Holiday Time
written by:
Lisa Peacock

I would like to state, that this story may not be suitable for all readers. It contains material that may offend some. If you are sensitive to explicit sexual descriptions, then read no further, also if you are under the allowed age for your area.

The flight out had been shit...it had taken longer than anticipated, but then we had been delayed because of the fog, which meant we missed the connecting flight and had to wait for another flight to become available. We managed to get a couple of seats on the Milk Run...which took a lot longer than the normal flight...but heh, at least we arrived, a few hours late, but we were here in Honolulu. My husband John and I had been a couple of times before. I know some of our friends did not like Honolulu as a destination, but it suited us...we liked it, liked the people and the atmosphere.

Bed and a sleep, would have suited us after arriving, but not wanting to waist a minute of our time we managed to keep going...plenty of caffeine. By eight that evening I was starting to flag and said to John I was quite happy to stay in the hotel, and relax, maybe have an early night and get a fresh start in the morning...bright eyed and bushy tailed.

"I might have a couple of drinks at the bar then come and join you honey" he said.

"Sure why not...come up when you're ready sweetheart" I replied, not wanting to spoil his time whilst here. He was more resilient than I when it came to staying out late.

I tried sleeping, but found I was probably past the sleep stage as I tossed and turned, continually thumping and puffing up the pillow, trying to get comfortable. Giving up any attempt at sleep, I propped myself up and turned on the TV...flicking though the many channels until I found a suitable program. As the time passed, I knew John must have found someone at the bar to talk to, otherwise he would have returned by now. He was definitely a night owl...but come morning our roles were reversed.

The sound of voices, then the security lock being operated, had me sitting up...alert. Who the hell is he bringing back with him at this hour? I was annoyed....bloody annoyed...not tonight of all nights. He could have waited until tomorrow. I would be more receptive to meeting his new friend or friends then...not tonight. God he could be so inconsiderate at times.

"Oh hi honey...I've brought Terry up to meet you...I met him down at the bar...was keen to catch up with you" he said, with a supercilious grin on his face. I could tell he'd been drinking, drinking more that he should have, certainly after the long flight and long day we had just had...the alcohol would have affected him even more.

Terry turned out to be a good looking colored guy, athletic in appearance, with a charming pearly white smile.

"Hi there Mrs Walker...John told me so much about you I just couldn't resist the invite to meet you"

"Well first up call me Laura...Mrs Walker is a little too formal"

"Ok, Laura it is...and you're right the Mrs part is a little stuffy...especially once we've got to know each other a little better" He said. It was the smile on his face that had me wondering, but just as quickly I discarded it.

"Ok...who's for a drink" John asked.

"Not for me love...I prefer not to" I replied

"Oh no...come on you've got to join us...don't be so inhospitable my love...perhaps a fruit juice eh?" he seemed very insistent that I join them.

"Ok, a fruit juice will do fine" I said

Taking three bottles of drinks from the mini bar he proceeded to prepare them. Terry was sitting on the other single bed next to mine, turning his attention to me.

"John tells me you've been to Honolulu before"

"We come when we can...it suits us...suits our needs" I said

"Well...I'm sure you're going to enjoy you're stay this time Laura" he said, looking me over from top to bottom, like he was looking over a prize of some description. It was the look and smile on his face that had me feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Here we go everybody" said John, handing us each a drink.

"Well, cheers...bottoms up" he said taking a gulp of his own drink. I followed, taking a smaller amount of my own.

Terry's attentions were concentrated on me as he asked question after question.

"Well let's have a toast to Laura, eh" he said, and again I joined them in their toasts, my drink almost all gone by now.

"Whew!...is it hot in here...or is it just me" I asked, whipping my hand across my brow.

"Oh...I don't think it's too bad Laura" said Terry, and I noticed the nod of his head toward John.

I was starting to feel....well feel different...there was a stirring in my loin region...I was wanting...well wanting to do things that were meant between John and I...I was suddenly feeling very sexually charged.

"Here...finish your drink honey" It was Terry, who said it, calling me honey. "May help cool you down a little eh?" handing me my drink and making sure I drained the glass. It only made me feel worse. "Oh god...I feel...I feel strange" I said.

"Oh don't worry too much Laura...that's how you're supposed to feel...everything is going to work out just fine...just try and relax a little" said Terry, and proceeded to sit on the bed next to me.

There was a numbness running through my body. Terry's hand felt warm and heavy through the material of my dress as it came to rest on my thigh, a cocky self assured grin on his face. "You feel nice Laura...real nice"

God what's he doing with his hand on my thigh. I should stop him, he shouldn't be doing this. I'll tell him to stop...well maybe a little later...yes I'll do just that, later though, not right now.

Meeting no resistance to his efforts thus far, confidence was growing in Terry...it was all going just as he said it would. When he conferred with his new friend John in the bar, he'd told him then that within a short time of being introduced to his wife he would be fucking her. John had just laughed at the suggestion, saying it was impossible, that there was no way on this earth was he, a total stranger going to be able to fuck his wife this evening...never...never...never. Well who's laughing now...the $100 bet was looking pretty secure right now? Whow! Wasn't that a laugh, I get to fuck his wife, he gets to watch and pays me $100 for the privilege...shit I love this life...these tourists are so gullible. John was complicit in her demise. He's the one that had administered the drug to her, he'd done exactly as Terry had instructed and now here he was on his way to fucking her...god life doesn't get much better than this. Terry pushed her skirt a little higher, high enough so that he could see those beautiful bare thighs and blue undies, not long now.

God what's he doing now; he's got my dress up around my midriff. Oh no, he's going too far...but it feels so sensual, so sexy...I really must tell him to stop!

My legs part a little as his hand makes its way down the front on my panties. Fingers strolling over my pubic hair, touching my slit, a slit that is becoming wetter with each move, each touch he makes. First one, the two fingers are inside me, gently thrusting in and out as he finger fucks me. My pussy opening up for him, warm, pink and inviting. "Oh...no...no...please, oh...oh...oh..." I gasp. My hand grabbing hold of his hand, not to stop it doing what it is doing, but to make sure he doesn't take it away. I hold on tight, pushing his fingers ever further into my pussy.

"Ho yes you like that Laura...don't you...this gets you all worked up doesn't it" he said

"Ohhhh....ummmm..." I moan, holding ever tighter, to his hand.

John is now sitting on the edge of his seat, opened mouth, fully concentrating on the action unfolding before him, seeing but not believing it is actually happening.

"Here...let me take your pants off Laura...we'll get on better without them...will you let me take them off for you Laura" He asked, a broad smile across his face.

"Mmmmm...yes...yes that would be good...I'd like that" I purred in reply. God what am I saying, this is lunacy, letting this guy take my pants off. His hands tugged at my knickers, pulling downward. I raise my hips allowing them to be removed unrestricted. Down over my hips, past my thighs, past my knees, ankles, then free, to be thrown with reckless abandon across the room.

"Oh Laura...that is one fine looking pussy my dear...one fine looking pussy" His fingers once again taking up residency, where they had been only moments ago. Thrusting, plunging, deep inside, his finger and thumb twirling and playing with my love nub.

"Oh god no...no...please don't Terry...please don't" I moaned. Of course neither of us wanted it to stop...certainly not me, and certainly not him. His fingers continuing to do their magic.

"You know where this is leading...what he's going to do to you Laura...don't you" a little voice was saying in my head.

"What do you mean...what's it leading to" I replied.

"Why honey...he's going to fuck you...that's what this guy is going to do"

"Oh god no...no he can't"

"Would it really matter honey...no one is going to stop him...look at John he's as excited as anyone just watching it happen...and let's be fair I think you would like him to fuck you honey...wouldn't you" said the voice.

"God yes...yes I would"

"Well just lay back and let it happen...just enjoy it...as they say when opportunity comes a knocking...just go with the flow, honey...just go with the flow" I moaned softly and sank back on the bed, completely enveloped in the euphoria of his fingers.

"Now honey let's get you out of that skirt, it's only going to complicate things...isn't it"

I undo the zip, he makes a grab for it, pulling, tugging. Once more I raise my hips not wanting to impede its removal. Then he's tossing it in the direction of my panties.

"Hey...Laura...you know something...I think beneath that top you're wearing, lurks a beautiful pair of breasts...do you think I could help you out of it and your bra...I'd love to play and fondle those tits of yours honey...maybe even suckle them...can I do that...eh?"

"Oh yes...yes...please do" I replied. His hands now tugging and pulling at my top. I lift my arms above my head, as the top is pulled clear, only my bra to go. A quick expert tweak with finger and thumb and it's free. My bra and top joining the rest of my cloths on the other side of the room. My breasts stiffen, as his hand, cups, squeezes and starts to massage them. His mouth finds a nipple and is suckling upon it. Fingers are delving inside my warm, wet love tunnel. I'm gasping, whimpering, moaning.

"Oh dear me Laura....I think we both know what it is you want my love...don't we" He asks, all the while smiling down at me. I return his smile and nod my head. "Yes...yes...very much so, Terry" I purr.

"I think it's time for me to undress" and he proceeds to discard his clothing. Shoes, socks, shirt, pants and eventually his slips his undies off and throws them toward the rest. Our bedroom now covered with abandoned pieces of eagerly discarded clothing.

Oh god...I'd not really been prepared for the size of this mans penis. To me right then it looked a formidable piece of thick black, hard flesh and I knew where it was going to end up...between my thighs. I was suddenly covered in goose bumps as an excited shudder ran through my body at the thought of it.

He had a firm grip on it, stroking it, wielding it for me to see and admire. Admire it I did, I wanted so much to reach out and touch it, feel it warm and pulsating in my hand as I slowly stroked it for him. He gave a little laugh as he saw both hunger and delight in my eyes.

"Oh don't worry honey...tonight it's all yours...it's going to give you immense pleasure...pleasure you have never experienced" he said as he slowly walked to the bottom of the bed. My eyes never straying from his hard manhood. I felt my legs being prised apart as he placed them in the position he wanted.

He gazed longingly, lustfully at my open slit, a slit willing and eager to receive that beautiful manhood of his.

"Oh sweetheart you have a wonderful pussy a pussy that's good enough to eat" he said and having said it, he dropped quickly between my open legs and started to feed upon it, like a savage hungry animal. I couldn't help myself. I just let out a scream of sheer delight and pleasure as he continued his feast, lips kissing, tongue delving. I raised up my hips, forcing myself further into his mouth and tongue, then my legs closed, clamping his head firmly in place. As his mouth gorged, his hands reached up and took hold on my breasts, squeezing, massaging, finger and thumb tweaking my nipples. I was now lost, lost to this man...this man who could do anything he wanted of me...I was his.

John sat and watched open mouthed, he just could not believe this was actually happening, right before him, this guy was actually making love to his wife. He also realized that in a moment or so, he would be watching this same man, the man he told it would never happen...this man would be fucking his wife. If he failed to believe it before, he certainly believed it now. I never wanted this perfect euphoria to end. I wanted more, much more from this man called Terry. I wanted to feel that magnificent piece of manhood inside me. I wanted him to take me to new heights, heights I'd never before been to.

The feeding frenzy finished. Terry looked at Paula, smiled and said. "It's time my dear, time for what you have been wanting, desiring above all else...you know what I mean, don't you my love"

Oh I knew alright, I knew the moment I'd set eyes on it what I wanted him to do with it. I smiled, nodded and said yes.

"Good then let's get it inside you...eh honey" he said, again I nodded my blessing for him to do so.

John was suddenly alive and off the chair. This he wanted to see, see the moment it was inserted, and watch it as it vanished inside her.

Terry shuffled and positioned himself between my legs. His hands felt hot as he spread my legs further apart. The hard shaft felt good as it brushed my thigh. He gently laid it against my wet pussy. "Oh god...oh god..." I was whimpering almost crying with joy and delight.

I was a little afraid, afraid of the sheer size of it. I tried to push away from it. "Oh god no...no...no" I cried, panic starting to show. There would be no escape. I was trapped by the head board. I could go no further. "Hey honey...relax...just relax its ok....everything is ok" he said, trying to reassure me. It was like a slow motion movie as the head spread my pussy lips apart and we all watched, transfixed to what was happening. I both felt and saw the head enter, then the shaft slowly vanish, my pussy swallowing it, inch, by beautiful inch. "Oh god...look at that" said John, his eyes popping out of his head.

A sigh of both relief, and pleasure escaped from me "Ohhhhh....ahhhhhh" I felt stretched and full as our pubic hairs caressed one another. There was nothing left to give or see. I was about to be fucked. I shivered a little as I watched the first dozen or so strokes, Terry's ass swayed back and forth, his black cock now wet and shiny from being immersed in my own body juices. I whimpered, moaned and cried, as the great shaft slithered in and out. John giving me a brief smile and blowing me a kiss, then his attention returning to the action. I was his wife, Laura and he was watching his new found friend Terry fuck me, something that gave him great pleasure and delight. Terry's hands returned to feeling, squeezing and massaging my breasts as he continued to thrust into me. Thrust....thrust....thrust a nice steady rhythm. My hands clawed at the bedcover, at his arms. My fingers digging into his flesh as I cried screamed and begged him for more.

John's eyes were big as door stops, his mouth wide open as he gaped at the scene before him...he had a hard on...a very large one...bulging, straining to free itself from his pants.

Terry himself was enjoying the euphoric feeling, his sensitive nerves tingling with each and every thrust. God she was good to fuck.

"Can you see it John, does it excite you John...watching me fuck your wife...look John...look" he said raising himself clear, giving John the perfect view. "Oh god...oh my god" was all he could say, little more than a whimper.

"Yeh John...it's good to watch isn't it...she's a good fuck you know...men would pay good money to ride a fine filly like her...you realise that don't you John"

"Eh...what do ya mean...pay good money" asked John.

"Men...they'd pay good money to fuck her John...would you let men fuck her for money?" he asked.

"Oh...I don't know...I don't think she would...I...I..."

"Come on John...you said I'd never get to fuck her...what am I doing now John...if this is not fucking her what is?"

"Oh shit...oh shit...I mean how much would they pay...you know to fuck her"

"I could get $500 a time for her...$200 for me of course...that's still $300 for you...good money eh John?" he said.

"Yeh...yeh...very good money" John replied.

"You could have your whole trip paid for before you went home...just think about it?"

"Do you think it would work Terry...really?"

"Yeh I do....leave it to me" he said, his ass still rising and falling between Laura's legs, his hard shaft still plunging, time after time. Laura's screams, and shouts still loud and clear. "You got a camera John....a digital"

"Yes...yes I have"

"Then get some good shots of Laura and me....like now...real good ones"

Terry smiled to himself, he was pleased with himself, he'd achieved what he had set out to do, he'd snared both the husband and more important the wife. The details he could leave until later, right now he had some serious fucking to do.

Laura just couldn't get enough of Terry as he twisted and maneuvered her body from one position to the next. Her tits swayed, her flesh rippled and trembled in response to his thrusts. Her moans, sighs and screams said it all. She loved his cock and what he could do with it. She looked into his face, at times a frightened look, like a young schoolgirl getting it for the first time, then the smile and the look of shear delight and ecstasy as he continued to thrust into her. Now he was fully on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his body, holding him tight. It was time to go for the finale...he could hold back no longer...he had to cum and cum soon.

"Hey John...can I cum inside her...can I just let it all go?" he asked

"Er...yes...yes...I guess so" said John

"Oh honey...I'm going to be cuming real soon...when I unload, it's going to be a big one, your tight pussy is going to know what its like to be filled"

The thrusts were now fast and at the critical stage. Faster...faster...faster, the sound of flesh pounding against flesh, slap...slap....slap, then, one big final deep thrust and three pulsing moments later and Terry's warm sperm was filling Laura's warm, wet pussy.

Terry now spent and a little exhausted, collapsed on top of Laura. Laura's legs still tightly wrapped around Terry's body.

Terry had disengaged himself; he was now standing at the foot of the bed looking down at Laura, her legs still apart, cum now starting to dribble from the pulverized slit. He turned to John.

"You get some good shots John" he asked

"Yeh...yeh I think so" he replied

"I'll get on the bed beside her...and pose with her...lets get a few more good shots"

Terry lay beside Laura...holding her...kissing her, posing with her. John's camera clicked and flashed as picture after picture was recorded.

"I'll take the flash card...download the pictures...show them around...I'm confident we'll have a few takers for tomorrow night John...it's going to work out just fine"

"Will she be just as relaxed and willing tomorrow do you think"

"Oh sure...she'll be getting flushes and strong sexual desires for a day or two yet...but just to make sure...drop this in her drink about six tomorrow evening...it's a booster...really keep her going...give me a phone call shortly after"

"You sure this is going to be alright Terry"

"Of course it is...trust me...I'm sure I'll have a couple of guys with me tomorrow night"

"If you say so...it's worked ok so far"

"Of course it has...I'll get ready and leave...looks like you have some fucking to do" he said with a grin. Nodding toward Laura who was still moaning on the bed

Terry said his good nights and left. Sex had never been as good for John as that night...and sleep came quickly to both of them, shortly after they had finished.

I was awake quite suddenly. The morning sun was streaming through the still closed curtains and I was aware of other sounds, the whir of the air conditioning unit, people in the passage way outside. Oh god, it hadn't been a dream, it had all been real, I could remember quite distinctly. I touched my pussy with my hand, slowly traced the slit, and then inserted my finger. Terry, yes it had been Terry who had been in there last night. God how I wanted him now, to feel once again the euphoria I felt then. John's arm encircled my waist and cupped my breast, tenderly squeezing it. I rolled onto my back, John's hand and fingers replacing mine as he gently caressed my already wet pussy.

"Why did you let him do it John...you know let him screw me...you seemed to enjoy watching him...did you John?"

"Yes...yes I did...it was so incredible...I've never been so turned on as I was last night"

"You gave me something...you and Terry gave me something, didn't you"

"Yes...yes we did...he bragged how he could fuck any woman, at any time...he even bet he could fuck you...I took his bet and lost...but I tell you Laura, it was something to watch...you and him together was just fantastic...I've never felt so sexually charged in all my life"

"And the drug...how will it affect me?"

"Oh he tells me, it will eventually ware off...in a day or two maybe"

"So I'm going to have this feeling toward him for a day or two yet...is that what you're saying?"

"God, where is he now...I need him now John...where is he" I asked, as my sexual arousal gained in intensity. "Do you know what you've done...do you John?"

"What...what's wrong....I just wanted to give you some excitement...have a little fun"

"Well right now I'm a nymphomaniac...do you realise that....a nymphomaniac. I want a man John...any man...I want to have sex with him...find me a man John...find me a man"

"It's ok honey...Terry has it all under control...just you wait and see" said John

He rolled on top of me, his hands reaching for my buttocks, squeezing them. "Guide me in sweetheart...guide me in" he said.

I took a firm grasp on his erection and showed him the way in. "It's going to take more than you honey...more than you" For the time being I was feeling most satisfied.

The day passed but the feelings did not. Every man I looked at, I saw as a potential sex partner. I wanted sex like nothing else. I was almost pleading with John to do something about it. The odd visit back to the hotel did help...but it was not the total solution and besides, John could do only so much.

John had taken Laura to a Burger King, no it wasn't cordon blue, but it helped feed his hunger...if not Laura's appetite for sex...Terry would have to take care of that. He wondered about the little phial of liquid he was carrying. Terry had instructed he administer it around about now, but she seemed to still be on heat, oh well, better safe than sorry.

"Oh shit, sweetheart, I forgot the serviettes and sugar for our coffee...be a dear and grab some would you"

As Laura made her way to the counter, John took the phial of liquid and tipped it into her coffee.

"Shit...I'm...I'm feeling worse than ever John...that stuff must be real potent that you and Terry gave me last night"

"Hm...well Terry said it would not have long lasting effects...that's all I know" said John.

"We need to go back to the hotel...phone Terry...tell him I need him...urgently"

They quickly made it back to the hotel room; whereupon John dialed the number Terry had given him.

"Hi...Terry...its John....John Walker....er look, Laura is pretty turned on at present...she needs you...she needs you right now"

"Oh right...ok John...look can she hang on until around eight thirty...I showed those pictures around, they caused quite a stir, as I thought they would. I've got enough interested jockeys for the rest of your stay...in fact more than enough...if we can make it stretch out, you and I should make a good killing out of it...I'll bring two of them with me tonight...and of course an envelope containing $600"

"Ok...ok...but don't delay...its pretty urgent...and bring some condoms with you...I don't fancy any of your jockeys riding her bareback"

"What did he say...when can he come...I need him" Laura said, her eyes pleading with him

"He'll be here at eight thirty...got a couple of other guys for you as well...its looking good honey...real good" he said, the thought of the $600 running through his mind.

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I'd heard John place the call to Terry, a certain amount of relief at the thought I would be seeing him at eight thirty. John had said there were two other guys coming with him. Well the way I felt at present. I had no problem with that. I was fully aroused...ready to go, hell this drug must have one hell of a punch to it. It was in the system and it was working, working well, I'd never before wanted to fuck, as much as I wanted it right now...how long did John say it took to clear...at least two days.

"I'm going to take a shower honey...smell and feel good for Terry...and his friends"

It felt good, the shower head distributing its warm needles of water, cleansing away the day's accumulation of body odor. I made sure I used plenty of sweet smelling soap, dried and then applied a good body lotion. I didn't dress, merely wrapped the terry towel bathrobe around me. I saw no reason to dress; only to have them all removed later. It was much easier to slip out of the bath robe.

I dried my hair then sat and applied my make up, but still it seemed ages to go before they arrived. I paced the room, looked at the view, sat, stood and paced some more. "God where are they" I kept asking John.

"For goodness sake settle yourself honey, they'll be here soon" said John, for the umpteenth time.

I had a strong feeling in my groin, an uncontrollable feeling. When Terry arrived I knew I would be unable to resist any or all his requests. I was like a coiled spring, ready to unwind. When the knock eventually came, all the pent up tension was released. I sprang from the bed, heart pounding and flung the door open wide. It was Terry...what a beautiful sight. I threw myself at him, flinging my arms around his neck. Kissing him with all the passion I could give. His hands reached for my bum, squeezing at my buttocks and lifting me off my feet. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me further into the room. "Oh god where have you been....where have you been?" I screamed at him.

"Hey honey...that's some greeting I'm getting...I had things to organize for you" He replied, putting me down.

"Here let me get that robe off you...I have a couple of friends who want to meet you" and with that, he helped me disrobe, letting it drop to the floor, around my feet. His arm went around my waist and he turned me toward the two men he had brought with him, displaying my naked form for them to see.

"There you are guys...did I not tell you she was something to behold...just take a look at that beautiful body...well worth it, is it not"

He introduced me to them. The colored guy was Lennie and the white guy was Ron

I felt no embarrassment as they stared and ogled at my naked form. In fact I seemed to revel and relish the moment. Their bulging eyes taking in every inch of my nakedness. A stirring starting to form in their lower reaches. Minds and thoughts already ahead of themselves. They were almost speechless, mouths agog, heads nodding and a grunt of approval.

"I think you're going to enjoy tonight sweetheart...now if you just get on the bed my love we'll join you just as soon as we get undressed"

I moved swiftly to the bed, lay on my back and parted my legs. I wanted to display my goods, goods that they were eager to have and delight in.

Undressing was swift, not one of them wanted to waist a moment of time, as belts were hastily unbuckle, trouser zips undone and clothing was discarded with reckless abandon in all directions. The sight of three naked men hovering above me, had my heart and pulse thumping, but the sight that really had me going was that of three very large and very erect cocks. They were all smiling, but the looks on their faces was that of lust, pure raw lust. I returned their smiles with a demure look.

"Hey John...you got your camera...and maybe a video recorder...you might want to record this" Said Terry.

I was surrounded, two on either side, and Terry at the foot of the bed. Terry stepped forward, his manhood swinging from side to side. I felt his fingers as they delved into my warm, wet pussy. My body stiffened, I gave a brief cry of delight, his fingers working back and forth, charging my already over charged body even further. I turned my attention, first to Ron on my right, like Terry, moving closer toward me, stroking his hard manhood. "Here baby...here, suck me...suck my dick" I reached for the hard warm shaft, the touch of it sending a euphoric feeling shuddering like electricity through my body, I opened my mouth and devoured it. Pumping the shaft, sucking and licking it, like there was no tomorrow. Terry continuing to work my pussy with his fingers. A hand reaches for my right breast, squeezing, massaging finger and thumb tweaking my nipple. Another hand reaches for my left breast, again working with it, giving me the same satisfaction. My mouth is full of Ron's cock. I gaze into his smiling face as he watches me pleasure him. Suddenly my body stiffens, my back arches upward, I brake away from Ron and gasp, I watch as Terry slides his large erection into my pussy. "Oh...my....god" His hips and body quickly swaying back and forth, his large shaft sliding in and out.

Lennie now grabs my attention as he places his cock next to my lips, inviting me to suck it. I'm now completely lost in the euphoria. I don't know which way to turn, what to do. Everything is happening at once. One moment I'm sucking Lennie's cock...then the next moment its Ron's cock I'm sucking and all the while, Terry is fucking my pussy. Oh god...oh god...oh god.

There is a brief pause as Terry stops his gyrations, withdraws and invites Ron to take his turn. I watch Ron as he positions himself where Terry had been only moments before. He rests his hands on my knees, keeping my legs apart, his smiling face then I watch as his hard shaft vanishes inside me and his hips and body sways and gyrates just as Terry's had moments ago. It was like a musical chairs game, as each moved around and took their turn. When I tried to shout or scream, the sound would be cut short by having a large hard cock inserted into my mouth. I'd heard John when he'd phoned Terry to bring condoms with him, no such condoms were presented or used....every one of them had gone bareback.

I heard Ron's shout. "I'm cuming...I'm cuming" the intensified urgent pace, then the final thrust of satisfaction as he unloaded his sperm. He flopped onto the other bed, spent and watched, as did John, whilst the other two continued on relentlessly.

It was now a contest...who could go the longest, as first one, then the other changed places, a brief moment as one withdrew, then the other took his turn, inserting his stiff member into my wet pussy. The sound of our bodies continually in contact with each other. My legs being held in every conceivable position as they thrust back and forth. The grunts, the groans, all part of sex orgy...and all along John watched and video'd the proceedings.

Someone had to cum first...it was Lennie, unable to hold back any longer. I heard the gasp. The full final thrust and he like Ron unloaded all his pent up frustrations, then joined Ron on the bed, watching the master Terry as he continued his relentless thrusting.

By four am they called it a day, or morning. Tired men, with tired, limp cocks made their way home.

"Ok honey...I'll see you again tonight...bring another two guys with me" said Terry, that ever present smile on his face.

"Promise Terry...you promise me you'll be back" I asked.

"Sure baby...sure...anything for you my love" he said gently running his hand over my cheek, then giving my breast one last reassuring squeeze.

If the effect of the drug was supposed to wear off after a day or so, how come I was still feeling the way I was almost eight days after the first administration. I could not rid myself of this feeling, this nymphomaniac feeling. There seemed to be no stopping it. Last night Terry and John had taken me to the "Sports and Outdoors Activity" club. When we walked in the place, conversation slowly dwindled...only the odd whispering, and the sound of background music. The patrons were all male, their eyes staring, burning into me, drinks half way to their lips were held in limbo, as I was escorted past them, on toward the little room at the back of the club. The room contained little or nothing apart from a bed. The door closed behind me and I could hear the resumed excited chatter of men. I have no idea of who or how many, they were just faces and it seemed a waist of time to keep score. I do know that at 4am I was ready to go back to my own hotel, I wanted to sleep....I needed to sleep.

The time was nearing for our departure another day and we would be heading back home. I'd just come out of the shower and caught John counting out dollar notes...a very large bundle of dollar notes.

"What the...where the hell did you get all that money John" I asked.

"Oh er...well...it's..."

"You don't have to tell me...I can guess. You've been giving me a daily dose of that drug...kept me going...and all those men...the men that Terry brought over...paid for the privilege....didn't they"

John couldn't hide it. "Yes...yes he did and yes they paid for the privilege of your body"

I should have known, how else could I have felt this way for so long.

"When was the last time I was given the drug John?"

"Yesterday...none since" I swear.

"So the effects should be wearing off in the next twenty four hours...is that right?"

"Yes"

"Well seeing it was my body that earned that money...you can spent a good percentage of it on me...and you can start doing it when we get home" I said, rather surprising him that It had not erupted into a full scale war.

Rather relieved it had not, he was quick to agree to my suggestion.

"Yes...yes I will my dear...I will" he stammered.

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The flight home was going quietly. The evening meal had been served and cleared away. The cabin lights had been dowsed and only the odd over head light was to be seen as the passengers slept.

John and Laura were not sleeping. Laura was chatting to the guy on her left, he had the window seat. In fact she was flirting with him. There was quietness, only the purr of the jet engines as they thrust the liner through the night sky. Laura leaned over to the passenger and whispered in his ear, the look on his face a one of shock, then a smile and a nod of his head. A moment or two later Laura whispers to John she has to go to the toilet, and squeezes past. The cubicle is empty and she slips inside. The man looks at John, hesitates, then decides the invitation was too good to pass up and like Laura only moments ago squeezes past.

His stands outside the toilet, surveying the passengers, then knocks three times on the door. A slither of light appears as the door is opened. The man quickly dives inside and the light vanishes. Twenty minutes later he reappears...walks slowly back to his seat, his eyes averting John's eyes. Then finally Laura reappears and like wise takes her seat. John did not need to be told, he knew, knew that both had joined the "Mile High" club...both fully paid up members.

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"You know what my love...this has been the best holiday we've had for a long time. I've decided I'm going to get myself a job at the local escort agency" I said to John.

"Oh that will be nice dear...what about you're Real Estate will you give that up" said John

"Oh no...no it's too buoyant just now...I can balance both...maybe a few late nights...and you may have the bed all to yourself at times" I said

"Well it's a small price if it helps you in your new career" he replied.

I snuggled into John and was soon fast asleep.

Suddenly I was awake, the morning sun was streaming through the window, and people were busying themselves for the arrival.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and asked John where we were.

"About half an hour from Honolulu" he said

"Honolulu...what do you mean Honolulu"

"Honolulu...you know dear, the place we are going for a holiday"

"But...but...it can't be...what about Terry and all that other stuff?" I asked

"Terry...Terry...Terry who and what other stuff...are you alright dear...you seem a little confused?" he asked.

God was it all a dream...just a dream...no ...no it couldn't be...it was real, it seemed so real...it had to be real.

Then the pilot's voice came over the tanoy. "We are about twenty minutes from Honolulu" and the temperature is and the thanks for flying with them etc...etc. We were approaching Honolulu...but what about all the rest???? It seemed so real.

We booked into the hotel, unpacked and relaxed while we gathered our thoughts and decided what to do or where to go first. The day passed pleasantly enough, but I could not believe all the other had all been a dream.

Later John said he would go down to the bar, have a drink, then return. I stayed in our room, read a magazine and searched the various channels for a decent programme. I was propped up on the bed when I heard John at the door.

"Oh hi honey glad you're still up...this is Terry...he's been dying to meet you" My heart almost stopped, blood turned to ice and my stomach churned...it was him...the man in my dream.