Oiled Microini Babes

My obsession with oiled microkini dancers started ten years ago when I was twenty-eight. Partly because it was one of the first times I'd been to a microkini dance show, but mainly because that was also where I met my wife.

My name's Gerry Daniels and I was something of a technical whiz and started my own company producing micro-chips for major computer companies when I was only twenty-four. By the time I was twenty-six, I had a factory in Taiwan as well as UK, and it was on one of those trips to Taiwan, when I also took in a two-week holiday to Bangkok, that I went to my first microkini dance show.

The girls dancing were simply gorgeous, several cuts above the bar and sex-club girls of the Patpong road. Possibly because these girls weren't involved in actual sex or lewd displays of firing ping-pong balls from their pussies, it attracted a better class of girl.

These were all Miss Thailand quality, the nubile bodies of the seven girls on stage gyrating in the smallest microkinis I'd ever seen, their bodies fully oiled and glistening. There were regular nipple slips from the half-inch wide strands of cloth covering their breasts and the same slim strands struggled to contain their pussies, their labias often bulging out each side of those strands, especially when they crouched low and spread wide. I was rock hard within seconds.

The highlight of the show was when three girls up front went side by side in bent back crab positions - the other four meanwhile dancing behind - and then leant foward and started licking their own crotches. Their labias were already poking out each side, and they were all but, except for thin silver strips, licking their own labias and cunts.

My mother had been from Cyprus and my father from Southern Ireland and I was blessed with dark good looks - some commenting that I looked a cross between a young Geoge Clooney and Al Pacino - so I had no trouble attracting women.

My wife to be wasn't actually one of the dancers, she worked behind the bar at the club. 'Enjoying the show,' she commented with a sly smile as she served my second drink.

'Yes... very entertaining,' I said, returning her engaging smile. The two bar girls also wore nothing but bikinis, but far more modest than the dancers, with two-inch strips covering their nipples and pubes.

She wasn't coy, and as she leant over as she slid my drink across, her eyes drifted down to the tent in my crotch, and with the same smile she commented, 'I can see.'

In the conversation that followed, I discovered that her name was Amara and that she used to be a dancer but had stopped three years ago and started working behind the bar. I commented, 'You could still be a dancer. You're more beautiful than all the girls up there.'

'You're too kind, sir. But the club has a rule that all the dancing girls muct be under twenty-five. So I stopped three years ago.'

I was surprised that she was the same age as me and said as much. 'But you hardly look a day over twenty-two.'

Amara gave a coy smile and looked down. 'Again, too kind sir.' Then she added teasingly, 'But are you sure you're not saying that just to get into my knickers?'

'No, I'm just being honest. Besides, if I wanted to get into your knickers, I'd start by asking you out to dinner.' Then with a heavy pause, I looked at her levelly and smiled wryly, 'So, would you like to go out to dinner with me?'

She met my gaze equally levelly and looked me up and down. 'No, I can't go out to dinner with you...'

I was crestfallen and shrugged. Well, it had been worth a try. She let me stew a moment longer, then added...

'I have to work the bar every night.' Then her smile lifted. 'But I'm free most lunchtimes... so would love a lunch date.'

'That's great!' I beamed. I leant across and grabbed her hand and kissed it. We made arrangements to meet at my hotel the next day and have lunch either at one of the hotel's three restaurants or one nearby.

I was floating on air the rest of that night and morning after looking forward to my date with Amara. That first lunch date was just a fact-finding, feeling-out meeting. She told me that she had two young daughters, aged eight and nine, having got pregnant quite young, and the father had run out on them when the girls were just one and two. 'Being a single mum isn't easy at times, which is why I have to work the bar every night while my aunt takes care of Sunee and Nittaya.'

I might have throught it a play for a new husband, but as I expressed my feelings for her and how gorgeous I thought she was, she used it as a point of self-deprecation. 'You don't want an old girl like me with the baggage of two young daughters... you want to be off hunting down nineteen year old bar girls.'

Again I reassured her that she could easily pass for nineteen or twenty, 'So why would I go looking for one of those, when I have everything I want right here.'

She smiled coyly and we kissed for the first time. It became a deep sensuous kiss, and as my hand went to her bare thigh beneath her skirt, her hand drifted up my thigh and seconds later stroked my hard cock over my pants. 'Is that because of our kiss now... or are you still thinking of the microkini dancers from last night?'

'I'm thinking of you last night serving me in your bikini.'

There was some more hot kissing and groping, but I held off on pushing us to head to my hotel room. That didn't happen until our second lunch date the next day, at which time in the midst of similar after-lunch kissing and groping, Amara said breathlessly, 'Your cock feels really big. Are you going to ask me to your hotel room, so I can see for myself if it's for real?'

I smiled and simply lifted one hand. 'Cheque please.'

Back in my hotel room, between more breathless kissing and fondling, our clothes hit the floor quickly. The last to drop from Amara were a similar sliver microkini set that the dance girls had been wearing the other night.

Amara knelt down by my hard cock, looking up at it admiringly. 'Oh, my... so big. Soooo hard. This is going to feel so good sliding up my hot cunt.'

I groaned, and reaching down felt that her pussy was already soaking wet and so, so hot. 'Oooh, fuck... you feel like a dream, Amara.'

Amara grabbed a small bottle from her clutch purse and started coating our bodies with oil from it. It had an essence with a smell of almonds and cherry. She coated her own body with it, then covered me. She paid special attention to my cock and balls while I in turn tweaked the half-inch long dark nipples on her apple-sized B-cup breasts and also lubed up her pussy and ass, easing out a groan as I slid a finger into her asshole.

'How tall are you Gerry?' she asked as she finished oiling my body.

'Six foot two.'

'So, almost a foot bigger than me.' Then, kneeling down by my cock as she continued oiling it up, breathing on its end at the same time. 'And how big is this cock?'

'Eight inches.'

She reached for her clutch purse again and took out a small cloth tape measure and unfurled it along my erect cock. 'Mmmmm. Eight and a quarter inches.'

I smiled. 'That extra quarter inch is because of you.'

Amara started licking my cock then, before putting her mouth over the end and sliding down inch by inch, still stroking with oil as she went. She went up and down in the most glorious motion, going an inch deeper each time... until finally she had all of my cock buried in her mouth.

'Oh, God, Amara... fuck... FUCK... nobody's ever gone that deep before.' The sensation was out of this world, and if that wasn't enough her tongue then snaked out and started lapping at the front part of my balls, her oiled hand then stroking underneath and teasing my perineum. 'Oh, fuck... Amara... I've got to taste you too now.'

I held her up and spun her round quickly, so that we were then in a 69. She got back into deep cock slides with her mouth while I started teasing her labia and clit... at points going deep back and also tonguing her asshole.

'Oh, yesss... there... there. Lick my cunt... lick my ass. Make me cum on your tongue. Fuck me with your mouth.... oh yesss.... yeeeesss. Get me wet and ready to slide your big cock up my cunt. Oh, fuck... FUUUCK. I'm cumming... fucking CUUUMMIING!'

At that point Amara flooded my mouth and face with a jet of hot juice from her cunt. I'd never experienced anything like it and with the combination of her deep-throat skills, her incessant oily stroking of my balls and perineum, and the build up with her and the microkini dance club, I felt my own orgasm rising sharply from my balls.

'Fuck.... FUCK. I'm cumming too, Amara... Oh, God, FUCK... can't hold back.' My jism rocketed from the end of my cock. She took the first two spurts fully in her mouth, then pointed the rest towards her breasts, rubbing my semen into her nipples along with the oil.

We got our breath back for a while and I got us both a drink from the hotel mini bar, but surprisingly I was rock hard and ready to go again in ten minutes, when fifteen or more is my normal recovery time - possibly due to Amara's beautiful nude body all oiled up, her skin golden brown all over, and her then starting to lick and suck at my cock again. 'Mmmmm. This is going to feel soooo good sliding up my cunt. But possibly best I get on top to start with... so I can control it going in.'

I nodded with a smile and rolled over, watching intently as she started lowering herself down, letting out little gasps on each extra inch gained.

'Oooh, fuck.... oooh..... oooh.... fuck, fuck.... fuck... oooh... fuuuuck. Such a big cock. Feels so fucking gooood.' Then with a final, 'FUUUUCK. Feel soooo full with your big cock... Now fuck me... Fuck me good and hard. FUUUUCK MEEEE!'

'Oh, God... yes.... yeeees. So fucking tight and hot.' I was already gasping myself with the heat, tightness and intensity of her pussy, and needed no further invitation, rising up to fill her with my cock on each slide down.

After twenty long hard strokes, I could feel Amara's pussy trembling and gripping around me, her pussy juice starting to run freely.

'Fuuuck me... fuuuck me, Gerry. Don't hold back. Cumming already on your big cock... cummmmiiing... Jeez... fuck... fuck.... fuck.... CUUUMMMIIING!'

'Your pussy feels so tight and hot, Amara... incredible! I can feel my balls filling... but I want you to cum again and again before I flood your cunt with my hot jism...'

I saw Amara's eyes roll back in passion as I hit her back with the hot talk, her cunt already squirting pussy juice over my cock and abdomen, her pounding against me squishing with it. 'Oh, Jeez,.. fuck, fuck.... fuck.... FUUUUCK,' she gasped as another squirt came, her now seeming to cum almost constantly as we continued fucking.

Then, sensing her thighs were tiring from her rising up and down on me, I rolled her over. 'Now raise your legs right back and put your ankles up high.' I knew that would give me more open access to pound her harder.

'I can do better than that.' She smiled, and hooked her ankles behind her head, and now I could feel all eight plus inches going deep inside her.

'Oh, fuck, fuck... fuuuuck. Fuck me... fuck me hard with your big cock. Fuck my hot wet cunt like it's the last cunt on earth. Uuuuuggh! Make me cum all over it again. Uuuuughh... uuuugghh. Fuck.... FUUUUCK!'

I don't know about the last cunt on earth, but at that moment it felt like the best cunt I'd ever experienced. Hot, wet and with a constant inner trembling dancing around my cock. 'Ooooh, Amara... You're killing me. Your pussy's heaven. Fucking heeeaaven.'

'I can feel every inch of your cock in my cunt... fucking me.' Then she reached below me and started stroking my oiled up balls. 'And I can feel your jism building up in your balls. Can't wait to feel it flooding the walls of my cunt... don't hold back. Keep fucking me... yes... yes... uuuurrrggh. FUUUCK... YEEEES.'

I kept pounding away solidly, felt her trembling and squirting out over me after another twenty hard strokes. 'I want you to cum another few times first. So don't you hold back... oooooh, yeees... cover me with your pussy juice.'

Amara did just that, releasing another three squirts over the next forty cunt-pounding strokes, until my cock couldn't resist any more her trembling, clutching, hot pussy, drawing the cum out of the depths of my balls like never before... 'Cumming... fucking cuuummmmiiing... FUUUCK,' I screamed, as I let loose with a volley of jism inside her.

'Fuuuck, yeees. Cuummming too,' she fired back, our hot breath inches apart. 'Fill my cunt with your hot jism... oooh, fuck, fuck, yeees... uuuuuggghhh. Cuuumming again.'

Then we collapsed against each other, breathless, trembling, trying to get our senses back. It took a while and a couple more drinks from the mini bar, then I voiced one of the first things to hit me.

'Your pussy's really tight. Especially after having two children.'

Amara sat up and showed me a small scar on her lower abdomen I'd never noticed before. 'Both of them were caesarian... because I was too small to deliver naturally.'

I nodded thoughtfully, then raised the second thing to strike me. 'I love the dirty talk... but where did you get that from, know that it's such a turn on for most men?'

Amara smiled. 'My cousin Mekhala. She's a bar girl on the Patpong. She noticed how a lot of her clients loved it. She said she could feel their cocks pulse harder inside her when she used it... and I found the same with the boyfriends I've had so far.'

'Any current boyfriends?'

'No. Otherwise I wouldn't be here with you now.' Her tone lightened after a second. 'I've had only four long term boyfriends and no more than fifteen casuals. But nobody right now.'

I nodded. But why was I asking her these questions as if already measuring her up as marriage material? Certainly, I'd never met a girl like her before and the lovemaking had been superlative... several leagues above anything I'd previously experienced. But she'd probably never consider leaving Thailand, so I put off even broaching the subject.

We had another heated fuck session that afternoon before we left my hotel room and the thought of broaching that question stayed on my mind overnight and didn't resurge until the next day when we were once again in my hotel room and started making love.

'Let me show you something,' Amara exclaimed. She was already naked and leant back on my bed and hooked her ankles behind her head in a crab position, then craned her head forward and reached out her tongue to start licking at her own pussy. 'Oh, fuuuck. Feels so good,' she gasped after the sixth or seventh lick.

'Oh, fuck,' I agreed. It was probably a required skill for the club's microkini dancers, which Amara had been originally. I was already hard, but swore my cock grew another quarter inch with that sight. 'Only problem is I can't fuck you while your tongue's there.'

'Yes, you can.' Amara smiled up at me, her mouth already coated with her own pussy juice. 'Just slide your cock straight past my tongue and I can lick it on its way in and out and then alternate with licking my own clit.'

'Oh, fuck,' I exclaimed again, smiling. 'And who said romance was dead.'

The sensation and sight was exquisite, like nothing I'd experienced before, and after a dozen strokes I couldn't help myself, blurting out, 'I've never experienced anything like this before... or indeed anyone like you before, Amara... will you marry me?'

She paused then, looking up at me soulfully with her warm brown eyes with their enchanting almond slant. 'Are you serious? You're not just saying that because I'm licking your cock while it's buried in my cunt?'

I shrugged and chuckled. 'Okay, that helps. But I was thinking about it from yesterday... and it's only with what you're doing now that's finally tipped me over the edge to have the guts to ask.'

She appraised me steadily again. 'And would you want me to leave Bangkok with you?'

'Yes. You and your two little girls. But I have a nice big house with five bedrooms and a swimming pool in a place called Epsom, not far from London, and I have enough money for you to travel back to see your family regularly.' I mentally pinched myself. I sounded like a cross between an estate agent and job recruiter trying to sell the package.

She stayed observing me steadily, but this time took a long lick up on my cock still half buried in her cunt. 'And would it mean I can have this beautiful cock fucking my cunt every day when I want?'

'Yes, yes... of course,' I said, not sure if she was half joking.

'Okay,' she said finally. 'Finish fucking me and I'll give you my answer tomorrow when I've had a chance to talk also with my family.'

I nodded and kept going with steady strokes, Amara's gasping and exclamations quickly resurging. 'Ooooh, fuck, yes... fuck me... fuck me. Uuuuggghhh! Make me cum over your big cock.'

She was cumming almost constantly again, her pussy juice streaming down my balls and her own ass.

'I want you to fuck my ass now... would you like that?'

I groaned with pleasure. 'Of course... if you're sure you want it?'

'I love getting ass fucked,' she husked, 'Though your cock might be a bit of a challenge. We'll have to go slow... and put on some extra lube.'

She nodded towards her clutch purse and I took out the cherry lube there, rubbing some in her asshole and some on my cock.

'Okay... give it to me, Gerry. Slide your cock up my ass.'

It was tighter than hell, but oh so hot, and I went in an inch at a time, Amara gasping OOOH and FUCK with each press in. Until finally with a 'YEEESSS. FUUUCK. Soooo full,' I was balls deep in her delectable ass.

Then the fucking started, with Amara resuming licking her pussy inches above my cock reaming her asshole after the first half-dozen strokes.

'Soooo good. Because I can continue licking my pussy as you fuck my ass. Oooooh. Oooooh. Yes, yeeees. Your big cock feels so good deep in my ass... now fuck me... FUUUUCCK MEEE!'

The sight was an incredible turn on, and halfway through Amara cumming again, I shook my head and smiled. 'You've already convinced me I should marry you Amara, you know. You don't need to jump through any more hoops.'

She smiled back, her mouth already coated and glistening from licking her own pussy. 'But I want to. I love the feeling of your big cock in my cunt or ass... so maybe I'm convincing myself how good this will be to have you fucking me every day.' Then her eyes half rolled back. 'Yeeess. Keep fucking me, lover... fuck my ass good. FUUUUCK meeeee... fill me with your CUMMM.'

I gave Amara another two gasping orgasms before finally cumming myself, bursting the first two volleys of jism deep in her rectum... though she wanted the remaining two straight in her mouth inches above, begging me to slide my cock straight from her ass fully down her throat.

'Oh, God, that feels soooo good,' she gasped as she finally pulled back. 'I could feel your cock still trembling from the grip of my ass with the final couple of cums in my mouth.'

I was groaning and trembling too, the cherry on the cake of one of the most incredible sex sessions I'd ever experienced.

******

The 'talks' with Amara's family in fact took a couple of days because the day after she spoke with them I was invited to meet them. Her mum had died a few years ago, so there was only an elderly father and younger aunt, plus her two smiling children, Sunee and Nittaya - two of the most delightful, courteous children I'd ever met, peppering each sentence of their limited English with repeated nods and smiles.

'They approve of you, it seems,' she told me afterwards, 'Now the only one remaining to talk to is my cousin, Mekhala.'

I nodded thoughtfully. 'The cousin who taught you how to talk dirty?'

'Yes. But I consult her on a lot of things, and being a bar girl she's a particular expert when it comes to foreign men. Farang. I trust her advice.'