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I cleared Customs and looked around for my brother but couldn't see him. I did notice a beautiful Oriental woman waving a placard with my name on it. She walked toward me giving me a chance to thoroughly examine her. She was wearing a white summer dress. It was cut low in front exposing a great deal of her large breasts and short enough to reveal a goodly portion of lithe golden thighs. Her breasts swayed and jiggled as she walked towards me. The white material of her dress emphasised the golden tones of her skin.

Without saying a word she kissed me on the cheek. Her body pressed against mine squashing her breasts against my chest, causing my cock to stir from its slumbers. Her exotic scent filled my nostrils heightening my excitement.

She said that her name was Pak, my brother's wife. We'd never met before.

I had to go to Hong Kong, on business, and decided to make a detour to visit Paul, whom I'd not seen for three years. Pak took my arm and led me to her car. She told me that my brother was away, up country, but was due back the next day.

I was finding it hard to believe that my brother could have married such a beautiful woman. He'd written to me that she was half Thai, half French, and that she was beautiful. I'd imagined her as being small and dainty. Pak was tall, almost as tall as me.

My eyes ran down to her slim waist then to the supple buttocks which were rippling underneath the tightness of the dress, as she walked in front of me as we crossed the car park. Her walk made me think of a water bed. The way the buttocks collided together, and then rolled away to come back together again, kept my cock at full mast as I imagined screwing her from the rear and having those half moons rolling against my pelvis as l shoved my cock into her pussy. Immediately I felt guilty because she was my brother’s wife and I shouldn’t be thinking like that.

We put the luggage in the boot. She insisted an arranging it neatly nearly giving me a heart attack. As she bend over my eyes feasted on the flash of golden thighs and the minuscule white panties which left most of her buttocks bare.

When I settled down, next to her in the front seat of the car, she caught me adjusting my erection which was trying to bore its way through my thin summer trousers. She smiled and I think there was a simultaneous realisation that something very sensual was happening between us. I couldn't keep my eyes away from her deep cleavage, as she bent forward to turn the ignition key. The material fell away and I saw that she wasn't wearing a bra and caught a glimpse of a large, dark brown nipple.
I was aware that my cock was bulging, in my summer trousers and was clearly visible, even though l desperately tried to hide it. She reached to change gear and her fingertips lightly brushed against it causing me to jerk with surprise. At first I thought it was accidental but I saw a mischievous glint in her large brown eyes. Every time she changed gear, after that, she managed to stroke the length of my cock. My cock pounded and throbbed with great urgency. A tiny wet patch began growing on the front of my trousers as my cock started to leak.

I couldn't stop staring at her golden legs, now completely exposed, because her skirt had ridden up all the way up her thighs. I could even see the crotch of the tiny white panties which couldn't contain the black pubic hairs. The triangle of sheer silk was plastered to her pussy perfectly outlining and was framed by tendrils of coarse black pubic hair. She made no move to pull her skirt down, during the entire half hour trip. I was practically creaming my trousers by the time we stopped.

We'd arrived at the house, which overlooked the ocean, as the sun began to set. She parked and we went through the house to the veranda. We stood at the railings and watched the sun sinking over the horizon. The air was scented with the heavy perfume of tropical flowers but none were stronger than the mixture of perfume and body odour which came from her. We stood silently gazing at the giant red orb of the sun disappearing, as if it was being swallowed by the sea, but the beauty was lost on me, as all l could focus on was the sexy woman standing next to me.

So silently that I didn't even notice a servant had brought out a tray with ice-cold drinks. We sat down, side by side, on the rattan sofa sipping ice-cold drinks. Suddenly she turned towards me and boldly dropped a hand on my knee. I gasped with surprise as her slim, golden hand began stroking up my thigh heading for the length of my stiff penis. It was perfectly outlined by the material as it snaked down my leg. It jerked wildly in anticipation.

I didn't know what to do. She was my brother's wife. I'd only just met her and she was making sexual overtures. I didn't know how to respond. While I wrestled with my dilemma her hand slipped all the way up my thigh to rest on the head of my stiff cock.
I fought to control my breathing. The air was still very hot and I broke into a sweat. I felt as if I was on the point of passing out from the heat and the excitement of her touch. I'd just flown for sixteen hour and felt woozy and tired. My mind was reeling with shock.

Her fingers traced the outline of my cock before curling around my hard shaft. She began to stroke its length and squeezed the head each time her fingers reached it.

“Your brother wasn't lying when he told me that you had a bigger one than his! He said that your nickname at school was Horse. Is it true that girls used to shriek and run away when they saw the size of your cock? Is it really over ten inches long?” Pak hissed as her fingers continued stroking my erection.

My brother and I, although great friends, have always been rivals when it came to women. My cock is an eight of an inch short of eleven inches while his is only just over eight. Mine is also thicker than his. What he'd not told his wife was the number of times I'd struck out with women, when they saw the size of my cock. I’d lost count of the number of women who've shrieked that something that big would surely kill them or cause grievous bodily harm. Despite my larger endowment my brother had more success with the ladies than I. It seemed a godsend when I met my wife Sandrine. She has an unusually loose sex and needs a cock my size for her to feel that she's got something inside her.
Sorry to have gone off on a tangent!

It seemed obvious that Pak didn't stand on ceremonies and was completely open about sex. Knowing my brother I also realised that she would be highly sexed and terrific in bed.

She sidled against me, pressing her lush body against mine. She pressed her soft mouth against mine. Passionately she licked my inner bottom lip with her probing tongue, as her fingers continued their exploration of my stiff cock. She squirmed and l could feel her supple breasts sliding against my chest. With her free hand she undid the buttons of my shirt. I felt the heat of her almost bare tits against my bare chest as she rubbed against me like a kitten. It sent a shiver down my spine and made my stiff cock throb even more wildly with anticipation against the palm of her hand.

She was breathing heavily through her nose, as the passion of our kissing increased. Her hand left my cock and fumbled with my zip. Her body shook and her almost naked breasts slid in the sweat which was pouring down my chest. Despite my doubts and guilt about what was happening I knew that I was helpless to resist her. We continued kissing. Her full lips were plastered against mine with her tongue slipping in and out of my mouth. She used two hands to undo my belt and unzip my trousers. Her hand slipped inside my boxer shorts to make contact with my throbbing and very swollen cock. I had to exert all of my self control to stop the urge to ejaculate.

“It's so big and so hard! Paul wasn't exaggerating. He tells me that I'm insatiable. He said that I would meet my match if I ever went to bed with you. He wasn't lying about the size but was he exaggerating about your virility? I can't wait to see it!' She moaned into my mouth. Her hand curled round my hardness, as her tongue continued to probe my mouth. Her fingers explored every inch of my pole, from the base to the swelling dome of the knob. It grew even harder with every teasing touch.

I didn't have to do anything except try to control my excitement. But I did lift my bottom off the seat as she pulled my trousers and boxer shorts off. It was like being in a dream and I could hardly believe that I was sitting thousands of miles from home with an extremely gorgeous, golden Oriental woman, whom I'd only just met and who was married to my brother, openly stroking my erection
Pak stared down hard at my quivering rod as it sprung free from my clothes, its fat tip pointing at her face. Almost reverently she took the hard pulsating shaft, between her delicate hands, and gently massaged it. Her fingers slipped up and down as she continued staring at it. Her golden fingers worked their way up from the base of my cock, travelling sensually up the entire length of the shaft, to the sensitive domed head.

I watched, hardly daring to take a breath, enthralled by how white my cock looked in her golden hand. A small drop of lubrication popped out from the tiny slit in my cock's head and she smeared it over the dome with the pad of her thumb. I groaned as skilfully she moved her velvet fist up and down my pale cock. My hips jerked up from the seat, with overwhelming excitement, as she smothered the length of my cock with the silky touch of her sweaty palm, now coated with the oozing from my cock as she cupped my balls with her other hand.

She pulled her mouth away from mine and started kissing my bare chest. She ran her tongue around my nipples. She took each one in her mouth and sucked gently and I discovered, for the first time, that it was very pleasurable and sexy. I'd heard that Oriental women were skilled in the arts of love and Pak was showing me that it had been no exaggeration. Slowly her mouth worked its way down my body, licking my belly button on the way, until it was only inches away from my throbbing column of hard flesh.

!n the past I'd always been the one doing the seducing so it felt very strange to have the roles reversed, strange but very exciting! That she was my brother's wife, that we came from different cultures, added a mind-boggling sexual dimension to the extraordinary turn of events.
Furtively I looked at my watch. I'd only been in Thailand for just over two hour and was on the point of being fellated by my brother's gorgeous wife! It was like a fantasy and I wasn’t sure that I wasn’t dreaming.

I watched in amazement as, opening her moistly glistening lips, she lowered her mouth over the pulsing domed-head of my pulsing cock and began to bob her head up and down my quivering stalk.

There had been very few women who'd ever achieved this or had even wanted to do it.

!n the balmy air of twilight, sitting out in the open on the veranda bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, I watched her full lips slithering up and down my pale sex pole. One of her hand caressed my loaded balls and the other massaged expertly the thick base of my cock as her mouth sucked and teased my aching dome. Slowly she worked her mouth down until she had almost three quarters of my cock inside her mouth. Her cheeks were swelling then hollowing as she expertly deep-throated me. !t was the very first time that any woman had ever managed to take as much of my cock into her mouth. She gagged and sputtered, at first, as the head constricted her throat. She pulled her mouth back temporarily, but only for a few seconds, so that she could take a deep breath. Again she slithered her hot lips dawn over my rampant rod, as she adjusted her throat to accept its size.

To say that I was in heaven is a gross understatement.

I heaved my bottom off the seat so that I could shove my cock even deeper into the warm inner flesh of her mouth and throat. !t was a tight fit. Her throat clamped around the bluntness of my knob as it responded to her incredible sucking by becoming even more swollen. The sensation was unique and incredible, something I'd never experienced before!

As she fellated me I saw the top of her golden breasts quiver and jiggle as they tried to escape the confine of her dress. I wished that they were free so that she could wrap them around the part of my cock she couldn't get into her mouth. I knew that there was no way I would be able to control myself for much longer. The stimuli of her sucking mouth and the sight of her lush body were too awesome and my hips started to buck in frenzied motion as the spunk started its slow upward path.
Pak was still taking almost the entire length of my penis into her mouth and throat. Her tongue was fluttering over the pulsating tip. When my cock slid forward the length of my shaft rasped against the surface of her flattened tongue, as the head slid into her throat. I'd never felt anything like it and I made the most of it!

She must have felt the gathering of my spunk because she increased the speed of her lips sliding up and down my throbbing shaft. Her hand continued to knead my balls, as if trying to squeeze them into emptying their heavy load into her sucking mouth. Her other hand was kneading my buttocks and the tip of her middle finger tickled its way into the tight ring of my sphincter muscle.

My hugely swollen cock seemed to swell to an even thicker dimension as I ejaculated my spunk into her sucking mouth. My thick seminal fluids continued to fill her mouth as she gulped and swallowed as fast as she could. She tried hard to cope with the gushing spunk which already filled her mouth, but some trickled out of the corners of her lips. !t glistened obscenely as it trickled down her chin. She managed to swallow most of my thick spunk. When she finally released my spent cock, her pink tongue lapped up the whitish drops which adorned her full, pouting lips. She sat up and grinned mischievously at me.

“That was one of the best cocktail I've ever tasted and it's made me hungry for more. Welcome to our house and Thailand!” She said gaily, her eyes twinkling wickedly.

After tidying ourselves up we entered house. We sat down to a meal which the servants silently served. The flavours were new to me but exquisite. We talked as if we were old friends. I was having trouble believing that the mouth, which was talking so animatedly, had been sucking my cock only a few minutes previously. Afterwards we sat on the veranda listening to the night noises, and the music coming from the servant quarters. We swapped news and she told me about some of the things they'd planned for me.

The combination of jet-lag and the intense blow job combined to make me feel totally exhausted. I excused myself and went to my room. I hardly managed to get rid of my clothes before falling onto the bed. I was asleep in no time at all.

Sometime during the night I woke up to find a body straddling me. The moonlight, flooding through the window, allowed me to see the curvy figure of Pak settling down over my hips. As I surfaced from my deep sleep I realised that my cock was very hard and pointing straight up from my groin. A delicate hand had wrapped itself around my shaft causing the head to slip against the very slippery slit of a vagina.

As my eyes became more accustomed to the semi darkness I got my first good look at her magnificent body. The heavy breasts swung from side to side as, with a low deep-throated growl, Pak pressed her wet pussy down against the head of my erection. I watched my pale shaft disappear into the blackness of her pubic bush. The head of my cock burst through the warm, wet pussy folds and lurched inside a warm, wet velvet sheath. She made small mewling sounds of pain and pleasure as she screwed herself down on my cock. It took her quite some time. She paused frequently to get used to absorbing the unusual size of my cock inside her. Ten minutes or so later my cock was buried fully inside her tightly locked vaginal walls.

Pak sat still, trembling uncontrollably, as she got used to being stretched so widely. A few minutes later she began to ground her wet, hot cunt round and round my throbbing cock. Inch by inch I shuttled my cock back and forth into the pulsating and hungrily clasping walls of her cunt. She flexed her inner muscles tightly around it as I humped my hips off the bed and thrust the entire length of my incredibly hard penis into her fiery wet depths, without mercy.

She bounced up and down on my towering cock in a wild frenzy. Once again she was taking the dominant role. She rode my cock as she cupped her bouncing breasts and moved them in sensuous circles over her chest. Her fingers were nipping the dark nipples into hardness. The sounds of my noisy sluicing cock, fucking into her pussy, competed with the sound of cicadas and added to the excitement of being ridden by such a lovely, young, golden-skinned sex goddess.

My hands clasped her writhing hips. My fingers dug into the firm flesh to hold them steady as I raised myself up from the bed to lance my cock even deeper into her. She churned her buttocks round and round, the same way they did when she walked. She was riding me more powerfully than any other woman ever had and didn't seem to be having any trouble accommodating my super-large cock inside her cunt. She was flinging her head back, her hair whipping round her lovely face like dark curtains, as she kneaded her tits. Then she fell forward, mashing her hot-fleshed breasts into my chest. Her clawed fingers were tearing at my shoulders, while her muscular buttocks ground against my thighs. Her cunt continued lurching up and down my pulsing cock. She was in a wild frenzy of sexual lust. I winced as her fingernails dug into my skin, as her buttocks continued their wild gyrations. At the same time that she was flinging herself up and down she never stopped working her pussy muscles, to grip every inch of my swollen cock. My arms were round her body, my spread fingers holding her buttocks in position, as I let her do all the work.

Seeing those magnificent boobs, bobbing so wildly, made me itch to feel them. I switched my hands to her magnificent full breasts, filling my palms with their resilience, digging my fingers into the luscious golden flesh and pushing the rounded globes together. The swollen nipples rolled between my fingers. She bit on her bottom lip to stop herself screaming. I released her tits, watching them spring back into shape before becoming distorted as they bounced up and down and sideways from the wildness of her fucking.

Her eyes were rolling back beneath their eyelids as her mouth gasped for breath. Her full lips were pulled back in a snarl and she seemed to be foaming at the mouth. Her vaginal muscles rippled around my cock and I knew that she was climaxing. She came, once, twice, and then almost continuously each time I thrust my hardness up into her cunt.

The tightness of her cunt flesh, around my skewering cock following her string of climaxes, was almost painful. I was almost glad when she rolled off and slumped beside me. My cock sprang out of her cunt, still fully erect, glistening wetly in the moonlight.

I was still incredibly aroused. Rolling over I climbed on top of her. I wedged my knees between her spread thighs and, easing myself down, I rammed my penis into her wet still-open vagina in one mighty thrust. Her scream shattered the night. Her breasts heaved as she sucked in air to replace the air which had been driven out of her lungs by the force of my initial thrust.

I knew that my cockhead had penetrated her womb and that it must have been painful. I wouldn't have been surprised if she'd tried to push me away. Instead she clasped me closer to her body. She became even more wild and voracious. Her shapely bottom rolled round and round while her cunt clasped my cock in an iron grip. Pak was rapacious. She nearly made me lose control as she urged me to fill her womb full of spunk. Somehow I managed to resist and settled down to really fucking her hard. Again she climaxed, with muted cries of ecstasy, as my cockhead kept cleaving into her womb. I maintained the steady rise and fall of my hips, moving effortlessly without pause. My large cock went all the way in then pulled out until only the head stayed submerged in her pussy. A swift thrust and it slid all the way in before pulling out again. She climaxed so many times that they ran into each other and seemed to be just one huge continuous climax.

Her fingernails clawed my shoulders as she kept on climaxing. Her forehead was dotted with sweat, her thighs were slippery. The room was filled with the combined aroma of our rutting bodies. She pressed her full lips to mine, see-sawing her thick tongue hack and forth inside my mouth as l continued fucking her. I mashed the globes of her firm breasts against my chest. She didn't stop the churning of her marvellous bottom as she exerted ever-tightening grip on my cock. Her cunt seemed to pulse with the rhythm of her almost continuous climaxes.

Still having not come l rolled off her, for a moment, to catch my breath. I really needed the rest.

The golden beauty, instead of also wanting to rest, had other ideas. Before l could stop her, straddling my hips, she once against took over the dominant position. She tucked my cock into her descending and open cunt, pressing down until our pelvic bones collided. Her lovely golden breasts smacked against my face as she leant forward. I reached up to hold her breasts steady, as she started going up and down. I sucked on one of her nipples while a fiery wet, tightness milked my cock as she used her vaginal muscles more skilfully than any woman I'd ever had. She knelt, putting her weight on her knees, and rolled her bottom around. She sunk her teeth into her lower lip, as she rekindled her climaxes. I thrust upward lazily, although d knew she was about to climax again and wanted me to do it hard. Her motions were swift. The sweat was pouring down between her breasts and splashing on my chest. Her eyes were wild and her mouth was opened in a silent scream. She shuddered violently as she started to climax. The orgasm tossed her about, as if she was a cork bobbing on a stormy sea.

The short bout of frantic activity was followed by a very short moment of rest, while she tried to fill her lungs with much needed breath. It was very short. My heart had only begun to slow down. I was just starting to breathe comfortably when she started to ride my cock again. I !ay beneath her, enjoying the squeezing of my cock by her vaginal muscles and the steady hammering of her rotating bottom. My eyes were fixed on her bouncing breasts as my own excitement grew.

Pak was hurling herself up and down furiously. My cock was almost coming out of her churning pussy before she sucked the entire length back into her wet cunt. I held the cheeks of her buttocks, feeling the strength and elasticity of the flexing globes, as they powered her cunt up and down my cock. She held my shoulders, as she flung herself about, connected to me by the rigidity of my cock. Her tits were flying about wildly and kept slapping my cheeks, as they rocked and rolled from side to side.

Then l lost control and came!

As l pumped my spunk up into her depth of her womb, she came again. Her cunt-muscles milked more spurts from my spouting cock. Her golden body stiffened for the last time then she relaxed and fell forward on top of me. Her eyes were shut and she was gasping for air. We remained plastered together by our sweat until my cock lost its hardness. It wilted, slipped out of her sperm-filled cunt. Pak slipped down my body. Her lovely sensuous lips scooped up the length of my cock using her tongue to clean it, as she took it into her mouth. When she was satisfied, that it was squeaky clean, she heaved herself up. With a light kiss on the cheek she turned and left the room. Before she'd crossed the threshold I'd drifted into a very deep sleep and didn't wake up till late the next morning.

The next morning, when I walked in the living room, my brother was sitting reading a newspaper. I felt a real bastard as I greeted him. Pak was nowhere to be seen. We sat down for lunch. After we'd swapped news he said that he hoped that I wasn’t feeling bad that his wife had seduced me. He explained that Pak desperately wanted a baby. They’d been trying for sometime before they had tests and discovered that my brother’s sperm count was very low. They had been talking about artificial insemination then they received my email about my visit and they had both agreed that I was perfect for the father of their baby, all this was said in a matter of fact voice and l realised that he meant every word. Pak driven by her hormonal drive had jumped the gun. It made me feel less of a bastard and we fell into that easy camaraderie we've always had.

For the rest of my ten days stay I was able to enjoy the pleasures of his lovely wife's body. We had sex three times a day and each time she made sure that her womb was the recipient for my seed. Quite a few times he joined in and we had a wild sexy time as we tried to wear Pak out. It was the first time that I'd experienced having my cock buried deep in a cunt while her other hole was filled with my brother's cock.

By the time I got on the plane to fly home I was exhausted and slept most of the way. A few weeks ago I got an email announcing that Pak was pregnant.