0 comments/ 68576 views/ 2 favorites Koh Samui By: BigDave1340 This story is the fifth in a series of events that have actually taken place over the last two years. Although most names are fictitious to protect the ‘not-so-innocent’, places and events are factual. I have put ‘pen to paper’ for three reasons: i) to preserve the images and memories in our minds; ii) to share the images with you. Had I not experienced these events first hand, I would not have believed what is written, and probably treated these words as fiction; and iii) what has happened over that last couple of years has injected even more excitement into our sex lives – so much so, that even as I trace back over the images and transpose to text, I have to periodically stop and relieve myself – with the help if my lovely wife, Tanya, of course. So, read and enjoy in the knowledge that the words are relating true events; and when you feel stirring in your loins, feel free to relieve yourselves of any stress that may be swelling up. ******************************** It had been seven months since that fateful day of the accident. My leg had fully healed and the slow healing process took their toll on our sex life. Our sex life had been virtually non-existent, and had only begun to recover following Julie’s therapy session. We were both desperate to get things back to where we were before the accident. Tanya and I were open when it came to discussing our feelings, and we longed for the sex drive we found in Tenerife that was lost seven months ago. “I think we need a break,” I said as we held each other, wishing we could make love. “We’re due a holiday, and you’ve worked your fingers to the bone over the last ten months.” “A holiday would be nice. Where do you think we should go?” “I saw Ronnie in the pub last Friday. He’s just back from Koh Samui, Thailand. He reckoned it’s the best holiday he’s ever had. The food, the sun, the beaches, the sea, all out of this world – and it was cheap.” Ronnie was our postman and we had met in the local pub the previous evening. Ronnie had taken his wife to Thailand for their 25th wedding anniversary. “I’ll do some surfing the ‘net tomorrow and see what I can find.” “Okay lover,” Tanya whispered as she kissed me goodnight. *** The 13-hour flight to Bangkok seemed more like 24. I was glad that I could stretch out my stiff legs after being cooped up on the Boeing 747 Thai Airlines Jumbo. The Thai hostesses were absolutely gorgeous and couldn’t do enough to keep you comfortable throughout the flight. We arrived at Koh Samui in blazing sunshine and temperatures high in the 90’s. A mini bus took us to our hotel at Chaweng Beach, a small town on the east coast of the island, and we checked in with the assistance of another Thai babe. Everywhere we turned, we were confronted with either young, divine creatures, or, old haggard females that had been through hell and back, (judging by their wrinkled, tarnished faces). It was early afternoon and, although tired after our long journey, we decided to relax a little on the hotel’s beachfront. Local youths waited on the tourists hand and foot, supplying ice-cold beers, soft drinks and water. You didn’t have to leave your sun lounge to go to the bar, just raise your hand and your drink was replenished. Our laky was Dom; he spoke very few English words, but the words he did speak were enough to keep our needs supplied. We absorbed the sounds, smells and heat shaded by huge coconut umbrella shades. The occasional dip in the sea was more like a bathing session in a Turkish bath; the water was so warm. The long day’s travel and the heat made us sleepy. After dinner at the hotel’s beachside restaurant, we retired for the night, leaving our adventuring for tomorrow. The elevated air and sea temperatures, along with the clean, unpolluted air, functioned like an old fashioned tonic; ‘just what the doctor ordered’. By the following night, Tanya and I felt like new people, all our worries began to wash away – we made love for the first time in weeks. The following afternoon, we decided to head up to the north end of the town. It took all of twenty minutes to stroll from our hotel lobby to the last of the street stalls. The shops had some pavements in front of them, but what pavement there was, was taken by the street sellers, erecting corrugated stalls to shelter their wares from the sun’s harsh rays or the occasional heavy tropical rainstorm. Anything and everything was for sale – CD players, watches, laser pointers, woodcraft, food, clothes, it was a regular Pandora’s box, a hive of mixed colours, shapes and smells. The sellers wouldn’t just accept your money either; if it had a price tag, you still had to haggle; it was an instilled ritual. *** It was another hot day and the sun beat down on the road, causing it to shimmer as the heat haze bent all reflected light. We were thirsty again, and, as we hadn’t eaten, it was after lunchtime, we decided to have a little liquid lunch. We came across an Irish bar with traditional Irish music piped through to all corners of the thatched coconut roof. Sitting at a table, we absorbed that atmosphere; bustle, noise, dust, music, the smell of stale alcohol ingrained in the dirt that substituted for a carpet. “Back home, this place would be closed and pulled down for contravening the health and safety regs,” Tanya commented. “Yeah, but back home you can’t by a Heinekin for twenty-five pence!” We both laughed and something clicked. We didn’t realise it at first, but some of the old magic was coming back. I noticed Tanya checking out all the tourists in the bar, especially the younger guys. “I wouldn’t say no to some of that,” she grinned as a 6’6” bronzed athlete ordered another drink at the bar. I hadn’t seen it at first, but Tanya had clocked his curled-up oysters when he had strolled to the bar. I guess the sun agreed with her – it wasn’t doing me any harm either. Two girls approached Mr Athlete and they began to chat. They were local girls, probably prostitutes, though I must say, we hadn’t seen much prostitution so far. Mr Athlete laughed at something the girls had said as he turned his back on them and he walked past us, sitting back down with his girlfriend, ‘Miss Athlete’. She too had a fit body, tanned and firm. I guessed they might be German or Scandinavian from their looks, we couldn’t hear them speak over the piped music and general noise coming from the street. “She’s not bad either,” I told Tanya, retaliating to her earlier observation. We bought a couple more drinks and relaxed in the shade of the bar. A group of girls wandered in from the street – backpackers with Australian accents. They were having a great time, teasing a couple of lads sat at the bar. “I wouldn’t mind being set amongst them,” I teased. “Ha! You wouldn’t stand a chance. They’d eat you up and spit you out,” Tanya laughed. Mr and Mrs Athlete stood to leave the bar. As they brushed by Tanya, Mr Athlete accidentally tapped Tanya’s elbow as she was about to take a sip of her drink – it spilled all over her white cotton summer dress. “Oh, I’m, I’m sorry,” apologised Mr Athlete, trying to wipe Tanya’s drink from her dress. Tanya didn’t know how to react to the shock of having an ice-cold beer poured down her cleavage. Her nipples stood instantaneously as the cold liquid cascaded over her breasts and onto her lap. Mr Athlete’s attempt at mopping up the spill resulted in him gently brushing his hand against Tanya’s breasts – I don’t think he realised at first what he had done. Tanya, as quick as a flash retorted, “Hey, you can spill my drink over me anytime as long as you’re prepared to mop it up!” Apologising again, and looking extremely embarrassed, he offered to buy us another drink. “Why don’t you join us,” I asked as Tanya started lifting the material away from her flesh, trying to air it but succeeding only to give anyone who happened to look, and I think most of the bar was looking, an eyeful of her breasts and erect nipples. Erik and Joli were from Finland. They were former national gymnastic champions and were former members of Finnish Olympic Team, six years earlier. They had come to Thailand to chill out after three years of working in Saudi Arabia for a state school, teaching rich Arab kids how to vault wooden boxes. “How long have you guys been married,” Tanya asked after noticing Joli wasn’t wearing a wedding band. “We are not married, we are brother and sister,” answered Joli. “We are very close,” added Erik as he sipped the top off his beer and settled down, placing Tanya’s replacement drink. There was something in the way Erik and Joli interacted. It was closer than brother/sister. After an hour’s conversation, they asked us if we would like to join them for dinner that evening at their hotel. We accepted and waved as we watched them leave the bar. The backpackers were still teasing the lads at the bar, and were now very drunk. “Let’s head back for an hour or two to relax on the beach,” I said as I took Tanya’s arm, helping her stand. *** Walking along the beach, the bright sunlight highlighted her stained dress, “That’s gonna take some washing,” I told her as we skirted the shore, the small waves lapping at our feet. “Washing? You got to be kidding me,” she replied as she playfully thumped my stomach and ran for the water. Tanya cast off her sandals then took a dive, completely plunging herself in the warm, salty water. She slowly waded through the water back towards me. The stain had all but gone, but the water had made her dress almost transparent revealing her black g-string. She looked like an angel as she picked up her sandals and walked up to me. Tanya kissed me passionately and I could feel my cock begin to swell. She hadn’t realised that everyone on the beach could see the dark circled areole surrounding her large erect nipples, and the black underwear through the clinging wet fabric. “Let’s get back to the hotel,” I whispered in her ear. We sauntered along the beach; barefoot, the hot sand giving way to our footprints that were systematically washed out by the waves as they gently kissed the sand. Every male along the 500-yard walk turned his head to watch Tanya pass by. She knew exactly what she was doing and loved it as every pair of eyes burned into her body. I was content, knowing she was all mine, and that I could share with whomever I pleased – if I wanted to – and Tanya would do exactly as I asked. At last, I struggled to hold back the second erection in weeks. *** I opened our door knowing that this was it; this was our sex life getting back on the rails. Whoohoo! I helped Tanya out of her damp dress. It had stuck to every nook and cranny of her shapely body. She lifted her arms above her head as I raised the hem up to reveal her g-string, her belly button, her breasts and finally her smiling face. Tanya knelt in front of me and pulled down my shorts. My cock sprang out, slapping her face, leaving a thin trail of pre-cum that she quickly wiped with a finger and tasted. The Tanya took hold of my cock, and slowly pulling back on the foreskin, took in the musky odour as the helmet, damp and sticky, was revealed. She extended her tongue and teased the eye of my cock, then run her tongue down the entire length of its shaft, finally taking my balls into her hot mouth. I laid back on the bed and let her play with my hardness. Her head moved up and down slowly, her mouth slurping with each stroke. I could feel my balls tighten at the onset of an orgasm and quietly gave Tanya some pre-warning. “Wait,” she demanded quietly as she ran into the bathroom returning with a small bottle that had once held nail varnish remover. “I want you to fill this,” she ordered. “I’m going to get this bottle filled and then, I’m going to use it as a massage lotion. I read, at work, that semen is good for the complexion.” She licked her lips, gave me a kiss, and then went down on me to finish me off. ”I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” I gasp as a pulse of semen ejected into the neck of the bottle. Tanya made sure that she didn’t spill a drop. “I can see this is going to take some time to fill,” she laughed. *** We showered and dressed for our date. Erik met us at his hotel’s reception desk. “We have a table reserved for eight o’clock,” he told us, “so we have some time to kill. How about a drink?” We accepted his invitation as he led us to the bar. “Joli is just finishing herself off. She wants to make herself look beautiful for our guests,” Erik added. Joli entered the bar ten minutes later. Her blonde shoulder-length hair gently swayed as she passed one of the hotel’s air-conditioning fans. Her deep blue eyes contrasted her silky blue traditional Thai dress. Three-inch heels made her look tall and her figure was the exact proportions. I felt my cock twitch at the very sight of Joli. Erik played the gentleman and held Joli’s chair as she sat with us. “What would you like to drink?” He asked. “Vodka and Coke” Erik stood at the bar, waiting for the barman to finish serving another guest. Joli stood and went to join him; she had changed her mind and wanted a gin and tonic. “God, she’s beautiful,” Tanya let out. “So are you babe,” I assured her. And she was, dressed in her favourite black leather mini-dress that was laced at the side. Tanya never wore underwear when she wore this dress, and with her long shapely legs accentuated by her four-inch patent shoes, she looked outstanding. I had already donated a second load to her collection bottle before we left the hotel. Sitting between these two babes made me stir again. All through dinner, I couldn’t help but think of fucking both of these stunning ladies. We had put away four bottles of wine by the time the waitress offered us the sweet menu, which we declined. After paying the bill, which Erik insisted on picking up, we settled into a booth in the lounge adjacent to the hotel’s bar. In the opposite corner, a DJ was setting up his equipment. Erik informed us that when the restaurant closed at 11pm, the whole place turned into a lively disco and karaoke bar. Sure enough, the lights dimmed as the last of the restaurant’s tables were cleared, and the DJ’s lights began to flicker and illuminate the dance floor. By now, the lounge/disco was busy, and all of the tables were taken. At the bar, people started to gather, and the dim red glow of the lounge-lamps interspersed with colours glancing off shiny metallic and glass surfaces, gave the lounge a distinct ‘70’s atmosphere. Even the DJ played music form the ‘70’s and ‘80’s – Abba, The Sweet, Slade, Alvin Stardust. Corny? It certainly was, but it was fun. We found ourselves dancing to almost every song. People had begun joining in the sing-along as they took the karaoke microphone and tried to emulate their favourite groups of old. I even took the stage and sang along to Mud’s ‘Tiger Feet’. My leg began to ache a little and I started to limp again. “What’s the matter?” Joli asked as we danced to a Tina Turner song. “An old war wound,” I answered, “I’ll be okay if we just take a little break from dancing.” We sat and watched Erik and Tanya twist and turn as he took her hand, allowing Tanya to pirouette and shimmy in beat with the music. “They dance well together,” Joli commented. I nodded in agreement. Joli sat closer so we could talk without having to compete with the loud music. She smelt really good. Her perfume mixing with her perspiration allowed pheromones to effuse through my nostrils. I want this woman. And judging by the way Joli touched my arm as we talked, she wanted more than a little company. “So, tell me about this ‘old war wound’,” Joli requested. I told of the car crash, John’s death, the coma and finally, how I had recently overcome my impotence. Joli touched my forearm in a sympathetic nature, as if trying to comfort me. “I’m sorry,” she told me, a tear in her eye. I must admit, the memories were painful, and a lump was welling up in my throat. I quickly sipped my drink and changed the subject. Joli moved a little closer, her thigh touching mine, her arm entwined with my arm, gently stroking the back of my hand with her free hand. She rested her head on my shoulder as she wiped away a tear from her cheek. Erik and Tanya sat down, taking large gulps of their drinks. It was warm and humid, and they had been dancing for nearly half-hour. “You okay?” asked Tanya. “Sure,” replied Joli. She wiped her cheek once more then, “I’ve got to freshen up.” Tanya stood and accompanied Joli to the restroom. Erik looked around the dance floor, admiring some of the young flesh gyrate to an Abba number. “I need some fresh air,” I told Erik, “I’m just going to take a little stroll to clear my mind.” “Can I join you?” he asked. “No, no. You stay here and wait for the girls. I’ll be back in about five minutes.” The night air was cooler and evaporated the perspiration from my brow. I leaned against some railing at the front of the hotel and watched the street bustle pass by like a busy, fat millipede, wriggling through the dirt. American, Australian, European - all mostly white tourists. Occasionally a beautiful Thai female would walk by with a male companion, sometime two, attached to their arm. In the distance, across what looked like a small lake or large pond, were flashing lights. A van drove by with large Tannoy speakers announcing tonight’s Thai kickboxing fight, between some European champion and a local Thai champion. I thought about watching the bout, but changed my mind as quickly as the thought had popped in. I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I turned to see Joli, “You okay?” she asked softly. “Sure, just needed some fresh air.” “Tanya and Erik are dancing again.” I nodded, “Yeah, Tanya loves to dance; and she hasn’t done much of that lately. She deserves to have a good time. She sacrificed a lot, and put up with a lot, over the last seven months or so.” “She is a very nice lady.” I nodded in agreement. “Yes, so are you.” Joli moved closer and touched my lips with hers. We kissed softly, tenderly. My arms lifted from my side around her back. She reacted by placing her arms around my neck. Our tenderness became more urgent. Our tongues began exploring each other’s mouths. My hands dropped onto her ass as she stroked my back, sliding a hand down and gently squeezing my right buttock. “I want you,” she whispered as we broke away from our kiss. “I want you tonight.” “I want you too,” I replied as I felt my cock begin to strain in my trousers. My right hand moved around to Joli’s breast and I gently rubbed her nipple between thumb and finger. She let out a gasp as I kissed her neck. She pushed herself onto me, making sure her stomach felt my swelling. “How?” “Don’t worry about how,” I told her. “Tanya and I have an open relationship. Our sex life is uninhibited. As long as we are truthful with each other, we are free to explore. And besides, I think she wants your brother.” Another gasp as my left hand squeezed her ass. “Our hotel room is only two minutes away.” Joli took my hand and led me into the foyer. Across the entrance I could see the dance floor. Tanya and Erik were in each other’s arms as the DJ play Neilson’s ‘Without You’. “That’s my favourite song,” Joli said. “Let’s dance,” I insisted as we changed direction and entered the bar. I held Joli tightly as we smooched on the floor. Erik and Tanya kissed, a signal from Tanya that I could do anything I wanted that evening. “We’re going upstairs,” I told Tanya as the song finished. “Wait, we’re coming too.” *** The four of us almost lifted the door off its hinges as it burst wide open and banged against the wall. Tanya, holding Erik’s hand, dragged him onto one of the Queen sized beds and they both collapsed in each other’s arms in a passionate kiss. I must admit, I felt my stomach churn as I watch for what seemed like minutes but was only a couple of seconds. I felt jealousy, and yet, I felt passion, sexy, wanton; hell, I just wanted to fuck. Koh Samui Afternoon After our holiday in Goa where we had our fist swinging experience, we took off in a couple of months to Thailand for a short break. After a couple of days of shopping in Bangkok we flew down to Samui. I am Raj 40yrs, 5'10", 170 lbs. very overworked and very fit. I take time off from the office to hit the gym or pool at 8 pm everyday. My wife Priya is also very fit 5'4", 115 lbs. with a 34b-25-34 figure. She is a 33 fair and with her highlighted hair and dress sense always makes heads turn. We both look much younger than our age and have been told on occasion. She is quite vivacious whereas I am quite the introvert. We had booked a private villa near Chaweng, as we wanted to be near the nightlife as well as have our own private space. The villa came with restricted maid and cook service. The maid coming in to clean the villa for a couple of hours while the cook came in at 11 a.m. and again at 5.30 p.m. We were pretty much left to ourselves for the rest of the time. I had rented a Suzuki jeep to get around the island in case we needed to go anywhere. We drove into Nathon to stock up for groceries, beer and other essentials. We were just about getting into our vehicle a young Thai man handed us a flyer. As our hands were full with plastic grocery bags we just stuffed it into one of the bags and drove off. On reaching the villa we unpacked the groceries and out fell the flyer. It was for visiting massages at your home or hotel, the list included regular Thai, sensual and couple massages among others, a local number was listed for booking the massages. "What exactly is a couple massage, I mean does a couple massage you or do we get massaged together," inquired Priya. "Well it's like this, we get massaged together by a couple. A male would massage you and a female would do me," I replied. "Hmmm interesting don't you think. Would these be nude massages?" she said. "Yes," I nodded, "Do you want to try one." "I'm very tempted," she said. "We are in a totally secluded place and I have no qualms about being nude and massaged by strangers, it's not like we'll ever see them again." I made the call and spoke to the lady at the other end of the line, somehow I managed to book a couple massage as I struggled to understand her heavily accented English. We negotiated rates 1800 baht each for an hour, 200 baht transportation and an extra 500 baht per additional hour. She gave us physical descriptions of the masseur's available; I gave my preferences opting for young and reasonably attractive candidates (going by the description given by her). I was further informed of a cancellation fee of 500 baht in case we did not approve of our choices. I gave her my address and was promised that we would be enjoying our massages within an hour. It was close to 1 pm. we sat down and ate a quick lunch after it heating in the microwave. We changed into our swimsuits, I put on a pair of lounging shorts and Priya put on a rather daringly cut string bikini. Grabbing towels and beers we walked towards the lawn to sit on the loungers by the small plunge pool and outdoor Jacuzzi. We had barely finished our beers when the doorbell rang. Walking thru the house I opened the door to find an attractive Thai couple standing there next to a parked moped. They barely looked to be 18, but then Thai's generally look younger. "I'm Jim," said the man, "From Delight massage I believe you ordered for couple massage." "Ah yes, please come in," I said as I led them thru the living room into the lawn. They were both quite slim, Jim was around 5'5 and Nan who had introduced herself was around 5'3. "How much time for massage?" inquired Jim? "I think we'll take a couple of hours at least, what say you sweetheart," said Priya as she checked Jim out. Agreeing with her I went inside the house to get the money and some more beers. I returned to find that Priya had already begun her massage. Jim had stripped down to a pair of shorts and was rubbing Priya's back with oil as she lay on the lounger. He was extremely skinny with not an ounce of fat on his almost hairless body. Nan too was ready for me stripped down to a blue bikini. She was quite small busted and with her tiny waist and slim hips she looked waifish. I handed over the money to Nan. She placed it in a small bag they had brought with them. Everybody took my offer of cold beer and I sat back with Nan on a lounger. Stripping off my shorts I lay down on the lounger. "Feel free to start your massage whenever and wherever you want to," I grinned. Nan went wide-eyed as she laid her eyes on my dick. "So big," she gasped holding her palms apart. She stared at my very thick uncut semi hard 7.5 incher. Jim too turned to have a look and spoke to Nan in Thai, they both grinned. Nan turned me over and commenced massaging my back and shoulders. She passed complimentary remarks on the muscle tone of my shoulders and upper back. After about 15 minutes of a regular massage she turned me over and rubbed oil into my hairy chest. "Can I take your top off?" I asked Nan. She nodded demurely; reaching up I undid her bikini top exposing her small breasts. Her tiny breasts were probably an A cup. She playfully smacked my hand as I rubbed and pinched her small dark nipples. "Hey no fair," said Priya as she saw me playing around with Nan. Reaching back she undid her bikini top and guided Jim's hands to her firm breasts motioning him to massage her breasts. He obliged willingly, eagerly rubbing oil into her chest mounds. Priya got even more adventurous as she started rubbing Jim's crotch thru the material of his shorts. He now had an obvious erection and his dick made a small tent within the confines of his shorts. Struggling with Jim's shorts Priya finally managed to pull the shorts around his knees and expose his erect cock. He stood less than 5 inches fully erect. His penis was rather thin, like a small-circumcised frankfurter. He let Priya play with his dick and made no move to stop her as she milked him and rubbed his dick against her breasts. Nan by now had reached my crotch and massaged me to a full erection. She had to use both her hands to caress my cock, as her hand would not close around my thickness. "Stop Nan, I'm getting horny," I said as I rose from my lounger and stepped across to Priya and Jim. Undoing Priya's bikini bottom I thrust into her shaved pussy with my oil covered cock. Her eyes bulged at my sudden entry and she held onto Jim's dick as I pounded her. I fucked her hard for a good 20 minutes before I pumped my sterile sperm (courtesy my vasectomy) into her orgasming pussy. Our respective masseurs had continued massaging our bodies even as we fucked hard in front of them. Jim had continued massaging Priya kneading her breasts and legs while Nan took the opportunity to explore my back and balls. I rolled off Priya and walked to the outdoor shower to wash my dripping cock. Nan and Jim both accompanied me as I stood under the shower. I let them both wash my dick and balls and felt Jim's hard dick prodding me as he stood next to me in the shower. I grinned and squeezed his erect cock, which was only slightly thicker than my thumb. His dick could be hidden in my palm and nobody would be able to tell. Jim and Nan both pumped my cock a few times and once again I was standing at full attention. "So Nan, you want to fuck me?" I asked. "Very big cock," she said her eyes displaying apprehension "But I'll try". I asked Jim for a condom and somehow managed to unroll it over my thick sausage. Both Priya and Jim watched as I licked and played with Nan's pussy to make it wet enough to facilitate my entrance. I smeared my index finger with oil and shoved it within the depth of her vagina. I wanted her well lubed to take my cock. I rubbed my cock head against her pussy lips and slowly pushed my thick head into her vagina. She wailed as my thickness started penetrated her. Her vagina clamped tight around my cock. She shut her eyes and moaned loudly, thrashing wildly under me, her pussy unused to a penis of this size. Inch by inch I fed my thick cock into her until finally my balls were resting on her butt cheeks. Only then did she open her eyes gazing at me triumphantly, having taken my entire offering into her tight love channel. I lay still letting her pussy get used to me and letting her vaginal walls generate juices to facilitate any motion. I fucked Nan gently as Jim massaged my cum filled balls and Priya licked Nan's nipples. She scratched my back and bucked hard against me, her tiny body thrashing under me as she squirmed in the throes of her orgasm. I stopped for a few seconds to let her recover and began pounding her harder. She moaned continuously as I pounded her tiny vaginal opening. I thrust hard until I felt the pressure building in my balls I released my sperm into the condom. Withdrawing from Nan's tight love hole I went back under the shower to wash off again. "Come on Jim, enter me now," commanded Priya, as she led him to her lounger. Jim obliged her by rolling on a condom and mounting Priya. His condom cloaked cock slipped easily into the sopping mess I had made earlier in Priya's pussy. He punched away hard and fast determined to make up for his lack of size. "It's just not happening, I can barely feel anything," complained Priya, as she motioned for him to stop. Jim withdrew his small cock and looked positively dejected. "Why don't you do my butt Jim? Just oil it a bit first," Priya said as she turned over doggie style and offered her virginal arsehole to him. We had tried anal sex on more than one occasion but I was just too thick for Priya. She had sobbed with pain when I had just put the tip of my dick into her arsehole. But here she had the right candidate for her rear ended pleasure. Jim pushed an oil-smeared finger into her anal channel and placed his condom-covered cock against her arsehole. He pushed gently, aided by the lubrication of Priya's vaginal juices on his cock. Slowly but surely his erection slid into her virginal arsehole. As Jim fucked her rear Nan and I moved over and played with Priya's oiled breasts and unattended clitoris. Jim pounded away hard his cock slipping easily in and out of Priya's butt. Priya looked to be enjoying Jim's anal fuck and did not appear to be in any pain or discomfort. After a short while of thrusting his hips hard Jim squealed as his cock convulsed in Priya's anal channel emptying his tiny balls into her. As he withdrew we turned Priya over and I pushed Nan's tiny mouth to Priya's pussy while I played with her clit. Jim latched onto a nipple his covered dick still standing at attention. She couldn't handle so much of stimulation and climaxed very quickly. Nan most efficiently lapped up her vaginal juices. We walked over to the open air shower to wash off our oily and cum stained bodies. Priya and I washed Jim and Nan in turn. I had no hesitation in soaping Jim's crotch and arsehole. I finger fucked his arsehole with my soapy fingers and jerked and washed his still erect cock while Priya soaped his squirming torso. We did the same to Nan and once again I explored her arsehole with my fingers while Priya shoved a couple of fingers up her pussy. Nan and Jim made sure to return the favour as they both took turns exploring my arsehole with their fingers. Jim went a step further as he slathered his tongue all over my cock and balls before finding his way into my arsehole. I went weak kneed as his tongue penetrated my tight butt hole. They then washed me thoroughly and then started on Priya. After having washed the oil off her body Nan attached her lips to Priya's clit while Jim probed her anus. Both Jim and Nan refused to let up on Priya and continued their oral ministrations until they were rewarded with Priya's love juices flowing out of her orgasming pussy. We now turned on the Jacuzzi and squeezed in to relax, Nan sat on my lap while Priya had Jim on hers. We both played with our respective partners. Priya busied herself with Jim's cock, treating it like her personal toy. She stood him at the edge of the Jacuzzi tub and wrapped her lips around his fully erect cock while finger fucking his arsehole. She managed to take his entire length within the confines of her mouth. Priya gestured to Nan to join her in sucking Jim's cock; Nan immediately leaned over and washed Jim's ballsac with her tongue. "I want to watch you fuck Nan," said Priya releasing Jim's erect cock from her mouth. We got out of the Jacuzzi and settling on the loungers watched as Jim ate Nan's nearly hairless pussy. I shoved a finger into her warm wet vagina and finger fucked her as Priya helped Jim slip on a condom. She then guided his erection into Nan's pussy, moving my finger out of the way. Jim's erect cock slipped in quite easily into Nan's overstretched pussy. I stood by as Jim bucked hard against Nan. Moving across I proffered my dick to Nan's lips even as Jim rode her vigorously. Opening her mouth wide she barely managed to fit the uncircumcised head into her tiny mouth. Jim fucked hard making up for his lack of size by the sheer vigour of his movements. His rapid thrusts were further enflamed by my wife's lips and hands on his body. He squealed as Priya stuck a manicured finger into his arsehole, and finger fucked him in rhythm with his strokes with Nan. The double stimulation proved too much for him as he climaxed almost immediately, his softening dick falling from Nan's dripping pussy as he fell back on his haunches now obviously spent. Nan moaned in despair as she thrust her hips upwards hoping to find a hard cock for her dripping pussy. Priya pushed Jim aside and latched on hungrily to Nan's hungry pussy, lapping away and licking her little nub. Nan squirmed and rubbed my dick over her torso enjoying the feel of my hard wet sausage against her breasts. I asked Jim to join in the fun and as he latched onto Nan's nipple. Grabbing the back of his head I guided my exposed cock head into his wet mouth. He was able to take more of my cock than Nan had been able to. I face fucked him my balls resting on Nan's tiny tit. He gagged and struggled to get away as I thrust harder into his warm mouth. But I held his head tight and kept fucking his mouth, till I felt the cum rising in my balls once again. Just as I was about to ejaculate I pulled my cock out of his mouth and sprayed my come over Nan's breasts and Jim's chin. Jim held my cock and used it to rub my ejaculated fluid onto Nan's torso. Priya was still licking Nan's inflamed nub and now inserted her thumb into Nan's wet pussy. I reached out and twisted Nan's come lubricated nipples as Priya kept feasting on the young Thai girls pussy. Nan didn't last too long after that. Her young body thrashed against my wife's lips as she reached a satisfying climax. Finally we lay back spent, our sexual desires sated for now. Priya and I went into the kitchen to get some refreshments. We returned with juice, beer and some cookies. Nan opted for juice and cookies while the rest of us drank beer. Refreshments done we walked in together to the master bedroom to shower and clean our bodies of now dried sexual fluids. Priya was taken in first by Nan and Jim and thoroughly washed under the hot flowing water. Jim led her out and helped dry her dripping wet body. Nan beckoned to me and I stepped into the shower letting her clean my body of my dried secretions. My dick started inflating again as she ran her soapy hands over the exposed head. Jim too joined in and wasted no time in attacking my arsehole and butt. My dick became semi hard but I could not achieve a full erection. I was too spent for now to have another sexual session. I stepped out from the shower as Jim and Nan washed their naked bodies. I watched as they hungrily ran their hands over each other, not bothering to join them. I was totally sated for now and not eager to participate in more sexual games. We paid Nan and Jim for the extra hours that they had spent with us and tipped them handsomely. They thanked us profusely stating that this was one of the best afternoon's they had spent, and although some amount sexual activities were included with the massage they really put themselves into it as they had thoroughly enjoyed bedding both Priya and me. Finally we kissed them both goodbye and got our still nude bodies into bed to take some well-deserved rest. Koh Samui Joli pulled me onto the other bed and I soon found myself on my back, Joli laid on top of me, pulling my shirt up and over my head. I reached behind her and unzipped her silk Thai dress. She stood and let it drop to the floor, revealing her firm breasts and royal blue French knickers. I undid my belt, button and zipper and pulled off my trousers. Joli removed my boxers, and then took my cock into her mouth. The hot wetness and suction made me erect within seconds. I glanced across to see Tanya, sat on Erik’s chest, his hands grasping at her 36F breast and teasing her hard, long nipples. Tanya loved to have her nipples squeezed, and several times, she had cum with me just rubbing and nibbling them. Joli ran her tongue down my shaft, letting my balls feel the hotness of her breath. I watched Tanya and Erik as I felt Joli shell out attention on my testicles. Tanya reached down and opened Erik’s trouser, letting his hardness free. She knelt over him and impaled herself, letting his eight inches disappear into Tanya’s wet pussy. Tanya let out a whimper as she felt Erik’s cock fill her vagina, the tip brush against her cervix. I pulled Joli off my cock and laid her on her back. I pulled her sexy blue Frenchies to one side and let my tongue disappear in the folds of her neatly trimmed pussy. She writhed as I let the tip of my tongue brush over and tease her clitoris, then, following her contours deep into her pussy. Her juices soaked the silk and ran down between the cheeks of her ass. I followed the stream, lapping away any evidence of wetness until the tip of my tongue touched the wrinkled opening of her rectum. I toyed with her as she lifted her thighs and opened her legs to give me better access. I stiffened my tongue and probed deep into her back passage. Joli moaned with pleasure as she pulled me into her, her hands clasped around my head, pulling harder with every push of my tongue. I fucked her ass this way, feeling her juices run faster, swallowing that which entered my mouth. Joli shuddered as she reached her first orgasm. “Come up here,” Joli whispered. I obeyed, removing her soaked French knickers as I hovered over her firm body. Her breasts were a 36C perhaps, firm, almost hard with nipples surrounded by large, dark areola. I kissed her breasts, concentrating on her hard nipples. She too was very sensitive to the touch. My right hand explored Joli’s wetness as I inserted one, then two, then three fingers and thrust them deep into her vagina. “Fuck me, fuck me,” she demanded. Across the room, I could hear gasps from Erik as he emptied his scrotum over Tanya’s shaven mound. Tanya then massaged Erik’s semen into her pussy, using it to lubricate as she pushed her fist deep inside. I pressed against Joli, my cock pulsating as I felt her folds wrap around my cock. Slowly at first, I began to fuck her gorgeous pussy. “Don’t cum yet,” she whispered as she pushed my right shoulder, letting me slip out of her as I rolled onto my back. Erik was licking Tanya’s nipples, first the left, then the right, making sure each had a fair share of attention. His right hand had replaced Tanya’s and he was pushing his thumb into her pussy, letting it join company with is fingers. Tanya’s familiar groans announced the arrival of her first orgasm. She let out a stifled scream as Erik covered her lips with a kiss. Her abdomen rose off the bed forming an arch as her orgasm rushed through her body, making her convulse with each pulse. Joli slid back onto me, my cock quickly resuming its rightful place, in her hot, slippery pussy. She rode me like a horse, bouncing on my groin forcing my cock to punch the neck of her womb with every stroke. Her breasts jiggled as she rode me harder, harder, her ass slapping my thighs. Her head flung back as she screamed out and another orgasm shuddered through her. She gasped for air after holding her breath for what seemed like minutes. Perspiration ran down her body forming a small pool where our genitals me. “Ah, ah, ah,” she panted as I emptied my hot cream deep into her pussy. “Fffuck, that was gggood,” she stuttered as she began to regain her senses. Joli rolled off me and placed an arm around my neck as we laid on the bed exhausted. Silence filled the room, sharing the quietness with the odour of sex. In the corridor, we could hear a couple giggle as they passed by the door. Tanya begun to chuckle, followed by Erik, then Joli, and then I joined the party. “Who’s for a drink?” Erik asked as he stood, his flaccid cock swaying, letting the dribble on the end of his cock form a string attached to his right thigh. We drank several beers as we talked, cuddled and fondled each other, and eventually, fucked once more. Joli laid out on her stomach. I pressed on her pussy from behind. Her wetness let me slip in. Her right hand, under her abdomen, made sure I didn’t slip out as I slowly shafted her pussy. Tanya knelt on the sofa and let Erik take her from behind. He fucked her; pounding hard enough to cause her flesh to form ripples from her ass through to her breasts and shoulders. The force of his fucking slowly pushed the sofa across the marble floor. Erik had to occasionally catch up to his prey. Joli slipped a finger into her vagina, letting it trace the form of my cock. I let my left hand slip under her torso, allowing me to grasp her breast. Rubbing her nipple as I slowly fucked her pussy brought Joli to another orgasm, only this time, I didn’t let off and continued to fuck at the same rate, in, out, in, out as she groaned with pleasure, her vagina tensing, gripping my shaft. Her head was twisted to one side such that I could kiss her mouth. We tongue wrestled as we kissed passionately. My right hand took her hand’s place and I teased her clitoris. Here groans became screams as I continue with the constant rhythm. “Ah, ah, ah, yes, yes, yeeessss,” she climaxed again, only this time she almost force my cock out of her pussy, her orgasm was so intense. “Oh, oh, oh, oh, please stop, I can’t take anymore, please, please,” Joli pleaded. “You sure?” I asked softly. “Please, please, I’m sorry, I just can’t handle so much, oh, oh, please.” I knelt above her. Looking down, her pussy gaped open, visually throbbing; her juices stained the bed sheet. She was literally and physically fucked. “There’s room for one over here,” Tanya announced. Tanya had straddled Erik’s cock as he sat on the sofa. I placed the tip of my cock at her opening as Tanya pushed back a little. With a little effort, my cock popped in alongside Erik. Our cocks thrust in time; mine out, Erik’s in. Tanya’s moans were guttural now. Her climax built up once again. I felt a hand caress my balls and gently touch any exposed length of shaft. Joli had decided to take a closer look. She pushed one, then two fingers into Tanya’s pussy. It was extremely tight. “Fuck my ass,” Tanya ordered. I pulled out and placed the tip of my cock against her opening. With the assistance of Joli, my cock was soon engulfed and I began to fuck Tanya, feeling Erik’s cock through the thin membrane. I felt Erik spasm as he shot his semen into Tanya. Tanya shuddered as she felt his seed splash her womb. I thrust deep for several more stokes and soon joined them as I emptied my load into Tanya’s anus. By now, we were all shattered. We crawled onto the beds and fell asleep, Joli on my arm, Tanya on Erik’s. The following morning, I awoke just as the sun was about to shine through the thin line that was a gap between the curtains. It was 7am and the others were still asleep. I rolled onto my side and watched Tanya, her hair across her face, her breasts heaving with every breath, her firm stomach and shaven pussy. I felt the need to kiss her, to lick her clitoris, to play with her piercing. I gently rose and crept over to her. Kneeling at the foot of the bed, I managed to prise her thighs apart without waking her. Her labia was still damp, the musky smell stirred my loins. I knelt there, gazing for several minutes. Then I gently ran my tongue over her pussy, resting on her clitoris and her pierced hood. She stirred a little but didn’t wake. I placed a finger into her vagina and felt the velvet of her canal with remnants of the night’s fucking. Semen ran out onto the palm of my hand. I stared at it for a few moments, and then decided to taste it, to taste Tanya’s juices and Erik’s semen. It was sweet, and yet salty too. My cock began to swell. Tanya’s left thigh was draped over Erik’s right. His balls hung loose between his legs. His cock, now a flaccid four inches or so, hung to the left, a small bead of liquid was retained from running onto Tanya’s thigh by his foreskin. I reached out, softly touching the bead of liquid. It was slippery, warm, and tasted salty as I offered the tip of my finger to my tongue. My curiosity got the better of me and I lifted Erik’s cock into my mouth. He moved a little, but remained asleep. It was a strange sensation, feeling his muscle inside my mouth as it slowly grew an inch or two. I figured he was dreaming as he quietly groaned Joli’s name. Tanya moved at the sound but remained asleep. I reinserted a finger into Tanya’s pussy as I sucked gently on Erik’s cock. As time progressed, I was getting more excited. I am not homosexual, but I have often wondered why women enjoy the feed of a hard cock in their mouths. “Go on, suck him off,” Joli whispered from across the room. “Suck that cock!” I turned my head a little to see Joli on her side, a hand on her pussy, slowly stroking her clitoris. Erik’s cock continued to grow, and was soon fully erect. I managed to swallow its full length. I felt a hand on the back of my head – Erik’s. He didn’t object to me sucking his cock and soon he flooded my mouth with his semen. I almost coughed his cock out as he caught me unawares. The movement had also gently woken up Tanya. She smiled and told Erik that it was his turn to repay the favour. He did, lying on the bed next to Tanya so he could finger her pussy – he hadn’t noticed her piercing the night before (how could he miss it?). Erik took my cock and swallowed it deep, the suction pulling hard on my groin. Joli came over to join us, straddling her pussy over my face; I began to tongue her clitoris as she watched her brother give her lover a blowjob. I could feel my balls tighten as I exploded into his mouth. He didn’t swallow. Erik stood, and then crawling over to Tanya, he kissed her, letting my semen run over her lips. She licked him clean of me. We showered, breakfasted, and recovered on the beach for the rest of the day. Tanya and I fucked with Erik and Joli twice more on that holiday. We spent two nights probing, sucking, fingering, licking; everything we could think of. They left the island as we approached our halfway stage. Promising to keep in touch, we exchanged email addresses. During the whole period, we never saw Erik and Joli fuck, not even heavy petting, just the occasional sibling peck on the cheek. Tanya and I thought at first that Erik and Joli were lovers, but after a couple of nights with them, it became apparent that it was not the case. They were just broad minded siblings. The rest of the holiday was fairly peaceful: cold beers on the beach, plenty of sunbathing, late night parties and the occasional massage. We arrived home in need of another holiday. We had achieved our goals: full recovery for us both, rejuvenated sex life and a fresh suntan.