1 comments/ 180656 views/ 8 favorites Honeymoon Fling By: yummicreme (This is my first attempt at writing a story from the perspective of a woman. Plase let me know how effective it is) My name's Anjali. I'm 23 years old, have dark hair and olive, asian skin tone. I grew up in North London and my parents are quite religious Hindus who came here in the 70s. I'm not so religious and I like a good time. At school I had a reputation as a bit of a slut. I went with all the good looking guys and was the first girl in my class to loose my cherry. After school I went to college and studied to become a dental hygenist. It was there I met and fell in love with my husband, Danny who was studying pharmacology. He swept me off my feet with his good looks, suave manner and honourable intentions. I was so flattered by his behaviour that I gave up the string of men I was seeing. Danny didn't press himself on me. He thought I was a virgin and wanted us to save ourselves for each other on our wedding night. He didn't realise that I hadn't really saved myself for anyone or anything since I was in my teens. But I loved him and I didn't want to ruin his dream so I went along with his plan. By the time we were married I'd been without sex for so long I genuinely think I could have healed up! But I was in heaven. I was with Danny, who I love like mad and I was horny and anticipated some fantastic sex. I thought the sex would fill my desire - among other things. Danny had planned a fantastic honeymoon for us. Three weeks in South East Asia: Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand. Our first night in Singapore was fantastic. The hotel was gorgeous and luxurious. The room was spacious, tasteful and had a wonderful view of the city. The bed was huge, the sheets were cool and crisp. Danny's always been an early riser. He says that he always attended pre-school clubs so that he could get inside, out of London's cold, rainy winters. He was always the first at the library when he was at college. So, it was no surprise that he woke early that morning and told me that he'd go for a walk around the city while I slept in for a bit. He knows I'm not very good in the mornings. I got up and hour later when I started feeling uncomfortably hot and sticky. It wasn't the bed, we only had a thin top sheet, no blankets or duvet. I went to the air-conditioning control to try and re-set it to something more comfortable. But it wouldn't work. The lights indicated it was trying to take the room to 18ûC - but the thermometer showed 27ûC! I called the front desk and asked for someone to come and fix the air-conditioning in the room. They said they'd sent someone up straight away. When I lived with my parents I'd always slept naked. I didn't see the point of pyjamas. I was sleeping on my own and didn't have anyone to cover up for. When I spent the night with one of my boyfriends (I'd always tell my parents I was with a girlfriend) pyjamas would just have gotten in the way. I certainly wasn't going to wear PJs when I slept with my husband! This left me with a little dilemma, though. I didn't have time to wash and dress and the only other thing I had to wear was a short, lacy satin gown. I decided I'd just have to wear that and put it on before the maintenance man arrived. And when he arrived I was stunned! He was gorgeous. Chisled features, strong chin, dark, brooding eyes and a physique that an acrobat would be proud of. I found myself flirting while I explained the problem with the temperature. I stood by the control unit and explained how it wasn't bringing the temperature down. The maintenance man stood behind me and quickly fixed it. Fans came to life and the air became cooler. But I had been heating up. I turned around and grabbed his head, pressing his mouth to mine. He broke off the kiss and took control, leading me to the bathroom, pushing me forwards over the basin, lifting my gown and fingering my dripping hole. While he did that he undid his belt and trousers with his other hand and brought his stiffening cock out. I felt him inch his cock into my cunt and I pushed back on him, feeling his foreskin move back as I gripped his pole with my cunt muscles. He filled me wonderfully and started pumping hard and fast. This wasn't gentle love making. This was hard, fast, lusty sex. He banged away for about three or four minutes, working his fingers over my clit and brining me to a throbbing orgasm. As I orgasmed I clutched his cock and felt him shoot his cream deep inside me. He throbbed a few times and then withdrew when he'd shot the last of his cum against my cervix. I turned around, knelt down and sucked his cock clean, removing all the cum he and I had left on it. I ran my tongue around his helmet, taking an extra swipe of the goo under his foreskin and told him he'd better go. As he left the room I returned to bed and waited for Danny to return from his walk. Danny came in about five minutes later. I called him over and told him I wanted his inside me. Danny quickly got rid of his shorts and dived onto the bed to join me. I pulled him on top of me as I kissed his face and shoulders, telling him how hot and wet I was for him. He groaned as he entered my slick, sperm coated cunt. He slid in and out, lubricated by the maintenance man's spunk. This excited me so much I came twice and as I had my second orgasm, Danny unloaded inside me. His sperm joined the maintenance man's in my unprotected cunt. This was the best sex I'd ever had - and it was only the first morning of our honeymoon. Imagine what could happen on the other 20 days. I wondered whether there might be anything else in the room that needed help - and whether the maintenance man had an assistant. Feedback and votes welcome. Honeymoon Fling Ch. 02 I previously wrote about how I cheated on my husband on the first day of our honeymoon - and had sex with him ten minutes later. Well, I may have been less promiscuous in the lead up to our wedding, but that maintenance man in Singapore must have reignited the fire in my loins. A week later we were in Malaysia and I felt more horny than ever. Sex with my husband was great - don't get me wrong - he's good in bed and we rarely slept more than a couple of hours straight each night. But each time we did it I'd be thinking about fucking someone else. Anyone else. The thought of risky, quick, intense, animal sex with strangers turned me on incredibly. It made me hot and it made me cum. I wanted more. The night I'm going to tell you abaout we'd gone out to a club. It was mainly full of tourists, business travellers, Malaysian girls and the lady boys. Once in the club we found it dark, hot, loud, sweaty and very, very exciting. There were loads of people, all looking sexy and all out for drinking, dancing and the pleasures of the flesh. Danny and I got some beers and then went to the dance floor. While we were on the floor I noticed a bunch of Australian lads. One of them eyed me and came over for a bit of a wiggle alongside me and Danny. We got talking and he explained that his rugby club was over for a post season friendly with a local ex-pat team - and a very good time. After a while we came off the floor and went back to the bar for ome drinks. We were introduced and Chaz, who was about 6'2, tanned with dark hair was joined by his friend Davey. We found a table and sat down. The table and the seats were very low. I could see Chaz and Davey's crotches in their tight shorts (it was way too hot for trousers). I started to feel a tingling between my legs. Chaz's legs were stretched out alongside mine and his foot started rubbing up against my ankle - though this was hidden from Danny by the table. I was definitely looking for an excuse to get to know Chaz a little better. While we were talking I told them about the digital camera Danny and I had bought in the Duty Free shop when we left Singapore airport. I told them how great it was - and then said what a shame it was that we didn't have it with us at the club. Chaz caught on fast. He spoke up at this point and agreed. He'd like to get some shots of us all together - so we'd have something to remember each other by. Danny agreed to go and get the camera, saying he'd be back in about half an hour. Chaz continued to talk once Danny had gone and then said he needed to recycle the beer. Davey did, too and I decided to take control of the situation. I joined them on their way to the toilets but pulled them out the exit and into any alley that ran along side the club. I pushed Chaz against the wall and pulled his shorts down, freeing his semi-erect cock. While I did this Davey got out his cock and pissed against the wall. I knelt down and sucked Chaz's cock into my mouth, feeling it firming up fast. Davey then came up behind me pulled up my skirt, which was light and floaty, and yanked my knickers to one side. My cunt was lubricating like it was going out of fashion and he managed to shove his cock up me in one thrust. The noisy slurping from Chaz's cock in my mouth must have really turned Davey on. I felt him thrust up into me and swell as he spurted his seed towards my womb. It felt great. As soon as he was done I asked them to swap ends so I could suck on Davey's juicy cock. Davey's cock was slightly soft now that he'd cum but it was still quite large and it was covered in a beautiful combination of his juices and mine. I moaned in appreciation. Then Chaz slotted himself between my nether lips and I moaned again. He slid straight in and I could feel his cock displacing the sperm that Davey had just left there. Chaz was a little bigger than Davey and his cock reached further inside me. The taste in my mouth, the slick, full feeling of Chaz in my vagina and the way my panties were pushed to one side combined to give me a fantastic orgasm. I spasmodically clutched hard on Chaz's dick and felt it slow down as it sawed out of me. Then, I felt it swell and deposit my second load of the evening. I looked a right sight. My lipstick was smeared, my face was flushed and my hair was mussed. I quickly made myself look a little better and told the guys we'd better get back inside and get a drink for when Danny arrived. We made our way to the bar and I had a scotch to hide the smell of spunk on my breath. Just as I was putting it down, Danny arrived with the camera and we all posed for pictures and swapped e-mail addresses. I was still feeling horny. I'd just fucked two strangers and taken their cum in my unprotected cunt while my husband went to fetch a camera. I rubbed up against Danny, my husband, and whispered in his ear that I was feeling horny and wanted him between my legs. As quick as anything we were in a cab heading back to our hotel. I could feel the sperm starting to leak into my knicker gusset. I felt wet and slippery as we went up to our room. I quickly undressed and got into bed as Danny put away the camera. When he got in he strted kissing me lightly all over - heading south. I told him that I was very wet down there and he sounded excited at the prospect. As he reached my cunt I felt myself spasm and he started licking the juices. My husband was licking at the sperm of two strangers he'd left me with barely and hour beforehand! I pulled him up and pulled his face to mine, tasting their spunk on his tongue as his cock slipped inside me and we made slow, sweet love. I was incredibly horny and came again and again as we moved together, feeling each other, tasting each other. Finally, he emptied himself in me - the third load of cum I'd felt that night. This was getting to be a habit... Feedback and votes welcome Yummicreme