We’ve been looking forward to this day all week. After a long week, we’re going to go out and see who we can meet. We’re a very unusual couple; we’re both polyamorous, and we’re both bisexual, and we’ve both been feeling it… that urge to get out and do something (or someone) new. So rather than sneaking around each other, we’re going to do it together (or at least at the same time). Or at least that’s the fun fantasy. We both know that the evening will probably end without either of us meeting anyone compelling, and then sitting up together all night at some dive bar laughing over some loser’s attempt to get into your pants. But either way it should be a fun night.

You get home and find me sitting on your couch, waiting for you. Your apartment is vacuumed and dusted and made ready. You wander into your bedroom and laugh as you see that for once, I’ve made your bed. You point at it and give me a raised eyebrow; I shrug defensively and point out that you never know how the night will go. We have a drink and let the day flow out of us, quietly chatting in the way that established couples do as we share a pizza together. Finally, it’s late enough to go out. And so… we do.

We arrive at the bar. This is very much the gay part of town, the part of town where people will assume that we’re friends rather than coupled because of the fact that we aren’t the same gender. It’s liberating. Most of the men here are not staring at you, they’re looking at me. Most of the women aren’t worried about the men, they’re checking out the other women. It’s exactly what we’re in the mood for tonight. You see me head for the bar proper to get us some drinks; on the way there I’m accosted by some muscle-bound guy who you see say something to me. You see me flush bright pink, meekly reply, and then get the drinks and head back to you.

“What was that?” you ask.

“Um… He asked me if I had a little bit of Irish in me. Then he asked if I wanted some.” I reply.

We share a laugh at the audacity of the bold line. It breaks any awkward tension, and you look right at me and see me smirking. My face quickly goes impassive, but we both know I’ve been caught.

“Spill it.” You demand. You see me contemplate stringing it out further, but I surrender to the inevitable.

“There’s a reason I picked this particular bar tonight.” You look at me expectantly, waiting for me to continue. “Well, you see, tonight -”

I’m cut off suddenly as the bartender taps on a ridiculous microphone and begins to announce…

“LAAAADIES AND OTHER LADIES, WHO’S READY FOR SOME KAAAAAROKE!?!?!?!”

You affix me with a death glare. “KARAOKE!?” Then you smirk, and decide, “Fine. But you’re going first!”

You see me gulp. Hypothetical fun thoughts are confronted with sudden performance anxiety of the impending reality. But you’re having none of it; you point to me and call loudly to the bartender, “HE’S FIRST!”

Before I can so much as object the crowd roars their approval and shoves me forward. You have just enough time to see one last deer in the headlights look on my face as I’m involuntarily crowd-surfed up onto this ratty little stage. You see me ask for the song list to choose from, and the bartender/MC laughs, holding up his mic again.

“SO WHAT DO WE WANT TO HEAR HIM SING?”

You see me realize that I won’t even get to pick the song. Before either of us can react, the big “Irish” guy we saw earlier bellows in a voice loud enough to stop traffic…

“COME ON EILEEN!!”

The crowd roars its approval and the bartender starts fiddling with his laptop. He hands me the microphone, and you can see me steeling myself to try and do this thing. The song abruptly begins playing halfway through the first verse and I suddenly launch into song, singing loudly and confidently, a confidence that you and I both know is faked but that I’m hoping to get away with.

As I stumble my way through a pretty horrific rendition of the music, it seems that I will in fact pull it off; partially at least because the crowd is basically singing along for every line anyway. As I’m singing, though, your attention is suddenly taken by a redheaded woman who has worked her way through the crowd to tap you on the shoulder. You lean in close to hear her.

“Is he yours?” she asks. She’s beautiful, in kind of a punk-rocker kind of way. Short-cropped red hair, shorts, and a tank-top that says “Skate or DIE” on it. You realize suddenly that you haven’t actually answered and that it might start to get awkward so you reply.

“No. Well. Yes. I mean. Sort of. I mean yes. But we’re not exclusive. You know?”

Before you can fix the answer any more you see her smile, deep and genuine.

“Cool. And actually I TOTALLY get it. Mine’s over there trying to hit on the bartender for free drinks, and we’re not exclusive either.”

Your conversation is interrupted and drowned out by a million drunken people screaming suddenly.

“COME ON EILEEN, OH I SWEAR WHAT HE MEANS, AT THIS MOMENT, YOU MEAN EEEEVERYTHING!!”

You both start to güzelce escort giggle as my voice clearly cracks in a failed attempt to hit or hold that note or even come anywhere near it. You stand together, in a sea of happy faces, watching me humiliate myself on stage and try to stumble through the rest of the song, confidence shot but carrying on bravely nonetheless. Finally, as the torture ends, she suddenly leans into you, and says,

“Avi”.

You look at her for a moment, and then it dawns on you, and you give her your name as well. She smirks at you impishly and says, “Don’t leave without me!”

Before you can consider what she means by that she’s gone, disappeared into the crowd without a trace as the song ends and people start moving to and from the bar to get more drinks. You turn back to the stage and see me stepping down as the bartender retrieves his microphone.

“WELL, NOW *I* WANT TO MEET THIS EILEEN!! GIVE IT UP FOR THIS GUY! I THINK HE’S EARNED A FREE DRINK FOR GOING FIRST! OR SHOULD I SAY… CUMMING FIRST!”

The crowd laughs at the horrible joke and 20 people start jumping up and down and trying to go next. As they do, the second bartender pours me a drink, and you start making your way to me. As you start to get close, working your way through the mass of bodies, you see the guy that Avi had pointed out earlier, more clearly. He’s tall, somewhere slightly north of 6 foot tall, with short blond hair and clean-shaven. While he’s not overly muscular, he’s got an athletic frame that suggests some kind of cardio, perhaps biking or some similar thing. As you take him in, you hear him whining to the bartender.

“Well, how come HE gets a drink!?!?! I’ve been here for you FOREVER, baby!”

The bartender chuckles as he hands me my drink, and replies.

“Well Jimmy, that right there is the only free drink I’m giving out tonight. So unless you’re going to take him home and suck it out of him, you’re not getting one!”

You see me flush red with embarrassment as I struggle not to spit up my drink. Jimmy notices, too, and leans into me and whispers something else that is damaging to my composure, but I keep it together. Then he kisses me. You watch as my eyes go wide with a mix of surprise and lust, and then he steps back, leaving me totally discombobulated. He turns to leave, sees you watching, gives you a saucy little smirk, and then sashays into the crowd and is gone.

You come to the bar and we share a drink together, discussing our adventures. A few more “entertainers” go up on stage and “perform” some songs, with varying degrees of quality. After 4 or 5 sets, the bartender’s laptop suddenly falls to the ground as someone is overly boisterous with a beer, and the music stops. He fiddles with it for a while, and then announces loudly, sans mic:

“The Karoke’s on hold for at least a little while, but we’ll be right back!”

The bar must have a backup sound system of some sort, as dance music starts to play. The crowd thins slightly, as patrons are disappointed by the sudden cessation of the singing, but many remain. As we sit here taking in this latest development, you suddenly hear a voice at your ear.

“Do you dance?”

You turn to see Avi there. As you make it about halfway through a reply, she grabs your arms and hauls you onto the floor. She smells wonderful. A hint of some fruit and the tang of her body. She dances with you. On you. So close that you can feel her against you. You reach out and touch her and she grabs you and pulls you close. Grinding together. Moving together. You can taste her on the air. Then you can feel her tasting you as she nibbles your neck during one particularly close maneuver. She turns and rubs her ass into your legs. You can’t take much more of that. You run your hands over her body. Feeling her soft breasts. Feeling her tight legs and her muscular body.

You hear her giggle and look to see where she’s looking. It seems that Jimmy had similarly hauled me onto the dance floor. However, where you and Avi are grinding together with rhythm and seductive harmony, it’s becoming painfully apparent that neither Jim nor myself seem to know the first thing about dancing. While there is a lot of enthusiastic jumping and arm waving, it in no way resembles dancing, and we’re clearly making a big effort not to care.

Before you can analyze the situation any further, though, the beat changes into a more intense cadence. Avi spins around and grabs you, and you’re suddenly face to face, nose to nose, forehead to forehead, staring into each other’s eyes. You can see it now, that you’re close. The mixture of confidence and uncertainty. The blend of arousal and fear of rejection. You can feel that the moment has come. The moment that will decide the course of action of the remainder of the evening. The music seems to fade, and your peripheral vision drops to zero, as you look into her eyes…

And kiss her lips.

The music seems to rush back. She kisses you back. Passionately. You’re

both büyükçekmece escort barely swaying to the music as you begin one of the most passionate make-out sessions of your girl-on-girl career. You’re dimly aware that you’re still on a dance floor, but nothing seems to matter. You can taste her as you smell her. As you kiss her you can feel her against your body. Pressing into you. Firm and insistent. The song seems to go on forever as you just lose yourself in the sensations. Nibbling on her lip. Feeling her hand on the back of your head. Feeling her other hand planted firmly on your ass. Rubbing her breasts into yours.

Suddenly, however, the song does actually end. With it, the actual music stops completely, and you see that the bartender appears to have repaired his laptop and is getting ready to resume Karaoke. You look around and see that I am standing in Jim’s arms, with a distinctly disheveled look to my appearance. I see you looking and smile sheepishly.

The four of us share a look. Clearly, it’s well past time for Karaoke. Avi bites her lip and asks what we’re all wondering.

“Your place or ours? We’re about 45 minutes away…”

Your place is a mere 20 minutes. But we have two cars and four people. As we get outside, she piles into the car with you, calling dibs on the “Ladies Ride” and I head to the other car with Jim. The entire ride over is filled with sexual tension and need. At every red light she’s kissing you. At every long stretch you can feel her fingers trailing along your arm. It takes every ounce of concentration you have not to pull over or wreck the car. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, you arrive at your place. Somehow, you can see that Jim and I have gotten there first, but are still waiting in the car. You can’t see what we’re discussing due to the fact that the windows are tinted. Avi giggles and motions for you to be quiet. The two of you sneak up to the car, and then Avi loudly knocks. You hear a thud and a hint of some kind of motion, and then Jim and I spill out of the car as he rubs his head, having apparently knocked it on something. Avi giggles and playfully calls him a slut. I stand there bashfully, until you notice my fly is undone. When you point, I zip it suddenly and explain.

“Um… he wanted me to drive.” As if that actually explains anything. You give me an eyebrow and shake your head ruefully, as we all know where this evening is leading. You’re not actually upset, though, and we all practically fly up the stairs to your place. Once we get up there, we all stand awkwardly in your living room for a brief moment. I pour some drinks, just to cut the ice again.

Avi is the first to speak.

“So earlier… when I asked if he was yours and you said yes… Did you mean he’s your partner, or did you mean he’s your property?” You explain that both conditions hold true, but that we’re more casual about it than others we know.

“So when I said Jim’s mine, I meant it both ways as well… but we’re actually fairly serious about it. He’ll do whatever we ask of him.”

“Really?” you reply. “Like what?”

Avi speaks again in a tone you hadn’t heard before. “Jim, suck G’s cock.”

Before either of us can object (not that we were going to) he’s on his knees in front of me. You watch in astonishment as he fishes out my dick and goes to work. In no time flat I’m hard as a rock, leaning back against a wall, receiving oral sex from an eager and athletic man.

You decide to take a hand in this adventure. “That’s nice and all, but you know what G really needs is a good ass-fucking.” I look up at you in shock and you smirk and wink. Jimmy looks at Avi for confirmation.

“You heard the lady!” she snaps, and then smiles at you playfully. “Good call.” It seems Jim has brought all the supplies he might need. You see me watch as he pulls out condoms and lube.

“Hey!” you call out. He stops. “Warm him up first!” He leans in and begins to kiss me. We both gradually disrobe and stand together naked, entwined in each other. As you watch the passion escalate, you feel Avi touching you, and you silently turn towards her and begin to kiss again.

“Do you like to watch him with another man?” she asks. You can only nod, as she is kissing her way around your neck, starting to fiddle with the straps on your bra in an unhurried way as she slowly lifts your shirt over your head.

“I’ve… never actually seen…” you stammer as you see him slowly stroking me and licking and kissing my chest.

She pulls up and says, “Oh, then we should make sure you get a good view…” she pushes you down onto the futon and leans over you, kissing you as you lean back, hooking your leggings and sliding them down, down over your knees, past your ankles, and off your body. You feel the electric current of vulnerability and excitement as she surveys your naked body, and you see your lust mirrored in her eyes. She rips off her own tank top, revealing her full and firm breasts to you. She lowers herself güzelyurt escort down onto you, grinding her leg into your sex, slowly rubbing up and down as she kisses you and you lose yourself in the feeling and the excitement. She kisses your face, your neck, your chest, and then stops and looks up at you. You stare down at her, at this beautiful vision with red hair and see her smirking. She points over at me, and you see that Jim has worked his way behind me, and is kissing the back of my neck as he slowly strokes my cock. You can see that he’s got a condom on, and that it is lubed up pretty well.

“Watch them…” She says. You turn your head sideways, only 3 feet away from me, as Jim lines up behind me. You’re not even certain that I know what is about to happen, as I am clearly lost in the endorphins and sensations. Suddenly you feel your legs spread, and glance down to see a host of red hair lowering itself onto your womanhood. She looks up at you, and cocks her head towards me again.

“Watch…” She whispers. You turn your head back towards me and she begins to lick you. Slowly. Firmly. Then lightly. You’ve received oral sex before… you’ve even had pretty good oral sex before. You realize that whatever you had before had no relation whatsoever to what oral sex was supposed to feel like. Avi is incredible. She knows just how to lick you. Just how to breathe on you. When to kiss and when to flick and when to suck. Her tongue has a mind all of its own. You begin to lose track of exactly what she IS doing, and it all blurs together into an electric current pulsing through you.

Your eyes shoot open from the sensation, just in time to see Jim suddenly grab me by the shoulders, and slowly, but firmly, push himself into me. You see my eyes go wide as saucers, and in that moment, we make eye contact. I see you watching me get fucked. You see me watching you get fucked. In that moment our love deepens and our bond grows and as you feel it you feel yourself cum, harder than you can remember cumming before. As you do you cry out, and the sound makes my eyes roll back in my head as Jim picks up his pace and begins to methodically saw in and out of me.

Normally after an orgasm you need a minute to come down from the sensitivity; not this time. Avi knows exactly what she’s doing and dials her intensity down, keeping it just on the edge of being too much while not being too much. Your body continues to thrive and buck at a lower intensity, and you realize that you’re already working towards a second orgasm, chaining into the first in an unending sequence of sexual satisfaction. You lean into it, bearing down on her face as she begins to tongue-fuck you, driving her muscular tongue into your pussy and flicking at your clit with her nose and lips. At the same time, you see that my cock has begun to simply flow precum at a steady rate. My eyes are no longer focused on anything, and Jim is slamming home into me over and over again with considerable force. Seeing me treated this way and feeling her face fucking you suddenly drives you over the edge again, and this time you can’t contain the noise as you call out your orgasm incomprehensibly. This time she slows down with you and stops, and comes up and lies down behind you. You nestle into her body, your ass against her pussy, and you can feel her excitement dripping out of her. You lean forward, making a small bit of room, and then slide your hand down her body, into her moist cunt. She sighs loudly, and begins to slowly press against you, humping your fingers and your butt as you both continue to watch your own private gay sex show.

You realize with a start that I’ve somehow already cum several times. There’s too much of me on the towel on the floor for it to be precum. You look at my eyes and it’s clear that wherever I am, it’s not really here anymore, but it’s a happy place. You take a moment to look at them, and look at me. To see your boyfriend. Your partner. Your love. Bent over and getting fucked in the ass by a man you both just met. It’s an incredible experience. As you watch, I seem to cum again. But not in any way you’ve really seen before. My body tenses, and then arches… and then relaxes, and there’s another flow of semen out of my still erect member.

Avi is now really getting into her own orgasm. You can feel her breathing getting ragged. You can feel her cunt flowing freely all over you. Her juices mixing with yours. Her scent invading your nose. She begins to hump against you ever more insistently. As she does you see that Jim has now reached his limit as well. He begins to fuck with wonton abandon, and shortly screams his orgasm into my ass. Hearing that, you see me cum one more time, and the sounds of that drive Avi over the edge as well. She begins to flow all over you, harder, and more freely. You roll over and slide down, kissing her, licking her sex, tasting her orgasm, as she rides your face through the back half of the orgasm and you clean her up. Her cunt tastes delicious and sweet and tangy and incredible. She pulls you up and kisses you, and you can taste yourself and herself and both of you together as you hold each other and enjoy a nice, languid make-out session devoid of the intensity of the earlier need, but filled with the intimacy of a shared wondrous experience. After a little while, you hear Jim cough politely. As you both disentangle yourselves to look, you see that he’s largely dressed.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was getting almost time for our fantasies to begin. Jessica, had come to meet me and after we had made love a few times already, it was time to get ready to go out on our quest for excitement.

The first thing we had planned was a lovely dinner, then after that, we would just see what would progress from there. She didn’t know it but I had rented a limo because I knew she had a fantasy that included that.

Jessica is about 5-5, 130 pounds and looked good when she was dressed in her short skirt and thigh high stockings. Tonight, she had picked a lacy set of red panties and matching bra to wear under her black skirt and silk blouse. Knowing how I love silk blouses without a bra, I convinced her to just wear her panties and a garter belt. With heels on, Jessica was stunning.

It was 7 PM and time for the limo to get here so we walked, arm in arm to the elevator then rode it down to the lobby. She didn’t know about the limo so she was all excited and gave me a big hug and kiss when she saw it.

The driver was a nice looking young man and that didn’t go without notice from Jessica. He opened the back door and as Jessica got in, she wasn’t too careful and showed a lot of thigh. The driver didn’t mind looking either.

I had reservations at one of the best Italian Restaurants around. The atmosphere was fantastic. Candle light at each individual table but not too dark to where people couldn’t see each other.

Our waitress was very nice looking in her own right. She had shoulder length red hair and had piercing green eyes and a beautiful smile. Her apparel wasn’t that great but then it was the uniform of the waitstaff.

Even that, you could see that she had a nice body.

We ordered some of their best wine and it set the stage for our romantic evening. I could tell that Jessica was enjoying the wine and it was showing some effects on her. She moved closer to me and I could feel her body pressing against me.

After a while, she excused herself and went to the powder room. When she returned, all eyes were watching her as her breasts moved under the silky material and she seemed to show a glow on her face. Little did I know that her purpose of going to the powder room was to remove her panties.

I stood up and let her slide into the seat next to me and as she did, her skirt started riding up her thighs, exposing her garter belt. I looked down at her and smiled at her then moved in beside her.

Jessica didn’t do anything to cover what she had exposed. I poured her some more wine and as we drank it, the mood seemed to change because I know she was thinking about one of her fantasies. She reached over and got my hand and placed it at the top of her stockings. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Hmmmm, you look like you have something very naughty in mind, don’t you baby.”

With that, she opened her legs and pulled my hand up higher until my fingers were brushing silky smooth lips of your pussy. She knows how I love it when she shaves her pussy so I wasn’t disappointed to say the least.

As I slide my finger through the lips of her pussy, the waitress appeared out of nowhere and asked if we were ready to order our meal.

I didn’t move my hand away and the waitress happened to glance down and saw where my hand was. A blush came over her face as did Jessica’s. I casually ordered our meals and the waitress brought the order to the back.

My finger found Jessica’s opening and I started letting it slide through the length of her cunt valley, feeling the wetness that had formed. Her silky walls clutching my finger as her legs moved slightly wider.

It was amazing but you normally don’t see the waitress too much under normal circumstances but this time was different. She came over for every little thing and it was obvious that watching me working on Jessica’s pussy was getting to her.

I glanced around the room and there was only one man that had noticed that something a little different was going on under our table. My fingers start rubbing up and down on Jessica’s clit and her eyes closed and leaned over on my shoulder.

“You are being very naughty sweetheart,” I told her. All I heard was a slight moan but could feel the urgency building between her legs as her juices started flowing freely over my fingers.

I glanced over at our waitress that was standing with some other co-workers but her eyes were focused on Jessica’s face as it was obvious that she was soon going to explode against my prying fingers.

Jessica’s hips were now thrashing under the table as her climax was getting nearer. A couple of more people noticed something going on under our table and they began watching more intently. One guy in particular was obviously rubbing his bulge in his pants as soft moans started emitting from Jessica’s mouth.

Just as the waitress brought over our meals, Jessica started biting her lip as her body started trembling. The waitress fumbled through her words in asking if we needed anything else. Her eyes never met incirli escort mine as she was focused on my fingers fucking Jessica. Finally, Jessica’s dam burst. She started jerking and whimpering as her climax took over her body. The waitress’s face became flush as she stood motionless.

When Jessica finished jerking I removed my fingers from her cunt and motioned to the waitress that she come closer. When she lowered her head next to mine, I moved my fingers to her mouth which opened instinctively and I pushed my cum covered fingers into her mouth which she hungrily sucked on them. The people that had been watching almost fell out of their chair when the waitress sucked and licked my fingers clean.

Realizing what she was now doing, the waitress left the table and was obviously shaken.

Jessica ate our meal and when we finished I called for the check. The waitress, which was named Susan, brought it and asked if there was anything else she could get us. I told her no, I think that was it.

When Susan handed the check, she handed it face down and I noticed there was a message written on the back and it simply said, “I will be off at 10:00 PM.” Jessica looked up at her after reading the note and Susan winked at her. A big smile came across Jessica’s face. We left at that point.

I noticed that Jessica had a little more bounce in her step as she glided towards the limo. The driver, named Tom, opened the door and she slide inside. Her dress hiked up even higher than before and he noticed that she wasn’t wearing any panties now. I looked at Tom and smiled, then crawled in beside Jessica.

Jessica was still rather hot from her ordeal in the restaurant. She was all over me, kissing, rubbing her hand up the inside of my leg, feeling the obvious bulge in my pants.

Tom asked us where we wanted to go and I told him after looking at my watch, “Just drive around for about an hour and then come back to the restaurant because someone will be joining us.” Jessica looked at me and realized that Susan would be going out with us and smiled.

Jessica’ positioned herself beside me and moved her legs until they were opened wide. She started sliding her hand up and down her inner thigh and coming awfully close to her puffy lips. She reached with her other hand and caught my zipper and started pushing it down and snaked her hand inside of my pants and pulled my cock free. With her hand firmly on me, she glanced up front and found that Tom was watching intently. She blushes momentarily then moves her fingers to her clit and started stroking not only me but her as well.

Tom had moved his rear view mirror where it was focused between Jessica’s legs. I lean over and whisper in her ear, “I think Tom is enjoying the view. I also think that you are enjoying your performance as well.” A big grin comes on her face.

I moved my idle hand up to her breasts and slowly unbuttoned each button.

As her shirt gaped open, I slide my hand inside and found some very hard nipples. I pinched and rolled them around between my thumb and forefinger.

Her fingers found her core and she started fucking herself with them while Tom watched. Finally, I told Tom to either pull over or start watching the road. He opted to pull over into a parking lot and stopped.

Jessica pulled her fingers out of her throbbing cunt and pulled my pants completely off and leaned over and took the head of my cock into her mouth.

Her tongue licked the knob and then up and down my shaft until I was hard as a rock. She pulled her head up from my cock and then raised her head and looked at Tom. She sees he is still watching and this visibly excited her.

She then crawled over my legs and straddled me. She had her back to me so Tom could see how hot she was while fucking me. She raised up and held my cock as she started lowering herself onto it. She slides my cock head through her cunt valley and then started moving down on me, steering my cock into her steamy hole.

Once Jessica had me where she wanted me, her attention turned to Tom. As she started moving up and down on my cock, she took her blouse off and started clutching her breasts as if offering her breasts for Tom to play with. He wasn’t sure what to do until I told him to touch her. He moved his hands to her breasts and started playing with her nipples while she concentrated on fucking me. Her hips bounced up and down, plunging her soaking cunt down to the base of my cock.

Her fingers moved to her clit and started mauling it while I slid easily into her steamy cunt. Lust showed on Jessica’s face as she fucked me. I leaned to her ear and whispered, “You are enjoying this aren’t you baby?”

As her breathing increases, she says, “Fuck yes I’m enjoying it.”

Tom had obviously taken his cock out and was stroking it. Jessica’ noticed that she picked up the pace of fucking me. Before I realized it Jessica’ leaned forward and reached her hand over the seat and found his fleshy pole.

As she stroked him, çengelköy escort she fucked harder on my cock until she couldn’t hold it any longer. Her body started trembling and her cunt opened up and flooded the base of my cock. She had never fucked anyone and stroked another cock before and it excited her very much. Her orgasm caused her cunt to tighten around me and I lost control and began cumming deep in her hot throbbing cunt. Finally she stopped cumming but didn’t stop stroking Tom’s cock until he came. She felt him lose control and held on until he had finished cumming. With her hand coated with Tom’s creamy juices, she brought her hand to her mouth and licked his cum from them. Tom had made a mess in the front seat but that didn’t bother anyone. I was surprised when she licked the cum from her fingers but what I had just witnessed was priceless.

Finally, Tom started moving again and I looked at my watch. We needed to be at the restaurant in about 10 minutes. I told Tom where to go and he took us back to there. I instructed that he needed to go to the front door and wait until Susan came out. Since he didn’t know what she looked like…he had to ask someone to go get her. She came out of the door and looked surprised when he told her to come with us. Hesitant at first, she reluctantly walked to the limo and when she looked inside she saw Jessica and myself and her face broke out into a smile and climbed in.

Susan says, “I didn’t think that I would see you guys again, but I was hoping.” Well Susan I say, “After I saw your reaction at the restaurant, I knew that you’d like to join us in a little fun.” She agreed.

When Tom got to the hotel I told him to find a place to park the car and to come up to room 802. He said ok and did just that. When he knocked on the door, he was greeted by Jessica.

Jessica was kind of confused as to what these two people were doing here so she asked me and my response was for her to just be patient and she’ll see.

We had a few drinks from the wet bar in the hotel room and then after things started loosening up, I stood up and motioned for Jessica to come to me. She smiled and moved over to me and fell moved into my arms. I kissed her and moved my hands around her and moved to her ass. I pulled her against the bulge in my pants and she started grinding her pussy against me. I happen to glance over at Susan and with my fingers, I inched her skirt up until her ass was in full view. Susan smiled as she saw how hot Jessica’ was getting. I motioned to Susan with my head for her to come over to where we were. When she got close, I moved back and told Jessica’ that Susan was going to undress her. Jessica’ blushed, but excitement raced throughout her body.

Susan moved right in front of Jessica’ and her tiny fingers started unbuttoning the blouse. Once undone, she eased it off of Jessica’s shoulder and it fell to the floor.

I glanced over at Tom and his hand was busy rubbing his cock. Mine was even getting hard in anticipation of what was going to happen later.

Susan let her hand trail from Jessica’s shoulder down over her ample breasts and let the back of her hand move over the erect nipples. Susan licked her lips and almost looked like she was going to kiss them, but she moved her hands over Jessica’s stomach and to the hook on the side of the skirt. Unhooking the skirt, and pulling down the zipper, Susan starts easing the skirt down Jessica’s long legs.

Jessica, was biting her lower lip while the woman painstakingly slow in her mind, eased the skirt to the floor.

Susan’s fingers were trembling now as the woman she was undressing was almost naked. I move back over to them and tell Susan that’s enough because I want the garter belt and stockings left alone.

Jessica’s hand moved up to her breasts and started pinching and pulling on her nipples until they were extended a lot longer than normal. As she played with her nipples, her eyes became focused on Tom and the large lump in his pants. She had already stroked his cock, but now wished that she could feel it where she needed it most. She showed excitement on her face thinking that she will get her wish.

I move behind her and reached in the nightstand and pulled out a scarf. I placed it over her eyes and once I was convinced that she couldn’t see, I led her over to the bed.

“What are you doing baby,” she asks. “We are going to play a little game and you are going to be the center of attention,” I tell her. “Now lay down and stretch your hands up above your head,” I tell her and she complied. I reached in the night stand and took out a pair of cuffs and clasped her hands to the bed post. “What are you doing baby,” she asks. “Just be patient,” I tell her.

Jessica wasn’t sure what was happening but there was a sense of excitement knowing that something was going to happen that has never happened before.

I didn’t say anything but motioned for Tom and Susan to remove their clothes and they quickly did so. I removed mine and escort bayan beyoğlu crawled up on the bed.

I let my hand touch Jessica in roam over her body as I put my face up next to hers. I let my finger slide down her stomach and find her waiting folds. The anticipation had already showed some affect on Jessica because I instantly felt moisture accumulating. Jessica loves it when I let my finger slide just inside her folds, and glide across her puddling juices. I move closer to her ear and whispered, “Just relax baby and your wildest dreams will be met. You will feel three sets of hands caressing your body and before the night is over, you will be used by everyone here. I feel you want this as bad as we all do but if you want to stop now, we’ll get dressed and send them on their way.” After a brief moment to think about it, she bit her bottom lip and then said with a trembling tone of voice, “Noooooo, I want everything,” she says.

When I heard her desires, I slid my finger into her pussy and she instantly gasped and shoved her hips against my prying hand. I told the other two to join me and in an instant, Jessica was brought to a fever pitch when the other hands started caressing her breasts and rubbing her inner thighs.

Susan leaned over and her lips covered Jessica’s in a heated kiss. Their tongues explored every minute detail of their mouths.

Tom used his thick fingers to pinch and pull on Jessica’s nipples.

Jessica’s breathing became labored as her hips started fucking my fingers.

“Take these cuffs of, please,” she begged but it was on deafened ears.

Her pussy was flooding now and coating my fingers. I pulled them out of her pussy and moved my hand up to her mouth and I began wiping her creamy juices over her lips and on her cheeks and chin. Jessica’s tongue started stabbing at my fingers but I wouldn’t let her reach her objective. When I moved my hand away, Susan began licking Jessica’s face and lips, tasting the sweet nectar of a highly excited woman.

I eased off of the bed and went around to the night stand and got her favorite dildo and then I moved back on the bed and moved next to her body.

Tom, in the mean time had begun sucking on her tits. He took her hardening nipples between his teeth and while gently biting the hard nobs, his tongue circled them. He then moved lower, down her stomach and stopping at her navel in which he started twirling his tongue in it.

Jessica’s hips started pushing up, enticing Tom to go lower. Little moans started emitting from her mouth. She was visibly trembling now as her first orgasm builds up within her body.

Tom finally went lower and drug his tongue through her cunt folds, tasting and feeling the creamy juices that have built up inside of Jessica’. She gasped and pulled against the cuffs to raise her hips harder against his prying tongue.

Susan finished licking the juices from Jessica’s face and then moved up and placed her legs on either side of Jessica’s face.

Jessica’ felt the legs against her face and smelled the womanly fragrance only inches away. Her head raised and she stabbed in the air, trying to find the one thing that she openly confessed to me her curiosity about.She had never tasted a woman, but one of her fantasies was to do just that.

Finally Susan lowered her pussy until her folds brushed against Jessica’s searching tongue. Lower yet, Susan pushed her cunt down and sucked Jessica’s tongue inside of her. She started grinding her pussy against Jessica’s mouth while Tom’s tongue licked her wet silky walls.

This was too much for Jessica to handle and quickly lost control of her body. Her pussy exploded, coating Tom’s tongue and prying fingers. Her hips jerked and her body started trembling as she began cumming.

I was getting worked up watching my baby’s body lose control. I stood on the bed and moved over to Susan and turned her face towards me and her mouth was just inches away from my hard cock. She leaned over and her tongue found my swollen cock and she started licking the pre-cum that had formed in my tiny slit. She opened her mouth and inhaled my throbbing cock while her clit was grinding against Jessica’s tongue

Tom raised Jessica’s hips and pushed her legs back and open more. His slick finger started rubbing from her cunt down through the sensitive area between her pussy and her ass. He worked his way to Jessica’s tiny little star and he began pushing his thick finger inside of her. Hear moans started to change to groans as a little pain formed in the opening of her ass.

Each time Jessica’ groaned, it caused a vibration against Susan’s throbbing clit. Susan’s hips worked faster as she continued sucking my cock. Her hand moved under me and found my balls and she started massaging them.

With my balls filling with cum, I ran my hand behind Susan’s head and held it still while my hips started thrusting my cock in and out of her talented mouth.

Jessica’s hips started coming to life as her ass muscles loosen and Tom’s finger started fucking her. Tom leaned down and found her protruding clit and his lips encircled it and he started sucking hard while his finger moved all the way in her ass. She groaned as another wave of cum flowed through her body. Susan, being fucked in the mouth by me and Jessica’s vibrating groans cause her to lose control and she began flooding onto Jessica’s tongue and face.

Jamie’s Pool Party Ch.02
Afternoon delight
Written by Lillian de Jong

All characters are eighteen or older

Sitting in the window of her dormroom on Campus Jamie saw the June sunlight dancing dreamily on the beautifully manicured lawn as the soft breeze played with the grassblades. She had just come back from her Political Sciences class and was now painting her toenails. Sonja, her best friend and roommate, wasn’t back yet seeing as she had to train for the swimteam. Jamie had been fantasizing about Sonja from the moment they’d met. Sonja was a tall, green eyed goddess with shoulder length red hair and milky white skin. But her lips were, in Jamie’s opinion, the most beautiful feature on display for everyone to see. They were simply put a divine creation. In Jamie’s humble opinion ofcourse. The thought of them made Jamie’s entire body tingle with anticipation and desire. A strange combination of both really, she corrected herself.
She dreamed regularly about Sonja. About kissing her, sucking her pussy and basically all forms of sex she could imagine. She wanted her. And before the year was over, which was about twelve weeks from now, she would have her.
She had planned to seduce her earlier in the year but then Sonja had gotten involved with a guy, Daniel, a gorgeous one and Jamie herself had had several guys over the year but none really worked out. Not that she was really trying very hard to keep them seeing as they’d all turned out to be pretty inexperienced or just plain crap in bed.
She longed for a person who would be able to quench the desire she’d felt towards her brother for the last six years. She had felt ashamed of those feelings for as long as she could remember having them. Her big brother was twenty five and simply gorgeous. Blond hair, brown eyes that could see into your soul, beautiful and tanned skin and a body to die for. Muscular yet not too much so, long powerful legs and washboard abs. Jamie felt a shiver run through her body that reached from the back of her neck to her pussy, making it instantly wet again. This happened every time she thought of her brother. Seeing him over Easter had been almost too much for her to bare.
As she sat infront of the window she felt her pussy start to ache to be touched. Putting the nail polish down, she reached for her groin. Her panties were already soaked through.
“Oh dammit,” she whispered, angry at herself once again.
She started to stroke her pussy through the fabric and felt her body respond. The wonderous touch sent waves of pleasure through her lithe body. With her other hand she squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. Her breathing started to become erratic again. The strange lightness started to fill her head again and she knew she would cum soon.
Just as she reached into her panties, the dormroom opened and Sonja walked in. She checked at the treshhold, looking shocked at the scene she’d walked into.
“Oh sorry, I can come back later,” she said in an embarressed tone of voice.
“No!” Jamie said abrubtly, not taking her hand off her pussy.
Sonja looked uncertain for a moment and then a questioning look and a slightly quirky smile appeared on her face.
“Have you been thinking about your brother again?” she said, as she walked further into the room after closing the door behind her.
Now it was Jamie’s turn to look shocked.
“How did you…?” she started and then she remembered that she’d left her diary open on the bed a several times over the last year, “Yes I have”. The feeling of shame was back yet the feeling of her hand on her clit was overpowering that shame.
Sonja smiled knowingly.
“Have you ever done anything about that feeling yet?” Sonja asked as she sat down next to Jamie, placing a hand on her outstretched leg. Jamie felt a rush at the touch and she knew she could cum within a few seconds. Her face felt hot and her body gave another pleasurable squirm.
“No I haven’t,” she said softly, enjoying the touch of her gorgeous roommate.
“You could you know,” Sonja said smiling, “I have”.
Jamie looked even more shocked at that, she also felt a twinge of jealousy.
“You’ve fucked Miro?” she blurted.
Sonja shook her head and closed the window.
“No, I’ve fucked Nathan,” she said simply, without a hint of a blush.
“You fucked your brother?” Jamie said now keeping her voice down too.
“Yes and it’s wonderful. Nathan took my virginity when I was fifteen. I had to work hard for it too. He was very reluctant to start. It took me weeks to seduce him. But it was more than worth it. You’ve seen him. Gorgeous long black hair, blue eyes wonderful body. He knows how to pleasure a girl, I’ll tell you that. And his long thick cock is so wonderful and his cum tastes like bananas with salt,” Sonja smiled, her eyes glittering as she thought back to that wonderful body of his.
Jamie felt the orgasm build in her body and with the force of an explosion it came. Her body shook and her pussy convulsed and she forgot for eyüpsultan escort a moment where she was and who she was with. Sweat dripped down her back and she felt wonderful.
“Good?” Sonja’s voice asked bringing Jamie back to her dormroom.
A satisfied smile appeared on her face as she nodded, “Very”.
“Could you teach me how to seduce my brother?” Jamie asked as she took her cum soaked hand out of her panties.
“I can and will help you but first Mmmh give me some,” Sonja said and took Jamie by the wrist. Slowly, almost lovingly Sonja sucked Jamie’s fingers into her wonderful mouth. Jamie felt another shiver run through her body as one of her fantasies became a reality without any work whatsoever.
“Did you read my entire diary?” she breathed, as Sonja licked the last of her cum off her fingers.
For an answer, Sonja cupped her face and kissed her tenderly on the lips. Jamie released her pussy and slid her hands around Sonja’s head and back. Opening her mouth she found Sonja’s tongue already waiting to enter her own. It was the most sensual thing Jamie had ever done to date. It was soft and tender and not at all like kissing a guy. This was so much better.

***

Kissing Jamie infront of the window for the entire campus to see was something Sonja had been planning ever since she’d found the diary open on the bed. In the diary the most wonderful fantasies were described in such intricate detail that it had made Sonja so incredibly horny that she’d called her brother to see if he would come over and fuck her. Unfortunately Nathan had been indisposed due to the fact that he had his thesis to finish. He’d apologised and promised he would make it up to her over the holidays but his studying came first. Besides he now had a girlfriend, Julie. The bitch. Sonja had been so angry with the both of them that she’d smashed her cell phone.
She had then gone out and hooked up with the first goodlooking guy she could find. Daniel was her first choice and fortunately he’d just broken up with his girlfriend that very same afternoon. He turned out to be rather good in bed and they’d been screwing ever since. Until yesterday afternoon when Kylie, Daniel’s girlfriend, had called him to say that she wanted him back. He’d explained and apologised but Sonja had understood. She didn’t love him afterall and he wasn’t that good in bed.
The swimteam had been an excuse for a while now. She had no desire anymore to swim on the team. It always made her too horny to be in the showers with the girls after practice that she’d decided to quit since none of the other girls was single or bi curious. She’d checked. Jamie was her best friend and Sonja knew how she felt about her but timing was everything ofcourse. If she rushed it it could turn out to be a fling. Sonja wasn’t interested in a fling with Jamie, she wanted a lover and a friend for the next three years.
“I want you,” Jamie breathed between kisses.
Sonja broke the kiss first and let her fingers flow through Jamie’s hair along the contours of her face. Jamie’s sparkling green eyes looked back at her with a gaze that said nothing so much as, why did you stop kissing me. Tracing a finger down her ear onto her jaw and ending with her chin, Sonja continued to watch those sparkling green eyes with wonderment. The skin she felt beneath her fingers was smooth, soft, warm and smelled of roses and shampoo.
“I want you too,” she whispered as she cupped Jamie’s chin in her hand and kissed her again, more tenderly this time. Closing her eyes she felt the world vanish and only the soft lips on hers remained.

***

So it continued for several weeks. Jamie and Sonja began to explore eachother and their own expanding sexuality. They moved their beds together and slept either intertwined and slept not so much at all from that moment on. It soon became common knowledge that they were more than just roommates and while they were teased for the first two weeks. After they admitted it it however it seemed to become somewhat less fun for the people and they quickly moved on to someone else. Sonja quit the swimteam after that first horrid week of teasing and insults and spent a lot of time thereafter with Jamie and her friends, all of whom were delighted that Jamie had finally given in to her desires. From that moment on they kissed every time they came into contact or entered the room. Most nights they would go out with Jamie’s and now their friends to clubs and bars. Some nights however they would just sit in the window kissing like that first time. Every once in a while someone would look up from the campus grounds below and see the two girls sitting there. Whenever this happened they would giggle, sigh, smile and move on again about their business. All except one. Daniel Thomason. As he gazed up at the window he felt a stab of jealousy and then felt like an extreme idiot for having broken cihangir escort off his relationship with Sonja and returned to Kylie. Fortunately for him Kylie was standing next to him and saw what was going on in his mind and they returned to their own dorm where Kylie called up her friend for whom she’d dumped Daniel in the first place and now found that the two were not mutually exclusive. Kylie had indeed found a girlfriend called Jane who was always ranting about how she could’ve fucked the football team and would be all too happy to join them.
This last bit all happened unbeknownst to either Jamie or Sonja. The first thing they noticed that particular evening was the telephone ringing. Not that they answered it straight away, they were far too busy kissing and groaping at eachothers bodies. After thirty seconds however the phone became more an annoying distraction and they decided to answer it.
“Yeah what!” Jamie said somewhat more aggressively than she’d intended.
“I didn’t teach you to do that when answering the phone now did I?!” a familiar voice on the other side said snappishly and highly disapproving.
“Oooh sorry dad I was just busy with something and I didn’t feel like answering,” Jamie said reighning in her impatience at once.
“Mmmh schoolwork I should hope. But never mind that now, I have called to inform you that your mother and I will be away when you get home from school over the summer next week,” said George White with a slight touch of sorrow in his voice.
“Awh dad! I thought you and mum would be there to pick me up. Where are you going?” Jamie asked sounding more put off than anything. She’d been quite excited to be seeing her parents again for the first time since Easter.
“Well to be perfectly honest we’ll be going on a two week trip round Europe and then we’ll be rounding the whole thing off with a week in Hawaii. I’ve always loved Europe and well you know your mother has always been a sucker for Hawaii. We leave tomorrow so we’ll be home about a week, or perhaps two if we are really having fun, after you get home,” George White said rather jovially now that he’d gotten the idea of Europe into his head.
“Daddy? Can I have a party when you’re gone?” Jamie asked eagerly as Sonja started to rub her left thigh teasingly.
“Yes ofcourse you can but no boys, alright young lady?” George said.
“I’m okay with that,” Jamie sighed as Sonja reached her groin and started stroaking her pussy through her panties.
“Oh and Miro will be there to keep an eye on things. You two behave okay? Now princess I have to go and get the tickets and your mother will call you tomorrow. Bye princess and I hope you did well on your exams, let us know the results as soon as you have them. I’ll be reachable on my cell,” George said, made a smacking kiss sound and hung up the phone just as Jamie felt Sonja’s hand reach up to take off her panties.
The moment she put down the phone she looked at Sonja in between her legs.
“My mom and dad will be gone the first two weeks of summer. Miro will be there though. Your parents aren’t going to be home either now are they?” Jamie asked eagerly as she slipped out of her panties.
“Nope they’ll be in Hawaii or something like that,” Sonja said brushing her fingers along Jamie’s wet pussy.
“You can come stay with me and together we’ll seduce my brother,” Jamie smiled evilly.
“Okay now lie back or I’ll bite you!” Sonja smiled and buried her head in between Jamie’s legs. Her tongue had just touched Jamie’s pussy when she had a rather pleasant thought.
“We could seduce your brother much easier if we made this a pool party for girls we already know swing both ways and live nearby. I know Lillian and Claudia would come not to mention Latisha and Jane. We’ll have to think about them some more. But I want to fuck Miro first. I’ve had a thing for him for ages you know that,” Sonja said grinning at the look of lust on Jamie’s face.
“You can have Miro before me when hell freezes over but then again I always thought that the moment I did eventually fuck Miro hell would freeze over anyway,” Jamie said, sliding her wet pussy towards Sonja’s mouth a little more so that Sonja’s lips were touching it again.
“I want to try something on you later. I bought it yesterday when I was in town in that new shop over on Westwood,” Jamie sighed as Sonja started licking and fingering her pussy with those wonderfully soft fingers and that awesome tongue.
Sonja didn’t respond, she’d already found out what Jamie had bought, having found it in the bathroom when Jamie was busy making lunch. A large strap-on dildo. Sonja had looked at it with amazement and then became intrigued with the size of the thing again. It looked so lifelike yet it was preposterously large, of that much she was sure. It was at least a foot long and about three and a half inches in diameter. It also came with an extra hole for a thinner, more flexible anal dildo, which was something feriköy escort she hadn’t tried before. Sure a finger or two but she’d never actually been fucked anally. She felt she was quite intrigued by the idea.
“You want to do me first or you want me to do you first,” Sonja said.
Jamie opened her eyes and smiled.
“You I want to fuck first,” she groaned as Sonja licked her clit and sucked on it a little. She’d been carefully avoiding doing so for the last fifteen minutes but now it seemed like Jamie was more than ready to cum. Her little body started bucking into her mouth and her fingers were trying desparately to push her head deeper into her pussy.
Sonja could definitely feel and taste Jamie’s juices begin to flow as Jamie started moaning and making inconprehensible words and deep guttural groans of what she’d at first thought was pain. It certainly looked as though Jamie was in pain from the look on her face but then with an almighty shudder and much bucking of her hips Jamie came with a loud screech and a positive flood of pussy juice that instantly soaked the bed sheets through.
After Jamie’s panting subsided Sonja gave her clit a little kiss and got up off the bed. She walked to the bathroom and got the bag that held the strapon out and carried it back into the room.
“What’s that?” Jamie asked, a playful smile still on her face.
Sonja grinned and didn’t respond.
“Now you want me to strap you in or do you want to do it yourself?” Sonja said, placing the bag on the bed next to Jamie.
Jamie’s playful smile however had turned into curiousity. She looked in the bag and her eyes went wide.
“Where did you get that?” she asked in an amazed voice, her eyes the size of dinner plates.
“Ha ha!” Sonja said sarcastically.
“What is that?” Jamie said, now positively anxious.
This didn’t add up for Sonja.
“What do you mean, where did I get that? You bought it on Westwood, you just told me so!” she said slightly concerned for Jamie’s wellbeing.
“I didn’t buy that! I bought this!” Jamie said, and she leapt off the bed, stumbled since her legs were still a bit wobbly, and seized a small bag. She reached inside and pulled out a small silver coloured JVC handheld digital videocamera.
Sonja just stared at her.
“I thought it would be kinda exciting to tape ourselves, we talked about it a couple of weeks ago remember?” Jamie said uncertainly as she set the camera on the desk and pressed record.
Sonja remembered but couldn’t speak.
“Then who’s is this?” she said, really starting to panic now.
Jamie shrugged, thought for a moment as to who’d been in their dormroom over the last week and shrugged again.
“Dunno”.
At that precise moment the telephone rang again.
“Jamie!” she said as she answered the phone.
“Could I speak to Sonja please,” a familiar voice said.
Jamie held out the phone to Sonja and pulled herself onto the bed again, starting to examine both the dildo’s and the bag to see if there was a receipt or a note or anything that could tell her who it belonged to.
“This is Sonja,” she said, gazing at Jamie’s look of pleasure as she examined every inch of the dildo’s.
“I was on campus a few days ago but you weren’t there so I was going to leave you a note. When I was in your dormroom I found something naughty and so very interesting that it gave me a boner the likes of which only you can give me. A diary. Now listen little sister, I wanted to apologize for blowing you off a few weeks back so I bought you a present in that new sex shop on Westwood. I left it in the bathroom cabinet,” Nathan said, sounding hushed and entirely sneaky.
“I know I found it I thought Jamie bought it,” Sonja said, feeling sorry that she’d said so and at the same time slightly miffed that she’d missed her brother when he was here.
“Well well well so it wasn’t just a fantasy you’d had. The two of you have been giving the term dormmates new meaning. I’m happy for you sista. I just hope you won’t forget about me. Well I’ve got to go and pick up Jules in a bit so I hope you two enjoy it and we’ll have to discuss a threesome some time over the holidays,” Nathan said chuckling.
“Yes we have, No I won’t, Yes we will and yes we will big brother. See you next weekend,” Sonja said and with a final kissing sound Nate hing up the phone.
“Nate bought us this, he found your diary when he was here last week,” Sonja said hanging up the phone and turning to Jamie.
“I’ve really got to start hiding that thing now don’t I,” Jamie said, already having strapped herself into the belted harnass and the foot long dildo bouncing merrily infront of her vulva.
Sonja stood there mezmerized.
“Not on my account. Your leaving your diary out brought us together, showed me who my friends really were and brought us this wonderful piece of equipment,” she said smiling nervously as she touched the surprisingly warm faux fallus.
“You want to lick it and wetten it first or should I just use this?” Jamie said, holding up a bottle marked, AquaLube, for all your anal pleasures.
“No I’ll do it. Get on the bed and lie on your back,” she instructed Jamie. Jamie did so eagerly.
Sonja then crawled in between Jamie’s legs and started to lick and moisten the enormous dildo with her saliva. While she did this she continued to toy with Jamie’s pussy through the straps.

The days continued to pass somewhat uneventfully again. The chores were done each day, meals were shared, and life went on. Charity loved her life among the People, living in complete harmony with nature. She had managed to apologize to Raven a few days after the incident with the bear, but he had convinced her that none was necessary. She also apologized to Storm for her behavior, and the young woman assured her that it was not needed. “After all, you only reacted the way any woman would when being aroused by one such as Raven,” had been her reply, with a sly smile. Inside, of course, she had burned with her secret loathing of the other girl, but Charity had no idea of this. A few weeks had passed since the events had happened, and now, visitors came to the camp.

Storm’s cousin, Spotted Lynx and his mate, Rushing Water, had come to visit along with a few other members of their own tribe. The visitors were introduced to any that they did not know, including Charity. Raven and Hawk did not like the way the couple eyed the girl, with a barely disguised hunger in their mutual gaze. They vowed to keep a close eye on the young woman, to make certain she remained untouched during the visit. For her part, Charity was unaware of any danger lurking, and greeted all the newcomers with open arms. She was always happy to have new friends. Storm seemed particularly glad to see her cousins, and walked away with them, arm and arm, smiling.

When they were alone, Storm sat with them, and filled them in on the situation with the other young woman. She told them of what had happened to cause Charity to be among the People, and of Raven’s obvious desire for the girl. “He will be mine, and no one shall stand in my way,” she vowed fiercely. “If Charity were not here, I believe that I could easily convince him to become my mate. As long as she is here, I do not think I can.”

“She is a delicious looking treat. Don’t you think so, my Love?” Water purred at her husband. “I should love to taste her sweetness…”

He agreed. “Yes, and to be her first…that is always a bonus. I would be most happy to plunge into her tight cavern and show her what being a woman is all about.”

“That is not enough,” Storm said. “She must be taken from here, but I cannot do it alone. I know that the other tribe will still be looking for her, and Stalking Panther will not rest until he has her again, even if he were never to find her. He is ruthless, from what I have heard.”

Lynx smiled craftily. “So shall we kidnap the lovely little one and take her to him, then?”

“Yes, but she must remain a virgin until he has her. If you deliver her to him, untouched, I’m certain he will give you a taste afterwards. She would still be nice and tight then. çatalca escort Of course, you may play with her along the way if you like, just don’t deflower her.”

“When do wish us to do this?”

“After you all leave from your visit, I would like for you two to stay behind, hidden. In a few days, I will drug her for you, and you can take her away in the night. By the time she is discovered missing, it will be too late, hopefully.”

“That can be arranged,” Lynx said, “In the meantime, we’d like someone to play with while we are here. Can you arrange that?”

Storm smiled. “Oh, yes, I can. Dappled Fawn has just passed her eighteenth summer, and she is a lovely little thing. She is very cooperative, and will not protest anything you may choose to do with her.”

“Excellent. Let us meet her tonight then, after the evening meal.”

In the meantime, Raven and Hawk hunted for Charity and found her, washing some clothes at the stream. For a few moments, they stopped to admire her slender form, then Raven stepped forward. “Charity, we wish to speak with you.”

She looked up, smiling warmly at the two young men. “Of course. What is it?”

“You must be wary of the visitors from the other tribe. I know you trust everyone, but not all people have your best interests at heart. Sometimes they may wish evil upon you.”

She looked surprised. “Who would wish to harm me?”

“Perhaps no one, but always be wary when people you do not know well are about, until you know them further. Will you promise to do this?”

“Yes, if you ask it, I certainly shall, but I think there is no need for worry, Raven. You are very sweet to care, however…both of you.”

“It is because we care for you, Charity,” Hawk interjected. “We would never wish harm to come to you in any way.”

Standing up, she reached out a hand to each of them, which they took. “I know that, my dear friends. You are both so kind and good to me, it’s more than I deserve, truly.” She pulled them to her, giving each a hug and a soft kiss on the lips. As they all stood there, still connected by the clasp of their hands, the air seemed to crackle with tension. Charity’s lips parted slightly, and she felt a yearning for something she could almost, but not quite, grasp. Her body suddenly felt extremely aware of everything, and she felt her nipples harden unexpectedly. The two young men were both sporting erections at the moment, and their bodies felt tugged towards hers, as if she were a target and they the arrows to pierce her. They began pulling her slowly to them, and she offered no resistance, then a voice broke the spell.

“Here you are. Dove is looking all over for you,” Sparrow silivri escort Song said, in her bubbly way, to Charity. She didn’t really notice the dazed look on the faces of the three, just continued to chatter, and the moment was gone.

“I…I supposed I should see what Dove wants. I’ll talk to you two later.” Charity smiled and gathered her things, moving away. The two men splashed into the stream together, letting the water cool their ardor again for the moment. At the campfire that night, Charity sat between the two of them, as usual, with Dove alongside Hawk. They all enjoyed one another’s company, and spent much of their free time together. After the meal, the Chief stood and raised his hands for silence. “First of all, we wish to welcome our visitors to our home. Please stay with us as long as you are able. You are always welcome here with us.” After they had voiced their thanks, he continued. “We have another matter to attend to as well. Charity has been with us for many months now, and has become a valuable member of our People. It has been discussed amongst the Elders, and we feel it is time to adopt Charity fully into our Tribe, if she so chooses. Come and stand beside me, Daughter.” Shocked and happy, the girl rose and went to stand beside the man. He looked about. “Are there any who would not wish this young woman to join us as Family?” No one spoke a word, or moved a muscle, not even Storm.

“Very well, then.” He turned to Charity, and spoke to her directly. “Charity, do you choose to become a member of our People, and share in our joys and sorrows, perhaps one day join with a young man or men and have a family to increase our numbers, from this day forward?”

Tears of happiness shining in her eyes, Charity nodded, unable to speak. “As you have been accepted, and you accept us, you are now a member of our People.” He placed a hand on her head. “From this day forth, you shall be known as Little Flower, as you brighten each place that you are with your sweetness and beauty. Go and join your friends and family, Little Flower, and may peace always be with you.” The girl was too overcome to speak, and made her way back to her seat, where she was hugged by all three waiting there.

“How wonderful!” Dove exclaimed. “Now you truly are my sister.”

There was much rejoicing that night and many couples slipped away into the darkness, to be alone, including Hawk and Dove. Flower was not ready for that yet, and so Raven escorted her home, leaving her with a gentle kiss at the door.

Meanwhile, as Dappled Fawn was making her way towards her hut, Storm stepped onto the path beside her. “Oh, you startled me,” Fawn said softly. She was a very bizimkent escort timid tiny thing, with a very elfin quality about her. She was an orphan, as her parents had been killed by a raiding party many years before, so she had been raised by the whole tribe.

“I am sorry, Fawn. My cousins would very much like to meet you, and I wanted to catch you before you had gone to bed.”

“Oh….alright…” The petite young woman followed Storm into the dark forest, unsure of where they were going. After a bit, Storm led her into a clearing, where a small fire burned, and Lynx and Water sat, talking softly. They looked up and smiled at the two, and invited them to sit. As they sat and talked of inconsequential things, they managed to convince Fawn to try some of the herbs that they had. Before very long, the young woman found herself feeling very strange, and disconnected. When her eyes glazed over, the couple looked at one another and nodded, then rose and sat on either side of her. They began touching her softly, stroking her long dark hair, rubbing her arms and shoulders, and caressing the tops of her legs.

Gently, they eased her back until she was lying down on her back, and they were lying on either side of her, their hands wandering over her sweet body, over her clothing. She was very dimly aware of what was going on and that it felt very good, so she made no protest. They kissed above her mouth, then each leaned down and kissed her deeply. Now as Water continued to kiss her, Lynx began to slip her clothes off, caressing her body as he did so. Fawn moaned a little against the other woman’s mouth. Her clothes were suddenly gone, and a mouth pressed eagerly to hers, and two others sucked her nipples to pertness, then the mouth that had been kissing her moved between her legs, and a tongue moved against her most secret place. Mouths and hands moved over her untried flesh, teasing and arousing her into a frenzy of need. She could hear soft moans above and around her, as she felt the head of Lynx’s cock slide into her, and Water’s pussy covered her mouth, grinding onto her face, and Storm was moving against Fawn’s fingers, showing the girl how to touch her. Even when the man pierced her and she was no longer a virgin, she felt no pain, only tightness, and then he was fucking her hard, his mouth on his mate’s breasts as she rode the young woman’s mouth. Water slid her fingers into Storm’s puss to tease her as well, and soon all were cumming together. Lynx filled the tight pussy beneath him to the hilt, as he gushed inside her, and Water flooded her face with juices. Then, all three took turns lapping at the sweet pussy that had just been taken with such ease, until the young woman was cumming again. All that night, they played with her body in every way imaginable, and just before dawn, carried her back to her bed and left her there. She would have no memory of the night before, save a very hazy one of losing her virginity, but she would have no idea to whom.

“A very enjoyable night indeed,” Lynx commented, and the others agreed, as they headed to bed.

“Stop laughing!” Jennie snapped lowly.

“Sorry,” Greg said, losing his laughter but not his smile. “But if you walk like that everyone is going to know what we did last night.”

Jennie’s ass was sore from their first time trying anal sex. Both had enjoyed it immensely, but she was paying for it now. It wasn’t quite as bad as she was acting, but it did hurt.

“Let’s go,” she said smiling slightly, enjoying her husband’s amusement. “We don’t want to be late.”

“You know,” Greg said. “We never did talk about…”

“I know,” Jennie interjected. “We’ll just see how things go.”

“Okay,” he replied after a moment’s hesitation.

Jennie smirked slightly. There was no need to talk. It was obvious that admitting her own desire for Rosa and a willingness to let the redhead join them in bed had Greg salivating. He wanted Rosa. Jennie wanted her too. Rosa wanted Greg, but the big question was if Rosa was willing to share.

‘Okay,’ Jennie admitted to herself. ‘She’d have to do a bit more than share!’

“What so funny?” Greg asked, seeing her smile.

“Nothing,” Jennie said quickly. “Let’s go.”

The kids were at the table where Jennie left them having breakfast. The damage wasn’t all that bad considering. Mindy had offered to sit with them, but Jennie told the girl not to bother. They were all running late this morning and it made more sense to spend the time getting ready.

“Mindy, are you ready?” Jennie called.

“Yes,” the dark haired girl replied coming out of her room. Jennie smiled when she saw her.

Mindy was one of the neighbor’s daughters. She had just finished her first year of college and Greg and Jennie paid for her to come along on vacation and help with the kids. Mindy had been Jeremy and Sarah’s babysitter almost since birth.

What made Jennie smile when she saw Mindy was the look the girl gave Greg as she entered the room. The conversation the night before with Rosa and her friends was obviously still on the young woman’s mind. Jennie never noticed that Mindy had a thing for Greg, but it was pretty obvious now.

The young woman was wearing a different bathing suit today. Her cover-up hid most of it, but Jennie was pretty sure that this suit was a lot smaller than the one she wore the day before.

“Are we ready?” Greg asked. Mindy was putting the dishes in the small sink and Jennie started wiping down the kids.

“In a minute,” Jennie replied, watching Mindy out of the corner of her eye as she finished.

The young woman leaned over the table to reach for a bowl and Jennie smiled as the Mindy’s cover-up fell open briefly. She was definitely wearing a much smaller bathing suit! Yesterday she had on a one piece, but today it was a bikini.

Jennie caught herself eyeing the girl. Mindy was athletically built. She was a gymnast in high school and Jennie was happy to see the girl obvious kept in shape. Mindy’s ass was round and she had strongly built legs. They weren’t huge, but on the other hand they weren’t twigs either. Jennie wondered how they’d feel wrapped around…

‘Man!’ Jennie said to herself as she halted her thoughts. ‘You are turning into such a pervert!’

Mindy turned at that exact moment and caught Jennie looking. Instead of being upset or embarrassed, Mindy just smiled. Jennie thought the girl might have stuck out her chest slightly as well.

‘Interesting,’ Jennie thought. Mindy said that she was a heterosexual. She’d tried sex with another girl before and liked men better. Yet, the young woman never said that she didn’t like having sex with a woman. ‘Maybe she wants Greg so badly that she’s willing to try a threesome?’ The thought made Jennie excited and she once again pictured Mindy’s thighs and ass before looking up at the young woman and smiling. Mindy’s smile grew more confident and sexy.

‘I bet she’s a good kisser,’ Jennie thought, using the fingers of one hand to rub her lips. She felt herself reacting. Her nipples stiffened slightly and she actually began to get damp. ‘Those lips…’

“Come on!” Greg cried, interrupting her thoughts. “We’re already late!”

“Let’s go,” Jennie said with a shake of her head. “The rest can wait until we get back.”

Mindy nodded, but watched Jennie for a few moments longer. It didn’t help Jennie’s state. She shook her head again and thought, ‘Pervert doesn’t begin to describe what you’re becoming! That’s little Mindy from next door you’re thinking about!’ It didn’t curb her desire. Mindy had grown into an attractive young woman.

They left their suite and ran down from the hotel to the dock. It was a little farther away than the beach and in the opposite direction, but not far enough really to drive. Jennie carried Jeremy and Mindy carried Sarah because they were in a rush. Greg’s arms were filled with all of the stuff Jennie and Mindy insisted they bring. Most of it was related to the kids.

“It’s about time!” Tara called with a smile when they finally arrived. Jennie was happy to see the kids brighten considerably when they saw the small blond woman. denizköşkler escort They’d obviously taken to her the night before.

“Good morning!” Joanne smiled. Jennie thought she sounded too happy for this time of the day. Rosa saw her expression and laughed.

“Forgive her,” the red head said, once again wearing a large brimmed hat. Her body was covered and the parts that showed obviously had on a lot of sun block. “Joanne is a morning person.”

“Greg too,” Jennie sighed.

“And I thought you were perfect,” Rosa sighed, looking at Greg as she hid her smile. He smartly remained silent.

The captain and his wife, the only ‘crew’ he had, joined them and gave the kids life preservers as the greetings were completed. A half hour later they were sitting enjoying the feel of the sun while the wind blew through their hair. It wasn’t long before they made it to the first spot where they were going to snorkel.

Jennie and Greg took the kids into the water the first time and Mindy was kind enough to use the underwater camera to take a pictures. It took a while for them to get Jeremy and Sarah to understand how to snorkel, but once they did the kids were addicted. Their excitement brought smiles to both their parents’ faces.

Joanne and Tara snorkeled as well. Jennie could see them holding hands as they drifted around the boat slowly, enjoying the sights below. Rosa sat on the catamaran and drank a special concoction the captain insisted was an island special. She wasn’t ready to go into the water yet.

“It will take me an hour to cover up again once I’m done!” was her excuse.

They all ended up back on the catamaran a while later. The kids didn’t want to leave the water, but Jennie insisted. She wanted to give them a break. They were probably more tired then they realize. In either case, Jennie needed the break.

She tasted the captain’s concoction and nodded appreciatively, but didn’t take a cup. Greg had already finished his first cup and one of them would have to stay in control with the kids present.

The captain shifted to a second sight not far from the first, but with actual coral below. This time everyone went into the water, even Rosa. It was getting hot and she needed a dip in the ocean to cool off.

Mindy and Tara took the kids. Jennie watched them a few minutes and relaxed a little when everyone seemed to be having a good time. It was hard and she never lost sight of Tara.

“You know, you can relax,” Joanne said when they were both floating and taking a break from snorkeling. “Lesbian’s can watch kids just as well as straight people.”

“I’m sure,” Jennie replied, unwilling to take the bait. “But…”

“But, you only met us yesterday and Sarah is your daughter,” Joanne interjected with a laugh. “You remind me of my mother.”

“Do I now?” Jennie asked, meeting Joanne’s gaze.

“Well, everything except the hot body and ‘fuck me’ eyes,” the blond replied with a grin. Instead of being embarrassed Jennie decided to have some fun.

“Should you be flirting with me?” she asked. “Aren’t you and Tara exclusive?”

“Me flirting with you?” Joanne argued. “You’re the one with wearing that tiny bikini!”

“Oh, it’s not that small!” Jennie laughed.

“You’re just lucky that Tara and I are exclusive!”

“Why?” Jennie asked. Joanne swam close to Jennie causing the brunette’s heart to beat faster.

“Because if we weren’t, I’d make you scream half the night away!” the blond woman said softly.

“Only half the night?” Jennie asked, making herself sound disappointed.

The two women looked at each other for a moment. They both could feel the sexual tension building. They were so close that their breasts actually bumped.

“Can’t you keep control of those monster?” Joanne laughed, pulling back slightly. “Those things are dangerous!”

“Chicken!” Jennie said, surprising herself.

“Not chicken,” Joanne said, no longer laughing. She had a look of regret on her face as she added, “Just taken.”

“You’re lucky to have Tara,” Jennie said, realizing that she went too far. Her horniness was getting the better of her. She didn’t want to do anything that would hurt her new friends.

“I know,” Joanne replied, smiling once again.

“I’m sorry,” Jennie added.

“Don’t be,” the blond replied. “I was just as much to blame. Besides, it was just a little harmless flirting.”

“Speaking of which,” Jennie said, looking around. “Have you noticed that Greg and Rosa aren’t on this side of the boat?”

“Do you think?” Joanne grinned.

“They both had a lot to drink. Let’s take a swim to the other side and find out,” Jennie said.

“Are you sure you want to?” Joanne asked.

“Oh, it won’t be too bad,” Jennie said confidently. “They’re not that drunk!” She took one last look at the kids to make sure they were fine.

The two ladies swam slowly around the boat. Greg and Rosa were swimming together pointing out the different fish. Every alemdağ escort once in a while one of them would brush up against the other. Okay, it was probably a little more frequent then that. As Jennie watched Rosa grabbed Greg’s hand and pointed at another fish.

“Just some harmless flirting,” Joanne said. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Jennie replied. “A little jealous, but coping. It doesn’t hurt that I find Rosa just as attractive as Greg does.”

“What are you going to do?” Joanne asked.

“I’m not sure,” Jennie shrugged. “But you take Greg back around the boat. I want to talk to Rosa alone for a couple of minutes.”

“Okay,” Joanne agreed.

They started making their way over. Jennie and Joanne were almost on top of Greg and Rosa before they realized they had company. Rosa pulled back from him slightly in embarrassment.

“Hey babe!” Greg said, pulling Jennie into a quick kiss. He made sure she could feel his excitement. His cock was semi stiff when he rubbed it against her.

“Go check on the kids,” Jennie said pointedly, but not angrily. Greg frowned briefly, but then nodded. Joanne went with him. Rosa started to follow, but Jennie grabbed her arm.

“You need to make up your mind,” Jennie said without preamble.

“What do you mean?” Rosa asked nervously.

“You can flirt with my husband as much as you like,” Jennie replied. “I don’t mind. You’re just making him hornier for me. The conversation last night got us both so hot that we were up half the night.”

“I’m happy for you,” Rosa said, not really sounding all that happy.

“That’s not my point,” Jennie said, moving extremely close to Rosa. Jennie was being far more aggressive then ever before, but now was the time to lay it on the line. “My point is that you can keep doing what you’re doing, and I’ll reap the benefits, or you can join Greg and I for a night of passion and share in it.”

Rosa looked at the other woman and saw that the offer was for real. She desperately wanted Greg. He made her extremely horny and it had been a while since she had any real release. Rosa had never shared a man with another woman before, but she found herself surprisingly willing now.

“I’ll share, just as long as you keep your hand to…” Rosa began. Jennie shushed her and placed two fingers on the redhead’s lips.

“That’s not the way it’s going to work,” the brunette said, smiling sexily. “The only way you get into our bed is if you agreed to have sex with both of us.”

“But last night you said that you weren’t bisexual?” Rosa asked, stalling for time.

“I’m not,” Jennie shrugged. “But I think that maybe I’d like to be.”

“Well I don’t!” Rosa cried.

Jennie thought about backing off, but there was an excitement in Rosa’s eyes that made her think the woman was lying, at least to herself. So instead, Jennie pulled the redhead close and kissed her. She made sure that their breasts rubbed together and slipped her knee between Rosa’s legs. The redhead froze, but didn’t pull away.

“That kiss either excited you or not,” Jennie said as she finally pulled away. “If it didn’t, then you probably aren’t bisexual. If it did, then you have to make up your mind and see if you want to go further to see the truth.”

“I’m don’t like women!” Rosa insisted.

“Then why did you let me kiss you?” Jennie asked. “And why are you looking at me now the same why you always look at Greg?”

“I am not!” Rosa cried, but she knew it was a lie. She was looking at Jennie that way.

She fought hard to deny the desire she was feeling. The kiss had been enjoyable and their breasts touching sent a jolt through her body. Worse yet, she missed the feel of Jennie’s knee rubbing between her thighs.

“It’s your decision,” Jennie shrugged. “But you should know that when I was in college I chickened out of an experience with another woman. I’ve regretted it for years.”

“I’m not you!” Rosa snapped. Jennie smiled at her once knowingly and then swam back around the catamaran. Rosa watched her go. The poor redhead didn’t know what to think.

‘I can’t believe I just did that!’ Jennie mind cried, but she was smiling. She never felt so liberated before. If her friends from back home could see her now!

“Everything okay?” Joanne asked when she rejoined the others.

“Only time will tell,” Jennie shrugged.

“I see you’ve made up your mind,” the blond smiled knowingly.

“Yep,” Jennie smiled. “Now it’s up to Rosa to make up hers.”

They were all back on the boat enjoying another drink not long afterward. It was just past noon when they were dropped off back on the dock. Rosa hadn’t said much on the journey back. Instead, she sat drinking. She was drunk by the time they left the boat.

“We’d better get her back to our place where she can sleep it off,” Tara grinned.

“No!” Rosa said, not quite slurring. “I want to go to the beach.”

“Not today,” Joanne said. “You’ve already spent too much time out in the sun. In your current akbatı escort state you’d probably cook to a crisp and not even realize it.”

“Will you three join us for dinner again?” Jennie asked. “We had a good time last night. I’m making something special.”

“Not tonight,” Joanne answered. “We have reservations. How about tomorrow?”

“Okay,” Jennie smiled.

“Rosa should be functioning again by then,” Tara smirked. She and Joanne led Rosa back to their room.

The rest of the day went by reasonably quickly. Jennie and Mindy stayed by the pool and let the kids play. Greg went to the room for a nap.

“They’re going to sleep good tonight,” Mindy said as she watched Jeremy and Sarah in the kiddy pool. She and Jennie were lying in chase lounge chairs together.

“Yes,” Jennie agreed as she took a sip of her drink. A couple of guys went by and ogled both women.

“The tall one is kind of cute,” Mindy said with a grin once they were past.

“You know,” Jennie said. “You don’t have to stay in tonight. I’ve got the kids.”

“Are you kidding?” Mindy smiled. “I’m exhausted. We snorkeled half the day. The kids aren’t the only ones who are going to sleep well tonight.”

“Well then, you don’t have to join us for dinner tomorrow. If you want to find someone your own age to hang out with it’s okay with me.”

“No thanks,” Mindy smiled. “I had fun last night and I can wait to see what we talk about tomorrow!”

“Are you sure?” Jennie asked. “I’m certain your mother wouldn’t approve.”

“That’s her problem,” Mindy replied. “I want to see how far you’ll go to try and get Rosa to join you and Greg.”

“What?” Jennie cried.

“Relax,” Mindy smiled. “I had most of it figured out, but Tara filled in the rest when you and Greg took the kids that last time.”

“You’re not shocked?” Jennie asked.

“You forgot about Toni Ann,” Mindy said with a shrug.

“I still can’t picture you two together,” Jennie said with a shake of her head.

“Oh, it was just kids stuff,” Mindy replied, and then looking at Jennie closely, added, “In fact, last night while you and Greg were keeping me awake with your love making, I thought about the possibility of giving it another try.”

“Lucky Toni Ann,” Jennie said.

“I wasn’t talking about with her,” Mindy said seriously, watching Jennie’s expression as the truth sunk in. “I’d be more than willing to take Rosa’s place if she’s not interested.”

“Another woman who’s hot for my husband!” Jennie cried softly, trying to make it a joke. Mindy didn’t laugh.

“Not just Greg,” she said bravely. The two women locked gazes and Jennie fought a strong desire to kiss the young woman.

‘My God!’ Jennie thought. ‘Just how much more wanton could I get? First Rosa and now Mindy! Hell, I would have tried for Joanne if she wasn’t with Tara!’

“Are you okay?” Mindy asked nervously.

“I’m not sure Greg will go along,” Jennie said in answer. “He still thinks of you as the sweet kid next door.”

“But you like the idea?” Mindy asked.

“Yes,” Jennie said with a shake of her head. “I’d have to be crazy not to.”

“Thanks!” Mindy grinned. “I don’t have a body like yours, but gymnastics has made me awfully limber.”

“That’s terrible!” Jennie laughed.

“What’s the matter? You don’t like flexible?” Mindy teased.

“I love limber!” Jennie continued to laugh. “And you have that gymnast ass. You know, all tight and round!”

“Wait until you see my breasts,” Mindy teased. “They may not be that big, but my nipples get really long and hard when I’m excited.”

“I can tell,” Jennie smiled. “I can make them out through your bathing suit.”

“So,” Mindy said. “I take it we’re agreed?”

“Yes,” Jennie swallowed in anticipation. “If we can get Greg to go along.”

“Do you really think that’s going to be a problem?” Mindy asked, smiling sexy.

“No,” Jennie laughed.

They went back to the room and woke Greg up. Dinner was a quick affair since they didn’t have guests that night. The kids were exhausted and passed out as soon as their head hit their pillows.

“Since you got to nap,” Jennie said. “You can clean the dishes.”

“Okay, I’m going,” Greg groaned.

Jennie looked at Mindy. The dark haired girl was watching Greg’s ass as he walked back to the kitchen.

“You really want him bad!” Jennie whispered. Mindy didn’t bother denying it. Jennie pointed toward the girl’s room. They both went there quickly.

“Now what?” Mindy asked, smiling nervously.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Jennie asked. “I know you want Greg, but if that’s all you want…”

Mindy silenced Jennie with a kiss. Jennie gasped, but then pulled the young woman against her. She could feel Mindy’s nipples get hard.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you all day,” Jennie smiled as they broke apart.

“It was a lot better than with Toni Ann,” Mindy replied. “Maybe I can convince her to give it another try when we get back. We were awfully young. You’re welcome to join in.”

“Now that I would like!” Jennie smiled sexily. “Just as long as Greg is involved.”

“Let’s go see if he’s really serious about having another woman join you,” Mindy said, obviously excited. She took a step toward her door

“Not yet!” Jennie cried, pulling the girl back.

“What? You want another kiss first?” Mindy asked.

Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of gay male sexual content.

*

I was visiting Alex in Zanzi one evening. He’s one of the best bartenders on the strip and certainly one of the best people in town. As a result of Alex being local-born, Zanzi has a lot of local customers, making it uniquely different from the rest of the bars that are primarily filled with ex-pats and foreign tourists.

I was perched on my usual stool, enjoying a beer, when a couple came in and squeezed into the space next to me. They were in their 50s. He was about 5’10’, in reasonably good shape, with soft white hair and a great, soft smile that seemed to always be on his face. She was a bit thick around the middle, but just bursting with personality. There was a constant mischievous glint in her eyes all the time.

They ordered a couple of mojitos and then turned and said hello to me, introducing themselves as Dave and Maureen. From their accents, and their story which quickly followed, I realized that they were from Scotland. They were retired and had an apartment here in town where they spent almost half of the year, several weeks at a time, going back and forth to Scotland.

Dave turned out to be very knowledgeable about music, it being one of his main passions in life. We quickly realized that we had the same taste and liked most of the same music, which is one of the reasons that I loved Zanzi; Alex played the best music. Maureen kept up an amazing, constant stream of conversation. I had to really pay attention to understand all of it with her thick Scots accent and those incredibly rounded vowels. The whole time they were inhaling drinks like they were lemonade. I’m not much of a drinker, so I go a lot slower.

As we were talking, Maureen continued to become more and more animated, which meant that her hands did as much talking as her mouth. She seemed incapable of talking without touching whoever she was talking to at the same time. She was leaning against me more and more, her back to my front. I could feel her ass rubbing against me from time to time and it made me wonder.

At one point we all burst out laughing at something she said and she turned around, saying to me, “Oh, you’re so sweet,” and leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek.

Dave didn’t even blink, so I didn’t worry about it as Maureen turned back around and fully leaned against me like I was the back of a chair. Dave excused himself to go to the toilet and suddenly Maureen turned around, facing me, her entire body pressed up against me. She seemed pretty buzzed to me from all of the drinks she had been inhaling. I inhaled sharply when I felt her hand between my legs, cupping my cock and balls and gently squeezing as she leaned forward and softly kissed me on the mouth, very quickly, and then stood back, smiling at me, my cock and balls still in her hand being fondled.

“What are you thinking now?” she asked me, a huge grin on her face.

I glanced towards the toilets, expecting to see Dave at any moment and wondered how he would react if he saw what was going on, so I just blurted out the most inane thing.

“You can taste mine if I can taste yours,” I said, figuring that would certainly straighten her up.

“Oh, I knew I liked you,” she said, continuing to grope me, leaning her body firmly up against me.

It was then that Dave exited the toilets and came back over. Maureen didn’t move at first, then she stood up, giving my balls an extra squeeze before turning around to Dave.

“I grabbed his balls while you were pissing,” she told him with a laugh. “You should have seen the look on his face.”

“I’ll bet,” Dave said, laughing. “She gets a little wild when she drinks,” he explained, not seeming to be bothered by what she had just said.

“And when I asked him what he was thinking, he told me that I could taste his if he could taste mine,” she finished telling him, draining her drink.

“I was just making a joke,” I explained, hoping that he wasn’t going to be offended.

“No, I know how she is,” Dave said, waving his hand as if it were nothing.

“Do you like to play with other couples?” Maureen asked, looking up at me, a wild look in her eyes.

“Play?” I asked, not believing what I was hearing.

“We like to have an extra cock to play with sometimes,” she said, making no doubt about what she was saying.

I just looked at Dave in amazement, not believing what I was hearing. I was sure that she was just drunk.

“Sorry if she’s embarrassing you,” he said, a wry smile on his face. “Maureen, you need to behave.”

“Oh, I’m behaving,” she said. “I was just wondering. He seems like such a nice toy.”

“No, not at all,” I said, smiling now, not believing my luck. “I just didn’t want to cause any offense by acting out of turn or anything. As a matter of fact, I do enjoy playing, especially with other couples.”

“I knew it!” Maureen said, beaming first at me, then at Dave. “Shall we have some fun then?” she asked, snuggling up to Dave, one hand openly güzelce escort groping him and massaging.

“Would you like to join us?” Dave asked, grinning at me. “Our place is not too far from here.”

“I’d love it,” I said, draining my drink.

“And I can’t wait to taste yours,” Maureen said, moving from Dave to me and giving me an incredibly hug. “You’ll like my pussy, too,” she continued as if it were the most normal thing in the world to discuss in a crowded bar. “Everyone says it tastes real nice.”

“Maybe we should go, Maureen,” Dave suggested, finishing his drink.

“I’m ready,” she said, finishing her own drink. “Let’s go fuck,” she said, leading the way out the door, Dave and I following, several heads swiveling around in surprise when they heard her.

“So, how long have you been playing with other couples?” Maureen asked, taking each of us by an arm.

“About 5 years or so,” I replied. “What about you two? How long have you been playing like this?”

“Oh, a dozen years or more,” Maureen replied. “You want to hear how we got started?” she asked, laughing. “I’ll tell you and then you can tell us, okay?”

“Sure,” I replied.

“Well, it was sure strange enough, the first time,” Maureen said. “We were at a party that some friends had taken us to. We didn’t know anyone there, but it was a nice party. There was all this food and barrels of beer.

“I like to drink. We all do,” she continued. “That’s the way it is in Scotland. Anyway, we were feeling no pain. Dave went to the toilet to piss and I was sitting on a sofa with some other people. One of them turned to me and asked me if he could see my breasts. Before I could even answer, he had reached into the top of my dress and pulled them out.

“Now, I was shocked, drunk as I was, but nobody seemed to be paying us no mind,” she continued. “And this bloke was just having a right good time, squeezing and pulling on my breasts. And then he started sucking on my nipples, right there in front of everyone. I was more amazed than anything and a bit worried about what Dave would say if he saw.

“Then this other bloke came over and stood right next to me, watching. He said something about my breasts looking good and the next thing I knew, he had opened his trousers and pulled out his cock, a big hard cock. I gasped in shock and he just stuck it into my mouth. Right there in front of everyone. He was holding the back of my head with his hand and his cock was filling my mouth.

“That’s when I just so happened to be coming back from the toilet,” Dave said with a laugh. “Boy, was I just gob-smacked. I mean, Maureen has always been the randiest wench I’ve ever known, but it was always with me. I had never even considered what I was seeing.

“And he’s just standing there, looking down at me with my breasts out and my mouth full of cock and he’s just laughing,” Maureen picked up. “I couldn’t believe he wasn’t upset or anything.”

“It was so absurd that I couldn’t do anything but laugh,” Dave said. “I could see by the look on her face that this had and was happening to her. And then it was pretty outrageous to see her with her breasts out and some bloke sucking on them while some other bloke had his cock filling her mouth.”

“Well, clearly he wasn’t bothered,” Maureen said, “and I was pretty drunk and my pussy was tingling from the guy sucking and biting my nipples and I just love to suck cock, so I figured what the hell. Nobody seemed to be bothered one way or the other that this was going on.

“When I saw her reach up for his balls and saw his entire cock disappear into her mouth, I knew she had decided to just enjoy herself and for some reason I just didn’t care,” Dave said. “I mean, it was hot to watch. I was standing right there. Only a couple of other people seemed to be paying any attention, like it just wasn’t that big a deal.”

“Well, I was really enjoying this bloke’s cock,” Maureen continued. “I still remember that it was a nice size and had a good flavor. I could tell that he was getting close to cumming and I was looking forward to a mouthful of cum. I didn’t care anymore. The only thing I cared about was that cock in my mouth and getting it to blow.”

“So, right when the bloke fucking her face moaned that he was cumming,” Dave said, “the bloke playing with her breasts suddenly reached under her skirt and literally ripped her panties off of her.”

“The next thing I know,” Maureen said, “this one cock is filling my mouth with cum and the other bloke is filling my pussy with his cock! By the time the bloke in my mouth finished cumming and I sucked him clean, the bloke fucking me was cumming, just filling my pussy.

“The bloke who had just cum in my mouth bent down and kissed me and thanked me for a nice blowjob,” Maureen continued. “I remember feeling good that he had liked it and at the same time embarrassed. Then the bloke who had fucked me finished cumming and pulled his cock out. He kissed me, too, and thanked büyükçekmece escort me for a good fuck and then wandered off.”

“She was sitting there on the sofa, this stunned look on her face, some cum dribbling down her chin and her legs spread with cum leaking from her pussy,” Dave continued, laughing. “I mean, she looked just like what had happened; that she’d been good and fucked.”

“And none of that bothered you?” I asked, really enjoying the story and being able to picture it all happening.

“Bothered him!” Maureen laughed. “He dragged me out of there and straight home. Didn’t say a word the whole way. But when we got home, he ripped my clothes off of me right there inside the door and pulled me down on the floor. Even with my pussy full of that other bloke’s cum, he ate me until I came and then he fucked me. It was the best fuck we’d ever had.”

“I can’t explain it,” Dave said. “But it was the hottest, most exciting sexual experience I’d ever had. I had no feelings of jealousy or anything and I had never been hornier in my life.”

“I’ll say,” Maureen agreed. “He didn’t stop fucking me for 3 days and my pussy was raw for a week.”

“And how did you feel about what had happened to you at the party?” I asked Maureen.

“Well, like I said, at first I was just shocked,” she replied. “But then I just loved it. I mean, sex and drinking are my favorite things in the whole world. And since Dave wasn’t upset, well, I liked it. Since then, we’ve fucked hundreds of people, I’m sure. It’s never been anything but fun for both of us.”

“I agree,” Dave said. “We love each other as much if not more than we ever have and we get to have the most incredible fun together. And that’s the key; we always have fun together. We’ve never done the solo thing and have no interest in that.”

“But what about you?” Maureen asked, reaching down and grabbing my rock-hard cock through my pants. “Oh, my, he’s got a nice big one,” she said with a laugh, giving me a nice squeeze. “And I think our little story got him excited.”

“Damned right it did,” I agreed with a laugh.

“So, tell us how you became a bad boy,” Maureen said.

“Well, one night, my now ex-wife and I were watching the evening news,” I began. “This is when I was living in Holland. They had one of their stories on the sex clubs of Holland and swinging. Now, I’d heard about the sex clubs, though never really gave them any thought. That wasn’t my thing. I’d never really heard anything about swinging, per se, though I’m sure I was aware that things like wife swapping and such went on.

“Anyway, this 10-minute news magazine on dinner-time news blew my mind,” I continued. “First of all, the content and the time. I knew that kids would be watching with their parents. And then the content.

“I had never really thought about or considered anything like that. I was actually rather conservative and a bit insecure about my ability to keep a relationship going. But the news program was fascinating. They portrayed things in such a way that it made me think about it differently.

“You see, at this point in my relationship with Hattie, I felt very secure,” I explained. “She was a very conservative Dutch woman, raised in a very conservative part of a conservative country by very traditional, conservative, church-going parents. She had never seen or smelled marijuana before she met me, for example. She was very sexual, enjoying it pretty much any time. She loved to have her pussy eaten and she loved sucking cock. Her favorite place to have me cum would be on her breasts or in her mouth. I’m a photographer and she loved to pose for me, totally pornographic stuff, too.

“Neither one of us spoke while the program was on. When it finished, she turned to me and asked me what I thought of that. Now, Hattie was one of the most insecure, jealous people I’ve ever met. I was always wary of giving her any excuse to feel insecure, so I wasn’t sure how to answer the question. Also, I wasn’t totally sure how I felt about it, so I told her that it made me think about things in an entirely different way that I had never considered before.

“I asked her how she felt about it, and predictably, her first comment was that she liked the outfits she had seen some of the women wearing. Hattie was very into clothes and she always looked good in whatever she wore. When I asked her what she thought about the whole idea of the sex clubs and swinging itself, she blew my mind by saying that in some ways she found it interesting.

“I couldn’t believe it. This was so unlike her in my mind. So I quickly thought to myself that if I am slow and cautious and careful, that possibly this could be something we could learn more about without her freaking out. So I asked her if she had any interest in perhaps going to one of the clubs and seeing for ourselves what it was like. I was amazed when she said maybe.

“For the next week or two, we both searched on the internet to learn about güzelyurt escort things. We would compare notes and ask what each other thought about this and that. I was always very careful not to arouse her jealousy by seeming too enthusiastic, though that was how I was feeling deep down inside the more I read and learned. I also knew that Hattie was a compulsive over-doer in the sense that she couldn’t just buy one doll, she had to have the entire collection. She’d always jump in with both feet if something interested her, so I carefully tried to keep and build her interest.

“We discovered a swinger’s website and I bought a lifetime membership. We would check out the other members and see what they were doing and saying. At one point, a few days after joining, another couple from a nearby town contacted us, asking if we’d like to meet them.

“Well, now things were building towards something. I asked Hattie what she wanted to do. She wasn’t comfortable meeting them at our house or going to theirs, but she was amenable to meeting them at one of the clubs. That way we wouldn’t have to feel any pressure or obligation for anything. We hadn’t yet learned the way of things.

“So we agreed to meet at a club called Fata Morgana, considered the No. 2 club in Holland. Our thought was let’s see that one first so that we have something to compare to if we decided to continue with this experiment and then we could go to the other club.

“The other couple were also very new to the game, so it was a bit awkward when we finally met at the club. The club was a bit run-down, with a food buffet area, a disco/bar area, a smoking room (the only place where smoking was allowed), a sauna, a huge jacuzzi that would easily hold 50 people, and various private and semi-private and totally public areas for sex. Apparently the only place sex was not allowed was in the food/buffet area. Upstairs were lots of sofas and comfortable chairs, along with a couple of raised, dais-like platforms. Everything overlooked the downstairs.

“We were mostly upstairs, that being the most comfortable area. There were about a dozen people up there also and we saw women sucking cocks, guys eating pussy, and even one couple on one of the daises fucking, while another guy joined in with them for a bit. We found it all really interesting and not the least bit off-putting.

“We weren’t sure how to deal with the other couple, and truth be told, we weren’t terribly interested at that point. They were smokers and they went to the smoking room to smoke at one point. That’s when Hattie and I finally explored a bit with her sucking my cock and me putting her on her back and feasting on her pussy. The other couple came back when I had my tongue stuck deep inside of her and there was an awkward, sort of embarrassed moment as we collected ourselves.

“We decided to go to the jacuzzi, as that would be the ‘excuse’ for all of us to be naked so that we could check out each other’s goodies. There were another 15 or so people in the jacuzzi, mostly just sitting around, but there were the odd couple fucking and/or sucking. We sat in a corner and just chatted and observed. I had my hand between Hattie’s legs and she had a hand wrapped around my cock, but the other couple didn’t really interact, not with each other and not with us.

“That sounds boring,” Maureen commented.

“Actually, it was in a way,” I agreed. “But we had enjoyed the taste of things and we decided that we’d go to the so-called No. 1 club the following week, but just by ourselves. We were comfortable with that and now knew that there was no reason or pressure to include anyone else unless you wanted to. It was incredibly exciting to us just the idea of doing anything sexual in front of others or seeing others doing things sexual.

“So Hattie and I went shopping and bought her an outfit; a corset that didn’t cover her nipples and crotchless panties (those were my idea). She bought me a skimpy pair of shorts that were made of very loose fishnet; they didn’t hide anything.

“As soon as we walked into Fun4Two, we knew that this was far superior to Fata Morgana. It was an incredibly clean, classy place, just like any other really good disco. The only difference was that in this place, people were having sex everywhere. We were really impressed and we also noticed that the people seemed to be just a cut ‘better’ than those we had seen at Fata Morgana.

“We decided to start off in the sauna to get nice and warm and then do the jacuzzi. The jacuzzi had about a dozen people in it and it was fairly full. It was impossible to be in it without rubbing against other people, most of which seemed to be women. There were only a few guys.

“There was a ledge of sorts on one side of the jacuzzi and Hattie sat there between two other women, one dusky-skinned with the cutest B-cup breasts with dark chocolate nipples, and the other, a heavy-set woman with huge, D-cup breasts. I stood in front of her as she started chatting with the two women, very aware of the bodies pressing against my back and the hands that would grope my cock and balls under the water.

“I decided to see how Hattie would react to some fun, so I grabbed her feet and lifted them onto my shoulders, effectively splitting her pussy wide open in front of me. Before she could protest, I had glued my mouth to her pussy, my tongue slithering up into her wetness.

As told by Him

Catherine was right in a way. I had organised Glen to be at Mungo Brush. Isn’t that the strangest name for a village? Sorry, I’m digressing.

I had actually placed an ad in one of the Sydney sex contact papers, Sydney had quite a lot of them at the time, and this was before the Internet sex contacts became so popular. Glen was one of about 40 replies, but seemed to be the most likely. I met him at a hotel in the Hills’ district, near where we lived at the time.

Not wanting to sound snobbish, but the Hills is a beautiful treed area North West of Sydney CBD, quite accessible to the city but remote enough to be uncluttered. Catherine and I have friends who live in New York State, I believe about one hours drive out of New York. (I’ve been there and stayed for a few days, don’t ask me where it was!) Where we live, is similar, but only about 30 mins from the CBD. Anyway I’m digressing again.

When I met Glen he told me he was bi-sexual. This didn’t worry me, I was more interested in his appearance and how he would appeal to Catherine. Like most women in their forties, married to someone in their late forties, Catherine can always lust after a good looking young stud. My gift to her was to supply that stud and share some great sex.

Back to the houseboat.

That evening (the one after the day’s activities) after we’d cleaned up from dinner, we sat around and discussed the events of the day.

Glen said he was stoked. Although I had shown him a photo of Catherine, he just didn’t expect her to be so attractive.

Catherine blushed, “ I wasn’t expecting anything like this. ‘Though I should have guessed when you insisted we go to Mungo Brush, Rob.”

“Ah sweetheart, could you imagine seven days on a boat without some sort of diversion?”

The conversation started to drift around again to matters sexual. It was very obvious to all that Glen was starting to get aroused again. Frankly I was tired. The sun, sex and booze had done it for me. I was ready for bed. Fuck it, I thought. If Catherine wants to fuck him again, she can.

“I’m off to bed,” I announced.

“Me too,” Catherine said.

Glen looked visibly disappointed.

“Let’s get some rest so we’ve plenty of energy for tomorrow,” Catherine advised, “we may need it.”

That turned out to be a very prophetic statement.

Next morning I woke early. Early for a holiday that is.

It was about 8am and it was already 25 degrees (Celsius). It was going to be a hot one.

Leaving Catherine asleep, naked I went to the stern of the boat and dived into the crystal clear waters. It was magic. Not another sole to be seen, and just the sound of the morning birds.

I floated lazily on my back in the fresh waters and thought, it doesn’t get much better than this.

After about half an hour of this private bliss I swam to the back of the boat and climbed on board, my naked body dripping water on the deck. I towelled myself off and went inside.

Catherine was just emerging from the bathroom. Freshly showered, she looked beautiful. She was wearing a short, white negligee that stopped just below the cheeks of her bottom. It was almost totally transparent and it was obvious she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Her nipples were already erect.

I kissed her lightly. “Good morning sweetheart. You look good enough to eat.” I said.

“Good, I was hoping someone would eat me,” she smiled.

“Where’s our visitor,” I asked.

“Just gone to the shower.”

“Are you hungry?”

“Mmm,” she replied, “famished.”

“All that exercise from yesterday,” I leered.

“No. Preparation for today’s,” she smirked.

“OK. I’ll go up on deck and start the barbecue. How does bacon, eggs, sausages and tomatoes sound?”

“Great. I’ll go and cut the tomatoes and bring them up.”

Standing in my nakedness in front of the barbecue I felt a hand slide between my legs and caress my balls. My cock started to stiffen. Another hand started stroking my stiffening cock and it sprang to full hardness immediately. Before I could realise it wasn’t Catherine, Glen dropped to his knees and took the full length of my member in his mouth. He started sliding his mouth up and down my shaft, escort bahçelievler gently squeezing my balls at the same time. I just stood there and let it happen. I had never been sucked by a man before and he certainly knew what he was doing.

I heard a sharp intake of breath and looked across to the top of the stairs. Catherine was standing there. Her eyes wide to the scene before her. She had her left hand pinching at her right nipple, the fingers of the other hand stroking the wet lips of her cunt.

I meanwhile was starting to rock back and forth, plunging my cock deep into Glen’s mouth. I felt his hand slide around my arse cheek and his finger probe at my arsehole. Instead of involuntary pulling away I actually felt myself pushing my bum back onto his finger. It slid into my crevice and after the first initial bit of pain I actually encouraged his activities by holding his head with my hands and fucking his mouth for all I was worth whilst pushing my arse back onto his finger, I felt his finger slowly withdraw only to be replaced with two fingers, which he plunged deeply into my rectum. He stroked my prostate and I stopped rocking back and forth. He worked his fingers in and out of my arse while his tongue and mouth lavished attention on my cock. I felt my orgasm building. I could see through my haze Catherine was stroking her clit frantically.

We came together. I shot my load in what seemed to be never ending spurts down Glen’s throat. He swallowed it all. Catherine’s orgasm was just as powerful as she collapsed to her knees, her fingers still buried in her pussy, a crazed, lust filled expression on her face. She seemed to be totally “out of it”, just in a sexual daze.

I leaned weakly back against the railing as Glen stood up, his erection pointing stiffly skyward. He walked over to where Catherine was still semi-sitting/kneeling on the deck.

“Take off your negligee Catherine,” he ordered.

She didn’t seem to comprehend so he reached down, took the hem in his hands and ripped the garment from her. He stared at her lovely nakedness then reached down with both hands and very roughly squeezed both her breasts. She didn’t flinch, she still seemed to be in a daze. He forced his cock into her half-open mouth. She didn’t actually suck him, just let him use her mouth as a crevice in which to satisfy himself. He held her head steady in both his hands and mercilessly ploughed his erection in and out of her mouth, her lips just closed over his cock as he pounded it down her throat. She didn’t gag or choke, just let him have his way, the euphoric daze seeming to numb her completely. Her fingers were still deep inside her cunt, but not moving.

I watched Glen’s climax approaching, my own cock starting to harden again as I watched my wife being used so brutally. It was an awesome scene, yet one I felt powerless to do anything about. Catherine just seemed to accept Glen’s rough treatment without any actual comprehension of what was happening.

I realised I was frantically pumping my own cock with my hand as I took in the scene before me and as Glen pulled his cock from my wife’s mouth and quickly stoked himself to orgasm I shot my own load onto the deck.

Glen’s first spurt hit Catherine in the face, then he seemed to aim the next spurts down her body, hitting her neck, breasts, stomach and her thighs. He then leaned forward, in the final act of depravity and wiped his dripping cock across my wife’s lips.

To my complete amazement she took hold of his rod and sucked and licked it clean.

I went over and helped Catherine to her feet. “Come on honey, we’ll get you cleaned up.”

She smiled weakly at me and I helped her down the stairs to the bathroom.

We showered and while we were showering she said, “I put Glen up to that, you know?”

“What!” I said.

“While you were out swimming, Glen and I were talking and he told me he was bi-sexual. I asked him how bi-sexual and he said he had fucked and sucked men as well as having been fucked and sucked by men. As he was telling me I felt myself getting wet at the thought of watching the two of you together, so I asked him whether he would suck you off while I escort beyoğlu watched. He told me he’d be delighted and so there you are. Mind you I didn’t realise the effect it would have on me, nor the finish, when he just used me so roughly. I have to say it was one of the horniest, most sexually charged, erotic times of my life.”

“You didn’t mind being abused like that?” I asked incredulously.

“Not at all. Mind you I was in a bit of a sexual haze. It’s not every day you see your husband get sucked off by a man and obviously enjoy it!”

“He’s certainly a great cock-sucker honey, but he’ll never replace you.”

“Hey you two, are we gunna eat breakfast or what. I’ve finished cooking it.”

Perfect timing Glen, I thought.

After breakfast we sailed further up the main lake and found another lovely little deserted cove in which to anchor.

“I’ll make us some coffees’,” Catherine said.

“I’ll help.”

So Glen and Catherine went down to the galley while I tied the anchor, and arranged some chairs for us at the bow of the boat.

They seemed to be taking their time, so I went down to the galley to help. There was nobody in the galley and just then I heard moaning from the stern. I looked out and Catherine was doubled over the rail, legs spread wide apart, both her hands clasping each ankle, her beautiful arse pointing in the air as Glen pounded her arsehole with his 7” cock.

“Give it to me Glen,” she screamed, “Fuck my arse hard with that beautiful cock of yours.”

Now I know my wife likes anal sex, but you’ve usually got to work her up to it.

Apparently glen just stroked her butt while she was filling the kettle and said, “Bend over Catherine so I can fuck that beautiful arse of yours”

And she did!

So now I’m standing here watching my wife getting fucked furiously up the arse.

After about what seemed a long time Glen looked over and saw me wanking my stiff cock.

“Here Rob, want to have a go.”

So Glen withdrew his cock from my gorgeous wife’s, beautiful arse and I pushed mine in. As I’ve already told you, my cock, ‘though not as long as Glen’s’, is much thicker.

Catherine screamed. “No. No. Take it out, you bastard!”

That just really got me going and I steadily pushed deeper and deeper ‘til my balls were resting against her cheeks. She kept begging me to take it out but I stayed, not moving, reaching around and caressing her breasts, tweaking her nipples. After a minute or two the protests stopped and the soft moans returned.

“Oh yes, give it to me. Give it to me hard!”

For the next twenty minutes or so, Glen and I just kept swapping over, so Catherine was never without cock in her. Finally Glen said “Maybe we’d better get her off the rail, it might be starting to hurt.”

“What about it honey, do you want to go inside and lay down?”

“Just give me your come, you bastards. Spurt your loads into my bowel. I want to feel you both come in my arse!”

Glen and I looked at each other. As he was in her at the time, he increased his tempo and within a few minutes was emptying himself into Catherine’s bowel.

Catherine screamed as she orgasmed.

He quickly withdrew and I slipped in easily with the added lubrication of his come in her passage. I started to gain momentum as Catherine screamed “Oh god! I’m coming again!”

I slammed my cock as far into her as it would go and shot my load deep into her, spurt after spurt splattering inside her. She shuddered and screamed again, and slid helplessly off the rail and onto the deck.

Catherine just laid quite still on the deck, come dribbling out of her and down the back of her thigh, her arse cheeks and onto the deck.

We let her recover then Glen and I both helped her to her feet.

“Would you like to have another shower, honey?” I asked.

“No. I’ll just fall overboard and float in the water for a while. It’ll help me recover.”

Catherine leaned over the steps at the stern and fell into the water. She disappeared under the surface for what seemed to be a long time. Just as I began to worry her head broke the surface, she smiled up at Glen and me and said, “Aren’t escort beşiktaş you two coming in. the waters fine.”

Glen and I both hit the water at the same time and the next half-hour was spent frolicking about in the lake. Hands were grabbing tits, cocks, bums, pussies etc.

We eventually climbed back on board.

Now everyone was hungry and it was lunchtime.

This afternoon we had to take Glen back to Mungo Brush so we decided to have a barbecue for lunch.

“Catherine, why don’t you star the salad. I’ll go up top and get the barbecue going. Glen how about you bring us up a couple of beers. Sweetheart, would you like a glass of wine?”

“Yes, I’ll have a red please darling, seeing we’re having steak.”

I opened a bottle of good South Australian Barossa Valley Shiraz and poured Catherine a glass. I went up onto the sundeck to the barbecue.

Glen appeared a few moments later with two beers.

“Here Rob, it’s nice and cold.”

“Thanks mate,” I said.

“Rob I can’t thank you enough for inviting me on this trip. Your wife is the hottest, most uninhibited piece of arse I’ve ever come across. Or in for that matter,” he smiled.

“She has always been horny but we never started swinging ‘til we’d been married about 15 years. It’s been great, but the MFM threesomes seem to be her favourite. I certainly get a buzz out of seeing her get down and dirty with other guys. I once watched her with three guys one night, she had come coming out of every orifice.”

“Boy, can I come to the next one of those?”

“Mate, it’s up to her. She likes these encounters, particularly when she’s surprised, but she’s not that keen to help me organise them. That’s just the way she is.”

Catherine arrived with the salad and the bottle of shiraz.

Lunch was delicious, Catherine and I finished the Shiraz and Glen had a couple more beers.

Catherine and Glen took the lunch things back to the galley and I cleaned up the barbecue. When I went down to the cabin they were nowhere to be seen. Then I heard sounds coming from the lounge area. I went up to the lounge.

Catherine was face down on the lounge, a pillow under her stomach and Glen was astride her buttocks, his cock sliding in and out of her arse.

Boy this guy liked anal sex!

Catherine was moaning but grimacing at the same time.

“Are you alright honey?” I asked.

“My arse is so sore from all this fucking,” she moaned.

“Do you want me to get him to stop.”

“No. No. The pleasure is outweighing the pain,” she gasped.

Needless to say my cock started to harden.

Glen lay down on Catherine’s back and proceeded to nibble and gently bite her on the neck as his cock slid in and out of her.

Catherine responded by lifting her buttocks up to meet his every thrust, moaning with pleasure at his gentle ministrations to her neck and arse.

I moved over to the side of the lounge, gently turned Catherine’s head to me and slid my rigid cock into her mouth. She started sucking like there was no tomorrow, taking my thickness deep into her throat.

Glen reached out and grabbed my buttocks, pulling me closer and further down Catherine’s throat, if that was at all possible. He then started fondling my balls as Catherine sucked me furiously. I felt my orgasm approaching quickly and as I did Glen pushed me out of Catherine’s mouth and quickly pulled me back and took my cock in his mouth.

My approaching orgasm didn’t seem to lose any momentum and as I started to spurt my creamy load into Glen’s mouth Catherine screamed and orgasmed violently.

Glen kept sucking ‘til I was completely drained then, letting go of me, increased his tempo in Catherine’s arse and quickly brought himself to an almighty orgasm, exploding his semen into Catherine’s bowel once more.

She orgasmed even more violently!

When we had all settled down I suggested it might be time to set sail and take Glen back to Mungo Brush.

Catherine smiled up at me from the lounge. “Yes please. I don’t think my body could handle any more penetrations in any orifice, no matter how much pleasure you both have given me.”

I looked at Glen and said “Well mate, I think we could describe this as a lady well satisfied!”

“Any time you need me for further satisfaction, just call me. I’ll only be too happy to oblige. And Catherine, I’ve already told Rob, you are the most amazing, sexual women I have ever had the great pleasure of meeting. I hope it won’t be the last time we see each other.”

Catherine smiled. “Well Glen, you just never know!”

In Search of Tamar Ch. 7: Chris facilitates female bonding in Jerusalem

The Jerusalem Express pulled out of the new Tel Aviv Central Station. The new station was a lot cleaner than the old open-air station, and air-conditioning was a definite plus in an Israeli summer. The new toilets lacked the bouquet of the old ones. Still, I missed the charm of the shops and restaurants around the open bus stands that contributed to the charming Middle Eastern chaos of the old tachanah merkazit.

The bus laboured up Highway 1 to Jerusalem past the wrecked armoured vehicles from the 1948 war, now painted in gorgeous primer. Since the war of independence, Israel was still trying to find a national identity, the same way Canadians have been since 1867. Take the three major cities as an example. Jerusalem and Tel Aviv were just a hundred kilometers apart but they could just as well be on different continents. Haifa must be on the moon on that scale. The Israeli rhyme “Jerusalem prays and Tel Aviv plays, while Haifa works” (hey, the whole thing rhymes in Hebrew) was absolutely the truth. People in Tel Aviv are big city, rude and crude, like Parisians or New Yorkers. Haifa is strictly blue collar, as friendly and practical as most of the working class. Jerusalem is subdued, conservative, very old-world and reeking of its religious connections. Call it a side effect of Jerusalem being the capital of the world’s only Jewish State but that’s the reality my bus was heading for.

You can see these urban differences in the way women dress. Haifa women wouldn’t look out of place in a small-town trailer park. Otherwise, Israeli women dress stylishly but the styles are far more conservative in Jerusalem. For example, Tel Aviv women wear their jeans cut so low that I assumed they kept them from falling down with a piece of Velcro snagging their bush. Crack-of-young-woman’s-ass is such a common sight in Tel Aviv that I gave up staring. Too much female plumber’s bum creates indifference. The point I’m trying to make is, if I woke up from a coma in Israel, I could immediately tell if the hospital was in Haifa, Jerusalem or Tel Aviv just by looking at the nearest woman.

In Jerusalem, I checked into the same hotel where I once fucked Tamar. Call me sentimental or just a believer in fucking luck. As I waited while the desk clerk took down my registration details and copied out my passport, I noticed that my clerk seemed to take extra interest in my case. I believe in equality, so I started to take an interest in my desk clerk. Her nametag stated that she had the wonderfully redundant name, Taliah Tal. I think I’ve already mentioned to you that Israeli women are world class champions in the chest department. Taliah’s chest was even bigger than the typical Israeli woman. Her gigantic boobs jiggled up, down and from side to side as she went with my passport from the copier to the reservation files, to the computer and back to me.

As Taliah explained the hotel’s amenities at length, I pored over Taliah’s amenities. Taliah had red hair almost touching her shoulder blades. Red hair in a Jew betrays an Edomite milkman somewhere in her family line. Below a conservatively low Jerusalem hemline, I could make out shapely legs. Some guys might assume that Taliah was unattractive just because you wouldn’t find many of her features, such as her padded hips, prominent jaw or her heavy eyebrows, on the body of a high fashion model. Well, I’m different. True, Nobody would call Taliah a raving beauty, yet there was something appealingly wholesome about this woman. Taliah was the kind of woman you’d take home to Mother, especially if Mother happened to be Jewish. Of course, when Mother was away in the kitchen making the hummus, you’d get your hand under Taliah’s sweater and play with her juicy avatiach (watermelons).

Taliah concluded the verbal hotel tour with a winning smile and a very open-ended question: “So, Chris, may I be of any further assistance to you in your stay at the XXXXX Hotel?”

As with everyone in Israel’s tourist industry, Taliah spoke flawless English, especially if you compared it to my halting Hebrew. Yes, Taliah could help me a little bit. I pulled out the envelope with Tamar’s return address and pointed it out to Taliah.

“I don’t read Hebrew handwriting but I want to look up an old friend at this address. Taliah, can you tell me how far away this is and about how much the taxi fare will be”

Taliah’s eyes opened wide. “Are you meshugah? This is in Mea Shearim, near the Old City. Why would a nice foreigner like you want to go there? Mea Shearim is a ghetto for the haridim (ultra-orthodox). I’m Jewish and even I don’t meet their standards. Dressed the way you are and without a kippah, they’ll probably stone you to death at the Damascus Gate.”

“Thanks for the advice, Taliah but I have to go there. It’s my reason for coming to Jerusalem. I need to look up an old friend who lives there. Don’t worry, I have a change sarıyer escort of clothes for the occasion.”

“Can you take a little advice? Don’t go to Mea Shearim. It’s no place for a goy. Look, my shift ends at 3:00 this afternoon. Why don’t I show you how secular Israelis boogie here in Jerusalem? I’ll make you forget all about those zonot (whores) in Tel Aviv and the burkhas in Mea Shearim. Tell me, I’ve heard that you Canadian men have deadly tongues. And is it true that all Canadians are circumcised, even the Gentiles?”

Isn’t Israel a great country? I hadn’t even checked in to my hotel room and a horny young woman was already checking out my tongue and my zain. Any guy with an IQ above the room temperature and all his parts working will never be lonely in Israel. Besides, Taliah’s big boobs were tempting me. I was halfway to accepting Taliah’s proposition when my conscience reminded me that my prime directive on this trip was supposed to be finding Tamar. My apparent ambivalence didn’t escape Taliah’s notice, so she put a little more on the table.

“Maybe one Israeli woman isn’t enough? I’ll ask my girlfriend Gyula to join us. Gyula’s boyfriend, Gideon Katan is in Zahal reserves. Gideon’s unit was called up for three weeks of service in the Territories. She’s so desperate for a few centimeters of zain after just one week that she can’t go near the melafafon (cucumbers) at the super. How does that sound, Chris? You, me and Gyula? You’ll have one Israeli woman at your nose and another at your toes.”

“Taliah, I hate turning down an offer like that but….”

Taliah switched on her pouty look. “Then, it’s me, isn’t it? I think you don’t want me because I’m just not pretty enough for you. Don’t you know that plain girls like me work harder in bed than the pretty ones? Don’t you want to see what a plain girl like Taliah can do for you?”

Obviously, Taliah had superb Jewish Guilt skills and wasn’t shy to pour it on. She also had a bit of female intuition that I really wouldn’t mind getting into her pants. Taliah played my male horniness off against my basically kind nature. I had to buy some time here.

“That’s not it at all, Taliah. Under different circumstances, I could really go for you but I hope someone in Mea Shearim is still waiting for me. I can promise you this, at least. If I don’t find what I’m looking for in Mea Shearim, we’ll go out together, I promise. And maybe I’ll even solve Gyula’s problem for her.”

Taliah seemed OK with a conditional offer. I decided to accept her advice and change my clothes and grab my kippah before heading to Mea Shearim. The taxi dumped me on a corner and motioned that the address I wanted was “up there, somewhere”. I looked up the warren of narrow alleys and then at the sign that announced in Hebrew, Arabic and English that everyone entering the area should be modestly dressed, etc., etc. It wasn’t a particularly friendly, “Y’all welcome” sign but I suppose it was better than “Abandon hope all ye who enter.”

Finally, I found the address near a place where one narrow passageway made a fork with another. It was one of a series of Jerusalem stone row houses that originally looked alike but successive owners had given some individuality with distinctive doors and flower boxes on both floors. I didn’t know what to expect when I knocked on the door. I waited impatiently for several minutes.

The door opened slowly, revealing my lost Tamar. She stood there in a long-sleeved ankle-length baggy 18th century dress that covered all body parts except her hands and face. That was enough for recognition purposes. I could never forget her olive skin, dark eyes, Semitic nose and black hair, even if it was now shoulder length. As for her luscious body and big chest that I had ravished, forget it. Tamar was dressed just like any ultra-orthodox Jewish woman you could find in Mehane Yehuda.

We stood staring at each other speechless. I can only imagine what was going on in Tamar’s mind. As for me, did Tamar’s clothing indicate that she got religion in the five years we were apart? If not, did she still want me if she knew I fucked both her friends and her foes along the way. Another woman’s voice called from the upstairs floor in Ashkenazik Hebrew:

“Who is it, Tamar?”

“Just some goy who’s lost, Rebuttzin Avigail. I’ll be right upstairs as soon as I give him directions.” Tamar lowered her voice; “I can’t be seen talking to you here. Go back to your hotel and wait for me in the lobby tomorrow morning. We need to do some serious talking, Chris.”

Tamar smiled and closed the door. I walked back to the spot the taxi had left me looking just like the misplaced Gentile I was. I didn’t like the thought of waiting another day to get together with Tamar but I learned the hard way to accept Tamar Ya’akov’s Israeli street smarts. With the rest of the day and night ahead of me, I hopped the number 4 bus halkalı escort back to my hotel.

There’s not a lot to do on a city bus tied up in a Middle Eastern traffic jam except to think. At first, I was happy that I was going to get laid tomorrow. Or maybe not. What if Tamar got religion big time and all she wanted to do was convert me? Now I regretted being so blasé with Taliah’s proposition. And what if that guy with the knapsack who just got on was the suicide bomber? That’s what happens as a result of too much thinking. The first thing I did when I returned to the hotel was to ask Taliah if her offer still stood. She grabbed her pelaphone:

“Gyula, do you remember that good-looking foreigner I told you about?…You don’t. Then, do you remember what I told you about Canadian men and tongues?….So now you remember….Yes, Gyula, this Canadian foreigner wants to do us both tonight….Just meet us at Albergo Finkelstein and let me take it from there.”

Like any Jerusalemite, Taliah was quite proud of the ethnic restaurants in her city. Albergo Finkelstein managed to be Italian and still keep a kosher license. I ordered a bottle of Kibbutz Hagafen Cabernet Sauvignon Casher from Finkelstein’s wine card. I loved that vintage ever since my encounter with Rimona Katz on the kibbutz. As I swirled the wine around my glass and brought it to my lips in my best wine snob manner, the “nose” of the casher wine reminded me of my “nose” in Rimona Katz’ casher pussy. If my Hebrew was any good, tonight I was going to get my nose and my tongue into, not just one, but two sweet Israeli pussies.

As I was refilling Taliah’s glass, I felt a soft, small hand on my shoulder. I turned to find a gorgeous blonde who said in Hebrew, “Shmi (I’m) Gyula Gal. Atah (You must be) Chris. Shev. (Don’t get up.)” I was about to answer in Hebrew when Taliah jumped in. “Chris, you must understand that Gyula didn’t exactly come out at the top of her high school class. In fact she flunked English. She can’t speak a word of it. I’ll have to translate everything for you.”

Then Taliah and Gyula launched into a rapid-fire Hebrew conversation, excluding me, supposedly the night’s main attraction. For all their respect for Canadian tongues, they couldn’t fathom a Canadian speaking the Hebrew tongue. I didn’t mind this little misunderstanding by the two women. Listening to people talk when they thought I couldn’t understand somehow appealed to the voyeur in me. To tell you the truth, the two women talked so fast that it was all I could do to follow the thread of their conversation while pretending I didn’t understand a fucking thing.

The gist of their conversation, I gathered, consisted of Taliah attempting to convince Gyula to try oral sex. Apparently Gideon Katan had never had his Hebrew tongue into Gyula’s pussy, something that Taliah was convinced that Canadians were best at. Of course, Canadians are world-class when it comes to muff diving. How Taliah gained this knowledge working behind the desk of a three-star Jerusalem hotel was a fact I probably didn’t need to know.

If Taliah was tongue deep into oral sex, Gyula was equally reluctant to try a licking. She had prissy hang-ups about whether she had gotten herself clean enough for oral sex and whether I would like how she tasted. As the conversation wore on, I had to agree with Taliah. Gyula wasn’t too bright. As for me, I learned a lot of new words for feminine hygiene matters in Hebrew.

The other thing that fascinated me was the relationship between these women. I sensed that Taliah didn’t like Gyula an awful lot but Gyula was too blonde to figure this out. However, Taliah hung around Gyula just to have a crack at the guys that a blondini in Israel attracted. Taliah had an industrial-strength inferiority complex when it came to her looks. Tonight, Taliah was lording it over Gyula. Taliah had discovered me and wasn’t she great for bringing me to Gyula’s attention. I let Taliah take her power trip. I played dumb on Hebrew and let Taliah translate or ignore me as she saw fit.

While I was expanding my Hebrew vocabulary and investigating female relationships, I took the opportunity to look Gyula over. Gyula was quite pleasant on the eyes, almost cutsie-poo. She dyed her hair blonde and her makeup and nails were impeccable. She could have been a high fashion model if it wasn’t for her big Israeli hooters. Gyula had a rack on her almost as big as Taliah’s. The fashion industry doesn’t want spectacular boobs to compete with the clothes. Gyula’s job as a clerk in a fashion boutique was as close as she’d get to the fashion runway. From her stylish clothing, she obviously believed in her product.

Eventually, Taliah convinced Gyula to come along for the, umh, ride and try out oral sex. Taliah basked in her newfound power as the three of us made our way back to my room. Taliah also hadn’t figured out yet that I had a slight command of escort bakırköy Hebrew. She talked incessantly how the hotel was a bottomless pool of foreign zain, both circumcised and uncircumcised. All of this was in aid of impressing Gyula. Finally, the three of us were in my room. Taliah did all the work, taking my clothes off. Gyula stood there as if she never saw a naked goy in her life.

“See, he’s circumcised, just the way I said he would be.”

“Ben zonah! You never said that he was this big. What am I going to do with this log?”

“What are you saying, Gyula? They don’t lay their zain on the desk when they check in. How was I supposed to know that he had this monster between his legs? If you don’t want to eat this hunk of meat, then I’ll have it all to myself. Just leave now.”

“No way, my friend. I need a bit of zain so much that I’ll even jump this stump.”

“So you see it my way then. First, I’ll let his beard tickle my thighs while he eats my pussy. You don’t appreciate how good foreigners are at eating pussy. Did you remember to bring the galoshes for some protection?”

They both pushed me on my back on the bed and started to undress in a businesslike manner. If they were intimidated by the size of my zain, I was just as awed by their tits when they finally removed their bras. I was so impressed by these four round masses bobbing back and forth that I completely ignored their pussies when they dropped their panties.

Taliah and Gyula started out on my chest, kissing it and licking my nipples. Taliah moved up on me, kissing my chest and shoulders, ending up thrusting that tongue into my mouth. Gyula moved down on me and ended up with a hand on the zain, kissing and licking the sides. Since I first saw Taliah, I had to get my hands on her tits. Gyula was out of reach but Taliah’s tits were handy. They were soft and big, too big for one hand. Taliah’s nipples rose immediately, either from my touch or due to expectations about the Canadian tongue.

Taliah interrupted my explorations of her Hills of Judea and plunked herself on my face. I grabbed her hips to make enough space so I could get my tongue through her red bush and between her pussy lips. Gyula hand was shaking as she licked my stick. Gyula’s licking was redundant as Taliah’s pussy reeked of pheromones that went instantly from nose to zain. Gyula got a rubber from somewhere and rolled it down the zain. It snapped like a pair of doctor’s latex gloves and felt just as thick.

Gyula mounted me and started to carefully work my zain in or at least I think she did. I was too occupied with red-haired pussy in the face. I think I’ve told you already that Israeli rubber is the best defense against premature ejaculation. I started licking Taliah slowly at first below the clit and lightly between her inner lips. Then another stroke, never touching the clit until it was well swollen. At the right moment, I lightly licked Taliah’s clit on the top until she came.

I had to come up for air after eating so much Israeli pussy. I took a quick glance over at the full-length mirror on the hotel room wall. Taliah embraced Gyula, rubbing their tits together. I felt Taliah’s hand slip into Taliah’s slit and start playing with her clit. Sometimes it takes a woman to know what another woman needs and Taliah obviously knew what it takes. Gyula overcame her fear of big zain, or else forgot about me entirely, and let the whole thing slide in. I suspect it was the latter because Gyula started to play with red-haired pussy, leaving me with nothing to do but watch the two friends become even better friends.

After the two women made each other come, Taliah got off me and told Gyula to get off so she could get a bit of zain now. No response. I looked at Gyula. Her eyes were rolled back in her head and her full weight rested on my hips. Gyula was already all fucked-out or all played-out or dead. Gently, I rolled over and Taliah and I put Gyula on the side of the bed to recover.

Taliah got on her back, knees up, thick thighs in a V formation. Surreptitiously, I peeled off the rubber. I wasn’t getting any feel with it on. I got in the missionary position and Taliah grabbed my zain. She was so eager to get fucked that she didn’t even notice that I was bare. She spread her pussy wide open and placed the tip of my zain exactly on the right spot. Without any hesitation, I shoved my zain past a wet mass of red pubes and soaking wet pussy lips deep into Taliah’s interior.

Tonight wasn’t the night to take my time teasing one woman while another one was waiting. Taliah was tight but so well lubricated I slid in and out without any trouble. Man, did this woman ever feel great, tight enough to give a great feel but not so tight that I couldn’t get it in. Fucking Taliah was just like putting on and taking off a comfortable slipper. I easily slid all the way in, the tip slamming up against the end of her cunt.

The whole operation was aided by Taliah’s well-padded bottom. A big ass might not be aesthetic to some people. It may be just my opinion but a big ass aligns cunt just right for the missionary position. Sarah Liebowitz, Tamar’s full-figured friend, taught me that. I’d fuck Sarah missionary any time if she didn’t have such a big stomach to go along with her big ass.

Before I start the next part I would like to repeat the last few lines of part 2.

‘Have any of the three men fucked you in the ass hole?’ I asked.

‘All three of them,’ she giggled, ‘my husband fucked me in my ass hole during my period. Murad bhai loves fucking my asshole because my sister does not allow him to fuck hers and you know about pathans. They are partial to assholes by birth.’

‘Yes but of young boys not girls,’ I laughed. ‘Khan Sahib loves fucking an ass hole. He does not care whether it belongs to a boy or a girl.’ she laughed, ‘maybe this is the reason they have no children.’

‘You mean Khan sahiba is still a virgin?’ I asked.

‘Of course not, I was joking. The truth is that Khan Sahib prefers to fuck his wife in her asshole rather than her cunt,’ she replied, ‘enough now fuck me.’

‘Ab main teri gaand maaroonga (I will but in your ass hole),’ I said.

Now for part 3:

Sunday, 21st May (continued):

‘Theek hai lakin apna laurda dheere se meri gaand main gusserdna kyon ki woh bahut mota hai (All right but insert your cock gently in my asshole because it is very thick.’

‘Of course,’ I said.

She got into gaand fuck position. I applied vaseline on her asshole. Then placing my cock on her back door I lunged forward.

‘AAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIEEEEEEEE,’ she screamed as my cock was buried to the hilt inside her butt.

‘SAHEBJI, I SAID GENTLY,’ she groaned.

‘Why gently? Your gaand is very experienced,’ I laughed and commenced to fuck her.

After five minutes or so she screamed, ‘SAHEBJI, FUCK ME FASTER AND HARDER. Y…HESSS RUB MY CHOOT. OH OHHH Y…HESSSSSSSSSS,’ and came. Few strokes later I spurted my seed in her asshole.

I lit a cigarette and she lay playing with my tool. Suddenly she looked at her watch. ‘Oh my God! It is nearly six. I must go. The girls will be back soon,’ she exclaimed.

When she was leaving kissing me said, ‘Doctor, you have a formidable thermometer. My fever is gone.’

‘Ma’am, whenever you feel feverish again just drop in. My thermometer is at your disposal,’ I replied in the same vein.

Sunday, 21st May (EXCERPTS FROM SHAZIA’S DAIRY):

Dear dairy,

When we entered our room on return from Pashupatinath Temple khala was sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair and humming a tune. Nusrat and I looked at each other and smiled.

‘Khala, how are you now?’ Saira inquired.

‘I’m feeling fine. I have slept all day and just finished having a shower. How was your trip?’ she said. Saira went into a long explanation.

While Saira was describing our trip, I whispered to Nusrat, ‘Lagta hai Sahebji ne khala ko dono taraf se bahut choda (It seems Sahebji has fucked several times from both sides).’

‘Tera matlab hai Sahebji ne khala gaand bhi maari hai? (You mean to say that Sahebji has fucked her also in her asshole?’ Nusrat asked.

‘Sahebji fucks not only us but everyone in their asshole,’ I said.

‘What are you two whispering about?’ Khala asked.

‘We were just saying how rested and relaxed you look,’ I said.

‘Yes, my dear. I really required this rest. It is like it has rejuvenated me,’ khala smiled.

While eating dinner, I asked, winking at Nusrat,’ Khala, may I have a glass of wine?’

‘Of course, what about you two? Shazia, order one glass for me also,’ she replied still lost in her own world. I looked meaningfully at Nusrat. When we were half way through our meal Sahebji dropped in.

‘Sahebji, take a chair and have dinner with us,’ khala said.

‘No thank you I’m in a hurry. I stopped by only to confirm tomorrow’s program. Is it still on?’ Sahebji said.

‘Of course, we are looking forward to it.’ khala replied.

‘Okay. We’ll leave around ten. Please be ready,’ he said and waving good night went off.

When we were in bed I asked Nusrat, ‘What do you say? Has she been fucked silly or not?’

‘I think so otherwise she would not have never permitted us to drink two glasses of wine,’ Nusrat giggled.

‘Three down one more to go,’ I giggled.

‘One more? You mean Saira? She will never surrender her virginity to Sahebji. I have heard her say on many occasions that her cherry is the property of her husband to be and she’ll save it for him,’ Nusrat whispered back.

‘One doesn’t know what will happen. Just think, first I ask a person I’d just met to fuck me. Then you let him deflower you and now he has fucked khala also. I say there is something in the air here,’ I whispered.

‘Strange isn’t it?’ Nusrat said, ‘but I don’t think Saira will let Sahebji pop her cherry.’

‘We’ll see,’ I said and decided to keep an eye on Saira.

Monday, 22nd May:

Shazia and Nusrat came to my suite in the morning. After I fucked them once each Sahzia said, ‘Sahebji, did you fuck khala yesterday?’

‘Did you like her choot?’ Nusrat giggled.

I did not like to kiss and tell. Therefore I said, ‘Kissne kaha ki maine khala ko choda hai (Who said that I have fucked khala?)’

‘No one it escort is our guess,’ Shazia said hesitatingly.

‘Didn’t khala stay back to get her cunt plugged by your big cock?’ Nusrat asked.

‘Let me ask you something. If Khala, Saira or for that matter a stranger asks me if I had fucked you two then I should tell them?’ I said.

‘Of course not,’ Shazia shot back.

‘No definitely not. Khala would kill us,’ Nusrat exclaimed.

‘Then let us worry our own choot not others,’ I said, ‘who is next?’

After I fucked them once each they left.

We all met at breakfast. The hotel had packed a lunch hamper for us. I had rented a car. We loaded the lunch hamper in the car and drove off. We were all in a good mood especially the girls. They told jokes and anecdotes. Laughing and singing we reached our destination in about ninety minutes. When we arrived there were two cars already parked there.

‘Ladies, we are here,’ I said.

‘Where is the grand view you promised?’ Shazia asked.

‘Yeah, I can’t see any mountains,’ Nusrat giggled.

‘You have to climb to top of this hill to see the view,’ I explained.

‘How mean? You didn’t tell us that we’ll have to climb a mountain,’ Saira said.

‘You have heard the saying, “no gain without pain” and it is a hill not a mountain. I assure you when you reach the top then you’ll be rewarded by the most fantastic view,’ I said.

‘How long we’ll have to climb?’ Shazia asked.

‘I guess about one hour and thirty minutes,’ I said.

‘Come on girls let us start,’ khala said.

‘What about our lunch basket?’ Nusrat asked.

‘If one of you helps me carry the basket then we can picnic on the top otherwise we eat when we come down,’ I said.

‘We’ll eat on the top,’ they decided.

‘Okay, we’ll carry it together. You hold one end by turns and I’ll hold the other,’ I said.

When we were half way up Saira twisted her ankle. With the help of Nusrat she hobbled to a shady spot under a tree and sat down. ‘I can’t walk any more,’ she wailed with tears in her eyes.

‘You three go and I’ll stay behind and keep poor Saira company,’ khala said.

‘Khala, if you permit I’ll stay with Saira. I have seen the view before and you haven’t. It is really worth seeing,’ I said.

Khala started to protest but Shazia cut her short, saying, ‘Sahebji is right. Let him stay with Saira. You yourself said that he won’t eat her. Saira is a big girl. She can take care of herself.’ Saira blushed.

‘I didn’t mean it that way,’ khala protested.

‘Nor did I,’ Shazia said ‘We’ll leave the lunch basket here and eat lunch when we come back.’

‘Don’t you dare eat our share of the lunch,’ Nusrat laughed.

‘Is it hurting a lot?’ I asked when they had left.

‘Yes, Sahebji, I can hardly bear it. Look it has started to swell,’ Saira replied.

‘Oh that reminds me,’ I said and on searching my pockets found the bottle of Arnica 30, a homeopathic medicine.

‘Here eat these,’ I said measuring counting out six pills.

‘What is this?’ Saira asked.

‘They are magic pills. They will mitigate the pain and your ankle won’t swell,’ I said.

‘How do I take them? With Water?’ Saira asked.

‘No, just put then in your mouth and they will melt on their own,’ I said.

‘Oh they are sweet,’ Saira said.

After ten minutes I asked, ‘How is the pain?’

‘It is better,’ she conceded.

‘I told you. They are magic pills. I always carry them with me on holidays,’ I said.

‘Thank you, Sahebji, thank you. I already had visions of spending the rest of the holidays in bed,’ she said extending her hand.

I took her hand in mine and said, ‘In our family there is a traditional way to thank a friend.’

‘What is your family’s traditional way to thank a friend?’ she asked innocently. I bent forward and kissed her tenderly on her lips.

‘Why did you kiss me?’ she asked without moving away.

‘I didn’t kiss you. I only showed you our family’s way to thank a friend,’ I smiled. ‘

‘You are a bad man,’ she laughed.

Encouraged by the fact that did not create a scene I gathered her in my arms and kissed her again. At first she struggled a little but then she melted in my arms and kissed me back. When the kiss broke, she panted, ‘Why did you kiss me now?’

‘You won’t be angry if I tell you,’ I said. She shook her head.

‘Saira, you are so beautiful. I wanted to kiss you the moment I laid eyes on you,’ I said.

‘You flatterer, you say this to every woman you meet. You said the same thing to khala the other night,’ she replied with a twinkle in her eyes.

‘You know that I meant you not khala,’ I said.

‘Yes I know,’ she giggled.

‘Take one more dose of the magic pills and I guarantee that by tomorrow your ankle will be as good as new,’ I said.

‘Really! If it happens then I’ll give you anything you want,’ she said. Unconsciously she placed her hands in front of her choot as if to protect it should I ask sex hikaye her for it.

‘What would you like?’ she said.

I looked towards her cunt. She blushed prettily and waited for my answer with increasing nervousness. ‘I would like you to take a walk with me alone,’ I said. She sighed in relief and her naughty smile was back on her lips. ‘Okay, wish granted,’ she giggled.

‘Thank you,’ I said.

‘That is no way to thank me. Won’t you thank me traditional way?’ she said pouting her lips and raising her face.

‘Of course, I will,’ I replied and gathering her in my arms kissed her passionately. She kissed me back with the same fervor.

‘Oh SSji,’ she moaned when the kiss broke.

‘SSji?’ I said raising my eyebrow.

‘It is a short form of Saheb Sahebji. I think of you as SSji. I hope you don’t mind my,’ she said blushing.

‘Not at all,’ I replied kissing her again.

Now I kissed Saira when I wanted without any objection from her. Once while kissing her I squeezed her shapely tits. Immediately she caught my hand and broke the kiss.

‘Aapne meri chuchi kyon dabayi? (Why did you press my boobs?)’ she asked with a hurt look.

‘I was only doing what I was told,’ I said with a straight face.

‘Doing as you were told? I never said you could squeeze my titties?’ she said getting angry.

‘No you didn’t but they did,’ I said pointing to her boobs, ‘since we met they are saying to me “we are so pretty and well shaped, why don’t you squeeze us. Yes, Sahebji, go ahead we would like that” so not wanting to insult them I pressed your boobs,’ I grinned.

‘You are a bad man,’ Saira laughed, then suddenly becoming serious added, ‘SSji, please don’t. I would like to think of you as a good friend.’

After this I kissed her only and resisted the temptation to touch her boobs. Once when we were kissing we heard a loud ‘AHEM’. Breaking the kiss we turned around and saw Shazia watching us.

‘Sorry, I made you break your kiss,’ Shazia laughed.

‘We were not kissing,’ Saira replied with feigned indignation, ‘something had fallen in my eye and SS… I mean Sahebji was taking it out.’

‘Likely story,’ Shazia giggled, ‘if you like you may kiss him again. Sorry I should have said let him take out “something from your eye” before the others come. I’ll look the other side.’

Saira blushed and looked away. Few minutes later khala and Nusrat joined us.

‘How was the view?’ I asked unpacking the lunch hamper.

‘It was breathtaking. I haven’t seen such a grand view before,’ khala said.

‘Were you able to see the Mount Everest?’ I asked.

‘Unfortunately no. It was covered with clouds,’ Nusrat said.

‘Pity, I thought that you may see it today because it is a clear day,’ I said.

‘Never mind but what we saw was magnificent,’ Shazia said.

During lunch khala, Shazia and Nusrat talked only of the view of the Himalayan range and Saira maintained an embarrassed silence. Shazia and I tried to involve her in our talks but she replied in monosyllables.

After lunch we prepared to leave. ‘Khala, if you can manage the hamper I’ll help Saira down?’ I said.

‘Don’t worry, we’ll manage. You look after Saira,’ khala replied.

I put my arm around Saira and lifted her on her feet. She could not put weight on her ankle but sort of hop with my support. ‘You go ahead. We’ll follow at a much slower pace,’ I said.

Khala and Nusrat started the descent carrying the hamper between them.

‘Kiss as much as you like. I won’t look back,’ Shazia giggled and hurried off after them.

Poor Saira, she turned beet root red at her suggestion. ‘Don’t mind her. She is just pulling your leg,’ I said kissing her.

Our progress was slow. Every now and then I would kiss Saira. ‘Please SSji, they will see us,’ Saira protested.

‘They won’t. They are too busy talking,’ I said kissing her again.

Every few minutes I had to renew my grip on Saira because she kept slipping. Once when she slipped I grabbed her tits. ‘SSJI, DON’T!’ Saira protested loudly.

‘Shh, they’ll hear,’ I said squeezing her boobs, ‘this way I’ll have some thing to hold on to and you wouldn’t keep slipping.’

‘You are a bad man,’ Saira laughed and let my hand be.

Now I could squeeze her titties when I wanted. I kept kissing her and pressing her boobs at regular intervals. We soon arrived at the bottom of the hill and after loading the car drove back to the hotel.

I helped Saira to her room. ‘Take six pills every four hours,’ I said giving her the bottle, ‘I’ll see if I have an ointment for applying on the ankle.’

I went up to the suite and after locating the ointment, I returned to their room. ‘Khala, rub this ointment on her ankle every four hours,’ I said to her, ‘Saira’s ankle will be as good as new by tomorrow.’

Khala started to apply the ointment on Saira’s ankle and I returned to my room. Ten minutes later the bell rang. khala was at the door.

‘Good that you have nişantaşı escort come,’ I said letting her in, ‘I was getting bored.’

‘Let us fuck. I don’t have much time. I must return soon,’ she said undressing.

‘How did you manage to get away?’ I asked joining her in bed.

‘I told them I am going down to the coffee shop,’ khala said, ‘mujhe phata phat chodo mere pas time nahin hai (Fuck me quickly. I don’t have much time).’

After a most satisfying fuck, I asked, lighting a cigarette, ‘What are the others doing?’

‘Saira is in bed nursing her ankle. Shazia and Nusrat are asleep. Poor girls, they were very tired. You know that they get up very early to go jogging,’ khala said, ‘I must leave now,’ and got up.

‘Khala ruko. Mujhe ek baari aur chodene do phir chali jaana (Khala wait. Let me fuck you one more time then you can go),’ I said.

‘Apna lund zaldi se kharda karo nahin tau main ja rahi hoon (Make your cock hard quickly otherwise I am going),’ khala said.

‘Sweetheart, what I the hurry?’ I said pulling her back into bed, ‘Let me finish my cigarette first.’

After I had banged her the second time, she left.

When I was eating dinner I saw Shazia and Nusrat enter the dinning room. I waved to them to join me. They came and settled down. ‘Where are the other two?’ I asked.

‘Saira is in bed and khala didn’t want to leave her alone, therefore she is eating in the room.’

‘Is Saira feeling any better?’ I asked.

‘Thanks to your magic pills she is much better. Now she can hobble around in the room,’ Shazia said.

‘I think she’ll be okay by tomorrow,’ Nusrat said, ‘Sahebji, may we have a some wine?’

‘Sure but within reason,’ I said.

‘What is your program tomorrow?’ I asked when we had finished our meal.

‘We haven’t decided yet but one program is certain,’ Nusrat giggled.

‘Which is?’ I inquired innocently.

‘That we’ll go jogging in the morning,’ Shazia laughed.

‘I’ll look forward to it,’ I replied.

Tuesday, 23rd May:

The next morning Shazia and Nusrat came as promised. I fucked them two times each then they left.

On the way to breakfast I stopped in the girls room. Saira was limping around the room. ‘How is the patient?’ I asked.

‘I am feeling much better,’ Saira said, ‘I’ll be fit by evening.’

‘Aren’t you coming down for breakfast?’ I asked.

‘No, I’ll eat here,’ Saira said.

‘Where are the others?’ I said taking her in my arms.

‘Not here. Khala is the bathroom. She can come out any time,’ she said freeing herself from my arms.

‘Meet me by the book shop at six in the evening,’ I whispered. She nodded. Just the khala emerged from the bathroom.

‘Hello Sahebji, what are you doing here?’ she asked.

‘I stopped by to ask how the patient is doing,’ I replied.

‘She is fine. khala said. Then I took my leave.

When I entered the dinning room I spotted Shazia and Nusrat. I joined them.

I didn’t see any of them the whole morning. In the afternoon khala came to my room for her daily cum shot. ‘How is Saira?’ I asked.

‘Thanks to your magic pills, she is jumping around like a young gazelle,’ khala giggled.

At six I met Saira. We went for a walk through the exotic flora. The hotel had provided pathways through them for the guests to walk on and admire these beauties of nature.

In the next half an hour we walked so deep inside that no one was in sight. I led her off the path and I took her in my arms. She raised her face and closed her eyes. I placed my lips on her lips.

Then pulling her to me I started to kiss her passionately. Surprised at intensity of my passion she struggled to free herself from my grip but after a few seconds her body melted against mine. Her mouth opened and our tongues fought the battle of the tongues.

With one arm I held her tightly against my body and with the other hand I pressed her bottoms to my crotch rubbing my hard on against her choot (cunt). After several minutes when we came up for air we were gasping for air.

She made no effort to withdraw herself from my arms. I again kissed her but this time tenderly. She sighed audibly. With my free hand I squeezed her beautiful boobs.

‘Oh SSji,’ she moaned.

I kept kissing her and kneading her boobs. ‘Saira, I want you. I have wanted you from the minute I saw you. Please darling, say you’ll be mine,’ I panted.

‘Oh SSji, I love you. I’ve loved you from the moment you came to our table and presented the rose to khala but looked at me,’ Saira moaned.

We kissed again passionately rubbing our crotches against each other.

‘Please SSji, stop. I am so aroused that you’ll make me lose control and fu…’ she said but stopped midway blushing and lowering her eyes in embarrassment.

‘Oh darling, me too. Let us go deeper. No one then see us,’ I said trying to lead her deeper into the foliage.

‘SSji, listen to me. I’ve not done this sort of thing before. I’m a virgin. In my dreams my lover takes me for the first time in bed. He takes me in his arms and kisses me. Then undresses me kissing and caressing every part of my body and so on. SSji, I want to cherish the occasion and not lose my cherry behind a bush, half dressed and half undressed, like teenager in a hurry,’ Saira said.

…Continued form Ibiza Summer fun 1.

We went to our respective rooms which were quite modest being on a back packers budget! I got showered and shaved and put on some jeans and a shirt. The shirt was reasonably tight so I was happy with the way it showed off my arms and shoulders. I had been working out a lot and living healthily prior to leaving on my trip so was in great shape.

I knocked on the girls door and they let me in. They both gave me a kiss and said I looked and smelt good. Tori was already dressed in a tiny pair of black hot pants and heels and had a loose fitting halter top that showed off her bare mid-riff. It had a plunging neckline which amazed me as to how it kept her tits in!

was still wrapped in a towel as she dried he hair. Once she was done she removed the towel and slipped on a tiny g-string and then a tight black mini-dress which only finished just above her ass. It was slit down the front which showed her ample cleavage. She looked amazing! They both looked amazing!

We left the hostel and walked around the streets of Ibiza for an hour until it was time to meet Mel and Jim for dinner. The girls were getting plenty of looks as we walked the streets. But most girls in Ibiza were dressed very skimpily so they looked the part! At 10pm we met the others and settled in for dinner and drinks. At midnight we went to another bar and had a round of shots followed by another. Everyone was starting to loosen up and was having a great time. The sexual tension was starting to return as Mel started dancing around and hugging and kissing us all on the cheek. She was wearing these long white pants which clung to her like a second skin and a tight fitting bandeau type top which finished above her belly button so her delicate abdominal muscles were showing. She had a belly button piercing (Which I had noticed at the beach earlier) which had a strand of silver chain which hung down a couple of inches and swayed around freely as she danced around. God she looked hot. Kim and Tori were getting into the swing of it as well and the three girls started to pretend dirty dance with other. Jim, who was dressed in Jeans and a loose fitting button up white shirt, and I chatted and admired the girls.

At about 1.30am we decided it was time to go to the club. There was a cue starting to form so I wasn’t looking forward to the wait to get in. Jim spoke to the guy on the door in Spanish and we were immediately ushered through the alternative (VIP) entrance, through the back of the kitchen and up to our booth where we had a great view of the dancefloor and the DJ and also the stage where the female dancers were moving to the upbeat house music. We sat on the couches as the tray of drinks had arrived. It was various bottles of spirits and bottles of mixers. We all had a vodka and toasted to the start of a good night. I thanked Jim very much as if it weren’t for he and Mel’s generosity, there was no way, Kim, Tori and I would be in the VIP section as we were on a back packers budget! He told me that we were welcome but just said

‘All you have to do in return is whatever Mel tells you to!”

I must have had a curious look on my face as he tapped his drink glass against mine, gave me a wink and said:

“Now have a good night!” He got up and started to talk to Tori while Mel sidled up next to me! Her thigh rubbed against mine as she shot me a very sexy look and started telling me that she knew tonight was going to be a really good night.

“Here, this is şişli escort for you, its ok, we all have one now” she said as she pushed a little packet into the pocket of my jeans. I felt into my pocket and found what was obviously a small bag of coke.

“Have some fun with us!” she added as she rubbed her hand along my thigh.

I was starting to think that maybe Mel and Jim had a bit of an open relationship or even did a bit of swinging. Mel and I continued to talk as we watched Kim who was by now dancing around and putting on a bit of a show for us. Her brown thighs were looking amazing and her big tits swayed as she moved with the music.

Mel stood up and took my hand and said “Come with me” she took me by the hand and led me off to the unisex toilet. My eyes were glued to that amazing ass as she glided through the crowd. As we walked into a vacant toilet cubicle, I now had one hand on Mel’s hip and the other on her shoulder. I spun her around and we locked lips into what seemed like a 2 minute long passionate kiss. I put one hand on her ass and pulled her into my groin which was beginning to stir. We broke from our kiss and I stopped to drink in the amazing sight of this amazing woman in front of me. She was about 4 years older than me, beautiful with an amazing rock hard body that was built for sin it seemed. She pulled her bag of coke from her handbag and racked 4 lines on the sink in the toilet cubicle. We did 2 each and then had another quick kiss before returning to the others. Tori and Kim were seductively dancing with Jim and rubbing their asses into his groin as he played along with it all.

Mel and I started dancing up next to them. I felt a bit guilty having just kissed Jim’s wife so I moved away from her and started to dance behind Kim. She rubbed her ass into my groin as I held her hips and we both moved to the music. The coke was starting to have an effect and I felt a euphoric feeling from both it, the vodka and the music. Tori was dancing with Mel now and the 2 of them were laughing and having fun. Jim asked the waitress for a bottle of champagne and within 5 minutes a large bottle of French Champagne was on our table along with 5 glasses. We all toasted again and Jim said to me “Remember our deal!” After the champagne, we took turns in going off to the toilet for another line. I went with Kim and Tori this time and we all high – fived each other about how lucky we were! It was pretty much a free night! They were both bent over in front of me doing their lines as I rubbed the inside of each of their thighs. I was getting so horny and it seemed they were too.

We headed back out to the dance floor and Mel grabbed me and said she wanted to look through the rest of the club. The others said they would stay put in the VIP area. Mel and I squeezed our way through. I couldn’t help but notice that Mel deliberately rubbed either her tits or ass against any cute guys or girls that she walked past. Yep, she was a player alright I thought myself! And here I was holding her hand! We made our way onto the main dance floor that was full of writing bodies. I was holding Mel close and her hands were on my arms. We started to really rub our crotches together. I was feeling her amazingly flat stomach and commented her on her body. She returned the compliment as she rubbed my arms and chest

We kissed again and she said to me

“Ok, here is the deal with Jim and I. He is made of money so just enjoy what he offers you tonight and osmanbey escort don’t feel guilty! We are married, we love each to death but we do swing a bit if it feels right. He lets me take control of the situation and we trust each other totally! If he wants to fuck somebody, he can and if I want to fuck somebody else, I can! So long as there is no secrets”

The mention of swinging had my cock starting to harden, Mel felt this and put her hand down my pants and said to me sternly

“And tonight I am going to fuck you! And Jim is probably going to fuck your young Canadian friends while we watch!”

Her hand was lightly stroking my hard cock now as she told me this!

“So for now, lets have fun, dance and then when the club closes, we go back to our villa for the real fun!”

I had never heard such a classy beautiful woman talk so openly about sex!

We continued to dance with Mel rubbing her ass into various people as they danced nearby. She was such a tease. I felt jealous and turned on at the same time as these total strangers got to feel her sexy behind! Even I had only known her about 8 hours and she had already told me that she was going to have sex with me!

We went back to the VIP area and as we walked through the crowd, Mel’s pants had come down slightly and the top of her g-string tan line was showing. It looked hot! I am a sucker for sexy tanlines!

We found the others still dancing and Tori was kissing Jim! Once again I felt jealous and turned on watching this older man (He had told me he was 39) kiss this little blonde 22 year old as his hands held onto her hotpant-clad ass. I moved up behind Tori and rubbed my crotch into her ass. She could feel my cock was semi erect and she squirmed a bit between Jim and I. She was quite high from the coke and had a bundle of energy. We all did. It was a really great feeling we were all sharing! I looked over and saw Kim and Mel on the couch sitting side on so they were facing each other. Kim leant over and kissed Mel quickly, then they leant in for a longer, deep kiss. It was such an amazing sight. Kim’s dress was riding up and you could see the bottom of her panties as the thong disappeared up the crack of her ass. Mel had her hands on Kim’s thighs. As they continued to kiss, she pushed hands up higher and one hand gently brushed Kim’s panties. She then pushed the panties aside and started to play with Kim’s pierced clit. The whole time I was still dancing behind Tori was leaning her head back and kissing me as Jim had started to rub up under her halter top to get to her tits.

This whole thing was getting very hot. Nobody could really see much looking in, it just looked like we were all dancing a like everyone else in the club.

I looked at my watch and it was 6.15am! We agreed to go back to Mel and Jim’s villa and we walked out of the club and all piled into a taxi. Kim was sitting on my lap in the front seat, The taxi driver kept looking over as he would have been able to see her panties. The sun was coming up by now. I looked in the back and Mel was sitting in the middle and the 3 of them had their hands everywhere. Mel had one hand on her husband’s thigh while the other was riding high on Tori’s thigh. If they weren’t all wearing pants in the back seat, there would have been some serious fingering going on back there I though. By this stage my own had was up under Kim’s dress and was gently rubbing her pussy she kept talking as if nothing was happening. I escort bayan taksim looked to the back seat a while later and Mel and Tori were locked in a kiss and Mel’s hands had reached up under Tori’s top to feel her tits.

We eventually go to the villa and all went straight up to the bedroom. I finally got to strip Mel of her clothes which I had been wanting to do all night. When I got her down to her tiny g-string panties, she peeled my shirt off and started to lick my chest! I returned the favour my sucking on her hard nipples which jutted out from her large firm breasts! I took my jeans off and was standing in front of her in just my boxer shorts which looked more like a tent. She got down onto her knees and put her thumbs in the waistband and pulled the bowers down and then started to lick the end of my hard cock. I let out a loud groan and then looked over to see Jim lying naked on the bed as the 2 Canadian hotties – who were still dressed, taking it in turns to kiss him on the lips. Both of them were rubbing his hard cock which was about 8 inches long but quite thick. I picked Mel up and threw her on the bed and pulled her panties off and positioned myself at the entrance to her shaven pussy. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her wet slit. She was moaning for me to stop teasing her and to hurry up! In one long slow motion I buried my cock all the way into her hot, wet cunt and we both let out a huge sigh! We started to build up quite a rhythm as the others watched. My cock was disappearing into this small white un-tanned triangle which was quite a contrast to the rest of her tanned skin. I grabbed her hips and started to fuck her with hard strokes and she really got off on that and was talking really dirty which turned me on to no end. I looked over to see that Kim was removing her clothes and was positioning herself over Jim’s face so he could attack her clit and pussy with his tongue. Tori had been sucking Jim’s cock but was now lowering her bald snatch onto his length. She initially found his extra thickness a bit to handle but she was soon gliding herself up and down his full length.

Mel and I continued the pace of our fucking and it was obvious that she was close to coming. Her big tits were bouncing around and her fingernails dug into my ass cheeks as she pulled me into her harder and harder! She started to moan loudly and rise her hips off the bed to meet my thrusts. Kim was getting close to coming as well from the pussy eating that Jim was doing and bent down to kiss Mel as they both began to come. The continued to kiss as they both moaned into each others lips. I was now ready to come from the sight of this and with one final thrust I shot my load deep inside Mel. Once I was spent I pulled out of Mel and straddled myself above her tits and stuck my cock in between hers and Kim’s mouths as they licked both mine and Mel’s juices off my now softening cock.

I collapsed next to Mel on the bed as we turned out attention to Tori who was really slamming herself down onto Jims cock. Her tits were bouncing up and down and her blonde hair was a mess. I guess the coke and the alcohol had given her a lot of energy as she was basically screaming as she continued to ride up and down. When she eventually came it was like wave after wave of pleasure went across her body. She was still shaking a minute later!

We all had a shower and drifted off to sleep. I had myself sandwiched between Tori and Kim and Jim had his wife in his arms. It was a strange site seeing I had just fucked the daylights out of her an hour earlier!

I had only been in Ibiza for less than 24 hours and look what I had gotten myself into! I still had a week to go! I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face and my hands cupping Kim’s big tits! I was beginning to like this place!