A lesbian threesome with Diana and Gloria

Diane did not drive a car, Karen’s and Gloria’s had only two seats, so they ordered a taxi. Karen had to suppress a smile when she heard Diane tell the driver the address; it was the same hotel in which she had only recently been gangbanged, apparently it was the company’s favourite. She would need to learn such things now that she has been promoted. The hotel clerk acted professionally and made no suggestions that he recognised Karen, even when Diane asked for the very same suite that Mike rented earlier. The room service must have acted really swiftly and cleaned it right after the previous guests had left. The manager suspected that this room might be permanently rented by her company; the bills were most likely filed as representation costs. Diane also ordered a bottle of red wine to their room, apparently that kind was not among the amenities in the cabinet. She then took the card to the room and the three women headed to the elevator. Karen was the last to turn around and gave the clerk a wink before leaving; she had no doubt that he remembered her from earlier. She was also certain that he abandoned his professionalism and ogled their bodies as they walked away; she added a bit of sway to her hips.

Inside of the room the events did not proceed as rapidly as with the men, although any pretensions of professionalism were abandoned when Diane kissed Karen on the lips. The manager returned the kiss, but it did not last too long; Gloria could not be left alone and soon the kisses were exchanged between the three women. The first round was immediately followed by a second one, this time the kisses were longer and more passionate, with tongues included. Their hands explored each other’s bodies; the woman not participating in each kiss took part in the caressing as well, she also slowly stripped the other two. By the time the room service knocked on the door their skirts were already lying on the floor and their blouses were unbuttoned. Karen left the two women kissing and went to answer the door. The young man who delivered the wine and glasses opened his eyes wide when he saw the manager dressed in her lingerie, especially the transparent bra.

Karen decided to use this opportunity to tease him a bit.

“Just put the tray over here,” she gestured towards a cupboard in the hall.

The man, with his mouth open, remained motionless for a moment.

“Ah, yes!” he finally reacted, “of course. Right away, ma’am.”

When he was taking the tray with the glasses off the trolley Karen asked:

“Are you a leg, ass or tits man?”

“Eh… what? I’m… excuse me?” the man’s confusion looked comical.

“Every man supposedly has a preference for one of these three body parts. Which one are you?”

“I-well… ehm…”

“Go ahead, don’t be shy.”

“T-tits,” said the man carefully putting down the tray.

“Great!” Karen exclaimed with a smile and pushed her chest forward, “let this be my tip for you. Touch them.”

The young man was uncertain for a moment, but the firm breasts pushed towards him were just too tempting; he lifted his arms and grabbed them. His touch was gentle at first, but soon he squeezed the soft flesh more firmly. Karen let him enjoy her body for a while, but eventually she said:

“I wouldn’t want to keep you away from your duties for too long.”

The man got the cue and let her breasts go; with a mixture of joy and disappointment on his face he turned to leave.

“Thank you,” Karen said with the same smile, as he was exiting the room. She took the tray and did not listen if there was any reply. Eventually he would exchange his story with the waiter from the restaurant and the manager will begin to build a reputation at this place.

When she returned to the bedroom the other two women were stripped to their lingerie.

“We missed you already,” Diane said, “what took you so long?”

“I tipped the room service,” she offered no further explanation as she approached them.

The women did not inquire further and happily welcomed Karen in their embrace.

“I haven’t complimented your bra yet,” the director said.

“Thank you,” Karen replied, fondling her breasts.

“I like your and Gloria’s style, it’s very feminine and empowering. You should maintain it.”

“I definitely will.”

After the recent gangbang with the men the manager had a fresh comparison, everything looked differently right from the beginning. Even though the two mature women clearly wanted to have sex (Karen too, but to a lesser degree) no-one seemed to be in a rush. Everything seemed more sensual and less hectic; not that the male approach was worse, it was just a different way of exhibiting lust. The lesbian threesome was still chaotic though, between the three mouths and six arms and all the clothes that needed to be taken off. No item was simply stripped, it was accompanied by caressing and kissing, sometimes also giggling. There was no system either, because the three women kept swapping their roles and the objects of their attention; no-one felt overwhelmed, nor underappreciated.

Neither of the women could tell how many minutes had passed between them walking into the room and getting fully naked on the bed; for that moment in time they cared only for one another. Karen’s lack of experienced in lesbian love was irrelevant, because it quickly got lost in the entanglement of lips and limbs. Her relative lack of enthusiasm has diminished as well as her lust was gradually building up.

Once the women moved onto the bed the pace of their love-making began to increase, but it was a slow and steady growth, it matched the build-up of their passion and lust. The women did not remain in a single position for too long, but continued to rotate between partners and their body parts. At one point Diane was sucking on Karen’s breasts and Gloria was licking her pussy, a moment later the two mature women were kissing and Karen was caressing their bodies. The changes happened without any coordination, but at a leisurely pace, so it never felt hectic. No-one had a chance to feel left out either, every woman received an equal amount of attention and love.

As minutes passed by Karen learnt to appreciate the ample curves of her lovers more and more. She had already been eager to suck on their pussies before they began, but now she was also happy to suck on their breasts and fondle their full round buttocks. In return she received the same kind of attention and more; the ladies loved her long strong legs, they kissed, licked and caressed them from toe to crotch. Each pair of breasts was fondled by two pairs of palms and kissed by two sets of lips; the same treatment was applied to all the buttocks. Each woman had her share of orgasms as well, they might not have been as loud or intense as the ones Karen had with the man, but were more drawn out in time and equally pleasurable.

When the love-making had worn out the ladies they lied in the bed, cuddled and softly caressed their bodies. Later they took a shower, it looked like a standing version of the earlier sex more than a cleaning process. Ultimately the women washed off their sweat and other bodily fluids, but it took a lot of time, water and touching. Afterwards they dressed up and went downstairs to the hotel restaurant to eat supper; it included another bottle of wine. They were served by the same waiter as Karen and the men earlier, he was equally polite and attentive, clearly hoping for the same kind of tip. The manager wanted to be more discreet with the ladies, so after tipping the man with cash she left the restaurant with them. They kissed each other goodbye and the two women went home; Karen returned inside.

The waiter was visibly happy to see her back, with a bright smile on his face he said:

“Did you enjoy your meal, madam?”

“Yes, thank you. The meal was delicious and the service superb.”

“Could you be so kind and repeat the compliment to the cook personally?”

“With pleasure,” Karen smiled, she had quickly earned a reputation in this place.

The waiter led her to the same place in which she had ‘tipped’ him previously; when notified the cook appeared almost instantly. The manager smiled once again and pushed her chest forward. Her blouse might not have been transparent this time, but the two men were not bothered; each groped one breast eagerly. Karen was in a good mood, so she let them play even longer than earlier; eventually she too went home. This had been a good day, the manager was certain it was one of the many to come.