Author: storyace, ace
Title; stuck together in Bangkok 4
Part: 4 of 4
Summary: 18 year old Sonia has split up with her boyfriend, but still has to share a room with him and an older couple in Bangkok. In this part, everyone gets what they need.
Keywords: M/f, F/m, TS/f, Ts/M
10,000 words
tuck together in Bangkok 1 by ace
stuck together in Bangkok 2 by ace
Stuck in Bangkok, part 4; Freedom at last
After being stuck in Bangkok for nearly two weeks, we finally got our flights out, and now I’m back home. I finally have time to finish writing my account of what went on in our crowded hotel room there.
I’ll start this last installment where I left you last, in the crowded nightclub where Bob had taken the four of us, and where we met Lek again.
I was surprised to find that Lek and Bob were arguing about politics. He thought that if the public wanted to change the government, they should wait until the next election. Lek was passionately supporting the protesters who were still occupying the airport, causing us to be stuck in Bangkok.
If you would look at Lek, you’d see a girl; Lek walked and talked like a girl too. So I’m going to refer to Lek as ‘she’ and ‘her’, even though it was my understanding that between her thighs, a cock did dangle.
It was too loud for conversation in the club, so we all moved to the enclosed garden in the back. It was quiet there, the weather was fine, and we could order drinks.
I’m not going to bore everyone with the details of the conversation; but we were soon all arguing and laughing together. Even my jilted ex boyfriend Mario responded to me once or twice, the first time he’d spoken to me since he’d caught me in our hotel room with old Bob clamped between my legs.
Lek went to the local college; she told us that there were so many ladyboys there, that they now had their own toilet.
Bob seemed interested in the whole thing;
“How does that work?” he asked her, and she told us of the transsexual scene there.
Anyone could buy the hormones at the local pharmacy. Lek had decided at 15 that she wanted to be a girl, and had no trouble getting the drugs, and they weren’t even expensive.
“The younger we start, the better we will look as women.” She told us, “Everyone knows that, so many boys start even younger than I did.”
“But why?” Elizabeth asked. “Were you so unhappy with yourself?”
“Look.” She said, waving her thin arm around the crowded outdoor café, “see the Thai girls; most of them, they are beautiful. Now see the Thai boys; most of them, they are thin and short, not so nice. Few are good looking. Girls get good jobs, everyone likes Thai girls. We ladyboys just want to save money so we can pay for surgery.”
“You mean breast implants?” Elizabeth asked.
“Real ladyboys like me have natural breasts.” She said, “That takes time. Some sex workers just have implants, big tits overnight. They just do it for money; but we want to be woman, all the way.”
“Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked her.
“Boyfriend difficult.” She said sadly, “before surgery, boys don’t like ladyboy.”
“What about men?” Bob suggested.
Lek giggled; “Men like ladyboy. Old men like ladyboy much. But beautiful boys like Mario want real woman.”
She looked longingly at my ex-boyfriend, who was coming back through the crowd from the toilet.
“So you never had a boyfriend?” Elizabeth pressed her.
“Once. He was cook in restaurant where I work.”
“What happened?” Elizabeth asked.
“He didn’t like.” Lek said.
“Your penis?” Elizabeth prompted.
“Yes.” Lek agreed.
“So you never had sex with a man?” Elizabeth asked.
“No, well, not really.” She said quietly, so perhaps the boys wouldn’t hear her answer.
“What about with a woman?” Elizabeth asked.
Lek laughed, lightening the mood. “Woman? No!”
“Well, you said how you thought women were so beautiful.” Elizabeth said, “I like men and women.”
“You do?” Lek asked, obviously surprised.
“Sure. Women are sexy and soft. They’re just missing one thing.”
Lek laughed again, a bit nervously this time. No one had to say what the missing part was.
“I don’t understand why you want to have it cut off.” Elizabeth went on.
“I want to be a woman.” Lek said.
“But darling, you’re already a woman where it counts.” Elizabeth argued, “Look at you; your fine skin, lovely face, your hair, the way you conduct yourself.”
“But I can’t make love with a man.” Lek said.
“Of course you can.” Elizabeth told her, “You have your mouth, and your ass.”
“That’s only for prostitutes.” Lek said.
“Who told you that?” Elizabeth said, “I enjoy anal sex.”
“You?” Lek exclaimed, “I don’t believe.”
“With the right man, it’s at least as good as vaginal sex.” Elizabeth insisted, “And guys love it, because it’s so tight. So you see, you have it all! I mean, I don’t know if you get… how shall I put this; erect.”
Lek looked embarrassed for a few seconds, but seemed to want to talk about it.
“I do sometimes now.” She confessed, “New medicine.”
I could see Elizabeth was excited by Lek; I have to confess I was starting to like her too.
At first I’d thought she was a nasty girl, then I thought she was just weird; why would a boy try to be a girl, when it could never be? She could never bear a man’s children, she would always be incomplete. But after listing to her for a while, I felt I understood her a little. She was what she was, what she had made herself, for better or worse.
Conversation drifted back to local politics, the protests, and arguments about the legitimacy of the government.
“You should come out to our hotel with us.” Elizabeth told Lek, “You can see the protest lines from there for yourself.”
“Really?” Lek said, obviously excited.
We had to sneak Lek past the lobby, because apparently “girls like her” weren’t allowed into that kind of hotel. Elizabeth distracted the overworked staff as the rest of us slid by with Lek.
I didn’t know what Elizabeth had in mind, but it all seemed fun; Mario was obviously uncomfortable around Lek, Bob was hard to read, Elizabeth seemed to want to get into her skirt, and me; well, I really didn’t know how I felt. I liked women, and men too. But Lek was neither. Or was she both? I couldn’t decide.
There was some awkwardness once we were all crowded into the room, intended for two but now occupied by five.
Elizabeth showed Lek the view of the protester’s barricades, just visible from the corner of our window.
The Thai transsexual stared out at the barrier across the airport road as the tall blond American stood close to her, a hand on the small of Lek’s back. Bob sat on one of the beds, watching them with a wry little grin; Mario sat in a chair, looking uncomfortable.
I hated those chairs, but I didn’t feel like sitting on the bed with Bob just then. It wasn’t that I didn’t like him, or that I didn’t like having sex with him; but I felt he took me for granted just a little.
So I went and stood by the window with the girls.
“Do you mind?” Elizabeth whispered to Lek as she lowered her hand to Lek’s tight ass.
“It’s ok.” Lek said.
“Would you like to fool around a little?” Elizabeth asked.
“What about the others?” Lek asked.
“They can watch.” Elizabeth said.
Lek was silent for a couple of minutes. Looking out at the motionless scene in the street; just a few protesters having a hot drink at the barricade, and a few policemen on the other side, the stand-off full of tension, rather like the situation in our room.
Lek turned and looked at each of us in turn. What did she see through those beautiful slanted eyes? Four foreigners; she thought Mario was attractive. Elizabeth clearly wanted to get into her; Bob looked like he wanted to watch. And me? The big breasted teenaged Italian girl? I liked Lek, and was curious I guess. I did kind of want to know what was under that tight miniskirt.
Far from home, stuck in this hotel room in Bangkok, things were different somehow; our lives were all on hold, we had no schedule, we didn’t know when we would be able to leave. We were all just passing the time by forming relationships with each other, having sex, flirting, teasing. It would be fun to see Lek naked; to see a girl with a cock, and even to watch long white Elizabeth fool around with her.
Lek looked at me, a question on her pretty face; I guess she wanted some kind of confirmation from me that these people were ok.
“Take your top off, Sonia.” Elizabeth suggested then.
ME again; why me? I hadn’t lured the young Thai up here, I hadn’t asked for anything.
Elizabeth wanted me to expose my big teenaged tits to everyone, break the ice, show Lek that we were all a fun loving bunch of lovers.
Normal rules didn’t seem to apply; I shouldn’t have been there at all, never mind be sharing a bed with old Bob while we listen to my travel companion Mario bounce Elizabeth all over the other bed late into the nights.
What the hell, I thought; they had all seen them before, even Lek had had her hands on them once. I peeled my dress down and let my girls swing free.
Everyone was looking at them; the odd appendages that had grown on my chest over the last few years, getting bigger and bigger. Carrying their weight causing pain in my back when I walked too far, making running or jumping almost impossible, drawing the attention of every man and most women if they were even half visible. Yes, they were my blessing and my curse; no one would ever think of me without thinking of my breasts first. “Sonia big tits” was my real name. I could get a PHD or a noble prize, and it would still be my tits that I’d be remembered by.
The cool air and hot looks against the sensitive flesh made my nipples stand proud; and I have to admit I was a little bit proud of them too. There was no reason to be; they were not an accomplishment, I hadn’t earned them. I only nourished and carried the damn things.
Lek’s eyes settled on my chest; it was hard for me to judge her expression; her small mouth, high cheekbones, and slanted eyes were so different to the people I knew. But she was fascinated with my breasts, that was clear.
“Go on, touch them.” Elizabeth said, “We all want you to, don’t we Sonia?”
“Yes.” I said, pointing them at Lek like a pair of loaded weapons.
“God damn, yeah.” Bob enthused.
“What about you, Mario?” Elizabeth prompted, “Would you like Lek to fondle your girlfriend’s beautiful breasts?”
Mario was silent for a moment, caught between his anger at my infidelity, his desire to agree with his older American lover, and to see what would happen.
“Sure.” He said.
As Lek’s small delicate hands touched me lightly, I knew there was going to be sex in the room before long. I wasn’t sure who would do what to whom, but sex was thick in the air.
I looked up into her dark eyes, and I could recognize her desire now; she wanted my breasts, she envied and admired them. I reached my own hand out and ran my fingers through her long thick perfectly straight and black hair, that hair that only oriental girls have.
“I wish I could have hair like that.” I told her.
She laughed; “Every girl in Thailand wants curly hair like you!” she said.
She stood closer, her elbows down and palms up as she hefted my breasts from below.
I like it; I like my tits to be fondled, appreciated, caressed. It had always gotten Mario in the mood, and Bob sure liked to feel them up too.
But there was something special about a woman’s hands on me, something more flattering than a man’s. A man would go for practically any woman; like Mario, not missing a beat after catching me in bed with Bob, he was stuck into Elizabeth within hours, as though he had never been my lover.
A woman wouldn’t do this to any woman, but only to one she found particularly attractive. Not to any pair of titties, but a pair like mine couldn’t be ignored.
I set my hands on her waist; her slim curvy feminine waist. Elizabeth stripped off her own top, and stepped close behind Lek. She hooked her fingers under the thin shoulderstraps of Lek’s minidress, and slipped them down.
“Let’s see what you have hidden in there.” Elizabeth muttered.
Small but full, with big prominent nipples; slightly off white creamy tits the transsexual had. My hands slid up to them, holding them. They were nice, and of course all of us were very aware of the bulging male eyes staring at the three of us as we got naughty together.
I saw Elizabeth’s hand slipping under Lek’s skirt. What was in there, I wondered? A penis we were told, yet she was so much a woman, it was hard to believe. I looked over at the boys; they were both staring there too, both thinking the same thoughts as me; what was in the American hand? What would happen next? It was really good fun, especially seeing Mario’s confused face. Jealousy, desire, curiosity, it was all there.
He was just a boy, I thought to myself; he’d had only two lovers in his whole life, me and Elizabeth. How could he be ready for this? He knew what she was, but not that he was the one in the room that she was really attracted to. I liked that; and I suspected Elizabeth did too.
I kissed the girl/boy; well, I liked boys and girls too, so why not? It was all very exciting; knowing the boys were watching the three of us. Probably wondering what to do with themselves.
The slim creature in my arms was shivering.
I pulled away from her slightly. Elizabeth was standing against Lek’s back.
“Do you want to stop?” Elizabeth asked quietly in Lek’s ear.
Lek stood still, her hands on my waist, our tits not quite touching. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath.
“No.” she whispered.
“You’ve never done this with a woman, have you?” Elizabeth asked.
“Never done with anybody.” Lek answered.
“But you had a boyfriend.” Elizabeth pointed out.
“He never… never…”
“He didn’t like your penis?”
“No.”
“You’re not a virgin!” Elizabeth exclaimed.
“Not completely.” Lek mumbled.
“You gave him blow jobs.” Elizabeth said, coaxing Lek’s secrets from her.
“Yes.”
“Not more?”
“No.”
“I like your penis. What about you, Sonia?”
I reached down between Lek’s slim thighs, and took the organ from Elizabeth . It was warm and sexy, not too big, but quite stiff.
“I like it too.” I said.
“And you just wait.” The American lawyer whispered in the Thai transsexual’s ear; “I bet even the guys will want to check it out. May I take your dress off all the way?”
“Ok.” Lek agreed nervously.
Lek was wearing enormous high heels, making her a few centimeters taller than me in my more moderate shoes. I held her and kissed her, taking her hard little cock in my hand again as soon as Elizabeth had pulled her light dress past her thighs. I liked the feeling of her smooth feminine flesh, her breasts against mine, her soft lips and sensitive hands, yet with a penis to hold on to at the same time.
“Let the guys see her.” Elizabeth told me, pulling me away from Lek with a hand on my shoulder.
Reluctantly, I obeyed her. Lek was naked now, except for her shoes, her hard cock standing out in front of her, the nipples on her small breasts stiff, but her eyes were closed, and she was shivering again.
Elizabeth stood behind her, reaching one arm around to stroke Lek’s cock as she pointed it at the two males sitting on the bed next to us, like the barrel of a gun that might kill them both if it were to let lose.
“I think you’re beautiful.” Elizabeth told her.
“So do I.” I added.
“Bob?” Elizabeth prompted.
“Fabulous.” He grinned.
“And Mario, do you think Lek is lovely?” Elizabeth asked the younger male.
He seemed to blush a little, his mouth opened but no sound came out at first. I almost laughed out loud, but managed to hold it in; He liked her! His eyes went down for a moment, then up again to the Thai girl’s face. “I guess so.” He finally managed to croak.
Lek opened her eyes then, and looked at Mario, so close yet so far from her. I wondered; would the two of them do something together? I looked at Elizabeth and she smiled at me, a conspiratorial little smile. I had the idea that she had the same idea I had; to somehow get Mario to do something sexual with Lek.
I can’t say exactly why I wanted that to happen; I hardly knew Lek at all, yet I wanted her to have her wish, a beautiful young lover, even if it could only be for this one time. But what I wanted more than that was to see Mario compromise himself; it wasn’t very likely, but if he touched her cock, or if he would kiss her mouth, it would compromise him. If I could see him do something like that, we’d be equal again.
Why? Because he’d caught me in bed with Bob, and Bob is 65 years old and I’m 18. And I was not just in bed with Bob actually, but when Mario walked in that morning just a few days earlier, I was on my back with my hands on Bob’s ass and his erupting penis deep in my vagina, in the throes of orgasm. It was humiliating; but if we could seduce Mario into having something however small with Lek, then he would be the same as me somehow.
Elizabeth and Lek sat on the bed opposite the guys, And Elizabeth tickled Lek’s stiff little cock and kissed her mouth. I got in on Lek’s other side and took her balls in my hand. Lek turned her head and kissed me too.
“If I had one of these, I’d never give it up.” Elizabeth said. “What about you, Sonia? If you had a cock like Lek, would you want to have it cut away?”
“I don’t think so.” I said.
“Who thinks I should suck it?” Elizabeth asked.
“Oh yeah!” Bob said.
She looked at me.
“For sure.” I agreed.
She looked across at Mario. “Well? Do you want to see me suck this cock?” she asked him.
I knew him so well; he didn’t want to admit anything, he would like to pretend he had no part of this, he was just in the room at the time, watching but taking no part in what we were all doing. But Elizabeth was on to him, and was making him participate.
“Ok.” He said, excited but pretending he didn’t care.
I had learned a lot during my night with the lesbians; about how it feels to be afraid, yet aroused at the same time. The conflicting urges to run away and to lay down with a lover. The women had stroked me gently, soothed me, slowly gained my confidence. Kissing my hands and feet first, before slowly finding my sensitive areas.
And that’s what I did with Lek, even as Elizabeth just went down on her.
Lek shivered and let out an involuntary squeak as the blond American woman took her penis into her hungry mouth.
I held Lek in my arms and stroked her neck and face. Her hand gripped my shoulder, as of seeking support.
Mario and Bob stared silently, but I knew they would both need attention eventually.
Lek began to come; she tensed and jerked, her hands clutching at the blond head between her thighs.
Elizabeth held the penis in her mouth until Lek was through. Then she pulled her mouth away.
“No stuff came out.” She said, moving up to lie next to us again, joining me as I continued to stroke Lek’s body.
“I don’t… it’s like that for me.” Lek said.
“And you’re still hard.” Elizabeth pointed out.
Lek didn’t say anything, she just looked embarrassed.
Elisabeth reached across Lek and I opened my thighs to her fingers. She stroked my naked vagina lightly with one hand as she tickled Lek’s stiff thing with the other. She pushed Lek towards me, her meaning crystal clear without words.
Lek and I moved together, I was excited by this; she was so strange and sexy, and a virgin, too!
Mario and I had both been virgins the first time we made love, but neither of us knew what we were doing. It was a waste somehow; I’d been very disappointed. After all the hype about sex we’d been exposed to our whole lives, I’d been expecting more than an embarrassed boy squirting semen at me.
It would have been so much better if he had been with someone like Elizabeth for a few times first; who could show him how to do it right. And if I’d done it with someone like Bob at first, well, maybe not quite as old as Bob, but an experienced man anyway, then I would have known how to please a man, and how to be pleased by one too.
“Who thinks Lek should do it with Sonia?” Elizabeth asked
“Shit yeah.” Bob said. “What about you, Mario? Don’t you want to see your girlfriend get it from lovely young Lek?”
“She’s not more my girlfriend.” Mario said.
I know it shouldn’t have, but his words hurt me. I was still in love with him; I wondered how many others I would have sex with before I would get over him. I pulled Lek closer, needing to cover myself with her lithe body, aching to feel the comfort of her cock between my legs, to make me feel better and Mario feel worse. If I wasn’t his girlfriend, then he couldn’t complain.
“But you want to see it, don’t you?” Bob pressed Mario, “Come on, man, admit it! When do you think you’ll ever be in a hotel room with a willing virgin transsexual again?”
“You do want to watch, don’t you?” Elizabeth pressed him, as I pulled Lek’s tight round ass between my open legs.
“Yeah, sure.” Mario admitted.
Lek had such amazing eyes; mysterious, dark, slanted oriental eyes. Her hair, so perfectly black, long, thick, and straight, fell to one side of my face as I took her stiff organ it my hand, still damp from Elizabeth’s mouth, and fitted it between my thighs, rubbing the tip against my clit.
That felt good; very good. But as the little rod went into me, it felt even better.
I have to admit, Mario and Bob both have big ones, and there is a difference. Muoy’s husband [who’s name I never learned] did it to me with a small penis, about the same as Lek, and I had felt very satisfied [ie, had come nicely]. But he had been so very masculine, strong and rough.
Mario used to give me orgasms so easily, before we’d gotten stuck in this room with Bob and Elizabeth. His big thing inside me, his lovely face above me, just did it for me.
Bob did too, but I was never sure why. He was handsome in his way, the way some old men can be, but when I looked at him I didn’t find him beautiful in a sexual way. Yet he had a certain charisma, he was dominant in a way that Mario couldn’t be at 18. He demanded my obedience, my surrender. There was something primal about my submission to the old man, it was erotic. I was only 18; how could I defy him? I was brought up to respect and obey my elders.
As I looked into Lek’s stunningly beautiful face, as I saw her expression of pleasure and felt her cock enter my body, I couldn’t help but wonder about myself; how was it that I found this moment so electrifying, so sensitive and erotic, her pointed nipples against my breasts, her tight rear in my hands, her silky smooth off-white skin against me, that I was nearly ready to come already? How was that possible, that I had also been so aroused when looking up into Bob’s craggy old eyes? He was the opposite of Lek in practically every way. His big cock had filled me wildly, whereas Lek’s smaller one just felt comfortable.
The pleasure though, was equal. It wasn’t the penis that was attached to the person, it was the intimacy, the trust, the coupling that was erotic, arousing, exciting, pleasurable.
It was Lek’s shivering excitement as she pushed her cock into another person for the first time, her soft touch, her exotic trust that was making me wild.
I lifted upwards with my hips, my hands on her ass pulling her deep into me, as deep as she could go. I squeezed down with my internal muscles, wrapped my calves around the backs of her knees, and encouraged her to go to it, to do it to me like a man, even though she was closer to being a woman.
And of course, I was very aware of Mario and Bob watching us; aware that they were envious of my pleasure, of Lek, of the sex we were enjoying. That they were turned on by us, that they both wanted me, and even perhaps, Lek as well. But they couldn’t have us [yet], because we were having each other.
I looked into the dark slanted eyes of my lover as I came.
Lek didn’t have an orgasm as far as I was aware, but just kept doing it to me as I had mine, her slim body writhing between my thighs, her fine cock slipping in and out, up and down, sliding over my clit as I came.
There was something wonderful about it; of course, sex is always supposed to be wonderful, and so far in my short sexual life, I’d usually enjoyed it. But in reality, it often fell short of wonderful.
Was it the wild and weird combination of man/woman? The lovely face, fine skin, and sweet smell of a woman, yet with the penetrating penis of a man? Or perhaps it was Lek’s very inexperience that was so exciting; she was a virgin, sweet with trepidation and enthusiasm as she experienced this for the first time.
She stopped finally, exhausted by her exertion. I held her tightly, her hot body resting on top of me, her hot cock still hard inside.
We both looked across at the other bed; Elizabeth was sitting between Mario and Bob, the three of them with their backs against the far wall as they watched us. Elizabeth had a grin on her face and a big stiff cock in each hand, pulling at them both emphatically.
“If you two are done there, why don’t you help me out by pulling the shoes and trousers off these two?” she asked us.
I might not have let her take over the evening, but Lek seemed to like the idea. She pulled out of me, and stood on the floor between the beds as she leaned forward to unlace Bob’s shoes.
I sat up, feeling out of place; a now familiar feeling to me after a week stuck in Bangkok, waking up in strange beds with strangers. Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at me, her hands still pulling on the two penises, and glanced meaningfully at Mario’s shoed feet.
Should I join Lek in this act of subservience, I wondered? If she had chosen Mario, I would have felt better about undressing Bob. But as Lek had gone to Bob, I was left with Mario, who hadn’t said a civilized word to me since we’d started having sex with others. Well, he’d had sex with Elizabeth, and I’d had sex with Bob, five Thai women, and unknown Thai man, and now lek.
Remembering the depth of my transgressions , I felt slightly ashamed. I got out of bed and stood next to Lek, and unlaced Mario’s shoes as she Pulled Bob’s trousers off of him. Mario looked up at me in surprise, but didn’t object. I had never sucked him to orgasm while we were lovers, but I was thinking I’d like to now.
I knew Lek liked Mario, so why had she gone to Bob? Because of course, she had assumed Mario was my boyfriend; she was being decent by choosing Bob. And as she’d said earlier, young men [boys] don’t like ladyboys; old men like ladyboys. Mario seemed a bit hesitant about Lek.
She got up on the bed on her knees, and taking Bob’s big dick in her hands, went down on him.
Going with the flow of things, I got on there as well, on the other side of Mario, and went down on him just the same.
It was good to have his young penis in my hands again; it had only been a couple of days that we’d been estranged, yet it had seemed like a long time. I’d only ever had his penis in my mouth for a second or two at a time before, I’d never given him a real blowjob. I looked over at Lek, and she looked back at me.
It was good; we were lovers now, and doing this together, doing Bob and Mario, a cock each. I glanced up to my side, and saw Elizabeth kissing first Mario, then turning her head to kiss Bob. It was very good; friendly, easy, erotic. There was little or no stress; Mario could come in my mouth, I was quite ready for that now. He could kiss Elizabeth, I wasn’t bothered. I was ready for anything, yet needing nothing.
Mario’s cock was slightly smaller than Bob’s I realized. I hadn’t noticed the difference in my hand or vagina, but my mouth was more comfortable with Mario than the old man’s penis. I held his tight young balls and sucked him, moving my head up and down as I’d watched Elizabeth do to him earlier, my lips sliding over the crown to stimulate him.
To my surprise, Lek and Elizabeth changed positions; Lek sat with her back against the wall between the guys, as Elizabeth joined me cock sucking.
She looked too young to be doing it with such an old man, I thought. Too pretty, too accomplished. She was a big lawyer, not an uneducated girl like Lek or me; it seemed wrong that she should serve Bob this way. I looked up to see Lek kissing Bob.
She was so lovely, her long black hair contrasting starkly with her creamy skin and Bob’s pasty white complexion. Then, she turned her head to face Mario. She reached up and took his chin in her hand, and she kissed him!
He might be able to pretend on his face that he wasn’t attracted to her, but I had his penis in my mouth. And it pulsed noticeably as he kissed the Thai ladyboy!
I found that fascinating; I remembered once someone saying that Mario was too pretty to be straight. We’d all laughed, because he was my lover, and I’m the opposite of masculine with my tiny waist and huge breasts.
This went on for some minutes, Bob was playing with Lek’s stiff cock as she kissed Mario, who’s cock was in my mouth, and Elizabeth sucked on Bob. Elizabeth reached across to stroke my back, which felt better than it sounds. I just adore having my back stroked.
Lek kissed Bob briefly, but we could all see she was just being polite. She really wanted Mario.
Then I saw Mario take Lek’s stiff cock from Bob. Lek turned her head again to kiss the pretty 18 year old.
What a kiss! It’s hard to describe what was so special about it; it was the tenderness, the light touch of her mouth against him, the barely visible tip of her tongue as it darted past his lips. The sudden extra bulge in his cock, which I’d thought was already as hard as it could get.
And his fingers; the way they caressed her penis, the way only someone who knew of the organ first hand [I guess that’s funny] could.
His fingers circled her rod, the forefinger and thumb exerting just a little extra pressure as they carefully slipped just that few millimeters up and down over the crown, stimulating her perfectly.
Elizabeth slipped a very naughty fingertip into my ass as Mario began to convulse. I held still; I knew what was coming, HE was coming, coming in my mouth for the first time.
It flooded in with some force, the warm stream splashing against the back of my tongue once, twice, three times with power, then twice more feebly. But after that it was as if he was still coming, even though nothing was being emitted from his penis anymore. His balls were lifting up and down, his cock was bulging, his abdomen quivering for another half minute at least. And all the time his mouth was clamped to Lek’s, her stiff cock was in his hand.
“Swallow it darling.” Elizabeth instructed me.
I wasn’t sure how she had ended up in charge; but a large group of people all tangled up both physically and emotionally needed a leader I suppose. I swallowed Mario’s semen, and it slid right down, while Elizabeth’s finger kept poking in and out of my butt.
“Relax, baby.” She told me, pushing my back onto my side as she climbed over Bob and Mario’s legs to get to me. I lifted on knee, and she kept that finger in there as she went down on me.
“Relax.” She said again, between licks, and I came again, my head on Mario’s belly and his cock still stiff in my hand.
Elizabeth grinned in triumph as she sat up, and wordlessly shifted Lek onto Mario’s lap, so his big cock stood out between her smooth thin thighs, parallel to her small one.
Elizabeth reached into her bag and pulled out some small packets, which she threw at Bob. I recognized them; they were the special anal condoms. She then took both penises in her hands as if they were one, pulling up and down on them. She glanced at me. “Suck on these.” She told me.
She lay her own long naked body across their lower legs, on her back, which didn’t look very comfortable to me. She opened her arms and put her fingers on my hips, drawing my groin down to her face.
I surrendered to her superior decadence, setting my clit into her waiting mouth as I contemplated what to do with two penises. I couldn’t get them both into my mouth at the same time, so I alternated between them, one in my mouth and one in my hand, switching off every ten or twenty seconds.
It was weird and wild, all of us in one great knot of sex. Lek was writhing around, her mouth busy with Mario’s face as he ran his hands over her firm little breasts.
She came again, and I sucked her cock as it bulged and quivered, but did not ejaculate.
Then I felt Bob behind me, and I remembered the anal condoms.
Should I yell “NO”? Should I simply acquiesce? Elizabeth had said it was as good as regular sex, and I should try it. It seemed as good a time as any; I was feeling sexy and surprisingly comfortable with all my lovers in the little hotel room, so far from home. I had mixed feelings about Bob; he simultaneously attracted and repulsed me.
He was very intelligent, in a worldly way. But with an edge of corruption to him. Physically, it was the same; he was tall and handsome, for an old man. But that reality was inescapable; he was OLD! He was as old as my grandfather, with white hair and a deeply lined face.
Bob rubbed his cock against my anus, I could feel some sticky greasy lubricant there that he must have added as well. Elizabeth licked my clitoris and rubbed my ass cheeks; I looked up at Mario, his arms around the slim boy/girl on his lap. What was our relationship now?
My ass was forced open by Bob’s eager penis. It was a strange feeling at first, more like a toilet function than a sexual one, but I was determined to go through with the experience. A scoundrel he might be, but Bob did know about these things. He was probably the best choice with for my first time at this.
And Mario? I had sucked him to orgasm in my mouth. I suppose that has to count as reconciliation of sorts. As Lek seemed to want to push her tongue through his ear and out the other, and Bob was just penetrating my ass with his stiff old penis, the two of us were hardly the innocent couple we’d been just days earlier, before we’d gotten stuck here in so many ways. But at least we might be friends again; that was very important to me, especially at that particularly frightening moment. I held Mario’s big penis for comfort, as Bob pushed his deeper into my rear.
“Does that feel alright, honey?” Bob asked me courteously as Elizabeth slid out from under me, rolling off the bed and onto her feet.
“Yes, I think so.” I said.
He began to, well, let’s just use the correct term; he began to fuck me.
The others were all watching, which might have been distressing if each one of the three was not also a lover of mine. As it was, I felt comforted by them. Reassured. Elizabeth stroked my back, my face was on Lek’s thigh, two stiff penises against my cheek as Bob fucked me in the ass. And it was kind of fun.
Depraved, that’s what it was. Totally, utterly depraved. Anal sex? Group sex? Sex between a teenaged girl and an old man? Not to mention Lek! Who would believe in a virgin Thai transsexual? She might be sweet and even innocent, but she was still a strange creature who had chosen to be what she was. And I’d had sex with her, and it looked like Mario was going to as well.
Bob didn’t put it in all the way, he just did it with about half his length, holding his hand on the base for safety. And as I got used to it, I did start to enjoy it. It was new and different, a unique experience. I crawled backwards a little to make room for Elizabeth to climb on top of Lek and Mario, and Bob seemed to take that as a signal to penetrate deeper.
Surprisingly to me, that felt better. It tickled me deep inside, and now he was pushing in and out with long steady strokes, pumping my ass as it constricted around his stiff rod, as if trying vainly to stop him.
I could see Elizabeth fiddling between her thighs with one or both penises that were available there, but I couldn’t see just what she was up to. She lifted up and settled down.
“I’ve got them both in me!” she proclaimed victoriously.
I felt a bit angry with her for a moment; I realized it was just a pique of jealousy. I had a man three times my age giving it to me in the ass, and yet Elizabeth was still more depraved then I was. And she was doing it with Mario, and Lek too.
She bucked her hips back and forth, keeping her ass on Lek’s thighs. I think she came, but then slipped off of them, the position just too precarious to maintain.
Meanwhile, Bob’s penis was deep in my bowels, slipping through my ass, dominating my body. I felt oddly fluid, out of place, as if this were not my body, this was not my life.
Sonia, the good girl; I was taking a gap year traveling with my boyfriend before university, the only boy I’d ever even dated, the only boy I’d ever kissed. This couldn’t be me, on my hands and knees, stuffing a transsexual’s penis into my mouth again while getting fucked in the ass by a 65 year old American businessman!
And I came; I came as I sucked cock, as I had anal sex with an old man, as I looked up at my [ex] boyfriend kissing another.
Elizabeth rolled another condom over Mario’s cock, and gently arranged Lek on her hands and knees next to me, but facing the opposite direction.
Bob held steady for a moment as we took a break, but his penis was buried deep in me as we watched Mario get behind Lek. Elizabeth kneeled behind him and reached around him to hold his cock.
“If I had one of these, I’d definitely hold onto it.” She laughed positioning it against Lek’s rear.
“Go on, sweetie.” She urged Mario, “Give her a little push.”
I looked up at the lovely young face of the boy; he was not really as innocent as I’d been imagining. He’d had his pleasure with Elizabeth in every one of her orifices, and didn’t seem to have much hesitation about pushing his cock into Lek’s virgin rear. Like me, he was taking what experience he could get, not letting anything pass him by. Once we were back home, things would surely be back to normal, and whether he and I were a couple again or not, there would be no Bob dragging us to sex clubs, or Elizabeth to seduce us with ladyboys and so on.
I pushed back a little, so my face was next to Lek; I felt a great affinity for her at that moment. Aside from the fact that she had done it to me like a man just before, she was now about to get it up the ass for the first time, like a woman. Well, I guess a man could get it that way too, but Lek was no man, despite her sweet little hard cock. I looked into her eyes; she was electrified, frightened, but waiting for that first push, eager to feel it at long last. I smiled at her, trying to reassure her; I had a big cock in my little ass already, and it felt just fine actually.
Bob pulled out of me, leaving me sore, relieved, and empty.
Lek moaned quietly as Mario, with Elizabeth’s careful guidance, pushed his young cock into her.
I rolled over onto my back, so my face was just under Lek, looking up at her upside down. I reached up to stroke her face, which was tense with concentration.
“Relax.” I extolled her, as if I was an old hand at anal sex, instead of a first time novice only minutes ahead of her.
Bob hooked his elbows under my knees, lifting my rear up. I spread my thighs wide, willing to let him do whatever it was he had in mind. I felt his cock push at my asshole again, and I did what I was advising Lek to do, relaxing as best I could so he could enter me again without it hurting much.
He slid in easily, pushing me deeper beneath Lek. Finding her nipple close by, I took it in my mouth carefully, only holding it with my lips, since she was likely to start bouncing around, and so was I.
It was slightly claustrophobic, but very sexy; my arms around her shoulders, Bob’s arms holding my thighs, the deep dark penetration of my ass, the knowledge that just a few centimeters from my face, My Mario’s cock was entering Lek.
Bob pushed me farther in, sliding me beneath Lek. I kissed her undulating belly a couple of times, and then, inevitably, her cock was at my mouth.
That was quite irresistible! One in my mouth and one in my ass! I managed to get my hands in around all the limbs that were around my head, and stroke Lek’s tight balls as her cock pushed deeper into my mouth. I could see Mario’s penis, the stretched rim of Lek’s ass tight around it, and his balls were against the top of my head.
My own ass seemed to now be able to hold Bob’s big old penis without any trouble. In fact, I liked it; although it was [literally] dirty sex, and dangerous too, at least there was no worry about pregnancy. It was tight in there, different to anything I’d known before.
Also, I have to admit, I felt a certain competition with Elizabeth; I wanted to prove I could do anything she could. I hadn’t seen her with one in her ass and one in her mouth at the same time yet, so I was quite pleased with myself.
I reached back to hold Mario’s balls; big and tight, without the long gristly hair that Bob had there. Then my hand found his ass, so strong and round, pushing his big cock forward, pulling it back. My finger went to his anus; mischievously, I pushed against it, and to my surprise, it went in a little.
Someone was licking my vagina; sensation from below, erotic actions above, cock in my mouth, ass in my hand, cock in my ass, tongue in my pussy! Oh god, I thought, this is really too much, I’m clamped between three lovers! Maybe even 4… I wasn’t sure if that was Elizabeth or Lek licking my open crotch.
In any case, I started to come then, and it just didn’t seem to stop. I never knew anything like it before, and I don’t know if I will again, but they were the most incredible minutes of my short life. Cock in my ass, out and in, cock in my throat, quivering with excitement, Mario’s ass clamping my finger, his balls flopping against my face as he fucked my lover Lek in the ass, and of course the maddening tongue lashing my clit mercilessly… again I was coming, or was it still? I was out of control, out of my skin, in another world, a world where there was only sensation without thought of guilt, wild sensual pleasure, adoration, and orgasm.
The others seemed to know what was happening to me; Bob reamed my ass at a steady rate, my vagina felt flooded as the tongue there ate my reality, sucked me into another place, a place where there was no place, no hotel, no protests, no other life waiting for me, no responsibility, no parents or peers.
Just lovers, sex, big hard penises and eager tongues, gentle hands and tight round rear ends.
But like all things, it had to end eventually. I became aware that Mario’s balls were pumping again, his second orgasm on the evening, his cock deep in Lek’s body above my face. Lek was coming too, her cock fluttering and bulging in my mouth, and this time there was some emission too. I felt Bob come against my rear.
There was stillness for a while. I just lay there, buried under them all, Lek’s cock shrinking in my mouth, Mario’s shrinking in her ass, and Bob’s shrinking in mine.
Then there was withdrawal; Bob pulled it out, leaving me feeling very odd. Happy to have my body back, yet sad it had ended. Mario pulled his out of Lek, then she lifted herself up, pulling hers out of my mouth.
I got up onto my elbows and looked around. Everyone was naked, settling down around me on the bed, bodies strewn everywhere like the aftermath of a sexual train wreck.
I thought it was all over; and for me it essentially was, but Elizabeth had other ideas. Of course she was the only one of us that hadn’t been satisfied.
After letting the boys rest for a while, she started to get them going again; she put Lek on Bob’s lap and put his hand on her cock, then she started to suck on Mario.
He had already come twice, and I was sure he could never do it again so soon, but I was wrong. Elizabeth pushed my head down to his cock and I took over for her as she worked Bob some more.
I was shocked to the core when I looked over to see that Bob, the tough macho old man who had been my lover for the last week, with his mouth on Lek’s cock! He was concentrating on what he was doing, apparently it was a first for him.
Anyway, Elizabeth had a plan; and what she did was arrange Bob and Mario so they were lying on their backs with their asses in contact, and their heads in opposite directions, their legs open, their cocks sticking up in parallel. Lek and I helped, keeping the boys stiff with our mouths as Elizabeth strapped a condom on Mario [but not bob], and then lowered herself onto the two of them.
Lek and I held the penises for them, setting them against Elizabeth’s anus and vagina, fingering and pulling as necessary as she lowered herself deeper, penetrating herself with them.
I think she was happier with the accomplishment of the thing than the actual sensation of it; but the grin on her face was just contagious, Lek and I had to appreciate her tenaciousness, getting those two rivals to cooperate with her to do this. And I had to admit that she was now queen slut again. She didn’t lift up and down, but writhed back and forth, so one went in as the other went out, her stomach muscles doing the work.
I had an idea then, and I stood up on the mattress, taking Lek’s hand, lifted her to her feet as well. I put my hands on her hips, and steered her to face Elizabeth, standing over Mario.
Lek’s cock was very small then, and soft, but Elizabeth opened her mouth and sucked it in.
She had three cocks in her at once! Even though I was not part of this one, I had to admire the grace of the position, the teamwork required to achieve the feat.
I leaned over Bob, dangling my big breasts in his face, just so as to participate a little. Bob wrapped his arms around me and pulled me down so his face was buried between my boobs, and hummed happily.
Meanwhile, Elizabeth was bucking and sucking, enjoying her cock-fest, taking all she could get. I don’t suppose it happens very often, even for someone as charismatic as her, that she could find three penises all willing at once.
She pulled her handsome face from Lek’s cock; “Do you want to try this?” she asked me solicitously, “It’s fantastic!”
I wasn’t sure I was ready for something like that, but I didn’t want to be outdone. If she could do it, so could I, I thought to myself.
“Ok.” I said.
Elizabeth lifted herself off of the two big dicks of Mario and bob, which then flopped back onto their respective owners stomachs. She peeled the condom off Mario [important for anal sex hygiene] I put a new one on Bob, since I intended to sit the other way around, facing Mario.
Did you know those special condoms cost $10 US each? Well, those Americans could afford to share them.
Elizabeth threw herself down next to Mario as I nervously took her place, squatting over the boys as Lek and Elizabeth held their organs up in position.
The two guys just lat there passively; well, there wasn’t much for them to do. We’d let them have their ways with all of us, and now they could do as we wanted for a while. Anyway, they were still hard, so they seemed to be having fun, even though their balls were rubbing against each other.
I was frightened, but I didn’t want to admit it. I wasn’t like Elizabeth, I was just an Italian schoolgirl on holiday!
Resolutely, I lowered myself down, just as Elizabeth had. I felt the two cocks on my two lower orifices; I lifted up my rear and bent forward a little, so Mario’s cock went in my front entrance first. When the end was well inside, I shifted backwards , pushing my anus down against Bob. The lubricated rod went in my backside for the third time surprisingly easily, and with hardly any discomfort.
I began to shift my hips back and forth, as Elizabeth had, and I could feel the penises of my two lovers moving around in my body, slipping in and out of my ass and vagina, weirdly stretching me.
Yet something was missing; I was expecting to be in the throes of ecstasy, as Elizabeth had appeared to be when she’d been in this seat, rocking herself on two cocks. But although it felt good and even sexually stimulating, it just wasn’t really doing it for me.
To me, sex isn’t about the meeting of two [or more] sexual organs, but about the meeting of two [or more I guess] people. Riding the two rods was little more than intense masturbation; neither Bob nor Mario were taking much part in it, they couldn’t really do much laying on their backs that way, except hold my legs and feet.
I watched Lek kissing Mario, and behind me Elizabeth was presumably doing something with Bob; all I has were their cocks.
I wanted to enjoy it, to experience this weird and wonderful thing. A girl doesn’t get to have two guys at once very often after all. So I rocked and heaved, stimulating myself, and I did come after a couple of minutes, despite my position rather than because of it.
I got up, pulling off of them, feeling strange about the whole thing; I wanted to expand my experience, so I didn’t regret it, but I was fairly disappointed with the incident.
Elizabeth though, was raring to have another ride; after quickly and deftly replacing the condom again, she was back on top of the two males, two organs stuffed inside her, riding them like it was the greatest thing ever.
I felt sorry for her suddenly; where was there room for love, for relationships, in all this sex? Why was she traveling with Bob, old enough to be her father, and married? She was a beautiful professional woman, surely if she wanted a relationship with a suitable man, she could have found one. Instead, she was wasting her life on short hard sexual thrills; I knew the excitement of that now as well. I understood the allure.
It was wild, what we were all doing; five people all in one knot, naked, having sex. Experiencing new things, new partners. The thrill might be addicting; after knowing this, how could one be faithful to a single partner?
It was my turn to take charge now, at least a little bit. I sat down on the mattress with Mario’s face between my thighs, and closed my legs around his face. Then I bent forward, my tits hanging in his face, and took Lek by the cock.
As Elizabeth continued to do her thing, I pulled Lek’s dick towards my boyfriend’s mouth.
I don’t know why I had that impulse; I knew Mario was Lek’s idea of perfection, and he had seemed to be attracted to her too. But he was a good Italian boy, or he had been until Elizabeth had got herself wrapped around him. I was sure he wasn’t like that, he couldn’t possibly do it. But I had to be sure, I had to be sure he’d refuse.
So lovely, my Mario; the spoiled rich boy. It would be so easy to stay with him, even after all we’d done in Bangkok. At least he didn’t know about my night with the five lesbians, or the late morning with the Thai soldier. We could go back home, hang out at his parent’s villa in the country, travel some more. His parents loved me like a daughter; it was all so seductive, so easy.
Lek’s little cock was still stiff, she was more aroused than any of us. She had made herself into what she was, her breasts were hard won, after years of artificial hormones with impotence as a side effect. She deserved this, to have her dreams fulfilled.
And I was angry with Mario, angry with him for letting all this happen, for letting Elizabeth seduce him that first time, triggering this long chain of events.
Yes, I could have stopped them; I was there too. So perhaps it was really myself I was mad at, for my own destructive behavior. For intentionally wrecking our relationship, shredding our innocence.
But if we’d gone on, I would have moved in with him [marriage isn’t the norm in Italy these days], and by the time our childhood love would wear off, I’d have lost my opportunity for higher education and a decent income of my own. That’s what had happened to my mother, she got pregnant and became a housewife, ending up in a small apartment and minimum wage after my parent’s marriage ended when I was 5.
So I pushed the Transsexual cock into the wealthy boy’s mouth. Pushed it in so he could suck cock for the first time.
And he did! My boyfriend opened his mouth as Lek pushed her organ between his lips, and he was doing it!
He’d kissed her, even done it to her in the ass, but to me, this was different. His hands went to her tight little buns as she rotated her knees onto the mattress under his armpits, pushing her dick deeper into his mouth. He was more than willing; and in this, I found freedom.
I looked down at the boy I thought I knew, the boy I’d slept with, traveled with, contemplated sharing my life with. He was a cocksucker!
I could never be with him now; not on a long term basis. He could be my friend, my lover even, but not my equal. I was free of him, of the emotional bindings that had held me to him. This was why I’d done all the things I’d done, why I’d let Bob do it to me, why I’d gone home with Muoy, having sex with her girlfriends and even her husband, why I’d participated in getting Lek up to our room. All for this feeling; not for the sex [although that was pretty good too], but to free myself from my emotional attachment to Mario.
He was too good looking, too wealthy to depend on. I had to be self sufficient, independent. And now I could be.
He was so turned on by this, Elizabeth on his cock and Lek in his mouth, that I was certain Mario was coming again, for the third time that evening. It was hard to tell for sure from where I was sitting, but I was convinced. He was not the man he was pretending to be, he was a cocksucking bisexual or worse.
So was I of course, but that didn’t bother me.
I put my hands on Lek’s narrow waist, feeling her movements, her heat, her passion. I was glad for her, glad she could have her fun, live her dream. Glad she had showed me what was lurking secretly inside my boyfriend.
I feel somehow that my story ends at this point. We were still there for another few days, as the protesters ended their sit-in in triumph and a new government was announced, and then flights resumed.
I slept with Bob mostly, and he made the most of it; which is not to say I wasn’t willing. It’s hard to admit, but I enjoyed myself with the old man. His humor and creativity in bed made up for his unattractiveness.
And at last, the flight back to Rome, Christmas and newyear with Mario’s family as we haven’t yet admitted to them that we are no longer together. Back in my mother’s drab little apartment, it’s hard to believe I did all those things with all those people, so far away.
Bob wants me to live with him [and his wife] in California and go to the University of California. It’s a tempting offer, but I wonder if I would be corrupting myself too much.
There are men everywhere you see; I never noticed before, but now I’m more aware. Many are willing to share a meal, a laugh, a holiday, a life with me.
I have a few months to decide. I’ll let you know.
Ace 2009