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local guide in Thailand who showed us the sights of Bangkok.

Sajy, as he insisted we call him, was funny and even took our tour group of twenty mostly middle age men and women from the US through Bangkok's famous red-light district. I was by far the youngest, but not the only one who blushed as Sajy explained in specific detail the specialty in this house and the specialty in that house.

Sajy was close to my age and it became clear to me and everyone on the tour that he was flirting with me. After our day trip through Bangkok, we'd return to the ship while Sajy would lead a group from another ship on an overnight bus trip to the spectacular beach resort of Phuket.

I had the freedom to join this group and meet my ship a week later. "Sajy, can you recommend a hotel in Bangkok for tonight?"

He recommended the Mandarin and offered to take me to dinner. I wasn't familiar with Thai food and accepted his offer. One thing led to another and later that night we had each other for dessert. I thought I'd finally found a tongue to rival Bobby Joe and Giovanni's. Sajy went crazy over my pussy.

On the first night of our honeymoon, Bobby Joe ate all night. He just wouldn't quit my pussy. Remember, "I love eating Lurleen's pussy." We didn't fuck until morning.

Sajy was the same way. The difference was that Sajy was in his early thirties, not eighteen like Bobby Joe, who like I said, was a natural. Sajy was a natural, with experience.

I can't tell you how many orgasms I had, but I don't think there was more than a half hour all night when I wasn't having an orgasm, about to have an orgasm or just finished having an orgasm. Sajy was incredible.

In the morning, I reciprocated with a blowjob. I found his cream sweet and plentiful. I still could take them or leave them, but maybe Sajy's tongue would reciprocate my reciprocation. He did, oh, he did. A girl couldn't ask for more.

We barely made the tour bus to Phuket. I'm not sure Sajy had time to brush his teeth. He definitely had pussy breath. Not that I'm all that innocent. I'm sure I had cum breath.

When I had a chance to talk to Sajy alone, "tell me, are you always like that?"

"What do you mean?"

I was looking him in the eyes; I was certain he didn't understand the question. He was definitely a keeper. At least temporarily.

Half way to Phuket we had an overnight stop. I made sure Sajy knew that the door to my room as well as my legs were open for him. "Lurleen, you have the very best tasting pussy." It was a night like no other; except for last night. Sajy's tongue was peerless. Although, the hotel was air conditioned, I was soaked in sweat by morning. My hair looked and felt as if I just got out of the shower, which by the way, I didn't have time to take before we caught the tour bus for Phuket.

On the bus while Sajy performed his tour guide duties, the woman sitting next to me whispered, "you look like you just got out of bed with the world's best lover. Who is he, where did you find him and does he have a brother?"

"Is it that obvious?"

Her name was Marcia and she was the owner of a St. Louis travel agency that was far larger than mine. She might have been in her mid-fifties. "Here, it seems like you were in a rush this morning." She handed me a stick of gum.

I blushed, "ummmm, thanks." Yes, I started Sajy's day off with a blowjob. Hey, it was the least I could do after the way he'd treated my pussy last night; all night. "I have no idea if he has a brother, but if you want, I'll ask."

"I want. I've been chaperoning these high-maintenance women around Asia for the past month. None of them or me have been within spitting distance of a man since we flew out of LA."

"That bad, huh?"

"Oh yeah, what about him?" She nodded toward Sajy at the front of the bus.

So, Marcia didn't know that Sajy was the guy responsible for my disheveled look and less than inviting breath.

In Phuket, Sajy made sure his charges were settled. I took a long hot bath. I needed it for a whole bunch of reasons. I made sure that Sajy knew that my pussy was his if he wanted it. "Oh, Lurleen, I do."

I explained to Sajy as we caught our breath after a mind-blowing fuck. "Sajy, I think the name of this place should be pronounced ‘Fuck-it.' And in case you don't know, you can fuck it again whenever you're ready." It went without saying that he could eat it. And I willingly sucked his cock, even though I could take it or leave it.

"Lurleen, you don't speak Thai. Westerners pronounce Phuket all wrong. The correct pronunciation is ‘Eat-it.' ‘Ph' in Thai is pronounced like an "e" in English. Repeat after me, ‘Sajy, whenever, you're ready, you can Eat-it." He laughed. He may have been joking about the pronunciation, but his pussy eating was no joke.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, Sajy, you can EAT IT whenever you're ready." I spread my legs for him.

Later that night, Sajy did and just like before, his tongue didn't quit. It was mid-morning before we ordered room service. I took a shower while waiting for breakfast to be delivered. I took a shower just in case Sajy wanted to show me the joys of Phuket (pronounced EAT IT) again. Oh yeah, I brushed my teeth and used mouth wash. Yes, it was necessary after a morning spent on my knees, which as you know I wasn't all that enthused about, but gladly did after Sajy was so good to my pussy.

While eating breakfast, "Lurleen, how would you like to go to a place few westerners get to see?"

"Where's that?"

It's called Nui Beach. It's an hour or so from here, far more beautiful than Phuket and very private."

"Sounds fabulous."

"With just one phone call, I can arrange a room for us. Two nights."

"Sajy, you're not trying to take me to some remote place and take advantage of me," I laughed as I ran my tongue over my lips.

"No ma'am, but I am hoping that you take advantage of me."

Nui Beach was, as Sajy suggested, something I'd never seen before. Thailand is a very conservative country. I was surprised when I looked down the beach to see women sunbathing topless: western women and Asian women.

I wasn't sure I was ready to do that. I'd always had a love-hate relationship with my breasts. I developed early and I'd spent more than a few high school nights in Bobby Joe's pick up in hand-to-hand combat. Eventually, I gave in, but early on, I had to fight him off. Back then, girls didn't want to have a reputation.

It's funny. When we were going out, Bobby Joe tried to feel me up all the time. He tried to get his hands all over my 36 DD. Yes, they grew to be that big. However, once we were married, he mostly ignored them. He couldn't wait to get his tongue in my pussy. Not that I'm complaining; as you know, his tongue was marvelous.

Sajy enjoyed them, but like Bobby Joe, he had a thing for my pussy. Like I said about complaining. I was content.

I wore a two piece with a cover up to the beach. I was out of place. That didn't last long. Not that I took off my top. Sajy rented a dune buggy. As we started along the beach, "now you'll see the real Nui Beach."

Ten minutes later, we rounded a point, and in front of me was the most spectacular beach I'd ever seen. It was less than a hundred yards long and there were only four other couples on the beach.

I was stunned as I looked closely. The couples were a mix of Asian and western, and they were all naked. Completely naked. "Lurleen, embrace it. It'll be fun."

I was hesitant, while Sajy spread a blanket, took off his shirt and his swimsuit, and ran into the surf. He was laughing and splashing. "Come on, Lurleen join me."

I did but with my two-piece on. "Look, Lurleen, no one's even aware we're here."

Sajy was right. The other couples were doing whatever, and paid us no mind.

I waded into the water and when it was up to my shoulders, I surprised even myself by taking off my top. "You know, Lurleen, if those other men got a good look at them, they'd be salivating and their cocks would be stiff."

I put my arms around his neck. "I don't want them to be salivating. Only you, Sajy. As for their cocks," I reached under water, "this is the stiff one I want."

He laughed. "Patience, Lurleen. You know what I want to give you."

"If you're thinking your tongue, I'm ready to go upstairs right now."

"Well, if you want me to use my tongue, you have to take off your bottoms, right?"

I looked down the beach. Perhaps fifty yards away the two Asian girls were walking in knee-deep water; their black pubic hair a beacon against their pale skin. One of the western women, a redhead was walking toward her partner, and I could only see her backside. The other, a blonde was lying back on a blanket. Her light pubic hair barely visible.

"Sajy, here hold my top." Only then did I remove my bottom. "When we get upstairs, I'm going to hold you to your tongue promise."

"Nothing like salty pussy," he laughed.

We stayed in the water for over an hour; playing with each other. I stayed in up to my shoulders. Only when we started to get out did I realize that Sajy was walking well ahead of me, holding both parts of my bikini. He held them aloft, and laughed. "You'll have to come get them."

"Oh, Sajy, you're such a rat," I laughed. Looking down the beach, not the men nor the women even acknowledged our presence.

I walked out of the water. "Lurleen, you're just as gorgeous out of bed as you are in," he laughed.

I was blushing, but by the time I got to our blanket and towels, I wasn't completely uncomfortable. I like that Sajy was staring, and I knew what was in store for me when we got to our room. Salty or not, he was going to eat my pussy.

I looked down the beach, the four couples were splashing each other in the water. They made no effort to cover up. "Lurleen, when they arrived here, they may not have even known each other. Look at them now."

I didn't want to know them any better or get any closer. However, I did drop the towel and ran back into the water, my breasts bouncing. "You're a lovely sight, Lurleen."

I kicked water at him. "Come on in, Sajy."

A half hour later, we were the only ones on the beach. I had my arms around his neck and my legs wrapped around his waist as we bobbed in the water. It was very, very romantic. We lingered, but then made our way to our room. Yes, now we were both covered.

As it turned out our room was in a small hotel; the only one on this part of Nui Beach. It had just five rooms. The four other couples occupied the other rooms. It didn't take long to figure out why they'd left the beach. The sounds of sex as we walked passed their rooms were obvious.

The two western women were English speakers. I could tell by the noises coming from behind the doors to their rooms. "Keep fucking me, Devlin, just like that. Keep fucking me." And I could hear their bed squeaking.

"Japanese," Sajy whispered as we passed another room. Of course, I couldn't understand any words, but I had a good idea of the translation. We both smiled at the noises coming from behind the door.

In our room, "Sajy, It's going to take quite an effort for me to be quiet. I should take a shower."

He was anxious. "I think I'd like a taste of your salty pussy. He pushed me on the bed and started taking off my bikini bottoms. I wiggled out of them, and took off my top. If Sajy wanted me salty, he could have all of me salty.

He didn't want my titties, at least not right away, and any effort I made to be quiet, was in vain. Once Sajy's tongue started, I just couldn't help myself. "Oh God, Sajy, oh God, oooooooooh, oooooooh my, ooooooooooh, your tongue, oooooooooh yeah, ooooooooh yeah." And that was before Sajy did my clitoris.

Then his talented tongue did what it did so well. "OOOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOOH, SAJY, I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMMING, OH I'M CUUUUUMMMMMING, MY PUSSY, OH GOD MY PUSSY."

Twice more before dinner Sajy's tongue made me cum. "Salted or unsalted, Lurleen, your pussy is delicious," he told me, while I whimpered, holding his head between my legs.

On this stretch of Nui Beach there was only one small restaurant. The three tables had been put together for the four couples sitting there. They were the same couples we'd seen on the beach and who shared the small hotel with us.

We looked around. "Hi, won't you join us," one of the Japanese guys said.

We didn't have much choice. We'd heard them in the hotel and I was certain they'd heard me. It was all Sajy's fault.

They were about our age. The two Japanese couples spoke English. There was an Irish couple, and the American woman, Ellie, was from Michigan and the American guy, Greg from near Omaha.

Soon we were laughing and joking. One of the Japanese girls whispered to her partner. "Lurleen, Hiromi is too shy to ask, but she wants to know what was Sajy doing to you?"

I blushed. Hiromi blushed and giggled. "Kaitlin, what was Devlin doing to you?" I tried to change the subject.

Back at the hotel, we all went to our rooms, and it wasn't too long before noises were echoing off the walls, beds were squeaking and headboards banging against walls in the old hotel. No one seemed to care.

As for Sajy and me, let's just say that our preferred way of having sex was oral. More often than not dear Sajy was eating my pussy. We did fuck before we fell asleep.

In the morning, I was up early. Okay, okay, I'll admit it, I wanted more of Sajy. I wanted to suck his cock; taste his cum. Hey, after what he did to me last night; I was in the mood for a blowjob, a rarity, and he deserved it.

Speaking of cock: Sajy didn't have a particularly big one, but it did nice things to me. Like I said, it wasn't all that long, but it was fat. When he fucked me, it stretched my hole. Of course, Sajy was a great pussy eater; that's why I stayed with him as long as I did.

After the blowjob, Sajy and I went down to the beach. The other couples were already there: naked. Today, I didn't hesitate to join them, neither did Sajy.

The two Japanese women were very petite. One of my breasts was almost bigger than all four of theirs. One of the Japanese guys, Ito, had what looked like the biggest cock I'd ever seen. The Irish woman, Kaitlin, was a redhead; a real redhead if ya' know what I mean. I'll bet Devlin had a good time with that pussy. I know Sajy would have loved to rub his face in her bush.

We frolicked in the water; splashing each other, laughing, joking. Later that afternoon, Hiromi, the girl Ito was with, said her good byes. She had to get back to Bangkok. She had a flight to Tokyo tomorrow night.

At dinner we asked Ito what he was planning to do. Sleeping alone seemed like a terrible way to live here. "Tomorrow, I'll go back to the main beach at Phuket, I should find a girl in a day or two, then I'll be back."

TO BE CONTINUED

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