Paul was an interesting character. He had a full time job in town but also worked a few hours at the hotel, in the bottle shop.
I soon learnt that his attraction to this job was the extra money he was making on the side. This was before the days of computers and surveillance cameras and other high tech gadgetry. Many of the local indigenous community came to the bottle shop to buy their alcohol supplies and then they would return to the outlying missions where they lived. On social security day they would descend on the bottle shop in great numbers.
One characteristic they had was little understanding of the value of money. If you told them something cost twenty dollars they wouldn't know how much money to give you. Paul used to take advantage of this weakness.
Let’s say a carton of beer cost twenty dollars. The indigenous person, not knowing the value of money, might put forward a twenty dollar note, another twenty, and a hope it was enough. Paul would look at the money and tell them it was enough and give them a few dollars back, and put the profit from this exchange in his pocket. It was not uncommon for him to make over a thousand dollars a week extra, cash in hand using this method of stealing from the locals. On the pension week he would make a fortune from the men who would hand over all their money for alcohol.
Usually during the second week it was the women who would have the money for the booze. They either kept some aside, or offered the men sex in return for money to buy alcohol or a straight swap, pussy for beer. It was quite an outrageous situation and quite disturbing, but then I wasn't the law and it wasn't my job to police the social welfare system in this country. And I am sure it is something that had gone for a long time.
Anyhow, Paul had a plan. He had a good income from his full time job, where he also seemed to be able to rip off the clients, and he was making a fortune from the bottle shop. He was saving for a house and within six months planned to be able to pay cash for it, far, far away. It was interesting, clever and disturbing.
It also appeared he had dabbled in the sex for beer trade to keep himself in pussy from time to time. I don't know if his new lover was aware of all this.
THE SECOND PARTY
The night came and I decided I would try the party out. I went there with a friend of mine, a guy called Peter. There were only a few people there, Peter and I sat down to drink with a guy called Terry. I realized after a while that this was Angie’s boyfriend. Actually I was buggered if I could see what Angie saw in this guy. He seemed like a nut to me. He also seemed quite drunk already.
There were a few girls I hadn't seen around before, we made idle chatter.
After last night’s episode with Karen I wasn't yet desperate enough to dive into someone else’s bed.
About an hour later Karen and Angie graced the party with their presence and they both looked drunk. Karen saw me and seemed delighted, which was good. She reached out for me, gave me a passionate kiss and started to dance with me, closely. I could feel her boobs against me. As we danced she whispered softly into my ear, “Angie said yes to a threesome with us. She just wants to get Terry drunk and get him to sleep so she can come and play.”
Wow, I just about blew my load there and then hearing that news; she had obviously been busy telling Angie about us.
I continued to dance with Karen; Angie worked on getting Terry very drunk. Given Terry’s current state I reasoned it may not take him long to be wiped out - an hour later Terry was asleep in a spare room.
Karen and Angie invited me to follow them to Karen’s room. I entered the room; Angie turned on the lights and shut the curtains. Then Angie moved next to the bed, turned to face me and removed all her clothing. Karen walked up to Angie, stood in front of her and also removed her clothes. The two girls then started to kiss, eagerly and passionately.
It was such a turn on watching them. They were really getting into it. I felt my cock getting hard but didn't want to spoil their fun. I sat down and continued to drink the beer I had brought with me. I was amazed to see Angie push Karen down onto the bed and begin to lick her vagina. I was to find out later that Angie had been wildly excited by this the night before when she saw me and Karen in action. She had talked to Karen about this during the day and apparently Karen had agreed to let her do this tonight. I was going crazy watching Angie licking Karen in her bleeding state.
Karen looked over to me and said, “Join us honey.”
I didn't need to hear that twice.
I stripped off and walked over to the girls. Angie lifted her head from Karen’s cunt; she had the girls’ blood on her mouth. She reached out for my dick and started to suck it. I moaned with delight as this very hot and drunk woman started to suck me off.
As I was getting this oral attention, Karen pushed her hand down between Angie’s legs and started to finger her, roughly. My cock was swelling with excitement. I grabbed Angie’s head and held it whilst I pumped my cock into her mouth. Her moist mouth was heavenly around my member. This was just so incredibly wild. Karen pulled her fingers out of Angie’s cunt and then lifted them up to me, I sucked her fingers gently, I could smell Angie’s cunt on them, I could taste it. I pulled my dick out of Angie’s mouth and pushed her over onto her belly.
I forced her legs open and pushed my cock into her soaking wet pussy as my lover watched. As I pumped into Angie, Karen bent forward and pulled Angie’s ass cheeks apart and started licking the woman’s asshole.
I watched in amazement as Karen licked the other woman’s bum. Then Karen knelt next to me, held open Angie’s ass and told me to fuck it. Oh my fucking god, this was hot.
Angie called out for me to do it, and with those instructions clearly in my head, I placed my swollen cock head against the small opening of Angie’s puckered little sphincter.
I pushed slowly, watching as Angie’s hole stretched reluctantly to accommodate my penis. Karen spat on her fingers and applied more of her saliva as lubricant. I told Angie to push back on my cock, as she complied her asshole opened and I slid powerfully into her butt.
As I penetrated her completely, I noticed Karen was masturbating next to me. Angie moaned loudly as I slowly fucked her bum, I leaned forward and pulled her hair; she screamed and begged for more. I slapped her ass hard and then watched as Karen ran her fingernails down Angie’s back. She drew blood. I looked down and watched every stroke of my cock in and out of this woman’s tight asshole. I could smell our sex, dirty and rough. I could smell Karen’s cunt as she masturbated. She also smelled dirty.
It wasn't long before all this excitement was too much for me, and I started to thrust harder as I neared my climax.
Karen sensed my need and urged me to cum in Angie’s ass. She said she wanted to see my cum in the other girl’s asshole. Angie also encouraged me to fill her, telling me she wanted me to cum in her ass. Moments later I obliged, I gripped Angie’s hips and slammed desperately into her asshole, then shot my creamy love into her butt, filling it, enjoying it.
As I came, Karen started to kiss me, giving me strength to fill Angie until I was spent. She lay me down afterwards, gave my cock a kiss and a little suck, and then she started to lick Angie’s asshole – my eyes popped out of their sockets!
Angie held her own cheeks open so the other woman could enjoy her cum filled ass. I couldn't believe what I was watching. Karen was clearly one very dirty girl, and I loved it. She suited me perfectly and I suspected she was beginning to realize how much we had in common sexually. She then slid two fingers deep into Angie’s available ass as the woman cried out. Karen wriggled her fingers around and then slowly removed them. She put them to her nose and smelled them; she put them to her mouth and licked them. Then she offered them to me and I sucked them slowly as I looked at Karen.
Karen smiled at me and blew me a kiss. Angie then stood up, wiped the leaking cum from her ass with her panties, and searched for something under her bed.
She then brought out the biggest, thickest dildo I had ever seen. And we all knew were that was going to end up. Karen got onto her
back and spread her legs wide. She reached for my hand and held it tight. Then we both watched as Angie inserted the huge dildo into Karen’s vagina. It was stunning to watch.
Karen cried out, the dildo was stretching the skin of her vagina, stretching her to the limits.
Angie was going wild, moving the dildo around, forcing Karen’s cunt open wide and wider. Karen was gripping my hand as she was ravaged, her love hole now open so incredibly wide. And it was covered in blood!
The room smelled of our sex, of Angie’s ass, Karen’s cunt and my cum and our combined sweat. I was just watching, spell bound, mesmerized. I couldn't believe how this was happening, these girls were so crazy. Then Angie started to remove the huge dildo. Slowly she eased it out of Karen’s cunt, until it was finally released.
I looked down; Karen’s cunt was gaping open. Angie was not finished with my girl yet. She moved her hand towards Karen’s cunt and then said, “Open baby, I want to fist you, I want you to take my hand in your body.”
Karen cried out, “Oh fuck no,” she cried, but Angie proceeded anyhow.
Karen lifted her legs up and placed them around Angie’s body, and I watched Angie push her small hand slowly into Karen’s vagina. Karen was going through a mixture of pain and pleasure. She was calling out for more, and screaming in pain as well. I held her in my arms and kissed her, soothed her as she was ravaged voluntarily.
Karen was arching her back as she was fucked by Angie’s fist, and her breathing becoming more rapid. I knew she was going to cum soon, I wanted to watch her climax. Karen was forcing her tongue desperately into my mouth, holding me, clutching me. And then she came, she orgasmed loudly, I was sure everyone in the building must have heard her. I held her closely until she was relaxing.
As we watched Angie then picked up the dildo and started to masturbate in front of us. She sat on the bed, legs open for both of us to see everything. Karen and I enjoyed the view and began to watch Angie rub her clit with the big rubber object.
It didn't take her long to cum, she had been so aroused for the past hour. I watched as she closed her eyes and rubbed herself harder. I watched as she climbed her sexual peak, and then came powerfully, her cunt gushing.
Karen and I were entwined in a lovers embrace, Angie came up and hugged us both and kissed us. She thanked us both for the experience. Karen and I told her it had been a sexual experience of our lives. Angie left and I slept in Karen’s arms all night.
THE SHIP
In the morning there was a note from Karen. She had the early shift in the hotel. She said she wanted to see me before I went to work, she said thank you for the night, and she told me that she loved me. I was stunned by the last line.
It didn't bother me but it was a quick change from the sentiments of night one. A few hours later I went off in search of this mystery woman. I found her cleaning one of the motel rooms. When she saw me she came up to me, looked to make sure nobody was looking and kissed me.
She looked so much different in her work clothes – she was professional, serious and modest. She invited me to sit down with her.
I did.
She looked at me and said she had been through a lot, but had never met someone like me who she sensed was decent, caring and had a sexual perversity similar to her own.
She said she realized last night how comfortable she was with me when we were in bed with Angie. And she didn't want to lose me due to the comments made the night before. She knew she was taking a risk, but felt comfortable I wouldn't reject her for her love. I put my arms around her and told her I loved her too. That amazed me.
We chatted for a while and agreed that we wanted to be together, but we also wanted to have more wild sexual adventures like last night, as long as we were both comfortable with it.
She then told me that she couldn't come out tonight, she had to work in the bar late because someone was away. But she wanted me to go out with Angie and Terry who had invited me on some adventure tonight with Paul.
I kissed her and then went off to work; I had no inkling of what was to happen that night.
Terry and Angie came around about nine pm that night, in a car.
Well it was a jeep, rather than a car. I jumped in the back and Terry sped off down the road. We drove to town, then down to the harbour area and pulled up at a Korean ship. Waiting at the gangplank was one of the sailors from that ship. He welcomed us and invited us aboard. We walked up the gangplank, then along a series of corridors before arriving at some kind of small crew recession area. Nobody else was around, except for one of the crewman’s buddies. They bought out some bottles, apparently very cheap Korean booze, cheap but powerful and we started drinking with them. We all laughed and joked for a while then Terry and the two sailors went off to another room. I was a bit confused but suspected they had gone off to do some drug deal.
Angie, meanwhile, was knocking back the booze and just talking aimlessly about some crap at the hotel that day. Bored with her dribble, I went off to see where Terry was and stumbled into a room where Terry was on his knees and the Korean guys were fucking him. I had seen a lot the last few days but hadn’t expected this.
I politely excused myself and went back to Angie. She noticed I was a bit ruffled and came close to cuddle me. “You saw Terry didn't you,” she asked.
I nodded. She then explained that Terry was bisexual. She sometimes wondered, she said, if he didn't like guys more than her. I couldn't imagine any man wanting a man rather than her, she was so hot. She cried a little, said thank you and suggested we leave. I followed.
She jumped in the driver’s seat and we took off up the road. About halfway home she pulled over onto the side of the road, and behind some scrub. She then leaned over and told me to kiss her. She assured me it was ok with Karen. She told me that the threesome the night before had been a setup, Karen and she had agreed to it during the day, when Karen had told Angie about our period sex, and Angie had told Karen that she wanted to lick her during her period. She disclosed to me that Karen had confessed about her loving me and had asked Angie to take me out that night so that she knew I was with someone she trusted.
Women, they figure it all out! Angie took her panties down and lifted up her skirt and then pulled my cock out of my pants and straddled me. She kissed me powerfully as she ground her cunt on me, and took only a few minutes to cum. She was a unique woman for sure. She said she would suck me off, but I told her it was ok and I was happy to kiss and cuddle for a while and then go home. She smiled, kissed me on the cheek and said I was a good boy.
We drove back home and as we pulled up in front of the units, Karen was walking across the courtyard on her way home from work. She appeared to be genuinely delighted to see us and raced up to kiss me.
Then she spoke quietly to Angie, they seemed to be talking about me, and Angie bid me goodnight and was gone.
Karen kissed me and smiled. “It seems you saved yourself for me,” she said.
“Maybe we should go inside so I can look after your needs,” she continued.
I followed her in, and she took my hand and led me to the shower. She undressed, then undressed me and bent over to smell and kiss my cock. She smiled and told me she liked that familiar smell. She was referring to the scent of Angie’s cunt, of course. We stood in the shower for a long time the water running over her gorgeous young and fertile body. I took the soap and cleansed her all over, as she did the same to me. There is nothing quite like the sexual anticipation that comes from a shower with a lover.
As I stood there, she moved me against the wall, my back to the wall.
She lowered herself to my hardening penis and began to suck it eagerly.
She was clearly intent on making me cum in her mouth whilst we showered, I was happy to do it. I was really growing very fond of this woman. It was not long before I released my pent up seed into her mouth, she took it all. Then she stood up and kissed me on the mouth, and she pushed some of my cum into my mouth, making me taste it. This very a very saucy girl
.
We dried each other off and she indicated that she wanted me to sleep with her again, that she enjoyed the comfort of me in her bed.
As we fell asleep in each other’s arms, she confided in me that her last boyfriend had told her she was frigid.
Clearly he was an idiot!
I lay in bed waiting to fall asleep and realized all this had happened in only a few days.
Little did I know that over the next six months there would be many, many other wild adventures.
Make sure you join me for them. There are follow on stories to this introduction – Tropical Hotel the Titty Party, and
Menage a Trois.
The Cruise of Sexual Bliss is also related to that time period of my life.
CUCKOLD HUSBAND IN THE PARK
Richard had a fantasy that he was too lacking in courage to live out. Then one day his wife decided it was time for her to force him to submit, to other men and she drove him to a park she knew about, a park frequented by men.
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