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Olé (Mf, oral; inc, m/g, pedo)
by Gunga Dick
How do you keep sex with your wife interesting and exciting? Don't ask me!
My wife and I have tried everything over the last few years, short of swinging,
which neither of us considered a viable option. I have a tendency to become
romantically involved with the women I fuck. Something I realized during
my reckless or should I say feckless youth. I'd meet a girl; romance her;
fuck her; and then I'd be totally crestfallen when the relation didn't work
and I'd pine away for months until the next time.
Enough of that crap, let's get back to the story.
I love my wife, really and truly. I love her beauty. I love her body. I love
the way she laughs. I love the way she walks, talks... I even love her mind,
but all of these things don't amount to shit when the lights go out, metaphorically
speaking.
First, we tried roll playing. An idea she got out of some women's magazine.
But, it usually broke down into gales of laughter on both of our parts.
Then, we tried surfing the web. We found that pictures were flat and couldn't
sustain our arousal. Streaming video has that herky-jerky quality and really
shitty run time. But, we did find a lot of the stories interesting and exciting.
Even more so than those triple-x rental movies with all the slurping, and
fake groaning, and guys who don't know it's better to leave the fucking thing
in than pull it out...yeah, yeah, I know "cum shot."
Anyway, we started downloading and printing out stories to read at bedtime
then we would make wild monkey love. I suppose we were both imagining we
were re-enacting what we had just read.
I began to realize that the stories that 'did it' for me were mostly incestual
in nature. Then I realized that it was mostly the stories of fathers and
daughters. Then I realized that I got just as turned on by 'older/youth'
stories and even some 'pedo'. My wife and I would often swap stories if we
hadn't had time to surf and print and I realized that her tastes were similar
to mine. Hers had more of the mother/son flavor, but she also seemed to like
mine. Reading these stories seems to have kept our sex life going and I imagined
it would do so for quite a while. Until this last week that is.
My wife is a realtor with a large national firm. She's been quite successful.
Something she attributes to her looks and body. She's even had repeat customers,
which is a rarity in real estate. I mean, how many times do you switch homes
in a lifetime. Anyway, she does quite well, and due to that, she tends to
win a lot of sales awards. Most of these awards are vacation trips for two.
We've gone to Hawaii a couple of times, and Cancun, and the Virgin Islands,
to Europe a couple of times and she even won a trip to the Olympics in Australia.
She recently was awarded best regional realtor and with the award came another
trip, this one to Rio. We had spoken of going there for Carnival before so
we were excited even though it wasn't that time of year.
We left three weeks ago. Flew from San Francisco to Miami and then down to
Rio. The trip was uneventful, no delays, no lost luggage, and customs was
a breeze. We took a cab to our hotel and got settled in. We got there late
in the day, so after a quick evening meal we decided we would just crash
and restore. The first couple of days were gorgeous. The temperature hovered
around ninety and we spent most of our time at the beach. My wife baked and
broiled while I basted her with some type of SPF cream, and I watched the
young girl's in their dental floss bathing suits as they paraded up and down
the beach. I did a lot of stomach sucking, but there's nothing you can do
about a receding hairline.
The third day it got a little cloudy and there was a morning sprinkle so
we decided on doing the tourist thing. We checked with the front desk and
the concierge gave us an out of scale map and showed us where to go and where
not to go. He was especially emphatic about the where-not-to-gos. They have
quite a problem down there with tourists being beaten up and ripped off.
So off we went with our little map. We when to a couple of really old houses
built shortly after the Spanish invasion. Like sometime in the 1600s. I nodded
my head and said 'uh-hun' a lot just to keep my wife happy. Then we visited
some shops where most of the items required you to have acquired some of
that gold back in the 1600s to be able to afford their stuff. I did talk
my wife into buying a thong and she looked great. With the tan and her raven
black hair, you couldn't tell her from all the other native girl's on the
beach. She turned quite a few heads.
The weather improved and we went back to being beach bunnies. My wife would
spend a few hours on our hotel deck getting rid of the tan lines on her ass
then she'd put her other suit on and we'd go down to the beach where I could
make a fool of myself drooling over the teenage girl's while sporting a little
wood in my suit. On Friday, we rented a motor scooter and drove up into the
hills to what was touted as a great restaurant. The food was good and the
view was fantastic. On the way back, the scooter started to sputter so I
went to a phone booth and called the hotel's rental shop. The man I spoke
to asked where we were and then directed me to a small garage near by.
We dropped off the scooter, and then realizing how near we were to the hotel,
decided on walking back. We were in sight of the beach and could see our
hotel in the distance when we stopped at a small cafe with sidewalk tables.
We ordered a couple of soft drinks and relaxed. My wife went inside to find
a rest room and I sat and waited. This young boy came up to me and said something
in Spanish or Portuguese or whatever. I looked him over and said, "What?"
He must of been around ten or eleven. He had dark curly hair, big brown eyes,
and surprisingly white teeth. He had on sandals, baggy shorts, and a grimy
t-shirt. I don't think he'd been near a bar of soap lately and he had streaks
on his forehead where the sweat cut a path through the grime.
He grinned at me and said, "Hey, American! You give me five bucks and my
sister she suck you good!"
I blinked trying to believe I had heard him correctly. I seemed to have lost
coordination of my lips, as I muttered, "Wha..?"
Whereupon, he repeated his offer. "Five buck, five buck American and my little
sister suck you real good. You never feel something so good!"
I was trying to formulate some kind of reply when my wife came out of the
cafe. She saw the boy and smiling she asked, "Who do we have here?"
I looked at her with what must have been a goofy grin and said, "This kid
is trying to pimp his kid sister."
My wife sucked in a quick breath and said, "You're kidding. You mean like
in all those cliché stories?"
"Word for word," I said.
The boy had been glancing from one to the other of us and his smile started
to fade as he realized there was no money to be made here. He turned and
started walking away. I watched his retreating back for a moment then turned
back to my wife. She had a strange look on her face as she too watched him
walk away and then suddenly she grabbed my hand and said, "Come on!"
She nearly dragged me to the ground with her insistence so I got to my feet.
I thought she wanted to get the hell out of there so I turned down the street
towards the hotel. Her grasp nearly jerked me off my feet as she took off
in the other direction.
I turned to look at her and said, "The hotel's this way.
She looked at me and said, "Fuck the hotel, let's follow this kid."
I thought she was joking then suddenly realized she was serious so I said,
"Are you nuts! He probably would take us to some alley where we'd get mugged
or even killed!"
She looked at me for a second, thinking over what I had just said, then she
once again grabbed my hand and said, "Come, on!" I followed her reluctantly
as we tried to catch up to the young boy who was, at that moment, turning
left onto another street. We gained the corner and my wife shouted "wait"
to his retreating back. The boy turned and when he saw us his grin lit up
his entire face. He waved a 'come on,' and my wife dragged me along as we
followed him another half block. He stopped and pulled aside a curtain, which
seemed to serve as the front door to a hovel that was about the size of two
walk-in closets.
I followed my wife in reluctantly. It was dark inside, there being no windows
or other doors, and my eyes fought to adjust. I slowly made out a dirt floor,
a couple of shelves in a corner with some canned goods on them, and old chest
of drawers with one missing, and finally a small bed along the right wall
will a colorful spread on it. There seemed to be someone sitting on the bed,
but I couldn't yet make him or her out. I felt a slight relief that there
were no armed men waiting to kill me and rape my wife, but I was still on
edge. I stared at the bed as my eyes slowly adjusted.
"My god!" I said, as I finally made out who was there. She must of been five
or six at the most. She seemed so small. She wore an old dress that had faded
with age. She had the largest eyes I can remember seeing on a child. She
had the same gleaming teeth as her brother and she had the aspect of many
little girl's who seem to have too much hair for their size.
"She's just a child," I said, realizing I was actually whispering.
My wife had suddenly had a change of heart, I think, as she muttered, "Jesus!"
She looked at me and added, "just give them a couple of dollars and let's
get out of here."
I looked at the two kids who were both looking at us with those big eyes
and huge grins.
I think the boy thought he had lost a sale so he started his pitch once again.
"She real good, mister. She do you real good. She suck real good."
"Look!" he exclaimed as he pulled down the front of his pants and whipped
out his little pecker. "I show you!" He turned and pointed his three inch
dick at his sister and she leaned forward and sucked it into her mouth. The
young girl gave us her best impression of a hoover as her head bobbed back
and forth, and her cheeks suck in and out.
"My God!" my wife said as she had stopped in mid turn. Her eyes widened as
she watched the boy's now tumescent cock slide in and out of his sister's
mouth. She turned all the way around and grabbed my upper arm. We watched
the action happening in front of us. I felt strangely detached as though
it was happening to someone else. I could feel my cock thicken and slide
down the leg of my shorts. I glanced at my wife and she was slowly pulling
on one of her nipples right through the cloth of her dress.
The boy looked at us with his big grin and bright shiny eyes. He said, "You
see! She real good! You want to try?"
Saying this, he pulled his cock out of her mouth with an audible 'plop.'
His glistening cock now stuck out at a respectable, fat four inches. The
girl mouth had stayed pursed in a sucking motion for a moment until she opened
her eyes and looked from her brother to me. The grin came back to her face.
My wife groaned and reached over to grab my rock hard cock. "Oh, yeah," she
muttered. She pulled down my zipper and reach into my pants. She struggled
to get my cock out, but in its condition it wouldn't cooperate. She unsnapped
my shorts and they fell to my ankles. I wasn't wearing underwear so my cock
bounced up and slapped my in the stomach. A strand of precum arced in the
air as it tried to follow my cock, like a fly fishing rod in action. Terry
grabbed my cock and pulled me forward. I shuffled with my pants around my
ankles and made it to the bed without falling over.
The little girl watched my cock as it approached and I swear she licked her
lips in anticipation. My wife slowly stroked my cock and pointed it at the
young girl's mouth. The girl slowly leaned forward never taking her eyes
off of my wife's face. My wife took my cock and rubbed it on the young girl's
lips, smearing precum, and making them glisten. She nodded to the little
girl who quickly engulfed the head of my cock. I groaned loudly as I felt
her warm, moist mouth close over my cock and then her tongue started sliding
around in there and I was transported to heaven. My wife continued to slowly
stroke my cock as she fed the girl a couple more inches.
"God," she said, "that is so fucking incredible!"
I gave myself up to the feelings of this young girl's sliding up and down
my cock as her tongue worked its magic. I don't know how long it was before
I realized my wife was no longer stroking my cock and when I did I looked
around for her. She was on her knees in front of the young boy working on
his dick. She would lick the sides of his cock then take it into her mouth
for a couple of strokes then repeat it all over again. The boy looked like
he was in heaven. He had his hands on top of her head and was staring down
at her ministrations. The grin was gone from his face and it was replaced
by a glazed expression.
I felt my cock pop out of the young girl's mouth and looked back quickly
to find out why. She grabbed my cock with her hand and turned it this way
and that as she imitated my wife's actions. All the while her eyes looked
up and watched my face. I smiled in ecstasy and I saw her grin before she
resumed her cock sucking
I wish I could say it went on forever, but the truth is I only lasted a few
minutes before I pulled the trigger and gave her tonsils a cum bath. The
little girl swallowed valiantly, but cum oozed out the corners of her mouth
and slowly coated her chin. She reluctantly gave up my cock when I pulled
it out of her mouth to avoid the hypersensitivity that follows a great blow
job.
I plopped myself down on the bed next to the little girl and we both watched
as my wife continued to work on her brother. Terry had pulled her dress up
and had a hand jammed into her panties as she slathered the young boy's cock.
He had tossed his head back and his eyes were closed and his mouth open as
he enjoyed her pleasuring. Suddenly his legs jerked and I could tell by his
ass clenching that he was about to cum. He gave out a long low moan and his
entire body spasmed as he unloaded into my wife's mouth. The little girl
next to me giggled and clapped her hands.
My wife rose to her feet and had a wild look on her face. She pulled her
dress up and over her head and tossed it aside. She yanked on her panties
so hard that the crotch ripped right out of them. She stumbled to the bed,
grabbed the young girl by the back of the head, and jammed her face into
her cunt. The little girl was a real pro as she started licking and slurping
at my wife's swollen cunt. I had never seen her labia so swollen and her
clit was very pronounced. My wife suddenly emitted a throat noise like I've
never heard before. She clamped her eyes shut and her whole body shook as
her orgasm washed over her. She jerked and suddenly fell down into a heap
on the dirt floor. I was too weak to get up and help her so I just sat there
looking at her with a surreal detachment. She finally came to after a few
minutes. She had never passed out from an orgasm before and she was weak
on her legs. We managed to get dressed. I gave the boy a twenty. He and his
sister were ecstatic.
As we left the hovel, the boy walked along beside us and asked, "You come
back?"
My wife glanced at me and then turned to the boy and said, "At the cafe tomorrow.
Noon."
The boy stopped and watched us walk away. As we turned the corner, we heard
him shout, "Manana!"
We went back the next day, and the next, and the next, and the next. We sucked
and fucked those kids like a couple of mad people. We even snuck them into
our hotel room for the last two days of our stay. I never thought I would
enjoy sucking cock, but I did. And he was pretty good himself. My wife marveled
at how sexually energized the young girl was and she would cum without even
touching herself as her brother and I would tandem fuck her.
We found out that they were orphans and we are now working to adopt them.
We placed them in a Jesuit orphanage to assure their well-being and my attorney
says we should get custody within six months. I told him to hurry because
the anticipation is killing my wife and I. I didn't tell him of course that
the urgency is because the sexual euphoria is starting to wear off.
The End
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