Sitting in the sun by our pool in our deckchairs in Switzerland I was with my neighbour who is 2 years younger than me. I’m at uni in the US and he’s in his first year in the UK and it’s summer holiday time. These events were before I became an “escort” (about which you may have read already!).

So, the conversation covered recent events as we each saw them from our perspective viewpoints until my friend, Marcus, said quite out of the blue:

“I know you girls have quite got the art of, as I see it, the tease, the short skirts, the crossing and recrossing of legs, tight fitting trousers or leggings, the long skirt or dress with with a slit right up the leg, bikini thongs such as you are wearing at the moment. And Gretel for that matter. Any of these can get a boy excited - and I’m one of them!”

“Oh really! I never quite saw it like that. I just like to please myself, keep to what seems fashionable, and all those things you just mentioned are what’s going on at the moment and, also, with other types of dress such as loose fitting trousers, long skirts and so on. As for Gretel, well, she wears what she likes but the length of her skirt or type of trouser is her choice.”

You may be wondering who Gretel is. She’s a neighbour who lives next door to us. She’s a very attractive girl, about 25, blond hair, blue eyes, full bust and shaven cunt. I got to know her quite well during my last holiday to the extent we played together (!) so I know she has nice tits and, then, she had a shaven mound, now I don’t know.

Marcus said, “You’re right of course but I am tantalised by much of what I see - and it does, sometimes, have an effect!”

“And what would that be?”

“Let me take an example. That bikini you’re wearing which is, well, what I call skimpy, but very alluring. And the thong, that must be uncomfortable I’d think, cutting up through your tender spots!”

“I guess you’re right about the thong but one gets used to how it feels. Presumably you’ve never worn a man thong?”

“No, can’t say I have.”

At this moment Gretel appeared from next door wearing a white top and short pleated black skirt . I said to her, “Marcus gets turned by us women wearing short skirts, bikinis and so on. Says he’s never even worn a man’s thong. You wear thongs don’t you?”

“I do. I ‘ave one on now. Perhaps Marcus would like to see it?” Gretel asked.

This gave me an idea.....”Here’s a thought, no, something you can try, Marcus. I’ll take off my bikini and you can try the thong part just to see what it’s like? How does that sound?”

“Mmm, I don’t know, probably. I guess I’d like to see Gretel’s thong too.”

To persuade him I take off my top, watch as he stares at my tits (which I have to say are nicely formed, not really needing a bra at all) and then, while sitting I raise my knees, legs together and ease off the thong. Because I’m sitting in a deckchair Marcus can’t quite see my quim but he exclaims, “ What a sight!I can see your furry underneath!”

I rest my legs back on the rim of the ‘chair. I can’t actually see if this striptease has had any effect on him other than the look on his face.

“Look, a better idea. I’ve just bought some new thongs so I’ll fetch one for you and you can try it on to see what it’s like, OK?”

“Yeah, well OK then, but I still want to see Gretel’s thong!”

“Just wait will you!”

I rise, naked, from my deckchair. Marcus watches intently. Don’t think he’s seen a naked girl before! I hasten to the house and back carrying a plain black thong.

“Right Marcus, here you are. Try this! Stand up!”

I grab his hand and pull; he gets out of his ‘chair and the bulge in his swimmers is immediately obvious.

“Oh, oh! You are excited!” said Gretel

“No need for embarrassment! You said yourself that a female’s clothing can have an effect on you. And a naked one too, it seems. Anyway, no matter, get those swimmers off!”

Marcus slides down his trunks, his swollen cock springs out. I hand him the thong but he protests, “I can’t put this on in my condition. It’ll be too small!”

“It doesn’t matter, I’ve realised that but put it on anyway and just push it to one side so your cock and balls are not in the thong. You can still feel what it’s like otherwise, tight between your arse cheeks.”

Marcus is persuaded, tries on the thong, loops it to one side of his now fully erect cock and pulls it on tight.

“How’s that feeling?” I ask.

“Weird.”

“You’ll get used to it after a bit.”

“What, you want me to keep it?”

“Why not? It is new and it’ll be a new sensation for you. Wear it for the rest of today and tell me tomorrow what you think of it. And anyway, it’s not quite ideal for you at the moment with that huge erection so why don’t we do something about it, something to calm you down?”

“Such as, what are you proposing?”

“OK, come here with me and sit on the edge of the pool. You come too, Gretel.”

We walk over, the thong tight up his cheeks, his cock swaying before him. I get down into the water and Marcus sits on the edge, legs dangling into the water, cock upstanding between them.

“Right, lie down, you’re in position and I am too and I’m going to masturbate you and then your cock will go down and you can tuck it into the thong, if possible. OK? And you Gretel, could you stand over Marcus, a foot on each side of his head. He wants to see your thong!”

“Oh yes! What splendid thinking!”

Marcus lies down, cock standing proudly above his body and Gretel stands astride his head.

“Can’t see a lot up there,” says Marcus. “It’s too dark.”

“I’ll stoop down for you,” says Gretel and she hikes up her short skirt and crouches down so that her thong is quite close to his face.

“That’s much better, Gretel. What you’re going to do, Monique, will be mighty nice. Do you know what to do?”

“A bit of guidance would probably be a good idea. I’ve got a bit of a confession to make here. I’ve had sex a couple of times with an American but, basically, it was clothes off and straight into the act! He was hopeless - so he’s been ditched! So i haven’t actually wanked a man before.”

“It’s simple really. Just put a finger and thumb round the middle of my cock, grip it and move your hand up and down. Not too exciting for you, not difficult, but very nice for me!”

So, following this instruction I place said finger and thumb around Marcus’ hard cock, took a firm grip and moved my hand somewhat tentatively up - and was surprised that I didn’t need to let go! It moved up, skin and all!! So now, down as far as it could go without losing my grip. Well and good. Let’s do it again - and repeat.

“Is that OK?” I ask. “Lovely,” Marcus replies. “Just keep up the motion. And I’m enjoying the view of Gretel’s thong.”

Gretel says, “You can put your whole ‘and round ‘is cock when you do this. ‘ere let me show you,” and she kneels beside Marcus and takes his goodly sized cock and envelopes it with her whole hand.

“See! You can move like this.” Her hand moves up and down his member a few times. “Now you do it,” and I do, a lesson in how to masturbate a man’s cock.

Gretel has now positioned herself, crouching, near Marcus head, knees slightly apart so he see straight up them to her thong.

“Monique, that’s so good, and I can see Gretel’s red thong.”

My grip remains basic, finger and thumb wrapped round Marcus’ cock, just moving them up and down.

“You can move fast or slow. It’s better with some juice but we don’t ‘ave any at the moment.”

I masturbate Marcus’ cock at different speeds as Gretel says, still crouching close by, openly displaying her thong to Marcus, but he’s twitching his legs, breathing more rapidly.....

“You OK, Marcus?” I ask.

“Mmmmm...” is all he can manage and then he cums, a jet of cum spurts powerfully up in the air and lands up near his chin - but I’m so surprised I let go!

“Wow!” I exclaim.

Gretel, however, is paying attention and grabs his cock, continues to wank it as it pulses forth copious amounts of cum all over his chest and body and runs down her hand. She slows her rythym as it gushes more slowly, keeping the motion and then, eventually, squeezing Marcus cock until nothing more comes out.

“ I can see you ‘aven’t done this before, Monique,” she says. “ You must keep wanking while ‘e is cumming, no, otherwise it’s not good for ‘im, you understand?”

“Ah, OK. Yeah, you are correct, I haven’t masturbated a man before. Just had sex.”

Marcus has some clearing up to do! I’m amazed at the amount of juice he has produced and how far it’s gone. Just thought (somewhat naively perhaps) there would be only a little spilling out gently.

Marcus says, “That I enjoyed! Can we do it again?”

I’ve been, how shall I put it? Impressed! And it’s made me somewhat horny, so I say, “Yes, good idea. Tomorrow afternoon, a bit of swimming and excitement!”

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