They were out in the courtyard of the grand estate. All around stood white canopies held up by bamboo poles. Its sides were open so inside could be seen mattresses and pillows arranged in circles. Before them were plates of fruits and mugs and pitchers wine. In each tent stood two to three gorgeous women robed in see-through materials, their tantalizing shapes evident through the flimsy fabric if it was at all present. Some were bare from shoulder to waist and were proudly showing off their pink perky nipples in the night breeze. One, didn't even bother to wear anything resembling like proper clothing. It was this one that came before Zain and placed her long graceful arms around his shoulders.
"Oh my lady, you should be servicing the men."
The woman merely flashed him a smile and glanced at the direction of the other crew members. All were already in some stage of coitus with a chosen lass or two or three. One man was naked waist down, his buttocks blaringly white in the moonlight as he pumped in and out of a dark-skinned brunette's mouth. Another was similarly clad taking a giggly blond from behind as she supported herself on a nearby tree. Even their young kitchen lad, barely 15 was enjoying the attention of a pair of Thanati twins, one pleasing herself before him while the other shouted for him to ram harder into her as she lay in stunning naked glory amidst silken pillows. Zain did not register the rest because his own partner had proceeded to disrobe him while licking his neck. His hands roamed the skin of her hips down to her buttocks as her tongue made its way to his chest. His clothes dropped to the floor and she stood to take his hand and pull him to their own cozy pillowed spot. She pushed him down unto the pillows and the starry sky seemed to melt into incoherrence as she took his manhood by one hand and dribbled her warm saliva on it. He let out a moan and she proceeded to pepper his length with tiny kisses that sent goosebumps all over his body. She circled the tip with her tongue a few times and eventually took him wholly into her mouth. He became fully erect at the sensation of her warm, wet mouth engulfing him. She then supported herself on her elbows, tucked a length of wayward hair behind her ear, looked up at him and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing at the pressure. He could not help letting out a sound of pleasure at that and even more so when she began pushing him in and out.
He was nearing the height when she released him and he uttered a rare curse. The little minx smiled at the power she knew she held over him right now. He did not torture him long though and actually rewarded him. She stood and lightly stepped on his very swollen member. His muscles tensed, he closed his eyes and arched his back at the sudden pain that also felt fabulous. A moment later, she felt her delicate fingers on him and felt her hand direct him into the tightness between her legs. He cried out to signal his approval the same time she did as she sat on him taking him into herself completely down to his roots. She paused to savor the feeling a moment then slowly began raising her hips slowly and driving back down hard. This rhythm she continued as they both climbed higher and higher.
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Lemaire sighed heavily, his eyes droopy with ecstasy as the pleasure resounded throughout his body. The beautiful red-head rode him like a bullfighter. Her moans were loud and hurried as she devoured his staff with her pussy like some starved maroon. "Im your slut" she gasped between moans as she pushed herself harder and harder against him, her hands wrapped around the head of a blonde that was suckling on her breast. On his own chest were a couple of brunettes that took turns servicing his nipples and each other. Lemaire's gaze was not directed at them, however. His attention was on the action taking place on the mattress a few meters from them. There, his friend, Zain, lay in a position similar to his while a petite ebony-haired beauty rocked herself about his groin. He had his eyes closed, his mouth half open in an expression of enjoyment. His hands were cupping her breasts while hers were raking his chest. A little while later she threw her head back as she ascended and her rocking became faster. Her moans became louder too and his hips aided her in their joint climb into the peak of orgasm. One long loud sigh of finality and they both collapsed on the mattress heaving heavily from their effort. Zain now placed one arm over his eyes, no doubt savoring the fading tremors. His partner though, had sensed Lemaire's gaze and from on top Zain's very naked body was returning his heated looks. She moved one hand to her breast and started playing with herself.
Lemaire smiled at her attempt to entice him despite the four women already simultaneously pleasuring him. He waved his hand at the two on his chest to make them stop. He sat up and pushed the girl kissing the one riding him away. He held her firmly by the shoulders and with a couple of powerful thrusts sent her over the edge. He kissed her bruisingly hard once and pushed her off him. He on the other hand was evidently not done and was still ready to continue. He looked at Zain's partner and motioned for the two who were on his chest to take her place with Zain.
The ebony-haired lass walked slowly towards him, his first mate's seed dripping between her legs. He had her lie before him and he positioned himself between her thighs. He opened her legs wider and beheld her very wet pussy still spilling the other man's cum. "Fuck" he uttered, lowering his head and tasting the creamy liquid. The thought of Zain on his lips increased his need and after swallowing. plunged his iron rod into her without mercy. He reveled at the thought that there were two men's essence swimming inside her. He drove her with an unforgiving pace. Her screams filled the night and a few heads couldnt help but turn in their direction. He wrapped his powerful arms at the back of one thigh while with the other supported her back. He stood up and proceed to drive his length deeper, hitting the back of her womb. She screamed even louder and he turned to stare at Zain who was similarly busy rubbing his turgid member betwixt the breasts of one of the women. Lemaire was imagining himself behind him, both of them plunging in sychronous pleasure when he rose higher and higher, reaching the epitomy. "Fuck!" he growled, emptying himself into the irrelevant vessel.
He put her back on her feet and she moved to kiss him but he pushed her away. He turned, grabbed his pants, shoved himself into them and took a seat on the pillows with a goblet of wine on one hand.
The women surrounded him again, vying for his attention. His concentration, however, was turned into his mind's eye where the object of his passion was smiling in contentment at their joining. A few times he yet again stole some glances at the party on the next mattress. That union was the best he had that day. This fact though he was resolved to keep to himself for a little while longer.
Zain reached his peak for the second or third time that evening and showered his juices on his partner's open mouth and he collapsed again in bliss.
The night ended too soon.