Golf and Sex

"So I immediately thought of you." said my mate Dave, which meant that he'd already asked several people who had all said 'no'. I regarded him as a mate, not a friend, and tended to take everything he said with a pinch of salt, we played some golf together, we drank beer together, usually in a group with others. He was prone to exaggeration, mostly about his own exploits but for all that, he was good company.

The matter under consideration was a golf trip, one that he'd been going on for several years, usually somewhere warm, Spain, Portugal and latterly Türkiye where the courses were getting a good reputation and the hotels were very good and all-inclusive. He'd always laid it on thick about what a great time he'd had, what scores he had shot, usually sprinkled with some tallish tales about how the women were falling over to get into bed with him.

"Why aren't you going this year then Dave?" I asked the key question.

"Well Rebecca has found out what goes on and I'm banned forever."

"Come on Dave, that's not like Rebecca." I'd met her several times and found her very likeable, far too nice to be married to Dave, and always seemingly very tolerant of his peccadilloes. "Surely a week away playing golf and a few beers doesn't upset her that much."

"It's not the golf or the beers, or being away, someone told her about the women. I'd always said it was blokes only, eight of us, but in fact it's eight blokes and eight women, and when I say the women are up for it, they are seriously up for it. A different one every night."

Now he was getting into the realms of his fantasies and I was tempted to tell him to find someone else to take his place. "So what's it going to cost?"

"Two grand, all in, flights, transfers, buggies, the works."

I thought about it, £2,000 for a week's golf was quite steep, but if it was as good as he said, leaving aside the fairy tale about the women, then perhaps I was interested. I wasn't married, I had two divorces under my belt, no current serious entanglements and was quite comfortably off. I knew getting the time off work would not be a problem, so I agreed to take his place.

He put me in touch with the organiser and we clarified all the details, a quick bit of research on the internet confirmed my thoughts that we were playing some good courses and the hotels certainly looked excellent. I paid over my money and waited for the time to come round.

I found myself looking forward to it, I was an affable sort of bloke, made friends quite easily and thought I'd have no problem fitting in with the group. I'd been a bit of a arrogant arsehole in my youth, hence my first divorce, married too young, thought I could still play football, cricket and golf like a single man, which didn't find particular favour with my wife. In fact we were probably totally unsuited for each other, except for the fact that we both liked sex. No, actually we both lived and breathed sex. We couldn't get enough of it. It all fell apart when I came home early from a cancelled match to find her in bed with someone else.

I swore I'd learned my lesson and married again, I even gave up football and cricket, but still played golf. What broke us up this time was the issue of children. She was a career girl, a high flyer and I wanted children, I was an only child and wanted my kids to have brothers and sisters. Sarah wanted to wait, and so we waited and waited until I could wait no more. Perhaps I was wrong but I laid down an ultimatum, set a timetable now.

To my surprise she agreed, six months she asked for to get her head round the idea. All was well and then she stopped taking the pill and we started trying for a family. One month went by, then another and another and still she wasn't pregnant. That was when I found the pack of half used contraceptive pills. I confronted her, she wasn't going to waste her life wiping the arses and snotty noses of a load of kids, she told me. She was going places, so I could either accept that or fuck off.

I fucked off.

Which left me pretty much where I was now, mid thirties and single, still very much enjoying sex with a few like minded female companions upon whom I could call when I tired of my right hand. I half hoped that Dave wasn't lying about the women on the golf trip, a change would be nice.

So when I rocked up at Gatwick with my suitcase and golf bag to find, as promised, eight women and seven other men, my hopes rose. The women varied in age between about thirty and fifty, all reasonable attractive, although some were obviously married and with their husbands, it was the matching suitcases that gave the game away. Time would tell.

I introduced myself, everyone seemed very pleasant and friendly and I was looking forward even more to the trip, the weather in England had been awful all winter and into spring, and I was hopeful of some golf with the sun on my back. Pretty much everyone else seemed to know each other, and I sat on the plane with the other single men for the four hour flight.

As ever the journey dragged, but finally we were at the hotel and checked in. It was suggested we went and played nine holes on the hotel's own course, there was still plenty of daylight left and about half of us did in fact do so.

There's nothing like playing golf for getting to know someone quickly, the people I played with were open and friendly, took it just seriously enough without going overboard and I quickly decided it was going to be a good trip. We only had a quick pint afterwards, people still had to unpack properly and we split up and I went back to my room.

Unpacking took me no time at all and it was still an hour and a half before dinner, so I changed into my swim shorts and headed for the pool which at that time of day was relatively uncrowded. I had a quick swim to rinse away the cobwebs and then lay back on one of the sun loungers. It was great to feel the warmth of the sun on my body after the winter we'd had, perhaps I'd manage to get a bit of a tan if I persevered for an hour or so each day after golf. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" I opened my eyes to see an attractive woman about my age, peering down at me. She was wearing a bikini that did little to hide what was an attractive body. I looked around, there were plenty of available loungers in unoccupied areas, so why did she want to sit right next to me?

"Sorry," she continued, "you don't remember me do you?" My blank look must have given her the answer. "I'm Anna. I'm with the golf trip, you know, the one you're on as well, we met at Gatwick." I felt a complete fool, but there had been a lot of people to meet all at once.

"I do apologise," I stood up and offered her my hand which she took. "I'm Jason."

"Yes, Dave's friend and replacement. He'll be sorely missed." I wasn't sure how to take that but left it at face value for the time being. We sat down as she continued, "Are you sorted for tonight?" Another blank look from me, she must have thought I was a complete idiot.

"Sorted?"

She gave me an exasperated look, "Didn't Dave explain how all this works?" She waved her hand airily around.

"Perhaps not in as much detail as necessary." I replied, hoping she'd fill me in.

"OK, let's start at the beginning. Over breakfast Peter announces who will be playing with whom, and that drives who shares buggies. With me so far? Good. Then it's up to the four of you to sort out who is sleeping with whom that night. Of course you don't actually have to stick to that if you arrange something independently."

"Sleeping with?" Now I was sounding even more like an idiot.

"How much detail do you want, fucking, you know, cock in cunt?"

It suddenly all fell into place, Dave's references to everyone being 'up for it', his wife finding out about what really went on. The light must have been flashing above my head as Anna repeated, "So are you sorted for tonight?"

"No," I admitted.

"That's very remiss of us all not to take you under our wing a bit more, I'd offer to step into the breach myself, but I do have a longstanding arrangement. Let me see what I can arrange."

We moved onto more mundane matters, although my mind was still reeling at what had just come into very clear focus. I tracked back over the women in the group, pretty much all of them were beddable, even the fifty year old had a nice body, although she did have a bit of a stern demeanour.

As for Anna beside me, the mere thought of her was startling to give me an erection and I subtly lifted one knee the better to hide the growing bulge in my shorts. I cast a surreptitious glance her way, a lovely trim figure and some breasts that looked perfect for playing with. Was everyone really so.... 'available' was the only word I could come up with? What about the clearly married couples?

As for tonight, I could hardly go round everybody, cap in hand, "Fancy a fuck?" I giggled at the inanity of the situation, how had I let myself get involved in this? I should have known better with Dave. But still, the idea was starting to gain traction in my mind, a different woman every night? My hand tugged unconsciously at my cock, a movement picked up on by Anna who grinned at me.

"I see you're getting into the spirit of things already, I'll leave you to it and see what I can do. See you at dinner." She stood as did I, rather awkwardly given the state of my cock and we shook hands again, then she left, my eyes following the swagger of a very appealing backside. I let myself back down to the sun bed, this was already turning out to be a very interesting trip.

The sun waned and I headed back to my room for a shower and to change for dinner. My cock still hadn't completely subsided and I stroked it affectionately, the stroking became a little more vigorous and then almost frantic as my arousal soared and then I was cumming, cum spurting powerfully from my cock all over the shower before being washed away. Feeling a little foolish, I finished up and dressed for dinner.

Drinks in the bar were friendly, everyone catching up with each other and I surveyed the gathering, trying to work out who was paired with whom. Anna sidled up to me and whispered, "I'm sorry, no luck so far, everyone seems to be eager to rekindle old relationships. I'll keep trying."

Over dinner I saw Anna was deep in conversation with another young woman, she was petite and very pretty. At one point they both looked up at me as I was looking at them and we all looked down, almost in embarrassment. What was being said, I wondered?

After dinner pretty much everyone repaired to the bar, breaking up into smaller groups and I joined one of those, feeling a little like the proverbial spare prick at a wedding. Anna came over and I stood, "Sorted! Come up to my room, 934, at ten o'clock, you can join us."

'Us'? What was I getting myself into? Now wasn't the time to ask and I sat back down, already looking forward to seeing a lot more of Anna, but who else as well? People were already drifting off, it was nine-thirty and I returned to my room to freshen up and clean my teeth, then sat nervously twiddling my thumbs until five to. Right! Here goes.

I found 934 and tapped gently on the door, almost hopping from foot to foot in nervous anticipation. It opened, just a foot or so, and Anna's head poked round the edge. "Perfect timing. Come in." The head disappeared and I pushed the door fully open and went in. Retreating away from me was the same swaggering backside as I'd seen at the pool, only this one was bare, the globes of her bum moving sensuously beneath a bare back.

Beyond her, on the bed, reclined the petite young woman, equally naked, her pert breasts pointing skywards. Anna turned to face me and I gasped, Venus had nothing on the woman before me, she had the most delectable breasts, that classic ski-jump shape, topped with pointed pink nipples. Her waist was slim and trim, flaring out to her hips, and between her legs just a neat slit, not a hair in sight.

"Jason, this is Sarah." Instinctively I held my hand out then dropped it back to my side.

"Thank you for agreeing to.... er, share with..." I dried up, feeling very foolish.

"Come on Jason, don't be shy, get those clothes off and let's see if your cock matches up to the bulge I saw in your shorts earlier, Sarah's been dying to see it." I felt myself going red as I pulled my shirt off, and taking a deep breath, shoved my shorts and underwear down. My cock sprang up, needless to say after what I'd just seen, it was rock hard and even I was impressed by its size.

"Mmmm, trust you to sniff out a nice cock Anna, come here Jason and let me examine it." I stepped up to the bed and Sarah swung her legs round to sit on the edge giving me an unobstructed view of another perfect looking pussy. Her breasts fell into their gravity induced shape, rivalling those of Anna. I could scarcely believe my luck.

Sarah took hold of my cock, peering intently at it, then seemingly satisfied, slipped it between her lips. I nearly passed out from the incredible sensation that swept through me as she sucked me deep into her mouth. I looked down to see her lips round it and her eyes staring up amusedly at me. She slipped me from her mouth, "Didn't think a couple of Lesbians could suck cock did you?" she asked.

"We're not real Lesbians," clarified Anna, looking on, "we just like fucking each other, but a nice cock never goes amiss, now let me have a go." She sat down beside Sarah and pulled me round to face her, drawing me into her mouth, sending that sensation through me again. Her hand was clasped round the base, stroking as her mouth slid up and down my shaft, then Sarah took me again and once more I was engulfed in her mouth, both hands busy working.

She released me and rolled onto the bed taking Anna with her, arms round each other lips locked in a passionate kiss. I looked on wondering what to do, clearly these two were long-time lovers and I felt more than a little left out and awkward. That feeling was dispelled when they broke apart, "Sorry," said Anna, "got a bit carried away there, come and join us." They broke apart and indicated I should join them, it had been many, many years since I'd been in a threesome and I grinned at the memory, it had been with my first wife and unsurprisingly we'd had a great time.

I lay on the bed beside Anna who turned to face me and our mouths met in a long kiss, I was surprised at the tongue snaking into my mouth, but it gave me a fair indication of where this was all going and I slid a hand between us to cup a firm breast. A hand gripped my cock, it wasn't Anna's but Sarah's reaching over Anna to me, she wanted in on the act as well.

Anna rolled onto her back, flattening her breasts but giving me greater access which I took advantage of by slipping my mouth down over her chest and sucking a nipple into my mouth. Sarah's lips replaced mine on Anna's mouth, but she retained her hold on my cock, sliding her hand up and down the shaft. This was getting complicated, but I revelled in being so intimate with two such attractive women, the difficulty was deciding who and what to do next?

A pussy seemed a good choice and Anna's was more convenient, my hand slid between her legs which obligingly opened and I slipped my fingers into her soft folds, running then along a moist slit until I found her pussy opening and eased one inside. She was deliciously warm and wet inside and I pushed it right in, my palm pressing on her clit. I could feel her pushing back up against me and began to pump my finger in and out of her.

A second finger joined the first, her pussy was tighter round me now and I could feel her walls squeezing me as they stretched open. She was getting wetter, her natural lubrication easing the passage of my fingers as they drove in and out, could I fit a third in? I could and there was an immediate response from her as her hips began to undulate, rolling against my hand, an urgency coming to her movements.

Perhaps it was time to move things on and I eased myself down until I was lying between her legs, my face level with a very pretty pussy. Now a pussy is a pussy, but some are nicer than others and this was certainly one of the better ones. There was just a hint of her inner labia for most of its length but at the top it opened up like a flower, or a butterfly's wings I decided. Was it pretty enough to kiss? It certainly was and I pressed my mouth to it, gently at first, nibbling and nuzzling with my lips at those folds of flesh and then teasing her by transferring my attentions to anywhere but her pussy.

I kissed along her inner thighs, over her mons, each passing of her pussy getting the lightest of caresses from my lips, I could sense her frustration growing, much as I could sense her mounting arousal and knew that my teasing could not continue indefinitely. Back to her pussy went my lips, a tender kiss then harder, and just as I would a mouth, I pushed my tongue out. Now I've been told that I have a long tongue and after considerable practice I'd found that I could actually get it inside a woman's pussy, my first wife was the initial beneficiary of this, but subsequent lovers have confirmed how incredible the sensation is.

So it seemed with Anna, she practically launched herself off the bed as if she'd received an electric shock and a scream broke from her lips. I saw Sarah look down at me almost in alarm and I wiggled my tongue at her and she grinned knowingly. Back to Anna and I was running my tongue up and down her slit, down almost as far as her arsehole, I'd save that for later I thought, and then up to her clit.

I found the small pea sized bump and teased it with the tip of my tongue before giving it a broader lick and then back down again. I could have gone on all day, her juices were flowing freely from her pussy now, fresh tasting on my tongue and I felt as though I was in heaven.

Sarah clearly decided she wanted in on the act and she sat up and then threw a leg over Anna's shoulders, straddling her head. From my vantage point I could see her pussy lips, darker than her skin, then they disappeared from view as Anna's mouth closed over them. Multi-tasking was definitely a skill I decided, as I feasted my eyes on the sight above me as well as continued to lick and kiss Anna's pussy. Just! How Anna was able to cope I did not know, her hands were clasped round Sarah's bum, pulling her harder against her probing tongue and I could see her fingers dipping into her crease, toying with her arsehole. What a sight!

Then it all changed, whether from long established practice or honed instincts I didn't know, but Sarah rolled away, followed by Anna whose pussy disappeared from my ambit. Then it became clear, Sarah was now on her back and Anna was between her legs, still licking and kissing her pussy, and in front of me was that perfect backside, elevated to the ideal position atop Anna's kneeling legs. I could see her puckered hole, the ruched skin darker, the tiniest of holes in the centre and below that her pussy, glistening with our combined fluids.

The invitation was clear and I fully intended to accept. I raised myself up on my knees and shuffled behind her, my cock leading the way, as hard and as big as I'd rarely seen before. Carefully I guided it to the entrance to her pussy, plainly visible in her parted folds, I felt the tip engage and I pushed firmly in. It felt heavenly, I could see her lips stretching round my cock as it disappeared inch by inch inside her until our bodies met. For a second or two she paused her assault on Sarah's pussy, her head lifting up and then she resumed her ministrations as I began to slide my cock in and out.

I could feel the tightness of her walls gripping me as my cock slipped easily through the slickness of her pussy, each thrust stimulating the crown as it forced her apart. It had been a while since I'd last been inside a pussy and to be inside this one was a pleasure. There seemed no haste, we'd established a rhythm quickly, my thrusts pushing her against Sarah's pussy as she licked and kissed it.

Sarah was lying back, her hands on her breasts, toying with her nipples, like little buttons, hard in the centre now, her eyes were shut and I was able to take it all in without appearing to be staring. Was it going to be like this every night I wondered? Perhaps not necessarily with these two again if Anna and for that matter, Dave could be believed. No wonder he was upset that he couldn't be here.

I could just see Anna's breasts swinging gently below her body, her nipples were bigger than Sarah's, the areola melding seamlessly into the flesh of her breast. My browsing was interrupted by a whimper from Sarah, her eyes were open now, staring at me and her fingers were tugging painfully at her nipples. I could see her hips thrusting up hard against Anna's mouth, she was almost hanging on for dear life as her movements became more violent.

Even I could see what was about to happen, and then it did, with a shrill cry Sarah's body began to buck and writhe as her orgasm swept through her, her eyes were wide open as was her mouth, but no sound was coming out, nor did appear she was breathing. Then she crashed back to the bed, completely limp.

Anna lifted her head and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She turned her head and smiled at me, the message was clear, 'my turn next'. I grasped her hips and started to pump harder in and out, my cock disappearing and then re-appearing glistening with her juices. I could feel the effect it was having on me now, my arousal was growing, that sensation of an impending orgasm sparking into life deep inside me. I could control it for now, but knew that sooner or later, and possibly sooner, it was going to erupt whether I wanted it to or not.

I sensed, then felt a hand between her legs, brushing against my cock, she started to stroke her clit, rubbing little circles round it and then a more vigorous action, she too was driving herself on. Movement beside me, Sarah had recovered and was now kneeling beside us, her head not a foot from where my cock was plunging deep into Anna's pussy, seeming intent on getting as close a view as possible. She looked up at me and smiled, then back again, not wanting to miss a beat.

Deep inside me I felt that inexorable tightening, I knew what it meant, I wasn't going to be able to escape the inevitable for much longer and had to do something. I put my forefinger in my mouth and wet it, then placed it against Anna's tight hole, I could see it stretching and contracting in time to my thrusts and just as it stretched, I pushed gently but firmly in. It met with initial resistance then slipped knuckle deep inside. Anna's back arched and then I felt her pussy clamp round my cock, my finger caught in a similar vice and then she pushed hard back against me. The end of my cock collided with her cervix and she began to shudder.

Sarah grinned at me, her hand cupping one of Anna's breasts, "Cum in her!" she mouthed at me. The thought of my cum in Anna's pussy was too much for my already overloaded senses and my cock erupted, spurting again and again into that snug haven, before my cum began to leak out of the sides and run down her legs. I felt her slip away from me, collapsing forward onto the bed followed by Sarah. Their arms went round each other as they settled into a tight embrace, lips locked together. I looked on, unsure as to what to do, then Sarah looked up at me, holding an arm out and I joined the two of them, doing my best to hug both. Someone pulled the covers up and we snuggled down into the warmth.

I must have dozed, but not for long, when I came to we were still in that embrace, but both Sarah and Anna were asleep. What was the etiquette here? Not wishing to outstay my welcome, and still feeling a little guilty for gate-crashing their evening, I slipped carefully out of bed and dressed, then with a long backward look at the two sleeping lovers, I left them to it.

My bed felt very cold and lonely as I got in, the images of a most memorable evening still fresh in my mind, initially sleep wouldn't come but when it did, I crashed until my alarm woke me with a jolt in the morning.

I made it for breakfast, about half were already there and I slipped into the group as unobtrusively as I could. I had just started to eat when Anna plonked herself down beside me. "Where did you get to last night?" she whispered, "Sarah was really pissed off that she didn't get to fuck you. Says you owe her one, a big one." Her hand snaked out below the table and found my cock. "Hmm, though perhaps not right now."

Any further conversation was made impossible as Peter, the organiser, stood up. "Right, I hope everyone had a restful night," there were general titters and many exchanged glances, "these are the groups and buggy arrangements for today." He started to read out the names, some of whom I was beginning to recognise, "Sarah and...." my hopes rose, "... David, then Jason and Phyllis." That was a name I didn't know and turned to Anna, a questioning look on my face.

"That's Phyllis over there, next to the hen-pecked looking husband beside her." It was the fifty-something woman and Anna was right, he did look well under the thumb. "They're actually very nice, on his own he's quite normal but in her presence he just wilts. She's a Headmistress," she added as if that explained everything.

To be totally fair, Phyllis introduced herself to me most warmly when we met at the buggy loading station, she shook my hand and welcomed me to the group, "It's nice to have some new blood, I hear you play a mean game and I look forward to seeing that, both and on the course and afterwards." Did that mean what I thought it meant? I sought out Anna and asked her. "It does, don't worry, you'll enjoy it, just be prepared for some surprises." More than that she wouldn't say, leaving me mystified and filled with more than a little trepidation.

Fortunately it didn't show in my golf and I played well, as did Phyllis. She had an athletic body and confided in me that she used to be a PE teacher. I didn't get many opportunities to speak to Sarah alone, and when we did, I apologised for leaving them the night before. "Don't worry, perhaps we can make it up tonight?" I had to come clean and tell her about Phyllis. She gave me a long look and said there were still plenty of opportunities, but she definitely wanted me on her dance card.

The round finished with the usual handshakes and air kisses, a proper kiss from Sarah though. On the way back to the buggy park, Phyllis leaned over to me, "We prefer to complete the next arrangements now rather than wait till after dinner, can you come to our room as soon as you've freshened up?" Where had 'we' and 'our' come from suddenly? Was this one of Anna's 'surprises'? Numbly, I agreed and headed off to my room for a shower. I had been looking forward to some sun and the pool after golf, but it seemed that would have to wait for another day.

I found the right room and knocked on the door, Phyllis answered it, dressed in the hotel dressing gown, "Ah, Jason, right on time, come in and let's get started." I followed her in, there on a chair in the corner, also dressed in a hotel dressing gown, was Derek, her husband. She noticed my look, "Don't worry about Derek, he won't get in the way, now get those clothes off and let's have a look at you."

She had one of those voices that you automatically obeyed, and I immediately undressed and stood there under her appraising gaze. "Not bad, you obviously look after yourself." She peeled off her dressing gown, underneath she was naked and my eyes took in what had once obviously been a magnificent body. Time had added some curves and a slight roll at her waist, but her breasts still had a firmness to them. I had half expected a large bush, but she was totally clean shaven and despite some prominent lips, had an attractive pussy.

"May I say Phyllis, that time clearly has been kind to you, you remain a highly desirable woman." On cue my cock had risen and was now standing proudly at full mast.

She gave me a curtesy, "Why thank you kind sir, and clearly Anna wasn't telling lies about you, that is a lovely cock you have and one I shall be delighted to have inside me, so without further ado may I suggest we repair immediately to the bed?" I looked over at Derek, he was still sitting in the corner, he'd taken off the gown, but his cock was still sitting limply on his thigh. I tried to put him out of my mind and ignore the reference to Anna, when had they had the chance to speak?

We headed for the bed, Derek's eyes on us, "I'd like to do it doggy if you don't mind?"

I had no objection and said so, adding, "But if you don't mind I'd like to spend some time admiring your undoubted charms first?" A little flattery went a long way, my experience with my first wife had taught me that, if only I'd followed my own advice at the time.

We settled on the bed, Phyllis on her back and me tucked in beside her, my hard cock resting on her thigh, kissing her on the mouth didn't seem appropriate, particularly with Derek there, and I restricted myself to showering her neck and shoulders with lots of little butterfly kisses that she seemed to like. I rained them down further and further until I was kissing the tops of her breasts, my hand slipping across to cup one gently. It was firmer than I expected and I gave it a gentle squeeze as my lips approached my target. Her nipples had attracted my attention right from the outset, they were really dark and knobbly and quite large, and I wanted one in my mouth.

I slipped my lips round it, feeling just how hard it was as I sucked gently on it. She gave off a low moan and I felt a hand go round my cock and grip it. A quick glance at Derek, he was playing with his cock now but it hadn't got appreciably harder, what was going through his mind right now, I wondered, before telling myself to ignore him.

Phyllis's body was beginning to move, no longer was she just a passive recipient of my attentions and I slid my hand down over her stomach and between her legs. For just a second her body became rigid and then she relaxed as I allowed my fingers to explore her. I'd never had any sexual encounters with anyone as old as her, her pussy felt totally normal, soft lips, albeit with more dangly skin than I'd encountered before, but inside her folds she had exactly the same feel, and was surprisingly wet.

My fingers slid along her slit with ease and then they were at her pussy opening. Gently I eased one inside, pushing it right in and then out again, adding a second on the return journey. That garnered another soft moan as I began to slide them rhythmically in and out. The hand on my cock matched my tempo, squeezing me and starting to slide up and down. Now we were getting somewhere.

I slid down and across, coming to rest between her legs, then slid down further, kissing past her stomach and then to her pussy. She was obviously fresh from the shower, the scent coming from her pussy a blend of soap and aroused woman, the evidence of the latter clearly visible on her pussy lips. Delicately I pressed my lips to hers, and pushed my tongue inside her slit, her juices tasted very fresh and immediately another surge exited her pussy, coating my tongue and lips with the tang.

A shadow came into my peripheral vision, it was Derek creeping closer to the bed, his cock was in his hand and her was stroking it furiously but I could see that it was still essentially soft. The poor man must be almost totally impotent, still if this was how the pair of them got their kicks then who was I to deny them, and I shifted position slightly to give him a better view.

Phyllis by now was starting to get more vocal, gasps and moans coming from her, Derek reached out and placed his hand round her breast, "Not now Derek," she brushed him off, rather cruelly I thought and he retreated obediently, stepping back a couple of paces. The interruption didn't seem to have put Phyllis off her stride though and she was immediately back to revelling in the effects of my tongue and lips on her, to the extent that I barely had to do anything, so energetically was she rubbing her pussy against me.

Without warning, her body went into spasm, her hips rising off the bed taking me with her and a shriek escaped from her. My mouth was flooded and then like a pricked ballon she collapsed back momentarily onto the bed before sitting bolt upright and pulling me up to her level. She grabbed me by the head and planted a huge kiss on my mouth, "That, my dear boy was simply first class, you have a very educated tongue, now let's see if your cock matches up." She spun around and went onto all fours, presenting her backside to me, "Now fuck me and make me cum again." came the commanding voice.

I knelt behind her and lined my cock up and leaning forward, slipped easily into a very wet pussy. I drove home, hearing a grunt as our bodies collided. "Hard now!" I obeyed, my hips hammering my cock into her as hard as I could, hearing the 'slap' 'slap' of our flesh. Derek was circling the bed now like a cameraman seeking the best angle, still tugging on a mostly flaccid cock. How much longer could he endure it I wondered?

She was starting to get vocal again, her body pushing back against me almost as hard as I was against her, then she looked at her husband, "Derek, get the lube." That puzzled me, she was soaking wet, there was almost no friction around my cock and the juices were running in rivulets down her legs, why would she want lube?

The answer came quickly, "Jason, I want you to fuck my arse but don't cum in it. When you cum it must be in my cunt all right?" Both the request, actually command and the language took me by surprise, but even more so did Derek who appeared at my side and squirted a liberal dose of lube over her arsehole. His fingers followed, rubbing it well around, followed by one finger then two being fairly forcefully pushed inside.

His hand came perilously close to my cock, closer than any man other than a doctor ever had, and for a second I worried that he was going to touch me, but mercifully he didn't. "That should do, now put it in Jason, it should go in fairly easily even if you are a big boy." I doubted it, my efforts at anal sex, almost exclusively with my first wife, were disasters, either ending in tears, or both of us laughing uproariously at the futility of it all.

Nevertheless I pulled my cock from her pussy and placed it against her puckered hole, her lunge backwards took me by surprise, even more so when I felt my cock slipping into what had to be a very well used arsehole. Even so it was incredibly tight and I felt a surge go through me, part physical and part the mere emotional thrill of being deeply embedded in an arse.

"Remember, not in my rectum, when you cum it has to be in my vagina." I grunted my understanding as I began to pump my cock in and out, slowly at first then with increasing vigour when I realised not only was it possible, but it was actually what she wanted. I could see her breasts were swinging wildly under her, those nipples very obvious on the ends.

"Finger my cunt." Was that directed at me or Derek? He made no move to do anything and I certainly didn't want his hand anywhere near my balls, so I reached under her and contrived to shove two fingers into her sopping wet tunnel. The overall effect was driving my arousal almost to unheard of levels and despite my efforts, I was on the brink of cumming.

"Phyllis," I croaked, "I'm......." I had no chance to get anything more out, she lurched forward, my cock slipping from a gaping arsehole and spun round lying on her back with her legs wide apart. A hand reached for my cock and I was practically dragged by it on top of her, before I knew it I was back in her pussy, my hips barely pausing before my cock was hammering into her again. It didn't take long at all, a dozen strokes and I was cumming, I could feel her walls contracting round me as my cum sprayed into her, gallons of it by the feel, and then I collapsed on top of her, totally spent.

Almost immediately I felt myself being pushed off, and thinking I was squashing her, I rolled away. She had her hand clasped to her pussy, "Jason Darling, that was every bit as good as I had hoped but can I ask you to leave us now, as in right away?"

I felt dismissed, I knew it could feel awkward afterwards, and to be fair Derek was in the room, but I was more than a little put out as I put my clothes back on and turned to leave. As I put my hand on the door handle I turned to say goodbye. There between Phyllis's legs was Derek, his mouth on her pussy, licking her avidly, and between his legs a rock hard cock. Now I understood.

I made my way back to my room, a smile on my face, did everyone know about it? It was their business I decided, my lips would be sealed, their secret safe with me at least. I showered, taking great care over my cock, making sure it was totally clean, and only then did I look at the time; it was still relatively early, several hours yet before dinner and I could get an hour or so of sun if I hurried.

I looked around when I got to the pool and saw Sarah on her own, lounging on a sun bed in a very skimpy bikini. "No mates?" I asked cheekily.

"They've all gone back to their rooms for a nap, prior to this evening's activities."

"But not you?"

"There won't be any activities for me."

"Why not? What about whatshisname, David from today, I thought that was how it happened, you er... got together with your buggy partner."

"Normally yes, but David's gay. Didn't you know? He and Trevor are very much an item and sometimes one or two other men join them."

I was staggered, it had never occurred to me as she continued, "And as you are with Phyllis tonight I'm on my own with just these to keep me company." She wiggled her fingers.

"No, Phyllis and I have done the deed, she wanted an early night."

"So Derek was there as well?" I nodded, "and you gave her one up the......" another nod. "Did he...?" Clearly it wasn't such a secret after all. "So that means you're free to pay your debt tonight." The only option was another nod. "Right, well we'd better go and have a nap then, because we're not going to get much sleep tonight."

And we didn't. To say Sarah was insatiable is to do a massive injustice to the word. It started from the second she was in my door, my trousers were round my ankles and my cock in her mouth before the door had even shut. Our clothes made a trail from door to bed and she had her first orgasm with my mouth clamped to her pussy five minutes later.

Her second and third came with me pumping my cock into her from behind and her fourth as I came inside her. I lost count after that. She wanted it in every possible position and some that weren't, we tried anal, unsuccessfully, and finally ended up in each other's arms, exhausted.

I had this vague idea that etiquette dictated you didn't spend the whole night, but any such rules were completely ignored by Sarah who woke me up in the morning with my rapidly stiffening cock in her mouth, and then rode me to another two orgasms to my one.

It was then we realised the time and hurriedly dressed in the previous day's clothes to rush down to breakfast, making it just in time, to a round of applause. To my embarrassment Sarah walked in with an exaggerated bow-legged walk and a shit-eating grin. We plonked ourselves down beside Anna, "A good night then?" she asked unnecessarily.

"What makes you say that?" replied Sarah innocently, "But you are right and I've still got cum leaking into my knickers."

Peter did the draw, once more I missed out on being paired with Anna, she drew David and I got Judith. In some ways I wasn't too upset, Judith was married, she and her husband Simon did practically everything together, often sitting quietly by themselves looking very much in love, and I half hoped she would decline to partake in the usual nighttime activities and give me a well-earned rest.

In that I was wrong, she'd confirmed our booking by the second hole and it seemed as though I was in for another night of sex.

The day was very hot and sticky and by the end of the round I was soaked in sweat. I always carried a change bag with me and a shower beckoned. The course we were playing had a nice clubhouse and I made my way in and found the Men's changing rooms. There was the sound of showers running and I quickly stripped out of my damp clothes and grabbing a towel, headed for the shower area.

Two men were already in there, I recognised David immediately and deduced the other was Trevor by the fact that both sported erections being stroked by the other. "Sorry guys, I didn't mean to interrupt anything."

"No apology necessary," answered David, his hand still active, "why don't you join us?"

"No, it's fine thanks, I'm straight." I thought I'd make that clear from the outset.

"So you may be, but have you ever tried any other way? Every man likes a hand job and that's all we're doing, there'll be no butt fucking I promise. Go on, live a little." Before I could react he'd taken my hand and placed it on his cock, displacing Trevor's. I was more than a little stunned but it felt very much like mine as my hand closed round it.

What stunned me even more was when I felt a hand on my cock, it was Trevor's and even more surprising was that I was getting hard under his touch. David grinned at me, "See, no different from Anna's." I had to admit he was right, the hand was considerably bigger but the way he was stroking it was sending identical sensations through my body.

I'd vaguely heard of a circle jerk, but this was more of a triangle, another threesome I thought, they were coming along like London Buses. It wasn't the easiest thing to do, maintaining a rhythm with three of us, but we stumbled on in some semblance of order, I'd not masturbated with another male since I was a teenager, nor really seen an erect cock, they were a bit taboo in changing rooms and communal showers, so this really was an eye-opening experience for me. I was pleased to see that the size of my cock stood up well to the others and was straighter, not that size mattered apparently.

Trevor was the first to break ranks, and not in the way I expected, still keeping his hand on my cock, he pushed me gently back into a sitting position on one of the benches and then without so much as a by-your-leave, opened his mouth and sucked my cock straight in.

I didn't know whether to hit him or lie back and enjoy the immediate rush of pleasure that coursed through me, to be fair if I'd had my eyes shut I would have just enjoyed it, so that is what I did, only I kept my eyes open and watched, as for the first time ever, a man was sucking my cock.

The other problem was that David's cock was now at head height with me and it was perilously close. My hand was still on it and I was trying to maintain a steady beat, but the ripples of ecstasy running through me were making it difficult. I looked up at David, he nudged his cock even closer to me and nodded, "Go on then, try it, it won't hurt to try."

I don't know, and probably never will know, what made me do it, but I opened my mouth and took his cock inside, closing my lips round it. It felt absolutely huge, filling my mouth and squashing my tongue flat. I nearly gagged but forced myself to relax and breathe through my nose. I still had my hand round the base and I stroked and squeezed it, then concentrated on sliding the cock in and out of my mouth just as had been done to me hundreds, well, lots of times.

To be fair to David, he wasn't forcing me in the slightest, in fact he looked pretty surprised, but he was clearly enjoying what I was doing to him, as indeed I was enjoying the feel of Trevor's mouth round my cock. It did get easier as I relaxed more, I wouldn't say I actually enjoyed it, how women could say the enjoyed sucking cock I didn't know, but then perhaps they wouldn't enjoy licking pussy, which I certainly did.

Trevor was pretty expert, if I'd closed my eyes it would have been one of the best blow jobs of my life, but my brain couldn't ignore the fact that it was Trevor doing it. My body didn't necessarily chime with my brain though and I could feel my arousal growing, not merely growing but expanding exponentially and the horrifying fact hit me, I was about to cum.

And cum I did, I tried to warn Trevor but it was too late, but he didn't miss a beat despite the fact that my cum was being sprayed liberally down his throat and he was taking the lot. Either I had pushed David from my mouth or he had sensibly removed himself from the vicinity of my teeth, but his cock was no longer inside me and I was free to gasp and groan as my orgasm swept through me.

Trevor sucked the last few drops from me and then immediately switched his attentions to David, taking him, as far as I could see, right down his throat. David had his hands on Trevor's head and was fucking his mouth, then I could see him cumming as Trevor's throat worked to take another load of cum. Suddenly all was quiet except for the sound of the showers which were still running.

"Well that was a little unexpected." commented David, "Well done Jason for trying, I don't suppose I can persuade you to join our ranks?"

"Regrettably not." I answered, "May I take a rain check?" A very, very long one I told myself.

We all finished off what we'd come in there for, a shower, I felt a little sorry for Trevor, he'd done all the work and got little in the way of reward, or perhaps he had, there are givers and takers in all aspects of life.

It seemed strange to shake their hands as we parted to make our independent ways back to our hotel, I'd certainly leaned a lesson, look very carefully before you go in the shower.

Drinks and dinner were the usual convivial affair and people began to disappear, Anna I saw was sitting with David and Trevor, she'd played with David that day and I wondered what had been arranged. At one point we bumped into each other at the bar, she leaned in towards my ear and murmured quietly, "You're with Judith tonight, aren't you?" I nodded. "Be nice to her, she's had a bit of a rough time of late." With that she moved away and I was left wondering what that meant and how I should take it.

I was just finishing a drink when Judith appeared at my side, "Ready?" she asked quietly, "Can we use your room?" I nodded and stood up and we left the bar. I was acutely conscious that every eye in the place was on us and knew exactly what were about to be doing, I just hoped that my earlier exertions had not robbed me of the ability to perform at my best, thus far the sex had been more exhausting that the golf!

I tried to engage her in small talk on the way to my room, but her answers were short and to the point, and I began to wonder what the issue was. I opened my door and we walked in. "Do you mind if we sit down for a bit, I've got something to say first?"

We sat down on the edge of the bed, half turned in to each other, our knees nearly touching. She started, "Please hear me out completely, this is difficult enough as it is. Simon and I want to start a family, but I can't conceive. We've had loads of tests and the issue is him not me. So what I'm asking you is if you will have sex with me, knowing that I am not on any from of contraceptive at all, and that what we do might well result in me getting pregnant and you might be the father. Of course there would be no come back on you at all, and indeed after this week, the father might any one of you. All I'll say is that it's entirely up to you, but if you say yes, then both Simon and I will be very grateful."

Wow! That was unexpected and it hit me in the gut, the situation with my second wife had been somewhat different, but the thought that what she and I had been doing was intended to bring a new life into the world, and then to have my hopes dashed had been a body blow that took a long time to get over, and had ultimately wrecked my marriage.

My initial instinct was to say no, but I could fully empathise with her and I could see the longing in her eyes and I found myself nodding. "Thank you, so very much." She took my hands in hers and kissed me, then stood up and unzipped her dress, allowing it to fall in a puddle round her feet. She kicked it away together with her shoes and stood in front of me wearing just a bra and panties. She had a nice figure and when she unsnapped her bra and let it slip aside I saw she had a lovely pair of breasts, topped with some impressive nipples. Down went her panties to reveal a neatly trimmed bush and as she slipped onto the bed, I saw her pussy, a neat slit with some darker creased folds in between some broader outer lips.

She looked expectantly at me and I realised she was waiting for me to undress. Hurriedly I stripped off, my cock pretty much at full mast I was pleased to see, and I slid onto the bed beside her, tucking into her side. Kissing was clearly totally out of the question and I gave her a cuddle, discovering she was like a board, I cupped a breast, feeling its firmness but she gave no indication of any pleasure she was receiving from my touch. This was going to be awkward, sure I could just fuck her, deposit my semen in her and we could part, but that didn't seem right.

"I've got some lube in my bag if you want." she offered.

I propped myself up on one elbow and looked at her, "Judith, my turn to say something. Every child we bring into this world has the right to expect to be happy, contented and joyful. Now I don't know if there is any basis in this, but perhaps the way they are conceived has a bearing. If you are happy and joyful then they will be. Now I don't presume to even begin to understand the depth of your feeling, but I wanted children although my wife wouldn't entertain the idea and even went out of her way to deny me fatherhood. Let's not make any mistakes, let's make love in a free and passionate manner and trust in Nature to do the right thing."

I'd never told anyone about my wife and me, and for a moment Judith just looked at me and I wondered if I'd overstepped the mark, then I felt her hand wrap itself round my cock. She leaned across and kissed me tenderly on the lips, "I hope it will be you that will be my child's father."

She was a different person from then on, I snuggled into her side and kissed her neck, her throat and along her shoulders, then down to her breasts. Once again my hand cupped a soft mound, this time bringing forth a reaction a soft moan and a squeeze of my cock. I kissed her nipples, sucking them one at a time into my mouth, nibbling and toying with the hardening buds.

One hand slipped down between her legs, not probing or pushing inside, but gently caressing her pussy lips, brushing over her clit, only finally easing into her soft folds to slide along what I discovered was an already wet slit. I found her pussy opening, "May I?" I asked.

"Yes please." was the slightly breathless reply and I eased firstly one finger, then two inside her pussy, feeling the snugness inside, the warmth and velvety texture. A soft moan broke from her mouth as her body began to push back against me, I flattened my palm against her clit, pressing on it each time my fingers pushed inside her and she started to roll her body in time to my thrusts.

"May I kiss your pussy?" I asked gently, This time I was sure I'd gone too far, there was a deafening silence and her body came to an abrupt halt.

"I can't suck your cock in return, I couldn't do that to Simon, suck your cock and then kiss him I mean."

My mind flashed to that afternoon, Trevor on my cock and David's inside my mouth and I mentally shuddered, "There's no need for that, I just want to make you happy." I looked into her eyes and saw a slight nod. I eased myself between her legs and slid down, I could sense the tension in her and kissed her stomach, trailing my lips slowly downwards, over her mons and the down the inside of each thigh, slowly making my way towards my goal.

Gradually I felt the tension leave her until she was pushing back against me, her body almost imploring me to make contact with her most intimate area. Kiss by kiss I neared it, my mouth just brushing over her pussy lips, her clit and then her slit itself until my goal was beneath my lips and I pushed my tongue out and into her pussy itself.

For a second her body went rigid, then with a deep sigh she relaxed and I knew all would be well. I could taste her juices on my tongue, fresh and zingy as I dragged it slowly up and down her slit, opening her folds and probing the slickness inside. Then up to her clit, careful not to overstimulate it, at first just brushing it with my lips, then using the flat of my tongue to lick it, before flicking at it with the tip. That caused the biggest reaction, a gasp as I felt her body jolt as though an electric shock had passed through her.

Gently I put my finger to her, easing the folds apart, sliding just the tip down until I encountered the opening to her pussy, it was very wet and I wiggled my finger around in the viscous fluid to coat it thoroughly and then pushed slowly but steadily in. That was met with another gasp and she started to move her body noticeably, rolling her hips up and down, seemingly trying to amplify the sensation of my finger inside her.

I added a second, feeling her lips stretch round them and began to pump them steadily in and out, all the while working on her clit with my tongue. Little whimpers began to come from her throat, and as I looked up I could see her hands on her breasts, toying with her nipples, tugging them out from her flesh.

The whimpers became moans and groans and her hips undulated more rapidly, and then with a shudder she let out a stifled cry and her whole body was engulfed in shivers, trembling for top to toe. With a long exhalation of breath she relaxed, her body sinking back into the bed. I could hear words coming softly from her mouth, "Happiness and joy."

Carefully I withdrew my fingers from her pussy and slid back up her body, until our faces were one above the other, she lifted her head up and kissed me lovingly on the lips. "Thank you," she whispered, "that was beautiful. Now make love to me."

My cock was already nudging against her pussy and I eased it forward until I felt the tip engage in her opening. "Are you sure?" she asked. I nodded and pushed firmly in, sliding deep inside her until our bodies were touching. We both exhaled in a long sigh and together began to move, slipping my cock in and out of her snug pussy. It felt heavenly as familiar sensations began to wash through me, starting as the tip of my cock split her open, stretching her walls round me and then spreading outward through my body, then almost pulling out, just the last inch or so still clasped by her lips and plunging back inside that warm welcoming tunnel.

I felt as though I could go on for ever, I'd had some frantic fucks in my time but this was certainly not one of those, everything seemed measured and perfect as our bodies moved harmoniously together, rising and falling in a gentle cadence. I wasn't entirely sure what was expected of me, initially it had seemed as though all she wanted was the rapid deposit of my seed in her, but now it was almost as though she was the one prolonging it, never rushing, content to be wrapped in a cocoon with me.

It couldn't last, once started down this path there was an inevitable conclusion, certainly for me and I could feel it starting to develop inside me, driving me on to sink deeper and harder into her. Surprisingly she met me head on, I could feel her pushing back harder, her hips rising to meet my thrusts and just as my breathing was becoming laboured, so was hers, little pants and grunts escaping her lips.

A sheen of sweat was breaking out on both of us, making our bodies slippery. I lifted myself up on straightened arms, creating some breathing room between us, her breasts were oscillating on her chest, nipples dark and engorged and as I looked down I could see my cock plunging in and out of her body. A surge went through me and I knew I was close. "Judith!" I gasped.

"Yes Jason, cum now, fill me up."

Another surge, more powerful and I knew the next one would take me over the top and so it proved, my cock erupted, spurting deep into her and with a cry I felt her pussy clamp tight round me, squeezing me. Suddenly I realised that for the first time ever my cock was pumping my fertile seed into an unprotected womb and a euphoric feeling swept through me as my balls emptied themselves into her, every last drop on a specific mission.

I collapsed down on top of her, both of us exhausted, I looked at her face, her eyes were shut and her cheeks were wet with tears, my tears I realised, then she opened her eyes and I saw she too was crying.

I went to roll away but she stopped me, "No, I want you in me for as long as possible." Her arms came round me and pulled me in for a hug and I tucked my face into her neck as our bodies slowly returned to normal.

Inevitably my cock slipped out of her, immediately she wriggled round and lay with her legs vertical, propped up against the wall. I looked at her, puzzled, "It's probably only an old wives' tale, but surely it must be easier to swim downwards that upwards?" A light bulb went on in my head and I tried to picture my sperm swimming like mad towards their goal. Surely one would get there.

"I'm sorry Jason but I need to go," she apologised. At first I thought she meant she needed a wee, but as she got off the bed, she put her hand between her legs to try to stem the flow of cum from her pussy and wriggled her panties on. She stood up and put her bra on, then slipped her dress over her head.

I stood up, feeling a little silly and she pulled me in for a hug again, planting a kiss on my lips. "Thank you again, I really hope......" With that she turned and left, the door automatically closing behind her. it wasn't late, but all I wanted to do was get back into bed, all the exertions of the day and especially the emotions of the last hour leaving me feeling totally drained.

I was about to turn back when there was a knock on the door. What had she forgotten I wondered, opening it. Instead of Judith as I had anticipated, Anna stood there, dressed in a hotel dressing gown. "Has she gone?" She peered inside and then stepped in, allowing the door to close behind her. She eyed me up and down, "Did you help her?" she asked. I nodded. "Good." With that she shucked off the dressing gown to reveal she was totally naked underneath, and then slipped into my bed.

"Anna," I began, "I don't think I can...."

"Clearly not by the state of your cock, but that's not why I'm here, I just thought you might need a sleeping companion tonight."

I realised that a sleeping companion was just what I did need, "Aren't you supposed to be with...." It was only then I remembered that she had been paired with David.

"David, yes, but he was quite happy with a quick blow job, and to be left alone with Trevor so I thought I'd come and find you. I've cleaned my teeth though!" She flashed her pearly whites at me, as I realised that meant we had both given David a blow job that day.

I got into bed beside her and she cuddled up to me, her body soft and warm and inviting but for once my cock didn't stir. "How did you know about Judith anyway?"

She paused and then began, "Judith and I have been friends for many years, long before the golf trips began. When she and Simon found out they could not have children together I was the first person she came to, very upset. We both ended up in floods of tears and then, well, in bed. You know me. After we'd calmed down, Judith said to me, "It's a shame you can't give me a baby," and from that the idea was born. All she's doing is impregnating herself on a sort of crowd-funding basis. She knows everyone pretty well, but none are intimate friends, and no-one will actually know who the father really is.

"Right now she's back in Simon's bed, having sex, so there is always the belief that it was him who got her pregnant. Faith is a wonderful thing. Now we, and especially you, need to sleep, I need you rested by the morning." She reached out and gave my cock a little fondle, then turned round and switched off the light. I cuddled up to her back and slipped an arm round her, my hand finding a firm breast, and in that position we went to sleep.

Despite the presence of Anna in my bed I slept the sleep of the just, but was woken either by the light or the warm, wet feeling in my groin. It was the slurping noise that made me open my eyes, to see Anna's head bobbing up and down on my cock. "About time too, I was just about to impale myself on this, but now you're awake you can do the work."

She rolled over onto her back, drawing me with her and before I was really conscious I was between her legs, my cock hard against her. How many hours was it since Judith and I were in that very position, my befuddled brain couldn't work out, but my cock needed no encouragement, inching forward until it was at Anna's entrance.

"I'm all warmed up," she advised, "I've been diddling myself for what seems like hours."

I decided to show her who was really boss by ramming my cock hard into her, it did slip in easily but the sight of her eyes opening wide was repayment enough for the stick she was giving me. It could easily have been a brutally quick fuck, but after a quick look at the clock I realised there was no rush, and eased myself into a gentle rhythm matched perfectly by Anna, our bodies finding a harmony and mutual comfort immediately.

There was definitely something about this woman, something that clicked with me and it wasn't just the easy way in which she entered into sex, she was more than a willing participant, she was an instigator who seemed to know exactly which buttons of mine needed pressing and in which order. I could feel her pussy squeezing me as I plunged my cock into her snug pussy, each movement of our bodies together happening as if perfectly choreographed.

Even now, as I found my body starting to up the tempo, she was matching me perfectly, both of us driving on to an inevitable conclusion. A conclusion that was approaching rapidly, becoming less and less avoidable with each thrust of my cock into her more than welcoming pussy. Something kindled into life deep inside me, burning brightly and expanding rapidly through my body like wildfire. There was no stopping it now and my hips hammered my cock hard into Anna's pussy, then it surged out of control and I was cumming, my senses overwhelmed as my cock spurted once, twice then again and again.

I was vaguely conscious of Anna writhing and shuddering beneath me, her pussy clamping round my cock and somewhere in the distance someone screaming and then it all collapsed like a pricked balloon and our bodies melted together.

Suddenly Anna was gasping for breath and I rolled away, my heart thudding in my chest. I looked over at her, her chest was rising rapidly up and down, a sheen of sweat on her breasts. She looked across at me and our eyes met. "Well that scratched an itch," she said and then we were both in stitches of laughter.

"Shall we shower together?" I suggested.

"I'd love to, but then I'm afraid you'd be late for breakfast. Again." She had a point, who knew what we'd end up doing in the shower and the time was getting on. We rolled out of bed and Anna put her dressing gown back on, grimacing as a splodge of cum started to run down her leg.

"Ugh! No panties either, I'll be leaving a snail trail all the way to my room."

Following Anna's sage guidance I made it in plenty of time for breakfast and the announcement of the draw for that day's play. I was paired with Reiko. I'd seen her about but had not really had the opportunity to talk much with her. She was clearly of full Japanese heritage but spoke better English than me. Physically she was on the shortish side, with a trim figure and fairly small breasts. I was already looking forward to the post golf activities and it was only nine o'clock in the morning.

On the way out Anna whispered in my ear, "Watch out for your eyes." My eyes? What on earth was she talking about?

I was impressed with her swing on the tee, neat and compact, she still contrived to give the ball a fair old wallop, but what I was more taken with as she bent over to pick up her tee peg, was that she wasn't wearing the customary skintight undershorts so favoured by the ladies these days. For what I could glimpse, she seemed to be wearing good old fashioned panties. Something to look forward to on the way round.

I couldn't see what was causing it, but the round was horribly slow, we seemed to be waiting on every shot and it was getting annoying, especially on the tees. At least we were in buggies, not standing around, but it seemed we were in for a long round. However the company was pleasant, no, more than pleasant, Reiko was captivating, chatting animatedly about this, that and the other, her conversation full of quips and witty comments. She told me her parents were second generation immigrants, "Which makes me practically English aside from this." She pointed to her very attractive, but typically Japanese face. "Otherwise everything else is bog standard." It certainly was, and I began to dream about what she would look like naked.

We had come to a grinding halt again, sitting on the tee for the par five 5th, two more groups on the fairway and another on the green, it was going to be a long wait. Even Reiko was getting fidgety, squirming on the seat and sighing impatiently. She must have caught my glance at her, "Too much coffee at breakfast."

"Yeah," I agreed, "makes me fidgety as well."

"No it's not that, I need a pee and there's nowhere to go." She looked around and then with another look at me, lifted her hips up off the seat and reached up under her golf skirt. I looked on almost dumbstruck as her panties appeared, sliding down her legs, then with almost a flourish, over her shoes and off. She wadded them up and handed them to me. In a trance I took them, feeling their warmth and a slight dampness.

Then she slipped off the seat and squatted down beside the buggy. I couldn't drag my eyes away from her, or more specifically her pussy which was clearly visible between her spread legs, nestling below a patch of wiry, black pubic hair. A spurt of clear fluid came from between her pussy lips, stopped, stuttered and then started again, spattering onto the ground. It seemed a bit unruly, some was running along her bum cheek and she reached down with one hand and using two fingers, delicately spread her lips. At once the stream straightened and became whole.

"That's better," she said as our eyes met, only fleetingly though, as mine dropped to where I could imagine I could see her pee hole, and where there was a definite pinkness inside her folds. The stream stopped, just a few drips visible, she bobbed up and down a couple of times and stood up, her pussy disappearing from my sight.

She was holding her hand out to me and I looked dumbly at her, then realised I was still holding her panties which I handed over. A quick lift of each foot and they were being drawn up her legs. I caught another flash of pubes as they slid over her pussy and then her skirt was back in place.

She got back in the buggy and turned to me, smiling, "I hope I didn't shock you too much, in my culture it's common-place to pee in front of each other and I was a more than a little desperate." I thought of the dampness of her panties and nodded.

"No, it's fine, no problem at all." That was except for the huge bulge in the front of my shorts that I was going to have to hide somehow when I teed off.

She looked down at it, "I can help you with that if you like."

"No, I'll be fine thanks." To be fair I was recovering my wits quickly, both of my wives had peed in front of me and me in front of them, but in the confines of our bathroom, not a relative stranger in the middle of a golf course. I managed to tee off without anyone else noticing my erection, at least I thought so, but needless to say, it wasn't a particularly good shot.

The halfway house had toilets, separate for men and women, and I was pleased to see that Reiko used the Ladies' as I dived into the Men's, hopefully negating the need for a repeat performance, although the more I thought about it, the more arousing I found the thought.

Eventually the round finished, and we shook hands and hugged. Reiko leaned into my ear and whispered, "Tonight?" sealing the draft contract formed by being paired together at breakfast. I nodded, wondering what I was going to be treated to.

I sat with Anna and Sarah during dinner but found I couldn't keep my eyes off Reiko, that combination of a Japanese appearance, and her magnetic personality making it difficult to look away. I didn't think Anna was to happy with me partially ignoring her, I got a couple of jabs in the ribs, "I'm talking to you." I apologised but my attention kept wandering.

As usual most of us went to the bar, I had just started another pint when I saw Reiko get up and look meaningfully at me before leaving. "I'd better be going," I said to my companions, David and Trevor, who I suspected were still trying to convert me. Swiftly I drained my beer and stood.

"Watch your eyes with that one." David advised.

What was it about Reiko and eyes, that was the second person who had warned me. I followed the maze of corridors to where I knew Reiko's room was, realising halfway there that I should have had a pee first. Never mind, I wasn't desperate, just needful. The door was answered swiftly to my knock and I was invited in. Reiko was still dressed as she had been in the bar.

"Do you mind if I use the loo?" I asked. She indicated the bathroom door and I turned towards it, vaguely hearing her say something as I closed the door behind me. As I said, I wasn't desperate but I did need to whip my cock out quickly and point, my stream started immediately and a feeling of relief went through me. As I pee'd I looked around, unsurprisingly it was the same as my room, a shower over the bath, although there were considerably more bottles and jars clustered around the washbasin.

The sound of the door opening made me instinctively want to turn away from it, but then Reiko's words about peeing in front of each other sprang into my mind, I didn't want to affront her, so forced myself to remain still. I looked up as she came in, to my surprise she was naked, her skin a lovely golden colour with that patch of wiry pubic hair above some puffy pussy lips, then a trim waist and some surprisingly small breasts, her bra must have been an masterpiece of the couturier's art, but what took my breath away were her nipples.

They had to be an inch long, dark brown, protruding from small areolae capping the flesh of the breast itself. No wonder I was being warned about poking my eyes out!

"Do you need a hand there?" she asked politely.

"No, I'm fine," I replied, hoping I could finish peeing before my cock got too hard. I just managed, shaking the last few drops off from a semi-erect penis.

"Don't bother flushing," she instructed, "I need to go as well. It's customary in Japan to shower or bath before we pillow, why don't you take your clothes off and get the water warmed up while I go?" For a second I was stumped by the word 'pillow', then it dawned on me, a very polite way of saying 'fuck'. I started to remove my clothes as she sat on the loo and the sound of pee splashing down echoed round the tiled bathroom. If the sight of her naked hadn't fully given me an erection, the sound of her pee certainly completed the job, and by the time I had my clothes off, my cock was at full mast.

"I do believe you have a bit of a pee kink." Reiko averred, looking at my cock, "That's two erections I've given you. Perhaps we could have some watersports fun later?" I'd never before considered such an activity, but I was open to trying with such a captivating partner, after all I'd already given a man a blow job that week, so a bit of pissing fun with an attractive and very willing woman was a mere bagatelle by comparison.

I dragged my eyes away from her and turned on the shower, testing the water with my hand and turning back just in time to see her rise up, pussy visible between her legs. I held her hand as she stepped over the bath edge and then followed her under the streaming water. The shower wasn't bad, but with two people there was a quite a bit of shuffling round for both of us to get wet, and my cock seemed to be continually bumping into one part of her or another.

She picked up a sponge and squirted a healthy dollop of shower gel on it and then turned the water off. "In Japan it's traditional for the woman to wash the man. Please stand still." I did so as she began to wash my body, starting with my shoulders and steadily working her way down doing both the back and the front, getting lower and lower. I'd never had my bum crease washed by anyone since my mother used to bathe me as a child, but she did so, running the sponge up and down with just the right amount of pressure from her fingers.

She seemed to spend an long time on my cock, gently washing it all over several times, including pulling the foreskin back and washing underneath. She was extremely gentle round my balls and then she knelt down to wash each leg individually, her face so temptingly near my cock all the time.

Finally she was finished and she unhooked the shower rose and rinsed me down, then turned the shower on herself. "I'll just give myself a wash then I'll dry you," she advised me.

Gently I took the shower hose from her, "In the West it's become the norm to treat women as full equals, now it's my turn to wash you." She allowed me to rinse her down then I picked up the sponge and began to wash her, again starting at the top and working my way down. It didn't take long for my hands to reach her breasts, there really wasn't much soft tissue to play with, but her nipples proved to be a more than adequate substitute, they were very hard and as I dragged the sponge over them I could see her biting her lip, in pleasure I hoped, not pain.

"They're very sensitive." she warned me and I softened my touch, getting a reassuring smile as I did so. I so much wanted to suck one into my mouth, but I knew it was expected of me to carry out the ritual and so reluctantly abandoned her breasts and continued lower. Her bum crease was done and then I ran my hand between her legs, feeling the softness of her pussy through the sponge, just easing her pussy lips apart to clean inside. I could quite honestly have spent all night on that, but like her I dropped to my knees and washed her legs. Up close I could see how pretty her pussy was and had to force myself not to plant a kiss on it.

I rinsed her down, playfully directing the spray at her clit and pussy for definitely longer than was actually necessary, then helped her out of the bath. We dried each other, more or less, once more running my hands over those nipples, in turn she rubbed my cock fairly vigorously, then she led me by the hand into the bedroom. The bed had been turned down and we slipped into it, the sensation of newly washed skin on freshly laundered bed linen very pleasant indeed, perhaps the ritual washing had merit after all.

We met in the middle, facing each other, as my arms went round her and pulled her in tight. I could feel my cock pressing into her stomach as our lips joined in a kiss, tender at first then with increasing passion. My tongue slipped into her mouth and she reciprocated, running the tip round my lips and tussling with mine, a hand grasped my cock and squeezed it, then slowly stroking it in the confined space between us. I rolled her onto her back, my body half on top of hers and trailed my kisses down over her throat and then along her neck and shoulders.

My hand sought the soft flesh of a breast, finding none, just the hardness of her nipple I scissored it between my fingers, gently pinching it as my mouth slowly inched down to find the other one. My lips closed round it, feeling huge in my mouth as my tongue swirled it round. I sensed her tensing, her hand momentarily stuttering in its hitherto steady stroking of my cock. They were sensitive, wearing a padded bra must be hugely uncomfortable.

I slipped between her legs, her hand releasing my cock as I descended, kissing over her stomach until my nose was buried in her pubes, they had that lovely smell, soap and the musky aroma of an aroused woman. Most of my recent experiences had been with woman who shaved or waxed their pubes, Reiko's were coarse and wiry, was it a cultural thing or something else? As a teenager I'd always thought pubes were sexy, then decided that practicality won out over look, and preferred the bald look. Now I wasn't so sure, this woman just oozed femininity as I inhaled the heady scent.

Her clit, nestled in its protective hood was larger than most I had seen, felt and licked, but by no means as big as her nipples and I was unable to nip it between my lips, having to content myself with teasing it with my tongue. Nevertheless she seemed to relish what I was doing, soft moans and groans coming from her. Japanese porn had taught me that Japanese women were extremely vocal during sex, unnaturally so it seemed, I never knew whether it was a cultural thing, but Reiko was making all the noises I'd expect from a Western woman. At least her pussy didn't go cross-wise as the myth had it!

That would have made it very awkward I thought as I ran my tongue delicately up her soft folds, not probing and delving yet, just letting her know what was coming soon. I could feel her starting to push up against me, wanting more, wanting my tongue deep in her pussy. she was going to be surprised, pleasantly I hoped, when she felt how long it really was, but I was going to make her wait a bit longer for that.

I eased my shoulders under her legs, bringing my hands down, now her entire pussy was exposed to my gaze, her outer lips were a little puffy, the inner ones neat and delicate and below that the puckered skin of her arsehole was a darker pink. Did she like that being touched I wondered, most women did, my mind flashed immediately to Phyllis, never mind touched, she wanted it fucked, a less likely person you couldn't imagine, but then it takes all sorts.

I ventured my tongue downwards, at least after our shower I knew it was clean, I could feel Reiko tensing and then the tip was flicking over that ultra-sensitive area, I heard her gasp, then relax as I pressed hard against it. The gasp became "Mmmm," and I tucked that knowledge away for later.

Back up along the cleft of her pussy, my fingers opening her folds to allow my tongue inside her slit. I could taste the juices already seeping from her tunnel, fresh and tangy, covering my tongue and lips. I could sense the beginnings of her arousal, a slight pressure back against me as I ran my tongue through the slickness, up to her clit again. Gently I eased two fingers into her pussy, initially it was a tight fit, but her lips stretched round them and then they were buried deep inside her. I crossed them and began to saw them in and out. That seemed to go down well, I heard a gasp from her and looked quickly up, she was rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefingers, then tugging them away from her body, it looked painful to me but she clearly liked it.

Suddenly her body jerked, her hips rising rapidly and then she began to judder as my mouth was flooded by an out-pouring from her pussy. I thrust my fingers hard in and out, using the knuckle of my third finger to press against her arsehole. That brought out a sharp cry, almost of pain, her hips pushed high off the bed and then she collapsed down, totally limp, only the rapid rising and falling of her chest betraying the fact she was still alive.

Then her eyes opened and she smiled at me, and I slid back up her body until my cock was pressing at the softness between her legs. I felt the tip engage and then I pushed steadily in, feeling her walls close round my cock, encasing it in a warm embrace. Our bodies came together, I paused very briefly and then very gently began to ease myself in and out of her, relishing the sensation.

I felt her body start to undulate beneath me, matching my rhythm, and soon we were moving easily together, my cock plunging deep inside her then almost completely out, barely maintaining contact only to sink into that blissful haven again. I felt I could go on forever, absorbed totally in the feelings and sensations washing over me.

Reiko, it seemed, had different ideas, she wriggled out from under me, my cock slipping from her pussy, then she rolled me onto my back and threw a leg over my hips, straddling me. Whilst I didn't think you could beat good old missionary for loving, skin on skin contact, there was something about cowgirl, not as animalistic as doggy, but the ability to look up and see a beautiful woman riding one's cock was breathtaking.

And Reiko was a vision of loveliness, her black hair, slightly tanned skin and petite frame making her seem so perfect. She raised herself up on her knees, struggling to straddle my larger frame, her pussy gaping wide open above my cock, then she lowered herself down. I could see the crown splitting her open, her lips stretching around me as my cock disappeared inch by inch into her. Then I was fully buried, our pubes tangling together and we both breathed a sigh of contentment.

I looked up at her, then reached out and cupped her small breasts. "I'm sorry they are not bigger." she apologised.

"Reiko-san," I gambled that I'd got the honorific right after watching Shogun on TV, "everything about you is perfect."

"You are very kind and very polite." she replied, giving my cock a squeeze with her pussy and beginning to roll her hips to drive me in and of her again. "You do not mind me being on top? Japanese men like their women to be submissive."

"No, I love being able to look at you." I wasn't lying, I thought she was absolutely stunning and mentally I compared her with Anna, she too was gorgeous, not only her looks but her personality as well. I realised I didn't have clue about their backgrounds, whether they had partners or not and what drove them to come on a trip such as this where the 'free love' of the 1960's seemed to have returned. No wonder Dave had been so pissed off at missing the trip and I mentally thanked him for including me instead.

A change in Reiko's tempo brought me back, she seemed to be forcing the pace a little, driving down onto me that little bit harder, I responded immediately, placing my hands on her hips to guide us and to help her. My cock was glistening now as it emerged each time and little foamy bubbles were seeping round the sides before disappearing in small rivulets.

I edged my hands inwards and stretched a thumb out, just managing to reach her clit, now a little bigger and harder. With the pad of my thumb I teased it, rolling it in little circles and pressing against it, whoever had designed the female body I thought, had got it about right, both men and women had their pleasure centres and it was so convenient that one fitted so nicely into the other. When you added in the other attractions like tits, it made a very pleasing whole.

I reached up with one hand and brushed my fingers over Reiko's breast, or more accurately her nipple, she gasped at the twin assault on her senses and covered my hand with hers, squashing the nipple hard into my palm. I felt her pussy pulse round my cock and thrust hard up into her, then like a filly entering the home straight she began to move with much more intensity, really driving my cock into her.

Faster and faster we moved and I sensed the time was nigh, I abandoned all restraint and concentrated on matching her pace and energy. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me and I knew there was nothing I could do now to hold back my orgasm. I felt it rising from deep inside me, I was riding the crest of the wave and then it crashed all about me, my cock spurting deep in her pussy as I felt the contractions of her walls round it.

Somewhere I heard her cry out, then she collapsed on top of my chest and I reached round and grabbed her backside in both hands and hammered my cock up and into her as hard as I could. My fingers found her arsehole, pushing hard against the centre, unable to penetrate as it pulsed beneath my fingertip.

Then with one last lunge I was still and I felt the tightness of her pussy relax and then her whole body went limp and she rolled off me, my cock slipping wetly out of her as her chest heaved and struggled for breath.

Another phrase from Shogun came to my mind, "Domo arigato." Thank you, at least I hoped.

"It was my pleasure," she murmured sleepily, "now can we turn the TV off and go to sleep?" The TV wasn't on, but then I realised she knew where my Japanese had come from. We snuggled down together and everything became dim and dark.

It wasn't that way when I woke, at first I thought it was still night, but as my eyes opened properly I could see that someone had turned the lights off and the brightness was in fact the sun behind the curtains. I was half lying on something soft and warm and as I came fully to, I realised my cock was pressing against a soft backside, one moreover that was slowly clenching and unclenching round it.

"Reiko?" I croaked.

"Who else?" she spun round and faced me, my cock now sandwiched between us. Her eyes were bright and smiling and I dreaded to think what I looked like. It didn't seem to faze her or put her off though, "We've just got time if you'd like to..."

I did and together we rolled until I was on top of her, my cock scrabbling to find her pussy. A little helping guidance from her and I was once more ensconced in that snug tunnel as, like old lovers, we began to move in harmony. It was gentle and loving, no rush, both of us just seeking to put the final full stop to a wonderful night and we came together, filling her again with my cum as our cries mingled in the morning light.

It would have been nice to shower together again, but I needed clean clothes and a shave, and with some considerable reluctance we parted, and I made my way back to my room.

I was first at breakfast for a change, Anna joined me a bit later, she didn't look particularly happy, either not enough sleep or too much I thought. I'd been so wrapped up in Reiko the day before that I couldn't remember who she'd been paired with. When the time came for the draw to be announced she perked up, giving me a knowing smile. What had she connived I wondered?

".... and Jason will be with Anna. That concludes the draw."

I turned to look at her, the smile had become a grin. She leaned in to me, "A whole night together, our last night, so don't expect any sleep or interruptions, just you and me and lots of fucking!"

"That was lucky then," I observed.

"Luck had nothing to do with it, but it cost me a blow job for Peter, just don't tell his wife."

I knew she'd been up to something, but I certainly wasn't going to complain.

We loaded up the buggy and headed off to the first tee, taking our turn to tee off. Anna was wearing a short skirt and I saw that like Reiko the day before she had eschewed the undershorts. As she hit her drive her skirt flew up and all I could se were two bare bum cheeks, my cock twitching as I wondered how I was going to get through eighteen holes knowing that there was a bare pussy beside me.

We got back into the buggy, "No panties?" I enquired, raising my eyebrows.

"Of course," she replied ambiguously, then flipped up the front of her skirt to reveal that she was actually wearing some. "It's a thong actually, a rather skimpy thong in truth, but he won't have to put up with me flashing my pussy at him all day." She reached across and gave my cock a gentle caress. I didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed.

At least the pace of play was better with no major hold ups, I tried not to let a pair of bare buttocks put me off but they were hard to ignore and my mind kept reverting to that first night when I'd had a ringside view of Anna's arse and pussy from behind. Luckily it didn't put me off my game and I was playing well.

We got to the halfway hut where there were several groups already, and I dived into the Gents' toilet to relive my bladder of the several bottles of water I'd consumed that morning. I stood at the urinal peeing, my eyes wandering around reading the posters and some pretty uninspiring graffiti.

Suddenly the door burst open and in crashed Anna, "The queue's too long in the Ladies' so I've come in here." She looked at the urinal beside me and for a frightening second I thought she was going to use it somehow, but she bustled past and went into one of the cubicles.

That didn't mean she shut the door though and with a mischievous look at me she reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties, or rather, thong down and plonked herself down on the loo. Immediately there was a hissing sound, followed by splashing as her pee streamed out of her. Surely this couldn't be happening to me two days in a row, it was beyond a co-incidence.

My cock was already stiffening and I managed to force out the last few drops, wondering how I was going to get it tucked back inside my shorts. I glanced at Anna, she was grinning and as our eyes met she slipped her thong over her feet and off, then spread her legs wide.

For the second time in two days I was treated to the sight of a stream of pee emanating from between a pair of pussy lips. Visions of Reiko sprang up and I knew this was no co-incidence, somehow I had been set up. "That looks interesting," Anna commented nodding towards my cock, "come here and let me have a closer look." I felt myself moving obediently to the cubicle, the sound of her pee still echoing round the bare room. She took hold of my cock and after a cursory look opened her mouth and took it inside.

If I hadn't been rock hard before I was then as I was sucked to the back of her mouth. I closed my eyes and let the sensation wash over me. She attacked my cock like a starving man attacks food, her lips and tongue working overtime, at that rate I was going to be filling her mouth with cum in no time flat. However it seemed that was not enough for her.

She ripped my shorts open and unceremoniously yanked them and my underwear down. "Here swap around." she commanded, releasing my cock from her mouth albeit keeping it still grasped in her hand as she stood up. "I can't wait till tonight, I want this in me now." We spun round in the narrow confines of the cubicle and I was sat forcibly on the toilet, my cock sticking straight up in the air. She lifted up her skirt and I could see the drops of pee still clinging to the lips of her pussy.

Then she straddled me and with one hand holding my cock and the other parting her pussy lips, she lowered herself down until she was sitting on my lap with my cock buried deep inside her. "We've got five minutes," she gasped as she started to bob up and down on me. I was still stunned by the rapid turn of events, but it didn't take me long to recover my wits. If I only had five minutes then that was fine by me.

I pulled up the hem of her golf shirt, underneath she was wearing a sports bra, that simplified the matter, I grasped the lower edge in my hands and lifted. The elastic stretched and two breasts popped out, as perfect as ever. Hungrily I attached my lips to her nipples, sucking them into my mouth in turn as my hands mauled the soft flesh and already I could feel the sheer excitement of what we were doing driving my arousal.

I half expected someone to come in, but no-one did, the grunts and gasps of our brutal rutting filled the room, echoing off the bare walls as our bodies slapped together, even with the door shut it would have been patently obvious what we were doing, but the door remained open and anyone could have seen us. In turn I pictured Phyllis's husband, or David coming in, imagining their probably very different reactions.

Then I felt that stirring inside me, that inexorable tightening in my balls, and I began to ram my cock hard up inside Anna. It wasn't the most comfortable of positions, nor the most salubrious surroundings, but the sheer carnality of the moment drove me on.

"Anna!" I gasped.

"Yes, cum in my cunt, I want to feel you dribbling out of me all day." That did it, my cock exploded, pumping jet after jet into her as her head went back and I felt her pussy contracting round me. Then it was all over and she slumped forward against me. If that was an appetiser for later on, then I was in for a torrid night.

She sat back and pulled her bra back down over her breasts, then grabbed a wad of toilet paper and put it to her pussy as she eased off my cock. On cue a huge splodge feel out, just being caught before it ran all over me. I stood up and squeezed round her as she threw it in the loo and more carefully folded some more and trapped it between her thong and her pussy. "That should do." she announced, "now let's get back before we are missed."

I played brilliantly for the rest of the round and handed my card to Peter for the final tallying. He looked at it, clearly impressed, "That should do it," he said, as it was added to the pile in front of him.

We all sat around having a drink, Anna was sitting very close beside me, her leg against mine and I was looking forward to re-introducing myself to her body after dinner.

"Right, silence please." announced Peter grandly. "As is traditional we have two winners, the men's winner is...." he paused dramatically, "... Jason." Cue for applause and a kiss from Anna. "And the women's winner is.... Samantha". Again much applause as he held up his hand for quiet. "And as has become traditional, just like at Wimbledon, the two champions will spend the night together with everyone else pairing off in the order they finished."

What! I felt and sensed the tension in Anna as the announcement sank in. I looked at Samatha, we'd chatted a few times and she was attractive and friendly, albeit coming across as a little reserved, but now as I appraised her as a bed partner I took in the large breasts, the curvy bum. Any other time and I would have been delighted to sleep with her, but I had been looking forward to a final night with Anna. As a newbie however, there was no way I could upset the apple cart.

It seemed as though Anna was giving me the cold shoulder over dinner, talking enthusiastically to everyone but me, I was a bit put out, it was hardly my fault, and once the meal was over she disappeared with Sarah. I looked around to see who else went, but other than David and Trevor, everyone else seemed to be there.

Samatha was giving me the 'let's go' look and I excused myself from my companions and followed her out. She led me to her room and closed the door behind us. "Are you OK with this? she asked me.

"Sure, why not?"

"Well I've noticed you seem to be spending quite a bit of time with Anna, and judging from her body language today she was not best pleased that you two would not be together tonight. If you'd rather be with her....?"

"Yes, Anna has been very kind to me as a newcomer and we do get on well, but there is nothing between us except as friends intent on having a good time. Just like everyone here." Was that the truth? I really didn't know.

"OK, that's fine, Anna and I aren't exactly bosom buddies, but I wouldn't want to upset her in anyway. So if you're sure....?" She gave me a second or two then reached own to the hem of her dress and lifted it up and over her head. Underneath she wore a plain bra and panties, I could see her breasts were indeed as large as I had imagined and her bum and hips were curvaceous. She was by no means Rubenesque, but she definitely had curves in all the right places.

Her bra was next off, her large breasts falling free, round and full with large nipples begging to be kissed and sucked. She did exactly that, lifting them up to her mouth and licking the brown nubs with the tip of her tongue, an impish look on her face.

Then down went her panties, she wasn't shaven, but had what I supposed could only be described as heavy designer stubble, her pubic triangle reshaped into a downward pointing arrowhead directing my look to her puffy pussy lips. I took it all in, she looked as though she was going to be a handful as she backed up to the bed and reclined on it, her legs parted and a 'come and get me ' look on her face.

My clothes were off in record time and thus began one of the more memorable nights of my life. It wasn't just that she wanted to try every position known to mankind, or that she had orgasm after orgasm, it was the enthusiasm with which she approached it all. Every time I came she was immediately trying to coax my cock back into life, using every means at her disposal until finally he went on strike, refusing to do anything but lie there.

Even then she refused to give up, trying to persuade me to give her another orgasm by hand or mouth until she accepted the inevitable and we crashed out cold. I didn't remember a thing about what remained of the night, when I woke it was just dawn and my cock was hard in my hand. I looked across at Samatha sleeping peacefully on top of the covers beside me and memories of the night came flooding back.

I looked at her curvy, soft backside and just for a second was tempted, but carefully rolled off the bed and dressed, creeping out of the door to make my way back to my own room. I half hoped I'd find Anna there, waiting for me, but was surprised to feel relieved when I saw that my bed was empty and unused. I crawled in and managed a couple more hours of sleep before my alarm woke me.

Anna was already at breakfast when I turned up, she was sitting with Sarah and both of them looked bright-eyed and bushy tailed. She looked up at me as I sat down heavily. "Knackered?" I nodded. "Why do you think no-one else tried hard to win?"

"You might have told me!"

"What would be the fun in that? You'll know for next year."

Then it was back to my room to pack and get ready for the journey home. Somehow Anna, the arch-manipulator, had managed to get me seated between herself and Sarah on the plane, they seemed to spend the entire journey passing things to and fro each other, somehow managing to brush against my cock every time, so I spent a couple of hours struggling with an uncomfortable bulge in my trousers. To be fair they kept apologising and even offered to sort it out for me, tempting though the offer was, the worry of an ever-present steward meant it all came to nought.

We disembarked and followed the interminable trail through passport control to baggage reclaim. "How are you getting home?" I asked Anna.

"My partner will be at work so it's a taxi for me." That was the first time a partner had been mentioned, it didn't surprise me, but did send a little shaft of disappointment through my mind.

"I could give you a lift if you wanted," I knew roughly where she lived from our general chats, it wasn't far out of my way.

"Haven't you got anyone waiting for you at home?"

I shook my head, "No, not any more."

She accepted my offer and once we had said our goodbyes to everyone else, set off for my car. Not much was said during the journey, going through my head was a feeling of sorrow, sorrow that the trip had come to an end, sorrow that I'd probably not be seeing Anna again, at least until next year. That is if I was invited. It had been made clear to everyone at the start that a repeat invitation was always conditional on the manner in which one entered into the extra-curricular activities, the golf was a given, what mattered was the sex.

I ran my mind back through the partners I'd had, as far as I could see none of them would have cause to suggest that I had not fulfilled my part of the bargain, although I had slipped out on Samantha, she'd smiled at me at breakfast but had studiously avoided us.

"This is it." I pulled onto an empty drive and switched off the engine. There was silence for a second or two, then, "Do you want to come in?"

"What about your partner?"

"She won't be home for hours."

She? "Then I would." Going through my mind was the last time we had sex, that quickie at the half-way hut, mind-blowing but ultimately unsatisfactory. We got out and I helped Anna with her clubs and suitcase, setting them down inside the front door which Anna closed.

A nano-second later we were in each other's arms, our mouths locked together as our tongues scrabbled. My hand was on her breast, mauling it through her T-shirt and bra and I could feel her hands fumbling at the fastenings for my trousers. We broke apart the faster to get each other's clothes off, then once more were locked together, her hand now furiously rubbing my hard cock, my fingers delving between her legs

She broke away again. "Not here, upstairs." she gasped, heading for the stairs. We nearly made it all the way up, the temptation was too great and before we'd got near the top my face was buried between her arse cheeks and my fingers were in her pussy. She spun round and my mouth closed on her pussy, tongue forcing its way into her cleft, seeking, probing as my hands grabbed the globes of her bum.

She wriggled out of my grasp and we finally made it to the top, I followed her into a bedroom with a big double bed neatly made. She ripped the covers back and fell onto it, lying back with her legs open. I fell between them and my cock slipped into her pussy, penetrating deep until our bodies came together. Immediately I started to ram my cock in and out of her, my passion matched every inch of the way by Anna, her hips rising up to meet thrusts. The sound of our furious coupling filled the room, grunts and groans, gasps as a particular sensation ran through one of us. This was only going to end one way, in a powerful explosion and sooner rather than later.

"Wait!" Suddenly Anna was pushing me off, was she having second thoughts about what we were doing in what seemed to be the connubial bed. She wriggled out from underneath me and rolled me onto my back, my cock sticking straight up into the air. "There's no rush, I don't want another quick fuck like yesterday, I want to enjoy this nice and slowly."

With that she threw a leg over my hips and straddled me, then lifted herself up and guided my cock to her pussy. Keeping her eyes fixed on mine she slowly lowered herself down, my cock splitting her apart as her walls slowly enveloped me in their warm softness. Her body came gently to rest on mine and she began to roll her hips, easing me slowly in and out.

"That's better," she sighed, "now we can take our time." I looked at her breasts, they didn't have the size of Samatha's or the nipples of Reiko, but they looked perfect to me, sitting pertly on her chest, I reached up and cupped them, brushing my thumbs over the ends. I felt my body relaxing, as we moved gently together, the mad lust now gone, replaced with an easy familiarity, a feeling of comfort and belonging.

It seemed to go on and on, I lost track of time as the world narrowed round us, then a woman's voice came from the doorway, "So this is what you get up to when I'm not here! You're away playing that stupid game all week and when I leave work early to come and give you a welcome home treat, I find you're already getting one."

I expected Anna to freak out, but she barely reacted, her gentle undulations pausing for just a second. I couldn't really see who had interrupted us, but it wasn't hard to guess who it had to be, her partner. I waited for the inevitable argument.

"Hello Jan, come in and meet Jason, he's got a lovely cock."

The woman advanced into my line of view, "Hello Jason, long time no see." I peered at her, surely it couldn't be? "Anna," she continued, "you remember me telling you about my arsehole first husband, well this is him, but you are right, his one redeeming feature was his cock."

To my surprise she started to remove her clothes, her body hadn't changed much, still lithe and youthful looking, just a little curvier. She knelt on the bed and then a leg was thrown over my head, her body facing Anna as I looked up into what had once been a very familiar pussy. "Now Jason," she continued, "why don't you be a good boy for once and lick my cunt while I say hello to Anna?"

I really had little choice, not that I was going to forego an offer like that, Anna riding my cock whilst Jan knelt above me, allowing my tongue to slide along her increasingly slick pussy. I was conscious that Anna and Jan were kissing and fondling each other, not that I could see a great deal, my vision was pretty much limited to Jan's pussy and arsehole and above that her back.

Unbelievably arousing though it all was, I was struggling to retain focus, Anna's pussy was still squeezing my cock with every undulation of her body and I could sense from the way that she was moving that her arousal was growing by the minute, her body was starting to come down harder on mine, the intensity slowly increasing with every thrust. Also I wanted to enjoy this, to watch her cum, not to have my face buried in a pussy, even one as nice as Jan's.

My prayers were answered, Jan rolled away from me and my view of Anna re-appeared, still as magnificent as ever. I wiped my mouth, removing much of the overspill of Jan's juices, Anna smiled at me, then turned to look at Jan. She had kept rolling and was reaching into the drawer of a bedside cabinet. Her hand emerged holding a dildo, a quite large a realistic looking cock. Impishly she put it in her mouth and drew it in and out a few times before opening her legs wide and putting it to her pussy.

I watched entranced as her lips parted and stretched round it and it slowly disappeared inside her, then began to slide in and out in a steady rhythm. My attention switched back to Anna, just as her eyes left Jan as well. We both smiled, she had a smug look on her face, I could almost read her thoughts, she clearly thought she had the better deal. All I had to do was deliver on my end of it.

I reached up and cupped her breasts again, thumbs teasing her nipples, just flicking at the little nub in the middle then caressing the softness around it. I could feel them responding to my touch and I rolled them gently between my finger and thumb, Anna seemed to like that, she closed her eyes and I could see her teeth softly biting her bottom lip.

Her body meanwhile was still moving vigorously, my cock sliding easily in and out of her slick pussy, I could see it spearing into her, stretching her open as we came together, then nearly escaping before plunging back in. I heard a whimper from beside us, Jan was seemingly also getting close to an orgasm, the dildo was being pumped furiously in and out of a puffy looking pussy, her juices were escaping round it creating a foamy build-up between her legs.

A soft moan broke from Anna, I could feel the tempo change, speeding up, more intense and I reacted, dropping my hands to her thighs and sliding my thumbs inwards until I could put pressure on her clit which I could see now, engorged, protruding from its hood. I rolled it with the pad of my thumb eliciting a gasp from her mouth and a squeeze round my cock. Now was not the time for subtlety, I responded by ramming my hips forcefully upwards, meeting her downward motion, our bodies slapping together.

I could feel my orgasm brewing deep inside me and I allowed it free rein, mounting and spreading through my body, then suddenly it was rising swiftly, soaring and I knew I couldn't stop it now even if I wanted to. Our eyes met, mine sending an unmistakeable signal, Anna nodded and my cock erupted inside her, spurt after spurt shooting deep into her pussy. I felt her walls clamp round me and then she was shuddering and trembling, our bodies losing co-ordination as we fruitlessly tried to maintain our rhythm.

There was a cry beside us, I looked over, Jan was still ramming the fake cock in and out of her pussy, her hips had lifted off the bed and her eyes and face were screwed up tight as her orgasm swept through her body.

Then suddenly all was still and quiet, Anna fell forward onto my chest, my cock still easing gently in and out of her although I could feel it starting to shrink. Jan collapsed back onto the bed, her breasts rising and falling on her chest as she fought for breath. Anna's lips met mine in a tender kiss and then with an apologetic look she rolled off me, my cock slipping easily from her pussy. She wriggled over to Jan and their arms went round each other as they kissed, bodies gently moving against the other.

Suddenly, I really did feel like the spare prick at a wedding, and began to roll off the bed to leave them to their reunion. "Where do you think you're going?" asked Jan, a slight edge to her voice.

"I thought I'd leave you to...."

She turned to Anna, "How many times did he fuck you in Türkiye?"

"Two or three," she replied, a little vaguely.

"Well, get back into bed then," she addressed me again, "I've got some ground to make up."