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another incredible orgasm thanks to his tongue work. I did say incredible tongue work, didn't I? He was letting me rest, when there was a soft knock on our door.

Sajy threw on his underwear; I was under the blankets. It was Kaitlin and Devlin. "They're very entertaining," Kaitlin laughed, holding up two bottles of wine.

"I've never heard anything like it," Devlin was smiling. He had a tray of four glasses in his hand.

We found some chairs, and then the other Japanese couple, Ishi and Hana joined us. "My God, what is Ito doing to that woman?"

Hana admitted that she'd gone out with Ito a few times when they lived in Tokyo. "I know what Ito does to women, but Ishi I am so happy with you." She snuggled against him.

Finally, the American couple joined us.

Our door was open and we had chairs lined up in the hall, facing the door to Ito and Marcia's room.

It was as if Marcia and Ito waited for everyone in the audience to arrive. Soon they started again, "AWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWW, AWWWWWW-EEEEEEEWWWWW, AWWWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWWW. ITO, YOUR COCK IS SOOOOOO GOOD AND SOOOOOOO BIG."

Hana nodded and spread her hands apart and smiled.

"AWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWW, AWWWWWW-EEEEEEEWWWWW, AWWWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWWW. OH GOD, ITO, KEEP GIVING IT TO ME. GIVE ME YOUR BIG COCK, FUCK ME HARD."

Then we heard the bed start squeaking. "Is the bed in our room like that, Devlin?" Kaitlin asked.

Everyone started laughing and nodding. The red headed Irish girl was blushing; her face as red as her hair. "You never noticed?" I asked.

"I-I guess what Devlin was doing to me, had my mind elsewhere."

"And what you were doing to me," Devlin answered, and Kaitlin's face got even redder.

Meanwhile the noises continued next door, "AWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWW, AWWWWWW-EEEEEEEWWWWW, AWWWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWWW. YES, OH YES, ITO. LIKE THAT, OH YEAH JUST LIKE THAT. FUCK ME, FUCK MY PUSSY. AWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWW, AWWWWWW-EEEEEEEWWWWW, AWWWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWWW. MY PUSSY, OH ITO, MY PUSSY."

"Ito always did that to me," Hana said. "In a few minutes, Ishi will have to take me to our room and remind me what he does to me."

Sajy spoke up, "I think everyone will want to go back to their rooms. Ito and Marcia have me so ready. What about you Lurleen?"

"In a while, I'm going to throw everyone out or Sajy, I'm going to do you in front of everybody."

"I'd pay to see that," the American woman, Ellie, smiled.

Now, there was the banging of the headboard on the wall, and we could actually see it move. "AWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWW, AWWWWWW-EEEEEEEWWWWW, AWWWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWWW. OH ITO, I'M CUMMMING AGAIN, OH I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING. DON'T STOP, ITO. YES, OH YES. AWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWW, AWWWWWW-EEEEEEEWWWWW, AWWWWWWW-EEEEEEWWWWW."

Then for a moment there was silence. It was Hana, the Japanese woman who started it. "Yeah, good job, Ito. Yeah, you're a lucky girl, Marcia." Then the rest of us joined in, clapping, laughing.

"Good for you, Marcia."

"Greg, when are you going to do me like that?" asked Ellie.

"Whenever you're ready," he smiled.

The clapping and cheering continued.

A few minutes later, Ito opened the door to his room. He was naked. Everyone cheered. His impressive cock was hanging there. Even from where I was on our bed, I could see their mixed juices caked on his shaft. My pussy was wet. Right now, I was looking forward to everyone leaving and Sajy giving me his tongue.

Then Marcia, wrapped in a bedsheet came to the door. "What's going on?"

Again, everyone clapped and cheered. "Thanks for the show."

Marcia was blushing. Her face as red as Kaitlin's hair.

"I've never heard anyone as loud as you."

"I hope when I'm you're age, I still enjoying fucking as much as you are," said Hana.

"And I hope, when I'm Marcia's age I can still attract a man like Ito. Now, if you will all leave, Sajy has something he needs to do," I laughed.

As soon as everyone left, and I closed the door, I was on my back with my legs spread. "Sajy, listening to Marcia and Ito has my pussy so wet. I need you to eat me. I need you to eat me all night. I want you to have me making noises like Marcia."

I don't know if I was as loud as Marcia, but Sajy was magnificent. I think listening to Marcia and Ito turned him on too. By dawn his tongue was worn out, and I was crying. They were tears of joy. I'd never felt this good.

Sajy would have to tell you, but I think that my thank you blowjob may have been the best I'd ever given. I'm talking about a midnight blowjob and a good morning blowjob. For the first time, they weren't ‘I can take it or leave it,' blowjobs.

I was so high that I walked down to the beach while Sajy slept. I had to laugh. Hana, Ellie and Kaitlin were already there. They must have worn out their men, too. They were naked. I took off my cover up; that's all I was wearing, and joined them in knee-deep water. I didn't even hesitate; nor was I self-conscious.

"Lurleen, you must have had a great night," Kaitlin laughed as she dipped her hand in the water and wiped the corner of my mouth.

"Ooops," I blushed.

"Holy shit, Lurleen. How many times . . . never mind," Ellie smiled as she splashed water on my chest.

I dove in the water, and washed myself all over. "Better?" I asked when I came up.

"Don't feel bad," said Hana, "Ishi's stuff was caked on my thighs when I came out here this morning. Ellie noticed it."

"I must have swallowed," Elle corrected herself, "I mean maybe Greg didn't give me as much as you guys, but I had a great night," she blushed.

"I think we all did," Kaitlin said. "Especially, Marcia. They didn't stop until an hour ago. We may not see them until tonight. I don't think Ito misses Hiromi."

"Ito doesn't miss any girl. Take it from me, as soon as another girl catches his eye, he'll dump Marcia," Hana said. We knew she was talking from experience.

That night, Marcia and Ito were at it again; just as loud.

In the morning, like yesterday, I was on the beach with Hana, Ellie and Kaitlin. We were chatting in the water when Marcia joined us. She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit, but as soon as she noticed that we were naked, she took off her swimsuit, but waded into waist deep water.

Compared to us, twenty somethings, the fifty-five-year-old Marcia was not attractive. She had thick wrinkly thighs, and was chunky around the middle and her big breasts were floppy when she moved. Me and the other girls could go bra-less; ours were still that firm. Yes, even me with my 36 DDs.

Apparently, Marcia's looks did not deter Ito. Like Kaitlin said, Ito fucked her all night.

Oh, and Marcia wasn't really a blonde, if you're interested. Her bush was as black as Hana's, the Japanese woman. However, it was much, much thicker. It must have been a chore for Ito to eat her, but by the noises she made, he didn't have any problem. Of course, Kaitlin was a real redhead. I noticed that even the other women checked out her pussy when they thought she wasn't looking. If I was a Lesbian . . . no, never mind.

As it turned out, Ito didn't have a problem because he didn't eat her. I'll explain below.

We envied Marcia. We were all getting great sex, but not like her. We didn't need a visual to know that Ito and she were fucking each other's brains out. On the other hand, when Ito joined us on the beach, we all stared. I know that Ellie and Kaitlin, like me were curious what it would be like to fuck something that big.

Three days later, Sajy had to return to Bangkok. "I have to lead a tour group but I'll be free in two weeks. Lurleen, where will you be?"

"Ummmm, Sajy, it's so peaceful here. How about if I stay here and you join me when you're free?"

"You'll be well-rested, won't you?"

"And my pussy will be waiting and anxious."

Marcia had to get back to the ship in Bangkok, too. Her last night with Ito must have been like New Years' Eve, her birthday, his birthday, Christmas, and if you're an American 4th of July all rolled into one. It was a marathon fuck. No one got any sleep. She was so loud.

Sajy texted me and told me Marcia slept on the bus the whole way back to Bangkok.

That first night without Sajy we all went to the restaurant: Greg and Ellie, Ishi and Hana, Devlin and Kaitlin, and Ito and me.

It wasn't until the fourth or fifth bottle of wine was passed around that I gave Ito a thought. As soon as we returned to the hotel, I took him by the hand and led him to my room.

You should know me by now, a cock is a cock, except as much as I loved cock, I loved a man's tongue more. Hiromi and Hana praised Ito's fucking skill. Marcia went crazy over Ito's cock.

I was disappointed. Oh, Ito was an amazing fuck. He could keep going and going. If he wasn't twenty-nine, I'd have thought he took a little blue pill. That big cock seemed to be always hard.

It was the best and by far the biggest cock I'd ever fucked and, and thanks to Sajy I'd come to terms with the joy of blowjobs. Ito's big cock was the recipient: I sucked and I sucked it a lot. His cock was so good to suck that once or twice I had an orgasm while sucking it.

I couldn't take it all, but it wasn't as fat as Sajy's. It was easier to take perhaps half in my mouth. I'd pucker and then unpucker my lips on that long shaft and looked him in the eyes. My eyes were shining. Then I'd go up and down; up and down; up and down.

Why was I disappointed? Ito showed no interest in eating my pussy. NONE, NADA!!!!!!!!

I was so disappointed that I found the only way to get rid of that bad feeling was to spend most of the next ten days in bed on my back or on my knees. When I was on top, his big cock was so far up my pussy; sooooo, soooo far.

I was certain that couples in the other rooms heard me. With that long cock probing deep inside my pussy, I couldn't help it.

More than one morning at the beach, another woman helped me get the dried cum off my lips, chin, thighs and chest. To be fair, I wasn't alone. "Kaitlin, what have you and Devlin been doing?" I asked as I wiped dried cum from her beautiful red hair.

Hana, Kaitlin, Ellie and I no longer blushed when the evidence was discovered. We were all getting so much sex; so much good sex that we didn't care. Of course, we all heard each other; heard the beds squeak, heard the beds banging against the walls; heard our moans, sighs, squeals.

I was planning on waiting for Sajy to come back, but as it turned out I had to catch the ship from Bangkok to Singapore. If I missed it, I'd have to fly to Manila to pick it up. That was much too far and much too expensive.

By the time I arrived in Singapore, I was so ready for more. It had been a week since my pussy and my lips had enjoyed Ito's big cock. Did I miss Sajy? Not really. Did I miss Sajy's tongue? Oh yeah.

But as a world traveler, I knew I'd never be in one place too long. Phuket and Nui Beach had been a nice respite. I kept it in the back of my mind to come back.

Marcia's tour group was in Singapore and we met for lunch one day. "Lurleen, I am so embarrassed to have made such a public spectacle but Ito was a marvel. I've never. . ."

"I know what you mean. Not with Ito," I lied, "but with Sajy, He was insatiable."

"Ito was the same way. He just couldn't, well you know."

"Do you think there are more men like that out there?"

"I'd like to find out."

And so did I. Through texting and emails over the next few years, we updated each other on our travels.

"Lurleen, if you're ever in Istanbul, there's a guide, Ahmad, at the Haj Sophia. Oh my!!!"

"Lurleen, if you haven't been to St. Petersburg, Russia you must go. Alexi, the assistant manager at the Nikita Hotel rivals Ito."

"Marcia, last week I was in Tokyo. I found a phone number for Ito. Now, I know why you were so loud at Nui Beach (smiley face)." It was a small lie. I wanted to become reacquainted with Ito. His tongue never met my pussy which was very disappointing, but that cock. Oh, that cock. The fucking was phenomenal, and if you asked Ito, the thank you blowjobs were far beyond his expectations.

"Lurleen, I was in Argentina last week. Here's the phone number for Carlos. You'll adore him."

I did make it to Russia. I'd emailed Alexi ahead of time and told him that an old friend, Marcia, highly recommended his hotel and his services. I don't know what Marcia was thinking; no, Alexi did not rival Ito. His cock wasn't nearly as big, but Marcia wasn't wrong, the orgasms his tongue gave me were mind-blowing. I was sure that's the kind of services Marcia meant.

Alexi was an okay fuck, but it was his tongue. Oh my God, maybe I'd hit a dry spell before getting to St. Petersburg, but Alexi's tongue was oh so good. As good as had ever massaged my pussy. As good as Bobby Joe, Giovanni and Sajy's.

Alexi told me that he was in pussy eating heaven as he kissed my bush all over after a multi-orgasmic cunnilingus evening. Multi means more than one, right? With Alexi, it meant more than four or five. After that I lost count. I swear, I was as loud as Marcia had been with Ito at Nui Beach.

Except I wasn't getting fucked. I'm certain that having a tongue in my pussy is not the same as having a cock in there. I'd always preferred a tongue, and right now, at the Nikita Hotel in St. Petersburg, Russia I could not have asked for a better tongue.

Alexi was a pussy eating genius. I was supposed to be in St. Petersburg for three nights. I stayed two weeks. Alexi took some vacation time which you'll be pleased to know, he spent kneeling in front of me while I sat in a chair; my legs spread over the arms. "Lurleen, you have the most beautiful pussy. Over my sixty years on earth, I've never tasted a sweeter one. Are you ready for me to eat it again?"

There was ‘again,' and ‘again', and ‘again.' You'd think a guy his age would get tired. Not Alexi and not his tongue.

Yes, Alexi was sixty-years-old and I joyfully gave him a thank you blowjob. I smiled as I sucked. His cock, as a result of eating my pussy, was as hard as an eighteen-year-old's. He lasted much longer. I hummed "thank you, thank you, thank you," as I sucked.

I say I gave him a thank you blowjob. Believe me when I tell you, there was far more than one. You know: multi. Alexi had no chance of meeting Sajy, but if he ever did, he would have to thank him for showing me to appreciate blowjobs.

A pattern started to emerge with Carlos in Argentina and Ahmad in Istanbul. First, they were all well over fifty and secondly, they were like Alexi, fabulous pussy eaters. Just the kind of men I was looking for.

Marcia was helping me without knowing it in my search for the perfect pussy eater. In the moment, and I think you ladies will concur, when you're in the midst of an amazing orgasm as the result of your partner's tongue work, life is perfect. I was like that, but when I left St. Petersburg or Istanbul, I asked myself a question, ‘is there more?'

I should tell you about Carlos in Argentina. Remember, I'm from Alabama, a proud girl of the Confederacy. I'm named after the famous governor of Alabama, George Wallace's wife.

Carlos' ancestors unquestionably came from Africa. You know where this is going, or should.

I hesitated when I met him; regained my composure and invited him to my room. The cruise from Mobile had been long, and there had not been any men to play with. Not that I didn't let more than a few men know that my pussy was there's for the asking. They weren't interested.

So, when we docked in Buenos Aires my pussy was in dire need.

I'm glad my southern sensibilities didn't get in the way. Carlos' tongue was better than any of the men I'd been with. I know, I know, I know, hard to believe. Okay, maybe it was the drought.

Here's how good he was. Every southern girl has heard horror stories about black men, and how big they are. With Carlos, there were no horror stories, just hours and hours of ecstasy as he made my clitoris sing. So, when it was time for a thank you blowjob, I didn't hesitate.

Well, I did, but only because his cock was so big. Bigger than Ito's. The biggest, the fattest and when he came, the sweetest.

After another long session of pussy eating, I begged him to let me suck it again. For the first time, I wanted to suck cock instead of get eaten. Although, to be fair, Carlos' tongue encouraged my thank you blowjobs. I might have been lynched back home; at the least shunned. At the moment, I didn't care.

For a girl who could take or leave blowjobs, I was spending a lot of time on my knees; a lot of time.

A week in Argentina turned into two with Carlos as my personal guide. Usually, he guided me to a bed with my clothes off and my legs spread or on my knees.

Back at Nui Beach, Kaitlin, the Irish woman said cock is cock. Not always, big cock and in Carlos' case, big black cock was better than just cock.

Don't think I neglected my business back in Mobile. I was in constant contact with them, and Gretchen was a God-send. I rewarded all the girls in the office with trips whenever one came up and they were available. For example, I'll bet Gretchen probably had four or five cruises that year. It just happen to work out that Giovanni was the tour director on all of them. She always came back with a big smile on her face. That's why she was such good and loyal employee. "The perks, Lurleen, oh the perks."

TO BE CONTINUED

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