Chapter 2: Hot Nights in Thailand (The Year of the Rooster)
Steve looked at Laurel's hairy swollen cunt, its engorged clit protruding with a thick white puddle of cum obscenely oozing out and running down her ass, and felt his cock stir. His wife had never looked sexier! Amazed at how quickly his cock had returned to attention Steve shoved it into her well fucked quim.
Laurel's cunt made wet suctioning noises as Steve drove in and out. Locking her legs around him her pussy gripped him tightly as she frantically coaxed yet another load of cum into her belly.
"Jesus, Jesus, oh my God, I've never felt so fucking hot!" She gasped, as Steve backed away making room for Ed.
Milking two loads of cum into her cunt had felt incredibly naughty to Laurel. Not wanting to lose the marvelous feeling, she squeezed herself, desperately trying to hold it in and prolong her pleasure.
Ed put his hands under her bottom and pulled Laurel forward until the head of his cock nestled snugly in the entrance of her cum drenched slit.
"God, what a whore, she's fucking insatiable! I think we should give her something she will never forget! I bet she'd love to entertain my friends. Does she like black cock?" Ed asked.
"Yeah, the idea of getting it on with black guys really turns her on," Steve replied.
Listening to the two men talking about her as if she were nothing more than a common tramp excited Laurel and she pushed forward wanting Ed's throbbing cock further up in her belly.
"What do you think Steve? Should I get some of my friends over to help us out?"
Laurel couldn't believe her husband's reply.
"Yeah, she'd fucking love it, I would too!" Steve confessed sheepishly.
As Ed pistoned into Laurel she could feel the head of his cock swell preparing to release even more cum into her cunt. Gripping him tightly by the buttocks Laurel slammed her sopping cunt repeatedly onto his cock as she felt his impending release. She could hear his balls wetly slapping her asshole with every stroke and felt like a mare in heat. With a loud groan Ed let go with everything he had, spurting yet another heavy load into her depths as he pulled her ass cheeks apart penetrating even deeper. Unbridled passion overcame Laurel as she came again and again then with a satisfied moan loosed her grip on her new lover. Kissing Ed in gratitude, Laurel told him it was the best sex she had ever experienced. The lustful pair, completely sated, came slowly apart and they all drifted off into a long deep sleep.
The next morning Laurel opened her eyes slowly, feeling as if she was waking from a very erotic dream. As she looked around she saw Ed and her husband seated at a small rattan table having coffee. The young maid was elegantly offering an assortment of rolls and fruit while Ed spoke softly into his cell phone.
"Yes, that's right, yes, she's really great. Another thing Tom, bring Lamar, I think he'd want to be in on this. No, her husbands fine with it. Yeah, she's hot; I think were going to have quite the party!"
Laurel recalled last night's conversation, realizing Ed was inviting his friends over to share in her debauchery. Treating her as if she were a common whore, Ed didn't bother asking her permission and Laurel discovered she liked him making decisions. He seemed to exert a powerful control over her as if he could read her inner thoughts. A familiar ache started in her belly as she imagined what it would be like to be used by a group of men. Under the thin silk sheet her hand involuntarily crept to her crotch. She inserted her index finger into her well lubricated cunt and rubbed her clit in a circular motion. Catching herself before anyone noticed, Laurel wrapped the sheet around her and rose from the bed.
"Good morning!" said Ed noticing her stirring. "I hope you don't mind, I put out an outfit in the bathroom for you to wear today. I'm assuming you are staying?" he asked.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I uh, I guess so, if Steve wants to," she murmured shyly.
"Good!" Ed said. "My friend Tom, his brother Lamar, and Jack are all coming over later. I'm sure you'll enjoy them and we'll all have a blast! They're American sailors on shore leave and they haven't seen any girls for months."
Realizing what he meant by enjoying them, Laurel blushed deeply, hurrying to the bathroom.
As she relieved herself Laurel surveyed her surroundings. "Wow!'' She thought, noticing the luxurious sunken tub dominating the bathroom.
"My god, it's the size of a small swimming pool!" Her eyes swept the room, taking in every detail, from the intricate carvings on the walls, to the floor to ceiling picture window framing the beautiful private beach studded with coconut palms swaying gently in the breeze. Shafts of sunlight shone down through an open skylight glittering on the steaming hot water and giving the room an almost mystical quality. It looked so exotic and decadent! Laurel padded over to the tub and gingerly lowered herself into the foamy perfumed bath.
"Ahhh,"
She relaxed into the swirling bubbles.
"Missy?"