3 comments/ 50144 views/ 2 favorites The Year of The Rooster By: evensteven Hot Nights in Thailand (The Year of the Rooster) "God, there has to be more to life than this!" Laurel cried. Steve and Laurel had just returned from a late night dinner party and were getting themselves ready for bed. Their good friends, Robert and Gail Gardiner had been entertaining all the dinner guests with tales from their latest trip. The Gardiner's led a very full life and frequently traveled to exotic locations. They had just returned from Thailand and had kept everyone spellbound recounting their latest escapades. It all sounded so glamorous and exciting. The pair looked so tanned and healthy looking, radiating a happiness that filled Laurel with envy. "If only Steve and I could try something like that" she'd thought, as she sat listening to the adventurous couple. They'd had only one holiday in the last ten years and that had just been a road trip to California, taken before their two girls had left for college. Maybe it was empty nest syndrome but Laurel had an emptiness that absolutely nothing seemed to fill. Laurel often thought of the words to the old Peggy Lee song "Is that all there is?" She was sure the song had been written just for her. "What happened to us?" Laurel asked herself "We started out so full of promise and now our life is dull and boring. I'd give anything to get some excitement into our life." Over the years her husband Steve had never really matured, and even in middle age spent most weekends smoking dope and drinking with his friends. His lack of attention made Laurel feel very lonely and unwanted. "Even our sex life has dwindled to once every couple of weeks. I should take Steve up on his offer," she thought, then quickly rejected the idea. Her husband had suggested she might like to take a lover to put some spark back in their marriage. Laurel had broken into tears, accusing him of wanting her to do it so that he would feel free to sleep around. Steve said that wasn't the case; he had no interest in other women. He told her the practice was far more common than she might think, confessing the thought of her having sex with a young virile stud really turned him on! He even said perhaps she should try a man larger than himself, possibly a black man, as he had heard they were particularly well hung! When she had protested no one would be interested in her, Steve told her that she was far more attractive than she thought. He said lots of young men would kill to sleep with a voluptuous middle age brunette like herself. Also, he told her, lots of guys preferred older women since they were usually much better in bed. Once the subject had been broached, it seemed it was all he thought about, badgering her continuously. Although Steve wasn't small, she had sometimes wondered to herself what it would be like to be filled completely by a much larger cock. "Maybe I should try it," she said to herself. "Try what, honey?" her husband asked, emerging from the bathroom brushing his teeth. I was just thinking out loud about the rut we've gotten ourselves into," she complained bitterly. "Well, you know what I think we should do about that!" he said. "Damn it Steve! For once in your life, can't you try to be serious? Laurel snapped. All you ever think about is me sleeping with other men. I mean we should do something real, like even going to Thailand like the Gardiners. We could stay at a luxury hotel and pamper ourselves. I know it would be scary, but I'm sure if we stayed in a decent enough place there would be other nice people there." Laurel didn't like to admit it, but she had been brought up very conservatively and felt uncomfortable around anyone whose skin color was different than her own. Nice to her actually meant white, though in Laurel's secret thoughts, large black men did in fact turn her on. "I don't know, Laurel," Steve replied. "It might be okay for people like the Gardiner's, but us? We wouldn't know what to do on an overseas trip." Laurel's eyes welled up with tears, her pent up frustration pouring out. "Jesus, Steve!" she shouted. "I'm so tired of our life, if things don't change, I'm not sure our marriage will survive!" "God almighty, Laurel" Steve shouted. "You're the one that needs to fucking change! You're so Goddamn uptight. Just once, can't you let your bloody hair down and have some fun?" Laurel climbed into bed and rolled over to face the wall. "Yeah, I bet you'd like that," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "What you really mean is you want to watch me screwing! All you ever think about is sex!" "Well, so what if I do?" Steve angrily replied. "What's wrong with that? At least I'm willing to try new things. I'll make you a deal, at least consider the idea and I'll take you on your stupid vacation!" "If that's what I have to do to get you to grow up, I'll think about it," Laurel grumbled, "but you just might live to regret it!" Steve was as good as his word. Two weeks later they boarded a jumbo jet bound for Bangkok, Thailand. The flight was long and uneventful and they barely spoke all the way. Laurel was secretly pleased that Steve had booked the flight and hotel all on his own, but wasn't about to let him know. Steve thought Laurel could have acted more excited about the trip, but knowing his wife's short temper, decided to leave well enough alone. When they reached Bangkok they transferred on to another short flight to Pattaya, where they were greeted by the hotel limousine. Exhausted by the relentless heat they checked into their 5-star beach-front hotel, barely noticing the lush surroundings. ****************** Ed Turner, the General Manager, came over and introduced himself, saying if there was anything they needed, to please let him know. Steve and Laurel smiled gratefully, saying they were tired and needed to go directly to bed. Ed looked at her, sensing in Laurel a smoldering sensuality that intrigued him. He decided that he was going to get to know her a great deal better. For her part, Laurel felt her panties becoming quite wet as she noticed the confident authoritative manner he had as he ordered his staff to look after them. Ed was a very tall ruggedly handsome man about ten years younger than themselves with piercing blue grey eyes, and an easy manner about him. All the qualities that Steve lacked, Ed seemed to possess. "If only Steve could be more like Ed," she thought to herself. The next morning Steve and Laurel, still recovering from their long flight, were enjoying a late poolside brunch. Ed, who had been watching hopefully for the couple, came over and reintroduced himself. "Let me get you a welcome drink," he offered, flashing them his warmest smile. "It's on the house! Could I suggest a Mai-Tai for the lady? Steve, do you like good single malt scotch? We've got an excellent Glenfiddich in stock. Don't worry about the heat Laurel, you'll get used to it!" he said, noticing her discomfort, as he signaled for the waiter. Steve and Laurel took to the handsome, personable young man immediately, inviting him to join them as they had their drink. Ed, much to Laurel's delight agreed and sat down, saying he happened to have a little free time. The conversation was fascinating to Laurel. Ed seemed very worldly-wise, filling them in on everything they needed to know about Pattaya. Then with one Mai-Tai slipping into two, and then three, Laurel began to feel quite giddy in the hot sun. Excusing herself, she said she had to freshen up for the evening. Ed seized the opportunity to invite them over to his beach house for a game of pool. Steve and Laurel, feeling very special, agreed and returned to their room to change. The tension between the couple had disappeared in the hot afternoon sun. They both agreed that Ed was a very nice man. Steve had noticed Ed and Laurel eyeing each other with interest, and thought that if he played his cards right, his fantasy just might become reality. Laurel took extra care dressing, choosing matching red silk panties and bra to wear under her tight black miniskirt and tank top she had bought just for the trip. Laurel also took more time than usual on her make-up, applying bright ruby red lip gloss to accentuate her full lips. Painstakingly, she applied the same shade of lacquer to her long fingernails and carefully painted her toenails to match. Finished with her nails, she fastened a simple yet elegant white pearl necklace onto her long graceful neck. She looked gorgeous, and Steve couldn't believe how stunning his wife looked Greeting them in the lobby, Ed called for a tuk-tuk, a colorful Thai taxi. They roared off, taking less than ten minutes to reach his waterfront home. Steve watched quietly as Ed and Laurel flirted, acting as if he wasn't there. She had become quite smitten and despite his fantasy, he became quite jealous. Laurel clung tightly on their new friend's arm every time the tuk-tuk lurched, laughing merrily, and blushed with delight as he helped her step out of the taxi. After showing them around his lovely traditional teak home, Ed called for his maid and asked her to make them some cocktails. They talked at length about their various interests, and Ed seemed fascinated by Laurel. She found herself feeling very flattered and wondered if Ed was feeling as attracted to her as she was to him. "It's just wishful thinking" she thought. Even if he was, she couldn't possibly do anything about it. On the other hand, Steve had said that he liked the idea of her sleeping with other men. For the first time, Laurel found herself actually toying with the idea of doing what Steve had asked. "Besides," she thought, "it's all Steve's fault, he's the one who really wants it!" Laurel saw that her husband appeared hurt as she flirted shamelessly with Ed, and felt erotically charged, realizing how much power it gave her over him. Making sure Steve noticed, she moved closer to Ed, putting her hand on his leg as she hung on every word he spoke. She couldn't believe how much she wanted the suave young businessman! Steve coughed politely, suggesting that they had come to play pool, and as it was getting quite late, maybe they should start. "I'll just bet that Ed's all show and is lousy at pool," he thought. "I can't wait to beat the pants off him!" Many games and quite a few drinks later, Steve conceded Ed to be the winner, and gave up. Although he was a fairly good player, he was no match for Ed. "Once again the best man wins!" Ed laughed, skillfully sinking the eight ball in the corner pocket. As Steve was out for the count, Ed asked Laurel if she would like to play a game or two. Protesting that she played even worse than her husband, she finally consented and Ed racked the balls. "Can I get you a drink, sweetheart?" Steve asked, getting up to stretch his legs. He was becoming very turned on watching Laurel flirt, but couldn't help envying the effect Ed had on her. "No? How about you, Ed? Another?" "Yeah, get me a vodka tonic please," Ed replied. "Coming right up," Steve said. "Since we're drinking your liquor, I guess it's the least I can do," he muttered under his breath." "Oh, I guess if Ed's having one, you may as well bring me one too," his wife said, changing her mind abruptly. Steve had put their flirting down to his imagination, but now wasn't so sure after watching them play pool. They constantly brushed against each other as they played and Laurel's blush was no longer faint. She was quite flushed, and Steve knew this only happened when she was aroused. He wasn't surprised; Ed took every opportunity to wrap his arms around her as he showed her the finer points of playing the game. When he returned with their drinks, Steve noticed Ed had an erection and was pressing it against Laurel's bottom as he helped her make a difficult shot. "Is it just my imagination, or is Laurel really pushing her ass back when Ed rubs up against her?" he wondered. Steve experienced a range of emotions from embarrassment to shame, yet felt strangely excited. He had wanted to watch his wife being fucked, but now it all felt so perverse. A sick feeling started to develop in the pit of his stomach, as he realized his fantasy was really happening! This was moving way too fast for him! "God, I'm not sure I can go through with this," he thought, downing his drink. "Uh, Ed, do you have somewhere I can lie down?" Steve asked. "I don't feel well; I think maybe I've had too much to drink." He thought if he feigned sickness, it would somehow relieve him of any responsibility and give Ed a golden opportunity to seduce his wife. "Sure Buddy, go upstairs, there's a guest bedroom on the right. Oh, by the way, you and Laurel are welcome to stay the night. You'll find my place every bit as nice as your hotel room, and if you need anything, I'll send the houseboy to pick it up." "Do you want me to come with you honey? Are you okay?" Laurel asked. "I'm okay," Steve said, knowing she really wanted to stay. "Do what you want. I just need to lie down. Maybe you guy's should just go ahead and enjoy your game!" Steve looked at Laurel. They both knew he was setting her up to get the fucking she needed so badly! Laurel felt her pussy pout open as she tried to act nonchalant, waiting for her husband to leave. Ed busied himself chalking his pool cue, seemingly indifferent to what was taking place. Steve made his way upstairs, his heart pounding, knowing that he was opening up a Pandora's Box which could never be closed again. He knew if he didn't act they might never get another chance. He had waited a long time for Laurel to come to terms with her repressed sexuality. As he lay on the king-sized bed imagining what could be happening downstairs, Steve listened carefully. Occasionally he could hear Laurel giggle or the click of the pool balls but nothing to indicate anything untoward was going on between the two of them. All the alcohol he had consumed began to catch up with him and before he knew it, he had drifted off to sleep. Steve woke up drowsy, confused by the unfamiliar surroundings, unsure of where he was. The evening came slowly back to him. "God, how long have I been out?" He wondered. Then Steve remembered leaving Ed and his wife alone and coming upstairs. The house was dark and very still. Steve rose from the bed and made his way downstairs to see if Ed and Laurel were still playing their game. A faint light shone from under the door. Careful, so as not to startle them, he turned the knob and softly entered the room. As he stood quietly in the shadows, Steve saw Ed and Laurel, hunched over the pool table, illuminated by the hanging light. He almost came when he saw them. Laurel was on her tiptoes; face down on the pool table with her tiny skirt pulled up around her waist. Her tank top had been discarded and her red silk panties were down around her ankles. Ed was fucking her from behind with the largest cock Steve had ever seen. She was moaning softly, pushing back onto his swollen cock as he massaged her breasts with his strong but gentle hands. Laurel couldn't believe how good Ed's cock felt, filling her completely and probing deep into her. "Sex with Steve was good, but this was incredible!" All of Laurel's inhibitions melted away. Ed was playing her like a fine violin, taking her to heights she never would have believed possible. Every nerve ending screamed for release as her body responded to his masterful strokes. Her stretched cunt creamed onto Ed's massive cock, helping it penetrate deeper and deeper. Seeing the two of them locked lewdly together, Steve stood frozen in his tracks. His cock throbbed as he listened to his lovely wife begging Ed to fuck her. Steve slowly stroked himself as he heard Laurel pleading for release. "Oh my God. Fuck me, fuck me hard!!" she cried, her large breasts swaying obscenely beneath her as she bucked back onto Ed's hot, hard cock. She felt as if her lust was burning out of control and only Ed could douse the flame. "Jesus, I'm coming!" Ed gasped, slamming repeatedly into her. He had had many women in his life. None of them had been as hot and horny as this frustrated, middle aged housewife. Taking another man's wife had always been a powerful aphrodisiac for Ed. The sex was always hotter, but nothing compared to being with Laurel. She was born to breed. "Yes! Yes! Do me good, Oh God, I'm coming too! Oh, fuck me! Fuck me good, you bastard!" Laurel screamed, as Ed's cock reached further than she had ever thought possible. "Jesus! What a horny cunt! Take this you fucking slut!" Ed exclaimed, and with one mighty thrust lunged forward, pumping his hot load of jism into her hungry snatch. Exhausted from their coupling, Ed backed out of Laurel, his spent cock slipping out and leaving a trail of cum leaking from her open pussy and running down her legs. Steve, seeing his wife overflowing with Ed's cum, shuddered as his own load surged and shot forth. He groaned and emptied his load onto the carpet, crying out in lustful pleasure. Looking up and noticing Steve for the first time, the lustful pair came awkwardly apart. After a very embarrassing silence, Ed, always the gracious host, saved the moment by suggesting they take themselves upstairs where they could all feel more comfortable. With their pretence out of the way, the trio made their way up the stairs to the master bedroom. Laurel still excited by what had taken place, ripped off her skirt and lay back on the bed. Lewdly spreading her legs she said, "Hurry, do me again! both of you! I'm still so fucking horny!" The Year of The Rooster Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Hot Nights in Thailand (The Year of the Rooster) Steve looked at Laurel's hairy swollen cunt, its engorged clit protruding with a thick white puddle of cum obscenely oozing out and running down her ass, and felt his cock stir. His wife had never looked sexier! Amazed at how quickly his cock had returned to attention Steve shoved it into her well fucked quim. Laurel's cunt made wet suctioning noises as Steve drove in and out. Locking her legs around him her pussy gripped him tightly as she frantically coaxed yet another load of cum into her belly. "Jesus, Jesus, oh my God, I've never felt so fucking hot!" She gasped, as Steve backed away making room for Ed. Milking two loads of cum into her cunt had felt incredibly naughty to Laurel. Not wanting to lose the marvelous feeling, she squeezed herself, desperately trying to hold it in and prolong her pleasure. Ed put his hands under her bottom and pulled Laurel forward until the head of his cock nestled snugly in the entrance of her cum drenched slit. "God, what a whore, she's fucking insatiable! I think we should give her something she will never forget! I bet she'd love to entertain my friends. Does she like black cock?" Ed asked. "Yeah, the idea of getting it on with black guys really turns her on," Steve replied. Listening to the two men talking about her as if she were nothing more than a common tramp excited Laurel and she pushed forward wanting Ed's throbbing cock further up in her belly. "What do you think Steve? Should I get some of my friends over to help us out?" Laurel couldn't believe her husband's reply. "Yeah, she'd fucking love it, I would too!" Steve confessed sheepishly. As Ed pistoned into Laurel she could feel the head of his cock swell preparing to release even more cum into her cunt. Gripping him tightly by the buttocks Laurel slammed her sopping cunt repeatedly onto his cock as she felt his impending release. She could hear his balls wetly slapping her asshole with every stroke and felt like a mare in heat. With a loud groan Ed let go with everything he had, spurting yet another heavy load into her depths as he pulled her ass cheeks apart penetrating even deeper. Unbridled passion overcame Laurel as she came again and again then with a satisfied moan loosed her grip on her new lover. Kissing Ed in gratitude, Laurel told him it was the best sex she had ever experienced. The lustful pair, completely sated, came slowly apart and they all drifted off into a long deep sleep. The next morning Laurel opened her eyes slowly, feeling as if she was waking from a very erotic dream. As she looked around she saw Ed and her husband seated at a small rattan table having coffee. The young maid was elegantly offering an assortment of rolls and fruit while Ed spoke softly into his cell phone. "Yes, that's right, yes, she's really great. Another thing Tom, bring Lamar, I think he'd want to be in on this. No, her husbands fine with it. Yeah, she's hot; I think were going to have quite the party!" Laurel recalled last night's conversation, realizing Ed was inviting his friends over to share in her debauchery. Treating her as if she were a common whore, Ed didn't bother asking her permission and Laurel discovered she liked him making decisions. He seemed to exert a powerful control over her as if he could read her inner thoughts. A familiar ache started in her belly as she imagined what it would be like to be used by a group of men. Under the thin silk sheet her hand involuntarily crept to her crotch. She inserted her index finger into her well lubricated cunt and rubbed her clit in a circular motion. Catching herself before anyone noticed, Laurel wrapped the sheet around her and rose from the bed. "Good morning!" said Ed noticing her stirring. "I hope you don't mind, I put out an outfit in the bathroom for you to wear today. I'm assuming you are staying?" he asked. "Huh? Oh yeah, I uh, I guess so, if Steve wants to," she murmured shyly. "Good!" Ed said. "My friend Tom, his brother Lamar, and Jack are all coming over later. I'm sure you'll enjoy them and we'll all have a blast! They're American sailors on shore leave and they haven't seen any girls for months." Realizing what he meant by enjoying them, Laurel blushed deeply, hurrying to the bathroom. As she relieved herself Laurel surveyed her surroundings. "Wow!'' She thought, noticing the luxurious sunken tub dominating the bathroom. "My god, it's the size of a small swimming pool!" Her eyes swept the room, taking in every detail, from the intricate carvings on the walls, to the floor to ceiling picture window framing the beautiful private beach studded with coconut palms swaying gently in the breeze. Shafts of sunlight shone down through an open skylight glittering on the steaming hot water and giving the room an almost mystical quality. It looked so exotic and decadent! Laurel padded over to the tub and gingerly lowered herself into the foamy perfumed bath. "Ahhh," She relaxed into the swirling bubbles. "Missy?" Laurel woke with a start realizing she had fallen asleep again. "Missy?" It was the pretty servant girl standing over her offering a tall exotic looking cocktail. Laurel smiled, noting Ed had remembered what she had been drinking and had the young girl make another especially for her. Laurel sipped on the delicious Mai-Tai and thought, God this is probably what got me into so much trouble last night. Feeling the glow from the alcohol she rose from the tub, dried herself off and picked up the outfit that the girl had laid out on a chair for her. A familiar pungent smell drifted in from the next room and Laurel immediately knew her husband had lit a joint. "Damn him, I wish he'd leave that stuff alone, I can't get away from it even on my vacation! Well, fuck it, if he's going to do it, two can play the game," she said draining her Mai-Tai in one long gulp. "If Steve's going to be stoned, I may as well get drunk and feel good myself." Looking at the outfit, she saw it consisted of black harem pants and an off the shoulder blouse, both made from a lustrous transparent silk, accompanied by a sexy pair of black patent pumps." Oh what the hell" she thought wickedly," I've already come this far." She smiled at the irony of her last thought as she put on the pants and top and stepped into the heels. Laurel gasped as she looked into the full length mirror and realized the blouse had two circular holes cut out the front, putting her breasts on display for everyone to see. As if that was not provocative enough, the sheer harem pants were slit open in the crotch, giving free access to her moistening cunt. Feeling very naughty in her new attire, she tottered off to join Ed and her husband. "Well what do you think boys? "She teased, modeling suggestively for them. "I think you look good enough to eat," said Ed. "What do you think Steve? Do you think the guys are going to want your pretty little slut of a wife?" Steve blushed, nodding in agreement, feeing somewhat embarrassed over Ed's control of himself and Laurel. "Say, Laurel how about doing a little dance for us?" Ed suggested, as he inserted a CD into a small built in stereo unit. The music was very hypnotic. In spite of her lingering shyness, Laurel found herself caught up in the primitive beat. Feeling very much like Salome in the dance of the seven veils, she danced for them, at first hesitant, then thrust her breasts out provocatively as she moved her hips suggestively to the music. Having Ed and Steve stare at her body as she danced was good for her ego and she felt her desire beginning to grow. Ed made her feel so attractive! She wanted him to appreciate her and used the dance to full advantage, spreading her legs widely showing all her charms. Laurel was willing to do anything for him, all he had to do was ask! Cupping her breasts Laurel swayed seductively to the music, lost in a lustful fantasy. "God, what an incredible effect he has on me" she thought. The music ended abruptly, bringing her back to reality. Finishing her dance, Laurel sat down gratefully accepting yet another Mai-Tai offered by the young servant girl. "Steve's been telling me you're really good at sucking cock. Is that true Laurel?" Ed asked. Laurel blushed as she sipped her drink; his dirty words making her feel even hornier. She wondered if Steve had also shared that she loved being talked dirty to. "He also told me you're a real size queen. Well I guess I already found that one out," he chuckled. "Well Laurel, if you think I'm big, you should see my friend Lamar. He's so fucking big even the girls in the bars won't touch him! The local girls all call him 'The Black Rooster.' Oh, did I mention all the boys are black?" Just then the doorbell rang loudly, startling her. The boys had arrived. Entering the room they smiled warmly at Laurel, nodding to Steve. Each of them whistled in appreciation as they took in Laurel's outfit. Laurel noticed the three sailors had worn their dress whites which emphasized their black skin, and felt her pussy swell. Steve was right. Thinking of them as forbidden fruit had her creaming in anticipation. It all felt so perverse! After everyone had a drink and been settled down, Ed made an announcement. Everybody was to draw a straw from the handful he offered. Laurel reached out to get one but was told it wasn't necessary for her to draw as she was the prize! "Shortest straw goes first," he said, and Lamar, laughing loudly held up a tiny piece about an inch long. "I win!" he said, "I get to do her first!" Everyone waited, knowing what they were all there for. The atmosphere was heavy with sexual tension "Steve, since you like to watch so much, why don't you give Laurel to Lamar?" Ed suggested. ****************** Laurel downed her drink and waited to see what her husband would do. Steve rose up awkwardly, and taking his blushing wife by the hand offered her to the tall, powerful looking sailor. Laurel felt like a virgin about to be sacrificed as she stood waiting in the sexy pumps, her erect nipples on full display. She remembered what Ed had said about Lamar's size, and worried she might not be able to take all of him inside her. Laurel thought perhaps she should play it safe by performing oral sex on Lamar. The thought of sucking a large black cock to completion had always been one of her favorite fantasies. With a lustful moan she sank down on her knees before the handsome black man. Lamar dropped his pants, taking out his semi erect penis. "Steve, put Lamar's cock into your wife's mouth!" Ed said in a commanding tone. Steve took Lamar's cock and teasingly rubbed the slippery head over Laurel's trembling lips, causing her to whimper in sexual frustration. She pulled it from her husbands grasp and proceeded to service the black giant. The room fell silent as her small pink tongue protruded, lapping tentatively at first and then hungrily licking up the strands of pearly liquid that oozed out of the slit on the tip of his thick ebony cock. Strands of precum hung down, obscenely connecting her wet ruby red lips to his now fully rampant twelve inch cock. "Holy fuck! Look at her suck that thing," she heard someone say. As she worked her lips and tongue over the slick appendage, Laurel felt a massive orgasm building in her loins. She jacked Lamar's impossibly large cock, at the same time cupping his huge swollen sac in her tiny white hand. "God, it's even bigger and better than I had imagined" she thought. Nothing could compare to the pleasure she felt as she sucked lasciviously on the large black phallus, continually creaming herself as Lamar twitched inside her warm wet mouth. Steve, mesmerized by witnessing his wife's sexual debasement, stood and masturbated as he urged the black serviceman to fuck her pretty face. Meanwhile Lamar's younger brother Tom, came up behind and placed his generously sized cock into her. Grabbing her waist, he pushed into her as her lips sucked and smacked noisily on his brother's upright prick. The brothers fucked her mercilessly until they were unable to hold back any longer. With a loud cry they shot their loads into Laurel simultaneously. Ed and Steve, turned on by witnessing the double fucking, moved up and shot their own cum onto Laurel. Feeling the hot bubbling jism fill her mouth and cunt, combined with the copious loads that spattered onto her face and breasts, Laurel cried out in pleasure. Letting herself go she soaked Tom's cock and balls, grateful for the release. Slumping to the carpet Laurel looked coyly up into the lens of a video camera and saw that Jack, the last of the men, had been taping the event. Jack put the camera down, scooped the cock loving slut into his arms, and carried her upstairs to the king-size bed. Laurel sat back on her elbows and waited breathlessly for her next lover. Jack climbed on the bed and pulled her legs apart. Driving his tongue into her mouth, he mounted her and began. The effect of having so many cocks inside her had Laurel burning with desire. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined sex could be so intensely hot! Downstairs, all the men told Steve how lucky he was to have found such a sexy woman. As they talked, Laurel's cries of pleasure came from upstairs. Listening to the lustful sounds, Steve knew things would never be the same again. Still, he thought to himself, he liked what was happening a lot. In his own perverted mind he was quite proud of his wife's ability to take them all on. Ed, again taking the lead, suggested they go see what was happening. "I think maybe we should tape this," Ed said as he picked up the camera and headed up the stairs. The room reeked of sex as they entered. They took in the sight of Jack's heavy black balls slapping noisily against Laura's wet upturned ass as she clutched him frantically, receiving yet another skillful fucking. Ed aimed the camera and said, "You know what? I think we should really have some fun. Why don't we have Laurel do a night of entertaining in Johnny Ng's bar tonight, if she's game? I bet she would love to be a paid whore for the night." Hearing the perverted plan, Laurel came once more, digging her long red nails into Jack's back and milking his sweet load into her sopping, freshly fucked cunt. Laurel was on her way on a decadent downward spiral... The Year of The Rooster Ch. 03 It doesn't really get going in Pattaya until quite late in the evening. The wilder party goers usually spend their days at the beach relaxing and recuperating from the previous night's excesses. Then after eating a late dinner, with their batteries recharged they filter into the honky tonks and girlie bars around ten or eleven to begin the excitement again. Laurel sat at Johnny's bar enjoying the music and feeling the energy. Sipping on her third mai-tai of the night, she reflected on her new sexual freedom. "God, what a holiday this is turning out to be!" she thought, arching her back and displaying her shapely breasts in what she hoped was a seductive pose. Being anonymous in a hedonistic environment was having a powerful effect on Laurel. She felt her nipples grow hard as she crossed her shapely legs. Trying to appear nonchalant she adjusted her sarong, exposing more of her upper thigh. Laurel surveyed the crowd, her heart beating rapidly in anticipation, enjoying her new boldness. Johnny's was located in the raunchier part of town and popular with both tourists and ex-pats alike. The bar was well known for having the prettiest girls in Pattaya. As you could get anything you wanted for the right price the place was always lively and packed with thrill seekers out on the prowl. Ed frequently hung out at Johnny's when he wasn't busy working or at home. After sleeping with her Ed had smooth talked Laurel into working at the bar as a prostitute, taking advantage of her hunger for new sexual thrills. She had readily agreed wanting to please both him and her husband Steve. Before Laurel had a chance to change her mind Ed had quickly introduced her to Johnny, convincing the affable owner the pretty white woman would be good for business. Johnny was sensitive to the fact Laurel was new at the game and more than likely feeling very uncomfortable. He had assured her she was more than welcome putting her mind at ease. Earlier Laurel had succumbed to her hidden desires and had sex with Ed and his three black friends as Steve looked on. She wanted to show her husband she really could let her hair down and have a good time while they were on vacation. He said that she should experience everything she possibly could, convincing her that as they were so far from home no one would ever know. Seeing the effect it had on Steve as she fucked other men had excited Laurel, transforming her from a lonely housewife to a wanton slut. Wanting to make up for lost time she was more than ready for the next step of her walk on the wild side. When the Thai bargirls were informed the pretty farang was to join their ranks, they had welcomed her into the fold. Eager to help Laurel look the part they dressed her in a skimpy see thru white bra and panty set that enhanced her full breasts and soft shapely bottom. To add just the right touch of eroticism the giggling bargirls tightly wrapped her in a bright red sarong that opened high on her leg and topped it with a transparent white silk shoulder-less blouse. They carefully painted her nails and fastened large gold hoops on her ears. For a finishing touch they put her tiny feet in a pair of very high open toed pumps. The sexy heels complimented Laurel's long shapely legs and had the effect of making her appear both classy and provocative. After filling Laurel in on many trade secrets and giving a lot of helpful suggestions, the girls discreetly faded away leaving her to her own devices. As she was the only white whore working at the bar, Laurel stood out conspicuously from the crowd. Being an exhibitionist at heart she felt incredibly wicked and naughty in her new attire and noticed her tiny panties were becoming quite damp. Laurel was horny and looking forward to her first client. Her husband sat a short distance away, watching her deftly apply crimson lip gloss to her full pouty lips. A good looking very fit blonde man in a black muscle shirt approached the bar and Steve's heart skipped a beat. The man eyed Laurel up and down then sat next to her and leaned over to whisper in her ear. Steve saw her blush then smile warmly and nod to the man. They both rose, and arm in arm walked slowly back toward the stairs. Steve felt a dull ache in his balls, realizing Laurel was about to get her first fuck of the night. The smiling bargirls looked at each other knowingly as they watched Laurel about to cuckold her husband with the handsome farang. Her shapely bum swayed suggestively as she led the way, her cunt pouting in anticipation. Steve was so turned on watching her performance he had difficulty getting his drink to his lips without spilling it. His cock started freely leaking precum as he watched his wife take the man upstairs. Mai-Ling, the prettiest and most experienced of the bar girls, noticed and sat down next to him. "You like wife with other men, yes?" She asked. "Yeah, I guess I do," he sighed. The girl smiled and said, "Today your lucky day! How you like watch?" "No way," he said, "it would scare the guy away!" Mai-Ling replied, "Well, I know way we watch without them knowing. You like?" she asked. "God yes, I'd love to!" Steve replied enthusiastically. "You come," she said taking him by his arm and leading him to a small curtained off room behind the bar. The room, which Steve had thought to be just a storage closet, was actually a comfortable small home theatre with a flat screen tv/dvd combo taking up one wall. The smiling girl inserted a video and switched on the set. Motioning him to sit down beside her she settled into a plush velvet loveseat. Mai- Ling picked up the remote and adjusted the sound till they could clearly hear the wet slurping sounds of Laurel sucking lasciviously on her customer's throbbing prick. Steve's cock twitched as he watched her red shiny lips hungrily swallow the head of the man's engorged penis. Laurel's tiny hand, slippery with pre cum, jerked up and down the thick heavily veined shaft. Her gold wedding ring glinted, emphasizing the sordid nature of the act. He watched her nipples become erect as her tits swayed to the movement. Cupping the man's heavily swollen balls, Laurel increased her tempo, urging him to let his load go. Steve's own balls ached for release so he took out his cock and jacked himself in time to the x- rated performance. Mai-Ling moved her head down to Steve's lap and wrapped her warm lips around his pulsing cock. She sucked and teased as he watched his wife bringing the man to orgasm. Steve heard Laurel moan and saw her cheeks swell, filling with hot jism that leaked obscenely out of the corners of her mouth, and ran down her chin onto her upturned breasts. As she greedily gulped the thick creamy liquid he cried out in ecstasy letting go of his own copious load. "Oh, fuck! Oh fuck!" he gasped as his hot ropy cum shot out, covering the young girl's face and hair. Watching his wife pleasure the stranger while he was being serviced by the young pretty cocksucker was too much for Steve. "I think you like lots," Mai-Ling giggled, wiping herself and his cock with a small towel. "Wife being taped, we come back later, maybe watch more," she said, leading him back to the bar and pouring him a fresh drink. Steve slowly sipped his drink killing time waiting for his wife's next act. He was about to order another when Ed and Johnny joined him at the bar, asking with a smile how things were going. "I, uh, I guess its going okay." he stammered, feeling Ed had really come to show Laurel off to Johnny. "What's your pretty wife up to?" Ed asked. Ed already knew. He was enjoying manipulating the couple and wanted Johnny to know how much control he had over Steve since he had screwed Laurel. Steve whispered she was upstairs in the part time room. "Really?" said Ed, "Is Mai-Ling taping the big event?" Steve nodded, telling him they were going back in a while and asked if they wanted to watch with them. Ed and Johnny quickly consented suggesting they all take their drinks and go. Steve agreed, saying that they were probably getting it on again by now. The four of them returned to the TV room in time to see a completely naked Laurel squatting over the handsome stranger's fully erect prick. Ever so slowly she lowered herself down until the large bulbous head parted her swollen labia. "Oh God, it's so fucking big!" She gasped, looking into the man's eyes. She paused, savoring the moment and with a loud moan sank fully down onto his throbbing cock. "Fuck me! Fuck me good!" she hissed and drove her tongue deep in the man's mouth. Laurel was really getting into her role, unaware she was playing to an unseen audience. The man stood up. Lifting her by her shapely ass he carried her, impaled on his thick cock and backed her against the wall. Her soft white bum writhed and squirmed in his strong powerful hands, as he forcefully lifted her up and down, milking himself with her foaming cunt. Laurel felt the man's cock swell deep in her cervix as he suckled her swollen teats, and knew he was about to let go. "Oh Jesus, oh God, I'm gonna come. Yes! Oh fucking God yes, yes!!" she cried as the man shot his hot load deep inside her bringing her to a lust crazed climax. Finishing up, he withdrew, and slowly lowered her to the ground. As he buttoned his pants, he told Laurel she was a great piece of ass and he hoped he would see her again. He threw some money on the bed and left abruptly. "Okay boys. Show over!" said Mai- Ling. Ed, turned on by what he had witnessed, said, "The show's only just begun, I'm going to get Lamar to fuck her now!" They all sat and waited as Ed hurried out of the room. Moments later Ed and Lamar appeared on the TV screen. Ed laid Laurel back on the bed preparing her for Lamar. "Is this what you wanted?" she panted, parting her legs to show her hairy well fucked cunt. "You were great, honey!" Ed gulped. He handed her a large shiny black vibrator as a thick load of come oozed slowly out of Laurel's splayed lips, puddling onto the thin mattress. "Do yourself for us baby!" he said, his voice catching in his throat. The Year of The Rooster Ch. 04 The Year of the Rooster (Hot Nights in Thailand) (Author's Note: If you find erotic fantasies offensive, do not read any further. All of these characters are fictitious.) Laurel parted her cunt as she waited for Ed and Lamar to join her on the bed. Impatiently, she took the sex toy and turned it fully on. Using the man's cum as a lubricant she slid the vibrator up inside herself. The instrument whirred, making wet slushy sounds as she pushed it in and out, slowing down whenever she hit a sensitive spot. Laurel gazed lustfully at the two men, watching their reaction to her lurid display. "Come on guys, please hurry and fuck me!" she pleaded, feeling herself rapidly approaching orgasm. Ed's cock rose in response and he brought the throbbing organ to Laurel's lips. She moaned with pleasure, licking the dripping head as if savoring a delicious treat. "Damn… this lady is in heat!" Lamar thought to himself, watching her lap the pre-cum from his friend's cock as she teased her clit with the buzzing toy. Laurel looked up from her task and saw Lamar's cock grow to its full length, stopping with a slap, and quivering at his belly button. "Oh, sweet Jesus!" she thought, feeling a raw hunger grow in the pit of her stomach, "it's got to be at least twelve inches long. I need it so fucking bad!" Laurel let go of Ed's cock and licked her lips, unwilling to waste a drop of his precious seed. She pulled the vibrator out and lay back on the mattress. "Fuck me, fuck me now you big black bastard!" She implored, spreading her cunt wide for the ebony giant. Lamar sniffed the air filled with the pungent smell of her sex and moved forward like a stallion in full heat. He loved the effect his cock had on horny white women, driving them wild with desire. Lamar knew most women were randy sluts at heart and found his massive cock never failed to bring out their true nature. Lamar lifted Laurel's ass with his big black hands and dragged her forcefully toward him. Rubbing the tip of his manhood in her cum soaked opening he fed the long thick pole inch by inch up inside of her. He stopped at the halfway point giving her time to adjust to his massive girth and Laurel felt herself involuntarily squirt, aiding the intrusion. When Lamar felt the hot liquid wash over his genitals he let out a loud cry and drove his cock fully home. Laurel raked Lamar's back with her nails, passionately exploring his mouth with her tongue. His cock pulsed deep in her cervix driving her delirious with pleasure as she hung on, clutching him tightly. He gripped her soft white ass and rolled over bringing her to the top. Laurel looked in the mirror and saw herself seated on Lamar with his huge cock buried deep in her belly. Jism from her previous client had seeped out of her cunt obscenely coating Lamar's thick ebony shaft with white froth. Laurel leaned forward allowing her swollen nipples to graze Lamar's muscular chest as she squeezed him tightly with her fully stretched cunt. "If only Steve could see me now!" she thought proudly Lamar lay back watching Laurel raise herself up and down on his slippery black pole, panting heavily as she increased the pace of her wild ride. "Hot damn, what a randy bitch! I see why your husband can't satisfy you! You got an itch only a black man can scratch!" "I'll give you what you need, you dirty little cocksucker! Hold on girl, I'm gonna fucking come! Oh sweet Jesus baby, here it comes...." The pressure in Lamar's heavily swollen balls built toward an imminent climax. Suddenly his scrotum tightened and in a primeval surge shot his thick fertile seed deep in her womb. "Oh fuck yeah, that's it girl… yeah, take that big load you dirty white whore! My God girl, what a filthy fucking slut…" he groaned shooting a huge load of jism into her veracious snatch. Laurel felt the first blast of Lamar's hot viscous spunk hit the inside of her womb causing the lips of her pussy to seal tightly around his thick shaft. "Thank God I used birth control before coming on vacation," she thought as his big black cock shuddered, depositing yet another burst far up in her belly. Lamar's cock twitched and pulsed, filling her to overflowing with burst after burst of potent baby making seed. Laurel felt her toes uncurl as she came again and again. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined a man could produce so much cum. Meanwhile Steve, Ed, and Johnny sat spellbound, watching Laurel and Lamar coming down from their lewd performance. Ed lit up a joint and passed it around as Mai-Ling hurried off to fetch them another round of drinks. "You got really hot wife, Steve! How you like maybe she work one more night? Make lot of money!" asked Johnny hopefully. "Jeez I dunno….. Maybe you'd better ask Laurel," he replied, thinking the situation was really getting out of control. All the alcohol and dope he had consumed was starting to take its toll on Steve. He was no longer sure if he could get his wife to stop her wild new lifestyle, or for that matter if he even wanted her to. Watching her in action was making him really horny! Mai-Ling returned with the drinks and Steve wondered how he could have missed how incredibly attractive she was. She seemed to radiate sex from every pore! His eyes swept her body, taking in her beautiful breasts, her flawless skin, and shapely bottom. Steve felt his cock stir. The lovely girl's big brown eyes and full sensuous lips carried a promise of dark unspeakable pleasures. Mai-Ling was well versed in the art of entertaining men. Noticing Steve's burgeoning erection she smilingly suggested he might like to go upstairs with her for some relief. Steve agreed and the pretty bargirl gave him a quick kiss, squeezing his arm suggestively as she took him upstairs. A lipstick smeared and somewhat bedraggled looking Laurel emerged from the room with Ed and Lamar. Squeezing past them on the landing to make her way back down to the bar, she looked back in confusion at Mai-Ling and Steve. He remembered that he'd promised her he had no interest in other women. "She's had her fun" he mused continuing up the stairs, "It should be okay for me to screw Mai-Ling, I've got needs of my own!" As soon as they entered the room Mai-Ling kissed Steve deeply and maneuvered him back towards the bed. Laying Steve back she gently straddled him and removed her top, freeing her perky upturned tits. Cupping her breasts in her hands she offered them up to Steve. "Come baby, suck tits…. give Mai-Ling good fuck!" she panted, reaching behind grasping his stiff cock. He sucked hungrily on her nipples, inhaling her perfume as Mai-Ling slowly jacked him off, teasing him with her long red nails, driving him wild with desire. As she worked away on his cock she taunted him about his voyeurism. "You like wife getting big cock, yes? Make you all horny? Maybe you like big cock also? Mai-Ling give you big stiff one!" With that she released her grasp on him and with a seductive smile removed her skirt revealing a large bulge in her black silk panties. He looked on with shock as she pulled the panties aside to reveal a very large thickly veined penis. Steve's heart quickened, pounding in his chest as he realized the beautiful Mai-Ling was really one of Thailand's famous girlyboys! "My god, I let her suck me off!" he thought. To Steve's horror he felt his own cock rise in response to the erotic situation. The strangely beautiful creature removed her panties and moved up on Steve. Wearing nothing but a black garter belt and a knowing smile Mai-Ling brandished her tool, bringing it to his lips. Steve felt his loins stir… ************************** The Year of The Rooster Ch. 05 Hot Nights in Thailand (The Year of the Rooster) (Author's Note: This is the final chapter of Steve and Laurel's decline into debauchery. This story is intended to be read in sequence. If you are offended by voyeurism, cheating wives, transsexuals, spanking, multi-partner sex, and inter-racial sex, you have the choice to be on a different website. Please keep your comments positive. Thank you.) * "Robert, look what I just got!" Gail said excitedly to her husband. "What is it Gail? Robert asked gruffly, annoyed at having to look up from his morning crossword. It's an e- mail from Laurel Fenton! Listen to this! Laurel says they're having a great time and says they should have gone to Thailand years ago. Oh, Robert, I'm so happy for them! I was getting really worried about Laurel. She's been so unhappy with her life. It feels good to have helped them out. It sounds like they love it!" "I knew she was having a struggle with Steve but I didn't realize how serious it really was. Listen, Laurel goes on to say if we hadn't inspired them to go their marriage would probably have ended. I wish she'd told me sooner! Maybe I could have helped them before it got so bad." "You know Gail, that's one of your biggest problems. You've got to learn when to butt out. It seems to me things have a way of working out without any interference from you!" Robert lectured. As for us being an inspiration, I mean come on. We don't even have our own act together!" "Don't get me wrong, I'm pleased for them too. But you can see for yourself, a few weeks away can work wonders." Gail felt miffed! It's not that he was so wrong. It was just his self- righteous way of saying it. Robert had a way of making her feel nosy and interfering. The irony of it all was that just before Steve and Laurel left on their holiday Laurel had confided to her that she envied their marriage. If she only knew! Then Gail had an idea. Wouldn't it be fun if they could go back to Thailand and surprise Steve and Laurel? She hated being at home with Robert anyway. Ever since his retirement last year he had become quite impossible, requiring lots of attention and always under her feet! He was so much better when on holiday. "Robert, I know this might sound funny but what would you think about going back to Thailand and surprising the Fentons? We could just show up. What a shock it would be for them! Oh Robert, please won't you say yes? Please?" "Jesus Gail, we just got back from there. Do you think we are made of money? Besides, I thought we were going to Bermuda in six weeks time!" Robert folded his paper with an exasperated sigh. He knew once Gail got a bee under her bonnet she wouldn't take no for an answer! Starting to mentally compose his rebuttal, he braced himself for another one of her moods. Robert knew if he refused her request he could probably kiss his sex life goodbye and was in for at least three days of icy silence. Gail smiled to herself. She had him! Robert couldn't very well say no. Hadn't he just said a few weeks away could work wonders? Robert had walked into his own trap. He knew as well as she did they hadn't been getting along since returning from their trip. Anyway, what better way to fix their problems than to go back to Thailand? ************************ Robert sat watching the stewardess pointing out the emergency exits and wondered how in hell Gail had managed to get her way once again. He wished they would hurry up and serve lunch. Oh well, he thought. At least the drinks are free and the stewardesses are good looking. That'll help pass the time. Man, what a nice ass, I'd like to get that in bed, Robert thought, watching as one of the girls leaned over to help an older passenger adjust her seatbelt. Gail gave him a disapproving look. Robert found himself wishing she weren't such an uptight old prude. He knew that a lot of their friends thought they were such a swinging couple and yet nothing could be further from the truth. Gail doled out her sexual favors sparingly and sure as hell didn't like him looking at other women. The only thing that seemed to hold them together was their love of traveling. Maybe I'll be able to sneak off and get laid when we get back to Pattaya, he thought to himself. Johnny's bar has some pretty nice girls. I wonder what Steve and Laurel think about all the raunchiness over there? Laurel probably freaked right out when she saw all the girly bars. Anyway, now she's going to have Gail to commiserate with! Robert signaled the stewardess and ordered a tomato juice for his wife and two double scotch and sodas for himself. Jesus, fifteen hours to go, he thought. I sure hope there's enough scotch on this plane to get me all the way to Thailand! Gail sipped her tomato juice and studied her husband as she reflected back on their thirty year marriage. He had become crankier over the years and was only truly happy when he was out golfing with his buddies. She knew there were plenty of world class courses around Pattaya and was hoping that Steve played the game. That way she could get rid of Robert and do what she liked to do. All Gail really needed to keep happy was a good harlequin romance novel, an ice cold daiquiri and a swimming pool to cool her off in. Robert downed his first scotch and picked up the second glass. He was looking forward to seeing Steve again as he felt they had quite a bit in common. Both their wives were ungrateful whiners, quick to complain. Knowing Steve's proclivity for smoking grass he figured he was a bit of a rebel like himself. Robert imagined that Steve would probably be a lot of fun if he could manage to cut him loose from Laurel. Robert's golf game was really a ruse, affording him the hours of opportunity he needed to get the sex Gail was so unwilling to provide. He thought things probably would have worked out differently if he had only been able to give Gail a child. After a few years of trying to conceive a child with no success her interest in sex had waned, leaving him precious little opportunity for fulfillment. Robert found himself turning more and more to other women to satisfy his urges. Perhaps on this trip he would be able to go carousing with Steve and leave Laurel and Gail alone to bore each other. Thinking of the long flight ahead, Robert donned his glasses and studied the entertainment guide, praying the movies would not be ones he had already seen. *********************** Two days later, Steve and Laurel were just finishing a late breakfast and preparing to return to their room when they heard a woman's voice calling loudly from across the restaurant. "Yoo-hoo....... Steve! Laurel!" "SURPRISE!!!" Looking up from their meal they saw a smiling Gail Gardiner bustling across the room towards them. Her husband Robert, looking somewhat embarrassed tagged along behind as she pushed and shoved her way through the diners. "Hi! Well, look at you two! You look so stunned! We thought we would give you a really big surprise and join you. You sounded so happy in your e-mail! We just love Thailand," Gail gushed in a loud voice. "I hope you're not mad at us? We just had to come!" "Oh my God.... I can't believe you're here!" Laurel gasped. "No.... No really! We are happy to see you. It's just such a shock seeing you here!" Sensing how awkward this was for Steve, Robert stuck out his hand, quietly explaining it was really his wife's idea to come. He had thought perhaps he and Steve could get away and let the ladies have some time on their own. Steve returned his handshake wondering how they would ever be able to keep their activities from Robert and Gail. Then he remembered that he and Laurel had been invited to Ed's beach house for a party that night. God, how are we ever going to pull this off? Steve wondered. Robert looked at Steve and Laurel thinking that they were somehow different. It was nothing he could put his finger on. Laurel especially seemed more mature, wearing more make up than he remembered and oozing a sensuality he had seen in only more experienced women. What the hell had they been up to? Laurel looked flushed like she'd been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "You know, Gail, I think perhaps we'd better give this young couple some space and let them get used to us being here. I think maybe they have plans. Are we intruding, Laurel?" he asked diplomatically. "No, no don't be silly! It's just that Steve and I have been invited to a party by our new friend Ed and I guess I was wondering if you and Gail might care to join us?" Laurel hoped Robert and Gail were as experienced as they appeared to be. If not then they were the ones who were in for a big surprise! Later that evening as Gail put on her face preparing herself for Ed's party, Robert asked if she had noticed anything unusual about Steve and Laurel. "Why, whatever do you mean?" she asked. "Oh, I don't know, it's Laurel really, she seems different. I don't remember her ever looking that way. You know what I mean. Why, her appearance is downright slutty. And as for Steve, Christ! If I didn't know any better I'd think he was a goddamn pimp. I mean Jesus, that fancy silk shirt! Those friggin mirrored sunglasses! They've changed Gail – both of them! They've changed a lot!" "Well, personally, I think its all in your dirty little mind!" Gail chided. "God, Robert, cut them some slack! They are on vacation you know! I mean really, I'm going to wear my little gold cocktail dress tonight and I suppose by your standards that would make me a tart!" Robert had forgotten all about that dress. Gail had bought it in one of her weaker moments only to change her mind when she saw how it clung to every curve, emphasizing her firm breasts and sexy little ass. For a brief moment his hope had soared only to be quickly dashed. She had wrinkled her nose in disgust and crammed the tiny garment into her bottom drawer, never to see daylight again. He sometimes thought God was playing a cruel joke on him by giving him a frigid wife with such a beautiful body. Although Gail was in her late fifties she had managed to keep her girlish figure through a strict regimen of healthy diet and exercise. Squeezing herself into the tiny dress she looked in the vanity mirror and smiled with satisfaction. She had to admit she did look pretty good for an older woman. Her husband didn't know it but Gail enjoyed turning men's heads, particularly the younger ones and it secretly thrilled her to get away with flirting right under Robert's nose. Honestly, she thought, sometimes that man can be so stupid! Their life back in Bedford had become quite routine and very predictable to Gail. She had a tendency to lose herself in her Harlequin novels, and often dreamt of having a dashing young lover to relieve her boredom. Lately she had been retreating more and more into her fantasy world. If Gail had too much to drink she sometimes had a hard time separating reality from fantasy. Once before he had retired Robert had worked late at the office and had forgotten her birthday. Fuelled by too many martinis and feeling neglected she had succumbed to a torrid affair with a young tennis pro. In the light of day Gail had felt remorseful, and weeping profusely confessed her indiscretion to Robert. Robert had forgiven her, admitting that he could be difficult to live with. He seemed more concerned with their reputation at the Country club than by what she had done. Gail started to drink more frequently. Still, no amount of alcohol would let her forget how good it had felt to have been so thoroughly fucked by a younger man. "Come on Gail, get a move on dammit.... were going to be late!" Robert called impatiently, interrupting her thoughts and bringing her back to the present. ************************** The two couples arrived at the gate to Ed's beach house and announced their arrival to the bowing houseboy. "Please tell your boss the Fentons and their guests the Gardiners have arrived," Steve said, taking Laurel's shawl and handing it to the young boy. Robert looked around at the sophisticated surroundings impressed that Steve and Laurel had made friends with such an obviously important person. Maybe I do have it all wrong he thought, taking a drink offered to him by a pretty servant girl. He saw a young tanned businessman in an expensive silk suit break away from the crowd and confidently make his way over to them. "Steve...! Laurel....!" the man cried, obviously pleased to see them both. "You must be the Gardiners," he said, pumping Robert's hand in a firm but friendly grip. "I'm Ed, the host of this party and incidentally the manager of your hotel. It's so nice to meet you!" "The pleasure is all ours," Robert replied. "Please call me Robert and this here is my wife Gail." He watched as Ed took Gail's hand, smiling warmly, and noticed his wife blush. She was obviously taken by the suave young manager I'd better keep an eye on Gail he thought. There's no telling what the hell she'll do if she has too much to drink! I don't want her to make a fool of herself. Although, he couldn't blame Ed for being attracted to her, she did look pretty damn hot. Why, she's practically spilling out of that dress of hers and she'd better not bend over, she'll be flashing her friggin beaver! "Robert, why don't you let Laurel and Steve take you around and introduce you to everyone?" Ed said, turning up the charm. "I'm going to take this pretty wife of yours and get her out on the dance floor! Come on Gail, I won't let you say no, after all this is my party!" He pulled her away ignoring her half-hearted protestations. Gail looked back at Robert and shrugged as if to say it was out of her hands. Ed took her arm, leading her into a darkened room filled with people dancing to music with a distinct Latin beat. Why, that cocky young bastard! Robert thought, downing his drink as they vanished into the crowd. He helped himself to another from the young girl's tray. Over the next hour Steve introduced Robert to a variety of weird and wonderful people. Robert politely chatted, all the while straining to catch a glimpse of Ed and Gail out on the dance floor. God, where in hell did he take her, Robert wondered, scanning the crowd. He felt the alcohol affecting him, making him dizzy "Jesus, what's in this stuff? I've only had two or three drinks!" He grabbed a chair for support. The music slowed and some of the younger folk drifted away from the dance floor. Oh, there they are, he thought, breathing a sigh of relief. Robert saw his wife's head resting on Ed's shoulder as they moved in time to the music. Her arms encircled his neck as Ed cupped the cheeks of her round ass, pulling her to him, teasing her with his probing erection. She stretched up on her tiptoes, drawing the young man's face to her own. Parting Ed's lips with her tongue Gail kissed him deeply as she rubbed her belly against him in response. His eyes widened with disbelief as he saw his wife's hand move down between them. He looked around to see if anyone else had noticed and realized with shock that some of the others on the dance floor were engaged in similar activities. Robert felt as if he was suffocating. He broke into a sweat seeing his wife's bottom being squeezed and massaged as she clung tightly to the young man. Unable to control his reaction, his cock began to stiffen, aroused at the sight of Gail rubbing the young man's bulging crotch. "What the hell kind of party did you bring us to?" he asked, his voice breaking as he looked to Steve for an explanation. Before Steve could answer Robert felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned and gazed in awe at the most beautiful Asian girl he had ever seen. Wearing a high collared Chinese dress that fitted her like a second skin, Mai-Ling stood before him in all her glory. As he looked into her large brown eyes her sensuous lips smiled, parting to reveal a set of perfect pearl white teeth. His eyes traveled down her lovely young body, taking in every curve. Two cone shaped nipples thrust the red silk brocade fabric forward tantalizingly hinting at the soft treasures concealed within. The dress clung tightly to her slender body, emphasizing the curve of her magnificent round ass. Robert swallowed, noticing the slit that ran up her shapely leg and stopped just short of her crotch. "You like dance with me?" she asked, looking at him hopefully. "Would I like to dance? You bet I would, young lady!" Robert replied, forgetting all about Ed and Gail. Taking her by the hand he led Mai-Ling out onto the darkened dance floor. ******************** Steve and Laurel watched as Robert happily waltzed Mai-Ling around the floor. "Well, I think that went well, don't you?" Laurel asked. "Yeah, for a moment there I thought Robert was going to lose it when Ed took Gail off to dance! I had no idea he was such a jealous type. Maybe they're not such a swinging couple after all!" Steve chuckled. "God only knows how he's going to react when he finds out Mai-Ling isn't what she appears to be! Hell, who knows? He may even like it!" Thailand's choc full of surprises, isn't it?" Laurel giggled. "Oh Steve, if we hadn't come over here we'd never have discovered so much about ourselves. Who would have dreamed I would like sex so much? And if Gail and Robert are a little uptight, well by the time Ed and Mai-Ling are finished with them they'll be as liberated as we are! God, Steve I'm horny again just from watching them." "Don't you worry my randy little slut." Steve said, patting her bottom affectionately "I'm sure by the time this party is over tonight you will have been fucked more than enough!" Remembering back to when he had found Ed fucking Laurel on his pool table, Steve also found himself getting horny. Since it happened he never tired of watching her have sex. He was looking forward to seeing what she might get up to tonight. "You know Laurel, I haven't told you this before but I had a real struggle that very first time you slept with Ed. A large part of me wanted you to fuck him but part of me didn't. I had to put my jealousy to one side and allow it to happen. I just want you to know I'm glad I did. And then when you took on Lamar and the others, my god, it was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen! I've never seen anybody come so much! It's turned you into a very sexy woman. Watching you becoming liberated has been a real privilege for me. I don't think I realized before how much I truly love you. You've become a whole woman now and you're more desirable to me than ever!" Laurel blushed. Steve had never talked so openly about his feelings. She realized how much she loved him too. She felt a new respect for her husband hearing the lengths he was prepared to go to make her happy. His allowing her to experience cocks much larger than his own excited her very much! Although their relationship had taken an unusual turn Laurel was certainly enjoying it a lot. They had never been so totally honest about their needs before! "I'm glad you told me that, Steve. I always thought you wanted me to do it for your own sexual gratification. It must have been hard for you, seeing how much I wanted another man!" "Well, yes and no Laurel. Watching your wife letting go is very exciting. I've had to learn to accept that I'm a true voyeur at heart. So you see, it's freed me up in a big way too, not to mention how much it's enhanced our sex life! " "And I'm certainly glad you feel that way too!" she said, smiling suggestively. "I hate to interrupt our heart to heart but what I'd really like to do right now is go see how Ed and Gail are getting along. I saw him taking her upstairs about ten minutes ago. You see, I've discovered that I like to watch too! Do you think that she will let him fuck her?" Laurel asked. The Year of The Rooster Ch. 05 "Yeah, I'll bet she will. You know, I think good old Ed has spiked the drinks with something! He's a pretty smooth operator. You should know that from first hand experience!" he teased. "Oh, Steve, you should talk. What about you and Mai-Ling? How many wives do you think would be as understanding as me? You're just lucky I happen to find Mai- Ling exciting too!" Steve lit a joint and passed it to Laurel, watching as she drew the smoke deep into her lungs. Jesus, she wouldn't have done that a couple of weeks ago he thought. Laurel had been very much against it until Ed had persuaded her to try it for herself. Steve had been trying to get her to do it with no success for quite some time. When she found out that it had enhanced her sex with Ed she had taken to it like a duck to water. "Steve let's go upstairs and watch Ed and Gail get it on," Laurel said in a husky voice squeezing his upper thigh. "I'd love to see her taking his big cock. It would be so sexy! Come on, let's go watch!" she said as she traced the outline of his semi-hard cock with her long red nail. "What about Robert? We can't very well go off and leave him while we watch his wife getting screwed!" "God, don't worry about Robert. Judging by the way him and Mai-Ling are dancing I think he's about to get screwed himself!" she smirked. "I mean look at them!" Steve glanced in the direction of the dance floor and saw Robert and Mai-Ling swaying to the music. Locked in a lewd embrace they were oblivious to every thing but each other. Mai-Ling had freed Robert's cock and was busily jacking him as he slowly maneuvered her around the dance floor. "Yep, Ed definitely put something in the drinks," he said. "You're right. We don't have to worry about him. It looks like he's going to be well taken care of!" ******************************* When Gail first saw Ed she knew immediately that he was going to fuck her. He had locked eyes with her as they were introduced, holding her gaze and reading her mind. Gail could tell he knew how badly she needed fucking! She smiled gratefully as he led her away to dance knowing full well what she was in for. Ed wasted no time. As soon as he got her in his arms he told her he found her incredibly sexy. "You feel it too, don't you Gail?" he said. "This sexual attraction we have? I've got to have you and I think you want it too!" "God yes!" she gasped. "I can't believe I'm so horny! Oh, Ed! I want you to fuck me so much. I've never wanted anything so bad! Where can we go?" "Just give it a little while so your husband doesn't notice. After a few dances we can quietly slip away to my room and then I'll give you what you need!" Ed pulled her to him tightly, pressing his stiff rod up against her. He waltzed her slowly around the darkened room. His hands cupped her tiny ass driving her mad with desire. As Gail felt his hard throbbing prick nuzzle into her crotch she rapidly lost any inhibitions, no longer caring about anything but getting a good fucking. "Oh Jesus!" she gasped, "I think I'm gonna come right here on the dance floor!!" "Its okay baby, let your load go" he said, moving his hand up under her dress and pulling the crotch of her tiny panties to one side. "Look around. Nobody cares. Everybody's just here for a good time!" The pressure in Gail's cunt built towards a climax. Being felt up in public felt so deliciously dirty! "Ohhh my God! Ooooh my godddd...." She moaned, letting go and gushing copiously over Ed's prying fingers. She mashed her mouth onto his no longer caring who could see. All she wanted was cock and lots of it! "Unhhh.....Oh Jesus! Oh Fuck......!" She shuddered, releasing more of the warm clear liquid into Ed' hand. "That's a good girl! He whispered, milking her pussy. "Let me have it all. Show me what a hot cunt you are!" Gail sighed in relief on hearing his depraved permission. She felt her cunt spasm, releasing its juices and soaking her panties. Ed picked her up. Carrying her in his arms he took her up the staircase towards his room. "I'm going to give you the fucking of a lifetime" he said. By the time I'm finished with you your cunt will never be the same! You'll definitely know you've been fucked!" He took her into his bedroom and threw her roughly onto the bed. "Okay you little slut.... Now let's get those wet panties off!" He ordered. "Good! Now get down on your hands and knees! That's it. Get that pretty little ass up in the air!" Gail felt her body respond to his authorative manner. She presented herself to him, raising her bottom in submission. "My, you are a naughty slut, aren't you?" he said. "Do you know what happens to naughty sluts?" "No?" "They get thoroughly spanked! But first you've got to ask for it! Now tell me quickly! What is it you want?" "I... I... want you to spank me!" Gail whimpered, not quite believing what she was asking of him! "Spank me then fuck me..." "What's that, you fucking slut?" he said. "I can't hear you! Speak up!" "Spank me!" she cried. "Spank me! Oh God fuck me! Spank me and please fuck me!!!" She begged. Smackkk!!!!!! The first blow took Gail by surprise, stinging her bottom and making her cry out. "Oh God.....! That hurt!" she sobbed. Smackkk!!!!!!!!! Gail felt her pussy swell in reaction to her humiliation. Her ass tingled, reddened from Ed's spanking, sending mixed messages of pleasure and pain. She pushed her ass higher, opening her legs wide, displaying her gaping hole in a show of lust. Looking through her tears she saw Laurel and Steve standing in the doorway watching silently. Steve was squeezing Laurel's breasts as she furtively jacked his erect cock. Ed looked up and smiled, pleased to see their audience. "Would you both like to give me a hand?" he asked. "I think your friend Gail is a little horny!" The pair hastily stripped off their clothes, joining them on the king size bed. Ed rolled Gail on her back and holding her down by her arms directed Laurel to squat over her face. Laurel looked at Gail silently, seeking her permission. "Yessssssss! Oh my God yesssssssss!!!!" Gail cried. Laurel eagerly complied, positioning her aroused pussy over her friends trembling lips. "Suck me!" Laurel hissed, lowering her swollen gash until the puffy engorged lips made contact with Gail's panting mouth. Gail breathed in the scent of Laurel's steaming cunt. Intoxicated by the heady aroma she gripped Laurel's buttocks, burying her face in her friend's wet hairy cunt. At the same time Ed positioned his massive prick between Gail's legs then slid it up into her creaming snatch. Steve unzipped his pants and joined them. Taking out his twitching cock, he pushed it into Laurel's mouth, holding the back of her head as he fucked her face. Feeling Ed's cock buried deep in her belly, Gail grabbed Laurel's ass tighter, and sucked lasciviously on her friend's sopping cunt. She felt the lips of Laurel's sex open wide as she lapped and kissed the delicious pink morsel. "Oooohhhh!!!" Gail gasped, coming up for air. Then taking a deep breath she went back for more. Laurel felt her climax building quickly. The effect of Gail sucking her engorged clit as her husband pounded away at her face was driving her mad with desire. She clamped her ruby lips tightly around the head of Steve's cock as she felt it throb and swell, about to come. "That's it honey! Suck it for me!" he groaned. "Oh Jesus, yesss! I'm gonna fucking cum!!!!!!!!" Laurel renewed her effort. Wrapping her small hand tightly around the thick shaft she jacked and sucked for all she was worth, coaxing his thick creamy load into her mouth. At the same time she ground her pussy into her friend's face cumming again and again as she felt Steve's hot jism spurt, hitting the back of her throat. Meanwhile Ed worked his slippery pole in and out of Gail's veracious cunt, fired up from watching Laurel swallow Steve's cum. "Here it comes baby!" he gasped. "Hold on! Here it fucking comes!!!!" "Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Oh Jesus!!!! Oh my fucking god!!!!!!!" Ed released his load of spunk into Gail with a loud cry. At the same time Laurel fell back on the bed, drained from having the biggest orgasm of her life. Later as they lay recovering on Ed's king-sized bed Laurel smiled at Gail. "You know Gail. I have another new friend I think you should meet. His name is Lamar! Something tells me you are going to like him a lot..." * * * * *