“Crete” – Chapter 17:- “Our Holiday Game”

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I walked to the bar. As I did so, I did not try to hide my erection, but it was obvious if you looked. I didn’t care, as my mind was racing, thinking, probably overthinking once again. Thoughts flashed through it…“Enjoy that feeling,” Ashley had told me when I watched Sarah and Don together.I stood there, waiting for the barman to come over. It took a while, though he didn’t have any other customers.The wait allowed time for my mind to think, sometimes lurid thoughts. Sarah was being fucked by Kurt, around the back, up against the wall. Just like Clare had been with John. That they doubled back and were now fucking in the toilet’s reverse cowgirl style.But Sarah and I had agreed not to go that far. Perhaps they were just smoking, laughing at me, thinking that they were currently having sex.“One Long Island Iced Tea,” I said as the barman reached me and I passed the note over.He took one look at it and said in broken English, “No good; too big. Have you a smaller note?”I didn’t, but the barman’s question brought a moment of clarity. Was it a sign?“I need to see my friend. He has the money, but he has gone outside for a smoke. Is there a smoking area?” I questioned.“No,” the barman huffed, “You can smoke inside.”I knew that. I thanked him, turned, and was gone, my erection gone with it. My brain’s fog had cleared. I wanted to find Sarah and make sure she did not fuck Kurt.But anything else was okay; as that was within the rules that we had agreed on.I looked down the alleyway and down the main street. No, Sarah. No, Kurt. There was no obvious place they could have gone. So I walked away from the cocktail bar, down into the darkness of a small side alley that took you away from the centre of town. Then I went around the back of a closed business. To me, it felt like the only place that might offer some privacy.It was only then I noticed the glow of a cigarette and I discretely moved closer, stepping behind some bins. I told myself that I wasn’t hiding, but I also didn’t want to be seen. Maybe it wasn’t Sarah, but I knew the truth… I wanted to see what they were doing before I made my presence known.I immediately noticed Sarah was the only one smoking. Sarah was in an alcove, her breasts completely exposed. Kurt was busy alternatively sucking each nipple, but that was not all he was doing. His left hand was between my girlfriend’s spread legs; with her dress buttons now all undone.I could just make out that Kurt was playing with her pussy and as he did so, Sarah’s spare hand was working his long thin cock; wanking him; they were both masturbating each other.I stood there watching, mesmerised, in the shadows and taking in the view. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I could make out Kurt’s two fingers in Sarah’s cunt. They were leisurely moving in and out; he was slowly finger fucking her.Once again Sarah was smoking, just like that girl, the prostitute, under my factory’s old-fashioned security light. It occurred to me that Sarah was playing the part of being bought for sex; at the moment, her hand was wrapped around Kurt’s cock, masturbating him. She was trying her best to get him off as his fingers probed her pussy.“Come on Sarah, I want to fuck you,” Kurt stated.“Come on, please, you’re perfect,” Kurt said again. It sounded almost like a whine.His fingers were now having some effect as I heard a small moan pass my girlfriend’s lips. She put a foot on a crate and squatted down to give Kurt a better view of her pussy.“That’s it, rub my clit,” Sarah groaned, as she exhaled the cigarette, and a puff of smoke briefly obscured her face.Kurt’s fingers were now fucking my girlfriend, his thumb on her clit, and I started hearing squelching sounds. Sarah was getting close. Her hand had temporarily stopped working his cock.“Come on Sarah, I want to fuck you,” Kurt stated, yet again.“David doesn’t want you to and neither do I,” Sarah gasped, “And in any case, you didn’t pay enough!”Those words helped me come to my senses. Though I wasn’t sure if Sarah was acting, just playing the part, she did sound convincing. I briefly wondered if you could buy her pussy, rather than this being a part of our little game.But I had seen enough, and I stepped in the light. My cock was hard and now sticking seven and a half inches out of my trousers. I subconsciously got it out while watching.I moved forward, towards Sarah and Kurt. They stopped and were now watching me.What was I going to do next? I asked myself.The fact that my cock was sticking out of my trousers probably led them to believe I had been watching them and wanking; the voyeur. But that was only partly true. I had got it out to relieve the pressure; I had not touched it. I was more concerned about Sarah.“You had your money’s worth,” I softly announced as I brought my girlfriend into my arms, and then help to cover her up.“But I would have paid more, a lot more!” Kurt exclaimed as I glanced at his cock. I noticed it was long, maybe longer than mine, at around eight inches. But thin. It also looked painful and angry.He hadn’t cum.Sarah’s arms came around me and I looked at her and then reassured her with a gentle kiss. As I did, I could taste the cigarette smoke on her lips. Our bodies just melted into one another’s. We were both desperate for relief, my girlfriend’s fingers wrapping around my erection as mine found her wet slippery hole.Kurt was now watching; he had once Bolu Escort again become the voyeur, and our roles had changed. His hand was now around his cock, slowly masturbating.I felt my exposed cock get even harder. Sarah was mine, her body now panting for me. We needed to fuck. Sarah looked at me; her wanton face matched mine.I looked back at Kurt. “How much?” I asked.It intrigued me, though the question made Sarah flinch in my arms. I had no idea how much men paid for sex, and I wondered, though my interest did not go beyond that. “A lot more, maybe five times more… I miss my wife.”I smiled. It was a lot of money but of no interest to me. We had gone further with our game than we had intended, and now I was more concerned with Sarah.We both needed one another. I felt Sarah go down, and she took my cock into her willing mouth. As she did so, her legs spread, giving our voyeur friend a perfect view of her engorged cunt.  “Not tonight Kurt,” I gasped, as my girlfriend’s head bobbed back and forth.I looked at Sarah; her eyes came up to meet mine. It was as if she knew I would be watching her, with her mouth full of my cock. I then glanced at Kurt, his cock close to my girlfriend, his hand still gently pumping. As he did so, I knew I was the second man he had seen Sarah give oral sex to.That thought excited me.My girlfriend pulled her mouth off my cock and then took one last drag of her still-lit cigarette before stubbing it out. She was still my Sarah, but her eyes told me all I needed to know. Sarah needed sex; she needed my cock, in her and not in her mouth.It was only then we heard two people talking as they passed the end of the alley. They didn’t see us, but it was a reminder that the alleyway might be quiet and long, but it was still public.“Let’s find somewhere quieter,” Sarah whispered. Her hand tugged me a couple of times as Kurt looked on. He hadn’t cum either.I needed no further invitation. We both wanted to have sex, but not here. It was too open. I looked around, my cock still in Sarah’s hand. Kurt seemed happy to just watch us fuck. He had returned to his normal role; that of a voyeur.With difficulty, I tucked myself back in and we walked down another side alley, away from the closed factory. We found ourselves walking out of the town, looking for a private place when a door in a short high wall caught my eye. It was slightly open. I pushed it and looked in.Behind the door was a small, almost empty courtyard with four very high concrete walls. There were also a few scattered chairs, a sturdy table, and a recliner armchair right in the yard’s middle. It occurred to me that it might have been once used for storage, but it also had that disused feeling; at most being used by the local factory workers at lunch breaks.With only the moonlight illuminating it, the place was perfect, as it was quiet and well off the beaten track.We all step through the door, my cock now alive and leading the way as we closed it. There was a need to keep quiet, but it felt safe, as there were no other doors or buildings overlooking the courtyard. We wedged a chair against the door, Sarah stifling a giggle. Though horny, the action of what we were doing made us feel like naughty schoolchildren.Her hands were already fishing in my trousers for my cock; we knew this would need to be a short, almost silent fuck. We couldn’t wait any longer, and I didn’t mind Kurt watching us, as it was an extra thrill. I come a long way since I had been with Clare in the voyeur’s car park, having a man watch us, and wank; then cum over my car door. Sarah pulled her dress completely off. She wanted to be fully nude and her body to be observed in all its naked glory. Kurt was there, no more than six feet from us, cock in hand, and once again masturbating.I was doing the same, right next to my girlfriend, kissing her, making sure our friend could see her wanton bald cunt; my fingers now squelching, sloshing in her loose wet hole. I was deliberately repeating what Don had done.I kissed Sarah. Our tongues were hot for one another. I gently pushed her back against the courtyard wall, two of my fingers now in her; finger fucking her just like I had done so many times before. Though never with an audience, and in complete silence. All we could hear was the movement of my fingers, a stifled moan, and Kurt’s hand rhythmically working his long cock; his eyes never leaving Sarah.I pulled my fingers out of Sarah. I wanted her wantonness to be on show to the man who would pay a small fortune for sex with her. As I did so, my girlfriend squatted and took my engorged cock into her mouth.Sarah deliberately spread her legs wide and her wet pink pussy glinted in the moonlight, almost winking, but definitely encouraging Kurt to cum.Sarah’s tongue was working its magic, licking me, and then engulfing my cock’s bulbous head before sliding down my seven-and-a-half inches. It was my turn to stifle a groan; I was getting close, but I didn’t want to cum that way.Sarah needed my cock.I stepped back and took Sarah’s hand, then guided her to the recliner chair that sat in the centre of the walled enclosure. It was the lightest part of the yard, with no shadows; only the moon’s full illumination.I wanted Kurt to see all.Sarah wanted this. It was part of the holiday game. My girlfriend was completely naked, apart from her high red stilettos and the Bolu Escort Bayan ever-present thin gold chain around her right ankle. She sat there and laid back; I reclined the chair and Sarah naturally spread her legs, and then slowly started to masturbate.She was looking at me. How far did I want this to go?Kurt looked at me, and I nodded. He stood between her legs, his cock in his hand. He was still stroking it, taking the view in. I noticed his pre-cum; he was close, and I knew he was desperate to fuck Sarah.I felt in control, my cock wafting in front of me. I wanted Kurt the voyeur to see my girlfriend cum. See her wetness, her wantonness, what I got to see every day.Then I leaned forward and pushed Sarah’s hand away from her pussy. She was close, but I wanted to take this one step further and I gently pulled her sopping cunt apart. I wanted Kurt to see her pinkness, to see the bit that he had paid for.I felt Sarah’s body respond. She almost silently moaned. She also wanted Kurt to see all.In the moonlight, together, we watched my girlfriend’s wide-open pussy begin to quiver. She was soaked and ripe to be fucked. Her whole body was now demanding it.I held her pussy open, teasing her clit, but never quite touching it.Then it all happened; it was out of my control.Kurt grunted and started to let fly, ribbons of his cum flying through the air, each one targeted at Sarah’s open hole. Most were missing, but not all.My girlfriend’s fingers returned to her clit. As she watched Kurt squirt his jism over her, it was now her turn to join him. Courtesy of Jerry, having a man cum on her had been always high on her sexual desires. A quiet “argh” escaped Sarah’s mouth as she stifled a groan, her cunt now awash as she started cumming, each little cum producing a little squirt right in front of me.I looked at Sarah; her face contorted in ecstasy, her body red, stiff, and, yet, contorting. This is what she wanted. My cock was also stiff and leaking cum.It was then I noticed Kurt’s cock; he had moved its head right to the entrance of Sarah’s wet opening as he jacked the last of his cum into my girlfriend. It was too late to stop him, but I was crouched, ready to spring and make sure it did not go any further.But it felt hypnotic, as Kurt’s cock head gently brushed my girlfriend’s pussy lips. He was still twitching as he deposited the last of his sperm into her open hole.It was only then that Sarah did something unexpected. It caught me completely off guard.In one swift movement, she wrapped her legs around Kurt and pulled his still-hard cock into her. There was simply no resistance. He just slid right in, to the hilt, eight inches, and my girlfriend just came in a not-so-silent, shaking, squirting orgasm.Their mating was complete, and so was mine.Sarah’s surprising action caused me to cum on the courtyard floor. It caught me completely off guard, as I hadn’t touched my cock. Though it wasn’t a big ejaculation; it was more than pre-cum.And afterward, I was still hard. My erection remained strong, still wanting Sarah.I didn’t understand, and I felt embarrassed as I discreetly cleaned up, hoping no one would notice as the two new lovers started to fuck in front of me; Kurt, not losing his erection.He wanted my Sarah.I hadn’t meant for it to go this far, it just sort of happened. I knew it should be another lesson learned, especially, as he was fucking her with no condom. He was pumping another load of his fertile sperm deep into my willing girlfriend.But there was another story going on, my cock still hard, the puddle of my cum under Sarah’s seat. The fact that my girlfriend wanted to do this, she had played along at every step; we had been pushing each other’s sexual buttons, there had been no brake, and we ended with this.I should have been stronger. I should have been more like an alpha man.My cock was in my hand, masturbating, and watching another man fuck my girlfriend, my princess. I was weak, still learning, yet not ready to accept the knowledge from my lesson.I did not lose the irony as I watched Kurt, the voyeur, pound away between Sarah’s legs.Sarah’s body seemed to meet each of Kurt’s thrusts, the thought of being quiet almost gone, as my girlfriend came again, a new cock from a man she didn’t know, a client.Her first client!I felt my cock twitch, but I needed to wait for my turn. Time stood still. My thoughts were extreme, the more rational being that I should try to stop them and pull Kurt off my girlfriend.Then Kurt seemed to go into a spasm. I saw his buttocks clench as Sarah pulled him tight into her and her orgasm took in little murmurs, trying to keep quiet and not alert the neighbours. They stayed that way locked, maybe for a couple of minutes as they caught their breaths, totally spent and also paid for.It was only as Kurt extracted himself from Sarah that he did anything intimate. He kissed her on the forehead; it was a thank you. My girlfriend didn’t move, her legs spread wide, Kurt’s sperm leaking out of her.I suddenly wished I had my camera. It was a random thought, amongst so many more destructive ones.Kurt looked at me, my hard cock, the puddle on the floor. He knew and nodded; I did not nod back as Kurt then pulled five large domination bills out of his wallet and handed them to me. Along with the one I had received earlier, it was full payment for Sarah’s services.            “You Escort Bolu must come up and try my Raki. You both will find it very profitable,” he then grinned. It was a knowing grin, and it made me realise this was not the first time Kurt had paid for sex. That was a piece of information that I knew I was going to keep to myself.I smiled, as I didn’t know what else to do. Kurt left us without another word and I replaced the chair to lock the courtyard door. I needed time with my girlfriend. She still hadn’t moved. As I went to her, I noticed the pool of seeping sperm between her open legs had increased in volume.I pulled a chair up to the lounger and as I did so, Sarah asked for her clutch bag, which I retrieved and as I passed it to her. I whispered, “It’s a bit too late for a condom.”Humour; it was my way of masking the enormity of what we had just done, but at least it caused Sarah to giggle.“I need a cigarette, David, and my wipes to clean up.”“Wipes?” I questioned.“Don’s suggestion, we were planning to have sex on the beach, but it never happened. He said I should carry some around, as well as the condoms and a few other things. I thought it was a good idea.”“So we living this life now,” I seriously said as Sarah lit up, again. I only tolerated Sarah smoking, but I let it go, before turning to humour again.“I know you looking for another career, but I didn’t think it would be prostitution,” I quietly chuckled.Though, internally, it was a different story. I was still shocked and confused at what had just occurred. Sarah having sex with Kurt, being paid for it; and me letting it happen.But, above all… That I had unknowingly cum on the yard floor.Sarah giggled. She seemed okay or perhaps hadn’t yet had time to take in what she had just done.“No, David, what happened was just circumstances,” then took a long drag of her cigarette. Then provocatively blew the smoke at me and giggled again. She knew I didn’t like it.“David, you know this was a one-off.”I did, but I felt as if I should have stopped it. We had gone too far.“How much did he pay to have me?” Sarah asked. It seemed as if she had no regrets about what had just happened and was more interested in the money.I told Sarah how much she just earned. It was a lot.“Really, I didn’t know you could earn that much. Maybe I should do it for a living!”I gave Sarah a stare as she took another drag of her cigarette.“I am joking, David.” Though I didn’t appreciate Sarah’s humour, I rebuffed it with my wit.“Well, if you change your mind. He did say tasting his Raki could be very profitable.”I was unhappy with myself for saying it, but Sarah didn’t say anything. She seemed to be enjoying her cigarette and thinking. I looked down and between her outstretched legs. Kurt’s cum was still slightly leaking from her swollen pussy.“Are you trying to get a moon tan?” I chuckled, “If so, it is not working!”Yes, it was more humour!Sarah giggled, “I waiting for you to climb on and reclaim me. I know you like it when I am all gooey as you always seemed to want to go second after, Don.”We both knew she was right, but that had been more for the novel experience, part of the sexual experiment with Don and Ashley. This felt deliberate, and I wasn’t sure that I like the thought of making a habit of it.I stood up and my girlfriend worked my cock with her mouth to get me fully hard before I climbed between her still-spread legs.“Look at me as you go in. I want to see your face,” Sarah requested and then took another long drag of her cigarette.I had never fucked Sarah when she was smoking, and it felt strange. It was like Sarah was still playing the part of a whore and I didn’t like it, but it gave me an idea!I did as instructed and eased my cock into her whilst we looked at each other, and once again I enjoyed that feeling of a well-fucked cunt; but that was as far as it was going to go.I used all my strength and picked up Sarah, as she tried to withhold a giggle, and we attempted to keep the noise down.Then I took my position on the recliner and lowered Sarah down. The sudden flurry of activity caused my girlfriend to giggle as she worked out what I was doing.She even stubbed out her cigarette.“You can call me, Don,” I quietly chuckled, and then Sarah started to ride me, reverse cowgirl position. I grinned as her bare bottom winked at me as she moved.I had got my way.It was the first time I was having sex in this position. It was the one Sarah had teased me with by telling me she would only ever have sex that way with other lovers. Though perhaps, at that very moment, my girlfriend was just seeing me as another client!That night, we quietly fucked in the moonlit courtyard. It was our way of reconnecting, even though we both knew we should have been talking, telling each other that we had done something wrong; saying sorry.But it didn’t happen. Instead, we were more interested in sex, getting each other off once again, our sexual organs again overriding our brains. Sarah seemed quiet, but fine. I felt raw, my mind thinking more about why I had cum prematurely. Despite only Kurt and I knowing, I felt embarrassed and unsure.After our copulation was complete, we just cuddled, laying there on that recliner armchair, hot, sweaty, my arms around my girlfriend. We looked up at the moon, and the stars, and l pointed out the Plough, Venus, and Mars.It was an interlude to what had gone on before.We had the experience; it needed to be processed, devoured, and then regurgitated into something we understood before we could talk.It was late when we went back to our apartment, showered, and then to bed, tired, and we snuggled up in silence.

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