Please read the previous part here ( The Honeymoon – 4 ). Now let’s continue
Just as my impending orgasm crashed thru me, Anthony also came in my mouth. I took a while to come around and ended up with Anthony’s cum dripping from my mouth. I realized and quickly swallowed what little I had left.
Akbar quickly replaced him and pushed his cock in my mouth. I continued sucking him with the same eagerness and passion while Amar continued to fuck me till another thrilling orgasm hit me and he came himself too. I was tired but not done yet.
I felt like some volcano had exploded inside me bringing out my dormant sexual cravings in the open. Akbar was quick to replace Amar and fucked me nice and slow matching Amar’s style. Anthony couldn’t have stayed far behind so he crawled into bed offering me his limp cock.
I started sucking him eagerly wanting to make him fully hard before Akbar finished pumping my cunt with his juice. I was clearly now like a bitch in heat, hungry for any cock willing to satisfy my urges. My hard work on Anthony paid off just in time to get him rock hard by the time Akbar filled me with his juices.
I looked at Anthony with a naughty smile and a wink. He smiled back understanding what I was hinting at. He entered my sloppy wet pussy dripping with Akbar’s and Amar’s juices and went full speed pounding me like there was no tomorrow.
By now I had lost count of how many times I had been fucked and how many times I had orgasmed. By the time Anthony filled me up, I was bloody tired but still short of passing out. I simply crashed into sleep right after. I woke up around 8pm to find myself alone in the room.
The keycard was kept on the bedside table next to me. My clothes were neatly folded and kept on the other side of the bed. I got up and went to the bathroom and cleaned. Then I got dressed and stepped out. I met Akbar in the passage way and exchanged a deep meaningful smile.
I gave him the keycard, he said “keep it Reena. I hope you enjoyed what happened in there today”? I looked around and found no one else in the passage and no cameras either. So quickly held his face locking in a nice lip kiss saying “thank you dear. Yes, I really had the best time of my life”.
Amar said “consider that room yours for a few days at least” and left. I then entered my own hotel room and as expected Dinesh was still fast asleep. I slipped into bed falling asleep beside him only to be roughly woken up by him after an hour.
Dinesh said “wow Reena, we seemed to slept the day away. Let’s quickly shower and get ready to enjoy the night where that waiter had suggested”.
I laughed in my mind because between going to bed in the afternoon to waking up now, I had already enjoyed a wonderful sex filled afternoon with three studs while you, my drunk hubby slept right next door. Soon we got dressed with Dinesh wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans.
I wore a bright red frock with an aggressive neckline purposely without bra and panties. We left to the open air dining area following Amar at 9pm. Dinesh again was carrying his full bottle of Jack Daniel’s with another novel.