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Holiday Party

By: Jennitalia



"Finger foods, done. Drinks, done. Kitchen is clean and house is spotless! Whew! I'm so ready for this party to be started!" she says. "Now, I can get ready!" I run upstairs, take a quick shower, get my makeup on, do my hair and head to closet. "Hmm...what do I wear? I'm thinking I don't want to wear anything provocative because then the wives start getting catty that their husbands are gawking at my big boobs but nothing too homely because then everyone will think I am boring and won't speak to me! It sucks to be a new employee at the office, especially when I have been asked to have the monthly get together at my house. I got to leave a good impression with my co workers. Ah, I know what I am going to wear! I pull out the dark blue v neck wrap around dress. It's not too low cut but it leaves something to the imagination. The dress is knee length and loose fitting which means that I'm not being too obvious yet it looked relaxed. The door bell rings...

I go downstairs, open the door and let in 2 couples. Then a few minutes later, more couples come in. After a few hours of chatting, drinking and snacking on food, I take a minute to look around and everyone is having a great time, talking and laughing. I also notice that there is no unattached person in my house, except me. Well, guess I'm having sex with myself tonight. Welp, guess I'm going to clean up a little while people are having fun.

I go into the kitchen and lay the dishes down on the table. One of the utensils falls to the floor and I lean down to get it. When I get up, I feel a warm body pressed against my back. My first instinct is to turn around to see who it is but instead I keep collecting the dishes. I start thinking maybe it's one of the drunk husbands may have mistaken me for his wife so he will leave. But, the warm body stayed put behind me. Slowly, I felt hands coming around both of my hips then gently moved up my stomach, gliding to my bottom of my back, up to my shoulders. His hands start massaging my shoulders and it feels good. He takes his hands, wipes my long curly red hair away from my neck and I feel his bearded face brush against my neck and wet lips touch my skin. Mmmmm, this is so nice! I stop what I am doing and bring my hands up to caress his head. His short hair feels silky as I put my fingers through them. As my arms raise up, I arch my back and my ass feels the hardness of his pants. His hands come to the front and cup my breasts. He rubs my tits circling around my hard nipples. His fingers pull down the top of my dress and he slides a hand inside my bra and pulls out a breasts. He moans in my ear. The vibration sends chills down to my pussy so I thrust my ass into him.

I bring my arms down and put them behind me so I can undo is belt, button and zipper. As I pull out his cock, I feel my dress lifting up from the bottom, exposing my thighs and ass. He slides my thong aside and he slides his hard cock inside of me. My tight pussy takes his large dick going back and forth in me. I lean forward and he spreads my ass to expose my pussy lips devouring his dick. He moans deeper as his thrusts inside me. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls on it. As he fucks harder, he pulls harder. Damn, this feel fucking amazing. I don't want him to stop! He stops deep inside me then slowly pulls out, then quickly throws my skirt over my ass, covering me back up. After gathering my bearings, I realized that he left the kitchen so I rearrange my top, put the dirty dishes in the sink and head back to the living room where everyone is. I look around to see men with bearded faces and almost all the husbands have them! Could this be a co worker's husband or a co worker? Guess I will have to figure this out on my own in due time.

Holiday Party



My wife Jen and I are your typical middle class family. We met almost thirty years ago and had been at each other side ever since. Jen had just turned fifty four while I am going to be fifty six in a few months. We still love each other very much, and have an open line of communications between us. I had read many stories on here how husbands had share their wives with other men. I got to admit it is a huge turn on to read about how another man takes a man's wife and uses her in a dominant manner until she can't take it anymore. I don't know why it turns me on so much, and I get extremely excited reading those type of stories, but never in my imagination did I ever think it would happen to me one day.

I had mentioned to Jen about sharing her with another man a few times in the past. She didn't seem too interested at the time, but we kept the lines of communication open between us. I also didn't know in my own mind if I was capable of watching her get fuck by another man. Maybe I was bit on the chicken side to actually follow through with it, or maybe I needed another man to take charge and take my wife right in front of me. I felt extreme arousal along with the sense of jealousy, and those emotions only added to my overall excitement of wanting to see Jen get fucked by another man while I watched. The more jealous I gotten the more aroused I felt. I don't know if I am the only man out there who had felt this way or not, but it had an overpowering effect on me. 

It had been last month when Jen and I had been invited over to a friend's house for a holiday get together. We had known Alan and Margie for many of years, and each year they invite us to their annual holiday party. There were a number of guest invited including some we hadn't met before. One of them was a gentleman who works with Alan named Rick. Rick was in his early forties, and had been divorced dad for the past five years. 

Rick was a fit handsome guy who had grabbed Jen's attention. He was quite the woman's man, and he sat with us most of the evening chatting about a lot of things including how great Jen looked. I got to admit Jen still looks great for her age, and even still today she turns me on just as much as the first time I met her. Jen stood there innocently in her dark blue dress while Rick's eyes roamed about her body most of the night. In a way I guess I am a lucky at my age to have a wife who still had the sex appeal and passion for sex. I tried to convey to Jen how sexy she still is, but as she had gotten older she began to believe otherwise. She felt less attractive and didn't think men wouldn't adore her anymore. Rick had been the first man in a long time to praise Jen in such a manner that gave her a sense of being desired again. 

Rick couldn't believe that Jen was fifty four, and asked if she gets hit on a lot in her office. Jen felt a bit embarrassed at first, but after a few margarita's she began to open up. Jen rarely ever drinks, but for some reason she decided to have a few. After a while Jen began to get a bit giddy, and she loved even more the attention Rick had shown her. She laughed at his humor, and I got to admit I felt a wave of arousal and jealousy come over me watching her react to his every word. I did my best to stay out of their way for the most part and let Jen just enjoy the moment. She really needed this at this point in her life, and she felt a bit down more than usual after turning fifty four just a few weeks earlier. She felt less attractive now than ever, and she knew she wasn't getting any younger.

Rick never back down with his comments, and he continued to praise my wife for how great she had looked. It had been almost two hours later when Rick asked if Jen and I wanted to come over to his place for a nightcap. He had a special bottle of wine he had been saving for a special occasion, and thought tonight would be the perfect opportunity to share it with the both of us.

Jen looked over at me, and I just shrugged my shoulders leaving it up to her. She told him that we would love to come over, and we then followed him back to his place a short time later. When we arrived we took a seat in his living room while he went downstairs to retrieve the bottle of wine. 

A few minutes later he returned with three glasses and the wine. He poured each of us a glass and took a seat next to Jen on the couch. He began to praise her once again how great she looked that night, and he wish he could find a woman like her. He played Jen and myself like a well-tuned piano, and I began to see what his ultimate goal was. He wanted nothing more than to fuck Jen that night, and when she stood up in her tight blue dress I instantly noticed Rick's eyes glued to her nice curved ass. 

Jen was vulnerable and naïve as was I, and when she got up to use the restroom a few minutes later Rick asked me if I had ever thought about sharing Jen with another man. I told him it had crossed my mind, but that I didn't think I had the balls go through with it. He told me that it would be a great experience for the both of us, and that I would enjoy it more than I had ever thought. He had been with other couples in the past, and said it was some of the best experiences of their lives. I sat there somewhat emotional about it, and Rick had me seriously considering it. Things were happening at a fast pace, and when Jen returned from the restroom a short time later my cock was already throbbing.

Jen once again sat down next to Rick on the couch. She thanked him for having us over, and how nice of a gentleman he was. She told him she couldn't believe it hadn't remarried by now, and that he needed to date more women. Rick played Jen nearly perfectly, and told her some bull on how hard it had been on him since his divorce. He then gave Jen a hug and the two of them embrace for several seconds as I sat across from them. A short time Rick reached over with his arm and placed it harmlessly onto Jen's shoulder. He slowly began to massage her shoulder as Jen sat there and said, "That feels so good!"

He then reached over and gave Jen a gentle kiss on the cheek a few minutes later. Jen sat there quietly and didn't make any attempt to stop his advances. Rick knowing how much she liked it placed his hand down onto Jen's thigh. He now had her right where he had wanted her, and a few minutes later ran his hand up underneath Jen's dress. She quickly felt his hand up against her blue color panties, and her eyes began to shut periodically. Her soft but subtle moans now began to radiate throughout the living room. She felt an instant wave of arousal come over her, and Rick pulled her lips towards his and embraced her with a seductive kiss. It had been a few minutes later when Jen reached over and placed her hand down onto the bulge that filled the front of Rick's pants. 

Rick's cock began to instantly swell up, and Jen quickly began to undo the front of his pants. She pulled out his huge cock seconds later that left us both nearly speechless. Rick's cock was quite the specimen, and it had to be easily be in the nine inch range. It easily dwarfed my own cock by several inches, and had surprised Jen by its sheer size. I now knew why the women wanted him so badly, and it wasn't just because of his looks or his tight body.

Jen ran her hand over the shaft of his hardening cock for the next minute or so. She then glanced up at him and moved her head down into his lap. She began to worship his lovely cock as she ran her tongue up and down the shaft of his cock. A few minutes later she inserted his cock in between her lips. She began to suck hard on his raging cock as she could barely take on half of it. Rick stood there with a smug look on his face as I watched Jen's head bob up and down onto the shaft of his large cock. He continued to look over my way every few seconds wanting to see my reaction to my wife sucking his cock. I felt a bit out of place, and I heard him say to Jen, "That's it baby! Suck that big cock in front of your husband! Show him how much you like sucking my cock!" 

He now had control over Jen, and a short time later he pulled her up to her feet. He gave her a long kiss on the lips for several seconds before leading her upstairs to his bedroom. I followed several feet behind each of them, and watched as Rick placed his hand right on my wife's ass.

Once inside his bedroom he immediately began to undress. He had removed all of his clothes as Jen stood there and stared at his pristine body. She then undid her dark blue dressed and let it slip down onto the bedroom floor. She then reached back and unhooked her bra freeing her big lovely tits. She teased him a bit as she slowly worked down her panties only a few feet from where I sat. 

The two of them began to embrace once again. Jen now felt his hard cock up against her exposed body, and I sat there with my cock pushing hard against my pants. They kissed and hug for a good few minutes before Rick laid Jen down onto his bed. He crawled over top of her, and he began to suck and lick his way down every inch of her lovely body. When he reached her aroused pussy he began to tease her with his tongue for the next several minutes. He had Jen good and wet, and he moved back on top of her.

"You want me to fuck you in front of your husband?" he asked her.

"Oh god yes! I want you to fuck me!" Jen cried out right in front of me. 

He told Jen to relax as he slid his big cock into her swollen pussy. She immediately cried out and told him to take it slowly. Rick for the next several minutes took his time with her as Jen's orgasm slowly began to build. She felt a wave of arousal come over her that she hadn't felt in years, and Rick said to her, "That's it baby! Let yourself go! Tell me how you want to cum on my big cock!"

Jen was now on the verge of a powerful orgasm, and her body began to tighten as her fingernails dug deeply into the skin of Rick's back. Her eyes began to close, and her breaths increase in a rapid pace with every passing second. She no longer could take it, and Rick said to her once again, "That's it baby! Cum all over my big cock! Do it!"

I sat there with mix emotions at that exact moment. Part of me wanted to see her cum hard on his cock, while another part of me wondered if this was going to change our lives forever. I had read many of stories how once a woman had been with a man with a big cock that there is no going back. I guess it didn't really matter any longer at that point, and there was very little I could do about it now. Rick then slid a few more inches of his cock deeply into her. It had been just minutes later when I heard Jen suddenly cry out, "Oh god, I am cumming!"

Jen rarely ever orgasms with my cock inside her, but with Rick's cock she had one of the most prolific orgasms of her adult life. She came extremely hard on his cock, and Rick asked her afterwards if she like it. Jen barely could acknowledge him as she nodded her head in a positive manner. He then rolled Jen over on top of him and pulled her chest down against his. He held tightly onto the cheeks of her lovely ass, and he began to ram several inches of his cock deeply up into her. I watched everything unfold from behind, and I had a good view of his big cock as it slid in and out of my wife's pussy at an alarming rate. I couldn't believe how tight her pussy was around the shaft of his big cock. 

My cock nearly exploded at that exact moment, and I can't tell you how aroused I was watching him fuck my wife right in front of me. I hadn't been this aroused in a very long time, and I would had done anything at that point if Rick had asked me to. I now knew what it was like to watch Jen get fucked by a dominant man.

It had been only minutes later when Jen once again cried out into another intense orgasm. It shook her body like never before, and left her moaning and crying continuously out. She told Rick how wonderful of a lover he was, and how much she loved his big beautiful cock while I sat there listening to her every word. 

It had been shortly after that when Rick had Jen get onto all fours. He made sure to position her head towards where I sat, and he moved in behind Jen's nice round ass. He began to fuck Jen hard once again from behind, and I heard her cry out to him, "Oh yes! Oh yes! Give it to me!"

Jen loved being fucked by his big cock from behind, and he looked over at me with complete confidence and said, "You like watching your wife get fucked from behind?"

He now grabbed the back of her hair raising her head up off the bed. I sat there in almost disbelief, and I heard Jen cry out, "Fuck me! Fuck me!" again and again. She wanted his big cock more than ever now as she felt a massive orgasm building. Rick continued to pound her good and hard for the next several minutes as Jen scream out yet again into another sensational orgasm directly in front of me. Her facial expressions told me everything I needed to know about how powerful her orgasm was. 

Her body had weaken to a point that she no longer could stay up on all fours, and Rick immediately stuffed a few pillows underneath her hips for support. He then told Jen to spread her legs even wider apart, and he now held tightly onto the cheeks of her ass with both hands pulling them farther apart. Jen now felt the wrath of his big cock as Rick slammed all nine inches of his cock deeply into her. It opened her up like never before, and I heard Jen cry out into the sheets, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! It is so deep!"

"You want to cum again baby?" Rick asked her a few minutes later.

It set off a chain of events that would possibly change our lives forever as Jen felt another orgasm building. Rick then said to her, "That's it baby! Cum again for your husband!"

Seconds later I heard Rick's big balls slamming into my wife's ass as she screamed wildly out into the sheets. She came hard once again all over Rick's big cock right in front of me seconds later as Rick looked over at me and said, "Oh fuck! I am going to cum all over your wife's ass!"

I now stroke feverishly on my own cock as I felt a powerful wave of adrenalin come over me. The thought of watching another man cum all over Jen's body was way too much for me to handle. A few minutes later I hear Rick grunt loudly out as he pulled his raging hard on from Jen's pussy. I watched as his cum skidded across the cheeks of my wife's lovely ass directly in front of me. I could no longer take it, and I began to cum hard all over myself just seconds later. Rick's big cock now hovered over top of Jen's lifeless body as he had just conquer her. He then got up off the bed and walked directly past me leaving Jen still trembling on the bed. 

I looked over at Jen on the bed as she tried to regain her composure. His cum now covered the cheeks of her ass, and I know knew what it felt like to have my wife taken in front of me by a dominant man. I now understood why it is such a turn on for so many husbands out there. I also could see how men out there would love to have been in Rick's position. I never thought in my wildest imagination I would someday be in a position like this. 

We left shortly after that, and I noticed a difference in Jen's demeanor over the next few weeks. When I asked Alan about Rick a few days later he told me that he had a reputation with the women, and that he had played around with a few married couples in the past. Alan had no idea that Jen and I were one of them, and I didn't say a word about it to him. He had warn me about him, and I quickly changed the conversation to something else.

I now truly understood the power of another man's cock had on Jen, and especially a man who is very well-endowed. I noticed the other night in the bedroom while making love that Jen desperately tried to pull me deeper inside her. She wanted to cum badly on my smaller cock, but in the end she couldn't. I know she needs his cock more than ever, and just recently I had the urge to let him fuck her again in front of me. I don't know if what I am feeling is normal or not, but the idea of being his cuck seemed to be appealing to me. I can't tell you how aroused I was last time, and wonder what might happen next time around.

I now wonder if we should meet with him again. I still get aroused just thinking about it and I am sure there are plenty of men out there who would love to had been in Rick's position, I guess we will see what happens from here.



Holiday Party Among Friends



My wife, Vicki, and I have been married three years now and we have a great relationship. We both have good jobs, a good home, and we trust and understand each other completely. But you learn something new everyday...

We moved into the neighborhood just over two years ago, as my company offered a large promotion, but it meant a transfer to go with it. Vicki was all for it as we had not gotten a place yet to truly call our own, and this was the perfect opportunity.

Since we moved in we've met other acquaintances, two couples in particular. We have become very good friends with these couples, to the point that the six of us spend most of our social time in each others company (most of the time the guys get together and/or the girls get together). Us guys will get together for golf, football Sundays, or poker night; the girls will go out shopping or a night on the town. We've also gotten together many times for parties or backyard barbeques and such. 

I especially enjoy the times that we can get together as couples. Why? Because all three women are gorgeous! OK, I truly enjoy and value everyone's friendship, but being able to look at and flirt with these women are a definite added bonus. Don't misunderstand me though, I would not cheat on my wife, but c'mon, every red-blooded guy has that 'other women' fantasy, right?

Let me back up a little. Vicki is a beautiful woman; Blonde shoulder length hair, deep green eyes, and a killer body. She stands 5'4", 115 lbs and a nice D cup chest. Trust me, my sex life is not disappointing. We've talked about our fantasies, and discovered that we each fancy the idea of our own threesome with two persons of the opposite sex, but we also agreed to leave them as just fantasies so as to not jeopardize our relationship.

Mike and Lexi is one of those other couples. Lexi is a tall (5'10") brunette with wavy hair that hangs to the middle of her back. Though her tits are smaller, she has a great ass, but I think it's her dark brown eyes and full, red lips that I find myself fantasizing about wrapped around my...

Oh, sorry, back to the story. Jim and Melissa is the other couple. Melissa is a tanned athletic blonde with deep blue mesmerizing eyes. She's always wearing tight fitting clothing that shows off her assets, proving that her hot little body is as hot as her looks. Oh, how many times I've dreamed of having her lying naked underneath me...

Anyway, Vicki had gone shopping with the girls. You know, that 'Day after Thanksgiving' madhouse event that all women go nuts over? She came home from her day, exhausted. I made us some dinner, then later she brought it up. She and the girls had an idea. Why not the six of us get together for a Christmas party? Even though I thought it was a good idea, I was informed of the details before we could even discuss it. Turns out that the girls decided on it and had it somewhat planned before any of their guys had a say in it.

Who was I to argue?

The party was planned for New Year's Eve at Jim and Melissa's place. Vicki and I spent Christmas Day and the day after at her folks, but Vicki spent many hours at Jim and Melissa's in the couple weeks leading up to the party. This was, in my observation, to be a bigger event than a simple evening get-together.

The day of the party arrived. All day long Vicki had been acting kind of weird; I could tell she was up to something, something out of the ordinary. She would give me 'glances'-just quick little looks to see if I was paying attention to what she was doing. She was also especially playful; she, on many occasions throughout the day, would come up to me and kiss me deeply, aggressively, and rub my dick through my pants, then quickly pull away and walk away when I tried to get my hands 'busy'. This is not uncommon, really, but she did it more frequently and more aggressively than usual. And the fact that she'd be denying me sex for the past week made me somewhat wonder what she was up to. She even prepared herself for the party in a different room than me. Although it wasn't formal dress of any kind, she did pretty herself up extra special; more than needed for just the jeans and sweater that she was in.

The party was to start at 7:00pm. We arrived at Jim and Melissa's at right on time. Jim led us in the front door; Melissa was nowhere to be seen. Jim took our coats and gifts, then led us directly to the dinner table as dinner was just about ready. Mike and Lexi were already seated at the table. Lexi, as well as Melissa (she appeared as she served dinner), were looking extra beautiful tonight, just as Vicki was...

We all enjoyed our dinner and shared some small talk. When we were all finished everyone helped in clearing the table, then Melissa announced that it's time to start the party and escorted everyone to the basement.

From being in their home many times before we knew that their full size finished basement was more of a recreation room than anything else. As I went down the steps I could tell that something extra special was set up down here. I entered the room and was amazed at how it was decorated. The stairs entered the basement in the center, but against a wall. On the left side of the room a dance floor had been assembled, equipped with streamers of silver, that hanging mirrored ball, and many lowly-lit lights. There is a small spare bedroom just off the corner in this end of the room. The right side was more conservative, decorated of a more romantic, subtle Christmas theme. Two couches put to an 'L' shape, facing a small decorated tree, and a few scattered decorations on the walls. 

Holiday music was quietly playing throughout the room (they had a sound system installed in the walls). There was a small wet bar tucked partially under the stairs. 

The girls took their respective partners and led them immediately to the dance floor. It was all slow-dancing music playing as Vicki put her arms around me and pressed herself into me. We danced to a couple of songs, and then Vicki looked up. "We're under mistletoe" she whispered. I looked up too, and sure enough, there it was. There were no more words spoken at that moment, I just looked deeply into her eyes then kissed her--it began softly, but quickly became much more aggressive. I could feel her squeezing me, pressing her breasts into me, trying to merge her body into mine. 

But it all ended too quickly. We were interrupted by Melissa. "Sorry to interrupt, but may I cut in?" she asked. Vicki and I looked at each other, briefly, and then she winked at me. 

"Sure", she said, and then stepped away. At that moment, as she started to walk away, I noticed that Lexi was now dancing with Jim and that Vicki was headed toward Mike. Melissa moved right in. I was surprised when she moved in against me, just as tightly as Vicki was. I loved it, having Melissa's body fully pressed against mine, but I felt a little embarrassed as I was sure that Melissa could feel the semi-erection that I had gotten from Vicki. I took a glance over at my wife to see that she was just as 'snug' with Mike, as was Lexi with Jim. 

After a couple minutes of dancing (for me it was actually a couple minutes of running my hands over her body) Melissa, just as Vicki did, pointed out that we were under mistletoe. I looked up and took notice that yes, we were under mistletoe, but it just so happened that there was a lot of mistletoe hanging over this dance floor. How convenient, I thought. 

I so wanted to move in and get intimate with Melissa. I again took a quick glance over at Vicki, to find her in a deep kiss with Mike. I also noticed that Jim and Lexi were in a deep kiss. I had mixed emotions about what seemed to be happening, but Vicki seemed to be enjoying herself, so I eagerly went with it. I kissed Melissa, very openly, very deeply. As we kissed, she seemed to melt into me even more. I could feel the firmness of her breasts as they pressed into my chest. I could also feel her pressing her pussy up against my thigh, and I'm sure she could feel what was now my FULL erection. She rubbed against me even harder when my hands were squeezing her firm, tight ass.

But just as I thought we were getting started Melissa broke it apart. As if on cue, all three couples broke apart and the women went to the guy they hadn't yet been with, meaning Lexi came to me. She didn't even bother to try to dance, she just moved in and she picked up with me right where Melissa left off. Lexi, too, pressed her body into me while we kissed, as I was running my hands all over her. She, too has a nice, firm ass, and is probably the better, more intimate kisser of the three women.

It all ended, though, just as quickly as it started. Melissa's voice broke the 'mood', and our kiss. She announced that it was time we should all open our gifts. We all separated and headed for the couches. Jim went to the bar to pour us all a drink. Sitting with our respective partners, Vicki and I sat together on one couch while Mike and Lexi sat together on the other, while Melissa sat on the floor to retrieve gifts from under the tree. As soon as we were seated, Vicki and I looked at each other. "I love you." She whispered to me. "I hope you're enjoying the evening." I looked into her eyes and could see the sincerity, and could also see that she was indeed enjoying herself. Jim handed us our drinks, then sat next to Lexi on the other couch.

"I love you too", I whispered back, and we moved in for a quick 'peck' kiss just as Melissa handed us the first gift. 

Over the next hour or so we all opened a couple of gifts each, taking our time and taking turns out of respect for the others. We all seemed to be enjoying each other's company, and surprisingly without much sexual tension in the air.

After all the gifts were opened Melissa stood up. "It's time for the surprise gifts!" she boasted with a big smile on her face. "Ladies?" At that moment Vicki turned and gave me another quick kiss. She then sprung to her feet and joined the other girls. They quickly turned and headed for the small bedroom over behind the dance floor. I looked at the other guys, and they returned the same puzzled, but somewhat excited look that I was giving them.

When the girls returned, I could not believe my eyes. They came out and lined up, standing in front of the couches so that all of us guys got a good look. Each girl was wearing a Santa hat, a red thong, and matching red high heels. That was it. There were three beautiful bodies and three pairs of firm, gorgeous breasts staring right at us in all their glory. Each girl also had a small gift wrapped box that they here holding in their hand out in front of them (On their way out Melissa also had a large bowl that contained several more of these gifts, in which she placed under the tree just before they lined up).

Melissa broke the jaw-dropping silence. "Each of you may select one of these gifts we are holding. You must take turns opening your gift."

"And you must wait your turn before you open yours," Lexi added.

"Or you will not get to have it." as Vicki finished their statement. Then she looked at me, smiled, and gave me another of 'those' winks.

I barely heard them as I was still staring at the amazing sights in front of me. Finally comprehending what they said, I looked at the other guys.

"So who's going first?" Lexi questioned. After a short pause amongst the guys, who are obviously still getting over our shock, Jim volunteered. 

He got up and stepped in front of Melissa, who was standing as the middle of the girls. This was no surprise that he chose her gift, seeing the uncertainty of what was going to happen. He took her gift, and then looked her in the eyes. She smiled at him, and then told him to sit down and open it. He did so, and as he got it open he pulled out a folded-up piece of pink paper. Melissa then told him to read it out loud.

"Hi, this is Vicki." He read. "My gift to you is a blow job for ten minutes, if you can last that long, but you get it only if you claim your gift right now."

Vicki walked over to me and handed me the gift she was holding. She then turned around and walked up to Jim. She got on her knees in front of him and assisted him in opening and removing his pants. I felt a ping of jealousy strike through me at this moment, but also a lot of excitement at the possibilities that seemed to be about to unfold. I understood the situation at hand (or should I say in their hands) and just let it happen. Whatever was to happen tonight I hoped we could talk about later.

She went right to work. She used her usual technique on him: she'd lick up and down the shaft a few times, and then lick circles around the head, then take it several inches into her mouth and move up and down on it a few times, then repeat the whole process. Every once in a while she'll try to take it all, and on a good night she'll be able to do it, but she can only hold it for a couple of seconds. 

Tonight was a good night. I knew just exactly what he was feeling as I knew her and her technique well. I was getting more turned on than I thought I would just watching my wife give another guy head. I'm not sure how he lasted the entire time without cumming, especially at the end when she deep-throated the one and only time she actually did. 

When she stopped he groaned in disappointment as he must have been very close to orgasm. She crawled up his body and kissed him, deeply, but just for a second, then sat back down on the floor between his legs.

She then looked at me. "It's your turn." She stated to me. "Open your gift."

I did so, and when I unfolded the pink paper inside, I read it aloud. "Hi, this is Lexi. My gift to you is a blow job for ten minutes, if you can last that long, but you get it only if you claim your gift right now." 

Lexi went over to Mike and handed him the gift she was holding, then she stepped right to me. I watched her beautiful face as she got down between my legs, and proceeded to remove my pants. So many times I'd fantasized about this moment with her doing this exact thing, and now it was going to actually happen. Nothing could have prepared me for this; it was even better than I'd dreamed. As she was working on me I kept watching her eyes, then her lips, then her eyes, then her lips, trying to savor and mentally photograph every moment. But it felt so good I couldn't concentrate on anything else other than the sensations she was giving me coupled with the sight of her gorgeous eyes looking right at me and her pink lips wrapped around my cock. I got closer and closer the more I watched her work. I knew I was about to explode, but I'm sure that my time was about up. I didn't want her to stop. EVER. Just then, as she was fucking me with her mouth, she gently grabbed my balls, started to fondle them, and gently pinched, with her other hand, that sensitive spot that a guy has just under his balls. That did it. I came and came hard. I expected her to pull off of me, but she didn't. She took my entire load. She actually continued to move up and down on my cock while I came, which made me cum even harder and longer, and she swallowed most of it while she did. 

She finally pulled off of me, but not before I was completely drained. As I sat there she made no effort to move, just sat there and gently massaged my balls while looking over at her husband, who was already, very quickly, opening his gift.

It took Mike no time at all to open his gift wrapped box. "Hi, this is Melissa. My gift to you is a blow job for ten minutes, if you can last that long, but you only get it if you claim your gift right now. Oh, and by the way, Vicki will be assisting me." 

Melissa and Vicki moved in on Mike at the same time. It was quite erotic to actually watch two beautiful women give a blow job to the same guy at the same time. He was in heaven as these two worked on his cock, taking turns licking and sucking and sucking and licking. I bet they weren't five minutes into it when he announced he was going to cum. Both girls moved in close together as Melissa pumped him with her hand. As he shot his load, Melissa took most of it on her face. He shot hard and long, some getting in the girls' hair and on their chests. When he was done the girls took quick turns cleaning him up with their tongues, then cleaning each other off the same way.

After a few moments of awkward silence Lexi spoke up. "Are we ready girls?"

The girls all got up and stood in the middle of the area, just as they did when this first started. Melissa grabbed that bowl of gifts and presented it to the other girls, who each took another gift and placed it in their hands. Melissa chose hers, put the bowl back under the tree, and re-joined the other girls.

Jim was up in no time. This time he took the gift Lexi was holding. He sat down, opened it, and pulled out another pink piece of paper.

"Hi, this is Vicki again. I hope you enjoyed your first gift. I'm going to lie down on my back, and Melissa is going to sit on my face. I'm going to lick her until she has a screaming orgasm all over my face. While this is going on you may fuck me for however long it takes for Melissa to come, but when she does, you're done. You may do this only if you claim this gift right now.

With that read, the girls started to move around. Vicki brought her gift to me while Melissa brought her gift to Mike. Lexi sat on the couch next to me. Vicki then laid down on the floor with Melissa standing over her. Jim was off his couch on his knees. When everyone was in place, Melissa got down to her knees and proceeded to remove Vicki's panties. As she was just in front of Jim, Melissa asked Jim to remove her panties for her; he was more than happy to oblige.

Melissa then took her place over Vicki's face, facing toward her feet. Vicki used her arms to hang on to Melissa's thighs and went to work. I noticed that both women were hairless down there, a big turn on for me. Melissa immediately started moaning aloud, giving Jim his signal that he could claim his gift. He moved in between Vicki's legs, spreading them wide. He took her ankles into his hands and pulled her legs up, then positioned his cock head at her opening. Melissa took hold of his cock and helped him to slide it into her. He had to pump in and out a few times to get it all in, but when he did he left it there for a moment, and then started a slow but steady rhythm. He and Melissa began kissing and running their hands all over each other. They stayed this way for a short few minutes, but you could tell that Jim was quickly picking up speed. 

So was Vicki. By the way Melissa's moans were coming out Vicki was working her over good, too. Jim bent over slightly and took a hold of Vicki's breasts, then started pumping her with much more authority. Melissa was close as she took a hold of Jim's shoulders just to keep herself upright. Within seconds, Jim was giving Vicki all he had. How she kept from exploding I'm not sure, but she kept working on Melissa well enough to cause her to explode at the same time as Jim. They both let out loud moans and groans as their orgasms hit. Melissa had her head thrown back as she wailed in her passion. Jim still had himself buried deep inside my wife as he pumped load after load of himself into her. 

When they recovered Jim and Melissa kissed briefly, then as she got up he pulled out of Vicki and took his place on the couch, leaving Vicki lying on the floor, panting heavily. 

Lexi told me to open my gift, so I did. "Hi, this is Lexi", I read. "While Vicki lays on the floor I'm going to eat her out until she cums. As I do this, my ass will be sticking up in the air. Do with it as you please. Your time is up when Vicki screams in orgasm."

Lexi was in place with her face in Vicki's pussy before I was done reading. With the state that Vicki was in I knew I didn't have much time. 




Holiday Party Time



I reached out for a towel as I stepped from the shower, and wrapped it around my waist without bothering to get dried, knowing that I'd dry off soon enough in the heat of the early morning sun. I grabbed another towel and rubbed my hair as I walked through the bedroom and out onto the balcony of my hotel room. The heat hit me straightaway -- it was going to be another hot day, which was hardly surprising as the heat wave that had hit southern Europe had lasted over a month already.

I looked across to the Turkish coast, which was only a few miles away from this part of Kos. The hills were shrouded in a mist which would soon burn off as the sun rose higher. Glancing over towards the hotel pool, I spotted a few people already sat out despite the early hour, eager to enjoy some sun before it became unbearable. I didn't mind the heat, so I was happy to take my time. After all, I was on holiday -- a holiday I really needed.

I tossed the towel over the back of a chair, sitting down as I brushed my sandy hair back with my fingers. I swung my legs around, and rested my feet on the balcony rail. I slide down a little in the chair, the towel around my waist coming loose as I got comfortable. I closed my eyes and leant back, enjoying the feel of the sun on my face.

I'd been here for just over a week now, with the rest of the fortnight I'd booked still to come. The hotel suited me fine -- it was fairly up market, in a quiet location, with a good pool and no kids around to spoil the quiet break I was after. All I wanted to do was to try and relax after the last six months, after the change of jobs I hadn't planned, after an accident that took several weeks out of my life -- and after a bitter divorce from a woman I should never have married. 

Thankfully there were no kids involved, but that was hardly surprising given that our marriage lasted about five minutes. And that felt too long! I laughed to myself -- when I made mistakes, I made them big time! But at least I was still young enough to get on with my life.

Still smiling, I stood up, not worrying as the towel dropped away from my waist. I made a half hearted grab for it, and trailed it after me as I walked back into the hotel room. I glanced around, looking at the usual jumble of half worn clothes that I always managed to collect on holiday. I grabbed a pair of shorts from the chair I'd dropped them on the previous evening, and looked around for some swimming trunks. I soon found what I needed, and walked back through the sitting area to the bedroom. 

As I walked, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. I'm not normally vain, but I had to stop and look as I realised how well my tan was coming on -- and how white my bum now looked in contrast! I know it's probably not the best thing to do, but somehow having a tan has always made me feel good, especially now. At a little under six feet, I suppose I'm of pretty average height, but my time in the gym has at least kept me lean and firm.

I reached for my cock while I stood there, idly stroking my shaft. I grew rapidly, my cock standing out thick and firm within seconds. It was hardly surprising given the lack of exercise I'd had in that department over recent months! 

"You must be feeling better," I told myself in the mirror, before walking back towards the bedroom, my cock waving in front of me as I gathered up some more clothes before dressing quickly.

I walked down to breakfast, my bag over my shoulder. I felt happier and more relaxed than I had all week, perhaps for months. I wandered through the restaurant and out onto the veranda. I quickly found a table out in the open, and smiled brightly at Eleni, the waitress. The restaurant staff were happy for you to sit wherever you liked, but somehow having met Eleni on my first night at the hotel, I was more than happy to stay in her area. Maybe the fact that she was extremely pretty was something to do with it!

"How are you this morning?" she enquired in her slightly accented English.

"I'm feeling great," I told her emphatically, her eyebrows rising at the strength of my feelings.

We both smiled, and chatted for a few moments while she poured the coffee she knew I'd have to kick start my day. We talked as I took longer over breakfast than I normally would, as she popped back to the table. She really was easy to talk to, and we talked far more than over the previous few days. It wasn't long before her eyebrows were raised again as our chat became more and more flirtatious.

I couldn't help but watch her as she moved around the other tables near me. She moved with an elegant ease, and I quickly realised that she wasn't just extremely pretty, she was quite beautiful. I would guess that she was in her mid twenties, petite and maybe a few inches over five feet tall. Her hair was black, hanging half way down her back. Her olive skin looked soft, and was lightly tanned. Her white blouse clung softly to her breasts, her black skirt to her ass. Her legs were bare, the heels doing just enough to emphasis their shapeliness.

She turned around and caught me looking at her. I looked away guiltily, suddenly aware of my stirring cock, but not before I'd seen the smile that crossed her face. Suddenly tongue tied and dry mouthed, I smiled my thanks at her and left hurriedly, thankful for the baggy shorts I'd worn.

I headed straight down to the pool, and found a free sun bed and umbrella. It wasn't that hard, as most people headed off to the beach during the day, leaving the pool area nice and quiet. I dropped my bag next to a sun bed, and quickly stripped off my shirt and shorts. After pulling the sun bed out from under the shade of the umbrella, I settled down in the sun with a book.

The morning drifted by as I read a bit, swam a bit and just relaxed, retreating under the sun umbrella from time to time as the sun got hotter. From under the shade, I looked around the pool. It was a bit busier now, with most people enjoying the sun or a swim. It was mainly couples dotted around, and for the first time since I'd arrived I took a real interest in some of the women around me in their skimpy bikinis, some of them topless.

I smiled to myself yet again as my cock stirred. I rolled over on my sun bed, my brain telling me to behave, my cock saying something totally different.

After one more swim, I quickly rubbed my hair, dropped my towel back on the sun bed, and wandered around the pool to the outdoor bar for a cold beer, combing my hair back into place with my fingers as I walked. The barman smiled as I approached, and the beer was waiting for me by the time I slipped onto the bar stool in front of it. I watched the world go by as I sipped at my drink, occasionally chatting to the barman between customers.

I was only aware of the couple sliding onto the stools next to me when the barman set their drinks down in front of them. I half listened as they chatted to him for a few moments, before he went off to serve someone else.

"Hi." 

Her voice was husky, and at that moment incredibly sensual.

""Hi," I murmured back, suddenly all too aware of her as she leant closer to speak.

"So what are you here to get away from?" she asked.

I looked at her quizzically.

"Young man like you," she laughed, "On his own ... must be getting away from something."

She looked at me intently, and it suddenly struck me that she must have noticed me around the pool as much as I'd noticed her. I'd seen her most days, and found it hard not to stare. She seemed to be in her early thirties, but looked younger, about my age, while the man she was with -- her husband judging by the slim gold ring on her finger - was maybe a few years older again.

"Come on," she insisted with another laugh, "Job ... Wife ... Girlfriend?"

As she spoke, she turned towards me. I felt her leg accidentally brush against mine for just a second before she pulled it away.

I laughed with her now, "Two out of three ... and does it show that much?"

She looked at me openly, frankly, her eyes moving from my face to my bare chest. 

"It did," she told me softly, her hand resting on mine, "but not so much now."

I looked away, and gestured to the barman for more drinks, my mind a whirl of uncertainty. I turned back to her, conscious of her hand, of her leg brushing against mine again. This time it was deliberate as she pressed against me, her knee warm against the outside of my thigh.

"What about you? Are you just on holiday?" I asked, my voice catching slightly.

"Just a few days away from the children," she told me, "Twins -- and they really are a handful at times."

"Twins!" I exclaimed without thinking, my eyes dropping to her flawless body.

"I do try to look after myself," she told me softly, all too aware of my eyes raking across her softly curved body.

Her skin was totally unmarked. She was dressed in a black bikini that contrasted with her golden brown tan. Her bikini wasn't particularly skimpy, but showed off her full breasts and soft curves to perfection. Although I hadn't seen her lying out topless, I somehow knew that her tan covered all of her. Her shoulders and neck were still sprinkled with water from a recent swim, and I couldn't help but watch as drops ran down between her full breasts.

Barely able to drag my eyes away from the outline of her nipples, I glanced at her husband again. He looked tall and well built, with a broad chest and narrow hips, his hair cropped short.

"I'm Elsa by the way," she told me, before introducing her husband, Mark.

I dragged my eyes back to her face, my cheeks suddenly flushed at my all so obvious staring.

"Simon," I told them, before gesturing at their glasses and adding, "Another drink?", not sure of what else to say.

"Maybe later," Elsa smiled, "I'd -- we'd -- like that."

As she spoke, she pressed her leg against mine, the length of her thigh along mine, my cock bulging against the tight confines of my trunks. 

"See you later," she told me as she slid off her bar stool, before leaning over and kissing me softly on the cheek, her eyes glancing down knowingly.

I watched them as they walked away, hand in hand, thinking how it felt like I'd known them for a long time, rather than just the half an hour we'd been talking. And as I watched, it was the sway of Elsa's hips and ass my eyes were locked on, the way her bikini clung to her.

I didn't see them again until I went down for dinner. The restaurant was open from early evening, but I preferred to go down later, when it was quieter. I'd spent the rest of the afternoon by the pool, reading and enjoying some sun and the odd swim, but my mind was never far away from Elsa and Mark, thinking about them and wondering.

Back in my room, I showered away the heat of the day, before sitting out on the balcony and watching the world go by. By the time I'd dressed for dinner and made my way downstairs to the restaurant, I was looking forward to something to eat.

"Hi again."

It was the same husky voice.

I turned around, and smiled at Elsa and Mark as they walked towards me, the lift door still closing behind them. She was wearing a short black skirt, and a sleeveless white blouse which was unbuttoned just enough to offer tantalising glimpses of her cleavage as she moved. Her short, blonde hair was swept back, leaving her face clear apart from just a hint of makeup that emphasised her cheekbones and sparkling green eyes, her red lipstick enhancing her full mouth.

She hooked her arm through mine as they reached me.

"Why don't you join us?" she invited.

A few minutes later, we were sat together out on the veranda, watching the sun setting while Eleni added a place setting to a table that was meant for two.

Our meal seemed to fly by, and the surprise must have shown on my face when the head waiter started to drop broad hints as he walked past us for the third time about needing to close the restaurant. I looked around, and only then realised that we were the only people left.

"It has been fun, hasn't it," Elsa told me, her hand on mine again, her bare leg pressed against my thigh. "Why don't you come up to our room and help us with the bottle of wine that's waiting for us?" she added.

Her question, her invitation, was heavy with meaning. I looked from her to Mark, and it was him who spoke, who cleared up any possible misunderstanding.

"We'd like that," he told me in his deep voice as they both stood up, "We'd both like it very much."

There was something in the way that he emphasised "both", and the way he looked at me, that left my mouth dry.

"Room 632," Elsa told me as she leant over and kissed the corner of my mouth, her breasts threatening to burst free of the flimsy bra I couldn't avoid seeing as her blouse gaped open in front me.

As they walked away, I watched Elsa's soft curves, the way she moved. Mark had his arm around her waist, and as his hand slid slowly down onto her ass to caress her softly, Elsa turned and looked at me over her shoulder. I sat still for a few more moments to let my racing mind slow down, to let my bulging cock show some semblance of decency before I stood up. Then I finished my drink, and headed upstairs.

Back in my own room, I quickly changed back into some shorts, as I did every night after dinner. Without thinking anymore about it, I grabbed my key card, and headed back towards the stairs. A few minutes later, I was stood outside room 632, my heart racing. Even before I tapped on the door, it swung open and Elsa was stood in front me, her face lit up by a wide smile. She'd changed as well, and was wearing a tight vest top instead of her blouse, a top that clung to every curve of her breasts, breasts that were clearly naked beneath. 

"We hoped you'd come," she told me as she ushered me into the room.

I turned back towards her as she stepped closer-- and then she was stood on tiptoes, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me close, her breasts pressed to me as she gave me a lingering kiss, her tongue moving across my lips as I kissed her back, my hands on her hips, her tongue just slipping into my mouth for a second before she broke the kiss and stepped back breathlessly. 

Without speaking, she took my hand and led me towards the balcony. I glanced at the bed as we passed it, and at the seating area, my mind running away again. Outside, Mark passed me a glass of wine, and then raised his and made a toast to "new friends". Elsa was stood very close beside me, and as she raised her glass, I felt her body warm and soft against my arm.

We stood and chatted for a while, Elsa still close to me. We watched the world go by, the lights of the ships out at sea as they slipped between Kos and Turkey, the people far below us waiting for the taxi's and buses to take them into town. All the time, I was aware of Elsa, aware of her so close to me, aware of the taste of her kiss. I started to feel nervous, asking myself if I had misjudged the situation, but all the time I came back to that kiss, to her closeness.

"Relax!"

It was Mark who spoke, a smile on his face as he sensed my uncertainty.

"Here," Elsa told me, "sit down."

She dragged a chair around and pulled me back into it, her hands on my shoulders. She stepped close behind me, and started to rub my shoulders. I immediately sighed and leant back, enjoying her touch. She stopped for a moment, but only to lean forward, her breasts soft against me as she reached for my shirt, undoing the buttons. She ran her fingers back up over my chest and belly, scratching me lightly.

With another sigh, I pushed my head back as she pulled my shirt off my shoulders and began to rub me again. I closed my eyes as her fingers worked across the muscles of my back and neck, straying forward onto my chest whenever the fancy took her. Her touch was so softly sensual, her body so close, that I could feel my cock rising, bulging against the front of my shorts.

I could hear Elsa speaking quietly as she caressed me, her fingers never still, straying lower now, across my chest and down onto my belly again, my head pressed back against her. I groaned as I felt fingers tugging at my shorts, popping the button and easing the zip down. I eased my ass off the chair an inch as I felt hands dragging my shorts and underwear down a little until my cock sprang free.

Elsa moaned behind me, her hands pressing into my shoulders, pulling me back against her. For a moment I was confused, as a hot, wet mouth dropped onto my cock. My eyes flew open. Mark was knelt in front of me, his hands resting on my thighs, his head bobbing up and down as he sucked my cock deeper into his mouth.

"Relax ... enjoy ..." Elsa murmured, moving to my side, her hands holding me tight, as I tried to move, as I felt another man's mouth on my cock for the first time, as I felt another man touch me for the first time.

Elsa took my hands and pressed them to her breasts. She leant over me, and her tongue snaked into my mouth as she pressed her lips to mine, my skin jumping as she touched me, my body shuddering at the pleasure washing through me. I tugged at her top, my cock popping from Mark's mouth as I twisted towards Elsa. He moved as well, and drew my cock back into his mouth, his hands on my shaft and balls, a finger reaching under me to rub across my ass.

Breaking our kiss breathlessly, she stood up, her eyes locked on mine. Mark's hands and mouth stopped working their magic for a moment as we both watched Elsa. She stood up, and slowly reached for the hem of her top. Even more slowly, she peeled it upwards off her body.

Her skirt hung low on her hips, her waist pinching in above it. I stared at her smooth, flat belly, at the outline of her muscles, at the gold cross decorating her belly button. Her top inched up, the shape of her rib cage covered by a soft layer of flesh that I longed to kiss and lick and nibble.

She stopped for a moment, her top crumpled up just below her breasts. My mouth was dry with anticipation, and I moaned softly as she ran her hands over her belly and into the top of her skirt. I felt my cock jerking as I watched her hands, wondering how far down they would go, but then Elsa was pulling her skirt down, wriggling deliciously as she pushed it down over her hips and off. She turned around slowly, showing me the black thong that did nothing to hide her firm ass that was tanned as much as the rest of her, and that barely hid anything else.

Elsa looked at me as she reached for her top again. With a sudden flourish, she drew her arms up high, her breasts bursting free, bouncing lightly. She dropped the top, but held her pose for a few long, sensual seconds. I gasped at her breasts, full and firm, large and rounded, her nipples dark and erect, the rubbery flesh crying out for attention. As she stooped to kiss me again, I reached for her, her glorious breasts filling my hands as our tongues danced, my cock ready to burst.

I moaned and pulled her to me, sucking her nipples hard as she pressed herself to me, my hands all over her, touching, caressing, needing. Mark pressed a finger to my ass as he sucked on me, his tongue swirling around the tip as my hips jerked off the chair, plunging my cock deeper into his mouth. I sucked on Elsa's nipples, drawing her breasts into my mouth, unconsciously matching Mark's rhythm until I couldn't take anymore.

I came with a loud groan, a thick stream of cum pouring into Marks eager mouth. He never stopped sucking as I held Elsa tight, as the shock of the pleasure they were giving rocked me. My eyes were almost glazed as they both stood up, as they kissed in front of me, as they shared my cum. And then Elsa was pulling me to my feet, my shirt undone, my shorts around my thighs, my cock still semi erect, slick from Marks mouth and my cum.

We kissed again, her hand on my cock for the first time. I could taste my cum as we kissed, as our tongues danced across each other. I caressed her breasts, my other hand reaching down for her ass. I sensed her moving, and looked down to watch as she helped Mark undo his shorts. He moaned as she pulled his cock free, as she squeezed him.




Holiday Party Time



"I think we should help Mark out," she told me, her lips inches from my mouth, her eyes locked on mine.

Without saying another word, she led us both into the bedroom. I followed her, my eyes locked on the gentle rocking of her tanned ass. The string of her thong had disappeared into the tight cleft between her rounded cheeks, leaving her looking all but naked from behind. Mark had pulled his tee shirt over his head, and turned as he kicked his shorts off to stand naked in front of her, a bead of pre cum hanging from the tip of his cock.

The next moment Elsa was on her knees in front of him, holding his cock and licking slowly along his length. I watched, my own cock in my hand as she sucked his balls, one and then the other, before taking the tip of his cock into her mouth. He held her head and pushed forward, fucking her mouth slowly, her lips stretched around his thick shaft.

With an audible pop, his cock escaped from her mouth as she pulled her head back. She twisted towards me, her look enough to call me over to join them. I pushed my shorts off completely, dropping my shirt on the floor as I crossed the few feet to join them, my cock bobbing in front of me. As I stood beside her, she kissed my cock quickly, drawing me briefly into her mouth before turning back towards Mark. She still had her hand on my cock, and she pulled me towards her, until I was knelt beside her.

"Want to share?" she asked softly.

Her eyes may have been on me, but her lips were almost touching the tip of Marks cock as she spoke. Almost dream like, I leant forward tentatively. Mark stood still as Elsa held his cock, as she pushed it towards me, as I licked slowly across the tip, feeling, tasting, a man for the first time. Elsa leant forward as well, her tongue and lips joining mine on Marks cock.

My own cock jerked as I felt him hot and hard against my tongue, as Elsa's lips found mine, as we shared a kiss around the heavy tip of Mark's cock. They both moved, Elsa's hand reaching for her husbands balls. I felt his hand on my shoulder, and then I was sucking him, gingerly at first, and then harder, drawing him into my mouth as he rocked his hips.

Elsa was beside me, her breasts pressed against me, one hand on my cock, the other still cradling Mark's balls. His cock felt enormous as he pumped into my mouth, my tongue sliding down his shaft. For a fleeting moment I wondered how Elsa coped, how I must feel inside someone's mouth, but then I was brought back to the moment as Mark's hand moved to my head, as his hips moved faster, as his cock plunged deeper, harder, into my mouth.

He threw his head back as he came, his powerful chest thrust out, his hips jutting forward as his throbbing cock drove into my mouth. His cum burst from him, exploding into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged and tried to pull away, but Mark held me as Elsa pressed herself harder to me, as thick streams of cum filled me.

I swallowed as best I could, my mouth still full of Mark, but then Elsa was pulling me away, turning and plunging her tongue into my mouth as Mark stroked his cock, sending the last few streaks of cum flying into the air, some splashing onto my thigh, more onto the back of Elsa's hand as she held me, the thick cream dribbling onto my cock.

Even as we kissed, as we shared the feel, the taste, of Mark's cum, we were getting to our feet, our mouths locked together, our hands full of each other. We stumbled towards the bed, Elsa falling backwards, her breasts swaying softly as she stretched out. I moved to kneel between her legs, my cock jutting out. Her eyes were mine as she pulled her knees back towards her breasts, her thong wet from her juices.

"Fuck me," she begged, as she reached for her thong and dragged it to one side.

I caught a glimpse of her pussy, pink and wet, of her neatly trimmed hair, as I moved over her, as she grabbed my cock, as she guided me, as I plunged inside her, crying out with her as our bodies joined, as she writhed beneath me, her fingers digging into my ass as she pulled me close, as her hips bucked up to take my cock as deep as she could.

We fucked wildly, Mark forgotten as I drove my cock into her, her breasts squashed between us, our mouths seeking each other frantically, our tongues thrusting. Elsa cried out as she came, her sobs of pleasure echoing around us. I fucked her slowly as her nerves tingled, as she clung to me, as pleasure washed through her. I leant over and sucked her nipples, drawing the dark, rubbery flesh into my mouth as her fingernails raked down my back, as her climax ran its course.

And then I started again, slowly, with long strokes that left her almost empty and then full again. As I speeded up, Mark appeared beside us, his cock in his hand. I made room as I fucked his wife harder and deeper, as he reached for her breasts, caressing them and tugging on her swollen nipples as she cried out, and then sucking and biting them, his cock in his hand.

We came together, my cum gushing inside Elsa's tight, wet pussy, her juices flooding around me, escaping as I fucked her through our climaxes. Mark's cum shot out in thick ropes as he leant back, splattering onto Elsa's breasts and belly, white against her tanned skin.

After we had got our breath back, we cleaned up and lay naked on the bed, sipping the wine that Mark had retrieved from the balcony. The next few hours just flew by, firstly in chatting and laughing, and then sharing and enjoying each other, in fucking.

I watched as Elsa knelt on the bed and Mark moved behind her, her breasts swaying wildly as he plunged into her. I moved in front of her, holding her breasts as his thrusts drove my cock deeper into her mouth.

They shared my cock again, both of them sucking and licking me until my cum covered their faces.

I sucked Mark after he had fucked Elsa, tasting her juices on him before I sank my tongue into her waiting pussy, tasting her as she climaxed again, her juices flooding into my mouth.

I took them both, fucking Elsa as she rode me, her breasts bouncing as I drove into her body, as Mark fed his cock into my mouth.

And then at last we fell asleep on the bed, the tangled sheets wrapped around us.

It was a few hours later when I woke up. Elsa was on her side next to me, her hand resting on my belly as I lay on my back. Mark was behind her, his cock no doubt snuggled up to her gorgeous ass. I lay still for a few moments, gathering my thoughts, still not quite believing what had happened, the things we'd done.

I reached for Elsa's hand and carefully moved placed it between us, before slowly climbing off the bed and heading to the bathroom. When I came out, I quietly found my clothes, dressed and let myself out of the room, looking back just the once, my cock stirring as I stared at Elsa, at Mark, my eyes roving over their naked bodies. I hesitated, but then closed the door quickly before I changed my mind.

Back in my own room, I took a long shower before lying back on the bed, a damp towel around my waist. My head was still buzzing with images of Elsa, of Mark, of what we had done. I could still taste them both, feel them both. My cock stirred, and I automatically reached for it, stroking my thickening shaft slowly at first, and then quicker as the images ran through my mind on a non stop loop. By the time I fell asleep, long streaks of cum were reaching up onto my chest, still more pooling in my navel.

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It felt like it couldn't have been more than a few hours later that I woke up, the bright sun streaming through the window where I'd forgotten to draw the curtains. I rubbed my eyes, and quickly realised that it was later than I thought as I peered at my watch. I sat up, frowning as I felt the dry cum tugging at my skin, and then smiling as the memories came flooding back. By the time I was stood under the shower, I was grinning widely as I thought about Elsa and Mark, about what had happened.

I dressed quickly, and reached the restaurant just in time for breakfast.

"Good morning," I called out to Eleni as I sat down. 

"Hello," she smiled at me, an amused look crossing her face at my obvious good humour, before she added "I thought I'd missed you."

I caught my breath as she spoke -- it was almost as if she'd been waiting for me.

"Elsa was looking for you as well."

I looked up sharply, my mouth dry. From the way she spoke, it sounded like Eleni knew Elsa well. It was only then that I realised she had nodded across the restaurant as she'd spoken. I glanced across and saw Mark and Elsa for the first time, partially hidden behind a pillar. I started to get up to join them, but before I could move they were standing up, their breakfast finished. I heard them telling Eleni that they were going out for the day.

They both smiled across at me, and turned to pass by my table.

"Morning Simon," Mark greeted me, the front of his shorts brushing against my shoulder as he squeezed past.

"Hello again," Elsa smiled, before leaning over me to kiss me on the cheek.

I could feel her breasts warm and firm against my arm as her lips rested softly on my cheek. My head swam as I breathed in the heady scent of her, as the blood rushed to my cock.

"See you later," she whispered, her breath warm on my face.

And then with one last smile to Eleni they were gone. I watched as they left, as Mark slipped his arm around Elsa and caressed her softly.

I finished my breakfast quickly, suddenly anxious to be alone, wanting to clear my head. I called out "thanks" to Eleni and headed for the stairs. I was halfway down the first flight when I realised that I'd come out in such a rush that I'd left my bag for the pool back in my room. With a soft curse to myself, I started back up the stairs, but then changed my mind and crossed over to the lifts.

I stood in the lift alone, watching the numbers crawl slowly up towards eight. With a soft judder, the lift stopped and I automatically took a step forward. I had only just registered that the lift had stopped at the sixth floor when the doors slid open, and Elsa was stepping into the lift in front of me.

We stared at each other in surprise for a few moments, and then everything happened at once. I stepped back into the lift, Elsa close to me, her arms around my neck even as the doors closed, our bodies pressed hard together, our tongues dancing and probing as the lift moved slowly upwards again.

By the time the lift doors slid open just seconds later, I had backed Elsa into the corner of the lift, neither of us really thinking as I held her hips, as I pressed my hard cock against her. With a quick hop, she was perched on the narrow rail that ran around the lift, her short skirt high up on her thighs as I stood between her legs.

We broke our kiss breathlessly, our eyes locked together. Elsa's arm shot out beside us as she hit the lift buttons. The doors slid closed, locked, the lift not moving. 

"We've got two minutes," she told me urgently before plunging her tongue into my mouth again, our lips locked together as she reached for my shorts, dragging my cock free as I pulled her wet panties to one side. 

I stepped forward, my cock finding its own way deep inside her body as she pulled my tee shirt up, as she bit and licked my nipples, as I reached for her, cupping and squeezing her breasts through her top, her nipples erect against my fingers.

I drove into her hard, hard and fast and deep, her body jerking against the side of the lift, the mirrored walls rattling with every thrust. She leant back, her breasts swaying firmly, my hands under her thighs. She reached behind me, her fingers digging into my ass as she pulled me closer, as her pussy convulsed around my cock, as her orgasm left her shuddering with pleasure. I cried out as I came, my cum gushing into her, colliding with her juices, mixing as we clung together.

As we gasped for breath, we pulled apart, Elsa straightening her thong and pulling at her skirt as I desperately tried to force my wet, still semi erect cock back into my shorts. I pulled her to me, not wanting to let go just yet, and kissed her deeply, our tongues sliding slowly across each other. We parted with seconds to spare, the doors sliding open as we stood side by side, our fingers touching.

I stepped out of the lift, passing the few people waiting to get in. I grinned back at Elsa, before she called out.

"I only came up to get this for you," she told me, pulling something out of her pocket.

"It's an invite ... to a party ... tonight ... hope you can make it ...." she called out as the doors slid closed.

I looked at the piece of paper -- all it said was "A Fun Party -- 9pm -- Room 623."

With a grin, I shoved the paper into my pocket and headed back to my room to collect my bag.

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I spent another lazy day by the pool, swimming, reading and soaking up some sun. I didn't see Elsa and Mark again, so I guessed that they hadn't returned from their day out when I made my way back up to my room. I showered away the heat of the day, and then sat on the balcony, a towel loosely around my waist, and watched the world go by as I sipped on a cold beer from the mini bar.

The note from Elsa was on the balcony table where I'd left it after I'd got back from the pool. I put my beer down, and reached for the paper, straightening out on the table with the palm of my hand. I read it again - A Fun Party -- 9pm -- Room 623. I don't know why I was looking at it again -- the details were etched on my mind, and this was one party I wouldn't be missing.

All day long I'd been thinking of the previous night, of Mark and Elsa. If my mind did wander away from those events, it was only as far as Elsa and the lift. I felt my cock stirring yet again, and forced myself to resist the temptation of pulling the towel away and reaching for my swollen shaft.

I decided to go down to dinner early, and quickly got dressed. Eleni didn't seem to be around, so I guessed that she had the evening off. There was no sign of Mark and Elsa either, which seemed a little odd, and did nothing to ease my growing nervousness. 

I left the restaurant just before nine, and went back to my room out of habit more than anything else to slip back into a pair of shorts. At spot on 9pm I was stood outside Mark and Elsa's room. I was about to tap on the door when I found myself staring at the number -- 632. My heart flipped as I pulled the invite back out of my pocket - A Fun Party -- 9pm -- Room 623. I looked around, more nervous than ever, realising for the first time that there might be other people at the party. I swore softly to myself. Maybe it wasn't what I'd assumed after last night. Maybe I'd got it wrong. By now I was outside room 623. I reached forward and tapped quietly, the door flying open seconds later.

"You must be Simon!"

Before I could react, the woman in front of me had grabbed my hand and pulled me into the room, shutting the door behind me.

"And Elsa is right," she told me a little breathlessly, "I do like you!"

I was about to respond, when she spoke again.

"I'm Hazel, and that is Bill. Mark and Elsa you know of course -- and they've told me all about you."

As she spoke, she gestured towards where the others were stood talking, a glass of something in each of their hands. For the first time since she'd opened the door, she drew breath for long enough for me to catch mine and look around. At first sight, the room was like mine until I spotted the archway off to the right that led to a second bedroom area, with its own wide bed.

Hazel smiled as she spotted the direction I was looking in. She slipped an arm through mine, and led me into the room. As we walked those few steps, she leant against me, her head on my shoulder, her breasts pressed to my arm. She felt warm against me, warm and unbelievably sexy. As I breathed, I caught the soft smell of her perfume. I knew then that I'd seen her around the pool -- I should have realised before but her long red hair had thrown me, as normally when I'd seen her it had been tied back, but now it was loose, a wild mass around her shoulders.

She was wearing a short denim skirt that left her tanned legs bare. Her skirt barely reached the swell of her ass, and for a moment I thought that her legs went on forever. Her loose top clung softly to her pert breasts, with just a teasing hint of nipple as she moved. The back of her top was open, with just a small button at the very top and bottom, leaving her smooth, tanned back bare.

As I moved towards her, Elsa stepped forward and took my other arm, pulling me tight to her and kissing me on the cheek. 

"I'm glad you came," she purred, squeezing my arm, "I just know that we are going to have a lot of fun tonight."

The message in her voice was unmistakeable, and for a moment my legs felt like rubber. Like Hazel, Elsa was wearing a short skirt, but her top was a tight vest that clung to her breasts, the scoop neck revealing her deep, tanned cleavage. 

"I think our guest needs a drink!"

As Bill spoke, I looked at him for the first time. I guessed that he was in his late thirties, maybe early forties, a few years older than Hazel. I looked across at Hazel, but was distracted when they all turned to look towards the back of the room.

"Did someone say that more drinks were needed?" Eleni asked.

My jaw dropped as I saw her. She was a holding tray with half a dozen glasses of Champagne on it. Her dark hair was hanging around her shoulders, contrasting sharply with the white apron she was wearing.

The white apron that was all she was wearing.

It was narrow at the top, and I could see the swell of her breasts escaping at the sides, the outline of her button like nipples. There was a thin strap around her neck, and another nipping in at her waist, the apron ending half way down her thighs. 

"Champagne?" she asked, her voice sending a tremor through me.

I could barely pick a glass up my hand was shaking so much. The others followed, including Eleni who twisted slightly to drop the tray onto the end of the bed, offering me just a glimpse of her ass. Hazel raised her glass.

"To friends and fun," was the toast that she proposed.

As we all raised our glasses, Elsa adding quickly, with a sidelong glance at me, "To new friends and lots of fun."

If there were still any doubts in my mind, they disappeared as quickly as my champagne. I couldn't drag my eyes away from Eleni, from the soft curves that her apron only enhanced. I could hear the conversation going on around me, before none of it sunk in. I could feel the heavy sense of anticipation in the room, a feeling that grew more and more intense as the conversation swirling around me got louder. 

I was so distracted that I hadn't noticed that Bill was stood very close to Elsa now, his arm around her. Eleni still stood opposite me, with Hazel between us. I caught a quick glance between Elsa and Hazel, before Hazel turned and put her glass down. A second later, I felt her hand sliding down my back. My cock jerked -- and then jerked again as I saw her other hand slipping around Eleni, pulling her closer. Elsa was stood between Mark and Bill now, a delicious smile on her face.

"Guests first, I think," Hazel murmured, looking again at Elsa. 

With a smile at me, Eleni slipped away from Hazel. She turned to put her glass down, and I found myself staring at her perfectly formed ass.

"She's gorgeous, isn't she?" Hazel said to no one on particular.

All eyes were on Eleni now as she turned back towards me. She reached both hands up to undo her apron from around her neck. I gasped as it fell away from the top half of her body. Her breasts were perched high up on her chest, firm and tilted upwards, her nipples small and dark, hard like pebbles. She slipped gracefully to her knees, her hand sliding across the bulging front of my shorts as she looked up at me. Still holding my eyes with hers, she tugged deftly at my shorts, dragging them down onto my thighs as my cock sprang free.




Holiday Party Time



I thought I would burst the moment her tongue moved across the swollen tip of my cock and flicked away the bead of pre cum that had formed there. Her hand looked so small as she wrapped it around my cock and eased the skin back slowly. Her tongue ran along the length of my shaft before swirling around the tip. The next moment I could hear my own moans echoing around the room as she took me slowly into her mouth.

Behind me, Hazel was caressing my ass, her hands pushing my shorts and underwear down and off before slipping between my legs. Elsa was watching us intently, her eyes glazed with lust. Beside her, Bill was rubbing the growing bulge in the front of his shorts, his eyes locked on Eleni, watching her head bobbing up and down, her ass rocking from side to side. Mark had undone his shorts, and was stroking his cock. Memories from the previous night came flooding back as I watched him, and I rocked my hips forward, plunging my cock deeper into Eleni's hot mouth.

I closed my eyes, trying desperately to hold back, my balls ready to explode. When I opened them seconds later, Elsa was on her knees, sucking hungrily on Marks cock while she played with Bill. Hazel joined them, her hand joining Elsa's on her husbands cock before she drew it into her mouth.

I couldn't really believe what I was seeing, these three sexy women each sucking a cock, each being fucked. The thought was too much and I grabbed Eleni, entwining my fingers in her thick, dark hair as my cum exploded into her mouth. I pulled her to me, only her hand on my shaft stopping me from plunging my cock even deeper into her mouth. She drank down jet after jet of cum as I cried out, my head thrown back.

Bill and Mark weren't far behind me, their cum filling their wives mouths while Eleni was gently licking and sucking my semi erect cock. She opened her mouth and showed me the cum gathered in a pool on her tongue. Slowly, she twisted around and pulled Elsa to her. My cock jerked as they kissed, their mouths slightly apart so that we could all see their tongues, dancing and sliding across each other, as they shared my cum, Mark's cum. 

Hazel stood up and kissed Bill, sharing the taste, the feel, of his cum as we looked on. Elsa and Eleni separated, and slid across the floor to Hazel, pulling her away from Bill, Elsa in front of her and Eleni behind. Between them, they eased Hazel's skirt up and over her taut ass, revealing her rounded cheeks, the tight cleft between them. For a second, I caught a glimpse of her naked mound, but then she was easing her legs apart to accept Elsa's invading tongue inside her. Behind her, Eleni's breasts where hard against the back of Hazel's legs, her tongue gliding over her ass, between her cheeks.

Slowly, they eased Hazel down onto the floor to join them, the three of them kissing and licking and sucking. I caught a fleeting glimpse of Eleni's pussy, but it was quickly hidden as Hazel slipped her hand over it, her thumb rubbing across Eleni's clit while her fingers slipped inside her. Elsa pulled Hazel onto her side and quickly buried her head between her thighs, her tongue searching out her most sensitive spots. Eleni reached for Elsa, her hands on her breasts, pulling her thong to one side as she reached for her pussy.

The room echoed to their soft cries, to their sobs of pleasure, and then it was their turn to cum as we watched on, each of stroking our hard cocks, watching them, watching each other. My cock was rigid again as I watched them separate, their faces and hands smeared with each others juices. They shared sensual kisses before standing and kissing each of us in turn, sharing the taste of each other, of all of us.

Elsa collapsed back onto the bed, letting out a satisfied laugh. Eleni joined her, while others of us sank to the floor. Not a lot was said as we caught out breath, looking at each other, a sense of anticipation in the air. I smiled to myself as I saw our various states of undress. Eleni was still in her apron, her breasts exposed. Hazel's skirt was half way down her ass, hiding little from us. Bill and Mark both had their shorts undone, their cocks semi erect, while I only had my shirt on, conscious of the eyes roaming over my body. Only Elsa was still fully dressed.

As if reading my mind, it was Hazel who spoke up. Glancing at Eleni, she told us that it was time to "get even".

She stood up, straightening her skirt as she crossed over to the other side of the room. When she turned back, she had a small bowl in her hand, and a number of cards. She dropped them into the bowl, and I quickly realised that they had our names on them. She stirred the cards around, and quickly pulled two out.

"The first one undresses the second," she told us before glancing at the cards. "Elsa and ... Eleni."

The two of them quickly scrambled up and stood at the foot of the bed facing each other. Elsa reached out softly ran her hands up Eleni's arms and onto her shoulders. From there, her hands trailed downwards, over her breasts, Eleni's nipples puckering under Elsa's touch. As her hands reached Eleni's waist, Elsa turned her around. With one hand still on her waist, Elsa slipped her other hand under Eleni's apron and my cock jerked wildly as I could only imagine her hand cupping the younger woman's mound. Back at her waist, her hands tugged at the apron string, and I watched as it dropped slowly to the floor, leaving the beautiful Eleni naked to our wild applause.

With a grin, Eleni came back to the bed, her breasts bouncing gently as she pulled Elsa after her. No sooner had they settled down beside me, when I was being pushed up as Hazel read out "Me and Simon."

"This won't take long," Hazel laughed as she stood in front of me.

She stepped forward and kissed me, her tongue swirling across my lips and then between them as she reached for my cock. We separated after a few seconds, my cock already swollen in her hand. She quickly undid the top few buttons of my shirt before leaning in to kiss one nipple and then the other, tugging at them gently with her teeth while she worked at the rest of the buttons. When they were undone, she turned me around and pulled the shirt down my arms, kissing my back before reaching around me and giving my cock one last squeeze. 

Leaving my cock swaying in front of me, Hazel reached into the bowl again, stirred it around and pulled out two cards again.

"Simon and Elsa."

I waited while Elsa stood up, and then as she stepped into my arms. I pulled her to me as her arms went around my neck, as we kissed deeply, sensually. Remembering our audience, we eventually broke apart, and I turned her around to face them. Reaching around her, I slowly peeled her tight top up her body. She raised her arms above her head, tightening her firm belly, her taut breasts. 

My cock jerked against her as I remembered her teasing me like this the previous night. As her breasts bounced free, I dropped her top onto the floor and then reached around her, caressing her breasts softly, filling my hands with them. I slid my hands away from her breasts, down over her belly and to the front of her skirt. I undid the button and zip, and then pushed it down over her hips as she gave a little wiggle.

As she stood in just her thong, I eased it way from her hips, sliding it slowly down her legs as I sank to my knees behind her, showering her back and ass with kisses until she kicked her thong away to the applause of the others.

She grabbed my hand and dragged me back to the bed, just as Hazel read out "Eleni and Me."

Eleni stood up quickly, and I saw the smears of wetness across her thighs, how damp her neatly trimmed dark hair was. She stood in front of Hazel, her back to us. She leant in to kiss Hazel quickly before reaching around her to undo the bottom button, and then the top. She pulled Hazels blouse away from her tanned body and I found myself looking at her breasts for the first time. They looked perfect, round and firm, her long nipples standing out, the rubbery flesh begging for attention.

Eleni dipped her head and sucked hungrily on the older woman's nipples, first one and then the other. She dropped to knees, her mouth never leaving the breasts in front of her, Hazels hands on her head as Eleni eased her skirt down over her hips and legs. Naked, Hazel pulled Eleni back to her feet to kiss her again, their hands roaming easily, openly, over each others bodies. 

It was Hazel and Mark next. She undressed him quickly, wanting to move on. His cock looked huge as she stroked him, drips of pre cum forming at the tip. I felt almost faint as more memories came flooding back, as I thought about what might be about to happen. 

Hazel went back to the bowl.

"Well it has to be Bill," she said, stirring the names cards around, "And .... Mark."

For a moment I thought my heart had missed a beat as Bill stood up and joined Mark. Hazel sat down on the bed, her eyes glazed over. Beside me, Eleni slipped a hand between her thighs, while Elsa was openly caressing her own breasts. 

Mark was stood behind Bill, his cock hanging semi erect. He pulled Bill around to face him, and then reached for the edge of his tee shirt. He pulled that over his head, and then reached for his shorts. They were around Bill's ankles in moments, leaving him naked.

For a moment, I thought Mark had finished, but he turned Bill again and stepped closer to him, his cock pressing against the other man's ass. Putting one hand on Bill's hip, he reached around him for his cock, stroking him gently. Bill reacted immediately, leaning back against Mark as his cock hardened, as his shaft swelled in Mark's hand. Mark stroked Bill's cock faster, his hand quickly becoming a blur.

Bill moaned for Mark to stop, that he wasn't ready, but it was obvious that he didn't mean it. By now, I was holding my own cock, barely able to stop myself from cumming. As Bill let out one more moan, louder than ever, and leant back hard against Mark, Hazel flew from the bed and knelt in front of them, her breasts cupped in her hands.

"Come on lover," she told him, "Cum for me, for us, come on ... come on ... now ...now ... quickly ..."

Bill threw his head back as his cum exploded from his cock, splattering onto Hazel's breasts and neck. The next jet hit her shoulder, and then her face. 

"Anyone else?" she panted.

I was barely conscious of getting up, and stroking my cock furiously, of my cum erupting from the tip as my balls contracted. Beside me, Bill was squeezing the last of his cum from his cock, while Mark was watching me, his own cock in his hand. As I smothered Hazel in yet more cum, so did he. Behind me, I was barely aware of Eleni and Elsa sat side by side, their fingers deep inside their pussies.

A sudden silence descended on the room, broken only by our rasping breath. Hazel grinned at us in turn, cum running down her neck and into the deep valley between her breasts. It was dripping off her nipples and onto her thighs. It was pooling around her pussy as she knelt down. While we watched, she scooped some cum up with her fingers and licked them slowly, the lust still obvious in her eyes.

After what seemed like an age, Elsa and Eleni pulled Hazel to her feet and led her away to the bathroom. Mark handed some wipes around and we got cleaned up before sinking back onto the bed to chat while we waited.

They were gone a long time, but when they came back, Hazel was clean again -- and the glazed, lustful look in her eyes had been replaced by one of deep satisfaction. My mind ran riot for a moment as I thought about what they must have got up to in the last few minutes, but that was soon forgotten as another bottle of champagne was found, and glasses handed around.

We all settled on the bed. As wide and as long as it was, it was still crowded for the six of us, though no one seemed to mind. We talked and laughed, all aware of the sense of anticipation that was soon heavy in the air again. I found myself beside Hazel, and was soon leaning back against her, my head resting on her full breasts. She ran her hands down my arms, her nails sending shivers through me.

Beside us, Bill and Elsa were kissing, their hands moving easily over each others bodies, while Mark was caressing Eleni's' breasts, her hand on his cock. I gasped as Eleni moved onto all fours, her perfect heart shaped ass facing me, her pussy peeping out from between her thighs as she leant over Mark and began to kiss and nip his chest and nipples. 

I eased away from Hazel and moved onto my side as she slid down the bed a little. I reached for one breast, caressing her as I dipped my head and drew her other nipple in to my mouth. I sucked on her, gently at first, then harder as she held my head and pushed her body up to meet me. I slid my hand from her breast to her belly, then down further as she eased her legs apart. I caressed the soft inside of her thigh, feeling her heat, her wetness, so close. As I reached for her pussy, she whispered to me to follow her.

She stood up and reached out her hand to me. I followed her sweetly swaying ass across the room to the other bed. Hazel threw herself onto the bed, face down. As I watched, she reached behind herself and grabbed her ankles, pulling her legs back, exposing everything. I automatically reached for my cock as I stared at her, at her naked mound, at her pussy, her lips already red and swollen with lust, at the tight pink rosebud of her ass, all of it slick with her juices and desire.

She looked back over her shoulder, watching as my eyes flicked from her face to her pussy, then up to her ass, back to her pussy, her ass, her face, my uncertainty clear to her.

"Either," she told me, "Just fuck me ... fuck me now ... hard ... fuck me hard ... quickly ...."

I moved between her legs, her chant like demands echoing around me. My cock was rigid as I leant over her, reaching under her to cup her mound before sliding one, then two, fingers deep inside her. She moaned softly as I touched her for a moment before pulling out my fingers, heavy with her juices. She moaned again and pushed back against me, her back arching as my cock touched her pussy. I grabbed her hips and plunged my cock inside her, sliding deep with one steady thrust.

Her body bucked under me, demanding more, as I drove into her again. Letting go of one hip, I slid my still slick finger across her firm cheek and pressed it against her rosebud. With a deep sigh, she lifted her ass, and my finger quickly joined my cock inside her, the two separated by so little. As I held still, deep inside her, Hazel wriggled back against me.

I heard a cry from behind me, and twisted around to see what was happening. Elsa was on all fours, her knuckles white as she gripped the end of the bed, her breasts swaying wildly as Bill slammed into her from behind, his ass clenching with every powerful thrust of his hips. But it was Eleni that I'd heard. She was leaning over the end of the bed, with Mark behind her, his cock resting against her pussy. But as he went to enter her, she pulled away with a little cry and spun around. Mark said something I didn't catch, but Eleni ignored him and instead pulled him onto the bed, dragging his cock towards her mouth as he swung a leg over her.

I fucked Hazel hard, the wet, slapping sounds of sex all around me. With every thrust into her body, her pussy clung to my cock, her lips stretched around me, her juices escaping. She came noisily, screaming out her pleasure as my cock and finger reached inside her. Her pussy squeezed my cock, convulsing around me as her orgasm crashed through her body. She arched her back, pushing her ass up towards me, demanding my cock deeper inside her.

As the power of her orgasm lessened, I pulled out and flipped her over, plunging my cock back inside her as I took her hands and pressed them into the bed above her head, her body stretched out under me. I kissed her hard, our tongues thrusting as we moaned against each other. I kissed feverishly down her neck as she twisted her head to expose her soft skin. I moved onto her breasts, nipping her hungrily before drawing her nipples into my mouth. 

Across the room, Elsa cried out, and then Bill, the banging of the bed against the wall stopping soon after. I could hear the wet sounds of Eleni and Mark sucking and licking, their groans deepening as their excitement grew. And then I was driving into Hazel again, harder and deeper and faster, her pussy clinging to my cock, her breasts swaying to my rhythm. I cried out as I came, my cum filling her in an explosive release. Another orgasm crashed through her as she lifted herself off the bed, clinging to me, her arms and legs wrapped around me, her nails dug deep into my back.

I collapsed on top of her, only our heavy breathing seeming to break the silence around us. I held her for a while, our body's slick with our excitement, our lovemaking. Hazel rolled off me, and slipped under my arm beside me. The others were curled up on the other bed, though Eleni was now with Bill.

As we recovered, Hazel stood up and held out her hand to me. I let her lead me to the bathroom, and into the wide shower cubicle. The water had barely started to cascade over us when Eleni joined us. I was caught between them as they pressed their bodies to me. They each poured liquid soap into their hands, and then they were everywhere, their hands washing every inch of my body. 

And then it was Hazels turn, and then Eleni's. My cock began to stir as I ran my hands over her smooth skin, as she reached for me again, as we kissed gently, Hazel watching us closely. We wrapped towels around ourselves and went back to the main room just in time to see the others re-appearing from the other bathroom, wrapped in more towels, their smiles as wide as ours.

More champagne was found, as well as bottles of beer from the well stocked mini bar. With a glance at Hazel, Bill led Elsa across to one of the beds, and they were soon sat back against some propped up pillows, their hands roaming up each others legs as the sipped their drinks. Mark was sat on a couch in the sitting area, and I watched as Hazel went to join her, the towel wrapped tight around her following the contours of her body perfectly.

When I looked around, Eleni was just slipping through the door onto the balcony. I picked up a couple of glasses of champagne and followed her. She was leaning on the balcony rail, looking down at the pool far below us. She smiled as she looked over her shoulder and saw me. I handed her a glass and toasted her silently. I moved beside her, and watched the antics of a few drunken revellers around the pool. As I stood next to her, all I could think of was the feel of her against me in the shower.

"It was fun," she murmured, as if she was reading my mind.

She stepped closer to me, and we stood for a while longer, but now with our bodies pressed close together. As we finished our drinks, I took her glass and put it with mine on the small table behind us. It seemed the most natural thing in the world for her to slip into my arms then. We kissed gently, slowly, our tongues barely touching as they got to know each other. I sat down in one of the chairs and pulled Eleni onto my lap. We kissed again, gently at first, then harder, more insistently as our growing desire took over.

I pulled gently at the towel that was still wrapped around her gorgeously pert body. It fell away from her a little, exposing just one breast. With a sigh against her eager mouth I cupped her breast, rubbing her nipple gently, feeling her rubbery hardness. I broke our kiss reluctantly, but I needed to taste her, to feel her in my mouth. She held my head as I kissed her breast, as I drew her nipple into my mouth.

As our bodies reacted to each other, she wriggled down in my lap, pressing my hard cock onto her ass. I pulled the towel again, letting it fall away from her. I kissed her other breast, her hands holding my head tight to her. I slipped a hand along her thigh, caressing her softly, feeling the moisture that was already spreading on her soft flesh. As I reached for her pussy, she pulled me away from her breasts and kissed me hard, her tongue swarming into my mouth.