1 comments/ 35402 views/ 6 favorites Erotic Journey in Tunisia Ch. 01 By: dan57 Kira had decided to take vacations in some exotic region with her husbands and her closest friends. India was no more exotic for her as Kyrhan had her accompanying him whenever he visited some place. Each time, they toured the city and, while her husband had official meetings where her attendance was not expected, she went on her own, first to the main Hindu temples to pray and make offerings (she was widely known to be very pious although she rarely put on the orange saree of the true devots except for a few very important pilgrimages Kyrhan wanted to show her) but also to make some shopping in the commercial center of the cities. Passing in front of a travel shop, she saw an ad on a bargain trip to Tunisia. That reminded her that Dan, her French husband, had lived there with his parents when he had been a boy, a few years after the independence of the country from French protectorate. He had kept a vivid memory of his stay and the gentleness and openness of people there. He had often proposed to make her visit the country but her frequent travels in India had repeatedly postponed the travel. Moreover, she preferred now to have as often as possible both her husbands and a few of their friends with them. Kira contacted several travel agencies : she needed a villa with four bedrooms with large beds, each with a separate bathroom and air conditioned, a wide meeting room, as fresh as possible. She also wanted high walls surrounding the villa so she and her friends could practice sun bathing in the nude without attracting overdue attention from neighbors and pedestrians in the street. She finally found the white elephant in Carthage on the northern outskirts of Tunis, along the beach. There were several lush bougainvilleas surrounding the villa in all sorts of colors : violet, white, red and orange. There was a table under one of them. There were so many flowers that you felt immersed in a sea of violet flowers. The nearby gardens exhaled a delicious odors of jasmine, oranges and many other fragrances Kira didn't bother to sort. Kira arrived with Dan and Kyrhan just one day before her guests. The villa was perfectly clean and had a superb view on the Tunis bay and the Djebel Ressaz in the back ground. Kira inspected carefully the garden and discovered that they were truly safe from prying eyes. She went into the bedroom she had chosen for Kyrhan and came down in the garden stark naked, wearing a small steel collar around her neck. - For the duration of our stay in Carthage, I'm no more Princess Kira but just some dancing girl at the full disposal of yourself and your guests. I'll propose the same deal to the other girls. In my idea, we shouldn't have a definite room to sleep in, we just got invited by one of you men. For my part, I'm game for any kinky idea you may have. Dan will show us the most beautiful sites of the country and Kyrhan will decide what I should put on whenever we go out somewhere! - OK, Kira, it's a deal! Just don't forget to put on sun screen if you stay nude outdoors. The sun is unforgiving, this summer! - Aye Aye, Master! Do you want to apply it on me? I'd love to get some sun tan before our guests arrive! Kira lay on a deck chair and Kyrhan generously applied a layer of lotion on Kira's body, insisting on her neck and ass, oiling carefully her ass crack. He even pushed some oil in her ass hole. - Hey, luv! What are you doing? - I want you tanned even in your crack. Better to protect you as completely as possible! - You're my master, darling but I don't think that sun will ever enter my ass hole! - In that case, it'll act as good lubricant as I'm pretty sure that your wanton attitude will soon cause you to be soundly ass fucked by my little pecker. I may be able to wait until you're fully covered with this stuff but I'm not sure of it! Kira turned around and exposed her front to her Indian husband's hands. He applied the sun screen on her face, then her legs, even between the toes before attacking her breasts. He took special care to cover her nipples and the undersides of her breasts. Kyrhan made her part her legs and reach with her arms to the back of her knees. Her Cunt was totally available in that position. Kyrhan took the opportunity to caress then finger fuck her most intimate zones at will. Kira moaned softly, groaned louder when he inserted two fingers into her twat and even screamed when he pushed two other fingers into her ass hole and used his thumb to frig her clit. Kira had not attempted to push him away. On the contrary, she had crossed her forearms above her head as if she was tied, offering herself completely to him. Watching his wife surrendering completely to his caresses made Kyrhan instantly erect and hard. He lifted her legs until her ankles were on his shoulders. He cupped her ass cheeks and lifted them up. He wiggled a bit until he felt his own cock sliding along her ass crack. He stopped the move when he felt that the head of his pecker was nudging her ass hole. He looked her in the eyes, smiled broadly and pushed in slowly. Inches after inches, his long shaft entered her bum hole. It had been a rich idea to grease Kira's ass hole : he was not forced to stretch her progressively. Instead he could push in steadily until he was deep to the balls into her bowels. He then began to really fuck her, slowly at first then with increasing strength and speed. His breath was soon becoming short but Kira was panting and screaming. Kyrhan posed just for a minute to place his handkerchief into a ball in her mouth. He blocked it into her mouth with another handkerchief he tied behind her head. She was effectively gagged and now he could fuck her as hard as he cared with open windows without any risk of her screams being heard by neighbors. Kyrhan had no more reasons to refrain his lust and he began to hump furiously his wife for their mutual pleasure. Kira always those animal rounds when her husband used her mercilessly. At such moments, she was totally his to plunder, nailed to the bed. She just regretted that with her mouth safely gagged, she wasn't able to service Dan, her French husband! Dan was watching them intently. He was sitting on a wide armchair and drank a glass of the local lemonade, a Boga, that reminded him of the time he had lived in that country. He smiled remembering that that bizarre name was just a contraction of boissons gazeuses (French for sparkling drinks). It illustrated the still close links between Tunisia and its former protectorate country. When Kyrhan, about to cum in Kira's ass, was grinning to him, he lifted his glass with a big cheer to the two lovers. There was not a ounce of jealousy between the two men. Dan and his wife Kira were visiting India when they run into Kyrhan who was smitten by the beauty of Kira and her keen interest on India and its customs. He soon seduced her and proposed her to travel in India, acting as the guide's aide and sexual servant while her husband continued his travel in the same bus as a normal tourist. Kira had been used and humiliated in so many ways by the guide, Rajeev. She discovered soon the submissive side of her mind and became hooked on sexual gratification when she was fucked by Kyrhan's huge cock. Her Indian master didn't try to steal her from her French husband but to awaken her to kinky games. One year later, she agreed to marry him under a forged Indian identity and since then, she had regularly commuted between France and India with many adventures from French Guyana to China. She had met many people and some of them had become her or Kyrhan's lovers. Kyrhan was now moving like a steam piston in her ass. He was rubbing hard as usual her clit with his right thumb. In that position, Kyrhan would cum the first, throwing gallons of cum into her ass hole and the impact of his cum against her internal walls would make her climax. She would clamp fiercely her sphincter around his cock, milking him dry. They had made it into a reflex. Kyrhan had taken her anal cherry and given her the most earth shattering anal climaxes and she loved him for his generosity, attention and for the consideration he gave to Dan! Kyrhan screamed when he unloaded deep into her bowels. He waited, fully embedded into her arse, until the last spurts had died away before disengaging slowly. He stood up and with a wide gesture, offered the place to Dan. The French man wasn't specially interested by sloppy seconds but Kyrhan hadn't used Kira's cunt, reserving it for Dan's pleasure. Kyrhan's cock was so huge that he would have stretched out her cunt as he had done with her ass hole and Kira would have been of no use for the less richly endowed man. When Dan had spewed his jizzm into his wife's cunt, he let her rest in the bedroom and went withy Kyrhan to have a drink by the swimming pool. They chatted pleasantly about their mutual friends and their recent adventures. Two hours later, a fresly showered Kira emerged from the villa. She had completely repaired her make up and nobody would have known she had been fucked by two men, just a few hours before. - Dan, darling, could you prepare me some refreshing cocktail, a mixture of fruit juices with no alcohol would be perfect. Where do you want to take us for dinner? Dan made reservations for a restaurant at Sidi Bou Saïd, just a few miles from their house. The small town was famous for its blue doors and windows and its old houses above the sea. Before entering the restaurant, Dan went to a street vendor and returned with a small bunch of jasmine flowers he passed above her ear. The flowers were heavily scented and the fragrance soon surrounded Kira, enthralling both men. Kira was wearing a long embroidered djellaba under which she was completely nude. Usually she was wearing Indian clothes with a choli top. Even when she didn't put on a bra underneath, her breasts were constricted but The djellaba was much looser and she could feel her breasts swaying under the dress material as she walked in the street. In the restaurant, she felt the eyes of the other customers glued on her sculptural body and that made her instantly very wet. The restaurant was rather unusual with a dromedary making a noria turn. On the wheel were small amphoras and the water was versed into a wooden gutter. The sprayed water cooled the atmosphere. The tables were disposed around the dromedary's trail, just at a safe distance for the customers not to be jostled by occasional dung droppings. Waiters were swiftly taking away the offending dejections. Dan had chosen a table as dark as possible in the far corner of the room. Kira was sitting between her two husbands. Dan whispered to her ear not to sit on her djellaba but to bunch it around her waist. The wide table cloth would hide her safely. That way, she would be totally available to their prying hands. They ordered their dinner quietly, choosing one of those light Tunisian wines. Kyrhan just forbade Kira even a glass of wine, pretending loudly for the other guests' sake that she was pregnant. She couldn't now protest any more. Kyrhan and Dan's hands went exploring under the table. As if they had rehearsed ou were following a scenario, their hands met on Kira's pussy. Each of them penetrated her with a finger and they pulled her lips on the side to open as much as possible het cunt lips. Kyrhan let his fork fall on the ground and slide under the table. A waiter immediately bent under the table and remained frozen when he discovered Kira's djellaba bunched up with her buttocks directly on the chair. He could see her nether lips pulled aside by the fingers of her two male companions giving him a full view of her very wet hole and even kinkier,her completely shaven cunt just before his eyes. After maybe twenty seconds, he emerged from under the table, his face red from excitation. He made no comments before leaving except : - I'll change immediately your fork, Mister. - Kyrhan, you did it on purpose! He could have made a scandal! - Quite unlikely! Since we have entered the dining hall, he had been hovering around Kira. I discreetly asked her to open the top of her djellaba and push her breasts forward and bend slightly whenever the waiter is near our table. He spent quite a little time trying to have a glimpse of her tits and nipples. - You should have told me! - No way, my dear friend. You must notice or entice such events by yourself! Kira, you're becoming a real exhibitionist! You haven't even flinched when the waiter was ogling your bald beaver and you were wet like a fountain! - You're right, Master. Perhaps you should punish me this evening to have been such a tease! - I'll give it a thought! After returning to their home, they went on a long walk together, Kira being safely encased between both her husbands, their arms intertwined. The road ended with a small wall overlooking train tracks, the former bey's railway, now some sort of a metro. The lighting there was poor and there were no buildings nearby. Dan pushed her on her back against the railings. Kira didn't try to resist and allowed Dan to push up her dress until he could take one of her breasts in his mouth while his hands were ravaging her cunt. She began soon to moan. Dan opened his fly and freed his cock. Without waiting a minute more he pushed himself between her cunt lips and fucked her, standing against the railing. When he had filled her cunt with his cum, Dan let her disengage herself and slide on her knees. Kyrhan took his friend's deserted place. He placed his cock between her breasts and pressed them around him, using her tightly pressed breasts as another sheath for his cock. He seemed to enjoy it a lot and so did she! Kira spent the night sandwiched between the two men. She didn't try to escape her ordeal at any moment. The question of her punishment for having been a tease was not put to deliberation. The next morning, their friends Leena and Peter, Jean accompanied by his wife Brigitte and his niece Virginia, Kyrhan had recently met. The house had received its full complement of guests. The presentations were hastily done as every body knew at least vaguely the other ones and had other concern, wondering who they would fuck next and who would be the best lover in the group. They had brought gifts for their new friends. Kira and Kyrhan had prepared djellabas for everyone : fine cotton with plenty embroideries for the women and simpler ones for the men, Leena and Peter had brought several bottles of alcohol, sherry for the women and scotch for the men. Kira's bottle was spirited away by Kyrhan to her outrage. Brigitte and John offered a selection of whips to the men and od nipple clamps to the women. There was a little bell attached to them at the end of a one foot long chain. When Kira took off her djellaba and proposed her female guests to remain naked to be more easily available to their male partners, only Brigitte protested but with a so discreet voice that it was obvious she wanted to be bullied into accepting them. Kira explained why she wore a collar around her neck. Brigitte asked for another one for Virginia and Peter for Leena. It was propably too lewd to Brigitte's tastes. Virginia made a demonstration with Dan of Brigitte gift. The nipple clamps jaws were hurting at the beginning but the ache soon became bearable as the pleasure of having their nipples stimulated permanently became soon overpowering. The bells were gaily jingling whenever the woman moved and they could hear the difference when she was walking, climbing stairs or just breathing which was very convenient when someone was looking for a girl to fuck. They were even able to know when the girl was being fucked, which implied that she wouldn't be available for the next ten minutes or so. Dan proposed the whole group to go swimming into the Sea. Kyrhan provided swimming suits but only to the men. They took a small van and took the north road. They arrived to a big over populated beach named Raouad but Dan didn't stop. Just less than a mile away, the road diverted from the beach into the mainland but a dirt road continued. Dan explained he had nicknamed, when he was young, the beaches behind the coastal dunes, wild Raouad. There were just short antennas of dirt road allowing to get through the dunes. The wide beaches were magnificent with shallow water and little current. They saw on the beaches many murex shells and in the water a few small rays. The main interest of these beaches was that there was nobody there for miles. The women took off their djellabas and swam naked into the sea to the delight of everyone. After two hours of swimming and frolicking in the warm sea, Dan took Leena by the hand and led her into the dunes. They were soon out of view. A few minutes later, they could hear a woman screaming rhythmically with a loud throaty voice. Dan was apparently giving her a good time. The other men followed Dan's example. Peter bowed in front of Kira and asked her quite formally whether she would like to grant him the next dance. Kira guffawed when he used such out of date sentences but she stood up and offered him her hand to lead her where he wanted. She had then a second thought and bent to retrieve a bag from which she extracted a short chain leash she attached to her collar and offered Peter the handle, a pair of handcuffs she snapped around her wrists on her back and a scarf she wrapped around her head into a makeshift blinder. Peter understood the true meaning of her actions : she was giving him total control on her. He could use her at will with no restrictions. He ushered her on a fast pace toward the dunes, eager to push his rock hard cock into her cunt or her mouth. Soon her screams echoed those of Leena. - Brigitte, they make me horny. Would you like us to go in the dunes with me? Brigitte was basically a dominatrix but she had found in herself a soft point when she was with Kyrhan. Then she became as submissive as Leena or even Virginia. He could easily have made a slave of her. She would have lived perpetually in chains, collared and branded if he just had asked her. When they passed the bag from which Kira had extracted the sex toys she had used on herself, she fell on her knees in front of the bag and turned toward Kyrhan. - Master, please, find something in the bag to complete my tack. I want to walk into the dunes as your submissive like Kira. I'm fed up of being a dominatrix if you are nearby. - Why not, cunt! I could also brand you or have you tattooed as my submissive but afterwards, you would be permanently a sub even to Jean and you'd have the same status as your niece Virginia! Still interested? - Ahem, I need to think about it but I might be interested. . . The bag contained another leash but no collar to attach it to. After some reflexion, Kyrhan found the solution. Leena had brought the stuffing pants Peter had offered her recently : very tight leather pants that could hold two big black dildoes : one in her cunt and one up her ass. The pants could be padlocked but Kyrhan didn't use that facility. He looped the end of the leash around the dido before inserting it into her ass hole. Brigitte would be led from her ass in a more debasing way than Kira had been. Kyrhan just wondered how a dome would with stand having a big dildo up her ass for the first time in her life. Leena had had problems imagining how she would cope with these two big intruders stretching her cunt and arse but the problem would be worse for Brigitte who was not used to being molested. Brigitte screamed when he closed the stuffing pant, pushing both dildoes to the hilt into her two holes. She blubbered feverishly as he made her advance into the dunes and it was even worse when the slope of the dunes began to increase. Kyrhan had blindfolded Brigitte and had used ropes to bind her wrists to her elbows. Thus her breasts were pushed forward. He had also tied a rope at the base of each breasts which now jutted out and were already a bit swollen. Unbeknownst to her, Kyrhan had also taken a flogger. When Brigitte began to cum from the friction of the dildoes in her most private parts, he hastened her gait with a few strokes of the flogger on her hind quarters. It was efficient as Brigitte jumped forward. Erotic Journey in Tunisia Ch. 01 When Kyrhan found a suitable remote place in the dunes, he jerked Brigitte to a stop and began to undo her stuffing pants. Brigitte was protesting the flogger strokes he had administered her. He removed hastily the blinfold scarf and transformed it quietly into a gag. Kyrhan was surprised when Brigitte opened meekily her mouth, letting him silence her with no fight. Kyrhan.pushed his victim on her knees in front of him, her face and her breasts pressed on the sand. He pushed a finger into her very wet hole and pulled it out glistening with her love juices. He used the gooey to grease her ass hole. When he was satisfied by the quantity of lubricant he had pushed into her anal passage, he presented his cock to her anus. She tried to stop his penetration by clamping shut but he just slapped very hard her ass cheeks and she instinctively opened herself. He chose that instant to push in resolutely and in a few seconds, he was ball deep into her arse Kyrhan began the eternal in and out movement with its inescapable conclusion. Kyrhan took off the gag. Brigitte was not protesting any more but encouraging him to fuck her with the utmost strength. - Yes, Yes, Master, fuck your worthless slave in the ass, fuck her harder, much harder, have no mercy for her, Master! Kyrhan was doing his best to subdue Jean's wife and he was winning rounds as Brigitte now screamed shamelessly her pleasure of being used as a submissive, of being owned by the magnificent Kyrhan. He didn't try to postpone exceedingly his climax and he filled her bowels with his cum. Then he put back on the stuffing pants and the leash but neither the blindfold nor the gag. Brigitte saultered down the slope of the dunes as a kid goat. She wasnot smiling but just beaming. when they met again their friends, Brigitte fell on her knees in front of Kyrhan and pressed herself against his thigh. - Master, I've really thought about it and I've reached my conclusions : you may make me into a submissive like Virginia, brand me wherever you want and even sell me again at the next Saint Azul fair but I want to be your slave! - I don't own slaves! you can join as a free woman the group of my friends who dub themselves my harem. I ask them to meet me occasionnally in India or elsewhere and I share them with my guests as we are doing today or let them entertain a group of Dalits who work for Kira. You'll have to wear Indian clothes, learn the hindi language and mores. A last curiosity : I often give my women nicknames sounding more orless Indian and several of them have chosen to make the change official. - I see, Master. May I enlist immediately and ask to be given an Indian name, too? - Soon but now let's find why our good friend Jean had not taken his young submissive in the dunes. Jean had continued swimming with Virginia. When Kyrhan asked him why he had not joined them, he explained with a big smile : - All of you needed some privacy and loved to be hidden from view, but a true submissive has not such delicate needs and a dom wouldn't allow her to ask for it. It's better to fuck the submissive in public, especially with disapproving eyes witnessing her debasement. Virginia was looking down at her feet, in a very submissive posture with her wrists crossed behind her back although untied. She was waiting anxiously for Jean's new orders. - When you purchase a submissive at Saint Azul, you buy mainly the capability of deflowering her whenever and however you choose if she is still a virgin and of breeding her once a year afterward. Usually the woman's breeding is auctioned off for a fee. I've just decided to exercise these rights today, here, in front of you. The assistance remained mute. The only one who expressed a reaction was Virginia herself. She had begged her master to be deflowered at last and to be bred as Jean and Brigitte had constantly instilled in her mind that breeding was her life purpose. - As Virginia has been my faithful submissive for more than one year, I've decided to fulfill completely her fantasy. I deny her the luxury of having her cherry taken in a soft bed with silk sheets and with limited assistance. Instead, she will be fucked for the first time in the middle of that dirt road, on her four, her knees hurt by the road pebbles. I'll have photographs taken by one of you as I tear up her maidenhead and as I pull out my cock covered with her virginal blood. Afterward you may use her mouth but you'll spill your cum just on her face. I'll also take pictures of her cream pied face. I'll have enlargements in her bedroom for her to remember the shameful circumstances of her public deflowering. Virginia didn't object anything. She had relinquished fifteen months ago her right to oppose any orders from her uncle. She just positioned herself on her four in the middle of the road, with her buttocks turned to Jean. She had chosen a place where there were many sharp angled pebbles. She parted her legs as far as possible and looking straight forward, waited patiently. Jean took a cushion from the van and placed it on the ground between her outspread knees. A submissive could be fucked rough but there was no reason a dome should suffer the same hardship. Jean began to play with her love lips and her clit in order to make her wet but he carefully avoided letting her climax as she was finger-fucked. He also scooped a generous lump of cold cream and spread it on his marble hard cock. There was no caring gesture there, he just didn't want to be scratched as he forced his way into a very tight cunt. When he felt she had been sufficiently lubed, he placed his cock at the entrance of her quim and gently pushed his cock home. His knob had not fully entered her when he felt a resistance and Virginia began to moan in distress. He slowly rotated his cock in her very tight vagina, pushing gently forward to test the elasticity of her hymen. He had not stopped frigging her clit and Virginia was half moaning, half screaming whenever he pushed his cock a bit too far. Gradually her maidenhead was becoming tauter. Virginia had closed her eyes and had crossed her ankles in his back to feel his thrusts more pleasurably. His loins were beginning to hurt in urgency. He pulled back, just to pullout for the photo Peter took and he pushed in back with all his strength adding the impact of his full weight. It wasn't the sweet defloration of a tender virgin but the brutal rape of a nymph by a lusty faun. They screamed in unison. Jean didn't allow her time to accommodate his rather huge cock into her virginal pussy. He humped forward mercilessly as a drunken trooper. She was perfectly aware that, as an avowed submissive, she couldn't expect gentleness on these matters. Jean had carefully followed her ovulations since he had purchased her at Saint Azul fair without bothering to care for her modesty. She had been quite regular so far. According to his files, she must have ovulated the day before and she was on her peak of fertility. He had decided already before they had left France that he would take Virginia's cherry and breed her during their vacation travel. It had been the perfect time for it. He now felt his swollen balls ready to burst. His warm cum was burning his cock as it progressed along his shaft. He roared like a lion when he spewed his sperm against her cervix. His thick and very potent cream covered its target which seemed to suck it in eagerly but nobody was there to witness it. It was mind blowing just to think that in a matter of a couple of minutes, he had just deflowered his niece, opening for her a life of sex orgies with multiple partners she would never have the opportunity to pick herself and quite likely impregnated her with incestuous sperm. Virginia had cummed also under her uncle's brutal assault. It was the first climax she had had, that had been induced by a thick cock embedded into her cunt. Jean offered her mouth to his companions male and female without distinction while he recharged his batteries for a second round with his niece. He just turned her on her back to treat himself with a view of her tits he could now maul at his liberty. They had to carry Virginia into the car and let her laying on the van floor. They chatted happily until they arrived at their villa. Kyrhan proposed a local alcohol, a bourah to feast Virginia's deflowering. Kira was denied once more even a sip of alcohol. Kyrhan must have taken too seriously the advices not to drink alcohol when you're pregnant! Virginia was assigned the spare room where the men would queue all the night to sample her assets, as she was now totally available to them. The other women, far from being idle, had to entertain the men waiting their turn with dances and girl to girl action and make them hard to mount Virginia. Kira was an experienced belly dancer and she was probably the most experienced bi girl in the household. Her contribution to the party was very appreciated although no cock went near any of her holes that night. The next day, they went visiting a few ruined Roman cities which dotted the country : Thuburbo Majus and Dougga. One of them excited their imagination : they were shown a stone pedestal in the slaves market area where slaves were said to be exhibited before auctions or sales. Fortunately, that part of the city was deserted. Jean seized the opportunity and asked the girls to take off all their garments and climb on the podium. They took the poses of tied slaves being felt, touched and caressed by possible purchasers. Dan and Kyrhan took a series of pictures of all the girls there, including Brigitte and Kira. Brigitte surprised every one when she didn't object to play the role of a naked slave girl about to be sold. On the road to Dougga, they passed a desert zone. Dan stopped the car there and proposed them to walk to some distance from the road. He had just another kinky idea : he had brought several metallic chain and padlocks. He swiftly arranged the chains and the girls found themselves, naked in the desert with restraints at their neck, waists, wrists and ankles. Their left ankles were attached to one another with precisely a foot between two girls. Their right ankles, their wrists and necks were similarly restrained. Dan produced then a long whip and made them on the move. They discovered that they had to walk in unison, lifting precisely their left ankle by the same distance then their right ankle and so on. They rapidly arrived to a steady gait that was very strange to look at but was very impressive on the photographs. As the traffic was inexistent, the so called slaves were then herded to the van to be unhitched one by one and given water and food. The girls who had gotten horny from the exercise, asked to be given their food in plates on the ground with their wrists tied to their backs. Watching them struggling on their knees to get their pieces of cake was a terrible turn on for the men and, before they had finished their snack, all the girls had been taken behind an Opuntia hedge and were shafted alongside, still with their wrist restraints they kept in the car until their arrival. The last visit of the day was for the magnificent ruins of Dougga. It was late, so they had to hurry up. They visited the trifolium villa, an antique brothel. All the girls imagined themselves, employed in these premises, waiting on lush beds for the arrival of some customers. Peter was speaking currently arab dialect. He talked with a group of six Tunisian guys who were offering roman or Byzantine coins, most of them forged, but who cared? He proposed them to fuck the four girls who accompanied them on just a floor mat in the roman brothel. They would use condoms and were to be paid fifty dinars for each of them. The fee was too interesting and the girls too beautiful and fresh for the offer to be rejected and the men converged on the unaware girls. Dan and Kira unrolled mats on four of the best preserved rooms and the girls were forced to lay on them. As Dan, Kyrhan, Peter and Jean didn't lift a finger, they calmed down swiftly. Jean distributed condoms and Peter verified they were correctly put on. the four strongest peasants positioned themselves between the women's legs. On a signal from their leader, a man named Abdul, They rammed simultaneously their cocks into their four offered and now very wet twats. The four women screamed in unison as they were impaled mercilessly and the men's not very clean torsos and armpits were pressed closely onto their faces. The men started to fuck them earnestly. When they had filled their condoms with their hot cum, they disengaged and the two other men took their places. They chose to the delight and pride of the concerned girls Leena and Kira. When the two men had used the girls as completely as they wanted, the first group came back. The girls were turned on their belly and the peasants pushed first fingers then very hard cocks into their arses. From the piercing screams of the four girls, the men's strength had not diminished. They had another proof of it as when they had filled once more their condoms, they put on another one and offered their hard again cocks to the girls' mouths. The second wave came back and this time they chose Virginia and Kira. Kira was ostensibly the most beautiful girl of the group and Virginia was the youngest and the freshest, so there was little deception for the rejected girls. The peasants offered gracious hospitality, especially to the girls but they were running out of condoms and the girls were becoming rather tired. All the men in the village were likely to use them and the probable ensuing gangbang would certainly last hours. They promised to come back before their departure and have a mint tea party in the modern village. Erotic Journey in Tunisia Ch. 02 The third day of the holidays in Tunisia for Kira and her friends was centered by common decision a visit to the city of Tunis itself. Dan showed them the Bardo museum which seemed to interest particularly Kyrhan. The girls were wearing long kaftans (embroidered djellabas) but Dan and Kyrhan had forbidden them to wear any undies underneath. The weather was very hot and none of them objected to their indecency. The curves of their body could be delineated under the material and their swaying breasts and hips gave dirty ideas to many a passerby. Dan led them to the flower market, a large avenue lined with decorative trees and bordered by the French style official buildings : the opera, the cathedral and terminating at the majestic entrance of the souks, the Porte de France (France gate). Kyrhan had offered each girl a small bundle of jasmine flowers they were now wearing above their left ears. The group was now surrounded by a delicate cloud of sweet fragrance that dissipated the less sweet odors of transpiration. They lost themselves soon into the small tortuous streets entering booths with gilded copper plateaus, other with lush carpets or many local craftsman. The sector of spices interested those who loved preparing food for their husbands and friends but the sector of jewel dealers focused the general attention. All the girls were offered some baubles, red coral from the Mediterranean Sea or other glittering jewels. Kyrhan offered all the girls except Kira zirconia ankle bracelets they put on to continue the visit. After two hours they stopped to take mint tea and some oriental pastries. Kyrhan was smiling broadly. Kira asked him what made him so merry. - Ladies, I'm pretty sure that you don't know how your ankle bracelets are nicknamed. - No, we didn't know even that they had a special name for it! Go on! - They are named cuckold bracelets. Women wearing them are said to look for attention and are easy prey to any true man. - But all of you, guys, are true men! We're certainly permanently vying for your attention and ready to offer ourselves to any of you as completely as you may want! Does it make any of you a cuckold or any of us a cheat? - Sincerely, I don't think so but we're a hedonistic group looking for sexual satisfaction. Peter seems to disagree! - Personally, I confess I get a thrill of being cuckolded and humiliated publicly, not by any of you but by some low status uneducated man. Leena has met a perfect example : an Indian greengrocer who is an arrogant domineering fat belly-pot that now uses both of us regularly to pull a plough in his field and pimps my pretty white wife to some of his dark complexion friends in his seedy shop. He often plays rough with us and I love it even when he orders me to lick dry cum from Leena's belly. He would even like to knock up her! - It's not impossible if you really want it! Just tell it to me, a few months in advance so that I modify my plans. But if you really like to be cuckolded publicly, I may organize something for you! - By all means, Kyrhan! Kyrhan had feared that after he had told the girls the name of the bracelets they were wearing, they would discard them. He was very proud that none of them chose that possibility and that all of them were showing off their ankles to exhibit the bracelets. Kira pestered both her husbands to be given an ankle bracelet, too until they agreed. They resumed their visit of the souk. Dan asked to a man the direction to a restaurant in the souk itself. The one he looked for was installed on the first floor, above the commercial booths. The entrance was poorly advertised and the staircase was in poor state, the blue enameled tiles on the walls of the restaurant itself dated from one century at least but they were perfectly clean as the kitchen was, too. The restaurant was so small that with eight people in, it was completely full. They chose briks (a crepe stuffed with tuna, eggs or nearly everything) and squids in harissa sauce (very hot) that deliciously burned their mouths. Kyrhan, Kira and the French men and women ate it without flinching but Leena and Peter requested load of bread to cool the fire in their mouths. Such hot food had a side effect : everyone of them was soon getting horny. Kyrhan and Dan chatted with the shop owner, named Mohamed, who smiled broadly when he was given a wad of banknotes and showed them another door leading to another staircase and the flat roof. It was surrounded by five feet high walls. There was a canopy of braided palm leaves that brought some shadow. The restaurant owner arrived soon with four small carpets and four green plastic armchairs Kyrhan announced immediately his intentions as he bent down to catch the hem of Kira's dress and pulled it up, peeling it in a single move from his wife's body. The restaurant owner ogled her lush body without showing any surprise. He looked her from head to toe, with a leering grin. Dan followed his example with Virginia. Peter quietly pulled up Brigitte's kaftan and Jean stripped bare the beautiful Leena. Mohamed seemed overwhelmed just watching the superb bodies displayed in front of him. His grin evolved into a big smile and he disappeared down the stairs to the lower level. Kyrhan took a completely dazed Kira in his arms and deposited her on her back on a carpet. He placed quietly her legs over his shoulders and without any foreplay he started to enter her back passage as usual. The three other men had also pushed their cocks into the cunts of the girls they had chosen to strip. Kyrhan turned back to his wife and humped her furiously drawing from her throat feverish shrieks. He pounded her ass with all his strength, adding the impact of his not negligible weight. The four friends were feverishly fucking their partners. Kyrhan groaned that he was about to cum. The other ones tried to match his pace and they filled their pussies roughly at the same moment as Kyrhan filled her ass hole with his seed. The surprise had made all the girls oversensitive and their pussies looked unusually red and puffy. The men disengaged and sat in the armchairs the restaurant owner had brought them. The girls were surprised being suddenly abandoned by them. They were accustomed to be serviced several times and not rejected that way. At that moment, Mohammad came back followed by a swarm of burly men, twelve of them. Three of them converged on a single girl. Kyrhan told Kira and her fellow girls : - Hey, wenches, don't forget we promised you'd entertain a whole village before our departure. There must be around one hundred men including the eldest ones, all of them sturdy peasants. They will drain you completely if you don't have sufficient training! I've asked for reinforcements. They will take appropriate care of you. Peter, give them all condoms. I don't want our girls fall sick! The men acted as a team on any girl, as if they had rehearsed several times. One of them had entered her cunt and was fucking her mercilessly. Another one was fucking her mouth and she was ordered to wank the third one. She was forced to take an active part in it. When the first one discharged into her cunt, they just rotated by a notch. The one who had used her mouth went between her legs while the one who had just spent himself in his condom would just put on a new one and tell her to give him renewed hardness. When the three of them had sputtered their jizzm in the condoms, Mohamad spoke up : - There is one of you who is named Peter. Who is he? Peter lifted his right hand. - I've been told you loved to be cuckolded in public, to be humiliated. Is it so? - Yes, I'm afraid of it. - Good. So I've been appointed to shame you, cuckold, publicly. We have kept all the twelve condoms that have been used just now. You are going to drain them into a glass and drink it up. Is that understood, cuckold? - Yes sir! - I'm not sir but Master! To prove you that, my friends will switch girls and fuck them again. Afterward, the girls should have been fucked in the ass by their usual partners. That will be the case, except for you. You'll watch me fucking your wife closeby but you'll not even touch her. You'll be even forbidden to wank yourself. What for, a sissy is not man enough to fuck a woman! She needs and deserves real men. . . Peter was disgusted. he had his heart on his lips but nonetheless he emptied the warm condoms into a glass and drank its content. As soon as he had finished, Mohammad clapped in his hands and the groups of three men changed their positions and the same routine continued. The girls were openly relishing that new adventure coming probably straight from some very kinky mind : Dan or Kyrhan as it was unlikely that Peter himself would have engineered such an humiliation for himself and Jean didn't know him that intimately not topush him too far. Mohammad was collecting the spent condoms and he was keeping them in a metal can. Peter again had to drain all the condoms and swallow the messy mixture. - Good, I hope that you love cum taste. There are still two rounds to fight. But now, I'm going to fuck hard your dear blonde wife with her, oh so fair, skin and you'll just be allowed to watch me! The fat seedy restaurant owner fucking the upper class wife of a respected English CEO : if your board ever heard of it, imagine the ensuing scandal! He examined Leena's pussy! - Hey cuckold, her cunt is a mess! You can't expect me to fuck that sloppy cunt of hers when it's still full of cum! Mohammad pushed Peter to his knees between Leena's thighs. He pushed his face to her twat. Peter didn't resist. His tongue darted out and started lapping at Leena's used and soiled pussy. She screamed in bliss as her legs tightened around his neck and her hands clutched at his hair in order to pull me harder into her pussy. The routine resumed until the four girls had been fucked fifteen times each and Peter had swallowed forty eight loads of thick potent cum. But Mohammad was preparing him another shameful act to perform. He was sporting a big hard on, just thinking to what he was planning. He fucked once more Leena and unloaded deep in her cunt. once more he had not put on a condom. He then called Jean, Dan and finally Kyrhan and told them to fuck Peter's young wife and fill her cunt with their hot jizzm. She was too exhausted to react but Mohammad didn't care. - Now, before we let you together, you'll have to clean your wife's cunt from all the sperm, your friends and myself have put in her twat. You've better to make a good job of it as she had just informed that she had forgotten to take her pills yesterday evening and she will be denied to take any until you leave for England. Maybe, you'll make a sufficiently good job to prevent your slut from getting pregnant but, to be frank, I doubt you'll succeed. Her next babies may have some Arabic genes! While Peter busied himself cleaning his wife's cunt with his tongue and swallowing the warm globs of sperm he was extracting from her cunt, his mind was reeling. - God, I don't remember whether or not Leena is in a fertile period! And, damn, Kyrhan has pushed all the sperm as far as it could go against her cervix. Ganesh, how can I get that far and clean her correctly! When Peter lifted his head, thinking that he couldn't do a better job, Leena was in heaven. He had licked her vagina with such enthusiasm that she had climaxed at least four times and it had been no minor climaxes but giant ones. OK, Peter didn't know that she never forgot to take her contraceptive pills. It would have been too risky, considering the many times she was fucked any day : rarely less than ten times and today, counting the several cuddles with her husband in the morning before they had taken their breakfasts, she must have totaled more than twenty. Mohammad clapped once more his hands and all the Tunisian guys left, leaving them alone. Kyrhan patted Peter's shoulder. - Peter, I wish that you were aware that Leena never forgets to take her pills, especially when we're together in some foreign country. You've been thoroughly humiliated as you wanted, denied, debased, and you name it. We are going to rest one or two hours but all the girls have volunteered to help you restore your self esteem meanwhile. You're a lucky man! Two hours later, Peter, completely exhausted, had to be helped to walk to their car. Mohammad as Kyrhan paid him a substantial bonus to pay for the help, sneered : - Your sissy is too tired to walk by himself? You should take his wife and keep her for yourself. She's nearly as beautiful as your own wife, Kira, isn't she? It's a pity watching such a pretty girl married to a useless wimp! - Just a precision : Peter is far from being a useless wimp. He has just pussy fucked our four girls until they climaxed before spending himself in her mouths. Be sure they didn't spare him! He has been a university boxing champion and competed in judo for England. He is still practicing. Better be polite with him! - Then why is he acting like a wimp? - He just loves to be humiliated! - Then propose him to come back with his pretty slut-wife. I promise him plenty of humiliations, some of them he never dreamed of! - I'll tell him! Peter slept in the car. He was so exhausted that Kyrhan and Dan had to carry him into his bedroom and let him rest. Dan, Kyrhan and Jean were perfectly able to fulfill all the four girls' wishes. They had changed into thongs and none of them had put on even a bikini bra. The three men watched with delight the four pairs of proud breasts defying gravity. They had sat in pairs, except Kyrhan who had grabbed Brigitte and Virginia. He had his arms around their shoulders and he was actively mauling their breasts. The domineering Brigitte was making fast progress as she was moaning and mewing, just like Virginia. She acted the perfect slut as she had taken her breasts in her hands, had squeezed them pretty hard to make them jut forward and was pressing them into Kyrhan's hands and mouth, when he turned his face toward her. She seemed hot enough to be ready to entertain Kira's team of Dalits like any other girl of Kyrhan's harem. It had become the ultimate rite of passage in their group. Dan went to the fridge for some refreshments. He came back heavily loaded with Coke, orange juices, Boga (a local lemonade) bottles and a few beer cans. He nearly came into his pants when he discovered that Jean had taken off Kira's red thongs, made her on her back on the table in the center of the room. He had placed wooden pegs on her breasts and on her belly. He was fucking her with everyone watching, making lewd comments or suggestions in circle around her navel and nipples. Kira seemed to enjoy her new situation, being openly dominated by him! She pressed her breasts against his chest. The pegs must be hurting terribly but she seemed not to care. Jean's movements became wilder and wilder while Kira moaned more and more urgently. She climaxed wildly and collapsed on the table. Jean had not cummed. He carried her in his arms to a mattress near the swimming pool. He left the pegs torturing her breasts and even added two more to close her cunt lips. To prevent her from taking them off, he tied her four limbs to nearby trees. She would remain as she was until she was untied, whether she liked it or not. Jean then turned to Leena. She offered no resistance when he took her in his arms to deposit her on the table. He took off her blue thong and used it as a gag, blocking it into position with Kira's thong. She threw her head back on the table, sporting an enraptured face with her eyes tightly closed as Dan and Jean were sucking both her breasts and Kyrhan was eating her pussy and nibbling at her clit. She had such an angelic view. Brigitte pushed her crotch against her lips to silence her. As Leena was known to be the more submissive girl of the group, she was given no mercy and she asked for none. Jean started to grope her swollen tits. Having delivered her twin babies just a few months ago, she had been kept in milk for the pleasure of Peter and her greengrocer. Gupta was now selling in his shop fresh milk, direct from her udders, pretending it was produced by a mare. Its taste was unmistakably different from cow milk being less rich in fat or goat milk, having a sweeter taste. He made her squat above a pail and hand milked her with great pleasure for him and some soreness for her. During these vacations, she had taken a breast pump to relieve herself and continue the production for Gupta's benefit but she had discovered it stimulated her a lot and made her especially horny. She had limited its use as much as possible. Peter had volunteered to suck her the previous days but he was out for the night. The result was that her breasts were swollen and aching. Some milk could already be seen oozing from her distended tits. When Jean discovered why his chest was getting wet, he called for general attention. Leena tried to explain why she had hidden to them that detail every one was now quite keen to take advantage from. The three men took turns to drink directly from her breasts but they soon got bored. She tried to resist the placement of the breast pumps. She soon found herself secured to the trunk of a big palm tree. The ropes tied her wrists up and there were restraints above her torso and at her midriff. Her breasts were totally available and she was nearly free from the waist down except for a rope rsecuring her ankles to the tree trunk that prevented her from kicking. The pump was immediately attached to her left breast. Jean switched it on and watched the bottle fill up slowly. Leena immediately started to moan desperately as her sexual need blossomed with the mechanical milking of her breasts. Jean pulled and raised the pump by two or three inches. Leena felt as if her tits had been teared from her chest. He took another wooden peg and placed it directly on her extended nipple. He examined the bottle that was already half filled with milk. - Good, but I think you should have hormone shots to boost your production. Gupta would love it! He seemed to be very fond playing with her tits. Suddenly she screamed, surprised by a hard slap on the side of her left breast followed by another one on the other. She looked at him with reproaching eyes. - I've been told that a good thrashing would most likely increase your production. Hey guys, I can't lash her properly with the breast pump on her breast. I'll try to whip her buttocks. Help me tie her on the small table. Her breasts will hang free and her bottom will be raised, a perfect target for me to gain some experience! Leena, I'm afraid you'll no more sit down for a couple of days when I'll have finished with you. Jean was proved right : the pump attached to her breast filled the second half of the bottle in half the time that had been required for the first one. They attached the pump to the other tit and a steady flow could be seen filling the bottle. - Good, our cow just needed a little stimulation. A good lesson I'll develop with you, Virginia, when you come into milk too. I should devise a special bench for you allowing you to be milked, spanked, whipped and fucked in your three holes at the same place! It would be just in the mood if you would give birth on your four, like an animal. The video would be a hit at Saint Azul fair! The three men took turns fucking Leena's cunt then her ass hole before cumming in her mouth. Kyrhan took the last place in her cunt and ass hole for evident reasons. Leena was screaming her pleasure to the skies as he was filling her to her limits. Kyrhan had switched on the CD player to cover somewhat her screams. At least, the neighbors wouldn't call the police! Jean turned toward Brigitte and Virginia. - Who of you wants to be the next one? Erotic Journey in Tunisia Ch. 02 Virginia stepped forward but, to the surprise of the three men, Brigitte moved along, offering herself to their wicked desires. - Good. We are going to untie Kira and Leena. I don't want to let them exposed and restrained as the sun is so hot. We'll chain them to the pillars around the patio. Brigitte and Virginia, here are a few clothes for you. Jean handed them two haiks, the white cotton veil which is traditional in Maghreb. Both had also a face veil whish allowed only their eyes to be seen. They went to a nearby beach where families were enjoying the late afternoon. In a corner of the beach, a few women similarly clad as Virginia were taking a bath. They had kept their Haiks. Jean told Virginia to join them bur Brigitte was to stay with them. When the girls stepped out of the sea, their bodies were still perfectly covered but the fabric was clinging quite closely to the curves of their breasts, bellies and ass. The general appearance was far more erotic than if they had worn a swimming suit. They got back into the car. Virginia was dripping sea water. She was told not to sit at her place not to soil the upholstery but to remain on her knees on the floor. She was to service Jean than Kyrhan as they drove away. They went as far as the first beach they had come to, wild Raouad. The place was as deserted as during their first visit. Jean made Virginia on her four and bunched her haik and the djellaba underneath to her waist. He immediately sheathed his proud turgescent cock into her cunt. Finally, there were not so big differences between fucking a girl in saree and another one in djellaba, provided both were hot and eager to please their man. When Jean had released himself in her cunt, he vacated it to let his two friends enjoy Virginia. Brigitte was watching them fucking her enviously. She would have loved to be at her place but her burgeoning submissive tendencies prevented her from asking for her own release. She had to wait silently for the three males' good will. When Kyrhan was beginning to enjoy his young slave's assets, Jean sent Brigitte, swimming in the sea. The first time she was drenched by a small wave, the differences between Virginia and her became apparent. Brigitte had been nude under her haik. As soon as it had become wet, the fabric had gone perfectly transparent, allowing anyone to watch in detail her opulent breasts, her dark and taut nipples with their brownish areolas, her cunt bush and the crack of her ass. Nothing was left to imagination and the scene was sufficiently hot to revive the three men who were waiting on the beach. They shed their clothes and jumped into water to join her. Jean and Dan sandwiched her avidly while still into the water. The gentle waves caressed the men's backs. Kyrhan was waiting his turn while playing with Virginia, pushing four fingers into her stretched cunt. Virginia was told to strip bare before putting on her haik. The two girls were sent back into the sea. The three men extensively compared their charms totally available to them. When they came back to their Villa, Kyrhan went in to fetch Peter out of his bed and lead him to the swimming pool. When he arrived, he found the four girls in haiks, frolicking there and kissing one another in deep excitation. On Jean's signal, they climbed out of the swimming pool under Peter's lusty eyes. When he discovered that the four women's garments were transparent, Peter's excitation reached a peak and he ripped his wife's haik before raping her on the wooden sun deck. They had decided to go back to Dougga the next afternoon. The people they had met had given kyrhan a phone number he called. - Hello, just to inform you that the girls who visited the trifolium villa two days ago, will come back tomorrow. - Great! We didn't think you would call back! - I always respect what I've promised! How many men are interested by fucking our four girls? - Yesterday, I had one hundred and eight reservations, more coming! Is it convenient? - Sure! The girls are perfectly able to cope with twenty seven men each! - We have told every one that all your girls are true beauties. Some of us may want to try them all! - OK but if the girls are too tired, they'll stop. Don't count too much on more than fifty rounds for each one! They arrived shortly before 2 PM. They were led to a building normally used for sheltering agricultural machines that had been moved outdoors. The building had been cleaned and drapes had been fixed to the ceiling to create four separate stalls, each one with a thick carpet and a basin for the girls and their customers to wash up. Packs of condoms were prepared near the entrance of the makeshift bed rooms. The man in charge explained that someone would remain at the entrance of each room and see that everyone puts on a condom. He would admit the customers in groups of two at the maximum. Those wanting more acrobatic figures with three men or more should wait until everyone had had the opportunity to enjoy the sluts. . . Hearing their horny wives described as sluts was not very pleasant for their husbands although they had to recognize the term was rather adequate, especially that afternoon. The girls were accompanied to their stalls. They had put on in the car a fully covering haik not to be recognized. Kira was offered the first stall on the left, then Brigitte, Leena and Virginia. The first men were allowed in. They were privileged to take off their garments. They proceeded as if they were unwrapping delicate objects. When they discovered the beauty of the women they were offered, big smiles formed on their lips. They didn't want to further delay their desires and the four women were soon skewered on two erect cocks. They had immediately discovered that all the girls had very loose ass holes, so only the best endowed guys used their back passages, the other ones using just their cunts and mouths. Between groups, Kira could hear groans, mews, moans and occasional muffled screams of delight, showing that her friends were actively used and were taking pleasure in servicing so many men. Leena had been already gangbanged many times, and Kira and Virginia just a few. There was nothing really new for them there but it was quite new for Brigitte as so far she had considered herself a dome! From the sound of their voices, Leena had understood who the occupants of the adjoining rooms were. She especially listened to what was occurring to her left in Brigitte's stall. She was the newbie and she was to be double teamed maybe twenty times that evening! She was very vocal. She surely had often her mouth free. It seemed that the biggest cocks in the village had chosen her for some reason. Kira was a bit jealous that no big joy stick came into her direction! She was told later that Brigitte's first team had reported she had a strong stubborn look on her face and they had found it was more enjoyable to fuck a cock and cum slut with a dome composure than an other one looking really submissive as were Kira, Leena and Virginia. Kira felt relieved. The next time Brigitte would come to visit Kyrhan, she would service the whole gang of Dalits in front of her husband who would take photographs of his wife naked, collared, leashed and fucked in public outdoors. Around ten PM, the waiting lines had disappeared and the peasants had vanished to rest in their beds. It was time for Peter and his friend to enter the scene. They pulled away the drapes for the four girls to see their friends laying spread eagle on the carpets. Each one had a big bucked filled to the brim with used condoms along their bed. They would be able to know how many men had enjoyed and used their bodies that day. Peter and his friends pushed their cocks in the girls' wide open twats. Their cunt lips were swollen from overuse and felt tighter than usual around their cocks. It may have been painful for the girls but they were too tired to protest. The men, in their side, were so much excited that they unloaded rather fast deep into the greedy and thirsty twats. Kyrhan had a last debasing idea. He discussed with the village major and offered a good price for the carpets. They agreed. Kira was already asleep on her makeshift bed when she felt herself rolled into the carpet. Strings were then tied around it to forbid her to wiggle free. She heard squeals from Virginia, Leena and Brigitte but it was too late to do anything. They were hauled into the van. - Girls, you had had your fun with these fine gentlemen. You'll remain rolled in your carpets for the whole night on the floor in your bedrooms. We may unroll you next morning like Cleopatra in front of Caesar. Like her, you'll probably be shagged immediately. The next morning, everyone had restored their strength and the four girls were fucked deliciously by their four mates. There was still time for a last nude swim at wild Raouad and a quickie or two in the dunes before they leave for the airport to go back home. Dan would fly to Paris with Jean, Brigitte and Virginie, Peter and Leena directly to Birmingham and Kira and her husband to New Delhi. Kira had talked them about her old kinky adventures aboard planes with Kyrhan and Dan. Each of them intended to try to do even better on the way home.