1 comments/ 10781 views/ 4 favorites Philippines Vacation Pt. 01 By: MrsYoung My husband and I recently decided to take a vacation. With having been working so much and me and the kids both in school it seemed like, and rightly so, that we had not spent any really time together, quality or otherwise. I'd come across some inexpensive fares and thought it was a great time for us all to have some time off. School breaks were coming up and he had built up so much vacation time we discussed it and thought it was a good time to go back to the Philippines and reconnect. Plus there was the bonus of getting to visit family we hadn't seen in forever. I called to make the reservation, we would be traveling in May during both of our birthdays, s and called home to tell them we were coming. The kids were excited to go, they wanted to stay with my family and spend time with their cousins and aunts and uncles. My husband and I, my husband especially, needs a bit more comfort so we found a nice condo with those things he likes, like hot water and air conditioning...lol.. Curiosity got the better of me, so I started looking around a bit more. I came across several cheap vacation packages, so we would have vacations in the vacation. We would get to do a little more than just lay around the condo. My husband objected a bit. He wanted to just lay around the condo, but eventually relented. I found one package for a resort on one of the islands, Palawan, it is one of the tourist destinations. Just beautiful everything and resorts-a-plenty.. It sounded nice, the pictures looked great, so I went ahead and booked it. I also came across a hotel, it wasn't that far away from where the condo was so it seemed a bit too silly. But, the pictures of these beautiful rooms with these huge aquariums. My naughty sense started tingling and I thought about getting fucked in those rooms. I don't know why, but it was turning me on a lot. I grinned until my cheeks hurt. As our travel date got closer something came up at work for my husband. We were going to have to change his reservation. He would come out a week later than us. The upside was we got to extend our stay since it was his vacation time we were using and it wouldn't start until he got there. The kids and I would go out the week before. I would get them settled and get our condo taken care of, then pick him up at the airport. Funny story, we had tried that a few years ago, but missed each other at the airport, so he panicked and jumped in a cab armed with only the barest bit of knowledge where we were staying. He spent several hours in the back of that cab, after that long plane flight, but to the cabbies credit they found the place. If I haven't mentioned it, traffic in the Philippines can be horrible, it can take you hours to go 20 feet. I exaggerate, but not by much. We have since learned our lessons and when these situations arise are armed with all the information we need to find each other. Travel day came. He dropped us off at the airport. We flew on a really long flight, we arrived tired, but we got there. My family picked us up at the airport and we spent the night at their house. I went and signed the papers for the condo and got settled in there. I called him and we video chatted and I walked the laptop around and showed him the condo. He threw me on the bed and had his way with me. That week was pretty much the same. I spent time catching up with my family and the kids, reconnecting with my roots. I relaxed and decompressed getting things ready for his arrival. The week went by quickly and the morning of his arrival I woke up early and got myself to the airport early to wait for his plane to come in. All went well. We found each other easily, preparing ahead of time made all the difference in the world. The condo wasn't too far away from the airport, so we would be home in a jiffy. I mentioned how bad traffic can be right? Well it was worse. He does not travel well and was sooo tired. Traffic was just locked up and moving slowly, but half an hour passed, then an hour. We were both tired of sitting in the back of that cab. Tho I have to admit it was nice. We were just sitting there, he had his arms around me and I had my head against his chest. I felt his chest move up and down and I listened to him breathe. He squeezed me tight and I heard him start talking. He was making small talk about the week and what we were going to be doing. He squeezed me tight again and pulled me closer to him. He kept talking and I was answering him back, just passing the time. I thought. He was stroking my upper arm at first, then down to my lower. He made his way down my side to the side curve of my ass then further down my jeans to my thigh, then back up again. He did that a couple of times and each time I felt a slightly different nuance to it. The second time, on the way back up my body he tugged at the bottom of my shirt and slid it up a bit. Then again on the way back his fingers were touching my skin. Then his fingers were under my shirt stroking my tummy. His fingers made their way to the waist of my jeans, then again and his fingers were inside the waist of my jeans. Each time he was testing me a bit more to see how far I'd let him go. I wanted to see how far he would go. I have to say I was surprised how nimble his left hand is considering he is right handed. Successively he unbuttoned my jeans, then unzipped them, then fingered the waistband of my panties before sliding his hand into them. I shifted my body around to give him a bit better access. This wasn't going to be such a bad ride after all. I had my head in his lap at this point. I kept looking up at the rear-view mirror to see if the driver suspected anything. If he did he didn't let on. My husband's hand was working my pussy slowly. Stroking my clit, pulling my lips apart with his fingers, sliding down further, then back up. Oh fuck yes. I was soaked. People in cars all around us, the cabbie about a foot in front of me. My head in my husband's lap and I could feel how hard he was against my cheek. He was stroking me faster almost daring me to make a sound and I was desperately trying not to. I started panting, I wanted his cock. I had my hand next to my cheek and started to slowly claw at his jeans. He slide two fingers inside of me and all but used them to pull me up a bit so he could get deeper inside me. I looked up and saw him grinning. Oh the cheeky bastard. He looked down at me and smirked, I felt his fingers slide out then back in, my pussy squeezed down tight. He kissed me on the side of my head and then started finger banging the shit out of me. I put my mouth over the bulge in his jeans and panted. For the better part of the next hour he fingered the fuck out of me taking it from me over and over and over. I came and came and came and i choked back every fucking moan and every fucking scream. By the time we reached the condo my panties were soaked and the front of my jeans were soaked. I was soooo fucking weak. When the taxi driver started talking to me I could only take a deep breath and kept my voice as steady as possible. Soooo fucking weak. As we drove up, we shifted ourselves, he pulled his fingers out of me and showed me how wet they were then discreetly licked them. He just grinned that fucking grin. We both looked down to see the front of my jeans and laughed. He slipped his sweatshirt off and over my head. His shirts are like dresses on me, so it covered up all signs of our...small talk. We got in the elevator and made our way up. He grabbed me and kissed me reaching down and squeezing my ass. Mmmmm...if the ride and been longer I'd have pulled his cock out and sucked him until he couldn't move...lol..The elevator doors opened and we got to our condo. Unlocked the door dropped his bags and almost instantly I felt his arms around me again. He squeezed for an instant hugging me tight, then his hands went straight down to my waist. He pulled my hips back into him and I could feel how hard he still was for me. His hands shot around to the front of my jeans and had them around my ankles in a second. The next second found myself being bent over the dining room table. It wasn't a huge table just next to the wall, that, fortunately, had a large mirror mounted on it. I watched him behind me. The feverish sound of him unbuttoning his pants, that hurried sound of the zipper, then the whoosh sound of his pants going to the floor. My pussy was still so fucking wet. His hands were on my hips one instant, then I felt him slap my ass and I squealed. He used his thumbs to pull me apart and back and then I felt it. Yesssssss, the tip of his cock was there and then FUUCCKKK YESSS he was inside me stretching me out. His fingers dug into my hips and he stuffed his cock in me deep, making me take every fucking inch. He picked up the pace and his balls were slapping my clit. Harder and fucking harder. Deeper. I didn't have to hold back anymore and I let go. I moaned and growled and begged. "You like that cock don't you?! Yessss..this tight fucking pussy." "Yesss...Yess...ohhh fuck yesss...plleeeasssee" "You need this shit don;t you you little slut. You need daddy to fuck you like this!" "AHHHHHH!! Plleeaasseee...ohhh fucckkk pleeaaSSSEE!" He pounded my poor little pussy harder and fucking harder and I grabbed the edges of the table bucking and grinding my hips. I watched that motherfucker work for me in the mirror. Turning bright red as his stuffed that dick into me huffing and puffing. The sounds of our animalistic profanity, the crack of my ass being slapped, and the wet sound of my pussy being pounded filled the condo. I don't know if we had neighbors, but if we did they got an earful. Fuck it they probably needed it. I felt his dick get just that bit harder inside of me, stretching me out just a bit more. He got quiet except for the sound of his marathon breathing and I felt his fingers clamp down harder on my hips. He slammed into me a few more times. "Yes baby that's it, give it to me, fuck me. Come on. Cum inside me! Come on motherfucker fuck that goddamn pussy. You'd better own that fucking shit!" I came. He came. We both screamed. His cum flooded me. It was dripping down my thighs. He collapsed on the floor with his jeans around his ankles. I collapsed on the table unable to move. We both just lay where we were for a moment and started giggling. I turned my head and was able to see him laying on the floor not moving except for his chest pumping up and down trying to regain his wind. I laughed seeing his cock still standing straight up throbbing for me still wet with cum. HIs shirt was drenched in sweat. Yesssssss, that's my baby. My poor pussy was all stretched out. I felt the cum running down my thighs. I couldn't move off the table, only lay there still shaking. I was all sweaty, my clothes still sticking to me. I want to take as shower, but the shower was sooooo far away on the other side of the room and this table was sooo comfortable. I was the first one able to move, slowly, but I was able to move. I shuffled the shuffle of the fresh fucked and sore to the bathroom. I passed out on the floor for a bit, but by the time I got to the bathroom, got my clothes off, and into the shower he was wobbling in behind me. "You were just going to leave me there? I couldn't have been dead on the floor, but nooo you just left me there. See how you are!" "You were fine. If not there's life insurance. Plus the return tickets are already paid and my name is on the credit cards." We both laughed. Our clothes left where they lay on the floor, we got in the shower and weakly started washing each other off. We got all soapy and stood under the hot water holding each other for a bit. It felt sooo good to be this close to each other after what seemed like so long. Then I felt it. He was getting hard again. It was growing and pushing into my tummy. Then almost imperceptibly I felt him start pushing it forward. I pushed him back and bit and grabbed his cock on my hand. "Seriously?!!" I squeezed his cock in my hand and he wobbled. "Baby I want nothing more than to screw your gorgeous brains out again in this shower, but I just got off the plane, spent 2 hours in a taxi and then spent however many hourssss fucking you just then. I need to rest and sleeeeeepppp." "HOURS fucking me?" "It felt like hours,plus the taxi counts as foreplay." he chuckled weakly. I stroked his cock a few more times to make sure it was good and clean. He moaned for me. We toweled off and stumbled into the bedroom where we proceeded to pass out for several hours. Luckily I had stocked the place with food already so when we woke up in the middle of the night there was food for us to eat. We ate and talked and we cuddled and we fucked some more and we passed out and ended up sleeping until noon the next day. We didn't realize it then, but this just set the tempo for the rest of our vacation. tbc Philippines Vacation Pt. 02 Sooo, our first night together was uneventful...lol.. Our resort vacation wasn't for a few days, so we spent the next couple of days relaxing. We caught up with family and spent time with the kids. Shopping, eating out (yeah he ate me out every chance he got...shh!), reconnecting with the city. Lounging in bed, watching the sun come up, naps a-plenty. Travel day came for us again. I packed light. It would only be for a few days, so I packed a few bikinis, some shorts, t-shirts, sandals. Pretty much the same for him, sans bikinis, we'd tried that, they don't fit him. Shhh! Hahaha! The trip to the airport was ridiculously long considering the distance, and uneventful, ahem. The plane ride took about half an hour to reach the island. We waited at the airport for an hour for the resort shuttle to leave, as it had to wait for everyone with a reservation. The weather was beautiful. This area was already more lush and green than what you;re used to in the city. The air was cool and crisp. It was hard not to want to fall asleep on the bench. We finally loaded up into the shuttle for another half an hour trip to this souvenir strip mall. They said we were running ahead of schedule, so had to burn some time. The reality was they probably had some deal with, or were related to, the owners, so stop and have people spend money. That was another half an hour wait. We picked up some tshirts and trinkets as gifts. Then back in the van and another half an hour trip, this time to a mall. In hindsight I'm glad we stopped. We grabbed things we couldn't take on the plane. We did some window shopping. This safari was getting longer, we were getting tired, and bored. I'd just worn a bikini under a pair of shorts and a tshirt. As we walked around we started getting friskier. He was squeezing me and kissing me, grabbing my ass when no one else was looking. It was almost time to go again and we made a quick bathroom stop. Before I went in he dared me to take off my bikini bottoms for the rest of the journey. Well, who am I to deny manifest destiny? lol... I took them off while I was in the bathroom and slipped them in my purse. I walked out and he was waiting for me in the hall. He looked at me with raised eyebrows and I pulled my shorts to the side to show him my sweet shaved little pussy. He just grinned and leaned over to kiss me. His hand went down quickly to stroke me then we left to get back on the shuttle. He slid his hand to the inside of my thigh while we started driving. I wasn't sure what he had planned and started to get a little wet thinking about it, but his hand stayed where it was, other than the occasional squeeze or stroke. Another half an hour, they must have this timed for efficiency or torture, I'm not sure which, but it was another half an hour, We were in what seemed to be a residential area in a two lane road. I have to say again everything was so green, it was just beautiful. The houses, if you want to call them that, were little more than almost shacks. Life out here was very simple. We pulled over to the side of the road in front of a small building. This turned out to be the resort office, we went in and paid for everything. We were already close to the water. From between the building you could see the pontoon boats. There was one small one, it kind of freaked my husband out. He wanted to make sure we weren't taking that. He wasn't aware we were going to be taking a boat anywhere. I think I mentioned he doesn't travel well? We piled back n to the shuttle anticipating our next 30 minutes, when we were pleasantly surprised to find it only took a minute for them to drive us to the end of the road where the boats were. It was a concrete pier with about 10 or 15 boats lined along the shore. Long pontoon boats that would seat around 50 people each. Each boat, or two, was for a different resort island we found out. We unloaded our luggage and were shown to our boat. We walked across the gangplank and stowed our luggage up front. They handed us life jackets and we picked a seat. The seats were, more or less, those fairly study plastic patio benches. There were wood blocks nailed down around the feet to keep them from shuffling around. It was about 20 minutes or so before everyone was boarded and seated and we were ready to get underway. That's when we learned it would be around an hour cruise until we got to the island. All the travelling had already made us tired, but that just made us say fuuuuuccckkk. You don't realize how long an hour is until you're out in the middle of nowhere. Literally, the first part of our cruise took us by land forms and what not, but after about 20 or 30 minutes, I lost track of time, we were on open water. That can be a bit unnerving when you're in a boat and you can;t see land anymore. The horizon of the sky met the water, that's all there was. I was having "come to God" moments just praying nothing happened. I remember having one epiphany tho. The water wasn't blue, it was the reflection of the blue sky in the water that made it blue.I was quite proud of myself for that realization of the moment. The clouds reflecting in the mostly still waters was hypnotic and really beautiful. Then it got monotonous. How much longer? Jeezus. C'mon now..We had already been out for God knew how long and it just seemed to drag on...and on...and on...Enough beauty already let's get there! I looked and could see the impatience on my husbands face as well. He had also had enough of the warm winds whipping past his face and the beautiful reflection f the clouds on the water. He noticed me looking at him and looked at me and smiled. He leaned down to kiss me. A bunch of the people around us had fallen asleep, which didn't sound like a bad idea. Tho the plastic benches aren't exactly conducive to sleep. Kudos to those that can apparently sleep anywhere. My husband put his arm around my shoulder and gave me a squeeze. He kissed me on the side of my head then reached down and rubbed my tummy. His hand came to rest on my thigh. He was looking out over the water when I noticed the smallest of smirks on his face. He patted my thigh again, then again. He rubbed my leg, then stroked it a bit, then a bit more. Mhmmm, I knew where this was leading. I looked around and people were either asleep, staring out over the water or otherwise occupied. His hand moved up my thigh to the leg of my shorts. He played with the hem on the leg of my shorts for a moment before starting to stroke the crease of my leg. His finger forced its way into my crease and he stroked it for a moment. He faux violated the crease, finger fucking it and trying to keep himself from smiling too wide. His fingers moved into my shorts to stork my freshly shaved area, they were so soft. I didn't fight it. My legs spread a bit wider for him and I slid my hips forward a bit. His hand was completely inside my shorts now, i had this obscene bulge in my shorts to anyone who looked. He started stroking my slit, working my clit, spreading me apart and running his fingers down the smooth pink of my pussy. I shifted my body a bit to face the side of the boat and leaned my head back against my chest. My legs spread a little wider and I let him work his magic. I started out over the water watching the waves and feeling the spray come up from the side of the boat.The clouds were rolling in the sky creating abstract images in the waves. He stroked and stroked. I got wetter and wetter. He entered me first with one finger. he pushed it in deep and I clenched squeezing it tight inside of me. I felt myself fall back into him. He was working it in and out, fucking me slowly at first. His other fingers were pulling me open. He was being methodical. Fucking me to the motion of the boat.The boat went up and he pulled out, the boat came back down...splash...and he went back in. Up, down, splash, in, out, splash. One finger became two and I gasped a bit. My back arched and I started to shake a bit. My pussy was quivering. I saw land start to appear on the horizon in front of us. People started to rouse from their sleep, but he wasn't letting up. He started getting more aggressive, fucking the shit out of my poor little pussy. He could have been less conspicuous if he had bent me over the side of the boat and just stuffed his cock in me. Actually, that thought did cross my mind and I kind of liked it...lol... Islands started getting closer. We could see boats on beaches and people walking across them. I started cumming. Oh fuck I started cumming. I was taking deep shallow breaths to keep myself from screaming. I felt the waves running through my body in time with the boat. My vision blurred and all I could hear was the splashing of the waves. Splash. Splash. Splash. Please God I want to scream, don't let me. I grabbed his hand and pushed my hips up to grin into it a bit. I pushed back against him hard and held my breath until the orgasms subsided. My pussy was squeezing his fingers like a trap. I could feel my cum flowing. He held me tight until I felt myself go limp. I felt myself start smiling. I was sweating and the warm air off the water felt sooo good.He shifted and slipped his fingers out of me. Part of me wanted to say "nooooo!" Hahaha. He reached down in my bag and got out a bottle of water and I heard the top crack as he opened it. He handed it to me. I'd been starring out over the water, so weak. I turned to look at him and he was smirking at me. Fucker. Lol. He leaned forward and gave me a kiss and asked if I felt better. Hahaha...oh yesss... I laid my head back against his chest sipping my water and trying to recover. More island resorts appeared in front of us. Voices rose as people started waking up and discussing whatever. We were still another 20 minutes away from our destination. tbc Philippines Vacation Pt. 03 We finally arrived at our resort. The boat pulled up to the dock and we disembarked. I was still wobbly after having my sweet, tight, little pussy so mercilessly finger banged. Lol. We walked up the pier, it was low tide and the smell was, unappealing to say the least. We looked down into the water and saw sea grass and seaweed waving back at us. From where we were the whole view in front of us was less than scenic. The island itself was not that big. The Philippines is made up of a bazillion, don't quote me, islands. You could walk around this one in probably 30 to 45 minutes. Although, half of it was blocked off to the tourists or at least the ones that heeded the 'Do Not Go Past This Point" sign. It was quite genius really that someone thought to put these resorts on them.Lots of beach. Secluded. Spa and water stuff a-plenty. The personnel met us and usher us to a table. They offered us, I want to say fresh, fruit juice and had us sign in.We received our room key and were walked to our bungalow. It was a two unit building, we were on the top. The room itself was nice. It had 2 double beds, double doors that opened out onto the balcony, a walk in shower, a small fridge, that was about it. The austerity of it struck us at first. There was no tv, no radio, it did have an air conditioner tho. I have to admit we were grumpy and tired from the long trip so we were full of NYEAH!...lol..We opened the double doors and our view was of palm trees and the water.It was a nice large balcony with a wooden bench. You could have put a bed out on it and slept out there. We were impressed despite ourselves. We had arrived mid-afternoon, so we showered and just collapsed. We woke up a few hours later and got ready and walked down to have supper. Supper was served in a large outdoor setting. The majority of the workers all seems to be in their 20's. Supper was ok. We were still tired. We made our way back to our room and collapsed again. I woke up to a hand rubbing my back and kisses on my shoulders. I rolled over to find my husband smiling at me. The clock said it was only around 11pm. He leaned down to kiss me. Mmmmm...I love his kisses. We made out while his hands rubbed and stroked me. I reached down and felt for his cock. He was hard, HARD. Poor baby. I gave it a stroke and a squeeze, then found myself being unceremoniously rolled onto my back and my legs pushed back. The tip of his cock knew where home was...lol. I looked up at him, then down between his legs. His cock was standing straight out, red and ready. I could see it throbbing. He rubbed the tip along my slit until we could both hear how wet I was, then he aimed the head at my opening and started to push. He put all of his weight into it and my pussy just gave it. He stretched me so fucking good and I just moaned for it. Oh fuck I love his dick inside me. I love the way he fucks me and makes me cum for me. That dick was so fucking hard for me. All the way in until I felt his balls on my asshole. He started sliding in and out of me slowly. Oh fuck pllleeeaasseee. With as hard as he was I knew this wasn't going to be a marathon, but he fucked the shit out of me. Deep and hard. His weight on top of me. I love this feeling. He fucked my tight little pussy, made me beg and scream for him, until I felt his balls drain inside of me and he collapsed. Heh heh heh. I love it when he collapses for me. He was just laying next to me breathing hard and grinning his biggest, dumbest, happiest, grin...lol. I leaned over and kissed him then got up to go take a shower. The bed sheets were soaked with sweat and cum. Luckily we have two beds. Ha! I was in showering off when he shuffled in. We scrubbed each other clean enjoying the water and the feel of each other doting on the other. These types of showers make sure every crack and crevice is squeaky clean before its over. We toweled each other off the started foraging for snacks. There was no mini-bar in the room. The fridge only had a few drinks they charged you for. You can't drink the water out of the faucets either. Seemed like kind of a racket, but... We found the snacks we had packed for the trip. Luckily we hadn't touched them. We opened the double doors to the balcony and stood there in our towels just looking out over everything. The sky was just clear, full of stars. The moon was out and shining its light down on everything. Just...wow. The bungalow was on the sand, so...right there..sand..more beautiful. There was a warm breeze and the only sounds you could hear were the trees rustling and the water lapping. We sat on the bench and just enjoyed the evening. We kissed and chatted, then went back inside to mess up the other bed. Ha! He got hard for me again quick. He always does. We fucked like crazy for what seemed like hours. Missionary, doggy, cowgirl. Hard and like animals. We went at it like we hadn't be able to do back home for a while. We were like teenagers again. We fucked until we were both sore and collapsed. Thank God we had those snacks or we would have died after all that fucking. Another shower and some time to catch our second wind and he was hard again. He likes to tell me the rule is if I get him hard he has to fuck me until we both cum. Each time he cums it takes him a bit longer to cum the next time. I'm perfectly fine with this rule. I know it sounds like we are oversexed and we probably are, but we love to fuck. We are both just ridiculously naughty and just take what opportunities we can to be close. Sometimes life gets in the way and you gotta enjoy the time when it's available. Otherwise we just sound like complete porn stars. He does revel in how hard he gets for me and loves to fuck me with it. Look ma, no Viagara!..lol.. Well, we lay there for a bit talking and stroking and he got hard again. He rolled me over and licked me for a bit, which felt soooo good, but I had to admit I was just sore.He licked me a little while longer. I moaned a bit. His tongue felt sooo good on my poor tired pussy, it was so relaxing. He popped up between my legs and pushed them back, then laid his cock along my slit.and looked down at me with his eager look. I smiled back at him weakly.I saw it. It started in the back of his mind and crept around to his face. He started to grin at me. "What?" "Heh heh heh." He chuckled. "Whhhaatt?" I just looked at him and knew something was coming. ell obviously something was going to be cumming, but... "Come on...." He stood up and took me by the hand and led me out the double doors on to the balcony. I was a little hesitant at first, us both being naked, but it was so late and the night just felt so good I went with it. He led me over to the bench and sat down in front of me. He squeezed me, he loves squeezing me, and stroked my body all over. I love his hands on me. He kissed me and turned me around slowly kissing my tummy and my sides then my back and my butt.He grabbed my ass and pulled it apart then licked my crack slowly up and down.His hands pulled me down onto his lap and we sat for a few moments, his arms around me squeezing. The night breeze against our naked skin, we sat and looked at the stars and listened to the water. I could still feel how hard he was under me. I listened to him sign the felt him stand up. He turned me around and leaned me back against the railing, wrapping his arms around me and kissing me slowly and gently. My tits pressed against his chest, his hands ran up my arms and down my back. I squeezed his arms and ran my fingernails across his back. I aimed for this particular ticklish spot that makes him jerk and shake a bit. I hit it, he jerked. I smiled. HIs hands traveled down my back to my ass and he grabbed it in both hands and squeezed hard. I did the same to him. His cock was hard and pressed between us. I reached down and grabbed it and squeezed. He moaned for me. I slid down to my knees and took it in both hands. I looked up at him as i stroked it. He was smiling back at me. I pulled him forward a bit and smiled, then leaned forward and kissed the tip of it. The head of his cock as warm and soft against my lips despite the rest of it being like a steel bar. I slid my mouth over it, he tasted like us. My lips wrapped around it and i slide my tongue along the bottom as I took it all into my mouth. It hit the back of my throat before I came back up. I sucked him hard and heard him moan for me. "Oh fuck pleeasseee. That feels so fucking gooooddd..." Yep I was in control now. I slid my mouth around his cock again, one hand squeezing and stroking, my other hand went down to his balls. I looked up at him andsmacked m lips. "This is my dick."and smiled. "Yesss. It's yours baby." His hands moved to my hair and grabbed a handful and he pushed his hips forward. "All fucking yours." I did all the things he loves. Rubbed his stomach, grabbed his chest, squeezed his ass, and fingered his asshole. I worked that dick like a fucking combination lock. Lick, suck, tease squeeze. His legs were shaking for me. He was so fucking close and I was getting ready to feel it explode down my throat. "Wait.wait..." He stopped me and grabbed me by my shoulders and brought me to my feet. He spun me around and grabbed me by the hips and bent me over the railing. I spread my legs and arched my back and waited for him. I felt the tip of his cock pres against my pussy and then he was inside me again. Oh he pushed the fucking thing in deep. I felt my breath rush out of me as he started to pump me. His hands were on my hips, fingers digging into them. He was in me, balls against my pussy, then I felt him sliding out. My pussy was getting wetter with each stroke. I moaned a bit. That fucking cock always makes me moan. He fucked me for a few minutes then pulled out. I was suddenly feeling momentarily disappointed....lol..until I felt his thumb stroking my asshole. Ah, now I know what the plan is. The pad of his thumb was stroking and pressing. My asshole gave in and he was knuckle deep inside of me moving slowly. Mmmmmm...I love ass play. Once upon a time I wasn't a fan, but then he taught me to love it. Some of my best orgasms are when I'm getting my asshole reamed out. There's just something, then there's this spot and.. I will jump on the bed put my as in the air and BEG him to fuck my ass now. Look you know what I'm talking about if you know what I'm talking about.If you don't then more for me...lol... Anyway, he was knuckle deep in my ass and I felt him go to his knees behind me. He slide out of me slowly, then grabbed my ass and spread it. He started licking me from my clit up to my asshole and back again. I rested my elbows on the railing and pushed my ass back against his face. I could feel the breeze and his tongue. My pussy was starting ti drip when he came up and around running his tongue around my sweet little asshole before he stuck it in me. Mmmmm. He can eat the fuck out of my ass like no one and he was tongue fucking the shit out of it now. I stood there and closed my eyes and let it happen. I moaned and begged him not to stop. I felt my body start to twitch and I got goosebumps. His tongue slid out of my ass and he stood up behind me. His hand was on my hip, thumb pulling open my ass, which meant the other hand was on his cock. This wasn't my first time to this rodeo, I knew the drill. There it was, the tip of his cock at my ass. My arms stiffened and i gripped the railing as I tried to relax my hips. He was pushing his hips forward, easing his cock inside me. I was slowly pushing back. I've been asked and yes it does it or can hurt. But, if you've taken the time to warm up it's more like the AHHH..OHHH! kind of pain. Once it's in you and stroking, at least for me, it is something else. But then I've got a guy who took the time to turn me into his little asswhore, so... And he was balls deep in my ass. Ohhhh. Fuck. Yessss. It starts out slow. It goes to deep. Then slow and deep. Yes. Then a bit faster. Yes. Deep. I can feel his balls bouncing off my clit and pussy. Fuck yes. It builds. It builds when that spot starts getting hit. Yes. There. Uhhhhh. Take it. Yes. Take it. My man is taking my ass. He's taking it deep. He's taking it hard. Oh fuck it. He's fucking the shit out of it. Harder and harder. He's so fucking hard and deep in my asshole. Oh my God. I hear my voice hissing at him. I'm trying so fucking hard not to scream. "Yessssss. Fuck it. Fuck it for me. Pleeassseee. Oh jeeezus. Take that asshole. It;s your's baby, Fuck it good. Rape the shit out of it." Forgive me I don't use that word lightly,but in the moment you go with what comes out. You understand. His hands were grabbing my hips hard. I knew I'd have bruises in the morning, but he was riding the shit out of me and I loved every minute of it. I listened to him breathing hard for me. I knew he was working back there for me. He started moaning deep and felt his cock get harder. Here it cums. He started to shake. His moan stuttered. It was that restrained moan where he wanted to roar for me, but couldn't. And I felt him explode. His cock exploded. I felt his balls drain everything they had inside my ass. I closed my eye and felt it fill me up. He went so fucking rigid, then started to come down and I felt him shake. I felt every bit of energy drain out of him and he collapsed onto the bench behind us. I stood there with my legs braced, holding myself up with my elbows. My pussy was dripping. I had cum so fucking hard. I'm telling you there's no orgasm like it. I stood there catching my breath and just feeling the breeze caress my sweat soaked skin. I opened my eyes and everything was blurry. As things slowly came back into focus from my cum induced temporary blindness I happened to glance down at the beach. There was a girl walking away from us. A girl who a couple of minutes ago would have been directly in front of us. In front of us whilst I was getting my ass fucked. It took a minute before my brain was alert enough to process it. But, it was dark outside and we were on the second floor annnnndd we were being quiet. Right? tbc Philippines Vacation Pt. 04 I'd like to continue by saying this. The Philippines with all of its problems is a beautiful country. The people are very friendly and despite, or maybe because of, the poverty level is a great tourist destination. It's also a place that offers anything you want if you know where to look for it. After our last bout of sex we were too exhausted to go on. I didn't mention the person on the beach to my husband. I really just wrote it off in my head. We both stumbled into the shower when we had the strength and hosed ourselves off. Scrubbed the shame off and passed out in our cum covered sheets...lol. To our fortune they cleaned up and changed he sheets daily. The next morning we made our way down to breakfast, both still a little wobbly. Our server brought the menus over, she was a cheery one for it being so early, it was nearly 9 am. She took our order and after she brought the food was very attentive and chatty while we were at the table. After breakfast we made our way back to the room. Once inside, my husband grabbed me and spun me around, he slipped my clothes off, tho since I was only wearing a tshirt and shorts it wasn't hard, and we were at it again. A vigorous half an hour and we collapsed on the bed again. We lay there panting and giggling and decided we had to get out of the room for a while or we were going to kill each other. It was a perfect day outside, so it was decided we go out and take pictures. My husband had brought our DSLR and wanted to take some pics of me in my bikini. After a quick shower and some recovery time we made our way out into the day. We started out in the sand, then moved to the water, then I wanted some pics of the two of us so I shanghaied one of the workers to take a few snapshots of us. I splashed around and he was busy clicking away like Ansel Adams, or some other more appropriate photographer reference.. The sun was bright, the day was warm, everything was fun and relaxing. At the end of one of the piers the resort has bungalows out over the water. Unfortunately they weren't available due to renovations, but we worked our way down the pier and into them anyway. They didn't have doors or windows and only some wicker furniture was left behind. We would find out during our stay that some of the worker bees would sleep out in these at night. It was cooler over the water than it was in their rooms and they had a little more privacy. For what you may ask, but we didn't...lol... However, they were empty now. They made for interesting backdrop tho. My husband taught me a bit about how to use the camera, or at least how to set it on automatic and press the button. We took turns taking pictures of each other which turned into general silliness, at least until the naughtiness took over. Before too long I was in various stages of undress, which wasn't had since I was only wearing the two piece. Then I was posing naked, looking around nervously for anyone that may walk up on us. Then I wasn't so much nervous when I saw the bulge in his swim trunks.I was quickly on my knees in front of him with his cock in my mouth while he took pictures and video. Gotta love video capability on our digital gadgets now. This, of course, led to the camera being set down and me being bent over some questionable wicker furniture and given a quickie. Ahh, video vacation memories...lol... We stayed out until lunch then made our way back to the room to stow our gear before we went back for some food. Did I mention there wasn't even wifi in the rooms? Austerity! The only place you could get anything close to a signal was in the pavilion. A weak signal at best. Anyway... We had the same server, still cheery, still chatty. We learned she had been there 6 months, liked her job, was trying to save money to go to school. She gave us the scuttle on what was going on on the island. Which wasn't a lot. The area behind the 'Do Not Go' sign was mainly not landscaped and where the staff quarters were. The majority of the workers were indeed in their 20's except for some of the senior positions. They worked for about a month at a time before they got some time off. She said a little bit later in the evenings they have some activities in the main area, movies, karaoke, the bar is open. The kids have a Playstation they project on an outdoor screen and play games, usually some of the dancing games. We learned a lot...lol.. After lunch the sun and fun had gotten to us, so back to the room for naps. I woke up after an hour or so. I tried to rouse him, but he was out for a while. I decided to take advantage of the spa area and go see what they were offering. They had it all. A menu of manicures and pedicures and various massages. There weren't many people as I approached. The girls were sitting around talking, but stirred and scrambled as I walked up. I noticed our server sitting among them. She perked up and pushed her way in front of the rest. She was all smiles and greetings initiating more small chat and talking me through the menu choices. She eventually talked me into a manicure, pedicure, and massage. She directed me over to a comfortable lounge chair, I was wondering if they worked on commission the way she persuaded me into spending money, she was quite good. She directed a few of the other girls to do some prep work and grabbed her tray and took my hand and began the manicure. Commission and tips I was thinking. She moved from hand to hand then to my feet. She would do an appendage, then give it a massage before moving to the next. She was full of questions, asking about me and my husband and our lives. It was light small talk, but if I didn't know better I would have thought I was being interrogated...lol.. When we were done with my fingers and toes I was directed over to an open area with massage tables set up. Curtains were hung for privacy and you faced the beach while you got your massage. I was not regretting my purchasing decision by this point. I received a towel to wrap around myself and laid face down on the table She folded the towel down to cover only my butt. I will mention I still had my bikini on, so for you dirty-minded people it wasn't THAT kind of a massage (...or is it? Keep reading...). She started with my back and shoulders then moved down to my arms and hands. She was quite good. I felt myself start to just melt. For the next hour she gave me the full treatment. All of my recently acquired soreness and stiffness was being worked out. I felt myself perk up when she untied my bikini top and even more when she stated massaging my butt and inner thighs. I wasn't quite sure what was happening and I tried to keep myself from squirming, but again...It wasn't THAT kind of a massage. Regardless her hands felt really good. When I rolled over and she massaged my front I waited to see what would happen, what I was hoping would happen, but it was all above board. The voice in my head was disappointed saying, "Awww, I guess it's not THAT kind of a massage." It would have been kind of cool, out in the open like that, and she was a really pretty girl. I wouldn't have minded it at all. The massage went on for a little over an hour. At the end I tipped her, thanked her, and gave her a hug and told her I'd see her later. Yeah, she was cute. You know women will hug you sometimes just as an excuse to feel you up? Noooo, that's not what I was doing at all. Yep, cute, 20's, firm. I got back to the room and my husband was still asleep, poor exhausted baby. I was tempted to wake him up, but thought I'd let him recover a bit more. We still had a while until supper, so I grabbed my iPad and sat out on the balcony and read a bit. As I walked out my mind flashed back and I stood there smiling watching our naughty shenanigans of the previous night. I sat down on the bench and leaned back. I admired and wiggled my newly done fingers and toes for a few minutes, then settled back to read. Cute, 20's, firm. She contrasted, or complemented, my cute, 40's, and not as firm as I was in my 20's, but still pretty damned good. Anyway... The wind blew, the clouds floated, the day went on. My husband finally woke up. We spent some time laying around and reading. The crew came by and tidied up the room while we sat out on the balcony. He and I looked sheepishly at each other when they started stripping the sheets off the bed. We grinned when we had fresh linens again. A relaxing afternoon passed, our bacchanal on temporary hiatus with our urges currently sated. Suppertime came along and we made our way back to the pavilion. Our table faced the main beach. Off of it the water, of course, and beyond was a neighboring island with its mountains. Beautiful. I was no longer surprised when we had the same server again and looked forward to seeing her. I showed her my nails and thanked her again for the afternoon spa. Our food was ordered and my husband and I made small talk while we waited. We had taken our iPads with us to try and check our email and other things. The signal was ridiculously weak, so we took pictures of each other, then I shanghaied one of the wait staff to take some more pictures of us...lol...It's ok they like it. Everyone does it. My people are very photographic...lol... The food came and we ate, our server came by several times to chat and check on us. The sun started going down and the wind picked up a bit. a nice cool evening breeze. Something we hadn't noticed the night before was the sunset. The most gorgeous sunset you've ever seen. The sky was white, blue, with an explosion of orange and red behind the purple mountain. It reflected in the water and the beach was being illuminated by a couple of lights they had out there. It was simply stunning. We sat and marveled at it for a few minutes before remembering we had our iPads with us, so we snapped a couple of pictures. My husband re-remembering he had the DSLR back in the room excused himself to run and get it. Ultimately, he would be too late to catch it, but that isn't the most interesting thing that happened. As he was walking away our server strolled back over. She inquired after him and I replied about the sunset and the camera back in our room. She stood and we chatted admiring the sunset, then the conversation took a lull for a moment. She was smiling at me then leaned in a bit and lowering her voice a bit. She whispered... "I saw you." Philippines Vacation Pt. 05 "I saw you." she whispered. My husband had just left to get the camera and I was chit-chatting with our server when she leaned in and whispered, "I saw you." I froze for a moment. My mind raced trying to figure out what she saw. We'd done a lot so I was trying to figure it out quickly so I could confirm or deny. With all of the naughty stuff my husband and I do it's a wonder we aren't caught more often, so naughty things are where my mind goes to first. I caught my guilt and tamped it down, then looked back at her. "Saw me what?" I'd learned long ago that just because you feel guilty don't fess up to an accusation before the prosecution has presented the specifics. Duh-Dun! Law & Order! She whispered again. "I saw you and your husband having sex out on your balcony last night." "Oh?" And there it was. Oh shit, that was HER walking by? Of course it was her walking by. Things started to add up with all the attention she had been giving us. "I was walking back to my room last night when I saw you two. I tried to keep walking, but couldn't help myself. I've seen a lot of stuff happen since I started working here, but that was fucking hot. I stood behind that tree watching. I couldn't keep my eyes off you" The first thing to pop to mind was...Cute...20's...firm... I'm so inappropriate sometimes. "Is that right?" I smiled back at her. I wasn't quite sure where this conversation was going. As she stood and we chatted, things progressed. The conversation, the gestures, got flirtier. We were feeling each other out, if not up yet, a subtle dance of smiles, caresses, and nudges. Finally, I made my indecent proposal. She would be by our room later. She walked away smiling, I sat grinning, my husband got back too late to capture the sunset or what had just transpired. He was fiddling with the camera and suggested try some night photography. A quick amusing story, to me anyway, my husband told me later. He was trying to shoot some of the lights around the island using long exposures and hand holding the camera since he didn't have a tripod. Now this island, in the middle of nowhere, was pitch black at night outside of the lit areas. Pitch black in LITERALLY not being able to see your hand in front of your face. maybe it was just my eyes. So he said, SOMETHING, which I thought was him asking me to go get something from the room, so I turned and left. He told me when he turned around and I wasn't there, because he hadn't actually asked me to go get something, and expected me to still be standing there and I wasn't, he started to panic. He said he thought I slipped and fell or something and hit my head and was lying unconscious in the dark or somebody snatched me (Cuz I'm so snatchable...heh). He couldn't see the beach at our feet at all and looked the best he could, squinting into the darkness and whispering for me as loud as he could without actually shouting, but didn't know what to do. He got to a panic point he wasn't sure if he should go get help or at least find a flashlight. He walked quickly back to the room and found me walking back. He grabbed me and gave me such a big hug. Poor sweet guy had worked himself up so much he almost cried. Anyway...I made it up to him... We enjoyed being outside for a while. Seriously, it was just gorgeous walking along the sand on the way back to our room. Another night of star filled skies and moonlit water. Looking back, this was probably the night to rip each others clothes off and just have sex on the beach, but we instead made our way back to our balcony and sat listening to the waves and wind, enjoying the idyllic evening. The night was clear, the wind rustled through the palm trees, the sky so full of stars. You never realize how light pollution obscures the night. We kissed, we cuddled, we talked, tickled. We stroked and petted and nibbled. I massaged his cock through his nylon shorts until he was hard. I slid to the floor and took his shorts with me, then perched between his legs, holding his cock in one hand and balls in the other, admiring the way the light was making it glow. Mmmmm. I licked and sucked him. His hands in my hair and hips slowly fucking my mouth. Oh my God, I love his cock in my mouth, hard and warm and I LOVE how he tastes. It's a fucking lollycock. I spend hours licking his cock at home while we lay watching TV or a movie. I worked on him until he wasn't going to get any harder. Stiff, proud, throbbing in an obscene salute...lol. I slid my shorts off and mounted him on the bench. Mmmmm. Slowly, there is absolutely no rush and this is the closest we've gotten to fucking on the beach. I put the tip of jhis cock at my pussy and just let myself fall slowly down him. Looking into his eyes as he stretched me out, a connection that went beyond the cock inside of me. I rode slowly while we talked, chatted, and giggled. Times like these were less about the fucking and more about connecting, but don't get me wrong the fucking was perfect. Plus, I knew something he didn't know and the secret was just making everything more delicious. She would be here soon and I kept one eye on the door while I slid up and down him. I got hornier and more anxious thinking about the surprise. From his viewpoint on the bench he didn't see her walk in. I'd told her earlier I would leave the door unlocked and she should just let herself in. I watched the door opened slowly and felt myself smile and clench as she walked in. She stood there for a minute glancing around the room before her eyes finally focused on me. Out of her uniform, hair down, barefoot, wearing only a bikini top and wrap around skirt. She was gorgeous. She walked forward smiling shyly, her hair did that "gently blow in the breeze thing" and I felt my desire for her build. She came and stood behind the bench smiling wider when she realized what was going on. Her gaze went from me to his cock sliding inside of me. My husband looked up, astonished, then confused. His hands gripped my hips as he pulled me down hard and just lost it inside of me. Somebody figured out what was going on. Lol. Mmmmm. That feeling of hot cum exploding inside me I leaned into her first, and noticed she has the most perfect lips. She was completely natural, no makeup, skin glowing in the iridescent lighting. Dark gorgeous eyes, hair falling tousled around her face. As I got closer and she smelled amazing. I couldn't tell if it was her or perfume, but it washed over me softly making my mouth dry at the same time it tried to salivate. I swallowed hard. She looked at me shyly then leaned in to meet me pressing her mouth against mine. Soft lips. Soft kisses. Just perfect lips like only a girl will have. I felt electricity and an overwhelming desire just gripped my chest. I'd all but forgotten about my husband laying underneath me, his spent cock still semi-hard inside me. Tho when she and I started kissing her I felt him stirring. I squeezed him inside me to encourage it. But, as our first kiss ended, I slid off of him and his cock hit his tummy with a wet slap. I walked around the bench, took her by the hand, and led her to the bathroom. It was a small open bathroom. Tiled shower with a drain in the floor, beautiful sink on one end with a large wall-sized mirror. I put my arms around her and kissed her again, my eyes slid open to watch our reflection. I pulled the strings on her bikini top and watched it fall. Perfect tits, just firm and high, nipples hard and suckable. I squeezed one in each hand and remembered when mine were like that. I smiled at her and leaned my head down to softly kiss her chest. Her scent, jeezus, it was driving me crazy, I felt my pussy just get soaked. I moved my mouth from nipple to nipple, circling with my tongue then sucking. I bit playfully, but the animal I was restraining inside me was wanting more. She moaned for me and her voice, oh fuck her voice gave me goosbumps, I wanted her to moan more. This girl had me falling in love. I reached over to start the shower, adjusting the water, not too cold, not too hot. I undid her skirt and it fell to her feet. No panties. Shaved. Completely smooth. I love shaved. When I say she was gorgeous it is an understatement. A voice in my head taunted me by wondering how I could take her home...lol. She was golden and smooth and shiny and perfect and I felt myself very much wanting her, wanting to taste her, wanting to make her moan for me. She grabbed my tshirt and lifted it over my head. Suddenly I was 20 again, first crushes, excited like a little kid getting ready for bed. Her hands all over my body. Soft lips kissing my tits before they wrapped around my nipples and sucked, making my legs buckle. Fingers trailed down my tummy to my already wet pussy, stroking softly. She made me whimper and want. Her soft hands gently pushed me back a few steps until we were both under warm water. She kissed me again, soft kisses, and ran her hands over my wet skin. I started exploring her curves. Running my hands down her back to her ass, a perfect handful of ass, I squeezed and kneaded it in my hands. I gave it a playful slap and she yelped and giggled. She slid her hands to my hips and pushed me back a few step, I felt the tile on my back. Someone was getting more aggressive. She grabbed the bar of soap and lathered it up in her hands then started soaping me up. Her soft hands felt sooooo good. She slid them all over my body, starting with my neck and shoulders she worked her way down to my toes. Slowly, methodically covering ever inch of me. Her fingers ran between my legs and I shivered. Her other hand slipped her slippery digits up my crack and lingered on my asshole for a moment. My tight little ass shyly clenched under her finger. When I was washed to her satisfaction she took a step back. She didn't break eye-contact as I watched as she started soaping herself up. Fuck she made me want. She soaped her tits in small circles, then her tummy, the soap drawing sexy graffiti on her skin. She reached down between her legs then behind her. I chuckled. She did this movement where she went up on her tiptoes and arched her back, thrusting her cute little ass out and kind of did this wiggle as she washed. I took the soap from her and smiled. It was my turn to do for her. I went over her again. Starting at her long neck and working my way down to her tits. I took my time soaping and playing creating my own soapy artwork. Her arms and fingers, tummy, gently reaching between her legs and stroking her pussy. Small circles around her swollen clit. She moaned for me again. Yesssss. I lathered my way down her shapely legs to her toes. Shit even her little painted toes were sexy. I stood up and turned her around. Starting at her shoulders I worked my way down her back, stopping for a moment to admire the way the water was flowing down her. I got on my knees behind her and started squeezing and scrubbing her cute little ass. I spread her wide and soaped up the cutest, tightest little asshole. The water ran down the curve of her back to the crack of her ass where I was obscenely spreading her wide. I watched the water rinse the soap down the inside of her thighs and I couldn't resist anymore. I stuck my tongue out and licked her little asshole slowly. She squealed and playfully tried to pull away, but I held her steady and continued. She surrendered, leaning forward and putting her hands against the wall. My tongue slid and danced across her ass. I pulled her apart a little further, causing her asshole to look at me in surprise, before I forced the tip of my tongue inside. She squealed again. She was all squeals and 'OH SHIT!" as I ate her ass. I pushed the tip of my finger against it tracing gentle circles as it clenched and grabbed for me. My tongue trailed slowly down to her clit and back up to her pussy gently tracing the pink before my tongue pushed inside her. She was sweet. Mmmmm fuck was she sweet. I reached up and started stroking and squeezing her clit as I returned my oral attentions to her ass. I pushed my tongue deep in her asshole as I pinched her clit. Her hole gave way and her legs went stiff. She submitted and stuck her ass out for me. I rubbed her pussy while I slowly started tongue fucking her innocent asshole, she started moaning for me. Two of my fingers slid into her from behind and she squeezed them tight. Her breathing got faster and more shallow. She started moaning that sexy moan for me and pushing her ass back forcing me to fuck her. Her pussy squeezed my fingers tight and her asshole clamped down on my tongue. She started to shake and lean heavily against the wall, moaning for me again, exploding on my fingers. She stood there shaking for a minute, the water rinsing her clean again, so fucking sexy. She spun around and grabbed me, pinning me against the wall, kissing me hungrily she was stroking and grabbing me like she didn't know where she wanted to start. Dropping to her knees in front of me she pushed my leg up and starting eating my pussy, her tongue was frantic. I rested my thigh on her shoulder and her perfect little tongue was just lapping, her soft lips wrapping around my clit and suckling. Her aggression made me hotter, my hips started humping her face. Her hand massaged my thigh one minute, and I had 2 fingers deep inside me the next. Oh God. My leg started shaking and I didn't know how long I could keep myself balanced like this. I felt the orgasm coming, but I slowly sliding down the wall. She hit my g-spot and I gasped. My back arched and I screamed trying to keep myself from completely collapsing on the tile floor. My thigh pushed hard against her shoulder as I struggled to not fall and I melted slowly to the floor. I felt her soft hands helping me. We sat there on the floor of the shower, warm water washing over us. I had nothing but love in my eyes for her. I leaned forward weakly, she brought her soft kisses the rest of the way. We both looked up when we heard the clicking. My husband was leaning against the sink aiming camera at us, with a huge hard on by the way, taking pictures and video. Best vacation video EVAH by the way...lol. She squealed and playfully protested seeing him with the camera and bashfully turned away, squatting down and washing her pussy and ass again then stood up. I struggled to stand and we turned off the water, grabbed a couple of towels to wrap around our hair and body, and walked back into the bedroom. tbc