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Big Week in South Africa
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Big Week in South Africa I had a business trip to Johannesburg last week. I have a good friend who lives there – we’ve been seeing each other casually for a few years whenever I was in town. After two long flights I landed in Jo’burg and was very happy to see her at the airport. Our relationship has been mutually non-exclusive. If we happen to be in the same city we anxiously look forward to spending time together both in and out of the sack. Tanny is what seems like a typical South African Afrikaner girl, with olive skin, dark hair, and what seems like limitless sexual energy. She has a beautiful face, sexy body, and engaging smile. We had spoken the prior week when I told her I’d be in town and talked about what we might do during the visit and she invited me to stay at her apartment in the city. It’s always nice to stay with friends on business trips since it beats any hotel room regardless of how comfortable. She did allow as how she had guests coming from England on Thursday to stay a few days before they fly up to the bush for safari. My plans called for me to fly back to the states on Friday night though she has ample room in the flat for all of us. Tanny drove me to the office and gave me a teasing kiss and a wink as she dropped me off. Great! After that, and 30 hours in the air I now have to go be effective in the office. I could only think of her sexy body, and that wink for the next two hours. That and how to get my hard-on to relax while I got ready for mid-day meetings. Somehow I made it through the meetings and the day. I walked from the office to Tanny’s apartment where the doorman/guard politely inquired of my name and immediately recognized it as approved and sent me upstairs. The girl had taken care of everything. She’d given me a key in the morning and said she’d be home by 6. It was 5:30. I was tired and hungry and found a fresh bowl of fruit on the counter and biltong in the fridge. I really like biltong! My suitcase was in her bedroom. She had set it in the corner and at some point during her preparation for work had thrown her own clothes over it. I guess she’d taken a shower after dropping me at work because I found her pants, shirt and panties on my bag. I picked up her things and sort of playfully and sort of curiously sniffed her panties…mmmm, yes, I remember that pussy even though it had been almost 8 months. My cock sprang to attention again. Did she leave that stuff for me to find? Of course she did. I almost had to just sit on the bed and jerk off I was so horny at this point. But I refrained. She’d be home soon enough and we’d get these things taken care of. I busied myself unpacking munching on biltong as I did. I dug out the little bag of perfume I’d picked up at Heathrow duty free for her. She loved that fragrance…it was the same one that was in her clothes laying over my bag. Tanny came home about 6:30 and as she walked in the door I came out of her bedroom and met her in the hallway. This kiss was deep and passionate. As our lips parted she gave my cock a little handshake and walked past me with a flirty wiggle toward the kitchen. “We’ve got dinner plans. Get dressed, “she said. An old married couple couldn’t be more casual than this. I felt right at home. Nice, 12,000 miles away from home. We had met when she had taken a year off after her husband left her for a Dutch model a few years ago. We met on a jetty in the Mediterranean on the coast of Spain. I was living in Hong Kong at the time and when it was time for me to return she asked if she could come along. We’d had fun and I said yes. She made it clear she wasn’t going to cling…she just wanted more rebound sex. We laughed and took off for China. She had planned to stay a week and two days before she was ready to leave for Bangkok there was a knock at the door. Her ex stood there at the door half a world away from anything he’d consider comfortable and he looked it. The Dutch model had run off with some dark skinned polo player and he had tracked Tanny down through their friends. He wasn’t surprised to see me. He looked past me to see if he could see his ex-wife. The answer came in what I came to expect from Tanny – no uncertain terms. He was not coming in. He was to leave Hong Kong now. He was to never, ever talk to her again. Their lawyers would settle everything and he was be out of her life forever. He looked at me as if for consolation. I just looked at him and said “That was certainly clear.” His face said he knew and he slinked away from the door and down the hall. I expected to read in the paper the next day that a white man had been found floating in the harbor. I didn’t see the article, but I have no idea what became of him and she never talked about him. That was her way. The week went well. We enjoyed each other. We enjoyed the city and the sex. We were as comfortable as could be and the sex was fabulous. Every night at bed time. Most mornings before work usually in the shower. Once on the breakfast table when I caught her bent over looking into the fridge wearing only my t-shirt. The view was just too tempting. Once in the middle of the night I woke up to find her sucking my cock and playing with my nipples – I don’t know which woke me up. We had played house the whole week like a married couple only with much more sex and far less drama. On Thursday night she breathlessly asked if I wanted to stay the weekend. Her friends were coming in and she said they’d like me. I called the airline and the office back home to see if it would work. The airline claimed being overbooked on Friday and seemed happy to let me switch to Monday. The office was closed for Columbus Day on Monday anyway and Tuesday had nothing pressing. I chose to stay. I offered to make dinner while she went to the airport to pick up the guests. Ok, I was a guest too, but less of one since I’d already been there for days. I went to the store, picked up what I needed and returned to start preparations. I love to cook so its easy to put together a casual dinner even in a strange place. She texted me when she had them at the airport and I timed dinner for 8. They entered banging and clattering luggage and bags and cameras and whatever. She showed them were to stow their stuff in the guest room and I was in the middle of making a sauce so all I saw at first was a flash of blonde hair and a tanned muscled arm carrying a bag into the guest room. I called out “hello,” Tanny said “hi, we’ll be right there,” and that was it. A few minutes later the man came down the hall and to spoke to me through the opening in the half wall into the kitchen, “Jack,” and reached out his hand. I had an oven mit on my right hand, removed it, and shook his hand. “Alex, how are you?” “Good mate” was the reply along with “you’re an American?” I nodded and grunted something affirmative. He hadn’t said enough place him. Definitely not London, but could have been some midlands of colonial accent. “What’s for supper? That airplane food either makes me never want to eat again or famished as hell.” I asked which he was now. He said famished. Good. I’ve got some good game and gravy, potatoes, and veggies. A nice square meal. He didn’t ask me what I meant by game and I took that to mean he didn’t care about cooking. Just eating—something. We chatted for a while and heard the girls down the hall giggling and laughing like school girls. So appropriate I later learned since they had met attending a posh English public (private) school and then had gotten along so well attended university together in the UK as well. Every once in a while Jack and I looked at each when we thought we heard them talking about one or the other of us. Or was that just wishful thinking? Catherine (Katie) and Jack had been together just under a year. Jack was an architect and was also an accomplished oarsman have participated and prevailed in many well known regattas. I had always liked architecture and while I don’t know much about rowing I do like boats and water and sailing and such. We had more in common on the architecture field. Tanny came next down the hall, saying that Katie was taking a shower to wash off the dreck of travelling and pulled up a bar stool next to Jack and asked if we’d been getting acquainted. She saw that we each had a glass of wine and answered her own question, then started to get up to get herself one. I handed Jack a new glass and he poured her some wine. She smiled and the 3 of us chit-chatted about every little thing. He wanted to know how long we’d been together and she artfully answered that we’d know each other for several years. Just as dinner was going on the plates—Jack and Tanny helped get everything on the plates, Katie came down the hall. She was dressed in a casual sweatshirt and jeans and looked sexy as hell. She had long full blonde hair with nice highlights. Jack looked at her at least as appreciatively as I did. Tanny did as well. We ate dinner, went through 4 bottles of wine, and the crème brule I made for dessert was ok, but everyone said it was great. We all worked in the kitched doing the washing up. Katie helped in the sink with me while Jack dried and Tanny put the dishes away. We worked like a well oiled team and seemed very comfortable with each other particularly given the newness of it all. After washing up we talked about everything. What we all did for a living. What we all did for fun. We came from 4 corners of the world. A South African, a Brit, an Australian (that was the accent), and me the American. Jack and Katie had met at a regatta in Britain where he was representing his country, and well from what I could make out. It was close to 11 before the visitors started yawning and started to wrap up the evening. It would be their first sleep in a real bed in 2 days. We retired to our respective rooms. Tanny was particularly affectionate and cuddly. We kissed and she kissed my body all over. She spent some time with my cock which made me want to taste her shaved pussy, but after a few fabulous minutes on my cock she kissed her way up my belly dragging her breasts up my thighs, over my balls and my cock. Then I felt her wet pussy working its way up my leg and over my cock. She slide her pussy up my cock and then stood it up and slid her pussy down over it. Slowly her pussy enveloped my cock the wetness slightly ahead of the soft lips of her labia. She sat up on my cock and looked down at me. Her breasts looking gorgeous in the twilight. Her eyes twinkled as she let out a soft moan as she slid a little further down my cock. As she took the hlit of my cock into her she reached behind our sexy ass and grabbed by balls, then slowly started riding my cock rhythmically sliding up and down…her breasts swaying gently. Her pace quickened as we both approached climax. Her chest glistened with a little sweat. In the silence before she came we both heard another sound. We both heard it at the same time. A rhythmic beating and stifled cries. Our guests were fucking too. The blonde was getting fucked by the muscular oarsman. His cock was driving her wild. We both stopped to listen and held back the laughter. I could feel my cum swelling from the turn on. I could feel her pussy getting wetter from our voyeurism. As Katie came (was it again?) Tanny bucked wildly on my cock and we both came in a flood of juices. It was so hot. Tanny collapsed on my chest her breasts heaving over mine. She smothered me in kisses and we fell asleep still locked together my cock still deep in her pussy. The next morning Tanny and I got up to feed the cat and make coffee. As we came into the kitchen we found Katie already there searching for milk. She wore a men’s dress shirt and panties. I couldn’t help but notice her legs, her breasts, and the blush in her cheeks. That took me imagining her getting laid last night while we listened. Tanny broke the silence by asking how they’d slept. Tanny had a way of saying things without using words and Katie obviously understood. She smiled a flirty smile at both of us and said “very well.” Tanny noticed me checking out Katie’s ass and gave me a look that I wasn’t sure was a bad one. I also noticed that she thought Katie’s ass looked pretty good too. Jack joined us within a few minutes. The pussy was lapping up her milk. Jack was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. He knew he’d come into a conversation he’d never catch up on. We got coffee and Tanny and I returned to our room to take showers and … As we closed the door she asked me what I thought of them. I coyly asked what she meant. She said I knew what she meant. I confessed I thought Katie was hot and that I did on seeing her this morning thing about her getting laid the night before. I turned the tables and asked her what kind of a relationship they had had in school. She asked what I meant and I told her she knew what I meant. I saw her checking out Katie’s ass. She grinned and said “she has a nice one doesn’t she?” She then confessed she wondered what Jack concealed in his shorts that made Katie scream so. I said “I wonder if we can both find out what we want to know.” She said “what? Really?” I said “why.” She said “Would you?” To which I replied “would you?” She said that she could and “why didn’t you tell me you were into that.” She knew Katie well enough. That morning Katie and Tanny went shopping together leaving Jack and I wandering around the neighborhood having a coffee and checking out some of the shops he wanted to see. When the girls came back Katie gave me a new look. After lunch Katie and Jack went for a walk together. When they came back it was clear that they had had a chat about it. That afternoon we all went to Tanny’s gym to work out. Afterwards we went back to the apartment and Tanny and Katie went to take showers. I was left with Jack and he said asked if Tanny had said anything to me about anything. I smiled and said “would you like to? Would you be cool with it?” He then told me that since he had seen pictures of Tanny he had thought she was hot. He loved the dark hair and the strong body. I told him that we had heard them the night before and it had turned us both on. I confessed I’d thought about Katie getting fucked and what it would be like. Jack smiled. I said “Tanny likes it in the shower” and I darted my eyes toward our room. He headed for the bedroom. I busied myself picking things up, but was really listening for the sound of them fucking in the shower. I heard Tanny let out an “oh” when I am guessing Jack showed up standing outside the shower in nothing but a hard on. Katie soon emerged from their room. She was wearing a towel and as she passed our room she saw me in the living room and heard the sounds of fucking in the shower. She looked at me and our eyes met. She said awkwardly “I see Tanny still likes it in the shower.” I said “yes.” We came together and kissed by our door. Her blonde hair still wet and her skin moist. She smelled of some jasmine soap or body wash. I imagined the taste of her pussy. We kissed deeper and our hands explored each others’ body. I had found her ass under the towel and it was tight and hard. The towel fell away exposing a gorgeous body. I walked her back into our room and sat her on the bed. I so wanted to taste her pussy. She complied and the towel dropped finally away. I kneeled between her legs and teased her pussy with my tongue. She let out a moan. Her moans were met by the sound of Tanny cumming in the shower presumably on Jack’s cock. Katie said “they sound like they’re having fun, too.” I continued to suck her clit into my mouth and stir it around with my tongue. She moaned in delight. After she came twice she sat up, her breasts in the sunlight from the window. She gently took my chin and brought it up to her mouth where she kissed my face now covered in her juices. She stood me up and unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my shirt, and dropped my boxers to the floor. She stared for a moment at my cut cock and then started a very artful blow job. Mmmm, I did everything I could to not cum. I so wanted to slide my cock into her pussy. She eventually released my cock and guided it to her pussy. It slid in easily as both parts were well lubricated. She put a pillow over her mouth to stifle the screams. Neither of us heard the shower stop. Neither of us noticed Tanny and Jack watching us from the bathroom door. Katie and I exploded in a fantastic simultaneous orgasm that went on for hours and as we collapsed into a sweaty pile on the bed we noticed our audience. Tanny said “was he as good as I told you he was.” Katie said “oh yeah.” I blushed. I looked at Jack and he winked. It turned out the girls had often shared boy friends in university. This was nothing new to them. At dinner that night they talked about a handful of them and even compared notes on some. How this one’s cock was bent upward and another liked to wear their panties. That night we slept with our regular partners and left the doors open into the hallway. We went to bed at 11 and I don’t think any of us went to sleep until 2. In the morning I went to the kitchen to make coffee and Katie was there completely naked. My cock rose seeing her and she saw the condition in my boxers. “You like this outfit” she said. “Love it,” I said. I like you better this way and she dropped my boxers to the floor and tossed them into the living room. We tried to platonically make coffee, find milk and feed the cat, but someone a breast would brush against me or a cock would rub her thigh or ass. A few minutes later Jack appeared and smiled as he saw us flirting in the nude in the kitchen. His shorts sprouted wood and Katie told him to take off his drawers too. Tanny must have heard all this and appeared from the bedroom nude as well. So we all shuffled about the tight little kitchen naked and hard (well the guys anyway) bumping and flirting and pretending to be nonchalant. At one point my cock brushed Tanny and she said “this thing keeps getting in the way” as she grabbed my cock at the same time Katie knelt down and Tanny fed it to her. Tanny told Jack to sit on the counter and as she was helping Katie with my cock leaned over and took Jack’s<b> uncut </font></b>cock in her mouth. The boys looked at each other and smiled, then went on with getting our blow jobs. The weekend went on like this. Four people fucking, sucking, and just playing all we wanted. |
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