His snakes. I love snakes – the way they coil in your hands, a flex of hard muscle – the sleek skin, the coolness. Caligula – four feet of yellow-barred black kingsnake, lithe, seeking, friendly as hell – he'd slither right up your arm, squeeze it politely, and chuck his head under your chin. Leopold was wilder – he came in after – but another king, cool and regal. Gladys, well – I wasn't a big fan. A ball python. She was just ... diminished next to those two royal bad boys. But they were good snakes –friendly, inquisitive questing coils.
But a snake has a brain like what, the size of a pea?
All them bit him. None of them bit me.
9.
Just a word of advice - trust no man who has a list of cute pet names for every part of the female anatomy and physical action involving it. Can you have a rational conversation with a man who can't just call a spade a fucking spade? He was so afraid of licking cunt that he had four different and equally stupid names for something he hardly ever managed anyway.
Welcome to the interpretation of signs. Names are control.
8.
The statistics. Fucking hell, the endless statistics. When you see this in anyone, run like fuck.
His IQ. Some moron made the mistake of telling him, at an early age, that he had an IQ "a few points short of genius." Of course he also told me at another time that it was 152, 153, something like that – well short of the magic 180 me darlin'. But hell, why play this by his rules? The deal is, the number was the thing to him. He'd been measured and found brilliant. And from that point forward adoration was a divine right. Whether he was 153, 180, or 227, he kept this vision of himself as he bombed two semesters in a row with a 0.0 GPA (absolutely gospel truth), chain-smoked his way through ignoring a family history of emphysema, and worked his way to what would be – ah, the joys of several years' hindsight now – a career position amongst the floor staff at Denny's.
The key thing to remember, of course, is the dedication and intent sophistry with which he explained to me, earnestly and at length, and certainly as frequently as could well be managed, how much more intelligent he was than I. It's all there in the number.
Oh, and his dick. Why not get this out in the open? Yes, the magic 8.0 had been achieved, and as with so many other things, the numbers spoke for themselves. Free pass. No payment required. Here is my magic wand, come kiss the rod of rulership.
Honestly? It was a fucking ugly piece of meat. Less is occasionally more.
7.
Oh, we're still on statistics. Because how can one forget the scorecards? How many. How often. How many at once. I never met anyone with such a total, numerical, and instantaneous recall of how many people he'd fucked, where when and how. I would not have been in the least surprised to hear that he knew exactly and precisely how often with every one of them. I was only surprised that when you turned him over, there wasn't a counter ticking away at the base of his skull. Ding!
Comparisons are odious. Inevitable. How often had I? How often had she? How many times did he get what he wanted? Wasn't he giving me that full 8 inches? Multiplied by precisely 123 times since April the first (I shit you not, a little joke from the heavens; lost it all on April Fool's Day) equals you owe me 984 inches times an average thrusting rate of once per second over a typical duration of two and half minutes minus whatever time I spent in your mouth convert to minutes spent in acceding to my own particular demands. Yeah. It was a lot like that.
6.
Orgasms also carefully weighed, measured, counted, and found wanting. Thanks for teaching me to fake it.
5.
His love of Sam Kinnison. A fat, annoying, misogynistic bastard whose idea of oral technique was the letters of alphabet (one size fits all!) and who believed that his "discovery" was an observation on which he might justifiably plume his ego. God, were they made for each other.
4.
Pressure, pressure, pressure. Who can resist a naïve 19 on her first love anyway? Or rather, who can resist how little she can resist? It's a mark of the nature of young love (stupid, stupid, stupid) that even when my head screamed at actually hearing the words "if you loved me, you would," my stupidity managed to hit the override switch and say quite soberly, "maybe he's right."
Hey, thanks for always asking when we'd just fucked. (Ahahahaha I used to call it "making love." Isn't that cute?)
3.
The constant hurry. What was the freaking hurry? Hell, I was young and stupid; I would have balled you from dusk to dawn and sat there looking all gooey-eyed and adoring when it was done. But always the frigging hurry. (And oh yeah, I'm talking to you now, Don boy. Very long time no viddy.)
Thanks for that great line, by the way. You know. Oh, come on big boy, sure you do. That first time? When I asked you to stop? And you said "it's too late," like your cock was suddenly irrevocable? Fabulous.
But when you finally did get what you wanted – sort of what you wanted, because you wanted her to want you, and she wasn't there for you, was she? – well, maybe you were right to hurry then. Wouldn't want me to think too long about it. Wouldn't want me to think too much about her. Frankly, baby, it was wise not to give me too long to ponder what was really bothering me – the soft scent of her tender cunt, or your dick prodding at me while I tried to get to grips with it all. Because her nipples were these delicate dark aching blossoms, hard and tight and sweet. God, they were good. And her breasts – smooth, white, full, so much riper than I would have thought, and I wanted to suck them all night. She was little, tiny compared to me. I still remember walking her back to her dorm across campus, laughing when she asked if I wasn't afraid to walk alone with a dyke. We had the same name. I could have broken her in my hand. She always fancied me.
Why the fuck did it take you, you smug, self-worshipping prick, to get me with her? Why didn't I listen when she said gently, over and over, that maybe it would be better if you stepped into another room for a little. Maybe we'd all enjoy it more.
Christ, two of us would have.
2.
Making me into you. You son of a bitch. Even when I was laying between her legs, drowning in the touch of her soft white thighs and the brush of her breasts against my head, tasting her and loving it – God, loving it – I was making the letters of the fucking alphabet. I am such a worthless piece of shit. She was beautiful. Curling hair, little white hands that tried to coax me up, eyes that were tender and sorry for me. It was her eyes that were beautiful, not that you've got the fucking ghost of an idea what that means. You were sitting right on the bed watching, and like every shade and description of fucking idiot I gave a shit about what you thought, and not about her. Lily. Let me go back to you. Give me that moment again. I will put my head in your guiding hands, forget his stupid, stupid lessons, and give you my humility and what little I have left of the sweetness, I swear, I was born with.
1.
I wish there'd been more. That I'd given you more. I wish. But – with him, I think of you. That much I still have for myself: the taste of you, and your eyes a day later when you told me that if he loved me, he wouldn't. And that you. Wouldn't. Not again. Not like that. Not until it was only us. Alone.
Should have done it, Lily. Should have done.
Monday, September 15, 2008
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I sat at a table with my old friends, sipping a cocktail and talking about the last ten years of our lives. Some of us had kept close and others had drifted away, but here we found each other and it was like we had never left. Our ten-year high school reunion brought us back to the days of senior year - except now most of us had spouses and excellent jobs.
I was talking with my best friend when I heard a deep voice behind me exclaim, “Allison?”
I turned around and came face to face with my high school sweetheart, Matt. My heart skipped a beat as it always had at the sight of his tall, lean body, and I smiled, exclaiming, “Matt, hi! How are you?”
After exchanging pleasantries, he swept me into a hug, saying, “I haven’t seen you in so long, Al.”
I smiled and turned to the striking woman next to him. I held out my hand, saying, “Hi, I’m Allison. You must be Matt’s wife!”
She responded in an equally friendly tone, “Yes, I’m Lisa. I’ve heard so much about you, it’s great to meet you.”
My husband, John, came up behind me and kissed my cheek. I presented him to Matt and Lisa, and the four of us were soon engaged in conversation. All too soon, the night was over, and as we were parting at the door, Matt called, “It’s been so great to see you again, let’s go out to dinner this week and catch up some more.”
We quickly agreed, and parted ways, promising to go out that Wednesday evening.
We selected a small, private, excellent Italian restaurant for our night out, and Matt and Lisa came to pick us up. We ordered appetizers and wine and began to chat about work. John and Lisa discovered that they both worked in marketing and started comparing strategies, while Matt and I reminisced about the old days and gossiped about old friends.
During dinner, I kept looking up and noticing Matt staring my way, and each time he’d quickly look away and become suddenly very interested in his meal. I had had 3 glasses of wine by this time, and was feeling less inhibited than usual, so I carefully slid my foot out of my black heeled sandal and lightly rubbed his leg. He started and looked up at me, and I smiled and shrugged softly, as if to say, “I can’t help myself.” Matt slowly began to turn the topic of conversation, and we soon found ourselves comparing our honeymoons and our sexual experiences. Several minutes later, my foot had worked its way up to Matt’s thigh, and Matt burst out, “John, I am still incredibly attracted to your wife, I’m so sorry, I just can’t help it.”
John looked surprised, glanced at me, and cleared his throat. “Matt,” he said, “I have been staring at Lisa all night and fantasizing about her.”
“Really?” Matt asked, intrigued. “Well, then, if I were to propose that we all went home together – what would you think of that?”
John swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and nodded. “I’d say that’s an excellent idea…because if your sexy wife doesn’t stop teasing me soon I might just pounce on her right here.”
We quickly paid our bill and got into Matt's car. He held open the front door for me and John and Lisa slid into the back seat. He shifted into drive and began to drive toward my house. I was itching to touch him, and could feel the sexually charged atmosphere making me wet with anticipation. I was just thinking about reaching over to touch Matt's legs when I heard a moan from the back. We both turned around and Matt nearly drove off the road at what he saw. John sat, legs apart, head back, eyes closed, mouth open, and Lisa was between his legs with her mouth wrapped around his cock. Matt started and did a double take, staring at his wife’s lips stretched over another man’s cock. I had to nudge him to remind him to look at the road, and as we turned back John and Lisa’s moans became louder. I could see Matt’s cock growing under his gray pants, and I reached over and began to stroke him as he continued to drive toward home.
Matt was responding loudly to my stroking, thrusting his hips up toward my hand. I stretched out my seatbelt and leaned over, unzipping his trousers and pulling his throbbing cock out. He sighed in pleasure as I continued to stroke him, and gave a loud moan when I leaned over and took him into my mouth. The car swerved slightly as he sank into the pleasure of my mouth and I smiled up at him. He struggled to keep control of the wheel as I began tonguing his hard flesh, sucking him in and out of my mouth rapidly, trying to match Lisa’s pace in the backseat. I could hear her slurping away at my husband’s dick, and the thought of how much she must be enjoying herself was turning me on and making me suck Matt even harder.
Just as I thought the two men were going to lose control, Matt pulled into our driveway and cut the headlights. He grabbed a handful of my hair and roughly pulled me off his cock, growling, “You little tease…I can’t wait to pay you back inside.”
We got out of the car and managed to get inside, but as soon as the door shut Matt and John had Lisa and me pinned against the wall, and they were kissing us hungrily. Matt’s hands found their way up under my shirt, and he was caressing my breasts as we kissed. John suddenly swung Lisa up in his arms, her legs around his waist, and began to carry her upstairs. Matt did the same to me, going upstairs and tossing me down on our king-sized bed.
He and John switched places, John coming to me, kissing my neck and murmuring, “Are you sure you don’t mind, baby?”
I smiled and said, “Of course not!”
He returned my grin with a naughty twinkle in his eye, and before I knew it, my arms were over my head and my shirt was on the floor. His lips traveled down my neck to my chest, and his fingers unhooked my bra, giving his tongue access to my nipples. I arched my back and moaned as he bathed them with his soft tongue, intermittently sucking them into his mouth and biting gently.
I looked over and Matt was swirling his tongue in Lisa’s bellybutton. John placed a trail of little bites down my stomach, slipping his tongue under my waistband. His fingers expertly slid off my pants, leaving me in my light green mesh thong. He teasingly ran his tongue over my panties, smiling up at me as I moaned. John looked over to Matt and asked, “Do you want to pay her back for the way she tortured you before?”
Matt growled and said, “Only if you’ll promise to punish my naughty wife for what she did to you.”
Matt crawled over me and flipped me over onto my back. He began to knead my shoulders, knowing how much I love a good massage, applying just the right amount of pressure. His lips and tongue followed his hands, caressing my shoulders and middle back as I squirmed beneath him, moaning softly. His lips began to caress my very sensitive lower back, causing me to get louder, and I felt him hook his fingers into my panties and slide them off. Just as he did, he sunk his teeth into the area he had just exposed, making me jump and scream softly. He squeezed my ass, rubbing it, tracing his tongue along the extremely sensitive skin, and suddenly, SMACK! His palm came down hard, leaving a red mark on my ass.
“You little tease,” he growled, “did you think you’d get away with that torture?” SMACK! “You’re such a naughty little girl, I think daddy’s going to have to torture you back.” SMACK!
John had a different idea of how to repay Lisa. She lay with her head over the edge of the bed, naked but for a white satin g-string, her fingers under the tiny fabric, caressing herself as John slid his dick into her mouth. “I’m going to teach you to deep throat, slut,” he told her.
He began to set his own pace, thrusting in and out of her relaxed throat as if it were her pussy, loving the feel of her tongue caressing his cock and his balls slapping her chin with each thrust. She moaned as he slid his rod deeper and deeper down her throat, loving the feeling of his tip rubbing against the back of her throat. She began to move her head upwards as he thrust down, meeting him and increasing the friction and the power of his rhythm, making him groan in pleasure.
Lisa reached up and caressed his balls, tugging them gently, and John moaned loudly, crying, “Oh! Baby, I’m gonna…” and before he could even finish his sentence his words dissolved into a long, loud groan as his cock twitched and began pumping his load down her throat.
Lisa smiled to herself as she swallowed his huge load. She turned her head to watch Matt and me, grinning as Matt smacked my ass, watching him lower himself to the mattress and slowly dip his tongue into my pussy. “Mmmmm wow, kitten, you must like those spankings!” he said, letting his tongue slide up and down my slit, teasing me without penetrating or staying too long on my clit.
I moaned and arched my back and he slid his hands under me, bringing one palm up to smack my ass again as his tongue flickered over my clit. I let out a small scream of pleasure and tangled my fingers in his hair, silently begging him to end his torture and make me cum. I felt him smile, his lips curving against my slit, as he understood what I was trying to say and suddenly buried his face in my pussy, licking and sucking as he massaged my ass.
I looked at my husband, who was licking a trail down Lisa’s chest, and at the top of Matt’s chestnut head between my legs, and I felt myself spiraling higher and higher. Matt sucked my clit gently into his mouth and caressed it with his tongue and I fell over the edge, moaning, cumming all over his face and lips.
When my body finally stopped trembling from my orgasm, Matt pulled away and licked his lips, winking at me. He stood up and I felt another flood of desire wash over me as I saw his hard cock standing proudly out in front of him. He went over to Lisa and pulled her away from John, then laid back on the bed and pulled her on top of him, her pussy right over his mouth. He pleaded, “Baby, suck my cock” and buried his lips into her slit as she leaned down and took his shaft into her mouth.
John and I stood at the edge of the bed, watching as they bobbed their heads simultaneously, their moans muffled in their full mouths. I felt John’s rigid cock pressing into my back, and I leaned closer to him. He took his shaft and began to run the head between the lips of my pussy, getting it wet with my cum and teasing me. Lisa fondled Matt’s balls expertly, and I could tell they’d had a lot of practice at this sort of thing. Matt began to thrust his hips up, forcing his cock deeper, and Lisa could barely keep up because she was moaning so much from his tongue on her clit. Lisa tightened her throat and grabbed Matt’s ass, forcing them closer together, trying to get all the pleasure she could from him. John’s teasing was making me squirm, and I let out a loud moan that caused Matt and Lisa to look up momentarily when John sunk his long cock into my pussy from behind and began fucking me while we watched. Their pleasure heightened by watching us fuck as we watched them, and Matt and Lisa went back to giving each other head with a renewed vigor. I could see their bodies begin to tense up, and my hand wandered to my clit as they started to cry out in pleasure.
Lisa exploded first – with a muffled scream her body began to shake and I could see the muscles in her throat tighten as she rode Matt’s tongue to her orgasm. Matt followed swiftly, obviously sent over the edge by her cries of pleasure. John continued to slowly thrust in and out of my pussy while we watched our friends cum all over each other and writhe in ecstasy.
When they calmed down, Lisa slowly got up, stretching, giving us a perfect view of her tits and stomach. She knelt in front of me, and as John was sliding his cock in and out of my pussy, she began to lick my clit softly, giving me pleasure from both sides. I groaned and pushed back on John’s cock harder, forcing him to speed up the rhythm as she flicked and sucked my clit and caressed John’s balls.
Matt, still hard even after his intense climax, stepped up behind her as she stood bent over and slid his cock into her soaked pussy. She moaned, sending lots of vibrations to my clit, and began tonguing me even more furiously than before. I could feel the pleasure build up inside of me and I knew that in a matter of seconds I’d be thrown into ecstasy.
My body tensed and I fell over the edge, moaning. When my breathing slowed, I pulled away from John’s cock and went over to the bed, sitting on the edge to recover for a minute. Lisa slid off of Matt’s cock and came next to me, turning my head with her hand and meeting my lips for a gentle kiss. Her right hand caressed my breasts softly, playing with my tender nipples, as I put my hands on her waist and drew her into the kiss. We lay down side by side on the bed, kissing lightly, tongues twining, as we explored each others’ bodies.
The two men stood at the foot of the bed, watching us in stunned silence. Lisa and I continued to kiss, caressing each other with our smooth hands, letting our tongues explore each others' mouths. Matt and John looked at each other and then looked quickly back to us, unable to take their eyes off the incredible sight in front of them.
Each man moved to lay behind his wife. John slid his arms around me from behind as I kissed Lisa, and began to kiss and lick my bare shoulders. Matt did the same to Lisa. Our kiss got more and more passionate, and she tore her swollen lips from mine and moved down my neck, stopping to suck my nipples into her mouth as Matt continued to stroke her body from behind.
She returned to my lips, kissing them with passion, and this time it was me who broke away, and I turned her around so she faced her husband. I moved lower on the bed and began to trace my tongue up and down her spine, barely touching her skin, making her moan and squirm like crazy as Matt captured her nipples between his lips. I swirled my tongue around the hollow of her back. She was jumping at my every touch, her skin ablaze with pleasure that each added pressure sent jolts straight to her center.
I turned her back toward me and she looked down at me with desire clouding her eyes. I breathed heavily on her mound, letting my hot breath flow over her moist, swollen pussy. Her hips thrust toward me and she let out a low moan as I grinned up at her. I finally decided to give in, and ducked my head, lowering my lips to her throbbing clit. She gave a huge sigh as I touched her center, and I began to lick and suck her vigorously.
Matt came up behind me as I was bent down licking Lisa and slid his cock into my pussy. The huge head of it stretched me, creating intense friction in all the right places, and I moaned. Lisa opened her eyes and I could feel her juices dripping onto my tongue as she saw her husband fucking me from behind. Matt began to thrust harder and harder into me, pushing my lips further into Lisa’s pussy with our rhythm. The sounds of our moaning filled the room.
John was now on the bed with us, and as Lisa threw her head back in a loud moan, he took advantage, sliding his rock hard cock into her mouth. She gave a muffled sound of surprise but started sucking him as my tongue caressed her pussy. Matt’s cock was gliding in and out of my soaked pussy, and I could hear him growling in my ear, obviously turned on by the sight of me licking his wife.
Suddenly, just as I was on the brink, Matt pulled out, grasping his cock in his hand, trying to keep control. He moved up on the bed, put his other hand on John’s shoulder, and murmured, “Switch.”
John obliged, removing his throbbing dick from Lisa’s mouth and coming around behind me. He kissed the back of my head and moaned in his deep voice into my ear, “I’m going to make you cum like you’ve never cum before.”
A thrill of pleasure went through me at his words and he slid his cock into me as I took Lisa’s clit in my mouth, beginning to suck harder, wanting to bring her to orgasm. Matt was already fucking her lips with his stiff cock. John reached around and began to rub my clit in small circles, just the way I like it, and I felt my body begin to tense. My moans were constant now, and Lisa’s clit was vibrating with my lips.
I couldn’t take anymore. John’s cock was filling me so full, and he was touching all of my hot spots – my pussy contracted, squeezing his cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. I clamped my lips down hard on Lisa’s clit, trying to contain a scream as I pumped two fingers in and out of her, and the pressure was so intense that she began to buck her hips in my face, her sweet juices spilling out on my tongue.
My pussy gripped John’s cock like a vise for a few moments, and then when it finally spasmed as I continued to orgasm, John growled and I felt him unload his cum inside me, starting me on a fresh wave of pleasure.
Lisa’s moans were too much for Matt, who thrust into her mouth one last time, his hips meeting her pouty lips as he threw his head back and roared with pleasure, emptying his balls down her tiny throat.
After coming down from our orgasmic highs, we all collapsed together on the bed, a tangle of arms and legs. The next morning, we woke and dressed, breakfasted together like old friends, and soon it was time for Matt and Lisa to leave. As they reached the door, we kissed and hugged goodbye, and Matt leaned down and murmured in my ear, “See you at the 20-year reunion!” And with a wink, he turned and left.
I was talking with my best friend when I heard a deep voice behind me exclaim, “Allison?”
I turned around and came face to face with my high school sweetheart, Matt. My heart skipped a beat as it always had at the sight of his tall, lean body, and I smiled, exclaiming, “Matt, hi! How are you?”
After exchanging pleasantries, he swept me into a hug, saying, “I haven’t seen you in so long, Al.”
I smiled and turned to the striking woman next to him. I held out my hand, saying, “Hi, I’m Allison. You must be Matt’s wife!”
She responded in an equally friendly tone, “Yes, I’m Lisa. I’ve heard so much about you, it’s great to meet you.”
My husband, John, came up behind me and kissed my cheek. I presented him to Matt and Lisa, and the four of us were soon engaged in conversation. All too soon, the night was over, and as we were parting at the door, Matt called, “It’s been so great to see you again, let’s go out to dinner this week and catch up some more.”
We quickly agreed, and parted ways, promising to go out that Wednesday evening.
We selected a small, private, excellent Italian restaurant for our night out, and Matt and Lisa came to pick us up. We ordered appetizers and wine and began to chat about work. John and Lisa discovered that they both worked in marketing and started comparing strategies, while Matt and I reminisced about the old days and gossiped about old friends.
During dinner, I kept looking up and noticing Matt staring my way, and each time he’d quickly look away and become suddenly very interested in his meal. I had had 3 glasses of wine by this time, and was feeling less inhibited than usual, so I carefully slid my foot out of my black heeled sandal and lightly rubbed his leg. He started and looked up at me, and I smiled and shrugged softly, as if to say, “I can’t help myself.” Matt slowly began to turn the topic of conversation, and we soon found ourselves comparing our honeymoons and our sexual experiences. Several minutes later, my foot had worked its way up to Matt’s thigh, and Matt burst out, “John, I am still incredibly attracted to your wife, I’m so sorry, I just can’t help it.”
John looked surprised, glanced at me, and cleared his throat. “Matt,” he said, “I have been staring at Lisa all night and fantasizing about her.”
“Really?” Matt asked, intrigued. “Well, then, if I were to propose that we all went home together – what would you think of that?”
John swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and nodded. “I’d say that’s an excellent idea…because if your sexy wife doesn’t stop teasing me soon I might just pounce on her right here.”
We quickly paid our bill and got into Matt's car. He held open the front door for me and John and Lisa slid into the back seat. He shifted into drive and began to drive toward my house. I was itching to touch him, and could feel the sexually charged atmosphere making me wet with anticipation. I was just thinking about reaching over to touch Matt's legs when I heard a moan from the back. We both turned around and Matt nearly drove off the road at what he saw. John sat, legs apart, head back, eyes closed, mouth open, and Lisa was between his legs with her mouth wrapped around his cock. Matt started and did a double take, staring at his wife’s lips stretched over another man’s cock. I had to nudge him to remind him to look at the road, and as we turned back John and Lisa’s moans became louder. I could see Matt’s cock growing under his gray pants, and I reached over and began to stroke him as he continued to drive toward home.
Matt was responding loudly to my stroking, thrusting his hips up toward my hand. I stretched out my seatbelt and leaned over, unzipping his trousers and pulling his throbbing cock out. He sighed in pleasure as I continued to stroke him, and gave a loud moan when I leaned over and took him into my mouth. The car swerved slightly as he sank into the pleasure of my mouth and I smiled up at him. He struggled to keep control of the wheel as I began tonguing his hard flesh, sucking him in and out of my mouth rapidly, trying to match Lisa’s pace in the backseat. I could hear her slurping away at my husband’s dick, and the thought of how much she must be enjoying herself was turning me on and making me suck Matt even harder.
Just as I thought the two men were going to lose control, Matt pulled into our driveway and cut the headlights. He grabbed a handful of my hair and roughly pulled me off his cock, growling, “You little tease…I can’t wait to pay you back inside.”
We got out of the car and managed to get inside, but as soon as the door shut Matt and John had Lisa and me pinned against the wall, and they were kissing us hungrily. Matt’s hands found their way up under my shirt, and he was caressing my breasts as we kissed. John suddenly swung Lisa up in his arms, her legs around his waist, and began to carry her upstairs. Matt did the same to me, going upstairs and tossing me down on our king-sized bed.
He and John switched places, John coming to me, kissing my neck and murmuring, “Are you sure you don’t mind, baby?”
I smiled and said, “Of course not!”
He returned my grin with a naughty twinkle in his eye, and before I knew it, my arms were over my head and my shirt was on the floor. His lips traveled down my neck to my chest, and his fingers unhooked my bra, giving his tongue access to my nipples. I arched my back and moaned as he bathed them with his soft tongue, intermittently sucking them into his mouth and biting gently.
I looked over and Matt was swirling his tongue in Lisa’s bellybutton. John placed a trail of little bites down my stomach, slipping his tongue under my waistband. His fingers expertly slid off my pants, leaving me in my light green mesh thong. He teasingly ran his tongue over my panties, smiling up at me as I moaned. John looked over to Matt and asked, “Do you want to pay her back for the way she tortured you before?”
Matt growled and said, “Only if you’ll promise to punish my naughty wife for what she did to you.”
Matt crawled over me and flipped me over onto my back. He began to knead my shoulders, knowing how much I love a good massage, applying just the right amount of pressure. His lips and tongue followed his hands, caressing my shoulders and middle back as I squirmed beneath him, moaning softly. His lips began to caress my very sensitive lower back, causing me to get louder, and I felt him hook his fingers into my panties and slide them off. Just as he did, he sunk his teeth into the area he had just exposed, making me jump and scream softly. He squeezed my ass, rubbing it, tracing his tongue along the extremely sensitive skin, and suddenly, SMACK! His palm came down hard, leaving a red mark on my ass.
“You little tease,” he growled, “did you think you’d get away with that torture?” SMACK! “You’re such a naughty little girl, I think daddy’s going to have to torture you back.” SMACK!
John had a different idea of how to repay Lisa. She lay with her head over the edge of the bed, naked but for a white satin g-string, her fingers under the tiny fabric, caressing herself as John slid his dick into her mouth. “I’m going to teach you to deep throat, slut,” he told her.
He began to set his own pace, thrusting in and out of her relaxed throat as if it were her pussy, loving the feel of her tongue caressing his cock and his balls slapping her chin with each thrust. She moaned as he slid his rod deeper and deeper down her throat, loving the feeling of his tip rubbing against the back of her throat. She began to move her head upwards as he thrust down, meeting him and increasing the friction and the power of his rhythm, making him groan in pleasure.
Lisa reached up and caressed his balls, tugging them gently, and John moaned loudly, crying, “Oh! Baby, I’m gonna…” and before he could even finish his sentence his words dissolved into a long, loud groan as his cock twitched and began pumping his load down her throat.
Lisa smiled to herself as she swallowed his huge load. She turned her head to watch Matt and me, grinning as Matt smacked my ass, watching him lower himself to the mattress and slowly dip his tongue into my pussy. “Mmmmm wow, kitten, you must like those spankings!” he said, letting his tongue slide up and down my slit, teasing me without penetrating or staying too long on my clit.
I moaned and arched my back and he slid his hands under me, bringing one palm up to smack my ass again as his tongue flickered over my clit. I let out a small scream of pleasure and tangled my fingers in his hair, silently begging him to end his torture and make me cum. I felt him smile, his lips curving against my slit, as he understood what I was trying to say and suddenly buried his face in my pussy, licking and sucking as he massaged my ass.
I looked at my husband, who was licking a trail down Lisa’s chest, and at the top of Matt’s chestnut head between my legs, and I felt myself spiraling higher and higher. Matt sucked my clit gently into his mouth and caressed it with his tongue and I fell over the edge, moaning, cumming all over his face and lips.
When my body finally stopped trembling from my orgasm, Matt pulled away and licked his lips, winking at me. He stood up and I felt another flood of desire wash over me as I saw his hard cock standing proudly out in front of him. He went over to Lisa and pulled her away from John, then laid back on the bed and pulled her on top of him, her pussy right over his mouth. He pleaded, “Baby, suck my cock” and buried his lips into her slit as she leaned down and took his shaft into her mouth.
John and I stood at the edge of the bed, watching as they bobbed their heads simultaneously, their moans muffled in their full mouths. I felt John’s rigid cock pressing into my back, and I leaned closer to him. He took his shaft and began to run the head between the lips of my pussy, getting it wet with my cum and teasing me. Lisa fondled Matt’s balls expertly, and I could tell they’d had a lot of practice at this sort of thing. Matt began to thrust his hips up, forcing his cock deeper, and Lisa could barely keep up because she was moaning so much from his tongue on her clit. Lisa tightened her throat and grabbed Matt’s ass, forcing them closer together, trying to get all the pleasure she could from him. John’s teasing was making me squirm, and I let out a loud moan that caused Matt and Lisa to look up momentarily when John sunk his long cock into my pussy from behind and began fucking me while we watched. Their pleasure heightened by watching us fuck as we watched them, and Matt and Lisa went back to giving each other head with a renewed vigor. I could see their bodies begin to tense up, and my hand wandered to my clit as they started to cry out in pleasure.
Lisa exploded first – with a muffled scream her body began to shake and I could see the muscles in her throat tighten as she rode Matt’s tongue to her orgasm. Matt followed swiftly, obviously sent over the edge by her cries of pleasure. John continued to slowly thrust in and out of my pussy while we watched our friends cum all over each other and writhe in ecstasy.
When they calmed down, Lisa slowly got up, stretching, giving us a perfect view of her tits and stomach. She knelt in front of me, and as John was sliding his cock in and out of my pussy, she began to lick my clit softly, giving me pleasure from both sides. I groaned and pushed back on John’s cock harder, forcing him to speed up the rhythm as she flicked and sucked my clit and caressed John’s balls.
Matt, still hard even after his intense climax, stepped up behind her as she stood bent over and slid his cock into her soaked pussy. She moaned, sending lots of vibrations to my clit, and began tonguing me even more furiously than before. I could feel the pleasure build up inside of me and I knew that in a matter of seconds I’d be thrown into ecstasy.
My body tensed and I fell over the edge, moaning. When my breathing slowed, I pulled away from John’s cock and went over to the bed, sitting on the edge to recover for a minute. Lisa slid off of Matt’s cock and came next to me, turning my head with her hand and meeting my lips for a gentle kiss. Her right hand caressed my breasts softly, playing with my tender nipples, as I put my hands on her waist and drew her into the kiss. We lay down side by side on the bed, kissing lightly, tongues twining, as we explored each others’ bodies.
The two men stood at the foot of the bed, watching us in stunned silence. Lisa and I continued to kiss, caressing each other with our smooth hands, letting our tongues explore each others' mouths. Matt and John looked at each other and then looked quickly back to us, unable to take their eyes off the incredible sight in front of them.
Each man moved to lay behind his wife. John slid his arms around me from behind as I kissed Lisa, and began to kiss and lick my bare shoulders. Matt did the same to Lisa. Our kiss got more and more passionate, and she tore her swollen lips from mine and moved down my neck, stopping to suck my nipples into her mouth as Matt continued to stroke her body from behind.
She returned to my lips, kissing them with passion, and this time it was me who broke away, and I turned her around so she faced her husband. I moved lower on the bed and began to trace my tongue up and down her spine, barely touching her skin, making her moan and squirm like crazy as Matt captured her nipples between his lips. I swirled my tongue around the hollow of her back. She was jumping at my every touch, her skin ablaze with pleasure that each added pressure sent jolts straight to her center.
I turned her back toward me and she looked down at me with desire clouding her eyes. I breathed heavily on her mound, letting my hot breath flow over her moist, swollen pussy. Her hips thrust toward me and she let out a low moan as I grinned up at her. I finally decided to give in, and ducked my head, lowering my lips to her throbbing clit. She gave a huge sigh as I touched her center, and I began to lick and suck her vigorously.
Matt came up behind me as I was bent down licking Lisa and slid his cock into my pussy. The huge head of it stretched me, creating intense friction in all the right places, and I moaned. Lisa opened her eyes and I could feel her juices dripping onto my tongue as she saw her husband fucking me from behind. Matt began to thrust harder and harder into me, pushing my lips further into Lisa’s pussy with our rhythm. The sounds of our moaning filled the room.
John was now on the bed with us, and as Lisa threw her head back in a loud moan, he took advantage, sliding his rock hard cock into her mouth. She gave a muffled sound of surprise but started sucking him as my tongue caressed her pussy. Matt’s cock was gliding in and out of my soaked pussy, and I could hear him growling in my ear, obviously turned on by the sight of me licking his wife.
Suddenly, just as I was on the brink, Matt pulled out, grasping his cock in his hand, trying to keep control. He moved up on the bed, put his other hand on John’s shoulder, and murmured, “Switch.”
John obliged, removing his throbbing dick from Lisa’s mouth and coming around behind me. He kissed the back of my head and moaned in his deep voice into my ear, “I’m going to make you cum like you’ve never cum before.”
A thrill of pleasure went through me at his words and he slid his cock into me as I took Lisa’s clit in my mouth, beginning to suck harder, wanting to bring her to orgasm. Matt was already fucking her lips with his stiff cock. John reached around and began to rub my clit in small circles, just the way I like it, and I felt my body begin to tense. My moans were constant now, and Lisa’s clit was vibrating with my lips.
I couldn’t take anymore. John’s cock was filling me so full, and he was touching all of my hot spots – my pussy contracted, squeezing his cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. I clamped my lips down hard on Lisa’s clit, trying to contain a scream as I pumped two fingers in and out of her, and the pressure was so intense that she began to buck her hips in my face, her sweet juices spilling out on my tongue.
My pussy gripped John’s cock like a vise for a few moments, and then when it finally spasmed as I continued to orgasm, John growled and I felt him unload his cum inside me, starting me on a fresh wave of pleasure.
Lisa’s moans were too much for Matt, who thrust into her mouth one last time, his hips meeting her pouty lips as he threw his head back and roared with pleasure, emptying his balls down her tiny throat.
After coming down from our orgasmic highs, we all collapsed together on the bed, a tangle of arms and legs. The next morning, we woke and dressed, breakfasted together like old friends, and soon it was time for Matt and Lisa to leave. As they reached the door, we kissed and hugged goodbye, and Matt leaned down and murmured in my ear, “See you at the 20-year reunion!” And with a wink, he turned and left.
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Brook had gone over to Nik's place, but he wasn't home so she had rode her bike over to Erik's house. He wasn't home either. She saw Chad and Bob drive by and hopped in with them. They were taking her to the nearby lake to take turns with her body.
Brook was giving Bob a blow-job in the front seat while Chad was driving out to the lake. "Gawd Damn, that's hot," Chad said, nearly steering off the road as he was trying to watch the sexy scene before him. A couple of minutes later, they made it to the lake and parked in a wooded area so they could take turns fucking Brook. Brook's pussy was soaked as Chad stopped the car's engine and began fingering her while she was sucking on Bob's stiff cock.
The trio got out of the car and went off into the trees to fuck. Chad dropped his pants to the ground, pulling his throbbing male organ from his boxers. While Brook was sucking on Bob's engorged cock, Chad was fucking her fiercely from behind. Brook had orgasm after orgasm as the two guys had their way with her time and time again.
~ * ~
Erik had been keeping a very close eye on Jade all day. After she had left Alicia's, Erik followed her from a distance. He was making sure she wasn't going over to Kyle Boyn's place. If she ever went out with Kyle again, Erik planned to put a stop to any such possible romance.
Erik was following behind Jade and she wasn't even unaware of his presense. She seemed very happy about something. She was humming to herself and looked so very carefree. Something appeared to be making her extremely happy, and Erik was intensely wishing it had nothing to do with Kyle Boyn who had been her date at last night's dance.
Erik dared to walk a little closer, listening to the song she was humming. Erik got a grin on his face as he recognized that Jade was humming the tune of "Attack of the Heart." He tried to calm his jealousy, as he was now certain Jade's thoughts weren't with Kyle Boyn. And it seemed by her direction, she was planning to go out to the beach. Would she find the huge boulder upon which he had just recently carved their names?
Jade found herself wishing she had brought along her CD player. It was a beautiful day, and she longed to listen to some of her favorite songs. She had taken along a sack lunch as well as a beach towel she could sit on and enjoy the sun. She also wished she had invited Alicia along, because her best friend certainly needed some cheering up.
She walked down the narrow path leading to the bluff. Soon she was sitting on a familiar spot on the sandy beach. A huge boulder was very close by, and Jade set her lunch sack down upon it. She had been sitting upon this very boulder the first time Erik had kissed her. It had not changed nor had the jagged formations which made up the bluffs.
From a short distance away, Erik watched Jade with a gleam in his eyes. He hid in a dark cave formed into the bluff where he had a great vantage point. Jade seemed far too distracted by her own thoughts to notice him.
Jade lay down on the long beach towel, staring up at the blue of the sky. A few clouds graced the sky like white feathers and puffs of cotton candy. It was such a pretty sight that Jade could not take her eyes away. She saw a flock of seagulls soaring overhead, filling her heart with even greater happiness.
Jade might have gone for a swim, but she wasn't that great of a swimmer. Always before Erik had been around to keep an eye out for her while they played in the water. She put her toes in the water, feeling the soft waves lapping teasingly at her skin.
"Ohhhh Erik," she sighed. "I really wish you were here...."
Then she realized he WAS there, at least in spirit. Because of all they had once shared, they would forever be one no matter how far apart they happened to be.
Jade began to sing:
Blue was the sea, The day you first kissed me. Blue was the sea; In love we will always be...
Jade's voice trailed off as she sensed someone standing behind her. She sat up, turning quickly to see who was there. To her surprise and shock, it happened to be Erik.
Their eyes locked together as it seemed Jade's heart had stopped beating. "May I join you?" Erik asked Jade as his blue eyes bore deeply into hers.
"Sure," she said with a smile. "I'd love it if you join me here..."
"Nice weather," he said, sitting down on one end of Jade's towel.
"It's a lovely day," Jade responded, running her fingers thru her dark hair as she gazed at Erik. "I packed a lunch... and I just happened to bring a couple of Mountain Dews. We could share it. Are you hungry?"
"I'm starved," he stated, but he wasn't thinking of food. His eyes were glued to the cleavage revealed by Jade's bikini top. He was getting all excited when thinking of molding her gorgeous breasts in his big hands.
"Well, I brought two egg salad sandwiches, potato chips, some fresh strawberries, and of course the Mountain Dews," Jade said, reaching for the lunch sack and setting it on the towel between them. "Go ahead... help yourself."
"A feast," Erik said, opening the paper sack and dividing the food between them. "Wanna go for a swim later?"
"Yeah, sure. That would be .... nice," she said with a happy sigh. Her heart was surging with unending joy at this opportunity to spend some time with Erik.
"And how about we go for a walk later?" Erik suggested after taking a nibble of his sandwich.
"Yeah," Jade agreed.
Erik reached across the distance, drawing Jade's hand into his. Jade felt her heart beating faster as her eyes became a deeper shade of blue. Erik's touch affected her as no other.
It was in fact a beautiful day, and after they ate their lunch, they went for a swim. It was just like old times, as they enjoyed playing around together in the sparkling water. Once Erik swam up to Jade, slipping an arm gently around her waist to support her while kissing her tenderly on the mouth. He then let go, swimming away.
Finally they returned to the sand to rest and dry out. Jade figured they had swam for about 2 hours or more. They dried off with the towel and sat down on the boulder, side by side. The rays of the sun were shimmering gracefully off the relatively calm water of the ocean. It was a breathtaking sight, and Jade could think of no one else she would like to share this beauty with but Erik. Jade found herself lost in her own romantic thoughts when Erik finally spoke.
"Would you like to take a walk up to the crystal caves?" Erik asked, gazing down into Jade's lovely face with a grin.
He looked so handsome and tender in that moment as her eyes locked to his. Jade never wanted to look away. "Sure, that sounds like fun," responded Jade, her voice suddenly husky.
Erik took Jade's hand into his, walking with her down the sandy beach. In about 15 minutes, they had reached a familiar steep bluff. They climbed up a winding path which led up to the two large caves. Spikes formed of gorgeous crystal hung down inside the dark caves from above.
"Mmmmmm... its very pretty here," Jade commented, softly touching the stalagmites in wonder.
Erik nodded, but he was looking at Jade and nothing else. He had no awareness of their surroundings. Jade was the only sight his eyes could see. "Jade, would you mind if I kissed you?" he asked, gazing at her with intense blue eyes which seemed to be aflame in the almost darkness. "I mean REALLY kissed you?"
"Well... uhhhh... Sure, I don't mind," Jade said, feeling suddenly tongue-tied
"Come... sit down," Erik coaxed, taking her hand once again and leading to her rock ledge situated at the back of the cave. Jade looked considerably nervous, so Erik smiled to ease the tension. "Relax," he said, as they sat down together on the ledge. Erik drew her into his arms.
"Erik," she whispered. "It's been so long since I have been really kissed...."
"How long has it been?" Erik asked as he was nuzzling Jade's earlobe with his warm mouth.
"Since our last kiss," she said breathlessly.
"Good," he spoke in a low growl.
Erik's mouth brushed against Jade's very gently at first. Jade parted her lips in silent invitation for Erik while he slid his tongue inside, searching for hers. She had completely forgotten the emotions and pleasurable sensations his kiss could arouse. Her tongue brushed over his softly at first, as his kiss became hotter and much more passionate. A shiver of desire rushed up Jade's spine as Erik pulled her closer, his teeth gently grazing her lower lip. Jade threw herself into the kiss, sliding her own tongue into Erik's mouth as he sucked it deeper inside. She searched his mouth with a growing hunger.
Erik's hands began to roam Jade's body in her damp swimming suit. Never before had he been so bold. Jade felt herself stiffen slightly at first until Erik's soft caresses and gentle touches made her slowly relax. His hand went inside of her bikini top causing a shudder of desire to move thru her veins. His exploring caress was very soft at first, then more bold as his fingers found her nipple. A soft moan floated from Jade's throat as she was lost in Erik's kiss.
He wanted to hear her moan, as his hot mouth gave her one last passionate kiss, and then journeyed to her earlobe to suckle hungrily upon it while lightly squeezing her nipple. The heat built up between them as a soft gasp of pleasure came from Jade's lips. Tears of love and need filled her eyes as Erik began to kiss her thru the damp fabric of her bikini top over her hard little nipple in which he had been caressing earlier. It stood up, very swollen against his lips. She couldn't believe how wet she had become in that very moment.
Suddenly Erik pulled away, gazing at Jade with blazing blue eyes. He wanted to make passionate love to Jade, right here, right now, but there were some things he needed to say first. Reluctantly, he stopped his erotic caresses upon her lovely body. He looked so very serious as he stared into Jade's eyes and said, "Let's go walk down by the beach again, babe. There is something very serious I must discuss with you."
"Uhhhh yeah.... sure..." Jade said, adjusting her bikini top while gazing at Erik. She was suddenly very shy after her passionate display while making out with him.
His hand came down to tenderly force up her chin so her eyes were looking deeply into his very soul. "Look at me, Jade. Babe, you should not be embarrassed."
She returned his gaze a few moments, then smiled brightly. His hand took hers as a grin quirked his lips. "Ahhh, c'mon," he chuckled as he lead her out of the cave.
Jade felt an ache in the pit of her stomach, sensing that what Erik had to tell her would not be good. She had seen something shining in his blue eyes which told her that he was going to come forth with something which would change their lives forever. Finally they reached the beach, where Erik sat down on the boulder, drawing Jade into his arms.
"You know, Jade, I have really missed you a lot. Right now all I want to do is be with you.... and I really don't care what anyone says. But I need to tell you something first, babe.... I hope you can understand..." Erik spoke as his eyes locked with hers.
"What is it, Erik?" Jade asked with concern.
"Jade, I overheard my mom and dad talking last night. They are planning to take me to a Drug and Alcohol Rehabiliation Center located in Colorado. It's quite a distance from here, but it's the best place I could go for my addictions. I don't want to be stoned and plastered all the time. I don't want that for you, babe. I never wanted that for you. I can get help there. Then maybe I will be truly worthy of you," Erik said with sadness in his eyes. "I just want you to know I will call you. You know I am not much of writer. I don't know how long I will be in. Maybe they will let you visit."
"Ohhh Erik, I am so proud of you. Never say you are not worthy of me. You mean the world to me," said Jade as she gave him a hug. "I promise, I will call and visit you. And I will miss you... SOOO much."
"Never as much as I will miss you, Jade," Erik said as he struggled to speak thru the lump which had formed in his throat. "I hate this... but I have to leave really soon. There are a few others I need to say good-bye to."
"Erik please, do not forget to call," Jade said tearfully. "Kiss me please... just once more."
"Jade," he breathed in a husky murmur as his mouth moved over hers.
Brook was giving Bob a blow-job in the front seat while Chad was driving out to the lake. "Gawd Damn, that's hot," Chad said, nearly steering off the road as he was trying to watch the sexy scene before him. A couple of minutes later, they made it to the lake and parked in a wooded area so they could take turns fucking Brook. Brook's pussy was soaked as Chad stopped the car's engine and began fingering her while she was sucking on Bob's stiff cock.
The trio got out of the car and went off into the trees to fuck. Chad dropped his pants to the ground, pulling his throbbing male organ from his boxers. While Brook was sucking on Bob's engorged cock, Chad was fucking her fiercely from behind. Brook had orgasm after orgasm as the two guys had their way with her time and time again.
~ * ~
Erik had been keeping a very close eye on Jade all day. After she had left Alicia's, Erik followed her from a distance. He was making sure she wasn't going over to Kyle Boyn's place. If she ever went out with Kyle again, Erik planned to put a stop to any such possible romance.
Erik was following behind Jade and she wasn't even unaware of his presense. She seemed very happy about something. She was humming to herself and looked so very carefree. Something appeared to be making her extremely happy, and Erik was intensely wishing it had nothing to do with Kyle Boyn who had been her date at last night's dance.
Erik dared to walk a little closer, listening to the song she was humming. Erik got a grin on his face as he recognized that Jade was humming the tune of "Attack of the Heart." He tried to calm his jealousy, as he was now certain Jade's thoughts weren't with Kyle Boyn. And it seemed by her direction, she was planning to go out to the beach. Would she find the huge boulder upon which he had just recently carved their names?
Jade found herself wishing she had brought along her CD player. It was a beautiful day, and she longed to listen to some of her favorite songs. She had taken along a sack lunch as well as a beach towel she could sit on and enjoy the sun. She also wished she had invited Alicia along, because her best friend certainly needed some cheering up.
She walked down the narrow path leading to the bluff. Soon she was sitting on a familiar spot on the sandy beach. A huge boulder was very close by, and Jade set her lunch sack down upon it. She had been sitting upon this very boulder the first time Erik had kissed her. It had not changed nor had the jagged formations which made up the bluffs.
From a short distance away, Erik watched Jade with a gleam in his eyes. He hid in a dark cave formed into the bluff where he had a great vantage point. Jade seemed far too distracted by her own thoughts to notice him.
Jade lay down on the long beach towel, staring up at the blue of the sky. A few clouds graced the sky like white feathers and puffs of cotton candy. It was such a pretty sight that Jade could not take her eyes away. She saw a flock of seagulls soaring overhead, filling her heart with even greater happiness.
Jade might have gone for a swim, but she wasn't that great of a swimmer. Always before Erik had been around to keep an eye out for her while they played in the water. She put her toes in the water, feeling the soft waves lapping teasingly at her skin.
"Ohhhh Erik," she sighed. "I really wish you were here...."
Then she realized he WAS there, at least in spirit. Because of all they had once shared, they would forever be one no matter how far apart they happened to be.
Jade began to sing:
Blue was the sea, The day you first kissed me. Blue was the sea; In love we will always be...
Jade's voice trailed off as she sensed someone standing behind her. She sat up, turning quickly to see who was there. To her surprise and shock, it happened to be Erik.
Their eyes locked together as it seemed Jade's heart had stopped beating. "May I join you?" Erik asked Jade as his blue eyes bore deeply into hers.
"Sure," she said with a smile. "I'd love it if you join me here..."
"Nice weather," he said, sitting down on one end of Jade's towel.
"It's a lovely day," Jade responded, running her fingers thru her dark hair as she gazed at Erik. "I packed a lunch... and I just happened to bring a couple of Mountain Dews. We could share it. Are you hungry?"
"I'm starved," he stated, but he wasn't thinking of food. His eyes were glued to the cleavage revealed by Jade's bikini top. He was getting all excited when thinking of molding her gorgeous breasts in his big hands.
"Well, I brought two egg salad sandwiches, potato chips, some fresh strawberries, and of course the Mountain Dews," Jade said, reaching for the lunch sack and setting it on the towel between them. "Go ahead... help yourself."
"A feast," Erik said, opening the paper sack and dividing the food between them. "Wanna go for a swim later?"
"Yeah, sure. That would be .... nice," she said with a happy sigh. Her heart was surging with unending joy at this opportunity to spend some time with Erik.
"And how about we go for a walk later?" Erik suggested after taking a nibble of his sandwich.
"Yeah," Jade agreed.
Erik reached across the distance, drawing Jade's hand into his. Jade felt her heart beating faster as her eyes became a deeper shade of blue. Erik's touch affected her as no other.
It was in fact a beautiful day, and after they ate their lunch, they went for a swim. It was just like old times, as they enjoyed playing around together in the sparkling water. Once Erik swam up to Jade, slipping an arm gently around her waist to support her while kissing her tenderly on the mouth. He then let go, swimming away.
Finally they returned to the sand to rest and dry out. Jade figured they had swam for about 2 hours or more. They dried off with the towel and sat down on the boulder, side by side. The rays of the sun were shimmering gracefully off the relatively calm water of the ocean. It was a breathtaking sight, and Jade could think of no one else she would like to share this beauty with but Erik. Jade found herself lost in her own romantic thoughts when Erik finally spoke.
"Would you like to take a walk up to the crystal caves?" Erik asked, gazing down into Jade's lovely face with a grin.
He looked so handsome and tender in that moment as her eyes locked to his. Jade never wanted to look away. "Sure, that sounds like fun," responded Jade, her voice suddenly husky.
Erik took Jade's hand into his, walking with her down the sandy beach. In about 15 minutes, they had reached a familiar steep bluff. They climbed up a winding path which led up to the two large caves. Spikes formed of gorgeous crystal hung down inside the dark caves from above.
"Mmmmmm... its very pretty here," Jade commented, softly touching the stalagmites in wonder.
Erik nodded, but he was looking at Jade and nothing else. He had no awareness of their surroundings. Jade was the only sight his eyes could see. "Jade, would you mind if I kissed you?" he asked, gazing at her with intense blue eyes which seemed to be aflame in the almost darkness. "I mean REALLY kissed you?"
"Well... uhhhh... Sure, I don't mind," Jade said, feeling suddenly tongue-tied
"Come... sit down," Erik coaxed, taking her hand once again and leading to her rock ledge situated at the back of the cave. Jade looked considerably nervous, so Erik smiled to ease the tension. "Relax," he said, as they sat down together on the ledge. Erik drew her into his arms.
"Erik," she whispered. "It's been so long since I have been really kissed...."
"How long has it been?" Erik asked as he was nuzzling Jade's earlobe with his warm mouth.
"Since our last kiss," she said breathlessly.
"Good," he spoke in a low growl.
Erik's mouth brushed against Jade's very gently at first. Jade parted her lips in silent invitation for Erik while he slid his tongue inside, searching for hers. She had completely forgotten the emotions and pleasurable sensations his kiss could arouse. Her tongue brushed over his softly at first, as his kiss became hotter and much more passionate. A shiver of desire rushed up Jade's spine as Erik pulled her closer, his teeth gently grazing her lower lip. Jade threw herself into the kiss, sliding her own tongue into Erik's mouth as he sucked it deeper inside. She searched his mouth with a growing hunger.
Erik's hands began to roam Jade's body in her damp swimming suit. Never before had he been so bold. Jade felt herself stiffen slightly at first until Erik's soft caresses and gentle touches made her slowly relax. His hand went inside of her bikini top causing a shudder of desire to move thru her veins. His exploring caress was very soft at first, then more bold as his fingers found her nipple. A soft moan floated from Jade's throat as she was lost in Erik's kiss.
He wanted to hear her moan, as his hot mouth gave her one last passionate kiss, and then journeyed to her earlobe to suckle hungrily upon it while lightly squeezing her nipple. The heat built up between them as a soft gasp of pleasure came from Jade's lips. Tears of love and need filled her eyes as Erik began to kiss her thru the damp fabric of her bikini top over her hard little nipple in which he had been caressing earlier. It stood up, very swollen against his lips. She couldn't believe how wet she had become in that very moment.
Suddenly Erik pulled away, gazing at Jade with blazing blue eyes. He wanted to make passionate love to Jade, right here, right now, but there were some things he needed to say first. Reluctantly, he stopped his erotic caresses upon her lovely body. He looked so very serious as he stared into Jade's eyes and said, "Let's go walk down by the beach again, babe. There is something very serious I must discuss with you."
"Uhhhh yeah.... sure..." Jade said, adjusting her bikini top while gazing at Erik. She was suddenly very shy after her passionate display while making out with him.
His hand came down to tenderly force up her chin so her eyes were looking deeply into his very soul. "Look at me, Jade. Babe, you should not be embarrassed."
She returned his gaze a few moments, then smiled brightly. His hand took hers as a grin quirked his lips. "Ahhh, c'mon," he chuckled as he lead her out of the cave.
Jade felt an ache in the pit of her stomach, sensing that what Erik had to tell her would not be good. She had seen something shining in his blue eyes which told her that he was going to come forth with something which would change their lives forever. Finally they reached the beach, where Erik sat down on the boulder, drawing Jade into his arms.
"You know, Jade, I have really missed you a lot. Right now all I want to do is be with you.... and I really don't care what anyone says. But I need to tell you something first, babe.... I hope you can understand..." Erik spoke as his eyes locked with hers.
"What is it, Erik?" Jade asked with concern.
"Jade, I overheard my mom and dad talking last night. They are planning to take me to a Drug and Alcohol Rehabiliation Center located in Colorado. It's quite a distance from here, but it's the best place I could go for my addictions. I don't want to be stoned and plastered all the time. I don't want that for you, babe. I never wanted that for you. I can get help there. Then maybe I will be truly worthy of you," Erik said with sadness in his eyes. "I just want you to know I will call you. You know I am not much of writer. I don't know how long I will be in. Maybe they will let you visit."
"Ohhh Erik, I am so proud of you. Never say you are not worthy of me. You mean the world to me," said Jade as she gave him a hug. "I promise, I will call and visit you. And I will miss you... SOOO much."
"Never as much as I will miss you, Jade," Erik said as he struggled to speak thru the lump which had formed in his throat. "I hate this... but I have to leave really soon. There are a few others I need to say good-bye to."
"Erik please, do not forget to call," Jade said tearfully. "Kiss me please... just once more."
"Jade," he breathed in a husky murmur as his mouth moved over hers.
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Jade and Alicia had been lovers for about 3 months. The passion between them seemed to explode whenever they were together. No one even suspected they were more than best friends. Alicia was now completely over Nik. She hoped he would rot in prison and get ass-raped by a big, bald guy named for Tyrone for the horrible deed he had done to Kyle. With Nik out of her heart, her entire being was fused to Jade's.....but Jade still had feelings for Erik. And despite her anger toward him, she wasn't anywhere near over him. Alicia knew that Erik would always be the love of Jade's life, and if he came back and apologized for his behavior, Jade would go running back to him. Alicia hated when that day would come, as she never wanted to lose what she had with Jade. She began to pray that Erik would stay in Colorado as she did not want anyone to come between herself and Jade.
They were lying together on Alicia's bed one day when Jade just blurted it out. "I miss Erik soooo much!"
"You're still in love with him, aren't you?" Alicia asked.
"Yeah, I guess I am," Jade admitted. She then saw tears in Alicia's eyes she was struggling not to shed and felt really bad as knew she had inadvertently hurt Alicia.
"I'm sorry, Lish. I love you, too... you know I do...."
"Yeah, but you don't love me like you love him."
Jade didn't know what to say. She did love Alicia very much... but Erik had a very special place in her heart. He was her first love. She had loved him ever since she could remember. "Let's not talk about him. He's still a jerk and an asshole, no matter how much I love him," said Jade, pulling Alicia closer and melting into her arms. Ever time Jade made love to Alicia... she always forgot all about Erik.... and now was no exception.
~ * ~
Jade knew Alicia was feeling down because Jade still had a thing for Erik. Jade planned up a romantic evening for herself and Alicia in hopes of cheering Alicia up. She had a few kinky things up her sleeve, so she asked Alicia to come over and have dinner. Jade's parents had gone on a weekend get-away, so she and Alicia were all alone.
"Brook's pregnant?" Jade said in shock, nearly spitting out her wine as they were having dinner.
"Yep. And who knows who knocked her up," answered Alicia as she was running a fork thru her food.
"Well, its probably Nik's... Ohhh my God, maybe it's Erik's!!!"
"Half the town has been down her pants, Jade," Alicia said with a heavy sigh. "So like I said, who knows... but she's claiming the baby is Nik's."
"I think people like her and Nik should not allowed to reproduce," said Jade as she took another sip of her wine. "What is she going to do when she has the baby?"
"Dad told her she has to give it up for adoption. She too young and irresponsible to have a kid," Alicia replied. "Of course she insists she wants to keep the baby... so she has something over Nik's head when he gets out of prison."
"She would not be a good mother, that's for sure. Maybe you can keep the baby, Alicia. It would be your little niece or nephew."
"What would I do with a kid? I am only eighteen...."
"You'll be almost nineteen when the baby arrives, and I'm sure your parents will let you keep the baby if you promise to take good care of him or her... after all, they will want to see their grandchild and you are Brook's fraternal twin."
"You do have a point there... my parents are too old to raise another kid. And they certainly are unable to handle Brook, that's for sure.."
"Great, then tell them you would like to raise the baby," said Jade with a happy smile. "I will help you take care of him or her."
"Sure, until Erik comes waltzing back thru the door..." Alicia said sorrowfully, throwing her fork aside. She just couldn't pretend everything was okay anymore. She was going to lose Jade to Erik; she just knew it.
Jade's smile faded away at the mention of Erik's name. "He called last night," she said to Alicia after having finished her wine. "He's getting out soon..."
"And he wants to kiss and make up?"
"I don't know... well, I think... maybe..."
"Where does that leave us, Jade?" Alicia asked as she sucked in her breath. "If you go back to him, are we over?"
"I don't know..." Jade stammered. "I don't want to think about it... I don't want to choose."
"Maybe I should just bow out gracefully then, if there is no place in your heart for me," Alicia said, standing up to go.
Jade grabbed Alicia's hand. "Don't go," she said in a pleading voice. "I don't want to lose you, Alicia. We share something very special together. Something Erik... nor anyone, could ever understand. If you leave... I could not bear it."
"Okay, then, I will stay," Alicia sighed. "But when he comes back, you are going to have to choose. Me or him..."
"Damn," Jade cursed as she pulled Alicia into her arms. "That will be one Hell of a choice. I need both of you..."
Alicia rolled her eyes. "He's an asshole and a jerk, remember?"
"Yeah, he is," Jade agreed as she cuddled Alicia close. "But I still love him anyway."
"What a pity," Alicia said in a tiny whisper, burying her face into Jade's hair. Alicia had never truly been in love with anyone, not even Nik... but she knew losing Jade was going to break her heart. When Erik came back, she knew that Jade would have to tell her good-bye. It was just a matter of time.
~ * ~
Brook was hugely pregnant now, and her mom and dad were making her give the baby up. She didn't really feel motherly, but she did want to keep the baby, if it meant she might have Nik back someday. But chances were, this baby wasn't Nik's. It might even belong to the brainless Chad or Bob. Alicia was going to take care of the baby after it was born. Alicia had plans to get her own place and raise Brook's child. "I don't want to go thru all this pain just for you to take this baby, Alicia," Brook complained, as she pressed a hand to her aching back.
"You deserve all that pain, Brook, for the part you had in Nik killing Kyle," Alicia said angrily as she looked at her twin sister who was as fat as a cow in her pregnancy.
"Why do you want this baby anyway? Because you think it might be Nik's? Why don't you go out and get pregnant with your own baby?" said Brook in a hateful voice, despising the little being that was kicking her unmercifully in her body and giving her hemorrhoids.
"Cause you stole Nik away from me... and Kyle is dead, thanks to you and Nik," said Alicia as she was packing up some of her belongings. She was getting her own apartment, and she was excited about having her own place and getting away from Brook. She only hoped she could talk Jade into moving in with her.
"Well, I hope the baby keeps you up every night and pukes up pea soup onto your boobs..." Brook said in a nasty voice.
"Yeah, and I hope it rips you a new hole when it's born.... but since you are so loose, I doubt it will," Alicia said, laughing hysterically as she packed up the last of her things.
~ * ~
Alicia was sitting in her new apartment, reading a book. She had everything ready for the baby and was just waiting for Brook to go into labor. Brook looked like a humongous whale, so it would probably be anytime. She was thinking about the baby when there was a knock at the door.
"Hi," Jade said when Alicia answered the door. Jade went into Alicia's arms, hugging her tight.
"Did you change your mind? Are you moving in?" Alicia asked, leading Jade over to the couch.
"I'd like to, Alicia... but Erik--- well, Erik's coming back. He should be back in town tomorrow," said Jade, her voice shaking as she spoke. "And well, he wants to get back together... and--- and I came over to tell you.... Ohhhh, Alicia.... I just don't know how to tell you this...."
Alicia bit her lip to keep back her tears. "We are over?" she said in a small whisper.
"We are still best friends... that will never end. But yes... I guess we are, I guess... over..."
Alicia looked down at her trembling hands. "Well, at least I had you... for awhile..." she said softly, hoping Jade would just go before she burst into tears.
"Alicia, I'm sorry," Jade said, her own eyes welling up with unshed tears. "I do love you... and I never... ever meant to hurt you."
"I love you, too, and I wish there were another way...." Alicia said as the tears started to fall. "Why don't you just go, Jade? Go to Erik..."
Jade was crying, too. "But I don't just want Erik, Alicia. I want you, too," she told her. "That's the hell of it... I want you both."
"Well, you can't have both of us.... Can you?" Alicia asked as she watched the tears cascade down Jade's face.
"I guess not," Jade said sadly. "But I wanted to ask you.... something...."
"What?" Alicia asked, feeling as though her heart was shattered into tiny pieces and ripping its way out of her chest.
"Could we have........... just one more time? Before, before... Erik comes back."
Jade knew she shouldn't ask. But she wanted Alicia just once more. She wanted to burn the memory into her brain for all of time so she would never forget having loved Alicia. "I could never tell you no," Alicia said, as a tear rolled down her face. "I want you ...."
Jade kissed the tear away and lead Alicia into the bedroom. "Make love to me," Alicia begged, pulling Jade down on top of her. It was going to be their last night, so Alicia was determined to make it last as long as possible.
'Brook better NOT go into labor now or I am gonna kill her,' Alicia thought as Jade was on top of her kissing her with intense hunger.
~ * ~
Jade was in la-la land. Alicia had just made passionate love to her many times. She had cum so much her clit was sore. Then Alicia said she wanted to take a bath. "Together?" Jade said with a giggle.
"Yeah, you haven't seen the tub yet... it's absolutely huge," Alicia said, taking Jade's hand into hers and leading her into the bathroom. Jade was shocked when she saw the tub. It could fit a small orgy inside of it.
"Damn," Jade laughed, as Alicia squirted in some bubble bath. The water was nice and steamy as they got settled into the tub.
"This is nice," said Jade, as she rested in Alicia's arms. "I could almost fall asleep."
"You can't fall asleep, I want to play some more..."
"You're insatiable..." Jade giggled, turning around in Alicia's arms. She began to caress Alicia's breasts under the bubbles. She nibbled on Alicia's neck as she was playing with her taut nipples. Under the water, Alicia was fingering Jade's pussy and avoiding her aching clit.
"You are sooo bad," Jade said, as she looked into Alicia's eyes. "Turn over so I can spank you..."
"I am not going to fall for that... you just want to get a good look at my pussy and my ass," Alicia said teasingly, reaching up to pinch Jade's dark-pink nipples.
"Ooooo.... that hurt," Jade gasped. "You want to get rough, don't you?"
"Maybe," said Alicia with a devilish laugh, pinching Jade's nipples again.
"I am going to bite you!" Jade threatened, grabbing Alicia and nibbling on her earlobe.
Just then, Jade and Alicia were broken from their sexual trance as there was someone standing in the entrance of the bathroom, watching them. "What the fuck?" a voice gasped. Jade was the first to look up, seeing it was Erik.
"Erik? What--- what--- what are you doing here?" Jade stuttered, her hands leaving their resting place which had been upon Alicia's breasts.
"I came back to surprise you... I guess it is me who gets the surprise," he said, crossing his arms as he looked at Jade naked in the tub with Alicia.
"How did you get in?" Alicia asked, reaching for a towel to cover her nudity as she stood up from the tub.
"I knocked several times, but I guess you were too uhhhhhh... busy to notice," Erik stated, getting an eyeful of Alicia's delectable naked body. "I went over to your place first, Jade.... but your mom said you were here, with Alicia... I didn't know you two would be naked in the tub together, making out..."
"I'm sorry, Erik. I wasn't expecting you till tomorrow... and I didn't--- didn't want you to find out this way," said Jade, as she reached for a towel as well and began to dry off. "While you were away, Alicia and I became lovers. And well, tonight was supposed to be our last night together."
Erik shook his head. "Well, I guess you forgot to tell me you and Alicia are MORE than friends," said Erik as his eyes skimmed over both young women as he blocked the bathroom door and they stood there half-naked and wrapped up in towels. "I feel almost jealous..."
He was looking at Alicia as he thought of her licking and tasting his girlfriend. "Jade is mine... what made you think you could have her?" Erik asked Jade's best friend.
"You broke her heart... I was only trying to comfort her," Alicia said, trying to push passed Erik and leave the suddenly crowded bathroom.
"So you comforted her by licking her pussy?"
Alicia stared up into Erik's eyes, fury in her gaze. "I love Jade, which is more than I can say for you," she seethed.
Erik grabbed Alicia, her towel falling away as he held her in a tight grasp. "I love her, too," he said, his eyes a blazing blue as stared down into her face.
"Let Alicia go," Jade said firmly, coming up to Erik and squeezing his bicep. "Let her go now, Erik... or I will never forgive you."
Erik's eyes shifted to Jade, and he set Alicia back on her feet. Jade reached for Alicia, hugging her tight. "You hurt me terribly, Erik," Jade said to him as she was holding Alicia close while caressing her hair. "And Alicia was here for me... she mended the pieces of my broken heart back together. She isn't to blame for what happened. You are..."
Erik looked pissed as he stood in the doorway. "I don't understand your logic, Jade. You fucked your best friend... but you are saying it's my fault...." he said in a growl.
"I didn't fuck her... I made love to her."
Erik rolled his eyes. He muttered something about women and their sentimental nonsense under his breath. "Well, do you want her, Jade? Or do you want me?" Erik asked, looking at Jade and wanting to rip the towel off her and his way with her now. He was so horny, and it had turned him on so much to see her making out with Alicia. He hadn't been with a woman in months since that night on the beach when he had taken Jade's virginity. She certainly wasn't acting like his little virgin now. His girl had become a woman while he had been away.... a beautiful and passionate woman.
"Well, I was planning to go back to you... but I don't know," said Jade, looking from Erik to Alicia, then back again. "You can really be a jerk and an asshole, Erik... and Alicia is my best friend... she's everything to me."
Erik couldn't believe he was hearing this. He might lose Jade to another woman. Never in his wildest dreams had he ever thought anything like this might happen. He had been afraid of Jade finding someone else during his alcohol and drug rehabilitation, but never had he thought it would be her best friend nor another woman.
This time when Alicia pushed past him, Erik let her go. He then reached for Jade, holding her against him for awhile. She smelled so good, like bubbles and sex. He wanted her so much as his cock hardened in his pants. He was thinking about what she and Alicia had been doing and wished he had been able to watch every second of it.
"Jade, I missed you," he said, caressing her near-naked body as he placed kisses into her hair.
"I missed you too, Erik...." she replied, pushing her body tight to his as she slid her hands down his body, rubbing and cupping his buttocks.
"Mmmmmm...." he groaned as his erection grew larger and throbbed between them.
"Will you two stop it?" Alicia spoke up in an annoyed voice. "This is MY apartment... remember? And besides, Jade's clit is sore..."
Jade blushed. She could not believe that Alicia just said that... but Alicia was obviously jealous while seeing her with Erik. Jade pulled back from Erik, trying to get her bearings. What the Hell was she going to do?! "I hate this," she screamed out, tugging at her own hair in frustration. "This just ISN'T fair. I want BOTH of you!!!"
Erik and Alicia looked at each other, a sudden idea forming in their heads at once. "Well, Jade," spoke Erik as he reached out for Alicia's hand, pulling her into the circle of his arms where Jade already was. "Why can't you have us both??"
Erik's voice was velvety as the naughty notion also entered Jade's head. "Both of you?" Jade whispered, looking into Alicia's eyes to see her reaction to that. Alicia had a hint of a smile on her face as Erik pulled her flush to his body, her damp curves pressing to muscular length.
"You wouldn't be jealous if I fucked your friend, babe... since your clit is sore?" Erik asked huskily. "I am very turned on by the thought of you licking her... if you'd let me watch..."
"Alicia?" Jade asked, looking at her friend and making sure this was okay. She didn't want to do anything if it made Alicia uncomfortable.
Alicia got a grin on her face when she saw Jade's inquisitive expression. "I think a threesome sounds like fun," she said. "In fact, I think the two of you should move in... you can help me take care of the baby."
"Baby?" Erik said, looking at both Alicia and Jade. Neither one of them looked the least bit pregnant. Erik looked relieved when he realized that neither of them was expecting.
"Yeah, we'll explain later," Jade said happily, reaching for Erik's hand as she pulled both him and Alicia into the bedroom. "My mouth is going to be busy now; I will be licking Alicia too much to talk..."
Alicia lay on the bed as Jade began to lick her hot pussy. Erik watched, his cock growing huge and swollen as his girlfriend was using her tongue to pleasure her best friend. "That is so hot," Erik quipped, stroking his throbbing cock as he saw Jade's tongue disappear between Alicia's pink pussy-lips.
Finally, Jade broke away from Alicia's slit. "She's really wet now. You should fuck her," Jade said, licking Alicia's juices off her lips as she gave her boyfriend permission to fuck her best friend.
"What are you going to do while I fuck her?" Erik wondered, seeing Alicia sprawled out on the bed waiting to be fucked.
"I am going to finger my pussy..."
Erik sucked and nibbled on Alicia's nipples, then mounted her, thrusting his cock into her with no further preliminaries. "If you two aren't pregnant now, you are gonna be before the night is over," he teased.
Jade did not say anything as she watched Erik's huge cock disappear into Alicia's tight pussy. He didn't know it, but he might already be a daddy. But that was a story for later; now it was time to reach the heights of ecstasy times three. Alicia's eyes went closed as Erik began to pound in and out of her hard and fast. "Ohhhh yes...." she moaned, cause his fucking was wild and intense just as Nik's had always been. She was going to cum soon.
Jade joined them on the bed, licking and tasting Alicia's nipples. She was fingering her pussy as the bed shook from Erik's rough thrusts. Her pussy was so wet as the three bodies were writhing together on Alicia's bed. "I'm cummmmmming!!!" Alicia suddenly cried out. Erik came a second later, spilling his thick seed into Alicia as Jade fell back on the bed, reaching her own orgasm almost simultaneously. After all the sex, they lay on the bed together, Erik and Alicia cuddling Jade between them. Erik looked over at Alicia, wondering what it would be like to share Jade.
Alicia was thinking the same thing. Neither of them wanted to give her up. It was going to be a group thing, because for now, Jade was unable to choose. "Erik, how do you feel about being a dad?" Jade asked him.
Erik stiffened. "What?" he asked, looking a little freaked out.
"Well, Brook is about ready to pop out a baby," Alicia spoke up
"You're kidding!" he gasped. "Is... is it mine?"
"It might be," said Jade as she began to explain. "But Alicia is going to be the adoptive mother, as Brook wouldn't be a fit parent.. If it's proven you are the dad... well, then things are going to become quite complicated."
"We can all live here together and raise the baby," Erik suggested, not really sure about fatherhood as he had never really thought about it. But if the baby was his, he was going to try his best to be a good dad.
"Jade, I never asked your boyfriend to move in," Alicia reminded as she tenderly caressed Jade who was curled up in both she and Erik's arms.
"Ohhh come on, Alicia... you can never tell me no," Jade said teasingly as she reminded Alicia of her earlier words.
"That's true... He can stay. But I get you in my bed on weekdays..."
"Thanks for sharing," said Erik to Alicia with a good-natured laugh.
"You're welcome," laughed Alicia. "She has enough for both of us..."
"You two are awful," Jade giggled. "I might just sleep on the couch."
"We will tie you to the bed... and both have our way with you at once," Erik threatened, nuzzling Jade's breasts as he looked up to grin at Alicia.
"Behave or we will get you neutered," Alicia said to Erik, standing up to put on her robe.
"Where are you going?" Jade asked, trying to pull Alicia back into bed.
"The phone is ringing," Alicia said, running into the living room to answer it.
A couple of minutes later, she returned to the bedroom, saying, "Brook is having the baby... Let's go."
~ * ~
Brook was giving birth as she cussed out the doctor and told him she hated sex, men, and called him a few other things which made him want to gag her to shut her up. Alicia went in to the delivery room with Brook, as she was the labor coach. "Fuck you, Alicia," said Brook when she saw her sister.
"I love you, too, Sis," Alicia said sweetly, going to Brook's side.
Brook then started screaming as another contraction hit. The baby was coming fast as Alicia got to experience the miracle of birth. In the hallway, Erik waited with Jade. When the screaming filtered into the hallway, Erik tensed. He started pacing the hallway like a nervous father. Jade watched, smiling with amusement.
About an hour later, Alicia came out, carrying a tiny bundle wrapped in a blanket. She had tears in her eyes. "Brook didn't make it," she said, bursting into tears as Erik took the baby, and Alicia went into Jade's embrace.
"I'm so sorry..." Jade crooned, caressing Alicia's hair.
"She was terrible to me... but she was my sister," Alicia sobbed, looking over at the baby in Erik's arms.
"Alicia, I'm sorry about Brook," said Erik as he held the baby and expressed his condolences to Alicia in the death of her sister. Erik felt an ache in his middle, as Brook and he had been lovers many times. He had never really cared for her... but it was sad she had to die so young.
"The baby?" Jade said, looking at the little face peeking out of the blanket. "Is it okay?"
"Yes," Alicia said, reaching for the baby and holding the tiny infant close in a loving embrace. "It's a girl."
"She's beautiful... " said Jade, smiling at the baby and getting tears in her eyes. "She looks like you, Alicia."
"Yes, she does," Alicia said, as her parents had just gone into the delivery room to say goodbye to Brook.
"What are you going to name her?" Jade asked.
"Her name is Jayden," Alicia announced. "Jayden Nikola Forest, after both me and you..."
Jade got a big smile on her face. "Thank you," she said, hugging her friend and crying.
~Epilogue~
DNA tests were done on little Jayden, and she was proven to be Erik's daughter. Erik got custody as he was the only living biological parent. He and his girlfriend Jade decided to raise Jayden, but Alicia was going to be the little girl's mom. "This is going to be some story we are going to tell her someday," Alicia said as she put the baby girl down in her crib for the night. Jayden was blessed with Alicia's green eyes. The infant looked enough like Alicia that she truly could have been the baby girl's mother.
Erik and Jade looked on as Alicia put the baby down for the night. "Erik, you are a daddy," Jade said, laying her cheek against his chest.
"Scary, isn't it?" he chuckled, his hands exploring her intimately as Alicia looked on.
"Don't get any ideas..." Alicia spoke up. "I get Jade tonight. It's Thursday..."
"Damnit... can't I watch?" Erik said, fake pouting as they walked out of Jayden's bedroom and gently closed the door.
"Absolutely not... Friday is threesome night, remember? You will just have to wait till tomorrow night..."
Jade started laughing at their bogus arguing. It was a nightly thing. "I'm sleeping on the couch," she teased them, knowing the protests that were sure to follow.
"Time to tie her up, Erik... get the bondage kit," Alicia said with a gleam in her eyes.
"Woooo hoooo... My dreams have come true. Two lovely women... a baby, bondage, what more could a guy want?"
"Possibly a blow job?" Jade suggested with a little smile.
~ The End ~
They were lying together on Alicia's bed one day when Jade just blurted it out. "I miss Erik soooo much!"
"You're still in love with him, aren't you?" Alicia asked.
"Yeah, I guess I am," Jade admitted. She then saw tears in Alicia's eyes she was struggling not to shed and felt really bad as knew she had inadvertently hurt Alicia.
"I'm sorry, Lish. I love you, too... you know I do...."
"Yeah, but you don't love me like you love him."
Jade didn't know what to say. She did love Alicia very much... but Erik had a very special place in her heart. He was her first love. She had loved him ever since she could remember. "Let's not talk about him. He's still a jerk and an asshole, no matter how much I love him," said Jade, pulling Alicia closer and melting into her arms. Ever time Jade made love to Alicia... she always forgot all about Erik.... and now was no exception.
~ * ~
Jade knew Alicia was feeling down because Jade still had a thing for Erik. Jade planned up a romantic evening for herself and Alicia in hopes of cheering Alicia up. She had a few kinky things up her sleeve, so she asked Alicia to come over and have dinner. Jade's parents had gone on a weekend get-away, so she and Alicia were all alone.
"Brook's pregnant?" Jade said in shock, nearly spitting out her wine as they were having dinner.
"Yep. And who knows who knocked her up," answered Alicia as she was running a fork thru her food.
"Well, its probably Nik's... Ohhh my God, maybe it's Erik's!!!"
"Half the town has been down her pants, Jade," Alicia said with a heavy sigh. "So like I said, who knows... but she's claiming the baby is Nik's."
"I think people like her and Nik should not allowed to reproduce," said Jade as she took another sip of her wine. "What is she going to do when she has the baby?"
"Dad told her she has to give it up for adoption. She too young and irresponsible to have a kid," Alicia replied. "Of course she insists she wants to keep the baby... so she has something over Nik's head when he gets out of prison."
"She would not be a good mother, that's for sure. Maybe you can keep the baby, Alicia. It would be your little niece or nephew."
"What would I do with a kid? I am only eighteen...."
"You'll be almost nineteen when the baby arrives, and I'm sure your parents will let you keep the baby if you promise to take good care of him or her... after all, they will want to see their grandchild and you are Brook's fraternal twin."
"You do have a point there... my parents are too old to raise another kid. And they certainly are unable to handle Brook, that's for sure.."
"Great, then tell them you would like to raise the baby," said Jade with a happy smile. "I will help you take care of him or her."
"Sure, until Erik comes waltzing back thru the door..." Alicia said sorrowfully, throwing her fork aside. She just couldn't pretend everything was okay anymore. She was going to lose Jade to Erik; she just knew it.
Jade's smile faded away at the mention of Erik's name. "He called last night," she said to Alicia after having finished her wine. "He's getting out soon..."
"And he wants to kiss and make up?"
"I don't know... well, I think... maybe..."
"Where does that leave us, Jade?" Alicia asked as she sucked in her breath. "If you go back to him, are we over?"
"I don't know..." Jade stammered. "I don't want to think about it... I don't want to choose."
"Maybe I should just bow out gracefully then, if there is no place in your heart for me," Alicia said, standing up to go.
Jade grabbed Alicia's hand. "Don't go," she said in a pleading voice. "I don't want to lose you, Alicia. We share something very special together. Something Erik... nor anyone, could ever understand. If you leave... I could not bear it."
"Okay, then, I will stay," Alicia sighed. "But when he comes back, you are going to have to choose. Me or him..."
"Damn," Jade cursed as she pulled Alicia into her arms. "That will be one Hell of a choice. I need both of you..."
Alicia rolled her eyes. "He's an asshole and a jerk, remember?"
"Yeah, he is," Jade agreed as she cuddled Alicia close. "But I still love him anyway."
"What a pity," Alicia said in a tiny whisper, burying her face into Jade's hair. Alicia had never truly been in love with anyone, not even Nik... but she knew losing Jade was going to break her heart. When Erik came back, she knew that Jade would have to tell her good-bye. It was just a matter of time.
~ * ~
Brook was hugely pregnant now, and her mom and dad were making her give the baby up. She didn't really feel motherly, but she did want to keep the baby, if it meant she might have Nik back someday. But chances were, this baby wasn't Nik's. It might even belong to the brainless Chad or Bob. Alicia was going to take care of the baby after it was born. Alicia had plans to get her own place and raise Brook's child. "I don't want to go thru all this pain just for you to take this baby, Alicia," Brook complained, as she pressed a hand to her aching back.
"You deserve all that pain, Brook, for the part you had in Nik killing Kyle," Alicia said angrily as she looked at her twin sister who was as fat as a cow in her pregnancy.
"Why do you want this baby anyway? Because you think it might be Nik's? Why don't you go out and get pregnant with your own baby?" said Brook in a hateful voice, despising the little being that was kicking her unmercifully in her body and giving her hemorrhoids.
"Cause you stole Nik away from me... and Kyle is dead, thanks to you and Nik," said Alicia as she was packing up some of her belongings. She was getting her own apartment, and she was excited about having her own place and getting away from Brook. She only hoped she could talk Jade into moving in with her.
"Well, I hope the baby keeps you up every night and pukes up pea soup onto your boobs..." Brook said in a nasty voice.
"Yeah, and I hope it rips you a new hole when it's born.... but since you are so loose, I doubt it will," Alicia said, laughing hysterically as she packed up the last of her things.
~ * ~
Alicia was sitting in her new apartment, reading a book. She had everything ready for the baby and was just waiting for Brook to go into labor. Brook looked like a humongous whale, so it would probably be anytime. She was thinking about the baby when there was a knock at the door.
"Hi," Jade said when Alicia answered the door. Jade went into Alicia's arms, hugging her tight.
"Did you change your mind? Are you moving in?" Alicia asked, leading Jade over to the couch.
"I'd like to, Alicia... but Erik--- well, Erik's coming back. He should be back in town tomorrow," said Jade, her voice shaking as she spoke. "And well, he wants to get back together... and--- and I came over to tell you.... Ohhhh, Alicia.... I just don't know how to tell you this...."
Alicia bit her lip to keep back her tears. "We are over?" she said in a small whisper.
"We are still best friends... that will never end. But yes... I guess we are, I guess... over..."
Alicia looked down at her trembling hands. "Well, at least I had you... for awhile..." she said softly, hoping Jade would just go before she burst into tears.
"Alicia, I'm sorry," Jade said, her own eyes welling up with unshed tears. "I do love you... and I never... ever meant to hurt you."
"I love you, too, and I wish there were another way...." Alicia said as the tears started to fall. "Why don't you just go, Jade? Go to Erik..."
Jade was crying, too. "But I don't just want Erik, Alicia. I want you, too," she told her. "That's the hell of it... I want you both."
"Well, you can't have both of us.... Can you?" Alicia asked as she watched the tears cascade down Jade's face.
"I guess not," Jade said sadly. "But I wanted to ask you.... something...."
"What?" Alicia asked, feeling as though her heart was shattered into tiny pieces and ripping its way out of her chest.
"Could we have........... just one more time? Before, before... Erik comes back."
Jade knew she shouldn't ask. But she wanted Alicia just once more. She wanted to burn the memory into her brain for all of time so she would never forget having loved Alicia. "I could never tell you no," Alicia said, as a tear rolled down her face. "I want you ...."
Jade kissed the tear away and lead Alicia into the bedroom. "Make love to me," Alicia begged, pulling Jade down on top of her. It was going to be their last night, so Alicia was determined to make it last as long as possible.
'Brook better NOT go into labor now or I am gonna kill her,' Alicia thought as Jade was on top of her kissing her with intense hunger.
~ * ~
Jade was in la-la land. Alicia had just made passionate love to her many times. She had cum so much her clit was sore. Then Alicia said she wanted to take a bath. "Together?" Jade said with a giggle.
"Yeah, you haven't seen the tub yet... it's absolutely huge," Alicia said, taking Jade's hand into hers and leading her into the bathroom. Jade was shocked when she saw the tub. It could fit a small orgy inside of it.
"Damn," Jade laughed, as Alicia squirted in some bubble bath. The water was nice and steamy as they got settled into the tub.
"This is nice," said Jade, as she rested in Alicia's arms. "I could almost fall asleep."
"You can't fall asleep, I want to play some more..."
"You're insatiable..." Jade giggled, turning around in Alicia's arms. She began to caress Alicia's breasts under the bubbles. She nibbled on Alicia's neck as she was playing with her taut nipples. Under the water, Alicia was fingering Jade's pussy and avoiding her aching clit.
"You are sooo bad," Jade said, as she looked into Alicia's eyes. "Turn over so I can spank you..."
"I am not going to fall for that... you just want to get a good look at my pussy and my ass," Alicia said teasingly, reaching up to pinch Jade's dark-pink nipples.
"Ooooo.... that hurt," Jade gasped. "You want to get rough, don't you?"
"Maybe," said Alicia with a devilish laugh, pinching Jade's nipples again.
"I am going to bite you!" Jade threatened, grabbing Alicia and nibbling on her earlobe.
Just then, Jade and Alicia were broken from their sexual trance as there was someone standing in the entrance of the bathroom, watching them. "What the fuck?" a voice gasped. Jade was the first to look up, seeing it was Erik.
"Erik? What--- what--- what are you doing here?" Jade stuttered, her hands leaving their resting place which had been upon Alicia's breasts.
"I came back to surprise you... I guess it is me who gets the surprise," he said, crossing his arms as he looked at Jade naked in the tub with Alicia.
"How did you get in?" Alicia asked, reaching for a towel to cover her nudity as she stood up from the tub.
"I knocked several times, but I guess you were too uhhhhhh... busy to notice," Erik stated, getting an eyeful of Alicia's delectable naked body. "I went over to your place first, Jade.... but your mom said you were here, with Alicia... I didn't know you two would be naked in the tub together, making out..."
"I'm sorry, Erik. I wasn't expecting you till tomorrow... and I didn't--- didn't want you to find out this way," said Jade, as she reached for a towel as well and began to dry off. "While you were away, Alicia and I became lovers. And well, tonight was supposed to be our last night together."
Erik shook his head. "Well, I guess you forgot to tell me you and Alicia are MORE than friends," said Erik as his eyes skimmed over both young women as he blocked the bathroom door and they stood there half-naked and wrapped up in towels. "I feel almost jealous..."
He was looking at Alicia as he thought of her licking and tasting his girlfriend. "Jade is mine... what made you think you could have her?" Erik asked Jade's best friend.
"You broke her heart... I was only trying to comfort her," Alicia said, trying to push passed Erik and leave the suddenly crowded bathroom.
"So you comforted her by licking her pussy?"
Alicia stared up into Erik's eyes, fury in her gaze. "I love Jade, which is more than I can say for you," she seethed.
Erik grabbed Alicia, her towel falling away as he held her in a tight grasp. "I love her, too," he said, his eyes a blazing blue as stared down into her face.
"Let Alicia go," Jade said firmly, coming up to Erik and squeezing his bicep. "Let her go now, Erik... or I will never forgive you."
Erik's eyes shifted to Jade, and he set Alicia back on her feet. Jade reached for Alicia, hugging her tight. "You hurt me terribly, Erik," Jade said to him as she was holding Alicia close while caressing her hair. "And Alicia was here for me... she mended the pieces of my broken heart back together. She isn't to blame for what happened. You are..."
Erik looked pissed as he stood in the doorway. "I don't understand your logic, Jade. You fucked your best friend... but you are saying it's my fault...." he said in a growl.
"I didn't fuck her... I made love to her."
Erik rolled his eyes. He muttered something about women and their sentimental nonsense under his breath. "Well, do you want her, Jade? Or do you want me?" Erik asked, looking at Jade and wanting to rip the towel off her and his way with her now. He was so horny, and it had turned him on so much to see her making out with Alicia. He hadn't been with a woman in months since that night on the beach when he had taken Jade's virginity. She certainly wasn't acting like his little virgin now. His girl had become a woman while he had been away.... a beautiful and passionate woman.
"Well, I was planning to go back to you... but I don't know," said Jade, looking from Erik to Alicia, then back again. "You can really be a jerk and an asshole, Erik... and Alicia is my best friend... she's everything to me."
Erik couldn't believe he was hearing this. He might lose Jade to another woman. Never in his wildest dreams had he ever thought anything like this might happen. He had been afraid of Jade finding someone else during his alcohol and drug rehabilitation, but never had he thought it would be her best friend nor another woman.
This time when Alicia pushed past him, Erik let her go. He then reached for Jade, holding her against him for awhile. She smelled so good, like bubbles and sex. He wanted her so much as his cock hardened in his pants. He was thinking about what she and Alicia had been doing and wished he had been able to watch every second of it.
"Jade, I missed you," he said, caressing her near-naked body as he placed kisses into her hair.
"I missed you too, Erik...." she replied, pushing her body tight to his as she slid her hands down his body, rubbing and cupping his buttocks.
"Mmmmmm...." he groaned as his erection grew larger and throbbed between them.
"Will you two stop it?" Alicia spoke up in an annoyed voice. "This is MY apartment... remember? And besides, Jade's clit is sore..."
Jade blushed. She could not believe that Alicia just said that... but Alicia was obviously jealous while seeing her with Erik. Jade pulled back from Erik, trying to get her bearings. What the Hell was she going to do?! "I hate this," she screamed out, tugging at her own hair in frustration. "This just ISN'T fair. I want BOTH of you!!!"
Erik and Alicia looked at each other, a sudden idea forming in their heads at once. "Well, Jade," spoke Erik as he reached out for Alicia's hand, pulling her into the circle of his arms where Jade already was. "Why can't you have us both??"
Erik's voice was velvety as the naughty notion also entered Jade's head. "Both of you?" Jade whispered, looking into Alicia's eyes to see her reaction to that. Alicia had a hint of a smile on her face as Erik pulled her flush to his body, her damp curves pressing to muscular length.
"You wouldn't be jealous if I fucked your friend, babe... since your clit is sore?" Erik asked huskily. "I am very turned on by the thought of you licking her... if you'd let me watch..."
"Alicia?" Jade asked, looking at her friend and making sure this was okay. She didn't want to do anything if it made Alicia uncomfortable.
Alicia got a grin on her face when she saw Jade's inquisitive expression. "I think a threesome sounds like fun," she said. "In fact, I think the two of you should move in... you can help me take care of the baby."
"Baby?" Erik said, looking at both Alicia and Jade. Neither one of them looked the least bit pregnant. Erik looked relieved when he realized that neither of them was expecting.
"Yeah, we'll explain later," Jade said happily, reaching for Erik's hand as she pulled both him and Alicia into the bedroom. "My mouth is going to be busy now; I will be licking Alicia too much to talk..."
Alicia lay on the bed as Jade began to lick her hot pussy. Erik watched, his cock growing huge and swollen as his girlfriend was using her tongue to pleasure her best friend. "That is so hot," Erik quipped, stroking his throbbing cock as he saw Jade's tongue disappear between Alicia's pink pussy-lips.
Finally, Jade broke away from Alicia's slit. "She's really wet now. You should fuck her," Jade said, licking Alicia's juices off her lips as she gave her boyfriend permission to fuck her best friend.
"What are you going to do while I fuck her?" Erik wondered, seeing Alicia sprawled out on the bed waiting to be fucked.
"I am going to finger my pussy..."
Erik sucked and nibbled on Alicia's nipples, then mounted her, thrusting his cock into her with no further preliminaries. "If you two aren't pregnant now, you are gonna be before the night is over," he teased.
Jade did not say anything as she watched Erik's huge cock disappear into Alicia's tight pussy. He didn't know it, but he might already be a daddy. But that was a story for later; now it was time to reach the heights of ecstasy times three. Alicia's eyes went closed as Erik began to pound in and out of her hard and fast. "Ohhhh yes...." she moaned, cause his fucking was wild and intense just as Nik's had always been. She was going to cum soon.
Jade joined them on the bed, licking and tasting Alicia's nipples. She was fingering her pussy as the bed shook from Erik's rough thrusts. Her pussy was so wet as the three bodies were writhing together on Alicia's bed. "I'm cummmmmming!!!" Alicia suddenly cried out. Erik came a second later, spilling his thick seed into Alicia as Jade fell back on the bed, reaching her own orgasm almost simultaneously. After all the sex, they lay on the bed together, Erik and Alicia cuddling Jade between them. Erik looked over at Alicia, wondering what it would be like to share Jade.
Alicia was thinking the same thing. Neither of them wanted to give her up. It was going to be a group thing, because for now, Jade was unable to choose. "Erik, how do you feel about being a dad?" Jade asked him.
Erik stiffened. "What?" he asked, looking a little freaked out.
"Well, Brook is about ready to pop out a baby," Alicia spoke up
"You're kidding!" he gasped. "Is... is it mine?"
"It might be," said Jade as she began to explain. "But Alicia is going to be the adoptive mother, as Brook wouldn't be a fit parent.. If it's proven you are the dad... well, then things are going to become quite complicated."
"We can all live here together and raise the baby," Erik suggested, not really sure about fatherhood as he had never really thought about it. But if the baby was his, he was going to try his best to be a good dad.
"Jade, I never asked your boyfriend to move in," Alicia reminded as she tenderly caressed Jade who was curled up in both she and Erik's arms.
"Ohhh come on, Alicia... you can never tell me no," Jade said teasingly as she reminded Alicia of her earlier words.
"That's true... He can stay. But I get you in my bed on weekdays..."
"Thanks for sharing," said Erik to Alicia with a good-natured laugh.
"You're welcome," laughed Alicia. "She has enough for both of us..."
"You two are awful," Jade giggled. "I might just sleep on the couch."
"We will tie you to the bed... and both have our way with you at once," Erik threatened, nuzzling Jade's breasts as he looked up to grin at Alicia.
"Behave or we will get you neutered," Alicia said to Erik, standing up to put on her robe.
"Where are you going?" Jade asked, trying to pull Alicia back into bed.
"The phone is ringing," Alicia said, running into the living room to answer it.
A couple of minutes later, she returned to the bedroom, saying, "Brook is having the baby... Let's go."
~ * ~
Brook was giving birth as she cussed out the doctor and told him she hated sex, men, and called him a few other things which made him want to gag her to shut her up. Alicia went in to the delivery room with Brook, as she was the labor coach. "Fuck you, Alicia," said Brook when she saw her sister.
"I love you, too, Sis," Alicia said sweetly, going to Brook's side.
Brook then started screaming as another contraction hit. The baby was coming fast as Alicia got to experience the miracle of birth. In the hallway, Erik waited with Jade. When the screaming filtered into the hallway, Erik tensed. He started pacing the hallway like a nervous father. Jade watched, smiling with amusement.
About an hour later, Alicia came out, carrying a tiny bundle wrapped in a blanket. She had tears in her eyes. "Brook didn't make it," she said, bursting into tears as Erik took the baby, and Alicia went into Jade's embrace.
"I'm so sorry..." Jade crooned, caressing Alicia's hair.
"She was terrible to me... but she was my sister," Alicia sobbed, looking over at the baby in Erik's arms.
"Alicia, I'm sorry about Brook," said Erik as he held the baby and expressed his condolences to Alicia in the death of her sister. Erik felt an ache in his middle, as Brook and he had been lovers many times. He had never really cared for her... but it was sad she had to die so young.
"The baby?" Jade said, looking at the little face peeking out of the blanket. "Is it okay?"
"Yes," Alicia said, reaching for the baby and holding the tiny infant close in a loving embrace. "It's a girl."
"She's beautiful... " said Jade, smiling at the baby and getting tears in her eyes. "She looks like you, Alicia."
"Yes, she does," Alicia said, as her parents had just gone into the delivery room to say goodbye to Brook.
"What are you going to name her?" Jade asked.
"Her name is Jayden," Alicia announced. "Jayden Nikola Forest, after both me and you..."
Jade got a big smile on her face. "Thank you," she said, hugging her friend and crying.
~Epilogue~
DNA tests were done on little Jayden, and she was proven to be Erik's daughter. Erik got custody as he was the only living biological parent. He and his girlfriend Jade decided to raise Jayden, but Alicia was going to be the little girl's mom. "This is going to be some story we are going to tell her someday," Alicia said as she put the baby girl down in her crib for the night. Jayden was blessed with Alicia's green eyes. The infant looked enough like Alicia that she truly could have been the baby girl's mother.
Erik and Jade looked on as Alicia put the baby down for the night. "Erik, you are a daddy," Jade said, laying her cheek against his chest.
"Scary, isn't it?" he chuckled, his hands exploring her intimately as Alicia looked on.
"Don't get any ideas..." Alicia spoke up. "I get Jade tonight. It's Thursday..."
"Damnit... can't I watch?" Erik said, fake pouting as they walked out of Jayden's bedroom and gently closed the door.
"Absolutely not... Friday is threesome night, remember? You will just have to wait till tomorrow night..."
Jade started laughing at their bogus arguing. It was a nightly thing. "I'm sleeping on the couch," she teased them, knowing the protests that were sure to follow.
"Time to tie her up, Erik... get the bondage kit," Alicia said with a gleam in her eyes.
"Woooo hoooo... My dreams have come true. Two lovely women... a baby, bondage, what more could a guy want?"
"Possibly a blow job?" Jade suggested with a little smile.
~ The End ~
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This story is the first in a series of events that have actually taken place over the last two years. Although names are fictitious to protect the ‘not-so-innocent’, places and events are factual. I have put ‘pen to paper’ for three reasons: i) to preserve the images and memories in our minds; ii) to share the images with you. Had I not experienced these events first hand, I would not have believed what is written, and probably treated these words as fiction; and iii) what has happened over that last couple of years has injected even more excitement into our sex lives – so much so, that even as I trace back over the images and transpose to text, I have to periodically stop and relieve myself – with the help if my lovely wife, Tanya, of course. So, read and enjoy in the knowledge that the words are relating true events; and when you feel stirring in your loins, feel free to relieve yourselves of any stress that may be swelling up.
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Hi, my name is Dave. I’m a 34 year-old, 6’3”, 210lb hunk, so my wife Tanya tells me, with mousy hair and blue eyes. I work as a Site Manager for a national building supplies firm, supplying the industry with everything from silicone sealant to concrete cement, and floor tiles to chimney pots. Tanya works as a Surgery Nurse at the local Health Centre. She’s 5’4”, brown hair, green eyes, 110lbs and beautiful firm 36F breasts with the biggest nipples I’ve ever seen in the flesh!
Tanya and I have been married almost 7 years, and we’ve both enjoyed every day we’ve been together; never had an argument that lasted more than several minutes and never went to our bed without telling each other how much love we had for on another.
Many of my friends think that fun is cheating on your spouse, but I tell you, there’s nothing healthier than a solid, faithful marriage with lots of healthy sex. Neither of us had strayed from the matrimonial bed, however, we had toyed with the idea of threesomes, swapping, swinging, you name it - fantasies as most healthy young couples have, I would think. After all, it’s curiosity and human nature! But, not wanting to spoil what we have together kept us from temptation – that was, until our first holiday to Tenerife two years ago.
***
We had booked an all-inclusive deal at one of Tenerife’s newest hotels, so the glossy brochure said, on the south of the island at Playa de las Americas. The Hotel Fañabe was a marble and glass construction with any hint of concrete discretely covered with ivy and palms. The main reception area sported a small bar and a large reception desk with a beautiful dark Spanish female receptionist that couldn’t have been more than 18 years old and with a figure fit for Miss World. Maria’s English was broken, but good enough for us to converse, and after checking us in to room 312, a porter took our key and luggage and led us to the elevators. Juan, a pleasant young man fresh out of school, and gave us a brief description of the hotel as we waited on the elevator’s arrival. By the time he placed our luggage onto the luggage rests in our room, we knew exactly where the bars, disco, pool and special sunbathing areas were. I tipped Juan for his help and he left us to unpack our clothes.
It had been a long day and we were both tired, so after a short walk along the black sandy beach warmed by the setting sun, Tanya and I headed to the reception bar for a small nightcap before turning in for the night.
We spent the next two days on a voyage of discovery interspersed with sunbathing sessions at either the poolside or on the beach. Tanya was able to tan quickly and already, her soft skin was turning a fabulous bronze colour, whilst I was almost a cherry red, but, I knew that if I stuck to it, I’d soon turn brown too.
On day three of our ten-day stay, we met a couple from Scotland. Terry and Jane were from Glasgow and lived up to the stereotypical Glaswegian lifestyle – loud, self-centred, almost belligerent attitudes, but underneath it all, they were really good sports, and were in Tenerife to make the most of their free time away from their three kids.
Terry was in his early 30’s, about 5’11” and 170lbs with brown hair and brown eyes: Jane, probably a couple of years junior to Terry, was platinum blonde with blue eyes and a figure to match. They had been soaking up the sun and quenching their thirst at the poolside when Tanya and I took a pair of sun lounges next to the couple. After an informal introduction, a brief who’s who, several beers and another good dosing of gamma rays, we decided to meet up for the evening in the main bar.
***
Tanya wore her white cotton summer dress, low cut to reveal her ample breasts. She had also removed her bra, allowing her nipples to lift the delicate fabric of her dress, forming white silhouettes that were both hard and erect. Her white g-string panties were just visible through the material as her tanned legs and stomach were in stark contrast beneath the swaying cotton. Her healed sandals gave her an additional two-inches in height, and with her hair tied back, she looked stunningly beautiful.
Tanya was ready to party, and when Tanya was ready to party, she knew how to have a good time!
Terry and Jane were sat at a table in a darkened corner of the bar, sipping cocktails when they saw us arrive. Terry ordered another round of drinks from the waiter and pulled out a chair for Tanya – well mannered or just aghast with her beauty, I wasn’t quite sure. Jane, dressed in a little black number, wore a deep red lipstick that complimented her pouting lips. Terry and I were truly out-smarted by these two beauties as we both sported short-sleeved shirts and dark trousers.
After several rounds of cocktails, we decided to try out the disco. It was a darker, more sensuous atmosphere in the disco, with red illuminations along the walls and tables, and the occasional under dance floor lighting spilling up, allowing many girls’ silhouette through their dresses and skirts.
We found a ‘quiet’ corner were we could just make out conversation and no sooner had we ordered another round of drinks when Jane dragged Tanya onto the dance floor. The girls looked incredibly sexy in the red lighting as they made their way through the crowd, and when the dance floor lighting came on from time to time with the rhythm of the music, I could see Tanya’s shapely legs through the thin dress material. Terry made some brief comments on how we were both lucky to have such beauties and that if we weren’t too careful, the local lads might want to muscle in on the action.
Terry went on to explain how another couple he’d met on their first night at the hotel had got into the wrong company. A group of four local youths had befriended the couple and they all ended up in the couple’s room for a quick drink whilst they waited for the lads’ taxi to arrive. As it turned out, one of the youths had spiked the woman’s drink whilst another fed the man with some local liquor – very strong. The man had passed out and the woman was then gang raped. She was so heavily sedated by the spiked drink, she knew what was happening but couldn’t do a thing about it. The strangest thing about it all though, was that the couple, when they came around in the morning, actually enjoyed the experience and they have since been trying to find the local youths to try a more sober approach.
Terry was clearly excited about it all and I got the feeling that perhaps the couple were not those Terry and Jane had met, and that the couple were, in fact, Terry and Jane. Later that evening, after more alcohol, I managed to get Terry to confess. He told me he and Jane had always fantasised about threesomes and group sex and that he and Jane were looking for all the fun they could get on this holiday.
In bed, as I retold the story to Tanya, she slowly stroked my cock and by the time I got to the confessional, she had engulfed my cock in her hot wet mouth. Needless to say, the story, the atmosphere, the alcohol and the location had gotten Tanya sexually excited and we fuck each other as we narrated our own fantasies to each other that night.
***
Next day, we didn’t see Terry and Jane and assumed they had either taken a sightseeing trip or broaden their horizons in a search for some local youths.
At the poolside, as we laid on our lounges, I caught sight of a female on the roof of the hotel, looking down at the pool as she leaned across the safety balcony. It was then I recalled Juan’s words about the ‘special sun bathing area’. Tanya and I decided to do some exploring.
The screen door led to a cordoned area filled with sun lounges and a walk-through shower. A sign on the wall stated that the area was ‘Strictly Naturists Only’. There were two couples at the far end of the area talking to a chap who appeared to be alone. Tanya and I decided to take a pair of lounges close to the shower and removed our swimwear.
The soft breeze and heat of the sun’s rays felt fine on my privates, and Tanya let out a soft sigh as she opened her legs slightly to allow that same breeze cool her pussy. We applied fresh coconut oil and relaxed.
In a daze, I could make out a man’s voice. I opened my eyes to find a tall thin chap, perhaps in his forties, talking with Tanya, in broken English.
“Hello, my name is Franz,” said the German accent. “I’m on holidaying wiz my own, and am here to meet all zer new peoples.”
“Hi, I’m Dave, this is my wife Tanya.”
“Pleased to meet you,” Tanya offered her hand to shake. Franz took it and lifted it as he bowed his head and gently kissed the back of Tanya’s hand.
After some polite conversation, we discovered that Franz was not German; he was Swiss and worked for Bundesbank in Geneva. He’d explained that the hotel, recommended by a good friend, was the place to meet couples who were ‘less inhibited’ and as he hadn’t a girlfriend since his wife had died some six years before in an auto accident, he needed to ‘alleviate some of zer stresses’.
“Would you boz be vanting a drink from zer bar?” We accepted his kind offer. Tanya was feeling sorry for the guy and said that, during our conversation, she couldn’t help but notice Franz’s eyes scanning her body, not that I hadn’t noticed, and that it was actually making her wet and me horny.
“Play your cards right girl, and you might be in tonight,” I joked. Tanya chuckled as she recalled one or two of our fantasies from loving nights past.
Franz returned with a three long glasses containing blue liquid, ice and straws. “You like zer sex on zer beach?” he asked Tanya as he handed her one of the cocktails.
“You bet,” she replied with a broad smile and a giggle. I knew that the sun must be getting to her, or perhaps it was the sight of Franz’s cock, all seven inches of flaccid meat caressed by a huge sack with two golf-ball sized testicles. “And you?” she asked cheekily.
“Vell, alvays.” We all laughed and that appeared to break down any remaining barriers that might have been between us.
Isn’t it amazing how, no matter who you talk to, the subject eventually turns to sex? After we’d discussed pleasantries, family, weather, politics and country matters, Franz finally let the cat out of the bag; “Are you two vanting me to join you zis evening?”
“In the bar?” I retorted, knowing exactly what he meant, teasing him along.
“Na, na. I mean in zer room. Have zer zreesome? Your wife haz zer very fine body and most lovely breast here in all of Tenerife,” Franz complimented. “I am getting hard just zinking about zis,” Franz crossed his legs in an attempt to hide his growing erection.
“You fetch us another drink, Franz, whilst Tanya and I decide.” Franz’s forward attitude caught us a little off-guard.
“What do you mean ‘whilst Tanya and I decide’?” Tanya blurted as Franz disappeared from sight.
“Well, you did fantasise only last night about having a big cock in you mouth as I fucked you silly,” I recalled.
Tanya, in a quandary, contemplated the thought. Then, after several moments, “Hmm. Let’s play it slowly then. I call the shots, okay?” Tanya unconsciously tweaked her left nipple as she pondered about what might be in store for here that night.
***
“It’s open,” I called as Franz slipped into the room, bottle of red wine in hand. “Tanya was just finishing in the shower.”
“I am a little early, but excited wiz you in my zoughts,” Franz explained boyishly.
“Don’t worry, Tanya’s been wanting this since we left you this afternoon on the rooftop.”
“Ya, goot, she vill not be disappointed zen, no?”
“No.” She certainly would not. Deep down, Tanya had wanted another cock just as much as I wanted to see her take another cock. “Just relax, take off your shorts and shirt and lay on the bed whilst I pour us a stiff drink”
The scotch burned the back of my throat as I swallowed, eyes smarting, hand trembling. I removed my shorts and we both awaited Tanya.
Tanya opened the bathroom door and waltzed into the room oblivious to Franz’s presence. “Shit!” she exclaimed as she realised Franz was laying on the bed, with his cock in hand slowly growing and hardening at the thought of what was in store for him. “Sorry,” she apologised, “I didn’t expect to see you there.”
“Please, I am sorry for zer shocking,” Franz, red-faced, removed his hand from his cock to reveal a full ten inches of muscle.
Tanya gazed at his cock, astonished by its size and girth. “It’s okay. Here, let me help you with that,” Tanya said as she dropped her towel revealing her nakedness. She wasted no time and kneeling over Franz, took his cock into her mouth, licking its purple head and shaft. Tanya made herself comfortable, straddling Franz’s knees and making sure I had a good view of her oral action and her ass, as she knelt opening her legs. Her freshly shaven pussy was damp and her pouting labia glistened in the soft light. I dropped to my knees at the foot of the bed and began to run my tongue along her groove, making sure it probed every orifice and ripple. Tanya let out soft moans as she slowly rocked her ass from side to side, inviting my tongue into her hotness.
“Ahh, zat is zer vay,” Franz whispered as Tanya attempted to take his cock deeper into her throat. “It has been very long since my last making of love.”
Tanya felt Franz’s cock twitch as he unloaded his hot slippery semen into her mouth. Unexpected as it was, she didn’t waste a drop and swallowed, feeling the cock in her mouth pulse as Franz emptied his sack.
I couldn’t believe what was happening. It was surreal. Tanya and I had, up until that afternoon, only fantasised about such events, and here we were, realising every moment – and Tanya was ‘taking it slowly as she called the shots!’
My cock was desperate for attention, and Tanya sensed it. “Fuck me Dave,” she demanded as she dropped onto Franz, letting his flaccid cock nuzzle against her pussy, her breasts pressing firmly on his hairless chest. I wasted no time and mounted her from behind, my cock slipping into her with no form of restraint. The excitement overcame us and we both shuddered in climax as I filled Tanya’s pussy with my semen and Tanya muffled her moans in Franz’s shoulder.
We rolled over and took little time to recover. By the time I poured another drink, Franz’s cock was fully erect. Tanya, eager to please and facing me, mounted Franz, his cock sliding slowly into her as her juices and my semen offered additional lubrication. I watched as I sipped my drink and Franz slowly fucked my wife. Long, slow, deliberate strokes pulling out revealing the glistening head, then sliding back into Tanya until his balls were firmly pressing on Tanya’s clitoris. After Tanya came twice more, I decided to assist. My stiff cock once again eager to please, I slid it into Tanya’s pussy alongside Franz’s. Tanya took a sharp intake of breath as she felt her pussy stretch and the sensation of two large cocks penetrate deep into her vagina. I could feel Franz’s fervent pace increase, and that, along with the aroma of sex in the bedroom, had me on the brink of another ejaculation. A dozen more powerful thrusts and Franz and I erupted simultaneously, filling Tanya’s pussy with more hot, slippery semen.
“Zank you boz for zis,” Franz said as he kissed Tanya’s left breast, “but now, I must be leaving you to meet wiz some friends of mine. Perhaps you will join us no?”
“Maybe tomorrow Franz,” Tanya answered, exhausted.
Franz left ten minutes later after tasting Tanya’s pussy and making sure he had inserted two fingers ‘so zat I vill remember zis for zer rest of zer evenink’ he commented as he closed the door behind him, sniffing his fingers.
***
Later, Tanya and I cleaned up and after a while decided to frequent the bar for a nightcap.
Terry was at the bar, “Hi Terry, where’s Jane?” Tanya asked.
“She’ll be down shortly,” he winked at me. “Let’s grab a table.” We wandered to the far end of the room and discussed the day’s events.
Terry and Jane had met a new friend on the rooftop, Franz. He’d been talking with Terry and Jane just before we had arrived that afternoon. As it turned out, they had slipped down to the poolside to try and find us, just as we had caught the elevator to the rooftop and so had missed each other, ‘not too much of a loss’ flashed through my mind but immediately regretting it, I missed seeing Jane’s naked body.
Tanya left to powder her nose and no sooner had she rose from the table, Terry slid across the bench-chair to tell me about the fucking Jane was receiving right now… with Franz!
I was taken aback. I didn’t let on about our earlier sexual encounter and innocently asked about Terry’s thoughts on having his wife taken by a stranger whilst he was sitting in the bar. “Ah, we got an open marriage. I fuck whomever I please, and Jane swings both ways, so, I’m on a winner.”
“Wow,” I exhaled. “And you don’t get a tiny bit jealous about it?”
“Hell no. I’ve played around a hell of a lot more than she has, and besides, it’s amazing the new techniques you pick up from different encounters. It really does spice up your love-life.”
Tanya returned and immediately Terry asked her if she’d like to dance. On the dance floor, Terry held Tanya close and was making constant eye contact with her. It was blatantly clear he wanted to fuck my wife. I began to get annoyed and aroused at the same time.
I finished off my drink.
At the bar, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. “Franz says ‘Hi’,” Jane whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek. “I’ll have a Vodka and Red Bull,” she said in the next breath. “Where’s Tanya and Terry?” she asked.
“On the dance floor,” I managed after getting over the shock that Jane probably knew exactly what Tanya and I had been up to that afternoon. “Do you fancy a dance?” I asked. Jane nodded and we set our drinks on the table.
After three songs, we sat down. It was extremely hot in the disco and we were all perspiring. Jane’s cream blouse had large damp patches forming in her cleavage and I couldn’t help but notice her nipples were erect. She saw me gazing at her body and smiled as I realised I was caught in a stare. “I think Dave likes what he sees,” Jane said loud enough for all to hear.
“Oh yes, he likes a nice pair of tits does Dave,” answered Tanya on my behalf. If it wasn’t for the lighting, I would have been reddest face in the disco.
“I’m all hot and bothered,” commented Tanya as she fanned her face with a drinks mat.
“So’s Jane by the look of things. Let’s go somewhere cooler,” suggested Terry. It was almost too corny to believe. I could have sworn I was being set up had it not been for the fact that Tanya and Jane had only just arrived and wasn’t aware of what Terry and I had talked about.
The poolside bar was closed and so the only people at the bar were the four of us. “Ah, that’s better,” sighed Jane as she undid three of her blouse buttons, revealing her firm tits, but only enough so that her nipples were teasingly just out of sight.
It was getting late and we decided to take what was left of our drinks back to Terry’s room so we could chat and listen to some more social music. It also helped that Terry had a well stocked refrigerated room bar.
In the elevator, I could feel Tanya squeeze my ass as she looked up to me and gave me that ‘little miss naughty’ smile. I felt my cock stir as I could see in my mind’s eye Tanya and Jane strip in front of me. The elevator ‘pinged’ as we reached the fourth floor and the door slid open.
As we stepped out of the elevator, “Hey!” Franz called from down the hallway. He was with two friends. Both appeared to be Swiss as he conversed fluently, Franz explaining to them who we were.
“Zank you boz for earlier,” Franz kissed Jane and Tanya’s hands and disappeared into the elevator with his friends all laughing as the elevator door slid closed. Tanya looked at Jane, Jane at Tanya and they both burst into a fit of laughter.
“Wife died?”
“Six years ago?”
“First time since?”
The girls played ping-pong as they recounted Franz’s words. “We’re going to have to teach that bastard a lesson,” Jane sniggered as she closed the room’s door behind us.
Terry poured our fourth round of drinks. Jane, wanting to cool off, removed her blouse and skirt and sat on the sofa in her silk panties. Tanya, also hot and bothered, had also slipped her dress off and sat on my knee, here right breast resting on my cheek. We amused ourselves, mimicking Franz’s accent and how he’d had us all strung along, fucking both girls. Terry, half unconscious from the alcohol he’d been feeding on since early evening, had a constant grin as he laid stretched out on the queen-sized bed.
“Give him five minutes and he’ll be fast asleep,” Jane whispered as Terry’s head began to turn slowly to one side. “Here, help me with his shirt,” Jane requested Tanya. “If he sleeps in that tonight, he’ll wreck it for sure.” Jane unbuttoned Terry’s shirt as Tanya slipped off his loafers. Jane managed to remove his shirt with relative ease. “Might as well take his slacks off too,” she said. Tanya unbuttoned and unzipped Terry’s trousers and both girls gently began to slide Terry’s trousers down past his hips and thighs. She didn’t realise it at the time, but Tanya’s fingers had manage to catch on Terry’s underpants and they came off with his trousers. Both girls burst into laughter as Terry lay there, trousers around his ankles, exposing his most intimate parts.
“That’s a nice cock he’s got there,” Tanya observed, “Does he know how to use it?”
“Thinks he does, I just put up with his antics most of the time, still, he knows how to lick my pussy,” Jane replied without embarrassment. “It is nice to watch it grow in my hand though. It starts off all little and soft, and in no time at all, it’s a good seven inches and thick and hard,” she giggled “and his tattoo is really a turn-on.”
“What tattoo?” Tanya asked. Jane pulled back Terry’s foreskin to reveal a Harley-Davidson bar and shield logo, neatly tattooed on his glands.
“When he’s hard, the head of his cock is big and the tattoo looks really cool,” Jane explained. “I’ll get him to show you, if he ever comes around,” she giggled.
The sight of the girls fondling Terry’s cock was beginning to make mine swell. “Oh look, I reckon your cock would sport a nice tattoo Dave,” laughed Jane. “There’s a good tattoo artist on the seafront in Los Christianos, We’ll have to take you there.”
“I don’t think so,” Tanya muttered. “I like Dave’s cock just the way it is, thank you,” she complimented. “Come here and show Jane your cock,” Tanya demanded. I stood at the edge of the bed and the girls took turns stroking and kissing my cock. It grew to its full length and strained as it received intense interest.
“Hmm, tastes nice. It’s about the same length as Terry’s only a lot thicker. I bet you have some great fun with this between your legs,” Jane stated to Tanya.
“Yeah, but it’s not as big as Franz’s cock. That was a monster, wasn’t it? I though I would never feel his balls against my clitoris.”
“Oh yeah, I though I was about to split open when he pumped me full of his cum,” Jane added between sucking and licking.
All the sexy talk and attention my cock was receiving made my cock twitch. A sure sign I was about to cum. I groaned with pleasure as my cock pulsed and released my third load of semen that day.
Tanya licked the semen off Jane’s chin and Jane repaid the action with a soft kiss as the girls exchanged my fluids, mouth to mouth.
“Come on,” Tanya said, “Let’s get you to bed.” She took my arm and headed for the door, picking up our clothes as we passed the sofa. “We’ll see you in the morning,” Tanya gave a wave as Jane rested her head on Terry’s stomach, her tongue teasing his tattoo.
***
We didn’t see Terry or Jane for a couple of days. I guess they decided to go adventuring or sightseeing or something. But we did bump into Franz at the poolside. He sheepishly greeted us and found some reason for leaving in a hurry before Tanya could accost him. Sober now, she realised that she had made a mistake with Franz and she was glad that we hadn’t bumped into Terry or Jane. It gave her time to recover from her sexploits and mull things over.
It didn’t, however, dampen our lovemaking. We fucked like rabbits in every conceivable position for the whole of the holiday.
We finally met up with Terry and Jane in the reception bar on day six of our holiday. Jane was pretty keen to get Tanya on her own to discuss something with some urgency. “What’s that all about?” I asked Terry.
“Blown if I know,” he shrugged his shoulders. “Probably found out something about that German geezer, Franz, and scheming to get their own back on the bastard.”
“Swiss,” I corrected, “And anyway, Tanya doesn’t want to bother with him, so it can’t be that.”
“We’re going shopping,” Jane announced, “See you in an hour or so.” Tanya shrugged her shoulders as I waved goodbye. Terry and I decided to buy another beer or two to prevent the onset of dehydration.
“Fuck it, let’s go up rooftop,” Terry ordered, “We can drink and ogle the birds at the same time with less noise from these kids in the pool.”
“Sounds like a good idea to me.”
We picked out two lounges near the shower and sipped our beers. It was busier than before, and although all couples, the ladies never appeared to mind us casually glancing at their bodies. Some even showered several times more than was necessary to keep cool.
After a while, a girl in her early twenties came over to us. Her brunette shoulder-length hair and dark brown eyes complemented her tan, and her figure, although wasn’t a perfect 10 was certainly acceptable, 36-30-38 wouldn’t be a far off guess. Her legs were long and shapely giving her a taller appearance – she was probably about 5’6”.
“I hope you don’t mind me disturbing you guys, but my friend and I were just talking and we are trying to decide if you are gay or not.” I nearly spat out a mouthful of beer I was just about to swallow, but before I could think about the answer, Terry replied with a nod and a yes. “Damn,” she said, “Ian’s always right when it comes to judging people’s characters. He’s going to be over the moon. Do you mind if we join you?”
“Please do,” answered Terry, pulling up a pair of lounges as the brunette, Elaine, waved to Ian who then gathered belongings and game over to us. It was quickly evident that Ian was effeminate and that, perhaps, he was hoping that he could find some company with Terry and me.
“Ian is bi-sexual and shy, but he’s looking for some fun this week,” explained Elaine, Ian nodding in agreement. “They say this is the best place in the area for fun couples; is that right?” she asked.
“Yep, it certainly is,” I replied.
“Oh great,” chanted Ian almost clapping his hands with excitement. I began to wonder what was it with this couple. “Elaine and I are quite open and love to make out with anyone and everyone. Elaine is a bit of a nympho but she doesn’t want to admit it. If you would like to join us, we could have a great time.” Ian’s cock was getting almost as excited as his mind. Although still flaccid, it was still a good eight inches and had expanded another inch or so since he joined us.
Elaine smiled and, reaching out to touch my arm said, “I hope we’ve not embarrassed you with our frankness, but we’ve learned that if you don’t get straight in there and ask, you can waste a lot of time and effort.”
“Yes, yes,” Terry agreed. “Where’s your room?”
Elaine and Ian’s suite was on the second floor, just four doors down the corridor from ours. “Please, take a seat whilst I pour us a cold drink,” Elaine ordered.
“Oh yes, please do,” Ian insisted. I was beginning to wander what on earth we were getting ourselves into, but Terry appeared to have control of the situation.
“Why don’t you sit next to me Ian,” Terry asked. Ian sat and began to stroke Terry’s cock through his cotton shorts. “Here let me help you.” Terry stood and dropped his short, letting Ian take Terry’s cock into his mouth. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Elaine offered me a glass of wine and sat next to me, removing her swimwear in the process. Her nipples were erect and her neatly trimmed pussy was damp, with large folds of labia pouting out of her crack. I leaned forward and began to taste her. She was sweet, and immediately I felt her shudder as she moaned as I flicked my tongue across her clitoris and into her vagina.
My cock strained in my shorts and I managed to remove them without detracting attention from Elaine’s pussy. Her juices began to flow, and soon I felt her orgasm, soaking my tongue and dribbling down my chin.
“Oh yes, yes,” she moaned as she gently pushed my head onto her mound.
Meanwhile, Terry was receiving a blowjob from Ian. ‘Is he gay too?’ I asked myself. ‘As long as they keep away from me, I’m happy’ I thought as Elaine dropped to her knees and took my cock to her mouth, licking the pre-come from the head of my penis.
Her deep throat oral was fantastic, the best I’d ever had, and I soon exploded into the back of her throat.
Across the room, I could hear similar sounds as Terry emptied his load into Ian’s mouth. Within seconds, Elaine and Ian kissed deeply, exchanging semen from one mouth to the other, making sure both samples were well mixed in the process.
Elaine dropped onto her hands and knees, and Ian, after lubricating his cock with saliva, gently pushed the head of his cock into Elaine’s ass. Terry and I watched in amazement as Ian battered the girlfriend’s ass. His violent strokes pounded and pounded until he gasped and injected his fluids deep into her bowel. Elaine let out a scream as she came to a thunderous orgasm; sweat dripping down her forehead and back.
“We must be off now,” Terry said, “But I’m sure our friend, Franz, would love to meet you Ian. He’s in room 427. Just knock on the door and tell him Terry sent you. He loves being on the receiving end, especially when he’s fucking a beauty like you Elaine.”
***
Back at the rooftop and Terry and I discussed quietly Elaine and Ian. I couldn’t believe he had let Ian give him a blowjob.
“Are you bi-sexual too then?” I asked.
“Hell no, there’s no way I was going to let that little prick anywhere near me. I just wanted to see if Elaine was a bit of a player. I realised that you were not going to let Ian near you, so I took the initiative and, well, a blowjob’s a blowjob.”
We both laughed as the girls arrived in new swimwear that barely covered their nipples and pussies. Both had the same gear, they were almost like sisters, same hair do too. They had obviously done a bit of shopping and had their hair done at the same time.
“Had a good afternoon ladies?” I asked.
“Fantastic,” replied Tanya.
“Yep, and we’ve got a little surprise for you both,” added Jane. She undid her string top and let it fall, revealing her breasts, then the g-string was untied and that fell to the floor. Tanya had followed and both girls stood in front of us, grinning from ear to ear. They had a tattoo each just above their pubic mounds. Jane’s was a little horny devil, and Tanya’s was a little angel. We laughed as we inspected the artistry.
“And that’s not all,” continued Tanya. She slightly spread her feet apart, allowing her labia to be viewed. A shiny piece of metal glittered – she had had her pussy pierced.
“Wow, that looks really sexy,” I complimented.
“What do think of this then?” asked Jane as she showed her diamond stud piercing through her clitoris hood. I looked at Terry, he at me and we both laughed uncontrollably.
Five minutes later, Terry had taken Jane into their room, and Tanya and I fell onto our bed and fucked long and hard. I spent quite some time inspecting her tattoo and piercing, tasting the metallic flavour mix with her sweetness. Tanya sucked on my cock and I exploded over her face.
***
The next day we said our farewells to Terry and Jane as they were to spend a couple of days on the north of the island before leaving for home. We had one final fuck of each other’s spouses for good measure and exchanged phone numbers and addresses.
No more sexploits with strangers for the rest of the holiday; Tanya and I spent half of our time fucking in every conceivable position in our room, even on the rooftop in the shower when there was just one other couple on the far side of the roof.
The day before we left for home, we bumped into Franz in the reception bar. “Zank mister Terry for putting me wiz Ian and zer beautiful Elaine. We have not left our rooms in days,” Franz boasted.
“And how many times have you satisfied Ian?” I quizzed.
“Zat is not happening,” Franz denied, face plagued with guilt.
“Oh yes it is, big boy,” countered Ian who had been to the toilet and had overheard our conversation as he stood behind Franz. Ian pinched Franz’s ass, and in sheer embarrassment, Franz turned bright red.
Tanya and I laughed as we checked out of the Hotel Fañabe. “Ah, such sweet revenge.”
***********************
Hi, my name is Dave. I’m a 34 year-old, 6’3”, 210lb hunk, so my wife Tanya tells me, with mousy hair and blue eyes. I work as a Site Manager for a national building supplies firm, supplying the industry with everything from silicone sealant to concrete cement, and floor tiles to chimney pots. Tanya works as a Surgery Nurse at the local Health Centre. She’s 5’4”, brown hair, green eyes, 110lbs and beautiful firm 36F breasts with the biggest nipples I’ve ever seen in the flesh!
Tanya and I have been married almost 7 years, and we’ve both enjoyed every day we’ve been together; never had an argument that lasted more than several minutes and never went to our bed without telling each other how much love we had for on another.
Many of my friends think that fun is cheating on your spouse, but I tell you, there’s nothing healthier than a solid, faithful marriage with lots of healthy sex. Neither of us had strayed from the matrimonial bed, however, we had toyed with the idea of threesomes, swapping, swinging, you name it - fantasies as most healthy young couples have, I would think. After all, it’s curiosity and human nature! But, not wanting to spoil what we have together kept us from temptation – that was, until our first holiday to Tenerife two years ago.
***
We had booked an all-inclusive deal at one of Tenerife’s newest hotels, so the glossy brochure said, on the south of the island at Playa de las Americas. The Hotel Fañabe was a marble and glass construction with any hint of concrete discretely covered with ivy and palms. The main reception area sported a small bar and a large reception desk with a beautiful dark Spanish female receptionist that couldn’t have been more than 18 years old and with a figure fit for Miss World. Maria’s English was broken, but good enough for us to converse, and after checking us in to room 312, a porter took our key and luggage and led us to the elevators. Juan, a pleasant young man fresh out of school, and gave us a brief description of the hotel as we waited on the elevator’s arrival. By the time he placed our luggage onto the luggage rests in our room, we knew exactly where the bars, disco, pool and special sunbathing areas were. I tipped Juan for his help and he left us to unpack our clothes.
It had been a long day and we were both tired, so after a short walk along the black sandy beach warmed by the setting sun, Tanya and I headed to the reception bar for a small nightcap before turning in for the night.
We spent the next two days on a voyage of discovery interspersed with sunbathing sessions at either the poolside or on the beach. Tanya was able to tan quickly and already, her soft skin was turning a fabulous bronze colour, whilst I was almost a cherry red, but, I knew that if I stuck to it, I’d soon turn brown too.
On day three of our ten-day stay, we met a couple from Scotland. Terry and Jane were from Glasgow and lived up to the stereotypical Glaswegian lifestyle – loud, self-centred, almost belligerent attitudes, but underneath it all, they were really good sports, and were in Tenerife to make the most of their free time away from their three kids.
Terry was in his early 30’s, about 5’11” and 170lbs with brown hair and brown eyes: Jane, probably a couple of years junior to Terry, was platinum blonde with blue eyes and a figure to match. They had been soaking up the sun and quenching their thirst at the poolside when Tanya and I took a pair of sun lounges next to the couple. After an informal introduction, a brief who’s who, several beers and another good dosing of gamma rays, we decided to meet up for the evening in the main bar.
***
Tanya wore her white cotton summer dress, low cut to reveal her ample breasts. She had also removed her bra, allowing her nipples to lift the delicate fabric of her dress, forming white silhouettes that were both hard and erect. Her white g-string panties were just visible through the material as her tanned legs and stomach were in stark contrast beneath the swaying cotton. Her healed sandals gave her an additional two-inches in height, and with her hair tied back, she looked stunningly beautiful.
Tanya was ready to party, and when Tanya was ready to party, she knew how to have a good time!
Terry and Jane were sat at a table in a darkened corner of the bar, sipping cocktails when they saw us arrive. Terry ordered another round of drinks from the waiter and pulled out a chair for Tanya – well mannered or just aghast with her beauty, I wasn’t quite sure. Jane, dressed in a little black number, wore a deep red lipstick that complimented her pouting lips. Terry and I were truly out-smarted by these two beauties as we both sported short-sleeved shirts and dark trousers.
After several rounds of cocktails, we decided to try out the disco. It was a darker, more sensuous atmosphere in the disco, with red illuminations along the walls and tables, and the occasional under dance floor lighting spilling up, allowing many girls’ silhouette through their dresses and skirts.
We found a ‘quiet’ corner were we could just make out conversation and no sooner had we ordered another round of drinks when Jane dragged Tanya onto the dance floor. The girls looked incredibly sexy in the red lighting as they made their way through the crowd, and when the dance floor lighting came on from time to time with the rhythm of the music, I could see Tanya’s shapely legs through the thin dress material. Terry made some brief comments on how we were both lucky to have such beauties and that if we weren’t too careful, the local lads might want to muscle in on the action.
Terry went on to explain how another couple he’d met on their first night at the hotel had got into the wrong company. A group of four local youths had befriended the couple and they all ended up in the couple’s room for a quick drink whilst they waited for the lads’ taxi to arrive. As it turned out, one of the youths had spiked the woman’s drink whilst another fed the man with some local liquor – very strong. The man had passed out and the woman was then gang raped. She was so heavily sedated by the spiked drink, she knew what was happening but couldn’t do a thing about it. The strangest thing about it all though, was that the couple, when they came around in the morning, actually enjoyed the experience and they have since been trying to find the local youths to try a more sober approach.
Terry was clearly excited about it all and I got the feeling that perhaps the couple were not those Terry and Jane had met, and that the couple were, in fact, Terry and Jane. Later that evening, after more alcohol, I managed to get Terry to confess. He told me he and Jane had always fantasised about threesomes and group sex and that he and Jane were looking for all the fun they could get on this holiday.
In bed, as I retold the story to Tanya, she slowly stroked my cock and by the time I got to the confessional, she had engulfed my cock in her hot wet mouth. Needless to say, the story, the atmosphere, the alcohol and the location had gotten Tanya sexually excited and we fuck each other as we narrated our own fantasies to each other that night.
***
Next day, we didn’t see Terry and Jane and assumed they had either taken a sightseeing trip or broaden their horizons in a search for some local youths.
At the poolside, as we laid on our lounges, I caught sight of a female on the roof of the hotel, looking down at the pool as she leaned across the safety balcony. It was then I recalled Juan’s words about the ‘special sun bathing area’. Tanya and I decided to do some exploring.
The screen door led to a cordoned area filled with sun lounges and a walk-through shower. A sign on the wall stated that the area was ‘Strictly Naturists Only’. There were two couples at the far end of the area talking to a chap who appeared to be alone. Tanya and I decided to take a pair of lounges close to the shower and removed our swimwear.
The soft breeze and heat of the sun’s rays felt fine on my privates, and Tanya let out a soft sigh as she opened her legs slightly to allow that same breeze cool her pussy. We applied fresh coconut oil and relaxed.
In a daze, I could make out a man’s voice. I opened my eyes to find a tall thin chap, perhaps in his forties, talking with Tanya, in broken English.
“Hello, my name is Franz,” said the German accent. “I’m on holidaying wiz my own, and am here to meet all zer new peoples.”
“Hi, I’m Dave, this is my wife Tanya.”
“Pleased to meet you,” Tanya offered her hand to shake. Franz took it and lifted it as he bowed his head and gently kissed the back of Tanya’s hand.
After some polite conversation, we discovered that Franz was not German; he was Swiss and worked for Bundesbank in Geneva. He’d explained that the hotel, recommended by a good friend, was the place to meet couples who were ‘less inhibited’ and as he hadn’t a girlfriend since his wife had died some six years before in an auto accident, he needed to ‘alleviate some of zer stresses’.
“Would you boz be vanting a drink from zer bar?” We accepted his kind offer. Tanya was feeling sorry for the guy and said that, during our conversation, she couldn’t help but notice Franz’s eyes scanning her body, not that I hadn’t noticed, and that it was actually making her wet and me horny.
“Play your cards right girl, and you might be in tonight,” I joked. Tanya chuckled as she recalled one or two of our fantasies from loving nights past.
Franz returned with a three long glasses containing blue liquid, ice and straws. “You like zer sex on zer beach?” he asked Tanya as he handed her one of the cocktails.
“You bet,” she replied with a broad smile and a giggle. I knew that the sun must be getting to her, or perhaps it was the sight of Franz’s cock, all seven inches of flaccid meat caressed by a huge sack with two golf-ball sized testicles. “And you?” she asked cheekily.
“Vell, alvays.” We all laughed and that appeared to break down any remaining barriers that might have been between us.
Isn’t it amazing how, no matter who you talk to, the subject eventually turns to sex? After we’d discussed pleasantries, family, weather, politics and country matters, Franz finally let the cat out of the bag; “Are you two vanting me to join you zis evening?”
“In the bar?” I retorted, knowing exactly what he meant, teasing him along.
“Na, na. I mean in zer room. Have zer zreesome? Your wife haz zer very fine body and most lovely breast here in all of Tenerife,” Franz complimented. “I am getting hard just zinking about zis,” Franz crossed his legs in an attempt to hide his growing erection.
“You fetch us another drink, Franz, whilst Tanya and I decide.” Franz’s forward attitude caught us a little off-guard.
“What do you mean ‘whilst Tanya and I decide’?” Tanya blurted as Franz disappeared from sight.
“Well, you did fantasise only last night about having a big cock in you mouth as I fucked you silly,” I recalled.
Tanya, in a quandary, contemplated the thought. Then, after several moments, “Hmm. Let’s play it slowly then. I call the shots, okay?” Tanya unconsciously tweaked her left nipple as she pondered about what might be in store for here that night.
***
“It’s open,” I called as Franz slipped into the room, bottle of red wine in hand. “Tanya was just finishing in the shower.”
“I am a little early, but excited wiz you in my zoughts,” Franz explained boyishly.
“Don’t worry, Tanya’s been wanting this since we left you this afternoon on the rooftop.”
“Ya, goot, she vill not be disappointed zen, no?”
“No.” She certainly would not. Deep down, Tanya had wanted another cock just as much as I wanted to see her take another cock. “Just relax, take off your shorts and shirt and lay on the bed whilst I pour us a stiff drink”
The scotch burned the back of my throat as I swallowed, eyes smarting, hand trembling. I removed my shorts and we both awaited Tanya.
Tanya opened the bathroom door and waltzed into the room oblivious to Franz’s presence. “Shit!” she exclaimed as she realised Franz was laying on the bed, with his cock in hand slowly growing and hardening at the thought of what was in store for him. “Sorry,” she apologised, “I didn’t expect to see you there.”
“Please, I am sorry for zer shocking,” Franz, red-faced, removed his hand from his cock to reveal a full ten inches of muscle.
Tanya gazed at his cock, astonished by its size and girth. “It’s okay. Here, let me help you with that,” Tanya said as she dropped her towel revealing her nakedness. She wasted no time and kneeling over Franz, took his cock into her mouth, licking its purple head and shaft. Tanya made herself comfortable, straddling Franz’s knees and making sure I had a good view of her oral action and her ass, as she knelt opening her legs. Her freshly shaven pussy was damp and her pouting labia glistened in the soft light. I dropped to my knees at the foot of the bed and began to run my tongue along her groove, making sure it probed every orifice and ripple. Tanya let out soft moans as she slowly rocked her ass from side to side, inviting my tongue into her hotness.
“Ahh, zat is zer vay,” Franz whispered as Tanya attempted to take his cock deeper into her throat. “It has been very long since my last making of love.”
Tanya felt Franz’s cock twitch as he unloaded his hot slippery semen into her mouth. Unexpected as it was, she didn’t waste a drop and swallowed, feeling the cock in her mouth pulse as Franz emptied his sack.
I couldn’t believe what was happening. It was surreal. Tanya and I had, up until that afternoon, only fantasised about such events, and here we were, realising every moment – and Tanya was ‘taking it slowly as she called the shots!’
My cock was desperate for attention, and Tanya sensed it. “Fuck me Dave,” she demanded as she dropped onto Franz, letting his flaccid cock nuzzle against her pussy, her breasts pressing firmly on his hairless chest. I wasted no time and mounted her from behind, my cock slipping into her with no form of restraint. The excitement overcame us and we both shuddered in climax as I filled Tanya’s pussy with my semen and Tanya muffled her moans in Franz’s shoulder.
We rolled over and took little time to recover. By the time I poured another drink, Franz’s cock was fully erect. Tanya, eager to please and facing me, mounted Franz, his cock sliding slowly into her as her juices and my semen offered additional lubrication. I watched as I sipped my drink and Franz slowly fucked my wife. Long, slow, deliberate strokes pulling out revealing the glistening head, then sliding back into Tanya until his balls were firmly pressing on Tanya’s clitoris. After Tanya came twice more, I decided to assist. My stiff cock once again eager to please, I slid it into Tanya’s pussy alongside Franz’s. Tanya took a sharp intake of breath as she felt her pussy stretch and the sensation of two large cocks penetrate deep into her vagina. I could feel Franz’s fervent pace increase, and that, along with the aroma of sex in the bedroom, had me on the brink of another ejaculation. A dozen more powerful thrusts and Franz and I erupted simultaneously, filling Tanya’s pussy with more hot, slippery semen.
“Zank you boz for zis,” Franz said as he kissed Tanya’s left breast, “but now, I must be leaving you to meet wiz some friends of mine. Perhaps you will join us no?”
“Maybe tomorrow Franz,” Tanya answered, exhausted.
Franz left ten minutes later after tasting Tanya’s pussy and making sure he had inserted two fingers ‘so zat I vill remember zis for zer rest of zer evenink’ he commented as he closed the door behind him, sniffing his fingers.
***
Later, Tanya and I cleaned up and after a while decided to frequent the bar for a nightcap.
Terry was at the bar, “Hi Terry, where’s Jane?” Tanya asked.
“She’ll be down shortly,” he winked at me. “Let’s grab a table.” We wandered to the far end of the room and discussed the day’s events.
Terry and Jane had met a new friend on the rooftop, Franz. He’d been talking with Terry and Jane just before we had arrived that afternoon. As it turned out, they had slipped down to the poolside to try and find us, just as we had caught the elevator to the rooftop and so had missed each other, ‘not too much of a loss’ flashed through my mind but immediately regretting it, I missed seeing Jane’s naked body.
Tanya left to powder her nose and no sooner had she rose from the table, Terry slid across the bench-chair to tell me about the fucking Jane was receiving right now… with Franz!
I was taken aback. I didn’t let on about our earlier sexual encounter and innocently asked about Terry’s thoughts on having his wife taken by a stranger whilst he was sitting in the bar. “Ah, we got an open marriage. I fuck whomever I please, and Jane swings both ways, so, I’m on a winner.”
“Wow,” I exhaled. “And you don’t get a tiny bit jealous about it?”
“Hell no. I’ve played around a hell of a lot more than she has, and besides, it’s amazing the new techniques you pick up from different encounters. It really does spice up your love-life.”
Tanya returned and immediately Terry asked her if she’d like to dance. On the dance floor, Terry held Tanya close and was making constant eye contact with her. It was blatantly clear he wanted to fuck my wife. I began to get annoyed and aroused at the same time.
I finished off my drink.
At the bar, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. “Franz says ‘Hi’,” Jane whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek. “I’ll have a Vodka and Red Bull,” she said in the next breath. “Where’s Tanya and Terry?” she asked.
“On the dance floor,” I managed after getting over the shock that Jane probably knew exactly what Tanya and I had been up to that afternoon. “Do you fancy a dance?” I asked. Jane nodded and we set our drinks on the table.
After three songs, we sat down. It was extremely hot in the disco and we were all perspiring. Jane’s cream blouse had large damp patches forming in her cleavage and I couldn’t help but notice her nipples were erect. She saw me gazing at her body and smiled as I realised I was caught in a stare. “I think Dave likes what he sees,” Jane said loud enough for all to hear.
“Oh yes, he likes a nice pair of tits does Dave,” answered Tanya on my behalf. If it wasn’t for the lighting, I would have been reddest face in the disco.
“I’m all hot and bothered,” commented Tanya as she fanned her face with a drinks mat.
“So’s Jane by the look of things. Let’s go somewhere cooler,” suggested Terry. It was almost too corny to believe. I could have sworn I was being set up had it not been for the fact that Tanya and Jane had only just arrived and wasn’t aware of what Terry and I had talked about.
The poolside bar was closed and so the only people at the bar were the four of us. “Ah, that’s better,” sighed Jane as she undid three of her blouse buttons, revealing her firm tits, but only enough so that her nipples were teasingly just out of sight.
It was getting late and we decided to take what was left of our drinks back to Terry’s room so we could chat and listen to some more social music. It also helped that Terry had a well stocked refrigerated room bar.
In the elevator, I could feel Tanya squeeze my ass as she looked up to me and gave me that ‘little miss naughty’ smile. I felt my cock stir as I could see in my mind’s eye Tanya and Jane strip in front of me. The elevator ‘pinged’ as we reached the fourth floor and the door slid open.
As we stepped out of the elevator, “Hey!” Franz called from down the hallway. He was with two friends. Both appeared to be Swiss as he conversed fluently, Franz explaining to them who we were.
“Zank you boz for earlier,” Franz kissed Jane and Tanya’s hands and disappeared into the elevator with his friends all laughing as the elevator door slid closed. Tanya looked at Jane, Jane at Tanya and they both burst into a fit of laughter.
“Wife died?”
“Six years ago?”
“First time since?”
The girls played ping-pong as they recounted Franz’s words. “We’re going to have to teach that bastard a lesson,” Jane sniggered as she closed the room’s door behind us.
Terry poured our fourth round of drinks. Jane, wanting to cool off, removed her blouse and skirt and sat on the sofa in her silk panties. Tanya, also hot and bothered, had also slipped her dress off and sat on my knee, here right breast resting on my cheek. We amused ourselves, mimicking Franz’s accent and how he’d had us all strung along, fucking both girls. Terry, half unconscious from the alcohol he’d been feeding on since early evening, had a constant grin as he laid stretched out on the queen-sized bed.
“Give him five minutes and he’ll be fast asleep,” Jane whispered as Terry’s head began to turn slowly to one side. “Here, help me with his shirt,” Jane requested Tanya. “If he sleeps in that tonight, he’ll wreck it for sure.” Jane unbuttoned Terry’s shirt as Tanya slipped off his loafers. Jane managed to remove his shirt with relative ease. “Might as well take his slacks off too,” she said. Tanya unbuttoned and unzipped Terry’s trousers and both girls gently began to slide Terry’s trousers down past his hips and thighs. She didn’t realise it at the time, but Tanya’s fingers had manage to catch on Terry’s underpants and they came off with his trousers. Both girls burst into laughter as Terry lay there, trousers around his ankles, exposing his most intimate parts.
“That’s a nice cock he’s got there,” Tanya observed, “Does he know how to use it?”
“Thinks he does, I just put up with his antics most of the time, still, he knows how to lick my pussy,” Jane replied without embarrassment. “It is nice to watch it grow in my hand though. It starts off all little and soft, and in no time at all, it’s a good seven inches and thick and hard,” she giggled “and his tattoo is really a turn-on.”
“What tattoo?” Tanya asked. Jane pulled back Terry’s foreskin to reveal a Harley-Davidson bar and shield logo, neatly tattooed on his glands.
“When he’s hard, the head of his cock is big and the tattoo looks really cool,” Jane explained. “I’ll get him to show you, if he ever comes around,” she giggled.
The sight of the girls fondling Terry’s cock was beginning to make mine swell. “Oh look, I reckon your cock would sport a nice tattoo Dave,” laughed Jane. “There’s a good tattoo artist on the seafront in Los Christianos, We’ll have to take you there.”
“I don’t think so,” Tanya muttered. “I like Dave’s cock just the way it is, thank you,” she complimented. “Come here and show Jane your cock,” Tanya demanded. I stood at the edge of the bed and the girls took turns stroking and kissing my cock. It grew to its full length and strained as it received intense interest.
“Hmm, tastes nice. It’s about the same length as Terry’s only a lot thicker. I bet you have some great fun with this between your legs,” Jane stated to Tanya.
“Yeah, but it’s not as big as Franz’s cock. That was a monster, wasn’t it? I though I would never feel his balls against my clitoris.”
“Oh yeah, I though I was about to split open when he pumped me full of his cum,” Jane added between sucking and licking.
All the sexy talk and attention my cock was receiving made my cock twitch. A sure sign I was about to cum. I groaned with pleasure as my cock pulsed and released my third load of semen that day.
Tanya licked the semen off Jane’s chin and Jane repaid the action with a soft kiss as the girls exchanged my fluids, mouth to mouth.
“Come on,” Tanya said, “Let’s get you to bed.” She took my arm and headed for the door, picking up our clothes as we passed the sofa. “We’ll see you in the morning,” Tanya gave a wave as Jane rested her head on Terry’s stomach, her tongue teasing his tattoo.
***
We didn’t see Terry or Jane for a couple of days. I guess they decided to go adventuring or sightseeing or something. But we did bump into Franz at the poolside. He sheepishly greeted us and found some reason for leaving in a hurry before Tanya could accost him. Sober now, she realised that she had made a mistake with Franz and she was glad that we hadn’t bumped into Terry or Jane. It gave her time to recover from her sexploits and mull things over.
It didn’t, however, dampen our lovemaking. We fucked like rabbits in every conceivable position for the whole of the holiday.
We finally met up with Terry and Jane in the reception bar on day six of our holiday. Jane was pretty keen to get Tanya on her own to discuss something with some urgency. “What’s that all about?” I asked Terry.
“Blown if I know,” he shrugged his shoulders. “Probably found out something about that German geezer, Franz, and scheming to get their own back on the bastard.”
“Swiss,” I corrected, “And anyway, Tanya doesn’t want to bother with him, so it can’t be that.”
“We’re going shopping,” Jane announced, “See you in an hour or so.” Tanya shrugged her shoulders as I waved goodbye. Terry and I decided to buy another beer or two to prevent the onset of dehydration.
“Fuck it, let’s go up rooftop,” Terry ordered, “We can drink and ogle the birds at the same time with less noise from these kids in the pool.”
“Sounds like a good idea to me.”
We picked out two lounges near the shower and sipped our beers. It was busier than before, and although all couples, the ladies never appeared to mind us casually glancing at their bodies. Some even showered several times more than was necessary to keep cool.
After a while, a girl in her early twenties came over to us. Her brunette shoulder-length hair and dark brown eyes complemented her tan, and her figure, although wasn’t a perfect 10 was certainly acceptable, 36-30-38 wouldn’t be a far off guess. Her legs were long and shapely giving her a taller appearance – she was probably about 5’6”.
“I hope you don’t mind me disturbing you guys, but my friend and I were just talking and we are trying to decide if you are gay or not.” I nearly spat out a mouthful of beer I was just about to swallow, but before I could think about the answer, Terry replied with a nod and a yes. “Damn,” she said, “Ian’s always right when it comes to judging people’s characters. He’s going to be over the moon. Do you mind if we join you?”
“Please do,” answered Terry, pulling up a pair of lounges as the brunette, Elaine, waved to Ian who then gathered belongings and game over to us. It was quickly evident that Ian was effeminate and that, perhaps, he was hoping that he could find some company with Terry and me.
“Ian is bi-sexual and shy, but he’s looking for some fun this week,” explained Elaine, Ian nodding in agreement. “They say this is the best place in the area for fun couples; is that right?” she asked.
“Yep, it certainly is,” I replied.
“Oh great,” chanted Ian almost clapping his hands with excitement. I began to wonder what was it with this couple. “Elaine and I are quite open and love to make out with anyone and everyone. Elaine is a bit of a nympho but she doesn’t want to admit it. If you would like to join us, we could have a great time.” Ian’s cock was getting almost as excited as his mind. Although still flaccid, it was still a good eight inches and had expanded another inch or so since he joined us.
Elaine smiled and, reaching out to touch my arm said, “I hope we’ve not embarrassed you with our frankness, but we’ve learned that if you don’t get straight in there and ask, you can waste a lot of time and effort.”
“Yes, yes,” Terry agreed. “Where’s your room?”
Elaine and Ian’s suite was on the second floor, just four doors down the corridor from ours. “Please, take a seat whilst I pour us a cold drink,” Elaine ordered.
“Oh yes, please do,” Ian insisted. I was beginning to wander what on earth we were getting ourselves into, but Terry appeared to have control of the situation.
“Why don’t you sit next to me Ian,” Terry asked. Ian sat and began to stroke Terry’s cock through his cotton shorts. “Here let me help you.” Terry stood and dropped his short, letting Ian take Terry’s cock into his mouth. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Elaine offered me a glass of wine and sat next to me, removing her swimwear in the process. Her nipples were erect and her neatly trimmed pussy was damp, with large folds of labia pouting out of her crack. I leaned forward and began to taste her. She was sweet, and immediately I felt her shudder as she moaned as I flicked my tongue across her clitoris and into her vagina.
My cock strained in my shorts and I managed to remove them without detracting attention from Elaine’s pussy. Her juices began to flow, and soon I felt her orgasm, soaking my tongue and dribbling down my chin.
“Oh yes, yes,” she moaned as she gently pushed my head onto her mound.
Meanwhile, Terry was receiving a blowjob from Ian. ‘Is he gay too?’ I asked myself. ‘As long as they keep away from me, I’m happy’ I thought as Elaine dropped to her knees and took my cock to her mouth, licking the pre-come from the head of my penis.
Her deep throat oral was fantastic, the best I’d ever had, and I soon exploded into the back of her throat.
Across the room, I could hear similar sounds as Terry emptied his load into Ian’s mouth. Within seconds, Elaine and Ian kissed deeply, exchanging semen from one mouth to the other, making sure both samples were well mixed in the process.
Elaine dropped onto her hands and knees, and Ian, after lubricating his cock with saliva, gently pushed the head of his cock into Elaine’s ass. Terry and I watched in amazement as Ian battered the girlfriend’s ass. His violent strokes pounded and pounded until he gasped and injected his fluids deep into her bowel. Elaine let out a scream as she came to a thunderous orgasm; sweat dripping down her forehead and back.
“We must be off now,” Terry said, “But I’m sure our friend, Franz, would love to meet you Ian. He’s in room 427. Just knock on the door and tell him Terry sent you. He loves being on the receiving end, especially when he’s fucking a beauty like you Elaine.”
***
Back at the rooftop and Terry and I discussed quietly Elaine and Ian. I couldn’t believe he had let Ian give him a blowjob.
“Are you bi-sexual too then?” I asked.
“Hell no, there’s no way I was going to let that little prick anywhere near me. I just wanted to see if Elaine was a bit of a player. I realised that you were not going to let Ian near you, so I took the initiative and, well, a blowjob’s a blowjob.”
We both laughed as the girls arrived in new swimwear that barely covered their nipples and pussies. Both had the same gear, they were almost like sisters, same hair do too. They had obviously done a bit of shopping and had their hair done at the same time.
“Had a good afternoon ladies?” I asked.
“Fantastic,” replied Tanya.
“Yep, and we’ve got a little surprise for you both,” added Jane. She undid her string top and let it fall, revealing her breasts, then the g-string was untied and that fell to the floor. Tanya had followed and both girls stood in front of us, grinning from ear to ear. They had a tattoo each just above their pubic mounds. Jane’s was a little horny devil, and Tanya’s was a little angel. We laughed as we inspected the artistry.
“And that’s not all,” continued Tanya. She slightly spread her feet apart, allowing her labia to be viewed. A shiny piece of metal glittered – she had had her pussy pierced.
“Wow, that looks really sexy,” I complimented.
“What do think of this then?” asked Jane as she showed her diamond stud piercing through her clitoris hood. I looked at Terry, he at me and we both laughed uncontrollably.
Five minutes later, Terry had taken Jane into their room, and Tanya and I fell onto our bed and fucked long and hard. I spent quite some time inspecting her tattoo and piercing, tasting the metallic flavour mix with her sweetness. Tanya sucked on my cock and I exploded over her face.
***
The next day we said our farewells to Terry and Jane as they were to spend a couple of days on the north of the island before leaving for home. We had one final fuck of each other’s spouses for good measure and exchanged phone numbers and addresses.
No more sexploits with strangers for the rest of the holiday; Tanya and I spent half of our time fucking in every conceivable position in our room, even on the rooftop in the shower when there was just one other couple on the far side of the roof.
The day before we left for home, we bumped into Franz in the reception bar. “Zank mister Terry for putting me wiz Ian and zer beautiful Elaine. We have not left our rooms in days,” Franz boasted.
“And how many times have you satisfied Ian?” I quizzed.
“Zat is not happening,” Franz denied, face plagued with guilt.
“Oh yes it is, big boy,” countered Ian who had been to the toilet and had overheard our conversation as he stood behind Franz. Ian pinched Franz’s ass, and in sheer embarrassment, Franz turned bright red.
Tanya and I laughed as we checked out of the Hotel Fañabe. “Ah, such sweet revenge.”
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Donna and I were both graduate students and we had gotten engaged only a few weeks before. Every weekend I left my graduate dorm and moved in with Donna in her apartment, and for the first time since the summer after my senior year I had a regular sex life. Donna wasn't very experienced, but the missionary position worked well for both of us, usually resulting in two or three solitary orgasms for Donna, with a joint orgasm to finish things off.
We generally fucked before Friday's dinner (which we then ate while naked), then another later in the evening, another Saturday morning, another Saturday evening after a date, and a final fuck on Sunday morning. Then we would change her bed and I would head back to my roommate and get ready for Monday classes. Donna had small 34 A breasts, but they were extremely sensitive. (The first time I kissed her breasts I caused her to climax while I sucked on her nipples.) But I never dreamed that being engaged would provide me with an opportunity to have sex with two women on the same night.
Donna had a friend Linda, another graduate student in Donna's department. Linda was living with Ted, one of the professors in their department. Linda and Ted threw great parties, and Donna and I had been to several. Linda had a great face and a fantastic figure, but she was a little too much of a tease for my taste, and besides, I was engaged to Donna. I also figured Ted would kill me if I put the moves on Linda.
But back to the parties. The faculty (other than Ted) usually left the parties before midnight, and things tended to get a little wild after that. On this occasion Donna and I were invited to a party to celebrate Bob, another graduate student in their department, having passed his Ph.D. qualifying exams. Bob's wife Sylvia was hosting the party with Linda at Ted and Linda's, although Ted was out of town doing research. Since the weather was warm, we were told to bring a suit and towel so we could swim in the pool. We actually only brought towels since we knew the swimming was skinny dipping after midnight.
At a previous party Linda and Sylvia had both appeared braless with nearly transparent tops, showing their large breasts to great advantage. But this time they had really gone all out! Sylvia was the first we saw, and she greeted both Donna and me with hugs and kisses on our cheeks.
Sylvia was wearing light-blue harem pants, slits on the sides all the way from her ankles to a string-like band about two inches below her navel. Through the pants her black bikini panties were visible. Her top consisted of another string-like band just below her armpits, with a single panel of the same blue material almost covering her breasts, hanging about an inch below her nipples and areolae. She was completely bare between her pants and breasts. From the side I could see most of her breasts, and from the front I could see the bottom swell of her breasts. As she hugged me, I could feel that there was virtually nothing between her breasts and my shirt, and I immediately got an erection. "Down, boy!" I heard Donna whisper. But then we turned the corner into the next room, and there was Linda.
What Linda had on was truly unbelievable! Around her hips, perhaps an inch above her pubic hair, she had a thin silver string. There was a rectangular panel of shiny white semi-transparent material hanging down her front to about three inches above her knees, and a similar panel hanging down her backside. There was a gap of fully four inches along the string on each hip. I figured there was some kind of narrow panty connecting the strings in the front and rear, but it wasn't visible. Her top had a string under her armpits, similar to Sylvia's, but there the similarity ended. Linda had two short, three-inch wide triangular strips of the white material hanging down over her breasts, with a little weight on the point at the bottom of each one holding it down.
The friction between the material and her breasts had made her nipples stand straight up and they showed clearly through the cloth. Most of her large breasts were uncovered on each side and bottom. As Linda turned to face us, the panel in her front swung partially to the side, exposing most of the insides of her thighs, and the little weighted strips on her breasts nearly exposed her areolae completely. My erection got harder and I heard a roaring in my ears.
Linda gave Donna a big hug and kiss, then turned her attention to me. She wrapped her arms around me, crushed her breasts against me, kissed me fully on the lips and pushed her tongue into my mouth, and ground her pubic bone against my erection. She broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, "You look like you're mentally undressing me!"
"It isn't hard," I replied.
"Yes it is!" she giggled, and she moved her pelvis sideways along my erection to make her joke clear.
Fortunately Donna missed seeing most of this. Linda released me and winked, and I caught up with Donna who had already started talking to someone else. I managed to hold my rolled-up towel in such a way that my erection was not too obvious.
I went into the kitchen and got a couple of beers, and took one back to Donna. Then we separated to talk to different people. By this time I was sufficiently calmed down that my erection could be concealed, so I put down my towel and talked to some of the people I knew.
About an hour (and a couple of beers) later, I wandered into another room and spotted Linda dancing. As she moved from side-to-side, her breasts were frequently momentarily exposed, and her nipples were completely erect from the movement of the cloth across them. As I watched her dance my erection returned, and I headed back to the darker kitchen both to hide my hard-on and to get another beer.
The beer was in a couple of big plastic tubs on the floor, each full of salt water and ice. This mixture was almost cold enough to freeze the beer. I used both hands to search for my favorite brand, and by the time I found one, both hands were so cold that they ached. I managed to get the bottle opened, then headed out the back door to get some air. In the near total darkness I could see some people about twenty feet ahead of me, facing away from me around the pool, and I started that way.
I had no sooner stepped down off the steps, when Linda came out of the door behind me, put her arm around my waist, and asked for some of my beer. As she drank it, she pulled me sideways past some bushes and around into a dark area beside the garage. We were completely concealed from everyone, and it was so dark I could barely see her white mini-outfit.
I put my hand on her naked waist, and she gasped because my hand was so cold. But she said that it felt really good since the evening was so hot, and she pulled my hip against hers as we walked further along the wall of the garage and further away from other people.
I was extremely aroused, but also tired of her incessant teasing, so I decided to give her breasts a feel. "This should feel really good, too!" I said, and I reached my freezing-cold left hand across my body and rubbed it over both of her breasts. She sucked in her breath as my cold hand further stiffened her nipples, and I figured I was going to get slapped. Instead she turned to face me and took a long pull on the beer. I put both cold hands on her breasts and began to caress them, feeling the stiff nipples and hardening areolae against the soft bulk of her breasts. Linda kept drinking the beer.
Abruptly Linda bent down, put the bottle on the ground behind her, then stood up, grabbed the bottom of my shirt, and pulled it up to my armpits. She wrapped her arms around me, smashed her ice-cold, stiff-nippled, bare breasts against my chest, and kissed me. As our tongues met, she spat a mouthful of beer into my mouth, really surprising me.
Then I rubbed her nipples as we shared the beer and played with our tongues. Linda began to rub her hips against my erection. I reached one hand down her back and under the cloth and there were no panties! So I moved my hand around to the front and pulled the front panel up, leaving her naked in front from the waist down.
I slid my hand into her pubic hair and began to slide my hand lower. Linda lifted one leg to give me access, and my fingers found her slit. As I began to rub her pussy, her labia got slippery and wet. I pushed first one, then two, then three fingers inside her. Linda began to thrust her hips forward and back. Suddenly she pulled my hand out and put my wet fingers against my own lips, smearing them with her pussy juices.
Linda used both hands to undo my belt, and she dropped my pants and underpants around my ankles, and caressed my penis and balls. I kissed her and she seemed to get even more excited as she tasted her own pussy. She pulled her front panel up again, and moved so that my penis was between her legs, rubbing against her labia.
She began to move her hips forward and back, sliding her pussy along my penis. I used both hands to rub her breasts and nipples. I began to lower myself so that I could put my penis inside her, but she stood and moved so that I couldn't do that. Linda began to grunt "Unh! Unh! Unh!" in rhythm as I gently pinched her nipples, and she threw her head back and had an abrupt, brief orgasm. I felt myself beginning to ejaculate, even though I was still outside her.
But Linda abruptly jumped back, with my pussy-juice-soaked penis sticking straight out. "Time to get back to my guests!" she said, and as I tried to step forward to take hold of her, I tripped on my own pants and fell down. Linda laughed and headed went back to the house, leaving me on the ground.
I found the beer, and used it to wash her juices off of my penis, mouth, and fingers. But my erection wouldn't go away, and my balls began to really ache. No matter how I put my penis in my pants, my erection was obvious, and the pressure of my clothing against my penis and balls felt awful. Finally I clamped my penis upright under my belt, draped my shirt over it, and walked carefully back to the kitchen.
By this time I knew I had a real case of "blue balls," a condition I hadn't experienced since high school. My nuts throbbed with each heartbeat and they felt like they were going to explode. My penis was so hard it hurt. Going up the back stairs into the kitchen was almost more than I could manage. I walked like an old man.
I grabbed another beer as I went past the tubs, then sat down carefully in the breakfast nook. I was really hurting now, but I thought that sitting might help. It didn't. People were going in and out. Some greeted me but most ignored me. Linda came through by herself, saw me, and stood over me. Then she raised her front panel, flashing her pussy at me. I groaned, and she asked what was wrong. I told her my problem and said that I needed to beat off somewhere. I asked her where a good place would be.
We were interrupted by several people going through the kitchen, but she leaned down and whispered that I should go up the back stairs, through a bedroom used for storing stuff, and into a bathroom at the far end of that room. Finally, she showed me the little door leading to the back stairs, and told me to sneak up there when I could. "I'll come check on you in about ten minutes!" she said, and went back into the party.
I got up and stood next to the little door, and when the coast was clear, scrambled up a couple of steps, closing the door behind me. The stairway was narrow and completely dark, and I carefully (and painfully) worked my way up. At the top I found a door leading to the second floor. I peeked out, but there were several people waiting in front of the bathroom at the end of a short hall.
As soon as they were gone, I left the stairway and entered the bedroom Linda had described. Following her instructions I locked the door from the inside, then carefully felt my way through piles of furniture to another door. I opened it, and turned on the light, and found myself in a fairly large bathroom. Opposite me was another door, which I opened. It led into the master bedroom. There was no window in the bathroom, but judging from its location, it was located over the garage. My balls were still killing me.
I took my sandals off, then removed my pants and undershorts. I figured I could beat off just thinking about my earlier session with Linda, so I grabbed a mound of toilet paper and started to rub my penis. But it was so swollen it hurt! As I was standing there holding my penis and trying to figure out how to wack my wand without hurting myself, Linda came through the other door. She giggled, then told me to wait a minute.
She reached up and undid some fastener I hadn't seen on the string under her armpits and her top came off. She did the same thing to the string around her waist, hung both skimpy things over a hook on the door, and came over to me, completely naked, with her hands on her hips. "How come you're still partly dressed?" she challenged. I pulled my shirt off. She gently took hold of my penis and balls and remarked that they were really puffed up. "Let's take care of you!" she declared, and wrapped herself around me, kissing me hard. She took hold of my penis and pushed it down so that it was again pressing against her pubic area. The pressure against her felt wonderful, but it still hurt.
I ran my hands over her body, and she rose up on her toes, then pulled my penis between her thighs. She began to slide forward and back along it as she had done earlier. Once again I tried to lower myself so that I could enter her, but she reached down to my penis, made a vee of her first two fingers, and pushed my penis so that it was no longer aiming up. As I tried to enter her, she prevented anything more than the head of my penis from slipping inside, and the tip of my penis slid forward and back, from her clitoris almost to her anus. Her hand on my penis also allowed her to rub her own clitoris, and she was clearly doing that.
The pain began to go away, and I could feel myself getting really excited again. I reached up and began to rub Linda's breasts, tweaking on her nipples. She began her "Unh! Unh! Unh!" grunting again, following the movements of my hands on her breasts. Suddenly she started to quiver, and her grunting became a single, loud cry. She clamped her legs together, squeezed my hands hard against her breasts, and I felt her orgasm as her abdomen quivered against mine. Abruptly she dropped to the floor, pulling me down by my penis.
I ended up sitting on the floor, and she pushed me down onto my back. My penis and balls were beginning to ache again, and I told her so. She said she would blow me. Donna had never been very good at this, but I figured that anything was worth a try. She started to suck on my penis, but it hurt too much! I told her so, and she settled into a gentle tonguing, licking, and sucking of the engorged head of my penis, and this began to work.
She was leaning over me from the side, so I pulled her legs toward me and pulled one leg over me until I was looking up at her pussy. Her labia were open and dripping from her orgasm. She leaned down a little and her labia were almost against my face. I put two fingers into her vagina, and began to move them around. I found her G-spot and rubbed it. She pushed herself against me, and my nose went into her as I pulled my fingers out. I reached up with my tongue and began to lick her clitoris as I nose-fucked her.
Her mouth and tongue action on my penis got stronger, but no longer hurt. She was getting excited but she didn't climax. Then I reached down with both hands and began rubbing her large, dangling breasts. As I pinched her nipples, she began her now familiar "Unh! Unh! Unh!" grunting, and I gradually increased the tempo of my fingers and tongue. After a couple of minutes, she tried to clamp her legs together but couldn't since my chest was between them, and then she really let out a yell. I was glad we were over the garage and that nobody was likely to hear! With my nose in her pussy I could feel her trembling climax and I could see her whole body shaking.
That did it for me, and I blew my load, partly into her mouth and partly onto her face. Just the one shot, but I could feel the pain and tension leaving my balls. Linda continued to tremble for several seconds after I finished.
Then I could feel her licking the cum off of my penis. After a few moments, she crawled around, lay across me with my left leg between her legs, held my deflating penis with one hand, and kissed me. I was not surprised when her tongue pushed a huge wad of my own cum into my mouth. As we passed the cum back and forth, I kissed the cum from her cheeks and nose, sharing it with her. She curled up against me with her head against my chest. She let out a contented sigh.
I began to raise and lower my left leg, rubbing her pussy against my thigh. She rubbed my now flaccid penis. Then I began to rub her breasts. After a couple of minutes, her rhythmic grunting started again, and her hips began to push hard against my thigh as I raised my left leg against her. A very short time later she clamped her legs around my thigh and made several very loud, yelling grunts. This climax shook her whole body, and when it began to slow down, I managed to get it going again by pinching her nipples.
Linda had a series of orgasms, rubbing herself against my leg while I stimulated her breasts. Finally her pulsations slowed down and she kissed me. She grabbed my penis and found that it was fully erect once again.
As we caressed each other, Linda said that she had never had so many orgasms in such a short period of time. She had really gotten excited being almost naked around so many men, and that when I had grabbed her breasts, she had been overcome with lust.
Then she said that she was glad that we hadn't "had sex" since Donna was her friend and she was in love with Ted. She told me that we could truthfully tell Ted and Donna that we hadn't had sex since we hadn't fucked. I told her that this was nonsense, never dreaming that I would hear the same sort of silliness several years later from our President! I told Linda that my grabbing her breasts was something I might be able to get Donna to forgive, but not anything we had done since then. Then I said that I wanted to have "real" sex with her. Linda realized I was serious, and she got off me and stood up, and shook her head.
I reached up, grabbed her arm, pulled her down, and rolled over on her and pinned her against the floor. Linda tried to roll away, but I was heavier and stronger and I was already between her legs. After a little struggling I got into position with the head of my penis against her labia, pressing against her. Then I began to kiss her and rub her breasts.
In just a couple of minutes Linda's breathing changed and she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me all of the way into her. I began to move in and out of her, twisting and moving my penis, as we kissed. She tried to set the rhythm, but I sensed that this was what she was used to doing. I changed rhythms each time she got used to the one we were doing. I sucked on one of her nipples and she began to grunt again.
Then I stuck a finger into her anus and she had a loud, wild climax lasting nearly a minute. When she settled down, I began again, and this time she followed my rhythm and pace to another orgasm. The third time she climaxed. I began to ejaculate, and this time more than once. Linda screamed "Yes!" over and over until we both finally wound down. Keeping my penis inside her I rolled her over on top of me and held her until my penis softened and flopped out of her.
Linda got up, dripping cum and pussy juice all over me, and said that she had to get back to the party. I checked my watch and told her that we had been away for only a little more than a half hour. But what a half hour! Carefully keeping her hair dry she took a shower, then quickly put her skimpy outfit back on, blew me a kiss, and left the bathroom through the master bedroom door.
After a minute or so I got up and took a shower. "Wow!" I thought. That had been the most intense sexual experience I had experienced in several years, and obviously it had been the same for Linda. I no longer had an ache in my balls and I felt a glow all over.
I got dressed, went downstairs, and got another beer. I could see Linda dancing wildly in another room, and she caught my eye and winked at me. Suddenly Donna came up behind me and kissed me on the cheek. "I haven't seen you for a while," she said. "Let's go for a swim." I agreed, and since it was past midnight, we just picked up our towels and walked out to the pool. Everything was in complete darkness, and there was almost nobody in the pool. We kissed, undressed, then kissed again, and climbed naked into the pool.
We played around until we were certain we had the pool to ourselves. Then I told her to float on her back. I got between her legs and kept her from sinking by gently holding my hands under her back. She bent her knees over my shoulders, and I began to kiss her pussy. Donna had never really liked oral sex, but this time she really relaxed and began to enjoy it.
I moved my hands up and down her back as I kissed and sucked on her labia and clitoris, and Donna really let go. She began to tremble, then her orgasm rippled from her pussy to her chest and she yelled "Oh! Oh!" loudly, over and over. Her legs clamped hard around my ears. When she released them, I could hear unseen couples applauding from around the pool. Donna was embarrassed, and dropped under the water, hugging me.
I kissed and held her, then slid my penis into her. In the weightless environment of the pool, Donna and I could really make gentle and complete genital contact, and I began to slowly move in and out of her. Donna twisted and rolled herself around my penis, and began to push her clitoris hard against me whenever I was completely inside her.
I reached up and began to rub her excitable little breasts, and Donna exploded. She straightened her legs and clamped them together, nearly pulling my penis out of her, leaned her head back, and let out a long series of loud cries of "Ah! Oh! Unh!" as her whole body rippled against me. As Donna began to relax, she wrapped her legs around my waist, hugged me, then kissed me. Once again the people around the pool had applauded, and a few were still whistling, but Donna didn't seem to hear them.
Suddenly I felt a finger poking into my ass, then large breasts against my back. Linda grabbed and hugged both of us, and asked how she was ever going to get her pool filter cleaned if we kept screwing in the pool. Donna jumped off me and stood on the bottom of the pool, clearly embarrassed.
A naked Linda hugged us both with her large breasts between us. She told us that we were the most loving couple who had ever christened her pool. At the same moment she reached between my legs from the rear and grabbed my balls. Here I was with two naked women whom I had screwed in the previous hour, and one of them was squeezing my balls without the other noticing! Linda kissed us both, including a wonderful rub of her breasts against me. Donna was too embarrassed to notice.
Linda left us to rejoin the party, and we could see her putting her skimpy outfit on in the faint light around the pool. Then Donna and I got out and got dressed, but I wrapped our underwear up in my towel. Donna only protested a little and purred like a cat when I rubbed her nipples through her top.
We went back inside and I got us each a beer from the tub. I saw Donna staring into the next room and there was Linda, dancing alone, and her wet top was completely transparent. "God, she's beautiful!" exclaimed Donna. I rubbed her bottom in reply, and Donna kissed me. Then I pointed out that her damp top was transparent too, and Donna blushed. I led her in and we began to dance, hugging each other and holding our beers.
I told her I wanted to take her home and make love to her in her bed. She began to blush, and I could feel her nipples getting hard against my chest. So we gathered up our things and went looking for Linda and Sylvia, our hostesses.
We found Sylvia first. She was dancing with her husband, and she had removed her top and the panties under her harem pants. Her face was full of passion, and she unashamedly kissed us both good night, pressing her bare breasts against my chest when she kissed me. I could see her pubic hair through her pants as she moved toward me.
Then we found Linda. She was moving from room to room waving her minuscule top and shouting, "Topless time! Everybody get nude to the waist!" Donna blushed but I pulled her top off and she removed my shirt. To cover her small breasts she had to hold herself against me, which I thoroughly enjoyed.
Linda stopped us at the door and insisted on giving each of us a bare-chested hug. She rubbed her breasts against Donna, and Donna's nipples got very red and pointed. Then Linda kissed me, rubbing her breasts against me and pressing her hips against my erection. My penis almost ripped out of my pants!
Donna and I finally got to the car, and we kissed and fondled each other for several minutes. We decided to drive back to her place nude, so we removed the rest of our clothing. At her apartment house we parked in a dark area, and sneaked inside without anyone seeing us.
Donna was so hot that I just picked her up, put her bottom on the kitchen table, and fucked her standing up. Our loud climaxes probably woke half of the apartment dwellers! Donna said she liked this "new" position for making love.
I thought I was spent, but Donna revived me during the night and got on top of me (which was a first for her) and bounced and twisted until she finally climaxed, then collapsed and fell asleep. We took a shower in the morning and I managed to enter her and bring her to climax while standing (still another new position for us!) under the spray. After she finished, I turned her around, bent her over, and we both had loud, screaming orgasms as we fucked doggy-style (a final new position!).
In a few short hours I had sex with two women. How many times had they climaxed? How many times had I ejaculated? I had lost count. And Donna and I had begun to have sex in new, uninhibited ways. When I got back to my dorm room, my penis was slightly sore and a little red, the tendon under my tongue was hurting because I'd been pushing it so far out, and I could still smell Donna's pussy scent on me. My roommate said I had a silly smile on my face, and asked me how my weekend had been. I told him I had never felt so completely, wonderfully spent! What a party!
We generally fucked before Friday's dinner (which we then ate while naked), then another later in the evening, another Saturday morning, another Saturday evening after a date, and a final fuck on Sunday morning. Then we would change her bed and I would head back to my roommate and get ready for Monday classes. Donna had small 34 A breasts, but they were extremely sensitive. (The first time I kissed her breasts I caused her to climax while I sucked on her nipples.) But I never dreamed that being engaged would provide me with an opportunity to have sex with two women on the same night.
Donna had a friend Linda, another graduate student in Donna's department. Linda was living with Ted, one of the professors in their department. Linda and Ted threw great parties, and Donna and I had been to several. Linda had a great face and a fantastic figure, but she was a little too much of a tease for my taste, and besides, I was engaged to Donna. I also figured Ted would kill me if I put the moves on Linda.
But back to the parties. The faculty (other than Ted) usually left the parties before midnight, and things tended to get a little wild after that. On this occasion Donna and I were invited to a party to celebrate Bob, another graduate student in their department, having passed his Ph.D. qualifying exams. Bob's wife Sylvia was hosting the party with Linda at Ted and Linda's, although Ted was out of town doing research. Since the weather was warm, we were told to bring a suit and towel so we could swim in the pool. We actually only brought towels since we knew the swimming was skinny dipping after midnight.
At a previous party Linda and Sylvia had both appeared braless with nearly transparent tops, showing their large breasts to great advantage. But this time they had really gone all out! Sylvia was the first we saw, and she greeted both Donna and me with hugs and kisses on our cheeks.
Sylvia was wearing light-blue harem pants, slits on the sides all the way from her ankles to a string-like band about two inches below her navel. Through the pants her black bikini panties were visible. Her top consisted of another string-like band just below her armpits, with a single panel of the same blue material almost covering her breasts, hanging about an inch below her nipples and areolae. She was completely bare between her pants and breasts. From the side I could see most of her breasts, and from the front I could see the bottom swell of her breasts. As she hugged me, I could feel that there was virtually nothing between her breasts and my shirt, and I immediately got an erection. "Down, boy!" I heard Donna whisper. But then we turned the corner into the next room, and there was Linda.
What Linda had on was truly unbelievable! Around her hips, perhaps an inch above her pubic hair, she had a thin silver string. There was a rectangular panel of shiny white semi-transparent material hanging down her front to about three inches above her knees, and a similar panel hanging down her backside. There was a gap of fully four inches along the string on each hip. I figured there was some kind of narrow panty connecting the strings in the front and rear, but it wasn't visible. Her top had a string under her armpits, similar to Sylvia's, but there the similarity ended. Linda had two short, three-inch wide triangular strips of the white material hanging down over her breasts, with a little weight on the point at the bottom of each one holding it down.
The friction between the material and her breasts had made her nipples stand straight up and they showed clearly through the cloth. Most of her large breasts were uncovered on each side and bottom. As Linda turned to face us, the panel in her front swung partially to the side, exposing most of the insides of her thighs, and the little weighted strips on her breasts nearly exposed her areolae completely. My erection got harder and I heard a roaring in my ears.
Linda gave Donna a big hug and kiss, then turned her attention to me. She wrapped her arms around me, crushed her breasts against me, kissed me fully on the lips and pushed her tongue into my mouth, and ground her pubic bone against my erection. She broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, "You look like you're mentally undressing me!"
"It isn't hard," I replied.
"Yes it is!" she giggled, and she moved her pelvis sideways along my erection to make her joke clear.
Fortunately Donna missed seeing most of this. Linda released me and winked, and I caught up with Donna who had already started talking to someone else. I managed to hold my rolled-up towel in such a way that my erection was not too obvious.
I went into the kitchen and got a couple of beers, and took one back to Donna. Then we separated to talk to different people. By this time I was sufficiently calmed down that my erection could be concealed, so I put down my towel and talked to some of the people I knew.
About an hour (and a couple of beers) later, I wandered into another room and spotted Linda dancing. As she moved from side-to-side, her breasts were frequently momentarily exposed, and her nipples were completely erect from the movement of the cloth across them. As I watched her dance my erection returned, and I headed back to the darker kitchen both to hide my hard-on and to get another beer.
The beer was in a couple of big plastic tubs on the floor, each full of salt water and ice. This mixture was almost cold enough to freeze the beer. I used both hands to search for my favorite brand, and by the time I found one, both hands were so cold that they ached. I managed to get the bottle opened, then headed out the back door to get some air. In the near total darkness I could see some people about twenty feet ahead of me, facing away from me around the pool, and I started that way.
I had no sooner stepped down off the steps, when Linda came out of the door behind me, put her arm around my waist, and asked for some of my beer. As she drank it, she pulled me sideways past some bushes and around into a dark area beside the garage. We were completely concealed from everyone, and it was so dark I could barely see her white mini-outfit.
I put my hand on her naked waist, and she gasped because my hand was so cold. But she said that it felt really good since the evening was so hot, and she pulled my hip against hers as we walked further along the wall of the garage and further away from other people.
I was extremely aroused, but also tired of her incessant teasing, so I decided to give her breasts a feel. "This should feel really good, too!" I said, and I reached my freezing-cold left hand across my body and rubbed it over both of her breasts. She sucked in her breath as my cold hand further stiffened her nipples, and I figured I was going to get slapped. Instead she turned to face me and took a long pull on the beer. I put both cold hands on her breasts and began to caress them, feeling the stiff nipples and hardening areolae against the soft bulk of her breasts. Linda kept drinking the beer.
Abruptly Linda bent down, put the bottle on the ground behind her, then stood up, grabbed the bottom of my shirt, and pulled it up to my armpits. She wrapped her arms around me, smashed her ice-cold, stiff-nippled, bare breasts against my chest, and kissed me. As our tongues met, she spat a mouthful of beer into my mouth, really surprising me.
Then I rubbed her nipples as we shared the beer and played with our tongues. Linda began to rub her hips against my erection. I reached one hand down her back and under the cloth and there were no panties! So I moved my hand around to the front and pulled the front panel up, leaving her naked in front from the waist down.
I slid my hand into her pubic hair and began to slide my hand lower. Linda lifted one leg to give me access, and my fingers found her slit. As I began to rub her pussy, her labia got slippery and wet. I pushed first one, then two, then three fingers inside her. Linda began to thrust her hips forward and back. Suddenly she pulled my hand out and put my wet fingers against my own lips, smearing them with her pussy juices.
Linda used both hands to undo my belt, and she dropped my pants and underpants around my ankles, and caressed my penis and balls. I kissed her and she seemed to get even more excited as she tasted her own pussy. She pulled her front panel up again, and moved so that my penis was between her legs, rubbing against her labia.
She began to move her hips forward and back, sliding her pussy along my penis. I used both hands to rub her breasts and nipples. I began to lower myself so that I could put my penis inside her, but she stood and moved so that I couldn't do that. Linda began to grunt "Unh! Unh! Unh!" in rhythm as I gently pinched her nipples, and she threw her head back and had an abrupt, brief orgasm. I felt myself beginning to ejaculate, even though I was still outside her.
But Linda abruptly jumped back, with my pussy-juice-soaked penis sticking straight out. "Time to get back to my guests!" she said, and as I tried to step forward to take hold of her, I tripped on my own pants and fell down. Linda laughed and headed went back to the house, leaving me on the ground.
I found the beer, and used it to wash her juices off of my penis, mouth, and fingers. But my erection wouldn't go away, and my balls began to really ache. No matter how I put my penis in my pants, my erection was obvious, and the pressure of my clothing against my penis and balls felt awful. Finally I clamped my penis upright under my belt, draped my shirt over it, and walked carefully back to the kitchen.
By this time I knew I had a real case of "blue balls," a condition I hadn't experienced since high school. My nuts throbbed with each heartbeat and they felt like they were going to explode. My penis was so hard it hurt. Going up the back stairs into the kitchen was almost more than I could manage. I walked like an old man.
I grabbed another beer as I went past the tubs, then sat down carefully in the breakfast nook. I was really hurting now, but I thought that sitting might help. It didn't. People were going in and out. Some greeted me but most ignored me. Linda came through by herself, saw me, and stood over me. Then she raised her front panel, flashing her pussy at me. I groaned, and she asked what was wrong. I told her my problem and said that I needed to beat off somewhere. I asked her where a good place would be.
We were interrupted by several people going through the kitchen, but she leaned down and whispered that I should go up the back stairs, through a bedroom used for storing stuff, and into a bathroom at the far end of that room. Finally, she showed me the little door leading to the back stairs, and told me to sneak up there when I could. "I'll come check on you in about ten minutes!" she said, and went back into the party.
I got up and stood next to the little door, and when the coast was clear, scrambled up a couple of steps, closing the door behind me. The stairway was narrow and completely dark, and I carefully (and painfully) worked my way up. At the top I found a door leading to the second floor. I peeked out, but there were several people waiting in front of the bathroom at the end of a short hall.
As soon as they were gone, I left the stairway and entered the bedroom Linda had described. Following her instructions I locked the door from the inside, then carefully felt my way through piles of furniture to another door. I opened it, and turned on the light, and found myself in a fairly large bathroom. Opposite me was another door, which I opened. It led into the master bedroom. There was no window in the bathroom, but judging from its location, it was located over the garage. My balls were still killing me.
I took my sandals off, then removed my pants and undershorts. I figured I could beat off just thinking about my earlier session with Linda, so I grabbed a mound of toilet paper and started to rub my penis. But it was so swollen it hurt! As I was standing there holding my penis and trying to figure out how to wack my wand without hurting myself, Linda came through the other door. She giggled, then told me to wait a minute.
She reached up and undid some fastener I hadn't seen on the string under her armpits and her top came off. She did the same thing to the string around her waist, hung both skimpy things over a hook on the door, and came over to me, completely naked, with her hands on her hips. "How come you're still partly dressed?" she challenged. I pulled my shirt off. She gently took hold of my penis and balls and remarked that they were really puffed up. "Let's take care of you!" she declared, and wrapped herself around me, kissing me hard. She took hold of my penis and pushed it down so that it was again pressing against her pubic area. The pressure against her felt wonderful, but it still hurt.
I ran my hands over her body, and she rose up on her toes, then pulled my penis between her thighs. She began to slide forward and back along it as she had done earlier. Once again I tried to lower myself so that I could enter her, but she reached down to my penis, made a vee of her first two fingers, and pushed my penis so that it was no longer aiming up. As I tried to enter her, she prevented anything more than the head of my penis from slipping inside, and the tip of my penis slid forward and back, from her clitoris almost to her anus. Her hand on my penis also allowed her to rub her own clitoris, and she was clearly doing that.
The pain began to go away, and I could feel myself getting really excited again. I reached up and began to rub Linda's breasts, tweaking on her nipples. She began her "Unh! Unh! Unh!" grunting again, following the movements of my hands on her breasts. Suddenly she started to quiver, and her grunting became a single, loud cry. She clamped her legs together, squeezed my hands hard against her breasts, and I felt her orgasm as her abdomen quivered against mine. Abruptly she dropped to the floor, pulling me down by my penis.
I ended up sitting on the floor, and she pushed me down onto my back. My penis and balls were beginning to ache again, and I told her so. She said she would blow me. Donna had never been very good at this, but I figured that anything was worth a try. She started to suck on my penis, but it hurt too much! I told her so, and she settled into a gentle tonguing, licking, and sucking of the engorged head of my penis, and this began to work.
She was leaning over me from the side, so I pulled her legs toward me and pulled one leg over me until I was looking up at her pussy. Her labia were open and dripping from her orgasm. She leaned down a little and her labia were almost against my face. I put two fingers into her vagina, and began to move them around. I found her G-spot and rubbed it. She pushed herself against me, and my nose went into her as I pulled my fingers out. I reached up with my tongue and began to lick her clitoris as I nose-fucked her.
Her mouth and tongue action on my penis got stronger, but no longer hurt. She was getting excited but she didn't climax. Then I reached down with both hands and began rubbing her large, dangling breasts. As I pinched her nipples, she began her now familiar "Unh! Unh! Unh!" grunting, and I gradually increased the tempo of my fingers and tongue. After a couple of minutes, she tried to clamp her legs together but couldn't since my chest was between them, and then she really let out a yell. I was glad we were over the garage and that nobody was likely to hear! With my nose in her pussy I could feel her trembling climax and I could see her whole body shaking.
That did it for me, and I blew my load, partly into her mouth and partly onto her face. Just the one shot, but I could feel the pain and tension leaving my balls. Linda continued to tremble for several seconds after I finished.
Then I could feel her licking the cum off of my penis. After a few moments, she crawled around, lay across me with my left leg between her legs, held my deflating penis with one hand, and kissed me. I was not surprised when her tongue pushed a huge wad of my own cum into my mouth. As we passed the cum back and forth, I kissed the cum from her cheeks and nose, sharing it with her. She curled up against me with her head against my chest. She let out a contented sigh.
I began to raise and lower my left leg, rubbing her pussy against my thigh. She rubbed my now flaccid penis. Then I began to rub her breasts. After a couple of minutes, her rhythmic grunting started again, and her hips began to push hard against my thigh as I raised my left leg against her. A very short time later she clamped her legs around my thigh and made several very loud, yelling grunts. This climax shook her whole body, and when it began to slow down, I managed to get it going again by pinching her nipples.
Linda had a series of orgasms, rubbing herself against my leg while I stimulated her breasts. Finally her pulsations slowed down and she kissed me. She grabbed my penis and found that it was fully erect once again.
As we caressed each other, Linda said that she had never had so many orgasms in such a short period of time. She had really gotten excited being almost naked around so many men, and that when I had grabbed her breasts, she had been overcome with lust.
Then she said that she was glad that we hadn't "had sex" since Donna was her friend and she was in love with Ted. She told me that we could truthfully tell Ted and Donna that we hadn't had sex since we hadn't fucked. I told her that this was nonsense, never dreaming that I would hear the same sort of silliness several years later from our President! I told Linda that my grabbing her breasts was something I might be able to get Donna to forgive, but not anything we had done since then. Then I said that I wanted to have "real" sex with her. Linda realized I was serious, and she got off me and stood up, and shook her head.
I reached up, grabbed her arm, pulled her down, and rolled over on her and pinned her against the floor. Linda tried to roll away, but I was heavier and stronger and I was already between her legs. After a little struggling I got into position with the head of my penis against her labia, pressing against her. Then I began to kiss her and rub her breasts.
In just a couple of minutes Linda's breathing changed and she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me all of the way into her. I began to move in and out of her, twisting and moving my penis, as we kissed. She tried to set the rhythm, but I sensed that this was what she was used to doing. I changed rhythms each time she got used to the one we were doing. I sucked on one of her nipples and she began to grunt again.
Then I stuck a finger into her anus and she had a loud, wild climax lasting nearly a minute. When she settled down, I began again, and this time she followed my rhythm and pace to another orgasm. The third time she climaxed. I began to ejaculate, and this time more than once. Linda screamed "Yes!" over and over until we both finally wound down. Keeping my penis inside her I rolled her over on top of me and held her until my penis softened and flopped out of her.
Linda got up, dripping cum and pussy juice all over me, and said that she had to get back to the party. I checked my watch and told her that we had been away for only a little more than a half hour. But what a half hour! Carefully keeping her hair dry she took a shower, then quickly put her skimpy outfit back on, blew me a kiss, and left the bathroom through the master bedroom door.
After a minute or so I got up and took a shower. "Wow!" I thought. That had been the most intense sexual experience I had experienced in several years, and obviously it had been the same for Linda. I no longer had an ache in my balls and I felt a glow all over.
I got dressed, went downstairs, and got another beer. I could see Linda dancing wildly in another room, and she caught my eye and winked at me. Suddenly Donna came up behind me and kissed me on the cheek. "I haven't seen you for a while," she said. "Let's go for a swim." I agreed, and since it was past midnight, we just picked up our towels and walked out to the pool. Everything was in complete darkness, and there was almost nobody in the pool. We kissed, undressed, then kissed again, and climbed naked into the pool.
We played around until we were certain we had the pool to ourselves. Then I told her to float on her back. I got between her legs and kept her from sinking by gently holding my hands under her back. She bent her knees over my shoulders, and I began to kiss her pussy. Donna had never really liked oral sex, but this time she really relaxed and began to enjoy it.
I moved my hands up and down her back as I kissed and sucked on her labia and clitoris, and Donna really let go. She began to tremble, then her orgasm rippled from her pussy to her chest and she yelled "Oh! Oh!" loudly, over and over. Her legs clamped hard around my ears. When she released them, I could hear unseen couples applauding from around the pool. Donna was embarrassed, and dropped under the water, hugging me.
I kissed and held her, then slid my penis into her. In the weightless environment of the pool, Donna and I could really make gentle and complete genital contact, and I began to slowly move in and out of her. Donna twisted and rolled herself around my penis, and began to push her clitoris hard against me whenever I was completely inside her.
I reached up and began to rub her excitable little breasts, and Donna exploded. She straightened her legs and clamped them together, nearly pulling my penis out of her, leaned her head back, and let out a long series of loud cries of "Ah! Oh! Unh!" as her whole body rippled against me. As Donna began to relax, she wrapped her legs around my waist, hugged me, then kissed me. Once again the people around the pool had applauded, and a few were still whistling, but Donna didn't seem to hear them.
Suddenly I felt a finger poking into my ass, then large breasts against my back. Linda grabbed and hugged both of us, and asked how she was ever going to get her pool filter cleaned if we kept screwing in the pool. Donna jumped off me and stood on the bottom of the pool, clearly embarrassed.
A naked Linda hugged us both with her large breasts between us. She told us that we were the most loving couple who had ever christened her pool. At the same moment she reached between my legs from the rear and grabbed my balls. Here I was with two naked women whom I had screwed in the previous hour, and one of them was squeezing my balls without the other noticing! Linda kissed us both, including a wonderful rub of her breasts against me. Donna was too embarrassed to notice.
Linda left us to rejoin the party, and we could see her putting her skimpy outfit on in the faint light around the pool. Then Donna and I got out and got dressed, but I wrapped our underwear up in my towel. Donna only protested a little and purred like a cat when I rubbed her nipples through her top.
We went back inside and I got us each a beer from the tub. I saw Donna staring into the next room and there was Linda, dancing alone, and her wet top was completely transparent. "God, she's beautiful!" exclaimed Donna. I rubbed her bottom in reply, and Donna kissed me. Then I pointed out that her damp top was transparent too, and Donna blushed. I led her in and we began to dance, hugging each other and holding our beers.
I told her I wanted to take her home and make love to her in her bed. She began to blush, and I could feel her nipples getting hard against my chest. So we gathered up our things and went looking for Linda and Sylvia, our hostesses.
We found Sylvia first. She was dancing with her husband, and she had removed her top and the panties under her harem pants. Her face was full of passion, and she unashamedly kissed us both good night, pressing her bare breasts against my chest when she kissed me. I could see her pubic hair through her pants as she moved toward me.
Then we found Linda. She was moving from room to room waving her minuscule top and shouting, "Topless time! Everybody get nude to the waist!" Donna blushed but I pulled her top off and she removed my shirt. To cover her small breasts she had to hold herself against me, which I thoroughly enjoyed.
Linda stopped us at the door and insisted on giving each of us a bare-chested hug. She rubbed her breasts against Donna, and Donna's nipples got very red and pointed. Then Linda kissed me, rubbing her breasts against me and pressing her hips against my erection. My penis almost ripped out of my pants!
Donna and I finally got to the car, and we kissed and fondled each other for several minutes. We decided to drive back to her place nude, so we removed the rest of our clothing. At her apartment house we parked in a dark area, and sneaked inside without anyone seeing us.
Donna was so hot that I just picked her up, put her bottom on the kitchen table, and fucked her standing up. Our loud climaxes probably woke half of the apartment dwellers! Donna said she liked this "new" position for making love.
I thought I was spent, but Donna revived me during the night and got on top of me (which was a first for her) and bounced and twisted until she finally climaxed, then collapsed and fell asleep. We took a shower in the morning and I managed to enter her and bring her to climax while standing (still another new position for us!) under the spray. After she finished, I turned her around, bent her over, and we both had loud, screaming orgasms as we fucked doggy-style (a final new position!).
In a few short hours I had sex with two women. How many times had they climaxed? How many times had I ejaculated? I had lost count. And Donna and I had begun to have sex in new, uninhibited ways. When I got back to my dorm room, my penis was slightly sore and a little red, the tendon under my tongue was hurting because I'd been pushing it so far out, and I could still smell Donna's pussy scent on me. My roommate said I had a silly smile on my face, and asked me how my weekend had been. I told him I had never felt so completely, wonderfully spent! What a party!
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"Ginny, why didn't you tell me Sam was coming?" asked JJ.
"Oh, you know, impulsive me!" I said, vapidly, trying to avoid the question. "You, yourself, told him we'd set him up in the film business if he came to the States. So, in one of my therapy sessions with Erica, she agreed that I should send him a plane ticket."
Sam was one of the 20-year-old studs whom I'd enjoyed sexually when my widowed father-in-law, JJ, and I had vacationed on the Pacific island of Pohnpei several weeks before. Sam's ambition was to be a porn star.
"I don't understand. Are you gonna take him on as a lover?" JJ asked.
"Of course not, JJ!" I replied emphatically. "But what if I did? You've got your toys!"
We'd brought back from Pohnpei a beautiful, 18-year-old, island girl, Luala, who'd been JJ's lover on vacation. Now employed as a nanny for my daughter, Andi – whom JJ had fathered three years before – Luala had continued her initial role. She had her own room in our big house, but in a few weeks had evolved into being his live-in mistress. Her enrollment as a freshman in the architectural program at the university – which he'd arranged – now seemed to be merely a smoke screen for his never-ending quest for young pussy, and I felt very threatened that the girl was upsetting my relatively secure life with him.
"You're not gonna lecture me about Phaedra, too, are you?" he asked, sounding uncharacteristically guilty.
"I don't lecture you! Ever!" I recoiled in my defense. "But you're fucking her, too...still...and we've finished the movie! Jeezus, the breathy phone messages...the dirty e-mails. And remember, JJ, since I do the laundry, I see the stains on your underwear!"
Phaedra was a blonde, teenage ballerina who'd starred in a porno film JJ and I had just finished producing, and he'd been sexually smitten by her. My friend and sex therapist, Erica, and I had even hatched a scheme to short circuit the flings that my aging, philandering old man was having with she and Luala. The crux of the plan was to invite Sam-the-stud to the mainland to keep the girls "busy." Since we were also planning to produce other porn films, it seemed appropriate – though maybe a bit premature – to bring the young guy into the mix.
The whole situation was like a soap opera. What made it even spicier was that my beautiful East Indian psychiatrist, Erica, had been hot for JJ forever, and wanted to restart a relationship with him that had lain dormant for years. And, given my bisexual forays – something that JJ's and my swinging lifestyle of the previous year or more had made habitual – I'd decided to share my old man with her for some fresh excitement.
"Your decision just seems so sudden," JJ said. "We usually talk things out. Where's Sam gonna stay? There's no room here, with Luala."
"We've still got the movie set apartment for a few weeks," I retorted. "In that time you should be able to get him a place in a student co-op."
And by that time, I thought privately, he'll be fucking the knickers off of both Luala and Phaedra. That'll get their attention off of you! Then, Erica and I will have you to ourselves, my horny old darling.
JJ had been almost everything to me over the past six plus years: incestuous step-father-in-law, adulterous lover, father of my child, an enthusiastic participant in our swingers' club, and a lewd voyeur and photographer of me with multiple sex partners. Sadly yet realistically, I knew that we'd gone far beyond ever being totally faithful to one another. That was okay, though, since he was slowing down noticeably at age 55 and growing ever more dependent on Viagra.
"Well, we'd better come up with a film project for him," he said, "and an investor. I'm not gonna support a budding male porn actor just because you've taken a shine to him."
"I'm workin' on it, baby," I said. "Erica's helping me."
"That's another thing. You two women are getting awfully close," he said. "I thought she was just gonna be your therapist."
"She's also become a good friend, JJ. Remember? After vacation you suggested that she help me with my, uuh...'nympho' problems."
"Those aren't problems, Ginny. So you love sex! It's nobody's business but our own! Besides, it's one of the reasons we're inseparable!"
"Yeah...well...I could use a little more hands on evidence of that from you," I responded, critically. "Anyway, Sam arrives tomorrow. After I pick him up I'll move him into the movie set apartment."
JJ walked downstairs, grumbling, and I phoned my sweet friend Erica to tell her that our plan was in motion, and that I'd pick her up on the way to the airport...along with the blonde teenager, Phaedra.
The next day, Phaedra was more than willing to come with us to pick up Sam, given my sexy description of him. She'd dressed alluringly, as I knew she would, in a blue miniskirt that showed her fabulous legs, with three-inch heels, and a blue, sleeveless, cropped top with ridiculous pink bunnies on it that barely covered her tits. I didn't notice whether she was wearing panties – she usually didn't – but I figured Sam would soon find that out for himself.
I dressed in a snug, long-sleeved, Hunter green jumpsuit and low heels. It definitely showed my figure, but was understated, since I wanted this day to be Phaedra's. Erica wore a rust-colored pants and top outfit that contrasted beautifully with her mocha skin and accented her stunning breasts...her best bodily feature, except, perhaps, for her narrow, high butt.
Sam was ecstatic to see me. Of course, I'd never seen him fully dressed, since on Pohnpei he'd only worn a hip-hugging sarong, or he'd been naked. But he looked wonderful...tall, brown, youthful and handsome, with his flashing white, toothy smile. He'd let his dyed-blond hair grow out to black, so his spiked haircut just had blond tips. He wore khaki pants, a loose, short-sleeved, flowered shirt that showed his yummy brown skin and – the only hint of his island home – a pair of raffia flip-flops on his strong, shapely feet. When he saw us at the gate, he ran to me and squeezed me, lifting me off the floor and twirling. He was so strong! My crotch immediately moistened in his embrace.
"Everybody says hello, Ginny!" he beamed, as we walked toward the baggage area. "The Chief, Anu and his buddies, Lulu, Teou and the gang...even the Dean!"
I shuddered as I remembered Teou and his friends, who'd gang banged me in a pool hall one afternoon when I was drunk and stoned during our island vacation. But my memory turned brighter as I remembered a few idyllic, sensuous afternoons with Anu, the Chief's son. Finally, I felt a wistful pang as I pictured Nick, the Dean of Sam's college, and the wonderful night we'd spent together. All of my recollections teemed with images of raw sex.
"Well, are you ready to work?" I asked. "Phaedra, here, just finished a movie with us. I thought you two might want to share visions of your hopes and dreams," I said, a bit sarcastically.
And that they did. On the drive back from the airport, motor-mouthed Sam entranced the impressionable young blonde with tales of South Pacific island exploits and how he was now going to take the porn industry by storm. More than once I noticed Erica rolling her eyes at the young man's boasts.
We walked Sam through the furnished apartment where he'd be staying a couple of weeks and he was effusive in his praise. I knew for a fact that he'd never experienced such relative luxury, having spent a day with him in his shabby room on Pohnpei. I noticed that the apartment needed a few items; towels, bathroom supplies and refrigerator snacks, so I said, "Erica and I'll go shopping for a few things and be back in a while. You're coming to dinner at my place tonight, Sam, to talk business with JJ." As we started to leave I admonished them both tritely, "Don't do anything I wouldn't!"
Sitting on the living room sectional with the luscious Phaedra not far away, Sam said, "Oh, we'll find sumpn' ta talk about!" I'd already noticed his lengthy, half-hard member straining inside one pant leg.
Two hours later Erica and I returned with bags loaded with goodies. We both knew that, in our absence, the two hormone-crazed kids had probably made good use of the time. It seemed a fitting welcoming ceremony for Sam – and would whet Phaedra's sexual appetite for him – plus I wanted to bring him together with Luala at home in the evening...relatively sated. That meeting would require a bit more subtlety. Poor JJ! I thought. He wouldn't stand a chance with his two teenage nymphets after they got a taste of this young man's outrageous body.
Our subterfuge had worked. Letting ourselves in quietly, we were immediately serenaded by Phaedra's sharp wailing and moaning as the two went at it in a nearby bedroom. "Did you bring my camera from the car?" I whispered, wanting to capture them in the act on film.
"Right here," she whispered back, pulling the Nikon from one of her bags and handing it to me. She was already halfway down the hallway, spurred on by her limitless voyeuristic curiosity.
Like two little spying children, we peered around the doorframe and watched as Phaedra's limber white body was bent double, lying on her back with her ankles on either side of her shoulders. The head of the king size bed was against the far wall, under the window, which admitted the hot afternoon sun directly onto Sam's broad, dusky back. They couldn't see us, but we could see their fusing, as his massive brown, ten-inch cock plundered the clasping folds of the girl's pink pussy. Her entire upturned saddle was soaking with her juices as I clicked off a few shots of Sam railing her receptive insides.
"Ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh," she cried, with each of his full plunges. "You're...sooo...biiig...sooo, ohh, ohh, ohh...sooo...aah...aahh...aaahhh...yeeaahh...I'm...cu'...cu'ing...ag...agai...againnn!"
I could believe it. I got a bit wet between my legs as I watched the young girl take all of his slick, swollen probe, remembering my brief history with him while on vacation.
"They are so beautiful," whispered Erica, "...the color of their skins...," remarking on the gorgeous contrast between their dark brown and fair white complexions. "They remind me of us, Ginny," she murmured, with a decidedly pointed reference to our recent lesbian encounters.
"Good, baby. That's #4!" grunted Sam, triumphantly. "Now, on your knees! Wanna do ya like a dawg for #5!"
"Oooohhhh, Gaawwd, Sa-aamm...I'm wiped out...almost," groaned Phaedra, as she flipped over onto her chest, with her fabulous ballerina's ass arching into the air. "Uuuunn-uuunngghh!" she exhaled, as Sam sank his meaty prick into her to his balls. "Oh, shit!" she then shrieked as she caught a glimpse of Erica and me snapping photos of them in the doorway.
"Ginny!" said Sam in a hearty, welcoming voice. "This one's gooood, baby! Reminds me of you! So tight!" he exclaimed, while slapping his thighs against Phaedra's in counterpoint to her passionate, girlish cries.
"Just shut up, Sam!" I admonished, a bit embarrassed. "Get #5, cum for the camera, and we'll be ready for tonight," I said, like the bossy film director I wanted to be.
Phaedra had done one porno film for us, and Sam's video'd action by me on vacation, made it so that our presence was nothing new to them. As a result, the two kids went after one another like minks while I snapped away...and Erica – bless her little voyeur's heart – got so close to the action that I thought she was on the verge of participating.
Knowing the camera was on him, Sam decided to engage in some grandstanding moves. Picking up Phaedra and lying on his back, he impaled her on his massive meat so I could shoot the meshing of their wet organs. Her cries of "Ohh...ohh...ohh...ohhh," were punctuated by the plop, plop, plop, plop of their youthful loins slapping together. As the girl's mouth twisted in ecstasy and her hands plucked away at her erect, hot pink nipples, I discovered that I was wet between my legs and a thin film of perspiration had covered my forehead. My body was obviously remembering the joy that Sam had brought me as a horny tourist slut who'd developed "island fever" a few weeks before. I was witnessing fucking that I obviously wanted to replicate with him again, regardless of my protests to the contrary with JJ.
Of course, my agenda – and that of Erica – had evolved well beyond that. So, I took more pictures and awaited the moment that Sam would grace us all with a magnificent cum shot, with my friend Erica poised on the bed, not a foot away from the action.
"Cum, Sam," I ordered, revisiting the role I'd played on Pohnpei during his screen testing.
"Ohh...Gawd, yesss...pleeze," panted Phaedra, as her little body was repeatedly brought down onto his staff by his hands on her hips. "It's...too...much...ahh...ahh...ahh...ahh."
"Ready...Ginny?" gasped Sam. He knew that I wanted to photograph his always copious ejaculation.
"Ready, Sam," I muttered, focusing on the juncture of his brown cock as it entered Phaedra's pink labia.
"Okay...yeah...yeah...yeah," he growled, and pulled from Phaedra's vulva to reveal the excited, pulsing majesty of his cock. It stood just in front of her crotch and spasmed twice, which – for some reason – caused Erica to grasp it at its base and slide her hand upward to his glans. With her manual movement came a huge spout of cum that snaked up Phaedra's body to leave a track from her chin to her navel. Another slippery, sliding grasp of my friend's long tan fingers brought more, which spewed outward toward her as I clicked away with the camera.
I was shaking with excitement at the fact that my East Indian friend – an M.D. and Ph.D. psychiatrist – was jerking off a 20-year-old boy whom she'd met only a few hours earlier. I continued shooting pictures, and captured Phaedra hopping off and quickly capping his erupting penis with her mouth. This caused him immediately to bellow, "Aaaghh...aaaghh...aaaghh," as more and more of his load poured into her mouth, then her throat, since she'd taken him nearly to his pubic hair. They stayed that way for some moments, as I watched the muscles in her bulging neck milk his meaty tube of its hot, liquid contents. By the time the girl and Sam had finished their sudden fellative contact, she'd collapsed to the side, moaning from exhaustion.
"I can't imagine what came over me," confessed Erica, whispering, as she rose from the bed. As she walked toward me I noticed a generous dollop of Sam's cum on her face of which she was unaware. I stood up on tiptoe and gave her soft cheek an open-mouthed kiss, sucking the still-warm blob into my mouth. She looked at me tenderly as I privately savored the taste of the island youth's seed without her knowing it.
While we were in the living room and the kids were cleaning up in the apartment's two separate bathrooms, I giggled to her. "I'm pleased that it's not just me who reacts the way you did. Now you see why I thought Sam might be an answer to our problems."
"He's truly something," she admitted. "If only I were a dozen years younger...".
"That has nothing to do with it. You think JJ asks these teenage chickies for their birth certificate?"
At that point Phaedra emerged from her bathroom. "I heard you mention Jay's name. Sorry, Ginny, but I can't make it for dinner tonight. I'm trashed!"
I decided not to correct her presumption. Only Sam had been invited, not she. "'S'alright, sweetie. I'll drop you off an' maybe Sam can see you in a few days." Tonight, I'd be pairing the young man up with Luala. "Where is our golden boy, anyway?" I asked, as he walked into the living room with a broad grin on his face.
After a brief, no-win try at hitting on Erica, Sam quieted down as I dropped her off at her place, then left Phaedra on her uncle's doorstep. After that, with just the two of us in the car, he started his flirtatious rap with me. "Yer lookin' awful good, Ginny. Still got yer tan. Remember yer great ass 'n' dyn-o-mite legs! Haven't been able ta getcha outta my mind since ya left!"
"Why, thank you, Sam. I'm flattered. But what I really want is for you to pay some attention to Luala."
"She won't gimme the time o' day," he lamented.
"She might now. Talk to her...in the native language. She's homesick, and her heart's still on Pohnpei."
"But she's always put me down. Hates my rap. Ya' think she'll gimme some?" he asked, hopefully.
"Maybe not tonight," I said. "But...she's worth waiting for, Sam," I said, patting him on his muscular thigh. "Take it slowly. She can't hold out forever!"
He grabbed my hand and pulled, trying to put it on his crotch, whispering, "C'mon, Ginny...les' play a little...for ol' times' sake!"
"That's enough, Sam!" I flared. "This is my home! With my lover and my daughter! There'll be no grab ass going on! You're to treat me as the lady of the house. Nothing more!"
"Ye-ess, m'am!" he said, apologetically, as we coasted into the driveway.
Sam had listened well. Immediately bonding again with my daughter, Andi, he was charming and had Luala – as well as JJ – beaming within minutes. JJ drank several cocktails as he talked with Sam about movie ideas. They came up with one – a film about surfers – that became the topic of conversation throughout dinner. As the meal wore on, I noticed that Luala was unmistakably warming toward her fellow Pohnpeian. Periodically they'd exchange a muted – under the breath – native word or phrase that made her smile, flush and her almond eyes gleam. He spoke of the college, the new murals he'd painted on the gym there, and all of it seemed to elevate him in her eyes. At dinner's end, she invited him to help her put Andi down for the night.
"Nice boy," said JJ as we finished up in the kitchen, with him finishing his wine.
"Yeah. When you have time, tell me more about this surfing flick you're planning."
"Jus' another fuck film, Gin," he said. "He's got the look, the discipline and the equipment. And he works cheap!" he slurred, staggering against the counter. "Wow! I'm gonna crash!" he slurred, as he caught himself. "Drank too much, I guess. Better go to bed. 'Night, hon...see ya in the morning."
As he disappeared down the stairway to our bedroom, I realized that I'd have to drive Sam home myself. A few minutes later the young man came up the stairs asking, "Well, was I a good boy? Didn't curse once! Jay and I came up with a movie...'cept I'm scared of the water and can't surf! An' downstairs just now, Luala even gave me a kiss!...well, a little peck on the cheek!...then she went to bed."
"That's progress, studly!" I encouraged. "You told me that she'd cross the street to get away from you, every time she saw you on Pohnpei!"
"Yeah," he said, pensively. "Oh, by the way, thanks for settin' me up with Phaedra today. She's a great piece o' ass!"
"Sam! We're not on Pohnpei anymore! I'm Ginny, but I'm the lady of the house, remember?" I barked.
"Mmm, sorry," he said, genuinely, I thought. "Never had ta watch my language before."
"Now, I've got to drive you home. JJ's drunk. I'll go down and check on him and be right back, then we'll leave, okay?"
I went downstairs, covered JJ, since he'd fallen asleep face down and clothed on the bed. I also kissed my sleeping daughter and returned to the upstairs. There'd be no sexual play for JJ with Luala on this night, I thought, cunningly.
"Gawd, you live in one of the most beautiful places on earth!" Sam exclaimed a few minutes later, as we drove along the winding road at the crest of the hills that looked over the city lights and on to the ocean.
"Oh, you know, impulsive me!" I said, vapidly, trying to avoid the question. "You, yourself, told him we'd set him up in the film business if he came to the States. So, in one of my therapy sessions with Erica, she agreed that I should send him a plane ticket."
Sam was one of the 20-year-old studs whom I'd enjoyed sexually when my widowed father-in-law, JJ, and I had vacationed on the Pacific island of Pohnpei several weeks before. Sam's ambition was to be a porn star.
"I don't understand. Are you gonna take him on as a lover?" JJ asked.
"Of course not, JJ!" I replied emphatically. "But what if I did? You've got your toys!"
We'd brought back from Pohnpei a beautiful, 18-year-old, island girl, Luala, who'd been JJ's lover on vacation. Now employed as a nanny for my daughter, Andi – whom JJ had fathered three years before – Luala had continued her initial role. She had her own room in our big house, but in a few weeks had evolved into being his live-in mistress. Her enrollment as a freshman in the architectural program at the university – which he'd arranged – now seemed to be merely a smoke screen for his never-ending quest for young pussy, and I felt very threatened that the girl was upsetting my relatively secure life with him.
"You're not gonna lecture me about Phaedra, too, are you?" he asked, sounding uncharacteristically guilty.
"I don't lecture you! Ever!" I recoiled in my defense. "But you're fucking her, too...still...and we've finished the movie! Jeezus, the breathy phone messages...the dirty e-mails. And remember, JJ, since I do the laundry, I see the stains on your underwear!"
Phaedra was a blonde, teenage ballerina who'd starred in a porno film JJ and I had just finished producing, and he'd been sexually smitten by her. My friend and sex therapist, Erica, and I had even hatched a scheme to short circuit the flings that my aging, philandering old man was having with she and Luala. The crux of the plan was to invite Sam-the-stud to the mainland to keep the girls "busy." Since we were also planning to produce other porn films, it seemed appropriate – though maybe a bit premature – to bring the young guy into the mix.
The whole situation was like a soap opera. What made it even spicier was that my beautiful East Indian psychiatrist, Erica, had been hot for JJ forever, and wanted to restart a relationship with him that had lain dormant for years. And, given my bisexual forays – something that JJ's and my swinging lifestyle of the previous year or more had made habitual – I'd decided to share my old man with her for some fresh excitement.
"Your decision just seems so sudden," JJ said. "We usually talk things out. Where's Sam gonna stay? There's no room here, with Luala."
"We've still got the movie set apartment for a few weeks," I retorted. "In that time you should be able to get him a place in a student co-op."
And by that time, I thought privately, he'll be fucking the knickers off of both Luala and Phaedra. That'll get their attention off of you! Then, Erica and I will have you to ourselves, my horny old darling.
JJ had been almost everything to me over the past six plus years: incestuous step-father-in-law, adulterous lover, father of my child, an enthusiastic participant in our swingers' club, and a lewd voyeur and photographer of me with multiple sex partners. Sadly yet realistically, I knew that we'd gone far beyond ever being totally faithful to one another. That was okay, though, since he was slowing down noticeably at age 55 and growing ever more dependent on Viagra.
"Well, we'd better come up with a film project for him," he said, "and an investor. I'm not gonna support a budding male porn actor just because you've taken a shine to him."
"I'm workin' on it, baby," I said. "Erica's helping me."
"That's another thing. You two women are getting awfully close," he said. "I thought she was just gonna be your therapist."
"She's also become a good friend, JJ. Remember? After vacation you suggested that she help me with my, uuh...'nympho' problems."
"Those aren't problems, Ginny. So you love sex! It's nobody's business but our own! Besides, it's one of the reasons we're inseparable!"
"Yeah...well...I could use a little more hands on evidence of that from you," I responded, critically. "Anyway, Sam arrives tomorrow. After I pick him up I'll move him into the movie set apartment."
JJ walked downstairs, grumbling, and I phoned my sweet friend Erica to tell her that our plan was in motion, and that I'd pick her up on the way to the airport...along with the blonde teenager, Phaedra.
The next day, Phaedra was more than willing to come with us to pick up Sam, given my sexy description of him. She'd dressed alluringly, as I knew she would, in a blue miniskirt that showed her fabulous legs, with three-inch heels, and a blue, sleeveless, cropped top with ridiculous pink bunnies on it that barely covered her tits. I didn't notice whether she was wearing panties – she usually didn't – but I figured Sam would soon find that out for himself.
I dressed in a snug, long-sleeved, Hunter green jumpsuit and low heels. It definitely showed my figure, but was understated, since I wanted this day to be Phaedra's. Erica wore a rust-colored pants and top outfit that contrasted beautifully with her mocha skin and accented her stunning breasts...her best bodily feature, except, perhaps, for her narrow, high butt.
Sam was ecstatic to see me. Of course, I'd never seen him fully dressed, since on Pohnpei he'd only worn a hip-hugging sarong, or he'd been naked. But he looked wonderful...tall, brown, youthful and handsome, with his flashing white, toothy smile. He'd let his dyed-blond hair grow out to black, so his spiked haircut just had blond tips. He wore khaki pants, a loose, short-sleeved, flowered shirt that showed his yummy brown skin and – the only hint of his island home – a pair of raffia flip-flops on his strong, shapely feet. When he saw us at the gate, he ran to me and squeezed me, lifting me off the floor and twirling. He was so strong! My crotch immediately moistened in his embrace.
"Everybody says hello, Ginny!" he beamed, as we walked toward the baggage area. "The Chief, Anu and his buddies, Lulu, Teou and the gang...even the Dean!"
I shuddered as I remembered Teou and his friends, who'd gang banged me in a pool hall one afternoon when I was drunk and stoned during our island vacation. But my memory turned brighter as I remembered a few idyllic, sensuous afternoons with Anu, the Chief's son. Finally, I felt a wistful pang as I pictured Nick, the Dean of Sam's college, and the wonderful night we'd spent together. All of my recollections teemed with images of raw sex.
"Well, are you ready to work?" I asked. "Phaedra, here, just finished a movie with us. I thought you two might want to share visions of your hopes and dreams," I said, a bit sarcastically.
And that they did. On the drive back from the airport, motor-mouthed Sam entranced the impressionable young blonde with tales of South Pacific island exploits and how he was now going to take the porn industry by storm. More than once I noticed Erica rolling her eyes at the young man's boasts.
We walked Sam through the furnished apartment where he'd be staying a couple of weeks and he was effusive in his praise. I knew for a fact that he'd never experienced such relative luxury, having spent a day with him in his shabby room on Pohnpei. I noticed that the apartment needed a few items; towels, bathroom supplies and refrigerator snacks, so I said, "Erica and I'll go shopping for a few things and be back in a while. You're coming to dinner at my place tonight, Sam, to talk business with JJ." As we started to leave I admonished them both tritely, "Don't do anything I wouldn't!"
Sitting on the living room sectional with the luscious Phaedra not far away, Sam said, "Oh, we'll find sumpn' ta talk about!" I'd already noticed his lengthy, half-hard member straining inside one pant leg.
Two hours later Erica and I returned with bags loaded with goodies. We both knew that, in our absence, the two hormone-crazed kids had probably made good use of the time. It seemed a fitting welcoming ceremony for Sam – and would whet Phaedra's sexual appetite for him – plus I wanted to bring him together with Luala at home in the evening...relatively sated. That meeting would require a bit more subtlety. Poor JJ! I thought. He wouldn't stand a chance with his two teenage nymphets after they got a taste of this young man's outrageous body.
Our subterfuge had worked. Letting ourselves in quietly, we were immediately serenaded by Phaedra's sharp wailing and moaning as the two went at it in a nearby bedroom. "Did you bring my camera from the car?" I whispered, wanting to capture them in the act on film.
"Right here," she whispered back, pulling the Nikon from one of her bags and handing it to me. She was already halfway down the hallway, spurred on by her limitless voyeuristic curiosity.
Like two little spying children, we peered around the doorframe and watched as Phaedra's limber white body was bent double, lying on her back with her ankles on either side of her shoulders. The head of the king size bed was against the far wall, under the window, which admitted the hot afternoon sun directly onto Sam's broad, dusky back. They couldn't see us, but we could see their fusing, as his massive brown, ten-inch cock plundered the clasping folds of the girl's pink pussy. Her entire upturned saddle was soaking with her juices as I clicked off a few shots of Sam railing her receptive insides.
"Ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh," she cried, with each of his full plunges. "You're...sooo...biiig...sooo, ohh, ohh, ohh...sooo...aah...aahh...aaahhh...yeeaahh...I'm...cu'...cu'ing...ag...agai...againnn!"
I could believe it. I got a bit wet between my legs as I watched the young girl take all of his slick, swollen probe, remembering my brief history with him while on vacation.
"They are so beautiful," whispered Erica, "...the color of their skins...," remarking on the gorgeous contrast between their dark brown and fair white complexions. "They remind me of us, Ginny," she murmured, with a decidedly pointed reference to our recent lesbian encounters.
"Good, baby. That's #4!" grunted Sam, triumphantly. "Now, on your knees! Wanna do ya like a dawg for #5!"
"Oooohhhh, Gaawwd, Sa-aamm...I'm wiped out...almost," groaned Phaedra, as she flipped over onto her chest, with her fabulous ballerina's ass arching into the air. "Uuuunn-uuunngghh!" she exhaled, as Sam sank his meaty prick into her to his balls. "Oh, shit!" she then shrieked as she caught a glimpse of Erica and me snapping photos of them in the doorway.
"Ginny!" said Sam in a hearty, welcoming voice. "This one's gooood, baby! Reminds me of you! So tight!" he exclaimed, while slapping his thighs against Phaedra's in counterpoint to her passionate, girlish cries.
"Just shut up, Sam!" I admonished, a bit embarrassed. "Get #5, cum for the camera, and we'll be ready for tonight," I said, like the bossy film director I wanted to be.
Phaedra had done one porno film for us, and Sam's video'd action by me on vacation, made it so that our presence was nothing new to them. As a result, the two kids went after one another like minks while I snapped away...and Erica – bless her little voyeur's heart – got so close to the action that I thought she was on the verge of participating.
Knowing the camera was on him, Sam decided to engage in some grandstanding moves. Picking up Phaedra and lying on his back, he impaled her on his massive meat so I could shoot the meshing of their wet organs. Her cries of "Ohh...ohh...ohh...ohhh," were punctuated by the plop, plop, plop, plop of their youthful loins slapping together. As the girl's mouth twisted in ecstasy and her hands plucked away at her erect, hot pink nipples, I discovered that I was wet between my legs and a thin film of perspiration had covered my forehead. My body was obviously remembering the joy that Sam had brought me as a horny tourist slut who'd developed "island fever" a few weeks before. I was witnessing fucking that I obviously wanted to replicate with him again, regardless of my protests to the contrary with JJ.
Of course, my agenda – and that of Erica – had evolved well beyond that. So, I took more pictures and awaited the moment that Sam would grace us all with a magnificent cum shot, with my friend Erica poised on the bed, not a foot away from the action.
"Cum, Sam," I ordered, revisiting the role I'd played on Pohnpei during his screen testing.
"Ohh...Gawd, yesss...pleeze," panted Phaedra, as her little body was repeatedly brought down onto his staff by his hands on her hips. "It's...too...much...ahh...ahh...ahh...ahh."
"Ready...Ginny?" gasped Sam. He knew that I wanted to photograph his always copious ejaculation.
"Ready, Sam," I muttered, focusing on the juncture of his brown cock as it entered Phaedra's pink labia.
"Okay...yeah...yeah...yeah," he growled, and pulled from Phaedra's vulva to reveal the excited, pulsing majesty of his cock. It stood just in front of her crotch and spasmed twice, which – for some reason – caused Erica to grasp it at its base and slide her hand upward to his glans. With her manual movement came a huge spout of cum that snaked up Phaedra's body to leave a track from her chin to her navel. Another slippery, sliding grasp of my friend's long tan fingers brought more, which spewed outward toward her as I clicked away with the camera.
I was shaking with excitement at the fact that my East Indian friend – an M.D. and Ph.D. psychiatrist – was jerking off a 20-year-old boy whom she'd met only a few hours earlier. I continued shooting pictures, and captured Phaedra hopping off and quickly capping his erupting penis with her mouth. This caused him immediately to bellow, "Aaaghh...aaaghh...aaaghh," as more and more of his load poured into her mouth, then her throat, since she'd taken him nearly to his pubic hair. They stayed that way for some moments, as I watched the muscles in her bulging neck milk his meaty tube of its hot, liquid contents. By the time the girl and Sam had finished their sudden fellative contact, she'd collapsed to the side, moaning from exhaustion.
"I can't imagine what came over me," confessed Erica, whispering, as she rose from the bed. As she walked toward me I noticed a generous dollop of Sam's cum on her face of which she was unaware. I stood up on tiptoe and gave her soft cheek an open-mouthed kiss, sucking the still-warm blob into my mouth. She looked at me tenderly as I privately savored the taste of the island youth's seed without her knowing it.
While we were in the living room and the kids were cleaning up in the apartment's two separate bathrooms, I giggled to her. "I'm pleased that it's not just me who reacts the way you did. Now you see why I thought Sam might be an answer to our problems."
"He's truly something," she admitted. "If only I were a dozen years younger...".
"That has nothing to do with it. You think JJ asks these teenage chickies for their birth certificate?"
At that point Phaedra emerged from her bathroom. "I heard you mention Jay's name. Sorry, Ginny, but I can't make it for dinner tonight. I'm trashed!"
I decided not to correct her presumption. Only Sam had been invited, not she. "'S'alright, sweetie. I'll drop you off an' maybe Sam can see you in a few days." Tonight, I'd be pairing the young man up with Luala. "Where is our golden boy, anyway?" I asked, as he walked into the living room with a broad grin on his face.
After a brief, no-win try at hitting on Erica, Sam quieted down as I dropped her off at her place, then left Phaedra on her uncle's doorstep. After that, with just the two of us in the car, he started his flirtatious rap with me. "Yer lookin' awful good, Ginny. Still got yer tan. Remember yer great ass 'n' dyn-o-mite legs! Haven't been able ta getcha outta my mind since ya left!"
"Why, thank you, Sam. I'm flattered. But what I really want is for you to pay some attention to Luala."
"She won't gimme the time o' day," he lamented.
"She might now. Talk to her...in the native language. She's homesick, and her heart's still on Pohnpei."
"But she's always put me down. Hates my rap. Ya' think she'll gimme some?" he asked, hopefully.
"Maybe not tonight," I said. "But...she's worth waiting for, Sam," I said, patting him on his muscular thigh. "Take it slowly. She can't hold out forever!"
He grabbed my hand and pulled, trying to put it on his crotch, whispering, "C'mon, Ginny...les' play a little...for ol' times' sake!"
"That's enough, Sam!" I flared. "This is my home! With my lover and my daughter! There'll be no grab ass going on! You're to treat me as the lady of the house. Nothing more!"
"Ye-ess, m'am!" he said, apologetically, as we coasted into the driveway.
Sam had listened well. Immediately bonding again with my daughter, Andi, he was charming and had Luala – as well as JJ – beaming within minutes. JJ drank several cocktails as he talked with Sam about movie ideas. They came up with one – a film about surfers – that became the topic of conversation throughout dinner. As the meal wore on, I noticed that Luala was unmistakably warming toward her fellow Pohnpeian. Periodically they'd exchange a muted – under the breath – native word or phrase that made her smile, flush and her almond eyes gleam. He spoke of the college, the new murals he'd painted on the gym there, and all of it seemed to elevate him in her eyes. At dinner's end, she invited him to help her put Andi down for the night.
"Nice boy," said JJ as we finished up in the kitchen, with him finishing his wine.
"Yeah. When you have time, tell me more about this surfing flick you're planning."
"Jus' another fuck film, Gin," he said. "He's got the look, the discipline and the equipment. And he works cheap!" he slurred, staggering against the counter. "Wow! I'm gonna crash!" he slurred, as he caught himself. "Drank too much, I guess. Better go to bed. 'Night, hon...see ya in the morning."
As he disappeared down the stairway to our bedroom, I realized that I'd have to drive Sam home myself. A few minutes later the young man came up the stairs asking, "Well, was I a good boy? Didn't curse once! Jay and I came up with a movie...'cept I'm scared of the water and can't surf! An' downstairs just now, Luala even gave me a kiss!...well, a little peck on the cheek!...then she went to bed."
"That's progress, studly!" I encouraged. "You told me that she'd cross the street to get away from you, every time she saw you on Pohnpei!"
"Yeah," he said, pensively. "Oh, by the way, thanks for settin' me up with Phaedra today. She's a great piece o' ass!"
"Sam! We're not on Pohnpei anymore! I'm Ginny, but I'm the lady of the house, remember?" I barked.
"Mmm, sorry," he said, genuinely, I thought. "Never had ta watch my language before."
"Now, I've got to drive you home. JJ's drunk. I'll go down and check on him and be right back, then we'll leave, okay?"
I went downstairs, covered JJ, since he'd fallen asleep face down and clothed on the bed. I also kissed my sleeping daughter and returned to the upstairs. There'd be no sexual play for JJ with Luala on this night, I thought, cunningly.
"Gawd, you live in one of the most beautiful places on earth!" Sam exclaimed a few minutes later, as we drove along the winding road at the crest of the hills that looked over the city lights and on to the ocean.
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