("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
`6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`)
(_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-'
_..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
(((' (((-((('' ((((
K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N
_________________________________________
WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit
material. If you do not wish to read this
type of literature, or you are under age,
PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
_________________________________________
Scroll down to view text
--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial
"free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites.
Thank you for your consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------
Paul's Holiday Awakening
by Kewtieboy (kewtieboy@hotmail.com)
***
An ordinary married, thirty-something homophobic guy,
with racist tendencies, takes a liking to a young girl
he sees while on holiday, only to find out things are
not as they seem. His taste in sex takes a decidedly
different turn. (MMM, 1st-gay-expr, voy, mast, oral,
anal)
***
This is not a story I could tell anyone face to face
but it does kind of turn me on to tell somebody even
anonymously so I hope it interests you.
I'm a not bad looking married guy of 32. Marie and I
have been married for 7 years both having known each
other for 5 years before that and we're both the same
age. We have a good married life but no children yet.
Marie says it will happen when the time is right but I
sarcastically say to her that having sex now and then
might increase our chances.
Almost since the week after the honeymoon, Marie's
sexual appetite had dropped. I thought that she had
enjoyed the chase and now she had me, had lost
interest. We have sex but it is about once a fortnight
and I have a sneaky feeling she pretends when she
climaxes but I can't be sure. Now me, I have a
permanent horn and take every opportunity to eye up
passing talent but, in fairness to Marie, I haven't
strayed. Have to say that my right hand has become
attached to my cock though!
Marie was about 5 feet 5 inches against my 5 feet 10
inches and had blonde streaked, short hair. She wasn't
fat but was well built and always had something to say.
Now me, I'm your regular guy. I do a bit of exercise to
work off the beer, have short medium brown hair, clean
shaven and girls seem to like the image.
Still life wasn't bad and we had a couple of holidays
every year. You might think that Marie had become a
nun. Far from it! She filled her life with friends,
girly nights out and getting us invited to parties. She
was a fun filled creature with effervescent personality
and a must at any party. We had lots of friends and
frequently went on holiday with them but this year, I
managed to book a beautiful apartment in a time-share
development in Tenerife in the Canary Islands.
We just paid for the two weeks from the time share
company but the accommodation was great and many of the
people there obviously did have their own timeshare. I
booked this in the hope of revitalising our sex life
and, as Marie didn't want to try for a baby until we
had moved house, I packed a large box of condoms, large
tube of lubricating jelly (in case she resurrected an
early interest in anal sex) and my sexiest underwear
and swimming gear. I was going to pamper her and be
really romantic and had a vision of shagging for a
fortnight rather than just once a fortnight.
Well night one in Playa de Americas and I got my shag.
It was a pretty plain shag in full missionary position
but it served the purpose of relieving tension in my
aching balls. These sexy little things around the pool
always get me horny.
By day two, Marie is in full entertainment mode and
trying to befriend anyone who is interested around the
pool. I decided to get some tan and left her to it.
After an hour alone, I saw her talking to a couple and
their daughter across the pool. I had seen the husband
earlier drinking for Britain. Glass after glass of San
Miquel was heading down his throat and he had now
passed out on the sun bed.
His wife looked quite plumpish and plain and I put
their ages at around 38 or so. She was talking and
laughing with Marie over cocktails while their daughter
was sitting reading while drinking Coke. The daughter
was difficult to make out in the bright light but had
quite long hair, pretty face, a t-shirt top showing a
flat chest and a pair of white baggy shorts. She looked
about 15 or 16 and I should have passed on but for some
reason I started to get the horn. She just looked so
virginal. I turned over and went back to sleep!
It turned out that Marie was talking to Barbara and
Jim. He was a bit of an alcoholic and spent no time
with Chrissy (who I took to be the daughter). Marie was
talking ninety to the dozen over dinner about how nice
she was and I should join them but he could be a bit
objectionable and was best left to drink and sleep. It
was such a shame that Chrissy didn't have a father
figure and had to spend a lot of time alone. Then I
heard her say that I could play some volleyball on the
beach with Chrissie. I blanked the idea and changed the
subject, having no wish to be the surrogate father of
an alcoholic's daughter.
Next day was a repeat of the previous with Marie round
there chatting and father sound asleep. Marie was
obviously talking about me as Barbara and Chrissy gave
me little girly waves. After that, when Marie went back
to talking, I noticed Chrissy looking over quite a lot
and smiling. I dived in the pool to let her see a real
man and saw her look over the top of her sunglasses at
me as I climbed out, my bulge clearly visible as the
water drained from my swimming trunks. Again she
smiled.
I lay down and Chrissie stood up and walked over to
their apartment which was actually a little terraced
villa with upstairs and downstairs. I followed her with
my eyes, a rush of blood filling my trunks for some
reason. She disappeared inside but I then saw her at an
upstairs window looking down and soon realised that she
seemed to be fiddling a little below the window line,
almost as though she was masturbating while watching
me. I lay and made a point of watching as she seemed to
masturbate happily while I lay there with my semi-erect
bulge clear to her.
I heard Marie before I saw her. "Paul, Paul!" she
shouted as she ran across to me. "I have invited
Barbara and Chrissie to join us for dinner tonight. Her
husband wants to see a football match in the bar. You
don't mind do you?"
"Of course not," I replied quite honestly. I was keen
to get a closer look at this underage sex kitten.
I saw them enter the hotel dining room and walk across
to the outside terrace where we were sitting. "This is
Barbara," said Marie.
"Hi Paul, I've heard all about you," she cooed. Meet
Chrissie."
Chrissie was still dressed in loose fitting clothes
with a baggy linen top and shorts. A fashionable but
shapeless look!
"Pleased to meet you," came this deep voice.
"Christopher so wanted to meet you," said his mother as
I gasped at the apparition before me. I had been
sexually fantasising and exposing myself to a teenage
boy and an effeminate one at that!
I mumbled a response as Marie sat me beside him and
insisted we get to know each other, still pushing the
surrogate father image. If she knew what my thoughts
had been just thirty minutes before she might not have
been so keen. He was quite effeminate. It wasn't girly
or camp, it was just a poise he had and I found it
erotic. What I could have done with him I didn't know
but he aroused me and I was embarrassed about it.
I had never met a poof, not that had I wanted to and
this young boy was definitely a poof (though his mother
and Marie seemed quite oblivious to it). I always say
each to his own. I'm not homophobic, not anti-black
either but would not really have any black friends or
have any thought about wanting any. Anyway, I had to
keep chatting to him and he was flirting with me. It
tuned out he was just 17 but looked much younger.
I thought, "At least he's legal," then promptly
wondered why I had thought that since it made no
difference.
"That would be fabulous," shrieked Marie, bringing me
back to my senses. "Barbara and I are going on a cruise
tomorrow round the coast to swim. Jim wants to watch
some World Cup thing on television and you can bond
with Chrissie here playing on the beach."
Protest was wasted. It was decided.
Marie allowed a shag that night. She even was a little
adventurous and did something I had always loved,
lubricating her fingers and sticking them in my bum as
I fucked her. I had always been sensitive around there
and it always got me going to have a finger or two in
while I was at it. I blasted a load of pent up cum into
the rubber but was horrified at the image in my head
bringing me to my climax. It was Chris's smiling face.
Next day they were collected just after 10.00 am, Jim
was still asleep and Chris, as I had started calling
him stood waiting to bond. We headed for the beach. I
was constantly embarrassed as his eyes strayed to my
crotch area, then he would look up and smile. Well we
played and he was good at it too. We stopped at around
12.30 and headed back to the complex for lunch. We had
a couple for burgers and a beer.
"I need to shower," he said. "Can I use your apartment
as dad will be pissed and glued to the TV in our
place."
"No problem," I said.
We went up to the room and he headed to the bathroom. I
sat on the terrace in my swimming trunks. When he came
out he had a towel wrapped round him and carried his
shorts in his hand as though he had rinsed them. I went
into the bathroom after him and started showering. I
had just come out and was drying myself when he walked
into the bathroom and looked at me.
"Nice," was all he said as he dropped to his knees and
took my cock in his mouth.
I mumbled some protest but that blonde soft hair
brushing against me as he bobbed up and down on my cock
really got the blood rushing to me. My cock sprung to
attention. He took my hand and led me up to the bedroom
where he laid me on the bed. I looked at him for the
first time and was amazed to see that his cock was
bigger than mine but about half an inch. The seven inch
cock was very stiff and proud and the soft balls hung
low beneath it.
I wasn't sure what I was expected to do but he pushed
me back and continued to suck me. I was close within
seconds and had to stop him. He rolled over on to his
back and dragged me over too, offering his erect cock
to me. I gently kissed the tip but he grabbed the back
of my head and pushed me quite forcefully down on it.
The firm organ filled my mouth and was amazingly
erotic.
He gently pushed my head off and rolled me on to the
bed, face down then sat astride me his hard cock lying
across my buttocks as he gently massaged my back. He
kissed my shoulders and then started to work his way
down my back with his tongue until he reached my
buttocks. He opened them and started to lick my hole.
The sensation was amazing.
He started to push his finger in and it hurt a little.
I opened the drawer and showed him the lubricant which
he squirted in me and on to his finger. I was in
Heaven. He pushed and prodded and I lifted my body up
to meet him until I was in a doggie position to allow
access. He had two fingers in me. I heard some movement
and then realised he was putting a condom on his cock.
"I don't think..." I started to say.
"Shhh," was the response as the head of his substantial
cock started it's journey into my hole. I could not
believe the sensation. I was full up inside and he
pushed softly but steadily until I felt his soft downy
pubic hairs against my buttocks. He gripped my hips and
started to really pump me, hammering the stiff organ
straight in and then pulling back to the tip before
hammering straight back in again.
I looked down and my own cock stood out in a straight
line as rigid as I could ever remember it. Suddenly he
stopped, pulled back, pushed quickly in, stopped,
pulled back then finally hammered it in again. I could
feel his pulse as he pumped his teenage seed into me. I
looked down and was amazed to see a jet of cum erupt
out of my free standing cock. He withdrew and we
collapsed on the bed.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Now you know how your wife feels," he said.
It took over 15 minutes to clear all the evidence and a
lot of promises to ensure it was our secret. I told him
it was a one off and just something I had done in the
heat of the moment. The guilt of me, a very manly,
straight guy being shagged up the arse by a limp
wrested teenage boy was quite embarrassing.
"Yeh, whatever you say," was his response.
We dined in a foursome again that night and Chris kept
rubbing his foot against mine, which I withdrew. For
the first time I had to complain of sunstroke to avoid
sex with Marie, who was unusually frisky.
Marie and I had a day out together the following day
but she asked me if I would be offended if she and
Barbara went on a girl's night out with some of the
other wives from the complex the following night. I was
a little put out especially after my confusing day
prior and I really needed to bond with her in an effort
to make sense to what had happened to me. I agreed
reluctantly and as the day wore on, thoughts of what I
had done with Chris came back to my mind. I obviously
wasn't gay.
Chris was gay and that's what gays were like. All I had
done was to dabble a bit as he was so effeminate he was
just a female substitute. Then I realised that he had
actually penetrated me and not the other way around. I
reckoned that the only reason it had happened was
because I was a little sensitive around there. I was no
poof!! I still didn't care for these limp wrested
queenie guys who lisped and minced around. No, I am a
man!
During the following day I had avoided Chris politely
but just after lunch he came across and said he had
heard we were to be "all alone" again that night. I
started to explain that I was going to have an early
night but he suggested we hit a few bars. He assured me
that he could "look 18" easily. I reckoned that going
out was safer than staying in, to avoid temptation, and
agreed.
Marie and Barbara dressed to the nines and headed out
and five minutes later, Chris arrived. He had had his
hair trimmed and did indeed, look older with a pair of
tight jeans and a white t-shirt on he looked more like
a bloke. As he assured me he came each year with his
parents and knew his way around, I let him lead. We
stumbled into a few street bars and then ended up in a
club. I was a little bit drunk but I had been worse!
It took a moment to realise it was a really mixed club.
There were guys with guys, girls with girls, girls on
their own and guys on their own. Guys were actually
kissing in public and I actually saw two girls kissing
each other. It was obscene, well at least the guys
kissing were. I was on the point of leaving when Chris
arrived back with a guy he knew who at least seemed to
be straight even if he was black.
In perfect English, he said he was from Ghana and had
been on the island for 6 years. I was puzzled how Chris
knew this guy as he looked and acted straight – none of
the camp stuff! So here I was with a queer and a black
guy having a conversation – me, the guy who couldn't
stand either! He chatted on about how he was involved
in selling timeshare and had sold Chris's parents their
one. So that explained that.
He suggested we go back to his apartment for some more
drink. It was about 1.30am but I figured Marie would
still be out and about so I agreed.
He had a really nice apartment in a new timeshare
complex and we all got back and slumped down. He
suggested we use the Jacuzzi which was empty and just
beside his apartment. I thought it was great until I
realised I didn't have any trunks. I asked if he had
any spare but he suggested we just go in nude. I
stripped off and slipped in first.
Chris followed and the guy who told me his name was
Tano, stripped off too. I really hope I didn't stare
but he was hung like an elephant. His thick black cock
was about 7 inches soft and hung down his leg. Chris
nudged me and said "And that's before he's pleased to
see you."
He slid in between me and Chris and we started to talk
about football. I just kept thinking about his cock and
what it must be like for a woman on the end of it. My
dick started to rise. I put my hand over it but it was
really hard and I didn't know why. Chris stood up to
get his drink and his cock was stiff as hell too so I
didn't feel so bad.
Tano went to get another supply of beers and as he
stood up, his cock had grown. It couldn't reach a full
upright erection due to the weight but I figured it was
about 10 inches long and so thick. The skin on the top
had folded back and a purple head peeked out. He saw me
look and walked over to me. "You like," he said?
"It is some size," I said.
"Touch it," he said.
"No you're ok," I replied.
He walked over to Chris and stood in front of him.
Chris leaned forward and took the head of his cock in
his mouth. He gripped the base with his right hand and
the balls with his other as he expertly slid up and
down on Tano's cock. I remember thinking, "Christ,
another bloody queer!"
My cock was now painfully stiff and it was noticed by
Tano. He pulled out of Chris's mouth and came over to
stick the brute in front of me. He lifted me out of the
water and my cock was there for all to see. He knelt in
front of me and started to suck. It was just so amazing
to see this black head sucking up and down on my cock.
He jumped up and suggested a shower.
I thought, "Great that will cool us all down before I
do something I might regret."
The wet room in the apartment was large enough for all
of us and we stood showering. Chris went behind me and
started to wash my back. It was really erotic and my
cock was still stiff. He lathered my hole and was
pushing fingers into me as he did so. Tano did the same
to him. Chris the stood behind me and I felt his cock
slip into me instead of his fingers. I was going to
stop him but that familiar feeling from a few nights
previously washed over me like a warm mist. He just
stuck the head in and out before we all rinsed off and
dried.
I was led into the bedroom and Chris was quick to
lubricate me and pull on a condom. His cock slid in
extremely easily. There was no pain, just a fullness
and this warm mist. I was on my knees like a dog when
Tano returned to stick his black cock in my mouth. I
gripped it and did what I could. Chris was starting to
really pick up speed before slowing and stopping. He
climbed off the bed and went to wash his cock while I
slurped on Tano.
When he returned he replaced Tano and stuck his cock in
my mouth. I was a little disappointed but couldn't
really beg him to go back and fuck me. After all I am
straight. I was concentrating on sucking properly so
was not immediately aware that the movement around my
rear was in fact over ten inches of black thick meat
attempting to enter me. I tried to protest but Chris
held my jaw and Tano held my rear. He had a condom on,
or should I say nearly on as it could not stretch over
the whole cock, and was slowly pushing.
Initially I was fucking furious that he thought he
could violate me in this way until the mist came. Chris
passed a bottle of liquid under my nose and asked me to
inhale. I did. I flow of heat rushed over me and I
grabbed his cock as though it was the most fabulous
think in the world. My face flushed and Tano was
suddenly halfway up my arse.
He was good at it. He pulled back and gently pushed
again and back and in. The next time Chris asked me to
inhale, I did so deeply and was rewarded by having
almost all the cock in me and Tano really started to
fuck me. I was screaming with pleasure. Tano had his
hand around and was wanking my cock, Chris was wanking
furiously at my mouth and Tano was fucking me in the
hole. Without any warning Chris fired a blast of boy
cum straight in my face and mouth. Tano pushed with one
almighty heave and fired off in my hole and my cock
released its liquid to complete the trio of orgasms.
I collapsed. What had I done? What was I? I felt like
some whore slut, some bitch in heat that needed cock. I
was straight so what was I doing? I felt very guilty
and slipped into the shower room to clean up. I was
thankful that despite the hammering, for some reason
there was no mess. Was I born for this??
I did not have any more experiences in Tenerife and
Marie had some great sex. Well she let me shag her
twice which was good for her.
Obviously as I am straight, I have put the whole thing
down to a holiday experiment. I don't dislike black
guys now and I don't dislike poofs either, oh sorry –
gays! In fact on Marie's girls night out on a Thursday
I have taken to popping in to a gay bar in the town as
the guys are so nice and I really want to prove that us
straight guys can get on with them. They are so
friendly and a couple of them who seem to live
together, have actually invited me round to their flat
tonight for some drinks. I don't like to be bad
mannered so agreed.
You see, if they don't mind us straights, then I don't
mind gays.
kewtieboy@hotmail.com
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 46