Family Holiday to Turkey - Amy’s holiday - Sex Stories

Family Holiday to Turkey - Amy’s holiday

... who have been pre ***********ed. They will each chose one of you and take you to one of the rooms. They have an hour and as you have agreed they can do whatever they chose, except harm you physically, some won’t use the full hour some will. But when time is up we’ll knock on the door. Any questions?” We all shook our heads. “Great. Now get ready and the fun will begin”

We all stripped down into our bikinis, made sure we looked nice and made our way out to the stage.

In the room the guys were waiting. I recognised a couple from working at the hotel. (I later learnt that about 80% of the people in the town work in the hotels). Laura was chosen first, then Sofia and I was amazed to be picked third. It was one of the guys who works in the restaurant at hotel I was staying at.

I made my way off stage and followed him into one of the side rooms. Inside it was very plain with just a table, a chair and an old grubby sofa.

The guy was probably early 20’s, tall and had an amazing body. I was so happy with my new lover lol.

“Hi I’m....” I started to say as he closed the door.

“Shut up, I don’t care what your name is, youre just a slut that’s all I care. Like all english girls I knew you loved rough fuck when I saw you with mummy and daddy”

I was shocked and just stood there silent. “Get on your knees” he demanded. I did as I was told and knelt before him. He walked behind me, removed my bikini top and threw it by the door. He stood in front of my and dropped his ...

... short. His dick was about 6” long but thick. ‘Are all Turkish guys this thick’ I thought to myself. He was only semi hard as I reached out taking him in my hand as I guided him into my mouth “of fuck yes” he moaned as I started bobbing up and down on his dick feeling him get harder as I did. He reached down and grabbed at my exposed tits. I want to say he was gentle but he wasn’t. He was grabbing and pinching my nipples so I hard I felt they were on fire.

He grabbed hold of my hair and pulled my head back, and spat in my mouth! Everything that had happened so far, that felt the worst, I didn’t have time to think though as he forced my head deep down on his dick. His pubes ticked my nose as I gagged and struggled to breath. After about 10 seconds he pushed me back and I feel on to the floor. I lay there for a few seconds trying to get my breath back a few tears started to roll down my cheek.

“Stand up english slut” he demanded. I slowly got back to my feet and stood in front of him. My bikini top long gone and my chin and tits covered in drool and spit from the throat abuse.

“Stand here, spread your legs and bend over” he said pointing to the table. I did as I was told and put both hands on the table and bent over.

“No” he shouted as he pushed my hands away and my face smashed on to the table. He held me down with one had on the back of the neck, I couldn’t move and my face hurting from the table. He moved my bikini bottoms to the side and lined his dick up with my ...