Not a lot was said as we first swam, then relaxed in the hot tub. I

don’t know about myself, but I know the two ladies I was with had a

certain glow about them.... And I felt wonderful.

It was dark out. It seemed like only minutes before that the three of us

were having breakfast, yet so many things had taken place. Good things.

“Well,” Lolita asked Angie, “Does Nick give nice enemas?”

Angie gave a sly smile. “I guess he does a decent job.” she said.

“Does Angie give nice enemas?” Lolita asked me.

I returned Angie’s smile and said “Passable.”

“Passable???” Angie shouted, splashing me with warm water from the spa.

“I got your ‘passable’!!! She said.

We laughed together.

“Well,” Lolita said, “I guess you’re ready for a final exam.”

“Final?” I queried.

“You will use a combination of the clinical skills I have taught you

plus your imaginations, to give me, and then each other, a pleasure

enema.

Silence. Angie and I looked at each other, half-smiling. I detected a

gleam in her eyes, as she sensuously licked her lips. Right there, in

the hot tub, I once more felt a stirring in my loins. We tried to relax

a while longer, as, in our minds, we anticipated the upcoming session.

Finally we re-entered the house, and got busy making preparations.

Lolita handed me a trio of enema bags and a small bottle with an

eyedropper. One of the bags was twice as big as the other two.

“Fill these up.” Lolita ordered. “I want you to add two drops to the

small bags, and four drops to the big one.” she continued, “The big bag

is for me.”

I looked at the label on the bottle. ‘PEPPERMINT OIL’ it read.

I went into the bathroom and did as Lolita had indicated, while she and

Angie made other preparations. The bags had hoses and adjustable

stop-clamps, but no nozzles. When I returned, I was instructed to hang

the bags from the canopy rail. Lolita attached the nozzles, which were

all the same. They were roughly eight inches long and had a streamlined

‘torpedo’ shape. They were about an inch thick at their thickest point.

Angie had a tray which held a bowl of warm water and a tube of K-Y,

which she laid on the bedside table. The tray also held a paper towel

and three anal plugs. There were no gloves. Angie declared:

“I can get some gloves if anyone wants any.”

We all looked at one another and shook our heads.

Lolita went around and lit a few fragrant candles which were distributed

around the room. Then she turned the light off. We came together and

held hands.

“Ready?” Lolita asked. Angie and I nodded.

“O.K.” Lolita said, simply, and stood, waiting.

I took the initiative and gently reached over and gave Lolita’s rear a

squeeze, as I gave her a deep soul kiss. Angie took my lead and did

likewise. Then she and I reached to one another’s rears and caressed one

another as we kissed.

Angie and I led Lolita to the bed, where we silently bade her to get on

all fours, head on the pillow.

Angie squeezed a bit of K-Y onto her middle finger, and started

massaging the rosette which was the entry to Lolita’s rectum. Lolita

sighed. I reached under our teacher and fondled her breasts, as Angie

continued her ministering of Lolita’s anus. With my free hand, I reached

over and started a gentle rubbing of Lolita’s mound, eventually locating

her vaginal entry and dipping my finger in for some natural lubrication.

I then began a teasing of her clitoris.

Lolita moaned and sighed. After a couple of minutes of rubbing the

inside of Lolita’s sphincter, Angie withdrew her finger, wiped it off,

and proceeded to lubricate the nozzle which was to enter Lolita’s back

door. As she touched our teacher’s anus with the nozzle, Lolita began a

rapid panting and arched her neck, indicating that she was ready for

entry. Her anus opened easily and only a slight pressure was necessary

to nestle the nozzle within her nether hole. Angie started a slow flow.

I stopped my fingering of Lolita’s clitoris, and positioned my head so

that my finger could be replaced with my tongue, which got busy

titillating Lolita, who responded with deep breaths and low moans of

passion.

As I enthusiastically licked Lolita, I felt Angie start massaging my

anus with a well-lubed finger. My semi-hard member began to react by

becoming more tumescent as my loins expressed hunger for action. Angie

evidently noticed my hardness, and therefore reached to lightly fondle

my scrotum and shaft. I was in heaven. Again. I felt my rectum being

stretched and Angie’s finger finding my prostate, which was teased

briefly. Then Angie withdrew her finger. Seconds passed, and then I felt

the ‘torpedo’ touch my anus. I deliberately arched to encourage my

partner, and panted like a puppy to signal her: ‘go ahead’. The new

larger nozzle stretched my sphincter and was a bit uncomfortable as it

entered, but it soon felt as though it belonged there, inside me. A few

seconds later, I felt a trickle of warmth entering my insides.

Angie gently pulled on my hips, signaling me that she was ready to take

my place at Lolita’s rear. I moved off the bed and got ready to return

her favor. Angie positioned herself as I had been, and continued the

teasing of Lolita’s clitoris. I was surprised at the skill she displayed

with her tongue. Lolita lay there, moaning and sighing her pleasure,

occasionally gasping and twitching her entire body in ecstatic spasms.

I reached and fondled Angie’s ripe breasts as I licked her bottom. My

tongue explored her vulva as well as her perineum and anus. Angie hummed

her approval. I dipped my finger in Angie’s soaking-wet vagina for some

more natural lubricant, and used said finger to massage her anus and

begin the stretching/relaxing procedure. Angie was ready sooner than I

had expected. Her rectum took my finger readily and I rubbed it a bit

longer, feeling her relax further. Finally, I lubed the remaining

nozzle, and, when I touched Angie’s rectum with it, she reached behind

her and taking it from my hand, plunged it in herself, sighing and

moaning, all the while. I started a slow trickle, and proceeded to

continue tonguing Angie’s clitoris, as I reached into her vagina and

found her Grafenberg spot, which I began massaging.

There was an almost immediate change in Angie’s breathing as she savored

the new experience on her “G” spot. Her breathing speeded up and became

more labored, as she moaned deeper and in cadence with her breaths.

I looked up at the enema bags. Lolita’s was still about a third full,

and the other two, which had started after hers, were about half full. I

chose not to adjust the flow. It seemed that the three bags would empty

at roughly the same time. That was a desired effect.

I was starting to feel full, but there was no cramping. Instead there

was a pleasant, cool feeling, which I attributed to the peppermint oil.

I continued working with Angie’s clitoris and vagina.

Minutes passed, and then I heard Lolita’s breathing quicken, then a

long, low, loud animal moan came from the depths of her. I later found

out that Angie, feeling the effects of my finger on her “G” spot, had

emulated my motions with Lolita, and had succeeded in causing her to

have a “G” orgasm. Angie’s was not long in coming either, as she started

bucking against my mouth and finger, then finally stiffened and uttered

several loud “Aagh”’s, as she exuded a generous quantity of sweet female

cum, which I lapped up with enthusiasm.

The moaning and uttering of the ladies were a strong-turn on for me, and

my member was as stiff as could be, but I chose not to touch myself, as

I hoped that the ladies would find a way to reward my patience in their

own time and in their own special way.

I looked at the bags, which were now empty. The three of us disengaged

long enough for Lolita to pull my nozzle and replace it with an anal

plug. I did the same for Angie, as she replaced Lolita’s likewise.

Lolita then bade me to lie down in the middle of the bed, on my back.

She beckoned Angie to straddle my head, and then straddled me herself,

taking my member rapidly in her very wet vagina. I once again busied my

tongue with Angie’s wetness, and I could see by glancing at the mirrored

canopy that my two lovers were caressing one another’s breasts, and

soul-kissing. There was a slow steady rhythm to our movements, as Lolita

gyrated to my upward thrusts and Angie moved back and forth, her

clitoris hungering for the attentions of my tongue. Soon, I felt the

pressure inside rise inexorably, and I started breathing heavily and

loudly. I felt Lolita tighten up her muscles as she proceeded to milk

every bit of my seed from me. The release was like none I had ever felt

before. I stopped moving, spent.

Lolita got up from the bed and bade Angie to do the same, whispering

something in her ear. Then our teacher mounted my face so that I may lap

my spunk from her love canal. At the same time, Angie took my rapidly

shrinking member in her mouth and gave it new life, as she also tasted

the product of Lolita’s and my coupling. Then we all traded kisses, as

we all shared all of our juices.

The women collapsed on the bed, on either side of me, each nestling on

each of my shoulders, as we lay there, resting, exhausted.

“Uh...I have to go void.” Said Lolita, getting up.

“Me too!” said Angie, as she headed for the spare bathroom.

Once again I was resigned to climbing on the sink in the “exam room” in

order to empty my bowel.

After a joyous shower, taken together in Lolita’s bathroom, we slept

together that night, in Lolita’s giant bed. I lay there sandwiched in

the spoon position, with a lady in front of me and a lady behind. As I

drifted off, I reflected on the day’s events with amazement, thinking to

myself how lucky I was to have found these ladies. One was an Amazon

goddess and one was a nubile princess. And they were content to share me

with each other, as I was content to share each with the other....