Chapter I: GETTING THERE

Waking up when it is still dark is not my idea of a great way to start a vacation, but we had to be at the airport by eight in the morning, an it would take an hour to drive there. My idea of how to wake up, however, was being fulfilled. The sheet covering me had been thrown back and I could feel a moist tongue brushing against the head of my limp manhood, while fingers tickled my scrotum. In that state in which you are not fully awake nor asleep I did not want to move or say anything. I only wanted to enjoy the pleasure of the moment.

Laying there in a state of complete, well being, I could feel my limp penis beginning to grow, as a tongue started to lick along the length of my shaft. By the time my entire shaft was slick with spit, it was standing at full attention. As soon as the tongue stopped lapping my stiff member , I felt a warm, moist mouth encircling the head of my penis. When the mouth had engulfed the knob of my cane, the magic tongue went back to work, sliding around the shaft. The fingers were still toying with my balls, when the other hand grasped my hard, slippery pole. As the tongue continued to lick and probe my knob, the hand grasping my hardness began to slide up and down. Slowly the hand glided from the tip of the head, to the base, where fingers were kneading the flesh of my nut sack. The tongue began to swirl faster, around the sensitive glands and the hand began to pump faster on the shaft.

These erotic ministrations now had my full attention. Sleep had completely vanished. I no longer wanted to lay passively and enjoy the pleasurable sensations. I wanted to become an active participant.

Moving my hands from where they had been lying on the bed, I brought them to the head that was poised above my hard on. Placing the palms of my hands on the back of the head I gently pushed down, forcing more of my shaft into the mouth. As the mouth slowly enveloped more and more of my pole, the fist, holding the shaft, was removed. When this talented mouth had engulfed the whole of my sausage, I could feel the swollen head of my penis hit the back of her throat.

The sensations, as the mouth began to apply suction to my hard on were incredible. I lay there, with my fingers entwining in the hair on the head with the incredible mouth. In a short time the deep throat suction I was receiving was causing my maleness to throb with anticipation. I had to stop this before I erupted to quickly.

I had always thought that the first orgasm of the day was the best, so why not make the best last as long as possible. It might even make the best better. Gently pulling on the hair I slowly slid the mouth further up my rigid shaft, until only the knob remained in the mouth. The slow sensuous oral sex was getting me so excited that my throat was becoming dry. I knew how I wanted to slake my thirst. Disentangling my fingers from the hair I moved my hands to the left. Reaching into the darkness, encountering warm flesh, my fingers began to explore. My hands had captured a hip, thigh, and a buttock.

O shit, I thought as I ran my fingers over the firm silky skin. Turning on my side I slid one hand to the other thigh where it got a firm hold. On its journey it encountered a smooth hairless crotch, with two puffy lips that had a cleft between them that was wet and becoming wetter. With a firm grip on each thigh I pulled them toward me. When the leg was next to me I received some help, as the leg lifted itself over my head and chest. Directly above me, I had the two swollen lips that created the valley where the well, from which I was going to slake my thirst, nestled.

Each hand was firmly gripping a buttock and thigh. Removing one hand I brought it to the head of the bed, where I turned on a small spotlight. I loved looking at a woman's vagina as much as I enjoyed eating it. It gave me an incredible feeling of sexual intimacy to just gaze at, and into, a woman’s aroused vagina. I wanted to climb inside and disappear, back to where I had come from, but if I couldn't do that, I wanted to stick something hard in there. It didn't matter whether it was a finger, tongue, penis, fist, vibrator, or dildo. I just wanted to push something in there. My loving girlfriend; cousin loved to have things shoved in there.

With the spotlight illuminating her buttocks and cleft, I stared unblinkingly at the magnificent sight. As if I was in a trance I watched the lips of her labia slowly pulsate, like they were breathing. The pink lips were wide open like a flower in full bloom. Along the inside of the lips, near the entrance to the womb, I could see tiny drops of moist excitement gathering. At the apex of the quivering lips, I glimpsed the engorged, rosy clitoris peeking out from beneath its hood. Staring closer I thought it seamed to grow bigger and vibrate. It reminded me of the large pink eraser on the end of a pencil. Looking on this delicious sight with all the moist succulent flesh was making my dry throat parch, with anticipation. I couldn't stand it any longer.

With my hands firmly gripping the buttocks I pulled the pink oasis to my parched lips. When the refreshing dew of her flower, touched my lips, I instinctively opened my mouth to drink in more. The moisture seamed to revive and invigorate me. Sliding my tongue up and down the length of her slit, I scooped as much of the juice up as possible. When I had lapped enough of her musky nectar to satisfy my thirst, I brought my tongue to her stiff clitoris.

Finding the erect bud, I began to slowly slide my tongue over and around it. This caused the love juice to flow more freely and the inner lips to vibrate. Seeing how quickly I obtained a positive response, I began to rapidly flick the tip of my tongue over the head of the clit. This brought an even more powerful response. Faster and faster I flicked and probed the clitoris. Suddenly, unable to control my lust for the succulent fruit at my mouth, I pulled it toward me. Parting my lips I pulled the hard clitoris into my mouth. Closing my lips around the nub I squeezed hard and sucked. This sent an electrifying shock through her entire body, causing her to thrust her pelvis hard against my face.

At the same time she slid her mouth down my manhood enveloping the entire length. Reaching the base of my shaft, the lips tightened and I could feel suction being applied. Slowly the mouth moved back up the shaft squeezing and pulling along the length, like a tight slippery fist. Just before the head popped out, the mouth stopped and the tongue took over. Flicking over the knob, the tongue tried to force its way into the hole at the tip. With the shaft head wet and slippery, the tight mouth again traversed my rigid pole.

As the mouth sucked and slid up and down my throbbing erection, the pelvis continued to thrust and grind against my face and chin. Her thrusts drove my nose deep into the fleshy folds of her vagina, as I used my lips and tongue on her clitoris. The sounds of our slurping mouths and the taste and musky perfume of her love cream was bringing me to a high state of arousal. I just thought of another way to increase the pleasure of this hot sexy woman.

My hands had remained on her buttocks after I had pulled her womanhood into my face. Allowing my fingers to roam over the firm, smooth skin of her butt cheeks, they quickly found the crease separating the two perfect globes of her ass. Slipping into the crease, my fingers pried the cheeks apart and began to probe for the tight anus. When the fingers had found the hole, I inserted two digits up to the knuckles. This brought a startled gasp and caused her to rotate her hips. I was now plunging my fingers in and out of her tight bung hole, while I rooted in her slippery slit with my nose. I did not neglect her erect pink clitoris. I was still flicking my tongue and sucking on her love bud.

When my fingers had first invaded her tight anus and she had gasped in pleasure, she in creased the speed with which she was sliding her mouth up and down my shaft. I could now hear her softly moaning around my pole, creating a humming vibration, which I felt along the whole length. I guess this is what they call a hum job. The vibrations I was feeling were incredibly erotic. With all these sensations flooding my body, I knew I would not be able to hold out much longer.

I could also sense a change in the way the body above me was responding to the stimulation, I was giving. The hips were rotating faster and the pelvis was thrusting against my face with more force. I wanted to buck my hips and drive my engorged penis hard, into the wet sucking mouth. The way she was pressing down on me prevented me from raising my pelvis.

Her fingers had found a new way to excite me. They had found there way to the crack of my ass and were searching for the entrance to my tight anus. Having found it, she completely buried two fingers inside my rear entrance. I let out a gasp of surprise, as I felt the finger tips tickling my prostrate. This really drove me wild.

I could feel my penis begin to quiver , in anticipation of the coming release. I was losing touch with my surroundings, as my senses narrowed to the area of my cock and balls. I could feel my nuts tightening as the sperm built up in preparation for an incredible release.

The vagina above me, was soaking my face and hair with hot, sticky syrup, as it also prepared for climax. The vagina was closer to fulfillment then my penis was. Suddenly I felt a flood of juice flow over my face and hair, just as I heard a stifled squeal come from the mouth engulfing my hard on. The hips began to buck slamming the pelvis and vagina against my face trying to smother me. I could no longer hold back.

Quickly I brought my hands from the anus they were probing to the head that was bobbing up and down on my shaft. With a howl of pure pleasure I pushed the head down, forcing the whole of my shaft deep into the throat. I could feel, as if it was happening in slow motion, the sperm rise up my shaft toward the tip. I then felt the hot sticky cream erupt from the tip, like a bullet from a gun. Again and again I shot my juice down her throat. With each spasm I could feel the throat gulp the sperm down. Nothing existed for me, but the pumping cock and the rushing seed. I did not notice the crotch that was grinding against my face nor the fingers clawing at my butt cheeks. My pumping penis was the center of my focus.

I did not know how long this state of absolute bliss lasted, but when I was again able to comprehend what was going on around me, I felt Honey laying on top of me. She did not move or say anything. Like me she was totally spent from the fantastic sex. We lay like this for a few minutes, basking in the after glow of passion. It lasted until Honey said we must get up and finish packing, or we would not be ready for the limousine that was taking us to the airport.

“Get moving, she stated, raising herself from the bed and standing.

“All right, I replied.

“What are you going to take with you? I asked Honey, who was looking in the toy closet.

“Well, I must take my strap on dildo, a hand held dildo, my pocket rocket, and the dauphin vibrator for the pool. Is there anything more you can think of? Honey asked.

“How about a paddle, some leather restraints, my leather cock support and my wrap around vibrator, I suggested.

“Sounds good, Honey said. Here is the bag to put all the toys in.”

When we had put all the toys in the bag Honey, as a last thought, grabbed her adjustable leather teddy with buckle restraints and garters. This might be fun, Honey laughed, as she placed it in the bag of toys. I might also take my leather corset and cape, she mused, as she collected them from the closet and placed them in the bag.

“What else is there to pack, I asked?

“Everything else is packed. All you have to do is get the clothing you are going to wear ready, Honey said thoughtfully. I'm going to have breakfast before I shower, she continued.

“I better have breakfast first too, I agreed. I will probably spill something on myself if I don't, I finished.

With that Honey left the bedroom for the kitchen, without putting on a stitch of clothing, to cover her beautiful tanned body. Watching the provocative way her buttocks swayed as she padded down the hall to the kitchen brought that old feeling back to my loins. As if Honey was the pied piper I followed her, unable to resist that bare, undulating bottom. When I arrived she was already bustling around getting things ready for breakfast.

Just then she bent over to retrieve something from the bottom cupboard. I was directly behind her and had a perfect view of her powerful wide spread legs and firm out thrust ass. Looking between those legs I could see her pubis. It was bald and I could even see the cleft between the lips.

Once more there was that stirring in my groin. The way things were going, I would probably have another hard on before breakfast and miss my flight.

The next thing I knew, Honey was reaching to the top shelf of a cupboard. This brought her arms above her head and thrust out her large breasts. Standing in profile, caused her tanned triple D tits to jut out like mountains. I could also make out the large erect nipples that topped her firm mounds, like the cherry on a scoop of ice cream.

With all this visual stimulation I could feel my penis start to stiffen. When Honey turned her nude body toward me the full frontal view was the final straw. Gazing at those large pink nipple breasts and her hairless crotch, with the golden haired heart at its apex, brought my penis to full erection. I could see Honey's eyes move to my crotch, taking in my bobbing hard on.

“You are going to have to do something about that before we leave or you will be extremely uncomfortable on the trip, Honey stated.

“I thought you could help me with my hard problem, I joked. Let me get the coffee started and then I might have a sweet solution to your problem, Honey laughed.

When Honey had the coffee brewing she did a bump and grind strut to the table, where she sat on the edge. Reaching for a jar and a spoon on the table, she picked them up, opened the jar and inserted the spoon. Scooping some jam onto the spoon she proceeded to smear it on the nipples of her breasts. This made the nipples and aureoles of her breasts bright red and sticky, just like the topping on a sundy.

“I know you like strawberry jam, so you can lick it off my nipples and satisfy your sweet tooth and me at the same time, Honey laughed.

With out hesitation I moved to the table, where she was sitting, and lowered my mouth to her now red, jam covered nipples. Cupping a breast in one hand I stuck out my tongue and began to swirl it around her aureole. I could see the nipple become harder and grow a darker shade of pink. Putting my lips directly on the aureole, I sucked it and the erect nipple into my mouth. This brought a moan of pleasure from deep in Honey's throat.

When I had lapped most of the jam off the nipple of one tit, I moved my mouth to the other breast, where I repeated the delicious process. This time Honey brought her hands to the back of my head and forcefully pulled my head against her melon. My mouth was now full of strawberry jam covered breast. Licking and sucking, I cleaned all the jam from her large melon. It was delicious. Coming up for air, I pulled my mouth from her tasty treat, with a pop.

“I love jam covered tits for breakfast better then toast and jam, I exclaimed!

“Not as filling, Honey said with a smile. I have another treat for you, Honey continued.

With that she picked up the jar of jam with the spoon, in one hand and lay back on the empty table, with her knees drawn up to her chest. Again she scooped some jam onto the spoon, but this time she smeared it all over the area of her crotch.

“You can now feast on a honey and jam sandwich, Honey offered.

The red jam, with the pieces of strawberry in it, covered her vagina invitingly. Even before I dove into this inviting desert, I could see the pink lips of her labia peeking out from the red jam. Diving face first into this sweet treat I began to lick. Sticking out my tongue I began to lap the sticky red jam from her bald crotch and the golden haired heart at the top of her cleft. Slowly I worked my way to the jam covered lips of her labia, where I began licking the sweet, red jam from her swollen pink lips. When I finally reached her sweet slit, I increased the tempo of my licking.

Honey was starting to warm up, as my tongue continued to flick and probe her jam coated vulva. I could taste Honey's love juices blending with the strawberry jam. What a delectable combination.

When my flicking tongue found its way to her clitoris and commenced to slurp the jam from it Honey let out a gasp of delight. Tangling her fingers in my hair, she pushed my face into her sweet treat. By now my face was covered with strawberry jam and Honey's cream.

Honey was really getting into the mood. She was forcing my head into her crotch with her hands, while thrusting her pelvis into my face.

“Are you enjoying your breakfast treat, Honey gasped in delight. I sure am, I mumbled. Well you sure have gotten me as hot as a piece of toast, She whimpered. It's time to finish me and yourself off or we will not make the flight, Honey moaned.

With that she pulled my head from her jam jar and brought her ankles to her chest. Grabbing her hips I pulled her to the edge of the table, so my hard spoon would have easier access to her jam jar. With my hands still grasping her hips, I brought my bobbing hard on to the entrance of her swollen, drooling cleft. Giving my hips a quick thrust I drove my rigid member into her, burying it up to the balls. At last I had my manhood where I wanted it. All the foreplay had me at a fever pitch of excitement. Moving my hips backwards, I withdrew, until I was almost out of her wet clutching slit. Thrusting my pelvis forward, I again drove into her slippery hole. I could hear the slap and feel the impact, as my crotch collided with her thighs and buttocks.

“Give it to me real hard! Honey squealed.

With this encouragement, I began to pound harder and faster into her wide open vagina. All I could hear was the slapping of flesh on flesh and the panting of our breathing. What an incredible feeling I received, as she contracted her tunnel and gripped my shaft. We were almost at the point of orgasm.

A couple of more thrusts and we were both over the top. Both of us howled in pleasure, as our pent up tensions found there release. Again and again my hot sticky, fluid shot into her. Even when I had no more cream to mix with her love juice and the strawberry jam, I continued to pump. It was a fantastic orgasm. All I could do was lean against the table panting, as Honey lay on the table covered with cream and the remnants of strawberry jam.

When I had regained my composure, I stepped back from the table, allowing my limp manhood to slip from her still pulsating vagina. With an effort Honey sat up letting her legs dangle over the edge of the table.

“Well we better get moving, and no more delays, Honey sighed.

“You pour the coffee and I will get the toast and jam, if there is any left, I suggested.

After finishing breakfast I cleaned up the dishes, while Honey went for her shower. By the time I got to the bathroom for my shower Honey was almost finished.

“Did you get all the jam off? I asked.

“I think so, and as soon as I get out, you can get in and wash all that jam off your face, she replied.

“Do you want me to help you wash your back? I courteously asked.

“Not a chance, Honey retorted. If I let you in here something will pop up, causing us to miss the flight and I'm not going to miss this vacation, Honey chided.

By the time I had finished my shower and returned to the bedroom, Honey was almost ready. She was wearing a pair of black overalls, with a black turtle neck underneath. On her feet she wore a pair of black leather knee high boots.

“That outfit doesn't look very sexy, I commented.

“No, but it will be warm when I get outside into that minus thirty degree weather, Honey replied. Are you going to wear your shorts to the airport? she scornfully asked?

“No, I'm going to change on the plane, I answered.

“I had the same plan, she confided.

As if on cue the car taking us to the airport arrived just as I finished getting ready. Out the door; a blast of freezing wind; down the steps and along the sidewalk; then we were in the back seat of a warm limousine.

Making myself comfortable for the ride to the airport I lay my head back on the plush seat. I was going to catch up on some of the sleep I had lost waking up so early. Honey had also made herself comfortable, by sliding forward and leaning back into the thick seat.

Closing my eyes, I started to fall asleep. In that fuzzy state between wakefulness and sleep, I thought I heard a buzzing sound. The sound was not loud, but I thought I could feel it through the seat. Slowly opening my eyes, I began to come to my full senses. The buzzing was still there. Looking over at Honey, I saw her laying back, with a far away stare in her half open eyes and a slight smile on her face. It looked as if she did not notice the buzzing sound. Turning my head around I tried to locate the source of the sound. It seamed to be coming from Honey, but that could not be. Finally I had to wonder what was going on, because the sound still seemed to come from Honey.

Nudging her, I intended to find out what was going on. Slowly opening her eyes, she turned her head toward me. Her eyes still had that far away look to them. It was the same look she would sometimes get in her eyes, when we were enjoying sex. This mystery was getting stranger.

“Do you hear the buzz? I whispered?

She just smiled and turned her head toward me. I was becoming impatient.

“What is going on? I forcefully asked?

Bringing her mouth to my ear Honey whispered, Remember when I packed my pocket rocket, well I am now using it.”

“Is that your remote control mini vibrator I hear buzzing? I asked in astonishment.

“You bet, she huskily replied. I have been buzzing away here for twenty minutes, Honey sighed into my ear. I'm so fucking hot I want to scream, Honey continued with a moan. Not being able to scream out is part of what is making this so fucking fantastic, Honey finished. I can feel my pussy slowly pulsate, as the vibrations stimulates my clitoris. I'm gushing like a flowing well down there and my crotch less tights are getting soaked, she whispered. I hope I don't leave a wet spot on the seat, Honey whispered huskily. O baby, would you like to slide a finger inside me? Honey begged.

“My pleasure, I replied.

With that I moved my hand to her crotch. Quickly I unbuttoned the crotch of her overalls. Gaining access to her treasure box, I slowly stroked her bald mound and tickled the hair heart at the apex of her slit.

She had not lied about being wet down there. I could feel my fingers becoming slippery and moist from her sticky syrup. Just as I was about to really get into my job, the car began to slow down.

We cannot be there yet, I thought. Then I remembered that we were going to pick up another couple on the way.

Quickly I removed my sticky fingers from her inviting moistness and tried to rebutton the crotch of her overalls. This was a more difficult job then unbuttoning them, especially with sticky fingers.

“What is happening? Honey quietly asked.

“We are getting company, I replied.

“What are you going to do about your vibrator? I excitedly inquired?

“I'm going to do nothing, except continue to enjoy it, was the only answer I received.

Just as we finished with the buttons on Honey's overalls, the car door opened, causing a gust of freezing air to hit us, shattering the warm cocoon we had been luxuriating in. Quickly the older couple entered the car, closing the door shutting out the bitter blast. When they had settled in, we exchanged a few pleasantries. The conversation quickly came to an end, as they did not seem to be the friendliest people. I got the feeling that they thought they were better then us.

The lack of conversation did not bother me, but their presence prevented me from fingering Honey. All I had was the smell and taste of her on my fingers and the sound of the vibrator coming from between her legs, to remind me of the fun we could have had. It was kind of erotic thinking that Honey was getting off as these up tight old farts watched.

After a few minutes I noticed them looking around. I guessed that they had heard the hum and were looking for the source. Laying back with my eyes barely open I could watch as they looked around in bafflement. They kept looking at Honey and then at each other, with funny quizzical stares on their faces. When Honey began softly moaning they were baffled. By the time we arrived at the airport, the two old prudes thought Honey was going to die or that she was possessed.

When we had checked in I asked Honey if she was going through security with her vibrator still turned on.

“Well, I better on plug the remote control from the vibrator, so I don't set off the alarms, but I can leave it inside me and still feel a little stimulation, Honey said thoughtfully.

Right there, in front of everyone, Honey slid her hand inside her overalls, moved it to her crotch and within a few seconds she removed the remote control. Looking around it seamed as if no one noticed anything. Everyone was in such a hurry they did not care what was going on. Slipping the cord and the little remote control into her purse we headed for the security check. When we reached the waiting room Honey drew the remote control from her purse and again slid her hand down the front of her overalls attaching the wire to the vibrator.

“O yes, I'm back in business, Honey sighed.

Again I could hear that faint hum. While we waited to board the plane I could listen as Honey was receiving positive vibrations.

“Wait until we get on the plane and you will see what kind of fun we can have, Honey whispered into my ear.

This sent my imagination on all kinds of fantastic possibilities. Just as I was starting to feel a slight stirring in my groin they called us to board the plane.

Following the attractive raven haired stewardess down the aisle to our seats, I could not help but notice what a nice ass she had. When we arrived I noticed how large the seats were and that there were no other passengers nearby. I was glad that I had spent the extra money and gone first class. Sitting in the seat I wormed my way into the cushions and reclined. I wanted to enjoy the large comfortable seat.

“Wow baby, look at all this space and no one nearby, Honey excitedly whispered. Do you think we can join the five mile high club? Honey asked excitedly.

“We sure can, I enthusiastically replied.

“This vibrator has me ready for anything, she bubbled.

“I'm starting to get horny myself, I commented.

Just then the foxy stewardess came by to see if we wanted anything. I read her identity tag and addressed her by name.

“Hello Fannie, I said with a grin. I'm Lance and this is Honey, I introduced. I’m pleased to meet you, she replied. Can I get either of you anything before we take off? she inquired?

“Could you bring us some blankets? Honey asked?

“My pleasure, she replied.

When she returned with the blanket she had a smile on her face. I wondered if she had heard the buzz coming from Honey's crotch.

“You can cover with these blankets and you will not have to worry about anyone hearing you or noticing anything, Fannie confided. I have seated the other first class passengers in the front of the section, so it is only the two of you and me back here, She said conspiratorially.

Looking at her with puzzled expressions on our faces, Fanny explained, I also have a pocket rocket and from the humming I hear, I can tell you have the rocket in high gear. When we reach cruising altitude I think the two of you are going to join the mile high club, Fannie finished.

“Wow Lance, I think we have a kindred spirit in Fannie and that is going to make this one hell of a flight! Honey excitedly exclaimed.

“Well I'm going to leave you and get ready for take off, Fannie smiled. Fasten your seat belt and have fun, Fannie laughed, as she left us.

Even before the plane began to taxi Honey was arranging the blanket over us. When Honey had done this to her satisfaction, she slid her hands under the blanket and unbuttoned the crotch of her overalls.

Sliding her fingers inside her overalls she removed the pocket rocket from her thoroughly aroused pussy. When Honey pulled the mini vibrator from beneath the blanket I could see that it was shiny with her juices.

“Want to get your fingers wet again? Honey asked with a smile?

Pulling my hand under the blanket; she brought it to her crotch and cooed, While you play with my honey pot, I'm going to be jerking you off.”.

The next thing I knew Honey's fingers were pulling on the zipper of my pants. When she had my pants unbuttoned and unzipped I could feel her warm fingers releasing my manhood. The way she was stroking the length of my shaft was extraordinarily sensuous. Within a short time I was fully erect and throbbing. The blanket over my lap was now a tent, with my erect penis as the tent pole.

By now my fingers had found there way into Honey's juicy love tunnel. Honey's wetness soaked my fingers, making them slippery. Honey had slid forward in her seat, so it was easier for me to fill her with my fingers. I was able to get three fingers into her. This brought a little squeal of delight from her, especially when my finger nudged her clitoris.

“Yes baby, rub that clit! Honey huskily whispered. Do me good baby and I will make that hard on erupt like mount Vesuvius.”

Before I knew it I could feel Honey thrusting her pussy against my fingers. She was totally aroused and so was I. The blanket over my lap was now moving with the motion of Honey's stroking hand.

Before I knew it I heard a voice over the speaker telling me we could remove our seatbelts, as we had reached cruising height. At the same time Fannie came to see if there was anything we wanted. Immediately her eyes went to the tent my pole had made of the blanket.

“I see that the two of you have been busy since I was gone, she jokingly commented.

“Do you want to see what I have a hold of? Honey asked.

“I sure would, Fannie replied.

When Honey pulled the blanket from over me; exposing my rigid shaft, Fanny exclaimed Shit, that is a donkey dick! You are one hell of a lucky girl to have that thing at your disposal, Fannie said longingly.

“If you get a chance you can try it out, Honey offered.

“That is a generous offer and I think I might just take you up on it, Fannie graciously accepted.

“You have to wait until later because I want him first, Honey stated. That vibrator has been getting me horny all morning and now I have to be filled with a big piece of meat, Honey continued. I'm going to the toilet and change into something more accessible.”

With that Honey stood up, grabbed her over night bag and started for the bathroom. Glancing over her shoulder she told Fannie she could play with my toy, but not to let it shoot.

When Honey had disappeared into the bathroom, Fannie leaned over the seat and asked, Can I grab a hold of that baseball bat of yours?”

“It is all yours, I replied.

Grasping my shaft with her hand Fannie began to stroke. Sliding her hand up the shaft she stopped just below the purplish head. Squeezing the shaft with her fist, Fannie brought her thumb to the head and began to circle the tip, where the hole was located.

“Shit you could split a girl open with this cucumber, Fannie cooed admiringly.

“I have to take my time with a woman and get her really wet and slippery before I enter her, I explained.

“You could take all the time you wanted with me because I would never want that ride to stop, Fannie said wistfully.

While we had been exchanging pleasantries, her fist had been slowly tightening and loosening its grip on my shaft, as her thumb continued to circle my bulging cock head. All the attention was causing fluid to ooze from the hole at the tip, making her thumb and my shaft's head slippery.

“I promise you that sometime on the flight, I'm going to make time available, so I can try out this huge pole, Fannie asserted.

“Not right now because it's my turn, Honey broke in.

“I better get back to work before they come looking for me, but I will be back to try out this monster, Fannie said; giving my shaft a parting squeeze.

I could now see Honey fully and she looked fantastic. She had on a shear, yellow sun dress with spaghetti straps, and a hem that barely covered her buttocks. The dress had a tight bodice that outlined her breasts and revealed her nipples and aureoles. It was obvious that she wore no bra. The skirt part of the dress was flounced so it floated freely around her hips. This made it easy for her to pull up the skirt part of the dress. Lifting the dress I could see her hairless heart adorned crotch because she was not wearing her thong.

“Do you like what you see? she questioned. I can see your pole quivering with anticipation, she laughed.

Dragging my eyes from her bare vagina, I let my eyes fall to her feet, where I could see she had on yellow sandals which revealed her red nailed toes. Dropping the hem of her dress, Honey slid into her seat.

Raising the armrest between her seat and mine, Honey slid onto my lap, trapping my hard on between my belly and her back. Placing her legs on either side of mine, Honey raised herself off my lap and told me to pull up the hem of her dress. Pulling the dress up with one hand I maneuvered my manhood into position. Honey had placed both hands on the back of the seat in front of her for support. Slowly she lowered herself until the entrance to her love cave came in contact with my rigid pole. With a flex of her legs Honey lowered herself, until the entire length of my huge, throbbing hard on was buried inside her. O shit, it felt great to be buried inside Honey's hot sucking grasping love channel.

“Play with my clitoris, Honey quietly ordered.

Quickly I moved my hands around her round hips and brought my fingers to the cleft between her thighs. I could feel my shaft as my fingers sought out her clitoris. Sliding my fingers along the lips of her labia, I was also gently stroking my hard on. This sensation caused my shaft to twitch with excitement. When my fingers finally found her go button and began to circle it, Honey let out a little gasp of pleasure. Her juices began to flow like a river soaking my fingers and shaft. I could tell Honey was thoroughly aroused and nearing a powerful climax.

She was now sliding up and down on my excited penis. This was making it difficult to keep my finger on the button. I could see her fingers clenching the seat in front of her and the muscles in her thighs straining, as she rode my manhood. Honey was panting with her exertions and excitement, as I softly moaned deep in my throat.

I could not believe that none of our fellow passengers heard anything or noticed Honey bobbing up and down. Honey's hot grasping pussy and the thought that we might be discovered at any moment, was greatly increasing my already intense pleasure.

Just then the speed of Honey's thrusting hips seamed to double and I heard a low moaning coming from deep in her throat. Her love cream flooded from her hole, around my shaft, soaking my pants. I knew she was experiencing an incredible orgasm. The tension inside my balls was crying out for release, but I was determined to make these fantastic sensations last as long as possible. I could feel and see the struggle going on in Honey as she tried to keep from screaming out her passion. The way Honey's pussy was squeezing my shaft and all the juices that were flowing, were causing a sucking sound to come from the area of our crotch. The way Honey's vagina was gripping me, was slowly forcing the sperm up my shaft, even though I was doing everything possible to delay my climax.

Finally I could not hold back any longer. Grabbing her thighs, I pulled her tightly against my crotch, as my hot sperm pumped into her. I could feel every spasm my cock made, as it shot load after load of my seed into her sucking hole. As I held Honey's thighs tightly, I could feel her straining as she tried to continue pumping up and down on my shaft. When she realized I would not let her do this, she began to grind her buttocks against me. I continued to feel the sperm pumping from my knob, as the orgasms still rippled through her body. My orgasm seamed to go on for ever. The spasms in my penis were continuing, even though I could no longer feel any juice squirting out. I had lost track of the time and place. What finally brought me back to reality, was the voice of our stewardess.

“It looks as if the two of you are having a great flight, Fannie commented. You are also providing entertainment for some of the other passengers, she continued.

“What do you mean? I asked in surprise.

“You provided the stimulation, for the erotic activity of some of the other passengers, Fannie confided.

“What makes you say that? Honey queried.

“The couple two rows ahead of you heard the passionate sounds coming from you and it got them excited, so They decided to also enjoy themselves, Fannie explained. I had to get them a blanket, so they could masturbate each other, she laughed. This flight is becoming a sex fantasy and after I serve lunch it's my turn, so get ready, she promised.

“Talking about getting ready, I better get cleaned up for lunch, Honey commented.

“When you're done, it's my turn, I joined in.

“O no, please don't, Fannie exclaimed, I like my meat soaked in lots of juice, especially the juices of a woman.

“Do you want to taste my juices? Honey asked.

“Later, I have to go and start serving lunch, Fannie cooed, as she leaned over and gave Honey a wet, full mouth kiss on the lips.

“I'm looking forward to that, Honey answered in a husky whisper.

With that Fannie left to serve lunch and Honey went to the bathroom. When Honey had returned lunch was being served by our sexy stewardess. On my lunch tray, along with my shrimp salad and wine, there was a surprise from Fannie. It was a pair of wet, red lace panties. moving my eyes from the panties on the tray to Fannie, I gave her a quizzical look.

With a big grin she laughingly said, Thinking about riding on that big cock of yours made me so wet that I soaked my panties and I thought you might like a souvenir.”

Picking up the panties; inhaling her musky scent I said, O yes, I'm getting hard just smelling these panties.”

When your done lunch, I'll be back, Fannie promised. When we had finished our lunch and the trays had been cleared away Fannie returned.

“I'm ready to collect on those promises, Fannie reminded us.

Since Honey was in the aisle seat, she could easily move to the seat across the aisle. While Honey moved across the aisle and Fannie sat down beside me, I unbuttoned my pants and released my manhood. Smelling Fannie's panties and thinking about the pleasures to come, had kept my shaft in a state of semi erection. Sliding into the seat beside me Fannie grab my semi erect cock in her hands and began to gently stroke it.

“It looks as if you were anticipating the fun we are going to have, Fannie cooed.

“You can bet on that, I exclaimed!

Bending over, Fannie brought her mouth to my rapidly growing shaft and exclaimed, I'm going to enjoy your sausage for lunch!”

Before I knew it she had taken the whole length into her hungry mouth. The sensations she created in me, as she alternately sucked and licked my shaft, were fantastic. I was now fully erect and throbbing. I entwined my fingers in the raven hair of her head, as her fingers played with my scrotum and the hair surrounding the base of my penis. The next thing I knew Fannie had clamped her lips tightly around my shaft and was rapidly bobbing her head up and down on my pole. She was giving me deep throat that felt like I was being jerked off. This woman knew how to give a fantastic blow job. I had to keep my mouth clamped shut to keep from crying out in pleasure.

“You're incredible, I gasped from between clenched teeth.

“I love the taste Honey's special sauce has added to your meat, Fannie mumbled; around a mouth full of sausage.

When she pulled her mouth from my rigid shaft I confusedly mumbled, What happened?”

I want you to fuck me with that huge cock, but we will have to hide in the bathroom, Fanny explained. You go in first, while I see if they need me for anything, she continued.

I was going to need Honey's help to get to the bathroom without being seen by anyone. I could button the waste band of my pants, but I could not hide my rampaging hard on. To do this I had Honey walk in front of me, to shield me from the other passengers. Fortunately the couple nearest the bathroom were deeply engrossed in the movie they were watching and didn't even notice as I went in. When I was inside the bathroom, I began to appreciate, just how tightly the two of us would be squeezed together in that small room. It would take some fancy acrobatics to accomplish what we wanted to do.

Just then the door opened and Fannie came in. Quickly closing the door, Fannie moved into my arms and planted a hot, open mouth kiss on my lips. While she slipped her tongue into my mouth, her hands sought out and found my throbbing erection.

Breaking off our passionate kiss Fannie twisted her body, so her back was toward me. The cramped quarters we were working in forced Fannie's ass into my crotch, trapping my stiff cock between us. Hiking up her skirt, Fannie put her hands on the bathroom wall and leaned forward. With her skirt raised, she was able to place her feet either side of mine and spread her legs wider.

“Hold the skirt out of the way and stick that big cock in me! Fannie ordered.

I did not have to be told a second time. Grabbing the hem of her uniform skirt I slid it up so I could get my bobbing pole underneath it. When I achieved that, my shaft was nestled along the crack of her ass. Bending my knees a little, I slid my hands under her skirt and took a firm hold of her thighs and buttocks. I then lifted her until I could maneuver my manhood between her thighs. With my penis between her thighs, Fannie guided it to the entrance of her love tunnel. As I slowly lowered Fannie, my quivering cock slid into her hot wet tunnel.

“O shit, Fannie quietly groaned. I've never been filled like this before.”

With a firm hold on her hips I began to pump my excited pole in and out of her drooling pussy. Because of the cramped conditions I couldn't drive into her with full strokes, but I was still getting real hot. I could feel Fannie's fingers playing with my shaft and her love bud.

“O baby, the way you're stretching my hole, you are going to ruin me for any other man! she groaned. You will be the only one that can fill my gap.”

I was now rapidly slamming in and out of her, in short hard thrusts. The closer I got to blowing my load, the faster I pumped. I could feel Fannie's juices running down my pole.

“Fuck baby, I'm almost there! Fannie gasped. Slam that baseball bat into me faster, and harder! I want to feel it all the way up to my tits.”.

I was grabbing her hips so hard that I thought she would be marked for life. With Fannie's encouragement, I pounded harder into her. Suddenly she let out a little squeal and ground her buttocks into my crotch.

“O fuck, I'm coming like never before, Fannie hissed from between clenched teeth.

Letting myself go, I started to spew my thick cream into her pulsating love tunnel. Load after load of my hot jism, shot from the tip of my cock. The cramped conditions and the excitement of possible discovery was intensifying my orgasm. I was panting like a steam engine. Fannie was bucking on my hard shaft so franticly that I thought she might break it off. Her orgasm seemed to last forever. The only sounds she could make, as she gyrated on the giant shaft that impaled her, were little whimpering noises. When the intensity of her climax began to subside she stopped bucking and whimpering.

“O shit, I'm completely drained! she whispered.

My drained shaft was becoming soft, as my excitement diminished. As my penis became limp, it easily slid from her soaking pussy. In a few minutes, when we had both calmed down, Fannie remembered where she was.

“Shit, I have to clean up and get back to work or I'll be out of a job! she exclaimed!

With that she smoothed down her skirt and rearranged her jacket. Twisting around, so she faced the sink, she washed her hands and face, making sure she was presentable.

“I'll go first and you follow in a few minutes, she urgently whispered.

With that she was gone, leaving me alone. Suddenly the door again opened. What the hell, I was about to exclaim, when I saw Honey coming in the door.

“I thought you might like a clean pair of shorts because those pants are a mess, Honey laughed.

Taking the clean shorts from Honey, I proceeded to change. Honey had to leave, so I would have enough space to change. When I had finished I grabbed the dirty pants and left the bathroom. When I returned to my seat, I found Honey with a big smile on her face.

“You look as if you are enjoying your vacation; right from the very first day, Honey smirked.

“I sure am, I replied with a smile.

Just then a stewardess came down the aisle. It was not Fannie. This stewardess was a one hundred sixty centimeter red head, with about C cup breasts, smiling face and a trim figure.

When she reached our seat she said, could you please fasten your seat belts? We are about to land.”

“Wow, the flight did not seam very long, I remarked.

“That is because you were enjoying it so much, the stewardess replied with a big grin. If I'm working the flight you return on, Fannie said I should help you to enjoy it in the same way she did, she offered.

“Ok, that sounds great and I'll make sure you live up to your promise. By the way what is your name? I asked.

“Just ask for Carrie, she replied.

When the door of the plane opened the heat and humidity hit us like a wall. We knew we had arrived in Jamaica. Walking down the portable stairs I could look out and see the heat shimmering above the tarmac. It looked as hot as it felt.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs I could feel the heat rising from the asphalt. By the time Honey and I had reached the terminal, the heat seamed to be coming through the soles of my shoes. The short walk and the humidity had caused sweat to trickle down my back and under my arms. I could feel my shirt sticking to my back and sides.

Glancing over at Honey I could see how the heat and humidity had caused sweat to form on her back, along her sides and breasts. This was making the yellow, see through material of her dress, cling to her body in a very provocative way. The sexy way the material seamed to be pasted to her breasts and ass, left nothing to the imagination.

When the terminal door opened and we walked inside, it was like entering another world. I could feel small bumps forming on my skin, as the cool air hit me and cooled the sweat on my skin and shirt. When I looked at Honey my eyes were greeted by a very sexy sight. The cool air had caused Honey's nipples and aureoles to become extremely hard and stiff, making them protrude from the thin material of her dress. I could see from the way she walked, thrusting her breasts out even further, that she was enjoying the stares she was getting from the men. The disapproving glances she received from the jealous women in the crowd, only made Honey thrust her breasts out further and wiggle her ass more provocatively.

“If you've got it, flaunt it, Honey whispered to me.

This brought a grin to my face. By now we had arrived at the customs barrier, where the agents asked the routine questions and gave the bags a quick search. We were now officially in Jamaica.

The next task was to find a taxi to Neagrill. There was no lack of choices. As soon as we left the terminal we were mobbed by drivers and their touts. Everyone was trying to grab our baggage and direct us to their cab. They were also trying to rub up against Honey and give her a grope.

Honey spotted a driver, standing apart from the crowd, beside his cab. He had long dread locks and looked like Bob Marley.

“Lets take him, she suggested.

With that we forced our way through the milling crowd. When the driver saw us coming in his direction, he sauntered over to greet us.

“Hay maan! Where do you need a drive too? he asked.

“Naegrill, we replied in unison.

“Let me put your suitcases in the van, he offered. They call me Bunga Bamboo, he said, as he picked up our suitcases.

“Hi, this is Honey and I'm Lance, I introduced.

When he was putting the baggage into the back of the van Honey gave me a nudge in the ribs and whispered, He is cute. I wonder why they call him Bunga bamboo?”

“Are you thinking about finding out? I asked with a laugh.

“Why not? I'm on vacation, she replied.

When we had gotten under way I asked, Bunga is there a place where we can get a drink and a spliff?”

“Ya maan. Just out of town, he called back over the radio.

As we drove through the streets Honey leaned over the front seat and chatted with Bunga. She made sure that he had a great view of her big tits. Her beautiful breasts were straining against the thin material of her dress, revealing enough cleavage to get lost in. Between glancing at Honey and looking at her breasts in the rear view mirror, Bunga was having a difficult time keeping his eyes on the road and his mind on driving.

“Why do they call you Bunga Bamboo? she asked with an innocent look on her face.

“Bunga is my Rastafarian name and Bamboo is what the girls like to call me, was his reply.

“Does that mean you have something in your pants that is as big as a piece of bamboo? Honey inquired with a sly smile.

“Not quite as big as a piece of bamboo, but none of the girls complain, he answered with a big grin.

“O boy! I'd like to see that! Honey said excitedly.

“Well when we get to the bar for drinks and a spliff, I would be happy to show you, he smirked.

“I can hardly wait! she gleefully said; as she gave his inner thigh an affectionate squeeze.

After another five minutes we arrived at the bar, where we were to get our drinks and something to smoke. Coming to a stop, we parked about fifteen meters to the left of the bar, under the shade of some trees.

“I'll get the drinks and something to smoke. What would you like to drink? he asked as he got out of the van.

“Here is some money. Could you get us some beers, and get yourself something, I replied.

When Bunga had left Honey turned to me and exclaimed excitedly, I’m going to try out Bunga's big bamboo! You got to start your vacation on the plane. Now it's my turn. If you want you can join in, Honey offered. I have always enjoyed two big hard cocks at once, she laughed.

When Bunga returned he went to the sliding side door of the van and opened it. Handing in the beers he pulled the spliff from his pocket and lit it up. When he had the spliff going he handed it to me. Taking a pull on the joint, I held it in and could taste how good it was. Handing the joint to Honey, I gave Bunga a nod of approval and took a drink of my beer. While the spliff made its rounds I could see Bunga watching Honey, with lust in his eyes and a bulge in his crotch. By the time the joint and the beer were half finished I was feeling the effects. The far away stare in Honey's eyes told me that she was also enjoying the refreshments. When the beer and herb were finished I was definitely in an altered state of consciousness.

taking the last draw on the herb spliff Honey fixed Bunga with a stare and asked Will you now show me the bamboo? I want to see it for myself, so I can judge whether it is really as big as a piece of bamboo.”

Watching Bunga I could see the desire in his eyes and the growing bulge in his crotch. Trance like Bunga unzipped his pants, allowing his brown manhood the freedom it wanted.

Looking directly at Bunga's growing penis Honey said, "you have shown me yours, so now I'm going to show you mine."

Keeping her eyes on Bunga's bobbing hard on, Honey raised herself off the seat and slowly began to pull her dress up. As the dress slowly rose she asked Bunga if he liked her thighs and flat belly. He was speechless. All he could do was stare in amazement. When she had raised the dress to the point where her breasts were completely revealed, she pulled it over her head and laid it on the seat next to her. Moistening her lips with her tongue, she brought her hands to her breasts and started stroking her hard nipples with her fingers.

“By the way your bamboo is standing up and bobbing around, I can tell that you like what you see, Honey said, in her most sultry voice. I can also see that it is big like bamboo, she softly whispered. I bet you would like to stroke these big tanned tits with your strong brown hands and suck on my hard nipples.”

“Ya maan! he replied; quickly bringing his hands to her large melons.

“Yes baby; rub and squeeze those tits! she demanded. I want to feel your lips and tongue on my nipples. Start sucking! she ordered.

Without hesitation, Bunga brought his mouth to her nipple and began to devour it. He was sucking like a starving baby. Leaning forward Honey brought her hand to Bunga's twitching bamboo and began to slowly jerk him off.

“Shit this thing must be thirty centimeters long and about six wide! He’s almost as huge as you, Lance! she exclaimed in amazement.

By now Bunga had moved his mouth to the other nipple, so it did not feel neglected. Kneading the flesh of her tit he sucked until his mouth was completely full.

“Bunga baby; you're working my nipples so well that I think I'm going to leave a wet spot on the seat, she laughed. Would you like to see my wet spot? Honey inquired?

Without waiting for a reply, Honey removed her hand from Bunga's shaft, slid her ass to the edge of the seat, leaned back and spread her legs as wide as the confines of the van would allow. This caused the nipple to slide from Bunga's mouth, making a slurping sound as it came out. Bunga leaned back, and standing straight he removed his hands from her breasts. Supporting herself by holding the back of the front seat with one hand and the back of her seat with the other hand, she spread her legs even wider, giving Bunga and I a perfect view of her shaved pussy and the golden heart at the apex.

By now I was as hard as Bunga, so I unfastened my shorts, to release the pressure on my manhood. When my rock hard cock was standing straight out from my crotch, I brought my hand to it and began to jerk off. I could see, as I glanced from the corner of my eye that Bunga was doing the same thing to his bamboo. There we stood, dicks in our hands, while we gazed at a beautiful big breasted blonde, with wide spread legs.

“It really makes me feel powerful and horny, to have two men, with huge cocks, staring at my beautiful body, Honey cooed in a deep throaty voice. I bet The two of you would like to stick those hard throbbing poles into my holes! she laughed.

“You bet, we chorused.

“Well flip a coin and see who gets head and who gets tail, she mischievously suggested.

Bunga pulled a coin from his pocket and flipped it into the air. While the coin was still in the air, I called heads. When it landed Bunga said it was tails, so he would get tail and I would get head.

Honey jumped off the seat and stood beside the open side door facing in. I climbed into the van and sat on the seat, Honey had just vacated, facing out, while Bunga moved behind Honey.

Leaning forward Honey rested her arms on my thighs and began to lick my shaft and circle the head with her wet, pink tongue. While she worked her tongue around my cock head, I watched Bunga grab her haunches, with both hands and give his hips a powerful thrust forward. I heard Honey make an oh sound, as if the breath was being forced from her lungs. At the same time I heard a smacking sound, as Bunga's belly impacted Honey's buttocks. The next thing I knew Honey had swallowed the entire length of my rod and I could feel her moist lips caressing the base of my shaft. I could feel Honey's tongue moving around my shaft, as her fingers tickled my nuts and crotch hair. Sitting on the seat placed me in a perfect position to watch the expressions playing over Bunga's face, as he slowly pumped in and out of Honey.

“Shit maan! I've never had a woman that could take my whole length on the first thrust and still feel so tight, Bunga groaned.

I watched as an intense look of rapturous pleasure crossed Bunga's face. His eyes slowly closed, as he concentrated on the pleasure I knew he was feeling.

Twining my fingers in Honey's hair, I started to move her head up and down on my rigid shaft. The suction and the tongue motion on my knob was giving me a great deal of pleasure. I knew exactly how Bunga felt, with that hot wet pussy wrapped around his bamboo. I could feel the seed building up in my scrotum, as I prepared to explode. I could also see that Bunga's excitement was increasing, as his thrusting hips were speeding up.

Bunga had moved one hand around Honey's hips and began doing something with her crotch. This caused Honey to let out a small groan of delight. Just as I was preparing for the final gallop to orgasm, Honey pulled her mouth off my engorged shaft and stood up, causing Bunga's bamboo to pop out of her hole.

“What the hell is going on? Bunga and I exclaimed in unison.

“This is one way for a woman to take two cocks at once, but there is another way and I want to try it. I want one of your big dicks in my pussy and I want the other dick in my ass hole, Honey ordered. Bunga, have you ever driven that big bamboo of yours in a woman's tight back door? Honey mischievously asked.

“No maan; all the women around here are afraid of what my big bamboo might do to their ass hole, Bunga replied.

“Well get ready, because you are going to bury that big, slippery bamboo of yours all the way up to the balls, in my rear entrance! Honey exclaimed. Give me the high heeled sandals in that bag! Honey commanded; pointing to her over night bag. This extra height will make it easier for the two of you to drive into me, she explained.

Getting off the seat, I stood in front of her, while Bunga got into position behind her. Bending my knees I brought the head of my shaft to the entrance of her love tunnel. Thrusting upwards, I drove my throbbing hard on into her soft yielding womanhood.

At the same time Bunga bent his knees and buried his bamboo in Honey's tight anus. I could hear Honey let out a sigh of pleasure and feel a shiver of ecstasy run through her body, as Bunga's huge bamboo entered her back door. Honey was now impaled by sixty three centimeters of rock hard cock.

The high heeled sandals had given Honey enough height to enable Bunga and I to slide in and out of her by just bending and straightening our knees. I brought my fingers to her crotch and began playing with her clitoris, while Bunga kneaded and squeezed her melon like tits. All the various stimulation was really turning on Honey. She was twitching and moaning, as if she was receiving numerous tiny electrical charges. The sweat was running off her body plastering her hair to her back and shoulders. I could also feel her pussy juices freely flowing down my shaft and along the inside of her thighs. By now Bunga and I had established a rhythm, were he entered her ass hole, as I slid from her pussy and visa versa. Honey had grabbed me around the neck and clamped her mouth onto mine, forcing her tongue deep inside my mouth. I could feel her entire body quivering with each thrust we made into her.

Suddenly she pulled her mouth away from mine and let out a long continuous moan of total abandonment. She then began to thrust her pelvis back and forth, trying to increase the tempo of our pounding. As if on cue Bunga and I increased the speed of our thrusting. Honey's climax continued to grow in its intensity, until I thought she would explode. I could feel the intensity of my own orgasm building toward the point of explosion. Increasing the speed of my thrusting, I could feel my seed about to shoot up my shaft and erupt from the head. Before I exploded I heard Bunga call out.

“O shit I'm filling your hot, tight ass hole with my seed! Bunga cried.

This put me over the top and I felt my own explosion take place. Every time the sperm shot from my shaft, I slammed into her crotch, bringing a squeal of pleasure from her. The sound of Bunga's belly rapidly slapping into Honey's buttocks, told me that he was also in the midst of a powerful orgasm. We continued pumping and grunting for a few minutes, until the ecstasy slowly subsided and our cocks began to wilt. Even when my penis grew soft and slid from her quivering cleft, Honey continued thrusting and grinding her pelvis. By now Bunga's bamboo had also slid from her clutching anus.

“Shit I'm so drained I could collapse, Bunga groaned.

“That was one hell of a work out, I joined in.

Regaining her composure Honey said, I really enjoyed the double action. I better get dressed.”

With that she climbed into the van and slipped the dress over her head.

“I guess we better get on the road, Bunga suggested.

“Good idea, I replied.

Bunga went around the front of the van, got in the drivers seat and started the engine. By this time I had also entered the van and slid the side door closed. Sitting behind Bunga I watched the scenery go by as we drove along the ocean. The exotic sights and sounds held me spell bound as we drove. The heat, beer and herb had conspired to create in me, a detached feeling of floating. Neither Honey or I said much. We were both absorbed in our own little world.

After driving for about a half hour, the heat and herb were making me thirsty, so I asked Bunga to stop for another drink. Pulling into the gravel parking lot and stopping, Bunga got out of the van and went for drinks. When he had returned and we were taking the first sips of our drinks, I noticed a tall black woman sauntering in our direction.

She looked about eighteen and was nearly one hundred and seventy centimeters tall, but she was wearing high heeled sandals. Her skin was so black that it seamed to have a blue tinge in the bright sun. She wore her black curly hair in a short afro and at her ears, I could see the glint of gold hoop earrings. My eyes were drawn to her big breasts, flat belly, and provocatively swaying hips. The short, open, purple and gold blouse barely covered; what looked like triple D breasts. Her belly was adorned with a gold belly button ring. Around her waist she wore a short skirt that tied at the side; leaving one leg bare. The matching purple and gold skirt barely covered her buttocks.

“Hay maan! Want to buy me a drink? she asked.

“All right, I answered.

“Hi maan. I'm Ebony. Who are you? she asked, as she walked to the van.

“I'm Lance and this is Honey, I answered; letting my eyes move up and down her body in obvious admiration.

“So you'll buy me a beer, she said with a smile.

“I think there’s something else he’d like to buy, Honey laughed.

“Would you like some of these? she asked; lifting her blouse and revealing two black, pear shaped, firm, red tipped breasts.

“Who wouldn't, I replied; reaching out and touching those big black red tipped mangoes.

The firm, smooth feel of the skin and the hardness of her big nipples was extremely erotic. I was getting that old stirring in my crotch. Unzipping my shorts Honey pulled my twitching manhood out and asked Ebony if she wanted some of it.

“Aye maan! Nice coo cumber! she exclaimed; giving my growing hard on an affectionate squeeze.

Stepping back from the van Ebony lifted her skirt; spread her legs and asked, How would you like some of this?”

I could not answer because I was transfixed by the sight of her crotch hair. The hair was not completely black. For about two centimeters along the cleft it was died gold. Around the band of gold was another band of green. The hair around her labia had been trimmed revealing the lips, which were cherry red. The effect on me, when I saw that red, gold, green and black crotch, was electric. My growing penis instantly became erect.

“Do you like the Rastafarian colors on my pussy hair? Ebony asked with a big grin.

“I sure do like it, I replied. How would you like to go for a ride to Naegril with us? I asked.

All right. Let me by a drink and I'll be right back, was Ebony's reply.

Here is some money. Would you like to buy some extra drinks for later? I inquired; handing Ebony some bills.

Taking the money Ebony went to the bar and quickly returned carrying the drinks. When she got to the side door, I slid it open and let her in. Stepping in she handed the drinks to Honey and sat down beside me. As Honey slid the door closed, Bunga started the engine and we were back on the road.

Stroking my erect manhood Ebony exclaimed, Maan, this ting is as big and hard as a police baton!”!

Taking a deep draught of her beer, Ebony brought her mouth to my cock and forced the head into her mouth; without losing a drop of the brew. Feeling the fizzy beverage tickling my knob was exciting. Swirling her tongue around the head increased the fizz, causing my shaft to twitch. Swallowing her mouthful of beer, Ebony removed her lips from my pole and took another drink from the bottle. While she did this she continued to jack me off. Again she brought her beer filled mouth to my cock head and gave me the fizz treatment.

Sitting up, Ebony unhooked the clasp holding her blouse; allowing the skimpy top to fall from her shoulders; chuckling she said, While I drink my beer you can drink from my tits, as she shook her huge black melons in my face.

“My pleasure, I replied; sticking out my tongue and moving it to her stiff red nipple.

At the same time I brought my hand to the other breast and started to gently stroke and knead it. Sucking the entire nipple and aureole into my mouth I gave her a light bite.

“Oh yes play with those tits baby! Ebony squealed.

“He does know how to massage and suck a boob, but you should feel him eat pussy, Honey informed Ebony. I know he would like to eat your pussy because I saw him get instantly hard, when he saw your red, gold, green, and black bush, Honey confided to Ebony.

“Your right! I piped up, taking my sucking mouth from her hard nipple. I've never seen a pussy decorated like that before. When I saw it, I thought about eating It and got hard, I said.

“Get ready! Here comes supper! Ebony laughed, as she lay back on the seat.

Before the words had finished coming from her mouth, Ebony had loosened the knot holding her skirt on and pulled it off, revealing her beautiful black body. Standing between the side door and the seat, I had a great view of the entire length of her velvety, black body, but the coloured triangle between her thighs was the focus of my gaze.

“Let me give him a better view of your lovely pussy, Honey suggested; as she took hold of Ebony's left leg and lifted it over the back of the seat.

This gave me a wide open view of Ebony's magnificently coloured mound. Before I could devour her pretty pussy, I couldn't help but stare at the artistry of her bush. Her labia was revealed because the hair around the lips had been completely shaved, emphasizing the gate way to her inner delights. The lips of her cleft were cherry red, with tiny drops of dew collecting along the edge. At the apex of her cleft, I could make out her stiff pink clitoris poking from its hood. The hair surrounding the deep red of her gash had been coloured a metallic gold, which made the strands glitter. Next to the gold was a deep florescent green stripe, that contrasted well with the gold and black.

“Your pussy is like a beautiful flower, I complimented.

“Watch it open up and get pink! Ebony said enthusiastically.

With that she brought her fingers to the lips and began to gently stroke them. Almost instantly the red outer lips began to part, revealing her pink inner lips.

“Wow! What a beautiful sight! It makes me wish I had a hairy bush to decorate! Honey exclaimed. May I touch your flower? Honey asked.

“No problem maan. My sister and I did more then that with each other, Ebony laughed.

Having received permission to touch Ebony's bush, Honey brought her index finger to Ebony's soft, moist, pinkness. Inserting the digit she slid it along the entire length of her cleft. Bringing the finger to her lips Honey sucked Ebony's juices from it.

“You taste delicious, Honey complimented. This woman has one hot delicious meal waiting for you; so you better get your face in the pie and start eating! Honey ordered.

Bringing my mouth to Ebony's slit, I mumbled, You taste like cherries.”

“I may taste like cherries, but I'm no cherry, Ebony cooed.

Returning my attention to Ebony's cherry pie, I resumed eating. I continued Licking along her lips until my mouth was filled with the taste of cherries. I could hear Ebony softly moaning, as my tongue glided up and down the soft folds of her flesh. When I finally brought my mouth to her hard pink clitoris and sucked on it, I heard an ecstatic cry of pleasure escape from her.

“He does know how to use his mouth on a woman's vagina to make it feel good, Honey said to Ebony.

“Oh yes maan! was all Ebony could say.

“Milk my tits! Ebony demanded.

“My pleasure, Honey answered; as she brought her hands to Ebony's shiny, blue black mountains and began to squeeze and knead the firm globes.

“Oh yes! Squeeze those tits and suck that pussy! Ebony cried.

All this time I had been sucking and licking Ebony's hair pie, getting her cream all over my face. I could feel Ebony's body quivering in expectation of the coming release. Her vulva was palpitating with passion and the juices were flowing freely.

All of a sudden Ebony brought her hands to the back of my head and mashed my face into her crotch; as she Thrust her hips upward, grinding her pussy hard into my face. At the same time she was incoherently moaning and crying out in orgasmic release. It was difficult keeping my tongue in her slit, but I tried my best. As the orgasmic waves washing over her started to subside, her hips slowed there bucking.

“That was one powerful orgasm! Honey exclaimed. I think Ebony is now wet enough for you to slam that big baton inside her. I know your ready, Honey stated.

Standing up in the space between the side door and the seat I unzipped my shorts and let them drop to the floor of the van. With the shorts removed my throbbing baton was sticking out from my crotch and waving around.

“Holy shit! You're going to split me open with that huge piece of wood! Ebony said in mock terror.

“You're nice and juicy, so there will be no problem, Honey reassured. Kneel on the seat facing me and spread your legs as wide as possible. Lance can slip into you from behind, Honey instructed.

When Ebony had done as Honey asked, I stepped between her legs, sliding between the two seats. Leaning forward I grabbed the back of the seat on either side of Ebony and brought my bobbing pole to the valley between her thighs. Sliding it along her cleft I could feel it becoming wet and slippery from her flowing juices.

“Do you think you're wet enough for Lance to drive that pole in your hot hole? Honey asked with a giggle?

“Ya maan! Give it to me! she demanded.

Ebony then brought her hand to her crotch, where my shaft was nestled. Grabbing hold of my cock she guided it to the entrance to her drooling cave of delight.

That was all the encouragement I needed. Thrusting my hips slightly forward I slid the head of my shaft into her eager cave mouth. I then began to pump in and out of her slippery, wet love tunnel, with short rapid thrusts. This caused the raised base of my bulging cock head to repeatedly and rapidly, come in contact with her clitoris, giving it maximum stimulation. My twat teasing brought a continuous whimpering and moaning from deep in her throat.

While I stimulated her clitoris, Honey was busy sucking and kneading Ebony's large, midnight black breasts. Ebony was trapped between two hungry mouths, questing hands and a thrusting shaft.

By the way her body was quivering and her hips were rotating, I knew she was loving all the attention. Her juices had coated the entire length of my shaft and were running down it, soaking my balls and crotch hair. She was ready for me to drive the whole length of my shaft into her palpitating love tunnel. With a quick thrust of my hips I drove my throbbing pole into her, burying it up to the balls. This brought a loud cry of surprise from Ebony.

Honey stifled Ebony's cry of surprise, by abandoning her tits and bringing her mouth to Ebony's mouth, planting a passionate kiss on it. I have always enjoyed watching two beautiful women kissing, so the sight of these two sharing a passionate embrace really turned me on. I started to rapidly piston in and out of her sucking cylinder, like an engine about to red line. I could feel the walls of her vagina tightening around my shaft, causing a sucking sound, every time I withdrew. Taking my mouth from her ear, I watched the sweat running down her heaving back and collecting in the crack of her ass. The way Ebony's love tunnel was contracting and loosening in spasms around my cock; the pungent smells of sex; the sucking sounds of my shaft; the girls kissing, had brought me to the peak of arousal. Release from this tension was all I could think of, so I let myself go.

My hot sperm rushed up my shaft and erupted from the tip. When the first load blasted into Ebony's womb she began to shake and moan, as her own orgasm took hold of her. I could feel her love tunnel spasm every time I shot a wad of thick sperm into her. She was slamming her buttocks into my crotch forcing my cock deep inside her. Again and again, I blasted my hot seed into her, as her entire body quivered and shook in orgasm. Honey's hungry mouth stifled the moans and gasps, that were trying to escape from Ebony's throat. I kept pumping in and out of Ebony, even when my balls had been completely drained of seed. As my manhood began to shrink, Ebony's pulsating vagina spit it out, like a worthless worm, which it had now become.

Stepping from between Ebony's legs I moved to the space beside the side door. Retrieving my shorts I pulled them on, leaving a wet stain where my sticky penis rubbed against the material. While I was dressing, Honey had moved from her seat, to the seat where Ebony was kneeling.

The two women had not broken their passionate embrace, even while Honey moved and Ebony changed from a kneeling position to a sitting position. Honey had put her hand between Ebony's legs and had worked her fingers into her dilated sperm soaked cleft. Meanwhile, Ebony had pulled Honey's dress up to her waist and had her fingers buried in Honey's slit. with their free hands the women were massaging each others breast's and pinching the nipples.

I sat in the seat behind them and watched the show. The women were oblivious to the stares of Bunga and I. After a few minutes Bunga said we were in Naegrill and we would soon be at the hotel.

Reluctantly the girls broke their embrace. Quickly Ebony pulled on her blouse and slipped on her skirt, tying it at the side.

“I had a wonderful time! Ebony exclaimed.

“I really enjoyed meeting you. Here is something for you to buy a new outfit with, Honey said; slipping some money into Ebony's hand.

Just then Bunga announced that we had arrived at the hotel. Bunga brought the van to a stop and I slid the side door open. The three of us then jumped out. I went to the rear of the van with Bunga to retrieve the bags and pay the fare.

“Great trip, I said to Bunga.

“I'll remember it for a long time, Bunga replied.

When I returned to the ladies Ebony turned to me and gave me a sexy kiss, with lots of tongue.

“Maybe we'll link up again, Ebony said hopefully.

“Are you going back with Bunga? Honey asked?

“No maan. I’ll try my luck here for awhile, was Ebony's reply.

“Good luck, Honey wished her, as the two women embraced for a final time.

“Getting there is a lot of fun, I said to Honey.