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Story of Jane Part 4 – Holiday adventures
We were lucky enough to be able to take holidays abroad every year and inevitably the combination of sea, sun and lots of bare skin worked wonders for our sex life and let to several encounters with randy local men. The best of these were in Morocco and in Barbados and I remember some of them well. On our first trip to Morocco we landed late at night and decided to walk into Agadir from the airport as we didn’t really want to take a taxi and had plenty of time. Unfortunately we hadn’t realised how far it was and we were walking past a small village and beginning to think we had made a mistake when a young Moroccan guy, Hassan, approached and asked where we were going. He said it was too far too walk and offered to put us up in his family house for the night.
He led us into a typical village house built around a courtyard but there was no one else around – he said his family were sleeping. He took us into his one-room “bedsit” and told us we could sleep in his bed and he would sleep on a mat on the floor. After a little bit of chat we said we were tired so we undressed to our underwear and got into bed while he, as good as his word, settled down on the floor.
After a little while he asked if we were OK – and then said he was cold – “Can I come into the bed too please?” I gave my wife a nudge with my elbow and she said “Sure, it’s your bed!” He slipped into bed and Jane was between us. There was a huge sexual tension in the air as you can imagine and we all lay there in silence waiting for something to happen. There was a gentle movement from Hassan’s side as he slowly slid his hand under the covers till it was resting between Jane’s thighs. I reached over too and my hand brushed against his and he recoiled slightly so I gently pulled Jane’s leg towards me, spreading her thighs wider to give him better access to her pussy. Very soon his hand was back rubbing her through her panties and she voluntarily spread her legs even wider and I realised she had reached down under the covers and was rubbing his stiff young cock though his boxer shorts.
We lay like that silently for a few minutes with just the soft rustle of their hands against the sheet as they stimulated each other and then Hassan suddenly rolled on top of Jane and began kissing her. He tried to pull her panties down and she lifted her hips so he – with some help from me – took them off completely and then Jane helped him off with his boxer shorts. He immediately began to fuck her – no more foreplay – just the urgent fucking of a frustrated and randy young Moroccan man of about 20. He didn’t last long! However, the most amazing thing was when my wife simply said “Oh my God!” as she felt between her legs. I put my hand there too and she was soaking wet – so much so that we though she had wet herself or something and I pulled the sheet back and we could all see in the half darkness that she had simply been filled with so much of Hassan’s cum that it had flooded her pussy and was leaking out all down her thighs and bum. That was her first experience of being fucked by an Arab man but we learned from future adventures that many of them have massive pricks and heavy balls so full of spunk that due to their sexual frustration they come quickly – but deliver huge amounts of cum.
Next day we found a hotel in town. Hassan visited us a couple of times there and fucked Jane again – once with her standing up leaning on the balcony and him behind her with her skirt pulled up – a real “Wham,! Bam! Thank you Mam!” as it was over so quickly but as usual, as soon as he left, I had the pleasure of cleaning her up and giving her the orgasm she badly needed.
Also in Agadir, one night we were out walking along the beach promenade and there was a very handsome guy renting out horses to ride along the beach. He called to us and gave us his sales pitch. As were on the walkway and he was on the beach his head was just above the edge of the walkway and to talk to him Jane had to squat down. I didn’t have the same view as him but I knew he could see right up Jane’s short cotton skirt to her flimsy lace-trimmed panties. I told him I didn’t like horse riding so he focussed all his attention on Jane but we decided not to take a horse that night – but he made her promise to come back the next night.
Before we went out the next night I managed to persuade Jane not to put on any panties – it wasn’t hard to do as she often did this anyway. She wore the same short skirt and a T-shirt with no bra. When we got to the beach the guy was busy with another customer but as soon as he was free he came over and again was treated to a full view up Jane’s skirt. He said that he didn’t think she had enough experience to take a horse out alone and that he would bring a second horse and ride with her. He helped her up onto a fine horse and I got as good a glimpse as he did of her bare arse and pussy as she swung her leg over the saddle. The 2 of them set off side-by-side along the beach following the water line and before long they were quite distant in an area where there were very few people. I saw them stop and the guy got off his horse and mounted behind Jane on hers – and then they continued along the beach moving further and further away. I couldn’t make out what was happening and had to wait till later to get the details. The thing I remember most was when they eventually came back (on their own horses again) Jane was very flushed and when he helped her down off the horse there was a big sticky pool of what was certainly cum left on the saddle.
We went straight back to the hotel and Jane straddled my face while she told me how the Moroccan had climbed up behind her and reached round and under her T-shirt to fondle her tits and massage her nipples which were soon erect and hard. She felt his cock pressing against her arse and he pushed her forward along the horse’s neck so he could pull her skirt up from under her and she kept her feet in the stirrups so her lovely bum was in the air and her pussy accessible to his throbbing knob. He eased it right up her then took hold of the horse’s reins and they started to slowly ride along the beach with the rocking action of the horse providing the movement that forced his prick in and out of her cunt. Slowly the horseman increased the speed of the horse from a walk to a canter and eventually almost to a full gallop and Jane hung on to the horse’s neck while she was well and truly pounded from behind. The increasingly violent rocking rhythm of the horse and the friction of the saddle leather against her clitoris made her come several times, each time clenching her cunt walls around his rigid cock till she finally felt him spurt his hot spunk deep inside her.
Barbados was very different. We were in a small hotel complex and most of the guests were couples who had come in on the same flight so we couldn’t really mess around with the guests – or the staff with so many guests around. Even the young local lads seemed to steer clear of couples though they were quick to chat up any single girls. We were incredibly randy and concluded that there was only one thing to do – Jane would have to go out on her own. We got pretty stoned on some local ganja and I helped Jane get ready to out – dressing her didn’t take long as she only wore one article of clothing! We chose a short-sleeved white shirt style dress that came down to mid thigh. To add to the thrill I shaved her pussy (which we had done several time before) and even put a little rouge on her pussy lips to make them glossy and shiny. “Are you ready?” I asked. “I sure am!” she said. “Good hunting!” I replied.
From the balcony of our room I watched her exit the hotel compound gates and cross the road. God she looked good! She started walking in the direction of town and had hardly gone a few yards when a car stopped and after a brief conversation she got in and they drove off. For the next 2 hours all I could do was lie on our bed stroking my cock and wonder where she was, what she was doing and who she was with. About 01:30 I heard a car door slam and her footsteps on the stairs. As soon as she came in I asked “Well, did you score?” “Oh yessss!” she replied. She said that a handsome black Barbadian had picked her up and taken her for a drink and then suggested going to a night club. As they entered the club he stroked her arse through her thin dress and immediately realised she was naked underneath – “Let’s just go for a drive!” he said. They had driven to a quiet spot near the beach and he had fucked her in the car. At this I put my hand between her legs but though her pussy was wet I couldn’t feel the slipperiness of spunk in her and seeing my disappointment she said “Sorry, but he wore a condom.” “Did he have a big prick?” I asked. “Would you like to see for yourself?” “What do you mean?” “Well he’s waiting outside in the car and wants to know if I can ask him up. Shall I?”
I looked out the window and sure enough there was a car parked on the other side of the road with one guy in it. “Wow, OK, ask him up.” She went down to the car and they both came in a minute or so later. She introduced him but I’ve forgotten his name – let’s say Benny – and we sat and drank some rum and smoked a couple of joints. There seemed to be a bit of a “Who’s gonna make the first move?” atmosphere so I stood behind Jane’s chair and slid my hands down the front of her dress and began to caress her tits and she tilted her head so I could kiss her. Benny stood up too and unzipped his jeans to reveal a big (but not enormous) black cock with a significant upward curve from the base to the circumcised tip.
Taking her cue, Jane leaned forward and slowly sucked him taking nearly all of his shaft right to the back of her throat. I got my prick out too and Benny and I watched her suck our dicks alternately while we fondled her breasts. “Let’s go into the bedroom” I said. In the bedroom Benny and I stripped off Jane’s dress and she lay naked on the bed watching while he and I undressed and lay on either side of her. We made a good team Benny and I – working our tongues and fingers all over Jane’s willing body – we would each suck a nipple, or one would lick her pussy while the other offered her his cock to suck – then we’d swop. I think being stoned helped and this foreplay seemed to last a long time but then Benny rolled onto his back with his twitching dick sticking up in the air.
“Come on baby; let me see you ride that black dick!” Jane straddled Benny and I helped to guide his prick into her – no condom this time I was delighted to see – and she slowly lowered herself onto his shaft and began to rock back and forward as Benny thrust his hips upwards to meet her. They kept this up for a lonnnngggg time! The speed and strength of their movements was increasing very slowly – almost imperceptibly slowly – but I saw that Jane’s eyes were closed and she was getting more and more flushed in the face. Slowly she began a soft moan of pleasure which moved into being short grunts as she dropped onto his up-thrusting cock. The inevitable climax came and she slumped forward onto his chest and kissed him deeply “Oh thank you, thank you!” Now it was my turn and I gently placed my hand on her arse to tell her not to move and as she lay across Benny I slipped my prick into her hole which to my delight was slick and slippery with Benny’s spunk.
I rode her slowly from behind like that while she kept kissing Benny and taking his tongue right into her mouth and to my (and Jane’s!) delight we felt Benny’s cock begin to stiffen again beneath her. Within a couple of minutes he was fully hard again and I lifted Jane slightly saying “2 cocks are better than 1!” and Benny, with a little difficulty to start, pushed his prick into Jane’s pussy alongside mine. Her cunt was tight to start with but with the lubrication of Benny’s cum we were both able to get right up her hole and she loosened up enough for us both to be able to properly fuck her together.
It was a great feeling sharing her cunt with his hard black prick and my face was close to his and it was almost as if we could read each other’s minds and time our strokes together. I could tell by the feel of his cock against mine that we were both getting close to cumming. “Do you want us both to cum in you together Jane?” “Mmmh! Oh yes please!” Benny and I kept eye contact as we increased our thrusts and I said “Here I come!!!” “Me too!!” said Benny and we both drove our cocks as far up Jane’s pussy as possible and we felt them pulse as we emptied our balls into her hot cunt.
After that we slept but we did manage one more double fuck before Benny left just after sunrise.
