u/Boobs76

Apologies for the delay in this fourth instalment.
If you haven’t already read them, parts 1, 2 and 3 can be found here;

https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/s/FI9PkPvNlA
2.
https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/s/1gpPfuQigU
3.
https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/s/QQybqwhg4A

I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it from a male viewpoint 😌

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We’d been together now for almost 20 years and life together was fantastic. Gina still looked drop dead gorgeous, ageing gracefully and still retaining her petite and curvy figure that had attracted me to her in the first place. There had been a few bumps in the road over the years but we’d always worked through them. Over the years I’d cheated on Gina several times. I certainly wasn’t proud of this and with hindsight, whenever I had strayed the sex had always been exactly what I needed, filthy and emotionless. My weakness is for women with large tits. Combine that with a pretty face, sassy attitude and preferably brunette hair and my cock over rides my brain every fucking time.

Gina had also confessed to cheating on me a couple of times, and although these were highly stressful and emotionally draining times in our relationship, secretly the thought of another man fucking my wife drove me crazy with lust. In bed together I would make her tell me, in great detail, exactly what her other lovers had done to her and how they fucked her differently to me. I would eat her cunt while she told me about sucking their dicks and surrendering herself to them, allowing them to do whatever they wanted to her. She had a brief affair with a senior manager at work, who when the fling was finally outed, quit his job in shame. He was married and Gina also left the company when the scandal broke but I loved the fact that she was now perceived as a slut and a home wrecker. Our sex life, for around a year after this affair as we healed together, became almost pornographic. We would fuck anywhere we could whenever the urge took us, public sex and being watched or caught by other people became a big kink. Gina’s body though was worth losing your job for and I was proud to call this stunning woman my wife.

I set up a profile on a swingers site to search for other men to fuck Gina. We had lots of offers and met several men who met Gina’s high standards. Watching her being used by strangers while I filmed it became our favourite hobby together for quite a while. She had clearly told me that I was free to meet other women, and while this was a thrilling opportunity, I found it difficult to meet anyone nearly as sexy as my wife. Then Lilly appeared on the scene.

Over the next day or so, since Lilly and I had been interrupted by Gina coming home unexpectedly, Lilly reverted back to form with me. She was distant and aloof acting like the events of Sunday had never happened.
With Lilly in the bath, I had gone downstairs to greet my wife and my cock was still hard. My desire to fuck Lilly’s perfect young cunt had been replaced by the need to unload my balls inside my wife. My dick was still coated in the sour and sticky juices from Lilly’s pussy as I lifted up Gina’s dress and bent her over the kitchen table. She was delighted that I was so so horny and happy to see her come home but she had no idea of the real reason why. I roughly pulled her knickers down her thighs and we both groaned together in relief as I fed my thick cock inside her.

I couldn’t help but compare the two women as I began to fuck my wife with slow deep thrusts. As I groped and massaged Gina’s tits through her dress I thought of Lilly’s tits. They were much firmer than Gina’s soft and squishy chest but both girls had very similar nipples, thick and hard when aroused with the tendency to crinkle up a little when teased in the right way. Both of them clearly loved having their big tits played with and I wondered if Lilly could also hit her orgasm just by having her nipples sucked and pinched like Gina could.
Reaching under Gina to tease her clit as I continued to fuck her hard from behind, I noticed how her shaven mound had a slight stubble compared to Lilly’s baby smooth and waxed cunt. I had only experienced my fingers on Lilly’s young pussy but it felt tighter and not as easy to enter as my wife’s fuckhole. I wondered how many men had previously enjoyed the pleasure of filling Lilly’s cunt compared to the high body count of my wife. Gina felt looser, easier to penetrate and when she was seriously aroused her pussy became so wet that my cock would often slip out of her causing us both to giggle before I forced myself back inside her. I had watched Gina take some very large and impressive dicks in the past and I hoped that my dick would be the biggest that Lilly had ever taken but I knew deep down that this was probably not the case.

I was grunting loudly now as I laid on the kitchen floor and Gina skilfully rode my cock while her tits bounced in my face. She smiled down at me and placed her finger on my lips in a kind of ‘Shush’ motion acknowledging that our guest was upstairs in the bath, and I felt my balls tighten. I pulled her tightly against me so that her tits smothered my face, making it difficult to breathe, and I pushed my cock as far as I could inside her as I the first shudder of my orgasm arrived. Gina held me close and whispered in my ear.

“Fill me up baby, give me every drop of your spunk.”

I had stopped fucking her and now my entire body spasmed as I pumped rope after rope of my cum deep inside her. When I opened my eyes Gina was still staring down at me and smiling sweetly. She traced her fingers over my chest before letting my softening cock slip out of her. As she climbed off of me I saw my spunk leaking out of her slightly gaping cunt and Gina took my semi erect cock in her mouth as she kissed and licked me clean.

“Imagine if Lilly walked in right now” Gina teased.

Almost on cue we heard the bath beginning to drain and footsteps coming out of the bathroom. I watched Gina playfully skip away from me, her tits showing red marks from where moments earlier I had been groping and sucking on her large breasts. I could see a glistening mixture of her juices, and my own cum, hanging in clear ropes between her slender thighs. She bent over to put her knickers back on giving me the perfect view of her arse which made my cock pulse once again. As my eyes feasted on her body I could hear noises upstairs from Lilly’s bedroom and I imagined her perfect body naked and just a few feet away above my head.
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The following Friday night Gina had a girls night out planned and Lilly also had plans to once again go out drinking and stay over at her friends place. I had already decided that I was going to spend the evening wanking myself silly. I’d finished my Chinese take away and washed it down with a couple of beers and it was finally time to relax. I had cleared out our spare bedroom and Lilly now had her own space, and bed, and it was here where I took myself to go through her underwear as I did whenever I got the chance.

I had memorised by now almost all of the underwear that Lilly had with her and after going through the laundry basket and finding several sets of her worn bra’s and knickers I deduced that tonight she was wearing a white lacy bra, which had almost see-through cups and a tiny matching thong. I had jerked myself off a couple of times over this set in the past. Her bra’s always had a faint smell of whatever perfume she had worn that day mixed with the sexy scent of her deodorant and musky arm pit odour. Her knickers guaranteed to be damp and coated with lots of juices and the delicious aroma from her tight young cunt and arse hole. The fact that the thong was almost virginal white meant that her pussy stains showed up much clearer than on her darker coloured knickers. It took me several minutes of delicately searching through her room and trying to leave things as I had originally found them so that she wouldn’t get suspicious, before I found what I was looking for.

I pressed a button and the vibrator came to life as I watched the clear plastic cock begin to swirl and pump in my hand. It was around 10 inches long and made of clear plastic. You could see the internal beads and mechanisms in action as it moved and jerked in thrusts and circular motions. I slipped out of my shorts and spat on my hand, lubing up my foreskin so that it easily slid back over the thick head of my cock. I have to admit that I was so aroused that I came in a matter of moments. Inhaling the scent of Lilly’s cunt from her knickers as I sucked and licked her dildo like a lollipop, I loved the fact that the lazy slut clearly never cleaned it after she had fucked herself with it, and I exploded all over my chest, a couple of jets of cum landing on her duvet. Five minutes later and I was back downstairs after making sure her room was exactly as she had left it, apart from a couple of cum stains which I left to dry overnight prior to her return.

About an hour later I heard the key in the front door as I sat chilling on my Playstation and then I heard a knock on the door. I wasn’t expecting either girl to be home this early, it was only just after 9pm, and when I got to the door I could see that my keys were still in the lock and that whoever it was couldn’t get in. I was delighted when I saw Lilly and not Gina standing there. Neither of us spoke, we just looked at each other for a moment before Lilly brushed past me and took off her jacket and kicked off her shoes. She looked drop dead gorgeous in a short black and cream check skirt and a tight white shirt. I was right too about her choice of underwear. As I brazenly stared at her large chest I could see the lacy cups of her bra through the thin material of her shirt. Her nipples were on show too, two perfect thumb nail sized bumps that I assumed men must have been staring at all evening. She put me in mind of a sexy school girl, but with a real woman’s voluptuous body underneath her faux uniform. I wasn’t the only one staring however. Lilly made no attempt to hide the fact that she was checking me out as I stood before her in my t-shirt and thin cotton shorts. The bulge of my prick was visible and there were a couple of damp cum stains on my shorts, the result of excess spunk seeping from my still sensitive dick following on from my wank earlier.

While I got us both a drink in the kitchen, Lilly followed me and told me about her night and how her friend had met a guy and she had gone home early with him. She claimed to be pissed off that she had been dumped and that her night had been cut short, but her body language told another story. I could smell her perfume and the sight of her curves had blood pumping furiously back in to my cock. I was now semi-erect and I was more than happy not to make any attempt to cover up my desire for her but I intended to play things super cool once again. Her skirt barely covered her arse and her slim, smooth legs and pretty painted toe nails looked like they needed my lips and tongue all over them. But it was her incredible tits that were making my prick slowly swell and stand to attention.

She asked me what I’d been up to and I smiled to myself as I told her that I’d just been relaxing and having a little ‘me time’, instead of the fact that I’d been in her bedroom and masturbating over her. From the smirk on her plump full lips she knew that I wasn’t being totally honest with her. She had positioned herself on one of the high stools at the kitchen counter and when I turned to pass her a glass of wine I knew then that she was in the mood to pick things up from the point a few days earlier when Gina had almost caught me groping and exploring Lilly’s perfect young body.

Lilly’s shirt was now unbuttoned to just above her navel, I could see her bra and inches of cleavage caused by her huge tits being pressed together from the perfectly fitting underwired bra. She looked fucking breathtaking and she knew it. Her eyes watched my cock as I stepped closer to her and I was now almost fully erect once again. I made no attempt to hide my erection and, as she thanked me for her drink, my cock finally stood to its full size, it felt so hard and we both knew what was about to happen.

“You look uncomfortable, did I do that?”

She smirked again and now she reached a hand up her thigh under her short skirt and she began to slowly wriggle out of her knickers. I sipped my drink and watched as she held my gaze and slid her panties down to her knees. I caught a glimpse of the wet, stained crotch of her thong, she was clearly as horny as I was, if that were even possible. The thong dropped down her toned calves and she casually flicked it towards me landing at my feet.

“That’s so much better. Now your turn…” She was grinning and clearly enjoying herself.
She nodded towards her thong.

“Consider those as a gift for later”
I picked it up and pulled them to my mouth and nose, inhaling her scent and taking deep breaths of her sweet cunt in to my lungs. Her sticky grool smeared my nose and lips, she tasted delicious.

I continued to watch as she unfastened the remaining buttons on her shirt before skilfully unclipping her front fastening bra right between her massive cleavage. Her tits stayed covered for a moment as the clasps released and simultaneously I pulled my aching cock free from my shorts. Her giggles made me even more bold and I began to slowly stroke my cock only inches away from her. Her reaction was to sway her shoulders quickly so that gravity won and her beautiful heavy tits finally broke free from their support. Her nipples were harder than the last time I had seen them and I felt a pulse of lust from somewhere between my arsehole and the base of my shaft.

“I want you to take this really slowly”
She sighed, breathing quickly watching me slowly wank myself in front of her and she joined the party, hitching her skirt up over her hips and spreading her thighs wide over the arms of the high stool. She closed her eyes the exact second that her hand came in to contact with her pussy and she let out a low purr of pleasure. She spread her lips wide for me and her forefinger found her clit, making her body twitch slightly each time she firmly flicked it with her fingertip. She was incredibly wet and her pussy made squelching noises as she masturbated for me. I reached between her thighs and as she rubbed and teased her clit, easing two fingers inside her. Her reaction was immediate and exactly what I’d hoped for. After only a few seconds of pushing hard and deep, wriggling my fingers inside her, I noted that her cunt was so much tighter than Gina's, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she went a little crazy. Her body was now literally convulsing, I took one of her big tits in my hand and pinched her nipple as I massaged her warm, heavy chest.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m… Fuuuucccckkkk!”

I continued to explore her pussy with my fingers until she tensed for one final time and I felt her hand grab my wrist to stop me. Her long fake nails dug in to my skin and it was now my turn to smirk at her. She was clearly breathless and her skin was flushed from her powerful orgasm, but the look on her face confirmed that there had been a slight shift in our power dynamic. She looked surprised, shocked almost that I had got her off so easily. Her face, slightly sweaty from the glow of her climax, had softened her features and made her look younger, and now almost a little nervous. She didn't speak, there were no smartarse comments this time, instead she looked at me with a mixture of appreciation and trepidation.

I seized the moment and pulled her off the stool and to her feet before walking her over to the dining room table. Pulling me towards her, this time I allowed it, and we kissed hard and passionately. I reached down to pull her thighs apart as our lips locked together again. Guiding my throbbing cock between her thighs, she groaned in to my mouth as I slowly began to fuck her thighs, her juices coating my cock. Her own hand reached between us both as she touched her clit and raked her nails along my shaft but I still wasn't ready to give the needy little slut what she wanted.

Lilly's hands returned to my arse and she pulled me against her again as the tip of my cock slid between the lips of her hot cunt. I tensed however, as I felt Lilly's right hand, which was extremely well lubricated, slip between my arse cheeks. Her nails felt amazing as she teased the sensitive area between my arsehole and spunk filled balls. I kissed her aggressively and called her a 'dirty little cunt' as her fingers probed deeper. I felt the tip of her finger expertly find my tight arsehole and my entire body tensed, forcing a string of pre-cum from the eye of my cock. I groaned this time as I tried to relax at her touch but the tip of her finger was already wet enough for her to start to finger fuck my arse. Inch by inch she slowly pushed it deeper up my arse as she worked her tongue in my mouth, all the while staring in to my eyes. Any suggestion that I was in total control had once again disappeared.
As we continued to kiss each other, Lilly bit my lip hard between her teeth and I felt her hands move down to my arse pulling us tighter together. She offered me her finger and rubbed it over my lips, noticing the different tastes of a cocktail of our own bodies. I sucked and licked her finger greedily and then kissed this horny little slut once more making sure that she got to experience the filthy taste for herself.

I was so close to cumming that I took Lillys's hand and led her upstairs to Gina and I's bedroom, to buy myself a little time to recover. Watching her sexy little arse bounce and wobble as she climbed the stairs in front of me proved too much temptation. Grabbing her by the hips, she squealed and giggled as I stopped her in her tracks and she bent over so that her arse was level with my face, a couple of steps behind her. Her cunt smelled delicious and I could see her huge tits swinging and swaying, before they too came to rest on the stairs. I ordered her to spread her arse cheeks and I had the perfect view of her slippery cunt and her tight, puckered arsehole as her perfectly manicured fake nails spread herself open for my pleasure.
I began to kiss the backs of her thighs, alternating between gentle bites and licks while I reached underneath her to feel her tits. Her pussy looked so inviting but it was her arse that I needed to experience first.

I continued to kiss my way up until I reached her arsehole and I pushed my face tightly against her. My tongue worked its way around the edge of her hole, like water circling a drain, before the tip of my tongue finally found its target. I had her cunt cupped in my hand, applying pressure to her mound as I pushed my tongue as far and as firmly against her tight little ring of arse muscle as I could. Despite her tensing at my touch I managed to work the tip of my tongue a couple of centimetres inside her causing her to wriggle her hips in pleasure as she pushed back against me. I almost lost my balance and we both laughed at the precarious position that we found ourself in before I slapped her arse hard with my right hand and ordered her to get on to my marital bed.

Lilly had slipped out of the remaining clothes that she was wearing by the time that she eventually laid out on our bed. Her beautiful huge tits fell almost under her armpits as she made herself comfortable. I was mesmerised how they trembled slightly each time she took a breath and I pulled her thighs apart and positioned myself, kneeling in between her legs. I ran the head of my dick between her lips a couple of times before she motioned me to lift her legs over my shoulders. She pushed her tits together between her forearms as finally, fucking finally, I easily pushed the head of my cock in to her red hot, and very tight cunt.

"You're so fucking hard, I need to cum on this big cock."

I felt my foreskin ripple back over the helmet as I began to give this filthy little slut what she wanted. The first couple of inches I slid in quite slowly and Lilly's groans sounded delightful. I held my prick in place as I began to rub her clit much harder now before with one final thrust I filled her tight pussy, our pubic bones pressing together as I gave her every bit of my seven inch shaft. For a few seconds we stayed like this, staring at each other before she broke the silence.

"Fuck me, loverboy. Show me how old men fuck young sluts." She almost whispered through gritted teeth.

My mouth was once again all over her chest, licking her nipples and sucking on her soft titty flesh until a series of love bites marked her amazing rack. I began to now build momentum and in seconds I was giving her hard, deep controlled strokes almost pulling my entire length from her heat before fucking her deep again. We were both so close to orgasm and I found myself biting my lip and trying to think about anything else in the world apart from this sexy slut that I was finally fucking. Her cunt was the tightest that I could ever remember but I needed to give this little whore something memorable, something that would set me apart in her mind from the countless numbers of other men who had been fortunate enough to experience her delicious body.

"Bend over and spread your holes for me, you filthy little cunt!"

I ordered Lilly on to her knees and to bend over doggy style for me. Her pussy gaped slightly from the fucking she had just received and my wet and slippery cock eased back inside her, even deeper now in this position. I slapped her arsecheeks hard a couple of times as we began to fuck again but now the sounds of her tits clapping together every time my bellend hit her cervix, was getting me dangerously close to cumming myself.

"More, give me more cock, you dirty fucker!"

Lilly was losing it, big time. I pulled my cock from her slowly so that only the head of my prick was inside her and then I pushed my middle finger against my own cock and her sticky pussy and I began to push both my finger and my dick inside her. It was tight at first but as soon as I was knuckle deep it only took one more push before the slut was impaled on both my thick finger and hard, throbbing cock. She let out another loud groan and this time I held her by her throat as she began to orgasm again all over my prick and finger. The sensations as her pussy clenched and tensed around me proved too much.

I fucked Lilly for only a few more firm strokes before I felt my balls tighten and I began to unload in her hot pussy. The shudders of my own orgasm forced my finger from her pussy and as I continued to spunk inside her I wiped my finger all over her face, coating her in her own juices asI bit my lip. She didn't protest as I ruined her make up and marked her as mine. We both lay panting now, staring at each other with a lot more clarity now that we had both eased much of the sexual tension between us. I rolled off her and we laid side by side on the bed momentarily but soon Lilly sat up with a mischievous grin on her face. She crawled over my body and seconds later I watched her lower her pussy over my face. My cock was softening slowly but as soon as the first drop of my own spunk leaked from her young cunt and dripped on to my face, I felt my own arousal returning instantly, blood pumping back in to my hardening length. Her clit was brushing against my nose and I wrapped my arms around her arse and pulled her tightly against my mouth. As I began to kiss her pussy slowly, pushing my tongue deep inside her, my own cum began to trickle in to my mouth and unexpectedly Lilly began to cry out again as another orgasm hit her and this time my view from underneath her amazing body was perfect.

I watched as her tits thrust out and bounced wildly as my tongue got her off again. She almost fell from my face in a mixture of exhaustion and pleasure when her orgasm subsided and I rolled on top of her again and began to lick her face and kiss her so that she could share the combined taste of us both. She looked an absolute wreck compared to the pretty young girl that had walked through my front door less than an hour ago and I reached for her phone so that I could take pictures of her. As I leaned forward to pick the phone up, my hard cock bumped against her gaping hole and it slid back inside her again catching us both by surprise. Her pussy felt much looser than earlier and I took this as a compliment that I had given her a really good fucking.
I had it in me to cum again and after about a minute of giving her some hard and fast strokes we both jumped as we heard the sound of keys in the front door. I could hear Gina's tipsy voice shouting to me, fortunately I had locked the door and left the key in the lock earlier when Lilly had come home.  We both jumped quickly from the bed and Lilly scooped up her clothes and almost sprinted out and in to her own room. I stood with a huge hard cock and tried to smooth the bedsheets and duvet before heading down to let my wife in. I didn't dress and by the time I got to the door I was naked and semi-erect.

Gina's eyes lit up when she saw me, I could see that she had clearly had quite a few drinks and this usually meant that she was horny as fuck.

"You must have read my mind babes! Have you been wanking? I’m sorry for leaving you all alone tonight but do you fancy fucking me?"

So I’m recently home from a wonderfully relaxing and sun-kissed holiday in Turkey. It’s been a couple of weeks now before I’ve been able to find the time to recount this true story and I hope that you all enjoy it.

Initially, the first few days were the perfect combination of sun bathing, eating lots of delicious food and having pretty young waiters and waitresses, on roller blades, delivering me cocktails by the pool or on the beach. I could feel the stresses of work and being a Mum slowly ebbing away each day but one thing wasn’t quite perfect. Mother Nature had decided however, not to give me the perfect start to my holiday as my period had started two days before our flight out. I’m peri-menopausal so my periods these days are infrequent and irregular, my last one had been nearly three months ago, and both Olly (my husband) and I had been looking forward to lots of hot sex together so the timing was far from perfect but we had a 'Plan B'.

Hot weather, it had been 30c so far each day, is always guaranteed to raise my libido, as is being openly ogled and sexualised by other men, especially when I dress in skimpy clothes or wear a bikini in public, but for the first three days I was a bloated mess and feeling generally a bit yucky. Olly was sympathetic and understanding as always but he too had been incredibly horny since we had arrived as well.

We had splashed out this time on our accommodation as our children are growing up and they had their own adjoining room next door to us to allow us all a little holiday privacy. By the time we checked in to the hotel it was already almost four days since I had last had an orgasm, a loooong time by my standards, and despite my stomach cramps I recognised that I had become extremely needy and in desperate need of some physical contact and sexual release. Lying by the pool each day watching hot couples enjoying each others company and making out had also got my thoughts racing. I love people watching when I'm turned on, imagining what they look like naked and how they fuck each other. It really is one of my favourite ways to relax.

So, together we decided that it would build the tension even further if neither of us actually had an orgasm until I was ready to be fucked again and so on each of the first two mornings Olly was woken by me slowly stroking my way down his chest as he slept peacefully beside me. I stroked and traced his inner thighs, massaging and teasing his balls with my fingers, as his thick cock began to swell in my hand getting ever harder each time I pumped it slowly in my fist. Taking up one of my favourite positions, kneeling on all fours between his thighs, my arse in the air and my heavy tits resting against his muscular thighs, I would look up at him as I wanked him off, the moment that his eyes began to open I would smile at him sweetly, wish him a 'good morning' before slowly licking the head of his cock like the most delicious ice cream in the world. Now fully erect, I ran my tongue down his veiny shaft as I slowly pulled his foreskin back, my own pussy starting to throb as he began to groan with pleasure.

But I kept to my side of the deal and instead of desperately reaching between my own legs to touch my swollen and very, very sensitive clit, I squeezed my thighs together instead, enjoying the sensation as I took him now deeper into my mouth and began to suck his cock. Inch by inch, and really slowly, I swallowed him as he began to wake up, sleepily pulling my hair and forcing as much of his impressive dick as he could in to my mouth and throat. Olly has an extremely pretty cock, it's nowhere near the biggest that I've experienced, he's just over seven inches long and he has a great girth, especially the last couple of thick inches of meat where his shaft meets his body. But I've always been able to take him to the back of my throat with a minimum of effort, I pride myself on never gagging, just taking whatever he could give me as my eyes watered and I groaned appreciatively with a mouth full of cock and my fingers teasing his balls and arse.

Our hotel was five star luxury, and much classier than we expected and could have hoped for when booking it a few weeks ago. The clientele were a mixture of young families, with well behaved kids and hotties for parents, couples in their late 40’s and 50’s and a smattering of older couples, all sharing the same dream of relaxing in the sun and enjoying the stunning surroundings. It was also nice not to hear many British accents for a change, adding to the feeling of being in paradise and a long way from home. There were body shapes and sizes to suit everyone’s tastes and I did my fair share of checking people out in their swimwear, nonchalantly of course from behind my sunglasses. By early evening on our second day we ventured out of the hotel to experience the real local lifestyle and atmosphere and we weren't disappointed. The kids were at the hotel enjoying the amazing childrens club and organised activities while Olly and I wandered the cute local streets filled with bustling bars, restaurants and local shops, most of which specialised in selling 'genuine fake' designer goods.

I've always been a shopaholic at heart, especially when it comes to shoes, handbags, jewellery and fashion. I was in my element, totally chilled out from a day lounging on the beach, my time of the month tummy ache gradually easing, while my body and mind fizzed gently from an afternoon of sipping cocktails (the Mojitos and the White Russians were incredible and particularly strong!). Wearing only my black one piece (Sports Illustrated) swimsuit and a see-through beach shawl, I wasn't bikini body confident and ready just yet, I browsed numerous shops looking for items that I liked and compared the prices. The staff in the shops were mostly confident, handsome local guys who spoke pretty good English and loved to flirt with any potential customers. They all had their well practised individual lines for the guys, usually based on football teams, and then another approach altogether for any potential female customers, an even more intense experience if they thought that you were alone. I've heard people say over the years that they feel intimidated by being bombarded in this way on holiday while you are simply trying to do a little retail therapy, but I found it amusing, cute almost that these guys were so desperate to part tourists with their hard earned cash, whilst also making it blatantly obvious that they wanted to fuck.

As I'm quite a shy person in real-life, I've never enjoyed haggling and bartering when shopping abroad and it's something that I've always let my partners do on my behalf in the past. But safe in the knowledge that Olly was somewhere nearby, probably checking out football shirts or new bikinis for me, I was happy to play along. My chest was relatively well hidden by my, albeit skimpy outfit, but my legs were fully on display. The swimsuit is cut a good six inches above my hips and while it's not quite a thong at the back, lots and lots of my arse cheeks were clearly visible. It made a pleasant change from guys staring at my large chest and I made a conscious effort to bend over, a little too suggestively, each time I asked a shop keeper the price of an item that I was genuinely interested in.

Olly claims that he noticed Karem first. He said that he’d noticed him eye-fucking me immediately, as soon as I walked through the doors of his blissfully cool air-conditioned handbag shop but that wasn’t quite the case. I’d walked past Karem, holding Olly's hand, about an hour earlier while he sat smoking shisha and nursing some kind of coffee. I’d noted the way that he had looked me up and down, with a huge grin on his face, as he tried to tempt me to 'check out his goods'. I had made eye contact, smiled at him and mouthed “Maybe later…” before walking slowly past him. When I glanced back over my shoulder I was delighted to see that he was still staring at my arse and legs, which made my pussy tingle with unexpected excitement. He was just under 6ft tall with piercing brown eyes and designer stubble on his masculine jaw. He was good looking and he knew it, I would later find out that he was also very charming, speaking almost perfect English. His upper body was firm without being overly muscular in his tight white vest top, and he must have been in his late forties carrying himself with confidence, just the right side of being arrogant.

Karem was on his feet the second that I crossed the threshold into his shop. Within seconds he was stood close to me, he towered over me and I could smell his aftershave, mixed with the sweet smell of shisha on his breath. I didn’t speak to him, making a point of almost ignoring him as he offered his thoughts on what handbags a ‘very sexy lady’ should be wearing. I nodded and smiled at him as I removed my shawl so that I now stood in his shop wearing only my figure hugging swimsuit.

Before I tried the first bag over my shoulders I put my hands inside my swimsuit top to readjust and lift my heavy tits, as the bikini top isn't underwired. My nipples had hardened slightly, a combination of my arousal and the icy cool air from the air conditioning. My nipples now were unmissable to anyone who looked my way. Karem had watched all of this intently and I caught a glimpse of his wedding ring as he stroked his chin in approval. As I tried on the first Chanel bag, the heavy gold chain of the strap brushed against my hard left nipple and I shuddered a little, goosebumps covering every inch of my naked flesh that wasn’t covered by my swim wear. Karem grinned at me again and asked me

“Do you need warming up, sexy lady?”

Again, I ignored him and instead I called Olly over to ask for his opinion, I wanted to make it quite clear to Karem that I was a happily married woman. As my husband walked towards me his eyes darted to Karem and then I saw him look at my tits, noticing how big and hard both of my nipples were. Olly's smirk was the signal that I needed to raise my game a little. I pulled him tight against me, slowly working my tongue in his mouth as we shared a playful kiss. Still kissing Olly, I glanced at Karem, who was still stood a little too close in my own personal space, and we held a stare as I sucked my husbands tongue greedily in to my mouth. I felt Olly immediately began to grow hard in his swim shorts which offered little support to hide his hardening cock which was rubbing against my thigh.

I broke away from the kiss, asking Olly if he liked the bag, but not before stroking his cock over his shorts, Karem watched again intently. As I walked towards the back of the shop I could hear the two men chatting about where we were from and guys football chit chat. I browsed for a couple of minutes before I headed for the door, Karem almost begging me not to leave.

“I have much more to show you in the back of my shop, you will get a very good price, sexy lady”.

But I was already at the door and as Olly fell in step beside me, I smiled innocently at him and turned to Karem.

“Maybe I come back tomorrow?”

Olly and I always giggle at my 'English girl abroad' accent when talking to the locals. Karem muttered something in his own language (he was Turkish and his wife Lebanese) and the last thing I heard was him laughing out loud as he watched Olly slide his hand inside my swimsuit to almost completely expose my left arse cheek, as we walked out together. His warm hand groped my arse hard and I felt the sensation of my sticky pussy lips parting slightly at his firm touch before we walked back in to the hot and humid air outside.

On the brief walk back to our hotel, Olly talked non-stop about how he’d enjoyed watching me getting hit on by this hunky stranger, his prick was swollen and extremely hard as I played with it through the pocket of his swim shorts. My mind was swimming with filthy thoughts but I ended our conversation with one sentence.

“He actually has a lot of things that I’m interested in, we need to go back tomorrow”.

My husband knows me well enough to understand exactly what I meant and he gave my arse one final squeeze before he dropped the subject. That evening was almost torture as at every opportunity my husband brought Karem in to our conversation. We were both hornier than we could recall in a long while, the sexual tension between us benefitting greatly from the 'no sex' ban we had put in place. As soon as the kids were in bed we both sat on the balcony and shared a couple of bottles of wine. I had taken off my cute summer dress and joined my husband wearing only my underwear. It was a beautiful bright green set that I had just bought purposefully for our holiday and I loved the way that it fitted my womanly curves.

"So, do you want to fuck him, babes?"

I let Olly's question hang heavy in the air while I unclipped my bra, savouring the relief of my heavy and sweaty tits tumbling free on to my chest. My nipples were fully erect once again and the thrill was added to by the fact that we were sat in public view on our balcony for anyone who wanted to see. It was dark and combined with the wine I was feeling extra confident and very mischievious. Standing up I leaned against the railings of the balcony and gasped as my sun kissed breasts came in to contact with the cool metal. I didn't care if anyone could see me topless, the fact was that I wanted to be seen.

"He's married, so yeah. I think I do want to..."

My response was cut short as Olly had dropped to his knees behind me and he easily pulled my high-waisted knickers from between my arse cheeks, and slowly slid it down my thighs. I was about to remind him of our rule when I felt both of his hands spread my arse cheeks wide open before his nose, then lips, and then tongue began to explore the gap at the top of my thighs and around my arse hole. He licked and kissed and tongued me like this for a good couple of minutes as I pretended to play it cool leaning against the railings, my tits squished between my arms, as I took in the stunning sea view. When he came up to kiss me I swear that I nearly had an orgasm without any physical contact other than my husband pulling me so tightly against him that I felt his pre-cum leak all over my stomach as we enjoyed another tense kiss.

When I woke the next morning Olly was already up and I wrapped a bedsheet around myself before joining him once again on the balcony. Over coffee we both admitted not remembering going to bed last night but we agreed that we both thought that we hadn't fucked. By my age now I really should know exactly when to stop drinking, but on holiday different rules apply. A cool shower later and we were back to spending another blissful day around the pool, this time the notable difference was that I was bikini ready. Olly knew exactly what this meant. I was ready for some cock, lots and lots of fucking cock.
My bikini of choice was also brand new, an expensive white set trimmed with pretty pink flowers, which gave me a great cleavage along with good support. My nipples, even when only slightly erect were visible and when wet, the bikini top didn't quite become see through but it didn't leave a lot to the imagination either. Each stare that I received from the hotel guests, and staff, felt like tiny sparks of electrical lust that buzzed around my mound. Olly had drunkenly floated the idea last night of inviting Karem back to our hotel late one night, the idea at the time was horny as fuck, but in the cold light of day the logistics were far from perfect. Olly told me how he wanted to watch Karem use me and while I always find this thought a massive turn on, I wanted to play with my new Turkish friend alone first of all. I proposed to Olly that we go 'shopping' again this evening and as I rolled on to my side on the sunbed to gauge my husbands reaction, I saw that he was making absolutely zero effort to hide his huge erection in his swim shorts.

"I'll be ready by 7pm babes, if you can sort the kids out I'll meet you at the poolside bar."

I had once again closed down the conversation, I'd become extremely good at this over the years but although we didn't speak anymore about Karem, we both knew that both of us were fantasising about the situation in our own individual way.
I had around half an hour alone to get ready while Olly organised family duties. We had two hours before we had to be back for the end of the children's disco, and I intended to use the time wisely. I poured myself a drink, put on some upbeat music and pondered what to wear. I chose a flared scarlet trouser suit that had a matching and floaty crop top which I felt gave me a kind of local, Mediterranean vibe, my hair was slicked back from my face in a tight ponytail, very little make-up as my tan was coming along quite well, and a cute pair of strappy bejewelled wedges. Initially my intention was to not to wear panties but the reality was that I was an absolute sticky, hot mess, I had been now for over 48 hours since we first arrived at the resort. Each time I visited the bathroom I would take a pee and then wipe myself clean and every single time my sex juices soaked through the toilet paper. One particularly firm wipe almost tipped me over the edge and for a split second I thought that all of my hard work following the sex ban would be undone. I had to bite my lip and close my eyes tight as I accidentally wiped too hard against my clit and that alone nearly made me cum, almost releasing several days worth of now strategic and unbearable sexual tension.

I watched Olly scan the terrace as I made my entrance on to the poolside bar area. It was starting to get dark and the DJ was playing some really chilled Ibiza-esque tunes. My husband, suitably impressed at how much attention I had received walking in, groped my arse as he pulled me in for a kiss, his hand all over my tits. He looked fit, his crisp, fitted white shirt showing off his chest and nipples and his sexy footballers legs looked hot in his cream linen shorts. I'd noticed a few women checking him out so far during the holiday and each time I witnessed this it made me feel horny and also very proud that he was mine.

"You look amazing baby, what underwear have you got on?"

I took my Cosmopolitan from him and as I sipped it Olly studied me even more closely.

"You're not wearing a bra, you must be incredibly horny???"

His face was an absolute picture. In the many years that we had been together I had only ever been out without a bra on a small number of memorable occasions. Not wearing knickers was a much more common event but I needed to feel a certain way to be comfortable enough to go bra free in public, mostly due to the disproportionate size of my large nipples and 34FF breasts on my otherwise petite and diminutive figure. I leaned in closer to him and in one swift movement his left hand pushed inside the loose elastic of my flimsy top and his fingers found my naked tits. I gulped hard on my cocktail as he rolled and pinched my right nipple between his finger and thumb. My pussy fluttered and my cheeks began to flush.

"It must be a special occasion. Cheers... you gorgeous little slut."

Without a bra, my tits were free to move and bounce naturally. One stretch or movement too far however, and I knew that they would be exposed and on full display for everyone to see and this made me feel even more flirtatious. I felt sexy and liberated without a bra and we raised and toasted our glasses, before I stopped Olly from trying to kiss me again. He looked surprised and then amused as I explained myself.

"You will ruin my lipstick baby, and it's not just for you this evening. Take me shopping..."

We both finished our drinks quickly and began the short walk back in to the local town, while I explained to my husband about exactly the kind of style and colour of handbag that I needed him to find for me. He wasn't listening properly and I could see from the long thick outline in his linen shorts, that ran from his groin across his upper left thigh, that he was also getting as aroused as I was.

I didn't exactly have a plan when we both walked back in to Karem's shop but I knew that I was in the mood to push a few boundaries. But, Karem was nowhere to be seen, instead a young woman in maybe her early 30's greeted us both. She was pretty in a very understated way. Beautiful olive skin, soft full lips and green eyes, her face framed by a long wavy bob that fell to her shoulders. She was wearing a tight (fake Gucci) vest top and the imprint from her lacy bra was clearly visible through it. Her breasts were large, especially on her relatively slight frame and I knew that Olly was very impressed by her. She was barefoot and the tiny tennis style skirt that she wore showed off a pair of toned legs that clearly showed that she looked after herself. Olly decided to take the lead and while I walked around the shop browsing (for Karem) I heard Olly and Enes introduce themselves and have the usual shopkeeper tourist banter. When I heard Olly compliment her on the top that she was wearing, Enes made some comment which I couldn't quite hear but it sounded like she was asking my husband if he liked large breasts. Turning to look at them I saw Olly point at me as he made a gesture with his hands implying that he was married and that my breasts were also large. I smiled at them both and I took this opportunity to really check out Enes's body. It's been quite sometime since I last had really strong urges to be with a woman again, but this girl was certainly my type, as well as my husbands. But Karem was all I could focus on this evening.

He was nowhere to be seen and for once I wasn't interested in looking at leather goods. I made my way back towards my husband and the exit when my suspicions were confirmed that Enes was in fact Karem's wife. She was much younger than him, but they made a ridiculously cute and sexy couple. She paid me very little attention, apart from her initial glances as she checked out my outfit but she was clearly enjoying my husbands company much more than she should’ve been. To buy me some time, Olly asked to try on a couple of pairs of trainers and while Enes tended to him, we exchanged silent expressions and gestures around the question - where the fuck is Karem?

I received a firm nod from Olly, as I pointed at Enes, and he gestured towards his cock, smirking and nodding. I swear that some men never outgrow their teenage sense of humour and I loved this about my hubby. I made my saddest most disappointed face at Olly that Karem wasn't there, to which he blew me a kiss just as Enes returned with the trainers he wished to try on. A couple of young families had now come in the shop and as Enes knelt down in front of Olly we both got a perfect view down her top. Her cleavage was tanned and deep and although her breasts looked big they also looked extremely firm. He was grinning from ear to ear and he didn't miss a beat when Enes asked him if she could remove his trainers and socks, not exactly the normal UK customer service experience. As I watched this bizarre scene play out in front of me, Enes shouted across the room in her native language and I turned to see Karem walking towards me and looking as fucking delicious as I remembered.
Despite his wife being present, he playfully smacked her arse as she was on all fours at Olly's feet, Karem greeted me again as 'sexy lady' and this time he took my hand in his and kissed it three times, whilst softly stroking his fingers along the underside of my forearm. It made me shiver and goosebumps once again began to spread over my skin. This time however, Karem saw the full effect of his touch on my nipples and his face became quizzical, almost studious. He sighed a low sounding moan as his eyes flicked between both of my fully erect nipples.

"You look cold? What is your name please?"

He was making a real fuss over me, talking about the new bags that he wanted to show me, offering me coffee and snacks as he took me by the hand and led me towards the rear of the shop. He exchanged words, in a language that I didn't understand, with Enes and they both laughed, I glanced at Olly who simply winked at me and blew me a kiss as he continued to ogle the Lebanese hottie kneeling in front of him. The image of Enes slowly wrapping her lips around my husbands cock had me momentarily distracted before Karem's voice snapped me back to reality.
I finally introduced myself to Karem as he led me up a flight of stairs that were covered in boxes of faux designer shoes and handbags. At the top of the stairs he pushed against a panel on the wall and, as if by magic, the panel was a door which opened into a large room that had the distinct smell of leather. This was the room where the more 'genuine/fake' products were kept and it was completely empty apart from the two of us.

I followed him inside and casually walked around and the superior quality of the items in this room was clear to see, even to those with zero fashion knowledge. I found the style of handbag again that I wanted and I slipped it over my shoulders so that the heavy strap fell between my breasts. I turned to face Karem and deliberately squeezed my tits together so that the bag strap disappeared between my cleavage.

"Well, does it suit me?"

His eyes were now wide and he stuttered a little, lost for words as his eyes feasted on my chest. He muttered something under his breath and he took a step closer towards me so that I could smell his scent again. He reached out and adjusted the strap of the bag so my tits bounced around a little.

"What about your wife, you naughty boy?"

Now Karem looked at me slightly differently, unsure as to what to do next. I decided to take matters in hand, as I adjusted the strap again, I 'accidentally' traced a couple of fingers around my right nipple and it immediately hardened and poked through the delicate material of my top.

"How do I get the very, very, VERY best price for these beautiful bags?"

I stroked the soft leather of the handbag as I held Karem's gaze, now teasing my other nipple so that they were both fully erect and on show only inches from him. He glanced at the door and then took a step closer to me so that we were almost toe-to-toe. His right hand rested on the naked flesh at my hip just below the bottom of my crop top. He gave me a price, to be honest I have no idea if it was a good deal or not, my focus on shopping was being seriously derailed.

"You are no wearing a bra, sexy lady?".

In order to help address Karem's question, it was almost a whisper, I took his left hand in mine and I placed it on my right breast. As soon as his warm hand made contact with my chest I felt a flood of excitement rush through my entire body. He played with my tits through my top, groping them in large handfuls and squishing them together, paying close attention to my hard nipples and I let out a little sigh of pleasure as I closed my eyes and tilted my head back slightly. Karem took the cue, his hand left my hip and I felt it rest on the small of my back as he pulled me closer to him and he gently kissed my neck. My crop top was now hitched high up under my breasts and exposing my tummy and back. Now, I sighed much louder, more of a groan as his fingers moved under my top and up my back as he checked for any sign of a bra. I pushed my hips out towards him and he was hard, his cock felt hot through his shorts and it was his turn to let out a little gasp.

"How much discount is good discount?".

Karem leaned in to kiss me but I moved my head to the side. He looked a little confused but his hand remained inside the back of my top. I turned away from him to face the full length mirror and Karem's hand remained inside my clothes but slid around my back and on to my stomach. His thick fingers were now underneath the elastic of my top and as I checked myself out in the mirror, his hand finally came in to contact with my bra-less tits. No sooner had one hand began to cup and squeeze my right boob, I felt his other hand creep around my waist and under my top as well. My breasts have always been sensitive when I'm aroused but this was a man who knew exactly how tits should be treated, I assumed that he had gained many years of experience with his sexy wifes beautiful rack.

So far I had been able to keep my act together but watching Karem's hands in the mirror, groping me from behind under my clothes had me biting my lip. I pushed my arse out against him and this time he pushed back. The force of his groin against my arse nudged me forwards and I put my hands on the mirror to steady myself. His hard cock felt incredible as he started to grind it against my arse and I felt the cool air on my chest as he lifted my flimsy top up exposing my aching tits.

"Is pussy as good as titties?"

I remained silent as he pulled my top further up under my chin and Karem began to playfully slap my tits. As his fingers untied the string on the waste band of my trousers, my pussy squirmed again in anticipation and I raised up on my top toes in order to feel his fingers closer to my cunt. At no point did I make any effort to resist his advances. He had my trousers down in one swift motion and my sticky and hot panties fell to my ankles simultaneously. I caught myself in the mirror, stood there like a whore, my arse, tits and pussy all on full display and I have to admit that I was pleased with how hot I looked. Karem's hands were now pawing and groping at my arse cheeks as he began to kiss and gently bite the back of my neck. I heard him unzip his shorts and there was a brief pause as he freed his cock from his clothes.

"We fuck, yes?"

His voice was now a whisper and before I could answer him, a huge groan of pleasure left my body as Karem reached around me and his fingers ran between my wet pussy lips. He slowly teased me for a few seconds like this before he found my clit and he pinched it hard between his thumb and forefinger causing me to arch my back and moan quietly again, this time through gritted teeth. I was so wet that his fingers kept slipping and he changed tactic and pushed a long finger deep inside me, followed by a second, and then a third finger. I was now totally lost in the moment, being finger fucked by a stranger as he rubbed at my swollen clit with his thumb, and I could feel days worth of sexual tension bubbling to the surface. I felt desperate to finally cum and I knew that it would be a huge orgasm. He held my pussy lips open with his fingers as he whispered in my ear but this time he had reverted to his native tongue. I had no idea at all exactly what he said, but his sexy, breathless voice sent shivers throughout my body.

"Do whatever you want to do to..."

The word 'me' stuck in my throat as I tried to sound sexy, provocative and in control but in reality I sounded like the desperate slut that I am, my mind only focussed on feeling him inside me and cumming hard all over him. I stopped mid-sentence as I felt Karem position his thick, hard cock between the gap at the top of my thighs. I watched his face in the mirror, the look of concentration on his face made him look devilishly handsome and then I felt his cock press against my almost naked body. He had lined his prick up against my sloppy pussy hole and my juices were inviting him inside me as he ran the head of his cock around my eager entrance. The tops of my thighs were coated in my arousal and when he felt suitably lubricated, he pulled my hair making my head tilt back sharply and he stared in to my eyes in the mirror. Fuck, he looked so hot right then and I imagined Enes walking in on us just as he was about to penetrate me.

"You English ladies are always my favourites. Nice round asses, beautiful big titties..."

This time he broke off mid-sentence and a combined groan filled the secret room as he forced his cock slowly inside me. I offered no resistance, my greedy cunt taking him effortlessly and then, finally, I felt his full length and girth fill me up. I swear that I could feel the thick veins in his shaft pulsing against the walls of my cunt as he held me tight, his prick buried as deep as he could push inside of me. I leaned forwards slightly and bent over a little more so that he had the perfect angle to fuck me. I watched his eyes focussed on my tits as they began to sway and bounce around as he found his rhythm. My breath began to fog up the mirror as he gained speed and the clapping noises from my tits slapping together filled the room. I felt Karem reach down to pick something up and seconds later I gasped as he reached around my face and he pulled my messy panties between my lips, harnessing me like reigns. As he pulled my knickers tighter, my head kept getting jerked back in time with his thrusts, my own drool and saliva now adding to my ruined underwear.

I was so close to my orgasm but I wanted to prolong it and I managed to push Karem away from me so his hard cock slipped out and I was able to motion for him to take a seat on the chairs where customers usually sit to try on shoes. I thought of Olly downstairs and I imagined Enes doing the very thing to my husband, that I was now going to do to hers. Karem sat down and I pushed his thighs wide apart. His prick was glistening with my juices and I held his gaze as I moved my head closer to his cock and began to stroke my long hair all over his stomach, cock and balls. I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked around the head of his cock paying close attention to ease back his foreskin before I lowered my lips over the tip. I sucked and licked him like this for a moment, making sure that he couldn't push his cock any further in to my mouth until I was ready.

He tasted incredible and now that his dick was in my mouth I realised how thick he really was. My mouth ached a little already at his size but this wasn't going to stop me. Inhaling through my nose I began to slowly swallow him and his body reacted with little twitches as he again spoke to himself in words I couldn't understand. I took him all the way. When my nose came to rest against his tummy I gagged a couple of times and long strings of spit leaked from my mouth in to his pubic hair. Karem put his hands on the back of my head and he now took control and I followed his lead as I began to suck him off deep in the back of my throat.

He sat in his chair, bucking his hips upwards to meet my mouth for a couple of moments before he forcefully pulled my hair again and his prick slipped from my mouth. As I sat gasping for breath in front of him, he gestured towards the chair and we switched positions. This time I spread my legs wide and Karem knelt down close to me before I felt his warm tongue run between my slippery cunt before he pressed and held it flat against my clit. My body jerked to life again and as he slid a couple of fingers back inside me I let out the loudest groan. His technique was first class, this guy really knew how to eat pussy and I found myself digging my long nails in to the back of my hand as I battled with the orgasm that my body and mind craved. Looking down at him I could see that he was stroking himself as he ate me out.

I couldn't take much more and Karem recognised this. He knelt up so that his cock was level with my cunt and this time he didn't need to guide his prick towards me with his hand, he found my well stretched hole first time and he pushed deep inside me with a long, slow thrust. The angle now felt like his dick was rubbing against the inside of my stomach and I reached down to play with my clit. He clearly enjoyed watching me do this and I could tell by his reaction that he too was very close to cumming. After maybe a minute, no more than two minutes, of being fucked like this I was ready to finally give in to my urges. He took both of my tits in his large hands and groped me again as he fucked me harder and faster and I finally melted.

My orgasm spread like wildfire throughout my entire body and I literally saw stars. The contractions from my pussy spread throughout my groin and made my thighs tremble, it felt almost painful but at the same time so good. As I rode out this blissful feeling, Karem grunted and I knew he had also reached the point of no return. I was still softly rubbing my clit as I gathered my breath back when he pulled his cock from me and stood up. He leaned over me and with three or final strokes of his impressive meat, he began to cum. The veins in his neck bulged as through gritted teeth he unleashed the first rope of spunk which splattered my tummy and reached up and over my cleavage. But it was the second and third blasts which really impressed me, this time his cum reached my face, my forehead and hairline took a huge hit before his cum hit my mouth and nose. He stood over me, still wanking, and shaking the cum from his still hard cock and I was covered. I sat up and took his cock in my mouth to lick him clean but he couldn't take this for long as his cock was so sensitive and I knew that I’d claimed yet another married victim to add to my list.

He dressed quickly as I got to my feet and picked up my own clothes but I took a moment to check myself out in the full length mirror again. My face and chest were bright red, there were fingerprints all over my tits and thick spunk dripped from my face and body. Finally I felt satisfied and I approved of the slutty way that Karem had left me looking. I wiped most of his cum from my skin with my knickers but there was so much that I swallowed some of it from my fingers. His cum tasted and smelled strong, and I made sure to make a real scene of licking and sucking my fingers clean as I scooped as much of it as I could from my splattered body.  As I pulled my heavily stained knickers back on, and adjusted my hair before putting my clothes back on, I watched Karem selecting a couple of the handbags that I had been interested in. He put them both in to a large bag before he sat on the arm of the chair to watch me finish getting re-dressed. It was clear to everyone looking that I had just been fucked but I was way passed the point of giving a fuck about this. I felt light, clear headed, and relaxed but also extremely strong and feminine and I couldn't wait to re-join Olly downstairs.

Karem kissed me one final time and he sighed deeply as I pushed a little of his cum from my mouth in to his with my tongue. I wasn't in the mood now however to chat with him. He had served his purpose, to be fair he had impressed me as a lover, but now I wanted to get back to the hotel with my husband and show him my gifts.

I found Olly outside of the shop and in a bar next door. He was having a vape and a cold beer while he waited for me and he stood and hugged me tightly as I approached him. He studied my face and body, I had cum drying all over my skin, and in my hair but he was unfazed. I turned down his offer of a drink as I flashed him the bag containg my two new presents.

"Let me take you home, you gorgeous little slut. I want to hear all about your shopping trip while I lick that perfect body of yours clean."