Dara Visits a Resort

When I looked at Pihu, she made kissing motions toward me, and I found myself returning them. It felt both slightly sinful but also very soul-warming, my heart saw her as a woman who was wise in the ways of pleasure; like a sensei only in sex, not the martial arts. I noticed that Sung looked at Pihu and his gaze showed a bit of lust for her. I did not think he wanted to sex with her, but he found her saggy breasts - stiff nipples attractive. The others also noticed that, but did not seem to mind.

Kawin was very gentle as he moved in her, it was clear she was getting a lot out of it. So was he, the position undoubtably made her very tight. Finally Kawin took his cock out of her pussy. Pihu managed to look obscene when she sucked the tip into her mouth, then he re-adjusted his position and slid carefully into her ass. I thought Pihu must be very skilled at anal sex, she shifted a little to meet him but showed no discomfort when he entered her body. He moved like it was routine, although I cannot imagine that it was for anybody else in that position. Still, they had been married a long time, and she was clearly at a level far above mine, in terms of adapting her own body. Both Sung and I slowed down, we had to watch the two experienced lovers as they enjoyed this new arrangement.

I was being fucked in a very familiar way, and very well, I might add. The feelings of being so close to another loving couple doing loving sex was very powerful and sexy. So in a very short time I found myself at the edge of a climax. I began to moan at the way Sung was rubbing against me with each stroke. He was arousing me again, and it went quickly.

I heard some movement next to me; Pihu seemed to be praying. She had moved to the doggie position, except her upper body was flat on the bed and her arms were reaching out over her head - very much like prayer. Maybe she was; I do not understand the role of sex for them. She was on her knees, her hips were raised and Kawin was fucking her ass that way.

She turned her head to the side so she could look at me. Our eyes met, she was almost in a trance but still sharing herself with me in some way. Also, I could see that she was not entirely there, like she was praying or concentrating. Or maybe she was out of her body sipping tea already with mighty Whosits. Her lips moved as if in a chant. I opened myself to it, trying to make the connection a two-way one. It took a few moments, but then we were there. We connected as women while our lusty men enjoyed our bodies. We started to breathe together, it was easy to match her pace with mine. I felt the sharing of arousal. I also felt the urge to join her in the chant, except I did not know the words.

I could not let my connection with Sung fade, so I spoke. "Darling, you feel so good to me moving like that."

She said the same to Kawin right after me. "Darling, you feel so good to me moving like that... I am so close baby."

I felt what she said so I said, "I am close baby... very close... you are so good to me."

She said, "You are so good... keep it...Oh Yes... that is just right."

I said "Keep it... Oh darling... you are moving just right."

Saying the words together lifted all four of us emotionally. It did not matter that we were not touching, in a way we were all closer together.

Suddenly the feelings came upon both of us. We were speaking louder, very close together. I could not really hear her but I know they we said almost the same words. I said to my husband, "Oh YESSS... That is so GOOD... OH YES... ALMOST YESSSSS... AHHHHGGGGG!" Our dual, nearly simultaneous climaxes pulled our men along. The both grunted as they fired their balls a heartbeat or so after us. I am sure one was first, but from the sounds and the movements I saw, I do not know who it was.

I felt Sung's spasms as he released his sperm inside of me and for a moment I thought prayer and sex and love had all combined into one wonderful complete all-enveloping pleasure.

-

When we got up we went to the showers. I expected to use the smaller units for privacy, except I didn't want to leave Pihu. She must have felt the same, because she took my hand and led me to one of the private showers that had room for two. Our men let us, I heard them start the group shower.

Pihu and I needed to be with each other, to touch a shoulder or an arm and discharge the web of strong erotic feelings between us. We also both needed to clean up. There was no hugging or kissing or such, it was not that type of feeling, but it was a pleasure for me to be near her for a little longer, and I think she felt the same.

When we were done we rejoined our men, a passionate kiss said all that needed to be said, then we were off to our rooms. Pihu and I would see each other tomorrow in the sunbathing area, and the men would do tennis and drinks. Or maybe just the drinks, because this evening was so exhausting.

Actually, they did more tennis and no drinks, they claimed they each felt years younger, but a little stiff.

-

Kawin was the one who suggested our next naked meeting. Thursday night was another couples night in the sex room, but we were all less pleased about what they called the "breeding shed" arrangements. The consensus was that "once was an experience, but twice would be a chore." So instead he suggested to Sung that we meet in one of our rooms, for naked play. He suggested it to Rafe, but he had another near-sacred obligation (poker, pool or dominos, I was not clear) scheduled. However, Tammy was free join us. That seemed strange but Sung and Kawin were strangely fine with it.

So on Thursday evening Pihu, Kawin, and Tammy joined Sung and I in our room. Their clothes came off, we were already there and there was nothing to hide. Pihu and Tammy showed off some of the toys they had brought. As a start the three of us women pleasured ourselves with "Magic Wands" while the guys watched. Tammy and Pihu quickly made physical contact; I was hesitant but holding hands, or hugging another woman seemed fairly innocent, and the men clearly approved. At her request, and with Sung's approval, I held Tammy tightly from behind as she took a climax from the toy. It was an enjoyable sharing experience an innocent like me had never thought of.

Next Pihu held me, face to face so our breasts were pressed together, while Tammy used the toy to summon my climax. I very much wanted to kiss Pihu, and I knew she was willing, but I just could not bring myself to cross that line. Still, it was a pleasure to be connected to both women when I had that climax.

Tammy and Pihu did not have an issue with contact, they plainly liked kissing in many places and the men liked watching them kiss passionately.

I wondered how Tammy would fit in with the men. Well, Kawin and Pihu were open to more contact, when Pihu mounted her husband's cock she invited Tammy to settle herself on Kawin's mouth. Then, when Kawin and Pihu took the doggie position, Pihu summoned Tammy to settle on her back, where Pihu could taste Tammy's sex as a delayed kiss from her husband. Eventually Pihu and Tammy got in a 69, with Pihu on the bottom, and then Kawin fucked Tammy's pussy while Pihu's mouth pleasured both. In that position Pihu got off first from Tammy's enthusiastic mouth-work.

During all this I whispered to Sung, asking if he wanted me "like that." Her replied that like a movie it was nice to watch others, but he wanted me all to himself tonight. He said it in a way that suggested things might be different in the future, but not anytime soon. I believed that answer was honest.

I should mention that it was not non-stop sex, those events were spread over two hours. We stopped from time-to-time so we could refresh ourselves, talk, and - for the men as needed - recover. That night was the first time Sung had me "sloppy;" after he came in me the first time early on he recovered very quickly while watching the others. In about 40 minutes he was into my body again, albeit with a very different feel, and a lot more endurance. We both remarked how it felt very different.

I was not sure it that counted as "sloppy seconds" because in stories the term was always used when there were at least two men. I was not looking to spread my legs for a second man, it was just something that I thought of for the stories I wrote. I would have to do more research.

As the evening drew toward a close Pihu asked me a question about Tuesday night, when Sung was eating me at the start. That prompted me to ask Sung what he had done to me with his mouth Tuesday, keeping me from cumming as he built up what I called the "pleasure pressure."

"I was going to make you squirt," he said. "But while I was doing it I changed my mind, my thought was that you might freak-out, afraid it was something else, and in a public place... you were wound too tight for that particular surprise. However, with Pihu's words to help and reassure you, we might do that now. I think you would want a wise, experienced woman to speak of it. Also, she might help the process, it would just require one of her fingers inside of you."

Pihu nodded her agreement, and I had to admit her wisdom and experience put me at ease. Clearly she had talked to Sung about this and had Kawin's blessing. I asked her, to make sure, "You will put a finger into me? Into my pussy? But my husband will pleasure me with his mouth. Is that correct?"

"Yes. Think of it like a medical procedure, our contact will be an informed touch, nothing more."

"What about Kawin?"

"I assume he will leave..."

Tammy broke in. "Rafe was wondering... well, would you mind if Kawin and I did... well, Rafe wants me really sloppy."

Pihu smiled broadly. "Not at all," Pihu said to her. "I am sure he would enjoy another ride." Pihu turned to me and spoke in Thai. "I have mentioned that my husband allows me extra pleasures. I give him the same consideration when possible, and a blond beach bunny is a rare and very attractive treat to him."

I was going to ask if his wife was a bigger treat, but I held my tongue. Well, that behavior was not how I would be generous to my husband, but they had a different background. Also, I read and write porn, so people doing such things was not exactly news to me. But I still thought it was strange.

First Sung said I must go to the bathroom, empty myself, and then wash. "You must do this so when it happens you know it is not the wrong thing, that you have not dishonored yourself and offended me. Do you understand?"

I did. I was afraid of having an "accident" the first time he pleasured me with his mouth. Here we were trying to arrange something that felt like an accident. I was skeptical of success but I did as he asked.

When I came back Tammy and Kawin were not there. I asked where they had moved to practice their transfer of bodily fluids. Pihu said that, for most people, the presence of another couple "doing that" would be a help, but that I was the exception that proved the rule. Pihu and Sung both leapt a straight face, but I felt I was being made fun of in some way. I didn't say anything, but it may have slowed the process in some way.

We started with oral sex, specifically me in the 69 position with Sung at the bottom. He did not ask for my attention, but it seemed entirely normal for me to try to improve my very meager oral skills on my husband's member; he showed great appreciation at my unbidden attempt. He got to his part of the business, applying his lips and tongue to my sex parts, stoking my arousal like the flame of of campfire. (I was the fire-maker when we lived in the forest.) Pihu could not help embracing my body and kissing my back for a time, it seemed very sincere and I appreciated it. I also appreciated how she did not show affection to Sung. I would miss her, we had not known each other long but I felt very close to her.

Sung was very successful, he soon had me "over-aroused" as I had been the other night; I felt aroused and like I should attain release, but I did not have the trigger I needed, there was nothing to make me release the charge which I felt I had to do something with.

I felt Pihu's finger touch me close to where my husband's mouth was pleasuring me. She was being careful to make me used to her without adding to my excitement. I admit the touch of a woman was new to me, and exciting. I knew there were women who were happy to be with other women, for the first time I could see that might work, although I had no desire to try it. Pihu spent a few moments working her way inside of my body, where I wanted Sung's cock, except his tongue on my clit was doing so much to pleasure me that I could not imagine asking him to move or do anything different. My arousal and need to release the tension grew, I started to wiggle and moan, but I had no way to know what to do, I was helpless at the rising point of the peak. Frustration became part of the emotion coursing through me. Sung gently held my head down as the tip of his manhood rested in my mouth.

Then things moved very quickly. Pihu said how I was beautiful and so sweet. At the same time she pressed her finger into my body just a bit deeper, to where she turned a corner and stroked or rubbed, just for a moment inside. That was what set off the explosion. I lost all control, I moaned and hugged my husband as suddenly I made, what felt to me, like a serious effort to drown him. I mean, his nose was right there below my hole when suddenly I was releasing fluid. Of course, the only fluid I had ever actually released there was piss, so suddenly I was convinced I was pissing all over my husband's face, despite the fact that I had just emptied myself, so it could not be what I thought it was. My mind was submerged in pleasure as all the release I had stored up suddenly ran through me, like turning on the shower hard, except this was a really good feeling, not water, and it was inside me the way a shower was outside.

At full power the feeling lasted three moments, which seemed to me like a very long time. Then, as the sensation started to fade, I was aware of other things. One was the way my pussy was clenched around Pihu's finger; she was trying to take it out but my body was very much opposed to that idea. My body associated that finger with overwhelming pleasure, and my body did not want to lose that pleasure.

I found I was hugging Sung very strongly, I had even worked one arm under his back despite our combined weight trying to stop my arm. I did not recall doing that. In the same manner, it seemed that I had taken his cock into my mouth rather farther than I ever had and I was holding with my tongue and lips with great tightness, but in a way that gave him no pain as my teeth stayed out of the way. Clearly my husband was very brave to trust me not to bite anything delicate.

I felt that I should be very ashamed for pissing on him like that. Except his body said he was pleased. He worked us around so we were face to face and kissed me with his wet face. I was scared, and felt that I deserved punishment like a pet that is not house-trained, but what I found on his lips was a sensation that my mind classified as "sexual" rather than anything else. I was quite surprised. I had read in stories where women "squirted" and I guessed that I was not one of those women. Sung and Pihu both confirmed that was exactly what had happened. They said it would get easier in time, but was not automatic by any means. I had to be "in a special place" as well as very aroused. Then being touching in the special place, inside, was key.

Now I knew the sensation, and with that knowledge I could work on it some more.

I wanted to thank Sung, but I also knew I wanted to thank Pihu. A look and Sung said that I could embrace and kiss her as a lover if I wanted. It was not normal for me, but at that moment I wanted, and she was willing, so I pressed myself against her and kissed her as a dear lover. Pleasures lit up my through my entire body as we embraced; suddenly she was a person and a lover, not a woman. I am not saying I wanted to go down on her, but suddenly it was like a window (NOT a door) was opened, and I could see the wonders I might find there, with this so-wise woman to guide me.

When we broke her eyes said that she knew it too. I heard her say "maybe someday" even if no words were spoken. Part of the history in our Faith includes djinn and their powers, for a moment I wondered if I beheld such a creature.

After that we rested. I served refreshments and we talked about what had happened. Pihu explained about the part inside my body, the spongy are she had touched by crooking her finger. With her instructions I was able to find it in myself. It was a trigger of sorts, but it could only work when particular conditions were met, including a very high level of arousal. Sung added that he had learned, on some women, how he could "overstimulate" them without setting them off. His method was to use his tongue on the clit, but to avoid touching in the particular way that ended to process with a regular climax. He admitted that he had to work with many women to get the process right. I said ruefully that I guessed I owed those women a debt of thanks. He said he doubted that I would ever meet any of them, and I admit those words comforted me.

Liar. Well, maybe not, he was using future tense.

I had no problem giving thanks to Pihu "my teacher." At the end of the evening I was very comfortable with all the naked flesh and sex going on. However, I admitted that I was not ready to go farther with anyone.

But I did tell Pihu privately, the next day, that if we were alone, I might be closer to willing. Pihu said she appreciated the thought, and that my words of gratitude were enough. However, she gave me her email, so we could keep in touch. Maybe I would find some time to visit next time I was in Bangkok.

After Pihu left Sung and I alone, my husband was aroused to repeatedly express his desire. He was a stallion, he pleasured my body four times that night, all in the missionary position where he was especially ardent with his kisses and words of praise. He had no interest in any other conversation, he was in a very unusual state, almost like he was under a spell of some sort. Fortunately the light was off and the room was very dark. Since meeting him I appreciated my husband more, but I cannot say I liked his face in excess.

-

Many adult stories talk of a woman's body "awakening" to sex. Frankly, I did not believe it would happen. Until it did. Sometime during the night, when my husband reached out for me and his voice, full of need and desire, called out "my wife," that happened to me. The combination of repeated orgasmic sex with my husband, as well as the feeling of closeness I felt with all the people on Tuesday and Thursday nights, opened my mind to awakening. His great need, expressed in sounds and acts, flipped the switch and made it so.

I realized that up until that moment I had been afraid of sex, like there was a punishment and shame waiting for children who enjoyed it, But I was no longer a child. Like Pihu and Tammy and Minny and the other women in the room on Tuesday, I was a woman who ate and slept and dressed and had pleasure in sex with my man. Giving and getting sexual pleasure was what made a woman beautiful, whether she had sagging breasts with pointy nipples, or tiny breasts with tiny nipples.

Like there were some foods that were best avoided in excess, sex had some implications, especially in excess. But I suddenly saw that discomfort was not damnation, and before I had always equated the two.

I would not say that I was "fully awakened as a sexual woman," I had not experienced all that was possible, and I still dreaded some parts. But I had taken a great step on the road.

It was at breakfast the next morning before we could carry on a normal conversation without jumping each other. And when breakfast was done I dragged my husband to the bed for a sincere try at oral sex, to wake the sleepy exhausted business, and then mounted him for a quickie that was my own pleasure. When we were done I left him, his clothes half off, on the bed. I had by tanning and exercises to attend to, and the sun would not wait for my convenience.