Our Sexy Flights part 5

Our Sexy Flights part 5

I grabbed my cock between my clenched hands, just as I erupted. The girls sat back on their knees beneath me and opened their mouths in readiness to catch my pearly flow.

Hot, thick white globules of cum suddenly spurted from my throbbing cock as I jerked it hard and fast in front of them. It shot everywhere. It shot into their hair it shot onto their faces and it shot over their tits. I managed to control my aim a little better after the first rush of cum and it began to go directly into first one mouth then the other.
Both girls giggled in delight as they felt the hot Cummings hitting their skin and, when it entered their mouths, they swallowed it quickly in order to open their mouths and catch some more. Finally the eruption ceased and Adele and Linda took turns in sucking the remainder from the depths of my still throbbing shaft.

I eventually fell back onto the bed as Adele slid the vibe from my ass and began to lick it. Not to be out done Linda took it from her and licked it herself. Adele meanwhile began to lick up the cooling spunk from Linda’s face and tits. Linda soon followed suit until both girls were cleaned of my, cum with the exception of the drops that remained stuck to their hair.

Adele rose to her feet, helping Linda to do likewise before she picked up a ready rolled joint from the dressing table, lit it, and the 3 of us lay back at the top of the bed.

Relaxed with the Moroccan spiff my whole body was drained and I felt on top of the world. At that moment I was in heaven. If I had had any inkling as to what the next week would bring, out in the hot and arid desert, I would not have been so relaxed. The horror and the joys that were yet to befall us were still two days away.

I placed my hands on the two naked pussies either side of me as Linda held the joint to my lips and I sucked the mind releasing smoke deep into my lungs.

Adele’s thoughts

The hot Sahara sun hit my blonde streaked hair as I stepped down onto the cracked tarmac of the small airport at Bout Afro. I looked back at the small aircraft that we had chartered to fly us from Rabat to this out of the way Moroccan town on the edge of the Sahara Desert just a stone’s throw from the Algerian border. I smiled as I saw my friend Linda come from the shadows of the plane clutching my broad brimmed hat that I felt I suddenly needed desperately. I waited for her to reach the tarmac, took it from her with a polite thank you and placed it lightly onto my head.

Curtis, meanwhile, was handing the pilot a well earned tip before joining us on the short walk to the terminal building. No international flights ever landed here so there was no customs to report too; however a local policeman ushered us into the hot, non air conditioned waiting room and checked over our British passports in detail before asking us the reason for our visit to this region of Morocco. Curtis explained that we were on a back packing trip and had arranged a hotel in the town prior to us leaving the following day in the pre arranged land rover we had hired through a couple of friends of mine. Satisfied with this he said a cursory farewell and the 3 of us headed out of the airport.

The battered taxi soon had us outside of our small hotel and, as Curtis argued the fare with the old taxi driver, Linda and I headed inside to the cool of the air conditioned lobby. Linda was ahead of me as we started up the steps and my eyes fixed on her tight butt hidden, sexily, beneath the blue faded denims that looked like they had been poured onto her slender legs.

I smiled to myself as I remembered helping her into them earlier that day and the fun that we had trying to pull up the zipper. I told her at the time that, as sexy as they looked, she needed to be thinking more of comfort than of style. She had just laughed at me, kissed me on the lips, and replied that she wouldn’t be seen dead in the loose fitting grey trousers that I had chosen to wear.

No sooner were we ensconced in our room than she admitted to me that I was right and she was wrong and that she needed to get out of those tight jeans as soon as possible as they were killing her.

Curtis slipped out of the room to fetch some cold beers as Linda collapsed on the bed and I eagerly helped her out of her denims.

Not just for her comfort but for my pleasure. The pleasure of laying my eyes on that sexy body again had already got my own pussy seeping juices into my panties. No sooner were the jeans on the floor than I was on the bed with my hands around the bottom of her T shirt and yanking it roughly over her head. Her naked breasts stared up at me as I gazed down on her slim, sexy body; her red hair cascading down over her shoulders, her pert nipples standing proud from her ample breasts, her belly button highlighted by the silver piercing, her long, tanned legs stretching down from her panties; beneath which I knew her shaven pussy awaited my pleasuring. My hands went immediately to the buckle of my belt. 15 seconds later I was kneeling beside, her wearing just my blue panties that would soon follow my trousers onto the floor beside the bed.

Linda moaned as my lips gripped her left nipple and my tongue began to rasp roughly over it. My hand slid down to her pussy, hidden beneath the thin material of her panties, and I slid my fingers straight inside the elastic to find her naked slit waiting patiently for me. It was wet. Already my girl’s pussy was wet for me. I felt my own slit begin to moisten as my fingers dived into Linda’s and her moans increased. We were both ripe and ready for each other after the long day behind us travelling from my apartment to Rabat and then from Rabat to this small town in the ass end of Morocco.
I wasted no time in lingering fore play but suddenly slid Linda’s panties off her hips and onto the floor. Once her naked, shaved pussy was free of the material I dropped my head into her crutch and plunged my tongue deep and hard into her depths.

The delightful nectar that awaited my taste buds sent ripples of excitement through my body and I indulged myself in the sweet scent that rose erotically into my nostrils from her womanhood. Her taste was exquisite as the first drops of smooth, sweet feminine juices entered my waiting mouth. I licked frantically into the depths of her slit as she began to writhe beneath me on the bed. My teeth closed gently around one of her pink folds and I pulled gently before moving to the other one as it hung impatiently on the opposite side. Another gentle tug and then my tongue again plunged into the wet depths between her lovely lips. Linda began to gyrate, her hips in an effort to impale my probing tongue deeper into the recess that it was now ravishing.

I was kneeling between her open legs and I suddenly pulled my face away, grabbed her knees, pushed them as wide as I could so as to open her wondrous cunt to my gaze and then, using my elbows to keep her knees open, I slid my thumbs into the entrance of her wet slit and opened her up as if I was parting the segments of a ripe, juicy orange. My head dropped again and I stiffened my tongue so as to penetrate her as deep as was humanly possible. Linda screamed. A scream of pure pleasure emanated from her throat as my tongue dived in. I licked. I sucked. I dived into her depths again and again as she screamed at me to make her cum. I needed no telling as my mouth drank greedily from the juices that began to flood into it as I sucked, licked and fucked at her soaking wet cunt. Suddenly I felt a slight tremble ripple through her just as she started to scream loudly beneath me.

Oh My God. Oh God. Oh Adele; Adele; Oh Yes -Yes.

I pulled my head away and sat back on my knees gazing into her soft, glazed eyes. I was not ready to let her cum just yet. I wanted to tease her some more; to torment her; to bring her to the edge, pull her back, and then return her to the heights of ecstasy. Her body relaxed beneath me as she realized what I was doing. She smiled at me as her pending orgasm subsided and she mouthed the words.

You Bitch; you tormenting bitch.

She smiled again and I smiled back and blew her a tender kiss before suddenly dropping my head, opening up her cunt and diving back in. Up till then I had not touched her tiny bud hidden within the pink folds at the top of her womanhood. But now my tongue rasped over it briefly before plunging back into her depths. Then out again and back to her clitoris. Her body arched and her hips drove upwards as she forced her open pussy onto my face. She wanted me deep. She wanted my tongue to fuck her hard and fast and I decided that it was time to end her delightful torment as I drove my stiff tongue back into her swollen slit, slid it out again and then plunged back inside her incredible wetness. Her screams began again as I fucked inside her, licked her, paused to swallow her juices and then licked again. A slight nip on her now exposed bud, another flick of my tongue up the length of her swollen lips, a brief dive back inside her and she was beyond the point of no return.

I moved my hand upwards and rammed two stiff fingers deep and hard into her cunt just as my mouth sucked again on her protruding clit. Linda screamed. She screamed a scream of ultimate pleasure as her whole body trembled and I knew, without looking, that her eyes were watering, as they nearly always do, when she has such a wild orgasm. Her hips drove upwards again and the trembling increased as the orgasm hit her every senses and her juices squirted out onto my thrusting fingers.

To be continued