What I Did In My Holidays (Futa/F, facefuck)

Story by koba_yashi

I just thought I’d tell you guys about an encounter I had a while back. It still makes me hot thinking about. Anyway, on with the show…

A few years ago I was travelling around South-East Asia with two friends of mine. It was three girls discovering themselves and all that jazz. I won’t go into details about my friends because they weren’t involved in this story. They don’t even know what happened. Me, I’m about 5’ 7”, with shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes. Kinda athletic build and perky but smallish boobs. My friends tell me I’m quite pretty but then I suppose they would http://www.spirit-plumber.com/f3/board/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

Anyway, we were travelling back from the Phi-Phi islands by ferry. We’d been to a fire-dancing party the night before, and we were all a little worse for wear. We’d been pretty clever with the ferry trip though – it was the first one of the morning and we were travelling outside of tourist season. There was barely anyone on board and we got to see the sunrise over the South China Sea – its really beautiful.

Both of my friends decided to head inside and try and sleep – it was a bit darker in the main cabin area, and they were afraid of sunburn if they slept outside. I sat out on the deck and dangled my feet over the side. I was out there alone for a while until one of the other passengers, a Thai woman, came out to the deck.

I’m not really into girls, but she was really unbelievably hot. I mean 10/10, without a doubt. She was tall, with slender legs, curvy in all the right places and a really cute face. Her hair was sleek, black and shiny and came down to halfway down her back. She was wearing a purple one-piece swimsuit with a flowery yellow sarong, and she moved her hips like she was slowly fucking the air. She sat down on a chair a little way away from me.

Now you all know where this is going, but at the time it was a surprise. The way she was sitting, the sarong had parted a little and I could see her crotch, or rather a bulge in her crotch. I was a little confused and looked away at first, then realisation hit. A bolt of adrenaline shot through me, from fear or excitement or what I don’t know. I started surreptitiously glancing at her, trying to look for clues. All I could see were her juicy pink lips and perfect boobs.

Obviously I wasn’t surreptitious enough in my glances, because she looked directly at me and smiled. I quickly turned away, heart pounding, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. I felt guilty for staring, but I really couldn’t believe what I had seen. Next thing I know, a wave of sweet coconut aroma washes over me as she sits next to me. She said something in Thai, her voice quite soft.

“I’m sorry, its just I’ve never… I mean you’re so…” I blabber, until she puts a perfectly manicured finger to my lips. That shut me up, let me tell you. She looks around a bit, then pulls her sarong away. Despite the major shock, I’m staring at the bulge in her swimsuit. I’ve never been good with guessing size but this one was pretty big. Then she leans over to me, so her hot breath bathes my ear.

“You want touch?” she asks.

Mind=blown.

Just the sheer exoticness of her, and the confidence, bowled me over. I went from awkward, embarrassed tourist to awkward, embarrassed, horny tourist in a nanosecond.

I was still hesitant, but you can’t really blame me for that. I reached out and touched the soft bulge through the thin purple lycra. It felt like a cock alright, but some part of me still thought maybe it was fake. I didn’t dare look her in the eyes, so I just stared at her crotch.

Now I don’t know about you guys, but I love a hard cock more than a soft one. Better than both, however, is a cock that’s growing in your hand. I just love the way it swells up and moves on it’s own, it’s so incredibly erotic. The wind was whipping through our hair and the ocean was fizzing around us, but I completely forgot about everything while I explored this girlcock. I could feel it roll around in my palm, engorging itself on my touch. I almost forgot about the rest of this woman until she reached down and yanked away the lycra, and the uncut shaft and balls flopped lazily into the sun.

She turned my head toward her and gave me soft, sensual kiss. Her lips were as divine as they looked. I was total putty in her hands. She leaned in to whisper in my ear, and I felt the glowing heat from her body.

“Suck me,” she whispered. Her voice was hungry, urgent.

I have a confession to make at this point. I love to suck cock. Really love it. It’s more than the feeling of that tube meat on my tongue. It’s partly to do with making it hard – a dick swe

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