Vitiana leaned into me. “Don’t any of your women wear panties?”
I leaned away from her, slipped two fingers into my pocket and showed her the corner of three pairs of knickers. She roared with laughter, rich, throaty laughter.
“You a dirty man, come to Fiji and marry me; we will have lots of fun.”
Her infectious laughter further lightened the mood, although the girls had no idea what the joke was.
Nambula pulled out a couple of joints, lit them and handed them around. Again I’m watching Naomi to see her reaction. Not a flicker of hesitation, she took it when it was handed to her and took a deep breath; I could see she was struggling to hold it in without coughing. Nambula leaned into her and told her to hold it down as long as possible. When it got to Helen and Sacha, they did not hesitate either; it was obvious this was not their first toke on a joint.
After three or four puffs, Vitiana pulled me up. “Let’s get the bed before anyone else.”
She stood and lifted her dress over her head, leaving her standing without a stitch on. She was beautiful, the only blemish on her body was the jet-black curly bush of hair between her legs, and this definitely was not a blemish. She turned to me, lifted my shirt off, and then pushed my trousers to the floor. I was hard. I looked to see if the girls had noticed; Naomi was oblivious, she had eyes only for Nambula, but Caitlin and Sacha were open-mouthed in awe. I think it was sinking into Sacha’s mind now why I wanted to be with Vitiana. She was quite stunningly beautiful.
Vitiana pushed me onto the bed and straddled me. She pulled the pillows under my head so I was half sat up and could see the room. Then she threw the cushions bundled on the bed over her shoulders to those still sitting on the floor. Then, lifting, she turned around and lowered herself onto me in the reverse cowgirl; no foreplay; she just bounced herself down until she had me engulfed.
It was sheer bliss; not sure if it was just the Kava or maybe the dope, but it felt as good as anything I had had before. As Vitiana was grinding herself slowly on me, she looked around and watched the others making their moves.
Nambula leapt up and grabbed the mattress from under the bed; Naomi followed and helped him. Then he pulled Naomi’s dress over her head, removed her bra, and laid her down, disappearing from my view.
Ashneel brought Sacha over, and they sat down on the foot of the bed kissing, then lay down alongside us across the foot of the bed. He hadn’t bothered to remove her dress, he was kissing her, and she was responding. I noticed she was glancing across at us between kisses, and an insatiable desire had altered her features. Then Ashneel lifted her dress to her waist, and I watched him feed two fingers between her legs. Sacha had one leg trapped beneath him, but her free leg she lifted and spread wide for him. Oh, how I love watching women open up to their desires.
Tim meantime had Caitlin naked, I had half noticed him undressing her, but there was so much to watch. He had piled up the cushions that Vitiana had thrown their way. And bent her over these face down and took her from the rear. Ass or Fanny, I didn’t know, but she looked pretty happy about it, wherever he had his prick.
Bobby and Raku had moved to a mat on the far wall and had the guitars out. They started to play Bread’s number ‘I want to make it with you’. I had a funny thought that this was very appropriate.
I turned my attention to watching Ashneel fingering Sacha; at last, she had a smile on her face. She was pushing her hips onto his hand with his every thrust.
Vitiana turned, reached for my hand, and pulled me up to her back, indicating I looked down to the floor. There was Nambula & Naomi on the mattress at our feet, going at it like crazy. She had her feet locked around his ass and was using them to pull him frantically into herself. Her eyes were closed, but the look on her face was of pure bliss. I felt a twinge of jealousy that Nambula was taking the virginity of this tantalising, beautifully innocent young woman.
But watching him thrust into her and listening to her sharp intakes of air as he smashed his hips hard against her had my cock swelling and lengthening deep inside Vitiana.
I cuddled into her back, and she kept grinding down onto me. Watching the passion below us was fuelling Vitiana’s and my needs; I felt her vaginal entrance close around my shaft as if it was a hand. She had muscles in her cunt, that I don’t think any Western woman has; well, if they do, I’ve never met one that knew how to use them and grip a guy’s cock like her. It was fantastic, and she worked herself and me into our first orgasm. It was like I was being milked. When I came back to earth, I rolled Vitiana sideways, and we snuggled together against the head of the bed to watch the going on.
I noticed Nambula had finished as well and was lying next to Naomi, talking with her. I looked to my right and watched Ashneel sit up and undress Sacha before pushing her back, opening her legs wide and ducking down to suckle and feast on the pleasures between her legs.
Nambula then got up, went and spoke in Bobby’s ear, then took the guitar from him and sat down to play. Bobby hopped up and came to Naomi; there were no ‘how do you do’s or anything; he just dropped his shorts and then moved alongside her on the mattress. She seemed to accept that he was to do this; I guess that is what she and Nambula had been speaking about. But I leaned over anyway and asked Naomi if she was OK with this.
Her reply was a very definite, ‘Oooooh Yeees!’
I tried again. “I’ll take you home if you are unhappy.”
She looked up at me with a startled look on her face, “No! I want to stay. I’m happy.” and she smiled at me. She then rolled over onto Bobby and lifted a leg over his hip. Bobby moved his hand down, grabbed his prick, and, with a bit of shifting around, directed it between Naomi’s legs. I knew when he entered her as Naomi’s hips started franticly bucking into him, and she let out a carnal groan of pleasure.
Bobby wasn’t a stayer; I noticed this last time I was in this room. A dozen strokes and he was finished. Naomi hadn’t even gotten into gear, and for the first time that day, a frown appeared on Naomi’s face. Bobby rolled over and lay on his back.
Naomi sat up, looked around, then stood and went over to Raku. She took the guitar from his hands and pulled him up and back to the mattress. He had his clothes off before he reached us, and she pushed him down and straddled him while holding the guitar out for Bobby. He took the hint, got up and wandered over to resume playing some song with Nambula. There was no doubt in my mind now about if I had her here against her will.
Naomi leaned forward, pressing her clit hard against his pubic bone, then surged forward and backwards, giving us a perfect view of his rigid shaft entering her. She was leaking spunk from the previous encounters, and as she leaned back and drove her pussy down to the base of Nambula’s cock, we watched as he started to come.
I turned to Vitiana’s ear. “Your Fijian boys are not good stayers, are they?”
“No, they are far too excited; I know you’ve seen it twice in one week, but this never happens. This is only the second time, and you have been here for both of them.” She looked back to watch the scene below us, then turned to me again. “They will be much better the second time.”
That gave me some cause for concern; I realised the boys were going to want to taste each of the girls. The girls each looked to be enjoying themselves at present, but Sacha and especially Caitlin, I didn’t think would handle taking on all four boys.
But looking back down at Naomi, there weren’t going to be any issues with her. Even though Raku was obviously spent, she was not letting him up, her pussy was visibly constricting around his softening shaft, and she ground and thrust, finally emitting a beautiful orgasmic groan that arose from deep within her. Raku sat up and took one of her breasts to his mouth, and sucked a nipple to take her even higher. Finally spent, she rolled over beside him on the mattress, looking content, for the moment anyway.
Now we both turned our attention to the end of the bed. While we had been watching the going’s on below us, Ashneel had mounted Sacha, and very happy she looked about it. She had shed her dress and bra, he had her knees up against her chest, and he was supporting himself on her ankles, which he was holding wide apart.
“Ashneel has quite a weapon on him, doesn’t he?” I observed.
Vitiana whispered, “Yes, not quite up to the standard of this one of yours, though.” As she gently stroked my length. “But he’s the best lover of the whole gang; we need to set him with Naomi when he’s finished; she needs the attention of a real lover.”
I took note of her observation and watched with studied interest now. He was taking long, slow thrusts, rotating his hips across Sacha’s slick wet peach. Every few strokes, he would withdraw and look down with interest at her leaking aroused femininity. Each time she made a frustrated grab at his prick and pulled him back into herself, then wriggled and pushed that fine ass onto him. She came with an “Oooooh, yes like that… oh Fuck… arghh… yes.” and a few other choice phrases.
But Ashneel kept ploughing into her harder now, and after only a couple of minutes lying inert, she responded again with short sharp jerks of her hips. This time as she came, she was even louder, and Ashneel now slammed into her until he came himself.
He stayed mounted in her and started telling her what a terrific fuck she was, the best. Sacha looked very proud of herself. I thought, ‘I have a bit to learn from Vitiana’s friend Ashneel.”
Vitiana got up, went over to Nambula, and lit up another couple of joints. I just remind you that everyone is naked, and the only one showing any concern about this is Caitlin, who has clutched a cushion in front of her. To see Vitiana glide across the room naked was almost as good as having sex with her.
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