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Donnia and I decided to spend our honeymoon in beautiful Bali. We arrived on a Sunday, the day after our wedding. We were a little hung over from our wedding reception, so we just wandered around Kuta doing the touristy things, sightseeing and a little shopping. That evening we had a quiet dinner at our hotel and called it an early night. The following afternoon we decided to hit the beaches.

The beaches around Kuta are congested and full of tourists. We asked some locals about the best beaches and they informed us of a little surf beach about eight miles from Kuta near a village called Uluwatu. So Donnia and I hired a car and surfboard and headed for the beach.

It was a beautiful beach with white sand and good surf; best of all there was not a tourist in sight. There were only a few local lads surfing. Donnia stripped down to her bikini, set a towel down on the beach and lay down to sun bake.

I waxed my board and hit the surf. I paddled to where the locals waited on their boards for the next wave. The local lads, all in their teens, greeted me warmly in the usual pleasant Balinese manner. The lads and I chatted in between waves and we told each other a little of our life stories. It struck me that they looked different from most Balinese in that they had bleached red blond hair with dark roots, apparently from constant exposure to the sun and the salt. We surfed and chatted for about an hour in that perfect tropical paradise.

I decided I had had enough surf for one day so I paddled to the beach and sat with Donnia. She had removed her bikini and was working on her already impressive all over tan. Se looked beautiful lying there with her long brown hair and small firm breasts. There were minute droplets of sweat on her flat stomach and long tanned legs. She looked up at me with her emerald green eyes and gorgeous smile, asking if I had enjoyed my surf. I replied it was unreal, leaned over and kissed my new bride.

I placed my towel down and lay down next to Donnia to enjoy the sun’s rays. We must have drifted off to sleep for we didn’t hear the four lads that I had earlier been surfing with approach. We snapped back into wackiness as the lads flopped down on the sand next to us. Donnia blushed with embarrassment as she hurriedly reattached her bikini under the lingering gaze of the lads.

“Donnia, may I introduce Indra, Jdja, Teguh and Ridwan. Guys this is my wife Donnia.”

Four sets of eyes looked her tan body up and down as they each shook her hand in turn. As soon as the introductions were done Indra produced a bottle of local alcohol and offered us a drink. He passed the bottle to Donnia. She took a swig and began to cough violently. She passed the bottle on to me. It was a strong but pleasant tasting drink unlike anything I had tasted before.

We sat around drinking and joking with the Balinese lads for close to two hours. It was beginning to get dark. Donnia suggested we go before it was too dark to find our way back to the car. We said our good-byes to the lads, but the booze was even stronger than I thought and as I stood to leave I stumbled and fell back down to my knees. Donnia didn’t fare any better.

“I can't drive like this.” I remarked.

Donnia asked the lads if one of them could drive us. They all shook their heads. It was a silly question and slightly insulting; most Balinese don’t drive and are too poor to own a car.

Djaja pointed to the hills behind the beach. “There’s a small shack that surfers use not far from here. You can stay the night there if you like.”

Unsteadily, Donnia pulled on her denim shorts and put her arm around Djaja for support. The six of us stumbled along the beach, then down a short jungle track that led to the native shack. It was already quite dark on the jungle track. A dim light emanating from within the shack illuminated the last part of our journey.

Ridwan opened the door. Donnia gasped and took a huge step backward almost falling over. On the dirt floor of the shack was a mattress and laying on the mattress was a beautiful teenage Balinese girl and laying on top of her was a slim lad slamming his cock in and out of her pussy. At the same time another youth’s cock occupied her mouth. Still two more fondled her breasts.

“What’s going on here?” I exclaimed as Donnia regained her balance.

“Don’t worry.” my friend Teguh replied, placing his arm around my shoulder. “That’s just Yanti. She’s the local slut. All the local guys use her for their pleasure. The guys will be finished with her soon. Then you and Donnia can have the shack to yourselves.”

Donnia and I entered the shack feeling very uneasy. Ridwan ushered us over to a rug in a corner of the shack; the six of us were seated. We looked on at the orgy occurring no more than three meters from us. Donnia held my hand and I could feel her trembling slightly.

Before long the youth plowing the young girl let out a cry, emptying his gooey load in her pussy. As soon as he withdrew he was quickly replaced by one of the other lads. He then got dressed and picked up a bottle of alcohol from next to the mattress and joined the rest of us seated on the rug. We joked and drank as the bottle was passed around our little group. The other lads continued their fun with the young beauty.

“What do you think of my little slut?” Indra asked me, nodding towards Yanti.

“She’s beautiful.” I replied. I was not exaggerating; she had a typical petite Balinese figure. She had small features dark tan skin, long brown hair and small perky breasts.

When the guy fucking the young native girl added his load to that of the first, he to joined us in drink and conversation. Donnia and I had begun to feel more relaxed with what was going on. Maybe it was the drink, or maybe the disarming, easy-going manner of the youths. Whatever the reason by the time the third youth squirted his cum into that pretty girl’s cunt, Donnia and I were quite relaxed.

Donnia passed the alcohol to Indra. “You asked Mark what he thought of your little slut. Does that mean that Yanti’s your girlfriend?” Donnia asked.

The lads broke out in laughter at her question. “No that was just a figure of speech. She can’t be anyone’s girlfriend. She’s damaged goods.”

Indra gestured towards his friends. “The slut has fucked all of the young guys in our village and the entire district for that matter. If someone from the village was to marry her, he would be shunned by the entire village population - even his family. A girl has to be a virgin for her to be married.”

Donnia looked slightly annoyed. “That’s hardly fair. “It’s ok for guys to screw around, but it’s not all right for her to do the same.”

Indra quizzed Donnia. “Is it not the same for you?”

The lads looked shocked as Donnia explained that she was not a virgin when we married. Teguh asked how many men she had been with.

“Four. But four or four hundred it shouldn’t make any difference.” she replied.

Djdjas looked to me. “Did you know about the other guys?”

“I knew she wasn’t a virgin.” I said. “But I never asked her the details.”

He looked at me with surprise on his face. “And you’re ok with that?” I just nodded.

“What about after you’re married?” Ridwan asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. “That depends. It’s not acceptable for either partner to screw around behind the other’s back, but some couples agree to what we call an open marriage. They might join swingers groups or some swap partners with other married couples. Basically whatever they agree to.”

“Do you guys have an open marriage?” Indra inquired.

“We did consider it when we were dating.” Donnia told him. “But we both have old fashion families and work in conservative jobs. Even in our culture there are many people that don’t agree with that type of thing. If people found out it might cause trouble. So we decided against it.”

The lads looked at each other and shook their heads. “Different world.” Djdja commented.

Just then the forth lad mixed his sperm with that of the others. The youth called out to Indra, “Do you want to go next?” but Indra shook his head. “We’ve all had her many times before but maybe Mark would like to fuck her.”

I was shocked at Indra's suggestion. Indra continued. “Here’s your chance for an open marriage. Your family and friends aren’t here to see you now and no one will ever know.”

Donnia, drunk and having lost her inhibitions, grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes. “He’s right. Go for it. I want to watch you fuck that young slut.”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“I want you to.” she replied.

The youths egged me on as I slowly got to my feet and walked to where the beautiful Balinese girl lay. I bent down next to her and kissed her sweet mouth. I thrust my tongue between her lips and she sucked on it as if it was a cock. Her mouth tasted like honey. I barely noticed as she skillfully ran her hand inside my shorts and began manipulating my balls and rock hard cock. I quickly removed my shirt and shorts.

Yanti gently kissed me again as she whispered something to me that I didn’t understand, then smiling she moved her mouth to my cock and took its full length deep into her throat in one heavenly thrust and immediately began moving up and down the stalk, stopping every few strokes to rim my cockhead with her tongue. That beautiful young slut gave head with the skill that can only come from plenty of practice.

I soon felt my balls tighten and I shot streamer after streamer of cum into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed every drop without spilling any. I looked up at Donnia sitting with the lads on the rug. She was clearly turned on by what she had witnessed as she smiled her approval to me.

I wasn’t yet finished with that Balinese beauty. I still wanted to experience her sweet pussy. So I kissed her soft neck then worked my way down to her nubile breasts. I could taste the salty sweat on her perfect skin from her marathon workout. I worked her sweet breasts with my mouth and hands until I was ready to go again. It wasn’t long before my cock was rock hard and I positioned my body between her smooth legs. As I slid my cock into her cum soaked pussy it occurred to me this was the first girl other than Donnia I had been with in four years. A squelching sound filled the room as the youths’ cum squeezed out of her cunt and passed the stem of my cock with each stroke. My head spun from the alcohol and lust as I felt the warm depths of the slut’s cunt. As I fucked her, Yanti kissed me softly and I picked up the pace plowing hard into her. The youths cheered as we locked together in bliss. Gradually we settled into a much smoother, steadier rhythm. It went on like that for about ten minutes, when Yanti’s cunt walls began grabbing at my cock. She began to moan and convulse in orgasm. The youths were again yelling encouragement. I couldn’t hold out any longer and with three final thrusts my spunk mixed with that of the youths.

I cleaned myself up with my towel and then handed it to the young girl to clean up the unbelievable mess between her legs. She then dressed quickly saying that she had to get home to the village before she got in trouble with her family. She kissed me, waved to the others and was gone.

Donnia wrapped her arms around me from behind as I stood in the doorway watching the beautiful Balinese girl disappear down the jungle track.

“Watching you fuck that young slut made me so hot.” Donnia whispered in my ear. “It has been one of my biggest fantasies to watch you with another girl.”

I turned and kissed her. Our lips locked with passionate exhilaration for several minutes. I then looked her in the eyes and said, “Indra is right. We are on holidays and we do not know anybody in Bali. We basically can do as we please. I want you to live out all your fantasies.”

There was a look of excitement on Donnia’s face. And she said, “You had better be careful what you wish for or you might get it.”

When I said nothing she frowned and asked, “Are you serious?”

I simply smiled and nodded. She smiled back. “There is a fantasy I have had since I was a young teenager but have never dared act on.”

Our conversation was cut short by the four youths that had earlier fucked Yanti brushing passed us on their way out the door, declaring that we needed more booze and they headed for the village. I was just contemplating what I might have let myself in for, when Indra grabbed my arm.

“Did you enjoy my friend Yanti?” he asked, handing me the bottle of alcohol.

“She was superb.” I replied and swallowed the last of the booze.

Teguh switched on a small battery radio, tuning it to a local rock channel. The four remaining lads began dancing and singing along with the radio. Donnia took my hand and we joined the youths. We all danced and sang in the little hut. After a few minutes of dancing I began to get lightheaded from the alcohol so I left the others to their dancing and sat back down on the rug in the corner. Donnia looked beautiful dancing with the youths in her bikini top and denim shorts, softly illuminated by the lanterns hanging from the shack roof.

Indra placed his hands on Donnia’s waist as they danced and I noticed he was working his way in closer and closer. A few minutes later Indra wrapped his arms entirely around Donnia and pulled her hard against him sliding his right leg between her legs so that his thigh rubbed against her pussy. Donnia responded by wrapping her arms around him. She was obviously enjoying the attention, as they ground their bodies together.

Djdja joined them, pressing his body against Donnia from behind, running his hands over her naked belly. Donnia responded by grinding her butt into his groin. I was amazed as I watched my beautiful, usually conservative wife dirty dancing with the youths like a cheap bar slut. But I could hardly complain as I had only minutes before given her permission to live her fantasies and she had just allowed me to fuck the young Balinese girl.

The other two lads joined their friends, taking up position either side of her. Donnia was surrounded on all sides; their bodies meshed as the group moved and swayed to the music.

Donnia shot me a smile as five of them danced and sang. I think the thing that surprised me most of all was just how turned on I was watching the youths dirty dance with my new bride, rubbing themselves against her and fondling her arms, belly and legs. I only hoped Donnia wasn’t too drunk to know what she getting herself into.

Donnia embraced Indra in a passionate kiss. Their lips locked and their tongues entwined in a frenzied dance. Djdja responded by running his hands over Donnia’s bikini top, cupping her breasts, he began to squeeze and manipulate them. The treatment Donnia was receiving from the lad’s probing hands caused her to gasp and throw her head back, breaking her kiss with Indra.

Teguh quickly turned her face to him and she eagerly took his tongue into her mouth, at the same time Indra undid the button on Donnia’s shorts. Sliding his hand inside he ran his fingers over her dark thatch and into her wet slit. Donnia thrust her pussy against Indra's hand as he explored her depths with his one finger then two.

Djdja undid Donnia’s bikini top allowing it to drop to the floor exposing her firm breasts. The lads immediately went to work fondling and sucking on her hard nipples.

Donnia broke her kiss with Teguh and exclaimed, “O’ FUCK, YES THAT’S GOOD!”

Donnia soon stood completely naked, lost in pleasure as the youths’ hands explored every region of her body. It was impossible to keep track of what all those hands, fingers, mouths, and tongues were doing to her gorgeous body.

Ridwan temporarily stepped back from the action in order to remove his clothes. He then stepped up placing his hands on Donnia’s shoulders and gently pushed her to her knees. He held his hard seven-inch cock in front of her face. My sack churned as my bride eagerly wrapped her sweet lips around the Balinese youth’s cock. Ridwan placed his hand behind Donnia’s head and began sliding his cock in and out, fucking her mouth like a cunt. With each stroke he worked his shaft further into Donnia’s throat until she took the entire length of his cock, her face burred into his belly. The other youths watched the action as they undressed.

Ridwan picked up the pace as Djdja lay between Donnia’s legs and buried his face into her wet pussy. Donnia swayed her hips back and forth as Djdja lapped at her pussy furiously. She was savoring the attention she was receiving from both ends. Soon Ridwan sunk his cock deep into Donnia’s throat, and arching his back, he let out a groan as he emptied his load into Donnia’s sweet throat. Donnia swallowed feverishly, trying not to choke on the flood in her mouth. Cum ran out the side of her mouth down her chin and onto her breasts. Donnia continued to suck Ridwan until she had sucked every last drop of cum from his now limp cock.

As Ridwan withdrew he was quickly replaced by Teguh; Donnia eagerly taking his cock into her mouth. Teguh crammed her mouth and throat entirely with his eight-inch cock Ridwan came over to where I was sitting on the rug. He sat down next to me and placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Your wife is one hot slut.” he remarked. “She sure knows how to suck cock.”

I was a little embarrassed by his comments knowing their opinion of sluts. So this was what Donnia meant by be careful what you wish for, her fantasy was a gangbang. We watched Teguh withdraw from Donnia’s mouth splattering her face with thick dollops of hot cum at the same time Donnia let out a scream and her body convulsed in orgasm from Djdja’s oral action. The youths then led Donnia over to the mattress were I had fucked Yanti no more than half an hour before.

They laid Donnia on her back and Djdja quickly took up position on top of her. Donnia spread her legs wide and raised them to invite invasion. Djdja slid his cock into her drenched pussy. Donnia let out a cry of joy as Djdja slammed in and out of her. Donnia wrapped her legs around his back and Djdja kissed her passionately. My head spun, driven by a combination of lust and alcohol as I watched the Balinese youth pounding my new bride’s cunt. Djdja settled into a steady rhythm as droplets of sweat started to form on his back from the exertion in the tropical heat.

Indra meanwhile sucked on Donnia’s nipples and fingered her clitoris causing her to occasionally buck hard against Djdja’s thrusting cock. Djdja gave three final sharp strokes and splattered her pussy with gogs of hot cum. Indra immediately replaced Djdja; he raised Donnia’s legs up bracing them against his chest. And as he slammed his cock into her Donnia gasped, leaning over her he pumped his hips hard and fast, sinking the full length of his cock into her well-lubricated pussy.

Djdja joined the other two youths and myself seated on the rug. He passed out some Indonesian cigarettes and we sat smoking and watching Indra pound away at Donnia’s pussy so that I could hear his balls slap against her ass. Donnia had her hands on his ass pulling him hard into her with each stroke. The youth were cheering and joking in Indonesian as they watched the action.

Djdja turned to me. “Your wife is one great fuck. She’s the first white slut we have had. I didn’t know white girls could be such whores.” Just then the door flew open. It was the four lads back from their booze run. I had forgotten about them. Their eyes lit up when they saw Indra grinding away at Donnia’s pussy. They stared at Donnia in amazement. They gradually turned their heads toward me looking for a reaction. No one was more surprised than I was, as I caught myself subconsciously nodding my permission.

One of the lads tossed over a bottle of booze to Djdja. I could hardly believe what was happening. The four new participants undressed for action. Two of the lads knelt down on either side of Donnia’s face, rubbing their cocks on her mouth. Donnia didn’t hesitate taking one cock then the other in her mouth. Sometimes both lads would push both cocks into her mouth at once stretching it to the limits. Indra shuddered. His balls tightened, and then he was spurting thick globs of sperm into Donnia’s musky cunt.

He was replaced by one of the youths that had been standing by waiting his turn. I didn’t really notice him much before but as he took up his position I saw his thick nine-inch cock. Donnia stopped sucking the others temporarily and let out a little squeal as her pussy lips stretched to new limits as the youth thrust deeper into her with each stroke. The youth slowly moved in and out of her until about the eighth or tenth stroke she took the entire nine inches in her.

Donnia cried, “OH YES FUCK ME HARD!” as the youth increased the pace.

Indra passed me the bottle of booze and I took a large swig. I was watching my beautiful bride turning into a dirty slut in front of my eyes. The youth having his cock sucked erupted depositing his gooey cum on Donnia’s face. Her body began to convulse and she began to call out as orgasm overcame her. This was the signal to the youth plowing her cunt to increase the tempo.

As time went on the lads became drunker and louder in their celebrations. They gave out huge cheers as each youth mixed his cum with the other lad’s in Donnia’s sloppy cunt. The lad waiting his turn rolled Donnia over encouraging her to get on all fours. The lad she had been sucking sat in front of her so that she could continue to suck him. Donnia again gasped as the other lad slammed into her from behind. Again and again he slammed into her as she swung her butt back and forth with ever increasing force to meet him in unison.

Over the next hour the eight Balinese lads drank booze and took turns banging my wife. Some fucked her as many as three times. Donnia couldn’t get enough of their hot sweaty young bodies. To my amazement my beautiful wife taking on eight guys at the same time made me shudder with excitement. It also occurred to me that up until that occasion she had only been with only five other men in her life including me and here she was taking eight cocks in one sitting.

When the youths had finished using her, Donnia laid there a contented sticky mess, her cunt filled with the hot thick cum of eight strangers. I stood up and unsteadily navigated my way over to Donnia. Maybe it was the alcohol, but Donnia had never looked so beautiful to me as she lay there cum leaking from every hole and glistening on her firm tan body.

I knelt down next to Donnia a wiped away some of the thick cum from her face. I asked, “Did you have fun, my love?”

“The fucking greatest.” she whispered, smiling up at me. “Thank you for letting me have my fantasy.”

We kissed passionately, the youths cheered in response. As our lips locked and our tongues danced I could taste the lads’ cum in Donnia’s mouth but I was to drunk and too turned on to care. We kissed for what seemed like forever; eventually we broke our kiss.

Donnia whispered to me, “Please complete my fantasy.” I want you to eat the cum from my pussy.”

I was stunned but I thought what the hell; if that’s what she wants. I was drunk enough and horny enough to do anything. I began moving down, kissing her neck then her sweet breasts and moving over her flat tight stomach, I encountered more of the Balinese lads’ cum as I progressed. To my surprise the taste didn’t bother me. It only served to remind me of the depravity that my love had involved herself in. And that made me hotter. I sucked dollops of cum from her inside thighs and matted cunt hair.

Donnia went wild. She grabbed my hair and pulled my face into the gooey mess. She moaned and ground her crotch against my face as I drove my tongue deep inside her, scooping up thick cum and gulping it down greedily. For ten minuets I lapped and sucked large quantities of cum from her drenched pussy.

When Donnia considered that I had done a good enough job with my mouth she rolled me on to my back. We kissed again as she straddled my waist with her legs. She lowered herself down on to my cock. I easily slid into her sloppy cunt as we began to move our hips in unison. There was a squelching sound with each stroke from the cum squeezing past the stem of my cock. We kissed and gently rocked back and forth slowly building the pace.

Suddenly I felt something push my legs apart. I looked down to see Indra pushing my legs apart with his own to gain access to Donnia’s ass. He pressed the head of his cock into the opening of her passage. Donnia and I had dabbled with anal sex so I knew that she was up for it but I wasn’t sure if she could handle two cocks at once.

I felt Indra’s cock, separated by Donnia’s interior tissues from my own, as it slid up the length of my imbedded prick. Indra push deeper into Donnia’s bowels with each stroke. Donnia rested her head on my neck and let out a groan as she tried to accommodate both cocks. Donnia soon took his full length into her and we began to form a rhythm.

I could feel Indra’s cock sliding over and around my own as we moved. I found the sensation erotic and unique. Soon Donnia began to breathe heavily. I knew she was close to orgasm so I increased the pace. Indra must have sensed it too because he picked up the pace. We slammed even harder into her as she began to convulse in orgasm. I felt Indra's sack tighten against my own and I could not hold on any longer. We simultaneously emptied our loads into Donnia. I felt Indra’s cum drip down onto my balls as I mixed my load with that of the eight youths.

The three of us fell exhausted together on the mattress. After a few minutes Indra slid his limp cock out of Donnia’s ass. He kissed Donnia, shook my hand, thanked us both and wished us good night. Each of the lads did the same. They then disappeared into the jungle and back to their village leaving us alone to sleep. Donnia and I fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Donnia woke me the next morning at 11 am. We laid there for some time in silence contemplating the events of the night before. Donnia and I had discussed spicing up our love life maybe even getting involved in a little swinging with our friends George and Trish who on one occasion had made us the offer. But I had never contemplated anything so depraved as last night. Donnia was the first to break the silence.

“You’re quiet. Are you regretting last night?”

“NO!” I replied. “Are you?”

She shook her head. Donnia confessed that it had been a fantasy of hers from the time she was a young teenager to be gang-banged by a group of strangers while her boyfriend or husband watched. Apparently it had started when Donnia found a porn magazine belonging to her father in the tool shed. It was a gangbang magazine and the theme revolved around a husband and wife.

They go to a bar and the husband looses all his money playing pool. He then puts his wife up as collateral. Naturally he looses and as a result his young blonde wife is soon roughly banged by a dozen studs in the bar while her husband watches and finally the husband gets to fuck her.

From that day on whenever her parents went out for the evening she would get her father’s magazine and masturbate while flicking through the well-worn pages. She added. “But my fantasies didn’t even come close to ecstasy of the real thing. It was the best experience of my life. You see,” Donnia said, “Now you know what your wife really is. I've always been a dirty harlot at heart and now I’m a dirty harlot in action as well.”

“Yes.” I said. “But you’re my dirty harlot.” I leaned over and kissed her.

We finally dragged our selves up and struggled down to the beach, going for a swim to clean ourselves off. We were badly hung over and Donnia was a little slow. The Balinese boys were already out surfing seemingly none the worse for wear despite the huge quantities of alcohol they had consumed the night before.

Donnia and I laid on the beach towels sun-baking and recovering. Yanti appeared at ten to one bringing us all satay and rice, a local staple. The eleven of us sat on the beach eating our lunch and joking about the night before. After lunch we took some group photos with our new friends. We then bid them farewell and made our way back to our rental car.

On the drive back to our hotel we mulled over the events of the previous night and Donnia joked about how disgusted our families and work mates would be if they could have witnessed our little party. The next few days of our honeymoon was uneventful. We stayed around Kuta, hanging out around the hotel swimming pool or shopping at the street markets. It was while sitting around our hotel swimming pool that we hatched our plan for the future. We would be the stable and respectable couple that everyone expects of us, for eleven months a year. But on our annual holiday we would travel to different parts of the world finding new surfing spots and letting our hair down. True to the plan that’s how we have spent the last eight years.

The End.