Matti stood in the doorway to the bedroom of their suite, gazing at the woman he served. Reclining on the large bed, wearing only a thin silk nightdress, ending just above her knee, serene and beautiful in the light of the moon coming in the open window. The quiet of the Moroccan night outside their villa was broken only by the chirrup of insects, the rhythmic crash of waves, and the soft rustling of trees in the slight breeze.
Emma smiled, beckoning the boy over to her. He padded across the room, bare feet on the luxurious carpet, the light causing the pale skin of his naked body to glow. Climbing on to the bed, he lay beside her and she drew him into her arms, embracing him, her mouth upon his. Matti's skin was still a little damp from his shower, his hair soft as Emma ran her fingers through it, skin smooth, her other hand gliding over it, cupping his buttock and pulling him closer to her.
He dropped a hand to her thigh, soft and hot to the touch. She parted them for him, as he ran his hand up the silken flesh, emitting a guttural moan in surprise as his fingertips encountered not the soft wetness of her cunt, but the slippery hardness of the feeldoe she had already put inside herself in preparation. He paused only for a moment, his hand wrapping around its shaft, moving his closed fist up and down its oiled length as if it were a living, pulsating organ.
The stub end moved inside her, the shaft pressed against her clit, and she moaned against him. Reaching between his own thighs and grasping his very real erection, mimicking his movements, feeling him throb against her palm. For a few minutes they continued to kiss with renewed passion as they stroked the other's cock; but she was impatient, and it wasn't his cock where her desires lay at that moment. Relinquishing her grip on him she reached further back between his thighs, lifting his swollen sac out of the way as he responded by lifting his upper leg, bending it at the knee. He groaned deeply against her as her fingers found their target, as she pressed in firm patterns with the pads of two fingers, gliding across and around the tight muscle of his anus.
Gods how she wanted him, and how he wanted her. The merest sight or touch of her pet's exquisite opening was enough to inflame her most unquenchable passions. She applied pressure now at his entrance, and the oiled ring of his anus gave way and he moaned, his cock jumping, as her two fingers curved inside him. Both were panting now, as if there were little time, desperate need overcoming them. Their kisses turned frantic as she pumped her fingers in and out of her boy several times, opening his sweet rectum up just enough to receive her. As one they moved, him rolling on to his back, thighs spread, her kneeling over him between them.
She gazed down at him, and he up at her with a look of such love and supplication that she felt herself moved, a rush of tender feeling for her charge filling her. Without breaking their gaze, he has raised his knees towards his chest, holding his legs behind his knees, opening up, offering up his core to her.
"My perfect boy" she murmured, reaching down under her nightdress to grasp the feeldoe, bringing its oiled tip up to meet his glistening hole. Looking deep into his eyes, she slowly sank down on to him, into him, his own eyes closing, his head tilting back, mouth opening in a silent gasp as she eased inside.
As she filled him, she lay her weight on his. Her nightdress had ridden up slightly, and her bare belly pressed to his, his thick cock held between them, already leaking his sticky pre-cum.
"You can cum tonight", she murmured, with a soft smile, as she began to make love to her boy.
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Late the next afternoon, Emma and Matti lay on the beach which lay just moments from their villa, basking in the still heat of the day. Other than short sex-and-sightseeing filled city breaks, this was their first break away together since he had come back into her ownership. They were four nights into their two-week stay, and Emma fully intended to continue as they had begun; with long, languid sessions making love, playing, and fucking each other in all manner of ways, enjoying the fine weather, pristine beach, and warm water, and at night walking the easy ten-minutes to the closest village to dine on the delicious local food.
They were wonderfully isolated; their only neighbour a seemingly empty villa of a similar build to their own, a short distance away across a palm grove. The pair of them had grown bold in their solitude, and in fact had made love to each other on this beach only the night before. Taking it in turns to take the other inside of them, moving together in union with the rhythm of the waves landing just feet away from them.
Emma glanced over at her boy, as naked as was, lying on his back, his pale skin slowly tanning under the African sun. She smiled at him, reaching for their suntan lotion, leaning down to kiss him softly as she knelt over him.
"I think you need a top-up pet. We don't want you getting red. Well, not unless it's your bottom if I put you over my lap." She giggled and he grinned, pulling her back down for a further kiss, his tongue darting between her lips, moaning softly against her.
Emma leant back, a broad grin on her face, blissfully happy. She wiggled backwards, knees either side of him, sitting back on him, her warm sex pressing to his belly, trapping his already growing cock beneath her round bottom. Opening the lotion, she poured a little on to his chest and began to rub it in to his soft skin. As she did so she teased, rocking her hips a little, grinding her bottom and her womanhood against him, grinning in delight as she felt his erection grow beneath her.
At that moment she became aware of movement and glanced up, stopping short in surprise at the sight of a tall, honey-skinned woman coming over the dune above them. She was slender, with thick curly dark hair. She wore only a pair of bikini bottoms, and her full brown breasts sat high upon her chest, topped with dark brown nipples.
"Oh hello," the woman called, waving a hand as she approached, her movements and manner casual. Emma smiled and waved in return, as Matti tilted his head back to see who his Mistress was greeting.
As the stranger drew close, Emma swung her leg over Matti's body, kneeling beside him, looking up at the newcomer. Both women openly and warmly appraised each other, neither threatened, both openly admiring. Emma felt the taller woman's eyes roam over her as an almost physical sensation, particularly as they dipped between the juncture of her thighs, the short, sparse red hair doing nothing to hide the shape of her labia.
By moving off him, Emma had allowed Matti's erection to spring free. He blushed, moving to cover himself, and the tall woman smiled in amusement.
For some reason, Emma felt completely at ease, unbothered that their seemingly private paradise was now shared.
"Don't be silly Matti," she scolded gently, "I'm sure our new neighbour has seen young boys naked on the beach before."
She turned her gaze to the woman, smiling warmly, "that is, I assume you're our neighbour, in the villa just there?" she enquired, with a nod of her head.
"Yes, just arrived. I'm staying with my niece. My name is Amira."
She extended her hand. Emma rose to greet her, but instead of a handshake found herself being embraced, Amira leaning down to kiss first one cheek then the other, Emma's own breasts pressing to the underside of the Moroccan beauty's.
"Emma," she replied simply, before turning and indicating her boy. "This is Matti."
Matti scrambled to his feet, cheeks still reddening, his penis still a little erect. As Amira reached to repeat her embrace, Emma was amused to see Matti arch his back, sticking his bottom out to avoid pressing entirely against her. She was equally amused that Amira was having none of it, drawing the boy tightly to her as they exchanged light kisses, their similar height meaning the soft fabric of her briefs rubbed against his cock as her firm breasts pressed to his chest.
"Why don't you get us all a cool drink Matti?" Emma asked, arching her eyebrow at him, a knowing look on her face.
