Waking up the next morning was like déjà vu from yesterday; I was clearing my vision through the fog from too much indulgence. I wondered if I was falling into the clutches of alcoholism, then shook myself to rationalise that it was my birthday yesterday, and all is well.
I was feeling great, I touched my swollen labia, which brought back a lot of flashbacks from last night and a smile to my face.
But after the initial fog dissipated, I felt good…a touch of my slightly swollen labia brought a satisfying smile to my face. Maybe I could save Adi from falling prey to my urges as long as other men are available, I thought. But again, the demon inside me whispered in my ear ..maybe not!
First time since we arrived at this resort, I felt satiated and did not find the need to hunt for sexual opportunities. I grasped this moment and decided to give my libido a rest. First, I explored the resort, then I visited the beach on the other side of the land. It was beautiful, filled with tourists of all ages, the morning sunlight, the majestic waves of the water, and the golden sand. A sense of contentment washed over me.
This wonderful feeling was interrupted as a shadow approached me. I turned around, and it was the guy from last night. I honestly did not want to see this bloke again; he had served his purpose. I was forming words to politely decline him and ask him to go back to his wife, for fucks sake, I was ready to apologise too.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, I did not have to do all that. His wife arrived at the scene like a force of nature and smacked his face. She then pushed him aside, pointing her finger at me, she said, “Stay away from that whore”. Watching this drama unfold, my smile turned into laughter. Her hands were on her hips as she was shouting at her husband, making occasional eye contact with me; if eyes could kill, I would have been plant food in a heartbeat.
I had had enough with the insults, the sarcasm in me was oozing out, I raised my hand using my index finger and thumb showing a purposefully false gap to imply that her husband has a tiny dick, then turned my head in another direction. She turned red, and her face had a confused expression. In a surprising turn of events, she said (not with anger) with a humorous tone, “It may be small, but it’s mine”.
I couldn’t stop chuckling at the silliness of this conversation. I responded laughing, “Yup, all yours, don’t worry”.
Her husband was upset with how his wife behaved, or rather, upset at himself for cheating on his wife. He did what all men do, cowered himself out of the situation, saying, “I can’t deal with this right now”. Her husband’s absence or maybe her curiosity, triggered by my implying that her husband has a small dick, created an understanding between us; there was an opening of a channel for communication.
She started to walk towards me and said, “Is it really that tiny?” I wondered if I should tell her the truth or continue to make her feel insecure about her husband’s size. The fact was her husband’s dick was average, in fact bigger than my husband Dan’s, but smaller than hmm, you know who.
Me: Well…
Wife: I guess I know the answer, already being his wife. Not the first time I heard that.
I didn’t want to engage in a conversation with the person who just called me a whore, so I responded with a facial expression of pity instead of words.
Then, to my surprise, she stuck her hand out and introduced herself as Jade. I responded by shaking her hand and introducing myself as Priya.
Jade: Sorry about that rude behaviour, but I hope it will not happen with my husband again.
I nodded, and she smiled.
Jade began telling me things that I didn’t want to hear. I felt like I was a priest listening to confessions and regrets. I had my shit to deal with, and for some reason, I did not feel like listening to her, but she continued to tell me about how they came to this trip with another couple (her friend and her husband) how her intentions of coming on this trip was based on the hope that she could swap partners with her friend.
I could sense the insecurities she had when she said that her friend’s husband was not noticing her the way she wanted him to, and hung her face with a depressing look, saying, “Maybe I’m not attractive enough”.
Honestly, Jade had no reason to think like that. From my point of view, she was a lean, athletic, beautiful lady, although not blessed in the breast category; her breasts were just enough to fill her bikini top, but her face made up for it with high cheekbones, a pert nose and large black eyes.
Me: Listen, honey, I don’t think there is a single mage on this island who wouldn’t find you attractive. mean, sexually attractive.
There was a smile on Jade’s face, and she enquired
Jade: How do you do it? I mean, last night in such a short time, you and my husband… You know what the trick to charm is?
I laughed at her question and said, “Oh, last night was the liquid courage mixed with a lot of libidos and my birthday, I’m not like that usually”.
Jade laughed and said, “Well, happy belated birthday then, consider my husband’s tiny cock a present from me”
I then told Jade about the neighbouring resort and that I was a guest member; if she wished, I could give her a tour. Jade nodded and asked, “But isn’t that a nudist resort?”
Me: Yup, but you will fit in just fine.
Jade thought for a minute and said, “Let me talk to my husband and tell him that we’ve sorted out the misunderstanding from last night. After that, can you take me there?”
ME: Ok
A few hours later, I met Jade near the pool. She was in her bikini, and I was in a robe with nothing inside. I suggested that she do the same, Jae asked me to cover her as she removed her bikini to wear the robe and my god! Youth has its virtues, I must admit. Jade was five feet two at the most and probably just under 100 pounds. Her small yet beautiful tits were “B” size at best; they were sticking, defying gravity.
We started walking towards the gate to the nudist resort, and then Jade said:
Jade: I wish I had boobs like you
Me: Aagh, not always an asset, it takes a lot of work to keep them from slipping down. But thanks, honey, I always enjoy being complimented.
As we entered the resort, there was a series of hooks for us to hang our robes. I had no problem removing my robe, but Jade was a little hesitant and nervous; she was looking around to convince herself that this was a prank and she wasn’t the odd one walking naked. Finally, off it came.
I scanned the resort and noticed a lot of new faces. The weekend was approaching, no wonder the clientele has increased, I thought, more meat, Good.
I took Jade to the reception and introduced her to Divya, who helped Jade with paperwork while I continued my scan.
There were still more women than Men, but the ratios were better compared to last time. There were some interesting couples and some not so interesting; a lot of younglings had a “Red” band. Jade was done and waved her “Green” band at me. I guess she was on her pill and looking for a wild adventure.
Jade was acting like a child in Disneyland, her head moving from side to side, like she did not want to miss a single thing. I was captivated by her wonderment. Then something happened, Jade saw something that stopped her in her tracks, with her eyes wide open and lips forming a “O”.
I followed her line of sight and realised her reaction was justified, a tall man was standing with the biggest hunk of meat I’d ever seen. It was so big and beautiful that I instinctively wanted to walk towards it and touch it; the meat was hanging, extending almost to his mid-thigh. I might have looked at that cock for a few seconds, but unfortunately, that huge cock was attached to a body that did not attract me.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s just that I’ve spent my life maintaining physical fitness, seeing a cock attached to a body with a beer belly and a round body was a massive turn off for me. Even if I worked on convincing myself that there was this thing about his age, he was at least 10 years older than me, and my desires leaned towards the opposite.
Jade, on the other hand, was drooling and elbowing me to introduce her to him, as if I knew everyone here. The gentleman was now staring at us directly; his large, round face gave a warm smile, unsure if that smile was for me, Jade or both of us. Luckily, just behind him, I noticed Sharon talking to a young lad who piqued my interest.
Taking the initiative, I grabbed Jade’s hand and started walking towards that guy and introduced ourselves, then I left Jade with him and said I needed to go. I made my way towards Sharon; I interrupted their conversation to greet Sharon and noticed the guy was not as young as he looked from a distance. He was not a local, a European, if I had to guess. He was close to my age, and for some reason, I was ok to adjust my parameter for men’s age and stretch it slightly.
He was at least 6 feet tall with not a single hair on his body. He had a nice, perfectly symmetrical cock, not huge or small, just perfect for a fuck.
Sharon: Hey Priya, I was talking to Aksel about you
Aksel’s warm smile almost melted me as I raised my hand to shake his, awaiting him to introduce himself
His Nordish accent sent a shiver down my spine, and any modesty that was left in me was given away by how my nipples reacted. Aksel then told me that he is from Denmark, and he and his wife often visit this place. He said they enjoy an open marriage, and it includes their family.
My first thought was that family meant their cousins, brothers and sisters. Mm, interesting, I said.
Just then, Sharon interjected and said, “Yeah, they got their son Aage with them this time”
Now it all made sense. Sharon had an ulterior motive. Aksel was of my age, which would put his son at 19 or 20 years old. This syncs in with Sharon’s interests. Aksel had a captivating demeanour. I barely noticed Sharon leaving us; within minutes, we were sharing a bottle of wine, talking about life, dreams and desires.
I wondered what was happening with Jade and leaned to look at her. She was holding the huge cock in both her hands with drool on her lips. Jade was completely lost and didn’t care what was happening around her. It looked like she had created a realm where only she and that huge cock existed. No point worrying about her, so much for a needle dick husband, I said to myself.
Without any thought, I looked at Aksel and said, “I know it sounds a bit forward, but I want to have sex with you”
Aksel: Me too, honestly, I wanted to introduce you to my wife first, but she has gone to the town to buy some things
Aksel stood up, extending his hand and said, “Let’s go to my room”.
Aksel’s room was a three-sided balcony exposed towards the ocean. He softly touched my back and guided me towards the round bed.
I wrapped my hands around him and leaned forward to lock our lips. His sensual and restrained urgency elevated my sensitivity, emboldening my approach. I slid my left hand down his torso only to find his smooth, slowly engorging European cock. The warm, porcelain texture kept slipping my fingertips as I carefully cupped his hairless sack and began squeezing it softly.
I felt this building desire to get closer and be more intimate by wrapping the smooth dick in my mouth. I broke my embrace, but he leaned towards me, slowly bending me back onto the bed. I was ready to surrender myself almost immediately by spreading my legs and raising my knees in anticipation of him riding me. As soon as my head touched the mattress, Aksel broke the connection of the thought I had and started to nibble at my neck with small butterfly kisses until he reached my tits, cupping them with his hands.
My nipples responded to his mouth and fingers. I could no longer stop my body from arching, helping him to take more of them inside his mouth. With my eyes closed, head rolled back, and an exquisite feeling, I enjoyed his touch, his pressure and the firmness of his body. It was perfect for my senses.
He broke away from my sensitive tits and focused his attention on my belly. My body was confused as I kept guessing where his lips would touch next. I was already wet, my cunt was leaking, and I could smell the sex in the air. Just then, his lips touched the top of my pubic mound, and I could feel his tongue flickering against the split of my pussy. It touched my clit first, sending a bolt of lightning from my cunt to the brain, and my hips were automatically raising against his mouth. I wanted to grab his head and force it against my cunt. It took a Herculean effort to restrain myself and feel the oral magic administered by the mage.
He was an expert in the way his tongue and mouth manipulated the spots; he knew exactly what he was doing; it was beyond my capacity to resist him. He put his tongue inside my cunt, and his mouth encapsulated my clit. My body was convulsed as I started to pinch both my nipples, all my restraint gone. I was huffing and puffing as I came hard on his face.
He then worked me down by kissing my thighs as if he knew how to react to a woman’s desire, then he slowly started to build me back up by sucking on my feet and softly massaging my body. Once again, his face was on my cunt, and I wondered if he was going to cum again. I was so close, but he switched gears and was on to restarting his journey with butterfly kisses. He was agonizingly slow, while I enjoyed those romantic touches and kisses, I just wanted to push his face back to my cunt.
I think he caught on to my emotions and responded even better. I could feel the head of his cock spreading my labia and making initial contact. Before he could change his mind and play tricks with my body, I locked him by folding my legs around him and grabbed his smooth back with my hands. His dick was now deep inside my cunt, and my body was reacting to his thrusts. Every time our tempo gained speed and felt like we were Cumming Aksel would switch gears, bringing both of us down from the peak.
I was lost in the rise and fall of adrenaline. This was the first time a man had fucked me so long with both of us enjoying every second. My body was hitting its limit: I didn’t know I had this much stamina and strength. I decided to let go, a total release of emotions; it felt like I was holding a storm within me. I had a monumental orgasm, releasing a flood of liquid for the first time in my life. I came so hard.
Aksel rolled off and was breathing heavily. I guess he had a great load released, the condom was stuck in my cunt, I pulled it out, and it was quite full. Both of us lay on the bed listening to the lapping sound of the waves, which lulled me to sleep almost instantly.
Not sure how long I was sleeping, I woke up with the realisation that my cunt was orally administered by Aksel. I kept my eyes closed and enjoyed the feeling of a warm tongue. I instinctively placed my hand on his head to guide him towards a sweet spot. Just then, I heard a woman’s moan an inch from my shoulder.
Instantly, my eyes popped open, and I moved my head towards the moan I heard and witnessed thick dark hair spread across my shoulder. Aksel was on top of this woman fucking her right next to me. I was filled with anxiety; my hand was still grabbing the straw-like hair of the person sucking my cunt. It was one of those “what the fuck” moments for me, as much as my body enjoyed the licking, my brain was confused and overwhelmed.
I pulled my head up and stared at a young lad with his face buried in my womanhood.
“WHAT THE FUCK?” I screamed. Just then, the woman next to me was moaning loudly, indicating she was close to an orgasm. I looked at Aksel, and he was grunting and about to release as well. A half-hidden kid’s face hidden below my cunt, Aksel’s eyes rolling back with a smile as he looked at me getting close to his climax, and the woman turning her head staring at me in ecstasy. Yup, this counts as the craziest, most confusing moment of my life.
Aksel was out of breath. He then smiled and said, “Allow me to introduce my family. This is my wife, Nora, and that little rascal between your legs is our son Roland”
My head was flooded with so many thoughts and questions; all I could say in return was “umm. Uh .. I’m Priya”
Roland mumbled something I could not understand. His accent then focused his mouth on my gaping cunt; I was startled a little bit. Nora noticed that and gave a little laugh, saying, “Enjoy, my boy is good at sucking and licking cunt”.
Nora was beautiful with her raven hair and gorgeous body. Aksel got up, and Nora rolled over, sliding herself towards me. Without any hesitation, he leaned over and grabbed my right tit in her mouth. I immediately wanted to jerk her away and tell her that I’m not into women, but for some reason, Roland was doing his magic down there, and I did not want that to be interrupted, so I played along.
It felt weird, the shock of another woman touching and sucking my tits. This weirdness soon turned into curiosity; my nipple stretched, telling her to suck it all up. Nora was now cupping one of my breasts with one hand and sucking the other tit. Aksel was behind Nora and licking her arse hole, I guess.
Aksel was now on his knees and started fuck Nora in her Ass. Nora, who was sucking my nipple, suddenly bit them as she felt the pain of her husband’s dick entering her butt hole. She now had her mine face and locked her lips with mine. Nora’s strong yet sensitive embrace, Roland’s magical tongue inherited from his father, Aksel fucking Nara’s arse from behind, the electrifying feeling of my fingers holding Nora’s firm tits was intoxicating.
This was a bloody freaking orgy that was not in my plan, but the strange thing is, I loved it. The fact that I was in a fucking orgy with a family boosted my desire. I felt like I’d done it all and reached the summit of perversion until Roland stopped and started fucking my cunt.
Fucking hell, this was beyond what I perceived. I was hoping Roland would dance with me like his father, taking me to the peak and getting me down, but nope! I was far too gone, my lips were still locked with Nora’s and my hands were aggressively feeling her tits, both father and son were syncing with their thrusts.
Holy Shit! I came so hard along with Roland; I felt a warm jizz deep inside me, and that’s when I realised that Roland was not wearing protection. Nora pulled back. I think she was expecting her orgasm to come close. Nora was now in a doggy position, and Aksel was pounding her hard. He then wrapped his hand around and started to rub her clit as he fucked his wife’s arse.
I was relishing every moment, and in minutes, Nora came. I knew this because she was holding my arm tightly by the pressure she applied and the squeal she let out. I just knew she was done. Aksel got his hard dick out of Nora’s arse. He was still not done, “what the hell,” I said to myself and reached towards his slippery cock, I could smell Nora’s ass all over Aksel’s dick, I rubbed it on my cheeks and took it inside my mouth.
I started to jerk it, suck it and deep throat that beautiful cock and finally was rewarded with a warm jizz in my mouth. We all took a break, and I cleaned up, then we all relaxed in the luxurious super super-large hot tub.
As we were in the tub, I observed and wondered if this was normal for this family or if this was a special one-time event for them. We spent about 20 minutes in the tub, and I noticed Nora was getting a bit excited. Before I could get involved further in Adam’s family’s incestual misadventures, I announced that I was tired and needed a break.
Nora smiled and nodded, and as soon as I was out of the tub, she pounced on her son, riding him like a whore without a shred of guilt. My body was still not accustomed to marathon sex; I bid them farewell and left the room.
The End
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I really wanted to finish this series in this chapter; unfortunately, the remaining part of the story is not long enough to qualify for a chapter, and this chapter has almost reached its word limit. So, I’ll leave the rest for your imagination.