3 comments/ 21850 views/ 7 favorites A Holiday to Remember By: alexander200386 I was on holiday with three of my friends Dave, Eddie and Paul. We were all completely contrasting personalities with different appreciations and distastes but, in the fathomless miracles of friendship, we for some reason identified as equals in a group. Paul is the tallest of the group towering at six feet. He was incredibly well-built as a result of years of cross country running and being in the services. He took such pride in how he looked so always dressed smartly and was clean shaven. We had been friends through school so I didn't see him as a service man, more the kid I grew up playing out and getting in trouble with. His main downfall whilst on holiday with us was that he got drunk very easily and this got him in some crazy situations. Eddie stood, compared to Paul, a runty five feet six inches but was tougher, honed, and exercised until no evidence of softness lingered in his muscled physique. He was the newest member of the group having met Dave in college. The first night out he came on we quickly realised he had the same sense of humour and fit in well. Within 3 months of meeting him, he was booked on our next holiday and has been with us since. Dave was just inches shorter than me with jet black hair. He wasn't toned but there was no fat on him anywhere. He was just an average looking guy all around. He liked to be the life of the party. He was having a run of bad luck with the loss of his father and splitting from his girlfriend all in the past couple of months which had quietened him down a lot. Then there is me, five feet, ten inches with brown hair, played sports and worked for myself in the building industry so just naturally had muscles but not overly toned. We were all of equal standing in the group really but if we were going out it would be up to me organise it, if someone had a problem they came to me to sort it. I guess I was in charge of the group. As for our taste in women, Paul and I were always into similar women. The only difference would be he looks for a girlfriend for a long term relationship and falls in love very easily, where as I had no plans of settling down anytime soon. Eddie was a legs man, which we gave him stick for because with him being short, girl's legs were at his eye level. Not really but it's still fun to tease him. As for Dave, he is all about the boobs. If a girl had big boobs he more than likely couldn't tell you what colour her hair was. We all needed the break from reality as we all were working really hard at our jobs. So we decided to go back to the Canary Islands because we knew the night life was amazing out there. When we arrived the weather was incredible, not a cloud in the sky. Even at this early morning stage the heat was amazing. We had booked two suites at a hotel that was just off the main strip of clubs and only a 5 minute walk from the beach. I shared a room with Dave as we had on all our previous holidays. Walking into our room we thought we had hit the jackpot. The two single beds where split by a small bedside table in the middle. Dave took the bed closest to the balcony which was fine by me as the air conditioning was closer to my bed. There was a small kitchen area in the corner of the room, with a mini bar. The bathroom off to the side had a big double walk in shower. A pretty simple room but after some of the previous places we stayed in, it was a palace. I walked out onto the balcony and we were two floors up overlooking the pool that occupied the majority of the first floor. It was the perfect place to catch the sun. It had a table and chairs out there so we could have a drink out there and relax without being overlooked by people. Paul and Eddie where two doors down but there didn't seem to be anyone in the rooms between us. After settling in our rooms we all took showers to wash the flight off us and refresh. As usual after his shower Dave walked round the apartment naked. He was well hung even when he was soft. I knew it grew a lot as I had watched the sex videos he had made with his ex. But he had shaved everywhere which made it look bigger. I could see why he showed such confidence with the girls. I was used to him being naked and after the initial look because there is a naked person in your room I just carried on getting ready as normal. I was thinking that it would be easy to get him a girl tonight after seeing him like that. Our plan was to chill out and have a drink before heading out for the night so we started on the mini bar while getting ready. I was hoping he would meet someone to change his luck and quiet mood. The first night went as expected, we all got drunk on a bar crawl. There were plenty of girls there and we ended up drinking with a group of beauties. Even though we were not the most attractive group of lads we seem to attract the girls because we're always having a laugh and we will speak to anyone. I guess that helps them feel comfortable around us. Plus we were all on holiday and the sun and drink gets everyone horny as hell. As the night went on the group of people with us grew bigger. Standing with Paul and Dave we realised Eddie wasn't round. He was at the bar with one of the girls. She was only a bit taller than him even though she had heels on. She had dark brown hair and had caught a nice tan. But we saw what actually caught his eye, she was wearing little red hot pants. All of her legs where on show. They were pretty impressive. We just looked at each other knowing what the other was thinking. Paul started talking to a tall blonde that had joined the group. She was stunning. Hardly any make up on and still looked like a model. Her figure hugging dress showed off her trim body. I was tempted to join them and mess with his head a bit, but she seemed to like him and as usual he was quickly falling in love. Again. So I left them too it. Dave and I were still in the group talking to all different people. Well I was, Dave just seemed to be drinking and nodding along with the conversations. Paul came over with the girl who I found out was called Nikki and another girl called Sarah. Sarah was only about 5 feet tall. She looked tiny in comparison to her friend and Paul. Her flame red hair ran all the way down to the base of her back. She was wearing a little crop top that barley covered her tits which looked huge on her little fame and a skirt that flicked out over a beautiful shaped arse. My first thought was this girl was beautiful. After chatting to her for a bit I thought she would be good for Dave. You could tell Paul was hoping one of us would get with her so he could be with Nikki. But he got no response out of Dave at first who would have normally been all over Sarah. He just excused himself and went to the bar to apparently talk to Eddie. But once it was obvious he wasn't going to be any help. I started talking to her more. She wasn't someone I would normally go for, but she seemed up for a hook up. Plus I was a sucker for a great arse, so I had no problem playing the wingman tonight. Fickle I know but we were on holiday and I was here to have a good time. A sexy little red head will do just fine for tonight. The music was blasting, drinks flowing and the warmth of the night was keeping spirits high. It was such a good atmosphere in the club that even Dave had to loosen up a bit. He and Eddie where still out on the dance floor when Paul and I left with the girls. I just thought the Eddie and Dave would go back to our rooms with the girls they were dancing with when we left. We walked back to our hotel in the morning and were quite happy with ourselves. Paul was telling me how much he liked Nikki and that they were going to keep in touch when they got home. I had a great time with Sarah and the sex was intense. It was fun having someone so small to throw round the bedroom. I just tossed her into the positions I wanted with ease and I got no complaints from her so I guess she was enjoying being dominated. We both knew we were just here for the sex not a relationship. That just added to the occasion. When we got back Eddie had that smug smile on his face that we all knew meant he got laid but Dave was quiet and didn't really join in with the usual morning after chats. Apparently he had just walked home alone and gone to bed. He hadn't wanted a girl since his break up but thought maybe the holiday would change his mood and get him out his funk. We spent the day out on the beach recovering and enjoying this paradise away from home. Warm sand cool sea's and hoards of beautiful women. I couldn't help think that this had to improve Dave's mood. The next night we met up with the same group and went to get some food. The alcohol was flowing and everyone was well on their way to being drunk. We were joking round when one of the girls choked on her drink. The lads being dirty as usual said guess you can't deep throat with a gag reflex like that, unlike Alex. This comes from a drunken party at college when everyone was seeing how deep into their mouths they could get a banana. So this was a running joke now that I could deep throat. As the night moved on it was going the same way as the night before until Dave said he was heading home. You could tell there was something up, so I said I would go back with him. He refused the gesture and said he would be fine. Now anyone that has had a long term best friend be it male or female knows it's heart-breaking when your friend is hurting and there is absolutely nothing you can do to help except be there if they need you. I stayed out with the others but couldn't get my mind off Dave. At this point I figured Paul slept with Nikki the night before so didn't need me to play wingman. Sarah was happily dancing with some other bloke so I had an out there without it being awkward and Eddie was about to disappear with the same girl from the previous night. I decided to head back to the apartment to see how he was doing. On the short walk back to the room I was playing over in my head ways to try and help Dave. The problem was everything I was trying wasn't working. We had a perfect day in an amazingly beautiful location with no stress of home life. But if he makes no effort to enjoy his surroundings I didn't know what to do. I know he wants to be on his own but it's been a few months and he has shown no signs that the old Dave is still in there. I know it's selfish after what he has been through but I missed my best friend and wanted him back. I had booked this holiday to help him and planned on doing whatever it took to break the funk. When I got back he was on his bed in his boxers with his headphones in listening to music. He smiled once he realised I was there and took his headphones. We started to chat, both pretty drunk and he started to open up about things. He spoke about his dad which I thought was the major reason behind his moods. I could not have been more wrong. He seemed ok about that as it was a drawn out illness so he knew his dad was finally at peace and got to say his goodbyes before the end. What surprised me was when he told me it didn't work out with his girlfriend because he was in love with someone else. Then the shock of all shocks when he told me it was me. We had been friends for over ten years and at no point had this occurred to me. Now I had asked him to open up but I wasn't ready for this. Once over the initial shock we spoke more in depth and he explained he didn't think he was gay but after everything we had been through and how close we had grown these feelings got stronger. He didn't know how to deal with these feelings so was trying to distance himself hoping they would pass. I burst out laughing which broke the tension. "Here you are trying to distance yourself from me and I book us a holiday so we a stuck sharing room for a week." "Yeh, some help you are." Was his reply. He realised at this point I wasn't mad with him or anything. We were only there for about half an hour talking but it seemed like we had covered a lifetime of conversation. It was the most comfortable and relaxed I had seen him in months. It was now obvious that this was the burden that was constricting his behaviour. The weight had been lifted now he had shared it with me. Then he threw the next curveball, he had fantasies about us sleeping together. Now I love him because we were so close but hadn't considered this. Even after being told he loved me, I still hadn't got to the point in my head that made me realise he wanted to have sex with me. I was wondering if I was willing to go that far if it meant I got my partner in crime back. Was I going to fuck him to make him feel better? I wasn't convinced. It didn't even occur to me that he may want to be the one to fuck me. The fact he was lying there in only his boxers and saying these things made me look him up and down. He noticed and chuckled to himself. The one day of sun had worked wonders on him. His tan looked great. He just lay letting me survey the situation. The heat was intense as he hadn't put the ac on when he got in. The balcony doors where shut so there was no breeze through the room. The sweat started to drip down his hairless chest down onto his flat stomach and beyond. My eyes just followed the drops all the way. I was obviously staring at the bulge in his boxers. My thoughts raced back to the sex tapes he had shown me of him and his ex. I was honestly terrified. My mind was racing in a thousand different directions. Less than an hour ago I was in a position to get with Sarah again. Now here I was contemplating sleeping with Dave. We were best friends, what would that do to us if it all went wrong. If this would help he get back to normal am I willing to do this? I trusted him with my life so I know it would stay between the two of us. Would I be able to fuck him? I had never been with a man before. Whatever it takes. That comment just kept coming to the front of my mind. "I want to be with you even if it is just the once." He said not totally believing once would be enough for him. I hadn't realised he had taken his cock out and was rubbing it freely whilst talking to me about his fantasies. After listening to him for a few minutes it became abundantly clear that all his fantasies where about him being the one doing the fucking and me on the receiving end. My naivety was like a punch to the stomach. I couldn't seem to catch my breath. It was suddenly a totally different prospect. At that moment my fear went from, am I going to do this? To, can I do this? It was like him getting naked had me resign to the fact we were going to do something. I was already losing control. My anxiety was apparent as the realisation of what saying yes to this actually involved. Dave's confidence seemed to grow as I was squirming more and more by the second. He was sat there his tanned body naked as the day he was born, glistening with sweat. His tan lines just seem to emphasise how big his cock was. He was just oozing that confidence I had seen so many times with women. He was leaning against the top of his bed. I was opposite to him on my bed watching him move his hand. He was just watching me waiting for me to make a move. But I wasn't going anywhere. My arms felt like they were made of lead. There was no way I was going to make the first move. "Go on, touch it." It sounded totally different to anything I had heard from him before. I had never been spoken down to by him. It was like he was becoming inpatient with my indecision. His mind was made up that this was happening now and there was no going back. I would blame the drink for what I did next but that wouldn't be true. I reached across the gap between us and replaced his hand with mine. My hand was trembling as it wrapped around his dick for the first time. My heart was racing. I guess him telling me to do it made it slightly easier than me just reaching out for his cock. It was a thrilling feeling doing this to him and it was totally turning me on. After a few minutes of this he was rock hard. His dirty talk had stopped and turned into moans. My eyes didn't leave his cock once I had hold of it. He had me. I was totally engrossed in what was happening when he suddenly shifted his weight. I thought he was going to cum but he was just changing position. It occurred to me that maybe I could just get him off with my hands and that would be enough to please him. He turned and stood up, I didn't want to let go. He told me to stand up to and then he started undressing me. He was this totally dominant person, instructing me on what to do and where to go. So unlike the friendship we have had for years. Once naked he grabbed my cock and I was rock hard. "You are enjoying being a slut aren't you" he said. Wow here I was naked with my best friend in a hotel room with him wanking me calling me a slut. It was true I was totally turned on. The lights at the top of the beds lit the room enough that we could see every detail of each other. As I looked over the body that I had earlier called regular I was finding it sexier and sexier as I got more and more turned on. No matter what happened from here the power in our friendship had shifted. I knew it and he knew it. "Get on your knees slut," As he sat on the side of the bed he opened his legs. There it was again, like a slap to the face. I wasn't used to being spoken too like this by anyone, Dave loved every minute of it and so was I. I felt like I had no control over my body because next thing I know I was on my knees between his legs with his cock just inches from my face. As I said I have seen his videos with his ex and him walking round naked so his cock wasn't a new sight for me but from this view it was totally different. His rock hard 9" long dick was thick as well. I was examining every vein, ridge and contour of it, totally back in a trance. Dave noticed this "Stop admiring it and get to work." Grabbing my head he pushed me down onto him. I opened my mouth without thinking and he shoved it in. I put my hand at the base of his cock to stop him pushing it all the way in. So he worked the rest of it in and out for a while then he was ready for more. "Move your hand slut we all know you can handle more and I plan forcing every inch down your throat." He moved my hand then placed both of his on the back of my head forcing me down further. Once he was all the way in he started to pull back out but not all the way and slammed it back down my throat. He was just using my mouth at this point he had total control. He finally let me up for air. I asked if we could change positions as my knees where hurting. I could not believe it, here I was asking permission to move so I could suck him easier and it just seemed so natural. My world has truly changed quickly. Once he was lying back on the bed I climbed back between his legs and got back to work as he called it. I had more control in this position so this was more of me sucking him than him fucking the hell out of my face. In my mind were all the things I liked having done to me when getting a blowjob. Plus what he had told me he like when we spoke about these things in the past. I licked from the base to the tip before putting it back into my mouth, all the time massaging his balls with my hand. Working away like this his moans where increasing, I suddenly had a moment of panic with the thought of him cumming in my mouth. For some reason I just didn't feel ready to let him do that. Dave wasn't ready for that either but for different reasons. "Stay right there and don't move" I was told and like the good slut I had become I obeyed. He pulled himself up and out from underneath me and went to get something from his case. He had a huge smile on his face that just told me he was in total control and was going to do what he wanted to me when he wanted to do it. A Holiday to Remember At this point I became very aware that I was on all fours at the edge of the bed. In my mind I suddenly had the image of Sarah in a similar position I had her in last night. How my role had changed in 24 hours. No wonder Dave was enjoying himself so much. He was doing the same stuff I had enjoyed doing to her the night before. I was still hard and was tempted to stroke myself for some relief. Before I knew it Dave was behind me pouring lube over my ass. His fingers started probing around my hole. I was frozen in position. I knew what was about to happen. This is a big line to cross and he had a very big cock for it. All the fear I felt earlier rushed back. My legs and arms went weak and I felt like I was going to collapse. I was so close to stopping him. It was like he sensed my fear so he reached under me and started stroking me as if to take my mind of what he was about to do. Then he started working his fingers into me, one at first then two as I opened up and relaxed. The mixed feeling from him stroking me while moving his fingers round was so intense I was in heaven. "Now be a good slut and take it all." There it was, any doubt what he had planned as if there was any had gone. I was just hoping he was going to be gentler with my ass than he was with mouth to start with. Although at this point he was treating me like a slut he was still very gentle pushing the head of his cock into me giving me a chance to adjust. I felt like my ass was on fire. The fear was justified. Even though he used a lot of lube and went slow. His cock was massive and it was really stretching me out. It was agony. As he started pushing inch after inch in to me I felt so full. When he was all the way in I could feel his ball pushed against my ass. "I knew you would take it all first time, slut." I didn't know if this was an insult or a compliment. But he sounded very pleased with himself. After the initial pain subsided and I got used to his size in me he started to pick up a rhythm and was pumping his full 9" in and out. It was feeling really good so I started to move back to meet his thrusts. Dave took that as a sign to speed up until he was like a piston going in and out. I collapsed forward on the bed my dick squashed between my stomach and the sheets. He didn't miss a beat and fell on top of me burying himself balls deep in me. Our bodies moulded together in this embrace, he moved his head to the side of mine and whispered in my ear. "I love you." It was an unexpected tender moment before the onslaught of what was about to come and seemed out of character of this dominant persona he had tonight. He lifted himself up on his hands and regained his rhythm. It felt like he was trying to pound me through the bed and take out his frustration of the past few months. The precum was pouring out of me as he drove into me. It's such a helpless feeling. At this point he was just using me for his pleasure. He didn't care if it felt good for me or not. I had to put my head into the pillow to stop myself from making too much noise. I was glad for the couple of rooms between us and the other two at this moment in time. The grunts and bed rocking would be very hard to explain if they heard us through the wall. After what seemed like an eternity he pulled out of me and I felt so empty. It was a strange feeling to crave his cock back in me after that abuse but that is what he had done to me. He flipped me over and put my legs over his shoulders. Again similar to what I had done as the dominant one with Sarah last night. It was as if he had taken notes from our morning conversation and was using them against me. As he entered me this time the feeling was great. He slid into me with slow and deep strokes that rubbed over all my insides and was soon going to cause me to come without even touching myself. Just as my orgasm was a boiling point. He pulled out climbed on top of me and shoved his dick in my mouth. Before I knew what was happening he erupted in my mouth. Stream after stream it was like he hadn't cum since the split with his girlfriend. I swallowed as much as I could but there was too much. Luckily as I was about to choke he popped out my mouth and sprayed the remainder over my face. It was so degrading but so hot all at the same time. He then wiped the cum off my face with his finger and pushed it into my mouth to clean up. "That was so much better than the fantasy." As he rolled off to the side of me with his dick slowly softening. I guess I had pleased him after a comment like that. I hadn't cum yet and he seemed he had plans for that as well. He moved back down the bed after recovering. I thought I was going to get a blow job but then he put my legs back over his shoulders as he wanked me. I told him I was close he told me to open my mouth and he lifted my body so that when I shot my load it went all over my face and in my mouth. After wiping my face again and feeding me my own cum he told me I was a good slut. Just lying there I couldn't believe what had just happened. I didn't regret one thing about it. I did truly love him and if this is what he needed to get out of the funk I was glad to help. There were a lot of firsts that night and I knew full well it was going to happen again or at least until we got home back to reality. As he walked out onto the balcony totally naked he thanked me again then sat down to cool off. He looked totally satisfied with himself. Not a care in the world. I would never look at him in the same way again, or him me. But it was so much better. The next couple of days went over pretty much the same with the old Dave back on form whilst out with the guys, then dominating me when we got back to the privacy of our room. It was great to see him so relaxed and having fun again, even Paul and Eddie noticed the difference. It felt great inside knowing that it was me that got my best friend out of his funk. A few days later we were going at it as usual after a night out. I was on all fours with him behind. We were that into what we were doing that we didn't hear the door open and Eddie walk in. Without stopping his pounding of me Dave turned and smiled at Eddie and said "Struck out with your girl did you? Do you want to join me and enjoy my slut, I am sure he can handle another cock." I guess I was his to share and he knew I would do anything he said whilst his cock was in me. But that's a story for another time. * I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed the experience. A big thank you to 21stcenturymisfit for their help with the editing of this story. A Holiday to Remember It's been a while since I submitted a story. I would like to thank my editor Patient Lee for convincing me to try again. ***** I saw her the first time as a lonely figure on the bench overlooking the harbor. She was staring at a big luxury cruiser. The Symphonia was leaving in a couple of days' time for a voyage to Italy, and that would be my last part of my trip before flying home to Amsterdam. I was drawn to her by her classic beauty. She was a small girl . From local colored or Cape Malay decent. Beautiful, light chocolate features. Big brown eyes staring into the distance. She had full lips with a sad smile. Wearing a short summer dress, I could make out her her beautiful, toned legs. Looking smooth with that same exotic, chocolate colour that makes it look like a healthy tan. I could see that her breasts were big for her small frame. Not overly so. Just right. I kept on staring at her from behind my sunglasses sitting at a waterfront bar, slowly sipping my beer. My name is Johan Van Der Oost. A Dutch national. The English, and, even worse, the Americans always battle with the pronunciation of my name, so I have been called John van Der Ost for most of my travels. I just turned forty, and my divorce to my school sweetheart became final a few months ago . I was more than a bit depressed thinking of my beautiful wife that had enough of my career choice . I deal in diamonds and I normally travel for more than two hundred days a year. This didn't allow me time to work as hard on the relationship as I should. I didn't pick up the tell-tale signs of her affair . Only when I came home from one of my travels and found an empty apartment and the divorce papers did I start thinking of how withdrawn she was. Thinking of the nights she came home, and she went straight for the shower before she came to my home office to greet me. She started keeping her cellphone close to her at all times. She started asking me when my next trip was. Almost looked relieved when I left. I only thought about it when I saw the papers. She didn't ask for much, and I didn't fight it. I knew at the first meeting with the lawyers that it was over.I never asked her, but I found out from mutual friends that she was seen with the same guy at local pubs. It hurt especially as I have always been faithful but thinking about it now I feel no hate and no remorse. I want her to find happiness, and if it's with somebody else, so be it. It was my first time in South Africa, and I did the normal tourist route. Game Parks, Sun City, World cup Stadiums, Apartheid museum, wine routes, and then I went to Cape Town.I went with the tour group up Table Mountain in the morning, but decided to ditch the group for the rest of the afternoon and evening. I saw the lady stand up, and with a last look at the harbor, turn around to walk away.She walked past my table, and I gave her my best smile. She looked at me with a frown and kept walking. I followed her with my eyes, and just before the corner she looked back, smiling. That made my day, and even if I never saw her again, she would be in my mind forever. The next few days were uneventful as I spent most of my time at the waterfront, hoping to see her again. The Sinfonia was huge. Nine passenger decks with a capacity of fifteen hundred passengers. With 750 crew members, service was exceptional. The ship had numerous bars, restaurants, swimming pools and other entertainments. The write ups that I had seen were quite exceptional. After two days of the nineteen day trip I was totally relaxed, and I even started working on a tan. Since my divorce, I didn't spend much time thinking of women, but this whole experience was making me horny. The scantily clad woman on the pool deck was not helping much. If it was not for my loose swimming trunks, it could have been very embarrassing. "Good day sir. Can I offer you anything to drink?" The first thing I saw was her legs. She was dressed in a waiter uniform that consisted of sneakers, short pants and a buttoned blouse. Her legs were beautifully toned with a healthy brown colour. The blouse was very conservative, but I could see her full boobs straining against the buttons. As I was looking up into the sun, I could only see her perfect teeth and full lips. There was something familiar about her. She moved out of the sun, and I could see her clear eyes.Then it hit me. "It's you! " I stammered. She frowned down at me, morethan a little bit confused. "Sorry sir?" she answered. "I saw you a few days ago. You were staring at the cruiser. You are beautiful, and I can't get you out of my mind." I felt like a fool after my verbal diarrhea. She just stared at me with a confused look, but then her face lit up with a beautiful smile. "You were sitting at the table, and you smiled at me when I walked past. I felt you staring after me. A bit rude don't you think?" She said it with a smile, and I couldn't help but smile back. "Now, how about that drink?" She was suddenly very businesslike. I ordered a beer and watched her walking away. She glanced back, smiling at me. She returned with the beer and again she was very businesslike. "Will that be all, sir?" I thought about it, looking into her beautiful face, thinking that I want a lot more, but not to drink. "What do you do on a boat?" I thought to myself. " Ask for a number?" I felt very foolish staring at this vision, wanting to say so much but not being able to speak. I just shook my head and watched her walk away. I knew I was drinking too much, but I kept calling her back, asking for another beer, wanting her close to me. I could feel my hard-on getting even worse whenever she came close. I started losing my awkwardness as I drank more beer, and even chatted a bit, trying to get her to open up . I was getting nowhere. I saw her changing shifts and hoped that she would come by to say bye or something . No such luck. Not even a glance as she walked through the door marked staff only. I was not too stable when I stood up to gather my things. I tried to walk straight, and I don't think I did a good job at it. I made it to my suite, battling with the card key. "Can I help you with that?" I turned to see my fantasy standing next to me. I handed her the card without a word. Not trusting myself not to slur. She opened the door, standing aside to let me enter. She had a wonderful scent. Her perfume smelled like her. Something exotic. I stumbled walking past her, pushing my arms out, trying to grab something to break my fall. I did grab a handful of boob. She looked at my hand holding her boob and then up at me again. "I am sorry," I stammered. Blushing, I removed my hand and again felt like a fool . She handed me the card and walked down the passage. "You fool!" I screamed at myself, hitting my forehead a few times. I looked up at her smiling and shaking her head. She waved and disappeared around the corner. I stumbled onto my bed and passed out. It was dark when I woke up. I had no idea what time it was. I looked at my watch. "Two o clock!" I stumbled up, feeling very groggy. I climbed into the shower, opening the water full blast. Standing under the spray my memory returned, and I again slapped myself against the head. I felt a bit better and very hungry after the shower. I missed dinner, but they served snacks in the cigar bar. I pulled on some slacks and a T shirt with flip flops. Not thinking that I would bump into too many people this time of the morning. I ordered a cup of tea from the tired-looking barman and climbed into the array of bread, cold meats and cheeses. It was the best meal of my life. I was not feeling tired at all, so Ibought a cigar and went up to the swimming deck. It was deserted, and I sat down, staring over the ocean and enjoying my cigar. "You feeling better?" I jumped up when I heard her voice. "Hi," I said, looking into her beautiful, smiling eyes. "I don't know where to start apologizing," I again stammered like a teenager. "I think you should start by apologizing for feeling me up," she answered with a grin. "Oh yes, that will be a good start." I laughed back. "Renae," she said extending her hand. "Johan," I answered, taking her hand in mine. I suddenly felt comfortable around her, and I soon realized that she was not just a beautiful girl. She was witty, intelligent and very knowledgeable about various subjects. We chatted while the light started changing as the sun rose. I was fascinated by her, and I never felt such an attraction towards a woman. She grew up in Cape Town, South Africa, the youngest daughter of a schoolteacher mom and a working class father. She grew up in post-apartheid South Africa, so she didn't experience the racial abuse that her parents had experienced . Her life was already planned for her by her very conservative parents. She was enrolling into the University of Cape Town to study law. She had six months before the start of her classes. She had always dreamed of seeing the world. She loved her city and country, but she had to see what else was out there. But alas, that would only be a dream. Even when she got her degree she would have to spend years paying off study loans. Even after that it will be expected from her to marry and raise kids. This trip was decided the day I saw her for the first time. She saw an advert for temporary staff and went to the harbor to have a look. She applied and was accepted the next day. I told her about my life, and talking about my divorce made me feel like a loser. She saw my ill comfort and touched my arm to comfort me. "It's sad, but things happen for a reason," she said, looking into my eyes. "I wouldn't have met you," I answered taking her hands in mine. I leant forward, keeping her gaze, searching for her lips. I had heard people talking about a spark when they kissed. It felt as if the world stopped. I was amazed how soft her lips were, and I loved the feeling of her young body pressed against mine. I held her in my arms while we watched the amazing sight of the sun appearing above the horizon. I was feeling content for the first time in quite a while. Her shift was due to start, and after another long kiss, she walked away, looking over her shoulder and smiling that beautiful smile of hers. I went for breakfast and then for a quick shower, not wanting to waste time before I saw her again. I was the first guest next to the pool, and I smiled when I saw her walking towards me. "Can I get you anything sir?" she asked with a serious face. "Just a juice," I answered back, laughing at her professional attitude. She turned around, and I again appreciated her beautiful legs and sexy ass. I could feel my now regular hard-on coming back with a vengeance. Not even my trunks could hide it this time. Playing sport, I have seen other men in the showers, and I know that I am more than average. I was always proud of my equipment, but the tent in my pants was going to embarrass me this time. I tried to think of something else, but nothing worked. I could see Renae returning with my juice, and the swell of her breasts didn't help either. Her smile disappeared when she put the juice down on the table, inches from my massive erection. She stared at it, and then she looked up licking her lips. She turned around, hurrying away. I couldn't figure out how to read her reaction. It wasn't good as another waitress took over from her, and I could only see her on the far side of the deck. She left after her shift and didn't even come to say goodbye. I spent the rest of the afternoon searching the ship for her. The staff had their own eating hall and pubs at the lowest deck. It was off-limits for guests, but I was lurking close by to maybe catch a glimpse of her. I paid a steward 20 euros to take a note to her. "Please meet me on the deck at 10 o'clock tonight. Johan." I didn't eat much at dinner. I was counting the minutes and was on the deck half an hour before the time. I was pacing up and down, looking at my watch as the minutes passed. I was getting more and more impatient, my feeling of exhilaration changing to doubt and then despair as I realized after an hour of waiting that she was not coming. I walked back to my room feeling totally confused and heart sore. I just got into my suite when I heard a soft knock. I stood at the door hoping, and with my heart thumping, I opened the door. She was wearing a floral summer dress with thin straps. I could see her nipples poking through the thin material. With downcast eyes she moved past me. "I have to tell you something," she said, looking up at me for the first time. I showed her to a chair and sat down across from her. "I am sorry that I overreacted seeing your... uhm...manhood." "It's fine. I am sorry. I must have looked like a pervert," I answered, just being glad that she was with me. "I don't have much experience with men, and I got scared because of what went through my mind when I saw your excitement." I felt like laughing but managed to keep a straight face. "All I could think of the whole day was your...cock" she said, obviously not used to using that kind of language. She climbed out of the chair, kneeling in front of me. "I wanted to do this the whole day. Does it make me a slut?" she said while loosening my belt and pulling down my zipper. She pushed her small hand into my boxers, searching for my cock. She didn't have to search long as my cock started growing when she walked through the door. I couldn't help groaning when her small hand folded around my cock. Her eyes were big while she stroked it with special attention to the thick veins and the purple head. She was now again licking her lips while she bent down, bringing it to her lips. She squeezed it and seemed fascinated by the pre-cum that was leaking from my engorged cock. She pushed out her little tongue,delicately licked the pre-cum from the head, and guiltily smiled up at me while licking the side of my cock. She took my balls into her mouth, sucking one at a time before she licked the whole length, stopping at the top to suck more pre-cum from the tip. I was in heaven, and I have never seen a woman make love to a cock as she was doing. She studied it from all angles, amazed at the size and the veins that were now really standing out. She returned to the head, taking it between her full lips, sucking it while stroking up and down the shaft with both her hands. "Shit! That feels so good," I grunted. She looked up at me, very happy that she was doing it right. She continued sucking taking more and more of my cock into her mouth. I was amazed that more than two thirds of my cock disappeared down her throat. She sucked while massaging my cock head with her throat muscles. I could feel a massive orgasm building, and she surprised me more when she delicately pressed her finger in my asshole. I grunted and tried to push her away before I came. She wanted nothing of that. She went crazy sucking and jerking, and still with that little finger in my ass. It felt like a wave coming from deep inside me moving through my balls up to my shaft. I felt the cum spurting out of my cock. I stopped counting as spurt after spurt disappeared down her throat. She took my cock out of her mouth and licking it clean while smiling up at me. My cock stayed hard as I stood up, pulling her up with me. I searched for her lips, tasting my cum in her mouth. I pulled her dress off, realizing that she was naked underneath. I stood back, admiring her full, young boobs with her pointed nipples. I turned her around bending her forward to admire her small, round ass and her beautiful pussy. She was clean shaven, just the way I like it. The lips were red and standing out in her aroused state. I cupped her pussy, feeling the heat and the moistness of her arousal. "Do you like?" she asked smiling back at me. "I like," I answered, picking her up and carrying her to the bed. I gently laid her down, looking at this wonderful being. I climbed on top of her, hugging her wonderful naked body, kissing her, and then moving down. I spent time kissing the smooth skin on her neck. My hard cock was pressed against her leg before I moved down to her wonderful breasts. I kissed around the nipple, teasing her. She pulled me down, feeding her nipple into my mouth. I sucked and bit softly down on the one while playing with the other one between my fingers. "Fuck, that feels amazing," she sighed. I spent some time on her nipples until they were fully erect. I moved down planting soft kisses on her flat stomach. I spread her legs, inhaling her wonderful scent. I kissed the inside of her leg and then started licking her outer lips. She was making soft little sounds as I took her pussy into my mouth. Kissing it before I started licking from the bottom to the top. I loved the taste of her juices, and I kept on lapping at the sweet nectar. She was moaning now and I could see that she was very close to orgasm. I took her clit into my mouth, sucking it while I pushed my middle finger into her pussy. I curled my finger searching for her G-spot. I felt the little hump and spent time stroking it while flicking her clit with my tongue. "O fuck! Yes, yes!" she screamed. I battled to keep her still while wave after wave hit her. I slowed down, kissing her pussy while she came down from the massive orgasm. I moved up, kissing her softly. "That was unbelievable," she said between her gasps for air. "Glad to be of service," I answered between the kisses. I felt her hand around my cock, and she pushed me back while she climbed on top of me. She looked a little scared when she looked at my huge cock. She sat up, squatting over my cock. She lubricated the head with her juices before lowering herself down onto it. The head found a bit of resistance and then it was in. It was the tightest pussy I ever felt. She slowly lowered herself getting used to the size. She kept her hand at the base to prevent the full length from entering her. When her pussy lips touched her hand she removed it, and after a last look into my eyes, she dropped down until she was fully impaled onto my cock. She had a satisfied grin when her bald pussy touched bottom. I held her, marveling at the tight feeling around my cock. I could just come from being in her, but she had other ideas. Still on her haunches, she started moving up and down, almost removing my cock and then down again until she touched bottom . It was a wonderful sight with my wet cock impaled into this tight, bald pussy. Her pussy lips were folding out on the way up and then back in on the way down. I could feel that wonderful pressure building again, but I tried to pace it. I could see that she was coming close, and when I felt that extra contractions in her pussy, we both screamed while we came. She fell down on me. We were both out of breath. I stayed in her not deflating at all, to my surprise. I heard a knock at the door. I jumped up, throwing over a robe to open the door. I looked back to see if Renae was decent, but she was totally naked on the bed, refusing to cover herself she lay there smiling seductively . I just cracked open the door to shield the visitor from the bed. It was a woman, only slightly shorter than me, in a small nighty that hardly covered her ass. Her full boobs were spilling out of the low cut top. I think she was my neighbor. She pushed past me, and with a quick glance at the naked girl on the bed, she walked through the suite to close the balcony door. I only then realized that anyone on our deck would have heard our not-too-subtle lovemaking. A Holiday to Remember She walked back out, turning around looking first at Renae and then at the tent in my robe. She smiled softly,putting out her hand. "Amanda" she introduced herself. "I am sorry about that, and I don't care at all about the lovely sounds you were making, but I have my ten year old son with me, and I don't know how to answer the questions that might come up." When she said "up," she again looked at my cock with a smile. When I closed the door, I felt Renae's wonderful, soft body hugging me from behind. She opened my robe, searching for my hard cock. "You like her don't you?" she said while stroking my very hard cock. I never saw myself as an exhibitionist but she was right. I was as turned on as ever. I dropped the robe, taking her in my arms with my engorged cock pressing against her flat stomach . I pressed her down onto the table with her wonderful ass in the air. I grabbed her hair and entered her with one motion. I pulled back and rammed my cock into her pussy. This wasn't making love; this was fucking. I entered her time and again, making quite a racket with our combined grunts. The table was banging against the cabin wall. I could hear her cum, but I continued abusing her tight pussy. Again and again I fucked her. "O fuck Johan!!" she screamed while she came again. The contractions of her pussy finally sent me over the brink. I pulled out, jacking myself off, watching the spray of my cum covering her beautiful tight ass. I couldn't believe the amount of cum that was spurting out of my cock. Covering her lower back and her ass, dripping down between her legs. She was fighting for air as I smeared the cum into her skin and between her ass cheeks . I used the lubrication to enter her virgin ass with my thumb. "No, no," she screamed as I rammed my thumb into her ass with two other fingers into her pussy. I was brought back to reality by a banging on the cabin wall. "O shit, our neighbor had enough," I thought while I stood back to look at my handy work. "What have I done?" "Renae, Renae," I called softly while helping her up. She fell backward onto the bed, panting for air with her eyes wide open. "O my god, girl. Are you alright?" I worriedly asked. She just lay there getting her breath back, and then she turned into the fetal position. I moved to the side of the bed to see her face. What a relief I felt when I saw a small, contented smile on her face while breathing regularly for someone fast asleep. I looked at the time . We had been fucking for hours, and I could see the light changing outside. I thought about showering, but was just too tired. I curled up behind her and fell asleep within seconds with her wonderful boob in my hand and my only slightly deflated cock nesting between her ass cheeks. "O fuck! What is the time?" I was awakened with a start. I forced open my eyes to look at my wristwatch. "Twenty to six," I answered before looking up at the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Her hair was a mess and the little make up that she wore was smeared, but what got my attention was the white dry cum that was all over her body as I watched her looking for her dress. She threw it over her head as she ran for the door. She stopped, and coming back to me, she bent down, kissing my hard cock and then smiling while she kissed me on the mouth. "That was wonderful." She smiled while running out of the door. A few hours later I was lying next to the pool with a tall, refreshing, pink drink. It was a beautiful, sunny day, and the swimming deck was filled to capacity. I was watching Renae as she was running around, serving all the thirsty customers. I couldn't believe that I had fucked the beautiful young lady only a short while ago. I was disturbed out of my daydreaming by a shadow that fell across me. "You don't really listen, do you?" my neighbor scowled down at me. "I am sorry we got carried away," I answered with a blush. "Not only that. You definitely don't know the rules concerning staff?" she went on. I looked up, surprised at the wry smile as she looked down on me. "What are you talking about?" She sat down next to me and I was very aware of her naked thigh brushing against my leg. I looked into her beautiful, deep, blue eyes, more than a bit confused. I jumped when she touched my leg close to the bottom of my swimming trunks. I pushed her hand away while I guiltily looked around at the other people on the deck. Nobody had noticed anything except Renae, who was watching us from the bar area. She had a frown on her forehead as she was trying to figure out what was going on. I shrugged apologetically and moved away from the woman. She continued as if nothing happened. "If her manager finds out that she has been fucking a guest, she will be dropped off at the next port." I was very confused and suddenly full of dread. I started imagining Renae walking out of my life. She put her hand on my leg again. "Don't worry I won't tell anybody," she said with a devious smile. I felt Renae's eyes on us and moved away again to put space between me and the woman. I stood up, excusing myself and walking away without looking back. I walked past Renae, shrugging my shoulders and giving her a reassuring smile. She at least smiled back. I returned to my suite to take a quick shower. I was lying on the bed only with a towel when I heard a knock. I opened the door with a smile expecting Renae. It was my blond neighbor that pushed past me into my room. She was wearing a gold bikini top and a sarong around her full hips. She looked about thirty with big, beautiful, blue eyes, fair skin and long, blonde hair. I couldn't help looking down at the swell of her full boobs. I looked up at her eyes and saw that same devious smile from earlier. "What do you want?" I asked, not wanting to be friendly. "I have a proposition for you," she said with that same smile. "What kind of proposition" I asked,more than a bit confused. She moved closer and I backed up against the wall. She pressed those wonderful boobs against my naked chest, bringing her lips closer to my ear while whispering. "I said that I won't tell, but I want something for my silence" I was very aware of this beautiful woman's soft body against me and although I was getting very aroused, I could only think of Renae. I was about to push her away when the door opened. I saw Renae opening her mouth to say something, but she decided against it and just turned around. I could hear her footsteps fading away before I came to my senses to hurry after her. I was out of the door before I remembered my near-naked state. I turned around, dropping the towel to grab my pants when I remembered Amanda. I spun around to hide my slightly aroused cock while jumping in my pants. I grabbed a shirt and ran out barefoot. I ran to the entrance to the staff quarters, and ignoring protocol, I opened the door, running into a huge security guard. He blocked me with a huge hand against my chest. "You are not allowed back here, sir," he said while looking down at me. I tried to push past him, but he grabbed my arm. I thought about punching him, but luckily, common sense prevailed. I lifted my arms in surrender, looking at him pleadingly. "Do you know Renae?" I asked in a pleading voice. "Please turn around and go back to the guest areas." He answered, ignoring my question. "Please, I need to speak to Renae," I begged him. He just showed me the door, and I realized that it would be fruitless to try to convince him. I walked out and stood outside the door for more than an hour, hoping to see Renae. I gave up and started searching the ship, hoping to see her. It was again close to midnight when I realized that I hadn't had any food since breakfast. I walked into the same pub as the first night and looked at the food, but ordered a double whiskey on the rocks and a cigar instead . I walked up to the swimming deck and slowly sipped my whiskey while lighting the cigar. I saw two woman at a table across the deck, but didn't pay much attention until I heard a familiar laugh. "Renae!" I screamed while running towards the table. I stopped in my tracks when I recognized the woman with her. "Come and have a seat, Johan," Amanda said pointing to a chair. Renae leaned over and gave me a soft kiss while smiling. I looked at both woman not understanding what the fuck was going on. "I am sorry, love" she said, smiling at me. "Amanda explained everything to me," she said while taking my hand in her own. They continued to chat like old friends while Renae held my hand. Although I was slightly pissed off, I enjoyed her touch. The ladies drank some cocktails, and I could hear that it was not their first one. I quickly learned more about Amanda, and I was starting to realize that she was not the stuck up bitch that I had thought . She was South African and part of a well-known family that owns a wine farm that I knew quite well. She was on a trip with her son to celebrate her divorce. She married young, and I did guess her age correctly. I had had some dealings with her ex, and she really enjoyed that I thought that he was a bit of a asshole. I ordered another whiskey and sat back to enjoy the beautiful company. Quite a few rounds of drinks followed, and I could hear the ladies getting more than tipsy. It was close to two in the morning when Amanda stood up, declaring that she was going for a swim. In the dim light, I watched her stand up, and with her back to me, she slowly pulled her dress over her head. She had a beautifully shaped ass, clad only in the smallest g-string. I saw her beautiful side boob as she removed her bra. She bent slightly forward when she removed her panties. I got a slight glimpse of her shaven pussy before she did an elegant dive into the swimming pool. I felt Renae's eyes on me, and guiltily I looked away. Renae smiled at me while she stood up. She stood looking at me while she removed her dress. Her beautiful breasts were contained in a lacy bra. She removed it while looking at my face. She held her full breasts in her hands, posing for me. I said what I thought. "You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen in my life." "Thank you, love," she answered before quickly removing her panties and jumping in the pool. The ladies were soon splashing around, ducking each other under the water. It was quite dark, and I battled to see clearly. I looked at the girls clothes lying on the deck and got a great idea. I stood up, and both girls turned to look at me. I removed my shirt and then started to pick up the ladies' garments. They were both standing, and I could see the most beautiful sets of breasts, just under the water. I picked the last garment up, and I then started walking away. "Hey!" they both yelled together. I ignored the screams and walked off. My suite is the third one from the passage, just off the swimming area. It's not too far, and I felt quite certain that they could make it without being caught. I left my door open and waited. It only took about five minutes for the two giggling ladies to burst into the room. "You are going to pay for this!" Renae yelled, jumping on me. I let her hold me down while I watched her beautiful wet body. I was more than a bit aroused, and she actually hurt me when she sat down on my hard cock. "Ouch!" I screamed, throwing her off me. I grabbed my hurting cock and jumped up. "Must I kiss it better?" Amanda asked while looking longingly at the tent in my pants. I actually forgot about her, and in the light of the room, I could really see her full beauty. Her breasts were large with a little natural sag. She had beautiful shoulders and a thin middle. As I had seen earlier, she had beautiful, rounded hips that look especially delicious with her slim waist. She had slightly protruding pussy lips, and I was sure that it was not just moisture from the swim that I saw there. I looked into her beautiful eyes and felt a bit embarrassed by my staring. Renae stood up and stood next to Amanda with her arm around her. I have never seen anything as beautiful as these two completely different women. "Well?" Renae asked while pushing Amanda forward. I looked into Renae's eyes, and I could see the lust. She nodded while smiling at me. I had never been in a position like this, but my dick seemed to be very happy. It still hurt but as it grew even bigger, I realized that there was no permanent damage. Amanda walked closer, kneeling in front of me. She looked up at me while she slowly pulled down my shorts. My cock sprung to attention as soon as it was released. "Mmmm," she exclaimed when she saw my cock for the first time. She softly took my cock in her small hand and slowly started jerking me off. She slowly squeezed the pre-cum from the tip and licked it with her small tongue. She did this a few times before she took my cock into her mouth. I felt Renae's young body next to me and turned my head for a glorious kiss. I was in heaven! I was kissing the beautiful woman that I fell in love with the first time I saw her, while another beautiful woman had my cock deep down her throat. Renae left my mouth, and with trailing kisses down my body, she moved lower until she was kneeling next to Amanda. Amanda took my cock out of her mouth and offered it to Renae. Renae didn't need to be invited twice and took my cock down her throat. It was getting even better when Amanda started sucking my balls. I like to think of myself as a good lover, and I never come before a woman, but no man would have lasted with what they were doing to me. "I am going to come!" I warned, and Renae took my cock from my mouth and pointed it at Amanda's open mouth while still stroking it. Each of them had a hand on my ass, and they were squeezing it while waiting for my cock to explode. I had this amazing feeling from my scrotum, moving through my balls, and then exploding through my cock. The first squirt hit Amanda's chin, and Renae had to adjust her aim to get the next one into her mouth. She moved my cock to her waiting mouth and she caught another three squirts into her mouth before offering it to Amanda again. I felt like I would come forever as Amanda took me into her mouth to suck the last come from my cock. I fell back onto the bed smiling and very contented. I felt spent, but they immediately got my attention with what they did next. Renae was staring into Amanda's eyes and she leaned forward to lick the cum from her chin. She made sure it was clean before she kissed Amanda. They were both groaning as they were exploring each other's mouths. I pulled a pillow underneath my head and watched the two beautiful woman kissing and then grinding their bodies against each other. I slowly stroked my cock that was already hard and erect. Renae's slightly smaller breasts were squashed by Amanda's beautiful milky boobs. They stopped every now and again to look at me. I only learned later that this was the first time with a woman for both of them. I felt a bit neglected and stood up to join in a three-way kiss. It is hard to put in words the incredible feelings. I had my arms around the woman and was feeling a breast or a tight bum while we were trading kisses. They moved me back towards the bed, and they lay down each side of me. We continued kissing, and while I was kissing one the other was softly biting down on a nipple while they both had a hand on my cock. I was in heaven! "Fuck her." Renae said as I turned for another kiss. "Are you sure?" I asked, and she answered by lying down on her back and gesturing for Amanda to move into a sixty-nine position above her. I watched as the women started licking each other. The smell and the sounds were driving me crazy, I kneeled behind Amanda and watched Renae's beautiful lips over Amanda's clit. She took my cock, and after a few quick sucks, she guided it into Amanda's very wet cunt. "This is beautiful" Renae exclaimed while looking at my cock disappearing into Amanda's cunt. Amanda was a lot tighter than I imagined, and it was a glorious experience to feel her hot cunt engulfing my cock. Renae was still licking away, and by the sounds that Amanda was making, we were doing something right. I started slowly, but she was banging back against me thereby asking me to fuck her harder. I knew that I was not going to last, and when Renae started licking my balls in between the licks to Amanda's clit, it pushed me over. I started coming with a roar, but I kept pumping in and out of Amanda. I felt her cunt clenching my cock as she went over the brink. "O fuck, yes!" she screamed as she came. She collapsed with her wonderful ass in the air. My come was dripping out of her cunt into the mouth of my beautiful girlfriend. Renae then continued to lick Amanda's pussy clean. I was truly spent, but the sight of this was sure to get me back up in no time. Amanda was passed out, and I softly picked her up to move her to the side of the bed. I lay down in the middle, and Renae came to lie on my arm planting soft kisses in my neck while softly stroking my cock. This got me hard in no time, and although I was very sensitive, all was forgotten when she climbed on top of me. She slowly moved up and down while she stared into my eyes and kissed me every few seconds. This was love-making and not fucking. I looked as her eyes turned almost glassy as she started coming. It was the most wonderful sight to see this beautiful girl come. She kept on coming and kept on moving up and down my hard cock. I looked at her while she came down from her high and we both mouthed the words, "Love you." We slowly fucked like that for an hour, and she came many times before I had my final orgasm of the night. She just fell down next to me and was asleep within seconds. I felt Amanda moving closer and snuggling close to me. I never felt so happy in my life, and although I felt a bit scared about what the atmosphere would be like the next morning, I was in a deep sleep within minutes. I woke up the next morning with the feeling of soft breasts on my chest. I opened my eyes to stare into the most beautiful blue eyes. Amanda was half lying on my chest with her beautiful breasts squashed against me. "Good morning." She smiled at me before planting a soft kiss on my lips. I suddenly remembered about her words the previous day and asked, "What kind of deal did you talk about?" She just smiled and stood up to walk to the bathroom with a sway of those beautiful hips. I turned and folded my arms around Renae and planted soft kisses on her closed eyes. I could see her starting to smile before her eyes opened, I didn't have anything to worry about. I saw love and love in her beautiful brown eyes. We kissed and I could taste myself and Amanda on her lips. It was now almost the end of the trip, and Amanda had been sharing our bed every night as soon as her son went to bed. I don't know what the future holds in store for us, but I did hear that you are allowed to have more than one wife in South Africa. A Holiday to Remember It was an extremely hot day. The sun was high in the sky and I was watching the sun rays dance on the surface of the water. Occasionally the light reflected my way and blinded me, but I couldn't tear my gaze away, it was mesmerising. My attention was suddenly diverted, as Erik entered the pool and made his way from the shallow end to the deeper water and then back again. He made a concerted effort not to look my way, but I would have laid money on it that he knew I was watching him anyway. He swam for what seemed like an age and the whole time I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Like the dancing light before him, he was captivating. Some of the kids from the community now jumped up and down on the edge of the pool, trying to get Erik's attention. He laughed as he pulled himself onto the ledge and proceeded to strike up a conversation. After a few minutes he leapt up, shoving one child over his shoulder and tucking another two under each arm, before jumping into the pool, subtly reminding us all of his strength, not that we needed reminding! He was a well-built man, although not overly muscular, which for some reason had always given me the impression that he was quite an authoritative person. When the group finally bobbed to the surface, the laughing and joking continued and you could see that the onlooking parents found this amusing. Everyone loved Erik. Even I couldn't resist his charms and I didn't even have an entertained kid to use as an excuse for liking him. I decided I needed to distract myself, so I dove into the pool as far away from Erik and his group of adoring children as I could possibly get. Once in the refreshing water, my mind cleared and I looked back on the success of this summer. A couple of friends and I had opted to use our savings to have a long overdue holiday, but unfortunately, even after pooling all of our resources we still didn't have a tonne of money and so we had settled on renting a small, two bedroom apartment in a holiday community in Calpe. My two friends, Danny and Leah, however were a couple and so a lot of the time I found myself alone, as they wanted to spend their holiday swimming together, having romantic meals and doing all the other smushy activities that come with being in a new relationship. I didn't mind being alone though; I'd gradually explored the town, got a sun tan on the beach, travelled to other towns and villages in the area and even spent one too many afternoons fantasising about several people I'd met on my adventures, including Erik. -------------------------------- Which is what I ended up doing that afternoon, once I'd returned from the pool. As per usual I started out just daydreaming innocently about what it would be like to kiss a man like Erik, but before long I found that my fingers were caressing my cunt, over my sun dress. Leaning against the kitchen counter, I teased myself by playing around the edges for a while, and then using my own juices as lubricant when I finally inserted a couple of fingers. I made sure to continue stimulating my clit, as I fantasised about Erik picking me up and sitting me on this counter for an ideal fucking height. He would wrap his fingers in my hair and kiss down my jaw, as his cock slid in and out of me. I would gasp under the intense passion and he would take this opportunity to invade my mouth with his tongue, tasting me and I him in return. I would shake as I came on his cock, the pressure of my orgasm causing him to empty his load inside me, only seconds later. I came hard, as I imagined all this, writhing on the kitchen floor, after having slid down the counter when my legs began to shake. It's at this exact moment when I heard the doorbell ring. I scrambled to my feet, almost collapsing once more when my legs couldn't hold steady. I balanced myself by holding onto the wall, making my way slowly to the door. I thought I must still be daydreaming, when I opened the door to find Erik standing there dripping wet, with a gorgeous smile on his face. "Hi. You left this at the pool", he told me, handing me my towel. He then took in my appearance and must have realised what I'd been up to. "Thanks," I said, a little bit too late. "Can I come in for a glass of water? It's boiling out here." It sounded like an excuse to me, but I couldn't possibly refuse, after he'd done me the favour of returning my towel. He watched me intently, as I fussed around the kitchen, getting him a glass and then filling it with ice and water. I then handed it to him. He took it, brushing my fingers as he did and then securing my wrist with his other hand, he placed the glass on the counter and moved in for kiss. I was too horny, having just cum, to think straight and so I didn't protest. I barely knew this man, apart from the odd friendly greeting at the pool, and yet I was giving into him so easily. The kiss got more intense, as he held my head in place, so that he could explore my mouth with his tongue. The fantasy and the reality had started to merge. Before I could stop him, he'd pushed my flimsy thong aside and felt around my cunt. Pulling his fingers out and bringing them up to my face, he showed me my own juices dripping down his fingers. "Open your mouth," he demanded. I complied without question and tasted myself when he pushed them into my mouth and swirled them around. "Horny little slut, aren't we?". I nodded, not knowing how else to reply. "Get down on your knees." I lowered myself to the floor and opened my mouth expecting the inevitable. "That's a good girl," he said, as he fed me his cock. He wasn't rough, like I'd expected, but firm, telling me exactly what he wanted and snapping when I got it wrong. I felt his cock swell, which is when he pushed my head up against the wall, trapping me, so that I had no choice but to take his load in my mouth. "Don't swallow until I tell you to. Hold it in your mouth for me you dirty slut", he moaned as he came. I did as I was told, showing him my mouthful of his cum, at which he smiled and then allowed me to swallow. He pulled up his trousers, before inviting me to his place the next evening. I worried that he was just using me and I cursed myself for letting him take advantage of me so easily. I think he must have read my thoughts from my expression, because he assured me it was a date and that he would act like a gentleman. -------------------------- When I told my friends later that I had a date the following evening, they were surprised, telling me that a holiday romance would just lead to complications and reminding me that we were leaving in a week. I ignored them, getting a thrill out of the idea that Erik wanted me, above all the other girls he'd met here, it was me he'd invited round for dinner. ---------------------------- The next evening I showed up at his apartment, wearing a silk, emerald green dress, that flowed over my curves, accentuating my curves and showing off the size of my boobs. He bit his lip and smiled at me, when he saw what I was wearing, something I interpreted as a good sign. He led me into the living room, sitting me down on the sofa and then went back to shut the door. We talked for a few moments, asking each other about how our days had been and what we'd been up to. But then I heard the sound of the fridge being opened and men talking in the kitchen. "Is someone here?" I asked Erik. "Oh, that's just some friends of mine. I'll introduce you", he said, leading me into the kitchen and pulling me in front of five men. "Guys, this is Sarah. Beauty isn't she?" "Yeah, she'll work definitely!" one of the men replied. "Work for what?" I was confused and looked at Erik for answers. He told me there was nothing to worry about, placing his hands on my shoulders and running them slowly down my arms, until they were pinning my hands behind my back. "What we've got planned would only be a typical weekend for a slut like you", he muttered, as he pushed me into the group of men. I pushed and shoved, but there was no getting through the wall that they'd created. Six sets of hands were on me, feeling my body and pulling at my clothes. Before I knew it, I was stood in just my black, lace underwear. "Erik here says you give good head", one of the men said, pulling me to the floor by my hair and pushing his cock into my mouth, "Fuck yeah, he was right. I could still feel the others pulling at my thong and squeezing my boobs, exclaiming their appreciation at the size and pertness of them. Eventually my thong was removed, along with my bra and I was left kneeling naked, surrounded by six men, each taking turns to shove their cocks in my mouth. After a few minutes, my jaw was starting to ache from being treated to brutally, and I was gasping for breathes between cocks, which were now all erect and waiting for the main event to start. Erik did the honours, pulling my arse up and pushing into me, without a care for my comfort. I screamed around someone's dick, the vibrations causing him to release in my mouth and over my lips. The next guy demanded I lick my lips clean, before he continued the rape of my mouth. Erik, meanwhile was building speed behind me, taking pleasure from smacking any part of my body he could find as he fucked me, eventually painting my cunt with his sperm. By this point I couldn't count how many times I'd had each cock in my mouth and I was continually forced to give head, as I was flipped over and laid down on the kitchen floor. I heard Erik telling one of the guys to lick me out. My cunt happily took the break from abuse, but started to respond too quickly. Before I knew it I was moaning around two cocks in my mouth, as one of Erik's mates expertly worked my clit. "I told you I would be a gentleman and I am. I'm letting you cum, so cum for me slut!", Erik shouted, with which I had an extremely intense orgasm, filling my cunt and covering my rapist's mouth with my juices. The next thing I knew, I was being moved, lifted my six men, as if I weighed nothing and carried into the living room. Here, I was forced to straddle someone, instantly feeling my cunt filled once more, followed quickly by my mouth. But then I felt someone prodding at my arsehole. I tried to plead with the person behind me, but the cock in my mouth made that impossible. I screamed as his dick entered my virgin hole. The pain was incredible. The cock in my mouth, however, must have got a kick out of my pain, because he came, once more filling my mouth and making me swallow it. Both my arse and my cunt, were being pounded within an inch of their lives and I was finding it difficult to deal with the pain, not that my rapists cared. I was pulled sharply upright, by the hair and the next thing I knew the abuse started on my boobs. Someone was striking them each in turn with his belt. With each whack I screamed, the tears rolling down my cheeks and onto my swollen and sore boobs. "Are you enjoying yourself whore?" I was asked, to which I shook my head. The next blow to my breasts was harder. "I said, are you enjoying yourself whore?" Finally understanding what he wanted, I nodded my head, but this wasn't enough for him. He struck me again harder. "Tell me!" he screamed. "I love it sir", I whimpered, "Please fuck all my holes." With this he was satisfied and the abuse of my three holes continued, often being forced to take more than one cock in each hole. Eventually Erik called them to order. "You had your fun now boys?" he asked. They must have responded in the positive, because I was lifted onto the floor and they all stepped back to admire my exhaustion. They continued to wank, all staring at me with lust. "Please let me cum ... please", I whispered. Erik froze. "What was that slut? You can't possibly have asked to cum." I repeated my request. He chuckled. "Touch yourself then, but don't pretend like you didn't want this!" And so I rubbed my clit frantically, wanting release. My head went back and my back arched as I came. My orgasm lasted forever, partly because I felt six lots of cum squirt over me, leaving trails across my body and turning me on even more. I slowly came down, hearing the door slam, as Erik and his mates left the house and left me laying on his living room floor wanting more.