Looking Back
(A “Cum Diaries” Story)

The "Cum Diaries" are occasional fictionalized accounts of stories told to me by my readers, in this case of my short story “Dave's New Job”. That began an ongoing conversation with L&M in Oregon about their experiences.

Part 11

1978

Lisa spotted the sign with Mike's name on it first, off to one side as they exited customs doggedly dragging their bags behind them. What surprised her was seeing a teenage girl waving the sign, standing next to a statuesque blonde woman.

“Hi, I'm Lisa and this is Mike,” she said wearily to the teen when they approached.

“I'm Aimee,” the girl smiled broadly, putting down the sign and extending her hand, “my father sent us to meet you while he keeps the van waiting right outside.”

“And I am Anja,” the woman added in the same sultry accent they heard on the phone, extending her arms to hug both Mike and Lisa warmly.

Aimee grabbed a couple of the bags and led them toward the exit with Anja walking between them, both her arms hooked in theirs. Lisa couldn't help but admire the firm developing ass on the young girl. She was tall for her age, her tits just budding, her blonde hair reaching almost to the top of that lovely curving ass. A quick glance at Mike told her he was admiring that view too.

A short portly man Lisa took to be Jan stood at the curb having a heated conversation with a police officer when they approached the vehicle. He grinned brightly when he spotted them, ignoring the officer to rush over and warmly embrace Lisa while effusively introducing himself. After shaking Mike's hand, they loaded up the somewhat battered van and headed into the city.

Jan chattered enthusiastically the entire time he drove, finally stopping in front of a five story apartment building on a street filled on both sides with the same, shops on the first floor and residences above. For mid morning on a weekday, the shops all along the street seemed unusually quiet or closed.

“This is one of our business properties and where we live,” Anja explained as the unloaded the van and carried the luggage into the foyer of the building. “It gets a lot busier after dinner.”

The walked past an unattended reception desk in an ornate foyer to an old fashioned elevator, the kind with an accordion type open steel gate and a lever for up or down instead of buttons for the floors. Aimee gleefully took the controls, taking them up to the fourth floor.

“We set aside an apartment for your use,” Jan explained as Aimee opened one of three doors in the small foyer by the elevator. “The others on this floor, and the one below, are shared by some of our...employees...while we use the fifth floor for ourselves. The ground and second floors are used for our businesses.”

“Why don't you get some rest, you must be exhausted,” Anja said solicitously before walking to a phone that looked like it came out of some pre World War II thirties movie and wrote down a number. “If you need anything, just dial this number, otherwise, we'll check back around dinner time. We can talk more then.”

With that, everyone exchanged brief hugs and left Lisa and Mike alone. Lisa let out a deep sigh, stripping off and dropping her clothing at her feet before rummaging around in one of her bags.

“I'm beat and really need a shower and some sleep after traveling for almost twenty hours straight,” she murmured after finding a bag of toiletries and heading to the bathroom.

Mike followed along, easily joining her in the surprisingly large shower. They quickly washed each other and collapsed into bed.

Mike woke with a start, for a brief moment not knowing where he was. Lisa slept with her back to him, snoring softly in the muted late afternoon light. When he got his bearings, Mike realized he needed to piss very badly and his normal morning wood was particularly aching. He hadn't fucked Lisa or jerked off in at least a day and a half. He didn't want to disturb her, so he figured he could easily remedy both issues in the bathroom.

To get to the bathroom, he had to walk out through the living room and next to the small kitchen. His bladder was near bursting so he loosed a hard stream of piss into the toilet as soon as he got there. He thought about going back to bed with Lisa, maybe just slip his hard cock into her pussy without waking her or rolling her on her back and burying his face between her legs until she awoke.

His cock grew in his hand, the familiar tingle of a needed orgasm swelling up from his balls.

Not wanting to bother the exhausted Lisa, he started thinking about other things...Alice's tight pussy stretching to envelope his cock...Josh's smooth dick and tight asshole...spreading the toddler's taut pussy lips with a finger and the tip of his tongue...little Will wiggling and giggling when Mike licked his tiny dick and tight balls... imagining Anja laying naked on a bed with her long slender legs spread wide...picturing a naked Aimee's with her tiny tits and undoubtedly bald, or nearly hairless, pussy.

The first spurt of his cum shot all the way to the mirror, followed by four more that increasingly decreased in intensity until the last just oozed over his fingers to drip into the sink. With his eyes closed and legs still trembling, he gripped the side of the sink with his free hand while continuing to squeeze his deflating, but still overly sensitive, dick as the last aftershocks of his orgasm ebbed away.

“Goedenavond...good evening,” a soft female voice, with just a hint of a giggle, said off from one side.

Mike's eyes flashed opened as his head snapping toward the voice. A grinning Aimee stood leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed beneath her just budding breasts. She wore a tight fitting shoulder less red dress that barely covered her tits, the hard nipples poking through the silky fabric, held up with a thin strap around her neck and ending just below the lower curve of her ass.

“I didn't mean to startle you or...um...or interrupt,” she continued with a smirk, her eyes locked on his half hard cock still dripping a single sticky string of his cum into the sink, “but my father asked me to put some drinks and snacks in your refrigerator and leave you a note to please call him after you wake up. I guess I don't have to write a note.”

“I...ah...I...er...thank...um...thank you,” Mike stammered, his face flushing yet more when the barely teenage girl openly giggled into a hand covering her mouth, even as his cock throbbed and grew in his fingers.

Aimee made no effort to move or look away nor did she seem at all bothered seeing his engorged dick in his hand. If anything, he saw only amusement in her sparkling eyes and pouty mouth. Not knowing what else to do, and with nothing at hand to cover himself, Mike turned toward her and smiled, noting that the tips of her hard nipples made up a good portion of her tits.

“Is there anything else I can...uh...do for you?” he asked, letting his dick flop out of his hand even though it was still hard enough to somewhat stand out from his body.

“No...um...not right now...anyway,” she murmured huskily, the tip of her tongue outlining the inside of her lips, “I have to get to work now.”

“Work?”

“Yes...I take care of the desk downstairs on school nights until my mother takes over around 9:00,” she answered matter of factually, “and I imagine some of the girls are already there and ready for me to start letting in the customers.”

“Girls?...Customers?” Mike asked in confusion.

“Oh, I thought you knew. The first two floors of this building are a government licensed brothel,” Aimee responded casually still looking at his dangling dick. “The customers pay at the desk to enter and the girls make most of their money from the fixed prices and tips.”

“You...you work in a whore house...at your age?” Mike asked in surprise.

“Well...I suppose...technically. It is one of my family's many businesses and my parents want me to learn everything about all our operations,” she laughed, standing up straight, “although I'm too young by law to have sex in the city yet...for money anyway.”

She turned to leave and took a couple of steps before turning back to Mike with a wicked grin.

“If you still feel the...um...need, come on downstairs and I'll show you around and introduce you to the girls,” she grinned then walked out the door of the apartment.

Mike simply turned and splashed another few spurts of his sperm into the sink.

“Welcome...welcome...welcome!” Jan greeted them heartily as soon as he opened the door to his apartment.

Lisa and Mike chose to take the stairs up one floor rather than chance the antiquated elevator on their own. Jan gave each of them a warm hug at the door to his apartment before ushering them into a lavishly decorated and furnished living room.

Jan was barefoot and wearing a velvety burgundy colored smoking jacket over what looked like oriental print silk pajamas. He was shorter than Lisa, with a protruding belly and a ruddy complexion. There was a mischievous twinkle in his eyes above his short gray beard.

Lisa and Mike sat in a comfortable couch holding the drinks Jan provided with him sitting across from them in a plush chair. He made no attempt to hide the lecherous way he was appraising both of them or the way his half hard cock bulged between his legs.

“I do hope you managed to get a little rest,” he said soothingly.

“The jet lag and time zone changes still have me a bit disoriented,” Lisa replied, smiling weakly, sipping her drink and resting one hand on Mike's thigh.

“I understand perfectly,” Jan chuckled, squirming to adjust himself so his stiffening dick was even more evident, “I personally need two days to recover each time we change the clocks back or forward an hour in the spring and fall.”

“I was wondering about how you want to proceed,” Mike said, putting an arm over Lisa's shoulder so his fingertips could brush over one of her stiff nipples, “and what all the options are while we are here...for us both.”

“Oh I assure you your opportunities are practically unlimited, especially after seeing the tapes and images you sent us,” Jan answered, his eyes widening just a little when Lisa shifted slightly, spreading her legs far enough he undoubtedly got a glimpse of the satiny white panties she deliberately wore under her short dark blue skirt, “but we can put off discussing business until you have more rest.”

Before either of them could respond, Anja walked up behind Jan, bending forward to slide both her hands down over his chest and belly. The skin tight dress she wore was open between her plump tits all the way down to her navel, giving both Mike and Lisa an inviting glimpse of her light tan nipples.

“Now don't bore our guests with any business talk tonight,” she murmured into Jan's ear while keeping her eyes on Mike and Lisa, “there will be plenty of time for that in the days to come. Now I need to take over from Aimee since she does have school tomorrow.”

She gave Jan a deep open mouthed kiss before standing and bidding Mike and Lisa good night. Lisa felt Mike's hand tighten on her thigh as they watched Anja walk away, her ass swaying seductively with every step beneath the tight short dress that had no discernible pantie line.

“Don't do anything I wouldn't do,” she turned and called out with a wicked smile at the door.

“There isn't anything you won't do!” Jan replied with a hearty laugh. “That's one of the reasons I married you.”

Anja just grinned mischievously and closed the door behind her. Jan turned back to Mike and Lisa, a twinkle of excitement apparent in his eyes, before getting up to refresh their drinks.

Lisa could feel the beginning of a good buzz as she sipped her next drink. When Mike put his hand on her thigh just above her knee, she moaned softly, tightened her own hand on his thigh and unconsciously spread her knees a little more. She could see the obviously growing bump in Jan's pajama bottoms as well as the wolfish way he was looking at both of them.

She was wondering what the etiquette was with Jan. He already saw her naked pictures. They were in Amsterdam to make porn movies and, if anything, Anja seemed to invite them to play together as she left the apartment. She had no problem fucking him, and Anja too for that matter, and in fact expected to do both at some point but between the jet lag and booze, her mind was in a haze.

Mike's hand moved up the inside of her thigh, far enough to push the bottom edge of her skirt even higher. Lisa took that as Mike's way of telling her he too saw the lustful way Jan was staring at her. She smiled coyly and let her knees fall apart even more, certainly far enough that Jan could see the tiny wet spot beginning to stain her lacy panties pulled up in her pussy slit.

Just as Lisa brushed her hand up Mike's thigh and over his stiffening cock, Aimee opened the apartment door and walked over to her father. She bent forward and gave him a tender kiss on the cheek and simply cocked an eyebrow seeing the way Lisa sat with her legs spread wide and her hand on Mike's crotch.

“How did it go tonight?” Jan asked the teenager as she stepped around and sat down on the arm of his chair.

“Pretty quiet,” Aimee responded, smiling brightly watching Mike's hand move ever closer to Lisa's panties and the growing wet spot. “Monique had words with some Italian, but Jasper took care of it quickly and quietly. Otherwise a pretty ordinary night.”

“How about the shows on Saturday...any tickets left?” Jan asked, putting his free arm around his thirteen year old daughter's waist.

“Two are sold out and there are only a few seats left for the third. It should be a sell out as usual by then too,” Aimee answered before standing and stretching her arms over her head, causing her small tits to push out even more through the flimsy fabric of her tight dress. “I'm tired, so I'm going to take a shower and go to bed.”

Aimee gave her father another kiss on the top of his head, wished Mike and Lisa a good night and started down a darkened hall. Lisa pushed herself to her feet unsteadily and called after the young girl.

“Can you show me to the bathroom, Aimee?”

“Sure, this way,” Aimee answered, waiting for Lisa at the entry to the dimly lit hallway.

“What kind of shows were you talking about?” she asked Aimee when they stopped at the bathroom door.

“It depends and varies from time to time,” Aimee answered, looking Lisa over critically, “this week there's three lesbians in one, bondage in another and a dog and a woman in the other.”

“Those are movies?”Lisa gasped in surprise.

“Oh no...they are live shows. We have a small theater on the far side of the brothel,” Aimee said calmly. “On Saturdays we sell tickets to some trusted clientele. Other times, some of our better or more discrete customers will request a specific...and very private...show.”

“Wow, I had no idea that sort of thing went on,” Lisa said softly, even as her pussy tingled and she could feel the growing dampness between her legs.

“I'm sure my parents would be happy to let you watch...or even participate, if you wish,” Aimee continued with a devilish grin. “I did see the pictures and tapes you and Mike sent...very exciting stuff.”

With that, Aimee leaned forward, gave Lisa a tender kiss on the cheek and brushed her hand over Lisa's right tit.

“Sleep well.” the teenager murmured before turning and entering another room further down the hall.

Lisa just stared after her and the closed door for a moment before turning and entering the bathroom.

“If she was in my family, her father would have already fucked her,” Lisa thought as her piss streamed into the toilet with a loud splash, “undoubtedly someone has by now and I wonder if it was Jan.”

Lisa stopped as she entered the living room, at first not seeing Mike. Only after taking a couple more steps did she realize he was kneeling between Jan's legs, sucking the older man's balls and stroking his hard dick. Her pussy throbbed watching a droplet of precum bubble from the head of Jan's uncut cock.

Mike licked up Jan's surprisingly thick six inch shaft, flicking off the first drop of precum with the tip of his tongue even as a second seeped to the head of Jan's dick. Jan moaned softly, pinching one of his own fatty nipples with one hand and pulling Mike even closer with the other on the back of Mike's head.

Lisa let out a low groan while pinching both of her stiff nipples when Mike wrapped his lips around the throbbing head of Jan's dick, holding it for just a moment before taking the entire six inches all the way down his throat. There were few things that turned her on more than watching one guy suck another...and it was always hotter in her mind when Mike was one of the guys.

When she took a couple of more steps closer to get a better look, Jan opened his eyes and looked directly at her. He smiled and extended a hand to her, beckoning her to come closer. Mike looked up, smiling with his eyes seeing her before taking Jan's cock out of his mouth.

“Would you like a taste too?” Mike whispered, holding Jan's thick dick out to her.

Lisa licked her lips. Jan's cock glistened with the combination of his precum and Mike's spittle coating it. She stepped right next to them and before she could drop to her knees, Jan slid a hand up between her thighs, his fingers probing her dripping pussy through her soaked panties.

“I have a better idea,” Jan groaned with two fingers pushing the panties aside and sliding them into her waiting, willing cunt, “I want a taste as well and we can be much more comfortable on my bed.”

When he pulled his fingers out of her cunt in order to stand, Lisa whimpered, reaching down to grab his dick. Her eyes widened in surprise when her fingers could not reach all the way around with one hand. That had not happened to her since she was eight years old stroking her own father's rigid cock. Mike licked the throbbing head one more time before rising and stepping out of the jeans that fell around his ankles.

Lisa grinned wickedly taking Mike's dick in her other hand. They spent a moment stripping off her blouse and skirt. Jan fell to his knees to drag her soaking wet panties down with his teeth, stood and grinned at her for a moment then picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

Lisa squealed and thrashed around as Jan carried her to his bed with Mike following and laughing all the way. He tossed her down like a rag doll and the two of them climbed up next to her.

“I still want that taste,” she murmured huskily, grabbing Jan's thick cock and licking the head, “and I think you might like a taste of my pussy as well.”

With that, she pushed him on his back and straddled his face, feeling his wiry beard rubbing against the inside of her thighs and her pulsing mound. She leaned forward, holding Jan's cock straight up with one hand while swirling her tongue around the head. Mike looked on for just a moment before smiling wickedly and diving down between Jan's legs, adding his tongue to Lisa's licking that throbbing dick.

They took turns swallowing that shaft deep into their throats. With Lisa smothering Jan's face with her dripping pussy, he couldn't tell them much but the way his body squirmed and thrashed let them know when he was close to cumming.

At the first taste of Jan's precum on her tongue, Lisa took his cock out of her mouth and offered it to Mike. A few seconds later, Mike gagged and sputtered when a voluminous amount of Jan's cum erupted into his throat. Lisa managed to suck down the last two or three spurts watching the two sticky strings of that spent sperm dripping from Mike's grinning mouth.

By the time Jan finished cumming, Mike was rock hard again. Still breathing raggedly, Jan propped himself up on one elbow and grinned wickedly.

“So Mike, where to you want to cum first tonight...Lisa's pussy...or my ass?”

Lisa and Mike looked at each other in surprise for just a second, before she rolled on to her back and told Jan to straddle her face so she could watch Mike's cock filling Jan's ass while she played with herself and he licked her cunt.

With Mike fucking his asshole and Lisa sucking his cock and balls, Jan was hard again by the time Mike's cum erupted in his bowels. As wet as her pussy was, Lisa still cried out as Jan's thick dick split her pussy lips and stretched her cunt almost as much as the large black dog. Mike muffled her screams by stuffing his half hard cock into her mouth when she climaxed again and again until Jan's deflating dick slipped out of her.

Days later, Aimee confided in Lisa how grateful she was for the many intense orgasms she enjoyed that first night while masturbating listening to Lisa's shrieks while her father and Mike repeatedly fucked her.

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