Programed For Sex

Two weeks in the Spanish sun, just what the doctor ordered, was going to be a lazy time just eating and worshiping the warm rays and looking at all the beautiful women’s tanned bodies in the swimwear, that didn’t leave a lot to the imagination. Some of the women’s bikini panties showed more than they were conscious of revealing in that their swollen, wet lips and moist patches in the garment or hard nipples. While extremely exciting, and cock erectile stimulating, for him, it might have been embarrassing for the girls, or mature women, wearing the swimwear.

A computer programmer, working for a big games company based in London, though they had offices all over the world, with a big financial turnover of millions. He had always been interested in compute games. At school his mum was always reminding him to ‘Do your homework and stop playing that stupid game!’ His mum was right. Too much time playing the latest action adventure game resulted in him just passing his school exams, though he got an ‘A’ in computer studies. His mum wasn’t too pleased with her son’s lack of academic ability, but at least he managed to concentrate long enough to pass something. Maybe, she hoped, his fascination with computer games might result in a job one day. Little did she know how much her son’s obsession would have such a dramatic effect on, not only him but her? Now, instead of her supporting him, he was supporting her. A single parent, bring up three children, wasn’t easy, but she managed. The two girls a boy all had good jobs and were making their own way in the world. She was a granny to the beautiful grandchildren.

After doing an access course to university, he gained a first-class honours degree in computer science. From university worked at various jobs from being a labourer on a building site to McDonald’s. Anything to pay-off the horrendous debt he managed to accumulate while at university. If it wasn’t for the fact he knew what he was going with his computer knowledge, he would have flunked university as well as school. Wine, women and song was the order of the day! In the ‘real’ world he had to get the £50,000+ debt down. Boy, he drank and shagged and lived the high life! The girls at uni were gorgeous and very sexual. A young boys dream. He licked a lot of pussy and nipples. Euphemistically saying his mouth was always covered in pussy juice and cock ready to fuck at a moment’s notice! Enjoying fucking pussy and anal, rimming a lot of arse. It was a wonder that his cock was stills attached to his balls! Seeing all the girls in their sexy panties and bras for the wet patches outlining their wet pussy as they saw the erect cock in his briefs. Kissing passionately for the first time and sliding his hand down to cup the wet pussy in her panties, which felt so amazingly exhilarating touching the girl’s wet womanhood. Most of their pussies were shaved and got very wet indeed when his hand would slide into their skimpy panties with a wet gusset where the prize was housed. Some were hairy with lots of bush around their puffy lips. Some were half shaven with a line at both sides of the lips and a tuft of hair above the clit. Some had small compact lips, while others were fleshy and got extremely swollen and wet. The breasts were amazing and the nipples got so large and exuded milk. He caught have sucked their tits for hours. He must have drank a few pints of milk while at university. If it were possible he could do a Ph.D. in shagging and tasting pussy, but thought how I could explain his Ph.D. research! ‘Ah, well!’ the Ph.D. Is in human biology. ‘You’re a medical doctor?’ ‘Sort of!’

Yes! He enjoyed his university days and gained a lot of life experiences. Ok! Have a big eight-inch cock might have helped. He wasn’t a Cloney look-alike, but nature was kind in giving him a big cock, which was quick to erect and the swollen helmet was huge. Getting a fast acting hard-on was an advantage and disadvantage. When a woman wanked for a couple of minutes his cock would harden ready for action, but when he saw a beautiful woman then the thing had a mind of its own and would resemble a growing rock. Embarrassing when wearing jeans and a T-shirt and his cock would erect spontaneously. For this reason, he always wore a long coat.

University was past and now it was time to knuckle down and try to pay off his huge debt. After various non-exiting jobs, he finally landed the dream. A computer programmer making computer action adventure games for all those addicted young boys, like he was at school, to while away the hour. Not only was he doing his dream job, but he got paid a fortune for doing it. How lucky was he!

The next couple of years were spent working all the hours and paying of the debt. They don’t tell you about debt at school. In his case, they didn’t teach him much at all. He didn’t really have time for a good shag, though there were one or two girls in the office he feasted on and fucked hard. One-night stands. The thrill of tasting sweet pussy was still there. Some men find their kicks from smoking or drinking, but the taste, and smell, of pussy juice did it for him every time. Watching her take off her bra and seeing her in her lace, or plain white, was so exciting. Fingers up the wet pussy, making it squelch, was heaven on earth. Feeling the eight-hard cock in her mouth, squeezing the shaft each time he thrusted and being sucked dry was mind-blowing.

The bank account grew and the debt was almost paid off. He bought his mother a new house and made sure that she was not financially poor. She was so proud of her son’s achievements even though he would remind her of the constant nagging she’d give him for playing computer games. Now the gamer was supporting his old mum instead of her supporting him.

The one luxury he enjoyed, during the hard-working days of paying off the debt, was his love of fast cars. ‘Chick pullers’ as he called them! Having a good salary meant he could indulge himself buying Porches and Lotuses, but by far his favourite was the Ferrari Testarossa. The Ferrari was a dream to drive and quite a head turner. On sunny summer days with the wind in his hair was such an exhilarating ex, it was almost as good as having a good blowjob and spunking in her mouth. Almost, but not quite!

Now, a couple years since joining the company and climbing the ladder to second in command, was time to relax on a good holiday. Sun, sand and sex! Spain was the chosen destination as it met the criteria and wasn’t too far flung. The flight to Spain was routine and relatively boring. Plastic food served on plastic trays with an accompanying drink in a plastic glassed dished out by beautiful stewardesses. One stew in particular was extremely beautiful and he could feel his cock erecting. Shiny black hair and a body so hot a man would spunk automatically. ‘OMG!’ he thought as his cock grew and bulged in his jeans and was glad he was wearing a long coat.

The hotel was lavish with expensive-looking decor and soft lighting. All designed to give the air if sophistication and all that psychological crap. His room was very nice with a double bed, TV and private bar, which you no doubt pay a fortune for a glass of water. The bathroom was functional with a separate shower instead of over the bath. The room was clean and tidy. After all he was only going to sleep and shite there!

On the beach the next day, wearing sunglasses and a long lightweight coat, to hide his suspected hard-on, over his swim boxer’s, trying to look ‘cool,’ but failing miserably. The sun was blue with wall-to-wall sun and the turquoise sea slowly lapped on the beach. A perfect scene in every way as the travel magazines show. Sun, sand and gorgeous women wearing bikinis, which showed off their beautiful tanned bodies and shapely legs. Trying not to overtly stair at them, in a tongue out ‘fuck me’ way his could sense his eight-inch piece of meal tingling and getting hard. Wow! Those bodies are a sight to behold. There were large, small and in-between breasts. Some of the lighter coloured bikinis showed the women’s plump succulent nipples. Looking down to their pussies he could see some had swollen bulges with tell-tale signs of pussy juice, which made him salivate even more and his cock erect even more.

One of the beauties suddenly looked his way and trying extremely hard not to stair show she had shoulder-length black her and a body to die for. She was looking at him! Probably size 36 round perfect breasts, not that he knew a lot about breast sizes, shapely tanned legs and a bulging pussy. Trying desperately not to look as nervous as sitting an exam or your driving test, she majestically walked up the white sands towards him. Body so beautiful and perfect the spunk in his balls stirred.

‘Hello! I’m Michelle,’ she said in a soft Scottish accent.

I’m Hugh. Nice to meet you Michelle. ‘

After the introductions and trivia things moved pretty fast. As soon as his hotel door closed she pushed him to the wall and the started wildly, feverishly kissing. Saliva and tongues were busy. His hand automatically slid between her legs. The pussy bulged out from the bikini and the material moist to the touch. Her hand felt his hard cock in his boxers. ‘OMG!’ she cried, joyfully.

Sliding her hand down the boxers pulled and wanked the helmeted cock and squeezed the spunk-filled balls. Two fingers up her puffy lipped, wet pussy he fucked her senseless and very wet. Falling to her knees took the eight-inch hard cock into her mouth to suck hard. Twisting, gorging hungrily she gagged and saliva drippled down her chin. Pressing her head onto his cock so it deep-throated more. Pumping increased and she gagged and salivated more. While speedily fucking, her mouth his hand exposed her tits and were rubbing them crazily, tweaking the pink plump nipples.

Leaning against the wall parted her bared leg, ready to be fucked up the arse. Lubing the rock-hard cock on the wet swollen crack he pushed the rock up her tight arsehole and slowly fucked. Faster and faster the rock fucked, balls slapping in time. Louder and louder she moaned and groaned as the ram-rod thrusted. Fucking and moaning noisily she screamed ‘Oh, God!’

Falling back on the bed he circled her swollen clit, rubbing it frantically in a circular motion with the palm while pulling and twisting the plump pink nipples, centred on a hued brown sphere. Harder and faster he circled the sensitive pink ball, her moans increased in volume, louder and louder she screamed as her clit became more sensitive. The more he rubbed her clit and finger fucked her very wet pussy, pushing two fingers as far up as possible, hearing the symphonic squelching of her juice, as her body arched under the fucking and rubbing. The bombardment increased in intensity until she gave a loud scream, body shaking violently, and squirted warm sticky pussy juice out in a cascade of fountainous magnitude, light hitting the juice as it was ejected in an array of prismed colours. Positioning himself in front of her breach legs he ran his helmeted cock up and down the puffy, wet crack until the veined cock was as hard as a rock. Pushing the helmeted purple swollen head veined cock into the tight, wet hole he started to slowly start to fuck. In and out the shaft went, pounding in and out the wet tunnel, getting wetter with each thrust. Brushing the G-spot with each thrust of the erectile rock. Fucking stupidly, she screamed noisily. Holding onto her tits with each fuck, to increase his thrusting momentum, he shot his creamy spunk up the tunnel before withdrawing and kneeling on the bed, over her face, so she could greedily deep-throat. Rubbing her clit, which was swollen and out of its hood, as she gorged. Wildly rubbing the swollen pink ball and her body shaking violently soon saw a jet of pussy juice cascading through the air.

Seconds later, after her quivering body had stopped, they went under the sheet and fell asleep cuddling. Later that day he packed to return to London.

‘Nice holiday?’ his colleagues asked.

‘Yes! It was ok, thanks.’

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