Story 200 Strip XXX - Another Fantasy off my Bucket List.

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Hi from Betty & Tom.

         Tom and I had found that story about playing Stripping XXX. (Story 108 – Playing Strip XX.) It surprised us that it actually happened at our farm. It was a sexy story, one of the best, and quickly became one of our favourites. We’ve made up many bedroom fantasies about playing that game. Saying to each other, what if we’d been there that night?

        Now we were back in Southern India and we’d just learnt they were going to play that game Friday night. That one on our farm had been double X but this one they were planning was triple X so does that mean it’s better? I spoke to Tom and he agreed that we should get into this game if we could. I got him off to a great couple of orgasms that night by telling him about all that hot Indian pussy he was going to get. He didn’t take long to return the favour, telling me about all the hard, Indian cock I was going to get.

        Of course, that didn’t take our desires away, only made them worse.

        We arrived at the house during the afternoon because we had been delayed, waiting for Jeevan’s brother to pick-up the older children. They were going off on an adventure weekend, visiting a zoo or other fun things. For us, it meant we were last to arrive but it was all good. At least we had only missed lunch.

        During the afternoon, we were beside the pool, got involved in that big fight where all us women were stripped and thrown in the pool. I notice my husband was very much in the thick of the fun too. I heard more than one of the girls call him a “Bad Farmer!” or “Naughty Boy!” But I don’t think they really minded what he was doing to them. I also notice that the two men who stripped me also weren’t exactly shy with their hands too. Not that I minded that either.

        I was also watching when Tom took part in the fun with Kalki. Oh, was that a hot show! Watching Joseph eating her and that fucking on the table. Wow! What a lucky girl, she got some good orgasms then.

        Next, we watched Mootie with Shanti. Mootie is a nice man, I like him. I don’t think Shanti needed to embarrass him in front of everyone like that. But I was surprised he let down his guard with her and allowed himself to be taken so easily. Anyway, once he got her on her back, did he make up for it and what? That woman really got a good fucking. He was quite rough with her actually but she seemed to take it Ok, enjoyed it too. She certainly deserved all she got, after what she did to him.

       I was beginning to wonder when mine was going to cum! LOL

       Yes! Yes! I know. I’m going on again, aren’t I? You men are probably grumbling when this old lady will stop going on about things you have already read and get on to something new. Well, I am older, I do ‘go on’ a bit, it comes with the territory. Live with it! LOL.

     

Here goes - Stripping XXX.

        After dinner, we moved back out to the pool area. This was chosen as it was bigger than the lounge rooms and just concrete, in case oil or anything got spilt. There were good lights out there and these evenings in South India were refreshingly cool but not in any way what you would call cold.

       The game could only take eight players, well eight couples actually. It was decided the rest would sit in seats around the area to watch while the players sat in a circle on the ground. Much as had happened that first time at the camp I imagine.

       They arranged mats on the concrete area near the pool, where us contestants who were playing would sit. Others pulled up a ring of chairs to watch. At this point, they were sorting who would be playing. Eight couples, sixteen people. I thought people would volunteer but Amita seemed to be picking them. Tom was standing beside me watching.

       Amita came to us, “You two are in if you want,” she said.

       Of course, we were only too willing to step forward and take a place in this game.

       “Yes, Amita, we’re in,” Tom said.

       “No, not together,” she said. “You have to find other partners from those playing.”

       Oh, this was more interesting! It came as a surprise when they said, ‘No married couples.’ We each had to find another partner, a different partner to our spouse. I knew this game would be sexy enough playing with my husband but now I had to find a different man. Well, in truth, he found me. It was the younger Indian guy, Payam, Sairu’s husband. I knew I'd struck it lucky with him. Happy that he had picked me too. I notice Tom was quick to match up with Katrina. (Naughty old farmer, going after the sexy young Indian girl! LOL)

        During the afternoon and dinner, we had been either naked or wearing next to nothing. Since this was a stripping game, those playing had to put on their clothes so they could take them off again. Ha! Ha! We went off to get clothing and I made sure I was wearing my sexiest undies too. Well, why not? Give him something to enjoy while getting me naked.

        So, everything was ready, we were all sitting around with our playing partners, the board was setup and ready to go. I looked over at Payam and he was smiling at me. He seemed happy enough, I just hope this old lady wasn’t going to disappoint him. He was a good-looking guy, lean tight body and a nice looking cock from what I’d seen. I wouldn’t mind that for the....I mean him for a night. If not then at least to get lucky with him before the game was over.

        I could just imagine it. Me being on my back with him on top, his hard cock pounding into my pussy. Feeling that hot, hard shaft in me. Bringing me off to some wild orgasms before he filled me with his cum. Then me on top, riding him, enjoying him until I got off with some more wild orgasms.

        Oops! Sorry! Got distracted there a bit. Better get back to our story. 

        So, there we were, eight married couples, none who had played this game before, except Katrina and we had rearranged to be with different partners like this: -

                      Betty – Payam.

                      Sairu – Brian.

                      Tom – Katrina.

                      Jeremy – Mega.

                      Paula – Jeevan.

                      Joyce – Hamza.

                      Donald – Kalki.

                      Mandara – David.

       Now we were all dressed, each wearing the required number of six clothing articles, all taken our positions in the circle and the game could get underway. The first phase was much like has been described in earlier stories, (See Letter 13 and Letter 18. For the game, Stripping XX see Story 108.) Payam and I did Ok, holding on to our penalty cards until well into the game.

         Finally, it happened, couple Jeremy – Mega had to take off an item of clothing each. Of course, Amita had told us we were not allowed to remove our own clothing so we watched while Jeremy removed one of Mega’s clothes and she removed one of his. Soon others ran out of cards too and were forced to repay demands by removing clothing items. The couple Joyce – Hamza made a strip demand off us. As others had already done, this had to be met by removing an article from each other. This was sexy, even for an outer item like a jacket, because it brought us one step closer to getting totally naked.

        As the game continued and we steadily moved towards nudity although I noticed some of us were getting there a lot faster than others. Not that I had any problem with nudity. I had been naked most of the afternoon, only putting on clothes to play this game so getting naked again was no problem. In fact, it would be more correct to say that I was enjoying it. I also enjoyed getting the young man next to me naked too. If there had been a way to speed things up without the ‘luck’ of cards I probably would have taken it.

        Soon I was down to just my underwear, sexy underwear. Just very tiny panties, almost a G-string and a low-cut bra which my ample breasts almost were bursting out, just barely covering my nipples. They were sexy, I felt sexy wearing this set, but then, isn’t that the general idea, being sexy.

        Now it was time for Payam to take off my bra. I turned away from him so he could reach my back. I should have used a front clipping bra then he could reach between my boobs to undo it but this worked Ok too. I felt his hands at the bra catch and then felt it come loose. He reached up, pulling the bra straps off my shoulders so the bra cups fell away from my breasts. I was left sitting there naked from the waist up with my big tits on show.

       Then I felt his hands come around me under my arms, going straight for my larger breasts. Yes, two hands going for my boobs was a surprise, a delightful surprise. His touch caught my breath, making me give a gasp. I felt his hands under my boobs, holding them supporting them like he was presenting them to those watching. I felt his fingers going for my nipples, rubbing them, pulling them, rolling them between his thumbs and fingers. Damn, that felt good! I fell back against him with my eyes closed.

        “Hey, Payam,” I heard Steve say. “You’re supposed to undress her, not play with her.”

        I heard a number of other giggles at that but the man behind me kept on playing with my tits, squeezing them and moulding them in his large hands.

        I opened my eyes, looking straight at Steve. “If Payam wants to do a thorough job of undressing me, I’m not going to stop him. So, Steve, mind your own business.”

       “Oh! Wow!” I heard Shanti say.

       “That’s telling you, mate,” Peter laughed.

       Others were laughing too. I didn’t care. I was enjoying what he was doing to my nipples but I think he might have become embarrassed at the attention because he pulled his hands away.

       “Now look what you’ve done Steve,” I said.

       “Do you want me to come down and finish it.”

       “No Steve,” Amita said. “Let them get on with the game.”

       “So, can I play with your nipples Amita?”

       “Steve! I’m running this game.”

       “You run your game while I play with your tits, honey.”

       “But I…….”

       “Sure, I know you want it. Want what Betty just got.”

       I saw Amita get a slight smile on her face. I realised she was actually considering it.

       “Ok Steve,” she said.

       “Bring it on!” Steve replied getting up from his seat.

       “But one thing Steve…..”

       Steve stopped, looking at her.

       “Don’t want just what Betty got. I want more than that.”

       “Sure honey,” Steve laughed. “You’ll get all that you want.”

       “I want it all.”

       He nodded, “Of course.”

       Then, the two of them got up and walked away. Just like that! Surprised, we all watched them walking off. We all saw his hand go for her bare arse too. Heard her giggle.

       “That was quick,” Jenny said.

       “I thought he was going to play with her tits,” Peter laughed.

       “I’m sure he’ll eventually get to those,” Joseph said.

       “There goes the umpire for the game,” Sarvesh said with a laugh.

       Looks like it, mate,” Mike said. “Shanti do you want to take over?”

       “Sure,” Shanti replied. Then turning to us players she said, “Ok guys, Mandara and David, it’s your turn.”

       And the game continued.

       So Payam and I were down to our last clothing. I was in just my panties and he was in his white shorts. It was obvious by the interesting peak in front that this guy was horny and ready to come out. I must admit that this old lady was ready too, ready to get him out for a play.

       I’ve noticed some of the Indian men wore these unsexy white shorts, particularly the two younger men, Payam and Hamza. I thought I might buy them both something sexier, the tight ones, men wore in New Zealand. They come in nice colours too and sexy for the girls when they get their men naked. You can buy packs of them in Auckland department stories so I decided to send each man a pack when we got home.

       Paula and Jeevan made a call on us. We had no more cards left so payment needed to be made with clothing, the last of our clothing. Payam stood up and faced me, ready for me to get him totally naked. In the front of his shorts, a bulge pointed in my direction, very obvious to everyone what it was. I couldn’t help reaching for it, giving him a quick feel. Yes, there was something hard inside too.

        Now my hands had moved to his hips. Grasping his shorts, I began to ease them down. Yes, I did say ease them. I wanted to take my time, to enjoy this, partly because of the state he was in and partly for my audience. Yes, everyone was watching, waiting for me to reveal him. I was ready to have a good look too and I fully intended a good feel too. Well, would any of you girls do anything different when there was some young cock in front of you?

       There was the usual crop of pubic hair and then his cock began to appear. I pulled the shorts away from him and eased them over his head. He sprang free, boldly standing out towards me. Young cock, hard as steel. Aren’t they beautiful? Well, the one in front of me certainly was.

       “Oh, wow!” I said. “What a beauty.”

       His reply, not much more than a noise.

       I knew this was as sexy for him as it was for me. My hands went for him, one wrapping around his shaft while the other rubbed over his cock head.

       He felt that, giving a soft moan.

       “You guys! Get so hard…… Like steel!”

       My hands were all over him as I began to pump him.

       “I hope…. I have fun….. with you later,” I breathed looking directly at his cock.

       “I hope…. too,” I heard him say.

       “Betty, stop playing so we can get on with the game,” Mega said. “We have some more cocks to get out first.”

       I looked over and smiled at her. “Yes, Mega. We do, don’t we?”

       Now he kneeled in front of me as I stood, waiting for him to reveal my pussy. He pulled at the sides of my panties and they slipped away slowly displaying my pussy. Yes, like me he was taking his time, enjoying slowly revealing more and more of me. He was close too, just in front of me so there was nothing left hidden from his eyes.

       Finally came that last tug and my panties were around my ankles. Just as I had done, his hands went in for a feel. Yes, I know. At this point, feeling up was not allowed but who was going to worry about that. He wanted to feel, I wanted him to, end of story!

        His fingers ran through the hair until they found my lips. The way his fingers ran down their wet length. That was good. My whole body gave a shudder of pleasure.

        Other’s noticed it and giggled. There were the comments too. “Slow down Betty.” “Don’t get horny on us.” “We haven’t got to that part yet.” It was all good fun.

        I took my place beside Payam again and the game continued but for me, things were different now. He had almost said he was going to give me a fucking and I intended holding him to it.

        Everyone in the game was naked when we got to make our first sexual demand. We had just picked up a chance card with Katrina & Tom’s colour.

        “What should they do?” I asked Payam.

        “Get him to play with her,” he replied.

        “Ok then,” I laughed.

        “Tom, we want you to play with Katrina’s tits. You can do anything you like with them but only her tits. Touch nothing else.”

        I saw the big smile on Tom’s face as he turned towards Katrina. She was smiling too. His hands went straight for her gorgeous breasts, contacting them underneath before running up over the nipples. It looked hot and must have felt like it too, judging by the way she shut her eyes as she gave a deep sigh. A few were amused at that too but for me, it wasn’t amusement I was feeling. Watching what my husband was doing to her tits was making me even hornier.

         He must have spent half his required time working over her nipples. Both hands, on a nipple each, doing exactly the same. Touching then, running over them with his fingertip. Taking them between his fingers, rubbing over them, rolling them between his thumb and finger, even gently pinching and pulling them. So, hot to watch! 

         Soon the feeling phase had moved to nipple licking and sucking. Oh, I know Tom is into that, even with smaller tits like Katrina has. We all could see what he was doing to her and there can be no doubt she was absolutely enjoying it. I loved seeing those long licks over her nipples. I knew just what that felt like. I saw him licking around the dark areolas and then how the full nipple slipped into his mouth.

        That must have been the best for Katrina. She was holding his head with both hands, pulling him against her chest. Her eyes were closed and from time to time she’d give a moan. Wow! That was so hot to watch. It almost looked like he could get her off by just sucking her tits if that was physically possible.

        A few turns later they got to return a demand on us. They spoke briefly between them and then Katina began to speak.

       “Betty, you made Tom do those things to me,” she said. “Now Payam has to do the same to you.”

       Payam was happy with that as I presented my large breasts to him. This time I was facing him as his hands came up to me. I felt his hands contact me and closed my eyes to enjoy. What he had done before had been good but now he really gave me the treatment. It wasn’t long before he began sucking. At one point, he pressed his face in between them while I held them against his head. But then he returned to nipple licking and sucking again. That was the best, really getting to me until Shanti called our time was up.

       The next demand made on us came from Sairu and Brian.

       “Betty, now you get to suck a cock,” Brian said. “Anyone but Payam. Select someone and give us a show.”

       I looked at Payam and he looked a bit disappointed but then Sairu began speaking. “Payam you must choose any women and eat her pussy. Not Betty of course. She will be busy.”

       I looked around at the circle of men. I’m sure they were all hoping I would pick them. Since I was denied the hard, young cock beside me I decided on another young cock across the circle and I got up to move around to where Hamza was sitting. Joyce his partner got up to allow me room to sit beside him.

       I heard Payam say, “Joyce come and sit beside me.”

       So Payam was going for some white pussy, was he? The white bare pussy of Joyce’s. I was sure he was going to enjoy that. She would too. I know she was a horny one, only too keen to get into the action and play. She sat down beside him and lay back, thighs open, presenting her bald pussy for him. I saw his hands reach for her and it would have been fun to watch. But I had to bring my attention back to the job in hand. Well, the cock in my hand actually. Another nice one. Hard and ready for my full attention.

       He was laying on his back as a looked down at him. Long shaft, slightly curved, I could see the veins running up and around under the black skin. The shaft ended with the small groove under the head before it widened into a mushroom head. The flared head ended in the point with its tiny opening. You girls know what I mean, the point that presses in and bursts through our pussy lips. I was thinking about him bursting into my pussy too.

       I began with licks, up along his shaft, much the way you would lick at an ice cream. But no ice cream was as hard and rigid as this was. I moved higher, licking around the groove under the head until finally, I moved on to the head itself. I was now working on him, my licking going around and over him.

      I heard him moan and looked up to see his eyes were closed. I knew it was time to take him in my mouth. My lips opened allowing him between them, taking him into my mouth. While I began sucking at him I continued to pump him with my hand. For time to time, I’d stop, giving him a feel licks over his head before continuing to suck him again.

       Hamza was getting close now. I wasn’t sure if making him cum was part of the plan. But I didn’t care. I was here to suck him, give him the best blow-job I could so why shouldn’t I take him the whole way. As I said, he was close, only moments away now. Do I take him in my mouth or do I let him cum on my tits? Either was fine with me and I didn’t have time to stop and ask him.

        His cum was on him now. I held him in my mouth as great globes burst from him. So much! I had to swallow a few times before he was finished. Even though, some escaped from my lips to drip down onto my tits. While he watched, I rubbed some of his cum over each nipple.

       As Hamza cleaned himself up with a towel Jenny had given him, I returned to my side of the circle. Payam was still eating Joyce. I could see his fingers had her pulled open and his tongue pressing into her. It looked good and the way she was wiggling around, it must have felt good too.

       Suddenly her cum hit her. She cried out, her pussy thrust hard against him as her orgasm burst. I also noticed he had the skill to lick at her clitty to keep it going for her. That was a promising sign for what I hoped to get from him later.

       Finally, she was over it. She soon recovered and smiled at me as she got up to return to Hamza on the other side of the circle.

       “Do I get some of that too?” I whispered to Payam.

       “Of course, Betty. As much as you want.”

       “I’m going to hold you to that,” reaching over to give his cock a quick feel.

       “I hope you do.”

       Oh wow! This guy was really giving me the big come on or was it me giving him a cum on.

       The next demand made on us came from Jeremy and Mega. “Coat each other in massage oil,” he told us.

       “Do a good job,” Mega laughed. “Don’t miss the best parts.”

       Oh, we all knew what the best parts were and I had no intention of missing them. I was sure Payam felt that same way too.

       We were sitting facing each other as taking some of the oil from the bottle Hansini gave me, I began to apply it to his chest. My hands moving over his dark brown skin spreading the oil as I went. Meanwhile, his was returning the favour to me. His large hands spreading oil all over my tits. That felt good but even better was to come.

       He leant closer until my breasts were touching his chest then began moving rubbing my tits across him. That felt even better than his hands had. My hands were around him rubbing the oil over his back and down his sides. But I wanted to go lower. I gently pushed him back so I could reach for his cock, rubbing the slippery oil all over him.

       He pushed me back so I fell back on the ground with my legs partly open. He moved closer, pushing my legs further apart as he went in for the kill. He poured more oil over his hands then reached for my pussy. Yes, this was the full treatment. First, rubbing over me, up and down my pussy making it even wetter than it was. His fingers were moving through my pussy hair. Soaking and coating the hair as he went. He pressed lower over my pussy lips. His fingers finding my swollen lips, running down over them and the pulling back up again. He was stroking along my excited open lips, pushing between them. That became pushing his fingers deeper until he was finger fucking me. One hand thrusting fingers deep inside while the other hand was working my clitty.

        I had been on a sexual high even since we began playing this game. The anticipation of stripping then having Payam strip me until now we were playing. It was all sexy and all building me for what was happening now. As you can imagine being wet meant I wasn’t far off cumming so this final clitty play was what it took to put me over. There wasn’t the slow build-up of most cums. You girls know, you feel it building, starting, feeling nice in your clitty, then swelling over the pussy, deepening and building until the orgasm filled our mind and body.

        This one was different, sudden, overwhelming. One minute feeling nice and the next exploding through my body. Whamp! It hit me! Filling my mind and body. They tell me it was nothing short of spectacular to watch. I don’t know about that. I just know it was intense and sharp. Bursting upon me, sending the thrills of orgasm through my body.

        He let me down gently. Now his fingers had pulled back from direct contact with my clitty, gently massaging over the hood as I returned to normal. I opened my eyes and looked around. They were all looking at me. I suddenly realised I’d taken that mind-blowing orgasm while everyone watched.

       “That was hot,” Mike said.

       “I want some too,” Mega added.

       “Betty, that was amazing,” Mandara said.

       “No, Mandara, not me. Payam was amazing.”

       “I bet he was,” Sharon said. “The way you went off.”

       I had been surprised and a bit shocked they were watching. But of course, they were all watching. Now I was pleased. Both pleased with myself and with what Payam had done.

       I turned to him. “Thank you, Payam. That was so good.”

       “I know that,” he laughed.

       I sat back as the game continued.

       Some of the others got demands on them. It was sexy to watch others at play. Sexy to see what others were willing to do. And yes, there were a couple more orgasms too.

      Watching Jeremy cum was good. Mega was doing it. She had to excite him, make him cum so he would cum on her tits. She did too, her hands and then her mouth working him until she pulled back at the last moment, presenting her tits to him so he could land cum over them. We watched as he reached for her rubbing his cum over her breasts and nipples. That was sexy.

       Now Katrina and Tom were making a move on the board. I watched them pick up a card and when she turned it over I saw it was our colour. I knew there would be another demand coming in our direction and I wondered what it would be. Things were getting hot and sexy by then so I knew it could only be good. They talked quietly between them and I heard Katrina giggle.

       “Yes Betty, now you get to feel Payam's cock in you,” Tom said.
       I was surprised he said it just like that. It was like my husband told me 'Betty go fuck him.'
       “Thank you, Tom,” I replied.

        “I know you’ve been looking forward to it,” he laughed.

        I turned to Payam.

        “How do we do this?” he asked.

        That surprised me, this sexy guy going shy on me. Not that it stopped me. I just told him I’ll start it with me on top and then he can finish. I smile came on his face as he agreed to my suggestion.

        I got him to lay on the mat while I kneeled with a leg each side of his legs. I reached forward for his cock. He was still semi-hard and still slippery with the oil. It didn’t take me long to work him up again. Soon he was hard as steel and ready for my pussy.

        I move forward, moving up until my pussy was over his cock with my legs each side of him. Still holding him with one hand I guided him to my pussy lips. I was horny for his cock, wet and ready for him. With the slightest pressure down on him, I felt the head press in against my pussy lips. A bit more and he was pressing in. My lips parted, allowing him and with a deep sigh, I sank down on him.

        Oh, that felt good!

        Looking down at my pussy and his cock, I lifted up, pulling away from him and then pressed down again. This time going deeper, taking more of him. A few more thrusts and I was taking all of him. That lovely cock, going in deep, filling my pussy. I knew before that he was going to feel good inside me and I wasn’t disappointed, he did too.

       I leant forward a bit and began to move my hips. It was a thrusting motion, pressing back and down against him. Then a pulling motion as I pulled up and away from him. Each time feeling and enjoying that hard rod sliding between my pussy lips.

       Meanwhile, his hands had gone for my tits that had been swinging and doing a merry dance in front of me. His hands grasped me, hold their weight, his thumbs rubbing over my nipples. That felt good too, only adding even more to the enjoyment being generated in my pussy.

       At first, my fucking motion was slow and deliberate but as passion took hold of us I began to move faster. Soon he was joining in, using his hips to thrust up at me, each time meeting my downward thrusts. We were going for it now. I was really fucking him and I knew it would only be a matter of time before we both got off. But time was something I didn’t have. 

        “Times up!” I heard Shanti call with a laugh.

        But that cock inside me felt too good. I didn’t want to stop.

        “I want to finish this,” I told Payam.

        “I want that one too.”

        “Let’s go somewhere and do it properly?” 

        “What about the game?” he asked.

        “To hell with the game!”

        Others had been listening and when it became clear we intended abandoning the game I heard Sarvesh say. “Use the second room on the left upstairs, Betty.”

        Pulling up so he slipped out of me, I reached out with my hand to pull him up too. We were standing facing them. I’m not sure Payam would have gone through with it but I intended to.

       “Well, guys. We’re out of here.”

       That got a laugh from some of them.

       “Be gentle with him, Betty,” Tom said.

       He must have known how horny I was.

       “I will not!” I replied. “I intended to give this man the fucking of his life.”

       “Oh wow!” I heard Sarvesh say.

       “Who's got lucky tonight?” I heard his wife Sairu say.

       “They’ve both got lucky,” Donald said. “You’ll have fun with her tonight, mate.”

       I looked at Payam and he was looking at me smiling. I suddenly had the thought that maybe I shouldn’t have built it up so much. What if I didn’t meet his expectations? That was silly thinking. I knew how to please a man and I was sure I could with this man too.

       I took his arm and partly pulled him to turn and walk off with me. Around the side of the pool at the entrance I looked back and saw already they were getting on with their game. I knew they weren’t going to miss us. Others could take our place.

       I heard next morning that Hansini and Peter had moved in to finish the game for us. I also learnt from Tom that it got quite wild before it ended. Maybe we should have stayed longer but then I’m not complaining about my night either.

        Inside we found all our bags at the bottom of the stairs. Tom and I had packed separate bags so all I needed to do was grab mine. I noticed Payam took one too so maybe he and Sairu had packed the same way.

       The bedroom was unlocked and we went in.

       Since we were both still naked, there was no need for undressing. I just crawled onto the bed ready to continue where we had left off down by the pool. He hesitated for a moment, standing there watching me so I decided to give him a real 'come and get me' show. I lay back against the pillow as I opened my thighs for him. My fingers went for my pussy, stroking through pussy hair, opening pussy lips and pressing in. I even pulled my lips wide open for him.

       That was what did it. He stepped forward and climbed onto the bed. For a moment, I watched that hard shaft of cock as he lined up to me then I felt him pressing inside me. My pussy was so ready and so wet that I offered no resistance, just taking him right inside me as he came down on top of me. Oh, did that feel good! One big thrust and I took him all the way.

       What followed was some exciting sex, first in the traditional man on top position which really worked well for me. I could feel him fucking me. He was so hard. The way he thrust into me, going in so deep, the way he pulled back, dragging over my clitty as he did. He wasn’t as fast as some guys but he was surprisingly strong. Nice hard strokes, long strokes driving all the way in.

       Yes, it didn’t take long before I knew my first orgasm with him was on the way. It was building, I could feel it. I knew it was going to be good too. Suddenly I was over the top. My cum burst through me as I bucked around under me. I’m a bit surprised he managed to stay on and continue fucking me. But he did and we soon settled down into a regular rhythm again.

       It wasn’t long before I realised my second cum was building. I moaned and humped at him and he realised what was happening. I felt him speed up a bit as he pressed into me. Stronger thrusts this time, giving me all he had. And it worked too. The second cum burst over me. Not as good as the first but still well up there.

       After I recovered I realised he still hadn’t cum.

      “What about you?” I asked. 

      “I can be Ok,” he replied.

      Ok? What did he mean by that? I decided to try something different.

      “Want to try a different way?”

      “Do you do the doggy way, Betty?”

      “Sure, we can do that.”

      We parted and I got on my hands and knees. I felt him come in behind me. First, there was a rub over my pussy with his fingers and then his cock pressed against me. Soon he was fucking me, his pelvis hitting my arse has he drove his cock deep inside my pussy. With him hitting me like that, I could feel my boobs swinging around underneath me. He must have noticed then too as his hands left my hips, reaching down to grasp them, pulling them against me as he continued fucking.

       It was fast and aggressive but didn’t last long. I felt him break his stroking and then stop completely. I could feel his cock inside me pumping as he filled me with cum.

       We were lying on the bed together when I heard the sounds of laughing and talking outside and got up off the bed to look. Our window looks right down over the pool area. I could see the game area but it appeared the game had broken up. There were a few couples on mats, playing and fucking. Others were watching and I knew more would be out of sight. It looked like it had turned into a full-on orgy.

      I felt two arms wrap around me and a body press against my back.

      “I thought you were asleep.”

      “No, Betty” he replied.

      “It’s full on down there.”

      “Yes,” he agreed. “Quite a party.”

      “Maybe we should go down, Ham…. Payam.”

      “You almost forgot my name,” he laughed.

      “So many new names. Takes a bit to remember them.”

      “Let’s stay up here, have our own party.”

      “You mean…..”

      “I’ll give you something so you won’t be forgetting my name.”

      “You want more?”

      “Don’t you Betty?”

      “Well…. Yes.”

      He took my hand, pulling me away from the window. Leading me back towards the bed.

      “Don’t worry. There are two more nights of fun down there.”

      He was right too. There would be more fun.

     We returned to the bed where I lay back on the pillow again. I think he thought we were going to do it with him-on-top again but I had other plans for him this time. As has been pointed out above and in other stories, I have an ample chest, perfectly suited for tittie fucking. A small application of some oil I’d found in the bathroom and we would be ready to go. I saw his face light up when I told him so no doubt he was keen.

        First, as he was sitting over me, I handed him the oil bottle, instructing him to rub it over his cock and applying some between my tits. In the end, I was rubbing the oil all over his cock while he gave his attention to my tits. We only needed oil between them but I got a good coating all over.

       I pulled him closer so he came up with a leg each side of me so his cock rested between my breasts. I pulled them together so they gripped his cock and he started to fuck me. It took a couple of adjustments to get things right as the motions are a bit different to normal fucking but soon he got the hang of it and we were going for broke. Well, in truth, he was going for it while I held him tightly.

       It felt nice to me since my tits are always sensitive to a bit of attention. In his case, it appeared to be a real turn-on. Maybe partly as this was something new for him and partly due to the smoothness of sliding between my oil soaked tits. Anyway, whatever the attraction it was having the right effect. It didn’t take him long until I knew he was heading for another cum. I knew a good load of cum between and over my tits would make a mess but I was fine with that. In his case, I’m sure he didn’t even think about the mess until afterwards.

       The man above me gave a soft moan. Yes, he was close. A few more pumps and I saw his body give a shudder. This must be almost it now. He tried to continue but his orgasm as almost on top of him. He stopped, gave a deep sexy moan and held still, his cock deep between my breasts. I felt him cumming, felt the jerking of his cock as he pumped his juice out. Felt the wetness of his cum bursting from him. By the look on his face, it must have been a goodie. A strong, long-lasting cum. Plenty of juice all over me too.

       I had to get up to clean up and he followed me. What was supposed to be wiped off with a damp cloth became taking a shower together. I had no problem with his hands all over me, rubbing and washing. I’m sure he enjoyed my attention to his cock too. At one point I even considered doing it again in the shower. 

       We returned to the bed and climbed on together. It was clear he didn’t want anymore so I knew that was it for the evening. I had no problems with that. A couple of good orgasms he had given me, I was happy. What I’d given him he was more than happy too. I could hear there were still people outside down by the pool. We could have gone down and taken I look but no, we were content to relax together and drift into sleep.

       When I awoke, it was morning. The sun was shining in through the curtains and I slipped out of bed, pulling them back allowing more of the warm light into the room. These rooms at the back only catch the very early morning sun for a short while. I returned to the bed, to the man sleeping there. He was only partly covered by the sheet and I pulled it off, exposing all of him to the warm morning sunshine.

       Now I got to admire his fine body. The body that had made wild sexy love with me for much of the night. The body of the young man, younger than either of my sons, who had been such an attentive lover. Such a beautiful body, if you could use that term for a man. Such smooth skin, just a light hint of hair on his chest. The dark black of his man nipples, the main browns of his body. And yes, I noticed that too. The rod that had given me so much enjoyment, now soft lay across his balls.

       I couldn’t help myself. I had to reach out and touch him. His cock stirred at my touch. He gave a soft moan in his sleep. A couple of strokes more and it began to grow. First growing in length, then beginning to stiffen. I gave him a few more strokes as he hardened even more. Now it had lifted off his balls and was standing up.

       One of my hands wrapped around his shaft, giving him a few pumps while the other hand rubbed over the head. He gave another moan.   

       I looked up from what I was doing and discovered he was awake now. Looking down at me with a smile on his face. Suddenly he moved. His body came up against me, pushing me so I felt back against the mattress. He was on top of me, his body coming down on my body. With a few gentle thrusts, he was inside me again. Yes, again I got to enjoy that delicious cock. To feel him fucking my hot, wet pussy.

       It was good, I believe if we had continued we would have both got off again but I wanted something different.

       “Can we change, Payam?” I asked.

       He stopped, his head lifting up to look at my face.

       “Can we try with me on top this time?”

       He hesitated. I wondered why. Maybe surprised I’d been so bold to ask.

       Then he smiled. “Ok, Betty.”

      He slipped out of me and rolled onto his back. I got over him with a leg each side as I brought my pussy down onto his cock. He easily slipped inside me again. I soon positioned myself so I could take him in deep, giving strong thrusts back against him before pulling forward again. It felt good. Well, to be honest, doing anything with this cock of steel would feel good. But this was the way we had started beside the pool so I wanted to finish this way too.

        I started slowly, slow deliberate movements, enjoying that cock sliding in and out of me. It was working for me and by the look on his face, for him too. That is one advantage of this position is that the girl gets to read his face and body language. Of course, another advantage is the guys get some tits to play with which is fine with me, as long as it doesn’t distract him from the main event. So, we continued with these slow long strokes, building us up, building our passion. All the time I was watching him, waiting for a sign to move to the next level.

       I felt him begin to work with me, his body humping back at me. I knew it was time to speed things up a bit. As I increased my speed slightly I began pushing back against him more. This was supposed to become more exciting for him, giving him more contact against me. It was working for me as now each stroke brought my clitty down against him. The feeling of his cock moving was getting to me too.

       I was getting close now. It was building almost ready to break over me and there could be no doubt a good one too. I looked down at him. He was just holding but had stopped playing with my tits. His eyes were now closed and his breathing increased. It looked like he was getting close too. The thought came to mind, ‘what if we could both cum together?’ That would be something, a good way to finish. I decided to try.

       Moving slightly, I took the contact away from my clitty. I knew that would give me a few more moments but I could cum at any time. I worked my pussy against him, trying to bring him on and push him over into orgasm.

      Yes, it was working too. A moan escaped from him telling me he was there. Any moment I knew he would begin pouring more cum into me. That thought and moving my clitty back into contact was all it took. I was gone. The feelings grew rapidly through my body. I humped down at him, bucked around on top of him as the full orgasm hit me. It was a good one. Powerful and long lasting, so strong I lost all sense of what was happening with him, lost in my own pleasure.

       But I needn’t have worried as he was right there with me. As I recovered I could feel the jerking of his cock as he finished filling me with cum.

      “Oh, wow! Betty, that was amazing,” he said.

      I didn’t reply. Still didn’t have the strength too. I just fell forward, my breasts pressed against his chest as my head rested beside his head. His arms wrapped around me as he held me while we drifted in the afterglow of orgasm.

       That had been good. I was well satisfied with my night with Payam. It had been good sex and we’d both had some good results too. I was pleased with myself too. I kept up with him and I’m sure I didn’t disappoint him too.

       It was getting on now, time we were up for breakfast. We shared another shower together. I think showering together after sex was always a good way to end. Sort of a wind down of our sexual passion.

       As he left the shower naked to dry himself, I reached out and squeezed his bum.

       “Thanks for everything,” I said.

       He turned and smiled, then stepped back in under the water as his arms wrapped around me.

       “I should be thanking you, Betty.”

       He gave me a quick hug and turned to leave the shower again. This time I gave his bum a slap. He turned again, grinned and said, “Cheeky!” before he reached for a towel.

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