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Paul was lying back on the bed and I could see the cum he had deposited at the tip of the condom he was still wearing. “Do you think you can go another round?” I asked after Michelle had left, placing my hand on his chest. “I know I can” he said as he turned to kiss me. “Let me get this off” he said. I admired his muscular rear as he walked towards the bathroom to get cleaned up. He had an impressive physique and was obviously fit.

The night had been warm and with everything we had gotten up to the previous night I felt sweaty and wanted a shower. I was still naked from the night before so I threw a t shirt on and followed Paul to the bathroom. “I need a shower, wanna join me?” I said as I enter the bathroom. Paul had taken the condom off and had put it in the bin. “Wow, that sounds like fun” he said.

I opened the door to the walk-in shower and got the water running, testing it with my hand until it got to the right temperature. Paul came over and placed his hands on my hips, giving me a soft kiss on the side of the head. I pulled my T-shirt over my head and he followed me in to the shower. Thankfully there was room for two, albeit the water pressure wasn’t as good as I normally like. We kissed and held each other close while he felt my breasts and worked his way down to my ass, gripping me firmly. We soaped each other up and washed the scents of the previous night away for a few minutes while kissing and enjoying the sensation of the water running over us. His cock was already semi hard even though he had only just finished fucking Michelle.

I took some soap and lathered up his cock and balls playfully, feeling him get harder in my hands. I held his balls in my left hand as I cleaned and slowly caressed his shaft, working his foreskin over the top of his cock and back down. He was rock hard by the time I finished, as the water running over us washed the soap and suds away. He did the same to my breasts before working his way down to my pussy, finding my clit and rubbing me with a single finger.

We both knew we weren’t in the shower just to get clean. I put my arms around his shoulders and threw my leg up to his side, inviting him to fuck me. “You’re so fucking hot” he said as he started to get into position. He was significantly taller than me so this proved a little difficult as he struggled to get the angle right. He ended up grabbing me behind both knees and lifting me up against the shower wall. This left my hands free to guide him in to me. I was wet and excited both from watching him pound Michelle and from what we were doing, so he slid in easily and started thrusting. I was always using condoms at that point but the situation in the shower didn’t really allow for it and I was on birth control in any case.

The novelty of fucking raw in the shower like that was insane but after a few minutes he was clearly struggling to hold my weight up. “Let’s go back to the bed” I said, acknowledging his efforts. He moved his hips backwards to pull his dick out of me and carefully lowered me down. We stopped the water and got out, sharing the only towel we had to dry off.

We held hands as we walked naked together back to the bed, his fully hard cock bouncing up and down with each step. We laid down on the messed up sheets and I started edging him. “Will I get a condom” he asked. “It’s ok, I’m on the pill so we can do it without one if you want” I said. “You sure? I’d love that?”. “I’m sure”.

With that I pushed on his chest to signal him to lay down straight before I climbed over him. My knees were at either side of his chest taking most of my weight as I sat on his tummy, leaning forwards so my large breasts were right in front of him. “Fucking hell” he said as he reached for them and fondled them like a horny teenager getting his first handful of tit. We kissed and I let him play for a few moments, he licked and kissed my nipples before I pushed myself up and reached for his cock.

I shuffled backwards to get in position and slid down on him. Again it went inside effortlessly and I quickly got a nice rhythm going. I leaned forward, resting my weight on my hands as I thrust my hips up and down on his cock. I like being able to control things in this position and I always knew I had killer tits that men loved fondling. He took hold of them with his hands, holding them firmly but gently squeezing and exploring them. I could then feel him start to gently thrust upwards with each stroke. “Oh my fucking god, this is amazing” he said in his thick Irish accent.

We heard the door open and Michelle walked back in holding a bundle of fresh towels. We both stopped and looked at her. She had a full side view of me on top of him, him cupping my breasts, we were very obviously in the middle of having sex. “Don’t mind me, carry on, I’m going for a shower, enjoy yourselves”. She walked straight in to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Paul and I both giggled once she had closed the bathroom door. I didn’t care that Michelle saw us but I wanted to be finished before she came back out at the same time. I straightened up and quickened the pace, sitting back a little. The bed rocked and creaked as I went up and down and my tits bounced as he held my waist. I noticed him looking down at his cock disappearing inside me with each thrust.

After a few minutes I could tell that he was close to cumming by his facial expressions and body language, so I didn’t slow. He started groaning and reached for my breasts again when he started to cum. I slowed and lowered my upper body down on to his chest, kissing the side of his face while he climaxed inside me. I hadn’t had a man cum in me raw for over a month at that point, and the warm, wet feeling was nice as his dick throbbed and pulsed, filling me up. We stayed embraced for a short while after it stopped. “I hope you liked that” I said to him. “Oh my god, are you joking, that was insane” he said.

I lifted myself off him and some cum dribbled out of me and on to his abdomen. We laid there naked and kissed for a few minutes. We could hear Michelle was finished in the shower and we knew she would be coming in any minute. “I better go” he said as he started to get up and get dressed, wiping his cum off himself with the same T-shirt I had used to clean Michelle off the previous night. “Thanks for an amazing night”.

He waited for Michelle to come in to the room to say goodbye. “You want sucky sucky?” she joked, opening her towel to show him her fully naked body. She was imitating the street girls that try to woo tourists in Hanoi and other cities. “Jesus Christ Michelle” I blurted out, as we all laughed. “Did she wear you out, she has that effect on men” she joked.

After he left Michelle and I chatted and giggled, recounting the night before and the morning. She asked if I had fucked him raw. I told her I did and she said that she was jealous and she would kill for someone to fill her up.

We had plans that day and we both got dressed and ready to go.

Our encounter with the charming young Irishman wasn’t to be the end of the fun we had together on that trip however.