Fun in Penang..

This is a story about sex, love and heartbreak, on the Malaysian island of Penang. I'm Hassan, a five-foot-eleven, Londoner. With a lean if not toned physique, wavy brown hair in a surfer style and green eyes.

After university, I decided to take the traditional gap year and travel. I went with a few friends to Thailand and then went down to Malaysia. We ended up splitting up on Penang Island, off the coast of the Malaysian mainland. My friends continued to Kuala Lumpur, whilst I spent the next six months working in a beach bar.

We split because of Amina. She was gorgeous. A petite Malaysian national. With dark chestnut colored hair, dark brown almond-shaped eyes, and delicate features. She worked in the same bar and should have been a model. I met her on my first night on the island and was immediately smitten. We dated for a few months. I even tried to convince her to come back to England with me when my visa expired. Amina said she loved me but couldn't leave her family.

I couldn't bear to leave without her. So with some inheritance from my grandparents, I brought a share of a hostel in Georgetown. The other half belonged to my mate Antonio, who I had met on my travels. This pissed my parents off, the money was for a deposit back home. They cut contact with me until I came to my senses, and came home. I had no intention of doing that.

This allowed me to stay with Amina. Unfortunately, It meant not seeing my classmate Ash. She was a few years younger and although we called each other a lot it wasn't the same. Six months later Amina left me. She fell in love with an American surfer called Bodie. They had a quick wedding, for immigration purposes, and the last I heard they were living in Florida. So much for needing to be near her family.

So now I was stuck with a run-down hostel in Georgetown, Penang. I couldn't go home, all my money tied up. I needed to make a success of it here, It wasn't all bad though. The Hostel made ok money and was always full of young idealistic backpackers. I never found it hard to find a girl ready to have their mind, and legs opened.

One afternoon I got a call from my classmate Ash. She was 21 and finishing her first year of university. There was a huge favor she wanted to ask. Ash wanted to go on holiday during the summer break, but as a student money was an issue. I knew what was coming. She wanted to come and stay with me for a few weeks. Of course, I agreed, I hadn't seen her for years and missed her.

I had one condition. She would have to work a few shifts behind the bar or do some light housekeeping. I wasn't being a dick, there wasn't a lot of space. Everyone needed to pull their weight. I cleaned my fair share of toilets and picked up countless condoms off the ceilings.

"Ok, not a problem, and I'm bringing Amina too if that's alright?" Ash said causally. She had waited until I had already agreed, before springing this little surprise.

"Amina?," I asked my heart skipping a beat.

"Yes she's my housemate, her parents are from Kuala Lumpur. But they don't talk to family back home." Ash said quickly. Thinking I might suggest they stay with them.

My mind reeled upon hearing my ex's name again. It brought back all the feelings I had been trying to forget.

I went to the airport at nine o'clock to pick them up. I parked my old, beat-up Honda Civic and headed in to wait at arrivals. With a crappy cardboard sign saying 'Annoying Brat plus one', I waited with the chauffeurs and taxi drivers.

Then there she was. My little nineteen-year-old classmate. She ran up giving me a great big hug. Wrapping her legs and arms around me, nearly toppling me to the ground.

"Hey big bro long time no see," she said, a little emotional, squeezing right.

I squeezed her tightly back, realizing how much I had missed her. She wasn't so little now, of course, she had blossomed into a full-fledged woman. When she jumped down, I got a good look at her. She was, about five-foot-one, curvy with a big bum and some sizeable tits. She wore skimpy, khaki shorts and a red tank top that struggled to contain her impressive assets.

"Hey, Sis I nearly didn't recognize you. You’ve grown so much. Pictures don't do you justice. Where's your friend?" I asked inquisitively.

"Oh, we got separated at baggage claim. She should be here in a sec. Oh, there she is." Ash said enthusiastically waving over at her friend.

Amina had dressed in a pair of short denim shorts and a plain grey hoodie. She was petite around five-foot. Dark brown hair hung in two long plaits down her shoulders. Her eyes were huge, dark brown and almond-shaped. Her delicate Malay features were symmetrical, and her skin was clear and perfect. In some ways, she looked like a younger version of my ex.

As she came over to us she waved timidly at me and said an inaudible hello.

"Hi, I'm Hassan, if we're all set let's head off," I said reassuringly.

Ash entwined her arm with mine and held my hand as we left the airport. Her perfume smelt of strawberries and I noticed several guys staring at her. I have to admit she was a head-turner, I wondered if she was going to cause me trouble. Amina walked a little way behind us.

The drive home took about an hour. Both girls were wiped after their thirteen-hour flight. They were still eager for me to point out the sights as we drove. Both use to driving in England we're shocked by the chaotic traffic on the island. Small mopeds transported whole families, kids clinging on tight. Bikes and scooters darted in and out of the traffic without warning.

"You get used to it after a while," I said reassuringly.

We pulled up outside the Hostel. It was located just off Chulia Street, the main party area in Georgetown. Rundown, verging on derelict, it had three floors. The ground floor was a large bar, complete with a pool table, beer pong and makeshift dance floor. The walls and ceilings were coated with artwork and graffiti. Any guest could add to if they liked. The bar was one long slab of local wood, carved with the names of thousands of backpackers who had drunk there.

Behind the bar there hung a large, wheel of fortune style, spinner. It had green sections for rewards and red sections for forfeits. You paid a few ringgits per spin. The treats ranged from pitchers of drink, a t-shirt, or a kiss from a bartender of your choice.

The forfeits ranged from karaoke, getting spanked bare arsed, and a naked run around the bar. Yep, the game was very popular, especially later in the night when everyone got hammered.

I led the girls across the sticky floor and up the stairs at the back. We had two floors of hostel accommodation. Each floor had four big rooms, with six bunk beds in each. Most guests stayed for a week or two, using us as a base to explore the island. I had a small room to myself in the attic along with rooms for the other staff.

The whole place had a very new age, hippy and communal vibe. Unisex bedrooms, unisex toilets and everyone pitched in to clean and tidy up. Anyone who made anyone else feel uncomfortable got chucked out.

The girls were a bit shell shocked at first. The time difference and long haul flight were taking their toll. I showed them to a bedroom in the loft next to mine. I let them get their heads down before the mad rush at seven that night.

"Thanks for this Hassan, it's exactly what we need," said Ash hugging me tightly.

"Yer thanks," whispered Amina, avoiding eye contact. She brushed a loose strand of hair from her face. She was quite pretty.

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I had planned a welcome party for the girls' arrival. We usually had over forty guests at the Hostel, back backers from all corners of the globe. With them and some locals, the bar should be packed. The girls were only nineteen and technically couldn't legally drink. I allowed them to only drink in the hostel bar. As long as they didn't leave, or overdo it.

I had three semi-permanent staff members to help me run the place. They usually changed every couple of months, all back backers who had decided to stick in town for a bit. The three incumbents were Mick, a surfer from Sydney. Marie is an Italian linguist. She could do amazing things with her tongue. The third was her younger dude Roberto.

When the girls woke up I introduced everyone. We all went to Kapitan, a great Indian restaurant nearby, to get everyone acquainted.

During the meal, I noticed Ash seemed quite taken with Mick. There was some flirting going on, as the rest of us chatted. I tried to engage Amina in conversation as she sat opposite me. We talked about university and her family, but she didn't say much. She seemed to struggle to hold eye contact. Marie chipped in with conversation beside me. We were sort of a thing, fuck-buddies, no strict labels kind of thing. Roberto managed to get more out of Amina than I did. Animatedly chatting about everything and nothing, they seemed to hit it off.

When we headed back to the hostel it was already getting busy. Everyone was coming back from the beach or other activities. Mick and Roberto started sorting the bar out, as I headed upstairs with the girls.

"We'll just get changed and then help the guys downstairs," my classmate said brightly. Amina didn't say anything, just gave a shy smile and shuffled after Her.

"I'll have to keep an eye on that one, she fancies you," teased Marie, as she came up the stairs behind me.

"What, Amina? No, she's just a bit shy," I said innocently.

She had hardly said two words to me since her arrival. When she did, she was too timid to even make eye contact.

"Men, you don't notice anything unless it jumps up and grabs you by the balls, and don't say you don't fancy her. She looks just like your ex's doesn't she?," Marie said in her sexy Italian accent.

I sat down on my small single bed, the room was tiny but at least it was private. I studied Marie standing at the doorway, the light streamed in behind her. She was a gorgeous creature, with olive skin and big light brown eyes. Her shoulder-length hair was the color of dark chocolate. She had an hourglass figure with a big peachy bum and a pair of pert tits.

She had big full lips that had been put to good use over the past month.

"You jealous? Think little Amina might turn my head?" I teased as she walked in and closed the door behind her.

"No, she is your type though. Maybe I need to remind you of what you've got, right here in front of you," Marie said as she seductively walked over.

She wore a blue floaty summer dress, which she slipped down her shoulders. Her neck and shoulder line were exquisite. The swell of the top of her breasts had a light sheen of sweat. I smiled at her as she slipped the dress down her body.

She had a hungry look in her eyes, like a hunting lioness. The dress fell

Into a bundle at her feet. Her dark pink nipples glistened in the sunlight, beads of sweat dripped down her cleavage. She stood right in front of me and pulled my face into her tits. I buried between them and gave a long lick. Tasting salty sweat mixed with flowery perfume.

Marie pulled me up into an embrace. I kissed her neck as I felt her soft naked back. Pulling away she looked into my eyes and leaned in for a kiss. It started as a lingering peck quickly turning more passionate. I felt her hands move to the front of my trousers. She deftly undid them. Slowly sinking onto her knees as she yanked them down.

My cock bulged in my boxers, Marie wasted no time in unleashing it. Grasping it in one hand and spitting on the tip. Slowly stroking up and down the long firm shaft. Coating it her saliva. She stared up at me with her big, chocolate colored eyes, biting her lip.

Her big full lips parted and she placed a kiss on the tip of my cock. It sent shivers down my shaft. I let out a small groan, which drew a smile from those pert lips. Marie opened her mouth wider and slipped it over the tip. She was very skillful. Licking and sucking down the whole length sending pulses of pleasure. Lost in the moment and felt the familiar sensation of pressure building at the base of my cock.

I pulled Marie up off her knees and fell back onto the bed. She clamored on top of me, legs splayed on either side of my waist. Her warm damp thong rubbed against my hard cock. I grabbed her arse and pulled her up so her tits were in my face again. I slipped a nipple into my mouth and started to suck it. Marie ground her pussy into my cock, as it lay flat against my stomach.

Moaning as her pussy slid up and down, she started gyrating her hips in circular motions. After a few moments, she quickly held my cock, yanked her thong aside and slid me inside. The heat and humidity in the room were overbearing. I held her close to me as she slowly rocked forward and back. Her big tits squashed against my chest as I started to match her movements thrusting slowly into her. She raised onto her arms and kissed me deeply. This wasn't some crazy animalistic fuck, it was far too hot for that.

Her chest was heaving, erect nipples digging into my chest, dripping in sweat. I kissed her passionately as half my cock was enveloped by her hot pussy. Marie was moaning into my mouth as she ground her clit into me. She sat up and sank, completely engulfing my cock. I grasped her full bum and helped her slide up and down making love slowly and sensually.

Our previous sex sessions were usually hard, brutal fuck fest. This was different, slow, romantic and personal. Marie had her eyes closed as she moaned louder rising and falling, impaling on my cock.

"oh sì, così, fottimi," she often slipped

Into Italian when she was horny or angry.

She was getting close to cumming now and I felt my orgasm building.

"sborrami dentro," Marie moaned breathlessly.

I did as she asked and clamped her body close to me unloading streams of cum inside her. We held each other tightly, this was a first for us. I always pulled out just before cumming.

I opened my eyes and saw the bedroom door slightly ajar. Amina was watching through the gap. When she saw me, she blushed and quickly ran downstairs. I guessed she had been sent to ask something, or see what was keeping us.

"What's up," said Marie breathlessly as she slipped off me and started dressing.

"Er nothing, that was amazing, we've never fucked like that before," I said standing up and pulling her into a hug.

It was stifling in the room, but I held Marie in close, relishing the feel of her naked skin.

"Yer, that was a bit different, maybe we could have a repeat later? If you're not otherwise engaged," she whispered, nuzzling into my chest.

"I'm, telling you, Amina doesn't fancy me, she's just shy," I said unconvincingly.

Whilst Marie went to freshen up, I took a quick shower and headed down to the bar. Mick and Ash were chatting and flirting as they restocked the bar. Amina swept the floor, I gave her a friendly smile as I passed and she blushed but kept eye contact this time. I wasn't going to mention her little voyeurism, but I distinctly remember the door being shut. I wondered how much she had seen.

The bar was filling up. There were still some residents needing to shower and change for tonight's party. I had set aside two massive vats of cocktails, Roberto was now stirring them. Marie came down the stairs wearing a sexy black lace bra under a sheer floaty white dress. Her hair was up in tight plaits with little flowers. She walked up to me and gave me a little spin.

"I thought I'd make an effort tonight," she said with a smile.

The bar filled up throughout the evening, with everyone enjoying the cocktails. Marie and I tended the bar, allowing Mick and Roberto to enjoy the evening with the girls. I noticed that Mick and Ash had progressed to full-on flirting and light touching. Roberto seemed to have loosened Amina up, they even appeared to be flirting.

I nudged Marie as she passed by serving a drink.

"See, Roberto's warming her up," I said with a nod over to them.

Marie looked over and shrugged. Music played and drinks were flowing. The packed bar was filled with guests who mostly knew each other, it had a real friendly party vibe. I saw Ash and Amina play beer bong and was happy to see them both having fun. A few hours into the night people started paying for spins on the board behind the bar. It started pretty tamely with a few easy forfeits and a lot of free drinks.

When Ash had a spin on the wheel, it seemed to take forever to stop. It eventually landed on the smallest forfeit section, naked lap of the bar.

Her face blanched, as everyone roared with laughter.

There was no way I was going to let my little classmate strip naked, and do a lap. I rang a bell to get everyone's attention.

"She's asked for a stand-in," I shouted. There was a loophole where if you didn't like your spin you had to find someone to do it instead and pay a fine.

I did the noble thing and whipped my shorts and boxers off in one movement. I was wearing an open Hawaiian shirt, which Marie helpfully pulled off as I walked around the bar.

Wolf whistles and raucous cheering rang out as I sprinted through the throng of people. I had both hands clamped over my cock, but my bare arse was exposed. Hands grabbed and spanked me as I ran. Making it back to the bar I quickly chucked my clothes back on. Marie winked at me as she clapped and hollered with the rest.

Ash was giggling and mouthed a "thank you" to me. Amina wasn't laughing, she had a slightly aroused look on her face and still stared at me. When she caught my gaze she blushed slightly but continued to keep eye contact and smile coyly.

"Oh year, she doesn't fancy you at all," whispered Marie in my ear sarcastically.

I gave her a peck on the lips and she gave me an amused expression. It was a great night, everyone was having a good time. Highlights of the night included Mick arm-wrestling Ash and Amina together. Roberto singing a stirring rendition of "Il mondo" by Jimmy Fontana. Amina came out of her shell as the night wore on. She even sang Madonna's 'like a virgin' on karaoke, to rapt applause from the room. In fairness, she had a lovely voice and did a few duets with Roberto.

Towards the end of the night, Amina came up to speak to me at the bar. Marie had gone out back to grab something.

"Does it bother you seeing your classmate dance like that?" she asked inquisitively, all signs of temerity gone.

Ash and Mick were enjoying a close embrace on the dance floor, Ash

was grinding herself up against Mick, pulling his hands to roam over her body.

"No, why? She's nineteen and Mick is a great guy, they deserve to have a bit of fun," I said genuinely, smiling at her.

"Fun like you and Marie had earlier?” Amina said mischievously, looking at me intensely.

"I didn't know if you would bring that up," I said a little nervously.

"I have to say it took me by surprise at first, but I quickly started to enjoy what I saw," she said with a slight alcoholic slur. She was leaning over the bar and I could smell it on her breath.

"Maybe you want to slow down the drink a bit, here have some water." I offered helpfully, aware of her beautiful eyes boring into me.

I handed her a glass bottle of water. Taking it she took a big gulp, a small amount dribbled from the corners of her mouth. I tracked the drips as they ran slowly down her neck and across the tops of her little tits.

As I looked up Amina was smiling devilishly. She started circling the end of the bottle with the tip of her tongue, very suggestively.

I had been drinking pretty heavily myself and felt drawn to this little tease. When she wasn't being shy, she looked so much like my ex it was distracting.

"Can I get a spin?" Amina said sweetly. Staring at me and holding a note between her fingers.

I took it and our fingers touched. She moved her fingers to gently stroke the back of my hand.

"I hope I get the treat I want," she said coyly.

I span the wheel hoping it wouldn't stop on one particular spot. Unfortunately, it did.

"Bingo, a kiss from the staff, I wonder who I will choose?" she said smirking, pretending to think.

"How about Roberto?" I said hurriedly, craning my neck to try and see him.

"He's sweet but I want a kiss from management I think," she said slyly as she came behind the bar.

I was backed into a corner, looking around in case Marie was coming back, I decided to do It quickly. I gave her a quick peck on the lips, but she launched her arms around my neck and pulled my face in for a long passionate snog. Sticking her tongue in my mouth, I instinctively sucked it and kissed her back.

I don't know how long it lasted but it ended with someone clearing their throat.

"Ahem, Hassan can you come and show me where you want these boxes stacked."

It was Marie, and she had a face of thunder. Amina let go of me and melted back into the throng, looking sheepish. Marie turned her back and I followed her into a back room.

"What the fuck was that!" Marie shouted at me gesticulating like a true Italian.

"She paid for a spin, It landed on the kiss staff section, she just launched herself at me. I tried to get Roberto but she wouldn't it's not my fault," I said a bit pathetically as she stood, arms crossed foot taping.

"stupido uomo, in giusto avvertimento, più e non faremo mai più Sesso" she spat in Italian. She softened a bit when she saw my childlike confused expression.

"That's all the action you will be getting from her, I won't share and I don't take sloppy seconds," she said sternly.

I held out my hands to hug her and she reluctantly leaned into me.

"You said we weren't exclusive," I started to say.

"We're not, we weren't, I don't know, I just don't want to share you with her that's all," she said rapidly.

"Ok," I said simply as I held her tight and squeezed her, she smelt of flowery perfume.

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It was getting late, most people had either slunk off to the bedrooms or else staggered home. I noticed Mick and Ash had headed upstairs, hand in hand. Roberto and Mick shared a room next to mine in the loft, rather than sleep in the throng of backpackers. Marie had a small room on the other side of mine opposite Amina and Ash.

I was surprised when Amina and Roberto followed not long after, also holding hands. Maybe, he could be the focus of her attention. Marie seemed to think so, she certainly appeared to relax more, after seeing them leave.

We stayed behind to see the stragglers out, quickly clean the bar and lock up. Marie walked over to me, once it was done, and gave me a big hug.

"I'm sorry about earlier, I don't have any right to be jealous," said Marie quietly.

She was referring to when we first met. Marie and her dude had come to Penang with a couple of friends. They stayed at our hostel and both I and Antonio fancied her. Antonio got there first and they started dating. She fell hard and fast for him. It was devastating when she found him sleeping around with other girls from in the hostel. I was there to comfort her as a friend and then Antonio left leaving me to run the Hostel as a silent partner.

We started sleeping together after a drunken night. I tried to make the relationship more substantial. She said she wanted us to remain in a "friends with benefits" situation. Scared of being hurt again.

"its fine, your dude is probably fucking the thought of me, out of her head right now," I said enthusiastically.

"Ewww that's a great image thanks, I'm tired, mind if we have a rain check on that replay from earlier?" Marie said wearily.

I kissed her and said I was planning on taking the girls to Batu Ferringhi beach tomorrow if she fancied coming. She agreed, gave me a good night kiss, and sauntered upstairs.

After locking up I climbed up the three flights of stairs, to the loft. On the way, I heard the unmistakable sounds of shagging coming from the bedrooms. I didn't look forward to hearing the sounds of Ash and Mick getting freaky next door. As I got to my room I could only hear muffled voices from next door. I put some earplugs in, just in case, and drifted off to sleep.

I was having an amazing dream, Marie's hot wet mouth was sliding down my cock. Her tongue was circling the tip as Amina had done to the bottle and it sent shivers through me. I pictured Marie sliding her mouth down. I felt her teeth grating my shaft. Strange she never did that in real life. My hands brushed through her plaited hair.

She crawled up my body, firmly grasped my cock and started pumping it slowly. I started waking up to the realization that this wasn't a dream. In the darkness, I saw the vague outline of Marie sitting on my thighs pumping my cock. She must have had second thoughts about that rain check.

I was still half asleep as she place my cock under her hot tight entrance. This was quick, usually, we like a bit more foreplay. She slowly lowered herself, engulfing my cock in her velvety, wetness. She was so much tighter than earlier, as she sank a few inches and then rose.

My eyes started to adapt to the darkness. I could make out the shape of her body, her petite frame with two small pert tits. As I looked up into her beautiful face I froze, It wasn't Marie. Amina was slowly rising a few inches up and down on my cock, moaning slightly.

I was in shock I didn't know what to do. Her eyes were closed, one hand grasping her small breast. The other hand steadied herself on my leg. This was wrong I needed to stop her, but the feeling of her tight pussy plunging on my cock was mesmerizing. I slide my hands onto her legs to pull her off. They just held on to her hips, helping her fuck me harder and faster.

She seemed to have warmed herself thoroughly. Her Juices coated my cock allowing me to slide effortlessly into her tight pussy. I was fully awake now l, the realization of what was happening finally hit me. The sight of her naked body in the moonlight, writhing in pleasure as she fucked me, was so intense. I thought of Marie and then I acted. I sat up to pull Amina off me. She just chucked her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. I pulled away.

"Stop, we shouldn't do this," I said as she continued to grind her clit into me. My cock is fully inside her now. She was moaning louder and didn't respond.

With an effort, I pulled her off me and stood up.

"I'm, sorry we can't do this, you need to leave," I said forcefully.

"I know you enjoyed that," she said breathlessly without hesitation, smirking slightly.

"I'm sorry, we can't do this please go," I insisted again.

My resolve was waning as she stood up and walked towards me. Her naked body reflected what little light there was in the room. A small petite frame. Cute little tits about half a handful, with small erect nipples. She had a flat toned stomach and her shapely legs ended in a completely shaved pussy.

In the moonlight, she looked stunning and my cock was betraying me. Still, rock hard wanting to re-enter her.

"I know you like it, what's the harm with a little fun. I won't tell," Amina said as she reached out and held by hard cock, stroking it slowly.

I closed my eyes at her touch. Part of me wanted to throw her up against a wall and fuck her, hard. Then I thought of Marie again. With great difficulty, I placed my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her away. She smirked, not perturbed at all.

She allowed me to guide her to the door. She bent over to pick up a blanket. The sight of her flushed, moist pussy almost made me falter. Covering herself in the blanket she blew me a kiss and walked out of the room.

My head was spinning. What had just happened? I felt the feelings of shame and guilt bubble inside me. But this wasn't my fault. I didn't do anything wrong did I? Yes I should have stopped it sooner. As soon as I woke up, but don't I at least get some points for eventually resisting. Marie wouldn't see it that way. I realized If I wanted to be more official with her, I could not let this situation occur again. I also could not allow her to find out. I would have to speak to Amina and beg her to keep quiet. Why Roberto of couldn’t got her in bed and kept her there?

I couldn't sleep, I kept picturing Amina's lithe, sexy body riding my hard cock. When the sun rose I went downstairs to open up and get things ready for the day. I hoped to catch Amina on her own before we left, just to talk things through. Unfortunately, Ash insisted on helping me, effectively shadowing me the whole time. She had a spring in her step, no doubt caused by Mick.

"Someone's chipper," I said as she grabbed me from behind, and gave me a friendly kiss on the neck.

"And why wouldn't I be? I'm in one of the most beautiful places in the world, with the world's best big dude," she said warmly.

"Where's Amina this morning?" I asked trying to sound casual.

"She's still wiped from last night I think. She doesn't often drink that much. Not sure what happened to her last night. She was with Roberto, then in the middle of the night she disappeared," she said in an off-hand way.

So Amina had spent some time in Roberto's bed last night before sneaking into mine.

We packed up the car and waited for the others to come down. Roberto was manning the fort today, allowing Mick to join us for the day.

We were ready to go when Amina, bounced down the stairs. She wore a striking blue bikini under a green sarong. Her hair was worn in two tight braids. She smiled slyly as she walked up and went to hug me. I tensed up.

"Not shy, now are we? Surely we're at least on hugging terms, after last night," she said mischievously.

"We need to talk about that, it shouldn't have happened. It won't happen again. Can't we just forget it?" I asked lamely.

"Forget? It's burned in my mind, I look at it as a missed opportunity. Maybe if we had finished to competition. I would be able to draw a line under it," she said.

Amina was delicately twiddling the end of one of her braids, smiling naughtily. I think I preferred it when she wouldn't give me eye contact.

I looked into her big, beautiful eyes directly, "No I'm sorry, you’re very lovely, but I'm with Marie," I said firmly.

"We'll see about that," she said as she walked past me to speak to Ash.

I watched her go, little pert bum cheeks visible through the near sheer sarong.

"Nice view isn't it?" Came a voice from behind me.

I turned seeing Marie smiling teasingly.

"I don't mind you looking I have to admit she's rocking that look," she said in her vibrant Italian accent.

"You look nice," I said admiring her from head to toe.

Her dark chocolate hair was tied in a long plait. Her insanely hot, curvy body was partially covered, in a sexy sheer white beach dress. Her tanned olive skin glowed and her tits strained in a white bikini.

"Thanks, guess you're going to be spoilt for choice for eye candy today aren't you," she winked. Looking me up and down her brow furrowed slightly.

"You look tired, rough night’s sleep?" She asked, slightly concerned.

"Erm no, I mean, yes I didn't sleep well," I said hurriedly.

"Have a nap at the beach, play your cards right, and you may have another sleepless night tonight," she smiled devilishly. Giving me a peck on the cheek.

The drive to the beach took about an hour and a half. Marie sat upfront with me, this left Mick squeezed between Ash and Amina. He didn't seem to mind, Ash was snuggling into him as he rested his hand on her thigh.

Amina kept catching my eye in the rearview mirror. Sly smiles and knowing looks every time I caught her looking at me. Marie was chatting away to her mum in Italian on the phone, oblivious to it.

We spent all day at the beach, playing girls vs boys’ volleyball, Amina and Marie got quite competitive. In the sea, Marie climbed onto my shoulders, and we had a wrestling match against Ash and Mick. Amina watched from the sidelines. When she said she would play the winner, Marie launched herself off me and tackled Ash into the sea. They both came to the surface, spluttering but laughing. Amina looked a little disgruntled at sitting on Mick's shoulders, rather than mine.

The feel of Marie's firm thighs, clamped around my neck reminded me of the last time I went down on her. She had tasted so good, a musky coppery taste. I enjoyed using the tip of my tongue to slowly probe her wet entrance. She had grabbed the back of my head, pushing me firmly into her, and then clamped her muscled thighs tightly. I thought my head would pop, but I didn't stop my tongue until she let go of me and pulled away.

I was snapped back to the present, by screams coming from Ash. She was cheering on Amina and Marie. Mick and I struggled against the surf, as the girls wrestled. I was worried they would be too aggressive with each other. Like two spotted hyenas, fighting for a mate. They were laughing and play-fighting, with zero signs of enmity.

Marie won in the end, we all toppled into the surf and swam before getting out, and sunbathing to dry off. I lay next to Marie as she sunbathed on her front. My eyes roamed over her perfectly tanned olive skin, hidden under my sunglasses. She had two little moles on her left bum cheek, I hadn't noticed that before. Her breathing was long and deep, which only occurs when someone is in contented sleep.

Mick was laying a couple of meters to Marie's right, with Ash on the other side of him. He had his back to us, as he and my classmate talked, laughed and generally flirted with each other. Amina had gone for a walk, when she returned, she set her towel down centimeters from mine.

Sitting down she started applying suntan lotion to her shapely legs. I watched her out of the corner of my eye, under my shades. She started massaging her calves, rubbing lotion into the skin. Slipping her oily hands up her thighs, she briefly grazed the cloth of her blue bikini bottoms. I watched mesmerized as she circled her hands. Kneading and massaging her legs. She moved up to her flat stomach. Dripping oil from a height and rubbing It everywhere. My cock was stirring as she rubbed her hands up over her bikini-clad tits.

Part of me wanted to help massage that oil on her body. She knew it too, I caught her smiling and giving me furtive glances. She must have felt my gaze under the glasses. Fully oiled up Amina laid back on her towel, body glistening in the sun. She was only a few centimeters away from me, her fingers lightly brushed my hand.

"I know what you're trying to do and it won't work," I said, just loud enough for her to hear.

"I'm not sure I know what you mean," Amina said with a grin.

She took her hand away from mine started to trace her finger over her oiled skin. Starting from her waist, tracking up her side and over her right breast.

My mouth watered as she suggestively brushed her fingertips over her concealed nipples. My cock was visibly bulging my swimming shorts and I caught Amina glancing at it.

"Like what you see? You know you only have to ask for a closer look," she smirked.

I took a book out and tried to ignore her. After about half an hour Ash and Mick decided to go for a swim. Amina took this opportunity to turn on to her front.

"Mind doing my behind?" she giggled, wiggling her bum a little.

"That's not a good idea," I said glancing over at Marie still sleeping.

"Come on, it's just oil. Or maybe I should ask Marie and explain why you’re so reluctant," she said mischievously.

"Why are you doing this, what have I ever done to you?" I said slightly annoyed.

"I think you know what you did honey, and you know how to solve the problem. Do me a favor and I'll do one for you," she said coyly.

I looked at her disgruntled. Maybe if I quickly oiled her, she would be more amenable to keeping things quiet. Picking up the bottle of oil squirted onto her back and started to quickly and roughly run it into her skin.

Amina sat up and turned on her side.

"Come on Hassan, do it right. I promise I'll be a good girl for the rest of the trip," she said pouting and fluttering her eyelids.

I looked over at Marie starring from her sleep she turned over and started slowly snoring again. Amina settled back onto her front as I positioned myself to her side. The oil made her skin glisten in the sunlight. I used both hands to slowly rub oil into her shoulders. Fingers slipped around her long neck, thumbs rubbed circles on her shoulder blades. The gentle massage drew a little contented sigh.

My hands moved down her slim body, coating every inch of skin in oil, massaging and probing everywhere. My hands slipped under the thin straps of her bikini. Fingertips lightly brushed the sides of her breasts. My cock started to stir as I felt her soft warm skin. I moved down her back, sliding around her waist. Amina was sighing and wiggling her body a little. I was starting to tent my board shorts a little as I looked at her body, she was so hot.

Amina jiggled her bum, indicating it required attention. At this point, I didn't need direction. My hands groped and kneaded her pert bum. Spreading her cheeks and ensuring the oil seeped everywhere. I was lost in the erotic atmosphere of the scenario. My hand slipped between her thighs which parted to allow me access.

I glanced around to make sure we weren't being observed. Mike and Amber were still mucking around in the water. It looked like her legs were wrapped around his waist and they were gentle kissing. Marie was still snoozing next to us. I wanted to slide my hand up to her pussy, but in the back of my mind, I thought of Marie. Instead, I moved my hands rubbed her thighs, oiling and massaging them.

Maire grunted and started to stir. I quickly sat back in my spot and held my book up pretending to read. Amina was smirking at me, rolling her eyes.

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The trip back was uneventful. Amber and Mick were practically in each other pockets. Amina still tried to engage me in eye contact. Staring at me every time I looked in the mirror. When we got back Roberto greeted us we a scowl.

"Antonio's here, he wants to talk to you," Roberto said with a grim look. He hadn't forgiven Antonio for hurting his classmate.

We all walked into the bar and I introduced him to my classmate and Amina. He was a six-foot Italian stallion, with dark olive skin, slick black hair and always smelt of almonds.

"Lovely to meet you," he said in his thick Italian accent as he took my classmate's hand.

When he spoke to Amina he kissed her hand and said.

"la tua bellezza è mozzafiato"

She beamed at him and her eyes flashed. I felt a little jealous as he flirted with her. Then when Maria walked in he dropped Amina's hand and turned to Maria.

He went to give her a hug which she reluctantly returned. He asked if he could take her to dinner for old time's sake and to apologize for the past. She said she would think about it.

"Why you here Ant?" I asked, distracting him from Marie.

He hated the nickname Ant and I enjoyed seeing it still needled him.

"Business my friend let us go and have a drink yes?" he said with a false smile.

We went to a bar and he explained everything. He was broke. He had recently lost his job in Italy and needed to free up some money. He wanted me to buy his half of the hostel. He knew I couldn't afford to do that so he said the only solution was to sell the whole thing and split the money.

The property market had taken a tumble in recent years and I stood to lose a lot of money. Not to mention my home. It got a bit heated as I tried to persuade him to give me time. He was here for a fortnight after that he would put the place up for sale if I couldn't pay.

The next day I found out that Marie was going to lunch with Antonio. I was still pissed with him from last night and Marie and I argued.

"Why are you even entertaining the idea of lunch with him? He’s a twat," I said

"I know but he wants to apologize for before," Marie said, not looking up from cleaning glasses at the bar.

"That doesn't take lunch, anyway what does it matter if he apologizes will that make it better?" I said the anger seething in me.

"Of course it matters, repentance is the first step to forgiveness," she replied.

"Don't give that crap, he doesn't care about repentance of forgiveness, he wants to try his luck again" I spat back.

Religion was the only thing Maire and I had disagreed on. I was an atheist where she was semi-catholic. The semi being, she fucked before marriage but prayed for forgiveness.

"I'm not an idiot, I know what he's like its just one meal. It will help me if I could forgive him," she was sincere and it pissed me off.

It wasn't one meal though. After lunch that day they had dinner the following night and lunch on the third day of his visit.

I tried to talk to Marie, Roberto tried but she wouldn't listen. She insisted it was just as friends. She had forgiven him and now they were just catching up. I didn't believe her. She started to distance herself from me, she wouldn't let me hold her or kiss her anything. She claimed to be tired or distracted but I guessed Antonio was feeling his way make into her mind.

On Friday night, I heard from Mick that he was picking Marie up from the Hostel bar for dinner again. I went downstairs to confront him. He was sitting at the bar talking to Amina. She was leaning over the bar as he talked to her. He stroked little circles on her hand and drew different symbols. It was a pulling technique he used.

Amina was lapping it up and giggling. I walked up to them expecting Antonio to stop, he didn't. He just looked over, smiled and carried on.

"Amina can you help Amber in the stock room please," I said firmly. She looked like she wanted to say something but then walked away.

"You're a piece of shit you know that?" I said to Antonio. The anger swelling in me.

"What's up mate saving her for yourself?" Antonio said with a smirk.

I hit him. I hadn't intended to but everything built up inside and I lashed out. He fell from his stall and crashed to the floor. I turned to walk away I only got a couple of steps when something heavy cracked into my back. She had thrown the stall at me. We were alone in the bar and he stood up wiped some blood from his lip and charged at me.

I wasn't much of a fighter and I'm this wasn't a fight more like a brawl. We each got a few good hits in. I got the upper hand lost my cool. Straddling him I punched him hard in the face breaking his nose. Blood poured from it. I heard a scream behind me and felt strong hands grabbing me and pulling me off.

I looked around the bar. It was a mess, broken glass and blood everywhere. Mick was holding me firmly with Amber behind him looking shocked. Marie was on the stairs crying, she ran past and helped Antonio up and try to leave the bar. I tried to call after her but Mick pulled me back.

I explained to Amber and Mick what happened, they didn't think it justified me hitting him. On reflection, I agreed. I felt awful and needed to talk to Marie. But she didn't come back to the Hostel that night. That pissed me off, I was sure she was with Antonio, nursing his wounds, letting him worm his way into her head.

The next day Marie was nowhere to be seen. She had come by to pack some things and gone to stay with friends for a couple of days. I guessed the friend was Antonio. A little sore and sorry for myself, I grabbed a bottle of rum and went to my room. I got lonely after a few hours and went to find Mick or Roberto for company. The hostel was mostly deserted, with just a few hangers-on. Walking through the bar I heard a voice.

"Hey, if you're looking for the guys they've gone out I was just locking up," came a voice from the dark.

From around the corner came Amina. She walked towards me slowly.

"Shit j just wanted someone to have a quiet drink with," I said pathetically.

"Well come on then, I may not be one of the guys but at least I'm here," she said taking my hand.

We stopped to pick up a bottle of rum and a couple of shot glasses. She held my hand and led me to my bedroom. Closing the door behind her. We sat on my bed and she poured some drinks.

"What's going on Hassan, is there anything I can do?" she asked me tenderly holding my hand.

I explained the full history of Antonio, Marie and the fact he wanted his half of the business.

"And now everyone's pissed off with me for hitting him," I said limply.

"It did seem a bit of an extreme reaction. I wouldn't worry about it. It will blow over," she put an arm around my shoulder and pulled me in for a hug.

Her small petit frame felt warm and soft as I held her close. She smelt like strawberries and I felt some of the tension leave my body.

"What you need is a massage wait hear," Amina jumped up before I could say anything and bolted from the room. A moment later she had returned with a tube of massage oil.

"Come on lay down and I’ll give you a massage," she said confidently.

I knew this was a bad idea. Seeing me conflicted, she informed me she was a licensed masseuse. I took my shirt off and lay down as she asked. She put some tranquil music on her phone and squirted some oil onto my back. It had a sweet botanical smell. Using both hands she slowly started to rub my shoulders. She was very good, I felt the knots and tension leave my body. She moved down to my sides and lower back caressing and rubbing every part of my upper torso.

"See you need this, just relax and let me look after you," she whispered in my ear.

I was in no position to argue. She moved her hands down to my legs rubbing up against each calve up to my shorts. I drifted off into a contented sleep. I quickly woke when I felt her oiled hands on my waist undoing the top button of my shorts. I pretended to stay asleep and she smoothly pulled them down off my legs. I tended to go commando and today was no different.

"What are you doing?" I whispered into the dark.

"Shh" came her response as she squeezed oil onto my arse. She started gliding her hands over my skin she paid a lot of attention to my rear. Kneading it, groping it and sliding her hands down the creases where my arse met the tops of my legs. It was an amazing sensation. I lay naked in the dark with oily hands roaming every inch of your body, well nearly every inch. My cock grew with the expectation that it soon would be receiving some attention.

I felt a little guilty about Marie but I was still angry at her. If she was with Antonio now, what did it matter?

I got a surprise when I felt a pair of firm legs straddle my waist. I tried to turn my head to lock but a handheld it down stroking my hair. Amina slipped her body back rising over my arse and settling on my legs. I felt her body lay down on top of me. I had no doubt she was now naked. When did that happen? I opened my eyes and let them adjust to the dark. Amina started moving her body rubbing it across mine, covering herself in oil.

I felt a pair of small, tits with pert hard nipples squash into my back. She slipped up and down my back rubbing her tits all over me. I felt her pelvis push into my arse and I had to raise and adjust my hard cock.

"This is so fucking hot, wanna turn over?" she whispered nibbling my ear.

Fuck yes I did. Twisting and turning until I was on my back. What I saw above me nearly made my heart stop. Amina's petit figure was getting drenched in massage oil. She rubbed it into her every part of her body. Coating her small tits, gliding her palms over them and rubbing her nipples. Sitting on my thighs she squirted oil onto my chest.

I ran my hands along her oily thighs as she coated my torso in sweet-smelling oil. I slide my hands up her thighs squeezing and caressing them as she moved her oily hands down my body to my cock. I was so hard for her now, my cock was throbbing, aching for her touch. Coating her hands in oil she bit her lip as she slide both hands down. I was fucking intense. Slowly stroking my cock coating it in oil, Amina looked into my eyes and smiled sweetly.

"I've been waiting to get this back in me for so long," she said as she slid forward grinding her pussy into my crotch. She coated my cock in a mix of oil and her juices, she was already so wet. I placed my hands on her hips and helped her move slowly grinding into each other. Sliding my hands over her bum I cupped and squeezed it like she had mine. She fell forward slowly and kissed me.

It was a deep passionate kiss, I sucked her bottom lip in and nibbled it which drew a soft moan. Her oily body ground into me and my cock splayed her pussy lips. She moved forward holding the tip of my cock to her hot entrance. Wasting no time she stuck my thick, oiled cock into her wet pussy. I expected her to like it hard and rough. It was surprising when she just slowly slide her body forward and back.

Rubbing her tits up and down my slick body like before. She would slide a few inches up my cock and then slip back down. We broke our kiss as she rested her forehead on mine breathing heavily. My hands on her arse helped her slip up and down me as we settled into a slow rhythm.

Amina moaned into the dark as we fucked slowly and sensuously. I lent my head down and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth tasting the sweet oil. Her moans intensified as I licked and nibbled her nipples. Raising onto her arms she started to pick up the pace thrusting back onto my cock harder and harder. Sounds of moaning and squelching filled the room as our oiled bodies collided.

"Oh fuck that's good, Ooo yes baby like that," she moaned.

I pulled down her neck to kiss her soft lips. Holding her hips I took control and started thrusting up into her. I was so deep in her my balls slapped against her skin. I hammered my cock into her tight wet pussy causing her to scream out with pleasure. I could feel her getting close, feelings of pleasure rising to a crescendo.

Her whole body shuddered as the waves of pleasure washed over her. I paused for a moment letting her enjoy the sensation. I pulled her in for a kiss muffling her moans. She rested on top of me for a moment.

My cock was still inside her and needed release. I slowly started gyrating my hips, moving my cock inside her. Amina moaned quietly into my neck as my hand traced symbols in the oil on her back. Pushing up into a sitting position she sank on my cock.

It was her turn to take control. She fucked herself on my cock rising and slamming down rapidly. I pawed at her body, rubbing her tits, sliding my hand down to stimulate her clit.

I wasn't going to last much longer, the smells sounds and sensations combing to push me to the edge. Amina could sense it.

"You close baby? I want to taste you let me know when," she moaned between heavy breaths.

After a few short moments, I pulled her off me and she moved down to engulf my cock with her hot mouth. She bobbed down on cock twice and feeling the base of cock contract, I shot warm cum down her throat. She held my cock in her mouth and swallowed every drop.

She licked my cock clean and then crawled up my body to lay on me. I held her close and stroked her arm. We lay there contently until we drifted off to sleep.

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I was alone when I woke up, with a thumping headache. The oil coating my body had dried into a sticky residue. I grabbed a quick shower and bundled my oily bedsheets. Heading down to the bar I chucked my sheets in the wash. Abby and mick were behind the bar cleaning, there was no sign of Amina.

"Hey, he lives, how are you doing bud?" Mick said handing me a bottle of water.

"I'll survive," I said in a croaky voice.

"Maries back, she's in her room," Abby said coming round to give me a quick hug.

I vaguely wondered if she had seen Amina leave my room, or had any idea what happened last night.

I decided to go and see her. Knocking on the door I wondered what I would say to her.

"Come in," came a quiet voice.

As I walked in I noticed the bed was made and her suitcase hadn't been opened. Marie was just sitting on her bed, she looked up and smiled.

"Hi, want to sit," she said patting a place next to her.

"How's Antonio," I asked bluntly. My head hurt and I had no desire for beating around the bush.

She looked at me confusedly.

"I don't know he left a couple of days ago," she said.

It was my turn to be confused. She explained that she had been staying with her friend Lucy whilst things cooled off. She knew I didn't like her seeing Antonio. Then she handed me an envelope.

Opening I read the deeds to Antonio's half of the Hostel. It had her name on the bottom. I looked into her eyes stunned.

"That's what the meetings were for. The first evening we had dinner he told me everything," she spoke quickly trying to explain everything.

"I wanted to buy it but wasn't sure I could get the money together. I had to keep going to lunch and dinner to keep him open to the idea," she said holding my hand squeezing it tight.

I felt terrible, I had miss judged her and jumped to the worse conclusion so quickly. She lent forward and kissed me.

"I hope you don't mind I know you wouldn't have been able to afford it. You love this place and I love you so I had to do it," she said resting her head on my shoulder. Nuzzling her head into my neck.

She had never said that to me before. I found at that moment I felt so much love for her I held her tight and told her I loved her too.

Amina and Abby left a couple of days later. I took them to the airport and helped them carry their bags to check-in. Abby was a bit upset about leaving Mick giving me a teary hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Don't be a stranger big dude, come and see me some time," she said turning to check-in.

Amina hugged me and whispered into my ear.

"I had a lovely trip, thank you. If you want it to last with Marie, tell her about the other night. I'm sure she will be fine," she gave me a peck on the cheek and then followed my classmate.

I did eventually tell Marie. She was upset and shouted at me in Italian. But after a few days, she understood how it happened and forgave me. We still enjoy our life in Penang, I see Abby a few times a year. I never saw Amina again but I'll always have the memories.