0 comments/ 116197 views/ 7 favorites A Bet Between Brothers By: chrisfromlondon It was Susan's wedding that brought it all back to him; the seven of them all together for the first time for many years. They had all gone their separate ways and been successful in their different ways. They were not really that close but, as he looked on as they gathered in front of the photographer, there was something indefinable that bound them together. Born within a month of each other, in different countries and cultures, they had all flown into London for the wedding. They mixed freely among the other guests and it was only for that moment when the pictures were being taken that they were all together. Sebastian smiled and walked out on to the balcony overlooking the river with his elder brother, Tom. It seemed such a long time ago... It had been a stupid, drunken wager. Sebastian and Tom had just sold the publishing business they had built up together during the previous ten years or so. The offer had been too good to refuse; they were both unmarried and in their thirties. The deal had completed in the early hours and the cash was now safely in the bank. The champagne flowed and they made the bet. Whoever won would pass half of his share of their fortune to the other. They were sober enough to realise that they would both never have to work again, even if they lost the bet. They booked a well-known country house hotel for their exclusive use over a long summer weekend. Sebastian and his team made all the arrangements; every thing had to be perfect. He had the bridal suite and a personal servant for four nights. He spent the first night and the following day sleeping and resting; he had gone through the last month without sex, alcohol or undue exertion. He was as ready as he could be! At midnight on the Saturday night, he had shaven, bathed, dried himself and was lying naked on the silk sheets in the four poster bed. It was a warm summer's evening with a gentle breeze from the open window. Sebastian heard a knock on the door. "Come in," he said noticing how he hardened immediately. She was a stunningly beautiful woman of medium height with short light brown hair, startling green eyes and high Eurasian, almost Mongolian cheekbones. She wore a simple blue gown; as she walked toward the bed, she allowed it to fall to the ground revealing her naked below. Sebastian gasped at the whiteness of her skin, contrasting with the full dark bush between her legs and the large pink nipples at the centre of her superb uplifted breasts. She said nothing but smiled enigmatically as she lay on the bed beside him. All she did was get into position on her back and opened her legs. He had planned to take it more slowly but found himself acting as a wild animal might. He got himself above her and shoved in, finding her surprisingly moist and ready for him. The delight of feeling cunt lips around him after so long was too much; he drove all the way in, then moved faster and faster. She wrapped her legs around him and fucked him back. It was all over so quickly; Sebastian felt it coming and made no attempt to control the orgasm. He pushed hard as he came inside her and he seemed to feel her pussy muscles squeezing harder as if to pull all the spunk into her. He relaxed and eased himself out of her. "I'm so sorry. It's been a while; you know how it is!" She smiled again, remaining silent, gave him a light kiss on the lips and rose from the bed. She picked up her gown and, still naked, walked elegantly and aloofly from the room. The last glimpse of her shapely body was her perfect bottom wiggling provocatively as she opened the door and left. Sebastian felt a lot better now; he went to the bathroom to clean himself up. As he returned, the lights went off. In pitch black until his eyes adjusted to the moonlight, he tried to find the bed, stumbling against a hard chair. "Fuck it!" He cried. "Over here, honey, for that!" At least this one talks, he thought! The sound of an American accent reminded Sebastian of various lovers from the USA over the years, all highly sexed and demanding women. They expected the best and usually made sure they got it. As his eyes adjusted, he could just recognise the outline of her body in the middle of the bed; he could smell her subtle perfume and hear her soft expectant breathing. He wanted to have total darkness so pulled the curtains round the four-poster, before moving inside on to the bed. He reached out and touched her warm body. "Ow – cold hands." She whispered. But he persisted, allowing both hands to explore, establishing that she was lying on her back, up over her flat stomach and then gently around the shape of her hips and up her slender waist. Then up to her soft breasts; she gasped as his hands caressed them tenderly and then more roughly causing the nipples to harden ready for his tongue and lips. Instead he moved his body up over her body, his hairy chest tickling her breasts. His hands explored the shape of her face so that his lips could find hers with small soft kisses. She responded, kissing him back and wrapping her arms around him. They rolled together on the bed forcing their bodies as close together as they could. His dick was hard and ready and he wanted to get it in her, but as his fingers explored down there, her hands moved to the top of his head and pushed down hard. "Down, English boy – you have to earn this sweet American cunt!" She felt amazing as his mouth went down again over her tits, nipples now as hard as they could be, over her belly button and down to the soft downy well-trimmed triangle of hair which he pulled on it gently with his teeth. She shifted her body so that her legs opened enough for him to smell that distinctive aroma of a wet, eager woman's pussy taking over from her perfume and from the first signs of sweat appearing on both their bodies. "No" he thought "I'll tease her – two can play at that game." He kissed the outside of her lips and ran his tongue along them parting them enough for him to taste the juices and for her to shiver with anticipation. A second light kiss and then he moved lower; her hands quickly went to the back of his head to try to keep it in position but too late. Her hands fell between her legs and had little choice but to test the wetness there. Then she felt him take her right foot in his hands and begin to suck on each of her toes one by one, from the smallest along to her big toe. His teeth bit her hard enough for her to forget momentarily the warm sensation of excitement between her legs, as a shiver of pleasure ran up her ankles, to her knees and inner thighs. As she started to rub her clitoris with the middle finger of one hand and her left nipple with the other hand, she could feel him doing the same as before with her left foot. No one had done it like that to her before; now the sensations from her feet upward met those from the middle of her body. Her legs began to shake; her stomach and buttocks clenched. Small tingling orgasms between her legs were followed by the realisation that he had removed her hand from between her legs and replaced it with his head, his lips and his long, strong, rhythmic tongue. He tasted her properly for the first time and lapped up her juices until they ran down his chin and down her arse crack on to the sheet below. He could sense that she was now in her own little world, concentrating on the pleasure racking through her whole body. The scream of ecstasy could be heard throughout the hotel. Tom smiled to himself as he sipped his brandy in the restaurant below; he knew that he would get his chance with the American later. As it was, he was more than happy with the Russian girl kneeling between his legs with her mouth full of hard throbbing dick! Sebastian was oblivious to anything but the taste and texture of prime pussy; his finger eased in, found her g-spot and pushed against the wall until he felt it tighten around him. She felt that his finger was the size of three or four fingers as she exploded again and again; Sebastian's mouth got the benefit as she squirted out her fluid. It was time to move out from between her legs; he moved up, kissed her passionately. Her mouth enjoyed the taste of herself and her pussy enjoyed the knowledge that his hard tip was nuzzling against her hard clitoris ready to thrust in. "I want it from behind, now!" She yelled. "Fuck your bitch, now!!" As she rolled over on to her front, he got behind her and, by feel and touch, located her lower hole. She was so wet and ready that he slipped out the first time; he used the loose sheet to dry some of it off and then thrust in again. She was still experiencing small orgasms but he concentrated on the pleasure of the friction between his dick and her tight cunt walls. Hands gripping her hips hard, he drove in harder and faster, enjoying the groans of pleasure below him. She had one enormous orgasm left and they came together. He felt it all the way up from his balls, up each inch of his dick; he grabbed the insides of her thighs and forced himself all the way in at the moment the first spurt rushed into her and kept the position until all was spent inside her. As he softened, he removed his dick covered in her juices and lay beside her, exhausted and covered in sweat. They kissed tenderly. "That was wonderful. Can I see you now?" "Not until morning. Sleep now, my English stud. I will still be here for you when it gets light." As Sebastian lay on his front in the middle of the bed and quickly fell into a contented sleep with his lover on his right, he was blissfully unaware of another warm, naked body slipping under the sheet on the other side. He would need all the sleep he could get tonight! A Bet Between Brothers Ch. 2 Sebastian began to stir as the first light came through the open window. Someone had opened the curtains of the four poster bed during the night and the shadow of the early morning sun crept slowly along the carpet towards the bed. As he stretched, his arms encountered soft warm flesh on either side. The soft light was enough for Sebastian to recognise the Russian beauty he had taken so quickly last night. She was lying on her side watching him intently. "Hello, Sebastian. I am Anouscha. I am from Russia." "Hi, Seb. I'm Debbie. I'm from New York, USA." He recognised the voice behind him and turned over to see what this American minx looked like. The light was behind her; he could make out the long hair and the lovely curve of her body as she lay on her side facing him. Both women snuggled up and gave him a good morning kiss, resting their soft breasts against his chest. "Hello, Sebastian. I am Baptista and I am from Brazil." A soft South American voice that oozed the suggestion of sex under a hot Brazilian sun! Sebastian looked toward the end of the bed but could see nothing at first; but he could feel the warm hands taking hold of his feet and gently pulling his legs apart. Then the tickling of her long hair and the sensuous feeling of her lips kissing him all the way up the insides of his calves and thighs. At the same time, as her hands explored upwards up the outside of his legs and hips, the two women beside him were kissing each other as well as Sebastian; he sensed that they too had opened their legs and were gently playing with themselves. Debbie put her fingers up to allow both Sebastian and Anouscha to taste. Delicious! Then he felt the lips below reach his balls and a tongue run all around them and up the hardening shaft above. The head rose up ready to take him in her mouth; her broad smile revealed perfect white teeth – she was another stunningly beautiful girl with bright shining brown eyes and a large mouth which she lowered and kissed and licked the tip of his dick. Enjoying the first drip of succulent pre-cum, she then took him in her mouth and sucked him in and out with lengthening strokes until he was all the way in. Baptista's hands were now straying and exploring the bodies of the women, caressing their breasts and pulling hard on their nipples, while concentrating on the work she was doing with her mouth. Her hands went down each of the women's sides and clenched each buttock hard so that they could feel the fingernails digging into the soft skin. While they both continued to rub their own clitoris, they felt two of Baptista's fingers sliding in and out of their tight wet cunts with the same rhythm as she was applying to him. "Yeh, baby. Finger-fuck my cunt." Yelled Debbie, while the Russian began to gibber in her own language. They sounded different until they both came, Debbie first and then Anouscha, loud primeval screams right into Sebastian's ears. For a moment, this took his mind off the pleasure surrounding his dick. He signalled with his eyes that Baptista should move up and finish him off. She immediately withdrew her mouth and came up to kiss him and the other women. Her fingers came up too and were sucked and enjoyed by them all. Now she got into position above him; he could see for the first time her athletic brown body and perfect large breasts. She slid on easily; he admired the way her pussy lips wrapped around him and the prominent clitoris poked out above. She soon got into her stride, speaking to him in Portuguese that grew louder and more strident as her pace quickened and her breasts bounced more energetically above him. Meanwhile, Anouscha and Debbie had moved so that they were positioned over Sebastian's face with each cunt close enough for him to smell the pungent aroma, each strong but subtly different. They used one hand to rub their own clitoris whilst fingering the others' pussy. Baptista put a hand on each of the women's shoulders to steady herself as her fucking became faster and faster. Anouscha came first this time followed by Sebastian as he exploded hard into Baptista; she quickly moved off and lay on her back with a pillow under her bottom. Then Debbie: "Oh yes; yes; fuck; fuck; fuck; fuck. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh.." A short silence as if she had finished, then a second stronger wave of convulsions racked through her body. The others watched amazed as the American let out a long ecstatic final scream of release. Few would still be awake in the hotel now!! Sebastian rested and watched with pleasure while the three naked women arranged the breakfast things on the balcony over-looking the swimming pool below. They each moved so elegantly and naturally as if they were sisters who had been together for years. Anouscha and Baptista had only basic English but could make themselves understood well enough. They all enjoyed a long relaxed breakfast after a refreshing swim in the pool. Sebastian had just one glass of champagne while the girls had enough to have them giggling and playing games in the water. One glass and the food made him drowsy so he sat in the shade in his dressing gown and dozed off contentedly. He was awoken by the voice of an English woman. "Excuse me. I'm Amanda – I'm looking for Sebastian." "That's me. Welcome. I gather you had problems with the trains last night. Any way: champagne?" "Lovely, thanks. I'm sorry I'm so late, but it was unavoidable." "Don't worry; you're here now and looking very pretty I must say. Meet some of the others; they are a bit less formal, you'll see." The three others has just finished their swimming and sun bathing and arrived back giggling like school-girls, still naked with wet hair and water running off them onto the warm stone floor. Amanda shook their hands rather aloofly with a supercilious expression on her face; she had not been told there would be others there today and did not welcome competition! She was proud of her body but knew that it was larger and older than the youthful figures she was trying hard not to look at. Debbie caught the tone first. "What's up with you, Mandy? Never seen naked pussy before?" "I'll see you later, Sebastian. I must unpack" Debbie said and turned and walked away, with a scowl on her face. Sebastian admired her shapely, full figure and thought to himself that it was a pity if she was upset. But Debbie had other ideas; she signalled to Anouscha and Baptista to follow her. They ran after Amanda and caught her up just as she reached the pool. She was at full tilt and a small push from the three together was enough to send her hurtling over the edge and into the deep end. The expression of shock and fury on her face, as she struggled for a second to keep her balance and then fell backwards into the deep end, sent them into unashamed hysterics. Even Sebastian could not help smiling. Luckily, Amanda was a strong swimmer; Sebastian tried to help her out but she brushed him aside. She took the towel he offered and allowed herself to be guided, tears running down her face, to the changing room. "Sorry about that, Amanda; youthful high spirits, I'm afraid." "Don't worry; I'll be OK in a minute or two. After all, I'm here for fun too!" "I'll be back shortly. Have a sauna to warm yourself up." Left alone, Amanda took off her wet clothing, unaware that she was being watched; the security guard, sitting in front of the TV screen, had enjoyed the sight of the naked women by the pool and now feasted his eyes on her voluptuous body as she undressed. He unzipped his shorts and rubbed slowly on his dick, as he became more aroused. Shoes off, dress unbuttoned and slipped off, bra pulled off the large mature breasts and unclipped, sexy panties pulled down revealing a full damp bush between the legs. Amanda towelled herself dry and stretched showing off the shape of her uplifted breasts; she liked what she saw in the mirror. At least she was a real woman; strong, curvaceous and experienced. She smiled in anticipation of the delights ahead. As she wrapped a towel around her, entered the sauna and poured water on the coals, Sebastian had returned with the others; they had come to apologise and make up. He knocked on the door. "Are you OK?" "Of course, come on in. It's lovely and warm." Sebastian signalled the others to go into the neighbouring sauna and entered Amanda's. She was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bench with the towel underneath. She had time to move her hand from between her legs. Already the sweat was pouring off her body, over her mountainous tits and down between her legs. As he sat opposite, pouring more water on the coals, steam rose and filled the small room. Amanda lay back and relaxed, each breast falling to one side of her body which glistened as he slowly ran his eyes up and down the white, seductive flesh. She raised her knees and opened her legs enough for him to see that the skin around her pussy, below the pubic triangle, was clean-shaven. He could see the first signs of arousal, pink around the hole and plenty of damp between the pretty pussy lips and over the prominent clitoris that she had been rubbing secretly. He could feel himself begin to harden as his own sweat began to flow. He lay back too and enjoyed the heat all around them. But Amanda took the initiative; she had gone without sex for more than a year, since that shit of a husband had walked out on her, and the sight of an erect penis over a firm stomach was too much for her. She couldn't wait. By the time the three others joined them – their curiosity had got the better of them – Amanda had her legs around his head, so he could suck and tongue her, and her mouth around his dick. Debbie was delighted: "Go Mandy; go, girl!" They sat in line on the bench opposite, brazenly kissing and playing with each other's tits and cunts. Amanda was ready to cum, but wanted him inside her. She didn't know that he had had three orgasms already today and would take longer than usual. She moved around and got on top of him; although her cunt was tight and she was nervous now that it would hurt, she pushed down determinedly until half his dick was inside her. That felt wonderful as she moved slowly up and down, but she could not imagine getting any more in her. Sebastian had grasped her fleshy arse and was trying to get further up her. "Give us a hand, girls!" he gasped. Debbie grinned. She got up, placed a hand on each of Amanda's shoulders and thrust down as hard as she could. She felt resistance and then suddenly it slid all the way in. Amanda gasped with pain and tried to pull out again, but Debbie continued to press down until Amanda began to feel the pleasure of small orgasms masking the pain. She used her free arm to push Debbie off. "Fuck off. Thanks, we're fine now!" As Amanda moved more fluently, a sixth person entered the crowded room. The silent pictures on the screen were not enough now and the tall black security man had left his position to join them. He had removed his clothes and stood there with his huge nine-inch dick at full attention. The three girls tried to pounce on him but he brushed them aside. He watched Amanda straddling Sebastian, her ample bum rocking up and down. Using his hand, he transferred pussy juice on to his dick to provide at least some lubrication. Even so, only a strong man could have forced himself up that tight little bum hole. Hands on her hips, he thrust hard in and out gradually entering inch by inch. Sebastian could fell the movement of his new friend causing Amanda's cunt to tighten with a vice like grip around him. Amanda screamed with pain and pleasure but was powerless as the black stud took over and controlled the pace of the fucking. She felt as if her whole body was full -Sebastian not moving but very hard inside her, the force behind pushing her up and down his shaft like a red-hot poker ramming harder and faster. Her body wracked with a delicious agony as the orgasms swept through her. Debbie had her mouth as close to Amanda's cunt and arse crack as she could, licking the black balls and lapping up her juices as they cascaded down between her legs, mingling with the sweat of them all. Anouscha and Baptista were now standing, offering her pussies to the black man's mouth, caressing their clitorises but most of all savouring the sight of Amanda being fucked by two men at once. No one could remember who came first. They were each oblivious of their surroundings. Amanda probably started full-blooded orgasms first and kept going the longest - her screams were by far the loudest. Sebastian simply felt himself explode and dribble up Amanda's cunt. He had no energy to make much noise. The security guard came in a huge last thrust and grunted noisily. The girls just squealed as they came; Debbie drinking all the fluids like a greedy little pig with a big self-satisfied grin on her face. When it was over, the black man gave a half-apologetic wave and left, followed closely by Annouscha who took his hand and lead him out of the changing room and back to her bed-room. Baptista gave a cry of animal pleasure, skipped naked to the pool and dived back into the cool clear water. Amanda and Sebastian lay in a heap of sexual exhaustion, while Debbie continued licking and tasting between their legs, enjoying the subtle differences in taste and texture between the spunk from her cunt and that so much quicker still oozing from her bum. Soon there was nothing left but the smiles on all their faces and a satisfying soreness between both Sebastian's and Amanda's legs! A Bet Between Brothers Ch. 3 While Sebastian and Amanda slept together after a light lunch, and the black security guard serviced the eager young orifices of Anouscha in her bed-room, Debbie and Baptista returned from the village pub with two new friends, both strapping young local farmers. They opened more champagne and continued drinking and frolicking in and around the pool. Soon they were all naked and ready for more fun. Amanda awoke and joined them by the pool, introducing herself to Tom, the brother of Sebastian who had made the bet. He was making sure that everyone had a plentiful supply of condoms, except of course Sebastian who had more serious business ahead. Then Tom invited Amanda to join him in a stroll around the grounds; she joined him, wearing nothing but her bikini bottom, her breasts swinging invitingly as they walked across the lawn to the path up the hill through the woods. As soon as they were out of sight, Tom innocently remarked. "By the way, Amanda, my brother and I share all things!" Amanda smiled and immediately slid her panties off and put her arms round him. He felt the length of her naked body, soft except for the large pink nipples against his chest, warm and willing. She whispered in his ear "I'm all yours!" and then lay on the ground with her legs apart, her pussy open and ready. Meanwhile, as Tom mounted Amanda with enthusiasm, back indoors, Sebastian felt tired; his muscles ached and his balls were a little sore now. He called for a massage and was soon joined in the bedroom by a tall, athletic African beauty with short black curly hair and a wide friendly smile. "Hello there. I'm Gladys – what can I do for you?" She was wearing a simple, short white dress and, it seemed, very little else; she carried a bag from she took a few bottles and tubes of lotion. She stood there for a second while he looked her up and down. Then he stood up and slowly unbuttoned the front of her dress, enjoying the perfection of her breasts as they sprang free and the strong firm flesh of a well-toned body. "I thought I needed a massage, but that can wait now!" He had forgotten all about his aches and pains now! He ran his hands all over her body and marvelled at the perfection of her black skin and long sinuous limbs. The dark triangle between her legs was for later – first, they kissed and held each other, rolling on to the bed together. "I have never been with a white man before" she whispered. "You are bigger than I expected!" The touch of her soft hand brought him to full attention; the touch of his long finger between her legs sent a sudden shiver through her body. As he felt her wetness, they both smiled. "Your eyes are so blue." "Your pussy is so wet!" "Taste and tell me if it is like a white woman's" Sebastian moved his head between her legs and breathed in the warm, musky air; as she pushed urgently on his head, his tongue entered her and slid up and down the hairy, ticklish lips. It was different but then all women had their own distinctive taste. This was strong, sweet and earthy. Gladys began to moan with pleasure as he found her clitoris, pushed his finger on the top of it so that the hood folded back. Than when he tongued again softly and then harder, she squealed more loudly and pushed up against him. Her hips began to gyrate; Sebastian tried to keep still so he could bring her to orgasm. She went suddenly quiet and her body tensed; in the silence, Sebastian could hear for a second the laughter and cries of pleasure from outside. Then she screamed, long, hard and with no inhibition. Sebastian drank from her, a new even sweeter stronger taste, then quickly moved up and into her tight juicy pussy. "Now fuck me hard!" she yelled as she went into a second wave of orgasms felling him big and strong as she tightened around him. He drove hard up her, maintaining his rhythm as she fucked him back. To his surprise, he came quickly enjoying a long and powerful feeling of ecstasy as he unloaded into her, stronger and more extreme than he had ever felt. She wrapped her pussy muscles around him and tried to keep him hard and inside her. But he soon wilted and slipped out of her. They lay quietly for a while, listening to the party outside gathering momentum. When Gladys went to the window, she laughed. "Come and look. Is this how the English relax at the week-end?" On the area by the pool outside, they could see a tableau of naked bodies. It took a while to work out who was who and who was doing what to whom! Debbie in the middle (what a surprise – the sex mad American minx!), her mouth in between a farmer's legs sucking and licking on his seven inch dick. Another farmer taking her from behind while Anouscha sat on the other farmer's face at the same time masturbating the cocks of the security guard and Tom. Amanda was between Tom's legs sucking on his balls and finger fucking his tight arse hole. The African queen joined them and did the same to the guard who stood with an expression of pained resignation on his face as he got ready to come yet again. As Sebastian circled and filmed them in glorious Technicolor, he became aware of two elegantly dressed ladies, one Indian and one Chinese, watching inscrutably in the shade. Their expressions barely changed as they watched and listened to the cavorting flesh in front of them. But Sebastian thought he glimpsed just a hint of a reluctant smile on the Chinese face and wondered what was still in store for him before the day was out! A Bet Between Brothers Ch. 4 As the heat of the afternoon slowly subsided, so did the pace of the party. While Sebastian retired to rest yet again, the others amused themselves in different ways. The security guard returned to his anxious young wife to try to explain why he had to work right through and why he wasn't as frisky as usual at the start of the weekend! She seemed to accept his explanation that he had been up all night and was tired. But that didn't stop her joining him in bed! Debbie and Baptista retired separately to their bedrooms with their new found farmer friends and spent the afternoon in slow and comfortable lovemaking. Amanda and Tom sat by the pool chatting and dozing. The Chinese and Indian ladies were shown to the kitchens to supervise the feast for the evening celebrations. Anouscha and Gladys went off together in their bikinis to explore the beautiful countryside, so different from where they both came from. At the top of the hill, they stopped and looked back over the valley, down to the hotel set quietly a short way from the small village. The white figures of a cricket match proceeded slowly in the warm sunshine with the occasional sound of bat on ball punctuating the silence. They chatted as best they could in their broken English. "A lovely view!" said Anouscha. "Let me see the rest." Gladys looked around, puzzled. Anouscha was not looking at the countryside any more; her eyes were scanning up and down the dark, long body of the African princess. Gladys removed the top and bottom of her bikini and stood proudly at the top of the hill with her arms in the air, revelling in the cool breeze on her body and the increasing warmth returning between her legs. Anouscha smiled admiringly. "You are so beautiful, such a perfect body!" "Let me see you. I have never touched a white woman before." She untied Anouscha's top revealing those shapely soft white breasts and slowly pulled the bottom down over her hips. The thick dark bush sprang out as her pussy was revealed. Gladys ran her hands all over the white perfect skin and gently kissed each large pink nipple. "Let's get in the shade, before we are seen." The experience of participating in an orgy had enabled both women to lose any last inhibitions. It seemed totally natural to lie down in the small glade they soon found, with the sun through the trees shining a half-light over their bodies and for each of them to explore another woman's body for the first time. No one would miss them for an hour or two, so they took their time, kissing fondling licking and teething over every inch of flesh and in and out of each tasty juicy pleasure hole. They used their bikini bottoms to help stifle their gasps and squeals and to wipe up the sweet tasting fluids they produced. They ended in position each sucking on the other's clitoris, enjoying the distinctive taste and configuration of each pussy, Gladys on top. At last she moved down to concentrate on bringing her lover to a massive orgasm, which racked through Anouscha's body for what seemed a life-time as she tried to suppress screams that would have wakened the whole valley and put the batsman off his stroke. They continued until both were satisfied, then returned down the hill hand in hand with the broad smiles of women whose bodies were satisfied and whose minds could look forward to a whole new sexual dimension in their lives. "Gladys, we must stay in touch." "Of course, we are the new Bi-Babes!" ………………………………………………………………………………………….. The feast was a great success, a succession of delicious oriental dishes, each spicier than the last, washed down with more champagne, warm sake or cool Indian beer according to taste. Sebastian sat between Chi- Chi and Nishma drinking tea and being spoon-fed delicacies from either side. As they whispered erotic thoughts intimately into his ears, he began to enjoy the sensation of his body returning to life. The others ate and drank heartily in varying forms of dress. As things got noisier and threatened to get out of hand, Sebastian was led out of the dining room and up to the stateroom, a large room with an enormous king size bed. Chi Chi lit candles, which sent subtle scented incense around the room, and put on a tape of sensual Indian music. Nishma undressed Sebastian, kissing him lightly as each area of white flesh was revealed. Chi Chi waved and left them alone to return to the party. As he lay in the middle of the bed, with his back supported by pillows, Nishma danced provocatively in front of the bed swaying her hips to the music. Slowly she allowed the long sari to unwind from around her shapely full figure, moving around and around so he could see her back and profile as well. Sebastian was treated to a tantalising glimpse of each part of her light brown body, seen and then hidden again, as the dance continued. The top of a large firm breast, a plump knee, a dark brown nipple, a strong thigh, a well rounded buttock, a flash of hair, then a clear black triangle at the centre. All the time, she maintained eye contact, as if to say. "The body is nothing to do with me. It has a mind of its own!" At last, she threw the last layer of cloth from her body, stood with her arms above, showing a glimpse of hairy unshaven armpits. She quickly unfastened her large mane of black hair and allowed it to fall almost down to her impossibly small waist. She lifted a small tray on to the bed and rubbed a succession of ointments, some very warm and some room temperature, on to Sebastian's body massaging him as she did so. She started with the feet and worked upwards; he could feel the heat and tingling increase and spread up his legs. It was as if someone was giving him little pinpricks, very delicately all over his body, more pleasure than pain. From the top of his thighs, before she reached his tight balls and eager shaft, she teased him by moving to his arms and then working down his body, pulling hard on his chest hairs. By now the potions were affecting his whole body, the ripples of ecstacy increased until he felt he could bear it no longer. He had always wished he could be inside the body of a woman at the point of orgasm; perhaps this was how it felt!? When Nishma at least got down to his hard shining, throbbing sex, he was ready before she was; he didn't even need her to touch him. "Get on me, now!!" he yelled. She was just in time. As she eased on to him, her pussy wet and ready, her felt the familiar tingle of public hair on public hair. He was then oblivious as his body exploded like a highly sexed woman coming to her peak. Silence and then a huge, high-pitched squeal of pleasure mixed with acute pain as his balls exploded and he came into her. The guests below stopped their high jinks for a second, smiled for a second or two, and then continued playing. She had felt little or nothing physically but felt huge satisfaction at the sight of his seed on the tip of his dick and at the opening of her wide pussy. But the look of exhaustion on his face as if he had run two marathons and had nothing left to give was more of a concern. "Rest, Sebastian. We will call you when the time comes." She whispered softly in his ear as he fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. At about 11.30, they came to wake him; he felt as he was half-dead, but could recognise that the whole party had joined him, some in a better state than others. The two farmers could hardly walk! They all removed their clothes and got into pairs except for Chi-Chi who was in charge of things, it seemed. She was a small, pretty, very skinny oriental woman with snake-like hips and hardly any breasts, just bee-sting nipples, and a shaven pussy. Sebastian lay there unexcited, wanting to go back to sleep; but something in the back of his mind told him that he should make an effort. And something between his legs began to give him a good reason to do so! His balls were aching, his penis was sore and swollen and his body hurt all over. But Chi-Chi was doing something to him. Using techniques handed down over many generations by her family of concubines to the Chinese royal dynasties, Chi-Chi began to work on him, starting by using her whole body to massage him back and front until he felt looser and more relaxed. Her hands to massage his scalp and face, hard strong hands and then gentle reassuring kisses and murmuring of love and affection. His brain cleared. As Chi-Chi moved back down and concentrated on bringing the last and most important part of him back to life, kissing and sucking it back to full size and then lowering her wet pussy down on to him. Although she started slowly and gently, she was very tight and the scraping against his tired member was excruciatingly painful at first but he gradually got more used to it. Meanwhile the other women, who had been half watching and half playing with their respective lovers, moved on to the bed each with their back sides in the air ready to be taken from behind. Debbie went between his legs and began to lick and suck on his balls and her ever-willing farmer returned to grab her hips and plunge in yet again. Baptista, with the other farmer behind, took one nipple and Amanda the other, with Tom dutifully doing his doggy impersonation on her. The girls also sucked and licked while most of their attention was on the hard driving fucking from behind. Nishma, who had taken a fancy to the head chef, a dishy French man, kissed Sebastian's lips passionately and was taken elegantly from behind by a long slim French dick. That left Anouscha and Gladys who were happy with their own company, the strap-on dildo and Gladys' powerful thrusting from behind into Anouscha as she kneeled on the floor at the foot of the bed and sucked the balls of the farmer and the juices between Debbie's legs. Sebastian felt surrounded by a humping heaving mound of flesh and sex. His whole body was being pleasured. Chi-Chi was doing something indescribable with her pussy lips; he felt as his shaft was disappearing and then returning, as if it became part of her body. The skin of his foreskin seemed to melt into her. His penis seemed to twist and turn, to grow and contract. Her whole body seemed to be wrapped around him as if she was urging them to join together like Siamese twins at the genitals, never to be parted; one body; one being. She shouted at the top,of her voice in her own language as if she was calling on the gods to pull it out of him. The women all started to come, screaming louder than ever. Chi-Chi came almost squeezing Sebastian off at the roots. The men came, one after the other. And Sebastian came, his balls emptied whatever was left; it dribbled up Chi-Chi. She tightened, let him out quickly, tightened again and screamed her foreign words of triumph. As silence returned to the valley, the bells of the village church chimed midnight. Sebastian always walked with a slight limp afterwards. Even those many years later, his memories were mixed with pain. But Tom and he could still joke about it as they sat over-looking the Thames. It had been an interesting week-end! As they reminisced, they were joined on the balcony by a gaggle of women of different races. Seven were all beautiful elegant women in their early forties, still very attractive and slim. Two were at the back, secretly holding hands. Then there were seven youngsters, almost girls, between eighteen and twenty, Sebastian and Tom guessed. All gorgeous, like entrants to the Miss World competition, all smiling sexily at the two brothers. "Well, Seb, it looks as if you are a step-father too!" "Why yes, indeed!" He smiled and thought for a while, a familiar feeling of arousal returning between his legs. "Fancy another bet?!"