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A couple sets off to their honeymoon but no sooner do they start enjoying themselves, than a husband is asked to share his wife with a rich sheikh who is ready to pay thousands to spend a night with her…

Jack and Sarah got married half a year ago, they had a reception in one of the city restaurants but they couldn’t afford to have a honeymoon right after the marriage, first of all it was the beginning of Autumn and Jack had a lot of work at the construction company, he and his teach were to complete the project before winter and every worker was needed. They decided to put off their honeymoon until winter, that’s when the construction work would be stopped due to cold weather and frosts. Sarah was an ordinary school teacher and she could actually take a break any time she wanted as she could find a fill in pretty easily.

At last winter came, and that was a really cold winter, the construction work stopped until warmer times and Jack had about two months of vacation. It was mid of January and Jack was shuffling though the paper looking for a place to go to their honeymoon.

“How about going to some warm country?”, Jack said.

“I am really tired of winter, you know, I wanna go somewhere where it is nice and warm”, He imagine how nice it would be to spend lazily hours on the beach thinking about his homeland where snow was everywhere. Canada was a cold country and Jack really wanted warm weather again.

“Darling, choose anything you like, I’ll be happy to go anywhere with you”, Sarah said and smiled. She was looking forward to that vacation and she would agree to go anywhere, provided she was with her husband.

“So, how about the United Arabic Emirates? They provide a pretty nice package”, Jack already wanted to be there when he saw the picture of a luxurious hotel.

“Why not”, Sarah said and smiled and it was settled. Jack booked the tickets and the tour and in about two days they arrived in Dubai, the paradise for tourists all over the word, a city that welcomed them with hot weather and smiling faces of locals.

They checked in a hotel, got settled in and went down to the café that was located in the hotel. They ordered food and were discussing plans for the vacation.

“So, after lunch we’re going to the beach, it’s my dream to lie under the sun, I am so tired of working”, Jack said and sighed.

“Yes, honey, I’ll massage the suntan cream into your back and then we’ll go for a swim”, Sarah couldn’t be happier than she was now.

Suddenly, they heard a voice speaking with an accent and it was addressed to them. “Excuse me, do you mind if I take a seat and talk to you for a minute?”

A man of about thirty was standing in front of their table. “Sure, you may have a seat”, Jack answered politely. He thought it was a hotel employee who wanted to talk to recommend them something or..

“You arrived yesterday, and my master has noticed the lady right away”, He started with an accent.

Jack and Sarah didn’t understand what he was driving at, so they just kept listening.

“My master is very much interested in your lady”, The stranger continued looking straight into Jack’s eyes.

“He is wondering whether he could spend a night with her, of course, the lady is going to be paid for it”, He finished the sentence and said it in a flat voice as if he was talking about some regular things.

Jack was perplexed. For a second or two he didn’t even know what to say, but when he finally found the words he shot: “Listen, you bastard, get the fuck out of here and tell your master to fuck himself!”, Jack was in rage, he couldn’t even imagine that someone would be asking his permission to fuck his wife.

“One hundred thousand US dollars, for one night with the lady”, The stranger cut in and Jack stopped with his mouth half-open. One hundred thousand dollars was a huge amount of money, Jack’s annual income wasn’t that high and the thought of earning this money for over a night was a great idea but it was his wife and Jack couldn’t let someone fuck her.

“No, that’s just out of the question”, Jack said in a milder voice, he wasn’t in rage anymore, all his mind was focused on the money that he could earn.

“Well, how about doubling this amount?, let’s make it two hundred thousand”, The stranger said in a flat, calm voice and one could think he was talking about two dollars, not two hundred thousand.

Jack’s head was buzzing, he loved Sarah but they did have problems in the family life, those were financial problems, they had to pay mortgage on the house and apart from that they needed to buy many new things into their house. Jack was thinking without saying a word and suddenly the stranger cut in again.

“I see you’re interested, so I’ll mad you an offer you can’t decline, you’ll get three hundred thousand dollars in unmarked bills and you’ll get to watch, make a decision, that’s great money”, the stranger said firmly.

Jack looked at Sarah, she didn’t say a word during the conversation, she was blushing and she still couldn’t understand what was going on. Sarah wasn’t a silly woman and she understood that they needed money badly. They were a regular family and getting three hundred thousand dollars was more than a dream.

“Let me talk to my wife alone”, Jack said.

“As you wish, I’ll be here in ten minutes, take your time”, with these words the stranger got up from the chair and left.

Jack and Sarah were left alone. They spent about a minute looking into each other’s eyes, they didn’t say a word. They both understood that they needed the money badly but the moral issues were not letting them take that decision.

Finally Jack made a decision. “You’ll spend a night with him but I’ll be close, I’ll be watching, that will only be one night and soon we’ll forget about the whole thing.

“Yes, honey, I would never sleep with another man but in this case, if you’ll be watching and we’ll get that pile of money, I think I can do this”, Sarah said in a trembling voice.

They sat again without talking but this time Jack avoided looking into Sara’s eyes. In a few minutes a stranger appeared before them.

“So, what should I tell my master?”, He said in a sweet voice and smiled.

“We agree, but no perverted tricks and I hope your master will make it quick”, Jack said and hoped for the whole thing to be over.

In about an hour, the stranger led them to the top floor of the hotel and there, in a luxurious suit they saw the “master”, it was a rich sheikh who turned to own quite a few hotels in the country, plus he was engaged in some oil business.

“oh, hello my guests, my name is Abdul Aziz”, the sheikh said and smiled. “Oh, and Jack, have a seat here, you’ll have a perfect view”, and he pointed to the comfortable armchair sitting about two meters from a luxurious king-size bed.

Jack sat in the armchair and looked around the room. It was a luxurious suit with a size of their whole apartment. There were flowers, pictures on the walls, high-ceilings and luxurious furniture.

“So, let’s no waste our time, the sheikh said and proceeded to the bed, “follow me, young lady”, he said without even looking at her.

Sarah made followed Abdul Aziz and soon was standing near the bed. “So, why don’t we start with oral sex, I know Americans are great at it”, He said and smiled.

Sarah understood that once she started there was no way back. She also wanted to get it over with, she first asked for some whiskey but the sheikh said that he preferred women to be sober. Sarah approached the sheikh and got on the bed, she took off his pants and out jumped his long, circumcised shaft, Sarah looked back and saw Jack in the armchair, then she looked at the sheikh and hesitated taking his dick into her mouth. Abdul Aziz saw her confusion and started rubbing his dick over Sarah’s face, when she slightly opened her mouth he quickly used that moment and pushed his dick half way in, Sarah felt that it was too late to go back and started shyly sucking on his dick, she was licking his dickhead all over and soon the sheikh took her head in his hands and started guiding her, he was trying to impale her deeper onto his cock, making Sarah choke and cough, in a few moments Sarah lost her shyness and started sucking really vividly as if she’d forgotten about Jack who was sitting in the armchair and watching the whole show.

“Now, why don’t you show my balls how much you love them?”, The sheikh said and directed Sarah’s head to his balls, she started licking them and he was moaning sweetly as if he had never experienced the pleasures of the blowjob. Sarah once again turned to his dick and was now trying to take it as deep as possible into her mouth, when she took it really deep Jack could hear gagging sounds and he could even see the saliva running down all over sheikh’s dick.

Sarah was sucking greatly and Jack even felt the excitement mixed with anger, Sarah stuck her ass out and Jack could see it moving in rhythm with sucking.

The sheikh put his hand onto her ass and started taking off Sarah’s short dress and her panties, when he got her absolutely nude he stuck a finger into her pussy and Sarah moaned and started, he was finger-fucking her while she was working on his dick. Sarah started moaning with a dick in her mouth and Jack really felt like getting up from the armchair and stopping it all, but the thought of money they were going to get didn’t let him do it.

“Ok good girl, now mount my dick, your pussy’s already wet”, Abdul Aziz said and made a gesture for Sarah to get on top. Sarah brought her pussy close to the sheikh’s dick and started slowly impaling herself on it, his dick was quite long and Sarah moaned lustfully when his dick was fully inside. When she got used to the dick inside her, she started riding it, first slowly and then faster and faster, she was moaning and it seemed there was no stopping her.

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2 Responses to “Honeymoon. Part 1”

1. Melvin Says:
   April 15th, 2008 at 1:44 pm

   Hey, what the fuck!!! I wanna know what happened next!

2. Bond Says:
   April 15th, 2008 at 1:45 pm

   Hell of a story, and the husband is a fucking jerk, although that’s good money, I wonder what you would do in his place!?

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