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My Vacation with Gabika #7
Chapter 7.
I meet Marika, Gabika’s elder sister.
After returning from Debrecen it was too late to do anything. Debrecen is a big town and we spend a lot of time eating in a fancy restaurant and chatting and getting drunk. Slowly I rode the silver Mercedes back to the shabby hotel, we took a shower, threw the unwanted horny guests back to their beds and went to sleep. I joined Gabika on the bunk close to the porch door, but she objected.
“No, you sleep with Marika. I want you to make her happy like you make me.”
“You really mean it? You want me to make love to her? I don’t know her.”
“Isn’t she beautiful? She is much more beautiful than me. She was always the pretty one and had lots and lots of boyfriends.”
I had to admit she was a beautiful lady and despite her age, 58, she had less wrinkles than Gabika. “Besides, you don’t know me either. You don’t know Bohunka, and Esmeralda and Anne-Marie. You don’t even know Eva. Why did you
fuck me? Do it with her and you will like her. Marika!” I got to admit Gabika sure made her point clear. She got up and left the bed babbling with her giggling sister and soon Marika appeared and got into my bed.
I was horny.
Marika looked much like her sister, except she never took as much care about her body as Gabika did. She was at least 15 Kg heavier. Her bust bigger and somewhat more sagging, but definitely heavier. Maybe not as big as Anne-Marie’s and certainly not as big as Bohunka’s, but big. She was hugging me and I was getting to know these fun bags very intimately. She spoke reasonable English and her German was perfect, result of living many years in Vienna. We decided to speak German, so that Gabika would not be left out.
“I lost Gyuri 14 months ago. He was not only a very good lover and a good looking guy, but also my best friend. I never cheated on him and he never on me. Now, I need somebody like him to take over.” Her kisses landed hotly on my lips while I was massaging her bottom and my prick nudged around her pubic area. Now, one word about Marika’s behind: It was superb. It was wide at the bottom and narrow at the top and the bum furrow rode high, separating the fleshy cheeks and looked very deep. It would impossible to fuck it without first forcing those immense cheeks apart. Although her ass was not as big as Anne-Marie’s it was very sexy and curvy indeed. How could a 58 year old woman look so young? Man, she was just two years younger than my mom! Although she was somewhat chubby compared to Gabika, her proportions remained just like in her teens. There was no trace of a bulging belly, neither of sagging skin anywhere, except some close to her armpits and below her chin. She didn’t shave her armpits. She smelled very nice indeed! Considering the fact that I never saw her shower and that the temperatures, even now at 11 PM, were around the 30 centigrade, she smelled good! I wondered how good she smelled below. It didn’t take much time to find out! I dived, and she opened her thighs instinctively. I was not about to spend a lot of time on foreplay, because I felt rather tired, yet my intentions did not coincide with hers. She took the lapping with relish and her thick thighs trembled with anticipation. She liked the licking, but then, most women like it when I lick their pussies. But I wanted more. And so did she! She didn’t want a weak tongue induced orgasm. She needed and demanded some heavy duty fucking and by mere chance, I was there to comply and indulge. I lifted myself and sank into her humid femaleness with a single powerful thrust. Her sighs and grunts reminded me very much of Gabika’s, and it turned out, fucking Marika was almost as pleasant as with Gabika. But then, Gabika is unique, there is no one in this world possessing a lovelier punciko than Gabika.
It took Marika no more than 2 minutes pendik escort of violent thrusting to reach an explosive orgasm. But that wasn’t all! Just like Gabika, I could feel the familiar contraction pattern which had accompanied her climax. It wasn’t as intense as Gabika yet very evident indeed. Furthermore, Marika has long finger nails. Yes, they are painted red, but that’s not the point. The point is that her nails scratched my skin on the back and caused some bleeding in her ecstasy. Her teeth also did not spare my aching shoulder and bit me quite deeply. The sudden simultaneous pain in my back and my shoulder distracted me from further fucking and I unmounted her, laying on my back next to her. Being chubby and not so young, Marika perspired profusely, my estimate is that her sweating was nearly as abundant as Bohunka’s. The smell of sex mingled with the pungent smell of sweat was overwhelming.
“Please, Joost, fuck me the other way, doggy fashion.” She asked and I agreed. Turning around and displaying her beautiful ass to me, somewhat protruding, she rested on her elbows and wiggled her behind vigorously, actually making the task of prodding her punciko a nice “shoot them up” challenge. Then I heard Gabika saying something in Hungarian with popshee in it and laughing wildly.
“She said you can also fuck very nicely in the popshee.” Helped Marika. Except, I had no intention of leaving her wonderful cunt for something less cosy and slippery. Finally, I could fuck and cum in a cunt not very much different than that of Gabika’s, the focus of my dreams.
“Do you like it in the ass?” I asked but she didn’t answer. I wet my thumb lightly with spittle and rubbed it on the asshole. A sudden gasp and a yelp came out of her throat, and she heaved back, signalling me to insert the willing thumb in the welcoming popshee, which of course I did. Marika was on her way to a second satisfying orgasm if not for what had just happened. All of the sudden, out of the porch there came the dancing fairy, Bohunka, with the haemorrhoidal smear tube in her hand mumbling something in Czech. All she said in English was ‘Please, Please.’ I understood she wanted me to smear her aching popshee hole, which I willingly did.
Gabika, who was sitting just a meter away on the straw chair enjoying the voyeuristic trip of watching her sister get porked, got a laughing fit which nearly choked her. And indeed, it was very funny. I, kneeling behind the generous ass of Marika and vigorously thrusting my circumcized cock in and out of Marika’s Hungarian punciko, while one thumb is invading her popshee and another trying to smear soothing salve in Bohunka’s giant ass, which awkwardly stuck outward merely 2 centimeters from my sniffing nose. I stopped fucking for a moment to check her ass. There was no sign of her haemorrhoids. Her asshole looked healthy and shiny and tasty. If you want to taste, I told myself, better do it now before the disgusting cream spoils it. Spanking her gigantic butt cheek playfully and spreading the other, I applied a thick layer of spit on her inviting asshole using my horny tongue, and when it entered the hole Bohunka emitted a yelp of delight and surprise.
“She is cured,” I informed Gabika and Marika. They gave me a puzzled look.
“Of what?” I smeared the asshole and gave the fat dancer a farewell slap. She understood that and took off.
“She had haemorrhoids. But now it is topsy turvy.”
“Oh, poor girl, not being able to enjoy the bum is frustrating.” Said Marika. OK, now I get it. Marika likes ass sex too. I now recalled that Gabika had told me that they used to widen each other’s butthole when they were little.
“How old were you when you stopped masturbating your sister’s bunghole?” I asked Marika. She giggled, so I repeated the question.
“I did not masturbate it, it was orhanlı escort a medical procedure. It was not intended to give sexual pleasure. I’m not a lesbian! Gabika is not a lesbian.” She objected.
“Yes, I suppose so, medical procedure indeed. But how old were you when you stopped the medical procedure?” I insisted, inserting both my cock and my thumb in the corresponding holes. There was no answer, but a wild giggling fit from both sisters.
“Come on, tell me. It turns me on like mad. I’d like to see it. Tell me, please and I’ll buy you each a golden ring.” I told them to increase their motivation. More hysterical giggles followed. “I’ll buy you earrings to match.” More giggling, like teenagers. What’s going on here? “Gabika, how old were you when daddy stopped fingering your asshole?”
Gabika finally answered. “I was 8 when mom and dad stopped to procedure. When Marika
was 8, three years before, they stopped doing her. I continued. We liked it but it was not sexual. Never.”
“Did you not touch the pussy of each other?”
“Yoy! YOY! YOY!” Followed a hysterical laugh from both elderly ladies. “Of course not! Just the popshee! Just the popshee! To make it wider. This is medical.” I never believed them. Obviously they were either mad or lying. And Gabika was not mad.
“When did you stop fingering each other? Tell me.” I insisted
“Are you really going to buy us rings?” Gabika asked.
“Yes, really. I like you. No, I really love you.” I promised.
“From gold?” She insisted.
“From gold.” I promised. She now laughed so hard that tears dropped on her wrinkled cheeks. I finally understood.
“I get it, I get it. You two never stopped. You are still doing it, even though you lied and said there was no sexual gratification involved. Did you lie?” They just continued their uncontrollable laughter. It was impossible to fuck this way and I quickly lost my erection despite the sexy atmosphere and my growing desire to spermatize Marika’s punciko.
“We did not lie! We still finger our selves and each other. We never stopped doing it, but it is not sexual. We do not orgasm.”
“Then show me what you are doing and how you do it now.” I insisted. “I can’t believe this in not turning you on. It turns me on like mad. I’d buy you earrings too if you show me. Now. Now!” I was delirious from passion and sheer bawdiness.
“No, no, no!” Both shouted. I got pissed.
“OK, no show, no earrings. That’s final.” There followed a strong and vivid argument in Hungarian. It was so loud that Anne-Marie, Bohunka and Esmeralda came running to see what the commotion was all about. I chased them away, closing the porch door, even though it was still 30 degrees centigrade outside. I would not miss the show for anything in the world. Finally, they gave up.
“We get the earrings too, from gold. And we get to choose the rings. OK?”
“Fine.” I got up, making place for Gabika to get on the bed. I opened the porch door and checked that the fat girls are not spying outside. They were. I kicked their butts.
Marika was now on the bed, lying on her stomach, her popshee on two fat pillows and her hands spreading the magnificent cheeks. Gabika was sitting between her spread thighs and wetting her index finger with saliva she stuffed it slowly in the hole, just until the first knuckle.
“No, do it properly,” I insisted. After a few more nervous high school giggles she complied.
“OK, we go to wash the popshee.” They were off in a minute, returning in about two. Obviously, despite the feverish denials, they thought it was very sexy. I almost fainted. Assuming the same position, Gabika’s finger now penetrated fully and stayed there a long time, while Marika was obviously very turned on, but afraid to make any sexual gesture. I helped her and started fingering her clit from below while still standing next to the bed. She made aydınlı escort more room for me on the bed and I lay next to her, fascinated.
“If you keep rubbing me like that I’m going to cum.” I stopped, instead, reversing my position put my head between her thighs and started licking Gabika’s penetrating index finger was just before my nose. Marika took my prick in her hand and put it in her mouth. “Not sexual…” I joked. But nobody laughed. And then, BIG, BIG, BIG, weak, weak, weak, long, EXTRA LONG. The contractions came, just like Gabika’s. Her punciko excreted some mucus which drooled directly into my mouth. It was foul, but I was so lewd, I didn’t care any more.
“Now me, do me now…” Begged Gabika. I took her and put her on her side, kicking Marika out of the bed. Immediately I inserted my cock in her punciko and started thrusting.
“Finger her ass, Marika, while I fuck her.” I instructed. I was kissing Gabika on her mouth, and by forcefully pulling her on my prick I spread her beautiful and athletic ass, exposing the hole to Marika’s finger, which immediately invaded the familiar hole. It took Gabika exactly 2 minutes to reach orgasm.
“So, this fingering, which has been going on more than fifty years is not sexual? You never touched Marika’s cunt while fingering? You don’t have to lie to me, I’m but a stranger. Come on, Gabika, it really turns me on to hear the truth. Two sisters! Making love! And anal sex! This is unheard of. Tell me, please, show me the sexual stuff.”
The place was becoming too crowded. I made a show of getting up, and throwing the mattress off of the bed. Getting up, they looked on puzzled. I then took the bed and carried it to the other end of the room, returning with the other mattress and placing it on the floor, next to Gabika’s. We had now a twin bed on the floor. I got on top of Marika and started thrusting. Gabika had put her hand on Marika’s shoulder and observed the savage fucking. I was sure Marika would reach yet another orgasm and I had intended to join her. I looked in Gabika’s eyes and she had understood me without any verbal communication. Her finger went below Marika’s bum and inserted in her back orifice. Marika reciprocated and fingered Gabika’s ass in return.
“Kiss her, kiss her on the mouth. Make love to your sister.” I urged, but what followed was but a mere smack on the lips.
“Touch her cunt, Gabika, like you did for 50 years. Rub her clit and make her scream. Touch her punciko, like your dad had touched you and Marika.”
“No, daddy and mommy only pushed in the popshee.” The adamant Gabika said.
“Yes, maybe, but you wanted them to touch your cunt. You wanted them to make it sexual. They didn’t, but you did. You masturbated your sister. In the ass and also in the cunt. You made love.”
“No! No. We are not lesbian. We only put the fingers in the popshee, but…”
“But what? What???” I was thrusting now very fast.
“When I fingered my sister’s ass she touched herself sexually. And I did too, when she fingered my ass. And we never stopped doing it. But we never masturbated each other, only in the popshee.”
“Then do it for me! Do it for me, because I want you too and I love you, Gabika. I really do. And it turns me on to see you masturbate Marika.”
“Oy, Yoy, YOY!” They now both were totally delirious. I took Gabika’s hand and put it on Marika’s breast.
“YOYOY! YOY!” Keeping on the steady fuck rhythm, I pulled Marika’s hand out of Gabika’s asshole and put it on her cunt.
“YOY! YOY! YOY!” They both exclaimed. I sensed Marika’s approaching orgasm and with superhuman effort delayed my own to match hers. And then, BIG, BIG, BIG, weak, weak, weak, long, EXTRA LONG. I thrust in deeply and poured a torrent of personal gushing genetic matter in her aging punciko, biting her shoulder with ecstasy, and feeling her sharp nails scratching deep grooves in my back.
We all fell asleep, there in the sleazy hotel on the twin mattresses on the floor. My seed was finally in an Hungarian punciko, after having to wait so long. When I finally uncunted both sisters were already snoring.
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