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Holiday Encounter

By: Ozfetishguy



Although I was in Germany on holidays, today I wasn't having a particularly good time. I'd misread the train timetable and missed the train I'd planned to catch. So instead of getting an off-peak hour train with few passengers, I was on a peak hour train. When I got on, most of the seats were already taken. Rather than asking people to move over or move the bags they had placed on the seat to stop anyone sitting next to them, I decided to stand. At least there was still plenty of standing room. I stood in the central aisle, hanging onto one of the leather straps that dangled from an overhead bar. At each suburban station a few people got on and a few got off. But as we pulled into the station in the Berlin CBD and I saw the crowd surging towards the front of the platform, it seemed that even standing room was soon going to be at a premium.

With an inward sigh, I move to the end of the aisle. Or at least, I moved as far as could. At the end of the aisle was a fat businessman, hanging onto the strap, his sweaty armpit exposed for his fellow travelers to see and smell. The doors opened and the peak hour commuters poured in. A woman in her twenties in tight trousers and a sleeveless white top came and stood beside me. She wasn't particularly attractive, but she had some attractive features. Slightly pear shaped, she had round hips and a curvaceous bottom. Her large breasts filled out her blouse nicely and counter-balanced her rear end. As she reached up to take hold of a strap, she adjusted her bra with her other hand so that her bra straps were out of sight. I wondered why she bothered, seeing her black bra was clearly visible through her white top. As the carriage filled rapidly, I moved closer to sweaty armpit man and the woman closer to me. She and I were almost touching. I didn't want her to think I was taking advantage of the situation, so I took a deep breath and moved closer still to sweaty armpit man.

Finally, the doors closed and the train moved away from the platform. Just out of the station, we changed lines, the carriages rocking from side to side as the train negotiated a diamond crossing. As the train rocked, the woman moved slightly backwards, her bottom brushing the front of my jeans. As the train picked up speed, it swayed and bounced over the joins in the tracks and she continued to brush against me. Not that I minded, but I did wonder why she didn't move back to her original position. 

While I was still wondering, the train entered a tunnel. In the relative darkness of the tunnel, the woman took a half step back, and to my right. Now the crack of her bottom was resting against my groin, and it seemed to me like she wiggled her bottom, gently, from side to side. Perhaps it's my imagination and she doesn't realise she's touching me, I thought, as the train emerged from the tunnel. We entered another tunnel. This time there was no mistaking her intention because she took my hand and placed it on the outside of her pants, almost between her legs. At the same time, she leant back so her shoulders were touching my chest. In this position, her perfume filled my nostrils. I couldn't feel anything much through the thick material of her pants and before long we were back out in the daylight and I had to take my hand away. 

The train stopped at a number of stations, but I barely noticed. She continued to gently rub against me, against my hardening dick. With her shoulders resting against me, I could look down her top. Her bra seemed too small to completely contain her boobs. She smelled so good, I wondered if I dared, in front of all these people, to kiss her neck or perhaps nibble on her ear.

The train slowed as it approached the next station, interrupting my daydream. The woman moved forward towards the door. Obviously, this was her station. But as she turned in my direction to squeeze past the man in front of her, she beckoned me to follow her. I did so, and when we emerged onto the platform, I saw it was a very small station. No one else from our carriage had left the train and only a handful of commuters from the carriages in front of us had got off. They hurried quickly to a set of stairs that led down to the underground exit from the station. Once we were on the platform, the woman turned me and smiled. 

"Elisabeth" – "Elsa" she said. 

"David" – "Dave" I said, while trying unsuccessfully to match the brilliance her smile. 

She reached over and kissed me on the lips. Then as the train pulled away from the station she took my hand and led me past a small shelter for passengers towards an old block of toilets, which was the only other building on the platform. At the side of the building was an entrance marked "Damentoilette". Inside there were just three very small cubicles. Elsa looked in the first cubicle and wrinkled up her nose. The next cubicle was better. The toilet and cistern were very old, but at least the toilet looked reasonably clean. Against one side wall was a sanitary napkin disposal bin. She put her handbag on top of the bin. On the opposite wall was an ancient toilet roll holder. The toilet paper on the holder was cheap and rough, the kind you usually find in public toilets. With the two of us in the cubicle there was very little room to spare. Elsa inspected the toilet seat, unbuckled her pants, and sliding her knickers and pants together down to almost her ankles, sat down. 

Now I realised why I hadn't been able to feel anything through her pants. Inside her black panties was a large, but unstained sanitary napkin. Then as Elsa sat right back on the toilet and opened her legs, I saw a green string dangling from her vagina. She began to pee – a strong, thick stream of pee that splashed into the water. She must have been bursting on the train. As her stream diminished to a trickle and then stopped, she reached over and tore off some toilet paper and then wrapped it around her other hand. After wiping, she inspected the paper, which was quite wet with just a hint of a red tinge. Then she slowly removed her tampon. It had expanded both length ways and width ways and was completely soaked with menstrual blood. The only part of the tampon that wasn't red was the few inches of string that had been outside her vagina. I saw why she had the pad as back up. She lowered the tampon into the water where it expanded even more as it floated in the bowl. The occasional drop of blood dripped into the water. She sat on the toilet, legs still wide apart and began to gently rub her clit.

Elsa looked up to see if I was watching and smiled when saw me playing with myself through the pocket of my jeans. Still smiling, she unzipped my jeans and carefully took out my semi-erect cock. I unbuttoned her blouse and saw that her large, hard nipples were trying to poke holes in her bra. I unhooked her bra and began massaging her boobs. She pulled me closer and put my dick in her mouth. I was hard in seconds. After a while, she stopped sucking and asked in English:

"Fuck?"

"Or suck?"

I understood what she was saying. She wanted me to fuck her, but if I'd prefer not to have sex because of her period, she would suck me off instead.

"Fuck" I said, smiling. With that, Elsa reached into her handbag for a condom which she expertly rolled onto my cock. Before standing up she put a hand between her legs so as not to drip on her knickers or pants. She then stood and turned so her back was towards me. She rested her arms on the cistern and spread her legs to the appropriate width so that her vagina was roughly in line with my cock. A drop of blood landed on the toilet seat.

She wasn't big, but as I expected with the combination of her arousal and her menstrual flow, I entered her easily. My first couple of strokes were shallow, thinking she might be sensitive because of her period. But then, as I pushed my hips forward, Elsa pushed back to meet me, sinking my dick in her vagina up to the hilt. After that, my full stokes were greeted with increasing moans of pleasure.

Suddenly, I was aware of an unexpected noise. It was the sound of the door of the next cubicle closing. A woman's voice asked a question in German, followed by a giggle. Elsa giggled and answered in German. Elsa turned her head towards me and smiled reassuringly. I heard our visitor sit down and begin to pee. She finished quite quickly, flushed and washed her hands. She signaled her departure by farting, laughing at herself when she passed our cubicle door. 

While we hadn't stopped fucking, we had been distracted, so I was surprised that Elsa seemed close to orgasm within a couple of minutes of our visitor leaving. Soon she let out a couple of loud moans and I felt her shudder and saw her arsehole contract a number of times. I hadn't been that close to coming, but the sound and feel of Elsa's orgasm sped me up, and although I tried to hold back, I came only a minute after her. Despite the fact that I was wearing a condom, as I came, I still wanted to penetrate her as deeply as possible. I guess it's an inbuilt instinct – the desire to deposit semen as close to a woman's cervix as possible in order to have the best chance of impregnating her. I kissed Elsa's back which was all I could reach from behind her. She responded by slipping off my dick and turning to kiss me on the lips, while keeping a hand between her legs. She sat on the toilet and when she removed her hand, a thin stream of menstrual fluid flowed into the toilet. I guess the rhythmic contractions of her cervix when she came had pumped more fluid from her womb into her vagina. 

Once again she sat right back on the toilet and peed again, opening her legs so I could watch. She peed a surprising amount considering that she had gone before we fucked. It was then I noticed a water bottle in her handbag. What with tampon changes and peeing, she must have spent a fair part of the day in the toilet. She wiped a number times to remove the blood smeared around the opening to her vagina and on the tops of her thighs. Each time Elsa wiped between her lips, there was more blood on the paper. The pee in the toilet began to take on a slightly reddish colour. She reached over and pulled off the condom, her eyes widening with surprise at the large volume of ejaculate in its tip. The amount of cum was pretty good evidence that I'd had a good time, I thought, smiling to myself. There was plenty of blood on the condom, which Elsa dropped into the toilet where it floated, half-submerged, alongside her tampon.

She rummaged around in her handbag, pulling out a box of super tampons. After removing the cellophane wrapping and uncoiling the green string of a tampon, she handed it to me. As my dick had been in her vagina only a few minutes earlier, the tampon slid in easily. Then she stood, putting up her panties as she did so and making sure the sanitary pad was snugly against her vagina. Now I needed to pee, and as I did, Lisa stood behind me and held my dick. We both laughed when she aimed my stream at the tampon and the condom, trying to sink them.

When we left the toilet there was nobody on the platform – not even the woman who had used the next cubicle while we fucked. Elsa rummaged around in her handbag again, this time finding a train timetable. She opened it at the appropriate page and I looked at my watch. The next train was only minutes away. We hugged and kissed and she walked to the exit stairs, pausing at the head of the steps to flash me a smile and blow me a kiss. 

I was already reliving the experience in my mind and it was only when I got on the train that I realised I hadn't asked Elsa for her address or phone number. In the days that followed, I caught our train on a couple of occasions, hoping she might be on it. I didn't see Elsa again, only the fat businessman, who greeted me with slightly raised eyebrows and a knowing smile.

Holiday Encounter



This is a short story about an experience I had whilst on holiday in the Lake District. I was at the bar, drinking on my own and generally minding my own business whilst watching a film on the hotel TV. Suddenly I realised that I wasn't alone any more. Turning around I discovered that an attractive girl in her mid twenties was standing beside me waiting to be served. Immediately we made eye contact and she gave a stunning smile. I could feel my cock hardening straight away. She was tall, around six feet in height, with short brown hair with tight curls. Her large brown eyes gazed into mine as I returned her smile and instantly I knew I was on to a winner.

To cut a long story short, we got chatting and had a few drinks. This turned into a couple more drinks and by the time the hotel bar closed around 2am, we were both quite intoxicated. As they started to turn off the lights she turned to face me and caught me quite obviously staring at her large breasts hidden from sight by her brown coloured blouse. Giving me a big grin she asked if I would like to walk her back to her room. Reddening in embarrassment I nodded in agreement and got up from the table.

The trip to her room was a long one, her room being located at the far end of the long hotel complex. We were almost there when suddenly she stopped in the hallway, turned to look me in the eye and said, "Do you want to fuck me?"

For a second I couldn't say anything, my mind reeling at the offer. Stupidly, in all my drunken brain could manage was "Yes, sure." This was made worse by my follow up. "You're gorgeous. I'd love to fuck you".

Her eyes flashed with excitement at my reply. Grabbing my hands she pulled my close and we embraced with our first kiss. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth and it was a second before I could match the strength of her passion. I rolled my own tongue over hers tasting her full lips in the process. Suddenly she pushed me away and whilst looking into my eyes said, "We can't use my room as I'm sharing it with somebody. Where is yours?"

I replied that I was actually stopping at a different hotel a block away down the road and had only come in here to use the bar facilities.

"Where can we do it?" she asked hoarsely "I need fucking now!"

"Follow me," I said grabbing her hand and pulling her down the corridor. 

The place was deserted and we passed no one as we proceeded down the long hallway. At its end, a fire door gave us access into a short stairwell leading up to the next level.

"Here will do," I offered, waving my spare hand at the stairs.

"No. We can't do it here somebody will catch us."

"Like who? Nobody is around," I replied. The look on her face showed that she didn't believe me. It was then I suddenly had a naughty idea. I was bursting for a piss with all the beer inside me and this seemed like a literal golden opportunity.

"Look, this will prove that nobody is around," I said fumbling at my jeans zipper. Within seconds I had freed my hardened cock from its restraint inside my boxer shorts and was aiming it in the direction of the carpeted stairway. Normally it would have taken me forever to start pissing, especially with a girl watching me and being half erect as well. However, as I had already mentioned, on this occasion I was absolutely bursting to go and within mere seconds I was sending a thick stream of my golden piss through the air in the direction of the staircase. My new girlfriend gasped as the first of my piss started to land on the light coloured cream carpet, instantly starting to cause a growing stain as more and more of my yellow pee rained down over it.

"Oh god, that's gorgeous!" she whispered taking in the sight of my pee stream squirting out of my dick. My fountain of piss was now pattering down quite strongly over the bottom two steps, the carpet now showing a large damp stain where my urine had soaked into the material. 

I was in heaven! The ease in my bladder was incredible as I slowly emptied my piss over the floor. Taking a slash in front of this hot young woman who wanted to fuck my brains out was also an awesome plus factor. I was still hosing down the stairs with my piss when suddenly I felt the warmth of my girlfriend's body sliding up next to mine.

"I want to hold it," she whispered seductively in my ear as her long fingers slid around my cock forcing away my own hand. This was a new dimension for me. I'd never had a girl hold my cock whilst I pissed before and I realised now what a thrill I had been missing out on. 

Trying to relax as much as possible in case my erection forced me to stop peeing, I watched on with glee as I witnessed my cock being used like a miniature fire hose. She started waving it in all directions causing my piss stream to spray all over the floor, the wallpaper, the banister and even the near-by fire extinguisher. Finally she went back to aiming my still shooting stream of hot piss all over the wall making a suitable large damp stain over its surface. I think we were both bitterly disappointed when my pee stream began to droop as I exhausted my bladder's supply of piss.

Letting go of my cock she looked me in the eye and said "Well if you can do that here I don't see why I can't," and with that she crossed over to the piss stained staircase. Taking a big step over my piss stain on the bottom two steps she quickly ran up the short staircase. As soon as she reached the top she turned to face me and immediately yanked down both her pants and cotton white panties in one go. I stared with thrill and amazement at the sight of the bushy triangle of brown pubic hairs nestled in between her long creamy legs. Ignoring me she kicked off her clothes from around her ankles and sent them into a pile in the far corner. Then, whilst I watched on, she went to the top step and squatted down bringing her wide womanly bum cheeks to within inches of the floor. From my vantage point at the bottom of the stairs I could clearly see the outline of her pussy lips nestled at the base of her muff. Whilst I stared on with a growing thrill, my new lady friend started to take a piss of her own.

From the base of her pussy suddenly shot out a thin stream of golden yellow urine which immediately started to broaden as she increased the force of her piss. Within seconds the spray of pee issuing out of her gorgeous muff was a veritable torrent of urine. Her yellow rain formed a thick stream of flowing yellow pee arching down to spray over the carpeted stairs beneath her position. 

Now I must admit I love watching girls piss. There is something about the way a stream of pee flows out of a girls honey pot that is so wonderfully intoxicating. However to witness something like this that was on another level! Here was a girl that I had only just met, treating me to the wonderful display of her incredibly naughty piss all over the hotel stairwell. 

From between her well toned legs, her golden fountain was still gushing strongly out of her vagina. Piss was flying everywhere as her yellow stream descended in a flowing arch to the carpeted steps below her. The carpet was now being subjected to its second stream of piss this night and several large damp patches had already formed where my girlfriend's piss had landed. 

Her pussy looked so incredible, nestled between her creamy thighs, with her crack parted to allow her little pee hole to shoot out its wide golden flow which was still pattering noisily over the stairway. I realised then that she was completely focused on her own pissing, her gaze fixed on the visage of her golden pee squirting out of her vagina and vandalising the staircase with a covering of her piss. I took this opportunity to reach for my cock which was now incredibly hard and erect. I started to pump myself, masturbating to the sight of the golden piss stream leaving this woman's pussy. This must have been the most exciting thing I had ever witnessed and I could feel myself only moments away from spurting my load over the damp pee stain on the carpet which I had made myself only moments ago.

I'm not sure what made her suddenly look up and catch me wanking away. "Stop!" she half shouted over the noise her piss was making as it landed over the carpeted steps. "Don't you dare come before you've fucked me!" she said in a hoarse voice. Almost immediately the golden fountain leaving her pussy began to droop and within seconds it had vanished. 

Standing up from her toilet spot, she quickly descended the stairs. As soon as she was near I grabbed her roughly and shoved her against the wall, my rock hard prick already homing in on her moist pussy. She didn't resist, her mouth meeting mine. My hands cupped her nude bum cheeks as I slid my long hard member into her wet tunnel. She groaned out loud, her lips breaking contact with mine as I started to slide up and down inside her pussy. Her legs were now tightly wrapped around me as we fucked hard in the hotel stairwell. 

I couldn't hold back now and my orgasm erupted inside her within a mere few seconds. The sight of her pissing over the stairs had just been too much of a thrill! I kept on pumping even though I had shot my sperm into her warm moist pussy. She continued to groan as she kept riding me. My brain was spinning, both from booze and from fatigue. I could feel my dick loosing its stiffness and the urge to pee start to build again. Seconds later I think she too arrived at orgasm. Her moans increased in pitch until she suddenly let out one loud groan and her pulsing rise and fall of her hips slowed and stopped. 

All this time we had been locked in a battle of tongues, licking and flicking away. Now we parted and I stared into her fantastic brown eyes. 

"That was nice," she whispered. "Now I want you to fuck me from behind." With that she lifted herself off my cock and placed her feet back on the floor. Turning around she presented me with the sight of her large round bum cheeks and positioned her body in a way to make it easier for me to slide into her pussy. I still wasn't ready. My dick was still limp in my hands and I had the desperate urge to piss again. I was considering using the wall when I suddenly had a better idea where to aim my pee stream. Pointing my dick at her large naked bum I let go of my bladder urge. Within moments I was pissing and I witnessed for the first time in my life, the sight of my pee spraying over a woman's naked flesh. 

I expected outrage at my act. My hot yellow jet was now gushing strongly out of my dick and spraying over her butt cheeks. Instead she gave a contented sigh and stuck her bum out further in my direction. This was all the encouragement I needed. Squirting harder I directed my stream into the groove between her cheeks seeing my piss flow over the contours of her nude bum. Suddenly I realised that it just wasn't my piss that was flowing down in a deluge to the carpet below. Whilst I was busily hosing down her bum, she had decided to join in and a second flow of piss was now falling earthwards. Her pee stream looked gorgeous as she pissed out of her pussy and I squirted my pee all over her naked bum. 

The carpet below was now saturated with a new dark puddle where our urine had mixed together. As soon as I finished my own piss, I was sliding back into her moist pussy again. I was already back as hard as a rock and was looking forward to taking my time fucking her this time around.



Holiday Encounter



We are happily married, we like a drink or three, love travelling and meeting people. I am a 30 year old self employed electrical contractor and my work is almost solely confined to government contracts. I employ 15 guys who are better than averagely paid and get a share of the profits each year just before Christmas. There are strings attached of course. I want commitment, loyalty and no 'hang-over' Monday's. In my eight years in business I have only had to fire one guy and he was a personal 'friend' who thought none of the strings applied to him. He let me down badly on a contract and only for the extra input from my other guys I would have lost a big contract and probably would not be where I am today. I met my wife when I was working in the offices of an insurance company in the city. She just said 'Hi' to me, then I got the smell of her perfume which, combined with her extremely good looks, blew me away. I was besotted. I met her later in the lift and said hi. We got chatting and she told me her name was Ann. I was getting out at the next floor and mumbled something like: "I'll see you." 

As the doors were closing she replied: "When?"

I spent the next six hours among the cables and dust of the building trying to find just where the problem was. The power was shorting out and computers were shutting down as a result. I couldn't afford to give Ann too much thought as staying alive was always high on my priority list. Finally, at 7.30pm I was done, dirty, but done. I made my way to the bathroom and washed what I could off me. I could smell my own body odour and was looking forward to a shower at home followed by a pizza and a cold beer. I made my way to the car park, threw my stuff into the van and as I was closing the doors I heard, "You could have said you were seeing me later. I'm not really dressed for clubbing and neither are you by the looks of things."

"I don't smell right for clubbing either but you look fine." I replied.

"I wasn't going to mention the smell." she said as she gave me a dazzling smile. 

She looked beautiful and I felt awkward in my state and must have looked like a love-sick schoolboy. "Did you have a rough day?" she asked.

"Long, hot and very dirty." I replied.

"So, we're not going clubbing then?" she said.

"How about Friday?" I asked, not thinking I had any chance.

"Love to." was her reply and we arranged to meet up for a meal in a nice Italian I knew. 

That was how I met my wife. I must describe her. She is now 27 and I met her just five years ago. She has long fair hair and is about 5'8"; I think her body is perfect, not too thin, and just right. Her breasts are a wonderful firm 36C and she has beautiful shapely legs. Her ass is to die for. I find it hard to keep my hands off it no matter where we are and have often touched her ass without even thinking about it. I have been told off more than once for doing so. She trims her pubic hair and recently shaved her beautiful pussy completely. Her pussy is gorgeous. Her pussy lips open slowly when she becomes aroused, yes all women do that, but hers opens like a flower. I first noticed this one night when I got home late to find her asleep naked in our bed with her legs apart. I couldn't help myself and gently licked her inner thighs just next to her sweet smelling pussy. The lips slowly opened to reveal her moist pussy just as she began to wake up. It never mattered where we were or how tired we were, we always manage to find the time and energy for making love or having sex. We both believe that love and sex is vitally important to a relationship and that they are both separate. I love making love with her and I really love fucking her. Admittedly we fuck much more than we make love! She moved in with me about six months after we met and it was like we were always together.

I had bought a four bed detached house that was literally about to collapse a couple of years before and had put a lot of time and work into getting it right. I had only finished painting it when I met Ann and we set about getting furniture, carpets and curtains. This was a shrewd buy but it was purely accidental that I bought it. I never took any notice of property values or investment. A colleague told me about the place and he said it was so close to the city that it would suit me perfectly as I could rent out the other bedrooms. I had no interest in renting rooms as I like my privacy and didn't want strangers in the house. I was able to manage the mortgage by myself too.

Life was perfect. Everyone took to Ann, it was impossible not to like her. We often went out with our friends and both her and my friends hit it off. We hosted and attended many parties but we would take a weekend out just for us sometimes spending the weekend in bed. I bought her a couple of vibrators and she had an extensive collection of lingerie. I took many photos of her in various stages of dress and undress. We also took some very explicit photos. One of my favourite photos is of her with her head thrown back bringing herself to orgasm with a dildo.

We went on holiday one summer with a few friends and while we enjoyed ourselves we agreed that we preferred to holiday alone and get away from everything and everyone. We still went away for the odd weekend with friends from time to time and always enjoyed it. Last June we went to a resort in Gran Canaria. Ann could only take her holidays in June and it suited us because it's not too hot that time of year. We booked two weeks self catering. The apartments had a private pool, bars and a night club. It was only a two minute walk to the beach and five minutes into the busy town centre. The apartment was spacious with a king size bed, kitchen, living room and a balcony overlooking the sea. We arrived in the early evening, unpacked then went to the local supermarket to stock up on beer for me and tequila for her. We showered and dressed for dinner in the restaurant by the pool. It was a beautiful evening. Ann looked beautiful in her white above the knee skirt and a lime v neck t shirt. She was wearing high heels, not ridiculously high, but enough to give her legs that extra lift. She rarely, if ever, wore jewellery. I wanted to fuck her before we left the room but she said we'd have plenty of time for that later.

As we were leaving our room a black guy was trying to open the door of the next apartment while trying to hold his suitcase and another bag at the same time. I took his bags and he managed to get the door open. He thanked me and introduced himself as Jonathan. I made our introductions and said we'd be seeing him around for the next few weeks. He said he'd probably be gone the following day and thanked us again. We went to dinner and decided that he was probably a rep or something and was just booked in for the night. We had a beautiful leisurely meal and consumed two bottles of wine with the meal. We then decided to check out the poolside bar where the barman informed us that the night club opened in an hour, midnight. I was about to order another round when two drinks arrived for us. Before I could ask the barman where they had come from Jonathan was standing next to me and said 'thanks and cheers'.

"Cheers." we both answered. "There was no need." I said.

"No problem, I'm just having a swift one then I'm going to check out the club." he said as he walked away.

"See you later." I said and he was gone towards the club. 

We took our time with our drinks basking in the holiday atmosphere. We entered the club and found a nice table off to one side of the bar. The music wasn't so loud here and we could talk easily without shouting. I got a couple of drinks from the bar and we sat and laughed and just enjoyed being together. About an hour later, the club had filled up and I was waiting my turn at the bar. I saw Jonathan and ordered one for him too when my turn came. He came over to me and we had a chat. I asked him if he was on his own and he told me his girlfriend had dumped him by text as he was waiting for her in the airport in London. I thought that was crap and said so. "We'd only been going out a few weeks and she was all up for this holiday but obviously changed her mind. I decided to come out anyway rather than lose all the money. I'm not so sure it was such a good idea now. I feel like a spare prick at a wedding, everywhere I look it's fucking loving couples, no offence." he added hastily. 

"None taken, but you're wrong." I said. "These resorts are full of groups of lads and women out for a good time. You only have to look around."

"I'm not really in the right mood tonight, should've just gone to bed early."

"Why don't you come over and join us for a drink?" I asked.

"I don't want to mooch in with you two, you're on holidays. You don't need my miserable face hanging around."

It was one of those situations where you meet someone and take to them immediately. Although he was obviously upset he still had a ready smile and he was a genuine nice guy. 

"Look, come on over and have a drink with us. It's our first night and it has been a long day so I don't know how long we'll last."

He lifted his beer and followed me back to our table. He's a big guy. He must be at least six two, muscular, with his hair cut tight. If he was an American you'd figure him for a marine. I had recognised his London accent immediately having spent time working there some years previously. He gave Ann a big grin.

"Hi!" he said and sat on her left as I sat back in my seat to her right. The table was a small circular one and it was perfect as we were all facing each other as we chatted. I didn't know what to say about Jonathan's predicament but he simply told Ann exactly what he had told me. She almost repeated my words about there being plenty of good looking girls around and that he should give it a few days before deciding to return home. 

I asked him what he worked and he told us he was a fireman in east London. His parents were West Indian and he had a little sister who, he spent most of his time keeping out of trouble. He reckoned that every guy she spoke was a potential 'bad lot' and it was his duty to look after her. I remarked, jokingly, that not every guy was as bad as him and maybe he should cut her a bit of slack. We told him about ourselves, how we met, and our work. He laughed a lot and was very easy to listen to. He told us many stories about his work but held back on any sad stuff. When Ann asked him about the down side of his job he just brushed it aside saying "We're all on holidays so no more work related chat or I'll fire man's lift you out the door!"

Ann wanted to dance so we excused ourselves and 'ordered' him to look after our seats and drink. He just said, 

"Go and enjoy yourselves, I'll just sit here and get more depressed."

He was good fun, just our type. Ann and I danced for a couple of fast numbers and I was glad to sit down and get some cool beer into me. Ann, as usual, was up for more dancing so I said, "Jonathan, will you dance with her? I have to get some more beers in."

"No, I hate dancing."

"You'll be grand," I said "Ann will show you how." 

"Come on, anyone can dance." Ann said. She stood and moved towards the floor. 

Jonathan followed and he looked like he'd rather be anywhere else, head down. He glanced back at me almost pleading to be excused. I waved him off and got more drinks in. The DJ played three rave numbers in a row and as usual Ann was giving it all she had. She closed her eyes and completely lost herself in the music. I was mesmerised watching her body move. She was so beautiful, her blond hair thrashing about and her skirt exposed her long legs as she gyrated to the music. At one point I caught a glimpse of her white underwear. The material was very thin and I remembered that when she wears them and I go down on her, they became transparent. This caused a stirring in my underwear, I was already thinking of going to bed. Although he was obviously not enjoying dancing Jonathan was enjoying looking at Ann. Her breasts were bouncing about and her skirt was leaving little to the imagination. It took Ann a few seconds to realise the songs had finished; she smiled at Jonathan as she took him by the hand and led him from the dance floor. I felt my cock getting hard watching them walking hand in hand. I didn't have time to give it much thought but I was rock hard. Ann was still laughing when she sat down.

"I forgot I was dancing with Jonathan," she laughed, "it was only when we were holding hands that I realised it was not you."

"Lucky it wasn't a slow set so." I replied.

"You're right there." said Ann as she reached for her drink.

"I have to say Jonathan. I thought I was the only one who looked so uncomfortable on the dance floor." I said.

"I never liked dancing," he said "I feel so self conscious. Ann, you are a fantastic dancer and I hope I didn't spoil it for you."

"Not at all," she replied "what you two don't understand is that most people, especially guys, feel the same and look the same unless they're full of drink. It's always girls who are first to dance and as the night goes on you see the guys eventually joining in. There are some very good blokes dancing too though."

"I agree but can't help the way I feel." I said. 

Jonathan nodded his agreement adding that he felt awkward and lacked rhythm.

"I'll show you both a few simple moves and you'll be fine." she said. 

The DJ played a slow number and we decided to give it a miss for now and head up to our room. Jonathan said he'd had enough too so the three of us left and said our goodnights at our rooms. Jonathan thanked us for a great evening and before he could finish Ann said; "Don't start bleating on about interrupting our night and all that, it was nice to meet you, goodnight."

We got ready for bed and I was waiting naked for her when she finally came out of the bathroom naked also. My cock was rigid, and she smiled saying, "Is that for me?"

"You'd better believe it." I replied.

I pulled her to me and we kissed passionately as I felt her breasts and then her very wet pussy. She spread her legs as wide as possible, a sure sign that she is very aroused. Her pussy was not just wet, it was dripping. I couldn't wait any longer and got between her open legs and slid my cock right into her in one push. She wasn't into any foreplay either as she lifted her pelvis to meet my thrusts. We kissed as we fucked, both of us sweating profusely. We came within a few minutes and I pumped a large amount of spunk into her. She came again as my cock discharged the final drops of cum inside her. We kissed, caressing each other for a while. She fell asleep in my arms. 

I love the feel of her body next to me, her breasts against my skin. She had entwined one of my legs between hers and I could feel our juices leaking from her pussy. I was getting hard again but didn't want to wake her up. I'm not a great sleeper at the best of times so I gently prised myself from her, pulled on my boxers and went out onto the balcony for a smoke. 

I usually smoke two or three cigarettes a day. I like the odd joint also. Sometimes Ann and I will smoke a joint and with a couple of beers, she gets extremely horny. It was a beautiful night, clear skies and quite warm. I could hear and smell the sea. The other noise was Jonathan snoring on a chair on his balcony. He was sprawled out on a sun chair wearing just a pair of boxers. He'd obviously had the same idea as me because there was a cigarette burning in an ashtray beside his chair. I was wondering whether to wake him or not. I didn't want him to think I was 'looking' at him. I have absolutely no interest in men in a sexual way. Ann once asked me if I ever 'did anything' with a male. My answer was and still is a resounding 'No'. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against gay people. I have a few gay friends but it just does nothing for me. I really don't care what consenting adults do with, or to, each other as long as they don't expect me to do the same. I decided to try to wake him, mainly because he was head was at an odd angle and if it were me, I'd be sore when I woke up. 

"FIRE! FIRE!" I half shouted it, not wanting to wake or alarm anyone nearby. 

He must have jumped about three feet off the chair. As he jumped up his cock slipped out through his boxers. It was only for a second and he didn't notice. He was far too busy trying to work out what was happening. The only way I can describe his cock is 'fucking huge'. I am not an expert but I have seen quite a few in porno movies and he was up there with the best of them. The only thought in my head was 'lucky bastard'. He looked confused, trying to focus on me, work out who I was most likely. I was by this time laughing hard at him. I had to hold onto the rail between our balconies. He began laughing too. "You fucking cunt!" he said

I just laughed all the more. I told him how I had come out for a smoke and saw the way he was sleeping and thought I should wake him. I was right as it happens; his neck was a little sore as it was. I got a couple of beers and we chatted for a while as we drank them. I finally went back to bed and curled up next to Ann.

I awoke to the noise of our shower and got up to make us a light breakfast. I could also hear Jonathan singing in his shower next door, the walls were pretty thin. I was just putting on the kettle when Ann came out and kissed my back and said, "Good morning."

I had a long shower and then we brought our breakfast out onto the balcony. Ann was just wearing a bathrobe and I had a towel wrapped around me. Jonathan opened his door and wished us a good morning. 

"Hop over and have some coffee and toast." I said. 

He was about to go into one about not imposing when Ann said; "Come on, we did enough for you too and as you can see there are three cups." 

We hadn't planned on having him over for breakfast but we unconsciously made sure there was enough for him too. He said he was going to explore the resort and was still thinking about going back home. We convinced him to stay for at least another day before deciding. After breakfast Ann and I decided to go for a walk. We usually do this to get our bearings and spot likely pubs, clubs and restaurants. We had a long walk along the beach and returned to our complex about noon. We decided to have a coffee at the bar and that was when I met a guy I knew from a job I had worked on a few months previously. Dave was with five other guys and they had just arrived that morning. I introduced him to Ann and he introduced the others. They were drinking a beer and then intended to get changed and spend the rest of the afternoon by the pool. Just then I spotted Jonathan heading towards the lifts. I ran out, brought him into the bar and introduced him to Dave and the rest of the lads. After an hour we left them all chatting and drinking and went to our apartment. We lay on the bed for 'a minute' and woke up at six. We had decided on a restaurant followed by a comedy show in a pub in the town centre. The show was starting at nine so we needed to shower and get ready. We had planned on asking Jonathan if he wanted to come along hoping that he would say no. It wasn't that we didn't like him but we wanted time to ourselves and this was our holiday.

I had my shower and got ready. While Ann was getting ready I went next door to see what Jonathan was up to. He was half cut, happy and was meeting the lads later and going on the piss. I left him to it and went back to our apartment. Ann and I got to the restaurant in plenty of time and following a beautiful meal hit the comedy store. It was a great night. For the next week we had a wonderful time together. We fucked every chance we got. We bumped into Jonathan most days and from what he told us the lads were more into drink than women. He wasn't complaining he reckoned it was just what he needed. At the end of our first week we met him at the bar, it was the lads last night and they were all going clubbing. He was staying on for the rest of his holidays. 




Holiday Encounter



"I'm renting a car and as you suggested, I will tour the island. I need a week to recover from this lot and I needed a break from work anyway. I'd like to take you two for a tour of the island one day as a way of saying thanks, don't argue about it just say yes."

"Yes!" we answered together, "Maybe towards the end of the week if that's ok?"

"That'd be great, see you around." and he was gone. 

We didn't discuss it again, there was nothing to discuss was there? The next few days were spent enjoying ourselves. We didn't see Jonathan at all. He was still there because we'd often see his towel drying on the balcony. We met him on the Thursday, two days before we were due to fly home and arranged to meet him that night in the bar for a drink. He was taking us around the Island the following day. That night the three of us had a few beers in the bar and decided to check out the club down the road. It was a fantastic place; big dance floor surrounded by tables elevated about five feet higher. We were early and got a table overlooking the dance floor. This was how it should be; we had table service and all. We settled down and Jonathan told us all about his holiday so far. He had really enjoyed himself and was eagerly planning our trip the following day. Ann was dressed in black lace top with a black mini. The top was semi transparent and with her lace bra and panties she looked a million dollars. Although you couldn't see through her top you knew there was little stopping you. Once again we all had a good bit to drink. Ann was well on and she decided that she was going to show us how to dance. We didn't argue but one of us had to stay at the table so it was decided by her that I would go first. I was hoping it would have been Jonathan so I could have a few more drinks while he made a fool of himself. I'm quite sure he was thinking the same thing. 

It wasn't so bad really. Ann was an excellent teacher and once I let myself go I was fine. I think it was because I spent more time dancing than thinking about how foolish I must look. We danced for a few numbers and then as we were about to go back to our table, they played a slow song. I took her hand and held her close to me as we danced. She looked so beautiful and I was getting hard as she gently grinded herself against my hard cock. We kissed deeply for a while, enjoying the taste of each other. As we broke she whispered in my ear that she wanted to be fucked tonight. 

"I intend fucking you as soon as we get up to our room." I said as the song ended. "Hold that thought and don't drink too much!" she warned. I had no intention drinking much more but we both knew she could drink all night long and it would just make her hornier.

We sat down and she drank all her drink and most of the next one quickly. Then she stood and beckoned Jonathan to stand up and follow her onto the dance floor. He didn't look so miserable this time and was actually smiling as he joined her on the dance floor. I watched as Ann went through the same sequence with him as she had with me. He was having more difficulty than I had and it took longer for him to grasp what Ann was showing him. They were both laughing and then a slow number came on. Jonathan made to leave the floor but Ann took him firmly by the hand began to dance. He tentatively put one hand on her waist and held her hand with the other. They looked like an elderly couple at a ball. She managed to place his other hand on her waist and they danced and chatted. She was still instructing him on how to move. The DJ played another slow one and they continued to dance. He held her a bit closer to him and she had her arms around his waist and her head on his shoulder. Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the dance. When the song ended she moved her lips towards his. I watched in amazement as her mouth opened slightly as her lips neared his. He sort of shook her a little and her eyes flew open. She brought her hand to her mouth and looked totally shocked. Then she laughed so loud that other people turned to see what was so funny. 

They practically ran back to our table and she proceeded to tell me what she had almost done.

"I know. I was sitting with my jaw on the floor looking at you." I said.

Jonathan, with panic rising began apologising. I cut him off saying; "You come over here, take all our jobs then go after our women," referring to some old racist crap that used to do the rounds when I was in London. He got the joke immediately and we all had a good laugh. Ann went to the ladies and I told Jonathan that when she was dancing she went off into another world. This gave me an idea and we devised a plan whereby I would take her out for a dance and half way through Jonathan would take my place just for a laugh and to see how of if she would react. When she got back, we all told funny stories from work. Jonathan had some really wild tales from the fire service. We were in tears laughing. Jonathan and Ann were really knocking back the drink but I was holding off, I was going to fuck her for a long time tonight. I was thinking about tying her up and teasing her when she said; "I want to dance."

I took her by the hand and winked at Jonathan as I passed him. We were dancing to a good old fashioned rock number when I caught Jonathan's eye and motioned for him to take my place. He moved in and I went to the edge of the dance floor. Ann was oblivious; eyes closed, dancing to the music. Our drinks and seats were safe as we had been chatting to the couple next to us and we looked out for their stuff while they were dancing. The song ended and another began immediately. Ann opened her eyes for a second but seemed not to notice anything. Jonathan and I switched again and this time as we danced I held her for a while and we kissed briefly. A third song was mixed into this one so we kept on dancing. We kissed again and she pushed her groin into my now hard cock. She broke the kiss as the tempo increased and I figured this would be a good time to switch because I thought there would be a break in the music after this number. Jonathan took my place and I returned to our table and ordered more drinks for us all. The drinks arrived and as I was about to take a mouthful the song ended. Before Jonathan or I knew what was happening she pulled him to her, their lips opened, tongues touched as she grinded her body against him. It took her just a couple seconds to realise something was amiss. He pushed her away at the same moment. I was laughing because Ann was totally embarrassed. Her face was a picture and Jonathan's wasn't much better. She spotted me laughing, gave Jonathan a thump and ran back to our table. By the time she fought her way back to the table she was laughing. Jonathan had gone to the toilets. "I'll fucking get you for this." she said.

She was very drunk and she leaned into me and we kissed deeply. She broke the kiss and said; "there, you have now kissed Jonathan by proxy." 

I laughed with her but was not sure what I was laughing at. Jonathan arrived back and we decided we had had enough and went back to our block. We teased Ann all the way back. Jonathan was initially embarrassed but was soon joining in. We said our goodnights and as soon as the door was closed I grabbed her and pushed her towards the bed.

I had to use the bathroom and decided to have a quick shower while I was in there. When I got back to bed she was out for the count and I stood before her in all senses of the word. I lay beside her, my cock pressing into her but she was not for waking. I was asleep in seconds. My dream was of someone shouting at me. I woke up to hear Ann saying; 

"Come on sleepyhead, we have to go in half an hour."

She had coffee made and had already been to the shop to get fresh rolls. I had my shower and ate breakfast. It was already 11.15 and we were due to leave at 11.30. 

I had a raging hard on and tried to get Ann to come back to bed for a 'few minutes'. "You owe me." I said. 

"No way," she said "you had your chance this morning but try as I might, and I did try everything. I couldn't 'get you up', if you know what I mean."

I tried pleading but I knew it was to no avail. Jonathan knocked just then and we all went down to his car and headed off. It was a little cloudy but very warm. We had packed beach towels and had a change of clothes in case we went for a swim. We were all wearing swimming shorts and t shirts and Ann had her bikini bra on. I was hoping we would get a swim because Ann had not brought another one. I had told her as we waited for Jonathan to bring around the car that no matter what, I was going to suck and fuck her tonight and that she was going to taste cum. 

"Don't," she said. you've made me all wet."

She was squirming where she stood. She obviously felt, as I did, that both she and I had been cheated out of sex the previous night. We headed off with Jonathan chatting away. In no time at all we were driving into the hills and left the resort behind. It was beautiful. Jonathan told us that he was taking us to a little village for lunch and then on to the other side of the island where there was a beautiful beach. We arrived at the village and went into a small café. The owner brought us lunch and made small talk asking where we were going. When Jonathan told him he advised us to return to our resort as there was a storm coming in. We were disappointed but decided that there was no point in going any further and drove back to our resort.

The sky was now very dark but it was still warm so once we put our stuff back we decided to sit on the balcony and watch the storm. 

Jonathan went to his room to get some beers and I got us some glasses. We had a few beers and pretty soon we were having a laugh and a chat. Ann had changed into a skirt which was just above the knee and changed her bikini bra for a normal one which was just visible under her top. I changed into a pair of shorts; I didn't bother wearing any underwear. Jonathan was now in shorts also. The storm gathered pace and we had a great view of the electrical storm out over the sea. We'd been drinking for a couple of hours but it was still only 3pm. I said I was going to have a smoke.

"You have smoke?" Jonathan asked. 

"I wish," I replied. "I said, I was going to have 'A' smoke."

"Um, I have some if you're cool with it..." he said nervously.

"It'd be great to watch the storm and get stoned." said Ann.

We both looked at her and readily agreed that that would indeed be great. Jonathan jumped over to his balcony and soon came back with some nice grass. He immediately set about making a joint and soon we were passing the spliff to each other. Just as we were finishing it the rain began, and boy did it rain. It was wonderful, really noisy and it bounced off the road outside. I looked at Ann and Jonathan and they were staring open mouthed at the rain. It began to pour down and we had to retreat to the room. I had an idea and with Jonathan's help we moved the bed around so that the foot of it was at the balcony doors. The three of us then lay back onto the bed; Jonathan was on Ann's right and me on the left. The joint was finished and we were enjoying the buzz. It was just right. 

I'm not sure how it happened but the conversation turned to school days and Ann told us about the witch of a teacher she had who always picked on her. Jonathan was leaning up on his elbow and I was doing the same. Ann would turn to each of us alternately as she told her story. I was rubbing her hair between my fingers as she told us about the awful time she had. It took a few seconds for us to realise she had finished and we said 'aw' in unison. She asked me about my school days and I proceeded to tell them about the bullying I took from one guy two years ahead of me. It only stopped when two other guys and I beat the shit out of him.

"Ann," I said, "your hair is really beautiful, so soft."

Don't know where that came from, must've been the joint.

She said very quietly, "I love you." 

I smiled at her and she then turned to face Jonathan as she asked about his school days. He proceeded to tell us that he always avoided trouble at school and in general he was left alone. "Where did you go to school?" Ann asked.

"Nam" came the reply and as soon as Ann said "Nam?"

We both said "Dagenham!"

I'd heard it before and it always made me laugh. Jonathan came to the attention of the school 'hard man' and although he never said anything to Jonathan it was obvious he didn't like him. It was also clear that his dislike of Jonathan was purely racist. One guy warned Jonathan that this guy was out to get him but he ignored it.

I noticed Jonathan seemed to be far away as he re-lived his story. I could see that he had been hurt. He was unconsciously playing with Ann's hair, twirling it gently between his forefinger and thumb. I was up on my elbow, my head half resting on Ann's shoulder.

"One day when I was on my way home I was jumped upon as I passed an old derelict petrol station. I just remember a terrible pain shooting through my head and then my Mum's face, tears in her eyes as she looked at my bandaged head. I had been unconscious for 24 hours. I had severe concussion, a couple of cracked ribs and my mouth was bust open. I didn't know who had done this for sure but I had a good idea."

"What did you do?" Ann asked

"Nothing, I was off school for three weeks and then it was summer holidays. By the time I got back to school the other guy was in a young offender's prison for breaking into some old lady's house and attacking her."

Ann was barely touching his hand as he spoke. 

"The most painful injuries were my lips, they were so sore I couldn't eat or drink. As they got better I had to be careful when talking or laughing because they'd open again, it was awful. I had to drink my food through a straw."

Ann was looking intently at his lips; he laughed and said; "They're fine now, as good as new." 

She put her hand behind his head and pulled him closer to her. I watched breathlessly as they're lips met in a gentle kiss. They're lips parted and I saw their tongues barely touching at first and then they began kissing passionately. I was gently stroking her bare arm as I became fully erect. They continued kissing, my mind was in turmoil. I felt jealous but my cock was rigid. I'd never been so horny. Here was my beautiful wife sharing a passionate kiss with someone we had only met last week. My brain was saying 'this is wrong, stop it'. My cock was saying the complete opposite. 

She broke the kiss and turned to me. Our lips met, we kissed hungrily and my cock won the argument. It was strange tasting her immediately after she and Jonathan had kissed. Her mouth felt wetter than normal, she was definitely kissing more passionately. I ran my hand across her covered breasts, feeling the hard nipples beneath her t shirt and thin bra. As we continued kissing I wondered where we were going with this, it was completely new to us. I was also aware that we had taken a fair bit of drink and of course the spliff. I felt Jonathan move, opened my eyes and saw him lay back his eyes closed. He was probably wondering what was going on too. I also noticed the bulge in his shorts; his cock was straining against the material. 

We broke the kiss, looking into each other's eyes. We needed to talk. 

"Jonathan, have you any more booze?" I asked.

He looked at me, unsure of himself. I gave him a slight nod. "I've got some more beer and wine." he said.

"Get it." I said. 

As he was getting up I held up two fingers and said; "two minutes."

He quickly left the room. I kissed Ann again, she responded hungrily. 

"Are you ok with this?" I asked. "Are you? It was just a kiss. I felt, I don't know, close to him, sorry for him?"

"I'm fine but I just want to be sure you are ok with it. I love you. I'm ok with what has happened so far but I need to know how you feel. Before you answer, I know you are really turned on; I am too and judging by the bulge in Jonathan's pants, he is as well! We need to be sure where this is going. It's not fair to lead him on. Do you realise where this can go? Kissing is one thing but what if it goes further?"

"I couldn't help it," she said, "it just happened. Yes, I am very horny but I love only you. I didn't intend for this to happen. Maybe we should stop."

"Do you really want to stop?" I asked, as I took her hand and guided it to my swollen cock. She moved in to me, we kissed, our tongues circling each other as her hand caressed my hard cock through my shorts. I pushed my hand under her top, feeling her breasts. She was breathing heavily. I had to stop. I knew Jonathan would be back in a minute. 

"Jonathan will be back any minute. I want to fuck you right now but what about him?"

"Ok, we'll just see what happens if anything, but I think we've gone far enough. I don't trust myself after the joint and booze. You know how horny I get!"

I heard the shower going on next door so we had more time or maybe he was not coming back. Maybe we frightened him off. I didn't think so somehow. I decided to have a shower and Ann took one when I finished. 

"I hope you're not annoyed with me?" 

"Ann, the truth is that I am not in the least annoyed with you. I have been trying to sort out what I felt and all I can tell you.... is that I was so turned on that I was up for anything. Maybe it was the booze and the joint. Tell you what though, I'm STILL horny!"

"You're always horny! I feel the same love, I wanted sex. I didn't think any further than having my pussy filled with nice hot cock . . . . . Mmmm...."

That was it. I had a raging hard on and moved to open the shower when there was a knock on the door. I struggled to hide my erection as I called him to come in. He looked a bit sheepish with a silly grin. He had a bottle of white wine and about ten cans of beer. We both put them in the fridge.

"Look Jonathan, there's no harm done. We have discussed it and we're cool. It was just the booze and the joint. Cheer up. I thought you weren't coming back."

"I was in two minds to tell you the truth." he said. He was getting more uncomfortable so I needed to put him at his ease.

"I sent her in to have a cold shower, it's all her fault." I joked.

"Hers entirely." laughed Jonathan.

"What's my entire fault?" Ann said with mock annoyance.

"We were just saying that you forced drink and drugs upon us and got us into a state so you could take advantage of the situation." I said. The tension had all but passed.

"So are we having more then?" she smiled.

I handed out a can each and we all sat on the bed. The storm had almost passed and it was going to be a beautiful evening. Everyone was quiet. Ann perked up, "Are we eating out tonight, clubbing or what?" 

"Well, what do you fancy doing?" I said.

"Not sure, what about you Jonathan?" she asked.

"I hadn't given it any thought. This is my last night and my flight is tomorrow afternoon so I was going to get wasted, sleep it off and have a few more in the airport before the flight."

"We have an evening flight too and that sounds like a great idea." I said.

I reached over and took the grass from the table, set about rolling a 'one skinner'. 

Ann was watching me. She looked gorgeous in her little mini, her blond hair covering half her face. "Are you sure we need that?" she asked nodding towards the joint. 

"You're right Ann. I'll be off my face if I have any more. Will you have a beer?" I asked but Jonathan was already heading to the kitchen for them. The rain started up again. It was only to be a shower albeit a heavy one. We sat upright, our backs to the head board. I was absentmindedly stroking Ann's leg just above the knee, very slowly and gently. I wasn't even aware I was doing it. Jonathan was clattering about in the kitchen getting the beer and Ann turned to me and said, "You're really turning me on, I don't know how much more I can take. I'm sandwiched between two gorgeous men and I need fucking. Either tell him to go or stop teasing me. I'm fucking soaking."




Holiday Encounter



My cock shot to attention as she kissed me, her tongue darting into my mouth. We broke as Jonathan came back with the beers. Ann was leaning in towards me, looking into my eyes. I began to stroke her leg again and felt her squirm slightly. We kissed again. She was highly aroused now, her breathing getting heavy. My left hand was just under her skirt and very slowly climbing higher. Jonathan was lying next to her so I slid down to lay flat and she followed me. My fingers were just below her panties. She was flat on her back and I continued to caress her thigh. She parted her legs slightly, a sure sign that she is aroused. She turned her face towards me for a kiss but I began kissing and licking her bare arm. My fingers brushed her panties, they were soaked through. I felt her move and looked up to see her and Jonathan kissing passionately. I could see their tongues as they turned their mouths, exploring each other. 

She turned back to me and we kissed deeply.

"How far are we going with this?" she whispered in my ear. "How far can I go with Jonathan?"

"As far as you want, I know you want him to fuck you." I replied.

She groaned, kissing me again. She was on fire. I caressed her pussy through her panties as we kissed. She was panting, writhing on the bed. 

"I'd better go." said Jonathan.

"You're not going anywhere!" Ann said firmly.

"If anyone wants to stop at any time, they just need to say so, ok?" I said as Ann turned to Jonathan kissing him.

Ann broke the kiss saying: "There's nothing more to say."

They continued kissing and she brought his hand to her breast. I was caressing her back, kissing her shoulder. I traced my hand down her side onto her leg. I could hear their mouths working together. They were getting very passionate now, more urgent. Ann lay back on the bed; Jonathan was up on his elbow kissing her, his other hand was gently stroking her covered breasts. She moved her left hand down and began stroking my cock through my shorts. She turned to me and we began kissing. I saw her right hand tracing the outline of his cock. I was incredibly turned on watching her touch him through his shorts. She managed to get her hand inside my shorts and her caresses were now causing me to lift my hips to match her strokes. Her right hand was now in Jonathans shorts and she was happily playing with both our cocks as she turned form one to the other, kissing us. While she was kissing Jonathan I lifted her top, they stopped kissing while she removed it and then continued on. Jonathan was caressing her breast through her bra. He was not in the least bit forward and seemed to follow what I was doing. I lifted her bra exposing her to him and she undid it, removing it completely. She turned to me and I ran my hand down an up her leg as we kissed. Jonathan was caressing her breasts. I continued caressing her pussy, I had never known her to be this wet before. She tried to push her pussy towards my hand but I pulled it back. I wanted her at our mercy.

Jonathan was now sucking her tits. This had the effect of making her writhe, lifting her hips and she turned to kiss him again. I undid the zip on her skirt and removed it. Her panties were literally dripping pussy juice. I could clearly see her pussy through the material. As I was removing them they tore at one side so I just ripped the other side and threw them on the floor. She was now naked before us. Jonathan and Ann had stopped kissing and he was looking at her beautiful body.

"It's not fair, you are both dressed." she said.

Jonathan and I lost no time in taking off our t shirts and shorts. Neither of us had any underwear on. 

Ann stole a glance at Jonathan's cock; it was at least 2 inches bigger than my 8 and very thick. She turned fully towards him, they kissed as her hand stroked his balls and up the length of his cock. They looked good together, her fair skin and his dark skin making a beautiful contrast. They were kissing deeply. He rolled her onto her back and caressed her breasts then on to her tummy and down her leg. Her legs were parted but as he began feeling up her leg again, she spread them wide. There could be no question as to what she wanted. Jonathan obliged and slid his finger along her soaking wet pussy. She arched her back, lifting her pussy to meet his fingers. I was sucking on her breast but she seemed to be unaware of my presence at this stage. She was trying to pull him on top of her but he had other ideas and he began kissing down her neck onto her breasts. He sucked on each nipple in turn while I began kissing her. I felt her tongue lashing around mine, and then she really began to eat my mouth. She was struggling to breathe, moving her body very sexily. She was making purring noises in her throat.

She broke the kiss and her hands reached for Jonathan's head and pulled him harder to her pussy. He was licking her from her ass to her clit with the tip of his tongue but she wanted more. She was lifting herself up to meet his tongue and he eventually began lashing her pussy. She came with a low groan, her fingers now grabbing the bedclothes, her eyes closed and she shook and thrashed about. Jonathan kept on licking her until she could take no more and with a loud 'oooh' she pushed him away. He came back up alongside her, she pulled him to her and they kissed. He was now lying on top of her, her legs spread wide. I was now just a spectator but it was a beautiful sight to see. His big cock was just touching her wet pussy. She looked so sexy at that moment. She broke the kiss and looked at me. Her eyes were full of wanton lust. If there was a last chance to stop this, it was now or never.

In a barely audible whisper she said, "Yes?"

I could only nod my assent. I had never witnessed anything so wanton in my life. I wanted to see him fuck her almost as much as she wanted him to. 

She kissed him again, broke the kiss and said, "Fuck me Jonathan."

The tip of his cock was just between her outer lips and he slowly began to push forward. It was an incredible site to see his big cock entering her pussy for the first time and I felt jealous, horny and so proud of her all at once. As the head entered her she looked towards me. She winced in pain for a second then closed her eyes. They kissed but kissing more gently at first. She was moaning continually now as his cock continued its journey into what had been exclusively mine. He pushed slowly, relentlessly, wanting to bury his swollen cock right up to the hilt. I thought it might be getting too much for her as she was groaning loudly now. Jonathan stopped, wondering if she was ok. 

"Please don't stop," she said "I need you inside me, don't stop." He pushed on until he was fully inside her beautiful pussy. I wondered if she would still be as tight after taking his large cock. He withdrew until just the tip was still inside her. She gasped as he pushed all the way in again, meeting no resistance. The pace picked up gradually. He was a thoughtful lover, mindful not to hurt her. They were kissing as she ran her hands over his back, shoulders, neck. He began to move a bit quicker.

"Fuck me." she said almost in a whisper. "Fuck harder, make me come."

Jonathan was now up on his elbows and began to fuck her. 

"Fuck me Jonathan, please keep fucking me."

He was now fucking her harder, withdrawing his cock until only the tip was inside before plunging back into her. I knew he was trying to hold back but it was not going to work. Ann was lifting her body to meet his every thrust and then she began to cum. It started with a moan and she buried her face in his chest to stifle the scream. I had never seen her do that before. She kept on cumming as Jonathan ploughed in and out of her. His body tensed up and then he was filling her with his cum. He was moaning as he continued to empty his seed into her. As he began to pump the last of it into her, they kissed passionately, like lovers. 

He was still coming and kissing her as she locked her legs around his body trying to squeeze the last drops from him. 

"Mmm, that was sooo good." she said kissing his lips. 

They lay together for a while then Jonathan sat up. Ann turned to me and I moved up the bed offering her my cock. She took me into her mouth and began to use her tongue and mouth on me. I could see Jonathan's cum leaking from her stretched pussy and that pushed me over the edge. I came in no time; there was a lot of it, filling her mouth. She couldn't manage to swallow it all and it spilled from her lips.

When I finished, she smiled and stroked my cock. Jonathan returned from the bathroom just then and I noticed Ann looking at him or to be more precise, looking at his cock, which was semi erect. She opened her arms to him and he lay with her and kissed her passionately. I needed to use the bathroom and as I got up I saw his finger buried in her pussy, finger fucking her as she kissed him. 

As I came back into the room she was on her knees sucking his fully erect cock. Jonathan had his hands on her head as she took as much of his cock in as possible before pulling back again. He was groaning... looking at her as she expertly fellated him. She could only take about half of it.

She would stop and run her tongue up and down his cock before engulfing him in her warm wet mouth again. She was fucking his cock with her mouth and as he neared climax he tried to pull out, but with her hands on his ass she pulled him to her, sucking his cock faster. His knees bent slightly as his ass tensed and I knew he was about to come. I thought she might pull away at this point, she was not a frequent swallower of cum and she'd already had one load from me. 

She worked her mouth harder and he began cumming in her mouth. I will never forget seeing her beautiful lips wrapped around his big cock as he unloaded his sperm into her mouth. I could see my wife frantically swallowing his cum, trying to catch it all. Jonathan was in ecstasy, his eyes closed and beads of sweat running down his face. She had to release his cock from her mouth because he was still cumming and she could not swallow it fast enough. It was running from her mouth as she used her hands to pump the rest of his sperm. His spunk was splashing her face, hair. I was getting hard again looking at my wife with cum dribbling from her mouth, splashes on her face. She finally freed his cock and Jonathan lay down on the bed. He looked, well he looked fucked. He was panting, getting his breath back.

Ann stood up and came into my arms and we kissed passionately, her tongue duelling with mine. I could taste the saltiness of Jonathan's cum. Ordinarily, I would be disgusted at the thought of it, but this was pure raw sex. We held each other tightly, caressing each other as we kissed. She pulled away and said: "Now you've sucked his cock by proxy."

She lay back on the bed and spread her legs. I needed no further invitation. I slid into her easily. She was very wet both from her own juices and Jonathan's cum. She didn't feel as tight as usual but after taking his cock it was only to be expected. I fucked her, kissing her all the while. She was groaning and meeting my every thrust. I fucked her as hard as I could as Jonathan lay next to her, his eyes closed. In my mind, I could still see his cock fucking her. I was about to cum. I fucked her harder and as she began to cum again I unloaded my sperm inside her pussy. I continued fucking her until my cock plopped from her. We held each other, kissing, lovingly caressing one another. 

"What's next?" I asked. I was joking because I could tell that Jonathan was still trying to recover and I wasn't up for anything at this moment either.

"Why don't we all just lie down for a while, take a rest. I just want to brush my teeth first." Ann said as she got up from the bed.

"I'd better go," said Jonathan "that was absolutely amazing." The awkwardness had returned. Maybe he was just sobering up.

"Just go and get your toothbrush and a change of clothes and come straight back." Ann said.

He looked at me and I smiled saying: "You heard the lady." 

He grinned, grabbed his clothes and jumped over the balcony. The rain had stopped and the skies were beginning to clear. Ann and I brushed our teeth and lay down on the bed. Jonathan returned via the balcony with his stuff. He was stark naked and we laughed as we wondered if anyone had seen him. He lay down with us. Ann was on her back and I lay my head on her shoulder as Jonathan did the same on the other side. We slept . . . 



Holiday Encounter Ch. 02



'She was definitely one dirty bitch!' These were my thoughts as we practically fell through the open doorway and my hotel room. Already my pants were halfway to the floor and her hands were desperately groping for my cock and balls. Her warm fingers slid around my erect shaft and she started to pump away. She was if anything, too rough, my foreskin feeling like it was going to split at any time. 

"Calm down!" I managed to usher between the assault her lips and tongue were making on mine. To be fair, I was doing my own share of groping. My hands were inside her panties, moving round her warm round buttocks and trying to slide my longest finger into her already very wet love hole. As the door slid shut behind us, I pinned her up against the wall and yanked her lower clothing down to the ground. She in turn ripped my shirt from my upper body sending buttons flying in all directions. My finger was in her pussy now, busily exploring the contours of her inner love walls and soaking up her reaction. She was flushed with both excitement and need. Her ministrations to my cock were still ongoing; her clammy hand rubbing up and down my lengthened erection. Our lips were upon each others with tongue's flicking and teasing. .

We continued our affair by the door for several long and intensely fun moments before she squirmed away from me. She rapidly shed her blouse and bra allowing her fantastic tits to bounce free. My excitement was racing now and I followed her across the room to the waiting double bed. She collapsed backwards, spreading her legs and exposing her hairy brown muff to me. The sight of her waiting pussy just desperate for me to fill with my hard erect dick was almost too much. However, I was having a bad case of beer pee. This is when you have had a few drinks and finally get round to needing a piss only to find out five minutes later than you need to pee again. This was the state I was in now. It had not been long since I had showered the hotel corridor with my squirting golden shower and already I needed to go again!

There I was, stood naked, poised above a similarly naked female with her tits and pussy on display. My semi-hard on suddenly gave me a perfect idea. It took a couple of seconds to overcome the restraints my horniness had put in place on my bladder and then I was doing it! The little slit at the end of my dick parted open and a golden squirting stream of hot piss shot outwards. My yellow fountain of bodily warmed urine immediately formed a flowing arc, descending downwards to spray all over my new found lover's naked body. She gave a little scream as the first of my pee landed on her flesh and then she was enjoying every second of my golden shower over her bare body.

I continued to stand at the end of the end of the bed with my hot piss squirting from the end of my dick. The girl's body was already covered with a coating of my spent urine and the bed sheets were rapidly darkening around her body as they soaked up the rest. The experience was utterly intoxicating! The sheer sense of pleasure I was getting with having free rein to squirt my piss where-ever I liked, was so incredibly intense. The simple raw thrill of pissing over a sexually gorgeous woman, who was literally gagging for a fuck, was almost indescribable. To make things even more intense, the dirty bitch had opened her mouth wide and she was making it clear that she expected me to raise my aim and squirt my piss directly into her mouth. More than happy to oblige I raised my dick and immediately sent my shooting pee stream directly over her waiting tongue. The expression on her face was a joy to behold. The fact that she really liked drinking pee was a certainty. For my own part, I knew that as soon as I had finished my slash, I would be instantly be rewarding her with an incredible fuck.

Just then, she gurgled something unintelligible, her mouth still full of my piss. Naughtily I raised my aim and started to squirt my pee into her hair which at least gave her the ability to speak. "Do it in my pussy!" she urged. Traces of my urine ran out of her mouth and ran in yellow streams down her creamy skin to cover the area above her boobs with more pee. "OK!" I said, desperately trying to hold back on the last of my piss. Already my dick was moving to full attention as my hormones drove it upwards. She spread her legs even wider presenting me with an incredible view of both her buttocks and the brown pubic hairs that hid her pussy lips.

As I slid into her love tunnel my senses screamed with pleasure at the feeling of her warm tight wetness moving around my hardened cock. It was a hard thing to do to fight back the intense need in me to start pumping away inside her pussy. I stared at her expectant face and the hungry look in her eyes. I had never done something so disgusting before but this girl was something else. How I never wanted this night to end!

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, desperately trying to find the need to pee once again. It took several seconds to calm my racing hormones and block out the fact that I was mated at the waist to a very horny and very desirable woman. The feelings coming from my dick were not helping, her warm wetness almost too much to resist. Finally I felt the trigger inside that I needed and with a wonderful sensation floating up my brain, I started to pee. She gasped as the first of my hot wet piss squirted directly inside her love tunnel. I opened my eyes and stared at her expression of joy. From the end of my dick which was well and truly shoved up inside her muff, a hot wetness continued to flow.

"More! Piss some more!" she begged in a hoarse whisper. Her voice was desperate, driven to point of no return by the raving sexual desires that were racking her body. More than happy to continue this blissful and truly sinful experience, I did my best to increase the force of my pee inside her. It wasn't the easiest thing in the world to do! Already I could feel my own hot piss circulating around the end of my dick. This, coupled the incredible sensation of being able to have a slash in a woman's muff was almost too much!

Barely a second later and I finished my slash. The most disgusting of urges suddenly came over me. Incredibly, even to myself, I withdrew my hard shaft from her pussy and dropped to my knees. My mouth was at the entrance to her love hole barely seconds later and I was licking and drinking my own piss as it left her pussy. The taste was not wholly unpleasant and reminiscent of all the beers I had drunk that night. The thrill of having her squirt it into my mouth was another thing entirely. I was tugging my own cock, masturbating to the raw thrill the whole affair was giving me. Suddenly the force and taste of her escaping pussy stream changed. The squirt of piss leaving her pussy hole increased in strength and shot all the way to the back of my mouth. I knew almost straight away that she had started to take a piss of her own as a perverted form of revenge. 

Her piss was gorgeous, incredibly wet and hot as it flowed over my tongue which was still flicking away through her squirting shower. Her spent golden relief ran down my body, over my chest and over my groin. My dick and balls were already covered with a stream of hot pee and as I continued to pleasure myself at her pussy, more piss followed. I could her pants of sexual need as she pissed into my mouth. She was rocking back and forwards in mimicry of being fucked in the missionary position. The heat of her thighs and muff was all around me as I continued my ministrations of pleasure to her waiting pussy hole. Nothing was nothing compared however to the mind blowing temperature of her squirting pee as she used my mouth as a urinal for her toilet. My conscious mind had long since shut down, my actions now driven by purely primal urges. Her wet stream of urine leaving her pussy hole was already beginning to wane. Between my legs my one hand was still pumping away on my cock, the rhythm of my actions mirroring her writhing on the bed. My other hand was rubbing up and down her leg and then up onto her belly, feeling the dampness where my piss had stained her warm flesh.

By now I could sense her raw need to be filled with my cock almost as if her desire was a tangible force beating down upon me. I immediately finished sampling the last of her golden pussy nectar as it escaped her delicious piss flaps. I was then on my feet and plunging the length of my manhood into her waiting muff. She groaned with ecstasy as I slid home into the wetness between her legs. Her arms were outstretched wide, hands grasping the bed sheets. I gave my first thrust inside her love palace, long and hard. She groaned again, her eyes tightly shut and her face awash with sexual desire. I gave her another long plunge of my dick, far inside her love temple, before retreating backwards, almost to the point of exit. She groaned again, a begging plea escaping her lips as I teased her with a fake promise of retreat. It was then simply too much to hold back any longer and I started to pump her hard, staring down between her widely spread legs at the sight of our union. Her piss stained pubic hairs were the horniest thing I swear I have ever seen. This image coupled with that of my dick hidden inside her wet muff stimulated even more.

My actions were becoming faster as I rode the wave of desire driving me onwards. I was thrusting now with a desperate need, her growing moans of pleasure filling the room. We were already both nearing our end, our hormones overloaded with each others raw sex. She was still writhing on the bed whilst I pumped away in her lower region. The piss stained bed sheets were all around her, now a sprawled mess. Her curly brown mane of hair fell from around her pretty face and onto the sweat stained pillows. Her large breasts were riding the rhythm of her writhing motion upon the bed, bouncing backwards and forwards on her chest. My own breathing was ragged, desperate for oxygen as I thrust away inside her wet pussy! The tightness of her pussy embrace on my cock was incredible! 

Beads of sweat ran over my skin as I pumped with desperate need inside her moist warm muff. I could already feel myself nearing the end, the need to explode my hot spunk inside her body so incredibly desperate. Her own passion was likewise nearing the point of no return. Her groans of animalistic pleasure were so loud now that the room seemed to echo with the call of her desire. At the very moment it finally became too much to bear any longer. In answer to my actions, my mind exploded into a blinding whiteness as I shot my load into her waiting pussy.

Time and space fizzled out of my reality and I floated for what seemed a momentary grasp at eternity. I rode waves of utter bliss as every cell in my being celebrated in a drowning euphoria of sense shattering pleasure. Slowly, sanity returned; a recall to reality. I became aware of my own panting breaths and her gasps of air as she rode her own orgasm into spiralling bliss. My vision swam back, bringing the room and bed back into focus. I could feel her pussy walls squeezing my cock as she came. Now past the point of my own eruption, the effect was nowhere near as pleasant as if I had finished last. For a moment I cursed my timing and inability to last longer. However, as the blood slowly returned to my brain, I realised as to what an incredible fuck I had just participated in.

Slowly I withdrew my cock from her pussy and collapsed alongside her on the stained bed sheets. I was acutely conscious of her naked body lying next to mine as she slowly returned to the twilight world around us. Soft moonbeams were stealing through the curtained windows; their beams of pallid light washing over our shared resting place. I watched her form, enamoured by spent lust. Her breathing was becoming more controlled as her body regained composure. Even now, the rise and fall of her wonderful breasts was a hypnotic wonder. With my animal pleasures satisfied for the time being and my body somewhat starved of energy I regrettable have to say that I then passed out. My last waking thought before sleep claimed me was the undeniable calling of temptation and the absolute knowledge that I would defiantly need to fuck this unmistakable beauty at least one more time.



Holiday Encounter Ch. 02



Author's Note

If you don't want to read about wife sharing then this is not for you. To those of you who gave me encouragement I thank you. If you want to contact me please feel free to do so.

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I awoke about two hours later. Ann was lying on her side facing me. Jonathan was facing her back, his arm around her waist. I was completely sober and was thinking about what had happened. I looked at Ann sleeping peacefully with Jonathan behind her. Only a couple of hours ago he was fucking her, my wife. I felt guilty maybe. Did I make her do something she did not want to do? No. Was I sorry it happened? No again. Had it changed anything between us? For my part no and I didn't think it was going to be detrimental to our relationship. So, why did I feel..........different? I lay there trying to work this out. I can only say that it was because we had done something that was taboo I suppose. I wasn't all that concerned because I have always believed that what consenting adults do is their choice. Once two, three or however many people do something and all are in agreement and no one has been forced or coerced into doing anything, what's the problem? I knew we had taken a jump but we are very sexual people. We had never tried anything or even talked about doing anything like this before but we had taken the leap. 

She was awake. Ann was looking at me, she looked guilty, scared. She was about to speak but I turned to her and held her in my arms telling her that I loved her with all my heart and that I had enjoyed what had happened and hoped she enjoyed it as much as I had. Jonathan was snoring gently. He had turned onto his back and was sound asleep. She held me tightly, whispering her love for me and that she loved only me. I suggested we sit on the balcony and talk. We crept from the bed pulling on our t shirts. I went to the bathroom while Ann made coffee for us. We sat outside saying nothing for a minute or so. It was a beautiful evening now. It was still only 8 pm. 

"Do you really still love me? I never thought I'd ever do anything like that; it never even crossed my mind. I feel like I've betrayed you... the way I... behaved..." her voice trailed off.

"Ann, we are both adults. Don't feel guilty, there's nothing to feel guilty about. It just happened. Did you hear me telling you to stop?"

"I know, but it's just that I always thought that when you married you stayed faithful."

"You have stayed faithful. If you went off behind my back and had an affair, that would be cheating. What happened here was just sex, three consenting adults having sex and nothing more. Ok, we had a few beers and the joint but by the time anything happened I was in full control of my mind if not my body. Maybe I should have put a stop to it; after all, I let it happen."

"Of course not, I just know that I could never allow you to have sex with another woman. I know that sounds hypocritical but that's how I feel." She looked upset. I didn't want her to feel guilty. I had to convince her that she had no need to feel this way.

"I don't want to have another woman. That's not what this is or was about. When you and Jonathan were dancing and you kissed on the dance floor I wasn't sure how I felt. I wasn't annoyed. I felt a bit jealous but at the same time I was turned on. I didn't realise it at the time or maybe I didn't want to admit it to myself. And remember that it was me who instigated what happened. I was caressing your leg under your skirt."

"I know but"

"But nothing Ann, I love you more than ever. I enjoyed what happened. I enjoyed watching you and Jonathan fucking. I was never so turned on before. I wanted to give you him, wanted to give you a night you'd never forget, I'll never forget it. Admit it Ann, you enjoyed it too. There's no need to feel guilty about it. You did enjoy it didn't you?" 

"Yes," she said softly, "but what will we do now?" She looked back into the bedroom. I could see dried cum in her hair. She looked so sexy. 

"I suggest we have a shower. We'll get dressed up and go for a meal, few drinks and maybe a club."

Ann looked at me then back at Jonathan's sleeping figure. She didn't really know what she wanted to do.

"Look, it's our last night here let's go out and enjoy ourselves. If you'd rather stay in....."

"What about Jonathan?" she asked in a whisper.

"I'm sure he'd be delighted to accompany us my love, what do you think?"

"I'm not sure it's a good idea after ... you know..."

I stood up, took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. She responded and my cock grew rigid against her crotch. We kissed long and with abandon.

"You think it might not be such a good idea to bring Jonathan?"

"Yes"

"Why?" I asked.

"Because of earlier," she said. She was embarrassed but I detected she was just a little turned on.

"Because he fucked you? Came in your pussy? Came in your mouth? Or because you enjoyed him fucking you? Or maybe it's because you'd like more of his big cock in you? His dried cum is still in your hair by the way, you shouldn't have wasted it."

She was squirming and we kissed hungrily. I caressed her pussy. She was soaking wet and responded to my touch by parting her legs. I slid my finger back and forth across her pussy lips careful not to penetrate her just yet. She reached between us and stroked my now hard cock.

"You do want some more don't you?" I asked as I inserted my forefinger into her.

"Yes please" she replied.

"I mean, you want more of him don't you?"

We kissed again. "Don't you?" I repeated as I slid my finger along her slit .I could feel our dried cum on her.

"Yes"

"Yes what?" I wanted her to say it, to admit she wanted his cock again. "Tell me what you want."

"I want Jonathan." Came her barely audible reply.

"Tell me what you want Ann." She wasn't getting off the hook that easily.

"I want him to fuck me again. I want both of you to fuck me again."

"This is our last night here so anything you want is yours. You don't have to ask you know?"

We kissed a while longer and then she went for a shower while I shaved. I hopped into the shower when she finished and took my time, letting the hot water rejuvenate me. I wrapped the towel around me and opened the bathroom door. I will never forget the sight that greeted me. Ann was sitting on Jonathan's face. He was noisily licking her pussy. She had her head back and was becoming more vocal..... "That's it, I'm coming." She came very loudly, mashing her pussy against his face. When she finally calmed down she lay on him and they kissed for ages. She looked over at me and said that if we were going out we should get ready.

"I need another shower" she said with a smile.

"Is there anything else you need?" I asked.

She was still on top of Jonathan. His hands were caressing her back, her ass.

"I'd like us all to come back here after and finish our holiday together"

You didn't have to be a genius to work out what she meant. I was horny again but I wanted to recover a bit first so we arranged to get ready and Jonathan would return as soon as he showered.

Ann had a quick shower and as she was getting ready I asked her what she wanted to do.

"I really want to eat, have a few drinks and come back here and fuck both of you. I just want your cocks in me. I know how slutty I sound but you did say I could have anything I want."

"And I meant it. Now is there anything you really want? Maybe you're too shy to ask?"

She thought about it for a while and said, "Just both of you all night. I want you both to cum in me, on me. I want to taste you. I want you to fill me up. Fuck me 'til I'm sore."

I was getting hard again but it was time to go. We went to the nearest restaurant and all ate steak washed down with two bottles of wine. After the meal we had a few shots of tequila. Jonathan wanted to pay but Ann had beaten him to it and had paid on her way back from the bathroom. It was after 1 am when we left and we were all quiet. Ann was leaning into me, her head against my arm. We got to our room and she flopped onto the bed. Jonathan said goodnight and went to his room. Ann was already asleep. We were all tired out. I undressed Ann and myself and got into bed. We awoke at 1.30pm. We needed the sleep but we were now pushed for time. We had to be at the airport by five as our flight was due out at seven. By the time we packed and showered it would be time to go. There was a knock on our balcony door and in came Jonathan. He'd slept through also. He said he'd take us to the airport with him as he was leaving the hire car there. That gave us a bit of extra time but not much.

In the airport we sat in the lounge having checked in and passed through passport control. The flight was on time but we had almost two hours. Jonathan went off to find some gifts for his family while we sat and talked.

"You didn't get to have both of us all night" I said.

"No I didn't and I was really looking forward to it but maybe it's for the best" she replied.

"I was looking forward to it too. I just wish ......" I trailed off.

"You wish what?" She said turning fully towards me.

"Don't be annoyed Ann but I wish I'd taken some photos of you and him."

"Doing it?" she asked in a whisper. "Why?"

"Because I'd love to be able to relive that night again, it was the most erotic thing ever. I was never so turned on and it'd be such a buzz to see his cock in you when we wanted to remember our wild night. We'll probably never see him again."

"Fuck, you're making me wet. I still say it's probably for the best. It was just holiday madness and now we're heading back to reality. I want you now."

Jonathan came back and as we had a few beers we chatted. He asked about when we had to return to work and when our next holiday was etc. I surprised all of us by saying that Ann and I were going to be in London on the next bank holiday weekend which was only two weeks away.

"We'd love to meet up with you if you're off. Our last night here was a sort of wash out."

"You can stay at my place. It'll be all yours. I'll stay with my Mum and Dad, they live quite near. You can come and go as you please. I won't take no for an answer." He went to the bar.

"Look, before you say anything," I said looking at Ann, "I'm just trying to give you your final night of holidays. If you would rather not meet up with him and have both of us fuck you all weekend then just say so and we can go somewhere by ourselves. It's a one off."

"I can't believe we're doing this but I'm so horny I'd agree to anything. I'll probably want to change my mind tomorrow."

She was squirming in her seat as she spoke. I wasn't about to allow her to opt out. I kissed her, my tongue circling hers. When we broke the kiss I whispered, "Did you see how eager Jonathan was to meet up with us? He wants to fuck you again and again. He wants to fill you with his cock, cum in your mouth, your pussy."

"Oh fuck, I can't wait."

"Promise me you'll not change your mind Ann. I want you to promise me you'll come to London to let him fuck you. I want us to fuck you all weekend."

"I promise you, I won't change my mind, I swear. But, I thought we were only making up for our last night?" she asked as we kissed again.

"May as well spend the weekend while we're off, see how much you can handle ........"

Jonathan arrived back with our drinks and said his flight was being called to board. 

"We'll see you in a couple of weeks" I said shaking his hand. We had exchanged numbers and he said he'd pick us up from the train.

"Be good" he said.

"Ann," I said, "do you want to leave Jonathan to the gate? I'll stay here and look after our things."

She looked at me and knew immediately where I was coming from.

"Ok, don't take my drink!"

As soon as they left I finished her drink and got two more. She was only gone for about five minutes and when she came back she kissed me long and hard.

"Did you see him off ok?" I asked.

"Yes, his departure gate is just around the corner."

"Come on, tell me." 

"We kissed for ages. I am so wet. I wanted him to fuck me so bad. I couldn't help myself. You keep turning me on with your talk about my fucking you both. I was soaking just walking with him."

"Did you talk about it?"

"Yes, he said he couldn't wait to see us again. I told him I felt the same and then I said something that I never thought I'd say to anyone other than you. I said I couldn't wait to feel him inside me. That was when we kissed. His hand brushed my tits and I almost came there and then. He said I was the sexiest woman he'd ever known and that he'd stay celibate until he was with me again. I told him to keep all his cum for me and he was not to play with himself! He said if he had even ten minutes more he'd take me somewhere and fuck my 'beautiful pussy'. I said that I'd let him too."

"He said he'd meet us off the five o clock train and that if we changed our mind we were to text him. He said he knew that we were still in 'holiday mode' and that we might have a change of heart. I told him we were both looking forward to the weekend and we'd see him in two weeks. We kissed again and then he had to go, he was last through."

She was flushed as she revealed what had happened. I wanted her so bad right then. She was quite tipsy from the booze and was as horny as hell. In no time our flight was called and we made our way to the aircraft. We both slept for most of the journey home. Once in our house we just left everything in the hall and went to bed. We slept for ten hours or so. I had a shower and then made breakfast while Ann showered. We ate our food in bed then we cuddled up and we made love very slow and tender for a long while. We kissed each other as we made love, saying little. Ann came first, then I came and we held each other tightly. We slept some more then eventually got dressed and visited our families. Later that evening we sorted out post and did all the usual stuff, washing, paying bills etc.

In bed that night I asked Ann if she would have a problem taking a half day on the bank holiday Friday. This was the first mention of the proposed weekend trip to London and I wanted to test the waters.

"It won't be a problem" she said, "I can make up some hours before then."

"I half expected you to change your mind" I said.

"Have you?" she shot back.

"Oh no, I'm looking forward to it. It's just that I don't want you to do anything that you really don't want to do. We said at the time that anyone could call a halt at any time and that still stands."

"Well you made me promise so ..........." she had a sly grin as she continued "I guess I'll have to honour my promise."

I pulled her to me and made a grab for her ass. She pushed me away saying "You'll have to wait until our weekend away. I want you to control yourself and when we're away you can make up for lost time."

I knew there was no point in arguing so I let her have her victory for now. It was not a problem because the following day the painters arrived so access was denied anyway. It's amazing how far back a holiday seems once you return to work. By Friday our holiday was but a distant memory. I was very busy in work and Ann was putting in extra hours too. The following weekend we spent a lot of time with our families and were back to work before we knew it. 

On Thursday we packed our stuff for the weekend. It was only a medium suitcase and I was surprised as usually I complain about the amount of clothes etc. I was told in no uncertain terms that a trip to London would have to encompass shopping. We had not mentioned anything about our impending weekend in almost two weeks. I decided I would have to say something.

"Have you got everything prepared?" I asked.

"Yes, just a few bits to pack before we leave."

"Are you prepared?" I said.

"I sure am! More to the point, are you?"

"I'm fit to burst. I have been constantly horny for days. I'll probably cum as soon as you touch me."

"I'm hoping that will be the case because then you'll last a lot longer when you fuck me. Actually, it's worth thinking about that."

She looked lovely, radiant. I could tell she was looking forward to the weekend and I could also see that she was both excited and a bit nervous at the same time. We finished packing and went to bed a bit early. I needed to start work early and finish early. In the morning I was having a coffee when Ann came down. She was in her bath robe, hadn't showered yet.

"You're pushing it." I said. She was normally ready by this time.

"I'm off today; got all my work done and I need to do a few things before we go."

I kissed her and left her to it. The morning flew and I was home at noon. Our train was at 14.15 so I had plenty of time. Ann had made us a light lunch and we had a cab take us to the station. The journey to London was uneventful. At times I would look at Ann and she was lost in thought. Just what those thoughts were, I do not know. I was thinking about the evening ahead also, wondering what would happen. I wasn't going to try and put any plan in place. I figured it was far better to let things develop naturally. I had packed my digital camera and the camcorder in the hope that I could get some shots of the action. I wasn't sure if Jonathan would be into it but I lived in hope.

Ann looked good in her jeans and sweat shirt, she looked good in anything. We arrived into London on time and Jonathan met us with a big smile, a handshake for me and a hug for Ann. 

"I thought you'd changed your mind when I got the text. I was just heading off and saw your name come up." Ann sent him a text to let him know the train was on time.

We chatted as he drove up back streets and laneways. He took us through places I had never seen and then we were in Islington. His home was a beautiful two bed roomed top floor apartment. The apartments were once a large warehouse and the old building was kept as it was on the outside. Once inside no expense had been spared in bringing the apartments up to modern standards. His place was exceptionally clean for a guy. He told us he bought it because it was well built and close to everywhere. 

"I looked at a lot of places. Some of the apartments my friends live in are awful. There is little or no privacy. You can hear the people in the next apartment talking, using the bathroom, terrible places. This one is great, I often have some of the guys around after the pub and we can listen to sounds, make noise and none of the neighbours hear anything."

He gave us a set of keys and said that we were to make ourselves at home. He proposed that we go for a meal to the local pub and then see what we wanted to do after. There were late bars and nightclubs close by. He had to go to his parents place to drop some stuff off and we arranged to meet him at the pub later.

"It's really good to see you guys, I mean that sincerely. If you need anything just ask." He showed us where everything was and left us to it.

"Lovely place isn't it?" said Ann. "Have a look at this" she called from the bathroom.

The bathroom was big. It wasn't a bathroom at all really. There was no bath. There was a corner sink and right in the middle of the ceiling was the shower. The floor was constructed in such a way that the water was drained in the middle. It was completely tiled, ceiling and all. There was a toilet in the next room along.

We showered, Ann going first. When I finished I sat on the bed and looked with mounting lust as she dressed. She was wearing a white lace thong with matching see through bra. She wore a simple white v neck jumper and a floral skirt just above the knee. She was stunning. She looked over at me, my erection obvious. She simply licked her lips seductively and said, "Down boy."

Jonathan was waiting for us in the pub. He ordered us a drink and then we went to the restaurant and ordered our food. The conversation was witty. We all laughed a lot. The food was excellent and we had a bottle of wine. We sat and talked for ages then went into the bar where we were joined by Jonathan's friends who were all nice people and good fun. He spent time talking with everyone as we mingled. We were feeling the buzz of the drink and I decided to slow down. Ann was well on the way and was really enjoying herself. Everyone was going clubbing and some began to drift off saying they'd meet up later. While I had Ann to myself I asked what she wanted to do.




Holiday Encounter Ch. 02



"I really don't mind going clubbing if that's what everyone is doing. What do you think? It could be fun." She said.

"I want to go back to the apartment and fuck you."

She didn't expect that answer and was shocked for a second. She looked around to see where Jonathan was.

"Have you said anything to him?"

"No, but I'm sure he's not going to refuse"

"Can we have another drink first please? I'd sort of forgotten, well not really forgot but put it to the back of my mind. I mean, we can't just stroll over and say 'let's go back to yours, I'm ready' can we?"

"Well I thought you could just whisper in his ear that you wanted him to fuck you now and take it from there. I'm only joking." 

She was quite flushed and I thought it was funny as I teased her.

"How about we have another drink and then go?" I asked.

"That'd be great" she said, "What will you say? No joking now please."

"Just leave it to me. I'll sort it. Relax."

I left her talking to a couple we'd chatted to earlier and made my way over to Jonathan who turned to make his way to us at the same time. I guided him towards the bar to help me with the drinks.

"Jonathan" I began. He cut me off telling me for third or fourth time that his friends call him Jon.

"Ok, Jon! We were thinking of skipping the night club and heading back to yours. We can get some more booze and take it with us if you're into it."

"No need to get anything. I've plenty of drink, mixers, food. What time do you want to go?"

"After this one if that's ok with you."

We joined Ann just as the others were leaving. Ann looked at me, looking for a sign.

"We're going back to Jon's after this one so drink up." I said.

She finished the drink in her hand then gulped down the other one. She told me later that it wasn't that she was in a hurry to leave but that she wanted more Dutch courage. By the time Jon and I finished our drinks she seemed much more relaxed. Ann linked both of us as we strolled to the Apartment just down the road. We managed to just make the lift as the doors were closing. The couple in the lift were kissing and stopped upon seeing us. The girl was beautiful, long black hair and she wore a micro mini. She was lovely but compared to Ann she came second. Her boyfriend couldn't keep his eyes off Ann and the girl was obviously annoyed. She practically dragged him from the lift at their floor.

Jon went to get us a drink and I asked Ann if she was ok.

"I'm fine my love. How will we start?"

"Why don't you just kiss him?" I replied. "He wants you Ann just like I do. We all know what we're here for."

Jon came back, handed us our drinks.

"Cheers" he said. 

We touched glasses and took a sip. Ann swallowed hers in one go. She put her glass down, took mine and Jon's glasses and put them down also. Then, taking both of us by the hand, she pulled us to her. She kissed Jon first, her tongue darting into his mouth. She released my hand turning fully towards him. They embraced each other. His hands were caressing her back. She undid his belt and flies as they continued kissing. I saw his jeans fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, kicking them to one side. She turned to me and we kissed long and hard. She pulled Jon to her back making herself the meat in a sandwich of men. She performed the same trick with my jeans and I also pushed them away with my foot. When she turned to Jon again I took the opportunity of unzipping her skirt which was kicked towards my jeans. I saw Jon's hands move to her ass, feeling her, cupping the cheeks. It was my turn again and as she turned towards me Jon lifted her jumper over her head. I caressed her breasts while she had her arms above her head. We melted into each other, our kisses becoming more urgent. Jon removed his shirt leaving him in just his underwear and continued caressing Ann's back, nibbling her neck.

When she turned to him she ran her hands down his chest, feeling his muscles. They kissed again as I took off my top. I moved in and continued kissing her neck as they touched each other, their kissing more passionate now. My cock strained against my boxers. I was so horny now. Ann broke the kiss and half turned towards me. She manoeuvred Jon and I so that we were almost standing side by side. Kissing us for just a few seconds at a time, I felt my boxers being pulled down. As she was kissing Jon I saw her pulling his underwear off also. We both helped to get them off completely and then I made to take off her bra. Jon had the same idea and we removed it together. We tried to touch her breasts but she pushed our hands away. As she kissed us she caressed our balls in her hands. She didn't touch our cocks probably aware that I would cum if she did.

After a few more minutes she squatted down looking directly at our engorged cocks.

"Get the cameras." She said. 

I handed Jon the camcorder and set up the digital on drive. Once we were ready she delicately flicked her tongue across the tip of his cock. He groaned upon feeling her first touch. She slowly took the head into her mouth then gradually took as much as she could. She released his cock then took engulfed it again. She did this three times as I shot a few frames. She then took my cock and did the same to me. It felt so good, warm and wet. She sucked my cock in and out three times also then turned back to Jon who was struggling to film as she blew him. When she returned to my cock Jon said to her, "the last time I came, it was inside you. I won't last long, this is beautiful."

She took him into her mouth again and this time she really went for it, using her hand and her mouth. I counted his cock go in and out of her lovely mouth five times, then he arched his back. His cock jerked once and I saw Ann struggle to take his cum. On the second jerk she had removed his cock and a large amount of white spunk hit the right side of her face. Just before she managed to get his cock back into her mouth he shot another load. I could clearly see it landing in her mouth. He was still cumming, some of it she guided to the right side of her face. I had heard about 'heavy cummers', saw some in porn flicks but I never quite believed it until now. His spunk was dribbling from her mouth, rolling down her beautiful face. He finally stopped and she continued to fellate him as he enjoyed the last of his orgasm. She turned her attention to my cock and began the same ritual on me. I came immediately. She took the first and second shots in her mouth then took some on the left side of her face. I kept cumming. Not as much as Jon but there was a lot of it. When she finished with me I noticed Jon filming her. I took a lot of photos.

She stood up and caressed our cocks. Jon was hard already! Turning to him she said, "I don't know why, but your cum tastes better than his."

With that, she kissed him passionately transferring cum from her face to his. I was sure that he must be able to taste the cum in her mouth and I was last one to cum in there. She broke the kiss and then using her fingers she gathered spunk from his face and licked them. She gathered up cum from her own face and transferred that to her mouth. There was a large glob of Jon's on her chest which was also put in her mouth. I was by now hard again. She then kissed me and yes I could taste cum. It just made me hornier. Ordinarily I would have balked at even the thought of such a thing but to be honest I would have done almost anything to get in her panties at that moment. She looked incredible. Jon fetched a towel and gently cleansed her face. She led us to the bedroom. Laying back on the bed, nude except for her transparent and very wet panties, she said, "My turn."

Jon and I needed no encouragement and we lay each side of her. Using forefingers, we removed her panties. She was completely shaven, she'd had her pussy waxed that morning and not one hair remained. I kissed her, my free hand caressing her breast, tweaking her nipple. Jon was sucking her other breast as his free hand stroked up her leg until he arrived at her pussy. She purred as she kissed me, Jon was sliding his fingers along her slick slit. She broke our kiss turning her face towards Jon and they kissed. I sucked her breast and caressed her pussy. She was arching her back to make me apply more pressure to her clit. I inserted a finger and she bucked against my hand. She was kissing Jon much more passionately now and her hands were stroking our cocks as we pleasured her. She came long and loud, her pussy gyrating against my hand. I now had two fingers inside her. My hand was soaking from her juices and she continued to come. As her orgasm ebbed she returned to kissing Jon. 

I withdrew my fingers and positioned myself between her legs. I needed to be in her. She had stopped kissing and was awaiting my cock in her pussy. Her pussy was glistening, open and ready for me. I slowly entered her, feeling her warm wet pussy around my cock. Once I was fully embedded in her we kissed lovingly. We held each other tightly, our tongues mashing together. Breaking the kiss I pushed myself up onto my hands. She told hold of Jon's cock as I began fucking her, gradually speeding up. Jon was kissing her, sucking her tits as she thrashed about the bed. He stood up and brought his cock to her face and she greedily accepted it into her mouth. He slid his cock in and out, careful not to hurt her. She was trying to pleasure him but I was fucking her harder, trying to get as far in as possible. She removed his cock from her mouth. 

"Oh God" she said, "fuck me, keep fucking me, don't stop."

I fucked her all the more, pounding into her. She met my thrusts, lifting her ass off the bed, trying to get as much of me inside her as possible. She resumed sucking Jon and then began to cum. His cock was out of her and she was moaning as I continued to pound her. I could feel myself on the verge of orgasm and ploughed into her. She was trying to suck Jon but it was impossible, her orgasm was so intense. I began cumming, my sperm shooting deep inside of her. She came again as I continued to cum. She pulled me to her, we kissed deeply. We kissed lovingly as I came. She usually caresses my back, ass until I'm spent. She could only use one hand this time; the other was busy stroking Jon's big cock. 

"Jon, fuck me. I want to feel you inside me." She almost pleaded with him. I was still inside her, my cock retracting but it was obvious she wanted more. I withdrew and saw my cum leaking from her. Jon quickly took my place, positioning his cock at the entrance to her cunt.

"I have wanted to do this for weeks. I couldn't keep my eyes off you in the pub. You are so beautiful Ann" said Jon as he slid his cock into her waiting pussy. She groaned in pleasure as he shoved his length further inside. They kissed, his cock now as far in as it could go. They continued kissing for a while then he withdrew until only the tip was touching her inner lips. He pushed forward again and she had to break the kiss to moan loudly. Gradually, Jon increased the pace. She was moaning continually, kissing him with more passion. He increased the pace again, lifting his torso to allow him to fuck her harder. It was an amazing sight, his cock going in and out of her pussy. His cock was covered with my cum and her juices, there was a small pool forming under her ass. I had positioned myself at the end of the bed and was eagerly looking on. 

He withdrew from her and turned her over. She was on all fours, her ass in the air. He entered her again and began shafting her with long hard strokes. She was cumming, her head buried in the pillow. She was actually screaming as he continued to fuck her mercilessly. She was trying to speak but it was impossible to understand her. As her orgasm subsided and she was able to catch her breath, she kept repeating; "Oh Jonathan, oh Jonathan" over and over. 

He was close to cumming, his strokes were faster, his muscles tightening as he fucked her. She moved away from him and turned over opening her legs as wide as possible. There is something extremely horny about seeing your wife opening her legs for another man. She closed her eyes as he entered her again. He picked up where he left off and fucked her hard. I watched as she rocked from his pounding. She came again, this time she screamed so loud I thought he'd hurt her but looking at her face contorted in ecstasy it was obvious she was enjoying every second of it. Jon let out a loud cry as he began cumming. He kept up the momentum, ramming his cock into her willing pussy. He was shooting his cum deep in her as she met his thrusts, lifting her ass off the bed. As his climax was coming to an end he lowered himself to his elbows. Ann pulled him to her, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. She had one hand behind his head as they kissed and he pumped the last of his seed into her. This had gone beyond just sex or lust. It was the first time I felt jealous. They kissed for ages, his cock still buried in her pussy which was leaking a lot of cum. 

It took me a while to notice her hand searching me out, beckoning me. My cock was rock hard and had been for some time. I placed her hand around my shaft. She stroked it a couple of times then brought it to her mouth. She stopped kissing Jon and took my length between her lips. I rocked back and forth enjoying the sensation of her wonderful mouth. I slowly began to fuck her mouth. Jon's face was only inches away. He watched my cock slid in and out then he began pumping his cock in and out of her pussy. He was hard again! I couldn't believe it. Her pussy looked so good filled with his cock. As he withdrew I could see her lips being pulled out. She has a very tight pussy and he was stretching it to the limit.

I pulled my cock from her mouth as Jon withdrew his cock from her pussy. We moved to the floor where she got down on all fours. I fucked her pussy as Jon took her mouth. We changed many times. Ann kept on cumming, she was insatiable. Jon was pounding her pussy from behind when I erupted in her mouth. She never spilt a drop although there was not as much as before. Jon withdrew and helped Ann to her feet. He lifted her up and between them they managed to lodge his cock in her as he carried her to the table. He laid her on the table. It was the perfect height for him. Her pussy was directly in line with his cock. There were no preliminaries this time, he took hold of her legs and shove his cock in up to the hilt. He fucked her as hard as he could. On his first thrust, she winced in pain. He was much deeper in her now due to the table. She was screaming again, cumming yet again. He fucked harder and shot his seed in her for the third time that evening. She had such an intense orgasm that she cried. He stopped immediately, worried she was hurt. 

"Oh Jonathan, keep fucking me, just keep fucking me" she cried.

He resumed fucking her until he finally collapsed on her. She was too emotional to do anything but hold him close. When she came down they kissed gently. He stood up and looked at me. I simply smiled and gave him the thumbs up. I was looking at Ann, her hair bedraggled, cum oozing from her pussy onto the table. Jon went to the kitchen. I carried Ann to the bed, kissing her tenderly. On the bed I caressed her face. She was still recovering from her orgasm. Jon had a drink of water for her which she gratefully took. He sat on the end of the bed, none of us speaking. She was getting her wish; she had been fucked relentlessly for hours. It was almost 3 am. Catching Jon's eye, I nodded towards her pussy. He immediately went down on her and began to flick his tongue along her pussy. 

Ann groaned, I wasn't initially sure if it was in pleasure or not but she began moving against his tongue. I was sucking on her breasts, tweaking her nipples and watching Jon as he used his tongue on my wife. He would push his tongue into her, fucking her with it as she rolled her hips. I kissed her as she was brought towards another orgasm. She had one hand on his head, pulling him into her pussy. Her orgasm though intense was not as strong as her last one but it lasted longer, finally ending in a series of shudders. Jon was delicately licking her inner thighs; her pussy was too sensitive as she recovered. He was running his hands up and down her legs. Ann was in my arms purring from time to time. Hearing a noise I sat up. Jon was getting dressed. 

"Where are you going/" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"I'm staying in my Mum's. You both need your own time together and I NEED to rest!"

"Stay, we don't want to take over the place and besides, Ann will be annoyed when she wakes up."

He was having none of it and when he was dressed he left saying his parents house was only a five minute walk. 

"Call me when you're awake" was his parting words. It was 4 am.

Ann stirred beside me. "Where's Jonathan?" she asked, still half asleep.

"He's gone to his parents to rest. He said you wore him out." I joked.

"Steve?" 

"Yes?"

"I love you. I always have and I always will. Don't be upset by what I'm about to say but I love his cock. I love him fucking me. After this weekend we stop, not because I'm falling for him or anything but you can get too much of a good thing and that thing of his is very good. I'm full of cum. I can feel it oozing from my pussy. I can still taste it in my mouth. That was the best fucking I ever had. Two cocks are definitely better than one. I'm not showering until tomorrow."

The following morning we woke at about 11. Ann was in the kitchen making coffee. I sent Jon a text telling him to come around but to text me when he was outside. I got back a quick 'ok!' Ann came back to bed and I asked how she was feeling.

"I'm feeling like I had wild sex all night. It feels good. I'm getting wet just thinking about it."

"Why don't you take a shower now and we can see how you feel after?"

I heard my phone buzzing and knew Jon was outside. Ann went to the toilet and I checked my phone. I was right, he was outside the door. Ann then went into the shower. I waited until I heard the shower on then I opened the door. I signalled for Jon to come in and be quiet. 

"She's in the shower" I whispered, "get undressed and we'll help to wash her."

Ann called out just then, "I'm covered in dried spunk. Jonathan cums SO much.

I went into the shower room first, leaving the door open. I positioned myself in front of her making sure her back was facing the door. I kissed her, running my hands over her breasts.

"Will one cock be enough for you?" I asked.

"I suppose it'll have to do." She joked.

As we kissed I beckoned Jon. I watched him come right up behind her. His cock was standing out in front of him and it was this that she felt first. Her eyes opened wide and she spun around and embraced him, their lips meeting. After a long lingering kiss she was down on her knees sucking our cocks. We dried each other off and fucked her in every conceivable way possible. She had multiple orgasms and took our sperm in her pussy, mouth and over her face. We all slept and resumed fucking when we awoke that evening. We didn't bother going out. Ann never got to go shopping. By Sunday we had lost count of the number of times we had fucked her. We had to leave that evening and we showered and got our stuff ready. Jon cooked us a meal which we washed down with a bottle of wine. In one way it was a pity we had done what we did with Jon. He was a really nice guy and we could have become really good friends. Then I thought, 'maybe we still could' we didn't have to fuck Ann's brains out every time we met. In fact, they never had to fuck again and we were all adults weren't we?

After the meal we all helped clear up. Jon looked a bit down. "Will I ever see you guys again? I don't mean for, you know. I'm just wondering if we'll see each other again."





Holiday Encounter Ch. 02



"I really don't know Jon" I replied. I looked at Ann to see what she thought.

"Let's not go there now. We have each others numbers. We'll keep in touch. All I know is that I had a fantastic weekend. I really enjoyed myself. Not many girls can say they had two considerate, beautiful guys for a whole weekend. I loved it. Now, I want a kiss."

She moved to him and they kissed like lovers. They were by now familiar with each other and knew just how to kiss and touch each other. She was touching the outline of his cock which was making a substantial bulge in his jeans. Undoing his fly, she took his cock in her hand and stroked it as they kissed. I was hard now also. I knew we had little time but Ann was in, or out of control, depending on how you looked at it. She helped him out of his jeans and then knelt down, taking his cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on him, massaging his balls as she did so. Then she stood up, lifted her skirt and bent over. 

"Fuck me Jonathan, fuck me with that wonderful cock. I need you inside my pussy."

Jon was struggling to pull her panties aside, eventually he tore them off. He entered her waiting pussy and proceeded to fuck her. I got my cock out and fucked her mouth. We had a good rhythm going and began to fuck her in earnest. I came first, my sperm landing in her mouth, on her lips. She pulled away from Jon and made her way to the bed, lying back, legs open and stroking her clit.

Jon shoved his cock in her waiting pussy and fucked her. She was clawing at his back as she came, her face a picture of pure lust. When he began cumming they locked lips, kissing for ages until his cock plopped out. Ann pulled down her skirt saying, "come on, we'll miss the train."

Jon raced to the station and we made the train with minute to spare. We only had time for a hand shake and a hug and we were heading home. As she walked down the carriage in front of me I noticed the large wet patch on her skirt. I waited until we were settled in our seats.

"Jon's spunk is leaking from your pussy, I can see the wet patch on your skirt."

She put her hand up her skirt, into her pussy and showed me a large glob of cum on her fingers. 

"Mmmm" she said as she licked it off.

My cock was hardening again.



Holiday Encounter Ch. 03



The third and final chapter (I think)

This is a story about sharing my wife with another guy. If this topic offends you, don't read it. To all those who have encouraged me, thank you. To those who are worried about us catching some disease – use a condom. To those who have a problem with race issues – grow up.





After our weekend away we fucked like rabbits. One night in bed I produced some pictures of Ann blowing us. The photos of her covered in cum were really hot. I then played the video Jon had taken and we fucked like mad as we watched. 

"It was a great weekend wasn't it?" I asked her as we lay together after.

"It was and seeing that movie is a real turn-on."

"I'm pissed that we never took more photos and video. I meant to but it slipped my mind.... for some reason. I was too interested in fucking you and watching him fuck you."

"You always do this,' she said, 'you turn me on and on. I need your cock in me now."

"Bet you'd like Jonathan's cock, wouldn't you? You'd like his big black cock in your tight pussy, fucking you for hours on end, making you cum over and over."

She reached for my cock, kissing me deeply. I got up from the bed and returned with some ties. I tied her arms to each top corner of the bed. I positioned her about half way down the bed then tied her legs making sure they were as far apart as possible. We are not into S&M but sometimes we try some mild bondage. I massaged her breasts taking my time, enjoying the feel of her hard nipples. I licked her breasts, her tummy, inner thighs. She was squirming as I touched her. I gently licked her pussy and she tried to lift herself up to meet my tongue. After a full hour of teasing her as she constantly begged me to let her cum I said, "I will make you cum but first you must answer my questions. Any lying and I will stop and leave you like this for an hour, then I will start again. Do you understand?"

"Yes" she said.

I lay next to her and we kissed. As we kissed I traced my finger up her leg slowly making my way to her pussy. As I reached her soaking lips I stopped and went to get her favourite vibrator. It is a realistic looking cock really, and we often use it during sex. I touched the folds of her pussy with it as I sucked on her breasts.

"Do you want to fuck him again?" I asked as I began to push the vibrator slowly into her.

"Who?"

I immediately withdrew the vibrator and she groaned in disappointment.

"Do you want to fuck him again?" I tried again. "Don't give me any half answers or I'll stop."

"Yes, I want to fuck him."

"Tell me more. I want to know everything. The more you tell me, the more I'll fuck you."

"I want to suck his cock. I want him to cum in my mouth. I want him fucking me." She was getting into it now.

"Ann, you need to tell me everything." I said as I inserted the vibrator about half way into her and fucked her slowly. She began panting. The vibrator slid easily in and out of her, lubricated by the flood of pussy juice.

"I won't let you cum until you tell all. I want to know what you like about him, what you'd like him to do with you, what you'd like to do with him."

"Oh God Steve, you shouldn't make me tell you these things. You shouldn't make me have these thoughts. I will tell you everything, just keep fucking me and make me cum please."

"TELL ME" I said as I inserted the vibrator fully inside her, fucking her a little faster as I sucked her nipples.

"I love his big cock. It's so beautiful and it fills me up like no other cock. I love the taste of his cum. I love the way he touches me, his lips on my body. I love kissing him, love his smell. I still think of his cock sliding into my pussy. It fills me up and I could fuck him forever."

"Go on, I want all of it." I climbed between her legs and shoved my cock into her. I gently rocked back and forth enjoying the feel of her wet pussy.

"I'd let him take me any way he wanted. I'd do anything he wanted me to do. I'd let him fuck me anytime, anywhere. He could use me as he wishes. I adore it when he shoots his cum deep in my pussy. I'd let him fuck me bareback even if I wasn't on the pill."

"Would you like to spend a night alone with him? Just the two of you, without me there you might get do all sorts of stuff. Tell me ..." 

"Oh yes, I'd do anything just to have him fuck me again. Anything you want me to do I will do. If you like I'll spend a night with him. I'd love that."

"I want to know what you want Ann, what you like." I was fucking her hard now and she was close to cumming. 

"I want his cock Steve; I just want to fuck him. I can't get it out of my mind. Please, just one more time. I want him again. I'll do anything you ask but please let him fuck me again."

"Can I film him fucking you?"

"Oh yes."

"And you will do anything I ask and I mean anything."

"Anything you want."

"What if I said you can fuck him again but I may want you to fuck someone else first?"

"Fuck yes! I'll do it if that's what you want. I'll do anything just to fuck him again."

I had intended teasing her some more but I couldn't hold back and when she began to cum I shot my seed deep in her. We kissed passionately, fucking until my flaccid cock slipped from her pussy.

"So, who do you want me to fuck?" she asked quietly.

"Well to be honest I'm not sure. I love when he and I fuck you, give you so much pleasure and I love watching you both fucking, but maybe we are getting a little too deep here."

"I love you with all my heart Steve and I don't have those feelings for him. I do want him. I love his cock in me but I know what you mean. It's bordering on a relationship. I think no, I know he has feelings for me." 

"Do you have feelings for him?"

"Yes. I want him. I have feelings for him but not like the love I have for you. We've opened a can of worms here. If I'm honest I have to say that I want both of you. I know that's not realistic. We probably should have left it on holidays. It's the sex that does it for me. I have two wonderful cocks to play with. Two sets of hands on my body, two pair of lips pleasuring me. It must be every woman's dream. The more he fucks me, the more I want."

She was a bit upset now and that was not my intention. She was being brutally honest and it was only right that I should return the same honesty.

"Ann, I know you love me and my feelings for you have not diminished one bit. In fact, I love you all the more. This was our first time to try anything like this so maybe we need to reflect a bit on where we want to go from here. I have to be honest and tell you that it's a total turn on for me. I can see that he fancies you like mad. It's obvious. I don't think it's fair to continue with him. At the same time I love watching you being fucked. I love giving you pleasure. I'd give you anything you want."

I was gently rolling her nipple between my forefinger and thumb as I spoke. We kissed gently, our tongues exploring each other. She was stroking my now hardened cock. Our lips parted and I slipped a finger along her wet pussy.

"You said you'd do anything if Jon could fuck you again" I said

"I will, but only if you're ok with it. I don't want either of us doing something we don't want to do. Who else have you in mind?"

"I'm talking sex here. I'd like to maybe try meeting another couple or another guy..... or two. I'd like to see you and another woman. You did say 'anything'."

With my finger now fucking her I knew the answer would be yes. The thought of being able to fuck Jon again was enough to make her agreeable to anything. I climbed between her legs and pushed my cock fully into her before she could answer.

"Oh yes Steve. I'm so horny. You can have anything you want. You can fuck another woman if you want to, anything. Fuck me hard."

I only picked up the pace slightly. I wanted the green light to put my ideas into place.

"I'll talk to Jon and see if he is interested .........."

She playfully hit me but she was thrilled at the prospect of seeing him again.

"I want you to fuck another guy. I don't know who or how but if you want to fuck Jon again you will agree to this. I'll check out some sites on line and while I'm at it I will look for another couple we can play with."

She was smiling brightly. I think she only heard that she was going to have Jon again so I repeated myself and she agreed.

The following days I was busy on the pc and spoke to Jon. Ann's birthday was coming up and I wanted it to be 'special'. I outlined my ideas to Jon and he eagerly agreed to help me out. I was also in touch with a few guys I met in a chat room and a couple of them seemed promising. I was doubtful of using the internet, you didn't know who you were talking to so I arranged to meet two guys separately one evening after work. Ann was disappointed to hear that Jon was away for a few weeks but was looking forward to seeing him as soon as he returned. 

I decided to take Ann out for a meal on her birthday and we agreed that we'd go home straight after and have a night of sex. I gave her vouchers for a lingerie shop and also bought her a beautiful necklace. Over dinner we talked about our work and all the normal stuff couples discuss. She looked absolutely stunning in her black top, mini skirt and heels. I couldn't wait to get her home. I had set up two video cameras in the bedroom. One was covering the side and the other one the end of the bed. Arriving home I opened a bottle of champagne and had another one in the fridge. Ann was well on, she had already had a lot to drink. I was driving so I'd only had a small glass of wine. 

We started on the champagne and made our way to the bedroom.

"You have been busy" she said looking at the video and digital cameras placed around the room.

"I just thought I'd make a nice video for your birthday, a keepsake."

What she didn't know was that the video cameras were linked to two hard drive recorders downstairs capable of recording for up to 36 hours.

"How do you want me" she asked.

She was quite tipsy now and I wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her there and then. I got her to remove all her clothes and tied her hands to the corners of the bed post. I blind folded her, kissing her deeply, touching her breasts delicately. 

"Fuck me now Steve, it's my birthday and I want you now."

"Lie back with your legs wide open and wait for me to get the bottle of champagne from the fridge. You'll get your wish then and the rest of your present."

"Hurry up, please. I need your cock in me."

I pup on a few CD's and then raced downstairs. I opened the front door quietly and there was Jon with a big grin on his face. I put my finger to my lips in order to be sure he was quiet. We went into the kitchen and I whispered that Ann was upstairs. Grabbing the champagne and an extra glass for him I filled our glasses and we drank.

"You need to be naked Jon. Just follow my lead and watch for my signals. Be very quiet. I don't want her to know you're there until the time is just right."

Jon wasted no time in getting undressed and he quietly followed me to the bedroom. Once inside I removed my clothes, untied her hands and presented my cock to her. She stroked me gently.

"Mmm, I've been wanting for this all day," she said as she took me into her mouth. I knew I would come very quickly so I withdrew and kissed her deeply.

"Fuck me now Steve" she whispered.

I broke the kiss and sitting up, caressed her breasts moving down to her legs which I parted, drawing her knees up. I motioned for Jon to come over and stood up. Jon quickly got between her legs and as we had planned, drove his hard cock right up into her. She knew immediately.

"Oh Jonathan"

"Happy birthday Ann" he said as their lips met. She devoured him. They kissed non stop as he fucked her. 

They looked like a couple in love as their bodies gyrated, grinding against each other. I checked the cameras to be sure they were working and felt a pang of jealousy as they continued to fuck. The jealousy quickly gave way as I stroked my cock. He pounded into her, the pace quickening. She was making purring sounds, her orgasm approaching. Breaking the kiss, Jon lifted himself up on his fully stretched arms and fucked her as hard as he could. She began coming, her moans turning into a scream, her head thrashing from side to side. With a final thrust, Jon came in her. He moved in and out of her, giving her all his seed. They kissed deeply as the pace slowed gradually until finally they stopped, his cock still inside her. It had only taken a few minutes, it was the quickest fuck they'd ever had but we all knew the night was young. Jon slipped from her, his cock still semi erect. He'd be ready to go again in seconds. He said he needed to go downstairs for a minute and while he was gone Ann and I kissed. She tried to guide me inside her but I resisted. I could see his cum beginning to ooze from her pussy.

"Happy birthday Ann, he's all yours until noon tomorrow. Enjoy him."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I'm going to meet some of the lads for a few beers, take in a club. I'll grab a shower in the spare room and get ready downstairs. You do whatever you feel like doing. There's just one condition Ann." I paused for effect

"You mustn't wash or shower until I come home."

"Thank you Steve."

We kissed deeply. There was no more to say. She knew I was serious and I knew she wanted this. Jon arrived back with a very expensive bottle of champagne and a card and wrapped gift. I told them to enjoy and left them to it. I showered and as I prepared myself downstairs I switched on both television sets. Ann was lying on her side facing Jon, her hand stroking his erect cock. They kissed gently, the urgency gone from before. They knew they had plenty of time to do as they wished. I was about ready to leave when she lay back opening her legs. He got between them and they kissed gently, the head of his penis touching the outer folds of her pussy.

He gently pushed forward until his cock was fully engulfed in her pussy. Kissing continually, they slowly began moving in unison. As he would push forward she would rise to meet his thrust. There was no quickening of pace, nor hands grabbing breasts. They were making love .... . . . . and it hurt. I was in two minds. I wanted to stop this but at the same time I remembered Ann saying that she only loved me. I was horny too. There were three people in this house and I was the only one not getting any.

I met up with some friends and after a few beers began to relax. There had been a few comments about my being distant and was everything alright etc. We went on to a club and the combination of more drink, music and beautiful women helped me to enjoy the night. There was one very pretty girl who made it obvious that she was there for the taking but I decided against it. I wanted to fuck Ann and there would be plenty of time for fucking other women in the next few weeks and months. I ended up staying over at a friends and fell into a drink induced sleep. I was rudely awakened at 11 am and after showering went for breakfast with two mates. 

I arrived home at 1.30 pm. As I turned into our road I saw Jon pulling out of the driveway and setting off in the opposite direction. I later discovered that he was late for duty and would be in bother for not being on time. I quickly let myself in and went straight to our room. The first thing to hit me as I opened the door was the unmistakable aroma of sex. Ann was lying on the bed, her legs open, cum leaking from her well fucked pussy. As I came into the room she smiled at me.

"I've saved some for you" she said opening her legs wider. There was dried cum in her hair, on her body. Their juices were all over the bed. There was fresh cum on her face, lips, in her mouth. I was frantically trying to take my clothes off as my erection grew harder. Naked, I climbed onto our marital bed. She pulled me towards her and we kissed passionately, swapping his cum between us. I had a finger in her cum filled pussy, feeling her open pussy. She was moaning as we kissed and trying to pull me into her. I wanted to enjoy the moment.

"Did you have a nice evening?" I asked in my best accent.

"Steve" she said, "he fucked me all night. I have never been fucked so much, even when both of you were fucking me. I don't know how many loads of cum I took in my pussy, my mouth. It was incredible. He's a fucking machine."

"When I last saw you, you weren't fucking, you were making love with him." I pushed my cock into her wet pussy, enjoying the feel of her juice and his cum. Her pussy was sopping wet and felt very loose.

"I can't wait to watch the video."

"Oh Steve" she cried, "I couldn't help it. We did fuck as well but we made love most of the time. I completely gave myself to him. I'm sorry. I knew this would be our last time and I just let go. To be honest, this morning when he fucked me for the last time I'd had enough and was hoping you'd arrive to join us. I wanted your cock in me where it belongs."

"Don't get all guilty on me. I wanted you to have a night with him and although I was jealous I knew in my heart you were mine. The main thing is and I want honesty, did you enjoy it?"

"That's an understatement. I fucking loved every minute of it, every inch of him, every drop of his cum. From the minute you left we were at it. He was cumming in me when he told me he'd fallen in love with me and would do anything to be with me. He said he didn't mind sharing me but he wanted to continue seeing me whether you were there or not. I was cumming hard and I told him I was all his for the night. He said 'do you love me' and I said 'yes'. We rested for a while and then he began licking me to three orgasms. When I came down I took his beautiful cock in my mouth and I spent ages licking every bit of it before I took it into my mouth. I kept at it until he came in my mouth and as soon as he finished we kissed for ages."

She was soaking as she told her story.

"We drank the champagne and he poured some over my body and licked it off. A lot went over my pussy and I came again as he licked it off. He lifted me on top and I rode that cock for ages cumming time after time. He was sucking my tits, caressing me everywhere. His hands were all over me. Then we switched and he fucked me in the missionary. He kept telling me how beautiful I was and that I had such a tight pussy. We came together and you will see and hear on the tape that I said he could fuck me whenever he wished."

"We fell asleep but after only an hour or so, he slid his cock into me as I slept. It was a wonderful wake up call and we fucked for ages. He had a shower as I slept again. A few hours later and he was licking my pussy. As soon as I was awake he moved into the sixty nine. Then he took me down to the kitchen where he fucked me on our kitchen table, on the sofa, stairs and back to bed again. I don't know where he got his energy from but he only needed to rest for a while then he was at me. He'd lick me or finger me until he was hard. I am sore but it was worth it."

"We slept again then it was 11.30 and I said you'd be home soon. We both brushed our teeth and I made coffee while he showered. He had to be on duty at mid day. He was trying to get dressed but I stroked his cock and began sucking him. He moaned and lifted me up and we kissed. He lay me on the bed and just put the tip to my pussy as we kissed. I wanted him in me but he kept teasing me. He asked if I wanted him to fuck me or make love to me. I said a fuck would be fast and hard. I'm sorry Steve but then I asked him to make love to me. He did and it took ages. We came together. He kept telling me he loved me between kisses and as you will see I told him I was falling in love with him too."

"We held each other, kissing and caressing. It was now 1pm and he apologised saying he had to go to work. He dressed quickly. He kissed me when he was ready and I told him he would have my juice and smell on his cock all day. I reached for his cock and was surprised to find him becoming erect again. He said he really had to go but I unzipped him and took him into my mouth. He fucked my mouth until he came then had to run as he zipped up."




Holiday Encounter Ch. 03



"I probably went too far but I am so glad your home Steve. I just got caught up in the whole thing."

"I'm disappointed in you Ann" I said as I began fucking her. I fucked her as hard as I could. I lasted a couple of minutes until I came in her. Ann came and we kissed deeply.

"Thank you for a wonderful birthday."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it but you owe me Ann"

"I know" came her reply. "I'm looking forward to repaying you."

We watched the tapes numerous times and it never fails to excite. Even where they declared their love didn't bother me, after all, we're still together and our adventures have and will continue.