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Kate went to the first training in a very good mood. Her dream was coming true to play big-time tennis. She became happier after she saw her trainer. The trainer was a woman of 30 and named Angela. After shaking hands with each other they entered the sport complex. Showing the way, Angela led her new freshman to a cloak-room.

"It'll be your locker," she said, pointing at one of the lockers standing along the wall. "And one more thing is to call each other by first names! I'm Angela for you!"

"All right," Kate replied. She liked that woman more and more. She acted like she was her close friend, but not a trainer.

"I'm very delighted that it's so easy with you! OK, change clothes and let's get the training started!"

After saying that, Angela herself started undressing. With one move she pulled down the tight jeans then the sport T-shirt. At that moment Kate glanced at her and noticed the expensive underwear titled "Triumph" that she wore. In another moment Angela took off everything and seeing that Kate wasn't still undressed, told her, "What a dawdler you are! There is speed in sports and especially in tennis."

Kate turned to the trainer to excuse herself and got shocked. There was a juicy naked woman in front of her. She was wonderful: a smooth face, the huge, round firm boobs, a flat muscled stomach that turned into a pubic bone below, wide round hips, high buttocks and firm legs.

"You've got so beautiful body!" Kate said with rapture, continuing to stare at Angela.

"Really?" Angela reacted with a surprise. "Do you wanna see my cunt?"

Kate was totally surprised by a question like that; she couldn't say or do anything. Angela didn't wait for an answer; she sat on a bench and spread her legs wide. What a great sightseeing it was! The clean-shaven crotch was parted in two halves by a vulgar slit. There was a pink material of lesser lips between the big halves. There was a swollen clit and higher there was trimmed hair's narrow stripe of some mm. wide.

Unconsciously Kate's hand stretched out and touched the wet vagina after getting under the panty's thin material. She forgot the idea of the training, she didn't want to play tennis, she wanted only one thing; that was masturbation, after staring at Angela.

It was a signal to action for Angela. At last she had found a partner for her pleasure and she was in front of her, a young girl, standing and rubbing the clit in her panties.

"Stop testing my endurance! Come to me, I want you so much!"

Angela was so excited she couldn't wait any more. She was all ready to get laid. Her hands caressed Kate's body, she rubbed her tits, sometimes squeezing them, pulled them up and licked the firm nipples with her tongue. After sliding below, her hands turned out in the place where all her fantasies were.

At that moment Kate threw her panties away and came up to the trainer. Their lips met in passion. Being the trainer, Angela took an initiative. She wasn't a freshman in gay sex and knew perfectly what a woman wants. She became interested in Kate's ass at once: it was so firm and round that it should be caressed. However, Angela made up her mind not to be in a hurry and started in a classic way. Her lips were on the girl's pubic bone in a moment. Angela got down to licking the clit. Kate moaned with pleasure. The trainer delicately drove a finger into her wet hole and it gave more sensations.

This duet changed positions in several moments. Kate turned her ass to her partner and being on all fours gave her a hot, red cunt. Spreading the lips with fingers she was showing the juiciest deeps of her tunnel. Angela didn't need to be seduced. At the same moment she pressed her face against the young pupil's wet, slippery cunt.

After several minutes of crazy licking the orgasm wave overtook Kate. Hardly holding the orgasm cry, she was shaking all about.

After several minutes the girls changed roles. It was Kate's turn to act like a careful mistress and use the sharpest caresses for Angela's pleasuring. They got into 69 (classical gay position). Both her holes of the trainer were in front of the pupil's face in such a position. Kate was especially surprised at Angela's genital lips. They were huge, wide and meaty. Her tongue itself stretched out to such a treasure.

After several minutes of crazy licking Kate understood Angela needed something else for pleasuring. The solution was found. Licking up her finger she drove it into the partner's asshole slowly. Angela sagged even more, giving her splendid ass to the girl's caresses.

Such exotic relaxation overtook the girls and was being enjoyed by the girls when Alex, a trainer of track and field athletics, came back for a forgotten stop-watch. Hearing moans from a woman's cloak-room he opened a door and watched two hot women's bodies connected with a wild gay passion. His cock got swollen and got so huge it couldn't be in his shorts any longer.

Not wishing to be a spy anymore he threw away his clothes and stepped inside. Kate didn't notice the noise and kept on doing Angela in both holes. Angela turned her face and seeing Alex said, "You're just in no time! We need a cock like yours!"

After hearing such a suggestion he got down to business immediately. Standing behind Angela, he started to fix his cock to his colleague's crotch. Seeing such impatience Kate got the finger out of her friend's asshole giving way to the splendid dick that was at some inches' length from her face. Spitting on his palm, Alex watered the dickhead and started sticking it between Angela's round buttocks.

Without stopping to lick the swollen clit of her teacher Kate watched the thick, vein-covered dick squeeze into her chocolate hole; how the manhood was stretching the sphincter. The cock entered the tennis girl's asshole smoothly.

"What are waiting for? Stick your dick into me and spread open my hole. Faster, fuck me harder and don't stop at all! C'mon fucker, I'm gonna cum!!!"

The trainer of track and field thrust his cock to the balls into Angela's asshole and her reaction was moans. Alex thrust and thrust and his shaven balls slapped against the tennis

girl's crotch and swayed in front of Kate's eyes. She was getting aroused from the sights and continued licking up Angela. Angela's asshole's noise got more often and more often. Alex got his cock out of her ass and then thrust it back in again.

The orgy's tempo sped up, tension finally got its limit. Angela was the first to give in.

"Aaaaa, I can't stand it any more! I'll dieee, yeahhhhhhhh ohhhh! I... I... Alex, fuck me haaaarder, yeahhh, don't get it out... I'm cumming... Yeah, put it deeper... Cum in me!!!"

Angela was out of control. She was shaken all about, anal and vagina orgasms connected together and that avalanche rushed all over her body, making her shake and convulse. Moans turned into cries and she started screaming at last. At that moment Alex's roaring joined the tennis girl's screaming. He had been cumming hard, splashing thick streams of hot cum into the partner's asshole. After several thrusts he got his cock out. The cum poured out of the spread open pulsating asshole and that cum dropped on Kate's face who licked it up happily.

"Well, Kate? I think it's enough for the first time and let's continue in the next training," gasping Angela told her pupil.

"Of course, I'll look forward to the next time!"

"Well, chicks, I leave you now and go to train my "hunks." By the way, come to me, Kate if you want to train with me," with these words Alex got dressed and left the cloak-room.

"I'd like to train with him, cuz his cock is great enough!" reacted Kate, turning to her partner.

"Yeah, Alex is fun-fucking-tastic and his guys are good enough, too. One day five of them gangbanged me the way I hardly was conscious! I was cum-stained from top to bottom!!!"

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"Have you ever been to a fish bowl party before?" Denise was startled when the older woman spoke. She was in a large living room in an even larger home and was nervous and scared.

"No." Denise noticed that the woman was gentle and smiling, trying to put her at ease.

"You look nervous. There is no need really. Everything is consensual and you can say no at any time. My name is Katrina."

"Hi. I'm Denise." Denise's mind was racing. What was she doing here? She had been asked by a friend at work to attend this party. She had been emailed the details, but was shocked when she read that this was not like a Tupperware Party or something. This was a party where women's fantasies would be played out.

"I know we're not supposed to share our fantasies, but I keep going back to the same one every time. This is my fourth party I have attended. If I had a bigger house, I would want to host the next one. Did you pick a good fantasy?"

Denise thought long and hard. When she entered the large mansion, she was given a piece of paper with her name on it. She was asked to write down one of her sexual fantasies. After she did that, it was placed in a large round fish bowl. She knew exactly what she had written, but still could not believe that she had the chance to act it out.

"Yeah. I am sorry. I am normally more talkative. I am just nervous." Denise smiled at the older woman and she smiled back.

"It's fine. I was nervous my first time as well. My husband knows I am here. He is too busy with work, but as long as I am ready and eager when he wants sex, he does not care what I do. But then again, being married for thirty years creates a strong bond of trust."

"You don't look old enough to be married that long." Denise blushed. She realized how rude that comment was.

"Well thank you dear. I am only forty-seven. Married early you know. Had a little issue that needed to be dealt with if you know what I mean. You look young as well. You didn't sneak in with a fake I.D. did you?"

"No. I am eighteen. My birthday was two months ago."

"That's nice dear. Does your boyfriend know you're here?" Katrina glanced up and watched as the fishbowl was placed in the middle of the room. A group of men entered as well and sat along one side of the room. These men were hired by the company to assist women with their fantasies. They were paid well and most of the time enjoyed the fantasies as well.

"No, he doesn't. He is actually at a training camp to become a fighter pilot. He'd freak if he knew I was here." Denise finally felt comfortable enough to talk to Katrina, but the host cut her off.

"Welcome. This is going to be such an enjoyable evening. For those who have not been to a Fish Bowl Party, let me explain the procedure. Everyone wrote a sexual fantasy on a piece of paper. One by one, a paper will be chosen and you will be given the opportunity to play out that fantasy. You can say no at any time. Not everyone will have their fantasies played out tonight, but remember once you are done you are free to share your feelings and thoughts with the other guests. I am Sadie and I am your host tonight. If you have any questions please ask."

Denise looked around the room and nodded. She realized she was not much different than the other women in the room. She saw some with wedding or engagement rings on their fingers. She assumed she was one of the youngest in the room and that Katrina was probably the oldest.

"Let's begin." Sadie reached into the bowl and pulled out a piece of paper. She read it carefully and grinned. "Denise Waters. You are first up. Such an interesting fantasy. I am sure Adam can help you. You may go upstairs with him to the second room on the left."

Denise got up. She was blushing bright red. Would people know what she wanted to do? What were they thinking? She wished that she had not been the first to be picked. She followed Adam up the stairs. A long hallway twisted to the left. There looked to be about ten doors, but she could not see all the way down the hallway. She entered the room and gasped. The middle of the room had a queen size bed with black sheets. The room was warm and candles were burning. She was startled when Adam spoke.

"Do you want just two of us or more?" Adam was very attracted to this young woman. She was short and petite and looked very nervous.

"Two is fine." Denise was left alone in the room while Adam went back down the stairs. Her heart was beating so fast. Everyone would know that she wanted to make love to two men at the same time. They would find out. She was going to be so embarrassed. The door of her room was open and she watched Katrina walk past her. She noticed her and stopped.

"I got picked second. Enjoy your fantasy. I get five young men to play with for the evening. We can chat about it after." Katrina laughed and entered a room down the hall. Denise gasped. Her mind was racing. Was her request so vanilla, so normal? Obviously, it was, but she was still nervous.

"This is Drew. Drew this is Denise."

"Hi baby. Do not be nervous. We will be gentle. Unless you want us to be rough."

Denise gasped as both men undressed. She and Kevin had had sex a few times, but it had been in the dark and most of their clothing stayed on. She now had two large men, very well endowed, standing naked in front of her. As they undressed, she did as well. She sat naked on the bed, surprisingly not embarrassed at being naked in front of two strangers.

Adam walked over and picked her up easily. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he sat her down on his lap, making sure that the tip of his cock was rubbing her clit. Drew stood behind her and reached around to fondle her breasts.

"Tell me why you want this. Why this fantasy?" Adam was spreading her pussy lips wide, loving the feel of her wetness against the shaft of his cock.

"I've only had sex with one guy. He is boring. I want to see if I enjoy this. I want to be worshiped by two sexy guys." Denise had a hard time concentrating. Adam's hard cock was pushing against her opening and she was wiggling around, trying to get him inside her. Drew's hands were large and he was able to hold one breast in each hand. He tugged lightly on her nipples.

"Do you want us both inside you at the same time or one after the other?" Drew was nibbling on her neck. Her hair was in a tight ponytail, which was so sexy since it exposed her neck.

"How is that possible?" Denise blurted out the question and then realized how stupid she sounded. Adam and Drew chuckled.

"Well baby. Adam fucks your pussy while I fuck your ass. It's called double penetration and it's very arousing." Adam slipped his cock into her pussy and moaned. She was so tight. He pushed down hard and watched as Denise has her first orgasm of the night. She bucked back and forth, moaning out their names.

"Good girl. I'll be gentle." Drew ran his finger against her ass and pushed gently. He wiggled his finger inside her then put large amounts of lubrication against her ass. She relaxed immediately and soon he had two fingers inside. He pressed his cock against her asshole and pushed slowly.

"Ouch. You're too big." Denise was trying to relax, but was already feeling so full with Adam's huge cock inside her. She breathed deeply, feeling Drew's cock slide into her ass. She pushed backwards and the burning sensation was replaced by pleasure.

"Oh God. Oh God. Oh God." Denise began bucking hard and fast on Adam's cock. Adam gripped her hips tight so that Drew's cock remained in her ass.

"Does this feel good baby? Tell me what else you want."

"Rub my clit. Make me cum." Denise was stunned at what she was hearing. She had gone from quiet, reserved woman, to loud aggressive sex maniac. Adam and Drew grinned. They loved how wild she was getting and when Drew stroked her clit, she came hard.

"Where do you want us to cum?"

"On my breasts. At the same time. I saw it in a porno." Adam and Drew held back their laughter. Adam placed Denise on the bed and both men stood up, jerking their cocks in front of her face.

"You are so sexy Denise. I hope your boyfriend enjoys how sexy you are."

Denise grabbed each of their cocks and jerked hard. Both men threw their heads back. She was squeezing so tight it almost hurt, but it was exactly what they needed. Drew came first. His cock swelled and thick ropes of cum landed on her perky breasts. Drew pulled back so that Adam could get a clear shot. Denise rubbed Drew's cum into her breasts and smiled as she mixed both men's semen into her body.

Denise was smiling wide. She lay back on the bed and tried to catch her breath.

"Did that fulfill your fantasy sweetie?"

"God yeah."

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Alan was still working contracts as we continued to build our tour business. We had added a fishing trip using an old coast guard boat as a day boat using crew of two. The captain and a guide who helped with tackle and cooked lunch. We could take eight customers but we planned on taking six. The boat has a wheelhouse and a small galley separated by open deck. We cover the open deck with an awning for shade so that's where most people fish from. We have open deck at the front and back but only the back is usable for fishing.

Udin is our captain. A Malaysian, I've known him for years and he's a real character, he really knows the waters and a lot about how to fish them. We found a young girl to act as guide and cook. Her name is Tiara but everyone called her Netty. Alan said that was cruelty and called her Tiara or simply T. She was twenty and very pretty but a little shy to begin with. Part of her job was selling the trip from the pier or hotels and she found this very difficult at first.

Alan took Tiara to one of the hotels we work with, to introduce her and show her around. It was the weekend and the place was quite busy. While Alan was talking to staff at the reception a couple of guys overheard and asked about the trip. Alan explained the trip wasn't due to start for a few days but asked how many there were of them. We had already considered starting over the weekend because it was usually the busiest time.

There were four of them away for the weekend, westerners that worked in Singapore. Alan began chatting to them as he'd lived there for a while. Eventually Alan conceded and they arranged a trip for the next morning, six till six.

It was crazy when they got back. We called Udin and told him, then headed into town shopping. Tiara and me bought all the food and drinks we needed while Alan collected bait and some tackle. Tiara was very excited about her first trip and we bought some clothes until the uniform arrived. I didn't think she'd go for what I suggested but she agreed straight away, saying, "No one can see us at sea."

"I like your attitude," I laughed, "What are these customers like anyway?"

"We only met two but they were cute, English or American, handsome," she had a very naughty grin as she told me.

We carried on chatting as we walked around town and I got the distinct impression, Tiara was not the little princess Alan thought.

We met Alan at the pier and sorted out the boat, Alan and Udin were still preparing the tackle some time later so I headed home with Tiara. We were leaving early in the morning so I asked if she wanted to stay with us and she agreed. After eating we went into my room and had a look through my clothes. Alan spoils me and I have a huge selection. Some were very risqué and too much for local taste. Tiara loved them and we had ourselves a little fashion show. We were getting along really well and she came across as being quite naughty. I had developed a liking for red wine and poured myself a glass offering Tiara one, which she accepted. We took our drinks and sat on the sofa and talked about the trip. I don't know why but I mentioned that I had been a little naughty while on one of our mountain tours.

"What do you mean?" she gasped, smiling.

"Oh, nothing too naughty, I was just a bit daring," I blushed and didn't want to reveal exactly what happened.

"Tell me please, I won't say anything," she pleaded.

"Ok," I smiled and went on tell her how I had gone naked in front of some strangers on the tour. I didn't tell her everything, just in case.

"Is that all you did?" she said sounding disappointed.

"It was enough!" I replied laughing.

We called it a night and I showed her to the guest room, before going to bed myself.

The next morning we took a taxi to the pier while Alan collected our guests. It was just after six when they arrived and I was sat with Tiara. They almost fell out of the car and Alan came rushing over to us. He'd had a call from his office and wouldn't be joining us on the trip. He spoke briefly with Udin and wished the guys a good days fishing, before shooting off.

The guys came aboard and I cast off. Tiara had gone very shy again, so I introduced us and asked their names?

"Richard, Tim, Robert and Steve," one guy mumbled as he pointed to each.

They were all clearly nursing hangovers so I made coffee and handed it out. They were all reasonably handsome but definitely weren't looking their best. They were just lying around looking quite sad as we headed out to sea. Tiara and me joined Udin but could see the guys in case they needed us. The sea was very calm and it was going to be a very hot day.

After a few more coffee's they began to come alive and sat chatting. I asked if they wanted the awning pulling over but they were happy to sunbathe for the moment.

As I turned back to Tiara I joked, "You were right, they are cute."

The guys laughed and Tiara blushed, but it had broken the ice. All but Steve were American, he was English and they didn't work together but had met socially. Tim asked if there was anywhere to get changed into shorts as he'd been in a rush earlier and the others teased him about being drunk.

"Change here if you want, or at the back if you're shy?" I said laughing.

He hesitated as the guys taunted him but headed off to the stern. I was stood beside Udin when Tiara nudged me. She was watching him change over the galley and although we couldn't se anything below the waist, it was still quite sexy. I was smiling to myself, I wanted to change also, but was a little worried about Udin.

"Udin, is there a problem if I get changed?"

"No, you do what you want," he replied casually.

Tim had returned and lay on the deck. I told Tiara I was changing into my shorts and stepped over him on my way to the galley. Tiara followed and we collected a bag from the galley before stepping onto the back deck. Tiara was giggling as we pulled off our baggy cotton trousers. We were both down to our underwear and Tiara kept looking to see if the guys were watching. I decided to strip completely and wear nothing under my Lycra shorts; Tiara was in hysterics but decided to do the same.

I slid off my panties and glanced at Tiara who was already naked. Her pussy was shaven and her tits were beautifully round. We both laughed at being naked on the rear deck of the boat. We were only a few miles out to sea and there were other boats around. We waved to a few before putting on our skimpy Lycra clothing.

There were shocked expressions on all their faces as we stepped back through the galley. Udin glanced around and gave me a broad smile.

"Wow!" said Tim as I stepped over him.

The guys were smiling as they ogled us. I hoped I looked half as good as Tiara who was stunning.

I walked up to Udin who had his back to me, "Ok?"

"Yes, can I have a look later?" he joked.

"Sure! No problem," I laughed.

We sat on deck talking to the guys as Udin continued towards the wrecks, the area we were going to fish. The guys were beaming as they looked over our bodies. I was looking at Tiara and could see her clit clearly defined through the thin materiel. I didn't say anything knowing mine would be just as visible.

Udin killed the engine and came out on deck. He organised the guys with their fishing rods and brought out the bait. The guys began fishing as Udin offered advice and made sure they were happy. Tiara and me moved to the rear deck and sat chatting as we drifted.

"You did more, didn't you?" asked Tiara out of the blue.

"When?" I replied a little startled.

"On the tour you did before."

I hesitated and smiled before replying, "Yes, just a little bit more."

"Was it good?" she asked grinning.

"Fantastic!" and we both began laughing.

It was quite boring until the guys began catching fish. A few Krapu, which is like sea bass and delicious to eat. Tiara claimed them to use in lunch and we went off to prepare them. Udin was identifying the fish for the guys as most they had never seen before. They were doing really well and catching a wide variety. Tiara and I took it in turns handing out the drinks and the guys took every opportunity to admire our bodies.

They were filling a very large cool box with fish and it was soon half full. The guys asked what happened to the fish they caught because they didn't want any. I told them that they were sold and the money split between Udin and Tiara. It was a shock to them both but was Alan's idea of taking care of staff. They were happy with that and continued fishing but returned those that Udin said wouldn't sell.

Lunch was almost prepared and we called a halt to fishing for a while. I pulled the awning over and prepared the table. We brought the food out and they began helping themselves. Fresh fish, shrimp and crab served with rice and spicy kangkung, a kind of peppery spinach. I handed out more drinks and joined them for lunch. Udin returned to the wheel house to have lunch, so he could listen to the radio.

They were used to the food, living in Singapore but complimented us. Lunch was very relaxed and quite funny with the guys joking with us. Lunch was eventually over and I began to clear the table. It was unintentional but I had my ass very close to Robert and he made quite a fuss about admiring it, holding his hands out, as if to cup my cheeks. As Tiara took the last few items back to the galley I cupped her ass, giving it a little squeeze.

"That's how you do it," I joked.

Robert obviously didn't know I'd seen him because he went very red. I was putting the table away when Tim held out a hand to cup my ass just like I had done to Tiara. I glanced around and caught him and everyone laughed. Tim withdrew his hand but I kept my ass sticking out and continued to look back at him, waiting, "Come on then!" I prompted.

Tim didn't hesitate and cupped my ass in his hand, giving me a little squeeze before I stood and pushed the table back into its corner. With the table put away, the central deck area was clear again. I gave Tim a smile as I walked back to the galley and got myself a beer. I stood in the galley doorway looking out when Udin asked when they wanted to start fishing again.

"A little while yet," I suggested and everyone agreed.

Udin gave me a smile and pulled the door shut as he muttered about getting a little sleep. I knew that look from Udin and I admired his tact.

The guys sat having a beer and hadn't taken my joke with Tim as an invitation to get rowdy. They were joking with each other about the night previous and I decided to take a quick swim. I walked through the galley and stepped into the sea. It was so refreshing and I floated around on my back. Tiara came out laughing and watched as I began to swim around the boat. I swam around to the guys and pulled myself up behind Tim, making him jump as I appeared.

I dropped back into the water as they all came to the side, "Can someone pass me my beer?"

Steve handed it to me and I took a drink before handing it back. I swam around for a few minutes while the guys watched, then swam around the back of boat. The guys all jumped in and were swimming around as I rejoined Tiara. I pulled myself out and began drying myself. I pulled out the bag of clothes and pulled off my top to get changed. Tiara was laughing because the guys were only just out of site. I took a peek and could see they were still around the middle of the boat and not paying me any attention. I quickly slid down my shorts and tossed them aside.

"Quick, quick, she's got no clothes on," screamed Tiara laughing.

There was some frantic splashing as the guys swam around towards us. I was tempted to just stand and show but I didn't get a chance, Tiara pushed me overboard. I surfaced as the guys arrived and Tiara was in a fit of laughter still aboard the boat. I couldn't be angry and gave her a smile as gained my bearings. The guys were all quite close to me and between me and the boat. I started swimming around making a poor attempt at concealing myself.

Tiara was still laughing, especially as the guys were preventing me from returning to the boat. I swam into the guys but couldn't get through so swam away again. They'd had a good view of my tits as I splashed around. I had another idea and dived, my ass surfacing briefly as I did. A few seconds later I surfaced at the boat and began pulling myself aboard. The guys had clicked on and were only a metre or so from the boat as I pulled myself up.

"Rian! Rian!" they were all shouting.

Tiara made a small attempt at blocking me but I fell on the rear deck laughing. I was out of breath and still lying on my back when the guys began climbing back aboard. I reached for the towel still laughing but Richard was in my way, he and Tim had already seen me. I fell backwards laughing hysterically, and as the rest of them climbed aboard I gave up trying to hide myself.

"Oh shit!" I cried as I rolled around my sides hurting.

The guys weren't crowding me but were having a good look at my naked body. I was laughing so hard I thought I might pee myself. I put a hand down to cover my pussy but there wasn't much point.

"Don't be shy, you look great," someone said.

"I'm going to pee myself," I cried hysterically, unable to stop myself laughing.

"Go on then," another added.

"Just tell me when you've seen enough!" I shrieked and I climbed to my feet.

I was stood right beside the guys and calming down as they all took a look at my tightly cropped pussy. Tiara was the only one still making any noise and I gave her a glare, "you're not getting away with it."

Tiara laughed louder as I turned away and walked into the galley. I grabbed another towel and carried on to the central open deck, the guys following with Tiara. I put the towel around me but Steve shouted, "Hey, I've not seen enough yet."

I carried on drying myself with the towel around me, ignoring their taunts. I caught Tiara's eye and she gave me a naughty smile making me wonder, "Tiara come here a second."

"What for?" she asked as she stood.

I didn't reply as she was already in front of me. I casually reached out towards her and put my fingers under her top. I didn't know how she would react but she never flinched as I continued and pulled her top over her head. Tiara gave her tits a rub and giggled. I gave her a naughty grin and lowered my glance to her shorts, "Then we jump in again," I whispered.

Tiara nodded as I stepped closer, the guys all watching in silence. As I began to kneel the towel came loose and I let it fall away. I put my hands on Tiara's shorts and slowly slid them down, pausing as they revealed her shaven pussy before removing them completely. Tiara had her back to the galley door and decided to run between Robert and Tim on her way to the sea and I quickly followed.

They had all had a great view of her shaven pussy before we leapt into the sea. We swam together as the guys cheered us on. I caught Udin look out of the side window before disappearing again. We were about five metres from the boat and I quietly asked, "Do you want to be naughty?"

"Oh yes," she replied with a devilish grin.

We smiled and swam back to the boat, pulling ourselves up the sides so we could rest our arms on the top. "Are you coming in?" Tiara asked loudly.

Tim was about to dive in, "Oh no, not like that," I hollered waving my finger at his shorts.

"Come on," Tiara prompted.

They didn't need much encouragement and quickly lost their shorts and were diving over our heads and into the water. We dropped back into the water and joined the guys swimming around. It was a good laugh and we were all joking, nobody was being shy. The guys hadn't tried touching us and I for one was getting impatient. I put an arm around Tiara and pulled her in front of me. Slipping my hands onto her tits I began massaging them as the guys watched. I had only met Tiara a week earlier and was always unsure how she would react to what I did.

Tiara turned her head to me and kissed me, a peck at first then a longer, more sensual kiss and the guys all cheered. I began swimming around, brushing against them as I passed as close as I could. I began diving and swimming around them as I took a peek at their cocks. They all seemed to be semi erect but I was getting a little too close. As I swam around one guy, his cock only a few inches from my face, I bumped into it. The guy had no idea I was there and began to thrash around so I surfaced.

"You, shit!" Tim screamed.

"Sorry Tim, I was just."

"Looking at his cock," someone shouted.

We all started to laugh and I got a mouthful of salt water and started to choke. I swam to the back of the boat and began pulling myself up. Tim had followed and was right behind me as I tried to climb into the boat. I pulled myself up and I had my waist on the side of the boat when he slid a hand between my legs and grabbed my pussy. I fell back into the water and quickly turned to him. I was laughing so there was no point in pretending to be angry.

I gave him a little grin and turned back to the boat. I reached up and began pulling myself up slowly. I was anticipating Tim's hand touching me but it still thrilled me when it did. His hand slid up my inner thigh and cupped my pussy. I clung onto the boat this time and didn't drop back. Tim continued, his hand pressing hard against my clit. Tim pushed a finger into my hole and I let out a loud shriek. I wasn't trying to get into the boat anymore but clinging to its side. Tim slid another inside me then pushed deeper. I moaned loudly as Tim held onto the boat and began fingering my pussy. I could see the others were still swimming further up the boat. Tim was ramming his fingers inside me but the boat was beginning to cut me.

"I've got to get onboard," I gasped and pulled myself over the edge.

Tim quickly followed his erect cock waving around. It was maybe six inches long but seemed quite thin. As he came closer I took his hand guiding it straight to my throbbing clit. Tim continued and rammed his fingers as deep as he could. His thrusts became faster as my juices replaced the salt water and I came almost immediately.

I pushed him away for a second as I tried to get my breath, I felt as though I was being suffocated. I rose to my feet and went into the galley. I opened some water and drank thirstily. Tim put an arm on my shoulder as if comfort me. I assured him I was ok and took another drink before returning the bottle to the cooler. I stepped out into the central deck as Tiara began swimming to the back of the boat. Tim was still beside me, running his hands across my ass and tits.

With the others out of sight I gave Tim a kiss and he held me tightly. I'd had enough now and without Alan I didn't really want to go any further. He'd said I could play whenever the opportunity arose, if he was there or not. God knows I was nervous enough when he was there, without him, I didn't think I could. Tim tried to kiss me again but I didn't reciprocate and he released me.

Tiara had climbed aboard but hadn't appeared through the galley. I began walking back through the galley towards the rear of the boat. Now I knew why she hadn't appeared. She was leaning against the back wall of the galley with her arms, her back arched and a guy pumping away inside her. I stood in the relative darkness of the galley and watched. My god she was making some noise.

I peered to see who was doing what, trying not to be seen. Robert was the one thrusting his cock into Tiara. I could see legs and make out that Richard and Steve were sat on the deck, probably watching like me. I had crept a little closer but couldn't be seen by Robert as I could only see up to his chest. Tiara was screaming but it was obviously pleasure. I dropped a hand and ran a finger along my still wet clit. Tim was still on the mid deck having a beer and probably sulking.
This was amazing and I leant against the side of the galley and slipped a finger into my pussy. I was fingering myself, massaging my pussy as I watched Tiara getting fucked. She dropped her head and saw me, her eyes wide as she watched me with my fingers deep in my hole. Tiara stuck her tongue out and waggled it a few times as if licking pussy, making me snort as I tried desperately not to laugh.

As Tiara watched I continued fingering myself, pulling my clit in all directions. I watched as Tiara had an orgasm and screamed like a woman possessed, it was a beautiful sight and Tiara mouthed something. I dipped my head towards her, beckoning her to repeat it, "I'm ...going ... to...fuck ...you ...!"

I don't think I had ever smiled as much in my life. I took my hand from my pussy, licked my finger and blew her a kiss. I was unbelievably hot and horny and went back to the central deck. Tim was sat moping but looked up with a sparkle in his eye. He rose to his feet as I stepped into him and we kissed and boy did we kiss. It was as if we were trying to devour each other. I dropped a hand and grasped his cock, stroking it back into life.

Tiara came bursting through the galley and wrapped her arms around me, I thought something had gone wrong and was about to shout Udin but she began kissing me and I relaxed. Tiara was kissing me and then Tim and she was holding nothing back. I had my fingers wrapped around Tim's cock, pushing his foreskin back and forth. He was erect and I pulled it towards me.

"What are we doing" he mumbled.

"Fucking!" I whispered.

I turned lowered myself to my knees and Tim stepped up behind me, rubbing his cock along my clit. Just then the others came through the galley and I felt a twinge of nervousness. It was too late now though because Tim thrust his cock hard inside me and began fucking me. I was on all fours and watched as Tiara walked over to Steve. She brazenly grabbed his cock and led him back towards us. Tiara dropped to her knees and crawled towards me as Tim continued to fuck me and we began to kiss.

Tim was ramming his cock inside me and I was about to scream at him but Tiara was pushed towards me as Steve started fucking her. Tim was a strange fuck, his cock giving little sensation as it rode in and out but making me gasp at the extent of every stroke. I didn't have a chance to have an orgasm because Tim shot his load within minutes. He was the best looking guy of the group but I was a bit disappointed with his ability.

I was happy kissing Tiara as Tim slumped back against the side of the boat. I looked up and was about to invite Richard to the party when Tiara raised her head and screamed for Robert. He was sat to one side watching as he sipped on a beer. Robert walked over, stopping beside us. I raised my head and plunged my mouth onto his cock. I took him as deep as I could. Even when his cock wasn't erect he was still bigger than Tim. As I sucked he grew in my mouth.

Robert wasn't shy and as soon as he was erect he slipped behind me and plunged his cock into my pussy. Robert thrust hard and deep with every stroke and I realised why Tiara had been making so much noise. I was howling as Tiara tried to kiss me, despite me being thrown about with every thrust. It was dangerous kissing Tiara, most of the time we were head butting each other as the two guys rammed their cocks into us with what felt like all their strength. Steve filled Tiara and was replaced by Richard while Robert continued to make me come.

Each orgasm made me feel like I was about to explode. I was screaming shamelessly as Robert shot his hot spunk into my body. As soon as he had come he withdrew and I almost collapsed. I wanted to suck his cock clean but he had fucked me and he had gone. I didn't care and collapsed back against the wheelhouse, panting.

I sat watching with everyone else as Richard finished fucking Tiara. Her rounded tits bouncing around as Richard thrust. Her short gasps as his cock filled her hole completely. She collapsed in a heap. She had been fucked at least three times that I knew of. Tiara crawled over to me and lay across my legs.

The deck was covered in spunk, fluids and sweat. There was a silence as everyone lay exhausted. I rose to my feet and helped Tiara to stand. She looked a mess and we both lowered ourselves into the sea. We stayed close to the boat; we were both too tired to swim around. We cleaned up and were climbing out, Steve helping us over the side and we went to the rear of the boat.

We both put on our original baggy cotton trousers but left off our underwear, my pussy was still burning. The guys took a quick swim before they dressed and I washed down the deck. Nobody said a word for about fifteen minutes until Udin appeared from the wheelhouse,

"You fishing or we leaving?" his tone was dry and abrupt.

"Going back," I exclaimed.

Udin shut the door behind him and we began heading back to port. I handed out another round of drinks to the guys and sat on the rear deck with Tiara. She gave me a broad smile as I joined her and we had a little giggle. Richard came back and sat with us; he was beating about the bush but seemed to be asking how much they owed us. We burst into laughter, "What for?"

"For ..." he nodded towards the front of the boat.

I could hardly believe it but realised how it looked. I thought Tiara was going to hit him the way she flinched, "Do you think we are prostitutes?"

"I don't know, we thought you were part of the trip," he said nervously.

"Well we are not, it just happened, goodbye."

Richard didn't reply and rejoined the guys. For a few minutes we were livid about being called whores but I for one understood how it looked. About twenty minutes out we joined Udin, I can't say it was the happiest I'd ever seen him, "So is this a fishing boat or what?" he asked sharply.

"A fishing boat," I insisted.

Udin glanced at me briefly.

"Udin, it just happened, it wasn't planned," I declared.

We rejoined the guys as we came into the harbour. They were different again and apologised for getting the wrong idea. By the time we reached the dock we were all joking and had agreed to keep this as our secret.

Alan was waiting on the dock to take the guys back to their hotel. I was first off and gave him a kiss, which made the guys all look quite sheepish. I asked him to come back to the pier for us and said a brief goodbye to the guys.

We spent a little while cleaning the boat and Udin had a chance to calm down. He had been a friend for so long it was unlikely he'd stay angry. We began joking as we packed everything away and I asked Tiara, "Do you remember what you said to me when you saw me in the galley?"

Tiara blushed, "Yes I remember."

"Are we going to?" I continued.

"Sure, now?"

"Yes, but can I invite Alan?"

Tiara began grinning and nodded franticly. I started laughing and said I would get a hotel on the pier.

"What about me?" Udin shouted.

"What about you?" I said laughing.

"You said I could look later."

I was dumbfounded; I had known Udin for such a long time and never thought he would think of me like that.

"Ok, you'll have to come to the hotel before Alan gets back, so get sweeping."

We collected everything and headed over to the hotel. I could have gone back to our house with Tiara but I wanted a drink with Alan in town. It was the weekend and I might even talk him into going to a disco if he didn't have to drive.

Udin was carrying some bags so we didn't get a second look from reception. Alan and I stayed there a lot when we went for a drink, so I knew them quite well. We were on the second floor and Udin put the bags just inside the door. I gave him a naughty little smile as I pushed the door closed and walked back across the room. Tiara was sat on the bed and keeping out of this.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

Udin nodded and I casually began to undress, pulling off my top to reveal my breasts. I paused a moment before slipping off my baggy trousers and standing naked in front of him. Udin was looking a little flustered but smiling as I walked around showing off my body. Gradually I got closer to him, I was nervous too; I'd known him for over ten years. Eventually I was stood beside him and asked, "Anything else? But be careful."

He couldn't say anything and I felt guilty for teasing him. I gave him a hug and a kiss before returning to my clothes. I dressed and we said goodbye to Udin who couldn't stop grinning. I sat with Tiara and we devised a plan for when Alan arrived before we both took a quick shower.

I was watching out the window as he parked his car. Tiara ran into the bathroom and I climbed into the bed, naked. Alan knocked but came straight in looking puzzled, "Hi, I have a surprise for you," I said loudly.

The bathroom door opened and Tiara came out naked. Alan almost fell over with shock but didn't look too unhappy. Tiara walked directly to the bed and pulled back the cover and lay down beside me. Alan was laughing as he began getting undressed and seemed quite eager to join us.

Tiara was sucking on my nipples as Alan removed his boxers and I could see he was already getting excited. He climbed onto the bed and asked, "Anything?"

I raised a hand and waited for Tiara to reply, "Anything is ok," she said softly.

Alan muttered something about everything and slid down the bed. Tiara lurched as Alan plunged his tongue into her pussy. After a minute or so he began lapping at my clit as he fingered Tiara. He was switching between us, fingering one while he lapped at the other. Tiara was sucking and biting my nipples and driving me crazy.

Tiara slowly moved down the bed and started licking at my clit while Alan continued licking and fingering hers. I pulled myself around and positioned myself so I could suck his cock. Tiara watched as I took him in my mouth and sucked eagerly. Tiara was finger fucking my clit like a woman possessed. Alan was clearly doing something right.

Alan rolled away from me and moved further down the bed. I knew where he was going and watched as he sidled up behind Tiara. Alan put his cock in her and began thrusting as I spread my legs as wide as I could. It felt like Tiara was trying to ram her face into my pussy as she pressed hard against me. The harder Alan fucked her, the more forceful she was with my clit, pushing her fingers deep inside me and pulling it wide.

Tiara's fingers began probing my ass, smearing my fluids around my anus. Her finger pressed against me again and entered. I arched my back as Tiara finger fucked my clit and anus, all the time licking and biting at my clit. Alan thrust as hard as he could, slamming his body into hers. Tiara gasped loudly but continued to devour my pussy. I could no longer contain myself and screamed as I reached orgasm.

I could see Alan glancing around the room, trying to distract himself, hoping to make his body last a little longer. It didn't work for long and Alan groaned as he passed his fluids into her body, Tiara gave a loud sigh of satisfaction as he filled her hole with cum.

Alan withdrew and rolled onto his back down the bed. Tiara wasn't finished turning her body and lowering her spunk filled pussy onto my face. I lapped at her lips as Alan's cum dribbled around my face. Tiara was thrusting with her hips, pushing and rubbing her body into my face. My pussy was throbbing, I had no idea how many fingers she had in me now but my body quivered with every thrust of her hand.

Alan had been reduced to spectator as we rolled around the bed, exploring each others body to every extent. As I reached another orgasm I began to pee unintentionally. But while I was pushing Tiara away out of embarrassment, she kept her head between my legs and continued lapping at my body. I shrieked at her and couldn't believe what she was doing. I had never experienced anything like that before. Tiara rolled away from me laughing loudly.

The bed was a disaster area and I was freaking out with embarrassment. The more panic-stricken I became, the more Tiara and Alan found it amusing. I ran to the bathroom about to cry and Alan followed, "Calm down, you just got excited, it happens."

Tiara was stood in the doorway and was looking more concerned than amused. I began babbling about how it had never happened before when she asked, "How many times have you done this before you tart?" giggling as she spoke.

I started laughing, "Not a lot," I replied.

I calmed down and we all took a shower, me and Tiara together while Alan sorted out the bed. He took one later while we were dressing. We had decided to get some food and have a few drinks. I had thought it was over but it was clear Alan and Tiara were up for more.

During dinner I decided to tell Alan about the trip. Alan sat picking at his food as I explained how we had teased them and how they had caught me naked when Tiara shouted. Alan laughed at that, a lot. He had a sly grin as I told him about Tim fingering me and never flinched when I said Robert and Tim had fucked me.

"So you had a good trip then?" he said smiling.

"Are you angry?"

"No, why should I be? You had a good time, and didn't get hurt."

"Yes, it was fun, Tiara is wild," I shrieked

"I've noticed."

"You did shock me today," I told Tiara frankly.

Tiara giggled and looked shy for the first time that day. "I had a good teacher," she said candidly.

I glanced at Alan and back at her.

"I used to have a boyfriend, a westerner I'll tell you about it one day, not good," she said with sadness.

"Time for a change," Alan announced.

We agreed on a disco and took a short walk. It was a great evening; we even had Alan on the dance floor. After a few more drinks we were getting quite raunchy with our dancing and attracting far too much attention. We sat with Alan but decided to call it a night a short while later, we had been up for close to twenty hours.

Tiara returned to the hotel with us and we began fooling around and were soon naked. Alan couldn't keep his hands off her while we sat talking and drinking in the hotel room but I eventually fell asleep exhausted. I woke to see Alan fucking Tiara in the bathroom but I just fell back to sleep again.

Tiara stayed with us for a few days and it seemed to be constant sex. If we weren't doing it, we were talking about it and they were certainly were a busy few days.

The fishing trips went down well and we were running trips almost daily. Tiara was a star but Alan had to explain that screwing the customers was not part of her job description. She said she never did it again but I think a few slipped through. She continued wearing the Lycra shorts which the customers loved but would wear anything skimpy. If it wasn't a short skirt, it was a bikini and some were very small. She loved wearing just her bikini bottoms and a sarong, going topless for the entire trip. We had the idea she got up to more than just cooking but nobody ever complained. Udin looked after her and wouldn't work with anyone else. When he drove for the mountain tour, Tiara was always his guide, go figure.

It wasn't the last time we partied and we still see her when we go back to visit. She still works with us, running our sailing tours now but claims she is not as wild as before. We christened a few tours together and put on far too many shows. Tiara's story was a wild one and really needs telling, if only to show her bravery.

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Yuuka sat nervously at the table, looking around at all of the elegant, and older, couples. She'd never been to a restaurant this expensive, nothing even close. Everyone was well dressed, overdressed, she thought, with jewelry and fine but simple gowns or suits or sport coats. There didn't appear to be anyone in the restaurant less than twice her age. She felt too obviously out of place. She self consciously smoothed her own emerald green dress and adjusted her long back hair, trying to remove any tiny imperfections, as if they might draw more attention to her.

Yuuka was relieved, and felt sweetly pampered, when Mr. Gairden ordered her meal for her. She couldn't read the menu, which had put her into a mild state of panic. It was entirely in French, without any translations. Yuuka had already planned to simply order anything inexpensive, to be polite, but the menu didn't even have prices. She wondered how expensive that meant it all would be.

"You look lovely, tonight, Yukka," he told her.

Yuuka smiled demurely, as she looked down at the white table cloth, trying to think of something to say in return. She was finally here, finally on a real date with her magnificent lover, and she couldn't even speak to him. It was exasperating.

"You sound lovely, tonight," she said, then immediately blushed, silently scolding herself for saying something so silly.

Mr. Gairden grinned at her. She couldn't tell if he was laughing at her, or pleased at what she'd said.

Either way, she loved to see him smile, almost as much as she loved listening to him speak, and she would have said it over again for that reason.

She looked around, deciding that he was the sexiest man in the place. She wouldn't trade him for anyone here, or anyone anywhere. His hand rested on the table in front of her. Yuuka reach out to take it. He'd rarely touched her in public, except for light touches on her shoulders whenever he had held her chair for her to be seated at lunch, and dinner tonight. He responded eagerly, with his large hand completely smothering and squeezing hers.

"I have something for you," he said.

Yuuka beamed an eager smile at him. He bit his lip in response, adding a small frown.

"It's only something very small. It's not much at all," he said. "But I couldn't very well give you a flower."

With that, Mr. Gairden laid a piece of red and pink and white decorative paper on the table in front of Yuuka. It was more than a piece of paper. it was an origami heart the size of a credit card, intricately and neatly folded. As Yuuka picked it up, softly smiling, she noticed that it had a small flap, one that opened like a door. Inside the paper was white, and Mr. Giarden had written some words in large, flowing script.

"For the flower that's blooming in my heart," the words said.

Yuuka looked into Mr. Gairden's wonderfully deep blue eyes, wondering what he was going to do with her this evening. The heart was nice. It was sweet, if corny. The sex was better, though. The sex was everything.

"It took me about a hundred tries," he told her. "I had no idea origami was so hard to do."

Yuuka hoped he would try a hundred times, at least, with her, too.

* * *

"I teach American Literature at the University of Edinburgh," Yuuka heard him tell her mother, as sat behind the counter, pretending to read.

"How boring," her mother told him with a flirtatious smile.

"Oh, no, not at all. American writing is fascinating. There isn't much to study, compared with the volume of works of the european civilizations. I must admit I'm treated as the poor fellow on the lit staff. A sort of second class citizen. But I find American literature surprisingly varied and resilient. There's a certain youthful innocence to it all. It's far more adventurous than european literature."

Yuuka listened to the words, but mostly she just listened to his voice. She wished he would talk more when he took her. She could listen to him all day. She should take his money and give it back to him, she thought. She should pay him to simply sit in the shop all day and talk for her pleasure.

She smiled, too, at what her mother would do if she knew what else he did for her pleasure.

* * *.

Yuuka turned the store sign on the window to read "closed", from the outside, which meant the word showing inside, to them, was "open". She'd already turned the overhead lights off, so the store was only dimly lit by the lights still glowing in the side display cases. She'd turn those off later, when they left. They would provide just enough light with which to see.

He'd taken her so many times now, in so many different ways. Each Tuesday evening he came to her, just at closing. He ravaged her, and she did as she was told, and as often as not the odd stranger watched in silence through the windows, from a distance. Yuuka loved Tuesdays.

Mr. Gairden waited patiently for her now beside the register.

"Don't lock the door," he told her.

Yuuka froze with her hand on the bolt, wondering why they would leave it unlocked this time. It didn't matter. With the main lights out and the sign turned, no one would even try to wander in. Still, she would have felt better if they were locked in together.

She returned to stand before him.

"Unbutton your blouse, flower," he said.

She tried not to hesitate before reaching up, casually, she hoped, to undo the topmost button of her cream silk blouse. As much as he'd done with her, and to her, and as much as she wanted it and more, she still found herself feeling awkward and uncomfortable with him.

She slowly, somewhat bashfully, undid the next two buttons, until her forest green bra was exposed. It was one of her finest, with lace trim around the edges. She'd bought it just for him, and carefully chosen it for this evening. She would have been sorely disappointed if he hadn't come to her this evening, while she wore it.

"That's enough," he said.

Yuuka paused, and then dropped her hands to her sides. Mr. Gairden reached forward with a single finger. He used the back of one knuckle to trace a path along her breasts, from left to right, just above the top edge of her bra. It felt wonderful, and it was torture, because it was so subtle, and yet just the beginning. His knuckle was hard and unyielding, but his touch was gentle and thrilling. She felt her pulse, already racing, pick up speed, thundering throughout her, quickly warming every part of her body. She felt herself already shamefully wet.

At first she had stared, shyly, at a spot over his shoulder as he caressed her. His hand opened, drifting further inside her blouse. His finger tips brushed the lacy fabric covering her left breast, as his palm gently brushed the tip of her nipple. She looked down to watch his hand exploring her.

A single finger slipped itself between her bra and her skin, instantly sending a bolt of pleasure through her breast. The finger stretched the cup of the bra, pulling it away from her flesh and down, just below her nipple. That nipple was hard and pointed, sticking out wantonly toward her lover. It was the nipple of a slut. That bold thought thrilled Yuuka almost as much as his touch.

Mr. Gairden lowered his mouth to it to take it gently between his lips. Yuuka closed her eyes, fighting back a moan, as the heat of his tongue found her and he sucked her tit hard into his mouth. Then the sensation was gone.

"All of it," Mr. Gairden said suddenly, standing up straight. "Let me see all of you, child."

He stepped back several steps. Yuuka was suddenly ashamed again. She'd never been naked before him. He'd always left her her modesty, even as he kissed and licked and fucked her ruthlessly. She'd always kept on whatever clothes she could. She'd only completely surrendered her ass, and her cunt, to him.

He wanted her to strip for him. He wanted to enjoy the sight of her body. She'd never done this before, with anyone. Even when she'd been with boys, it had been dark, or under covers, or just so frantic and entwined that it was all touching and groping, without taking time to look, or be seen.

Yuuka moved her hand to the next button fastened on her blouse.

"No," Mr. Gairden said, interrupting her. "Your jeans first."

Yuuka slipped her shoes and socks off, feeling awkward. After, she stood and looked again at that spot on the wall, over his shoulder, as her hands dropped to the clasp in front of her jeans. She undid it slowly, not to be sensual, but simply out of nervousness. The last thing she wanted to do was to fumble with it.

When the clasp and zipper were undone, she worked her jeans down her thighs. They were tight. She liked wearing tight jeans for Mr. Gairden, because he loved the shape of her ass so much. It made them harder to pull down, so she needed to wiggle from side to side to lower them. As she did, Mr. Gairden walked slowly around her, watching her from a continually changing angle, until he stood behind her looking at her ass.

She felt herself blush as she stepped out of them.

"Blouse," his voice commanded from behind her.

Yuuka quickly undid the remaining buttons on her blouse. She slowly eased it off of her shoulders. The silk brushed against her ever so gently as the blouse slipped down her back and arms and to the floor. She could feel Mr. Gairden's eyes on her.

"Panties," he said.

Yuuka took a deep breath as she tucked her thumbs into the waistband of her green panties, a lacy match to her bra. She cast a quick glance outside, to see if the stranger, or anyone else, was watching. The street was empty. It was late. The lights inside the store were gratefully dimmer this time, too, but she was still clearly visible through the tall storefront windows. Anyone could watch the show Mr. Gairden commanded her to perform for him.

"Panties," he said, more sternly.

Yuuka pushed her panties down, slowly wiggling again to get them to a point where they fell on their own to the floor. She stepped delicately out of them and stood anxiously still, waiting for Mr. Gairden to tell her what to do next.

He walked up behind her, just over her shoulder, where he placed one feather kiss, followed by another, on the side of her neck. He walked in front of her then. There was a single red rose in his hand.

He stood before her, close to her, looking down on her.

"Bra," he said.

Trembling, Yuuka reached behind her to unhook the bra. She tried to look into his eyes, but it took all of her strength of will. She felt herself trembling even more as she did it, and she scolded herself for being so childish. She wanted this. He wanted this. He liked her. Why was she trembling?

The bra snapped free as soon as she released it. She reached carefully up to her shoulder, sliding first one strap, then the other, off of her shoulders. She hesitated there, with her arms crossed, holding the bra in place. She didn't know why she was still so frightened when she was with him.

"Let it go, child."

Thoroughly embarrassed now at her own hesitance, she let her arms fall, and the bra fall with it. She felt a hint of pride that she'd stared into his beautiful blue eyes throughout this final ordeal. It made it easier, she realized. She loved the look of desire and admiration in his eyes as they fell to her small, young breasts, and the rest of her completely naked form.

Mr. Gairden inched forward, stopping just short of her. The rose came up and brushed the underside of her breast. Yuuka closed her eyes at the unexpected sensation.

Flowers, the petals of flowers, are surprisingly soft. Yuuka worked with them all day, arranging them, moving them, selling them. She knew they were soft, and fragrant, and colorful. But she had never touched herself with one, at least not on purpose, certainly not in any place as sensitive as her breast.

She felt her breathing quicken as the rose traced a gentle course around the outer edges of her breast, then in and around and across her nipple. With her eyes still closed, she focused on her other senses. The soft petals raced to explore her other breast, then wandered lazily over her belly to her thigh. It slipped down toward her wet opening, then detoured gracefully back up toward her belly button. It continued up, between her breasts, to her neck, where it slipped from side to side. She could smell it there, a soft, sweet, distant fragrance.

Then it was gone.

She heard Mr. Gairden walk behind her again, to the low bench they used to display the larger arrangements in the store. Her mother believed flowers looked more natural down near the ground, where they grew, and belonged. Yuuka watched as Mr. Gairden removed the vases and displays from the bench, then dusted some dried petals from the covering gold blanket that they used as a backdrop.

"Lie here," he told her.

Yuuka obeyed.

* * *

Mr. Gairden knelt at the girl's feet. His darling Yuuka lay back before him on the bench, with her legs spread to either side, and her sweet young cunt delightfully beckoning to him. It glistened with moisture from her excitement. The sight of it pleased him deeply. He rumbled, deep in his throat, to show his appreciation for her.

Her pubic hair was black, and straight, without a hint of curl. He let the rose petals brush across her pubic mound, first around the edges of her pubic hair, then right along her slit, touching her glorious cunt lips. They looked like thick, fleshy, pink flower petals themselves, he thought. She rewarded his caress with a simple squeal, one she elegantly fought back.

He fought his own urge to dive on her then, to bury his tongue in her and bring her to orgasm as quickly as he could. He wanted to be slow and gentle with her tonight. He wanted to make it last. He forced himself to explore her with the flower, teasing the insides of her thighs, her stomach, and mostly her sweet, glistening cunt lips.

Mr. Gairden stood up, putting the flower to his nose and inhaling loudly, smelling it's fragrance, now spiced with the smell of her cunt. He made a show, for Yuuka, of sternly unbuckling and dropping his pants, releasing his straining cock from its prison, staring intensely into her eyes the whole while. He stood before her then, with the rose in his hand, and his cock reaching out to his eager young lover.

"Do you like cock, Yuuka?" he asked.

She stared at him, bashfully wide eyed and silent.

"Do you like cock?" he asked again, more firmly.

"Yes."

Her reply was quiet and restrained.

"Do you like cock, child?"

"Yes," she said, still barely audibly.

"Louder."

"Yes."

"Say the words."

"I like your cock," Yuuka whispered, timidly closing her eyes as she spoke.

"No, child. Not my cock. Cock. All cock. Say it."

He'd made that demand as harsh as he could.

"I like cock," she whispered.

"Again."

"I like cock," she said, her voice louder, but trembling.

* * *

Yuuka lay on her back, both mortified and electrified at her own words. It was what he wanted her to say, what he demanded, but she still felt dirty saying it. Admitting to it, she thought. That made it even harder. He had taught her that she loved his cock. Now she knew that he was right, that it wasn't just his cock, it was all cock, any cock.

She lay on her back, naked, with her eyes squeezed shut like a child hiding from an unseen monster in the dark, as she obediently told him what he wanted to hear, and what she knew was true.

"I like all cock," she said, with more pride than she thought she ever could. She embarrassed and excited herself further with her growing eagerness.

The sound of the bell at the door startled her out of her thoughts. She jerked up onto her elbows, anxiously turning her head to see who'd come in, frantically hoping it wasn't her mother checking up on her.

It was the stranger.

"Lay down, child," Mr. Gairden said.

She looked at him, then back at the stranger. Yuuka stayed there, tense, resting on one elbow, slowly realizing that she lay naked and exposed before both men. She unthinkingly lifted one leg to hide her sex, while moving her other arm to cover her breasts. At the same moment she silently castigated herself for being silly. The stranger had seen most of her, and must have been watching until now. He had already seen her do things far more wicked than lying naked on a bench.

And she had enjoyed having him watch her.

"Lay down, child," Mr. Gairden repeated.

Yuuka lay back down, but didn't take her eyes off of the stranger. She was startled when she felt Mr. Gairden's tongue indelicately invade her pussy, thrusting suddenly between her cunt lips. He pressed his lips hard against her, as his tongue tried eagerly to dive as deeply into her as it could. Yuuka bit back a cry while watching in mild fear as the stranger began to unbuckle his own belt.

In moments he stood there, naked below the waist, with his own hard cock hovering just a few steps away. Yuuka realized that she was no longer biting back her cries, as she stared at him, and Mr. Gairden's tongue worked on her ruthlessly.

"Tell him about cock, child," Mr. Gairden's voice trilled deeply from between her legs.

When Yuuka hesitated, Mr. Gairden thrust a finger into her cunt. Yuuka yelped once, softly, then issued a strangled cry as Mr. Gairden withdrew that finger to press it against and then thrust it into her asshole.

"Tell him," he commanded.

"I love cock," Yuuka whispered, staring straight at the stranger's thick, stiff shaft.

Mr. Gairden thrust two fingers into her then, one each in her cunt and ass. He savagely maneuvered them inside of her, indelicately massaging her, as he lowered his mouth to her clit, sucking on it aggressively.

"I love cock," Yuuka said, more loudly. "I love cock. I love cock."

She tried to repeat it for him, for both of them. She tried to do as she was told, as well as she could, as Mr. Gairden brought her eager cunt to life with his fingers and his mouth. The stranger stepped over, so that his cock was just above her face.

"I love cock," she said again, realizing that it was easy to say. It was the most natural thing in the world for her to say. "I love cock."

"Suck it, child," Mr. Gairden said.

She'd known that was coming. She was inexperienced, but not stupid. What frightened her was how much she wanted to, and how quickly she would have, even if she hadn't been told. But it made it easier to do when she had been told to, especially since she'd never done it before. Yuuka had never had a chance to suck cock. She had never tried, and no one had ever made her do it, until now.

Yuuka reached up, with her mouth open, as Mr. Gairden continued to work on her yearning cunt and ass. She leaned on her elbows as she reached out toward the side of the man's shaft with her tongue. She carefully, timidly traced the length of it, back and forth with her tongue's very tip. Unconsciously, she spread her legs further, urging Mr. Gairden to invade her cunt and her ass more thoroughly.

It took her a while to get comfortable. Eventually she let her lips touch the stranger's cock, too. She repeated her motions, using her lips and tongue together, no longer timidly, to trace the length of his shaft back and forth. She felt it's hot, tight flesh against her mouth. She smelled his musky sweat and lust. All the while, she listened to the sounds of Mr. Gairden licking and probing her pussy and ass, and the stranger humming in encouragement. The combination of sensations was burning her mind away.

The more Mr. Gairden touched her, the bolder Yuuka became, but not quickly enough for his liking.

"Suck it, child. Suck it. Show him you love to suck it," he told her firmly, then returned himself to sucking on the throbbing button of her clitoris, showing her how she would make the stranger feel.

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It had been a long business trip. And it had been a boring business trip.

There's only so much to do when you've got to spend a week in a hotel in the back end of the Midwest at a legal conference with very few women of sexual merit in attendance.

This was my first free evening and I was looking for a little release.

The Holiday Inn where I was staying had a pool and a hot tub and I was in a hurry to take a long relaxing dip deep in the warm water, before finding something more engaging to occupy my time. So, I tugged my swimming trunks up my lean body, picked up a towel and my motel keycard, opened the door and stepped out into the hall.

But when I did, I connected literally with a miraculous vision.

The apparition was so bold as to make a gay man wonder why he didn't want to fuck pussy. And it was coming down the hall toward me. A long, tall drink of water with legs that went from here to there. Statuesque. Brunette. Amazing tits. I couldn't even blink.

All of which was followed not far behind by a tall fellow who was easily as jacked as me.

The angel smiled at him as they passed me by.

I couldn't help myself; my head was drawn to her as if by a magnet. It swiveled as I followed her past me as I watched them stop at the hotel room door next to mine. The man unlocked the door with his keycard. And I was momentarily embarrassed as they nodded at me before they walked into their room, letting the door shut behind them.

From that moment on, my mind was filled with the images of my new female neighbor as I headed toward the elevator door to take me down to the pool. I had to hold the towel in front of me as I walked to hide the boner that had erupted in my trunks.

The trouble with being away on business is that being in an unfamiliar town seriously decreases the pussy factor; that is to say, the likelihood of landing any. I was alone and now feeling really horny. Now I really wanted a fuck like no one's business. My earlier dinner had put me in a harmonious frame of mind, and I figured after my swim and soak in the hotel hot tub I would go out to a couple of the bars and I could always jack off to a porn movie rental back in the hotel room as a last resort to relieve some tension before hitting the hay for the night.

When I reached the pool and hot tub area, I found it was located in a glassed in building beside the main part of the hotel, and I discovered that it was fortunately deserted. I took off my towel and set it and the keycard down on a bench near the hot tub. I wanted to just soak in the warm water.

Slowly, ever so, I eased myself into the bubbling warm water and found it was hot enough. Gasping involuntarily just a bit as the hot water soaked through my swim suit, causing me to reach down and grasp my balls. I slid down neck deep in the water and sat back on the little seat, leaning back and closing my eyes as the heat soaked into my body, messaging my muscles.

I closed my eyes and lay there. I'm not sure how much time passed as I lay there.

"Hi, neighbor," I heard a sultry voice say through the fog.

I opened my eyes with a start at the unexpected noise and realized that I must have dozed off for a second, because I hadn't heard anyone come in. Looking up, I saw the vision herself and her husband standing at the edge of the tub.

"May we join you?" he asked me.

"Sure," I said and grinned at them like a stray puppy dog.

The vision had on one of the skimpiest bikinis I have ever seen outside of a strip show, and believe me I've seen a lot of women in a lot of bikinis in a lot of places. Her breasts were large and full, barely covered by the two small triangles of cloth held in place with a string tied around her torso and two more strings coming from the top of each triangle and joined behind her neck. The bottom of the bikini was a small wisp of cloth which barely covered her pussy. In fact, you could see some of the skin around her cunt that had been freshly shaven.

I guessed her age to be mid thirties or so, and her skin, of which I could see just about all of, was beautifully tanned and flawless. If my hands were to run across it, I expected it would be smooth as a baby's ass. She looked younger though.

The fellow she was with, who showed his maturity, wore a pair of zip-up the front trunks similar to the ones I was wearing. This guy was a darker bronze in color than the angel and I couldn't help but notice the package he was sporting. Normally, I didn't pay much attention to male equipment, but what this guy was sporting was hard to ignore.

He must be really hung.

I almost laughed. This girl would probably flip if she knew that I was even larger than her fellow appeared to be. And, I too was in as equally great shape as he was; actually I'd say even better shape, mostly from surfing, hitting the gym hard and plenty of running.

The woman stepped down into the water and slid down into a seat facing me. The man gasped when his balls contacted with the water as I had. She laughed at him as he eased himself down and sat beside her.

The woman leaned back, letting her long legs extend out in front of her towards me. Her large breasts appeared to be floating on the surface of the water, the thin material covering them, clearly outlining her nipples. I didn't think twice about checking them out, but I didn't want to appear too obvious when I realized that I was staring. Quickly, I glanced at her eyes to see if she had noticed. I knew from the gleam I found there that she was very aware of what I'd been looking at. And, rightfully, proud of it too. Glancing at her bloke, I saw a smile plastered on his face. I guess I wasn't as surprised as I pretended to be by my guilty reaction. I'd fucked a lot of men's wives and girlfriends in my time, usually at their request, so I knew that guys enjoyed showing off their girls to other guys. This guy had nothing to be ashamed about; his girl was hot, hot, hot.

"Nice pair of tits aren't they?" he asked me with a shit eating grin.

Before I could respond his wife said to me, "Don't let him embarrass you. He likes to watch the expressions on other men's faces when they know they've been caught staring at my boobs."

"Those aren't boobs, honey," he barked at her, "Those are tits."

He chuckled, "Don't you agree?" he asked me.

I gave him back every bit of the grin he'd given me.

"I certainly do," I said, and smiled at this woman, "And don't worry, it takes a lot more than a pair of tits to embarrass me."

"I'm Ann and this is Ted, my husband," Ann said by way of introducing themselves.

"I'm Marc," I replied, "So I guess our rooms are next door to each other."

"Yeah," Ted said, "When Ann looked out the window and saw you come in here, after seeing you in the hall, she talked me into coming down to join you."

"It didn't take much talking," she laughed, "All I have to do is jiggle my tits or wiggle my ass and he'll do anything."

She grinned at me.

"I don't blame him," I said, laughing in turn.

"Yeah, these things will get you anything you want from me," Ted said, reaching over and squeezing the nearest breast through the thin bikini top.

"How about it, Marc, wouldn't you do almost anything for a look at a pair of tits like these?"

"Yeah, I guess I would," I agreed pleasantly.

"Anything?" Ann raised her eyebrows.

I stared as Ted reached behind her neck and untied the strings holding the two small triangles up. Then, taking hold of one string, he slowly pulled it down, gradually exposing her breast to our gaze. I saw that she had no tan line as Ted pulled the material down off of her nipple. That nipple was dark, standing out against the lightly tanned flesh around it, and she was obviously excited because the nipple was hard and erect. Ted slid his hand up and cupped her breast, squeezing and manipulating it.

"Your nipples are hard," he said, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger.

"So is your dick," she said, sliding her hand over to him under the water.

"Is Marc's dick hard?" Ted asked her.

She extended a foot, and slid it right up between my legs, feeling my crotch with the bottom of her foot.

"It sure is, and he's at least as well hung as you are!" she gasped in surprise.

"You're kidding!" Ted said.

"She told me in the room that you were well equipped," he told me, "She sizes up every man she meets."

I couldn't believe the turn of luck I was having here.

Ann was sliding her foot up and down the length of my dick, which was by this time at full mast, standing straight up against the material of my bathing suit.

Ted had both of his wife's breasts uncovered and was massaging them right there in front of me. And judging by the movement of her shoulders, she was playing with his dick under the water.

"Why don't you move over here where you can see my tits better, Marc?" she suggested.

I wasn't about to pass up this kind of invitation, especially not on a night when the opportunity for pussy had seemed no more real than it did in a teenage boy's wet dream. One look at Ted grinning at me and I knew I had his approval. So I slid over into a seat next to Ann on the other side of Ted. My gaze went to the ponderous tits floating above the surface of the water.

Ann's hand touched my leg. She slid her hand down to the inside of my thigh and up to my crotch. Her fingers traced the bulge in my bathing suit, all the way from the base to where the tip of my dick was trying to push its way out the top of the waistband of my suit. She squeezed my dick through the material.

"Ted, you wouldn't believe the size of this man's dick!" she told her husband.

"Is it out of his bathing suit yet?" Ted asked her.

"No," Ann giggled, "But it's trying to get out all by itself."

"Well, Marc," Ted asked me, as he reached down under the water and obviously unfastened his own suit, "Why don't you let the poor thing out?"

"Yeah," Ann said, her right arm moving as she obviously manipulated her husband's prick with one hand while she continued to squeeze mine with the other, "I'd like that."

"C'mon, Marc...time to get your dick out," Ann said frankly.

I unfastened my suit and unzipped it. My dick sprang out through the opening into Ann's waiting hand.

"Wow!" Ann gasped, wrapping her hand around it and sliding her fist up and down along the shaft.

"Ted, this thing really is bigger than yours!"

"How about it, Marc," he said to me in a mischievous voice, "Would you really do almost anything to get hold of these tits?"

"Well...," I hesitated, not wanting to commit myself to anything just yet in case these two were into any freaky shit.

"Maybe we had better explain," Ann said to me matter of factly, "We have had this fantasy for some time, and this is the first time we have had a chance to live it out. Ted wants to watch me make it with another man. And I want to get thoroughly screwed while he watches. So, how about it? Are you willing to get it on with me while he watches?"

"Are you kidding," I said, unable to believe my ears. "Of course!"

"Great," Ted said satisfied, "Let's go back to the room where we won't be interrupted."

Ann quickly pulled her bikini top up and retied it behind her neck, adjusting the two patches of cloth over her tits. I carefully zipped my bathing suit up over my enormous hardon, struggling to accomplish this in haste without injuring myself.

"Come on, guys," Ann said, standing up.

Ted and I both rose to our feet.

"You guys are gonna have to carry your towels in front of you," she giggled, amused by the highly aroused states we found ourselves in.

With Ann snuggled between us, we headed to the elevator. As the doors closed, and the elevator started to move, Ann suddenly reached down and slid her hand behind the protection my towel was affording me.

"Just checking to be sure it's still hard," she told me.

Ted laughed outright and I smiled, maybe I even blushed a little.

When we entered the room, we all stood and stared at each other for a few moments.

I decided to break the silence, "Why don't Ann and I get acquainted Ted?"

"Sounds like a good idea," he replied, "I gotta go take a piss anyway."

He disappeared into the bathroom.

Ann's reaction was immediate. She moved up against me, and I put my arms around her waist and kissed her. As we kissed, I felt her lips part and her tongue flick the end of my tongue. Soon we were French kissing madly and my hands were sliding up and down her back. When our lips finally parted, I looked into her eyes.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked her.

"You bet," she replied, rubbing her bare belly against my hardon, which bulged out in the front of my bathing suit.

I grinned lasciviously and slid my hands down her body, cupping the cheeks of her ass and pulling her against me. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me again. I slid one hand up to the back of her neck and untied the string. When our lips parted, I pulled my head back and looked down at her body. The bikini top was sort of hanging on the end of her hard nipples. Ann giggled and shook her tits, causing the material to slide completely down and off of them, exposing the two pendulous spheres to my eyes.

I had to kiss her again, and I did, letting one hand slide up under her arm and around onto her breast. I cupped the soft skin in my hand, feeling the warm firmness nestle into my palm. Then I squeezed and massaged it, working from the base out to her hard jutting nipples.

Ted chose that moment to come back into the bedroom from the bathroom.

"Don't mind me," he told us with a jovial grin.

He went over and sat down in a chair by the bed, watching us. If he expected me to be nervous or shy, he was in for a surprise. I handled this kind of thing all the time, and his presence made no difference to me.

So I resumed kissing my way down Ann's neck and down over the tops of her sloping breasts. I ran my tongue around the hard nipple itself, and then took it between my lips, sucking it into my mouth. Ann gasped with pleasure as I sucked on it.

While I sucked her tit, I slid a hand down her hip and down onto her thigh. My hand moved around between her thighs and slowly slid up between her warm, soft legs until I had my hand palming her pussy through her bikini bottom. My fingers slipped up and down along her crack, feeling her heat through the thin material.

I could feel her clit protruding from between the tops of her cunt lips. So I slid my hand down inside the top of the bikini bottom and down to the top of her slit. She was beautifully shaven and silky soft.

My finger dipped down into the top edge of her slit, finding her hard protruding clit waiting. I rolled it with my finger, bringing a gasp of pleasure from her lips. Then I slid my finger further down into her moist lips, feeling the juices flowing around my finger as I found her hole and inserted the tip of my finger.

Suddenly, she pulled away from me and reached down and quickly slipped the bottom of the bikini off, letting it fall to the floor. Then she aggressively unfastened my bathing suit, unzipping it. My rod sprang out through the opening into her hand.

"Ohhh, yes," she sighed loudly, wrapping her fingers around my thick cock before her and sliding her hand up and down the nine and half inch length of my shaft.

"Look at this, Ted," she asked, "Isn't this a beauty?"

"It sure is," Ted agreed.

Glancing over, I saw that Ted had a beauty of his own. He had unfastened his suit and was stroking a huge boner, his hand sliding up and down along a shaft that was ever so slightly less thick than mine, but nowhere near as long. His length was quite average actually.

I kissed Ann again, my hands sliding all over her tits as her hand worked wonders on my dick. I kissed my way down the front of her magnificent breasts. Then I lifted one to my lips, kissing and licking the large hard nipple. I sucked the brown circle into my mouth, causing a gasp to come from her parted lips. As I continued to suck her tits, I slid a hand up between her legs. She parted them as I gently inserted a fingertip into her slit, searching back between her legs for her pussy hole. When I reached her juicy gap, I slid a fingertip inside, and then began to finger her, working my finger farther and farther up as I went.

Suddenly, Ann pushed my head away from her breasts and pulled my finger out of her pussy. Pulling me by the dick, she led me to the side of the bed, right in front of the chair where Ted sat. She sat down on the bed and pulled me up in front of her.

Bending forward, she pulled my dick to her mouth. She licked the big engorged head, running her tongue all around the slit at the end, which was leaking clear precum. I groaned as she sucked the head into her mouth. Pressing forward, she began to work it deeper and deeper into her mouth, until at least half of my dick had disappeared between her lips. Then she slid her mouth back, sucking as my dick reappeared from her lips. Her head began to move back and forth as she sucked vigorously on my cock.

Ted had risen to his feet and was standing beside me, watching his wife's mouth as she sucked my big dick. Ted was still stroking his hard on as he watched the scene.

Finally, Ann released my dick from her mouth and leaned back, supporting herself on her elbows. I dropped to my knees in front of her, my lips tracing their way up the soft inside of her thighs. She groaned when my lips reached her smooth shaven pussy. I licked up and down her crack, delving my tongue down into her slit and tasting her juices. She pulled her legs up and spread them wide, propping her heels on the bed rail.

I was sucking her pussy in earnest now, licking and nibbling on her clit, and swinging my tongue up and down the full length of her pussy. She was moaning and groaning in ecstasy.

Ted, standing beside us watching, seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as either she or I were.

"For a young stud," breathed Ann to Ted, "He sure knows his way around."

Suddenly, Ann grabbed my head and pulled my mouth hard against her pussy. She let out a rebel yell as she came, my lips still fastened around her clit. But, finally, she released my head and dropped back on the bed, flat on her back, her legs still spread wide.

"Fuck her, man," Ted instructed me.

I couldn't agree with him any more. I stood up and moved my body up between Ann's widespread legs. Taking my manhood in my hand, I rubbed the head up and down on her wide open slit, bashing her clit a few times for effect, and then lowered the top of my head to the entrance of her hole. Pressing forward, I watched my shaft slowly start to disappear up into her cunt.

Ann groaned as I slid slowly, but smoothly up inside her. I continued to press forward until my pubic hair was pressed tightly against her smooth lips. My hard dick was finally totally buried in her hot, wet pussy.

"Wow!" Ted breathed, standing beside us.

He was looking down at his wife's pussy as I slowly withdrew my dick, sliding out until only the head was inside, then reversed direction and pushed it back up into her again. I began to screw her vigorously, my hips working as I pumped that big piston in and out of her hungry engine.

Ann raised her legs and wrapped them around my waist tightly. I bent over her, supporting myself on my elbows and I fucked her. Ted moved directly behind us, squatting down and watching my dick slide in and out of Ann's pussy. Her lips hungrily gripping me with each thrust.

I felt Ann's hands on my back, sliding up and down my bunched muscles. Then her hands were on the hard flesh of my ass, pulling and pushing as I fucked her.

Suddenly, I realized that Ann was looking over my shoulder, evidently watching something Ted was doing. I started to turn my head to look when I felt Ted move up against me, rubbing his big dick up and down the firm, thrusting muscles of my ass, dangerously positioned in the crack of my ass.

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Friday, August 29, 2008

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I asked for help from the list of editors at Literotica. SexySoBeChick was more than helpful. Not only did she edit this manuscript, but she also gave me lots of pointers on how to make all my stories better. This is my first attempt at applying her suggestions. I hope you enjoy the results. Sincerely, Don Grampa

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"Oh God, I can't do this," Emily said to her potential sorority sisters Sara and Nikki. "I'm still a virgin. Are you sure we have to do this, Nikki?"

The three friends were standing in the lobby of the Sheridan Inn, way out on the western edge of Lansing, almost ten miles from their house near the campus of Michigan State University. The girls were so used to being ogled, they paid little or no attention to the various men walking by. All three were wearing short shorts and cropped T-shirts that showed their flat tanned stomachs.

Although Sara didn't want to verbalize her thoughts, she felt much the same as Emily—very nervous and a little bit afraid. She really wanted to become a member of the sorority, but the initiation bordered on the extreme. Sara was a tall, athletic, blue-eyed blonde freshman, who'd been captain of her high school's track team during her senior year and a member of the homecoming queen's court. Sara'd had a variety of steady boyfriends since she was fifteen and had gone all the way for the first time at the prom last May.

"It's no big deal girls," Nikki said. "Just ask the very next guy that comes across the lobby."

Nikki was almost giddy at the pending embarrassment facing the other two girls. Already a member of Tri-Delta, she was along as an official observer to make sure all the conditions of their initiation were met. Nikki was a perky brunette with pretty green eyes that not very many men ever noticed, because they never got past her melon-sized breasts, which were about two sizes too large for her frame.

"All right, here comes a guy," Nikki said. "Get ready to get him."

Mike Jensen had just finished up business for the day and was feeling quite content when he entered the lobby of the Sheridan. The first thing he noticed were the three gorgeous young women who all seemed to be staring at him. He was surprised when two of them more or less pushed the third one into his path.

"Hi, ah . . . my name . . . is ah . . . Emily. My friends and I were wondering if we could buy you a drink?"

"Well I don't see why not, Emily. My name is Mike. Why don't you lead the way?"

As Mike followed the three girls into the adjacent lounge, he admired the beauty of all three, but fixed his eyes on Emily's backside. The up and down motion of her buttocks was as hypnotic as the swaying of her straight black hair which went past the middle of her back. He wondered what was about to unfold as he was introduced to the other two girls. Lascivious thoughts popping into his brain, images of the three young ladies naked and available burned in his mind. Never in his wildest dreams could he have guessed what would transpire next.

After several false starts and a lot of hemming and hawing, Nikki got tired of waiting for her friends to explain their predicament and took matters into her own hands. "These two ladies want to join Delta Delta Delta and part of their initiation is to have a male stranger shave their pubic hair. They want you to do it for them. Would you?"

"What . . . " was all Mike could say as he tried to sort out the information that he was in fact being offered this succulent young female flesh. He looked between Emily and Sara and asked, "Is that what you really want?" When they both nodded yes, he smiled and added, "Well, I guess I could do that. Do you want to use my room here at the motel or do you have one of your own?"

"We'd like to use yours, if that's okay?" Sara said as she pushed her chair back and stood up.

"I have a 'down and out' right near the back stairway," Mike said. "Wait just one second and I'll get us something to drink." A discreet fifty-dollar bill procured a bottle of Southern Comfort from the bartender. "Let's go then," he said when he got back to the table and he led the way.

Nikki sent Emily back to their car to get the bag of shaving stuff while Sara went off to get a bucket of ice for the drinks. Nikki and Mike just looked at each other. Nikki was thinking about how much fun this was going to be, watching the other two squirm around and get fondled. Meanwhile, Mike was planning how he could get all three girls naked and willing to party. When the other two returned, Mike got everyone a drink and they each sat on a corner of the king-sized bed.

"Kind of hard getting started, isn't it?" Mike commented, as he shuffled a deck of playing cards he had pulled out of his suitcase. "I have a proposal to make. Why don't we play a little game of strip poker? The first one naked gets shaved. My recommendation is that all four of us play. I'd be willing to participate if Nikki does. What do you say, Nikki, are you willing to play? Or are you chicken?"

After a long pause Nikki said, "Okay, I'll play." She was thinking how cute this Mike guy was even though he was kind of old. He looked in good shape and maybe it would be fun to get it on with him. "But I don't know that much about poker. Why don't you just set the cards in the middle of the bed and let each of us draw one card? Low card has to remove an article of clothing. Agreed?"

Everyone agreed and they started to play. All of them started by removing their shoes and socks. The first to remove a significant article was Nikki, who took off her shorts, displaying her multi-colored stripped panties. Two hands later, she lost again and took off her top, proudly showing everyone her beautiful breasts. They were bigger than grapefruit with large dark areola and nipples that were rigid and extended.

Mike was down to his briefs when Sara had to reveal her breasts, which were a lot smaller than Nikki's with pink nipples that almost blended in with the color of her skin. Nikki lost the next hand and managed to remove her panties without exposing her crotch. She damn near died when she lost the very next hand too.

"It isn't fair! I'm the first to get shaved and I'm not even part of the initiation," she complained, even as she got up and retrieved the bag that contained the shaving cream, scissors, razors, and baby oil. "Let's do it by the sink."

The other three quickly followed her into the alcove. After removing the coffeepot and hair dryer from the counter, Nikki hopped onto the surface and turned sideways, so her feet straddled the sink. Lifting her butt, she placed a folded towel under her as the others crowded around.

Mike marveled at her puffy vulva, which was plainly visible since she kept her pubic hair neatly trimmed. The hair was dark and not even a quarter of an inch long. Mike splashed the whole area with warm water, then, with soapy hands, lathered up her pudendum. Mike was really enjoying himself, his one hand busily rubbing the pussy of this very attractive young lady, while the other hand fondled her right breast, rolling her firm teat between his thumb and forefinger. His cock was harder than a brick and sticking straight out from his boxers. He almost jumped in surprise, when he felt a hand gently squeeze his organ.

Nikki was enjoying the sensation of having her nether region explored so much it only seemed natural to grab hold of the nearest engorged member. It felt weird but nice to be shaved by a man, her tingling nipples causing a flood in her vagina.

Mike started from the top, slowly shaving down the outer edge of her vulva. He worked the sides by holding the labia between his thumb and forefinger, but it was so slippery it was tough to hold onto. He let his little and ring fingers slip into her vagina and his middle finger tease her clit while he shaved the hair off almost one stand at a time. When he finished, he rubbed a little baby oil around the area, sliding his fingers over the edges of her labia and lightly around the hood of her clitoris. Then he placed his whole hand over her vulva and squeezed firmly.

Nikki was beside herself. She felt sexy as hell and was self-conscious that the other girls could see her arousal. She hadn’t planned on playing this game, but was damn glad she had.

"You can tell if he's done a good job by rubbing your cheek over the shaved area," Sara said as she put her face against Nikki's vulva and moved her head back and forth. "Try it, Emily. See what I mean?"

Emily ran her cheek over the smooth skin, smelling the aroma of Nikki's sex as she pressed her face into her friend's groin. When Emily moved away, Mike got into the act, running his tongue the length of her slit and then gently sucking on the hood over her small, sensitive clit.

"Oh my God!" Nikki squealed as she jumped off the counter. She was embarrassed to be so turned on. "It's someone else's turn."

Sara was the next to get naked, and then Mike, before Sara lost again and it was her turn to be shaved. They decided Sara should be done on the bed, so they set up a couple of towels and put warm water in the ice bucket. Mike used a wet washcloth to dampen Sara's soft curls. He twirled the longer hair above her clit into a tight lock and gently pulling on it, he took the scissors and cut it off.

“I’m going to keep this as a souvenir,” Mike said, carefully placing his prize on the table next to the bed. Once the rest of her long, thin hair was trimmed back with the scissors, it was easy to use the razor.

Mike and Nikki watched as Emily ran her checks and nose over Sara's freshly depilated pubic area. Emily really enjoyed the smell of her friend's secretions. The aroma was making her very horny. Mike and Emily were surprised—but not nearly as much as Sara—when Nikki used her tongue to check Sara's smoothness. When it was Mike's turn, he licked all around her labia before stiffening his tongue and sliding it as far into her vagina as he could. Then he sucked lightly on the hood over her clit. Sara was going wild. She had never experienced anything so intense in her entire life. Without even being aware of it, she let out a long, low moan and swooned while experiencing a powerful orgasm.

While Sara was still spread out across the center of the bed, Nikki got out the cards again and it was Mike who lost the next hand. He'd never had his pubic hair shaved and was more than a little apprehensive, but he figured a deal was a deal. He sat on the edge of the bed while Nikki took the scissors and carefully trimmed his hair. Wielding the scissors with her right hand, she held his erection with her left. Mike wiggled around, trying to push his dick in and out of her left hand, eager for more stimulation, completely oblivious to the dangers inherent in a pair of sharp scissors.

"You take over the shaving, Emily. I'll hold him down, so he doesn't get any more excited than he already is." With that, she pushed Mike flat on his back and straddled his chest. She kept moving back until her drenched cunt was over his nose and mouth. Emily got back with the warm water just in time to see Mike's huge member slide easily down Nikki's throat. When Nikki lifted her lips off Mike's cock, Emily took a few tentative licks for herself. All thoughts of shaving Mike were completely forgotten and the shaving paraphernalia was pushed to the side.

"What are you guys doing?" Sara asked as she sat up and noticed the other two girls drooling over Mike's penis. Upon inspection she stated, "That is what I call a perfect prick and if you girls don't mind, I want to sit on it."

Once the other girls moved out of her way, Sara got up and, with her feet on either side of Mike's hips, she impaled herself on his dick. "Goddamn," she exclaimed, "this feels like I'm sitting on the Washington Monument."

It wasn't until then that Sara noticed Nikki was sitting on Mike's face and—as though it were the most natural thing in the world—she reached out and caressed Nikki's wonderful jugs, while she moved her hips up and down the pole between her legs.

Emily got so turned on watching all the action, she whipped off her clothes and began frantically fingering herself with one hand, while she pulled on her nipple with the other. Suddenly, Mike erupted into Sara and they all collapsed on the bed. Although exhausted, everyone giggled when Emily got up to get everyone another drink, because her hairy mound was easily discernible.

"We still have to do Emily!" Nikki exclaimed. "We can't forget her."

Emily was more than eager. She hadn't ever experienced anything as erotic as this evening. She was scared about losing her virginity, but also enthusiastic about the prospect at the same time. Positioned on the bed, her butt almost hanging off the edge, Sara and Nikki pulled Emily's legs back and out, so she was wide open. Mike knelt down between her legs and gathered a clump of the longer hairs in the middle.

“This is another trophy for my memory book,” he announced as he used the scissors to remove the tuft, which he then placed on the table next to Sara’s. Then he carefully snipped off the rest of her long, dark, and very abundant curly locks.

Emily's vulva was awash in the juices flowing from her vagina, filling the room with her fragrance. Chewing on her lower lip, Emily watched as Mike began shaving her. Halfway through the process, Mike felt he had to stop and fill her opening with his cock. His fingers had been sliding in and out of her soaked vagina as he worked and the sounds and smell were more than he could stand.

"Please," Emily panted as if she could read his thoughts. "Oh God, please . . . put it in me. I need your hard cock inside me."

"You asked for it, baby," Mike shouted, placing the head of his penis at the entrance of her love box, "here it comes!"

Although Emily was a virgin, Mike felt no resistance as he slowly slid his hard shaft into her slick tunnel. After only a couple of dozen slow, deep strokes, he felt his testicles tighten as his second cum in less than an hour neared. The erotic sound of their coupling along with Emily's grunts and groans were enough to tip him over the edge. As Mike pushed in as deep as possible, they could both feel the tip of his penis trying to enter her uterus. With his pubic bone mashed against her clit, Emily climaxed right along with him.

Meanwhile, Sara and Nikki had been getting it on with each other on the other side of the big bed. Locked in a classic sixty-nine position, they were busily devouring each other. Mike didn't remember rolling off Emily, but was aware of someone mercifully turning off the room's lights. When he recovered after a short nap, he noticed that all three girls had passed out on his bed.

After getting some water from the bathroom, Mike quickly finished up the shave job on Emily. She awoke as he was applying the lotion, so he licked her until she demanded he screw her once again. Mike was amazed how responsive she was and how big her clit grew when it came out of its hiding place. After a long, slow, pleasant engagement, they both joined the others in dreamland.

It was after ten in the morning when Mike woke up to the sounds of the girls getting dressed. He offered to buy breakfast, but they declined, each giving him a passionate kiss before they left for home. The room was a shambles, but a twenty-dollar tip for the maid would make her happy. His conscience clear, Mike was about to leave when he saw the two curly tufts of pubic hair on the night table. He smiled to himself as he stowed them in his luggage. An image of his Tri-Delta threesome was etched in his brain with memories of a night he'd never forget.

While making their way home, all three girls were deep in their own thoughts, but all agreed that they'd had an erotic experience they'd also remember forever.

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It had been a terrible four months. Until four months ago everything had been fine where I lived, but then the neighbours moved away, the house was sold, bought by a private landlord, and new neighbours - tenants of his - arrived.

There was nothing wrong with the new neighbours. They were really nice, gentle people and as a good neighbour I helped them settle in, did some jobs for them, helped as any good neighbour would. Once I drove one of them to hospital because they were developing a harsh chest infection, and I had helped the neighbours deal with the health services. But there was a problem.

Up until that moment the road had been exclusively white, middle class, and it was going to stay that way. The new neighbours weren't. They were black. They were African. They were asylum seekers. And they were not welcome by most people on our road. There were five adults - all women aged from about 18 to 40. Valerie was the oldest, Holly her sister next. Jasmine was perhaps mid twenties, cousin of the other two. Sophie was 21, daughter of Valerie. Ruth was the youngest, daughter of Holly, only eighteen. I had heard their stories - their husbands and fathers killed in fighting, how they had walked for many weeks to escape the fighting, how, in the end, they had been smuggled out of the country. Their stories were terrifying, and they at least deserved this respite from the horrors of their own country.

Unfortunately the horrors of this country were almost as bad. Ruth - the youngest of them, was bullied in the street. Racist obscenities were painted over their walls. Bricks thrown through their windows. The older women spat at in the street. I was horrified - these were people who needed our help, yet no-one else could see it. I helped as best I could.

There was, of course, a cost to my helping. The friendly road where I lived quickly became very unfriendly. People I used to chat to ignored me in the street. I too had the slogans painted on my house. My car was keyed. I also got the abuse from local teenagers - all for just helping neighbours.

It came to a head on bonfire night. The street had had a bonfire party - to which neither myself or my neighbours were invited. Afterwards the local yobs lit a bonfire in the garden of my neighbours, they started throwing fireworks at the house, pushing burning paper through the letter box. The adults from the street just stood around laughing and drinking.

I phoned the police, but as I put the phone down I realised I had to do something - smoke was coming from the house next door. I charged out, demanded the yobs stop. I opened the door of the neighbours house, stamped on the fire burning in the hall, trapping them upstairs, I got them out and told them to go to my house. I screamed at the yobs to go away. They did stop terrorising the neighbours - they turned on me. I felt the boot and lost consciousness just as the police arrived.

Luckily I was not hurt badly, and returned home a few days later. The neighbours had been moved elsewhere - their house too badly vandalised and burnt to live in. I was lucky in that the police had boarded up my house, and It wasn't badly damaged. I could live with the slogans daubed on the walls for the time being. No-one was charged for the attack - no-one else in the road would testify, and now that the asylum seekers had moved I was left alone, ignored, apart from a bit of name-calling.

The next month or so returned to some normality, but I wasn't looking forward to Christmas. My family was overseas, and over recent years different people in the street had held parties and dinners and I'd had a good time. None of that would happen this year. It would be worse because I had to work to Christmas Eve and couldn't get away at all. I resigned myself to fate, read the telly pages and got in food and drink.

I was surprised suddenly by a strong "man from the ministry" knock on the door, about 7.30pm on Christmas Eve. I had sat down to watch the telly, beer can in hand when the heavy knock came. I struggled to my feet, opened the door, found myself suddenly surrounded by three tall thickset black men smartly dressed in suits. They looked for all the world like nightclub bouncers or gangland fixers. One spoke - "come with us." It was a voice not to be denied. "Come with us, and you will not be hurt".

"I think I have no choice............" I spluttered.

"You are right, friend" the leader replied. Within seconds I was in a car racing through the streets, sat between two of the men in the back, the third driving. No-one spoke.

After 30 minutes we arrived at wherever our destination was - we pulled into the front drive of a semi-detached house. I was taken in, through the hall, and sat in the sitting room on an armchair. The three men stood silently as we waited, but giving no space for questions or a chance to speak. It gave me time to take in the sitting room - simply furnished, but with orange walls, an orange loud-patterned carpet, ethnic patterned furniture.

I was looking around as I heard the front door open, people coming into the hall way. I reflected - I was so far beyond frightened that I was calm and collected..........

"Stand up, please". The leader of the three men beckoned me to my feet. The door opened. In walked the five asylum seeker women. I was shocked, just hadn't put it together.........

Next was even more surprising, as they fell to their knees in front of me. The leader of the three men broke into a great smile, shook my hand. "Sorry, my friend", he said, "but we knew that if you knew what was happening your modesty would have stopped you - you would have stayed at home. But you are a hero to us. You befriended these, our ladies, in their need. You defended them, you saved their lives in the fire. At great cost to you. You are a hero............." Suddenly all three men were shaking me by the hand, congratulating me, the 5 ladies on their knees applauding.

It was all too much - I burst into tears. They laughed and hugged me even more. At last the leader of the men spoke again, placing a necklace around my neck. "Mr Bill, we give you a great honour, you are fe-handa. We leave now - we leave you with your friends." The men were gone.

It had all been too much, I slumped back into the seat, ordering the ladies not to kneel. They quickly got to their feet, quickly produced a rough approximation of a cup of English tea. They chatted about how they had been re-housed while I was in hospital, how they had begun to make friends, how in their new home they had found a warm welcome from their neighbours, how the "awful time" was gone. How they had settled now. Their chatter about their move and what had happened eased the tension, I relaxed, we chatted about the new life they had made. They also mentioned that they had contacted the tribal council who had heard what I had done, and agreed that I should be Fe-Handa. However, every time I asked what "Fe-handa" was they moved the subject elsewhere.

It was about ten in the evening when I felt it was time to leave, and said I needed to get a taxi. The oldest of the ladies, about 40 - Valerie, held up her hand to stop me. "You are Fe-handa." I looked bemused as she continued.

"We knew you would be alone this Christmas. That is why we have brought you here. You will stay with us until after what you call boxing day. And you are Fe-handa".

I still couldn't understand. "What is Fe-handa?" I asked in confusion. Even more confusing was the response as the five ladies began to giggle and wink at each other, each telling someone else to explain...

At last Valerie spoke. "Fe-handa is a great honour our people bestow on only a few people - heroes, like you. We have organised for you to be Fe-handa - your necklace is your badge of honour, which gives you special privileges". She hesitated, as the other women giggled.

"Special privileges. It means you can have any woman from our tribe. Whether she is married or single, she is yours to use as you want."

I was still confused. "I don't understand.............."

Valerie continued. "Women from our tribe always have this tattoo" - she showed a tattoo on the back of her forearm. If you see a woman like that, then say to her you are Fe-handa, show her your necklace, and she is yours. To do as you want with. It is a great great honour for any of our women to be used by a Fe-handa. You are the first Fe-Handa who is not our colour - you are already known throughout our people."

I spoke. "Sorry, let me get this right. I can now go up to any woman in your people and she will have sex with me?"

Valerie replied very simply: "Yes."

Then one of the others took over: Valerie's sister, Holly. "But it's more than that - you can use them for any sexual acts you want, but we trust the honour of a Fe-handa that he will not hurt us. But if you want to hurt us or abuse us, we cannot say no."


My head was reeling. I gasped out: "I would never want to hurt anyone. Whenever I've been with someone I've desperately wanted them to enjoy it." I suddenly realised what I was saying. "No, its not right. I can't use people like that."

Holly replied: "We know you won't use people, we know that if you do take any woman you will want to pleasure them, not hurt them. That is the honour of the Fe-handa. But whatever you say, you now have that privilege - our people have bestowed it on you."

I sat quietly, my mind whirling. I spoke: "Can I have another cup of tea?"

We sat quietly as I drank my cup of tea, before Valerie continued. "You may, if you want, use those privileges later. But this is Christmas." Suddenly she went very coy. "You will stay with us for a few days - as long as you want. And we will serve you. You will share our bed. You can make us do anything. We cannot offer you anything because we have nothing. But you can have our bodies. Whenever, however you want."

I suddenly realised I was quite aroused. But the confusion was too much at this stage. "I can't. It's too confusing. I've never thought of you that way. I wouldn't want to take, I want to give pleasure - that's what excites me. But no. I don't know."

At last Holly took pity on me. "It's too late tonight to go home. Sleep here in our spare room. Eat with us tomorrow. Perhaps in the morning you will feel freer to decide."

Within minutes I found myself in a tiny bedroom with just space for a single bed, sitting on the bed, undressing, finding a toothbrush there for me. Lying in bed, mind whirling trying to sleep. Hearing noises, the women all sleeping in the other room in the house. It was probably the early hours before my mind ran out of energy, I was asleep.

I slept surprisingly well. The sense that people wanted me around, wanted to do things for me - I slept better than I had done for several months. I woke, at first confused, thinking I had dreamt everything, feeling something was wrong, or different. The first thing I noticed was the smell of cooking from elsewhere in the house, the smell of spicy food. Then noticed that it was light, so into the morning. Then the sound of radio and Christmas. Remarkably the last thing I was aware of was that I was not alone in the bed - it was their movement which gave them away. I suddenly realised I was in a sandwich - not just one other person, but two others lying with me, one on each side, each with their arms around me. As my awareness came back I could feel they were both naked. As was I. Pressed up together. It was all too much - I was instantly stiff, which the two girls were not slow to notice. As I woke I felt the girl in front of me allowing her hands to dance over my cock and balls, caressing, fondling, squeezing gently, exploring. It felt so good. The other girl was running her hands all over my back, but as I awoke more I felt her hands begin to run over my ass, gently pushing between the cheeks of my ass. Gently tickling deeper and deeper, until her fingers had found my asshole.

It was too much. I didn't even know which of the girls was in front of me, but pushed her onto her back, grasped her breasts, squeezed her nipples as I pushed my mouth to hers, my tongue thrusting in to meet her tongue. She gasped, but her nipples were stiff, and her tongue responded to mine. Quickly my hand went lower, my fingers running through her soft pubic hair, was quickly between her legs. Somehow there was no time for niceties - I pushed my finger, then two fingers straight inside her moist pussy, still with a hand grasping a breast, still with my mouth glued to hers.

As rough as I was, I felt her body responding, her hips gently rising to meet my probing hands. She was gasping against my mouth, pulling away slightly to moan.

As I slid my fingers in and out of her, I let the heel of my hand rest on her clitoris, and pushing and caress gently there. It took the girl by surprise, pleasant surprise as she thrust her hips up hard to meet my hand. Her mouth pulled away from mine as she moaned in pleasure.

Within seconds her body was writhing, her pussy squeezing my fingers, until suddenly she exploded in orgasm, her hips thrust upwards, moaning loudly, her pussy now sopping wet.

For what seemed like minutes her body bucked in orgasm, but slowly she slowed down, calmed, sighed, lay back on the bed. But I needed more.

Quickly I moved so my head was buried between her legs - I had to taste her. I let my tongue trace her pussy, tasting, taking in her wetness - she tasted so good. I thrust my tongue inside her, then moved it to her clitoris, then back to her pussy. Within seconds she was becoming aroused again.

Within seconds she was breathing heavily, moaning gently as my mouth, my tongue took over her pussy, nibbling the lips, thrusting into her, tickling her clit. Again her body was squirming, particularly as I concentrated more and more on her clit. Suddenly her body exploded into orgasm again - I held my tongue deep in her as her body shook, her hips thrusting up and down, her orgasm even stronger than her first.

Again she calmed down, wrapped her arms around my head, but my lust still hadn't been satisfied. I rolled on top of her, between her legs, put the tip of my cock to the lips of her pussy and plunged fully in her in one movement. Her pussy so wet it welcomed me deeply. The girl gasped as I held deep inside her - I whispered to her - "you want pleasure, I hope you are getting it."

Her reply was instant - "fuck me, please fuck me - this is the best ever..............."

I slowly began to slide my cock in and out of her pussy, her body responding to my thrusts, her hips thrusting up to meet my thrusting. I had forgotten the other girl completely, but was vaguely aware of her as I felt a finger probing my asshole, slipping through the ring. It made me harder as I fucked the girl underneath, faster and faster and faster, until as her third orgasm exploded, so I exploded, filling her with my cum.

I pumped hard, never produced more. Filled her pussy, her milking me with the muscles of her pussy.....

At last our orgasms had passed, I rolled off her, and only then looked to see which of the girls I had taken. It was Sophie, who looked exhausted, her hair dishevelled. I whispered to her. "Sophie, you were fantastic. I hope it was as good for you."

She replied instantly. "Fe-handa. That was the best."

The other girl had slipped out of the bed and left us. Only now do I realise I never knew which of them it was. After a few moments we got out of the bed, put on robes that were in the room, and sheepishly went downstairs. As we entered the sitting room, the other women were all there and clapped and giggled, and asked Sophie more questions in a fun way - none of which Sophie could answer from her embarrassment. I answered for her simply. I told them Sophie was fantastic, a wonderful person, beautiful, and utterly and completely delightful in bed. And could I have some breakfast! And happy Christmas to everyone.

While the ladies were preparing breakfast I disappeared to shower and get dressed, joining them again at in the kitchen diner. For some reason they were giggling again. I sat, not sure what was happening. Valerie put the cooked breakfast in front of me. There was a huge sausage on the plate, with two grilled halves of tomato placed in an "appropriate" spot. At the other end of the sausage they had placed two rashers of bacon, either side of the sausage. It looked very very obscene!

I stared, they laughed and giggled like little girls. I had to join in. As they calmed down Valerie spoke. "I'm sorry, leaving our own country, coming to a place where people don't seem to want us - it's grim. And losing all our men folk. Please forgive us. This is the first time since we left that we can laugh. And celebrate. You coming here for Christmas has set us free and broken barriers down."

Suddenly we were all in tears. I went around the table, lifted Valerie to her feet and put my arms around her and hugged her long and hard while she shed her tears.

At last she pulled herself together, so I stepped back slightly from her, kissed her softly on the lips, then lifted her so she was sat on the kitchen units. I reached under her dress, whispered "help me" to her, then gently removed her panties as she lifted herself off the side.

I dropped the panties to the floor, then leant forward, put my head under her skirt and kissed her softly on the lips of her pussy. My tongue flicked her lips, and I felt her gasp, her body squirm slightly. I let my tongue caress the lips, then gently push into her already wet pussy, swirling, making her squirm.

For 5 or 6 minutes I allowed my tongue to play on her pussy, entering her, nibbling the lips, before I flicked her clit. The moment I did she moaned in pleasure, issued an insistent "yes, please, more," while my tongue returned to her pussy.

A few seconds later I let my tongue caress her clitoris again, while gently easing two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. As I let my fingers repeatedly enter and withdraw, my tongue caressed her clit and her body squirmed, accompanied by insistent groaning.

I let my fingers find her g-spot, then let my tongue rapidly move on her clit, her body squirming. Suddenly she screamed out, her body shook, her pussy squeezed my fingers as her orgasm overtook her body. The wetness of her pussy increased, she cried "yes" several times. Her body tense in orgasm.

At last she calmed down. The others giggled and clapped. I turned embarrassedly, to see the others smile, to see Holly and her cousin Jasmine arm in arm laughing and leading the applause, sat next to each other on a sofa. Sophie and Ruth had sat on kitchen chairs to watch and joined in with the smiles and applause. I picked up Valerie's panties and turned to her, still sat on the kitchen side. I smiled. "I don't think you will need these again over Christmas". I put the panties in my pocket.

She looked down in coyness, obviously embarrassed to have made such a show in front of her relatives. But she still spoke so I could hear. "That was wonderful." Then she spoke in an almost childish voice: "I don't want to wear panties when you are here."

I needed a coffee! We made coffee, we all went through to the sitting room, Ruth first, Valerie, myself, Holly, still arm in arm with her cousin Jasmine, last Sophie. Holly sniggered. "So, Valerie and Sophie have had their pleasure. What are you going to do for the rest of us?"

I turned my head to the side, looked innocent, smiled. "What do you mean, Holly?" I asked in mock naiveté.

Holly giggled again. She turned on a little girl voice. "I want my share".

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm............." I pretended to ponder.....

Holly continued in mock severity. "I demand to have my share!"

"Okay..........." again I pretended to ponder for a moment, "..........then make love to Jasmine."

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