Here I am, packing up my suitcase, getting ready for my long flight back home. I still can’t believe the danger I had put myself into. For love and lust I traveled to an Arabic state, where under Islamic law, all women, including tourists, face prosecution and severe punishment for having extramarital sex.
Gosh, I must have been totally crazy. What the hell was I thinking, wanting to meet my son in Dubai, of all places in this world? I have to count my blessings that I got out of this as easily as I did.
For the last month, since Johnny revealed his true identity, we've been chatting daily on Skype and when his time permitted, we masturbated for each other on webcam. We were both so hot for each other and were just dying to finally meet, after twenty long years without seeing or even talking to one another. Our tremendous urges to touch, smell and fuck each other, just like we used to do, really clouded our logical thinking.
Originally, we supposed to meet at my place or my son’s, but due to his constant business travels from one country to the next, it didn't work out. Then he planned of meeting in Las Vegas, which would have been absolutely perfect. After all, what better place is there, than “Sin city” to resume our unholy union? But unfortunately, that didn't pan out either.
So the minute Johnny found out that he will be spending four consecutive days in Dubai, he got the brilliant idea to fly me over there as his private translator.
I jumped at his offer without wasting a second thought.
Finally, last Saturday I found myself on board the “Emirates”, bound for Dubai, the most luxurious aircraft I've ever traveled on. I couldn't get my nervousness under control. My heart had been racing since I had left Montreal and arrived the following morning in Frankfurt. After a three-hour layover I was on another six and a half hours flight to the Arabic Emirates state of Dubai.
Crazy, the things we do for love!
The minute I arrived and had passed the control gates, a limousine driver was waiting for me. On the thirty minute ride to the “Sheraton Jumeirah Beach Resort and Towers”, I admired with great awe the spectacular and unique high-rises and buildings of this cosmopolitan city, and was so impressed by their unbelievable smooth roads and highways.
Everything in Dubai is so new, gigantic and breathtaking.
Raul has been Johnny’s limousine chauffeur for the past six years, and he finds him very trustworthy. He was very talkative and told me about Arabic customs and habits. He also advised me to be careful, not to get caught in any controversial situations—and in hindsight I am very thankful he did.
After I arrived at this extravagant five star Hotel, I unpacked, settled in and was happy to have the entire night to rest, before meeting Johnny the next evening.
The following morning, after a long, good night of sleep, I ventured out to explore the resort’s garden and pool area. I ended up on the beach and took a dive in the Arabian Gulf, but not for very long. The temperature of the water was warmer than what I use for showering. So I went back to the pool to cool off there.
I usually love to bask in the sun for hours, but I was too nervous and restless and couldn't lie down and relax. I constantly looked at the clock; it seemed like the time was standing still. For crying out loud, what the hell is wrong with you? It’s just your son your meeting, not his Highness Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum, the Ruler of Dubai.
Fuck, I was so impatient. I felt like a young schoolgirl, who was going out on her first date. Never in my entire life had I ever been so nervous-- my stomach knotted in anxiety.
I needed a drink, a very strong one!
Then finally, after a long restless day it was time to prepare for Johnny’s arrival. We agreed to meet in my room, and not in public. My heart was pounding and my palms perspired, as I was pacing back and forth. I kept checking myself in the mirror, retouching my lipstick, which I kept licking off in my nervousness.
Then there was the knock on the door.
I stood there glued to floor. Then with shaking knees I moved forward and opened it. A little shiver went through me seeing him standing there. For a minute, we both just starred at each other. He reminded me so much of his father-- the resemblance was uncanny.
Good God, did he ever look handsome! Way better than on webcam. He looked so mature and sophisticated. Well tanned and groomed. His tailored white shirt was very tight, accentuating his muscular chest hidden underneath the fine fabric. And his black jeans enveloped his manly hips and thighs very snug and suited him well. His deep blue eyes were sparkling, staring at me and drinking me in. I felt as if I was struck by a cupid’s arrow.
I was in love all over again.
My head and heart were pounding in a more quickening pace. The minute he put his arms around me, I buried my head closely to his neck, and just melted into his arms and squeezed him tight.
He softly whispered in my ear, “Oh mom, so good to see you! At last we are together.”
“Yes baby, finally!” I sighed.
The warmth and fragrance of his body was intoxicating and instantly brought back all our precious memories. We softly ran our hands over each other’s back, closed our eyes and reveled in each other’s tender caress. Instantly, goose bumps covered my skin, and my breathing accelerated even more. There was no need for words. The electricity that flowed between us was extremely strong, even more intense than back then, if that was possible.
Softly he kissed my forehead, while his hand smoothed over my hair. Then he wrapped his arm tightly around me and pulled me closer. He looked down, straight into my eyes and headed for my lips. I quickly pushed myself up on my tiptoes to meet his open mouth. Our trembling lips touched and my limbs went weak. At first our kiss was quite reserved, but quickly became more passionate. Bit by bit my nervousness was replaced by stimulating arousal. He darted his tongue into my mouth and I reciprocated, allowing our tongues to dance and wrestle vivaciously. Our kissing was loving and intense and I totally lost myself in the moment.
While he tightly embraced me, his chest pressed against my breasts and inadvertently hardened my nipples. He could feel my stiff nubs poking him and broke our kiss.
Stepping back, he glanced at me with a contented smile, seeing my perky nipples straining against the sheer fabric of my blouse and bra. He attentively unbuttoned my blouse, slipped it gracefully over my shoulders and let it flutter down to the floor. He lowered his head and planted tender kisses over my cleavage and trailed his wet tongue along my lace bra. Tingles spread throughout my body, leaving me with wanting more.
I reached up to lower my bra and exposed my breast. I cupped it in my hand and offered it to him. I know just too well, how much my baby loves to suckle his mommy’s tits.
I watched as his mouth opened wide, and his tongue started swirling around and around my aroused areola. Purring like a big old tomcat he savored licking and then suckling my pert nipple. Instantly all those old memories rushed before my eyes.
As much as I enjoyed his tenderness, I ached to feel him inside of me. I was so impatient, I wanted him to move faster and finally take me.
“Oh Johnny, my baby, I need you! I need you so bad!” I said in a begging breathy whisper.
He looked at me with that greedy smile of his, unzipped my skirt and let it fall down. Attentively he held my hand, helping me to step out of it. Then he turned me around while his eyes grazed my body up and down.
“Wow mom, you look absolutely stunning for your age, better than I expected.” He complimented charmingly.
In haste he unbuttoned his shirt, threw it over a chair, kicked off his shoes and removed his pants.
His bare torso almost made me drool at the sight of it. Irresistibly, I felt myself drawn to him, more than ever before. I inhaled sharply and admired him quietly. My baby had grown into such a macho man, and I desired him with all my body, mind and soul.
He stepped closer, unbuckled my bra and tossed it over his shoulder. In one swift move he pulled me closer, and as our nude bodies touched, his chest hair tickled my nipples and aroused them even more.
The heat was on and the time for niceties was over. He walked me backwards to the bed, lay me down and climbed right on top of me. He kissed me deeply while pressing his engorged manhood against my mound.
“Oh mom, I’ve been fantasizing about this for years!” he panted.
I sighed and reveled in his words.
Then lovingly he kissed his way from my mouth, down my throat over my breast and tummy. In a hurry he tugged down my panties and slipped them off. His hands trembled as they trailed up my thighs and brushed against my damp folds. I could hear his heavy breathing and the warm subtle hint of air sweep across my sensitive clit. His fingertips tenderly separated my labia and I heard him humming as he gazed upon my sex.
“Gosh, just as wet and inviting as I remember it”, he whispered.
He grabbed my thighs and pulled me closer, closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of my arousal. Then he softly licked my outer pussy lips before he slipped his tongue between them, tickling my moist inner walls. It felt so good and I couldn't help but push my mound up against his face. His stiffened tongue started dancing and darting in and around my furrows and had me moaning in exasperation of pleasure within minutes.
In burning desire, I put my legs over his shoulder and locked my heels in the nape of his neck, holding him tight to my pussy. His face moved up to my throbbing clit. Playfully he sucked it into his mouth and started grinding it with his teeth. While devouring it, he slipped a couple of fingers into my slippery cunt. Then reaching deeper, he started rubbing frantically my perceptive little sponge bag, working me into a frenzy.
Bucking my hips harder into his face, I begged him, “Oh baby, please, please make your mommy cum! I've been waiting for this for twenty long years!”
He picked up the pace, darting his fingers frantically into my hot channel to match the speed of my gyrating hips.
Within minutes, I could feel a warm wave of sensations surging through me and leaving me in a state of heavenly bliss. I came hard, humping my son’s face and flooding his mouth with my warm sweet juices.
He moaned in gaiety and slurped it up.
“Oh fuck, I missed this so much! Uuhh…hmm…you still taste so delicious,” he said while slobbering and chewing away down there.
After a bit he released my throbbing clit, scooted between my legs and got on top of me. Looking me straight into the eyes he pushed his big mushroom head between my lips, until his cock was completely submerged.
“Oohhh mooom… it feels as good as ever, so warm, so wet, so at home!” he murmured contently.
In a slow pace our pubic bones pushed against each other, as we were savoring each and every single thrust. His rock hard cock was filling my cavity to the utmost and ignited my lustful urges, wanting to be pounded by him just like in the good old days.
“Oh yes baby, give it to mommy! Give me all you’ve got.” I pleaded in excited desperation.
He took a deep breath, pushed himself up on his arms and started ramming me. His eyes never left my face, as he was driving his majestic cock hilt deep in and out of me. All the while his balls kept slapping against my ass, intensifying the sensations. After several long minutes of his heavy thrusting, I could feel an immense explosion building up deep within. I tried to be as quiet as possible, but my moans transformed into yelps as I got closer. My body arched and shook as a powerful orgasm struck me like a bolt of lightning. Immense heat flushed throughout my limbs, leaving me breathless and in a daze.
Johnny slowed down and stared at me with a gleeful grin, while I savored the aftershocks of this overwhelming climax he had just given me.
“Oh mom, I don’t know what you are talking about…having aged? You are still that same hot fire cracker as you were back then.” He humored me.
“Well baby, you know what they say, it takes two to tango…and we do it well together, right?”
“You bet we do; there is no better partner out there for me, than you!” he said very convincingly.
And I knew he meant it.
Then he slowly picked up the pace again, fucked me like no one else can, with all his passion and love. And after he made me cum a second time, he got off, turned me around, getting ready to take me from behind.
His hands took hold of my butt cheeks, kneading them and spreading them apart. Then his face moved down and his warm breath swept over my crack, making my rosebud twitch. Next I could feel his wet tongue gliding ever so softly up over my right cheek, and then down on the left one. Moving towards the center it came back up, sliding over my folds and perineum, leaving a wet trail behind. My muscles contracted as he hit my most erogenous zone and I caught myself squealing in excitement.
His talented tongue swirled around my puckered hole, teasing and rimming it.
“Uuh huhh…oh yeah…just like that,” I wheezed euphoric.
He spat on it and licked it to lubricate my back entrance. Then slowly I could feel the tip of his stiff tongue poking in, loosening my anal muscles. Rapidly the twitching increased and had me greedily pushing my ass into his face.
I was so horned up and ready for him. I quickly reached under the pillow to retrieve my baby oil, poured some on my hand and rubbed it over my rosebud. Teasingly he guided his knob up and down my crack, poking it slightly in and driving me wild with desire. Then, with one quick jab he entered. He just held it there for a brief moment, savoring the tightness around his engorged head.
“Oh fuck is this tight! I haven’t fucked an ass for years!” he huffed.
Slowly but surely my son’s throbbing erection inched its way deeper and deeper into my sensitive anal cavity, filling and stretching it to his needs. The minute he had reached its depth and his pelvis hit against my butt, his hands clutched my hips, pulling them closer against him. Picking up the speed, he started driving his hard rod in and out of me, loudly grunting in pleasure.
Abruptly he pulled his cock out completely and then pushed it back into my gaping wet opening, slapping his balls against my drenched lips. The sensations were overwhelming and I caught myself again squealing way too loud. I didn't want to be heard by other hotel guests and desperately tried to quiet down.
He rammed me relentlessly, thrusting into my hot love channel in long hard shoves, making my knees go weak and wobble. It robbed me of my senses, feeling his throbbing hard shaft massaging my sensitive inner walls. I quickly buried my face into the pillows to muffle my ecstatic screams.
“Oh fuck is that good! Even better than I remember it!” he snarled, breathing heavily.
I was elated by his remarkable staying power and I could feel myself getting close. My hand reached for my clit and started furiously rubbing the hell out of it. When he felt I was building up to another crescendo, he picked up the pace and fucked me with all his mighty strength. Soon enough, my body went into a wild convolution and an avalanche of extreme sensations shot through every nerve of my body, leaving me yelling hysterically.
Weakened, I collapsed forward onto the bed, with my son on top of me. He rolled on to his side, taking me with him, without retracting his cock. His hands slid lovingly over my curves and his lips nibbled on my ear and neck. As the tremors of my orgasm subsided and my breathing became calmer, he slowly started to push his throbbing hard rod in and out of my (by then rather loose) anal channel. He lifted my left leg up into the air and started ramming more forcefully.
Retracting his cock almost completely, then thrusting it all the way back inside my lecherous hole, he kept on fucking me like this for quite some time, generating several more mind shattering orgasms. Just as I was nearing another one, he reached his point of no return. His strong hands held me tight, as his body tensed and jet after jet of his warm jizz started to stream into me. Feeling my anus getting filled with his warm seed instantly drove me over the edge as well. A duet of heavenly singsong echoed through the room as we both reached a simultaneous orgasm.
Quietly we lay there, holding on tightly to each other, relishing in those perfect pleasures. It had been everything I ever dreamed of, everything and more. And deep in my heart I knew, he felt the same way. Contentedly we drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.
Early next morning he woke up and sneaked-- hopefully unnoticed-- back to his room. We met for breakfast, but it was rather difficult to keep our hands to ourselves and to act like business associates.
At nine o’clock we met in the lobby, dressed for business and carrying our briefcases. After all we had to give the impression, that I was his translator.
As soon Johnny’s Limousine driver had picked us up, I changed my skirt and blazer, into more comfortable street wear. They dropped me off in downtown Dubai . While Johnny attended to his business meetings, I spent a nice day admiring this tourist paradise, which offers a kaleidoscope of attractions.
But no matter where I went, the Dubai Mall, the Gold Souk, the Al Fahidi Fort and the museum, I couldn't get Johnny out of my head. Even up on the observation deck of the Burj Khalifa, where I admired the spectacular view over the whole city and beyond, I wished Johnny would be standing right behind me, and quietly slipping his cock into me. The tingling sensations from our lovemaking from the night before were still very present in my crotch.
As interesting my city discovery was, I was very anxious for the time to pass. While wandering through Heritage village, I was drawn by the smell of water, turned down a little side street and arrived at the Dhow River , where I took a little refreshing cruise along the creek in a traditional wooden Abra. I was tired and my feet were burning. I leaned back, closed my eyes and fantasized I was lying in Johnny’s arms, and getting it on again.
Then finally, at 4:00 pm Raul picked me up at the designated meeting point.
As soon I entered the Limousine, Johnny took hold of me and kissed me with all his passion. He helped me to undress and to change back into my skirt…well so much for helping. I guess he was just as desirable of me as I was of him. His mouth and hands roamed all over my half naked body. Next thing I knew I was sitting backwards on his lap, straddling his cock, which was protruding out of his zipper. Holding on to his knees for support I was bobbing up and down on him, being watched by Raul through his back mirror. I had very mixed feelings about this, but couldn't bring myself to stop, it was just too good. The whole bloody day, I had nothing else but this in my head, getting fucked by my devilish handsome son. I was so hot and horny. I came hard and quickly and had to restrain myself from squirting, not wanting to wet my son’s good slacks and the Limousine’s upholstery.
Then I jumped up, turned around and gave Johnny a much-deserved blowjob. After a good ten minutes of licking and sucking his cock and kneading his balls, he spewed a huge load of cum right down my throat, which had me gagging like mad.
After we arrived at the Hotel, Johnny winked at Raul and handed him a generous tip.
We both went for supper separately, and met later on in my room again. We had another awesome fuck session like we had the previous night, filled with passion and lust.
Then in the early morning hours, I had to get up to use the bathroom. When I returned, I noticed the tent Johnny had pitched under the sheets and was instantly turned on again. I couldn't resist my devious desires and wanted to take advantage of this situation. I know, Johnny had another important meeting the following morning, but my uncontrollable lust to molest my sleeping son, got the best of me.
I quietly lifted the sheets and softly caressed my baby’s genitals. Eagerly I licked that gorgeous penis of his up and down his length and swirled my tongue around his mushroom knob, while my hands fiddled with his scrotum. Good heavens how I adore his cock! The shape, the hardness and the succulent taste! Just as good as it’s always been.
As my salivating mouth was working his morning wood, his body slowly started twitching. Barely audible moans escaped his open lips as his head was rolling slowly from side to side. I enjoyed his reaction and increased my sucking, swallowing his whole cock into my mouth and savoring his leaking pre-cum.
His body grew more and more restless and his moans increased. His cock was twitching in my mouth and hands and I could no longer restrain myself. I sat on top of him and descended on his rock hard rod. The minute I started riding him, his eyes flew open.
“Mom? Mom is that really you?” he questioned in his sleepy state of mind.
“Oh baby I am so sorry! But you excite me so fucking much, I just had to…I am sorry,” I stammered.
“Oh God, don’t be! I love it. What better way is there than being awakened like this?” he laughed it off. “Oh yeah mom, ride me, fuck me, make us cum!”
Spurred on by him, I started bouncing up on down on his fuckable morning wood. The bed was shaking and squeaking and tormented me with fear of being heard. But I needed this, more than anything. I rode him hard and wild and as I got close to reaching a climax, he grabbed my buttocks with both of his hands and held me in place. Pushing his hips upward and thrusting his cock into me from underneath, gave me the chance to rub my clit with one hand, and to pinch and twist my nipple with my other one.
Soon after I yelled out, “Oh my God baby, this is so fucking good! Oh yes fuck me, fuck me hard!...Oh God, I’m gonna …oh yes I am..I am cumming... ooohhh …yeeeessss!“
I screamed in ecstasy as I climaxed and came gushing over his cock and belly. His cock slipped out off my drenched hole and exploded right into the air, spewing strings of hot cum all over both of us.
After a few minutes he smirked contently, “Gosh, how I wish I could wake up like this every morning.”
“Yeah baby, that would be paradise,” I agreed with a saddened feeling.
The next day went down pretty much like the previous one. Johnny went about his business and I went on a “Big Bus City Tour”, exploring the city further. On the open-air second deck of the bus, I admired many more interesting attractions, like rotating skyscrapers, the Grand Mosque, Bury Al Arab-- the only 7 star Hotel in the world, and Hotel Atlantis on Jumeirah Palm Islands. Then I made a stop at the “Madinat Souk”, did a bit of shopping and had a bite to eat, before heading back to the meeting point.
Johnny and I spent another passionate night together. We fucked like teenagers. I straddled him while sitting on the couch, got my ass fucked leaning over the round marble table and we even rolled around on the floor, just if the bed wouldn't have been big enough. Happy and satisfied we spent the whole night together.
The following morning Johnny told the staff at the front desk, that we had business to attend in Abu Dhabi and would be returning only the next day. Just like the previous days we left the Hotel dressed in business attire. The minute we had driven away in Raul’s Limousine, we both changed into leisure sports wear, and left our clothes and briefcases in Raul’s care.
He dropped us off at the meeting point for our Desert Safari. Excitedly we got into the 4 WD SUV and were on our sixty minute drive to the golden sand desert of Dubai, the highest and most challenging sand dunes of UAE. All twelve SUV met at the dessert Souk, where they deflated their tires, while everyone went for a last pee before starting this unique joyride.
Buckled securely in our Jeeps the thrilling dune bashing started. The further we went, the higher the sand dunes became--high like mountains. It was quite a nerve-racking roller-coaster ride and had my stomach feeling queasy.
I was kind of happy when we arrived at the foot of the sand dunes, and were given the option to ride on camels to the Bedouin style desert camp. I needed the fresh air.
An Arabic BBQ dinner awaited us, and we enjoyed it lounging on big, fluffy cushions. As the sun went down around sevenish, we were being entertained by a Tanoura Dancer, while smoking sheesha. Afterwards a seductive Belly Dancer aroused men and women alike, with the wiggling and jiggling of her voluptuous curves.
Hours later, totally aroused, everyone headed for their sleeping quarters. All couples were on the left side of the camp’s wall, single women on the far side and the men on the right.
About 20 minutes or so after everyone had turned in, my son sneaked into my tent, only wearing his boxers. We both knew how dangerous this was, but it was just too thrilling to pass it off. We kissed, hugged and fondled, and soon ended up having passionate sex. He pounded me hard and relentlessly, driving his huge stiff cock deep inside of me, unleashing his bottled-up needs of the day. Gosh, it was so daring and exhilarating, taking such a chance. We fucked like mad and got totally lost in the heat of the moment and forgot all about our surroundings. Being carried away by the immense sensations of his pounding cock, I started moaning loudly without realizing it.
Out of the blue the flap of my tent opened and the glaring light of a flashlight blinded my vision.
“Get up! You are under arrest!” a strict manly voice commanded.
The fear hit me like a ton of bricks and I just froze.
Johnny sprung up, pulled his boxers over his erect cock and turned to the man behind the blinding flashlight.
“What…what would you like? Do you want some money? How much…I’ll get it! Anything!” Johnny tried to bribe the man.
“No money!” he answered very harshly.
“Oh come on. Let’s settle this. What is your price, what is it you want?” Johnny persisted, trying to avoid me being arrested for breaking Islamic law.
“Alright, want woman,” he answered in broken English.
Johnny quickly reached for my hand, pulled me up and put his arm around me. Holding me tight, he responded,” No, not her, anything else but her!”
“Her…or prison, your choice.” The guard insisted without wavering.
“Johnny, don’t be stupid! Having sex with this stranger sure beats rotting in an Arabic prison, don’t you think?” I intervened.
“Are you sure you want to…?” he stammered doubtfully.
“Johnny, yes…no big deal.” I assured him.
The desert camp guard motioned us to follow him and I quickly slipped into my over-sized T-shirt. He led us across the campground and as we arrived at the gate, he exchanged some words in his language with the other guard. He kind of smirked and looked me over from head to toes, and then winked at me.
Then we were led by both of them towards the camel enclosure outside the compound. As we neared the rustic desert shed, I could hear a women moaning and felt kind of relieved, knowing I wasn't the only law-breaker here. As we got closer, I could see in the meagerly glow of a kerosene lamp, a young woman getting fucked from behind, and her mouth being stuffed by another one.
I was kind of nervous and scared, and yet, I could feel my adrenalin speeding through my system and tickling my senses with an erotic thrill.
The minute we stepped into this primitive shelter, I noticed a young, pale man leaning against the wall, trying not to watch what was happening to his girlfriend, I guess.
Next I could feel my T-shirt being pulled off by the Bedouins, and I was overcome with a mixed sensation of shame and lust. As they were staring at my nakedness, there eyes lit up with lustful hunger and their mouths quirked with a dirty smile.
While one ran his fingers through my platinum blonde hair, blabbering in Arabic, the other one had his hands sliding over my butt and in between. In a bit I found myself sandwiched between them, feeling their growing erections rubbing against me. They kind of smelled sweaty and the mere thought of getting fucked by them without a condom, was kind of revolting.
But seeing and hearing the girl moan in ecstasy as her ass was being pounded by a huge black dick, swept all my worries away and left me with nothing but animalistic desires.
I could feel a wet finger running over my anus, rimming it aggressively and then pushing in. I wasn't lubed up and it felt uncomfortable. Quickly I gathered my saliva, spat it on my fingers and reached behind me, lubricating and fingering myself to loosen up.
Then the guard’s hand grabbed my head and bent it forward. He dove down and started mauling my ass. His stubble covered chin tickled my genitals, while his tongue was probing my rosebud, which aroused me greatly.
The other one had pulled some of his clothing off and stood in front of me, ready to fuck my mouth. Just as his knob slid between my lips, I could feel the huge cock behind me entering my tight ass. I had to hold my breath for a brief moment to relax and loosen up. As he pushed himself abruptly into me, I winced and writhed in pain. But quickly my luscious hole adjusted to his girth.
A moment later I found myself moaning in pleasure from the rugged ass fucking I was getting, and at the same time, having my mouth pumped by the sex-hungry Bedouin in front of me.
My body was wobbling under the heavy pounding and my muffled sounds around the man’s cock increased. The blood rushed to my head and a wave of heat spread through my body as a powerful orgasm left me roaring in ecstasy.
As I slowly calmed down, I tried to look around. I could see Johnny in my peripheral vision leaning against the wall. A quick glance his way revealed, that he was quite aroused by witnessing his mother getting ruthlessly fucked. His rising penis evidently strained against his boxers. As I winked at him, assuring him everything was alright; he reached in, took his half mast out and started stroking it. With fascination we watched each other.
We both relish daring situations like this one; it somehow feeds that kinky side of ours.
As Johnny was working his cock into a raging erection, he watched with lust filled eyes as the two horny Bedouins kept hammering away at my orifices. It didn't take very long for me to near another climax. I reached down to my clit, rubbed, squeezed and pinched it. Inadvertently I bit down on the guard’s cock, when another mind-blowing orgasm ripped through me and had me gushing copious amounts of juices over my own legs.
The guard instantly pulled his cock out of my mouth and splattered his blobs of thick cum all over the ground, while cursing in Arabic.
After another 5 minutes or so, the guard behind me dug his fingers into my hips and picked up the speed. He was ramming me furiously and I knew he was getting close to cumming. Silently I prayed that he wouldn't unload his spunk in my ass. I sighed with relief when he pulled out and I felt his jizz splattering against my calves and on the ground.
As he looked over to Johnny and saw him fisting his hard rod, he offered him, “Here take woman…finish...”
Happily my son came over, submerged his throbbing cock into my gaping, pink hole and fucked me like a madman. He made me cum two more times, before he filled my anus with his warm seeds, finishing our thrilling desert adventure.
After some handshakes and thank you from both sides, we were all led back to the compound. Feeling kind of lucky and relieved everyone slept in their own tent.
The next day, after our return to the Hotel, Johnny and I took a nice long shower. We had steamy, hot sex, just like in the good old days. Then he had to pack his bags and get ready to catch his flight. We hugged, kissed and said a brief goodbye. Then he was gone.
The fragrance of his after-shave stayed with me and I could feel his loving squeeze long after he had left.
Who knows when and where we will meet next.
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