Once I was on the sofa, we started pulling off slightly. His lips were tickling even as he began to bite into my neck and move towards my ear; don’t know how he do this part of the ear, it always turn me on one way or the other once he begins to work on it. Knowing full well that I might want to caution him by making him stop or pause while doing this because it do tickle me; he had pinned both hands down with one of his hands and the other to support in case I should resist. We both were enjoying this moment but our clothes were still on – this is that point which I hate, stopping to undress; it’s like hours to me even though we both rush to get our clothes off. I was beginning to feel that rush of wetness in between my legs, all I wanted was that thick rod-like muscle in between me ripping me apart, I want to fuck him so soon and very hard. I began beckoning for him to work out things faster but he was delaying it, I could see that he wanted to go slow and steady with me, which I was going to oppose but had no strength inside me to win him over being under and I on top.
Just had to play along, not long before he begin to kiss my tummy, going through the centreline down my navel, and was just on my clitoris. I’m beginning to get wet even as I remember this occasion. He used his lips and teeth on my clitoris, making me to push his head in for more, I was beginning to get wet and very naughty as I began to call him names. I moaned loudly as he began eating me deep.
‘’Fuccckkkkkk me harddddd,’’ I screamed.
I started begging him to give me that ripping of my life.
‘’Fuccckkkk meeee, ohhhh goddd… this feel so gooddd!!’’ I screamed louder even as I watch his rod growing thicker, seems like it will explode.
He put me in a very comfy position, doing the missionary style on me. I began to scream as he thrust inside of me, I began to feel the walls of my pussy stretching to take it more of it, which I know it can’t. After about few minutes of missionary, he placed me in that doggy position which he enjoy most. He love hearing me scream my head off, the first thrust into me made me go ‘gaga’.
I began to beg that he go easy on me, but I was also enjoying it; the vibrant thrust with passion. I could see his both hands holding on to my breast and one twitching my nipples with rhythm which I was flowing with. The slapping sound of his dick inside of me hitting with my pussy was getting louder after each thrust, I was beginning to feel weak due to my wetness rushing at every bit; I was so turned on. I gave him a look for a change of position; he wasn’t going to let go cause of the pitiful look on my face. He whispered into my ear that since I wanted it, I should be able to take all. I haven’t seen this kind of energy from my husband ever before, maybe days before we got married. I begged him for a second of freedom that I will suck his dick, which I rarely do, knowing full well that it would be dripping of sperm. He gave it a second thought I guess, or maybe cause it’s being long he had one blow job, he did let me have his dick in my hands as I bent over to squat.
I began slowly, hoping to get on with full force on him, knowing fully well that my only escape route out of this is to squeeze out every drop of sperm in his cock to get a total freedom of sex for the day, because I couldn’t take any thrust from him physically for the day but my pussy was still dripping and asking for more. I began very slowly, starting with the tip of his penis; it was still very hard and I could feel the rush building up.
I began kissing on it gently and pulling on it, which turned the table of moaning from me to him, I could see greed for more all over him so I moved on my tempo… I was moving faster now and I know he was on the verge of exploding if I continue like that for the next few seconds; hoping to get all at one shot, I slowed down a bit, converting it into a handjob. Now my lovely husband look so weak and almost fainting out even though he was yet to come; he was shaky, and begging me for more head, so I started thrusting to and fro like an obedient wife would do. He was so high and screaming, calling me names that turned me on for more; we both got nasty.
‘’….go on bitchhhhh!... fuckkk meee with that head of yours,’’ he was building up.
I knew that no sooner will he explode and give me that huge splash in my mouth; I must confess, I hate to take that fluid in my mouth. I do tell him point blank that it’s ‘disgusting’, no offence please; my own idea of it. Just as much expected, he came rushing into my wide-opened mouth, once again having that taste. Once he was done spurting in my mouth, I could feel the total loss of strength in him, which gave me pleasure that at least I’ve been able to satisfy him and also gain freedom for the night.
He was about going into the bathroom to wash up and asking me to join him before I reminded him for the cause of the quick sex. He laughed and asked me to take a guess, which I totally snubbed off that the sex had taken care of the ‘sly and tease’ game. He totally agreed and to my ‘utmost surprise’, he had made arrangements with the Smith family on a two-week vacation in Miami; meaning that Sophie and Henry will both be hosting us and showing us around the city. I looked at him and jerked him off that my day was just about starting, he couldn’t just help laughing and cuddling me, we both were still very naked.
The thought of going over to the Smiths in Miami brought all the energy I could have used to bring down four guys who want the very best of sex all at once. I started teasing my husband, giving him the French passionate kiss he loves me giving him; but he was all sapped out. If only he had told me about all this before we had this just concluded ‘brief period’.
That was a night I will also keep remembering, it’s the one that brought the fun I ever will cherish. We went in together into the tub to wash ourselves, even though it wasn’t just an ordinary wash. I could feel the fingers of my husband tracing down in between my legs, his fingers went cold into my cunt, causing a bit stream flow of water. I was beginning to get set again for another phase, if only he could handle it.
He came on top of me, which made me caution him that the weight he was putting on me could wreck the tub due to the make of the tub; was only trying to play safe. He wasn’t going to let this stop him, the next thing I got was a mouth-to-mouth deep kiss. I held his head just to keep both mouths intact as he fingered me.
It was all starting again, that magical moment when I just don’t want a stop.
I pulled out of his mouth, intending to catch my breath.
He was all so focused on me.
I told him, ‘’don’t hold back, keep fucking me,’’ he was thinking I’m getting tired of the moment when I tried catching my breath.
‘’Don’t you want to fuck me again?’’ I asked, knowing fully well that I’m wet again. The thirst and hunger for sex that day really baffles me even till date.
We both pull out of the tub still very wet with soapy water… went straight down to the closest bed clinging on each other as if a let go will cause a total damage.
He started all over again as if he got a new energy in the tub, made me lie down on the bed with my legs bending and touching the floor in position to suck my cunt.
He began sucking deep into my cunt, with both bare hands squeezing my buttocks.
‘’Ohhhh fuckkk.‘ I was enjoying this…
I pushed his head down on my cunt, hoping to force his head inside of my wet pussy.
Not long, his cock came up stretching angrily to fuck the hell out of me.
He angrily turned me over in a doggy style; it dawned on me that this won’t end well with me.
The next thing I got to know was I letting out a huge scream.
He was fucking my asshole. He was causing enough friction to tear the flesh in my ass.
I wouldn’t know what joy he was having in this… he loved to hear me scream my head off once again.
He was in this position for quite some minutes before switching off to my pussy.
He couldn’t stop looking at my face as I moan and yell in between.
‘’Come inside of me,’’ I yelled.
He was on the verge of his second spill for the day.
He came on with this pitiful face of a l
ittle baby. He went on straight lying on me. Both bodies rubbing and grinding each other, that was how we spent the evening.
We both later went to shower differently, I went in first then he later when I was preparing something for dinner.
A day before the journey, I made sure that everything was intact; the camera, binoculars, wears and also that our bags were both packed with the needed costumes that will be used for the time period of the vacation.
A day before this, my husband had gone out to get some little stuff that we both will need, and a present for the Smiths. I slept late on that night because I was thinking of every possible thing to pack along so as not to be a burden on the Smiths on this long visit; it actually calls for one, not that I wasn’t prepared or had all that was needed for it; just wasn’t settled despite my husband's assurance that we will be fine.
Our flight was an early one; a morning one, supposedly to take off by 9am. We had woken around 5am to get dressed up and also to put on the necessary security for the house. The drive down to the airport on the average should be about 45 minutes depending on the traffic level. So we had booked a cab for the day the previous day; the cabman came driving in few minutes to six as planned. The man in his late forties helped us with our luggage. We were set to go at exactly 6:15am; it was still a good time to reach the airport because traffic was favourable.
We got checked in as soon as we got to the airport, my husband, well known at the airport, actually gave me this ego that made me feel ‘fly’. Breakfast was light, and at exactly 9:05am we were off ground. I wasn’t feeling well due to the short night I had, so I needed to take a nap. My husband told me I slept for hours, wondering what was wrong with me, only to assure himself that the week had been stressful in organising for the vacation.
It was so much fun to see the Smiths; they had made plans to come pick us up from the airport even though it’s a long way down to their residential. They both were looking bright and colourful, we hugged and played a little catch-up, comparing each other with the last time we all saw. We find our way down to the parking lot; put our luggage in the trunk of the car. I was almost carried away by Henry’s new look. He is a civil engineer into construction; he has a broad chest and was looking heavily built. The scene of our previous sex; me and my husband came over me and just as I was imagining, he came in place of him. I got distracted and shook off the thought creeping on me.
We all got inside the car; the look signifies that it’s a new one. Henry was driving, my husband was sitting beside him and I was sitting just behind him, taking a glimpse occasionally at Henry. The cross sitting between my husband and Sophie gave them a good position to talk and look into each other face.
Just then, I asked myself, ‘‘What’s going on with me?’’
My craving for sex is now getting beyond me; I got to notice this the week of our planning for this event; I get aroused by every simple tease from the opposite sex, my husband inclusive. I took a second stare at Henry, only for our faces to meet up via the rear mirror. We both smiled, but I was too shy to stand still staring like he was doing. My husband and Sophie were so much into themselves discussing and chatting out aloud. I and Henry only joined when needed or to affirm their conversation; their talks was in between entertainment and the latest trends.
We got to their house in 90 minutes, although we stopped on our way to get snacks. This was the first time I’m ever going to visit Miami, the environment and surrounding was calm and looked peaceful with houses on both sides of the road built with style. We all came out of the car just outside the garage to get the luggage out, passing through the front door. The house was well furnished compared to the former house Sophie was staying in Brooklyn. We got settled in, Sophie and Henry showed us around the house; it was a very big one compared to how you will observe from the exterior front. They had a little garden although the soil composition was partly manure, and a well-levelled lawn. Afterwards, they showed us our room; we unpacked our luggage and got relaxed a bit before joining them in the living room. I helped Sophie prepare juice while she was doing the cooking before joining her to finish up; she made fried rice and chicken, which was just more delicious than expected.
The day went by with chatting, bringing back memories of individuals and updates about each family's status. Towards evening Henry and his wife showed us a list of what they had planned for both families; the outings; beach party organised by his members at work, hangover; though I almost objected to that due to what happened on my last one, visit to the museum, cinema; a tagged surprise, the list was long and I couldn’t wait to get the party started. Space was made for us in case we should want to add up to the list.
One thing I can say since the week began was that I slept like a baby the night of our arrival in Miami. I woke by myself few minutes to nine in the morning, maybe due to the fact that we all slept late. I was the last person to join the table downstairs where the other three were dining, and all with radiant faces. The day went as planned, we all went out to the museum and parks; spent some hours there, can tell you that it was fun.
The next day was a ‘shocker’ to me, my husband got a call to come over back to work; was asked to resume in six days' time as opposed to what was planned earlier. We both were stunned for minutes, staring at each other, until Henry walked up to me and crack us up to live the moment we all have as one together. Our long-planned vacation to the Smiths has been shortened and here we are left with five days. Henry and his wife went inside to discuss for about ten minutes, they promised us that the few days left to be spent will be memorable ones. He went out with my husband to make some ‘reservations’, as that is how he called it while leaving, asking me and his wife to pack up for a trip out of town.
The day that followed was a big surprise to us their wives; they had made reservations indeed, it still amazes me how they could come up with such idea and plan under little time. The next morning, there was a cabman just by our door; once again we were all up packing the little stuffs we had packaged for the ‘new trip’. After what seems to be an hour drive into the city, we got to a dock where to my surprise was St. Thomas. Sophie was so much happy because she has ever dreamt of coming here even though they live ‘close’ to this place compared to us. We passed through the mountain and went over to the other side where our rented sailboat was docked.
It was there I found out that this is what both men meant by the little surprise they wanted to give us ladies; they had planned for this earlier on a smaller scale but want to make it bigger in a different way now. They told us that this will be the best of the holidays we’ve ever had as a family together. We went aboard with two of the escorts of the rental company who put the guys through their previously planned schedules; they explained within the next 75 to 90 minutes how things are operated and location of items should the need arise. The guys took to the cabin with the maps both studying and conversing while we girls check the sail boat out.
We all went back to the rented beach house to cool off after what seems to be a long day, as usual we prepared something light to be eaten by all because we looked a bit tired and exhausted, especially the men; the beach house was structured in various ways, we had to ourselves a big space for the living room and two bedrooms opposite each other at the extreme, making the living room to be in between rooms. The men brought in our bags and arranged them while we made lunch almost turning into dinner. Towards evening, we all went out to check out the environment; it was all mirthful, as usual, the place was very well populated with people in different wears.
Later in the evening after we bid each other goodnight, I believed both couples were waiting for the other to get some sleep before hitting on themselves. I could hear Sophie moan with delight for more of her husband's cock, which turned me on; I began to imagine myself getting fucked by Henry. I pulled over to Charles with both legs spread, asking for a diagonal missionary which ‘stimulated the fuck out of me’. Won’t want to go into details of this, there’s still one t
hat makes me drip at the thought of it.
The next day was packed up with activities, after the usual morning drill we head over to St John, beginning with a three hours under sail then later sailed into the port at St. John for lunch and some shopping before heading off for the Baths of Virgin Gorda. It was so much fun for us, very exciting; we walked all over the rocks navigating, then Sophie started it.
It was unbelievable, at lunch she took some beer which made her a tipsy a bit, both Sophie and I were on top of our voices having fun like days of hangovers at her place as we walked navigating through the rocks. All of a sudden she let loose of her top; left with her bra exposing her big-size breasts, the best thing her bra was covering was her nipples. I could see the look on both guys; Henry was a bit embarrassed but wasn’t making it obvious.
I made Sophie feel all right, although it’s what I’ve been hoping for, I also went on loosening up my vest and my shorts; left with some tight-ass close-up G-string, didn’t take long before she did likewise. Two wild grown-ups and two gentlemen in the open, I guess our husbands were embarrassed but we didn’t care, it was fun to us and living the moment out; we drew attention of few people around though. Our husbands saw that we ladies are becoming uncontrollable and becoming wild, I could even see their pants bulging, which I was almost pointing to at a time. So we all had to go back to our sailboat; we all showered but I did go in with Sophie, she was teasing me; hadn’t been in the tub with a lady for years now, I helped her scrubbed off the dirt at her back while she tickled me.
We both came out wearing light tops from which our nipples can be clearly seen and pointed, also our pants was same; bought a pair when we went shopping. The guys were hungry for us, first came Henry walking around his wife and cuddling right from behind, I cat-walked towards Smith who was already having an erection in his pants; the guys had suddenly let go of their shyness, here we are, just two families. We teased them both with some sexy parade, twisting our bodies and trying to make a uniform walk, this continued for some minutes till we both just shut down suddenly, telling our husbands to get us back to the beach house because it was getting late. We had some beer while we got home and all sat in the open just in front of the house to talk about the day and plans for the next. Just then Sophie break the gist by picking on me:
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