1 comments/ 24571 views/ 6 favorites The Sultan's Son By: TurtleWB Sultan Bashier of Cyprus considered himself a blessed man, the ruler of Cyprus was all that was left of the once great Ottoman Empire. Through hard work, determination and sometimes a little shedding of blood, he had steadily advanced both his countries and his family fortunes to great wealth and prosperity. He surrounded himself with people he could trust and treated them with respect and generosity, ensuring their loyalty in return. In recent years, he began transitioning his countries business from oil and natural gas toward financial services and tourism and Cyprus was growing and its people were thriving. The Sultan had three wives and five consorts. His third consort, Rosa, was Italian, and they were blessed with one child, Ahsan Bashier who was just turning eighteen. And it was Ahsan, as the sole male heir, who would take the title of Sultan and guide the people of Cyprus into the future. Ahsan was already proving himself to be a worthy successor to his father's empire. For years he'd been schooled by his father and a few trusted tutors in the realities of ruling their small island nation. Ahsan had demonstrated both an interest and a natural flair for politics and economics, which bode well for the country. The Sultan had watched with great pride as his only son grew into a young man. His parents were good looking, and their genetics had delivered them a fine looking young man. Ahsan was six feet tall and about 200 lbs his light olive skinned body lean and taut with muscle. His dark hair was worn longer than his father would have liked, but when it came to his son the Sultan didn't like to hunt skinny rabbits. His face was handsome, big eyes, and perfect teeth. But what his parents loved above all was his intelligence, his lust for life, his great sense of humor and booming laugh, his positive attitude and friendly disposition. While Ahsan was in a position of considerable stature, he was polite and respectful of others. He knew when to shut up and keep his moth closed and listen to others with more wisdom than his. In his spare time he kept busy with one of his many interests; water sports, rugby, film, music and reading. Ahsan planned on attending Oxford to study politics and economics next year. At the age of ten, Ahsans safety had been entrusted to a man known as Sheik. The Sultan knew that his only son would be a prime target for an enemy or from one of his many jealous sons who wanted to rule in Ahsan's place. Therefore, when his son was away from the relative safety of the Royal Palace, he was diligently protected by Sheik. A strong bond developed between Sheik and Ahsan, they were almost friends, Sheik didn't take his responsibilities lightly; he was a big man with huge shoulders that oozed strength and power. His head was shaven and shiny and his full goatee gave him an almost animal like appearance. His dark personality hid the physical and menacing violent tendencies that lurked close to the surface. Sheik was a sergeant in the Secret Police and his years of experience gave him a sixth sense when it came to sniffing out trouble. Ahsan had only a few boyhood friends and the large royal palace was a wonderful location for young men to play and learn together. However, when it came to the opposite sex, Ahsan was certainly at a disadvantage. He was educated in a small all male classroom in the palace and had very few opportunities to meet girls of his age. It wasn't that Sheik was unsympathetic to Ahsan having fun with the opposite sex, but his safety wasn't to be compromised so they seldom ventured into social situations that were unplanned or not easily controlled by Sheik which meant that Ahsan spent most of his day at the royal palace. Over the last few years, sex had been a familiar topic between Sheik and Ahsan. Sheik would tell him of the good old times when he was younger, and of all his conquests as a young man. Ahsan would lamented his lack of knowledge and exposure to girls his own age. Unbeknownst to Ahsan, Sheik had discussed the girl problem with the Sultan, and a plan was hatched. On Ahsan's eighteenth birthday, a party was held at the palace in celebration. Friends and family were invited and it was to be one of the best days of his life, he just didn't know it. At around nine PM, Ahsan was removed from the celebrations by Sheik and was told to shower and dress in a suit but he did not need to wear a tie. An hour later he sat rather intrigued alongside his father and Sheik aboard the Sultans yacht, Apoise. His father told him how proud he of was him he moved on to remind him of his obligations where the family and to Cyprus. The Sultan expressed how important it was to be discreet, especially where his mother and his involvement with the opposite sex was concerned. Ahsan listened diligently but wondered where the hell all this was going. One deck above where they sat, twenty seven year old Kelly Gallegher waited anxiously in the yachts master suite. Kelly was a stunning woman whose beauty caused men to stare; she was lean, shapely and vivacious; her long chestnut hair falling to her shoulders. Her blue eyes and high cheek bones gave her face a slightly angular look. She was beautifully made up; the five hours with a beautician had ensured that she looked impeccable for her appointed task. Her round naturally full breasts were sheathed in a red silk top that displayed lovely tan cleavage. Below, a simple black mini skirt with matching silk stockings displayed long powerful and muscular legs. Her feet were covered by black six inch heeled shoes. Kelly had been a Playboy Playmate a few years earlier and had decided to pursue modeling as a career. She'd struggled to earn money since moving from Florida to Europe. She desperately wanted to become a model, to study fashion overseas and live in Monaco, on the coast of the Mediterranean Sea. But finding print modeling work to cover her substantial rent was extremely difficult and she was much too curvy to work as a runway model, so she was working as a waitress and just barely making ends meet. As her financial situation grew increasingly desperate, a joking conversation with a girlfriend, made her consider the oldest profession known to man as a last resort. While the thought of selling herself was not appealing at first, a little investigation told her that a few "appointments" a week would make all the difference financially. Kelly knew that she had the looks to be at the very high end of the market. Kelly had been with only a handful of men at this point in her life, she enjoyed sex and all of her previous lovers had told her she was good in bed. So with her options limited she decided to become a call girl and to be extremely selective in her choice of clients; professional athletes, powerful politicians, wealthy entertainers and corporate executives. Now after nearly 18 months she was considered to be one of the very best women on the market by the few who knew her true profession. A few well placed inquires brought her to the attentions of Sheik who arranged to met Kelly in Rome. Sheik paid $10,000 to spend the night with Kelly, posing as a wealthy oil tycoon from Bahrain. He felt she would be a good candidate for Ahsan and keep her contact information. Sheik informed The Sultan and he had her contacted discreetly with a request to discuss a lucrative proposition for Kelly. The Sultan arranged to meet her in a hotel room on a trip to France; he sat and talked to her at length. He reviewed her day old medical report, asked of her family, financial situation, and why she had chosen her profession. The Sultan listened to her reply with interest, and explained to her about his son and that he was considering asking Kelly to remedy the situation. She'd never been asked to relive a young man of his virginity before and honestly wondered why the young man was not able to take care of this "problem" himself. She complied when the Sultan politely asked her to remove her clothes so that he could take in her great beauty. He then asked her if she would consent to him having sex with him. Kelly was a clever woman and understood what The Sultan wanted; to make sure he was purchasing the best; he wanted to take her for a test dive so to speak. She agreed and it was some of the best sex she had since beginning her new career, for The Sultan was an extremely accomplished lover. Afterwards, The Sultan asked her for a very special favor, one that would be financially beneficial to her. For the next three weeks, Kelly was forbidden from having sex with anyone else, male or female. She agreed to another medical to ensure that she was free from any nasty diseases. For her troubles, Kelly would be paid $25,000 up front to remain celibate for the next three weeks and to return with the Sultan to Cyprus upon conclusion of his business in France. She would be paid another $25,000 for a successful night with Ahsan. She was to have sex with Ahsan at least one time and to begin his education in the art of being a skilled lover. The Sultan stressed that if his son made any requests she was to agree show him how to proceed. If everything went well tonight, she would be paid more than enough to cover her expenses for the next six months. All she had to do for all this was to relieve Ahsan of the burden of his virginity. Ahsan still didn't know what was going on as the three men walked up the stairs to the top floor of the Royal Yacht and stepped up to the only door. Sheik knocked on the door and stepped back, all three men were dazzled by Kelly's loveliness as she opened the door and invited them in. "Ahsan, I'd like you to meet Kelly" his father said. "You're going to spend the night with her; she is my gift to you." The Sultan turned to Kelly, "This is my son Ahsan, treat him well and make a man out of him for me please. We will call tomorrow morning about 10:00 AM before returning." Hassan's eyes shifted from his fathers smiling face and settled on Kelly's, he grinned nervously as it finally dawned on him what was going to befall him. Her sparkling eyes challenged him as she held out a hand. "Come with me Ahsan." she said. Ahsan let himself be led further into the luxurious suite, a spacious lounge with leather chairs and couches sat in the dimmed room. Champagne sat in a chilled bucket beside two long stemmed glasses. They looked into each others eyes, oblivious to Sheik quickly checking the suite to ensure all as it should be. "Enjoy this night my son and make me proud." The Sultan said as he walked to the master suite door and closed it behind himself and Sheik. Outside the door, The Sultan turned to Sheik and handed him a key to the suite, "Make sure no one goes in or out." "Champagne?" Kelly asked breaking eye contact and moving to the couch. "Please." he answered as his eyes feasted upon her swaying buttocks. Ahsan removed his jacket and tossed it over the back of a chair while the glasses were filled. He sat down and sank into the leather of a chair, and waited for Kelly to pass his glass. She sat on the couch opposite him, crossing her legs making herself comfortable, but made no attempt to pull down her skirt as it inched dangerously up her thighs. She took a sip and then looked over at her charge with a smile. "So, tell me how a fine young man like you remained a virgin for all this time?" Ahsan returned her smile and carefully considered his answer while taking a sip of his chilled glass. "Because I'm ugly and of simple mind." he replied after taking a drink of the chilled champagne. Kelly laughed, "I don't think so Ahsan. I bet you've broken a few hearts without even knowing it, my guess is probably missed or even lack of opportunities on your part. Be truthful, do you have any experience with women"? Ahsan shrugged his shoulders somewhat embarrassed, "Not really, I've seen one video and a few magazines with women in them, but that's about it." "What does your name mean"? She asked him changing the direction of their conversation. "Ahsan means 'perfection' and Bashier is translated as 'wise or intelligent'. Some day I will be the next Sultan of Cyprus and I hope to live up to my name. My father is getting older, he is 78, and is not as strong or vibrant as he once was; I fear his time may be drawing to a close." He said, his voice revealing a hint of sadness. Kelly remembered having The Sultan between her legs at her interview almost a month ago, he'd fucked her well. Weak and lacing energy were not words she would have used to describe the seventy three year old Sultan, in fact he was a strong, and assertive lover. "So a video and magazines" She said, understanding what he was saying; his sexual education so far was based on Playboy and one porn." Am I as pretty as them? Compared to what you've seen"? Kelly asked Ahsan smiled politely and hoped she couldn't hear his thudding heart. "I think you're very beautiful. But I've been told that beautiful women don't necessarily make great lovers." Kelly smiled mischievously and licked her sweet lips; she gazed across at Ahsan with the same intent of a predator eyeing ups its prey for the first time. She was enjoying his quick wit and was coming to the realization that this night might be fun. She had feared that he might be a spoiled, fat pimple faced kid, but it was looking as though he was a pleasant young man. "Well, if you believe that, you've got a lot to learn tonight. Why don't you come over here?" she suggested patting the leather beside her. "Would you mind if I take this chair outside? I suspect my friend will be sitting outside the door on the floor." "Errr, sure." she replied. Kelly watched as Ahsan picked it up with ease and carried it to the external door. He balanced the chair on his thigh and opened the door, he found Sheik getting to his feet from the carpeted floor. "Thought you would appreciate this." he said placing the chair on the carpet outside the door. "Thanks." Sheik replied. "This carpet ain't as comfortable as it looks." Ahsan returned to an amused Kelly who patted the empty space beside her, "Over here." He obeyed and eased himself down alongside her catching the sweet scent of her perfume for the first time. She twisted herself sideways and looked at her quarry with seductive interest. He looked at her; the idea of losing his virginity to the stunning woman was intoxicating. "Oh my god I'm going to fuck her tonight! Holy shit this is great." He thought to himself as his eyes lingered on her cleavage. "I know what you're thinking Ahsan." She said. "You are thinking about having sex with me, but I'm going to teach you how to love a woman tonight. But I also want you to know that if you want to try something tonight or have any questions or requests, just let me know." "Show me your hands." She then asked. She took his offered hands and studied them. "Lesson number one." she stated. "Women like men with nice hands. There's nothing worse than a man groping them with grubby rough hands and fingernails. These will do just fine." "What's lesson number two?" he asked quite happy to play her little game. Kelly grinned as she sat astride his lap facing him providing his first glimpse of black panties under her short skirt. "Women loved to be kissed, do you know how to kiss?" she asked before lowering her lips to his. Ahsan didn't respond, and Kelly whispered in his ear "That's ok. I'll teach you." She pressed her body against him and rested her hands against his chest. Her lips were sweet and her tongue cool from the champagne, Ahsan opened his mouth to allow her tongue to find and explore his. Ahsan's tongue fondled awkwardly with hers, but soon she was encouraging him with whimpers and sighs. He was learning how deep to kiss her, where to sweep his tongue to make her shiver against him. Kelly continued to lavish him with attention. She pulled back from the kiss, only to capture his lower lip with her teeth. He felt her hands on his face as she pulled him tight again; the kiss long and passionate. His nervous hands began to wander over her tight body, around her thin waist and up her back. Ahsan's experience with other girls had been extremely limited, up until this moment, his practical skills were untried. Hours looking at magazines in his bedroom had provided all the education of what he thought was to be expected. But here and now sitting on his lap was a beautiful woman full of seductive promise, he could feel his erection straining under the material of his trousers. Kelly began undoing her blouse buttons without breaking their kiss. She then began to work on his shirt buttons as well, one by one until his chest was bare for her fingers to caress. Ahsan felt the urge to reciprocate he eased his hands up her stomach but stopped short of her breasts. He wanted to proceed further but his nervousness made him pause. Sensing his uncertainty, Kelly took his hands and placed one on each of her breasts allowing him to massage their softness through her black lace bra. It was only then that she broke the kiss and threw her now unwanted top on a chair. She smiled as his eyes feasted upon her cleavage; she then leaned forward so that his face was smothered by her large full breasts. She licked her lips as his hand gently massaged her breast through the material of her bra. His thumb casually and unknowingly grazed her nipple. Kelly hissed and closed her eyes. Ahsan stopped. "Mmm...Do it again, harder this time," she told him and pushed her breast into his palm. She felt his fingers move across her nipple. The pearl drop center beaded up under Ahsan's tender pinching and she whimpered. Ahsan stared at his hand that covered her breast and tweaked the peak that pointed out at him through the material of her bra. He watched her face and twisted the jewel to the left then the right. "Ohh Ahsan" she whimpered and he grinned, then cupped her other breast. He teased the twin nipple and moved to kiss Kelly's parted lips. Pulling away slyly, she reached between her breasts and released the front snap of her bra. Her hands kept the fabric from parting. She opened her eyes and took both his hands, placed them inside the straps at the top of her breasts and waited for him to take over. Ahsan read her desires and pushed the thin fabric away. It fell quietly off her shoulders onto the floor. Both her tits swayed gently, free from the constraining material. He groaned and Kelly grinned. His hands moved to cup both tits. His thumbs rubbed across the dark tight circles. "Beautiful," he whispered. Ahsan had seen pictures of breasts before, but these were different, these were real and his to play with for the night. The woman before him was full of life and she was here to educate him. Her breasts were large, covered in a few freckles at the top. They swayed but didn't sag. He'd seen photos of older women and younger; Kelly's body, what he'd been allowed to see so far was mature in a way that was quite pleasing and arousing. "Kiss one," Kelly told him. "Lick around the edge, then kiss the nipple." He lifted her right breast and lowered his head. Kelly's hand moved to the back of his head and she toyed with the brown strands. She didn't push him down, but coaxed him with soft whimpers and moans. marveled at their silky smoothness and eased his lips around her left breast in search of her nipple. Soon he was doing as she'd instructed. His tongue slowly traced the different hues of her tit. He felt the ridges and explored every small dip and curve. He lapped at her nipple, listened to her gasp and sigh. "Suck," she whispered and he opened his mouth to pull the hard diamond into a firm suckle. "Mmmm" Kelly moaned, her fingers curled into his hair and she pushed him deeper into her breast. Ahsan smiled inwardly, suckled harder and felt her other hand grip his arm as if to steady herself. He left her nipple, heard her mutter "damn" and then latched onto her other one, which he treated to the same sweet torture he had the other. Kelly muttered and whimpered, begged him to continue and so he did. Back and forth he went, lavishing first one bead then the other. Still it wasn't enough. "Both," she gasped. He looked up and watched her squeeze her breasts together. He growled low, surprised by his own hungry and feral need. He replaced her hands, pushed the two nipples together and then returned to exploring, tasting and devouring them with his tongue and sucking motions. The Sultan's Son "Teeth, Ahsan. Bite them. You won't hurt me. Bite them." His brow furrowed as he nipped at her skin. "Harder," she told him. He opened his mouth and nibbled on first her right nipple and then he moved to her left. Once more he moved between the two breasts, until Kelly was pulling him away. Kelly closed her eyes in pleasure, her breasts were sensitive to the touch when aroused, and this young man, inexperienced as he may be, was doing a fine job. She could feel his hardness under her buttocks and the anticipation of fondling a virgin cock was now exciting to her. "Help me take this skirt off." She whispered in his ear. His hands were soon searching clumsily behind her for the button and zipper, but after a little fumbling, Kelly reached to her side and assisted him in his quest. He was soon lifting her skirt over her head and letting it fall to the floor; Kelly then leaned back and gazed into his eyes. Ahsan took time to look over her beauty, her beautiful breasts and thin waist, a slinky pair of black panties above her parted thighs. She slipped a finger under the elastic waistband and eased the material forward, then grinned mischievously. "See anything you like down here?" she asked. With a pounding heart, Ahsan leaned forward and gazed down her panties catching a glimpse of the thick curls beneath. "Would you like to see more?" she teased. Ahsan swallowed, "Yes please." he stammered. "Such nice manners" She stated "I thought you might. You don't need to so formal Ahsan; if you would like me to do something, or if you want to try something tonight just ask me." Her hands went to the sides of her panties and a gently pulled them down over her hips, and onto the floor at her feet. She then leaned backwards so that he could have a better look at her sex. Impeccably groomed curls covered her mound, but below was smooth, shiny, and hairless just waiting for attention. Ahsan could see her full puffy lips through Kelly's pubic hair. "Would you like to touch it"" she suggested taking his hand and guiding it between her legs. Ahsan slipped a finger between her lips and found it warm and wet, he took her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger tweaking it and squeezing it the way he'd see in that porn. He felt Kelly squirm under his touch. "Ohhh, be gentle." A few seconds later, his fingers explored further down and slipped easily into her opening, she sighed as one finger and then two wriggled deep inside her. "Mmmmmmmm, I like that too." she moaned. Kelly was content to have Ahsan play with her pussy for awhile explore it and become more familiar with the surroundings; then she eased herself backwards from his lap and sat on the couch beside him. She slipped his shoes and socks off before running her hands up his thighs to his belt. "Now let's see what you've got to offer." she said. Kelly glanced at his crotch, saw the thick bulge and reached out. Boldly she ran her palm over the engorged, but hidden member. Ahsan stared down at her hands as she eased the zipper down and reached inside to free the straining muscle. He groaned when her fingers moved over the head, softly squeezing and massaging the top, before dragging the skin down and back up again. Kelly teased him for a few seconds. He was in Heaven in a dream state. He watched his cock slide easily within her grip and then he felt his whole body spasm as she slid to the floor and rested on her knees. "Ohhh," he groaned, his fingers gripping the armrest. She looked up at him and winked mischievously. "Step out of your shoes," she told him, resting her hands on her thighs. Ahsan haphazardly discarded his shoes and then his trousers. Kelly stopped him as he was about to pull his boxers off, with his cock fully erect and attempting to emerge from the front opening. "I'll do it," she said and reached out to slide his boxers down. He raised his buttocks from the couch as his boxers were removed and discarded. He felt embarrassed as his erection swung wildly in the air inches from of her face. "Wow." she whispered with genuine surprise. For some reason Kelly had assumed that since Ahsan was a virgin he'd have a small penis, which she now realized was a ridiculous assumption on her part. "You've got a howitzer here." Kelly raised herself to her knees and leaned over his cock, her breasts just brushing the head. Ahsan sighed as she eased her large breasts down its length. His erections was standing straight up skyward between her breasts. "It's very big and thick, do you mind if I touch it"? It was a rhetorical question. She took his cock in hand, stroking it lightly and examined it closely. It stood tall and thick, the glands below the head, thicker than that above, the uncircumcised head was deep purple and wide, several long winding veins ran the up the entire length. She guessed it was at least nine inches long, in fact he was probably approaching ten inches. But what really surprised her was how thick it was, about seven inches in girth; it was a very good size Kelly thought to herself, a big strong manly cock. She'd seen dicks this long before but never this thick and now she needed to teach him how to use it. She'd planned on making him cum before any sex took place. Experience had taught her that if her partner was too excited he might finish before even starting and that would not do especially in this case. But now, the size of this young mans dick made her realize she would definitely need to be very well lubricated to make the moment happen. He watched as her hand glided up to the head and then slid smoothly down, a dribble of pre cum already leaking out as she continued stroking. It was the first time that someone else had touched him there and he was just as nervous as he was excited and Kelly's gentle touch was exquisite; her fingers caressed the shaft and it wasn't long before the pressure began to build. His shaft was pulsing with life and Kelly expertly handled him, her hand twisting as she stroked up and down no more than a dozen times. His eye lids fluttered closed, then open as Kelly stroked his shaft twisting her wrist as rapidly pump his sex. Without warning Ahsan felt his orgasm start, milk white semen shot out, spraying all over her breasts. His cock was spraying huge amounts of semen out. She didn't seem to mind as she kept stroking, massaging his erection in time with the surges of his eruption. Ahsan shot more of his load onto her chest and stomach grunting as he finished. "I'm so sorry Kelly, I didn't mean to cum on you, it just..." Kelly interrupted "It's ok; I thought that this might happen." Ahsan watched his semen run down her breasts, some of it falling onto her thighs, but most of it was pooling between her large tits to form a river that ran down her stomach. That was without a doubt the biggest orgasm he had ever had. She picked her panties up off the floor and began cleaning herself. "That certainly was a big one." She said. In fact Kelly was very shocked at the volume of cum that had just been blasted across her chest; a tsunami of semen had crashed onto her breasts. She'd never experienced that much volume in one ejaculation. She decided on a change of tack and rolled onto the couch beside him, she kissed him for a short time and then pushed his face downwards between her open thighs. Ahsan, if not particularly experienced, quickly realized what was expected of him. He was soon kneeling between her open legs looking lustfully at the splendid sight at the top of her lovely thighs. A thatch of thick curls stopped at the V of her pussy. Her smooth hairless pussy lips were dark in color and fine in size, inside her lips a pink clitoris stood proud and erect, below her opening elongated and open. The insides of Kelly's thighs as well as her pussy were now slick with excitement; she slipped a finger down through her lips and rubbed her clitoris in a circling motion. "See this?" she whispered. "This is what you need to target if you want to score. If you get your finger on it, you're half way there. But if you get your tongue on it, you're on a winner. Every girl just loves to have her clit licked." Kelly's finger moved downwards and inside her making a slurping noise as she moved in and out before adding another, her fingers were soon dripping with her shiny juices. "This is nice, but not as nice a good licking." she added moving her fingers back to her clitoris. "So Ahsan, do you want to give me a little licking? I'll let you stick your cock in me if you do a good job of it." Without waiting for his answer, Kelly reached forward, placed a hand behind his head and guided his face to her waiting pussy. For Ahsan, it would be moment he would remember for the rest of his life. His first thought was of the warmth on his face, it was akin to placing ones face in a sink of warm water. His second thought was of the taste and smell, it was something he hadn't experienced before. It wasn't unpleasant, but just different, a sense of soap or scent, but also a musky human taste too. As instructed, Ahsan's tongue sought and found her clitoris. At first he tentatively caressed it, and flicked his tongue over its velvet like smoothness. As Kelly pushed her pussy into his face, he became more confident and sucked her lips and clitoris into his mouth. He explored further down and pushed his tongue into her opening, but she moved her pussy downwards so that her clitoris was again on offer. He could feel her squirm when her clitoris was sucked deep into her mouth. "All hands on me." she whispered. "I like my thighs being stroked or you can put a finger inside me if you want." Ahsan obeyed and slipped a finger inside her now sopping pussy, she pushed harder back into his face. "Like this." Kelly whispered as she reached down and guided his finger inside her. "Push upwards like you're playing with my button from the inside."Ohhhhhh, that's right, just like that." she added a few seconds later. It was but a short time before she orgasmed for the first time, a short jagged little orgasm that rippled through her shuddering body. Ahsan took some satisfaction in her bliss while struggling to keep his tongue on her rotating and elusive pussy. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh." she hissed. "That's soooo nice, don't stop yet; keep going." she moaned while extracting every last drop of pleasure until she could do so no more. Slowly, she relaxed back on the couch, her eyes half closed and her lips smiling in her satisfaction. Her eyes opened and looked down at Ahsan's young face; she pushed herself upright and took his face in her hands. "That was very nice, you made me cum really quickly." she said and then kissed his wet lips for a few seconds. "I think you'll make lots of girls very happy." Kelly got up off the couch and took him by the hand, leading him to the king size bed in the room. She pulled the covers back from the huge bed and climbed in; and waited for Ahsan to join her and pushed him down onto his back. After kissing him passionately, her lips began a journey downwards kissing and nibbling his neck, shoulders and chest stopping only to torment his nipples. Ahsan ran his hands over her smooth skin, he marveled at this beautiful woman and the knowledge she was bestowing on him. He gasped as her warm lips engulfed his cock taking him deeply with long slow slippery movements. She then moved her mouth upwards so that only his large knob was available; her tongue darted around the eye as she sucked deeply. "What are you doing?" he exclaimed wriggling beneath her attempting to sit up. "I'm giving you a blowjob." She said. "You haven't heard of a blowjob?" She asked. "No." He said. "I'm going to use my mouth and make you happy with your manhood, relax you're going to love it." She explained. Moving between his legs, she began to lick the tip, around the rim and down the length of his shaft. Kelly's lips surrounded the tip, her tongue playing with the head while one hand played with his balls and the other began to stroke the shaft while her mouth applied lubrication and stimulation. His head was thrown backwards, his eyes closed in a mix of concentration and pleasure as his cock was sucked, the pleasure of having someone else stimulating him was a new and breathtaking experience. Her hand skills alternated between slow firm and fast light strokes while her mouth worked wonders above. She teased him a few times when he got close by squeezing his shaft, then releasing it as he relaxed: his squirming providing some satisfaction to her. She eventually leaned forward and stroked his cock swiftly, her mouth hovering over the head. "I'm going to try and take the whole thing in my mouth and throat." Kelly relaxed and slid her mouth down his erection. She was beginning to realize just how big he was, she couldn't take him all the way into her mouth. She did her best to slid him in and out of her throat but she was unable to accommodate him. She needed to change course again. "Put your hands on my head and guide me to the pace that you need." She instructed. His hands went to her head and she resumed sucking. Ahsan was in heaven and he new that he was going to cum again soon, and he felt obliged to let her now. "I'm close, I'm close." He said. Cum in her mouth was one thing but Kelly usually tried to avoid swallowing whenever possible, but tonight she was in the mood to be a little naughty. She wanted this handsome young man to remember her forever; she wanted his first sexual experience to be special and totally inclusive of what was on offer. She wanted to be a better lover than the other girls whom she knew would soon flock to his bed; she wanted to be the yard stick to which all the other girls would be compared to. She therefore sucked his cock diligently and she felt his hands gripping her hair as his hips suddenly bucked forward. Kelly felt his nuts constrict through his scrotum as his orgasm exploded into her mouth spraying across the roof of her mouth, peppering the back of her throat. His warm cum flew into her mouth, again and again and again. Kelly was again surprised at the sheer volume of cum that he was pumping into her mouth. This was his second orgasm of the night and she could not tell any difference between the first and the second. She swallowed his bitter seed, she could feel him shrinking in her mouth, but she continued work him for a short time before looking up at his smiling face. They lay next to each other for an hour talking about life experience and enjoying the company of each other. Kelly new that she still needed to have Ahsan fuck her to completion in order to satisfy The Sultans terms. She slid her hand down his stomach and began stroking his shaft. "Are you ready to put that monster inside me"? She teased. He nodded his head quickly. Kelly waited a few moments for him to become fully erect before climbing astride him "Ok we're going to start with you on your back and me on top. That way I can better control how far and fast we go." Reaching back, Kelly took his cock in her hand, and guided the tip to her saturated lips. "I'm going to put the tip in and then lower myself onto the rest, Ahsan." Allowing the head of his cock to push inside her, Kelly opened her mouth and closed her eyes involuntarily as his head began to spread her wide. Ahsan watched her face as Kelly slowly lowered herself down his shaft. "Damn your big." She said as her pussy slowly stretched and accepted his entire length, if he had been a half inch longer she would not have been able to take the whole thing. She leaned forward and kissed him. Just little pecks at first, but then her tongue met his and the embrace grew more passionate. She eventually broke the kiss and smiled down at him. His hands moved up to her breasts and squeezed them as she ground her pelvis against his. "Don't move let me do all the work for now." She told him and leaned back a bit as she began riding him, up and down. "So, how do you like it so far?" she asked while rotating her pussy on his cock. "Absolutely fabulous." "That's good, cause for a first timer you're not doing too badly." Kelly rode Ahsan for a while in that position, sometimes dangling her breasts in his face for him to nibble on, or lying flat on his chest so that she could kiss him. He savored the tight warmth and slippery wetness as his cock slipped inside a woman for the first time. With little strokes he pushed upward her pussy relishing the wet warmth of a woman for the first time. It provided indescribable pleasure as he began to move inside her. Her inner pussy lips following every contour of his cock. Kelly watched Ahsan and smiled at his excitement and enthusiasm. But eventually she tired of doing all the work and slipped sideways onto all fours beside him. "Stand on the floor behind me." she suggested waving her buttocks provocatively in the air as she rested on her elbows. Ahsan struggled off the bed and positioned himself behind her, she moved back a little so that she was in range of his swinging cock. He slipped it between her lips but was unable to find her opening in the now inverted position. His frustration growing as he poked about continuing to miss the target. "Come closer." She said. Kelly's hand soon appeared between her legs and guided his cock to the desired position. She groaned as he slipped straight into the hilt with a resounding slap of his pelvis on her buttocks. He began thrusting, slowly at first but gradually gaining speed. Kelly had been the one controlling this evening up to this point, but she could feel his confidence growing as he fucked her, and she knew that he was the one in control of the situation now. Ahsan placed his hands around her narrow waist and pulled her back and forth on his cock forcefully. His strokes were long and smooth in her well lubricated tunnel, the angle of their bodies just perfect. Kelly buried her face into the bed as she was ridden hard by his thick shaft which was stretching her wide with every push. She endured his attack quietly as long as she could before rocking her ass against his cock. Kelly was shocked at how strongly she was being impaled on his pole, his powerful piston like thrusts drove deep inside her; she couldn't remember the last time she'd been fucked this hard. "Ohhhhhhh, this is nice." she moaned. As he continued his assault on her, her cries of pleasure grew louder and more sustained as he continued to have his way with her. She could hear the loud wet smack as their bodies collided. Ahsan was soon at the end of his tether, he'd been able to control himself up until this point but he could feel the pressure building, his seed wanting to escape into her warm wetness. Kelly could feel his tension building, while she was enjoying herself it was probably time to let the poor boy unload. "It's okay." she whispered. "You can cum inside me." Ahsan immediately picked up the pace and felt his cock almost want to explode with the pressure; he gasped and shuddered as he began to fill her with his load. Kelly was grinding her pussy against him, as he was filling her; it was warm and sloshing inside her with every thrust. "Wow, that was tremendous." he gasped while easing himself backwards into a kneeling position behind her legs. As she rolled onto her back, his eyes fell to the wet mess between her legs, her dark pussy lips were now red from his attack, her opening was filled with his cum as it flowed out like a river winding its way downwards between her buttocks and onto the sheet below. Kelly's body was glistening with sweat, her long hair twisted and tangled beside her head. She smiled up at him, "Well young man, the deed is done." Ahsan rolled off to the side and lay facing her; she grinned and snuggled playfully into him. "So it was good? You might find other girls not so good after me, I'm very good." she commented modestly taking his hand and placing it on her breast. The Sultan's Son Ahsan grinned mischievously feeling brave now that he was done, "I would've preferred a princess with blond hair and smaller tits, but I don't suppose it would've been polite to turn you down." Kelly rolled her eyes and laughed. It was also the first night that Ahsan slept with someone else in a bed. He liked the way that Kelly snuggled her back into him and kissed his hand before holding him tight. He liked the closeness and the warm smoothness of her skin. She fell asleep before him, and he listened to her slow content breathing. He lay thinking about what had transpired, how his father had arranged for this wonderful creature to make love to him. He thought back to her beautiful face and body, her full breasts and lovely thighs and what lay between them. He would never forget this night as long as he lived. As dawn broke a few hours later, Ahsan awoke to his strange surroundings and his eyes soon turned to his companion. Kelly lay on her back with the sheet just covering her breasts; he slowly eased the sheet up and gazed beneath. Her thighs were slightly apart with one leg slightly bent, the tuft of dark curls now lying flat, moving downwards he stole a peak between her legs. Her dark lips were still a little pink from the earlier battering, and her clitoris was peaking through between them. He felt himself hardening with arousal as he took in the wonderful sight of her body. Kelly stirred as the cool air flowed under the raised sheet and over her warm body. An eye opened briefly and took in her admirer, and the very hard cock in his hand. The eye then closed hoping he might just go away, but she soon realized it was most unlikely. "Last night you said that if I wanted something I should ask you" He said "Did I?" She mumbled You did." He stated "What do you want"? she asked yawning, knowing exactly what he wanted. "I want to have you again." "Oh is that all" she replied "Any other requests?" "Well I'd like to be on top this time." She briefly considered his request. The missionary position was the way of the world for most men, what they believed was expected of them, thrusting from the top position. "What time is it?" She asked "9:00" He said "They will be here at 10:00." She stated and rolled on her side away from him "They will call at 10:00 we have at least until 10:30 more than enough time." He stated. If nothing else, Ahsan was a determined. He was soon kissing her and nibbling her neck, his wandering hands gently stroking and caressing her slowly into an aroused state. A few minutes later, she rolled onto her back and began opening her thighs for him. "Ok, ok, ok, get on top of me Ahsan." She told him. He quickly moved to a kneeling position between her opening legs, his erection throbbing. Kelly smiled up at him. "Ok, now prop yourself up on your arms or your elbows." His weight bearing down on her as her fingers guiding his cock to her pussy. She whimpered as he slipped the head easily inside her. "You, are very determined young man, I'll be sore after this is over, I suspect ." she said as her legs slipped around his buttocks pulling him in tight and her hands slid down the small of his back as he began slowly, tentatively thrusting inside her. Ahsan was slowly and gently pushing himself inside her. Kelly was amused he was treating her like a fragile object. "I won't break Ahsan, you can fuck me harder if you want." He did. Ahsan rode her for some time, watching her breasts shake with the impact of each stroke. She smiled at the thought of stalking younger men in future, if they were anything like the man between her legs, it would be well worth the trouble. She had enjoyed his innocent good looks and nice body; she liked the way that he'd made her cum with some considerate talent. Eventually, Kelly felt as though she should coax him to an orgasm. She began raising and lowering her hips in rhythm with his thrusting squeezing her keagel muscle as he withdrew and relaxing it as he thrust into her. She watched his expression as his pace accelerated, he was going to cum. Grunting loudly, his face contorted and thrust all of his length into her. She could feel him deep insider her throbbing again and again and again emptying his balls inside her. Ahsan collapsed on top of Kelly and he felt her rubbing his back as he withdrew from her. He much preferred this position to having her on top. They lay next to each other for a while enjoying the sound of the waves outside and the cool sea breezes that cooled the cabin. Moments later Ahsan heard his cell phone vibrate on the floor. Time was up. A half hour later after showering, Kelly walked Ahsan to the door. She stopped him reaching for the door handle and pulled him close taking his face in her hands. "I hope it was as good for you." she said. "You're a great young man and you'll make lot girls very happy I'm sure. I hope we'll meet again sometime." He hugged her tightly and smiled, "Thanks, I'll never forget you or this night. It was the best night of my life." Ahsan looked at his father and grinned. "So, how was it?" The Sultan asked his son as Kelly slipped back into the suite. "Absolutely wonderful." "Good." The Sultan replied easing himself into the suite. The Sultan found Kelly standing looking out of the window, the silhouette of her slim body under the dressing gown visible through the light behind her. "He seems a happy boy. How did he do"? he asked while removing a thick envelope of cash from his jacket pocket and offering it to her. Kelly smiled and took the envelope from his hand, "Thanks. Your son's a beautiful young man. He fucked me very well and made me very tired and sore. But I'm not at all sorry, it was good fun. His father's son I think." The Sultan laughed, "That's good. I thank you very much Kelly for your services." He turned and made for the door taking his son with him.