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I said: 'smells like fire...' Kristi said 'just gettin' started', Azhar said 'Awzam dreamboy'...
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I said: 'smells like fire...' Kristi said 'just gettin' started', Azhar said 'Awzam dreamboy'... I said: 'smells like fire...' Kristi said 'just gettin' started', Azhar said 'Awzam dreamboy'... But, I've gotten ahead of myself... Kristi and Azhar have taken me by the hand and are leading me (like a virgin about to get her cherry popped) to a sauna room located at the resort... I have to tell you that I am scared... I want them to be gentle with me... plus, don't forget we are in Cancun, Mexico... we are not at one of your local hotels in big 'D'... It's after midnight... I have with me my belly dancer, Azhar... and, she has somehow enticed the flight attendant from our flight down here to participate in an FMF three-some... Maybe, I have been living the good life... I don't want to jinx this... Let me put this in perspective... Azhar is ready to fuck me... earlier in the day, she and I joined the mile high club... after that, I massaged her in the bath tub... without touching her breasts, nipples or pussy... I think that she is ready to explode... I hope that I will be around when that happens... I've experienced her partner pleasure three times before with Azhar... I don't know if I am in luv, what I do know is that I have a woman that luvs to please and luvs to be pleased... when she kisses me with those thick, luscious lips I feel like her other lips are leaking sweet nectar too... and, when she cums, she cums like a woman that has been satisfied... a woman that has been pleased... and she shivers and moans not to impress me, but, to release all of the demons that have been locked inside her heart-shaped box... As for Kristi, the flight attendant... she is here... no, she is not a voluptuous goddess like my little belly dancer... but, she is a goddess in her own way.... First, she has a beautiful butt that sits up high, and, I'm thinking that she knows how to work a man, if she wanted to... and, it appears that she wants to... easy, not too hard, 'cause I'm just a simple man, with simple needs... my lips are watering as I recollect the moments of that night... she is proportioned perfect for the diminutive woman that she is... she works out... no doubt about it... and her tits are real... you all know that I only like 'real'... I don't care about the fake ones... sorry about that... I know that some of you feel the need to have bigger or more shapely tits... but, for me... a lover of renaissance art, give me a big woman with tits that I can engulf in my mouth, tits that may have given milk to young ones... tits that luv to be sucked on, tits that hang from the gravity around us... and, especially tits that bounce when she is riding me... of course... Kristi has smaller tits, perky tits that are trying to come out of her skimpy one piece swim suit... and she has blue eyes that are telling me to fuck her... but, not too hard, not too soft... like the three bears house... fuck her just right... or, let her boy toy me... not, too hard, not too soft... yes... again, I say... this is my story... nachoooooooooooooooos.... so, it will play out the way I think that it should... sometimes, it's not exactly like I would have wanted, but, have no fear my sweet... you could learn to enjoy these moments... give life a chance... so... I am pulled (against one of my wills - the one that says only be with one woman... be true to that one woman... only love one woman... fuck that...)... torn within myself... some people dream of moments like this kind of like if Allison Krause is standing next to me<b> singing </font></b>'Moments like this'... and, I tell her... can you please move back a couple of steps as I've never been in a foursome before, and while you sing great, you may not be my type... just sayin'... she appears to move back a couple of steps... but, that isn't really true... it's just what I am thinking... we are in the sauna now... I crank up the temperature... throw some water on the heat, and steam hisses out like a screamin meme firework... I checkout what my goddesses are doing... and, they are each taking off their bathing suits... droplets of sweat are falling from their bodies... I can't take it anymore... my dick is harder than a pogo stick... maybe that isn't the sexiest reference in the world, but, if you've been keeping track of this story... this naïve soul is primed and ready... I hope I don't come at the first touch... at the present time there are two lovely women beckoning me to a wooden bench on the other side of the room, where they have rolled out a couple of towels... it pains me as they remove my bathing suit... it's not that they aren't gentle, it's just that the hard-on that I have is so intense that I can barely contain myself... and, then they lay me down on the towel... and then, they position themselves on either side of me... I'm on my back... they are on all fours... the view that I have is almost too strong for me to contain the precious essence of my sperm all 8 million of those little warriors who are waiting for their turn to go into action to take the journey in search of the holy grail... wait scratch that... they are in search of eggs, or shall I say when they get jettisoned out of my body, they will be swimming for their lives... just like Michael Phelps, except no stop watches, no bathing suit, and there are 8 million unique versions of me... I'm fighting silently for control... I'm losing the battle of course... Azhar is to my left and Kristi is to my right... they are kissing me... it is as if, they have choreographed this moment... but, how can that be??? anyway... me wondering about what is happening is perfect, because even though I lose a little of the hard-on, I find like the troops are withdrawing from being shot into a world of female juices that are there for me... and, then, I remember... I'm not wearing my rubber... I ask Azhar to please grab one from my bathing suit pocket... and she wants all 8 million of my little guys inside her... but, I'm unsure and while Kristi is awzam, she may not be as clean as the snow is driven... plus, maybe I'm tainted in some kind of way (I seriously doubt this, but, I throw this in for some of you that are concerned about my health, my safety... all kinds of things... tyvm for caring...)... Ashar goes and grabs a rubber and unwraps the preventive measure and brings it over... meanwhile, Kristi has been kissing me on the lips as her sweat is dripping on my body... and, she is licking me... she starts to suck on my nipple, when I feel the rubber being placed on my dick by Azhar... this is truly teamwork... maybe they have done this before... maybe I am just a prop... but, I tell myself... that this is the first time, these ladies have done this and they are quick learners... not much is being said as Azhar has re-established her position on my left and says: 'Dreamboy... Cancun... fun'... I go to respond and she just kisses me on the lips... I feel Kristi's hand grab my dick and begin to rub it and my balls... nice and easy... then, they both slide down my body kissing and licking each side as they go lower and lower... now, I start to smell smoke and I say: 'Smells like fire...'Kristi said: 'just gettin' started', Azhar says 'Awzam... And, just at that moment... as if God himself had proclaimed that this pleasure is too much for me... the fire alarms for the whole complex go off... Are you fucking kidding me? I'm am being fucked literally and figuratively... and, now we are having the fire alarms go off... what a damper... so, we have to get up and get dressed... do you all know what it is like to pull off a rubber that was tight to begin with and then, put your bathing suit on with 7 inches trying to escape... I didn't think you all knew what that feels like... it is not a good feeling... plus, the fact, that this is twice within the past 24 hours that I've been inside a woman or fixin' to be inside two women... only to have the cold water poured on me... We go leave the sauna and I have to jump in the pool, just to get my dick down... they jump in too... hotel personnel come racing thru telling us we have to get out because of the fire alarms... we get out, and go to the designated area to wait... we are brought towels and assorted drink so that we don't de-hydrate... It turns out that some of the couples were in the 'closed' kitchen trying to cook some appetizers and they had turned some burners on that they shouldn't have and a fire started... and, now one of the kitchens was burning... then, an explosion occurred as the gas lines got too hot... and a real fire erupted... The fire trucks got there in 10 minutes... That was pretty fast and they were good... But, the moment had passed... An hour later, the all-clear sign was given and Azhar and I said goodbye to Kristi... and went to bed... 3:00 am and we have to be up in 4 hours 'cause I really want to see the Chichen Itza ruins... when my head hit the pillow I was out like a light... then the alarm went off... 7:00 am... to be continued... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!  |
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trying really hard not to laugh, but not winning at that. hahahahahahahaha 
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trying really hard not to laugh, but not winning at that. hahahahahahahaha I hope that you are enjoying my story... yes, there are ups and downs with this one... but, you can't make this stuff up (well, maybe you can). Still, I must say there have been some crazy times... and, I'm not done writing this one... I shall put another update on this story tomorrow... thanks for visiting and commenting... laters! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Your imagination never decease to amaze me   WITHOUT PASSION LIFE IS NOTHING
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Your imagination never decease to amaze me so glad to read your comments... maybe this is real, maybe this really happened, maybe the story happened just like I am telling you... Awzam!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Nightsoul... so glad to read your comments... maybe this is real, maybe this really happened, maybe the story happened just like I am telling you... Awzam!!! Maybe I'm sucking a 12 inches dick right now  WITHOUT PASSION LIFE IS NOTHING
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Sorry, meant to write cease and not decease. Maybe I'm sucking a 12 inches dick right now Sounds like you are having fun... Enjoy your moment... thanks for the comments! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Joy. Yes, that was kind of weird how that happened, just as Azhar and Kristi were beginning to have their way with me... Alas, it was not to be... but, now I know that the possibility is there without any hesitation on either's part... I continue to learn from women... the trip still has another day and a half left... Let's see what happens!!! thanks for your comments! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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I like the twist. The build up of anticipation is usually worth it. Good job.
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I like the twist. The build up of anticipation is usually worth it. Good job. thanks for your comments... yes, their was a little twist there... when people call me predictable, I beg to differ with them... still, putting these 'true to life' stories in the written word is difficult... I am trying to remain true to the characters wherever possible... thanks again! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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