Office Ch. 05

Posted: January 30th, 2010 | Author: Andy | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story |

The host of the Trade fair expo, Abu Hamid had arranged a fleet of all terrain Vehicles (ATV) to carry expo participants and a ’select’ group of important local and foreign businessmen on a desert safari.

Noreen noted that Amrit and her girls were along for the excursion; along with a group of provocatively dressed East European and Thai girls. Everything about them seemed to say ‘Fuck me’. Certainly the men seemed very happy to help them aboard the ATVs.

The tall blonde foreigner from the trade fair was also there with a few other western men. She now knew that his name was Charles Schmitt from Austria. An executive in an oil company. Naturally with no interest in cosmetics but a healthy interest in Desi women.

The Arab driver of the ATV was so relaxed and seemed to know what he was doing, where he was and where he was going. To Noreen, the landscape was featureless, bleak and totally unappealing.

Ali was seated beside her, his designer sunglasses on and a baseball cap perched stylishly on his head. He had on a pair of knee length shorts and a white t-shirt. The perfect tourist; thankfully he was not busy video taping the safari. After all, how much sand do you need to see?

Noreen had decided to be a little daring. She was wearing a pair of cotton tan trousers and a long tailed light cream shirt, the white bra underneath could easily be made out through the shirt The tail of the shirt just covered her butt, which was good as the thin cotton material of her trousers failed to hide the fact that she was wearing white bikini panties.

Suddenly Noreen saw her first mirage, but it couldn’t be one, because even Ali was looking at it and so it seemed was everyone else.

The oasis was straight out of the ‘Arabian Nights’. A large deep pool of fresh water, with reeds, flowers, palm trees and date palms creating a shaded area where bird song filled the air. As the party of around fifty got down from the convoy, they all stood in silence contemplating the sheer beauty of the scene. After 6o minutes of sand dunes and nothingness, it was a feast for the eyes and soul.

A soft-spoken man dressed in traditional Arab dress greeted them warmly and asked them to follow him. They did, walking along a path past the edge of the oasis, under the palm trees and through the date palm plantation. As they left the date palms they found themselves walking over a manicured lawn towards a campsite made up of traditional Bedouin tents and what seemed an army of servants dressed in traditional Arab dress. Tall palm tress shaded the campsite, which contained a man made lake.

Their host organized them, tents were assigned where they could freshen up and a buffet lunch awaited them.

After an hour of being waited on, pampered and entertained by nature, the staff seemed to vanish as the buffet was cleared away. Whether by accident or design the guests were left to their own devices.

As the Indian escorts paired off with the male guest, some girls walking arm in arm with two men, Noreen decided that the host was deliberately arranging things. It all seemed pre-planned.

The Arab and desi businessmen there seemed to be pairing off with the European and Filipina ladies. Noreen wondered where every one would end up, certainly there were only ten or 12 tents and counting her and Ali there were at least 20 couples and a few threesomes.

As the party dispersed. Some towards tents, some towards the date palms and still others to the lake, Noreen found herself alone with Ali, Charles and a very petite and attractive Thai hostess.

Charles was talking to the Thai but kept smiling over at Noreen. Ali noticed this and seemed to be trying to guess Noreen’s reaction to the white man’s glances.

“He likes you” He finally said.” isn’t he the one who was hanging around the stall all week?”

“Yes. He has invited me out several times” Noreen answered. It was pointless to lie about it. Ali was not a fool and she wouldn’t insult his intelligence by treating him like one.

“I see” Ali said. Ali was feeling jealous but had no right to be.

They sat in silence a few minutes as Charles and the Thai girl chatted. The Thai girl looked at Noreen and nodded to something Charles was saying.

Charles got to his feet; he was in Bermuda shorts and a baggy t-shirt with FCUK written across it. He was wearing a baseball cap with his oil company’s emblem on it. Ali and Noreen expected the Austrian and Thai to head off do what everyone else seemed to be doing. Ali stroked Noreen’s thigh and asked her if they should find a suitable spot for themselves. Before Noreen could say yes, Charles was beside them with the petite Thai. He towered over her; tall and broad as she was small and slim.

The Thai girl sat down on Ali’s lap and kissed him on the cheek.

Ali blushed and looked at Noreen as if unsure what to say or do next.

“Go on Ali” Noreen said firmly “Enjoy yourself.”

“But Noreen is it ok with you?” Ali asked

“Of course it is “Noreen said firmly. She was already married and really had no time for anyone looking for an exclusive relationship. Ali was a good fuck and she enjoyed fucking him but she had plans and jealousy was not part of them. Besides, it would be a good way to dump the now useless Ali.

When Ali still didn’t move, Noreen got up and walked towards the date palms. Charles was walking beside her as he said “I will join you”

As Noreen turned back to look at Ali just before she stepped into the date palm grove, she saw him seated with his shorts around his ankles and the Thai girl naked from the waist up kneeling between his legs, her head bobbing up and down as she gave him a blow job.

“Your boyfriend is busy it seems” Charles said

“He is not my boyfriend” Noreen corrected “He is a work colleague”

“Ah” Charles said “I misunderstood his attitude to Li, the Thai girl’s advances. I thought he was asking your permission.”

“When has a man let asking permission stop him fucking a willing girl?” She asked rhetorically.

Noreen looked at Ali and li. Li was now getting astride Ali on his chair and slowly impaling herself on his Lund. The sound of her gasping told them that Ali was proving to be a bigger proposition then she expected.

“I hope you don’t think I am like these other ladies. Amrit is not my agent” Noreen said looking at Charles as he watched Li begin to ride Ali’s cock.

Charles laughed “No No. My friend Abu Hamid was surprised when I asked him to add you and your colleague to the guest list.”

“Abu Hamid is a good friend of yours?” Noreen asked as they left Ali and Li to fuck and walked into the grove.

“Ja. From university days. We were at Salzburg together studying petrochemicals and the local night clubs” Charles said.

They walked slowly in silence for a few minutes. Looking to her left, Noreen saw an Indian girl bent over and holding onto the trunk of a Date palm. A tall, red haired man was busy fucking her from behind.

“I see they are having fun” Charles said dryly studying the couple with voyeuristic interest.

Noreen looked away but could hear the faint thud and panting of intercourse and her mind had captured the image of the busty, large assed dark skinned Indian being screwed like a bitch by the red haired white man.

Further on, they almost tripped over a blonde as she sat astride an Arab or Desi man, his thick dark brown cock filling her cum glistening cunt with every downward thrust of her ass and hips.

The man squinted up at Charles and muttered something before thrusting his prick hard into the squealing white girl.

Charles laughed “Abu Hamid “was his simple comment to Noreen as he led her in a different direction. From the look on the blonde’s face and what she had seen of Abu Hamid’s cock, it was obvious that he was above average in size and also very energetic.

They walked out of the Date palm grove and stood beside the lake. They saw an inter-racial mix of men and women playing around in the water. Splashing and swimming around like children on spring break. A few of the girls had their panties on but the men were totally nude. It was interesting to note the different sizes, colors and shaved non-shaved status of the men. They were all aroused and shameless about displaying their cocks. Perhaps the iced drinks they had been served had been spiked with something. Then again, since the girls were there the men must have been aware that sex was on the menu.

As Charles and Noreen watched, two men ran along the lake edge after a squealing Indian girl, caught her and as one wrapped his arms around from behind, the girl laughing and squealing allowed the other man to tug and pull white panties off.

The girl laughed loudly as the two men lay her on the grass and kissed and teased her all over her body. Then one knelt at her head and leaning over her fed his cock into her mouth. The girl, obviously used to this, took hold of his cock and seemed to suck greedily on it. The other man was busy getting between her spread legs and feeding his cock into her cunt.

The other members of the party were watching and as the girls, (white and brown girls) fondled the cocks of the men; they all urged the trio to fuck. Eventually though, the men watching (thanks to the various hand jobs and blow jobs they were getting) took their partners and fucked them. Some in the traditional manner, others were inventive but the sound of moans and groans intermingled with panting and came over the still water towards Noreen and Charles.

Noreen could feel her panties grow damper as she got more aroused. Her nipples were almost aching with the need to be sucked and she herself was hoping that Charles would simply grab her and take her.

Noreen recognized two figures running from the campsite nude. It was Ali and he was now in pursuit of Amrit Singh. The Thai girl was probably one of the girls in the lake or on the lawn being screwed. Not that it mattered. Amrit was caught rather too easily, Noreen thought and eased quickly to the ground where Ali quickly mounted her. She watched as Ali’s ass rose and fell rapidly between Amrit’s open legs and wondered if that was what they looked like when they screwed.

It was all so amazingly unreal that Noreen was no longer sure if it was reality or an erotic dream she could not wake up from.

Reality poked her with the hard point of Charles’ cock.

Charles came up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. She did not pull away or object. He then kissed her neck and wrapped his arms around her waist, muttering “I want you”

She sighed and lifted her chin up and moving her mouth in search of his.” Kiss me” She sighed.

A hand cupped a breast as the other hand pushed down to her groin and crotch and pressed her hard between the legs.’ Seduction in high gear’ was what he liked to call it. Get them when they are wavering towards temptation, move fast and confidently and they would soon be moaning under you, as you rode them. It was a technique that had worked since his high school days in Salzburg.

Noreen was already wet with anticipation well before Charles’s hand worked its way under her trousers and into her panties to finger and rub her choot. Her own hand had reach behind her and took hold of his balls. He was without briefs and his Bermuda shorts were thin enough to allow her to freely handle his big balls.

She was already pulling her shirt buttons open as he reached his hand inside to her breast.

His fingers had found her clit and there was no longer and pretence as she came over his fingers. She was so hot! The sights and sound around her. Men and women fucking and sucking each other without inhibition, exchanging partners, engaging in gang bangs and threesomes and other things Noreen had heard about but never experienced.

Charles moved her down onto the grass and soon had her trousers off, her panties pulled to one side of her wet choot and her shirt and bra undone. Noreen remembered seeing Abu Hamid out of the corner of her eye, lift a Thai woman with ease and guide his massive cock into her cunt as she clung to him, her arms and legs wrapped around him as he fucked her standing up.

The feel of Charles entering her was painful. He stretched her wider then any man had and pumped deeper then she could at first stand.

“No take it out!” She pleaded “You are killing me! It’s too big! Too Big!” She wept as he ignored her pleas and continued to pump her slowly but deeply.

She felt something seem to give in her and came violently as he picked up pace. She had never cum twice in one fuck and Charles was still working his cock in and out of her building to his own orgasm. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waits and her nails left deep scratches in his back but the pain she must be inflicting on him seemed to add to his own sexual enjoyment.

Noreen realized she was enjoying it. She dug her nails deep into him and hissed “Fuck me!” over and over into his ear as he began to gain speed. His thrusts lifting her butt and lower back up as he pumped her.

He was panting with his eyes firmly shut, the sweat running off his white skin onto her brown skin and onto the ground.

With a cry of pure animal pleasure that seemed to drown her thoughts out, he came. Noreen felt the boiling hot spurts of his cum lash her womb, filling her until she was conscious of the semen squishing from her cock stuffed hole.

“OH WOW!” Charles said as he rolled off her and lay on the lawn beside her, panting hard

“That was better then I hoped. That was the best fuck I have ever had”. He panted.

His words filled Noreen with pride. The best fuck a stud like Charles had ever had? Better then an Austrian teenager? Better then a French woman? Better then an Indian escort schooled in the arts of pleasure?

“The best” She asked catching her own breath.

“Fraulein. Zu ist vanderba!” He said hugging her.

Noreen for the first time saw his cock. His prick was no longer rock hard but still fat, engorged with blood. It lay like a large snake across his stomach. The head already partially sheathed in its hood. Noreen was fascinated. She had never seen an uncut Lund before. It looked strangely deformed to her. The mushroom helmets she had seen on the cocks of all her other lovers was hidden on his, by the fold of wet sticky, cum smeared skin. He was however massive. It reminded her of a donkey she had once seen sanding in front of a vegetable sellers cart, with a huge erection dangling there for all to see.

She reached for it and took hold of it, her hand barely able to cover a third of the shaft, with her small hands she estimated it to be above 12 inches maybe more and as thick as a fat baby’s arm. How had she taken that monster in her and survived?

Her handling of his tool produced a natural result. Noreen found herself again being mounted and impaled by a rejuvenated Charles and fucked till she lost count of her orgasms.

Under a starry sky, the now sexually exhausted group ate a buffet dinner, which the now returned staff had set up. Everyone had washed and bathed in the lake. Dressed and combed their hair. They sat in silence but not an awkward silence. It was the silence that followed a great day and everyone was smiling.

They were all back in Dubai by midnight. Noreen had no recollection of the drive back as she and almost everyone one else had fallen asleep.

No one was at Amrit’s stall the next day no doubt resting after being thoroughly used by the men at the oasis.

Noreen herself was feeling sore and a little uncomfortable. She sat on the stall chair watching the line of visitors come and go and hoping to see Charles. Ali too was exhausted but said nothing about the party at the Oasis. He must have seen Charles and her but she knew that she was safe.

Ali would say nothing.

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