1 comments/ 7924 views/ 1 favorites I Love This Bar By: InsatiableBrownEyes I was sitting at a slot machine on the end of an isle, mindlessly pressing the buttons and watching the reels spin. A small commotion to my left pulled my attention away from the machine. I almost dropped the drink I was sipping from when I seen the small group of people heading toward the escalator, and who that group was surrounding. Quickly cashing out and gathering my belongings, I headed after them. My heart was pounding as I straightened my jean mini skirt and walked towards the escalator. My mind was racing. All of my fantasies were flashing before my eyes. It was time to make at least one of those fantasies come true ... My hand was trembling slightly as I set some money on the bar and motioned for the bartender to come over. As the bartender approached, my eyes scanned the crowd. 'What can I get you?' he asked. 'A Sex on The Beach, please' I yelled over the noise of the bar. He smiled and turned to make my drink. With trembling fingers, I lit a cigarette. Exhaling slowly to try to calm my nerves, I watched the bartender return with a foot tall plastic cup in the shape of a guitar. He set it on the bar in front of me with a smile and said, 'Enjoy.' 'Is He here?' I asked. Placing his hands on the bar and leaning towards me, he responded, 'Well, if you mean 'The owner' of this place, yes he's here tonight. He's in the back.' Running my fingers through my long, brown hair and tilting my head a bit, I asked with a seductive smile, 'Any way you can get me back there to meet him?' I watched his eyes move downwards from my face to rest on my chest. Knowing that the tight spaghetti strap camisole top I was wearing was showing him the swell of my breasts, I straightened on the barstool and grabbed my drink. I held it in front of me as I played with the straw with my tongue before wrapping my lips around it to suck in the sweet fluid. I watched him staring at my mouth as I drank. When I set the drink back on the bar, I leaned forward slightly and looked up at him with questioning eyes and a smile. He glanced around before responding, 'Sit tight and don't go anywhere. I'll see what I can do.' I watched him say something to another bartender, then go out the side opening of the bar and walk across the crowd of people and tables towards the stage. He disappeared through a door next to the stage and my heart was pounding with anticipation. I snuffed out my cigarette then picked up my drink, sucking half of it down waiting for him to emerge again. After what seemed like an eternity, the bartender finally reappeared from the door. I watched him walk through the crowd, stopping occasionally to greet and shake hands with the customers. Finally returning behind the bar, he stood with his back to me. He turned with another guitar shaped drink and headed towards me. As he set the drink on the bar in front of me, he leaned over to say in my ear, 'It's a strong possibility. You'll just have to wait and see.' He stood up straight extending his hand as he said, 'By the way, I'm Tony and your drinks are on the house tonight.' I shook his hand and smiled as I responded, 'Thanks Tony. I'm Dawn.' I quickly finished my first drink, then as I grabbed the fresh one I said with a wink, 'And Tony, I'll wait all night if I have to.' Tony smiled at that, then asked 'So where are you from, Dawn?' 'Chicago,' I answered before taking the straw into my mouth and sucking down more of the sweet drink. 'Well, welcome to Harrah's Las Vegas Dawn. How long are you staying? Who are you here with?' he asked. 'I'm here with a few friends until Monday,' I told him. As the night went on, Tony occasionally left me to take care of other patrons at the bar, periodically returning to me with a fresh drink and idle chit-chat. I listened to the music, occasionally standing up to dance when one of my favorite songs came on, and periodically turning down propositions from guys asking me to sit with them. After awhile, the music went dead and the overhead lights flickered. The crowd went wild as we heard the first strums of the guitar. Then His voice ... 'We got winners, we got losers ... chain smokers and boozers .... And we got yuppies and we got bikers ... we got thirsty hitchhikers ... ' My heart was pounding with excitement. I stood up and began yelling, whistling and singing along. My eyes never left him as he continued to sing. I could swear that he looked directly at me several times, giving me that beautiful, sexy smile of his. Oh my God, I was in love with his mouth! After singing several songs, he thanked the crowd and exited the stage. Giddy with excitement, and perhaps the several drinks I had consumed, I returned to my barstool. I looked over at Tony, who was on the phone, and he turned and smiled at me. After hanging up the phone, Tony headed towards me. He leaned over the bar and asked, 'So, are you ready to meet Him?' Stunned, and suddenly nervous, I responded, 'Abso-fuckin-lutely!' Tony laughed and said, 'Ok, follow me.' He went out the side of the bar and I walked over to him. When I reached him, he took my hand and led me through the crowd towards the side of the stage. Tony led me through the door, then down a hallway. We passed several people, Tony smiling and saying quick hellos to them. When we approached a closed door, Tony stopped and said, 'Ok, this is it.' He tapped softly on the door, then pushed it open. He led me into a large room that was beautifully furnished with couches, love seats, chairs and a bar. I looked around at all of the people in the room. They were either standing around or sitting talking in small groups. Then I spotted Him. He was sitting on a love seat with his feet up on a coffee table chatting with a guy sitting on the couch angled from the loveseat. 'Oh my God, it's Toby Keith!' I thought to myself. I was trembling with excitement, and Tony squeezed my hand, pulling me closer towards Toby. As we approached, Toby looked up at us and Tony said, 'Hi Toby, this is the girl that requested to meet you.' Toby smiled at me as he placed his feet on the floor and stood up. He extended his hand towards me and said, 'Hi Dawn. I heard that you're a big fan of mine.' So many thoughts ran through my mind as I shook his hand. I stared at that mouth of his that I was in love with and instantly imagined sucking on those lips. I know that I had a huge smile on my face as I nervously said, 'Hi'. Still holding my hand, Toby smiled and said, 'Please sit and talk to me.' He guided me to the love seat and we sat next to each other. I looked up at Tony and mouthed a silent 'Thank you' before he turned and left the room. Toby asked someone to get me a drink, then introduced me to a few people that were nearby. As we sat idly chatting about music and concerts, I nervously crossed my legs. Immediately realizing that my mini skirt was riding up my thigh, I placed my hand at the hem holding it in place. I noticed Toby's eyes traveling from my strappy high-heeled shoe, up my bare leg to rest on my thigh a moment before looking into my eyes with a smile. His eyes never leaving mine, he reached over and placed his hand just above my knee. I instantly felt a jolt of electricity scorch through my body. A quick intake of breath and my pulse was racing. I also felt the instant wetness between my legs, reflexively squeezing them together tightly. Hoping that he didn't take that as rejection, I smiled at him and relaxed my thighs. His hand lingered a moment before he released my knee and stood up. 'Excuse me,' he said loudly over the noise of the chatter and music. 'Can I get a little privacy?' As everybody began exiting the room, I uncrossed my legs, and reached for my drink that was on the coffee table. My glass was half empty by the time the door was closed and we were alone. He headed toward the bar and said, 'Let me make you another drink.' I finished my drink as he headed over to me and set my fresh drink on the coffee table in front of me. He sat next to me again on the love seat, turned towards me and softly asked, 'Are you comfortable? Can I get you anything else?' I leaned back, spreading my legs slightly and responded, 'I'm fine, thank you. Everything is perfect.' We stared at each other for a few moments before he placed his hand on my thigh. His fingers curled slightly as he softly squeezed the inside of my thigh and he said, 'Tell me what you're thinking right now.' I felt my face flush and my heartbeat quicken as I answered breathlessly, 'The same thought I've had since I walked in the door'. Gently squeezing my thigh, he encouraged 'Tell me'. I slowly licked my lips, hesitantly whispering, 'I've been imagining myself kissing and sucking your lips.' He smiled that sexy smile of his and asked, 'What's been stopping you?' He leaned slightly towards me, prompting me to lean towards him. My hands gently went to each side of his head as I moved my mouth closer to his. I stared into his eyes as I covered his mouth with mine. Tentatively at first, I gently kissed him. Pulling slightly away, I stuck out my tongue to trace his lips, then softly sucked his lower lip between mine. Eyes closed now, I continued softly sucking on his lip, my tongue occasionally circling the outside of his mouth. I felt his hand slowly sliding up the inside of my thigh. I pulled my mouth from his as we looked into each other's eyes. His hand rested on my thigh, at the hem of my skirt. His other hand wrapped around my shoulders pulling me to his chest as his mouth covered mine in a passionate kiss. His tongue separated my lips, plunging into my mouth. I opened my mouth allowing entry for our tongues to dance. After a few moments, he pulled his mouth from mine. He stood up, grabbing my hands and pulling me with him. Standing together, he placed his hands on my hips and pulled me into another passionate kiss. His hands slid down to cup my ass cheeks, pressing me against him. I slid my hands up his chest, over his shoulders, then behind his neck and pulled his head towards me. Our tongues were dueling taking turns in each other's mouths as we pressed against each other. He pulled his mouth from mine as asked breathlessly, 'Tell me what you're thinking now.' I lowered my head, feeling my face flush again, looking at our chests pressed together. He moved one of his hands from my ass, cupping my chin to force my eyes to meet his and said, 'Tell me.' A bit shy, I huskily said, 'Well, I was thinking that your lips are not the only thing that I've fantasized about sucking.' He smiled down at me, and then released my chin as he pulled me tight against him. I felt his bulge press against my stomach and I suddenly felt dizzy and weak in the knees. He whispered against the top of my head, 'I would love that.' Suddenly the nervousness was gone. Confidence and passion overtook me as I pulled away from him and lowered my hands to his belt buckle. I smiled up at him as I unfastened his belt, then unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. I slid my hands around his waist, under his jeans grabbing his ass and pulling him tight against me. I arched my back a bit and pressed against him as I cupped his ass cheeks. I gradually slid my hands to the waistband of his jeans and pulled them down his thighs. Pulling away from him slightly, I looked down between us to see the bulge in his boxers. My hand moved towards him, softly caressing his cock through the thin fabric. I heard his quick intake of breath as my hand made contact, then he moaned softly as I continued to gently stroke his cock. I smiled up at him, watching the emotions cross his face. I couldn't resist kissing him again as my hands moved to the waistband of his boxers and tugged them down. I felt his hard cock spring free between us as I removed my mouth from his. I placed my hands on his shoulders, turning him then pushing him down onto the love seat. He sat there with his jeans and boxers wrapped around his ankles looking up at me. Staring at that sexy smile of his, I stood between his legs smiling down at him. He began to reach up towards me and I pushed his hand away, letting him know who was in control. I stood there a moment before kneeling down in front of him. As I did this, I placed my hands on his bare thighs and began caressing them. I twisted my wrists so that my fingers were curling and caressing the inside of his thighs, slowly moving closer to his erect cock that stood pointing towards me. I licked my lips in anticipation, slightly leaning closer towards the head of his cock. I slid my right hand up his thigh, then wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, gently squeezing. I watched him as he closed his eyes and let out a soft, slow moan. My hand slid slowly up his shaft, then slowly back down. Gently squeezing with each stroke, I continued sliding up and down his hardness. After a few moments, I held my hand still at the base of his cock and waited for him to open his eyes. As he opened his eyes, slightly glazed over, I moved my mouth closer to the head of his cock. Stretching and flattening out my tongue, I licked the head of his cock as if taking a lick of a lollipop. I stared into his eyes as he watched me continue to lick the head of his cock. I pointed my tongue as I traced around the ridge of his cock head, swirling around and around occasionally probing the little slit at the tip of his cock. I slid my hand up his hard shaft as my lips sucked him into my mouth. I felt him slightly buck his hips as my tongue flattened against the underside of this cock while I took him deeper into my mouth. I moved my hand back down to the base of his cock as my lips followed. Closing my eyes to savor the sensations I was feeling, I moved my mouth up and down his hardness, taking him deeper with each stroke and gradually increasing my pace. I moved my left hand to his hip as my right hand lowered from the base of his cock to curl my fingers around and gently squeeze his full balls. His hands were on each side of my head, his fingers tangled in my hair gently moving with me as I bobbed up and down his cock. After a few minutes, I heard him moan loudly as his fingers gripped my head to pull me away from him. Breathlessly, and through swollen lips, I told him 'It's ok, I want to.' Pulling me up with him, he pushed me back and stood up holding me in front of him. He slid his hands up my arms to my shoulders and slid the spaghetti straps of my top down my arms exposing my bare breasts. I pulled my arms free of the straps as he bent over, lowering his head and covered my erect nipple with his mouth. His hands slid my top down to my waist then held me by my hips. My hands grasped his shoulders as I arched my back while he sucked my nipple into his mouth. His tongue was swirling my nipple inside his mouth as he pulled my hips tighter against him. His mouth released my breast as his hand slid up to cup it, before moving his mouth to my other nipple. I gripped his shoulders, moaning as his hand and mouth tortured my breasts. He slid his hands down my sides, resting on my hips for a moment before reaching between us to unfasten the button of my skirt. He slid the zipper down, then curled his fingers into my waistband before sliding my skirt from my hips. His hands moved up to cup my breasts as I felt my skirt slide down my legs to fall at my feet. He gently massaged my breasts, his mouth alternating from one nipple to another. He removed his hands from my breasts and slid both his hands behind me as he lowered me onto the coffee table until I was lying down. He used his knees to spread my legs as he lowered me. Kneeling between my spread legs, his mouth still sucking my breast, I felt his fingers hook into the waistband of my panties before pulling them down my thighs. He moved backwards a bit so that he could bring my knees together to slide my panties down my legs and off my feet. His hands cupped the back of my knees pulling them apart so that he could position himself between my legs again. He slid both hands up to caress my breasts, as his mouth continued the assault on my nipple. Not knowing when he lost his hat, I realized that my fingers were entwined in his blonde curls pulling his face tight to my breast. He pulled his mouth from my breast, then slid his lips towards my stomach. His tongue traced circles and swirls, occasionally kissing and gently sucking my skin. His hands slid down my sides, softly squeezing my hips. As his lips reached my pelvic bone, he lifted his head, his hands moved to my thighs and gently pulled them further apart. When I realized that he wasn't moving, I opened my eyes and lifted my head to look down my body at him. He was kneeling between my legs, his mouth hovering close to my wet slit, smiling back at me. I watched as he stretched out his tongue, his fingers pulling my folds apart as his flat tongue licked the length of my slit. My head fell back and my hips bucked with the sudden sensation. He continued licking the length of my wetness in long, slow swipes. I felt his fingers gently pull my wet lips apart, as his tongue gently probed inside of me. He began slowly thrusting his tongue in and out of me, gently circling and caressing the inside of my pussy with each inward stroke. My fingers curled in his hair encouraging and guiding his head. My whole body was on fire, my arms and legs tingled with the quickly approaching orgasm. He pulled his tongue from me, to be instantly replaced with his finger. As his finger began slowly exploring the inside of me, his lips moved to my neglected clit. As he sucked my clit into his mouth, I felt my orgasm course through my body. I gripped his head and let out a small scream as I felt my pussy contract around his finger. He continued slowly thrusting his finger in and out of me and his mouth and tongue played with my clit until the contractions of my pussy subsided. His mouth and fingers lingered for a few moments before he pulled away from me. Struggling to sit, I held his shoulders and leaned down to cover his mouth with mine. I felt my wet pussy press against his stomach as his arms wrapped around my waist pulling me tight against him. His mouth opened against mine as I thrust my tongue inside and tasted my juices. He was sitting on his heels, as he pulled me down onto his lap. I began grinding against him, pressing his hardness against his stomach. I kept my mouth on his as I leaned back a bit to reach between us and unbuttoned his shirt. I slid my hands up his bare chest, massaging his shoulders as I pushed his shirt down his arms. As he moved his hands from my hips to free his arms from his shirt, I lifted my ass back to the coffee table and pushed his shoulders onto the loveseat. I pulled my lips from his mouth and began trailing kisses down his neck to his chest. I stuck my tongue out and began swirling around his nipple. As his nipple hardened, I sucked it into my mouth and heard him moan. After a few moments, I moved my mouth to his other neglected nipple and gave it the same treatment while my hands moved over his arms and shoulders. 'Oh, baby,' he said huskily as he reached for my nipples and began gently squeezing, pulling and rolling them between his thumbs and fingers. I moaned against his chest before pulling my mouth from his nipple and sat up on the coffee table. I looked down at him lying against the loveseat, still sitting on his heels. My feet were on the floor on each side of his lap. I spread my legs and ran my hands across my breasts, then slid them down my stomach. I spread my legs further as I slid my fingers across my wet slit as I whispered, 'See what you do to me?' I pulled my wet finger to my mouth, sucking it in and moaning as my other hand continued caressing my wet pussy lips. He lifted his ass off his heels to kneel in front of me. Then placing his hands on the coffee table on each side of my legs, he pushed me and the table away from him. I Love This Bar I grabbed hold of his shoulders, pushing him back as he swung his legs from under him. On my knees, I straddled his lap while I covered his mouth with mine in a passionate kiss. His hands reached to my hips pulling me down towards his long, hard shaft. I lifted slightly as I reached between us to grab hold of his hardness. Gently stroking and squeezing, I guided the head of his cock to my slick entrance. I pulled my lips from his, looking into his eyes as I slid the head of his cock up and down my wet pussy lips. After a moment, I positioned his cock head at my entrance moving my hands to his shoulders. I smiled at him as I impaled his hardness, my dripping canal enveloping him and we both let out a loud moan. I held still a moment savoring the feeling of fullness, then began to slowly lift and lower back onto him. He grabbed my hips moaning, 'Oh, baby ... oh, baby,' as I continued sliding up and down his length. Placing my hands on his chest, I arched my back and began taking him deeper and faster. His hands on my hips lifted and pulled me onto him harder and harder until I let out a small scream when my orgasm made my whole body convulse. I collapsed onto his chest as he continued guiding my hips up and down his hard cock, gradually slowing the momentum. After a few moments he pulled me off of him, twisting me around to bend me over the coffee table. Still recovering from the shattering orgasm, I melted against the coffee table as I felt him kneel behind me, pulling on my hips as he separated my legs with his. When I felt the head of his cock at my wet, swollen entrance, I lifted my upper body and pressed against him. His hands gripping my hips, he plunged inside of me. 'Oh God ... yes!' I yelled as he plunged deeper and harder, pulling me against him with each stroke. The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against each other, moaning and heavy breathing as we continued thrusting against each other. I pressed back to meet each of his quick hard thrusts as I felt his hand slide from my hip to reach beneath me. As soon as he pinched my clit, I exploded onto his fingers and cock, instantly feeling him explode within me. He held my clit as we slowed our pace, both of our bodies quivering as our orgasms subsided. His cock still embedded within me, he collapsed onto my back, the weight of him flattening me onto the table. I felt his hot, ragged breath in my ear as he said, 'Ohhh darlin.' I smiled breathlessly beneath him as I felt his softening cock slip from me, our combined juices running down my thighs. After we caught our breath, he lifted himself off of me saying, 'Sorry about crushing you,' as he caressed and massaged my ass. I lay still for a few moments, enjoying the sensations he was causing. After one final squeeze on my ass, he pulled away. I lifted and twisted around to see him sitting on the love seat, his head resting against the back, eyes closed and a smile on his face. I knelt in front of him, placing my hands on his thighs. When his eyes opened, I smiled at him and lowered my mouth to engulf his wet, soft cock. As soon as I sucked it into my mouth, I felt him twitch and begin to harden. 'Oh, God,' he moaned as I continued to clean him. I slid my hand from his thigh to take hold of him while I moved my mouth to his balls, taking each one in turn into my mouth. I ran my tongue around and around his balls, licking him clean before my mouth returned to his cock licking up and down the length of him. He continuously moaned and made little thrusts into my mouth as I took him deeper and deeper. As he hardened, his hands moved to each side of my head. He tried to pull me from him, moaning, 'You're gonna make me cum.' 'I wanna taste you,' I said as I pulled away from his hands. 'Please baby, I wanna taste you ... fuck me ... let me have you,' I pleaded as I took him back into my mouth. His grip loosened on my head as I bobbed up and down his hard cock. I heard him moaning and breathing hard as I took him deeper and faster. I slid my fingers down to curl around his full balls, gently squeezing as I sucked him in and out of my mouth, my tongue swirling around him, then flattening and pressing against the underside of his cock. I moaned as I felt the head of his cock begin to twitch in my throat. Both of our moans filled the room as I felt the first spurt of his hot liquid in the back of my mouth. I swallowed and continued stroking him, milking him as stream after stream slid down my throat. His fingers were gripping my hair, slowing me until he was empty. I pulled away from him, kneeling and looking up at him. His head was resting against the back rest, looking down at me through curtained eyes as he said hoarsely, 'Oohhh myyyy God.' I smiled at him, licked my lips and sat on the coffee table. I reached for my drink and watched him as I gulped it down. Staring at his mouth turned me on, so I set my glass down, stood up and began searching for my clothes. He sat up quickly and asked, 'Where are you going? You don't have to leave.' I laughed as I watched him struggle with his jeans that were tangled around his boots. 'Yes, it's time for me to go,' I said as I pulled my top over my head. He stood before me, his jeans pulled up but undone as he sheepishly sang the line , 'Why don't you just crash here tonight?' I laughed, my heart swelling and my stomach fluttering as I responded, 'You know I can't.' I pulled on my skirt. As I was fastening it, he reached down and picked my panties up from the floor. 'Well then, I'm keeping these,' he said with a smile. He stuffed them into his pocket then reached for me. Pulling me close, he covered my mouth with his. He pulled back after a few moments, looked me in the eye and asked, 'Can I see you again?' My heart was pounding with excitement. I stared at him as I told myself to calm down - that was probably just a line. 'Well, I'm here until Monday. But I know that you have a concert tomorrow in L.A.' I said after a few moments. He grabbed my upper arms, pulling me tight against him as he kissed me again. When he released me, I said softly, 'I do come to Vegas at least twice a year though, and you perform in Chicago at least once a year.' He stared at me for a moment and then quickly released my arms. He reached in his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. I watched as he walked over to the bar, picked up a pen and scribbled something on a business card he had pulled out of his wallet. He walked back to me, handing me the card and said, 'I wrote my cell number on the back. Will you call me when you're here, or when I'm in Chicago?' I looked at the card thoughtfully before picking up my purse and stuffing the card inside. As I turned and headed for the door, he asked, 'Will you call me, Dawn?' I turned to look at him, combed my fingers through my tangled hair and said seductively, 'Perhaps.' Then turned and opened the door, saying over my shoulder, 'After all, I am your number one fan.' I Love This Beach! I can't help it, I love threesomes. This story is true except for the ending and that's because the ending hasn't really happened yet. ------------------------------------------- Every day for the past six months, I walk my dog on a quiet bay beach. While the ocean beaches here in the Hamptons are among the most beautiful beaches in the world, the bay beaches ain't chopped liver. Plus the facts that I can walk him anytime I want as long as I pick up after him (the town has plastic doggie-bag dispensers in the parking area), that it's close to where I live and that during the week, it is usually empty, makes this beach ideal. Except for the holiday weekends when families fill it, the beach stays deserted. This is one of those places that the locals keep secret. Quite often, locals come down here in the evening for the spectacular sunset and to fish for blues and the occasional striped bass off the bulkheaded dead end of the road. Sometimes my dog, Buddy, and I walk by the lone topless woman or nudist. There was a young camp counselor who came to the beach on her day off several weeks in a row. She had a fabulous body and liked to sun topless. I loved her thonged butt. We struck up a little friendship but I haven't seen her lately. Occasionally, I meet up with a friend and we shoot the shit for a while. On this particular day, I saw Arnie's car and another car parked along the end of the road. My dog and I hopped out of the car for our walk. I grabbed my water bottle, my bamboo beach rollup and a towel. As we walked (and he went in for a dip), I noticed a couple swimming and off in the distance, Arnie sitting under his umbrella. As I approached him, he said, "Hey, waddya say, it's my buddy Ray! Hanging which way, Ray?" "To the left and loose as a goose, Dr. Seuss!" I said. "It's Ray's lucky day! I have a jay!" "Enough with the rhyming, Arnie! My brain is slow today." We sat on the sand and toked up on his mellow weed. Buddy ran around for a while and then returned to the shade of the umbrella. After a while of talk about the Yankees, politics and pussy, Arnie said that he'd had enough beach and was leaving. We started to walk back together. The couple were now out of the water and laying out on their blankets. Buddy, a very friendly mutt, ran over to them and sat down in the sand under their umbrella. I bid Arnie goodbye and went over to get him. As I approached their blanket, my eyes popped out of my head as I took in the woman's incredible chest. They were a little younger than me, I guessed, probably in the mid-fifties. He was a tall handsome guy in good shape, balding and with a three-day beard. She was about 5'4 with reddish-brown hair and a pretty face. Her body was pretty good and it looked like she exercised. She wore a tan one-piece suit that held her D cups up high. I guessed that about half her tits were exposed and the cleavage was so deep you could lose something in there. She had some impressive rack. I tried to get Buddy to leave but he was noshing on a vanilla oreo that the man fed him. The woman seemed vivacious and asked me to join them. "While he eats, would you like a cold beer," she asked?" "I can't turn that down. My name is Ray." "Hi, Ray. I'm Emily and this is John. We just moved out here a few weeks ago and discovered this beach today. This place is outstanding." "Yes, it is. I love this beach." "Is it usually this empty?" "It is during the week. On the weekends, it gets a little busier...maybe twenty people." "Twenty people on three miles of pristine beach? That works for me," commented John. "Is this a nude beach, Ray?" "Not officially, Emily, but the law says that as long as a man can be topless on a beach so can a woman - unless it is a 'family beach' and clearly marked as such. As for total nudity, I often see people further down the beach sunning naked. Sometimes I skinny dip, too, but way down the beach far enough so I can see anyone coming." "John, I think we found our beach!" I got up to go and couldn't help but notice a lightly damp spot in her tan-clad crotch. I think she noticed me looking but I wasn't sure. I rousted my dog and we headed back to our house. The next day, Tuesday, was as beautiful as the prior day. When we got up to the beach, I saw only their car, a Lexus SUV, parked. We walked down the beach and I noticed that they had set up further away. As I approached, I saw that Emily was topless and on her stomach. John was nude and threw a towel over his butt as I approached. Buddy ran off down the beach. "Hiya folks. Getting into the rhythm of this place, I see." "Yes, this is an excellent beach. You're the first person we've seen in the hour we've been here," said John. "Care to join us?" He offered me a beer. "Thank you, I will." I really was hoping to get a look at Emily's tits. "It's hot today...but there is a night light breeze every now and then. No green-head flies either," added Emily. "Yes, it is hot today. I've been working and sweating all morning and am looking forward to a swim which I intend to do after I finish this beer and this cigarette." "That's a regular cigarette? Can I bum one," he asked? "Sure...and yes, it is a regular cigarette. I haven't had anything to roll in months." "We have a couple already rolled," offered Emily. "I love this beach!" I said. Emily took a long joint from her bag and lit it. As she leaned up on her elbows, I got my first glimpse of her bodacious ta-tas. And they were nice. My mind instantly created an image of my face in them. John sat up and threw his towel over his lap but not before I noticed that he penis was long, thick, circumcised and shaved all over. Emily passed the joint to me. I coughed. "Wow. This herb kicks ass," I said. "Yeah, it's a bit wacky," smiled John. Buddy returned and was now sprawled out under the umbrella, rolling on his back and enjoying himself immensely. "Do you mind if I sit up," asked Emily? "Except for the fact that I'll probably get an erection, Emily, no, not at all." "You can join us if you like," said John, "I'll keep a lookout." Emily took the joint from John and sat up. Her breasts were very large but fairly firm and did not sag much. Here nipples were large pink buttons. As I assumed, I got hard. "Come on, join us," she said, "Get naked!" I stood up and dropped by shorts. My hard cock bounced as I sat down cross-legged. "Sorry for that," I said. "Oh, don't be silly. Don't be sorry either. You have a nice looking cock," she said. "Thank you," I replied, "it doesn't get too many compliments lately." "Why not? Aren't you married?" "No. I'm divorced and, too be honest, I haven't seen such beautiful breasts up close in too many months." My cock wasn't going down and as I smoked more, it seemed to want to stay that way. The weed was really affecting me and it made me a bit more loose-tongued, silly and self-conscious. I tried some small talk. "So, where did you move to?" "We found a beautiful house just a few blocks away. Where do you live?" "I'm also just a few blocks away. I'm renting a small place on Jericho Lane." "We're on Jericho Lane, too!" said John. "We bought the modified saltbox next to the big house with the white gates." "Oh sure, I know that one. It's about a block away from me." I noticed that both Emily and John were staring at my dick. "I'm going in for a dip," I said, "maybe this thing will go away." I jumped up and ran into the water. John did the same and soon, we were swimming in deep water. I saw a car pull up to the parking area, stop for a few minutes and then turn back around and pull away. I took that moment to get out of the water and towel off. Emily was idly scratching Buddy and listening to her iPod. I looked down at her bathing suit bottom and imagined the rest of her body. She relit the joint, opened another beer and passed them to me. I sat down on my rollup and started to get seriously wasted. John came out of the water a few minutes later, toweled off and applied sun screen. I realized that sitting naked in the sun was not a great idea and I took the sun screen and covered my self. Emily sat up again and we made a little circle as we passed the joint. "I see that you like the hairless look, John." "Yes, Emily and I have been hairless for years." Visions of her shaved slit ran through my head. "Have you ever tried it?" "Yes. A few years ago, a girlfriend shaved me. The itching drove me crazy though and I let it grow back. It never did grow back as thick as it was." "You have to give it time and continue to shave it until you get used to it," he said. It was getting late and Buddy was getting antsy. I got up and pulled my shorts on. "We have to go. I have to stop in town. I'll see you folks tomorrow. Thanks for the buzz." "Wait a moment, Ray," said Emily, "what are you doing for dinner tonight?" "I thought I'd have my leftover Chinese food." "How about coming over to our place at seven for a barbeque instead? Nothing fancy. Ribs and Sausages, okay?" "Sounds delicious," I said. "I'll see you at seven. Can I bring anything? Wine?" "That would be nice," said John. "And bring Buddy, too." Buddy and I walked down the road to their house. I wore a light blue Polo and a pair of clean tans cargo shorts. It was hidden from the road by a privet and a long driveway. John welcomed us at the door and took the bottle of Merlot. John was dressed nearly identically. He ushered me in. The house was beautiful with a high beamed ceiling and a wall of windows that looked out to a pool and a beautifully landscaped private backyard. Emily came out of the kitchen and gave me a sweet kiss. She, too, was dressed similarly. "We could do an ad for Ralph Lauren!" she said. She ushered us out through the cook's kitchen onto the back deck. Standing there and looking out on their backyard was a trip. Mature trees and flowering shrubs curved around the perimeter. The pool was bordered by large slate tiles leading to a covered cabana at the far end. The deck was big enough to host a good-sized party and it wrapped around the side of the house where it joined a long screened-in porch filled with potted plants. There were three doors that opened onto the deck; one from the kitchen, one from the dining room and one from the master bedroom which adjoined the porch. At the corner of the deck near the bedroom was a large, round hot tub/spa. "This is some beautiful home," I commented. "You must love it." "We really do," said John. "We looked for about five years for the right house to come on the market and when this did, we jumped on it. We've moved out of our Upper East Side apartment after thirty-five years and are living here full-time now." "And we've never been happier," said Emily, handing me a glass of wine. "Good luck to both of you and welcome to paradise." We toasted. Dinner was excellent and the conversation was warm and friendly. Buddy liked the house and anointed the grounds several times. He especially enjoyed cleaning our plates. We sat at the table for a couple of hours chatting about the East End and polishing off two bottles. We all cleared the table but Emily pushed us back outside with a tray of pot, rolling papers and an old water pipe which John filled with Sauvignon Blanc. John and I were quite buzzed when Emily returned and in short order, shed caught up. "This sure is good pot," I said. "I haven't been able to get any good weed since my friends moved down south. One was a Southampton cop, one was a surfer/bartender and one was a Shinnecock who had a hydroponic growing house on the rez. I miss good weed." "My son, John Junior, gets it for us. In fact, he's coming out with his girlfriend this weekend and I'll ask him to bring extra." "That would be awesome, John. Just tell me how much cash you need. I'd love some good smoke." "I'm so glad we met you, Ray," said Emily. "Perhaps you'll help us get the lay of the land." "It would be my pleasure, Emily." Buddy was spread out on the deck and snoring away. "Speaking for Buddy, it would be his pleasure, too." "He's a very sweet dog," she said, "friendly and good natured. Like his master." I smiled and thanked her. She asked me about my history on the East End and I told her about the houses I'd owned during the thirty years of my marriage. "Ooh, you owned a house on the water! That must have been a wonderful place." "Yes, it was. We had great times there and I raised my children there. I really miss that house. It had everything, including a dock into the bay." "You can't get a dock permit anymore, you know." "I surely do, John. I wish I still had that house but I was forced to sell it in the settlement." "Did it have a pool?" "Yes, a beautiful tear-shaped pool with a black bottom that reflected the sky. I had an old-fashioned redwood hot tub, too. I think I miss that most of all." "Well, ours isn't redwood but it has lots of jets and it feels wonderful. John, what do you say? Shall we?" John pulled the cover off the tub and started the heater. "We need about fifteen minutes. Just enough time for some more of the water pipe." Fifteen minutes and several long tokes later, the tub was ready for us. Emily went into the bedroom and returned in her robe holding towels. "I'm ready," she said as she set the towels on the chair and dropped her robe. Immediately, my eyes were drawn to her shaved vagina. There was a small butterfly tattoo on her pubes. For a woman of her age, she was in damn good shape. Even her little belly was sexy. She slid into the tub and turned on the bubbler. "Well, what are you two waiting for?" John and I were naked in seconds. The tub was big enough for six and we slid in. I thought John would take a seat on Emily's other side but I found myself in the middle. Right away, the hot swirling water melted me and let out a deep, satisfying groan. "I sure have missed this. After my divorce, I rented a place on the bay in Noyac. I had a tub there, too, and it sure helped my dating!" "Do you have anyone these days," Emily inquired. "These days, Emily, I couldn't get laid in a private girls school if there wasn't another man for a hundred miles. Sorry to say, my only significant other is my hand!" "Why is that? Do you suppose it's your age?" "I'd have to say that's a big part of it, John. I haven't met anyone I wanted to date in a long time. Another problem is that I had a bunch of girlfriends that were much younger than I so I might have set the bar too high. And finally, I'm pretty broke these days and you have to have the lean green to date women out here. It's an expensive place, you know." "So what do you do." asked Emily? "What do I do? I look at a lot of porn and I masturbate a lot, that's what I do?" "Have you ever thought about expanding your options and being with a man? There are a lot of single gay men out here." There was a long silent pause as I considered how to answer that question. "Have I made you uncomfortable, Ray? I'm sorry if I did." She turned to me and took my hand. Her large breast nestled in the crook of my arm. "Emily sometimes doesn't edit herself, Ray. She can be very uninhibited." "Yes, I can see that, John. Emily, I will try to answer you as honestly as I can. You see, I love a woman's body and I have always been a pussy hound. Since my divorce, I have fulfilled most of my fantasies and one of them was bisexual sex. I have been with a couple of men and, to be honest, I enjoyed sucking cock. I just didn't enjoy them. I have been in a bisexual orgy and I enjoyed that and I have been in several threesomes and I enjoyed those very much. I decided that being with men one-on-one didn't do it for me and so I haven't pursued that direction." Now, there was really a long silent pause. I noticed that Emily's nipples were hard and at attention. I looked at John and he was smiling. "Do you find that amusing, John?" "No, not at all, Ray. You misread my smile." He got out of the tub to refill the water pipe. He was sporting an impressive erection. He returned and got back into the tub, this time a little closer to me. "I was smiling because having a threesome with another man has been a long time fantasy of ours. It's been a part of our bedtime talk for years." "It's true, Ray. We've never done anything like that. Oh, we've been to all nude beaches and we really like being naked but we've never introduced another person into our bedroom. We've talked about going to an adult swinger resort in the Caribbean and we've talked about placing an ad online, but we've always chickened out." Emily was quiet as she admitted this. She was also becoming more uninhibited as her body touched mine a lot more. "Have either of you had any experiences at all?" "Not since college, Ray. I fooled around with my roommate a few times and Emily once had sex with one of her teachers. All the rest has been watching porn together and talking about it." "My affair with my teacher wasn't very good. I think she enjoyed me a lot more than I enjoyed her. Except for John, I've never had any other partner. But I sure do have a lot of fantasies." All of our hands were under the water. I placed my hand on Emily's thigh and I lightly stroked it. I slowly moved it up until I moved it up and across her pussy and then back down. She took a sharp breath. "Tell me one, Emily." "Okay. We sometimes watch gay porn. Ever since John told me that he and his roommate used to suck each other, I find it hot and something I would like to see. Sometimes we play when John sucks on my dildo." "And how about you, John?" I placed my other hand on John's thigh and caressed it as I moved slowly up to his penis and stroked it. He put his hand on mine and did the same. With my other hand, I took Emily's hand and also brought it to my penis. She was surprised when she felt John's hand there. "I haven't had a cock in my mouth since I was a sophomore but I really liked it. I'd do it again but only with Emily beside me. You know, beside my own, yours is the first cock I've touched since then. I feels nice." We sat touching each other for several minutes until it became too much. Since we'd been in the tub a long time, we were becoming prunes. I suggested we get out and cool off. The three of us got out and jumped into the pool. We got out and toweled off. Emily poured more wine and John refilled the pipe. Emily led me into the screened porch. Buddy followed close behind. The porch was decorated like a Persian tent, with carpets, deep couches and lots of pillows. We sat on the carpet and passed the pipe around. Emily's vagina was dripping wet. She leaned over and kissed me. I kissed her back and opened her mouth as we frenched. John watched and smoked as I placed my hands on her tits and caressed them. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds in my palm. I felt her fingers wrap around my cock. John took a deep hit and began to cough. We broke our kiss to see if he was all right. It took him a minute or two to recover. "Wow. That was some hit!" he said, "that dazed me." "Are you okay now, honey?" "Yes. You can go back to what you were doing. I was really turned on watching you." "No," I said. I gave Emily the pipe. "Here Emily, you work on this while I work on this." I took John's cock into my hand. "John, come here and stand in front of me. I want to suck your cock while Emily watches. Then we'll switch, okay?" He didn't answer. He just stood up in front of me. His cock waved at my face. I leaned forward and licked the head. Emily moaned. I licked the head a few times and then licked down along the bottom of his dick until I got to his sac. I nuzzled his large hanging balls and gently licked them. I lightly sucked one into my mouth and then worked my way back toward the large plum-shaped head. I took his shaft in my hand and slowly fed the head into my mouth. I sucked him like this for a bit and then took more into my mouth. I looked over at Emily who was watching intently and pinching a nipple. I began to suck on him in earnest. He had reached his maximum length of around nine inches and I couldn't get much more. His dick was fat and it filled me. I went back to the head and sucked on the soft, spongy meatus and then withdrew. I Love This Beach! "That was so hot, Ray," she moaned. "I've waited so long to see that and it was sooo hot." I took the pipe from here and relit it. I took a deep hit and passed it to John who did the same. "It's my turn," he said. "I've also waited a long time for this." He got on his knees very close to where Emily sat. He wanted her to watch him. I stood over him. Emily placed her hand on my ass and took my dick in the other. "Suck him, John. Suck his hard cock." She fed my cock between his lips. He sucked my six inches as far as he could and started to gag. I backed off. He held my balls and began to lick along my shaft. Emily moved closer and they both licked the shaft and kissed each other at the same time. I reached over and squeezed her breast. "Can we move this into the bedroom," she asked. John stood up and with Emily taking a dick into each hand, we walked through the door onto the bed. "Lay down on your back, Ray. I want to see my husband make you cum." I lay down as John got between my legs. He started licking my balls and my asshole. His hands grasped my cheeks and he rubbed his thumbs gently around my pucker. Gradually he moved back up to my cock and started to bob his head up and down my pole. Emily was moaning again and telling him what a good cocksucker he was. She swung her leg over my head and squatted down onto my face. I inhaled her fragrance and I believe it added an inch to my dick. She was so wet and juicy that she was dripping on me. I pulled her hips down and ground her pussy onto my lips. I pulled her back and forth so I could suck on her nubbin. I lifted her and swung her back so I could lick her butt and jab my tongue into it. I moved her so I could push my tongue into her canal and suck her streaming juices. I did this several times until I found her clit again and began to tongue circles around it. She was flooding my face. John was seriously sucking me. He got passed the gagging and was now bobbing all the up and all the way down. My hips began to buck and shake. I knew that I couldn't take too much more of this. His tongue was running up and down along my vein. Emily was moaning and saying things like, "Suck it. Good, Johnny. Make him cum." My first shot hit the back of his throat. He pulled off so Emily could see my spurts shoot into his mouth. "Don't swallow it, Johnny, don't swallow it." I filled his mouth with cum as Emily bounced on my face. "Yes, oh yes.....aaaaaah, yes." She was cumming and she was drowning me, too. She leaned forward and I heard her kissing John as they passed my cum between each other. At last, she rolled off my face with a deep groan. "Oh, that was good," I said, "that was as good as it gets." I lay there limp. "Fuck me, Johnny. Fuck me hard." She lay on her back and spread her legs wide holding her thighs. John got between them and plunged his dick into her. I did something I'd been waiting to do. I kneeled over her head and slid my wet dick between her massive tits. She was moaning again. I did this for a couple of minutes and then moved over to lick and suck on a nipple. John was pounding her and I moved lower again. Eventually, he leaned back and let me lick her clit and his sliding cock at the same time. This put him way over the edge and he began to cum inside her. He slid out and pushed it between my lips where I caught his final blast as he arched his back. Once he came, he collapsed on the bed. We lay there motionless for a few minutes until we heard John snoring. "He's done for the night," she said. She took my hand and led me to the bathroom and into the large shower stall. It was fun soaping her lush body, caressing it and nibbling on it. I could have soaped her tits for days. Eventually, she turned it off and toweled me down. I returned the favor. Placing her finger to her lips, she took my hand and we went out onto the porch again. "Here," she said, "take some pot. We'll get more on the weekend." "Are you kicking me out?" "Yes, I think that's enough for one night." "Did you enjoy it?" "I loved it, Ray. I loved every minute. I loved watching my Johnny fulfill a long-standing fantasy we share. And you sure can eat pussy. You made me cum so hard...even thinking about it now is getting me wet again. I may have to use my rubber cock." "I have a better idea, Emily. Get down on your hands and knees." I threw some big pillows down and she did as she was told. I walked around to her head and pushed my cock between her lips. I let her suck me for a few minutes. Then I moved behind her and mounted her doggie-style. One hand played with her tits or sometimes traveled down to tickle her clit. She was loving this as she pushed back pushing me in deeper. Her vaginal muscles sucked me in and it only took three or four minutes before I was spraying her insides. As I finished, I turned her over and moved into a sixty-nine so I could suck my cum out of her and make her crazy. She cleaned my cock while I held her buttocks and got as deep into her snatch as I could. With my nose in her vagina and my lips lightly sucking on her clit, she began to squeeze my head between her raised thighs. "Oh...oh, God...yes...yes...yes...yesssssssssss." She was squirting and I was not missing a drop. And then she collapsed flat on the floor. I licked her clit again but she pushed me away saying,"it's too sensitive. Enough, Ray." I got up, got my clothes and got dressed. Standing over her and looking at this delicious spent woman was a vision I knew I'd keep in my head for a long, long time. I woke Buddy. Finally, she got up, put on her robe and walked me out to the front of the house, Buddy at my side. "I want to do this again, Ray. I want to do a lot of things with you and John. We have a lot of fantasies of satisfy and a lot of fun ahead. I have to admit that while sex is always good with John, tonight was killer." "Will I see you two on the beach tomorrow?" "You better!" She pulled me to her and we swapped tongue. I put my hands into her robe but she pushed my away, pushing my toward the driveway. Buddy and I walked back home under a half-moon. I literally reeked of pussy. I loved every moment of it. I did see them at the beach and in their home many times after that. I'm not sure they have any fantasies left to accomplish. Perhaps we can come up with some new ones.