asked. “Happy to oblige.” I said I stood up unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall, then kicked of my shoes, socks next, trousers and boxers. “Where’s Jane’s cock ring?” Sophie asked “I left it in the car.” I answered. “Should I go get it?” “No need.” She said. “ I bought one for my husband a few years back and he refused to wear it. Just lay back I’ll go get it.” Two minutes later in she comes with this black cock ring, which had another ring attached which goes round the balls. She expertly slid it on, putting the extra attachment over my balls and it feel tight. I immediately got a hard on and as we kissed and played with each other’s bodies, it grew harder than ever. We were in the 69 position when she announced that when we had finished fucking each other, I had to wear this contraption for the rest of the night. We had fantastic sex, better that with Helen or Jane, which gave me the impression she had played away more that the other two. So it was onto dinner and whatever came after