She was the reason he was here alone. They had booked this holiday almost a year ago now, obviously when they were on better terms. They had broken up just under a month ago and David was left to travel to Egypt alone. He had asked a few of his friends, but none of them could get the time off of work. Which meant that it was just him and the unbearable heat of the sun. Add the glorious all-inclusive lunch hour and it was a win-win situation for him. He swam a few lengths of the pool, ducking and diving under the water every now and then to further enjoy the cooling sensation. He wanted to jump out and ask those old bitches what there problem was. Had they never seen a set of abs and a muscular physique before? They were staring at him as though he was from outer space or some shit. Though he decided not to dwell on it. It was all good. The restaurant had just opened up for the start of lunch and David only had one thing on his mind: chicken and chips.
David sat down at the table after plating himself up an impressive portion and then began tucking into it like a ravenous animal, eating as if he hadn’t done so in three weeks. He was starving, which was unusual because usually in so much heat he would never be this hungry. It must have been the swimming, that must have given him the desire to eat. Either that or he was trying to eat enough food for two because he had realistically paid for two. He didn’t care all that much though, because the food was going down nicely, the restaurant was nice and quiet and most of all, it was cool too, due to the A/C. He was enjoying being on holiday on his own way more than he had ever thought he would. And he still had an entire week of bliss left to enjoy.
Chapter Two
There was a crash and a bang that sounded as though someone was going to come through the wall. Ben and Rachel Clark stumbled through the hotel room door and tossed their suitcases aside. They had just arrived at the hotel after only just getting off of the plane and already there was only one thing on their mind: getting into the bedroom. Arm in arm, they waltzed straight through to the queen-size double bet that was through in the bedroom, their lips firmly pressed against one another’s as they moved. It was already hot in the hotel room, with the A/C not properly kicked in yet as they had only just turned it on. Midday was not a good time to be inside without A/C, but they didn’t care. What they were about to do was only going to make the room a whole lot hotter.
Ben threw Rachel backwards once he knew they were in line with the bed, she tumbled backwards and landed flat on her back on the huge, thick mattress. Ben tore off her shoes and then leant forwards and unbuttoned her jeans, ripping them off as he did. Then came the knickers, which he almost ripped he had torn them off so hard. Rachel had been in his ear ever since halfway through the flight, telling him how she couldn’t wait to get to the hotel so that he could fuck her, couldn’t wait to feel his huge cock being shoved into her. It had gotten Ben turned on to the point that he had almost dragged her to the small bathroom on the coach that brought them from the airport to the hotel, and fucked her there and then. But he just managed to hold it back. Now that they were here in the hotel room, there was nothing that could stop him and he was about to relieve himself and finally stick his cock into his gorgeous wife.
Looking up and watching Ben tearing off her clothes made Rachel feel extremely horny and already she could feel that wetness beginning to form in her pussy and start to pool in her knickers. Ben knelt down in front of her and pulled her right to the edge of the bed so that she was almost overhanging. Then he slammed his head down in between her legs and began slowly dragging his tongue from her pussy to her clit and back down again, repeating the process a few times before finally stopping at the clit and making a circular motion with the tip of his tongue. Rachel moaned out gently as the pleasure began to take hold, Ben knew exactly how to get her off and it would be only a matter of minutes before she was coming hard. He began picking up the pace with his tongue-strokes, treating her clit like a punch bag and pretending his tongue was a pissed off boxed. He flicked his tongue against it at light speed and enjoyed the sound of Rachel’s moaning becoming increasingly louder with each and every flick.
Her screams filled the room and she loved it even more than usual because she noticed that Ben was already drenched in sweat due to the heat of the room and it turned her on even more so than she already was. He was getting really sloppy down there, just the way she liked it. Then she felt a brief pause in the licking and then a shooting pleasure right up her spine as Ben shoved two fingers into her saturated pussy and began making the come here motion. It shot up her spine and then back down again, spreading into every inch of her skin and radiating throughout as Ben continued to lick and finger her at the same time. Then it was upon her and it shot through her faster than it ever had before. “I’m fucking coming! I’m coming so hard!” The vibrations began and caused Rachel to rattle all over the bed as the vibrations pulsated through her entire body, causing her to writhe in absolute pleasure as she came harder than ever.
She lay there in the aftermath of the heated sex, the hard pounding and seemingly endless pleasure. She was still half blacked out from the powerful orgasm. All that she knew was that Ben had pulled out and was now kneeling beside her face, burying his cock into her throat. He face-fucked her for just over a minute and then Rachel could feel him tensing up as he was nearing climax. Just a few more thrusts and it would be over. Ben felt the tingles in the end of his dick, then he felt his load shoot out and into his wife’s throat. He groaned as he came, enjoying the feeling of his cock putting inside of her warm mouth. Then he pulled up his boxers and rolled over the top of her, lying beside her on the bed. “Well, that was probably the best way we could have possibly started this holiday.” Rachel said with a kiss and a smile.
“You’re telling me. Get ready though, round two is set to commence in half an hour.” Ben replied with a wink.
Chapter Three
David was back out by the poolside now. He had well and truly stuffed his face and had just woken up from a two hour nap on the sun lounger as a result of his over-eating. But he was thankful that he had slept through the early afternoon, because now that he was awake again he could finally relax without feeling as though he was going to melt into a puddle of flesh and bone. At this time, the sun was just nice. It wasn’t unbearable as it had been earlier, but it was still considered hot. It was the perfect time of the day for topping up the tan and doing a few lengths in the pool. His lunch had digested nicely so he thought why not? He slipped off his flip-flops, took off his t-shirt and strode over to the pool, diving in head first all in the same motion.
He entered the water feeling the coolness on his face and the heated stares of those women on the back of his head again. What was with those old chicks? They were sure hungry for a younger guy and they didn’t seem to care whether or not they were making it obvious or not. But then David’s eyes caught something else. Or rather, someone else. Someone much more beautiful, much more delicious. She walked out from behind one of the palm trees which she must have strategically placed her lounger under in order to seek shelter from the sun. She was already stripped down right to her black bikini and David found it hard no to gawp at her amazing figure. She had a huge round ass and an incredible bust, but an oddly thin waist in between. Which was rare, it was usually either one or the other, but not with her. She had it all – even the face, which was perfectly ovular, laced with symmetrical, small features and enclosed by long, black hair. She was beautiful. Insanely beautiful. And she was heading right towards the pool.
But then, David’s dreams were shattered right before his eyes as an equally handsome guy followed her out from behind the palm tree, ran up behind her and hugged her tightly from behind. Motherfucker, David said to himself in his head, just when he was thinking that maybe there was a chance of getting some on this holiday, that good-looking asshole had to go and ruin it. He felt as though he might as well head over to the cougars nest and let them take him hostage.
But within minutes that all changed. The couple were in the pool now and
were swimming directly towards him side-by-side. He may have been dreaming, he may have been imagining it – but all he knew was that in some sort of reality, they were heading right for him. David felt strange, almost as if he wanted to become a part of their lives, become one with them. He had never been so fascinated with anyone before, but there was something about this couple that made him want to be close to them. To intertwine with them. Maybe it was because they were both highly attractive, or maybe because he had just briefly imagined them fucking and given himself a hard on. It was hard to tell. But whatever it was, it was like the feeling of love, but only more profound. Then David got his confirmation, he wasn’t dreaming, because now they were directly in front of him, opening their mouths to say hello.
“Hey, are you from the states too? You look like you could be.” The girl said with a smile as she breast-stroked towards him. As she stopped right in front of him, David was finding it incredibly difficult to avoid doing some breast-stroking of his own.
“I am indeed.”
“Oh gosh good.” The guy chimed in. “Everyone we’ve seen so far seems so old and weird, you’re the only person who looks about our age and normal.” He chortled as he laughed, wrapping his arms around his girl’s neck. “So we’re uh, we’re sort of swingers. We’re into cuckolding and all of that good stuff. I’m Ben and this is my wife Rachel. And basically, I was wondering um…”
His wife cut him off, taking his arms off of her as she did and pressing herself up against David. “You wanna’ hit this?” She finished for him, feeling David’s cock throbbing against her ass as she buried it into his crotch.
Chapter Four
Turns out that was a stupid question. A very stupid question. David thought to himself as he peeled off Rachel’s underwear with his teeth. Ben was handcuffed to the bed with his hands behind his back, forced to watch over his wife being sexually brutalised by another man. The thing was though, there was nothing that could possibly turn him on more. As he watched David slowly pulling her knickers further and further down, he could feel his cock filling with blood as it began to stand to attention. It was overwhelmingly pleasurable to watch his wife like this and it made him even more excited for when the time eventually came that it was his turn. Being handcuffed, he couldn’t do anything about it, so she would just be able to bounce on his cock until her heart was content. Thinking of it like that only turned him on more so again.
David didn’t pause to question or consider the insanity of the situation, he simply continued undressing Rachel, as her husband watched over looking freakishly satisfied. David had never felt so powerful in his entire life, at least not until he was kneeling down with his head in between Rachel’s legs, listening to her moaning his name as he ate her out. He sucked her clit into his mouth and battered it with her tongue, leaving absolutely no prisoners. She couldn’t believe how amazing he was at doing this. He had obviously had plenty of practice. She could feel her stomach tightening and her pussy growing wetter by the second. It felt as though she was being tortured by the pleasure, it was overcoming her body and forcing her to move and flail her limbs involuntarily. Her back was arching, pushing her stomach upwards and towards the ceiling against her will and she was loving every millisecond of it. “This is so fucking good. It feels amazing. Yeah, right there. Keep going. Oh fuck yes!”
Ben watched on hearing the moans and was now finding it hard to resist getting involved, but he knew that he had to wait. His time would come. So for now, he simply sat back comfortably and jerked off to the sound of his wife being pleasured by another man. He had taken his eyes off of the action for no more than thirty seconds, but then he was forced to look back again as Rachel screamed out. “I’m going to come so hard. Oh fuck, yes! I’m fucking coming!” She screamed out loud enough for the entire complex to hear as the orgasm filled her entire being. It ricocheted around her entire body, filling her with vibrations and spasms similar to no other. It had started in her pussy and had then spread upwards into her stomach and then outwards into her limbs, filling her entirely with unencumbered pleasure.
Then, before they all knew what was what, David was balls-deep, his huge nine inch cock buried in her entirely. He was fucking her faster and harder than she had ever been fucked before. Ben was big, but compared to David’s impressive length and incredible girth, it felt like being fucked by a toddler. “You’re so fucking big David. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Make me come again!” Ben loved the sound of hearing David’s balls pounding against his wife’s ass and loved the sound of her enjoying it even more. It gave him more pleasure than they could ever imagine. Rachel was bent over the bed feeling the wrath of David’s humongous appendage as he plunged it in and out of her with incredible speed and precision. She wailed louder than she had ever wailed before and felt more absorbed by that pleasure-filled feeling than she ever had done. Ben couldn’t watch anymore, he was going to blow his load at any second.
He made his way over to the bed, knelt down onto it in front of his wife and then began throat-fucking her rapidly, after just ten thrusts, he was about to bust. She began shuddering like an old section of train track as her second and even more powerful orgasm overcame her. She moaned loudly and the noise still filled the room, even though this time it was slightly muffled by Ben’s cock. The vibrations and contractions of her tightening vagina only made it even better for David and right at that moment, as Rachel was climaxing for a second time, David and Ben shot their loads into either end of her. She swallowed her husband’s load and then rolled over onto her back, feeling David’s pool out of her and onto the sheets. “Holy shit. That was amazing.” She said as she panted towards the ceiling.
“Thank you.” Ben said, shaking David’s hand. We’ve been wanting to do that again for ages but could never find anyone to agree to it.
David almost laughed in disbelief. “No, thank you. Trust me, the pleasure was all mine.” He was actually a little confused as to why no guy would agree to bang his incredibly hot wife. Her ass was actually the biggest he had ever seen, though there wasn’t a single trace of cellulite in sight.
They all laughed at David’s response and then Ben became a little more serious. “Would you be up for it again?”
David looked over towards the bed where Rachel was still laying in a heap. She smiled at him and bit her bottom lip as if to say ‘please say yes’, then David nodded. “I’m not sure that question was worth asking. I’m in room three-six-nine, give me a knock anytime and I’ll be right here.” And just like that the deal was sealed and all three of them were up for a tremendous rest of their holiday. It had only just begun.
Chapter One
Cassie Phillpotts rolled out of bed, her head banging from not only last night’s drinking antics but now also after banging it on her wooden laminate bedroom flooring. It had been a lovely, long sleep. She had actually slept like a log, thanks to the alcohol of course. It was strange because before last night, she couldn’t actually remember the last time she had slept through the entire night. Though, that was probably because before last night, she hadn’t had a drink in almost eight years. Being a recovered alcoholic, drinking was a no-go. But now she felt as though she was back on the straight and narrow and had developed enough self-control to prevent her addiction from resurfacing. So, although she had managed a full night’s sleep in the first time in forever, she was now suffering from her first hangover in forever too. And in her time off, she had actually forgotten how brutal they were and was starting to wish that she had just had a night of fitful sleep instead.
Cassie stumbled into her en-suite, still half cut and turned on the shower. Luckily, drunken Cassie had remembered to set her alarm for work, otherwise she would have probably been fired. She had been late far too often recently and was at risk of losing her job. Though she feared going in drunk would have rather similar effects. But when it all came down to it, Cassie wasn’t all that fussed. It’s not as if she had much to live for, much to work hard for. She had a shitty little hous
e, in a shitty little town and lived in it with her not-so-little, though still equally shitty husband. They had been on the rocks for what felt like the best part of four years now but were for some reason still together. They had been teetering on the edge for some time, close to getting a divorce, though Cassie was scared. She feared what might happen if she were to say she wanted one, she was scared of what Jason might do to her. He had been violent before and he would definitely do so again. So for Cassie, it was a no brainer. Stay and be unhappy, rather than leave and run the risk of being beaten to death.
The hot water which spurted out of the showerhead soothed her entire being. Instantly her headache was eased and the pain behind her eyes relinquished. It was like magic, as if by some miracle, she became hangover free within a matter of seconds. But then, much to her terror, she felt a not-so-friendly sensation. A large, thick hand on her back and the sound of the bathroom door being slammed closed, as the room was plunged into darkness. “A shower without inviting your darling husband?” Jason asked in an evil voice. “How fucking dare you?” He whispered in her ear. Cassie instinctively seized up and curled her neck downwards, preparing to feel the harsh impact. They never had sex anymore and whenever they did, Cassie never wanted to. It wasn’t strictly rape, not physically anyway. Though mentally, it was very much so. She was far too terrified of what he might do to her to even think about saying no. So every time, without fail, whenever he came onto her she simply let him do as he pleased and pretended like she was enjoying it. At least in this instance, the room was dark which meant that she only had to pretend verbally and not have to focus hard on hiding the disgusted and abused expression across her face.
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