It was about a year after our episode with Jane and once again we were back in Spain for a summer break, just Emma and I. Jane had all but disappeared from our lives after she had met and moved in with an older guy who had cut her off from most of her former friends and took her away from the town where we lived and without her influence our sex life had returned to what most people would call normal.
The promise that i had made to Emma during our last sexual encounter with Jane had become a distant memory and i never really thought she would call in the debt even though we used to joke about it whenever Emma happened to talk to anyone over 50 but i really got the impression that she had put the idea out of her head and that it would never happen.
We had been in Spain for a couple of days and had met a group of people from Holland, three couples who were holidaying together, all about our age and all quite attractive, especially one of the women who was married to a really nice guy named Martin. She had the body of a glamour model and the face of a film star but in all the time we spent with them i don't think i ever see her smile, in fact she always looked as though she didn't want to be there and made absolutely no effort to mix with the others.On the couple of occasions we went out with them she always wanted to leave early and used to drag a very unwilling Martin off with her and while the others seemed happy to see her go they used to get angry that Martin had to leave with her. The other girls used to refer to her as "your highness" behind her back while the guys preferred "the bitch" but every body seemed to love Martin who was the life and soul of the party.
One night we all went out and were having a great time drinking and talking when Martin's wife stood up and motioned for him to drink up. He tried to talk her into staying for a while longer but she refused and began to raise her voice, apparently demanding that he finish his beer and take her back to the hotel. We all sat there watching as the argument rumbled on until she finally screamed at him and turned on her heels and stamped off.
We all sat there in an awkward silence while an angry looking Martin gulped down his beer and went off to the bar. The other couples were a bit shocked by what they had seen and offered to walk back with martin so he could try to smooth things over but he was adamant that he wasn't going to give in and just sat there drinking. After the argument the atmosphere had become a bit strained and about an hour or so later the other couples went home but Martin refused to join them saying he was going to stay out so Emma and I said we would keep an eye on him and make sure he got back to the hotel safely.
Once the others had left, Martins mood lifted and he started to resemble the his old self, cracking jokes and making suggestive comments about Emma who was loving the attention and openly flirting with him even sitting on his lap and teasing him while we all laughed.
When she eventually stood up he went off to get a round of drinks and Emma turned to me and said " Do you remember that night with Jane?, well i think it's time i had my reward"
I was a bit taken aback but knew i had to agree, after all she had let me fuck her friend and i had made a promise to her, albeit one that i never thought i would never have to honour, that she could do the same so i looked at her and said "Where? we can't go back to the hotel in case one of the others see us" and she just smiled and said "You leave that to me".
An unaware Martin returned with the drinks but before he could sit down Emma said "Leave them Martin we're gong for a walk" and guided him toward the door. She led us down toward the sea and onto the beach all the way down to the waters edge before turning to Martin and asking if he found her attractive. He turned and looked at me but i just smiled and turned away, letting him answer the question. I heard them talk a bit more and then Emma led us all off to an area where there were a couple of deserted sunbeds where she sat down and called us both forward.
She lifted her dress over her head and ordered us to strip. We began to remove our clothes and i heard Emma gasp as Martin pulled off his underpants revealing a huge hard cock, easily twice the size of mine which looked very poor by comparison. This had answered the nagging question that had been in my head ever since we'd met him which was how he'd managed to marry such a beautiful Woman!
Emma leaned forward and began to rub his cock, using both hands to slowly wank him off before leaning even closer and taking it in her mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth taking a sizeable amount into her mouth leaving it covered with saliva that left a long string attached as she eventually pulled back. I moved forward and closed my eyes as i felt her mouth close over my cock groaning as she took my entire length in one gulp making me go weak at the knees. She pulled away and removed her underwear before laying back and rubbing her very wet pussy inviting me to taste her juice, an offer which i gratefully took her up on.
I went down and began to lick at her as she writhed and moaned and when i looked up i noticed that she had Martins cock in her mouth and was sucking like a porn star as he fucked at her mouth, holding her head.
This went on for a couple of minutes before she pushed me away and pulled Martin between her legs who didn't need a second invitation. I watched as he positioned himself on top of her and ever so slowly began to ease his massive cock inside her.
Emma's eyes opened wide and she began to groan loudly as he inserted it inch by inch until he was almost fully inside of her. By now she was biting her hand and trying to move away, shaking her head but he grabbed her firmly by the hips and slammed it home. Emma screamed and pulled him down reaching behind him and grabbing handfuls of his arse while he began to fuck her hard, each downward motion being met by her upward thrusts accompanied by her almost screaming with pleasure.
I moved closer and put my cock in her mouth and she responded by taking the whole lot right down to my balls sucking hard as i fucked her mouth as Martin banged away taking out his frustration on Emma's aching cunt until he began to moan filling Emma's pussy with his hot come. After he pulled out i moved toward Emma and turned her over onto her knees and used my fingers to spread her juice over her tight arsehole before slowly working my cock into her backside. She pushed back at me while reaching between her legs and inserting her fingers into her well used pussy, thrusting them in and out until she finally came, groaning loudly before falling forward onto her stomach whimpering softly.
I was brought back to Earth by the sound of applause and turned to see a small crowd, including a couple of girls, who had sneaked close enough to watch the entire thing and had clearly enjoyed the spectacle. An unashamed Emma stood up and gave a bow before walking off to clean herself off in the sea.
Emma slipped her dress back on abandoning her underwear and we made our way back to the hotel, Martin stayed a while longer on the beach, no doubt trying to work out what had just happened.
I fucked Emma again down an alley behind the hotel on the way back while she thanked me over and over again for a night that she, or I ,would ever forget.
The promise that i had made to Emma during our last sexual encounter with Jane had become a distant memory and i never really thought she would call in the debt even though we used to joke about it whenever Emma happened to talk to anyone over 50 but i really got the impression that she had put the idea out of her head and that it would never happen.
We had been in Spain for a couple of days and had met a group of people from Holland, three couples who were holidaying together, all about our age and all quite attractive, especially one of the women who was married to a really nice guy named Martin. She had the body of a glamour model and the face of a film star but in all the time we spent with them i don't think i ever see her smile, in fact she always looked as though she didn't want to be there and made absolutely no effort to mix with the others.On the couple of occasions we went out with them she always wanted to leave early and used to drag a very unwilling Martin off with her and while the others seemed happy to see her go they used to get angry that Martin had to leave with her. The other girls used to refer to her as "your highness" behind her back while the guys preferred "the bitch" but every body seemed to love Martin who was the life and soul of the party.
One night we all went out and were having a great time drinking and talking when Martin's wife stood up and motioned for him to drink up. He tried to talk her into staying for a while longer but she refused and began to raise her voice, apparently demanding that he finish his beer and take her back to the hotel. We all sat there watching as the argument rumbled on until she finally screamed at him and turned on her heels and stamped off.
We all sat there in an awkward silence while an angry looking Martin gulped down his beer and went off to the bar. The other couples were a bit shocked by what they had seen and offered to walk back with martin so he could try to smooth things over but he was adamant that he wasn't going to give in and just sat there drinking. After the argument the atmosphere had become a bit strained and about an hour or so later the other couples went home but Martin refused to join them saying he was going to stay out so Emma and I said we would keep an eye on him and make sure he got back to the hotel safely.
Once the others had left, Martins mood lifted and he started to resemble the his old self, cracking jokes and making suggestive comments about Emma who was loving the attention and openly flirting with him even sitting on his lap and teasing him while we all laughed.
When she eventually stood up he went off to get a round of drinks and Emma turned to me and said " Do you remember that night with Jane?, well i think it's time i had my reward"
I was a bit taken aback but knew i had to agree, after all she had let me fuck her friend and i had made a promise to her, albeit one that i never thought i would never have to honour, that she could do the same so i looked at her and said "Where? we can't go back to the hotel in case one of the others see us" and she just smiled and said "You leave that to me".
An unaware Martin returned with the drinks but before he could sit down Emma said "Leave them Martin we're gong for a walk" and guided him toward the door. She led us down toward the sea and onto the beach all the way down to the waters edge before turning to Martin and asking if he found her attractive. He turned and looked at me but i just smiled and turned away, letting him answer the question. I heard them talk a bit more and then Emma led us all off to an area where there were a couple of deserted sunbeds where she sat down and called us both forward.
She lifted her dress over her head and ordered us to strip. We began to remove our clothes and i heard Emma gasp as Martin pulled off his underpants revealing a huge hard cock, easily twice the size of mine which looked very poor by comparison. This had answered the nagging question that had been in my head ever since we'd met him which was how he'd managed to marry such a beautiful Woman!
Emma leaned forward and began to rub his cock, using both hands to slowly wank him off before leaning even closer and taking it in her mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth taking a sizeable amount into her mouth leaving it covered with saliva that left a long string attached as she eventually pulled back. I moved forward and closed my eyes as i felt her mouth close over my cock groaning as she took my entire length in one gulp making me go weak at the knees. She pulled away and removed her underwear before laying back and rubbing her very wet pussy inviting me to taste her juice, an offer which i gratefully took her up on.
I went down and began to lick at her as she writhed and moaned and when i looked up i noticed that she had Martins cock in her mouth and was sucking like a porn star as he fucked at her mouth, holding her head.
This went on for a couple of minutes before she pushed me away and pulled Martin between her legs who didn't need a second invitation. I watched as he positioned himself on top of her and ever so slowly began to ease his massive cock inside her.
Emma's eyes opened wide and she began to groan loudly as he inserted it inch by inch until he was almost fully inside of her. By now she was biting her hand and trying to move away, shaking her head but he grabbed her firmly by the hips and slammed it home. Emma screamed and pulled him down reaching behind him and grabbing handfuls of his arse while he began to fuck her hard, each downward motion being met by her upward thrusts accompanied by her almost screaming with pleasure.
I moved closer and put my cock in her mouth and she responded by taking the whole lot right down to my balls sucking hard as i fucked her mouth as Martin banged away taking out his frustration on Emma's aching cunt until he began to moan filling Emma's pussy with his hot come. After he pulled out i moved toward Emma and turned her over onto her knees and used my fingers to spread her juice over her tight arsehole before slowly working my cock into her backside. She pushed back at me while reaching between her legs and inserting her fingers into her well used pussy, thrusting them in and out until she finally came, groaning loudly before falling forward onto her stomach whimpering softly.
I was brought back to Earth by the sound of applause and turned to see a small crowd, including a couple of girls, who had sneaked close enough to watch the entire thing and had clearly enjoyed the spectacle. An unashamed Emma stood up and gave a bow before walking off to clean herself off in the sea.
Emma slipped her dress back on abandoning her underwear and we made our way back to the hotel, Martin stayed a while longer on the beach, no doubt trying to work out what had just happened.
I fucked Emma again down an alley behind the hotel on the way back while she thanked me over and over again for a night that she, or I ,would ever forget.
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