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Kady soaked in the luxury of her tub, letting the warm soapy water ease all her aches and pains, of which there were more than a few, away. When she had finally stirred from the mats in the gym and staggered to her feet, she could still hear the men in the showers, cheerfully laughing and congratulating themselves over how they had, “shagged that little cutie senseless” and “fucked her brains out” as well as a few other pretty lewd comments.
Thinking it wise to avoid being dragged into the showers and probably fucked at least a couple more times she had hastily thrown her dress over her abused body and staggered through the villa to her rooms. She had looked and felt like she had been gang-raped by a tribe of lusty baboons, “pretty close to the mark to be honest”, and still had streaks of cum smeared over her breasts, thighs, face and stuck in her hair. Thankfully she had managed to avoid anyone, and she reached the sanctuary of her rooms unseen, she hoped.
Looking in the mirror as her bath ran, she saw that her body was covered in red marks, small bruises and scratches. Her breasts and nipples as well as her pussy felt a little tender, and her poor bum still burned crimson and was crisscrossed with the marks from where they had caned her. The three men had given her a thorough seeing to, screwing her until she could barely walk. Some of it had been quite rough, but none of it brutal. She had been well and truly manhandled, pushed or rolled from one position to another as they fucked her however they pleased, but she had loved every second of it and had lost count of the number of times they had brought her to a shuddering climax.
The sensation she felt when she ran a sponge over the red weals the cane had left on her ass made her moan in pleasure and her legs almost buckled. “Ohhh dear, better not do that again, not unless I want to drown in my own bath”, she grinned, “yea, but what a way to go.”
A man’s warm hand sponged her back and she reached up to stroke his face, “Hey Anton.”
“Looks like you’ve had a bit of an adventure.”
Kady sighed contentedly, “Mmmm.”
“I hope they weren’t too rough.”
“They were rough enough.”
“You okay?”
“Mmm yeah.”
Anton ran warm water over her hair and his hands were gentle as massaged her scalp.
“Anton?”
“Yes?”
“Are you okay with me doing that, with those guys?”
“Did you enjoy yourself?”
“Yea, it was probably the most intense sexual experience I’ve ever had.”
“Good enough for me.”
“But you’re not upset?”
Anton paused, “You remember that day in the hot tubs when we banged Susan almost completely senseless?”
Kady chuckled, “Oh yes, that was quite an afternoon.”
“Well, when I was fucking Susan and she screamed the place down until Rufus gave her something to keep her a little bit quieter, did you get upset?”
“No.”
“Mind if I ask why not?”
Kady giggled, “Well, you were having fun, she was definitely having fun, I was kinda enjoying myself just watching and I’m pretty sure Rufus wasn’t having a particularly miserable time either with a good-looking blonde like that sucking his dick.”
“But that’s not really it is it?”
Kady hesitated and looked uncharacteristically bashful, “You’re going to embarrass me making me say it?”
“Go on, just for me.”
Kady smiled at him and reached out for his hand, “Well, you were having fun with her, but you were still mine.”
“Same thing with these guys.”
Kady closed her eyes and relaxed, listening to his belt being unbuckled as he shed himself of his clothes. “You got room in that tub for one more?”
“Okay, what you said was pretty sweet Anton. It’s maybe worth a blowjob, but nothing’s happening any lower than my boobs until I get a chance to recover.”
“Scouts honour, I’ll behave. Want me to wash your legs.”
“Oh, go on then.”
Anton slithered into the far end of the big tub and hot water and soap suds splashed about. True to his word he sponged her legs and kept his groping to a minimum. She sighed as he washed her feet, “That’s nice.”
Kady giggled as he kissed the big toe of her left foot as she used the toes of her right foot to gently play with his privates. He splashed her with soapy water as she felt his erection growing, “Now Kady, that’s not fair.”
“Hey, porno video is Susan a better fuck than me?”
“There’s no way I’m dumb enough to answer that.”
“No, seriously, I’m curious. I mean we’re almost exactly the same height, with the same measurements, she wears my clothes, apart from being different colours and looking completely different, we could be twins.”
“Oh, apart from that?”
“Yea.”
“You really want to know, and you promise not to hit me, and more importantly I still get my blowjob?”
Kady laughed, “Yea, go on then. I promise not to get mad.”
“I’m going to regret this; I just know it. Okay, as far as blow jobs go then Susan’s are just fucking awesome. Now I’m not very experienced, but I’ve heard you say yourself they were out of this world, so I’m going to give her that one, not that yours ain’t great as well.”
“Yeah, fair enough, I can’t argue with that.”
“Now as for your ass. I have to say that’s a dead heat. You both have the most fantastic asses I’ve ever seen,” he laughed adding, “and trust me, I’ve watched a lot of porn, but you guys are just spectacular.”
“Flattery is still only getting you a blowjob Anton.”
He grinned, “Now this next bit is hard to judge. When it comes to pussy, you’re both awesome. But here’s the thing, when she gets excited, she really cuts loose, and she gets pretty wild. But you have better control. Your pussy can grip my dick and squeeze it until I can’t hold on. It’s just an amazing sensation, so I think you win there, but it’s very close.”
“Anything else?”
“Well obviously!”
“Like what?”
“Well, she’s very cute but you’re mine and she’s not, so you’re way better looking. Doh.”
Kady laughed, “Well as long as that’s straight, you might just get your blowjob after all.”
Later, the two of them lay curled together in bed. Anton had his arms around the naked woman and could feel the marvellous warmth of her body. He ran his hands along her flanks and across the wonderful curves of her ass. Her skin was like satin he thought, silky smooth and perfect, and he sighed in contentment as she snuggled her body against him.
“I suppose you want your blowjob now?” she murmured.
Anton kissed her neck and held her close, “No, I’m quite happy as I am.”
Kady sighed drowsily, “You sure? I did promise.”
“You go to sleep; I’ll still be here in the morning.”
Kady gently kissed the arm he had around her, “Thanks Anton.”
“Besides, I want to save myself for when we watch the video of you and those guys.”
“What!?”
Anton chuckled.
Susan and Natassia were in bed and unusually they were still wearing nightclothes. Susan wore a long t-shirt while Natassia had on a pair of pyjamas.
Bethari lay between them, curled up and snoring softly.
Susan stroked a stray hair from the girl’s face and Natassia sighed,
“You know we’re going to have to send her back to her own room sometime?”
Susan drew a breath, “Yea, but it’s like kicking a puppy out of bed. Besides, I’m glad she’s here because I’ve got a bone to pick with you and this way, we won’t be screaming at each other.”
“Huh?”
“You never told me about your birthday.”
Natassia looked up at the ceiling, “I know, I’m sorry, but I was really trying to surprise you with something.”
“But Natassia, everyone would have been there, with presents and everything, and I would have been stood there with my thumb up my ass looking stupid.”
“Well, my thumb’s been up your ass befo…”
“It’s not funny Natassia. I would have been really upset.”
“You’re right, I just got caught up in my own little world, I guess. It was dumb of me not to let you know.”
“So, what’s this surprise then?”
“If I tell you, it won’t be a surprise dummy.”
“Not even a hint?”
“Nope.”
“Bitch.”
“Cow.”
Natassia whispered softly, “Susan?”
“Yea?”
“You don’t need a present you know. You’re already the best present I could ever have.”
“Ooh, good recovery.”
Natassia grinned, “I thought so.”
Susan giggled, “Dammit, now I can’t even be mad at you.”
Bethari chose that moment to murmur something unintelligible, roll over in her sleep and drape an arm across Susan’s breasts.
The blonde looked down, “Uh oh.”
Natassia xnxx giggled as she rolled over and pulled the blanket around her, “That looks like a ‘you’ problem, I’m going to sleep.”
Susan hissed, “Natassia, help.”
The brunette chuckled, “Nope. I said to send her back to her own room. She’s all yours.”
Stefan ambled into the clinic; it was pretty late, but he was glad to be home. He was still feeling pleased with himself over the way the shark-attack victim had survived, he had even saved most of her leg. He’d been away longer than expected what with travelling with the casualty to a hospital on one of the larger islands and then the engine problem grounding the aircraft. But all in all, it had been a good trip. Still, he missed the comforts of home. He chuckled thinking that one of the comforts he missed most was the cute curves of his pretty wife. He knew he’d been working too hard setting up the clinic and he’d probably been neglecting her.
He dumped his bags and tiptoed up the stairs, hoping to surprise her by snuggling into the bed alongside her.
Marta was standing at the top of the stairs wearing a red chemise. It was an enticingly short garment with a low neckline that barely covered the curves of her ass. One of the thin straps had slipped off her shoulder revealing a generous amount of cleavage.
She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the face and neck as she breathlessly whispered, “Stefan, you have to help me. I don’t know what to do.”
Feeling her nipples pressing through the thin garment he had to swallow as she pulled him into the bedroom, “What… what is it?”
“Look.”
She turned her back to him and slowly raised the hem of the nightdress. There was no underwear to impede his view and he felt himself draw in a breath as the beautiful curvaceous cheeks of her posterior were revealed. He felt himself hardening as he saw the scarlet tinted nates that showed clear signs of having been thoroughly spanked.
She stepped back towards him so he could trace his hands across those enticing cheeks and feel the heat emanating from them as she tearfully sobbed, “Look what she did to me.”
Turning she threw herself into his arms so that her barely concealed breasts were squashed against his chest. His blood pressure climbed alarmingly when her hand slid across the front of his trousers as she whispered, “You won’t be angry with me, will you? I promise I’ll be ever so good.”
Enough was enough! Pushing her back onto the bed he hurriedly freed his member, moved between her already parted thighs and pushed into her. He thrust into the gasping woman and pounded her in a frenzy. She almost tore the shirt from his back and wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him into her.
It didn’t, couldn’t, last long and they both came almost simultaneously, her crying out in pleasure and him grunting in effort as he poured himself into her.
He sagged back, “Jesus fuck! Where did that come fro… HOLY SHIT!”
Marta slithered down his body and without warning swallowed his cock, running her lips along it and licking it hard again.
In the next room Florence chuckled as she lay on the couch listening to the crashing, banging, grunting, crying and occasional screaming from the bedroom, “she better leave some for me.”
Eventually, the noises receded, and she prepared for her own little part, slipping her pyjama bottoms off and unbuttoning the top so it hung open, revealing an enticing amount of cleavage and skin as well as the almost nonexistent panties she had selected. She ran her fingers through her hair, making it look even wilder than usual.
Moments later Stefan emerged from the bedroom and staggered into the sitting room. He had managed to pull his trousers up, but his shirt was gone, he looked almost shell-shocked, and his hair was wildly dishevelled. He was still out of breath, and he numbly pointed back over his shoulder towards the bedroom door as he tried to speak.
“What, erm… what, did you do…?”
Florence quickly took three long steps towards the poor man and wrapped her arms about him, pulling him close. Her breasts squashed against his chest and her wild mane of hair hung about him,
“I’m so glad you’re back, you’ve no idea what it’s been like. You have to help me.”
“Wha…?”
“It’s xhamster Marta! I was sleeping here, on the couch, and she came to me, she, oh it’s hard to say! She forced herself on me! Her hands were everywhere, she kissed me all over, I didn’t know what to do!”
Florence stared into the befuddled man’s eyes as she grabbed his hand and held it first against her naked breasts and then pushed it down the front of her panties, “She grabbed me here, and here, and… oh yes… right there. It was terrible!”
He swallowed, “What happened…?”
“Well, what could I do? I was helpless. She just had her way with me the whole night… She did wicked, terrible things to me. She took me over and over again. It was… “she smiled breathlessly, “awful.”
Pushing his hand against her bare breast she sobbed, “I’m so ashamed.”
“Erm…”
Florence grabbed the man by the shoulders and shook him, “You have to go in there and tell her I’m not some slut she can just play with. She can’t just abuse my body like that, making me do all those shameful, terrible things, with my mouth… and my tongue. You need to teach her a lesson.”
Florence doubled up the belt she had somehow pulled from his trousers unnoticed and handed it to him.
“Right… lesson… teach her…”
Florence led him back into the bedroom and after a short, but very revealing tussle, she pinned Marta face-down on the bed.
Stefan was still in a bit of a daze, he raised the belt but the sight of Marta’s beautiful, upturned rump wiggling in front of him as she made those delightful helpless squeals made his pulse quicken and he instead tossed the belt aside, gripped her hips and sank his painfully hard erection back into the oily warmth he had only recently vacated.
Marta squealed breathlessly as he began to shaft her, sawing his enlarged penis in and out of her sopping pussy. She looked into the green eyes of the grinning woman who held her helpless while her husband screwed her with ever-increasing vigour. “Oooh, I thought… you said… he would…ohhh… tan… my ass?”
Florence kissed the panting woman on the mouth before manoeuvring the doctor’s face between her legs. She wriggled in pleasure as Marta’s tongue went to work, “Oh, don’t worry doc, I’ll do it after if you like.”
Later Stefan couldn’t quite believe what was happening as he found himself wrapped in the long limbs of a ginger-haired woman he had never even met before today. She had already given him an energetic blow job, swallowing his load as he came down the back of her throat and now, he was between her long thighs, pounding into her as she bucked wildly beneath him. In front of him, his naked wife was sitting astride the woman’s face with her thighs spread widely apart and from the expression on her face and the breathless noises she was making the woman’s tongue was busy inside her.
By morning the bedroom looked like it had been bombed! The bedspread was in tatters, a cabinet had been kicked over by a flailing leg, and a bedside lamp lay in ruins. Stefan’s clothes, bits of Marta’s chemise and the top half of Florence’s pyjamas were scattered about the room and the tiny whisp of knickers the ginger-haired woman had worn hung from the end of one bedpost. The belt was still lying nearby, and during the night it had been used in a variety of interesting ways.
Stefan opened his eyes and groaned, he felt physically wrecked, but he sighed in blissful contentment, though he doubted his penis would ever be the same again. A warm, naked woman lay on either side of him and he felt like pinching himself in case it was a dream, a very hot, pornographic dream.
Marta kissed his neck while Florence traced a finger down his chest, and he looked at them both.
“Okay, don’t take this the wrong way ladies, but given I’m not actually an idiot, what the fuck was that all about? Oh, and whoever you are, I’m very pleased to meet you.”
Florence gave him a broad smile as Marta groaned, “It’s simple enough, I had an affair with your wife while you were away, but she still loves you. I don’t want to lose her, and I don’t want to ruin your marriage, so I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind having us both.”
“Seriously?”
Marta kissed him again, “Please.”
“So, I get to keep my marriage and have sex with either or both of you whenever I feel like it?”
“Pretty much.”
“Hmm, it’s a difficult choice.”
Marta nibbled his ear while Florence continued to run a finger along his inner thigh.
He grinned, “Well… If I must.”