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The Cruise Companion – The Holidays

Julie finds a holiday companion on the high seas

By Aoife

This is my contribution to the 2024 Winter Holiday Contest.

A/N – Recently, something amusing happened. While browsing my favorite cruise line message board, I came across a post titled ‘Seasoned Cruiser Needed.’ Curious, I read through it, and soon my imagination took off.

This new series features a Sapphic theme and introduces a fresh protagonist, Dr. Julie Anders. The story is initially posted in the Lesbian Sex category, and though future chapters may appear in other categories, they will maintain a strong Sapphic focus. If this style or subject matter isn’t to your taste, I completely understand and appreciate you taking the time to stop by.

All characters, names, and events in this storyline are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real life is purely coincidental and unintentional. The beginning includes a substantial amount of background and build-up before we get into the more intimate moments, and I hope you find the pacing to your liking.

Big thanks to Nicole and Nelly for their editing and suggestions. Any remaining mistakes are my own. My eyes aren’t quite what they used to be.

~~~

I admired the vast white ship moored at the dockside, which forced us to turn our heads from left to right to capture both ends, and crane our necks to see the tips of the masts. One couldn’t help but wonder how that enormous behemoth could float.

The excitement was palpable as we waited, with other passengers, to check-in to board the super-sized pleasure palace, which had been built purely for our entertainment. My heart thumped in my chest, knowing that one of those balconies was ours for the duration of our vacation.

I nodded at the other passengers as we made our way through the queue and the check-in process. It truly wasn’t that long before we eventually got checked in and received our Sail and Sign card.

We prepared to board after a not so traditional cruise photo. With tomorrow being Christmas Eve, they insisted the three of us wear Santa Claus hats using a huge banner of the ship as our backdrop.

As we waited patiently for our boarding time to be called, I recalled how my daughter had invited me to join both her and her girlfriend on the Christmas Cruise. Being seasoned cruisers, we wanted to introduce Lynne to our favorite vacation pass time.

Five Weeks Ago

I sat in my office, watching as the last student of the day left. These were my designated “Office Hours,” a time when professors, such as myself, make themselves available for students to drop by for advice, support, or just to vent about the stresses of college life.

After the last student left, I gazed out of my window, lost in thought. My phone buzzed with a text dragging me from my thoughts. A smile crept across my face. It was my daughter, Maddie.

“Hello, darling!” I answered, feeling that familiar warmth whenever she called. I’m so proud of her. She is wrapping up her Master’s and preparing for her Physician Assistant licensure, currently doing an ER rotation at Children’s Hospital.

“Mom?” She interrupted my daydreaming.

“Yes, baby?”

“Mom, I’m almost twenty-five. I know I’ll always be your baby, but can you stick with Maddie, please?”

I chuckled. “Okay, what’s on your mind?”

“For dinner tonight, there’ll be three of us. I’m bringing a friend over to talk about some Christmas plans, if that’s okay?”

“Of course, baby, I mean Maddie. I’ll be home by six. See you then.” I hung up, feeling a flutter of excitement. It was nice to know she was making time for friends and not just focused on school or time with me.

Maddie’s wasn’t a typical upbringing. She grew up with me balancing school and later with both of us helping my parents as they aged. But tonight, for the first time in a while, it felt like she was stepping into her own life, and that made me so happy.

At eighteen, I was just a naive girl from Abington, Pennsylvania, and I found myself becoming a mother far sooner than I had ever imagined. Alan and I hadn’t planned on that outcome, but life doesn’t always wait for plans.

We thought we could make it work. The proverbial two young people mistaking lust for love. We moved in together, certain that our feelings were strong enough to hold us together. For me, there was never a question about keeping the baby. She was conceived from love.

I kept up with my microbiology studies as best I could, but after a couple of months, the reality hit. The challenges of balancing everything overwhelmed me. The worst was when I realized Alan was not who or what I wanted. Nor was I what he wanted.

We split amicably enough, agreeing that I would raise Madison and he would support me. Eventually, I moved back home to my parents, determined to finish my degree.

By nineteen, I was a single mom. Romance fell adana escort off my radar entirely, replaced by quiet evenings spent studying or with a good book or simply decompressing after a long day. But that was fine with me. Maddie, my gorgeous baby girl, became my whole world.

Later, during my master’s program in Cell and Molecular Biology, I met Stacie, a woman who changed everything I thought I knew about love. For the first time, I experienced a really deep connection, something I never felt before, in the only two relationships I had with men. I was alive. It filled me with vitality and energy.

Our connection felt powerful and dynamic, electric even. But no matter how exciting that relationship was Maddie was always my priority. Dating and socializing took a backseat to being a mom. I wasn’t going to burden my parents more than I already had, and I was determined to make them proud of me.

Yes, Maddie was always my number one.

But I digress.

After locking up the department for the evening, I got into my car, tuned into the school radio station, playing classical music, and headed home to Abington. By the time I pulled into the driveway, it was dark, and Maddie’s car was already parked there. She still lived with me, which worked out well since she helped care for my parents, who lived just down the street. My dad had confided in me he planned to leave their house to Maddie one day.

As I walked through the door, I heard quiet laughter and another female voice. It caught me off guard, but didn’t surprise me. I called out loudly, announcing my arrival, hung up my coat, and headed for the kitchen.

Maddie greeted me warmly, stepping out from behind the kitchen island. A younger woman stood pensively, drying her hands by the sink. Maddie leaned in and whispered, “Please understand.” Then, she introduced her friend.

“Mom, I’d like you to meet Lynne Foreman. Lynne, this is my mother, Dr. Julie Anders.”

Lynne’s grip was slightly strong, yet somewhat feminine. Her hair was short, in fact very short, her one side was shaved. I marveled at this. I called it a comb-over but what do I know? I am just an old woman. She was blonde and a bit stocky.

No, she didn’t look like Maddie’s type. The glint in both their eyes revealed the bond between them.

Lynne smiled as she approached. I beat her to it, offering my hand. “Welcome, Lynne. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“The pleasure is all mine, Dr. Anders,” she replied.

I quickly interrupted, “Please, call me Julie. I get enough of the formalities on campus. I don’t need them at home.”

Lynne relaxed, smiling. “Julie, then.”

Maddie looked at me. “Mom, we started cooking, so why don’t you change and join us when you’re comfortable?”

“Sounds good. Jeans and a sweatshirt kind of night?” I winked at her, noticing her grin. Heading down the hall, I paused. I turned, asking, “Lynne, you’re not driving tonight, are you?”

Both Maddie and Lynne turned bright red, and I couldn’t help but smile. “Good. Maddie, open a bottle of wine, and use the decanter in the china cabinet.” Then I made my way upstairs to change.

I opted for jeans and a sweatshirt, my version of relaxed attire. I ditched my bra, relishing the freedom, even if my professional side usually kept me more buttoned-up.

Returning to the kitchen, I found Lynne already plating dinner. It looked and smelled delicious. A simple pasta with fresh vegetables in a light sauce, and a side salad on the table.

“This is quite the welcoming dinner,” I said, genuinely impressed.

“Please, sit, Julie. I’ll bring your plate over,” Lynne insisted with a smile.

Maddie and I sat down, and I poured us each a glass of wine. Lynne joined us with our plates, and Maddie raised her glass.

“A toast to a nice evening. Dinner with my mother and my friend.”

Something in her tone made me curious, but I clinked our glasses and took my first bite. It was a lovely meal, and for the first time in a long time, I found myself laughing over dinner as Lynne and Maddie shared stories about their budding friendship and past dates, and I caught a new glimmer in Maddie’s eyes. There was a warmth and ease I hadn’t seen in a while.

After dinner, I insisted on handling the dishes, but Lynne quickly volunteered. “I’ll just load them into the dishwasher so we can enjoy our evening,” she said. There was no argument from me.

We settled in the living room. Maddie and Lynne shared the couch, while I took my usual spot in the recliner. There was a brief, awkward silence before I broke it.

“So, on the phone, you mentioned a conversation about holiday plans. What’s the idea?”

Maddie glanced at Lynne, and then reached for her hand. “Mom, I’m off from December 19th through January 3rd before my next rotation starts. Lynne has the same time off.”

Lynne spoke up. “I have some use-it-or-lose-it vacation time that needs to be taken by year’s end.”

Maddie continued. ankara escort “We were thinking about taking a cruise together. Lynne has never been on one and …”

I listened, but my heart sank. Her words seemed to blur as the reality hit me: Maddie might be spending Christmas away. I knew this day would come, but I wasn’t ready for it to arrive quite so soon. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I struggled to hold them back.

“Excuse me, I need the bathroom,” I said abruptly, hurrying upstairs as tears spilled down my cheeks. The thought of spending the holiday alone without Maddie shattered me.

I closed the bathroom door, my sanctuary, and let the tears flow freely. A few minutes later, I heard a gentle knock on the door.

“Mom?” Maddie’s voice sounded soft, but with concern.

I stayed silent, trying to stifle my sobs.

“Mom?” she tried again.

“Give me a moment, baby,” I choked out. “I’ll be down soon.”

“Mom,” she whispered through the door. “I don’t think you heard everything I said.”

“What do you mean?”

“Mom, we want you to come with us. We want to spend the holidays together. The three of us, at sea.”

Her words sank in, and I felt a wave of relief and love wash over me. My baby girl wasn’t leaving me behind; she was inviting me along.

“I’m such a fool,” I mumbled as I unlocked the door to wrap my arms around her, hugging her tightly. “I’ll be downstairs in a minute. Let me clean up.”

Maddie smiled and left me to compose myself. A few minutes later, I joined them, and over more wine we agreed that while Maddie and I had been on several cruises in the past, this time we would look for the best trip possible.

We agreed on an adjoining room or if the price was affordable, we would enjoy a larger two-bedroom suite. Either way, we would have a wonderful Christmas. I would start the research and let them know what I found.

With that settled, we enjoyed another glass of wine. It was just before ten o’clock when the girls decided they were turning in and would see me in the morning. I smiled and headed upstairs to my bedroom with my laptop in hand, searching.

~~~

I lay down on my bed, propping myself up against the headboard, and began searching for cruise deals. I started with my favorite non-cruise line website, which lets me look at a broader range of options before narrowing things down.

After a few minutes of browsing, I found something interesting. Intrigued, I opened another tab and went directly to the RCCL website. I entered my search parameters, and then I squealed; literally, I squealed. A ten-day “Southern Caribbean Holidays and More” cruise from Fort Lauderdale. Hmm, the Explorer of the Seas, we’ve had great times on that ship before.

I reached for my phone but then set it back down, opting to double-check the RCCL website. Sure enough, it was there, adjoining ocean-view balcony cabins. I clicked on the price, and it wasn’t too bad, considering the cruise spanned two holidays and returned on January 2nd.

Excited, I picked up my phone and sent a text. “Sorry to interrupt, but you have to see this! Hurry!”

Hitting send, I watched as the typing bubbles appeared. “K.”

I chuckled but didn’t reply. Soon, I heard footsteps in the hallway and turned to see both of them coming toward my room in their pajamas.

Maddie walked in, with Lynne close behind. “This had better be good, Mom.”

“Oh, it is. Both of you sit down.”

Maddie, being completely at ease, sat down right next to me, peering at my screen. Lynne sat on the bed near my knees.

“Okay, here’s the deal. We can get two adjoining ocean-view balcony cabins at a decent rate with my discount,” I said, glancing at Maddie and showing her the screen.

“That price is a good amount over what we budgeted for,” Maddie admitted, then turned to Lynne. “It’s about four hundred dollars more per person.”

I noticed the uncertainty in Lynne’s expression and stepped in before the conversation got tense.

“I’ll cover the extra cost,” I said. “It’s only fair since I’m joining your trip. No worries.”

They exchanged looks, and it was Lynne who responded first. She nodded. “Okay, we can go, but I’ll pay you back,” she whispered to me.

I turned to Maddie. “What do you think?” She hesitated, still on the fence. So, I sweetened the deal.

“Here’s the offer.” I closed my laptop. “I’ll pay, as my Christmas gift to you. Lynne, you’re a chef at the hospital, right?”

“Yes, but…” she began, but I cut her off.

“You can cook for me a few times over the next three weeks whenever you’re visiting, either before or after the trip. And we’ll call it even. Maddie will tell you, I hate cooking.”

Maddie laughed. “Mom, you’re terrible at cooking. You’re only passable with a microwave or boiling water.”

“See, Lynne?” I said, watching her as she glanced between us. Maddie let out a resigned sigh.

“Deal, let’s do it!” Lynne declared.

“Okay, adıyaman escort you two, head downstairs to bed. We’ll finalize everything over breakfast. Lynne, I’ll need your passport number to make the reservation tomorrow.”

Maddie leaned in to kiss my cheek, while Lynne stood up, smiling broadly. Maddie released me from a quick hug, grabbed Lynne’s hand, and the two of them headed downstairs. I stayed up for a bit, reading about the ports and possible excursions.

I was reading about excursions, and I saw pictures of the ship’s Schooner Bar. My memory flashed back to the last cruise we took on Explorer.

I was in the Schooner Bar enjoying a glass of wine, listening to the music being played. Maddie was a few tables away, chatting with a group of kids her age. Suddenly, a second glass of Chardonnay appeared in front of me. I curiously looked at the bartender. He smiled and nodded his head toward a stunning-looking woman with red hair. She had the prettiest smile on her face. Her high cheekbones made her beauty even more pronounced.

I picked up the glass and toasted her in a very subtle gesture. Then, being as brave as I could be, I tilted my head to my left, indicating the seat next to me was free, and I offered it to her. She winked and stood, carrying her white wine over. I turned and watched her walk towards me. She glided across the floor, taking one slow step after the other.

I stood, goodness she was beautiful. Her wavy auburn hair flowed over her shoulders, framing her beauty. Her dress accentuated her figure hugging her bosoms and waist. It flared slightly at her hips.

I gasped as she approached her blue eyes as deep as the color of the Caribbean water. She stopped in front of me. I extended my hand to greet her.

“Thank you for the wine. I am Julie.”

“Erica. It is my pleasure.” I saw her looking over her shoulder. “I saw you and your daughter earlier today in the solarium.”

I smiled. “Yes. Madison, she is my world.” I turned to look at her. She lifted her head and smiled at me. Then her attention was drawn back to the two girls on either side of her.

“She is sitting with my daughter and her cousin,” Erica said softly.

“Please have a seat, or would you like to find a more comfortable chair other than a bar stool?”

Erica smiled. “What if we took a stroll outside, maybe up top?”

I smiled wide. “Hmm, yes, the fresh air will be good for me while enjoying some adult conversation.”

“I will tell the girls,” Erica whispered in my ear.

I picked up my clutch. I watched as she whispered to the two girls and then to Maddie. Maddie looked toward me, smiling widely. When she nodded, I mouthed to her that I loved her. Erica turned and walked towards the elevator, exiting the Schooner Bar.

Erica and I made our way from the aft elevators and outside, walking around the miniature golf course and then around the back of the ship. The sky twinkled with the stars. There was a soft glow of the ship’s lights behind us. I turned as I heard the laughter of children behind us and took Erica by the hand, walking her up the stairs one more deck.

I moved to let go of her hand as we started our slow walk around the upper deck, but she held a bit tighter. She broke the silence, commenting how beautiful it was at night in the middle of the ocean.

I turned to face her and stopped against the rail. “This will sound cheeky but not as beautiful as your eyes are.” I paused.

“The percentage of true redheads with blue eyes is so minimal it’s ridiculous.” I lowered my head and then raised it quickly. “Sorry, the microbiology geek in me comes out at the weirdest times.”

Erica moved her free hand to my cheek and smiled. “No more of a geek than me. I am an IT geek who codes for a living. Stuck working around a bunch of men engrossed in making games where women strip for them.”

She curled her nose. We each giggled slightly. She lowered her hand and her wine toasted me. “To two geeks?” We touched glasses and took a sip.

I was nervous, but Erica helped me relax when she asked. “So, I am curious. Was it accidental or purposeful when you were at the “Friends of Dorothy.” gathering yesterday?”

I blushed, feeling my face burn, knowing it was redder than ever. “Madison and I cruise every now and then. It’s my guilt from when I raised her. We didn’t have much until I obtained tenure.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.” She grinned. “I was there purposefully.” She whispered.

“As was I.” I leaned forward and lightly slid my lips across hers. My nose touched hers ever so carefully.

I pulled back. “You are more beautiful out here than in there. Maybe it’s the atmosphere and the romantic evening, but you Erica are extremely beautiful.”

Erica pressed her lips to mine, softly kissing me. My lips parted, this was going to happen! I pressed my open lips against hers, running my tongue across her lower lip enjoying the feeling of her mouth opening. Tentatively, I kissed her deeper. Our tongues were careful but confident.

I felt her hand on my waist. “I have a two-bedroom suite. Can you come with me?”

“But Maddie …” I felt her lips kissing me. Her free hand on the small of my back pulled me closer. “Erin and Nikki will watch her. I promise.”

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August was hot… in more ways than one. Let me give you a little background: I was 20, stuck living with my parents, and hadn’t been laid in months. The summer heat flooded into my room as I disinterestedly played with my phone. Dusk was fading to night as I lied stomach down on my bed I could feel my dick throbbing, and the all too familiar sensation of my mouth watering without thirst. Cocksuckers will know what I mean.

Now, I’m not usually one for using apps to hookup, but that night I was damn horny. I struggled with the idea of hooking up a bit. I don’t like to sleep around and was raised to wait for the right one, but hey, a guy has needs! Eventually I came to the conclusion that every once in a while was alright. I mean, it HAD been over 4 months since I had last had any cock. My hormones were raging. I don’t think I could have said no to myself even if I wanted to.

I pulled up grindr and looked at the profiles. All local guys, which I wasn’t in the mood for. Switched over to growlr and found a handsome older man in his 50’s. Shorter than me and not too much else info in his profile, but I said fuck it and messaged him.

“Hey, how are you?” I opened with.

He responded almost immediately. “Doing well here, how about yourself buddy?”

We shot shit for a bit, divulging details to barely reveal the surfaces of who we were. Little details men usually talk about like asking what either of us did for work, hobbies, interests, etc. I found out he was here with some straight buddies on a cross country road trip. He sent me another face picture and then a cock shot. I was tantalized.

Being more forward than I had ever been I sent the message, “Hey man let me suck it.”

He seemed rather delighted from his messages after, stating that his buddies were fun but he needed a little of a different type of fun that he hadn’t had in a while. “Can you host?” I dumbly asked.

“No buddy I’m halkalı escort in a room with a couple of straight guys. I don’t think they’d take too kindly to you.”

“How bout I blow you in your car?” I asked, excitement growing.

“I don’t have a car here. We are traveling in my buddy’s car.” He replied.

I was a bit disheartened honestly, and almost thought about giving up.

“Hey well let me ask my buddy if I can use his car to run to the store real quick. Then we can meet up somewhere. Can you host?” he seemed to ask eagerly.

I thought about it. I didn’t want to host him inside my parents’ house even though they were out for the evening. I was super horned but at the same time a bit of logic kicked in, maybe something else. I really didn’t want to suck a guy in a place that my parents…lived. It would have been a bit awkward for me to see that spot while I was around them and think back to that night of pleasure I had.

“Yeah I can man.” I messaged.

I gave him my address and headed out of the house with an idea. He had told me what hotel he was staying in, so I knew he would be at my place in a matter of minutes. I was right, minutes later a white car pulled into the front of my house. Night had fallen fully by this point so all we had to greet each other was occasional moonlight through clouds. His picture was recent since he was as handsome as his picture had been. We shook hands, smiled, and I led him through my drive way back around the house where the garage was located.

We were barely into the garage when he shut the door behind him, and I dropped to my knees. I kissed his crotch through his shorts, excitedly running my hands over his front thighs, ass, and back thighs. He grabbed my head and shoved my face forward. I could tell he was as turned on as I was. Even though we were thirty+ years apart, the chemistry between our bodies was amazing. He groaned and uttered içerenköy escort “yeah buddy” through a deep grunt. He pulled my face out of his crotch and I looked up back at him. The look on his face was so…desirable. I could barely see through the dark lighting of the garage but somehow that added to the sexual energy we had. An almost faceless cock getting what he needed from an almost faceless mouth.

I quickly undid the man’s belt and pulled his shorts down mid-thigh. Like a ravenous vacuum I swallowed his cock whole. I shoved it deep into my throat, melting into its delicious taste. It was to anyone else an average cock. About 6 inches cut, average thickness, but GREAT shape and look. To me, an avid cocksucker who had been denied for months, it was like magic. Again he took hold of my head and began fucking my face, uttering dirty words.

“Yeah boy you need this just like I need this, huh? Hrrrnnnnnng”

“Fuck yeah swallow that cock whole you slut.”

My hands explored upward, grabbing his pecs and feeling his thick nipples.

“Pay attention to my balls too, boy!” he commanded.

I went down on his balls like he told me too. Licking, slurping, and savoring their salty taste. They seemed to be a bit saltier than his dick. I loved it. I was in heaven. I felt his dick resting on my cheek as I hungrily tended to his balls. He rubbed my shoulder and the back of my head, groaning and murmuring what a good slut I was. I was ready to cum.

He let go of my head but kept a hand on my shoulder, and I went back to tending to his dick. I bobbed up and down on his head, swirling my tongue, trying to get that ultimate reward all cocksuckers want. I placed my hands on his back thighs and just went to town. We were both sweating from the heat and the sex. All that could be heard was his grunts, and my slurping and moaning sounds. I felt his cock tense in my throat and suddenly kartal escort he grabbed my head and shoved me down on his cock. I felt the first shot shoot deep into me. I swallowed it all eagerly until he subsided.

I began stroking myself as I sucked his dick gently. He growled in appreciation that I was cleaning up the mess I made. Up and down the shaft, sucking up and excess spit that might have been on his balls. I looked up at him to see he was looking down at me. He smiled through the dim light to see his cock disappearing into my hollowed cheeks.

“Thanks buddy. Great blow.” He said firmly.

I grabbed the base of his cock with my free hand. This was hot but I wanted more.

“How about you take me home to your buddies?” I boldly asked.

He had mentioned they were on an all guys trip to get away from the wives.

“C’mon man. You can tell how much I love cock.” I said almost desperately. I could tell the idea turned him on. His cock began growing stiff again at the nursing of my tongue and lips. I gave him a few sucks.

“No man that’s not a good idea. Sorry. But I can give you all the cock you need…” He said firmly, then slapping my check lightly.

I felt him fill my mouth again. This time I sucked him slowly and tenderly, since he was a bit sensitive from the first blow. The spark between us was turning from ravenous to tender. I still have not experienced a blow session like that night. He came more quickly, and with less cum the second time around. It was late after the second blow, and coincidentally. My parents called and asked if I wanted anything before they came home. Strangely, it didn’t feel awkward to talk on the phone in front of him even if it was a little rude. Must have been the feel goods of the afterglow.

“Sorry man we gotta cut this short” I said.

“I understand buddy, thanks again for the great blow. Wish I could have taken ya to my friends.” He winked and then surprisingly grabbed and kissed me. I responded warmly to the kiss and gave him a deep taste of his cock. He pulled away, went out the door and left. I waited a little bit and sent him a message that if, by any chance he was passing through my area again, to look me up.

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Brandi left for her monthly Wednesday night Happy Hour meeting with her friends. As per her usual she was dressed to tease any male that gazed upon her. 5″ stilettos, a cleavage inducing strapless flowered sun dress that fell about 6″ below her ass and nothing underneath. She looked amazing.

Within five minutes of her leaving my make-up artist was there and doing me up to look like I’ve been roughed up. Blackish eyes a cut on my cheek and blood trickling from my mouth. I put on ripped clothes. Trevor, Sid and Donnell arrived shortly after looking very much like thugs. We went about knocking things over, opening drawers and tossing clothes about to make it look like they were searching for valuables. The place looked a mess. Exactly as planned. Brandi text’d me she was on her way home so I sat down in the bedroom chair and the guys secured me to it with duct tape. Before they taped my mouth we went over what was going down again. They understood they could rough her up a little and cause her some intense pain even hurt her if necessary to sell the fantasy. But not take it too far where she got injured. I had a safe word I would yell if I thought it was getting out of hand.

“Don’t worry man, we know how too handle white bitches.” Sid assured.

We heard the garage door open and the guys scattered.

“Honey, I’m home” a half intoxicated Brandi yelled from the kitchen. Her stilettos echoed down the hall as she approached the bedroom. She half screamed when she saw me slumped over in the chair. “Oh my God, oh my God what happened?” she screamed bending down pulling the tape from my mouth.

“We’re being robbed, they’re still here get out and call 911 before they see you.” I ordered. “Go, go go.”

Panicked and confused Brandi started to get up but it was too late. She screamed in terror as Trevor grabbed her by her elbows and yanked her to her feet.

“What have we got here” Trevor sneered as Brandi screamed again. He slapped her across the face just hard enough to get her attention. Squeezing her cheeks together giving her fish lips he barked “Shut up bitch we don’t want any trouble.”

Brandi panted in fear her eyes big as saucers when the other two guys joined them.

“What the fuck is all the noise…well, well who do we have here?” Sid quizzed approaching my wife and checking her out.

“Thats my wife, leave her alone you punks.” I barked.

“Shut the fuck up asshole.” Donnell said pulling a punch to my stomach. “Oomph”

Brandi shrieked again which caused Trevor to cover her mouth with his large hand. “You gonna shut up white bitch.” he chastised.

With Trevors hand firmly on her mouth Brandis eyes still wide nodded a yes.

Trevor removed his hand and grabbing her arms snapped her back into his muscular chest then wrapped his arm around her throat.

“Please don’t hurt us.” Brandi pleaded desperately.

Smiling evilly Sid checked her out. “This may not have been a washout after all.” He ran his hand across Brandis quivering lips. “Damn those are some fine cock sucking lips your wife has here. She suck your cock?”

“Leave her alone.” I shouted.

Trevor spun her around to get a look. “Damn, she pretty too. Those are some fine cock sucking lips you have there beautiful.”

Brandi whimpered as tears began to roll down her cheeks as Trevor roughly grabbed her by her head with both hands and forcibly kissed her.

Brandi sniveled as Trevor held her head firmly and continued to kiss her. He stuck his tongue as far down her throat as he could.

Donnell was examining her backside rubbing her ass through her dress. “Damn, bitch has a fine ass on her too.”

Sid lifted her dress revealing her naked sweet ass. “Fuck look at that, white bitch aint wearing any underwear. She’s just begging to get fucked.” Both him and Donnell rubbed a cheek appreciatively. Sid gave her ass a hard smack causing Brandi to squeal the best she could with Trevor still kissing her. He took his hand and reached between her legs and grabbed her like a bowling ball. His thumb diddled her asshole while his fingers gripped her pussy roughly massaging her most intimate of areas.

Trevor broke his kiss and Brandi gasp for air.

Sid lifted her dress up to her waist exposing her shaved pussy to Trevor. “Damn the pussy’s shaved.” Trevor extolled. “This bitch is made for fucking. Look at those dainty pussy lips on this white bitch. Too bad we’re gonna tear that up” he laughed looking over at me.

Brandis tattoo above her ass was now exposed to Sid and Donnell. “Damn, look at that a tramp stamp. “You a tramp?” he quizzed. When Brandi didnt answer he hauled off and smacked her ass again. Brandi cried out in pain. Grabbing my wife by her hair he whipped her around bringing her face to face with him. “I asked if you was a tramp bitch.”

Frightened and breathing heavily my whimpering wife just slowly shook her head no.

Smiling broadly a gold tooth smile he warned “You won’t be able to say that after we’re done with you.”

Brandis eyes got even tarsus escort bigger. “Please don’t hurt us. I’ve got money you can have it just leave us alone please.” Brandi begged.

“Who needs money when we got your sweet ass to tear up.” Sid sneered as he kissed her roughly while rubbing and squeezing her tits through her dress. He kissed her for a while before biting down on her lip and pulling on it.

“Owwww, Ow, Ow” Brandi whimpered loudly until he stopped.

Trevor pulled her head around to kiss her again while Sid moved down and and began biting and kissing on her neck and rubbing her pussy. He fiercely sucked on her neck leaving several large hickeys.

“Lets see those tits” Donnell demanded spinning her around as he grabbed the top elastic of her dress and yanked it down making Brandis big tits bounce free to the delight of her tormenters.

“Fuck look at those watermelons” Sid said grabbing a squeeze. “Those are some dick smugglers” he laughed as he gave them a slap. “Look at those puppies bounce.”

Donnell reached in and started rubbing her other tit. “Fuck, they’re nice and firm too.”

“Thats cause they’re fake” Trevor informed.

“Whaaaaaaaaat” Sid said as he squeezed harder causing Brandi to wince in pain. “Nooooo.”

Most rich bitches got fake tits. And, they love to show them off to anybody that’ll look.” I fucked my share of rich bitches with fake tits.” he bragged.

“Is that true, you like to tease a brother with these plastic tits?” Sid admonished as he squeezed even harder.

Brandi whimpered and shook her head no.

Trevor noticed my wife’s nipples were at full attention. He pulled her into him then cupped both her tits with his large black hands and squeezed making them swell. “Well lookie here her pink puppies are on high beam. I think she’s getting turned on.” Trevor shook her tits at me “I think your wife likes getting manhandled by black guys” he laughed.

When Brandi shook her head in an emphatic no Sid slapped her tit again making her squeal.

Donnell grabbed a nipple and stretched it as far as he could as Brandi cried out in pain.

Sid bent down and started sucking on the other nipple and Donnell taking his cue stopped stretching and started sucking. The guys roughly worked their mouths on her tits and nipples like ravenous dogs leaving several little hickeys.

Not to be out down Trevor knelt in front of her exposed pussy and closely examined it. “That is one sweet gash” he proclaimed as he started vigorously rubbing it. He shook it like he was beating an egg before he inserted a finger and started finger fucking her. “Better get a taste of that sweet thing before it gets tore up” he laughed as he latched his mouth to my quivering wife’s clit.

Brandi was a sight with three black guys working on all her good stuff. She whimpered and cried when they got too rough which was most the time. Her legs twitched as Trevor worked his mouth and fingers on her pussy.

Trevor eventually worked three fingers into her love canal and maneuvered them around probing her. “Gotta get this bitch ready for whats coming” he warned as he bit down on her clit and pulled on it.

Sid stopped his assault on my wife’s nipple and announced he was bored. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a switchblade and menacingly popped it open. He sneered as he ran it over Brandis tit and nipple.

Brandi jumped in fear each time he touched her with it much to his delight. “You’re gonna do whatever we tell you to do with no funny stuff, right?” he threatened.

Eyes wide with fear Brandi breathing heavily not sure what to expect nodded a slow yes.

Pleased with her response he grabbed at her dress bunched around her waist. “Get naked tramp.” Sid smiled “Make it sexy white bitch and leave the heels on.”

Brandi clutched her dress and slowly shimmered out of it letting it fall to the floor.

“Damn, thats one fine piece of ass you have there husband, nice of you to share her with us.” Donnell declared.

Brandi whimpered as she stood there looking stunning, naked, vulnerable and exposed to their prodding.

The guys took turns spinning her around so they could get a better look at her body.

Each guy smacked her ass at least once making her yelp. They’d suck, squeeze and slap her tits making them bounce for their amusement.

Brandi would yelp or shriek with each incursion on her body.

Sid grew tied of toying with her. “Time to earn that tramp stamp white girl. On your knees” he barked as he pushed my frightened wife to the floor. Undoing his pants and letting them fall to the floor he whipped out his thick 8″ uncircumcised cock. “Open your mouth tramp.” he ordered as he grabbed a handful of Brandis hair and whipped her head back.

“Owwwww.” Brandi cried out as she involuntarily opened her mouth wide.

Sid shoved his cock into her mouth then started face fucking her by pulling her head back and forth by her hair. “Suck on it white girl” he barked. Sid was tatvan escort a big talker never really shutting up but it was hard to keep up with all he was saying. Mostly it was what he was gonna do to her and how she was gonna enjoy it.

Brandi gurgled and gagged on his cock as he manhandled her.

“Thats it baby, choke on it, choke on it” Sid coaxed. “You’ll get used to doing this.”

The other guys were now naked and stood around her presenting their cocks to her.

Donnell slapped Brandis face with his stout 6″ dick with a plum sized head until she realized it was there. She reached out and grabbed it and squeezed before jacking him off.

“Use those cock sucking lips you got there” Sid ordered releasing his grip on her hair.

Brandi closed her lips around his cock and gripping it by the base she began bobbing up and down on it.

Sid slapped her hand away declaring “No hands.”

She released her hand and continued to bob on his nob while she jacked off Donnell.

“Look how natural she looks with my big black cock in her mouth” Sid boasted smiling menacingly at me.

“Beautiful” Donnell added “She was meant to service a black mans cock.”

“Hey husband see your nasty wife is sucking our big black cocks. You think she wants them in her tight white pussy next.” Sid chided. “Don’t ya sweetheart?” Sid teased grabbing Brandi’s hair and shook her head yes for her.

Brandi groaned as she looked up at him in fear his cock still embedded in her mouth.

“Give me some of that mouth action white girl.” Donnell said pulling her off Sid’s cock and onto his.

Brandi sucked on his bulbous head for a bit cautiously taking more and more of him down her throat. Her cheeks swelled each time she went down on his shaft.

“Take it all tramp.” Sid barked as he grabbed the back of her head and pushed Brandi completely down on Donnells cock tickling her nose with his pubs as she struggled to breath. They all laughed at her plight. “Better get used to it tramp thats just an appetizer wait till you see the main event.” He worked her mouth around on Donnells cock by pulling on her hair until he felt she’d had enough. “I think you’re ready” he laughed roughly pulling her off Donnells cock and around to face Trevor.

There Trevor stood in all his 12″ glory with his hands on his hips smiling broadly at the shocked Brandi. He wasn’t even fully erect but his veiny one eyed monster twitched as it pointed threateningly down at my wife. Trevor approached her and bounced his massive tool on top of her head before slapping her face hard a couple times with it. “Suck it white bitch.” he told her offering it up to her.

Brandi half in awe half in fear slowly ran her hand along the length of it before gripping it. Her hand didn’t go all the way around Trevors black hose its was so thick. She took in its size, weight and heft almost hypnotized by it. “It’ll never fit” she mumbled.

“I’ll make it fit. You think you’re the first tiny white slut I’ve fucked. You’ll be begging for it.” he laughed. “Spit on it.”

Brandi repositioned herself before spitting on his big black python then continued stroking it with her hand. She used her other hand to cup his huge balls which until now went unnoticed. She stared mesmerized by the monster in her hands not sure what to do next.

“Put those lips and mouth of yours to work” Sid barked pushing her head to Trevors cock.

Brandi held Trevors anaconda in her hand tight and aimed it at her mouth. She cautiously licked the tip and ran her tongue along its underside before opening her mouth as wide as she could and engulfing its head. She stopped to adjust to its size before taking more into her mouth. Her lips stretched wide as she bopped slowly and deliberately up and down on the first four inches still gripping his balls.

“White slut wife of yours sure can suck a cock” Sid ridiculed me.

I know she can deep throat my 10 inches with ease now, but it took her awhile to develop that skill. Now she’d have to take at least another 2″ of thicker big black cock down her throat. This was going to be interesting.

“Come on little white tramp you’re not stopping till that cock disappears.” Sid admonished smacking her ass. “You’re our sword swallower now.”

Knowing she was helpless to anything but comply she went to work on Trevor’s cock with a cautious determination. Gripping the base of his cock for control she continued to take more and more of him down her throat. She gagged and coughed several times when she had about 8″ firmly down her throat. Tears streamed down her cheek as the powerless Brandi succumbed to her fate of being used and abused by these black interlopers.

“Fucking white bitch knows how to suck a cock. She’d make me a bunch ‘o money.” Donnell pined.

“Come on already I wanna fuck this little slut.” Sid barked smacking her ass making Brandi sequel with her mouth full of Trevors cock.

“I have first crack at that pussy before it gets all stretched out.” Donnell tavşanlı escort declared.

Coughing and gaging Brandi cautiously bobbed up and down on Trevors monster each time taking more of him down her throat.

Trevor looked at me in amazement at my wife’s cock sucking abilities and mouthed “Holy fuck” He gripped the back of her head and slightly pushed giving her an assist. “Come on baby two more inches and you’ll be the first to ever take it all.”

With that Sid gripped her head and shoved Brandi all the way onto Trevors cock. “We have a winner.” he laughed mockingly.

Brandi gagged and flailed about trying to knock Sids hands off her. She was really choking on Trevors horse cock and in a lot of distress. I was getting close to yelling out the safe word when the laughing Sid released her.

Brandi collapsed on the floor gasping, coughing and gulping for air surrounded by her laughing tormenters. Her big full tits heaved with each gulp of air she inhaled. She looked smoking hot all sweaty with her hair a tangled mess her make-up smeared like a raccoon and running down her face.

Sid grabbed her hair and pulled her screaming back to her knees then slapped her tits several times making her squeal. He pushed his cock back into her mouth. “Open that mouth, open it. Get back to work white bitch. Get us good and hard so we can fuck that tight white pussy of yours.”

Softly sobbing with tears rolling down her cheeks Brandi started back on Sid’s cock with an ease that wasn’t there before she had Trevors python assault her mouth. My wife put her hands on Sids legs for support as she fucked his cock with her mouth.

Sid had his phone out and was now recording Brandi sucking his cock. “Look up at me you beautiful white bitch while you’re sucking my cock.” he ordered lightly smacking her face.

Brandi eyes wide open obediently looked up at Sid with his cock planted securely in her mouth.

“You like sucking my black cock don’t you white girl, you want it don’t you?” You’re doing this ’cause you want to, right?” Sid coaxed.

With Sid’s cock firmly imbedded in her mouth Brandi feebly nodded her head yes to the lens.

“Man you could make a fortune just with her mouth. A brother would pay a pretty penny for this white girl to suck his cock.” Sid proclaimed to Donnell. “Hope her pussy’s as good as her mouth.”

Donnell pulled her over to his cock and she easily swallowed his stout smaller cock. “I may turn you into one of my whores.” he declared. “None of them suck cock as good as you.”

Brandi softly cried scared little moans as she took turns sucking on the guys cocks.

Trevor slapped Brandis face with his black mamba until she turned her attention and mouth back to him.

Brandi getting accustomed to his size sucked on him more aggressively now which didn’t go unnoticed by the guys.

“White bitches protest but they love the big black cocks. We may turn her out yet. Our own personal black cock whore.” Sid laughed.

“My own plastic big tittied white whore. That’ll do whatever I say just to get more black dick.” Donnell interjected as he squeezed Brandis tits.

Brandi continued her expert servicing of Trevors cock until he ordered her to suck his nuts.

Brandi eased her mouth off his cock and grabbing his black snake lifted it out of her way before engulfing his balls and sucking away. She swished his nuts around in her mouth as she slowly jacked him off. She sucked them deep into her mouth then pull away stretching his sack as fas as she could before going back to licking them.

“Ahhhhh, Fuck, white bitch has a magic mouth.” Trevor moaned.

Continuing to hold his cock up my wife released his balls from her mouth giving them a couple sexy flicks with her tongue before seductively licking her way up the underside of Trevors lengthy black shaft. When she reached the head she flicked her tongue around it slurping up some pre-cum. “Its so big” she whispered in amazement gripping it with both hands before taking as much of it into her mouth as she could. She started more enthusiastically bobbing up and down on his monster taking as much of him down her throat as she comfortably could.

“Look at that tramp go to town. She was made to have a big black cock stuffed in her mouth.” Sid laughed as he continued recording the action.

Trevor started groaning before grabbing her head so he could violently face fuck her.

A frightened Brandi gurgled and moaned as she desperately gripped his anaconda with both hands trying to prevent him from inserting it too far down her throat.

Trevor continued his oral assault on her mouth until he let out a guttural yell and exploded down her throat. “Argh!! Take it all white bitch.” Trevor ordered as he held my squirming wife’s head firmly on his exploding cock. Pulling out of her mouth he shot another large rope across her face and onto her eyes and hair. Another shot landed on her big heaving tits.

Her cum dripped from the nipples of her heaving tits as more cum trickled out both sides of the stunned Brandis mouth as she gulped for air.

“Look what you did you little white slut” Sid said grabbing her by the hair and dragging whimpering Brandi over to me. “Show your husband what you got in your mouth” he ordered smacking her hard on her ass making her yelp.

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Traci held the invitation in her hand and read:

Rob and Ann

invite you to

A Scripted Dinner.
Saturday, February 22, 8 PM
in their home.
Women
Wear evening attire consisting of
a separate blouse and skirt,
bra and panties,
thigh high hose and shoes.
Jewelry allowed,
but nothing additional.
Men
A tuxedo, please.
Complete with cummerbund,
suspenders, and bow tie,
but no vest.
Note
Servants hired for the evening
have been screened for
the ability to remain discreet.

Traci brushed her strawberry blond bangs away her eyes and read the invitation over again. The hints held between the lines of type piqued her curiosity. Rob and Ann had demonstrated imaginative tastes in the past. Traci hadn’t cared for the classical music featured during one such evening, but memories of the later hours of that soiree caused a tingle within her.

A grin slowly spread across her face as she walked to the den. There she placed the invitation on Mark’s desk. She would be thinking about February 22 for the next ten days.

By the time those days had passed, Mark had had his tuxedo cleaned, and Traci had chosen a pale pink evening outfit. Though it was cut modestly low across her shoulders, its lacy top clung to the curves of her breasts. The long skirt hugged the swells of her thighs. A slit from ankle to mid-thigh let the skirt flow freely around her trim legs. She wore a strand of pearls at her throat and her pearl drop earrings. She always wore her wedding ring.

She was by the front door getting her coat when Mark came to the top of the stairs. He looked striking in his black tux. Gazing at the fabric fitting closely across tepebaşı escort his shoulders and chest gave her heart a skip. He wasn’t one of those hard-as-a-board men, but she did like the feel of his chest muscles under her hands.

Traci reluctantly pulled her thoughts away from that direction. Enough time for that later this evening, she thought. Mark held her coat for her, slid into his own, and together they walked to the car.

Light spilled from the windows at Ann and Rob’s house. Traci liked the spacious cathedral ceiling at the entranceway, though she was glad she didn’t have to heat it. Ann greeted them with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Highlights shimmered off her long dark hair.

Rob’s white hair shone brightly compared to Ann’s dark locks. He shook hands with Mark and gave Traci a token hug. Traci had known the two hosts long enough to understand that Rob’s formality now was no indication of his flair for the daring as the evening progressed.

Entering the dining room, Ann introduced Traci and Mark to the other four guests. Looking at the array of people around the table, Traci thought, not for the first time, that Ann and Rob certainly had a diverse collection of friends. Beth and Frank were well into their sixties and quite fit for their age. Ruth and Jim were in their fifties and more rounded in their silhouettes. Traci and Mark were the youngest couple there, still in their thirties.

Ann and Rob were diverse even between the two of them. Rob had just passed his sixtieth birthday, while Ann was in her late forties. But both of them shared a passion for exploring life. Each had eager, blue eyes that flared with torbalı escort interest at the hint of a new idea. Both of them obviously relished the pleasures of food as well, their physiques sharing more in common with pillows than with gym equipment.

After the introductions, each couple sat side by side, one couple on each side of the rectangular table. Ann and Rob were at the head of the table, Mark and Traci to their left, Beth and Frank to their right, and Jim and Ruth sitting opposite their hosts.

Jazz played softly over the sound system. The white linen tablecloth glowed under the flickering of the large candelabras. Counting the silver forks to the left of her plate, Traci deduced a six course meal about to be begin. She unrolled her napkin and placed it in her lap.

The server for the evening, Juan, first passed a tray of tiny rolls among the guests. Their scrumptious taste melted on Traci’s tongue. Next, the young man expertly mixed drinks for each diner. The guests voiced compliments on their hosts’ selections of both food and service.

Traci didn’t care for the pate on the appetizer plate, but the pineapple relish was both unusual and tasty. The shrimp on wafers had a light, tangy sauce on them.

The men kept the conversation on the stock market or sports. Occasionally, Traci caught an amused glance passing between Ann and Beth. Were they just biding their time until more interesting events got started?

Using the stock market as her segue, Ruth told about an entertaining call from a young stockbroker at her job answering a hotline.

“So I tried to explain to him that if he’s having sex with his girlfriend, toroslar escort that means she IS sexually active. ‘Oh, no,’ he says. ‘She just lies there. I’m the only one active.'”

When the laughter died down, Rob pinged on his wine glass for their attention. All eyes turned to him, curiosity etched on each face.

“As you all read on your invitations, this is A Scripted Dinner,” Rob tipped his head in Ann’s direction. That title must have been her idea.

“The script will give a general direction to this evening’s activities, but I assure you that there will be abundant opportunity for spontaneity as well.”

A small stirring in the quiet room caught Traci’s attention. Her gray eyes darted to the source of the movement. Ann, known for her relaxed acceptance, sat fidgeting her fingertips. Traci felt a tingle coil itself within her. These plans caused even Ann to grow nervous?

“As you may remember,” Rob continued, “each woman was asked to wear the same kinds of clothing. So each woman now wears the same number of pieces of clothing.” Rob quickly glanced at each couple, seeking assurance of their compliance. Traci gulped as she nodded to him. Yes, she had worn just what the invitation stipulated.

At the mention of clothing, Traci found herself growing warm. She hoped a flush was not creeping into visible range up her face, but she doubted her reaction would stay hidden for long. Glancing sideways at Ruth, she saw the blond woman bite at the corner of her mouth. In front of her, Beth’s eyes had grown wide. So they suspected something coming, also, didn’t they?

“As we have finished the first course of food for our meal, I will now ask the ladies to provide the selection for their first course.” Rob paused, causing the tension in the room to leap. Her attention riveted on the host couple, Traci saw Ann clasp her hands together. Traci’s breath caught in her throat.

“Ladies,” Rob nodded genteelly at each female guest, “please remove your blouses.”

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Lisa stood at the foot of the bed her hands on hips, her legs widely spread, she was on display…

“Do you think we can get some more cocks up here? These guys are used up and I want a lot more cock, lots and lots of cock!” Her eyes were glassy and dilated, her nostrils flared, her body was flushed; she was lost in lust.

Mary Ellen sat up shakily and asked, “What exactly do you want honey?”

“I want a hard cock in every hole and I want ’em to rotate until I suck down all their cum!!”

Tim and I looked at each other, thinking that we could be in trouble…

Then a soft tapping was heard from the door, Lisa’s head popped around and a bright smile bloomed on her face. “Must be more cock now!” she said as she marched to the door.

Mary Ellen turned to me saying, “Jesus Jack, do you think it’s the cops?”

Before I could answer Lisa carefully opened the door shielding her naked body and peered out into the hall. “Yes, can I help you,” she asked.

“Really; well shit, come on in…” she said.

The three of us, Mary Ellen, Tim and I, lay on the bed naked, cum stained and flushed as an attractive woman wearing a terry cloth robe carrying a towel came in followed by a big thick man wearing swim trunks and a bright blue t-shirt. The woman was dishwater blond perhaps 5’5″ with big blue eyes in a pretty face said, “Hi ya’all, I’m Connie and this is Bob. Our room is across the courtyard from this one and we saw your friend (gesturing at Lisa) in the window just fuckin’ herself blind and I said to Bob, “Bob honey, let’s go over there and see if she’d like some company.”

“We had to knock on four rooms before we found the right one. That’s why we’re wearing swim clothes ’cause our story was that we were looking for our friends. It worked real good, the two rooms that answered their door were really nice. Sure glad we found ya’all… would you like some company?”

Bob walked over to the bed and said, “Say, aren’t you the software guy at the conference?”

I nodded and he laughed, “Look I’m sorry if we’re butting in but Connie loves to fuck; we’re pretty active in the swinger community in Omaha and it’s been real quiet here so far – then she saw your friend and it was like trying to put out a fire to stop her from finding her way over here.”

Mary Ellen in a fit of boldness slid off the bed stepped up to Bob put out her hand and said, “My name is Mary Ellen and my friend is Lisa and right now I’d say she wants to pull a train… a long train, her fire is really burning.”

Connie said, “Bob honey, show Lisa your dick; go on take your trunks off and show her your dick.”

Bob smile a little smile and dropped his trunks revealing a cock that looked nearly 10 inches long and every bit as thick as mine. He wrapped his big fingers around it giving a few generous strokes before saying, “It don’t get any longer; Connie says that I’m a shower not a grower.”

Lisa pushed Connie out of the way dropping to her knees in front of Bob. She reached up grasping his big cock firmly and sucked the head into her mouth working her tongue feverishly. Bob’s cock stiffened up almost immediately and he began working that big cock in and out of her mouth.

Connie took off her robe showing us a slender toned body; quickly stripping off her bikini we saw that she had small teacup sized breasts with little pink pebble nipples and a smooth shaved pussy with very large reddish brown labial lips – her pussy seemed unusually large on such a slender girl.

“Looks like Lisa is enjoying herself, you boys want to get it on?”

Tim said, “Jack and I are a little tired right now what about you and Mary Ellen taking a turn?”

Mary Ellen took Connie’s hand and walked her to the other queen sized bed where they began exploring one another. Connie seemed fascinated by Mary Ellen’s big breasts as she suckled them, using both hands to hold each breast as she sucked her big pink nipple. Mary Ellen just laid back and enjoyed the attention. I noticed the show was getting me hard again as Tim rolled toward me he reached out taking my cock in hand.

In a soft voice he said, “I’m not quite sure how to say this Jack, but I’d like to suck your dick… no offense, it just seems turgutlu escort like something I’d like to do, would you mind?”

I thought for a minute, “What the hell, I guess there’s a first time for everything.”

Tim shifted his body placing himself alongside me and softly took my now hard cock into his mouth, his tongue bathing my cock-head in hot saliva. It was different but still good. I lay back and enjoyed him fondling my balls and taking more of my cock into his mouth. The room was filled with the sounds and smells of sex, lots and lots of sex. We could hear the loud slurping as Lisa sucked and swallowed as much of Bob’s cock as she could, in the other bed Mary Ellen had thrown her legs wide apart and was holding Connie’s head in her hands as Connie lustily licked and sucked her pussy. I could tell she was close as she softly said, “Fuck, fuck, fuck… eat my pussy you wayward bitch, oh yes…”

As for me I was enjoying a profoundly good suck, Tim was trying to deep throat me, gagging a little as my cock hit the back of his throat. I reached out and found his hard cock and began to stroke it, using his precum to slick up his dick.

Bob suddenly pulled his massive cock out of Lisa’s mouth and tapped my foot, “Hey guys, help me here; let’s give Lisa a good solid three hole fuckin’.”

Tim reluctantly pulled off my cock and looked up, “What do you have in mind?”

Bob guided a glassy eyed Lisa to the bed and said, “Tim, get on your back and shove your cock up Lisa’s asshole, then I’ll take her pussy and Jack can face fuck her; sound good?”

With little effort Bob was able to get Lisa on top of him in the cowboy position, embedding himself in her ass. Bob moved behind her and using spit began working his big tool into her pussy. “Oh Jesus, oh damn it’s so big… shit…” said Lisa as he finally worked the entire ten inches into her. Next I straddled Tim’s face and fed my thick cock into Lisa’s mouth. It took a while but we were able to develop a rhythm where Tim fucked up as Bob pounded into her puss while I stroked in and out of her throat.

It was surreal; I could see Bob grunting with effort as he worked his big cock in and out of her straining pussy accompanied by a wet sloshing sound. Tim was making soft grunts himself as he fucked her wet loose asshole. Lisa seemed lost in sensation – how long this lasted I’m not sure but at least 30 minutes, we were all covered in sweat when Tim began to twist her nipples and grabbed her ass as he buried his cock as deeply as possible, we knew he was cumming. That triggered Bob who slammed his massive tool in to the max, filling her hole with his batch of baby batter.

That set me off and I pulled my cock out of Lisa’s throat and jacked myself blowing cum all over her face and into her hair. After a moment, I moved off the bed and into the nearby chair exhausted. Bob allowed his cock to slide out of her puss and staggered to another chair as Tim rolled Lisa onto the bed by his side. Lisa lay there completely fucked out and exhausted, she fell immediately asleep. I looked at Tim’s dick, it was dark red and then down to my own cock and it was a dark red as well – we were both worn and sore.

Mary Ellen and Connie were sitting side by side on their bed arms around each other, dried girl cum stains on their faces. Suddenly, they began clapping and making “woot, woot” sounds.

“Nice job boys, well done. Lisa wanted to be fucked out and you did her proud,” said Mary Ellen. “Did you save anything for us?”

Tim spoke up saying, “I don’t know about Jack, but I have to have some rest, right now all I could do is collapse.”

Agreeing with Tim, I said, “That’s an amen from me too. Tell you what, while we take a short nap why don’t you girls give Bob some attention, maybe he’ll give Mary Ellen a good fuckin’ with that telephone pole of his!”

I propped my feet up on the chair stool and leaned back falling off to sleep.

***** ***** *****

“Come on Jack honey, wake up, come on baby.” Mary Ellen shook me awake as she spoke into my ear, I struggled to the surface and looked around, Bob and Connie were snuggled together as were Tim and Lisa – we’d been sleeping like puppies.

She turgutreis escort smiled at me, “Come on baby, let’s go take a shower and get the stink off us and then we can wake everybody up and go have some supper, it’s getting late.”

And shower we did, a nice hot shower. We washed each other just like old times, carefully exploring every crack and crevice. The good news was that the rest allowed my cock to recover and it was much less red and agitated, Mary Ellen’s pussy was still puffy and swollen but she allowed that while she didn’t want any sex right now, later tonight was still on her schedule – seemed like a fair idea to me too.

After our shower Mary Ellen treated my dick to a nice coating of skin lotion and then we roused Tim and Lisa as well as Bob and Connie. Everybody headed to their respective rooms to change into dinner clothing and we met in the top floor Steakhouse at 8:00 pm. It is amazing how much food fucked out people can consume particularly when it’s as good as this – great steak! After a couple of bottles of good red wine Bob suggested that he check with a friend or two and see if we could expand the circle, if everybody was willing and we were.

Turned out that Bob and Connie had a small suite with two King sized beds so we all agreed to meet there about 10:00 pm giving us time for a drink and leisurely stroll around the pool area. When we arrived at Connie and Bob’s we found Connie on her back in the middle of the bed with darkly tanned man face down between her legs. When we walked in she raised her head and said as she pointed to the man, “This is Ray; he’s Bob’s partner and one of the best pussy eaters on the planet.”

Bob said, “Let me introduce you to Jim and Kay. They’re both nurses, we met them at the convention in San Diego last year.” After handshakes and hello’s Jim said, “Mary Ellen I hope you don’t mind but I am anxious to get a look at your fabulous tits, Connie told me they were to die for!”

Mary Ellen laughed and I helped her undress, carefully folding her clothes and laying them on the large walnut dresser at the side of the room. Jim was a medium sized man with a compact frame and wide shoulders and hips, Mary Ellen said, “Your turn Jim, get your clothes off!”

Jim and Kay started laughing and stripped together revealing pretty nice bodies. Jim looked to be in his early forties and in good shape, he sported a soft tan and very large balls. His ball sack was easily the size of a large grapefruit holding two large eggs, his cock was perhaps 7 inches long and of normal thickness with a soft pink cock-head beginning to ooze precum. Mary Ellen reached out and took his cock in her hand saying, “Sure looks about perfect for sucking…” as she did so he took one of her large white breasts in his hands leaned in and began to lick her bright red areoles. “Dam Jim, you can do that all night honey,” she said.

Kay stepped up to me and wrapped me up in her arms, softly pressing her full red lips onto mine; she began to probe my mouth with her hot tongue. After a second I responded sucking her tongue and pushing mine into her large mouth. As we kissed my cock hardened in my pants and the bulge pressed into her body. She broke off the kiss leaned closer and whispered in my ear, “Connie says you have a big thick cock, I love thick cocks… just not as big as that tree limb of Bob’s… that damn thing nearly put me out of action last year, let me see your cock sweetie.”

I quickly put my clothes on the dresser next to Mary Ellen’s as Jim moved to her other breast, leaving her nipple wet and jutting into the night air. As he did they sank onto one of the beds. Kay said, “Let’s join your girl and Jim on the bed.” Being a King size bed there was plenty of room, before we lay down on the bed I stepped back from Kay and took a long look. She stood nearly 5’8″ with long black hair, a dark complexioned girl with long lean legs and a smoothly shaved pussy. Her pussy presented as a long slit with a small hood protecting her clit at the very top, her belly was flat as a board with tits the size of large coffee cups adorned with medium brown aureola, plentiful milk nibs topped off with pencil eraser sized nipples. She reminded ünye escort me of one of the surfer girls on the beach near my home, long and lean and ready.

As I scooted up on the bed, I looked over and saw Mary Ellen stroking Jim’s dick with one hand and rubbing his back with the other as he continued to nurse on her large white breast. About the same time Tim waved at me and mouthed “Viagra?” holding a small grey pill in one hand. I nodded and he came over and handed me the pill… “after today, we’ll need it.” He said. I chewed it and swallowed, a bit bitter but it came with the promise of youthful erections that last a long, long time.

Kay straddled me and asked, “You really need that?”

“Baby, it’s been a long day and you deserve the best,” I said.

She laughed and turned around placing her damp pussy directly over my face and sucked my cock into her mouth. She was a gifted cocksucker; laving, licking and sucking my cock from top to bottom before sliding it all the way into her throat. She knew the technique of swallowing as my cock-head invaded her throat which allowed it slide down easily without choking.

She was a talented lover and extremely flexible resulting in a dynamic thirty minute sex session. When we finished we snuggled together and watched Jim plunder Mary Ellen’s rectum, I was fascinated by the way her rectal tissue clung to his cock when he pulled back it reminded me of an inverse volcano. In a fairly short time he bottomed out and blasted her bowel with his sperm cocktail. She fell forward exhausted; her skin flushed a mottled pink. Her eyes found mine and she smiled a tired little girl smile. Bob’s partner Ray came over and began to rub Kay’s tight bottom and I moved from the bed to a large recliner in the corner. When I did so Mary Ellen got wearily to her feet and staggered over to me settling onto my lap. Her large soft butt felt great as she rolled into my arms.

The hotel room stank of cum and sex fluids, the air was musty and thick caressing our bodies as we watched a room full of naked people plunge, taste and tangle into one another. Mary Ellen looked into my face as she quietly said, “I am completely fucked out. In fact, I may never fuck again.

We quietly moved to our clothing and dressed, slipping out and returning to my room. After a quick shower we dropped into bed and slept solidly until the alarm roused us at 8:00 am. I had two presentations and then the closing luncheon, after which it was back to California. Mary Ellen went to her room to get ready for the day and I wandered down to the breakfast buffet finding a great appetite for all things breakfast. The presentations went smoothly and a quick call to our office in San Francisco told me that sales were brisk; it had been a very profitable trip in many ways.

Mary Ellen and I were quiet with one another until my cab came to take me to the airport, then she said, “I am really going to miss you…”

I kissed her and said, “My house near the beach has plenty of room, anytime.”

She smiled a small sad smile and said, “We’ll see.”

**********************

Back home in my 1926 beach house in the hills overlooking Capitola Beach I am again at peace with myself and our business. All together we sold nearly a million dollars of software and another couple hundred thousand dollars of installation and service agreements with the prospect of nearly double that over the next year as budgets and presented and approved. It had been a very successful trip to Phoenix.

It was nearly 10 am as I shuffled around my kitchen making fresh coffee and warming a few pastries left over from yesterday’s trip to my favorite pastry shop on the boardwalk. I was just filling my thermal mug and thinking about buttering a warm pastry when my doorbell rang softly in the background.

Standing on my covered porch was a pretty redheaded girl, a little thick with lovely large white marbled breasts inside a nice grey travel suit… “Were you serious about plenty of room in this dump?”

“Kiss my ass girl; 1-this is a classic 20’s beach house in pristine condition, 2-there’s fresh coffee in the kitchen with warm rolls waiting on butter and 3-get you sweet ass in here!”

“Nice way to talk to a girl whose come a long way, are you going to get my bag?”

“Fuck no; get your own bag, you’re a big girl and as I said, get you sweet ass in here!”

She laughed me and flashed a big smile as she hoisted her suitcase and came into my life. Things were looking up for California and me!

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When Cindy and Tom moved into their new neighborhood north of Pittsburgh, their next door neighbors were very friendly and helpful. Before they moved in the neighbors came over and introduced themselves. They explained a few details about the house, and even helped install some shelves.

Moving day was a Wednesday so the neighbors, Lindsay and Rich, were at work and didn’t show up until dinner time. When no dinner was planned, they got take-out from one of their favorite neighborhood places for four and spent a relaxing, friendly evening getting to know each other better. An invitation was also made for Cindy and Tom to come over Friday night for a real meal.

Tom felt so happy and lucky to have these people as neighbors and new friends. Rich was a nice guy and pretty handy with tools, knowledgeable and willing to help out with anything. And his wife Lindsay – Wow! She was a knockout. Tall, thin, shapely, with breasts that were larger than average, she looked like a model, except models were too skinny. Lindsay was all woman. Tom had never cheated on his wife, not in all of their eight years of marriage, and he had no intention of doing it now. Not with Lindsay, not with anyone. But he certainly liked to look, and even fantasized about her while he made love to Cindy. But that was as far as it would ever go.

Not that his wife was just a consolation prize. Cindy had the same blonde hair as Lindsay, but where Lindsay’s was shoulder length, Cindy’s was shorter. Cindy was also shorter, but she too was thin with a great shape, and possessed larger breasts than Lindsay did. Either woman would turn the heads of most men.

The Friday evening dinner went very well. Both couples were around 30 years of age with office jobs and many of the same interests. It seemed to be a great friendship in the making. They also all liked wine, and had gone through quite a bit by the time they took another bottle out on the deck to enjoy the mild evening.

Rich went over to their hot tub. “It’s too bad you guys don’t have one of these. It is wonderful to relax in. Soothes my muscles.”

“Do you use it a lot?” asked Cindy.

“Oh, yes,” he answered. “Most any evening that we’re home you can find us out here.”

“Yes,” his wife agreed. “But be careful if you come looking for us here. It often isn’t exactly G-rated when we’re out here.”

Everyone laughed at that. It wasn’t the first sexual reference of the evening.

“Oh, Lindsay,” Rich said, “they can come looking for us here any time. Maybe they’d even want to join in.”

“Well, we are joiners!” laughed Cindy. She was referring more to joining groups and causes than to joining another couple in a hot tub, but everyone laughed at the double meaning. Funny that Cindy was the one to say that, as she was the most timid of the group. She poured herself another glass of wine. Maybe that was why her mind was a bit naughty tonight.

Rich was quick to pick up on the idea. “We should have offered this earlier. You guys would love it after the week you’ve had, lifting and moving everything.”

“We do certainly have sore muscles. Even where there are no muscles!” said Cindy.

“Well, come on. It’s still early. You’d enjoy it,” Rich said. As he said this he flipped the cover off the tub.

“Probably not,” Tom said. He thought Cindy was getting herself into trouble. It sounded to him that the invitation might be for more than just a soak. “Maybe another time.”

“What better time than after the week you had?” asked Rich.

“I think that’s a great idea,” agreed Lindsay. “We can talk and drink and really relax.”

“No, we don’t have our swim suits unpacked yet.” Tom was still trying to beg off.

“Well, you know, we don’t really wear anything ourselves,” smiled Lindsay wickedly.

Tom was struck suddenly by what his mind was thinking. Why had he been reluctant? How he would love to see Lindsay strip down, but Cindy wouldn’t go for that at all.

To his surprise, Cindy laughed and sounded like she was considering it. “You mean all of us in there without clothes?”

“Sure,” Lindsay answered. “We are adults.”

“But I never did that before.”

“It’s okay. We won’t look.”

As Lindsay said this, she started unbuttoning her blouse. Tom felt a twitch in his pants as Lindsay removed her blouse and stood there in a lacy white bra that accentuated the shape of her tits. She paused to see if anyone was going to join her.

As Tom stood staring at Lindsay’s breasts, Rich pulled down his zipper. This got Cindy’s attention. She felt herself hoping that he wasn’t just teasing but would really take off his pants. She felt strange, as she seldom had thoughts like that about yenibosna escort men other than her husband. Especially when it could actually happen. Wait, she thought, had there ever been another time when it could have actually happened? Certainly not since their marriage.

To Cindy’s delight, Rich undid his belt and unfastened his pants. Her mouth was actually open, breathing through her mouth in anticipation of seeing Rich without his pants. Goodness knows he was an attractive man. At about six feet tall, he was slightly taller than her own husband. They were both well-muscled. Not overly so, but nice chests and flat abdomens. Neither showed more than a little concession to nature and their 30 years. No, her husband was just as manly as Rich was, but she was still interested in this new guy.

“And his penis,” Cindy thought to herself. Immediately she was in shock at her thoughts. That was so unlike her. But she couldn’t contemplate her personality change as she was concentrating on him losing his pants.

No one had objected yet, so Rich opened his pants, letting them drop to the deck then slowly stepping out of them. His boxers had a bulge in them caused by the blood just beginning to swell his dick.

Rich and Lindsay now stopped and looked expectantly at Tom and Cindy. Had they been too forward? Had they thought their new neighbors were more willing than they actually were?

Tom had the same thoughts as he turned his attention to Cindy. He never expected anything like this, and he expected it even less from his wife. Yet the evening had gradually and naturally led to this point, and Cindy had been as responsible as any of them for the electricity in the air. Until the neighbors started stripping, that is.

Cindy felt all eyes looking at her and realized the next move was up to her. For some reason she didn’t feel that she had a decision to make. She just felt like it was her turn, so her hands went to the buttons on her blouse and undid them, one by one. Tom’s dick began to harden as he saw his wife pull the material off her shoulders and let it drop. Yes, she was sexy, and her soft blue bra was cut low showing a lot of cleavage as well as her protruding nipples. But his excitement came from the situation more than her. They were stripping here, in front of this other couple. They might soon even be naked.

Tom was shocked back to reality when he realized they had all removed clothing except him. Oh, God, this was really going to happen! He rapidly attacked his pants and let them fall to the deck floor. He noticed the smiles in his direction, and wondered if it was because his dick was half erect or because he had seemed so anxious to get rid of his pants.

It didn’t matter, as Lindsay reached behind her and unfastened her bra, shrugging her shoulders to let the straps come off, and caught the bra in front of her just before her tits would have been revealed. Slowly she lowered her hand, letting her tits come into view. This lady knew how to strip!

Tom and Cindy both admired her full breasts as they hung nicely on her chest, and the hard, pointed nipples sitting a field of dark brown skin. Very sexy. When they noticed that Rich had removed his shirt they both realized they needed to join in the fun. Tom slid his shirt off while Cindy removed her slacks. She had worn actual panties. While not very big, at least they covered more than her thong would have.

Rich and Lindsay seemed pleased that Cindy had gone for the pants, and Lindsay removed hers. She did have a thong, and standing there wearing only them, nearly nude, made Tom’s dick reach full erection. He didn’t even notice his wife take off her bra. But he kept watching Lindsay as she removed her thong, revealing a shaved pussy, only a tiny patch of hair marking the spot. He couldn’t stare as she stepped into the hot tub and sank into the water.

Rich had also stripped, Tom and Cindy getting a short glimpse of his erection as he too slid into the tub. Cindy got enough of a look to know that Rich was at least as big as her husband, and she felt herself getting a little wet between her legs. She saw a naked Tom also get into the tub, and suddenly felt like the only naked one there. In truth she was the only one still wearing clothes, even if it was only her panties, but she was standing on the deck on display, while the other three were safely in the water.

Cindy made a quick lunge for the tub when Lindsay stopped her with her words. “You forgot your panties.”

“You said you wouldn’t look,” Cindy reminded her.

“But you have such a beautiful body,” Lindsay stated.

Cindy was excited to hear her pretty neighbor compliment yıldırım escort her, and paradoxically stripped off her panties so she could cover herself up in the tub. She gave the best show so far as she got in the tub, the other three sitting low in the tub watching Cindy as she spread her legs getting into the tub. Her pussy wasn’t shaved, but her blonde pubic hair was sparse enough to allow a good view of her lower lips.

Cindy was more nervous now, in the hot tub with three other naked people, than when she was on the deck stripping. When Rich handed her another glass of wine, she drank it all. Tom was nervous as well, but relaxed in the warm water and let his mind drift to the naked tits beside him. He wondered if this was going to escalate. He was a happy man even if it stopped now.

But that wasn’t to be. As the conversation started up again, Tom felt Lindsay’s naked hip slide up against his. The tub was just big enough to accommodate four people, without touching, but Lindsay had shifted over to get skin to skin contact. This excited him so much that he didn’t notice Rich shifting over closer to Cindy.

Cindy’s nerve endings tingled as she felt Rich’s bare skin touch hers. She said nothing, enjoying the thrill of it, and shocking herself when she enjoyed even more the touch of his hand on her leg. Cindy didn’t understand this new feeling of hers. Her pussy tingled as his fingertips stroked back and forth on her leg. She liked Tom touching her, but this was not Tom’s fingers. She never really thought she would allow another man to get so familiar with her. She was more surprised when she realized that she was aching to have him go further!

When Rich reached up behind CIndy to put the wine bottle down, he left his arm there and let it gently touch her shoulder. Then it slid a bit further so that his hand actually held her shoulder in his palm. He was nearly snuggling up against her, and Tom had a thought that he should say something about taking such liberties with his wife. Tom didn’t even know that Rich’s other hand was stroking the inside of Cindy’s thigh.

But that thought was driven out of Tom’s mind when he felt Lindsay’s hand slide into his lap. If he didn’t have a hard-on her hand may have felt his dick, it was so high up on his leg. Her fingers stroked the inside of his thigh and actually brushed against his ball sack, sending a chill through his entire body. Her finger pushed his ball sack, bouncing his ball around, playing with it. Tom was wondering why he deserved such great treatment as Lindsay turned her body toward him, laid her hand and head on his shoulder, and smiled sexily as she looked into his eyes.

Cindy noticed none of what was happening to her husband. Her nerve endings were firing so much she couldn’t think. Rich’s hand held her shoulder and pulled her in close, his eyes looking deeply into hers. His other hand was still on her leg, now reaching the top of her leg where it joined her body. She could feel his fingers drift through her pubic hair as they moved over, starting to move down toward her slit. Her mind told her to make him stop, but it also said to hurry and find her slit. Then that’s all she could think of. Hurry, move those fingers lower, faster, she thought. Yes! His fingers found the top of her slit and she moaned as chills ran sharply from her pussy radiating all through her body. As his fingers ran lightly down her pussy lips her body involuntarily pushed her hips forward, wanting him to go deeper.

Tom heard his wife moan but didn’t wonder why. His mind was overwhelmed. As Lindsay’s fingers played lightly with his balls, his hand had found her thigh. As it did, her legs spread wider to allow his hand more access, and he took advantage. His hand ran up the inside of her leg and stopped only when he had her pussy in his hand. He squeezed it, then let his fingers work their way between her lips. She leaned in close to him as his hand explored her pussy.

Rich’s fingers also were busy, as he found Cindy’s hole and sunk a finger in. She couldn’t help but moan out loud, letting out a moan each time his finger wiggled inside her.

Tom, hearing his wife’s moans. was about to turn toward her to see what was making her so happy when Lindsay’s hand reached down between her legs. Holding his hand firmly onto her pussy, she stood up and sat herself down on the edge of the tub, now completely out of the water except for her lower legs. As his hand was firmly held in her pussy, Tom had raised up and was now face to face with Lindsay’s cunt. He finally looked over at his wife. She was looking at him as well, but her eyes were glazed. He recognized that look that she got when she was very excited. He didn’t even wonder what she was doing. He only noted that she didn’t object to his having a hand in Lindsay’s pussy, or having his face so close to it. So he leaned in towards Lindsay and placed his lips around her cunt, causing a loud moan out of her.

Cindy watched but didn’t react. Her eyes were glazed, her mouth open trying to breathe, her eyes getting wide each time Rich’s fingers pushed against her pussy walls. He pulled his finger out of her cunt, placed his hands on her hips, and lifted her out of the water to sit on the edge like Lindsay. Cindy didn’t object. She didn’t care. She just wanted Rich to return to her cunt, which he did. He licked up her lips, and pushed his tongue between them, licking up and down her slit even deeper. When his tongue found her hole and pushed into it, she had to grip the side of the tub with her hands to keep from falling over. She groaned out at the intrusion and bucked her hips against his face.

Tom’s licking continued and he stuck two fingers into her hole. Reaching in as far as he could caused Lindsay to gasp out loud. When his mouth found her clit and began licking it, she began yelling for him to keep it up. “Yes, yes, that’s so good!”

Lindsay’s excitement worked on Cindy as well. As if Rich wasn’t doing enough. His tongue was driving into her, and his fingers had found her clit. He wiggled it, then pushed it hard, and Cindy came in a crashing orgasm, yelling out with her pleasure.

Lindsay wasn’t far behind as Tom’s fingers were fucking her hard and fast. He sucked on her clit as she came within a minute of Cindy’s.

Both girls fell back onto the deck, exhausted. The guys pulled themselves up beside them and helped them come down from their orgasmic highs. They kissed them, and their breasts, and stroked their heads and pussies, and their breasts. Their breasts. Neither of the guys had made much use of their breasts.

Lindsay’s hand reached out and gripped Tom’s dick as she lay there. He had not lost his erection, but the feel of her hand caused it to throb. She sat up and slid back into the water, never letting go of his dick. She traced her fingers up and down the shaft, rubbing her finger around the head, examining it carefully.

Cindy had watched all of this, again surprised by her reaction. But how could she be surprised at anything after what had already happened? She didn’t think of what Lindsay was doing to her husband, she thought this was her chance to get hold of Rich’s dick. She followed Lindsay’s lead and slid back into the water, then grabbed hold of the big rod sticking up from Rich’s groin. She grabbed it with both hands, her emotions out of control. She loved the feel of his cock in her hands. It wasn’t much bigger than her husband’s, but somehow it was different. Maybe just because it wasn’t her husband’s. In any case it felt great. She could feel the veins in his shaft and the blood pumping through it. She pumped it hard, watching the head strain under her grip.

Tom’s dick was now in Lindsay’s mouth. Her tongue pushed into his slit and swirled around the head. She lowered her head onto his shaft, fitting most of it in her mouth. She sucked hard, swirling her tongue, and squeezed the base hard. He could not help himself. He was so over-stimulated that he was surprised he had lasted this long, and his cum shot out of his cock into Lindsay’s mouth. She swallowed quickly, pulling most of his cock out to give herself some room, but leaving the spurting head inside.

Cindy placed her mouth on Rich’s cock as well. She placed her teeth just behind the sensitive head and bit down lightly, moving her teeth around it, sending shock-waves through his cock. She pumped vigorously on the shaft, keeping his head in her mouth. Since Lindsay was done with Tom, she reached over and grabbed Rich’s balls. She squeezed them and rolled them through her fingers while Cindy continued to pump his cock and blow him. His cock swelled as his cum started up his shaft. Cindy moved her mouth off his cock just before his cum shot out. His first spurt shot into the hot tub, the second one onto Cindy, and the rest fell onto the deck and himself. Lindsay leaned over and licked the cum off her husband’s cock while Cindy caught her breath and wondered what the hell had happened.

The party broke up with little talking, Tom and Cindy grabbing their clothes and going back home only partially dressed. As soon as they got into their house they grabbed each other in a passionate kiss and ripped their clothes off. They did manage to get to their bedroom before they began slamming into each other, both having screaming orgasms in a matter of minutes.

Rich and Lindsay wondered if they had scared off their new neighbors. They both hoped not. They seemed like a perfect fit. As they heard the sounds of screaming orgasms float through their open window, they knew that their new neighbors had discovered something that they liked.

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Moments before Will had summarily scooted Sarah’s quivering frame off the bed and back to the floor, right as he was on the verge of untapping the most powerful dose of sexual adrenaline the married woman had ever known, Renee had reached over and touched Patricia on the arm. The two friends shared a brief but enlightening stare as the sounds of Sarah’s debilitating orgasm shattered the silence in the room.

Somewhere deeply hidden behind the veil of Patricia’s glassy eyes, Renee began to sense what was happening between her Boss and Will.

Watching with everyone else in the room as Will shooed Sarah away from the bed, and the way the spent woman wobbled across the floor on her jellified legs, Renee couldn’t help but feel the chilling heat of intense arousal and over-riding guilt that bled from Patricia’s pores.

“She brought him up here… to hook up with Tamara… maybe… and this… just got out of control,” Renee privately waded through her confusion, grasping for some straw of clarity as her own inner coals crackled with warmth.

Even though Renee’s mind continued its attempt to fully grasp the gravity of what Patricia had initiated, something primal inside of her clicked the instant Patricia began to stand up so she could approach the bed and allow Will to collect on his successful bet.

“NO,” Renee blurted out, closing her fingers around Patricia’s upper arm, preventing the taller woman from standing up.

Watching the strange interplay unfold between the two still clothed women, Will lazily brushed the sweat off his brow with his left forearm at the same time he crudely massaged his still bulging girth with his right hand, patiently waiting for Patricia to undress and approach the bed.

Will’s eyes narrowed when he saw Patricia drift back into her seat, in concession to whatever Renee had suggested. An instant later however, Will’s eyes shot open when the voluptuous blonde stepped away from her friend and eased closer to the foot of the bed. His hawkish gaze intensified even further when he saw Renee slip her fingers around the snap of her tight black, formfitting slacks.

Rolling his eyes with a mixture of frustration and delight, Will’s cock pulsed fiercely in his hand as Renee inched the waistband of her pants down over her well proportioned hips. As bad as he wanted to fuck the exquisitely built blonde that was in the process of disrobing in the center of the room, Will cautiously waited for Renee to take the lead, knowing his reservoir of sexual willpower had sorely been tested already by Tamara and Sarah.

“Got to take this one slow,” he privately surmised before casting a quick peek at his original target, Patricia, who was once again squirming in her seat as she looked on.

“Screw the bet with that Wench,” a cool voice chided inside of Will’s head. “She’s played hard to get for the last two years… this one taking her clothes off right now… and she looks like she knows how to make a man real happy. “

Still, Will couldn’t bring himself to giving up on a bet when it came to his sexual prowess so easily.

“You’re gonna make Renee cum just like you made the other two… and then you’re really gonna enjoy it when Patricia has to finally get her ass off that seat and up here on the bed to let me empty my balls inside that gilded cunt of hers… right in front of all her fucking friends. “

Wrapping his grip tighter around his thick, protruding shaft, Will calmly jerked himself off as he watched Renee peel away layer after layer of her clothing.

Squirming in her seat from a combination of lust and embarrassment, Patricia felt the fire that had been stoked inside her womb begin to spread to the rest of her body when she saw her co-worker’s pale white legs come into view.

“It’s like watching dominos fall,” Patricia thought to herself as she first gazed at Tamara’s still naked body on the bed, then over to Sarah and the way her spastic older friend sat in the hotel chair with her skirt still hiked up to her thighs. Patricia’s icy stare finally settled on Renee as she demurely stepped out of her slacks.

“She’s next… and then… and then… then me,” Patricia distantly mouthed.

At the same time Patricia was fidgeting uneasily in her seat, Will’s eyes were magically brightening as he shifted forward to get a better look at Renee.

“She’s really gonna do this,” he said to himself as he continued to prime the throbbing beast between his legs.

Darting his eyes around the room to measure each of the three other women’s reaction to their blonde friend hypnotic striptease, Will’s manhood expanded even further when he saw the way they couldn’t peel their eyes away from Renee’s slowly unraveling nudity either.

Watching Renee carefully step out of her pants, and in the process move ever closer to the bed, Will leaned forward and inhaled, sure that he could smell the lovely scent wafting free from her steaming fissure.

Reclining backwards after inhaling a hearty dose of Renee’s tarsus escort musky fragrance, Will tenderly fingered his cock as the blonde at the foot of the bed lifted her shirt up over her head.

“Nice,” he sighed admiringly as he watched Renee’s abundant bosom spill free, restrained only by a pair lacy, peach colored bra cups.

Down to only her bra and panties, Renee hesitated for just a moment, knowing the next step she took forward, she’d have a hard time backing away from.

Fighting the constant urge to dip her fingers down to ward off the nagging itch buzzing inside her quim, Renee bit her lower lip as she gazed toward Will and the way he openly fondled himself watching her undress.

Steeling herself to maintain eye contact with the man that had already sexually bulldozed two of her co-workers, Renee confidentially stared down at Will as she reached behind her back for the four snaps of her sheer, support bra.

A guttural ,”ummmmm”, vibrated through the room as everyone gathered saw Renee’s unsheathed breasts come into full view.

Renee felt her cheeks redden the moment her titties spilled free, not only from the heat of Will’s penetrating gaze, but from the nearly inaudible gasps of admiration from the three assembled females surrounding her.

Allowing her bra to flutter to the floor, Renee took one last exhaustive deep breath before guiding her thumbs into the elastic band of her matching, peach colored panties.

Just before she was about to slip the last vestige of her clothing down to her feet, Will briskly jerked up from the mattress and extended his hands towards her as if to say, “stop for a second”.

“Let me,” Will calmly whispered.

Having resigned herself to undressing there in the room, right in front of Will and her three friends, a stunned and disjointed expression washed across Renee’s face as the naked man sprang towards her.

“Wha… ,” Renee stammered before feeling Will’s powerful hands close around hers, all four of their palms now tightly bracketing the lacy material covering her well rounded hips.

“I want to take those off,” Will mumbled before nuzzling his lips against Renee’s bare stomach.

“UUHH,” Renee hiccupped when she felt Will’s grip intensify over hers as they jointly began to ease her panties down her legs.

The hair on the back of Will’s neck stood straight up when he finally got his first unfettered look at the beautiful beast that had been concealed behind the moist fabric of Renee’s underwear.

“Damn what a body,” He sighed before twisting his head to the side and planting a deep, soulful kiss directly on top of the swooning woman’s swollen vagina.

“MMM… MMM… AAHHH,” Renee shuddered when she felt Will’s mouth collide with her glistening slit.

“MY GOD,” she whimpered, digging her fingers into Will’s closely cropped hair for support as her knees began to tremble against the bottom edge of the mattress.

Rolling his tongue in and out of Renee’s cunt until his tastebuds had been satiated with her unique essence, Will slowly pulled his face away from her crotch and tightened his grip around her thick waist.

In one cat quick motion, Will rocked backwards, pulling Renee onto the bed until her naked body was resting on top of his.

* * * * *

Internally frazzled from the libidinal roller coaster she had been on for the better part of the evening, Patricia simmered in her seat as Renee’s body collapsed down on top of Will’s.

“Here we go again,” She found herself muttering, feeling strongly out of place now that she was the only fully clothed person in the room.

“You still have to fuck him,” a voice deep within her smoldering psyche reminded.

“Not if he doesn’t have anything left after Renee finishes with him,” Patricia thought, crackling a faint smile of confidence as she watched Renee’s meaty legs straddle Will’s midsection.

Overwhelmed by the surreality of what was transpiring, Patricia worked her hands back down between her legs as Renee and Will began to kiss, fondle and explore each other’s body on the bed. It soon dawned on Patricia as well that the couple’s lovemaking would be slower, more tedious and sensuous than the carnal rampage Will had unleashed on Tamara and Sarah earlier in the evening. Whether it was Will’s need to take a breather and regain his sexual footing or simply a desire to savor the moment with Renee and patiently partake of her ample sexual presence, Patricia couldn’t help but shiver as she watched their bodies intertwine.

* * * * *

Working her torso up until her crotch was straddled across Will’s broad chest, Renee anxiously leaned down and kissed him fervently with her mouth at the same time her pussy breathed warmly against his pecs.

Snaking their tongues rapidly in and out of each other’s mouth, Renee and Will’s frame’s seemed to gracefully meld together until they appeared to become one thrashing entity.

Reaching his tatvan escort arms around Renee kneeling mass, Will worked his fingers into the fleshy hearth of her asscheeks as they continued to French kiss.

In the meantime, Tamara, Sarah and Patricia had each seemingly become paralysed by the sight of Will’s rigid manhood bobbing rhythmically through the air as their blonde co-worker mashed her weight down on top of him.

Working his fingers into Renee’s greasy quim, Will rolled his fingers through her damp and tingling folds until she was forced to remove her mouth from his to breathe.

Immediately closing his lips around Renee’s left tit as soon as she gasp for air, Will sucked, licked and prodded each breasts as she roughly dug her fingernails into his scalp.

“DAAMMNN,” Renee moaned rutting her hips awkwardly as she tried to stimulate her exposed clitoris against Will’s rippled abdominal muscles.

Unhinging his supporting grip from Renee’s rear, Will guided his hands up to her soft belly and pressed forward, causing a chilling sigh to vibrate from her lips as her spine folded backwards. Renee was helpless as gravity took over, until her shoulder blades came to rest on top of Will’s outstretched calves.

A nuclear flash then ignited behind Renee’s clenched eyelids when Will’s tongue penetrated her raised pussy.

“UUMMMMM,” she grunted out loud, squirming on top of Will’s legs as she clumsily tried to reach for his twitching manhood.

Once Renee was finally able to corral Will’s girth snugly between her fingers, she frantically pumped it up and down as he dutifully lapped at the glossy sheen of her vaginal stew.

“I can’t handle her doing that for long without bustin’ my nut,” Will thought to himself, desperate not to waste his hard earned initial orgasm all over Renee’s hand. “If I’m gonna cum… its gonna be inside of her… I could eat this pussy all night but I can’t keep all this jizz boiling inside my balls much longer… I’ve got to fuck her right now!”

A brief but definite groan of disappointment burped from Renee’s mouth when she felt Will’s soft lips pull free from her smoldering snatch. An instant later, the warmth of his large penis was torn from her hand as well, when Will scooted his body up into a seated position.

With the lust crazed hunk now assuming a dominant pose above her, Renee reclined all the way back on the mattress and instinctually spread her thighs apart, knowing from the look in Will’s dark eyes, and from the way his cock lurched like a rabid animal above her vagina, what he was about to do next.

Once Will had slipped the messy and glistening head of his cock into Renee buzzing womb and their two bodies were officially joined, a strange dynamic began to take place. Slowly descending his manhood into Renee’s well lubricated sheath, Will seemed to take special care in savoring every subtle movement and contortion Renee’s body made underneath his. When he finally felt as if his penis was securly driven to the hilt inside her vagina, the two gracefully began to fuck each other back and forth as if they had become engrossed in a game of sexual chess, each trying to thrust and prod the other, searching out areas of greatest pleasure and vulnerability.

Towering above Renee’s prone frame, Will would expertly corkscrew his hips before pistoning downward until he saw the swooning woman’s head sway deliriously to the side each time his buried cock hit home.

Conversly, each time Renee felt as if Will was pushing her perilously close to release, she would tighten the grip of her legs around his back and thrust her own pelvis upwards, making it feel to Will as if his probing phallus was sliding in and out of a unflinching velvet glove.

“UUHHH… AAAHH,” the two moaned over and over into each other’s ear, causing Tamara to nimbly hop off the side of the bed where she had been watching.

Darting off the bed so Will and Renee could have the entire space to themselves, Tamara nakedly took a seat beside Patricia and joined her boss in looking on.

The bed all to themselves now, Will and Renee were able to spread out as they continued to explore each other’s ripe sexuality. Driving his pelvic bone like a graceful jackhammer repeatedly down on top of Renee’s boiling quim, it felt just like spearing his virile manhood into a bowl of radiant honey each time he see-sawed it in and out of her puffy vaginal grip.

Never breaking eye contact the whole time they were joined, they could see in each other’s silent cues of pleasure that each was quickly sliding down the slope of impending sexual bliss.

It was a fact not lost on the three onlookers either as the sound of the bed creaking painfully underneath Renee and Will mingled in a primal chorus with the fleshy percussion of their genitals crashing together until everyone watching seemed on the verge of stunned disbelief.

“Holy Shit,” Tamara exhaustedly exclaimed, summing up the feelings of the other tavşanlı escort two women watching in the room as she lazily rubbed her fingers through her just fucked pussy.

* * * * *

“Goddamn… UMMM… SHIT… I’m about to cum,” Will groaned to himself, knowing whether he tried to fuck Renee soft and slow or fast and hard, that holding back his rapidly building orgasm would soon be fruitless.

As fate would have it however, the exact same thoughts were rippling through Renee’s synapses as well. Having made the silent but implicit promise to Patricia to do what Tamara and Sarah couldn’t, Renee fought with everything she had to keep from cumming under Will’s blinding and persistent assault.

Less than four feet from the intertwined pair on the bed, Patricia suddenly found her hand rapidly moving up and down between her pressing thighs, just like Sarah to her left and Tamara to her right as they aimlessly masturbating their already satiated genitals watching Will and Sarah burn like two sizzling fuses against each other.

Every muscle inside the couple’s sweaty bodies seemed to be working in mechanical unison as the three assembled women became increasingly mesmerized by the beautiful and violent display.

“Oh God… I can’t cum… right here… like this… fingering myself with my clothes still on,” Patricia found herself thinking as she felt the initial twinges of her release building.

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Pressing his knees to the inside of Renee’s, Will essentially forced her thighs all the way apart as he rapidly plowed downward, giving him free and unfettered access to the untouched reaches of the howling woman’s syrupy depths.

“She can’t take much more of this,” Will confidently surmised even though the lust boiling inside his own balls was on the verge of a catastrophic eruption as well.

Just when he thought he had Renee submissively under his pounding will, she lurched her crotch upwards and dug her heels, like two fleshy cattle prods into his side.

“Yeah… Yeah… Yeah… fuck me come on… fuck me you Sonofabitch,” Renee snarled, sounding as if Tamara’s salty tongue had found its way into her mouth.

Sensing Will’s temporary moment of weakness, Renee cinched her flared vaginal muscles around his embedded cock. Grunting as she strained every muscle in her legs, arms, chest and stomach, Renee somehow lifted her back from the bed until she had raised herself up into a seated position, staring face to face with her briefly incapacitated lover.

Cringing from the ungodly torque created by her sudden shift in position, Will shuddered as he knelt there, praying his cock wouldn’t snap like a limb from Renee’s vaginal friction and pressure.

“AAHHH,” Will moaned helplessly as Renee grabbed both his shoulders and pushed forward, causing the much bigger man to tumble backwards until he was flat on the bed with her body securly resting on top of his.

“UURGGHH… UUUHHHHHAAAHHHH,” Will grunted loudly as his cock bent backwards at an ungodly angle.

Feeling the head of Will’s penis stab into depths previously untouched inside of her, Renee carefully twisted her pelvis up and down, grinding her crotch against the blunt, penetrating slab of flesh until she felt completely and inexorably filled as a woman.

“GGAAWWDDD,” Renee and Will gasped out loud as the rhythmic pace of their fuck motions re-intensified.

Her toes beginning to tingle noticeably as she watched Renee’s ass churn up and down on top of Will’s beefy manhood, Patricia blindly kicked off her tight leather ankle boots before scooting forward in her seat.

“Just what are you getting ready to do?” a distant but concerned voice inside of her head questioned.

“Putting an end to this,” Patricia found herself answering out loud as she crawled closer to the foot of the bed.

Tamara and Sarah’s eyes widened in shock as they watched their boss press her hands against the bottom edge of the mattress and pull herself up onto the bed between Will’s feet.

The creamy white, heart shaped presence of Renee’s grinding hips churned on and on as Patricia crawled up the length of the bed, her slitted eyes locked completely on Will’s huge nutsack as it strained under the force of Renee’s downward thrusts.

Everyone in the room could sense from the way each of them thrashed uncontrollably, that either Will or Renee could cum at any moment. As the pace of their coital display intensified to unfathomable levels, Tamara and Sarah sat in stunned disbelief watching Patricia’s face slowly disappear between the two lover’s colliding genitals.

* * * * *

“I’ve got her… I’ve almost got her,” Will sighed proudly to himself, several moments after adjusting to the new position Renee had shifted their lovemaking into.

“Alright… that was about all she could do… if she wants to be on top with me here flat on my back… FINE… my cock still buried all the way up inside of her… and her pussy is quivering like its being electrocuted every time she grinds down on top of me,” Will noted as he looked up at the voluptuous blonde straddling his lap and the way her breasts and eye lids bounced recklessly each time his embedded phallus rammed unapologetically into her clenching inner depths.

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Moments before Will had summarily scooted Sarah’s quivering frame off the bed and back to the floor, right as he was on the verge of untapping the most powerful dose of sexual adrenaline the married woman had ever known, Renee had reached over and touched Patricia on the arm. The two friends shared a brief but enlightening stare as the sounds of Sarah’s debilitating orgasm shattered the silence in the room.

Somewhere deeply hidden behind the veil of Patricia’s glassy eyes, Renee began to sense what was happening between her Boss and Will.

Watching with everyone else in the room as Will shooed Sarah away from the bed, and the way the spent woman wobbled across the floor on her jellified legs, Renee couldn’t help but feel the chilling heat of intense arousal and over-riding guilt that bled from Patricia’s pores.

“She brought him up here… to hook up with Tamara… maybe… and this… just got out of control,” Renee privately waded through her confusion, grasping for some straw of clarity as her own inner coals crackled with warmth.

Even though Renee’s mind continued its attempt to fully grasp the gravity of what Patricia had initiated, something primal inside of her clicked the instant Patricia began to stand up so she could approach the bed and allow Will to collect on his successful bet.

“NO,” Renee blurted out, closing her fingers around Patricia’s upper arm, preventing the taller woman from standing up.

Watching the strange interplay unfold between the two still clothed women, Will lazily brushed the sweat off his brow with his left forearm at the same time he crudely massaged his still bulging girth with his right hand, patiently waiting for Patricia to undress and approach the bed.

Will’s eyes narrowed when he saw Patricia drift back into her seat, in concession to whatever Renee had suggested. An instant later however, Will’s eyes shot open when the voluptuous blonde stepped away from her friend and eased closer to the foot of the bed. His hawkish gaze intensified even further when he saw Renee slip her fingers around the snap of her tight black, formfitting slacks.

Rolling his eyes with a mixture of frustration and delight, Will’s cock pulsed fiercely in his hand as Renee inched the waistband of her pants down over her well proportioned hips. As bad as he wanted to fuck the exquisitely built blonde that was in the process of disrobing in the center of the room, Will cautiously waited for Renee to take the lead, knowing his reservoir of sexual willpower had sorely been tested already by Tamara and Sarah.

“Got to take this one slow,” he privately surmised before casting a quick peek at his original target, Patricia, who was once again squirming in her seat as she looked on.

“Screw the bet with that Wench,” a cool voice chided inside of Will’s head. “She’s played hard to get for the last two years… this one taking her clothes off right now… and she looks like she knows how to make a man real happy. “

Still, Will couldn’t bring himself to giving up on a bet when it came to his sexual prowess so easily.

“You’re gonna make Renee cum just like you made the other two… and then you’re really gonna enjoy it when Patricia has to finally get her ass off that seat and up here on the bed to let me empty my balls inside that gilded cunt of hers… right in front of all her fucking friends. “

Wrapping his grip tighter around his thick, protruding shaft, Will calmly jerked himself off as he watched Renee peel away layer after layer of her clothing.

Squirming in her seat from a combination of lust and embarrassment, Patricia felt the fire that had been stoked inside her womb begin to spread to the rest of her body when she saw her co-worker’s pale white legs come into view.

“It’s like watching dominos fall,” Patricia thought to herself as she first gazed at Tamara’s still naked body on the bed, then over to Sarah and the way her spastic older friend sat in the hotel chair with her skirt still hiked up to her thighs. Patricia’s icy stare finally settled on Renee as she demurely stepped out of her slacks.

“She’s next… and then… and then… then me,” Patricia distantly mouthed.

At the same time Patricia was fidgeting uneasily in her seat, Will’s eyes were magically brightening as he shifted forward to get a better look at Renee.

“She’s really gonna do this,” he said to himself as he continued to prime the throbbing beast between his legs.

Darting his eyes around the room to measure each of the three other women’s reaction to their blonde friend hypnotic striptease, Will’s manhood expanded even further when he saw the way they couldn’t peel their eyes away from Renee’s slowly unraveling nudity either.

Watching Renee carefully step out of her pants, and in the process move ever closer to the bed, Will leaned forward and inhaled, sure that he could smell the lovely scent wafting free from her steaming fissure.

Reclining backwards after inhaling a hearty dose of Renee’s tarsus escort musky fragrance, Will tenderly fingered his cock as the blonde at the foot of the bed lifted her shirt up over her head.

“Nice,” he sighed admiringly as he watched Renee’s abundant bosom spill free, restrained only by a pair lacy, peach colored bra cups.

Down to only her bra and panties, Renee hesitated for just a moment, knowing the next step she took forward, she’d have a hard time backing away from.

Fighting the constant urge to dip her fingers down to ward off the nagging itch buzzing inside her quim, Renee bit her lower lip as she gazed toward Will and the way he openly fondled himself watching her undress.

Steeling herself to maintain eye contact with the man that had already sexually bulldozed two of her co-workers, Renee confidentially stared down at Will as she reached behind her back for the four snaps of her sheer, support bra.

A guttural ,”ummmmm”, vibrated through the room as everyone gathered saw Renee’s unsheathed breasts come into full view.

Renee felt her cheeks redden the moment her titties spilled free, not only from the heat of Will’s penetrating gaze, but from the nearly inaudible gasps of admiration from the three assembled females surrounding her.

Allowing her bra to flutter to the floor, Renee took one last exhaustive deep breath before guiding her thumbs into the elastic band of her matching, peach colored panties.

Just before she was about to slip the last vestige of her clothing down to her feet, Will briskly jerked up from the mattress and extended his hands towards her as if to say, “stop for a second”.

“Let me,” Will calmly whispered.

Having resigned herself to undressing there in the room, right in front of Will and her three friends, a stunned and disjointed expression washed across Renee’s face as the naked man sprang towards her.

“Wha… ,” Renee stammered before feeling Will’s powerful hands close around hers, all four of their palms now tightly bracketing the lacy material covering her well rounded hips.

“I want to take those off,” Will mumbled before nuzzling his lips against Renee’s bare stomach.

“UUHH,” Renee hiccupped when she felt Will’s grip intensify over hers as they jointly began to ease her panties down her legs.

The hair on the back of Will’s neck stood straight up when he finally got his first unfettered look at the beautiful beast that had been concealed behind the moist fabric of Renee’s underwear.

“Damn what a body,” He sighed before twisting his head to the side and planting a deep, soulful kiss directly on top of the swooning woman’s swollen vagina.

“MMM… MMM… AAHHH,” Renee shuddered when she felt Will’s mouth collide with her glistening slit.

“MY GOD,” she whimpered, digging her fingers into Will’s closely cropped hair for support as her knees began to tremble against the bottom edge of the mattress.

Rolling his tongue in and out of Renee’s cunt until his tastebuds had been satiated with her unique essence, Will slowly pulled his face away from her crotch and tightened his grip around her thick waist.

In one cat quick motion, Will rocked backwards, pulling Renee onto the bed until her naked body was resting on top of his.

* * * * *

Internally frazzled from the libidinal roller coaster she had been on for the better part of the evening, Patricia simmered in her seat as Renee’s body collapsed down on top of Will’s.

“Here we go again,” She found herself muttering, feeling strongly out of place now that she was the only fully clothed person in the room.

“You still have to fuck him,” a voice deep within her smoldering psyche reminded.

“Not if he doesn’t have anything left after Renee finishes with him,” Patricia thought, crackling a faint smile of confidence as she watched Renee’s meaty legs straddle Will’s midsection.

Overwhelmed by the surreality of what was transpiring, Patricia worked her hands back down between her legs as Renee and Will began to kiss, fondle and explore each other’s body on the bed. It soon dawned on Patricia as well that the couple’s lovemaking would be slower, more tedious and sensuous than the carnal rampage Will had unleashed on Tamara and Sarah earlier in the evening. Whether it was Will’s need to take a breather and regain his sexual footing or simply a desire to savor the moment with Renee and patiently partake of her ample sexual presence, Patricia couldn’t help but shiver as she watched their bodies intertwine.

* * * * *

Working her torso up until her crotch was straddled across Will’s broad chest, Renee anxiously leaned down and kissed him fervently with her mouth at the same time her pussy breathed warmly against his pecs.

Snaking their tongues rapidly in and out of each other’s mouth, Renee and Will’s frame’s seemed to gracefully meld together until they appeared to become one thrashing entity.

Reaching his tatvan escort arms around Renee kneeling mass, Will worked his fingers into the fleshy hearth of her asscheeks as they continued to French kiss.

In the meantime, Tamara, Sarah and Patricia had each seemingly become paralysed by the sight of Will’s rigid manhood bobbing rhythmically through the air as their blonde co-worker mashed her weight down on top of him.

Working his fingers into Renee’s greasy quim, Will rolled his fingers through her damp and tingling folds until she was forced to remove her mouth from his to breathe.

Immediately closing his lips around Renee’s left tit as soon as she gasp for air, Will sucked, licked and prodded each breasts as she roughly dug her fingernails into his scalp.

“DAAMMNN,” Renee moaned rutting her hips awkwardly as she tried to stimulate her exposed clitoris against Will’s rippled abdominal muscles.

Unhinging his supporting grip from Renee’s rear, Will guided his hands up to her soft belly and pressed forward, causing a chilling sigh to vibrate from her lips as her spine folded backwards. Renee was helpless as gravity took over, until her shoulder blades came to rest on top of Will’s outstretched calves.

A nuclear flash then ignited behind Renee’s clenched eyelids when Will’s tongue penetrated her raised pussy.

“UUMMMMM,” she grunted out loud, squirming on top of Will’s legs as she clumsily tried to reach for his twitching manhood.

Once Renee was finally able to corral Will’s girth snugly between her fingers, she frantically pumped it up and down as he dutifully lapped at the glossy sheen of her vaginal stew.

“I can’t handle her doing that for long without bustin’ my nut,” Will thought to himself, desperate not to waste his hard earned initial orgasm all over Renee’s hand. “If I’m gonna cum… its gonna be inside of her… I could eat this pussy all night but I can’t keep all this jizz boiling inside my balls much longer… I’ve got to fuck her right now!”

A brief but definite groan of disappointment burped from Renee’s mouth when she felt Will’s soft lips pull free from her smoldering snatch. An instant later, the warmth of his large penis was torn from her hand as well, when Will scooted his body up into a seated position.

With the lust crazed hunk now assuming a dominant pose above her, Renee reclined all the way back on the mattress and instinctually spread her thighs apart, knowing from the look in Will’s dark eyes, and from the way his cock lurched like a rabid animal above her vagina, what he was about to do next.

Once Will had slipped the messy and glistening head of his cock into Renee buzzing womb and their two bodies were officially joined, a strange dynamic began to take place. Slowly descending his manhood into Renee’s well lubricated sheath, Will seemed to take special care in savoring every subtle movement and contortion Renee’s body made underneath his. When he finally felt as if his penis was securly driven to the hilt inside her vagina, the two gracefully began to fuck each other back and forth as if they had become engrossed in a game of sexual chess, each trying to thrust and prod the other, searching out areas of greatest pleasure and vulnerability.

Towering above Renee’s prone frame, Will would expertly corkscrew his hips before pistoning downward until he saw the swooning woman’s head sway deliriously to the side each time his buried cock hit home.

Conversly, each time Renee felt as if Will was pushing her perilously close to release, she would tighten the grip of her legs around his back and thrust her own pelvis upwards, making it feel to Will as if his probing phallus was sliding in and out of a unflinching velvet glove.

“UUHHH… AAAHH,” the two moaned over and over into each other’s ear, causing Tamara to nimbly hop off the side of the bed where she had been watching.

Darting off the bed so Will and Renee could have the entire space to themselves, Tamara nakedly took a seat beside Patricia and joined her boss in looking on.

The bed all to themselves now, Will and Renee were able to spread out as they continued to explore each other’s ripe sexuality. Driving his pelvic bone like a graceful jackhammer repeatedly down on top of Renee’s boiling quim, it felt just like spearing his virile manhood into a bowl of radiant honey each time he see-sawed it in and out of her puffy vaginal grip.

Never breaking eye contact the whole time they were joined, they could see in each other’s silent cues of pleasure that each was quickly sliding down the slope of impending sexual bliss.

It was a fact not lost on the three onlookers either as the sound of the bed creaking painfully underneath Renee and Will mingled in a primal chorus with the fleshy percussion of their genitals crashing together until everyone watching seemed on the verge of stunned disbelief.

“Holy Shit,” Tamara exhaustedly exclaimed, summing up the feelings of the other tavşanlı escort two women watching in the room as she lazily rubbed her fingers through her just fucked pussy.

* * * * *

“Goddamn… UMMM… SHIT… I’m about to cum,” Will groaned to himself, knowing whether he tried to fuck Renee soft and slow or fast and hard, that holding back his rapidly building orgasm would soon be fruitless.

As fate would have it however, the exact same thoughts were rippling through Renee’s synapses as well. Having made the silent but implicit promise to Patricia to do what Tamara and Sarah couldn’t, Renee fought with everything she had to keep from cumming under Will’s blinding and persistent assault.

Less than four feet from the intertwined pair on the bed, Patricia suddenly found her hand rapidly moving up and down between her pressing thighs, just like Sarah to her left and Tamara to her right as they aimlessly masturbating their already satiated genitals watching Will and Sarah burn like two sizzling fuses against each other.

Every muscle inside the couple’s sweaty bodies seemed to be working in mechanical unison as the three assembled women became increasingly mesmerized by the beautiful and violent display.

“Oh God… I can’t cum… right here… like this… fingering myself with my clothes still on,” Patricia found herself thinking as she felt the initial twinges of her release building.

________________________________

Pressing his knees to the inside of Renee’s, Will essentially forced her thighs all the way apart as he rapidly plowed downward, giving him free and unfettered access to the untouched reaches of the howling woman’s syrupy depths.

“She can’t take much more of this,” Will confidently surmised even though the lust boiling inside his own balls was on the verge of a catastrophic eruption as well.

Just when he thought he had Renee submissively under his pounding will, she lurched her crotch upwards and dug her heels, like two fleshy cattle prods into his side.

“Yeah… Yeah… Yeah… fuck me come on… fuck me you Sonofabitch,” Renee snarled, sounding as if Tamara’s salty tongue had found its way into her mouth.

Sensing Will’s temporary moment of weakness, Renee cinched her flared vaginal muscles around his embedded cock. Grunting as she strained every muscle in her legs, arms, chest and stomach, Renee somehow lifted her back from the bed until she had raised herself up into a seated position, staring face to face with her briefly incapacitated lover.

Cringing from the ungodly torque created by her sudden shift in position, Will shuddered as he knelt there, praying his cock wouldn’t snap like a limb from Renee’s vaginal friction and pressure.

“AAHHH,” Will moaned helplessly as Renee grabbed both his shoulders and pushed forward, causing the much bigger man to tumble backwards until he was flat on the bed with her body securly resting on top of his.

“UURGGHH… UUUHHHHHAAAHHHH,” Will grunted loudly as his cock bent backwards at an ungodly angle.

Feeling the head of Will’s penis stab into depths previously untouched inside of her, Renee carefully twisted her pelvis up and down, grinding her crotch against the blunt, penetrating slab of flesh until she felt completely and inexorably filled as a woman.

“GGAAWWDDD,” Renee and Will gasped out loud as the rhythmic pace of their fuck motions re-intensified.

Her toes beginning to tingle noticeably as she watched Renee’s ass churn up and down on top of Will’s beefy manhood, Patricia blindly kicked off her tight leather ankle boots before scooting forward in her seat.

“Just what are you getting ready to do?” a distant but concerned voice inside of her head questioned.

“Putting an end to this,” Patricia found herself answering out loud as she crawled closer to the foot of the bed.

Tamara and Sarah’s eyes widened in shock as they watched their boss press her hands against the bottom edge of the mattress and pull herself up onto the bed between Will’s feet.

The creamy white, heart shaped presence of Renee’s grinding hips churned on and on as Patricia crawled up the length of the bed, her slitted eyes locked completely on Will’s huge nutsack as it strained under the force of Renee’s downward thrusts.

Everyone in the room could sense from the way each of them thrashed uncontrollably, that either Will or Renee could cum at any moment. As the pace of their coital display intensified to unfathomable levels, Tamara and Sarah sat in stunned disbelief watching Patricia’s face slowly disappear between the two lover’s colliding genitals.

* * * * *

“I’ve got her… I’ve almost got her,” Will sighed proudly to himself, several moments after adjusting to the new position Renee had shifted their lovemaking into.

“Alright… that was about all she could do… if she wants to be on top with me here flat on my back… FINE… my cock still buried all the way up inside of her… and her pussy is quivering like its being electrocuted every time she grinds down on top of me,” Will noted as he looked up at the voluptuous blonde straddling his lap and the way her breasts and eye lids bounced recklessly each time his embedded phallus rammed unapologetically into her clenching inner depths.

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This is a story of my first group. Well, if you don’t count the handjobs that I received from Mary in the front seat of my Chevy Nova, its actually my first time.

It’s the summer of ’69. I’m in Detroit, or actually a nearby suburb. The Tigers won the World Series the year before, so life is good.

I’ve graduated from high school and am getting ready to go to the University for freshman year. To earn some spending money, I’ve been caddying at the local Country Club. A couple of weeks earlier, my younger brother broke his arm. My mother insisted that I take over his paper route until I go to school. The money is not as good as caddying, but I can’t so no to my mother. As a result, I’ve been getting to the Club at 6 each morning, so that I can get a loop by 7 or 8. I am usually off the golf course by noon.

At the time, Detroit had 2 daily newspapers. One was a morning edition, and the other was delivered in the afternoon. My brother’s route was the afternoon paper. So, by 2 o’clock, I am at the distributor’s office loading up my paper bag and heading on out. I had this route before my brother took over, so I know most of the homes, and what their preferences are for deliveries. The neighborhood is affluent, although I did not live in that neighborhood. Much of the route was just riding down the sidewalk and tossing a paper onto the front porch, or at least within sight of the front door. There were a few homes that required a little bit more. One of those was near the end of the route. The lot that the house was set on was larger than most in the neighborhood, and it had tall hedges that hid most of the house from the street and sidewalk. There was a gap in the hedges wide enough for the driveway, and this is the way that I entered the property. The owner’s, Mr & Mrs Walters asked that their paper be “dropped” on their front porch. This involved pedaling into a paved courtyard, up to their front steps and tossing it to their door.

On this day, there was a vehicle parked in front of their porch, and I decided to toss the paper over the top of the vehicle. Wouldn’t you know it, but the paper slid right off the porch into the shrubs. Damn, I had to retrieve it or I might get a call against me stating that I did not deliver. I parked my bike, and ran up to the porch and tried to get the paper by reaching down. As I did so, I heard some noise coming from one of the windows. In 1969, not many houses had central air, and it was typical that windows would be open to cool the house.

Now I wasn’t a virgin … well, technically I was, but I’ve seen plenty of blue movies and I recognized the sounds that I was hearing. I KNOW that what I was thinking of doing was wrong, but I was an 18 year old kid, with hormones running wild, so I just had to take a peek. There was a window down near the end of the house that I thought the sounds were coming from, and it was just a simple matter of sneaking behind the bushes to catch a glimpse.

Once I got there, I was not disappointed. Mrs Walters was naked on the bed on all fours. Behind her was NOT Mr Walters. The gentleman in the erotic scene in front of me was probably 10 years younger and fit. I was on the baseball team in high school, and saw many young bodies in the gym lockerroom. This guy would have been right at home among them. As I watched, he withdrew and had her turn around to take him in her mouth. OMG. To this point in my young life, it was the biggest cock that I’ve silifke escort ever seen. Mrs Walters, being in her late 30s was looking mighty fine as well, with her tits hanging down. In my current position, I couldn’t quite get a glimpse of her love canal, and I stretched my neck in order to do so. I was mesmerized by the sight.

The guy moved her off his cock, and lifted her upper body up so that he could kiss her. He then spoke into her ear, and left the bed. She rolled over onto her back, and started rubbing her pussy. This finally gave me the view that I was hoping for. Needless to say, I was hard as a rock. I was considering rubbing one out right there, but was worried that I might be seen from the street. I decided to take a peek behind me to see just how secluded I was. When I did, I saw the guy from inside, wearing a robe and watching me from the other side of the bushes. How the fuck did he get there? And what kind of deep shit am I in now?

He motioned for me to come out. My immediate thought was to run, get the hell out of there, but I was just a kid and used to taking orders from adults, even if those adults were just in their 20s. Besides, he was bigger than me, and I had no way of getting to my bike without trying to race past him. So, reluctantly, I worked my way out of the bushes and came up in front of him. He ordered me inside. Oh boy, now the shit is going to hit the fan. I saw all kinds of scenarios running through my head … loss of my scholarship, maybe being arrested. I mean what kind of pervert goes around peeking in windows?

After entering the house, the guy guides me back to the bedroom that I had been peeking into. There, now also in a robe, was Mrs Walters. When she saw me, her eyes got big and she said “Jack?”. Yes, my name is Jack … 18 … horney … and now fucked royally.

Mrs Walters: “What did you think you were doing, Jack?”

Me: “I’m sorry Mrs Walters. I wasn’t thinking.” As if not thinking was an excuse for being a pervert.

Mrs. Walters: “How long were you out there?”

Me: “Only a couple of minutes. I swear. I accidently tossed the paper …”

Mrs. Walters: “Never mind why … exactly what did you see? Did you see Alex (that must be the guy’s name) fucking me?” OH MY GOSH … she used the F word.

Me: “Yes ma’am”

Mrs Walters (softer now): “Well, did you enjoy what you saw?” And as she said this, she opened her robe.

My jaw must’ve dropped to the floor, because Mrs. Walters started to smile. Later in life, I would get a sense that that smile would lead to good things, but at this time in my life, all I could do was stare.

Mrs. Walters: “Jack. Do you enjoy what you see?”

All I could do was mumble a yes while I nodded. I glanced over at Alex, and saw a big smirk on his face and a big tent under his robe.

Mrs. Walters: “Jack … would you like to touch them?” Now its not like I’ve never touched a breast before, but I never touched a “bare” breast before, and in spite of being extremely nervous, I took a hesitant step forward. Mrs. Walters waved me towards her. I reached out and finally, for the first time in my life, touched a woman’s breast. I was so hard, I thought that I would cum at that moment.

Mrs. Walters (later she told me to call her Karen), put her hand over mine, and helped me caress her breast, gently rubbing the nipple. Then she grabbed my other hand and had me work simav escort both breasts. I think Alex must have killed me somewhere along the way, and I was now in “teenage boy’s heaven”.

Karen whispered in my ear that I should take my clothes off. She would like to show me more. Here we go! If this isn’t replayed in my wet dreams for the next 5 years, I am not normal. I quickly did as she suggested. I would do ANYTHING for Karen. Little did I know at that moment exactly what Karen would ask me to do.

Karen backed me up to the bed and had me lay back. She dragged her nails over my nipples, sending a shiver down my body, straight to my cock. Whoa! She leaned over and took my nipples into her mouth and teased them. How the fuck was I to know that guys would enjoy having their nipples played with. Once again, I was on the verge of cumming without my cock being touched. Karen’s robe had fallen off by now (or did she remove it without me seeing), and I attempted to reach down and play with her tits again. She noticed my groping and moved around so it was easier for to grasp those magnificent orbs. Have I told you just how great those tits were? In spite of her old age (late 30s?), they were pert and succulent. She had obviously taken good care of her body, because I could not detect a single ounce of fat. In my mind, she was a 38DD, but when I compare her to partners in later life, she was above average.

Karen then started feeding one of those luscious tits to me. I wanted to smother myself in it and I heard her and Alex chuckle. Alex? Oh fuck. He’s still in the room. While I wondered what he was up to, I was too busy to look around.

After I got her breasts nice and wet with saliva, Karen asked me if I’ve ever participated in oral sex? Of course I lied and said “yes, a couple of times.” I think that she knew I was lying, but at this point … Who cared? She moved me around so that we were in a 69 position, with her above me. She then started to fellate me. Fellate? Yeah, she was blowing my fucking brains out. But she knew how to do it. She would back off before I came, keeping me at the boiling point.

Then Alex asked me if I’ve ever licked a pussy? I had to admit, that I had never had the chance to do so. He pointed out the fact that Karen’s pussy was just above my head. Why don’t I give it a try? Just lean in, and lick along the length of the slit. I lifted my head, and tongued the bottom of Karen’s cunt. Well it was the bottom, because it was pointed down, but as I learned later, I placed my tongue directly onto to Karen’s clit. This caused her to jump a little, and I heard a slight moan come from her. Alex suggested that I lick from the bottom (clit) to the top, and I tasted some of her juices. At the time, I did not know what this was, but it seemed to be pleasing her, so I just kept it up. After all, she had my dick in her mouth, I just thought I was being a good guest.

The next thing that I knew, I saw Alex’s rather large cock just above my head. He reached down and tapped my head, so I moved it back to the bed. He then moved it forward and attempted to enter Karen from behind. By this time, she was so wet, he didn’t have to try hard. So right above my face, I was watching Alex as he pumped into Karen’s snatch. I was watching Alex’s big balls and they swung back and forth with his pumping. Meanwhile, Karen has started lathering up MY balls, while giving me a slow handjob.

Alex söke escort suggested that I start licking Karen’s pussy again. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do this, especially with that mammoth organ moving in and out of her, but once again, I wanted to be a good guest, so I did what I could. I stuck my tongue out as far as I could, and moved my head around so that I could at least get to the bottom of her opening (again her clit), and started licking. It was not easy, but as horney as I was, I was more than willing to get a stiff neck from trying.

Alex’s balls were slapping me in the face, but I didn’t care. Karen was back working on my dick, and this time I think she was going to let me cum. Long before the designer drug “ectasy”, I was in bliss. Once or twice, Alex came entirely out of Karen’s hole, and his dick flopped down onto my mouth and tongue. Later in life, I realized that he wanted me to take him into my mouth, but I was only interested in Karen at that point. I remember licking the tip, but nothing more, before Alex again penetrated Karen.

By now, I was at the point of no return, but I didn’t think Karen would want me to cum in her mouth. I tried to tell her, but she just doubled her efforts, and before I knew it, my 18 year old cum was coating her throat. That must’ve set something off in Karen, because I heard her start moaning, and her body was starting to buck against Alex. Alex picked up his pace, and I still had my front row seat of the action. I was watching that cock drive in and out of her at an ever-quickening pace. At one point, I noticed that Alex’s balls were no longer swinging over my head. They seemed to have risen up into his body. Then, I heard a guttural sound coming from Alex, and I saw him give a mighty shove into Karen. He held it for a second, then withdrew and drove in again. Once more, he withdrew, but this time, he came all the way out. I then realized, what had been happening above me, as he proceeded to shoot a couple more jets of cum onto my face. With Karen above me, I didn’t really have anywhere to go, so I just closed my eyes and let it happen.

Some cum got onto my lips, and so help me, I couldn’t help myself. I licked it and found it wasn’t that bad. Then Karen decided to lean back and basically sit on my face. She started rubbing her pussy all over my mouth.

Mrs. Walters: “Oh eat me Jack. I’ve got one more in me.” I later figured out that she meant one more orgasm, but at that point, I was still in the submissive teenager mode, and just did what I was told by my elder. She bounced up and down on my tongue, and each time I could sense more of Alex’s cum leaking out of her. I was having way too much fun to worry about something like that, so I just kept licking until finally Karen tensed again and fell forward.

I was worried that she had passed out, but only found out that she was just content, and needed to relax. I attempted to start licking her pussy again, and she moved away. Alex explained to me that she was over sensitive at this point, but if I was interested, she would be ready to go again in a little while.

I asked what time it was, and found that I had been there for over an hour. Being the ever vigilant businessman, I realized that I had a few more papers to deliver, and my mother was expecting me home for dinner. Karen took me into the shower, washed me off and thanked me for the afternoon. Can you believe this? She actually thanked ME!!

I left Alex and her, and in a month I had left for school. I never saw Alex’s car at their house for the remainder of the Summer, so I don’t know if they were still meeting. I can only tell you that I never got together again with them … Well, I did. But only in my wet dreams.

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I collapsed backward into the bubbling water and expelled a heavy sigh. Finally, we had made it. It had taken nearly a full day to get to Hedonism II resort in Jamaica, but after two long plane rides, an interminable amount of time at two different airports, and a very long bus ride (with full bladders, mind you), my wife and I had finally reached our destination.

Darkness had already descended upon the all-inclusive, clothing-optional resort by the time we arrived. We grabbed a quick bite at the buffet, and briefly strolled around the grounds of the resort to get a feel for its layout. I wanted to spend a little more time exploring, but Katie announced that she was exhausted from our long journey, and within seconds of climbing under the covers of our bed, she was out like a light.

Although I should have been equally exhausted, I was fueled by adrenaline and horniness. Prior to our arrival, Katie had insisted that we abstain from sex for a week, as she thought our vacation would be extra fun if we were extra horny. Of course, this only added to my restlessness. I tried to sleep beside her, but after tossing and turning for a long while, I decided to venture out into the resort alone. I had been reading for weeks about the wild, frat-like atmosphere and public displays of intercourse at Hedo’s infamous nude hot tub, and I wanted to see it for myself.

When I arrived at the hot tub area, the scene was much more subdued than I expected. There were only six people present, and none were engaged in any sexual shenanigans. I quickly shed my clothes and found the darkest and quietest spot that I could find to sit. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, reflecting upon the events that had led up to this week-long vacation.

Katie and I had made the life-changing decision to become swingers several years before. We shared many erotic experiences swinging together, and although our relationship had always been strong, swinging seemed to bring us even closer together. Eventually, our extramarital activity evolved into an “open marriage” arrangement, as we discovered that it was far easier for one of us to find the right match than for both of us to find the right couple. We allowed each other the flexibility to be with other people if the opportunity arose, and we had both taken advantage of that flexibility over the previous several months.

We had booked this vacation to Jamaica a year in advance, at a time when we were still swinging together. We had visited another clothing-optional resort on two separate occasions, and we figured we would change it up and give Hedo a chance to win us over.

As this vacation approached, however, Katie began to express some reservations. The idea of swinging with strangers no longer held the same appeal it once did for her. I assured her that we could simply go and enjoy some naked fun in the sun without involving others. She knew, however, that I didn’t share the same mindset, and she insisted that I take advantage of any opportunities that may arise. I agreed on one condition: I wanted to see her suck just one stranger’s dick. To my surprise, she agreed to my terms.

As I sat in the hot tub on that first night, I opened my eyes and surveyed the scene around me. To my left, an older couple sat along the opposite wall of the oversized hot tub and chatted while their hands played below the surface of the water. To my right, a middle-aged white couple engaged in conversation with a tall black man. And directly ahead of me, a young single man tried to look as inconspicuous as I was attempting to be.

A young woman appeared from the darkness, and when she wriggled out of her shorts and pulled her tee-shirt over her head, she revealed a very attractive figure. She had large breasts with areolas that were the size of Oreo cookies. She dipped her slender legs into the water and sat across from the young man. Although she seemed to make an effort to pretend not to notice him, he clearly noticed her immediately. Eventually, they made eye contact, and she smiled a lovely smile.

“It’s hot,” she said.

“It’s hotter now that you’re here,” he responded.

I groaned at his lame pick-up line, and yet amazingly, it seemed to work. She shifted closer to him and began a conversation. I shook my head and stared up at a Caribbean sky filled with stars. The temperature of both the air and water was perfect, and I finally began to feel drowsy.

I closed my eyes once again and rested my head. The warm water felt incredibly soothing. Perhaps I should have stayed in bed, I thought to myself. I took a peek at the others in the hot tub . The older couple were still fondling each other and engaging in an intimate conversation. The woman to my right was now sensually kissing the black man while the other man (presumably her husband) watched them with a smile. And the younger couple was still engrossed in conversation, and inching closer and closer to one another.

Since there wasn’t much action to witness, and since it had become an effort to keep my eyes open, I decided to exit the hot serdivan escort tub and head back to my room. I slowly creaked open our door and eased into bed. Katie was still fast asleep, and snoring lightly.

As my head hit the pillow, I began to wonder whether that young couple would get together, and whether that husband and wife would take the black guy back to their room for the night — or maybe even have sex right there in the area surrounding the hot tub. I probably missed all the action for no reason other than bad timing. I had read that the action in the hot tub didn’t really begin until after 1:00am.

I looked at the glowing numbers on our clock, and it was only 12:30. I decided to make an effort to sleep, and concluded that if I were still tossing and turning by 1:00, then I would head back out to the hot tub. I could feel the adrenaline begin to flow through me once again as I caught a second wind. My mind was racing and my dick was swollen just thinking about all the fun I might be missing. I briefly considered jerking off to relieve some of that pressure, but that would have defeated the entire purpose of abstaining from sex for a week — which had been a real effort for me.

The next time I looked at the clock, it was after 1:00.

“Fuck it,” I muttered under my breath. I crawled out of bed and grabbed a towel and our room key. I decided to walk naked to the hot tub this time. When I arrived, the scene had completely changed. I could only assume that some big event had just ended, and everyone at that event had flocked to the hot tub for some after-hours fun.

The area was nearly filled to capacity with naked people of all shapes and sizes, all laughing and talking loudly. Several men were seated at the edge of the tub, with their legs dangling in the water and women’s heads bobbing in their laps. A couple of women were also seated at the edge of the tub with heads — some male, some female — buried between their legs. They weren’t shy about being vocal, either. Even above the din of all the laughing and shouting, I could hear them moan.

Since there were no longer any “quiet” areas of the hot tub for me to sit, I simply found the nearest seat available. As soon as I sat down, the couple to my left introduced themselves as Ken and Mandy. They were from St. Louis, and exuded the type of friendliness for which people from the Midwest are famous. Ken was a mid-manager with some big company, and Mandy was a stay-at-home mom. She was a rather average-looking woman with big hair and pouty red lips. Like most of the women I had seen at the resort, she was a few pounds overweight, but not obese by any rational standard of measurement. A lot of her weight was carried in her large breasts, which I politely tried not to stare at as we chatted.

They had a very large canister filled with a rum concoction, and were kind enough to invite me to share a drink with them. I politely declined, but they insisted. We continued to have a very pleasant and polite conversation about our children, our careers, the weather, and other banal topics, which seemed so out of place in the midst of what was becoming a wild orgy all around us.

Just behind Ken, a man with an unusually large dick was receiving a remarkable deepthroat blowjob. Another man to their left was making out with two women on either side of him, who were both stroking him under the water. I found myself getting uncontrollably aroused, and unable to concentrate on my friendly conversation with Ken and Mandy.

I was in the middle of a sentence when a woman to my left suddenly grabbed my left knee. I turned, and found myself staring into the face of a woman who appeared to be in her late-50’s, who was being pounded from behind by a rather large and hairy man near her age. Evidently, she was using my knee to steady herself.

“Sorry, honey,” she drawled in a sweet Southern accent.

“No worries,” I said. Then, to be funny, I added, “but if you could move your hand a little to your left, I’d appreciate it.”

To my surprise, she immediately seized my stiff cock. She squeezed and stroked it, and moaned with delight as the man behind her continued to plow into her.

I looked at Ken and Mandy, and their shocked expressions caused me to burst into laughter. They howled along with me, and sat back to enjoy this spectacle. The woman stroking my cock spoke to me again.

“Sugar,” she said, panting for breath, “if you would be so kind as to stand up for me, I’d love nothing more than to suck on that hard cock of yours.”

I looked at Ken and Mandy, and they suppressed another laugh. I shrugged my shoulders and stood. I’ve never found a good reason to reject an offer for a blowjob. As soon as I stood, the woman took my cock right into her mouth and began sucking me with an unexpected passion. I looked at the man who was fucking this woman, and he smiled and held up his hand in the universal “high five” sign. I slapped his hand, eliciting yet another giggle from our audience.

The woman suddenly gave serik escort a loud and muffled groan, and tensed and shook. She stopped bobbing her head, and held me tight between her lips as she continued to groan. Finally, she withdrew me from her mouth, leaving me standing erect at a 45-degree angle. I looked over at Mandy, and smiled when I saw her eyes widen.

The older woman stood and gave me a hug.

“Thank you for your hospitality,” she drawled.

“Umm…you’re welcome,” I responded awkwardly.

She turned and waded away, leaving me standing with a raging hard-on. Ken and Mandy were still laughing and shaking their heads.

“What the hell,” I said with a grin. “When in Hedo…”

I returned to my seat and submerged myself into the hot water.

“I need a drink,” I said, and Ken quickly snatched my glass to refill it.

“No, what you need,” Mandy said with a sexy smile, “is to be finished off.”

With that, she reached over and grabbed my cock. The mere touch of her hand sent a shiver of pleasure directly to my balls, and I felt an overwhelming urge for a release. She stroked me gently, and my cock throbbed in response.

“Hop up here,” she stated casually, and patted the ledge behind me.

I pulled myself up and sat on the ledge, with my feet dangling in the water. Mandy kneeled before me. Then this Midwestern mother of three, who spent her days driving her children to and from soccer practice, attending PTA meetings, and baking cookies for her church’s fundraisers, put my dick right into her mouth. I couldn’t help but wonder how many of her friends and family back home would be absolutely shocked and horrified to know what she was doing at that very moment.

Her soft lips felt incredible gliding up and down my swollen shaft, and after only a few minutes of pleasure I felt an unstoppable surge begin to build. I muttered a warning to her, but she ignored it, and continued slowly bobbing up and down.

When my cock expanded and my balls tightened, she put my entire length into the back of her throat. I could feel wave upon wave of cum erupt into her mouth. I worried that I would choke her, but she didn’t move a muscle. She must have opened her throat, which allowed me to cum directly into it. In all likelihood, she didn’t taste a single drop. She kept perfectly still as an entire week’s worth of cum flooded her mouth.

I gave one final shudder, and she removed me from her mouth with a long and slow slurp. She looked up at me and gave me the sweetest smile. I hopped back down into the water and gave her a warm embrace, thanking her profusely.

“You have no idea how badly I needed that!” I said.

“Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea,” she replied with a giggle.

Instantly, I felt the entire weight of the day upon my eyelids, and wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed. But after what had just happened, I figured it would be rude to “cum and run”, so I stayed and chatted long enough to finish my drink before excusing myself for the night.

The following morning, I told Katie about my adventure of having two different women suck my dick within a span of about five minutes, and she was so turned on by my story, she insisted I fuck her immediately. Although we had shared a laugh over the tackiness of the mirror on the ceiling above our bed when we first checked into the room, I couldn’t help but notice her admiring the view while lying on her back as I plowed into her.

After showering and dressing, we headed to the buffet for a late breakfast. It wasn’t even noon yet, but the Jamaican sun was already becoming unbearable. It seemed as though the only cool spot at the resort could be found in the shade of the nude pool. Having visited clothing-optional resorts in the past, it wasn’t surprising to see Katie so casually shed her clothing in public as though it were an everyday occurrence. I never tired of seeing her naked body, and I was thrilled to have this opportunity to show her off once again.

We entered the pool and waded toward the bar. Although it was still very early in the day, we figured since we were on vacation, there was no such thing as an inappropriate time to begin drinking. Two couples were huddled around one of the tables submerged in the pool, and one of the men seemed to recognize us (or, more likely, Katie) immediately. He shouted our names as if we were lifelong friends and waved us over to the table.

His name was Bill, and he explained that he recognized our photos from the travel site through which we had booked our vacation. He introduced his wife, Sandy, and the other couple at the table, Glenn and Maryanne. We spent the next several hours exchanging stories and anecdotes, and talking and laughing like old friends.

Bill was loud and boisterous, and described himself as a “typical Florida redneck.” Sandy seemed meek and shy at first, although we learned that it was only in comparison to her husband. She was actually quite opinionated and funny once we had the opportunity to hear her speak. seydikemer escort Glenn and Maryanne were from the Denver area, and shared a wry sense of humor and a quick wit. All four of them appeared to be in their early-40’s, and all but Glenn carried a bit of extra weight. The ladies were nicely proportioned, however, with large breasts and ample bottoms.

Time passed quickly, and before we realized it, the sun was hanging low in the sky, and our new friends were talking about heading back to their rooms to change before dinner. Katie and I were feeling pretty good from all our drinks, and we had found a comfortable spot, so we told them we’d catch up with them later.

Although the pool had been packed earlier in the afternoon, only about twenty or so people remained when the sun finally dipped below the horizon. As we stood in front of the bar, contemplating our plans for the evening, we were pulled into a conversation with two other couples. They were much older than we were, and appeared to be having the time of their lives.

Our conversation was dominated with sexual innuendos, and it was abundantly clear that the two older men were shamelessly and openly flirting with my wife. I could tell by her naughty grin that she was loving every minute of it. She always had a strange proclivity for older men.

To my dismay, one of the wives seemed to take this situation as an open invitation to begin flirting with me. As my attention was turned elsewhere, she reached around behind me and grabbed my ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

“Ooh!” she cooed, giving it several more squeezes. “Nice and firm!”

I thanked her politely while simultaneously thinking of an exit strategy. I got Katie’s attention and told her I was going to the restroom. I gave her a look that I hoped she would interpret correctly, and use the opportunity to escape as well. Instead, she merely nodded and smiled, and returned to her conversation.

When I returned from the restroom, I looked around the pool area to see if Katie had escaped. Instead, our clothes were right where we had left them, and she was nowhere to be found. I looked at the front of the bar where we had been standing, and she was no longer there, either. I began to feel irritated.

Then I remembered the agreement we had made before taking this vacation. I had asked her to give just one blowjob to one stranger that week. Although I knew she had a thing for older men, it was a little far-fetched to believe that she was sucking that old guy’s dick at that moment. Then again, she did have quite a lot to drink, and she did seem to enjoy his flirtation.

I peered through the darkness and noticed a shadowy figure at the opposite end of the pool, framed by the light of the bar. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust, but sure enough, there she was. The back of her red hair was unmistakable, and her pale Irish skin practically glowed in the dark. A man was directly in front of her, seated on the cold concrete of the pool. And Katie’s head was bobbing up and down in his lap as he held the back of her head.

I quietly eased into the pool and sat at the farthest end and in the darkest corner, hoping to escape the notice of both Katie and the old woman I had left at the bar. It had been a long time since I had watched my wife work her magic on another man, and I wanted to fully savor this rare opportunity.

It was difficult to see the man’s face, but my imagination filled the gaps. I imagined what it must be like to be a man his age, on a vacation in a Caribbean paradise, and having a gorgeous young woman expertly sucking my cock under the stars. I imagined it would be the experience of a lifetime, and one I would never forget. And I felt incredibly generous to have had a hand in providing such an incredible gift to this complete stranger.

After several minutes had passed, Katie’s head stopped moving, and she rose to her feet. The man leaned over and gave her a kiss and hug, and she turned and waded back toward the bar. I called her name and waved her over to me.

“Happy now?” she said with a smirk.

“Yes, actually, I am,” I replied. “The question is: was he happy?”

“What do you think?” she responded.

We ventured back to our room, made love, showered and dressed before joining the rest of our group in the dining area. We continued to hang out together afterward, and partied into the early hours of the morning at the piano bar. It was a pattern of activity that would repeat itself throughout the week.

Katie and I found ourselves once again standing in the shaded area of the pool the following day, surrounded by a new group of strangers who would soon became our new friends. We met so many interesting people from so many walks of life, and conversation just seemed to flow freely, regardless of whom was talking. Of course, the steady stream of drinks seemed to make people far more fascinating and funny than they probably were.

As we stood among a large gathering in front of the bar, one of the women in the group, named Maria, mentioned that she was celebrating her fortieth birthday that week. Her husband cajoled her to share with the group her goal for the week, and she boldly announced that she wanted forty “pearl necklaces” to commemorate the event. The men in the group all laughed, but Katie had a puzzled look on her face.

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