Saturday Surprise

by Diver Green

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, True Story, .

Desc: Sex Story: The true sequel to "Friday Delight". The story of an unexpected visit to a horny bachelor by an equally horny lady. A good time was had by both.

BUZZZZZZZZZZ went the alarm clock. I slapped it on its head and it shut up. It was Saturday morning and a new workweek was beginning here in sunny Saudi Arabia.

Normally I would have been pretty grumpy about having to go to work but I was in a great mood. Just yesterday I had experienced the best day of sex ever. I had had a threesome with two women for the first time in my life. (Details are in "Friday Delight")

I went to the bathroom to shave and shower. I dressed and then I stripped the bed, tossing the sheets in the dirty clothes basket. I was cooking up a little breakfast and decided to call Dolly, my regular dive buddy and occasional lover. She had been part of yesterday's activities. It had been her first threesome also and her introduction to some serious Lesbian activity. I wanted to be sure she was still cool with it.


"Good morning, Dolly. It's Ron. How are you feeling this morning?"

"Ron, I'm great. I had a super time yesterday! Did you take Jane back to your place after you two put me to bed?"

"No. She had to get home. She insisted on sucking me off one more time, though. I told her I'd get hard but wouldn't cum. She got me off by sticking a finger up my butt and massaging my prostate. And this was while I was driving around the compound!"

"She did? Damn, she is one sexy woman! I'm so glad I had a chance to meet her. She was a perfect person to lose my girl-girl cherry to. I know I once thought the idea would make me sick but now I want to do it again, and soon."

"Cool! I was afraid you might be having some guilt or something but it sounds as if you liked it as much as I did. How about dinner tonight? We can talk some more and do whatever."

"I'd love to, Ron, but I have a date already. How about tomorrow night?"

"You're on. The Chinese place or shall I cook something?'

"I'll cook, Ron, and hopefully you'll spend the night."

"Sounds great to me. I'll come by at 6:30."

"Fine. See you tomorrow."

I finished gathering my things and went to catch the bus to West Pier where I worked. It was the support center for the ARAMCO support boat fleet. While most people know that Saudi Arabia supplies a lot of the world's oil, most people would be surprised to know how much of it comes from offshore wells in the Persian Gulf. Thus ARAMCO has a 100 plus fleet of drilling supply boats, crew boats, etc. as well as tugs for the tankers and supertankers. Our job was to keep the boats running.

Work was its usual delightful routine. I went about my duties with in a great mood. A number of my co-workers noticed my demeanor and commented on it. I just said that I had had an especially good weekend.

By the time the day was over and I got home, I was sweat stinky. While I didn't do manual labor directly, I did have to inspect the work going on in a wet docking and in the drydock. It was July and the temperature was around 105øF that day.

I showered, changed and fixed myself a light dinner. I drank a lot of water and orange juice with dinner to rehydrate myself. After dinner cleanup only took a few minutes. I read a bit and then decided to go and wash my laundry. I was divorced at the time and had sold my washer and dryer to a friend who had an apartment big enough to house the appliances. The deal was that I could come over any time and do my laundry. The friend, Bob, was a tanker pilot and was usually on a tanker in the Gulf. I knew he would be gone a few days so I wouldn't be disturbing him that evening.

I had gathered everything and was about to leave when someone knocked on the door. It was Jane's sister, Rachel. I had met her and Jane on the dive trip Thursday, two days ago.

"Hi, Rachel. What a nice surprise. Come in."

"Thanks. I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she said as she entered.

"Nothing major," I replied. "I was just going off to do laundry but it can wait."

She walked over to the table where I had left the basket and sniffed. "These must be the sheets you and Jane got all sweaty. They sure smell like sex." (Yikes, I hadn't realized they were so ripe.)

I was at a loss as how to respond. Yes, Jane, Dolly and I had fucked up a storm yesterday but I didn't know how much Jane had told Rachel. I certainly didn't want to be a blabbermouth especially since Jane was due to get married in a few weeks. "Jane and I had a pleasant time, yesterday."

"It's alright, Ron. Jane said she had a last fling with you and that you were great in bed. She said you had exceptional stamina. She also said I should give you a try. Are you interested?"

I stood there gaping for a few seconds. Rachel was about 5'-5", had a pretty face and probably weighed about 130. She was olive complected like me and had wavy brunette hair and was very pretty with a great smile. I prefer my women on the slender side. While she was not fat, she could have afforded to lose a few pound. However, a single guy in Saudi Arabia could not afford to toss away chances for sex as they were few and far between. I was also astounded that Jane had made me sound like a super-stud. "Rachel, pardon my slow response. It's not often a woman just comes and offers herself to me. I would be honored to make love with you."

"Good," she breathed as she walked into my arms and kissed me. The kiss was tentative at first but became hungry as she felt my dick rising to the occasion. She ground herself into me. "Please, fuck me now. I'm so horny!"

I stepped back and began unbuttoning her blouse. She had nice large boobs held in a heavy-duty bra. The blouse came off and then I undid her bra. It had four hooks instead of the usual two or three. Rachel's breasts only sagged a little. Her tits were C cup at least and were crowned with amazingly small nipples. However the nipples were hard and erect. I took one and sucked on it a bit - she moaned. I pulled up and out, stretching her tit with only the suction of my mouth. When her breast fell free, it quivered testifying to her fullness.

Rachel pulled off my T-shirt. She ran her hands thru my thick chest hair for a few moments. She then knelt and pulled down my shorts and underwear. I stepped out of them and my flip-flops and stood before her with my hard-on inches from her face. She took my dick in her hand and stroked me a few times. Then she went down on me, flailing her tongue rapidly as she took my 7 inches in. Unfortunately she was either unable to or not interested in deep-throating me. Her sister, Jane, had proved herself to be a master (mistress?) of oral skills and had even taught Dolly how to deep throat the day before.

After about a minute of head, I lifted Rachel to her feet. I then knelt and began to remove her shorts and panties. Her stomach was slightly rounded but very firm. Her bush was neatly trimmed and also unusually sparse like her sister's. It must be genetic as Jane also had sparse pubic hair. I gently spread her legs a bit and then dragged my tongue thru as much of her pussy as I could reach from back to front. When I reached her clit, I could feel her legs quiver. I held her close and began to suck on her clit. To my amazement, it began to grow to a diameter of nearly a half an inch (about1 cm.) and protruded below her pussy lips nearly twice as far. It was the biggest clit I have ever seen to this day. I was able to suck it in and out of my lips a bit. In less than a minute Rachel had a small orgasm, emitting a loud gasp of pleasure.

I rose up and took her in my arms to kiss her as she came down a bit. I maneuvered her towards the dining table... I lifted her up and sat her so that here ass was on the edge with me between her legs. I lifted her legs up to waist level and began to probe her pussy with my dick. Rachel's eyes smoldered at me as I slowly slid into her steaming love nest. "Oh, God, that feels so good," she groaned as I finally hit my limit and ground our pubes together.

"Yeah, Rachel. You are burning hot! You feel great," I moaned back.

She wrapped her legs about my waist and held onto my shoulders leaning back a bit. This freed my hands so that I could play with her marvelous tits. Our rhythm was not particularly fast or slow, just steady enough to prolong our pleasure. She really enjoyed when I would withhold my stroke a few times and then would slam into her. She would grind her cunt hard against me for additional clitoral stimulation.

I had her lay flat on the table and raised her feet to my shoulders. I slipped out and went after her pussy with my tongue again. I sucked and gently bit her button only a few times before she began to buck wildly with a second orgasm. I came back up and slammed into her steaming clam hard a dozen times or so. This brought on another orgasm for her complete with pussy spasms and cries of delight.

Suddenly my urge to come hit me. Rather than try to hold off, I went into overdrive. I probably only took another minute or so to come but it was enough to get Rachel slack-jawed from sensory overload. I erupted in her, gasping out, "Yes, yes." I ended semi-collapsed over her, grinding into her while my legs quivered.

When we finally caught our collective breaths, I noticed that cum and pussy juices were running down my legs. "Hang loose a second," I told her as I went to the bathroom to get a washcloth. I dampened the cloth and went back to Rachel. I gently wiped away the residue and had her stand up.

"Do you need the bathroom?" I asked.

"Yeah, just for a moment. Then we can do it in your waterbed. Jane said the waterbed was great for sex."

"Rachel, the only set of sheets I have are here to be washed. Why don't you come with me? I have a 'private' laundry room."


"Trust me, you'll see."

Puzzled but willing, Rachel cleaned up in the bathroom, came out and redressed. We walked over to Bob's apartment and went in.

As expected, Bob was away. I went to the alcove where the washer and dryer were and started the load. Normally I would have made it two loads but I was much more interested in getting Rachel on the waterbed so I dumped everything into one load. Hey, I was a typical horny bachelor!

Once the washer was merrily sloshing away, I brought Rachel into the living room. She immediately noticed the TV and VCR. VCR's were relatively new in 1983 and extremely hard to come by in Saudi Arabia. Remember, we are talking about a country where there were no movie theaters.

"So does your friend have any interesting movies," she asked.

"Some," I replied. "The ship captains generally give him a present or two and the Saudi customs people don't hassle him. Mostly the films are Asian but you really don't need the dialog."

I turned on the TV and picked up a random tape from his collection. As you have guessed by now, it was an Asian porno. It wasted no time getting to the action. A couple was fucking up a storm during the opening credits.

"Oh, wow! I've never seen an Asian porn flick before. Is it good?"

"I don't know, Rachel. It was the first one I grabbed. Do you want to watch it?"


We sat on the couch next to each other. I had an arm around her and began massaging her breast. I used my free hand to stroke her inner thighs. On the screen, the apparently older man was doggy fucking a 20-something year old.

Rachel was already in heat again. She opened her blouse so I could reach her breast more easily. She also spread her legs so that I cold work my hand up her loose shorts to her pussy. I nuzzled her neck and nibbled her ear. "Wanna fuck?" I whispered.

"I thought you would never ask," she whimpered back.

We undressed in seconds. I put her back on the couch and knelt between her legs. I started to eat her, slowly and teasingly. All she had to do was lay back, watch the film and enjoy. I took my time with her, chewing on her labia, tongue fucking and generally licking everywhere but her clit. Every so often I would rim her asshole which she really seemed to enjoy.

She had one foot on the floor and the other on the coffee table. With this bit of leverage she was able to thrust her pelvis up and down a bit but no matter what, she couldn't get me to give her clit more than a quick lick. When I lifted both legs up and speared my tongue into her browneye, she had a noisy climax. Before she could recover, I assaulted her clit; sucking, licking and gently biting it. Her body went rigid with the orgasm that followed. Whether it was a continuation or a separate orgasm, I couldn't tell. All I knew was that my head was suddenly trapped in her tightly squeezing thighs.

It took me a number of seconds to get my head free. My beard was soaked with her juices. "I guess you liked that," I teased.

She nodded weakly. I pulled back and reached for her. I had her kneel with her knees on the floor and so that her torso was supported by the coffee table. Fortunately it was a sturdy wood table. I brought over a cushion for her to lean on. I slid into her from behind and began a leisurely fuck.

The movie was still running. As the couple climaxed, the door to their room burst open. A woman entered, yelling and screaming at her husband or boyfriend. The woman began hitting the man and then the "other" woman. That was when the man pulled her away and threw her to the floor. The woman began crying. The "other" woman went to the floor to comfort the weeping woman. Shortly the women were kissing and before you could say "Sukiyaki" the two women were naked. The "wife" was soon being eaten by the "other" woman and the guy was pumping his dick in the pussy of the "other" woman. Yeah, Asian porn was as logical as American porn, just a tad more violent.

Meanwhile we were enjoying the show and enjoying the fuck. Rachel had recovered from her massive orgasm but was building up for another one. I pulled her a bit more upright so that I could play with her mammaries. Boy, she had the heaviest tits I'd had felt in years. They were not huge but they were very dense. Rachel especially enjoyed when I pulled and twisted her nipples. Her moans wold get louder and she would fuck back harder.

The scene on the tube changed. Apparently the guy had come in the "other" woman. He pulled out, flipped his "wife" on her back and mounted her. He then guided the "Other" woman over the "wife's" face so that the "wife" was eating out the load of cum.

"Oh, wow," groaned Rachel. "That looks so hot!"

"Which part? Eating her or being eaten?"

"Both, either!"

Just about then, the washer buzzed. It startled us both and we both froze. Then we both began laughing when we realized what it was.

I pulled out and went to throw the clothes into the dryer. Rachel followed and then we both got a drink of water. We had worked up a thirst.

When we were finished with our water, we began to kiss again. In moments I was again fully erect and Rachel was ready for more. "Jane didn't lie about you, Ron. Does this ever go down?' she asked as she gently stroked my shaft.

"Eventually, eventually," I replied, "but it obviously has a mind of its own. It wants more of that hot pussy of yours."

"I'm for that. Let's go."

"OK, but I have another surprise for you." As I said this, I led her to the second floor stairs. We went thru Bob's bedroom to the balcony. The balcony was spacious and had 7-foot high walls.

Bob had a large redwood chaise lounge that was quite solid on the balcony. I had come here every so often to do a bit of nude sunbathing. I always left a bottle of Hawaiian Tropic next to the lounge. "Want a massage?" I offered.

"That sounds really nice," she purred.

I had her lie down on her back. I poured a little of the sun-warmed lotion on her stomach and began to rub it in. I wasted little time in reaching her breasts. I had to use two hands to circle an entire breast. I wrapped my fingers around her tit and the milked her upwards. Her areolas thrust upwards, aching for care. I couldn't really grasp her nipples since my hands were so slippery. I could and did pull her nips with my teeth, which made her hiss in pleasure. I straddled her and tit-fucked her a bit. What a marvelous feeling!

I took more lotion and began to work my way up to her shoulders and neck. I kept the lotion away from her face though I did massage her temples for a bit. I did each arm thoroughly, gently kneading all her muscles, even down to her fingertips. I the moved down to her feet and worked each leg separately up to the knee. All the while, Rachel was purring like a cat. She made gently oohs and ahhs the whole time.

When I finished the second knee, I lifted her legs and straddled the chaise lounge. I let her legs down and perforce her legs spread. I was poised with my dick inches from her pussy. I continued the massage but this time concentrating on her thighs. She enjoyed the stroking of the outer thighs but began to twitch as I approached her pussy from her inner thighs. As I rubbed near her labia, I could see her juices thicken and glisten. She began reaching for me to get me to either finger her clit or stick my cock in her honeypot. Nothing doing. I wanted her at a fever pitch.

I teased her for another few minutes before I pulled away and had her roll over. She was nearly stewing with frustration since I still hadn't brought her off in the ten or so minutes of massaging her front.

I started her back massage with a good shoulder and neck rub. She was amazingly tight in the shoulders for someone who was in the third week of her vacation. I worked down her back pressing up against her neck and down against her hips every so often. This stretches the spine and is very relaxing.

I continued down her legs from the outside. The mix of lotion and perspiration made my hands very slick. The rubdown became more stroking as my grip became less firm. I got down to her feet and massaged them thoroughly and firmly. Tickling would break the mood.

When I went back up, I spread her legs and concentrated on the insides of her legs. By the time I neared her pussy and ass, she was whimpering with desire. I ran my thumbs along her engorged slit lips, teasing but not yet penetrating.

Rachel could no longer keep still. She wanted to turn over and have me fill her but I kept her face down. I did let her raise her butt though. I drizzled a few drops of lotion down the crack of her ass. With one hand, I started to diddle her clit from below while I traced the fingers of my other hand back and forth over her asshole.

She was beginning to quiver big time by then, spreading her legs as wide as the chaise lounge would allow. I sped up my assault by diddling faster and by plunging two fingers in her pussy. That took her over the top as she came with a noisy cry. I didn't let up. I added a third finger and corkscrewed her cunt even faster. Her second climax forced a deep protracted groan from her. Before she finished groaning, I pulled one finger from her pussy and reamed her asshole with it while still driving two fingers in her dripping gash.

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