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Summer Beach

By: Shaw_Watson



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It was summer, just a few weeks after school ended. As a whole group the senior class decided to take a trip to the beach. A total population of around eighty three students showed up on the Beach.

John walked down the summer beach focusing on the horizon. He should have been watching where he was going. His foot caught on something hard, like a log. He fell down face first, only catching a glimpse of a cute girl. His face and hand fell onto a sudden softness. 

John accidentally squeezed as he tried getting up. Sending an exasperated gasp from the unfortunate girl he landed on. He put his free hand down to try and push himself up. Unfortunately it landed on her other breast. With both breasts in his hands, he could no longer get up because his face was bright red and he couldn't show his excitement. Again, unfortunately her leg was between his and the girl could feel John's erection. 

It might have been luck that the part of the beach John and the girl were on, wasn't currently being occupied. Even if the girl did scream out for help, it would have been highly unlikely that anyone would hear her. The girl must have figured it out as well because she didn't yell out. She laid there with him on top of her, pushing like crazy and getting warm and wet from the position they were in and where he was grabbing. 

She tried to think, but her mind was just so filled with lust. She wanted the boy on top of her, but she didn't know how to say it. So she acted instead. The girl shifted her hand on John's hand and squeezed adding extra pressure to her left breast.

The girl looked down at John and recognized him as one of the boys from her class. John looked up at the girl and became exasperated. They looked at each other for about a minute in shock.

"Mary!" John exclaimed in surprise.

"John!" Mary found herself shocked as well. 

John quickly got up trying not to further embarrass himself in front of a fellow former classmate. Mary looked down at the obvious bulge in John's shorts. She flushed a bright red and couldn't look away. John quickly figured out where she was looking and lifted himself off of her and sat down, unsure of how to hide it. 

They sat on the beach both in deep thought of what to do. John's stomach began to growl. It was loud enough for even Mary to hear.

"Would you like to get something to eat?" John asked. Hopefully it would be enough to change the situation between the two of them.

"Sure. Um, but are you sure?" Mary said, looking back down at his hidden excitement. "Don't you think you should get rid of that first?"

John looked at her with shock and awe. He began looking back and forth between his excitement and Mary. Obviously John had taken what she said the wrong way and began moving towards her slowly. He was surprised, but felt that maybe she was going to let him get lucky.

"I didn't mean it like that!" She stammered as she pushed him back. "Do it yourself!" Even though she said that, something inside of her wanted to do what he was going to do.

John turned even redder and slowly started to take off his shorts. Looking around to make sure he was only revealing himself to her. Before he could even grasp his own cock, Mary watched it sprang out stiffly as it fell out of John's shorts. Mary marveled at how much bigger it looked naked. 

As Mary watched John grip and start to stroke his throbbing cock, she could feel her own dampness becoming apparent. John took notice of the dampness becoming visible; this turned Mary on even more from being looked at while she was wet. She reached down and dug underneath her panties. She then began rubbing at the lips of her pussy. 

John's throbbing cock became harder at the sight of the Mary rubbing herself to the sight of him jacking-off. He started stroking even faster. Mary took two of her own fingers and inserted them into her pussy. She began to moan louder as she fingered herself. She sped up to match the pace at which John was stroking himself so she could imagine him inside of her.

"Just you doing that is going to make me cum all over you!" John said, leaning in towards her. 

As she heard him say this, she removed her top and took her tit with her free hand and began sucking on the nipple. She moaned and squealed with pleasure and delight. Mary looked back down at John stroking his dick and moved her bottom to the side so he could get a good view of her sex. 

"Oh my God John, I'm going to cum!" She moaned. "Oh, fuck!" Mary closed her eyes and screamed in orgasm as all her sticky juices overflowed and moistened her pussy even more. 

John watch as Mary came; amazed at how sexy she looked when she did this. He wanted so much to be inside her at this point. Just imagining it made white cum start to shoot out from the tip and land on Mary's stomach. 

Breathing hard, they looked at each other with a want. They both quickly reached for each other and began sucking at one another's mouths. Their tongues tangled as they swirled within each other's mouths. They kissed continuously, only breaking off to catch their breaths.

John, still young, became hard once more and began moving his cock against the entrance of Mary's pussy. Moving his shaft back and forth, he could feel her wetness being squished against the underside of his cock. As John moved back and forth, Mary matched his rhythm with her hips. Her own want of him made her grab the sides of John's shirt and pull him in closer.

All their actions at this point became subconscious. As they continued kissing furiously as their sexes continued to rub against each other. With each stroke of John's cock gliding across, Mary's moans became more drawn out and louder. Both their tongues became more entangled as well.

John grabbed Mary's tits with both of his hands as he began squeezing and kneading them. Their bodies began melting together, Mary started to squeal and moan louder and harder. As she gave out a lewd and erotic moan she came from the sheer contact. John at the same time shot his load of hot cum onto Mary's stomach once again.

He collapsed and laid beside her, she took her left hand and began rubbing in John's cum as if it were lotion, watching some of it fall into the sand. She took some of it between her fingers, examining the milky white substance closely. She took her fingers and sucked John's stringy load into her mouth. She felt herself almost begin to overflow a third time from the salty taste and smooth texture.

Once they were both calmed down, they went into the ocean to clean off. Mary scrubbed away the white cum off of her bikini. John washed off his shorts and stepped out of the water to dry. She looked over at John standing in the sun to dry off; his dark brown and green eyes, lightly tanned skin, fit/athletic body, short hair, and surprisingly large dick. She looked down at herself; C tits, nicely rounded ass, long dark hair, and even waist. 

Mary got out of the water and stood next to John. She smiled at him letting him know that he had one the prize that was worth killing for.

They grabbed Mary's things and began heading to the other side of the beach. Mary looped her arm around John's and held his hand as they walked. John thought of this as being a little cliché, but smiled anyways. 

The sun was already going down as they walked into the burger joint just up the cliff from the beach. They attracted attention from many of the other graduates. Mary wore a tight pink shirt to keep herself warm from the wind. She giggled to her friends watching her as they walked to the counter, hanging onto John's left hand.

They turned and continued walking towards a vacant table at the back of the restaurant. They made themselves secluded from everyone else, and because of this distance, the other students got bored of watching them and soon turned to pay attention to their conversations.

"You know, I wanted you to ram your rod deep inside me." Mary whispered, delighted to see John get caught off guard.

John forced himself to stay calm, all the while taking glances at Mary's bosom. He wanted to feel the warm softness again. 

The waiter stepped up to the table. Holding her notepad, and pen. "Hello, what would you like to order?" she asked with a happy façade. 

"I'll have a burger with fries." Mary said keeping her eyes on the menu.

John looked up at the waiter. "Same."

The waiter scribbled the orders down and looked back at them. "Would you like anything to drink for the two of you?" 

"Strawberry soda's for the both of us." Mary said again, this time looking up at the waiter.

The waiter scribbled the drink orders onto her notepad. "They'll be right-out." she smiled again and walked off

John looked around the restaurant. It had a family owned feel to it, and it felt like he was at home in his oddly shaped dining room. The dim light and closed blinds kept a night like feel in the place. When looking at other tables, he realized that he couldn't see underneath any other table since there wasn't any light reaching underneath the tables. He could almost make out the silhouette of their legs, but that was all. 

Mary looked around for anyone coming and she rested her head against John's shoulder. As she did so, she traced John's thigh towards his crotch. With one squeeze she had John's dick stretching his shorts. She ran her hand along the length of John's bulge and continued to do so. 

John himself couldn't let her do this by herself. So, as a gentleman, he moved his arm behind hers and started to rub Mary's quickly moistening opening. The fabrics of her bikini thin enough for him to touch her almost directly. She moaned quietly in pleasure, responding to his touch. John moved his head down and furiously locked lips with her. 

As Mary had her eyes closed from the blinding pleasure, John had his open watching around the restaurant. He saw their waiter walking over with the food, just as he was about to remove his hand he had an idea. As the waitress was about halfway towards their table, he slipped his hand under Mary's bikini bottom and slipped his middle finger in. She began to moan a little louder. 

"Here are your orders, I hope you find everything alright!" the waitress said, putting down their meals on the table. John smiled and thanked her before she turned around and went back into the kitchen. 

John looked back down at Mary and smiled at her erotic expression. He worked her inner moistness and thought of other ways to make her climax. He figured it out quickly when his thumb rubbed against a small little bump on the hood of her slit. She jumped and quickly inhaled. 

"Do you want me to touch right there?" he whispered to her. He rubbed her clit again and she gasped again. "I guess that means yes." John slipped his ring finger in as he continued to rub her clit. 

Mary let out little squeals that were almost loud enough for those at the closest table to almost hear her. John felt Mary's pussy overflow with juices. He continued to move his fingers in and out of her until she was completely done. He pulled his hand out from her bottoms and looked at the clear wetness slipping and sticking in between his fingers. 

Mary lifted her head off of him and watched him marveling at her fluids. She felt her face go red from embarrassment, but the fact he was doing so made her pussy tingle. Mary felt herself go numb as John sniffed his fingers than put both in his mouth. She gasped as he raised his eyebrows. 

"I want a taste of the real thing!" John looked at her as he swished the sweet fluid in his cheeks.

She smiled and turned to her meal. John watched her nervously pick up her burger and take a small bite. He picked up his own and took a large bite out of it. They ate together setting down all the things that had just happened that day.

"So, what are you going to do tomorrow?" Mary asked John, wanting to have a normal conversation.

"I don't know yet," John stopped eating and thought about it "maybe I can do it with you, if you don't mind?" he smiled at her reddening face.

"Sure, which hotel are you staying at?" Mary asked, wondering if John was staying for the whole week.

John smiled at her, "Whichever one you're staying at." 

"That's so cliché. Alright I'll go to where you're staying." Mary said, laughing at John's cliché joke.

They paid the check and walked out of the restaurant hand in hand. Curious eyes followed them until they were out of the restaurant. They walked to where John's car was parked. 

"You have a car?" Mary asked once John had brought it up.

"Yeah, I've had it for a while now." He smiled down at her.

"What kind of car is it?" Mary asked, now aroused at the subject.

"It's an old car, I had to buy it and fix it myself." John pulled out is car keys, they had an electronic pad on them. At seeing the modern design she thought his car would be the same. 

When the lights blinked on the car Mary found herself half right. She watched John walk over to the car, it was old, but carried a cool atmosphere around it. Mary saw the model GT-0 and she found the cherry red paint to be enticing. How John remained single was beyond her understanding, just looking at it got her heart racing. 

"You can throw your stuff in the trunk if you want to." John smiled casually. Noticing the surprise and admiration plainly written on Mary's face. He watched her pop open the trunk and set her stuff inside. 

John waited for her to get into the passenger seat before getting in himself. He put the keys in the ignition and the car responded instantly. Mary looked around the interior and everything seemed to be so advanced and new. He even had a heads-up display set up on the dashboard. The engine sounded smooth, and the leather interior was comfortable unlike other cars. 

Mary looked up at John and felt her heart throb at his coolness in this car. His masculine chest slowly rising, his strong arms gripping the steering wheel, and his toned legs working the pedals all sent a shiver through her inner-core. 

"You have a nice body yourself." John said frankly as they drove to the beachside hotel. Feeling Mary's eyes travel over his body.

Mary jumped, caught off guard by John's sudden comment. She flushed and felt her heart skip a beat. She quickly looked away and clasped her hands together. She almost had a heart attack as she saw John's hand gently stroking her thigh. Feeling herself get moistened and wet just from the close contact. 

"I can feel your heat on my hand." Mary quickly looked up at John; his eyes were hypnotically looking into hers. All she could do was moan in delight from his comment.

John smiled, but underneath his smile his heart was racing. Trying to keep his hand from shaking as he reached for the damp region between her legs was proving difficult. He so much wanted to feel the wet and squishy part that he recently inserted his fingers into.

Without thinking, Mary reached over and pulled the front of John's shorts down. She unbuckled her seat belt as she put her face close to his hard cock. John was caught off guard and almost ran off the road. He got the car back into control and looked down. 

Mary had her hand on John's shaft and watched how her hand moved up and down it. She remembered John licking his fingers sticky from her juices. Curiously, she stuck out her tongue and licked the tip and tasted a sweet pre-cum that felt like it was melting in her mouth. Her mouth began to drool as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. 

She swirled her tongue around the head, and tasted his salty sweet pre-cum slowly pour out of his cock. She sucked it in and the feeling made John twitch and moan a little. Mary started putting more of his cock into her mouth and continued to lick and suck it into her soft and wet mouth. 

John let out quick moans as Mary started move her head up and down. He felt himself begin to let go. They were nearing the hotel as she took his whole rod into her mouth and tormented it with her tongue.

"Mary, it's coming out!" he said through his teeth. 

She didn't care, she liked the taste of his cum, and the salty sweetness off it was imbedded into her memory. Mary cupped John's balls and felt them tighten. At the same time he emptied his load into her mouth. She kept her mouth on his cock and tried to keep it all in, but a few drops escaped. 

Mary allowed his cum to swim around in her mouth as she drank it down with pleasure. She left just a little bit to keep a fresh taste in her mouth, as she licked up the drops that had dripped out of her mouth. 

John felt like he was going to die just by watching this erotic scene that she was displaying. It was difficult to keep his eyes on the road as he watched her clean and lick off his dick. 

"God, that was so hot!" John complemented her. 

"Thanks," she licked the tip, "it tastes so good." She said it with an erotic moan. 

They sat in the parking lot getting their composure back. Mary checked to see if there wasn't any cum left on her. John had his eyes closed, thinking of the most disgusting thing to get his dick down. It was more difficult than he thought it would be, the damn thing kept going up.

Mary patiently waited, even though her pussy screamed for her to jump on his cock, she wanted to lose herself somewhere more comfortable. She watched and waited for him to go down, as it did she said good bye to her other friend. 

Once John hiked up his pants he was ready, he leaned over and gave Mary a wet kiss. She responded by opening her mouth and letting his tongue roam inside and twisting her own around his. They unlocked and took deep breaths.

They looked around before getting out making sure no one was watching. Mary stepped out of the vehicle and opened the trunk. She grabbed her bag and walked hand in hand with John to the front of the hotel. She gripped his hand tight. 

John stepped up to the front desk with Mary close behind and the lady checked them in. The blood was rushing through her so fast that Mary couldn't recall the elevator ride in which she had her back up against the wall as John's lips attacked her. 

Once they got into the room it was her turn. Mary quickly launched herself at John and forced him back against the door, giving it a nice slam. Next she slipped her hand into John's shorts and grabbed onto his cock.

"Your cock," she breathed, "I want you to fuck me with it." 

John pushed off of the door and forced her onto the bed. She gave a playfully mild resistance as he took over. He held her wrists as he trailed down onto her breasts, he tore off her shirt and bikini top and devoured them in his mouth. Sucking and teasing her nipples with his tongue. He was rewarded with her moans. 

"C'mon," Mary moaned, "John, fuck me!" 

John wanted her to wait a little longer. He left her breasts and went further down. Pulling off her bikini bottoms and kissing her clit. She screamed out, as he licked the lips of her pussy with his tongue. It tasted sweet and bodily, he felt her legs wrap around his neck as he continued licking her.

"God John!" she moaned, "Lick my cunt!" 

John smiled at her change of mind. He sucked and tongue fucked her sopping wet pussy. She moaned and grabbed the bed sheets. 

John pulled off his shorts and shirt and trailed his way back up to her mouth, making her taste her own perverted juices. She moaned in one breath as John guided his hard cock into her. She threw her head back and moaned in delight as it filled her insides.

"Fuck me!" she moaned with lust for his cock.

John started rotating his hips back and forth into her soft and slippery pussy. Mary moaned as slid along the walls of her pussy. She felt her tits being grabbed as John placed his hands on them. She looked down and watched his cock coming out and then quickly disappearing back into her love hole. 


Summer Beach Memories



This is 'erotica light' so if you like a lot of action please skip it. And I already know my stories are similar so no need to comment on the obvious. I'm still happy if only a few people enjoy it. Thanks!

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Hey, Honey, this is cool. I was going through some old memories here in my head and I found a fun one from this summer. 

I remember it now. I had a day off and a little time and decided to go get some sun at the beach by myself. Here, I'll pay the memory back for you if you want to listen in as I think to myself:

I know I am being a bit naughty. I'm lying here on my beach towel in the sand on a wonderful little beach at the State Park. 

It's a hot sunny July day and surprisingly, there are only a few other people here. Probably because it's only 10 am. 

I am wearing my old swimsuit from when I was 23. It is black and white tiger print bikini and it is very, very tiny. I almost can't believe I dared to wear this out. 

I can feel my perfect butt cheeks and they feel almost totally bare!!! But it's a sexy sensation. It still fits so I thought I'd give it try today. 

It's very racy. It's also so thin. It barely covers my nipples because it's cut so low. I like my nipples. I just never have the nerve to let anyone ever see them. 

Why is that anyway? We women have these awesome nipples and we know everyone LOVES to see them and yet we hide them all the time. 

They will be hard to hide in this suit! Every bit of my shape shows through the thin material. Not just my nipples, but even my aureolas show. 

When I stretch out and lay down I can see my pussy shape pressing through and because it's so thin I can even see the slit down the middle. 

I feel so daring laying out here like this. I might was well be naked!!! The naughtiest part is that the crotch is so narrow that a little bit of my pussy lips shows on each side. YIKES!!!

My mind sure gets busy when I don't have a girlfriend to chat with. I guess I'll just keep talking to myself in my head. Why not? This way I can think anything, even stuff I couldn't say to my girlfriend. 

Oh, now I feel like a spider in a web. There are four young men that have shown up and they are all laid their towels down within a few feet of me and they are staring like crazy. 

We have all nodded a hello to each other. I'm not going to talk to them. I can tell they are thinking that cougar stuff. I guess I can give them a little thrill. Heck the thrill is that at 46 I can still hold all their attention.

I really am a naughty girl and I don't care because I can feel the excitement in the air. It's just plain fun to be so adored!!! 

My hubby still gets excited whenever he see me, but let's face it, he's seen all my goodies a million times. This is so fun teasing these young men who are seeing me for the first time.

I just got done, turning over onto my tummy and getting on my knees to reach in my beach bag to get more lotion. 

I made sure my little bubble butt was pointed directly at them. Hey, nice!!! My boobies look great hanging down like this. Here .... I'll make them sway a bit. Oh Yeh, that's nice. I know they're loving this.

Before I get back to roll over and lay down again, I'm reaching back and 'adjusting ' the crotch of my suit because I could feel it disappearing into my sweet little pussy slit. 

I love this fishing my fingers inside the material and moving it around. And YIKES!!!! I just completely uncovered my fine pussy for a few seconds and let those four young men all see it. See how naughty I am?

I just rolled back over and sit cross legged. Maybe I should be more careful because that made the crotch of my swimsuit bottoms kind of buckle and open up. Oh right!!! Like you didn't know that was going to happen! You little tramp!! 

Anyone looking can see my pussy from the side. Oh well, there are only four men who are looking at my pussy. Out of over six billion people in the world, that sure is not a lot is it?

Wha'oh!!! They are all staring as I'm rubbing suntan lotion on my body. I think I 'm being naughty when I did my boobs and reached my hand into my top and just felt my nice boobies up for ten seconds each, massaging them as I added lotion and I even let each nipple pop out for a peek at the sun. 

Hey, I had to take them out to get lotion all over them didn't I? I can't help it if they are so impolite that they don't turn away when a lady holds her bare breasts in her hand and rubs lotion in them. 

And I'm not going to feel all bad cause they were out for a bit, because I had to get them situated back in place properly, didn't I?

I 'm setting down the lotion and stretching out on my back with my sun glasses on. I can see all four of the men staring. My gosh! They sure are not shy are they? 

It's been a couple of minutes now .... Time to reach down and pull my suit bottoms up nice and snug. That's it. YIKES, that thin material slid right up my pretty little pussy slit. 

Oh-Oh that means even more of my pussy lips were showing on the sides. I am naughty!!!! But the guys all seem to like it so I'm not hurting anyone am I?

I've now been lying here another ten minutes and I'm getting bored. These guys are too easy to tease. 

I just reach in my bottoms and scratch my pussy, for just a few seconds, and they act like I stripped for them or something. 

And I HAD to take a look at my nipple when I felt it itching, didn't I? I can't make them NOT look. And plus, seeing a woman's nipples never really hurt anyone did it? I've never heard of one single man who ever complained about that.

Oh, I need to go. I'm gathering all my stuff and putting it in my bag. Oh oh, I'm now bending way over and my suit is still up my slit so those men are sure getting a good look at my most personal areas. 

How can they just stare without blinking for so long? What is it about the female body that is so darn irresistible to men? 

Well, here I am at my car and I am still in direct sight of them. I noticed they all rolled over on their stomachs and are all staring at me.

I'm only fifteen feet away. As I look around I can't see anyone else, but the four guys and me and one Ranger who is sitting at a park bench way off to the side. 

He can't really see me. But he can see the four guys. So I guess that means I will be safe.

Oh I am a very naughty girl. I just opened the door to my car and they can all see me. I have my clothes on my car seat. Oh --Oh YIKES!!!!

I just took my top off and they can see my bare breasts and nipples. Oops, now I just slipped my bottoms down my legs and stepped out of them and put them in my car.

Oh snap!!! I just realized I am standing completely NUDE next to my car with four men looking right at me. 

This took guts girl to stand naked in a state park. I hope I don't get caught, but the fact that I might is what is making this so dang exciting. 

Now I am getting in my car without getting dressed. I can't believe I am doing this. I am still naked and driving out of the park. Oh this is a thrill!!!!! 

I might do this again some time. This is so fun driving naked. I'm driving all the way home naked too.

Well, Honey there is more, but that was the main part of that memory.

What are you thinking about?

Call me.

Love, 

Catherine



Summer Beach



"Pound my pussy John!" she moaned, "Harder, fuck me harder!" 

John pulled back and rammed his cock into her. Her eyes went wide and she let out a loud scream in pleasure. Without breaking rhythm John continued to slam into her cunt. Mary wrapped her legs around his waist as it reached deep inside of her pussy.

"Oh god!" she screamed, "Fuck! It's breaking me!" 

Her eyes rolled up as she hit her climax. Hey walls went tighter and gripped his cock as it split her apart. John couldn't hold back, he sped his pace up and rammed his rod into her without mercy. Mary gave one last scream as she climaxed. At the same time John filled her pussy with his cum. She felt it fill her up and mix with all her own fluids. 

She could do nothing but smash her lips against John as their own fluids started to tangle so perversely inside of her. John pulled his cock out and rested his head on her bosom. She held him there.

"God you looked so sexy." John said, making Mary's pussy scream for that same rod in her again. 

"Roll over." Mary demanded with a fire in her eyes. 

"Huh?" John thought he was being pushed away. 

"Just do it." Mary rolled her eyes. 

As soon as John was on his back Mary threw a leg over him and smashed her lips onto him. She moved back and forth so that her tits could rub against his chest. 

Mary felt John's cock stand attention against the crack of her ass. 

She sat up and grabbed a hold of it. She lined it up with her pussy and slammed herself down to the base of his cock. Mary moaned and closed her eyes as she began to ride his shaft. She rotated her hips so it rammed and bumped onto every wall as it went in and out of her, even though it was already filling her up.

"God, I love you," she kissed him, "and I love your cock!" She bounced up and down him. John grabbed hold off her ass and smacked it. She began breathing hard as she continued to ram her screaming wet pussy onto his hard cock. 

John craned his neck and sucked on her tits. Then as Mary screamed out he pushed her up and off. He pulled out his cock and had her get on hands and knees. John slid his cock in from behind and Mary screamed out. 

With John tearing her pussy open from behind her it felt like she was being violated. She felt it more and hitting more places, she started to move back and forth onto his cock as he pumped it inside of her. 

"God John that feels so good!" she moaned.

"I'm not even done yet." John pulled out again. He picked up Mary and slammed her into the wall; he glided his cock back in her. Mary screamed as his cock was being thrust into her. 

She wrapped her legs around his waist and clawed at his back. It felt like his cock was being squeezed of all his cum by her cunt, he could feel it coming on so he turned around and threw her on the bed and rammed her with his cock. Mary moaned and gargled on her own spit as she was going crazy from his thrusting. 

"More, I want more John!" Mary screamed, "I want you cum all inside, fill me up!" She came as the last syllables left her mouth. John thrust deep inside of her, letting all of his cum escape. 

John couldn't support himself anymore; he collapsed onto Mary's bosom and fell asleep. Mary fell into her own orgasmic coma. Finally asleep, the neighboring people could finally go to sleep. Some people even having their own little fun with the inspiration of love-making floating in the air

The night ticked on by and they both dreamt dirty dreams about each other. John dreamt of Mary riding on top of his cock and leaning over with the feeling of his cock filling up her cunt. Mary dreamt of John dominating her. As they dreamed this, they started wrapping around each other in their sleep. 

Luckily their sleeping forms had enough sense that remained from the fucking to pull the sheets over them. The warmth of each other in the cool covers of the bed felt nice and their dreams changed. 

John awoke with a slow morning feeling. He could feel something wet and warm sucking at his morning wood. He looked down and saw Mary with her mouth on his cock. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. 

"Good morning." Mary smiled as she gripped his cock with her hand and stroked it. "Hey baby, what number is room service?" She smiled devilishly, "I want to see if you can order cum as a breakfast." 

The mind blowing words sent cum shooting from his cock and onto her face. She smiled as he shot out each load. Licking up anything that spilled and using her finger to lick drag it into her mouth. 

"Looks like I got what I wished for." She smiled again. 

John, with a sudden boost of energy, flipped Mary onto her back and buried his face between her legs. He was having a pink breakfast, naturally sweetened this morning. It didn't take long for her to overflow with her stickiness. They both didn't have enough energy to hold off their orgasms as it is. 

As they lay together in bed John heard his stomach growl. He reached for the bedside phone and dialed room service. They got up and took a shower at the same time. This gave Mary an idea for later. 

They toweled off, giving each other lustful looks. Mary neglected to wrap herself up and stepped out of the bathroom, swinging her hips enticingly. John felt himself get hard as Mary teased him with her cunt as she bent down, displaying it to him while she picked up her clothes. 

"Do you want this?" Mary smiled back at him, wiggling her ass. She quickly pulled on some panties and stood up straight. "Too late." She smiled devilishly. 

John rolled his eyes and exited the bathroom. He went to the other side of the bed to his stuff and got dressed with her. Once they had clothes on they sat waiting for the food to arrive at their door. They were too exhausted and felt relaxed from the hot shower. Even though it was morning, they still felt like they were about to fall asleep. 

Just in time, the door opened and an attendee walked in with a cart full of food they had order. She picked up the dishes and set them on the nearby table. She looked really dull and emotionless, the attendee. When she left, a desolate air was left behind in the room. 

"What shall we do today?" Mary asked, looking up at John from her plate. 

"I don't know, let's go around town, maybe we can find something to do there." John said thoughtfully. 

Mary watched John eat his fried egg. He slurped down the yolk, the sound sent shivers through her body. 

"Sure, let's do that." Mary said, looking away.

It was like there was a new atmosphere around her compared to yesterday. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something definitely going on today. Maybe it was the food.

"Let's go." John said energetically, pulling on Mary's hand and leading her outside to his car. 

As Mary picked up this new energy, she smiled at him as she buckled in. There was no time spent taking not of the passing scenery. They just drove their way to town. It didn't matter who saw them, the day seemed to just pass by.

"Let's stop here." Mary said, needing rest from the shopping they were doing. 

"Alright, I could use a rest too." John said, feigning breathlessness. 

They walked into an alley that connected two adjacent streets. Mary leaned against the wall and John did the same on the adjacent wall. Mary brushed off her skirt from the long walk. She looked up and smiled at John, plotting another idea. 

"Last night," Mary got John's attention, "didn't you just love pounding my pussy?"

John blushed and became speechless at the question. Mary lifted her skirt enough for him to see the outline of her mound underneath the panties. 

"C'mon, do it to me right now." Mary moaned, feeling herself get damp. 

With no hesitation at all, it seemed to be keywords to him. He quickly made his way to her and pushed her against the wall as he kissed her. Mary got her arm free, unzipped his pants and pulled out his awakening cock. 

Once she got his cock rock solid, she lifted her skirt and moved aside her panties. She moaned into his mouth as it penetrated her. John lifted her up and began fucking her tight little pussy. With each thrust Mary found it reaching deep inside of her, gliding and hitting all the spots that made her close to climaxing. 

They continued to kiss suppressing their moans as they fucked in the peripheral vision of the public eye. People casually walked by, and it excited them even more. Mary broke away just a little bit as she was being bounced on John's cock, little moans escaped her mouth. 

John let go of her with one hand and unbuttoned her shirt, he pulled down her bra and fondled her tit. Kneading each one in his hands and pinching her nipples with his fingers. He sent chills and screams out of her.

With the excitement of getting found out at any time sent a quiver through her pussy. She could feel the onrush of her climactic overflow coming. The situation was having the same effect on John as well. He felt his balls tighten and get ready to explode inside of her. 

As Mary climaxed, John felt his cock being sucked in tightly. He shot his load inside of her, and it seemed as if her pussy was drinking it hall. He opened his eyes as they kissed and saw her eyes roll upwards. Watching her face make such an erotic display made his dick and balls feel like they were going to make her pussy explode with the cum that kept pouring out. 

Once they had gotten their climaxes finished, Mary rotated her hips and John felt his cock being loved by all her walls that he was slowly breaking. John shot another load of cum into Mary's gaping cunt from the sheer weight of contact. Mary moaned softly in delight as she felt it fill her to the brim. 

"I love you." Mary said, bringing John into a kiss.

"You're so fucking beautiful." John said softly into her ear. She moaned in delight from his remark.

They walked out of the alley, holding hands, as if nothing had ever taken place. Mary felt her panties get wet as her overflowed sweet came undammed. As they walked, it soaked through and started to creep down her leg in a sticky stream. 

"My juices are overflowing." Mary looked up at John, "I feel so embarrassed." Mary blushed; she didn't expect John to know what to do. She didn't expect what he was about to do. 

They walked into a local library. It was three stories high, even for a tourist attraction it was impressive. It sported thousands of books, but books weren't what they were after. They walked down a hall where bathrooms were. Checking to see if the men's bathroom was clear they entered it, locking it from the inside. 

"Why are we in here?" Mary inquired. 

John didn't respond. He quickly picked her up and set her on the freshly cleaned counter. 

"Wait John, not here." Mary gasped, even though deep down she wanted to be bad for him. 

He spread her legs and buried his face under her skirt. He started liking the small drip of her sweet. It was warm on his tongue, becoming hotter as he closed in to the source. Where the scent was warm and had a sweet bodily smell. 

John wasted no time and buried his face into her panty clad pussy. She tried stifling a moan, but failed and gave a moan that someone could hear perfectly in the quiet library. As Mary opened her blouse and grabbed one of her tits, they heard a noise from one of the further stalls. 

"Ralph, there's someone here!" came a surprised woman's voice. 

The stall door opened and two people came out. The woman looked embarrassed, as she was in a state of undress. The man had his cock hidden in his unzipped pants. 

When Ralph and the woman saw the scene before them, their hearts jumped. They couldn't help but smile. Mary and John smiled nervously back at them. 

"Well, I guess there's no hiding now." The woman said, "I'm Lee, this is Ralph." 

Ralph held his hand out for shaking, which John took it with his own and shook hands. Ralph stepped back and looked at Mary, who still smiled nervously. Ralph compared Lee with Mary, and found Mary to be pretty, but Lee was much better a match. 

"We're siblings you know." Lee said, blushing just a little. "It seems weird, huh?"

Mary and John looked at them with shock, and the other couple held close to each other. They certainly did look alike, and it was sure they were siblings.

"Well, even if we're siblings," Lee pushed Ralph against the wall, "doesn't this look natural?" she leaned in and swallowed all of Ralph's cock whole. 

She bobbed her head and twisted her mouth around his whole cock. Lee made erotic noises of moans and throaty gulps as she sucked her own brother's cock. Her blowjob seemed sloppy, but it got both Mary and John aroused. 

Watching the taboo spectacle, John felt his cock give rise. Mary felt her hand start rubbing her pussy and clit. Moans from Ralph and both girls ensued. John pulled out his cock, and looked at Mary who quickly got the idea. 

Mary hopped off the counter and pushed him onto the wall next to Ralph. She quickly undid his pants and pulled out his cock. She licked it and sucked it whole in her mouth. Licking it and kissing the tip as she came off of it sent shivers down his cock. 

Lee looked over at Mary sucking her boyfriend's cock and smiled at Ralph. Ralph understood the silent message and nodded. Lee pulled Ralph's cock out of her mouth and took John's cock away from Mary. 

"Let's suck his cock together." Lee said to Mary with her mouth full of cock. Mary smiled with new dirty thoughts and licked and sucked John's cock with Lee. 

With two girls taking his length into their mouths, he felt his dick get ready to burst. The two girls saw the look on his face. Quickly they both backed away and opened their mouths wide, jerking his cock in their hands. 

John shot load after load onto their faces and into their awaiting mouths. They kept jerking his dick, expecting more to come out. Lee left John and returned to her brother's awaiting dick.

Mary looked up at John and smiled, they had met an interesting couple. John couldn't take it anymore. He picked up Mary and set her on the counter. He aligned his dick with her pussy and slowly split her in two. 

Lee watched Mary moan out as her John's cock slowly filled her. Ralph saw it two and pulled Lee to her feet. He raised one of her legs and quickly slid his cock into her. Mary and John watched the other couple fuck standing up, with Lee holding onto the tile wall with two hands as Ralph punished her pussy from behind. 

"Harder!" the girls screamed in unison. The two men fucked their lovers with more passion. 

Ralph grabbed Lee's breasts from behind and got better hold as he rammed his cock into the very depth of her pussy with each thrust. Lee felt her brother's hands on her large bust. She moaned out in delight as he used her like a fuck doll. 

The other couple by the sink was much different. They fucked like lovers, with John holding on of Mary's tit between his teeth and caressing the other. Mary felt like her whole body being loved by John's touch and she felt her pussy go numb with pleasure. 

"Fuck me baby!" both the girls moaned.

"Shove your cock into me!" the girls moaned to their lovers, "I want to feel you cum deep inside my pussy!"

The two men rammed harder and faster into the two girls tight pussies. The screams and moans of the two girls got loader and more liberal as they both came with such a force that it dripped on floor and sink. The men did the same and shot their loads in and onto the girl's bellies. 

The two couples quieted down and breathed. Ralph pulled his cock out of his sister and leaned against the wall. John pulled his own cock out of Mary and gave her a passionate kiss. 

"Did you feel me John?" Mary asked, "Did you feel me cum all over your rod?"

"God, you're so fucking hot!" Ralph told his sister, grabbing her tits and sucking on them. 

The two couples took a minute to calm and cool off, in no time the two girls started talking and trading numbers. The guys sat on the counter watching them and having a relatively gentleman conversation. 

They saw Lee kiss Mary and off all the sticky cum that John had shot on her face and in her mouth. As Mary kissed back she felt her crotch being grabbed and two fingers being inserted. She moaned and moaned as Lee finger fucked her. Lee laughed and got on her knees and took care of Mary's awaiting cunt. 

Mary felt Lee's tongue go deep inside of her, licking and hitting all of the spots that made her scream and moan. She put a gentle hand on Lee's head and held her there as she was being licked. 

"Don't you like it when I lick you pussy?" Lee jested. "C'mon I did you a favor; now return it like a good little slut." 

Mary got down on her hands and knees and hesitantly put her mouth to Lee's pussy. Lee instantly sighed and moaned in pleasure as Mary's mouth clamped shut around Lee's slit. Mary remembered where she liked John licking and did the same to Lee, to her surprise Lee moaned and screamed to all different areas, but some were similar. 

"Alright, now let's get down and get busy." Lee dropped down next to Mary and had Mary on top as they did a sixty-nine. 

Mary felt like she was being violated as two men watched her getting licked. Lee felt like a dirty slut, but she liked the feeling and gave a display to the guys as she was being licked by another girl. 

"C'mon, let's our pussy juices mixed." Mary suggested, getting into the girl on girl action. Mary twirled around and split Lee's legs and they both started moving their hips as their pussy lips glided against each other. 

The guys moved over to the girls and displayed their hard cock to each. Both girls grabbed their men's awaiting shaft and popped it in their mouths. The sucked and moaned as the rubbed against each other.

"God you're slutty." John said to Mary who devoured his cock. 

"This girl's a slut for cum!" Ralph said to John. 

"Mary, do you love cum I give you, or just cum in general?" John asked Mary.

"God, I love yours and only yours." Mary said, sucking even harder and licking John's shaft with more ferocity to get his thick milky cum into her throat. 

Ralph and Lee were the first out as Ralph emptied his load into Lee's awaiting mouth. She smiled and showed her brother his come swimming in her mouth before swallowing it. 

Lee unlocked with Mary and cleaned off at the sink. John and Mary were still at it and barely noticed the other two say goodbye and leave. 

Mary's pussy was left unattended, sucking John's dick. She got up on the sink and spread her pussy wide with two fingers. She loved the feeling of John's dick filling up her love hole than another girl rubbing against her. Mary screamed and moaned as John wasn't hesitant at all to pump his rod into her. 

"I love your cock, I love your cum, I love the way you fuck my pussy, and I love you above all!" Mary screamed in pleasure as John thrust with all his energy and forcing them to cum at the same time together. 

The stayed in that position, allowing John's seed to drip out of her pussy and land on the floor. Mary watched it and felt a tingling sensation as each drop fell. In this instant she took in everything. John's muscled form, his hands on her tits, his cock splitting her pink pussy. She collapsed then into a dream.

John took the liberty to clean her off and get her clothes back in order. He opened the door and checked if the coast was clear before putting Mary over his shoulder and walking her out of the library. 

He got her in his car and drove back to the hotel, as the sun was setting. They hadn't had lunch, but it was too late for that, he ordered dinner instead. 

Mary was awoken by the smell of hot food and opened her eyes drowsily. She pulled the sheets off of her and walked to John in her nakedness. John smiled at her and kissed her as she sat down. He had some assortment of clothes on as he picked up his fork and began eating. 




Summer Beach



They were both too tired to get the energy to fuck like rabbits. John looked up at Mary. 

"We should go back home tomorrow." He said it casually.

"What about us?" Mary asked. She wanted to know when they could meet and see each other. 

"Why, aren't you moving in with me?" A smile quickly formed on Mary's lips and she felt the urge to kiss and hug him, but she didn't have the energy to do so.

"Where are we going to live?" Mary asked her attention held. 

"I bought a place once we graduated. Don't worry about money, I have a job, I'm prepared." John reassured her. 

"Where do you work? Where is our house?" Mary asked excitedly. 

"I work with a programming company." John smiled at her, "The house though, is a surprise." He added with a grin. 

They went to bed after eating. They didn't have the energy to fuck in the morning either, the refreshed feeling of taking a shower and having breakfast before leaving was too welcoming. Mary grabbed her things and loaded them in the car outside; John signed out of the hotel and did the same.

They drove off into the morning horizon on the hour drive back to town. Of course they did stop once in a while and fuck behind some bushes or a tree. Mary gave John a blowjob the rest of the way to town, swallowing his cum three times and each time receiving the same great taste wash into her mouth. 

John parked into the driveway of their new house and Mary was surprised at the large building. It was a decent sized building and John explained how he had made a small fortune when he was sophomore. 

They called a moving truck and had Mary's things delivered from her parent's house to her new home. They set up their house with all the new things and in three days they were living normally. 

They fucked day and night, and on the day's John had to work, Mary came to his office and sucked him underneath his desk. Mary found work an intern at a law firm as she was studying law to become a lawyer. 

They were a fucking happy couple as the days rolled by. They would always attack each other passionately, and their relationship wasn't just sex either. The more time they spent together, the more they found making love really enjoyable. 

In the years to come they got married, and had a child. Even after the child they continued to fuck. Every now and then they'd spend time with their friends Lee and Ralph, where they would have an intense foursome.

Once in a while they would travel back to this beach during the summer, and go to the quietest place there. They marked their calendars and this day, calling it, summer beach. 



*Thank you for reading this story. I know it was long, and some parts seemed to just speed on by. Even so, I hoped you enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I spent around a year writing this story. I hope you find it to your liking, and I hope the ending wasn't too much of a bore. I really didn't know how to come up with an ending for this story, because there were so many things that could have happened. Again, thank you for your kindness to read.*



Summer BeachTrip



The moment Frank shut the door behind him Fiona wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her body against his. 

"You won't believe how horny I am," she moaned

"Actions speak louder than words, "Frank replied, not completely surprised by Fiona's admission.

Fiona put her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her. She pressed her lips to his and thrust her tongue into his mouth. After a long passionate kiss she released him.

"Would you like a blowjob?"

"Absolutely!"

Fiona dropped to her knees in front of him. It had been a week since her last encounter with Victor. Frank was the lucky recipient of her extra sex drive. She pushed him against the door and unzipped his fly. Her hand slid into his pants and wrapped around his bulging erection. After a moment's struggle, she pulled it out. For a few seconds she just looked at it. Frank had become fully erect in record time. With the tip of her tongue she traced a line from the bottom to the top, the circled around the head. Her actions elicited a moan of approval from Frank. Pulling the shaft away from his body, she wrapped her lips around it and plunged it into her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down, she took in more and more. Finally she felt the tip of his dick enter her throat.

Fiona knew this was the most challenging kind of blowjob if she wanted to bring Frank to orgasm. His clothing blocked her access to his balls and the sensitive skin behind them. Her clothing blocked his view of her breasts and swollen nipples. Her clothing also prevented her from rubbing his throbbing hard cock between her tits. It was all about her oral skill, but she was confident she could make it work. 

As his wet cock slipped out of her mouth she wrapped her hands around it. Fiona focused her lips and tongue on the head of Frank's dick. At the same time she stroked her hands up and down the shaft.

Frank was not sure if he had done something right or Fiona had done something wrong. Either way, he was enjoying the results. He watched as Fiona lips stretched around the head of his cock, and her hand moved up and down its length. Each time her fingers or lips passed over the rim of his cock he felt his climax inch closer. He grabbed and handful of Fiona's hair and gently pushed her head down. She eagerly swallowed his erection until her face pressed against his crotch and his cock was buried in her throat. He eased her head back until only the tip of his dick was between her lips. After getting her to deep throat him a few more times Frank released her head. 

Fiona felt a thrill each time Frank forced his cock into her throat. She had gone down on a lot of men in the past few months, usually with Frank watching her. She enjoyed having Frank in her mouth most of all. Pleasing him always aroused her. When he let go of her hair she went into overdrive, rapidly sliding her hands and lips up and down his rigid shaft. She wanted to bring him to climax. Each time her hand bumped over the head of his cock she tasted a drop of pre come leak into her mouth. Fiona moaned loudly, knowing the vibrations of her voice would push Frank closer to the edge.

"Don't stop," Frank stammered, 'You're going to make me come."

Fiona moaned in response, and it had the desired effect. A stream of hot liquid shot into her mouth and down her throat. She tightened her grip on him, as if to squeeze out every drop she could. Her cheeks collapsed inward as she sucked the cum out of him. Finally, when she was certain she had every drop, she released him.

"Welcome home, "she said, licking her lips. 

"Best. Greeting. Ever." Frank replied.

Fiona carefully slipped his cock back into his pants and stood up next to him. Frank leaned down and kissed her, then put his arm around her.

"What can I do for you?"

"Nothing for now, but I will expect some form of payback at a later time," she said with a smile.

As they walked over to the couch a truck rumbled by on the street outside. Fiona turned to look out the window.

"No package today?" Frank asked. 

"No, nothing since that book on massage a few days ago. Do you think he is mad at me?"

"I doubt it. Nobody can be mad at you."

"I'm sure I've pissed off a few people"

"Victor's not one of them. He just needs time to figure you out. He may have bitten off more than he can chew with you."

"Did he say something about me?"

"No. Victor and I have an agreement. If we are both involved with the same woman, we don't discuss her unless she is present. "

"Really, why?"

"Let's just say it was a painful lesson to learn, and it is rude to talk about someone behind their back."

"So you two don't talk about me at all?"

" I might tell him what kind of wine you like, and he might tell me if he discovered a meal you enjoy. Other than that, we don't discuss you unless you are present."

"Then how do you know he is not mad at me?"

"I've known Victor for a long time. He really just wants to make people happy. Sometimes the he does it in unusual ways..."

"Like tying them up and using a riding crop on them?"

"Were you happy when he did that?"

"Well, yes."

"My guess is you are having trouble doing what he asked, am I right."

"Pretty much, how did you know."

"It's happened before. I think he underestimated how smart you are, or at least how stubborn you are"

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, he just needs time come up with something that works for you."

"I have to admit, it has been a wild ride so far."

"Knowing Victor, that's not difficult to believe."

"How long have you known him?"

"It seem like forever."

"Can I ask you something about him?"

"Sure."

"What caused all the scars on his stomach?"

"He was pulling someone out of a vehicle that was on fire and got burned."

"Oh my God. Was the guy okay?"

"I guess so, you are talking to him."

"Victor pulled you out of a burning car?"

"He pulled me out of a burning Hummer after it was hit by an IED. The explosion threw him out of the vehicle and blew his body armor off. I was the only one that did not get out, so he ran back and pulled me out. He had some pretty bad burns. It burned most of the hair off his dick too, but you probably know that."

"Yea, I kinda noticed. All the porn stars are doing that now, you know."

"Back when it happened it was only popular with gay guys, they said it makes your junk look bigger. Victor had to put up with a lot of harassment. Not a guy you want pissed off at you. 

"He was mad cause people though he was gay?"

"He was made because people made fun of him behind his back, he had no problem with them saying it to his face."

"So he saved your life."

"Yea, we kind of go back and forth on that. The first time I meant him I was pulling out of a chopper that went down. The bird crashed on the side of a mountain. The rest of the crew got out, but he was pinned. They lowered me out of a Blackhawk and I cut him out. Good times"

"So this kind of stuff happened more than once?"

"Lately it's been jealous boyfriends and pissed off girlfriends."

"I don't want to hear about that. I'm not going to get caught in a crossfire with him, am I?"

"No, he has become a lot more selective about who he picks up. Women pretty much needed references to be with him."

"So I am not the only woman he is fucking right now."

"I think there are two others, but you take up most of his time. The others don't seem to be as much of a challenge to him. Is that going to be a problem?"

"As long as they are not skanky and give him some disease, he can bring them over for a party. But if I have to start on penicillin, I will be pissed."

There was a knock at the door. Frank glanced out the window. One car was parked in front of the house. He glanced out the side window, then opened the door.

A well-built woman stood at the door. She was tall and blonde and drop dead sexy. She had a small bag in one hand, and a duffle bag in the other.

"Hello Fiona, I have something for you from Victor." she said, walking right past Frank. 

"Hello Jade, "Fiona said warily, standing and walking to meet her. 

"Victor would like for you to meet him for a summer vacation at the beach. Here is your outfit. The rest of the items you need are in the car," she said, setting the keys and small bag on the table.

Fiona peered into the bag. It contained a hotel passkey, bikini bottoms and a colorful shoulder wrap. Frank approached them.

"I've seen you at Victor's, but I don't think we have ever met," he said, extending his hand to Jade. 

"I'm Jade. I'm the lead engineer at Victor's company, among other things," she replied, firmly shaking his hand. 

"This is it?" Fiona asked. 

"There is a bit more in the car, you know toothbrush, comb. The resort supplies everything else."

"Sounds nice, I'm jealous, "Frank interjected. 

"I've got something for you to Frank. Care to guess what is in the bag?" Jade asked, setting the duffle bag on the ground. 

"Lions, Tigers and Bears? "he asked eagerly.

"That and a lot more."

"Now who is jealous?" Frank asked. 

"You two have fun," Fiona said with a knowing grin.

Fiona stripped off her clothes and slipped on the bikini bottoms, the put the wrap around her shoulders. The pattern made it difficult to tell is was see thru, but it was possible to make out her nipples if you looked hard enough.

"Put those away for me Frank," she said, glanceing at her clothes on the floor," and don't wait up. I will be back when I'm done."

Fiona picked up the keys Jade left on the table and walked to the door. Just before she opened it, she turned back and looked into the room. Frank was sitting down. Jade was standing in front of Frank, peering down at him. Fiona could see Jade's swollen nipples protruding through her shirt. Jade set her bag on the ground. Fiona started to wonder what was in it, then decided to focus on her own adventure instead. She knew Frank would tell her every exquisite detail of his time with Jade. Fiona opened the door and walked away from the house.

The car was a Ford Mustang convertible. Like many of Victor's possessions it appeared be slightly extravagant. Fiona knew that he had probably enhanced it in ways that were not visible to the casual observer. She opened the door and noticed the seats had been upgraded to some very nice Recaro units. She settled in behind the wheel and started the car. The engine rumbled to life, and the faint whine of a supercharger was audible from under the hood. An aircraft style heads up display appeared on the windshield, each item blinked off as the cars computer finished its self-check. Only the speed and fuel level remained visible after a few moments. Fiona felt under the dash. She recognized the butt of a pistol and the cylindrical shape of a pepper spray canister. She drew the pistol out of its holster. It was a nine millimeter Smith and Wesson M&P Pro with a crimson trace laser sight. It appeared Victor wanted to be certain she did not have any problems on her drive. She pulled the slide back, a cartridge was visible in the chamber. She ejected the magazine, the witness holes showed it was loaded to its seventeen round capacity. She put it back into the holster under the dash. As soon as Fiona pulled away from the house the navigation system sprang to life. She glanced that the display and noticed that it showed an indirect route.

Fiona quickly passed through the city. As she approached each turn a large arrow appeared on the windshield. She had figured out most of the controls. There were a few buttons she had not tested yet. Fiona was beginning to wonder if one of them was for an ejection seat, the car seemed right out of a James Bond movie. She came to a stop sign. The navigation system told her to turn on to a rural highway. Then a new message appeared in front of her

CARE TO GO TOPLESS?

The switch to lower the top illuminated.

Fiona looked left and right. There was not another car in sight. She pressed the switch, and the roof of the car began to fold itself into the trunk. At the same time Fiona slipped her wrap off her shoulders, letting the warmth of the sun onto her breasts. As soon as the roof was fully stowed, Fiona put the car into gear and pulled onto the highway. It was a desolate road, only the occasional cow got to see Fiona's breasts. The display on the windshield showed 85 miles an hour. The wind whipped all around Fiona. Sending her hair flying in all directions. The wind also rushed over her breasts, causing her erect nipples to tingle. She wondered what Victor had in store for her. Her package had contained no restraints. Fiona recalled Frank telling her Victor was not one to hold grudges. It appeared to be true. This car, the exclusive resort she was headed to, it certainly seemed an odd way to punish her from her disobedience.

The miles went by quickly, and soon Fiona was pulling into the parking lot of her destination. She put the wrap back over her shoulders and retrieved her bag from the trunk. The entrance was a massive gate. She showed her passkey to the attendant, and the gate swung open. The resort had a tropical theme. All the buildings looked like grass huts or large bamboo structures. Fiona noticed that many of the female guests were topless, and removed the wrap from her shoulders. She walked up to the front desk and displayed her passkey. The young man took it from her, swiped it through his Terminal and handed it back to her. 

"The rest of your party is already here. He asks that you join him on the beach, just outside Cabana 6," he said calmly. 

Fiona wondered what it like to be surrounded by eye candy all day. The attendant was an attractive young man. She wondered how many room keys got "left "on his desk. She began walking towards the beach, and easily located Victor. He was reclining in a chair. He stood as she approached.

"How was your trip?" he asked. 

"You mean you don't have a camera in the car to watch me?"

"No, and all the telemetry is turned off. I thought you would like some alone time."

"Then who sent the message about being topless?"

"That was preprogrammed for the intersection. I knew that road had almost no traffic, so I thought you might enjoy getting some sun," Victor replied. 

"Thanks for the extra protection, it was sweet of you to be concerned," Fiona said, making a pistol shape with her fingers. 

"Did you check out the rifle in the trunk?"

"No, I didn't think I was going through Kabul on my way here. What was it?"

".308 LaRue with a Trijicon sight."

"Nice, almost makes me wish I had run into trouble... almost."

She noticed his eyes scanning her breasts. His brow furrowed slightly. 

"The trip was fun. Is something wrong?" she asked. 

"You should have been wearing sunscreen. There's a shortage of perfect breasts in the world. It would be a pity to spoil yours. You don't want to end up like her," Victor said, nodding towards a woman nearby.

Fiona glanced at the woman. She was topless, with golden brown skin and full, round breasts. She looked to be in her mid-thirties. She wasn't stunning, but was not unattractive.

"I don't see anything wrong with her." Fiona replied. 

"At the bottom her breast, those are biopsy scars. She has either had skin cancer, or her doctor thought she did. Now put on some sunscreen or I will do it for you."

Fiona considered her options. Getting aroused in public probably was not a good idea, and Victor smearing sunscreen on her tits was pretty would turn her own quite a bit... She bent down and pulled the sunscreen from his satchel. She squeezed the tube and the creamy liquid spurted on to her skin, running in streams over her breasts. She rubbed it in while looking Victor directly in the eye. Both of them grinned. Fiona glanced at Victor's shorts, there was no sign of an erection. She wondered if he had a switch on that damn thing. Unlike her nipples, it only seemed to become erect when it suited him.

"Turn around, you need some on your back as well."

Fiona turned. She heard Victor rubbing his hands together, then felt them on her back. He had warmed the lotion before applying it. His small hands massaged the sunscreen into her skin from the nape of her neck to the small of her back.

"Okay, I think you can reach the rest," Victor said, sitting back down. He watched as she smeared the lotion over her belly and legs.

"Did you finish your reading assignment?" Victor asked. 

"Yes, several times over," she replied. 

"Did you do any of the practical exercises?"

"Yes, each one at least once. I invented a few of my own as well."

"Anything with a happy ending?"

"Yes, very happy."

"That might be useful later, not so much on this beach."

"That's too bad. I think I have some skills that are appropriate for now."

"Good, show me," he said extending his foot to her.

Fiona started the massage by rotating his ankle. She pulled a bottle massage oil from his bag and drizzled it on his foot. With her thumb and fingers she probed him. He was tenser than she expected. She finished by gently tugging on his toes. She wiped the oil off, the picked up his other foot and repeated the process. Fiona focused on what she was doing, trying to recall the names of the muscles and ligaments she was manipulating. She dared not look at Victor. The combination of seeing his tan body and feeling his flesh slide in her hand would be too much of a turn on for even a private beach. Occasionally Fiona let her eyes wander around the beach. There was a wide variety of people, from many age groups and ethnic groups. She was pretty sure they were all from the same economic class. The place looked very expensive. It was easy to see who was going topless for the first time, and who had embraced the lifestyle. Oddly, some of the most attractive women seem very concerned. The women that were not head turners seemed to be a lot more relaxed and content. With that thought Fiona was done.

"That was excellent," Victor said, sounding quite genuine. 

"Thank you."

"Would you like to take a walk? I imagine you are tired of sitting."

"That would be wonderful."

The two of them began to stroll down the beach, stepping through the sea of sunbathers.

"Sometimes I think there place is run by evil dermatologists," Victor observed. 

"I think your tinfoil hat is slipping," Fiona replied. 

"It's like the dentist that does not recommend sugarless gum in the commercial. They tell us to stay out of the sun, but then places like this pop up. How could you not want to be out here?"

"I can think of one reason to stay indoors, although I guess outdoors is also an option," Fiona said. 

"That's true, which is why we are walking on the beach, not in the dunes."

"That's where people go to fuck?"

"Yep."

"Really?"

Victor stopped walking. They had walked past most of the beachgoers, only a few people were around. Victor turned his head slightly.

"Listen," he said.

Fiona turned her head the same direction as Victor's. From the dunes she could hear faint moaning. Occasionally a giggle or quiet scream would float through the air. Fiona smiled, not sure if she was amused or aroused. She began walking again, before the noise did arouse her.

"Are we going to do that? " She asked. 

"Not this time. I think you will find you have a full schedule while you are here. Besides, there is a lot of technique to deal with the sand."

" Is there anything further down the beach?"

"Just the all nude section."

"Can we go there?"

"Of course."

They continued down the beach, and soon were in a smaller sea of sunbathers. Not everyone was nude. Fiona observed that this was an older crowd, less concerned with checking each other out. That demographic was probably back in the dunes. 

"Ready to go back?" Victor asked

"Sure."

"Put this on, "Victor instructed, producing her wrap, "we are going to take a shortcut back to the room, it takes off of property.'




Summer BeachTrip



"What about your stuff on the beach?"

"The staff will take it back to my room.'

They cut through the dunes, somehow avoiding the couples and groups. Soon they were back at the gate. Victor showed his passkey and they were admitted. Moments later they were at his room. From the outside it looked like a grass hut. Inside it looked like a cottage, but the bedroom was open to a private section of the beach, with thick vegetation running all the way to the water. A fence extended into the ocean, ensuring their privacy.

"Are you ready to show me what else you learned?" Victor asked. 

"Of course."

In the middle of the room was a massage table. Victor quickly stripped off his trunks and lay face down on the table. He covered his ass with a towel. Fiona took a moment to admire his physique. He wasn't cut like a bodybuilder, but was quite solid. She especially like his firm ass. Even covered by the towel it titillated her. Her mind drifted to the vision she had when she was masturbating. Even though a week had passed, the image of someone on their hands and knees in front of her was still fresh in her mind. Maybe he was the one she would use the dildo on. Fiona shook her head to clear it. The task at hand was giving Victor a massage, and only a massage. She tossed her shoulder wrap in the corner. Her breasts glimmered with a combination of sunscreen, sweat and sand. Her nipples were swollen, betraying her feigned lack of interest in the naked man in front of her.

She started by wiping his skin with a clean towel, removing the sand the wind had blown onto him during their walk on the beach. Next she poured oil into her hand, warming it up before spreading it over his legs. Slowly she worked her way over the calf of his left leg. As she moved on to his hamstring she again focused on what she had read in the book. In her head she listed the tissues she was touching. Fiona was so focused on anatomy that the feeling of the soft towel surprised her. She moved to his right leg and continued the massage. Victor felt less tense that he had during his foot massage at the beach.

Fiona stood at the top of the table, stroking Victor's back, and pressing her fingers into his shoulders. The lessons of the book were losing their effectiveness as a distraction. She stretched to reach his lower lumbar area... Her breasts were inches from his well-oiled back. The temptation to lean over just a bit more, to feel his warm skin against her swollen nipples was almost overwhelming. Fiona did not have ropes and straps to hold her back. Only Victor's words restrained her. She tried to distract herself by thinking of Frank. That only led to her wondering what Jade did after she left. Was Frank in a similar situation, being teased by Jade.

"I'm done with your back. Please turn over, "Fiona requested. She was a bit anxious, wanting to see if Victor had an erection, or if this really was just a massage for him. She was disappointed when he managed to keep the towel in place. In fact, instead of neatly spreading it across his hips, he left it loosely piled. The random folds of the material obscured any clue about his cock.

Fiona resigned herself to being a bit frustrated. She drizzled oil on him, matting down his chest hair. She felt a glimmer of encouragement when she felt his nipples against her palms. The flesh felt stiff and swollen. She hoped that was mirrored by his cock. Her fingers caressed his arms. Bicep. Triceps, she didn't care. She just wanted them around her. Fiona paced herself, not wanting to rush. She knew Victor would not tolerate a half assed job. She finished with long strokes down his legs.

"That's it. How did I do?" She asked. 

"Very well. I am impressed. We will have to do this again some time." he replied.

Fiona was thrilled. So far, so good. She eagerly awaited his next request.

"We need to take a shower to get cleaned up, "Victor said. 

"Together?" Fiona replied enthusiastically. 

"Just to get cleaned up," Victor said sternly. 

"As you wish," Fiona said, with less enthusiasm.

The shower was easily large enough for two people. It was a glass cube with brass and silver pipes running through the wall. In two of the corners shower tiles sprayed water straight out from the wall. Two large shower heads hung from the ceiling on flexible stalks. Victor picked up a thick tablet computer and slid his finger across the screen. The shower sprang to life, water spurting from the showerheads. At the water became a steady stream Victor stepped into the enclosure. He hung the tablet on the wall and moved into one of the corners. The shower tiles shot jets of water that splashed against his body. As soon as he stepped away they shut off.

Fiona followed him in. The water was warm, but not too hot. She glanced at the tablet. It display the temperature. She backed into the corner, waiting for the shower tiles to douse her. Even though she was expecting it, the impact of the water startled her. She looked at Victor. Water was cascading off his body. It took a moment for her to realize his penis was no longer hidden from her. She quickly glanced down at it. His cock was fully erect. She only looked for a second, even though she knew her actions were obvious. Fiona had lost count of the times men had tried the same trick to check out her tits. Fiona picked a bottle of body wash.

"May I clean you off?" she asked

"I'd like that," he answered.

It was time to push the envelope. Fiona reached up and tilted the shower away from Victor. Squeezing her breasts together in the crook of her arm, she poured the body wash into her cleavage. After putting the bottle down she worked the puddle into a lather.

"Turn around, I want to do your back first, "she instructed.

As soon as Victor has his back to her, she placed her hands on his shoulders. She squatted and pressed her breasts into the small of his back. Slowly she stood, spreading the lather over him. Using her breasts like sponges, she rubbed his back from his ass to below his shoulder blades.

"I'm going to jump on your back so I can reach your neck," she warned. 

"Wouldn't it be easier if I just knelt down?" Victor asked. 

"Yes, but it would not be as much fun."

She sprang onto his back, wrapping her legs around his waist. Her ankle brushed against the tip of his erection, sending a shiver down her spine. She rubbed her breasts against his shoulders and neck, the slowly let herself slid down his body. She used her hands to spread the lather over his ass and down his legs.

"Turn around," she requested as she stood.

As soon as he did she retrieved the body wash. This time she drizzled the fluid on her breasts while looking directly at Victor. He seemed to enjoy the show. Fiona leaned forward and flattened her breasts against his belly, being careful to avoid is throbbing erection. She did not want this to end the way their last encounter did. Slowly she straightened her back and stood up. Fiona put her hands on Victor's shoulders again. 

"Ready?"

He nodded in response. With a quick leap she sprang onto him, quickly wrapping her legs around his waist. Fiona wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her tits against his chest. She felt his coarse chest hair against her swollen nipples as she rubbed his chest with her breasts. Just knowing that her pussy was hovering a fraction of an inch over the head of his cock drove her wild with anticipation. For a moment she held herself tight against him, fantasizing about plunging down onto his cock, making him fill her up. Slowly she unwound her legs and put her feet on the floor. Fiona released her hold on his neck, and pushed him back into the corner. As the tile showers began to wash away the suds, she tipped the shower towards him. Once again water cascaded down his body. Victor ducked his head, letting the water rinse through his hair. Fiona took advantage of the situation, staring at Victor's engorged cock, recalling what it felt like in her mouth, between her breasts and against her ass. She tried to imagine what it would feel like inside her. She had fucked plenty of men, some with much bigger cocks. But other than Frank's, she had never wanted one more. She hoped she had played Victor's game correctly. She wanted to know what he had planned for her. She stepped back into her corner, letting the jets rinse away the remaining soap. She slowly twirled, enjoying the water pounding against her breasts. The jets were positioned perfectly, one pair sprayed onto her nipples, the lower pair converged on her pussy.

Fiona felt Victor's hands on her shoulders. The rest of his body was soon pressed against her. The rigid shaft of his dick spread her ass apart. She could feel the head of his cock in the small over her back.

"Does this feel good?" he asked. 

"Uh-huh," she replied, nodding in case the sound of the water drown out her voice.

Suddenly an orgasm surged through her body. She had never come so quickly. Victor wrapped his arms around her, holding her up as her knees buckled. The water continued to spray against her. Fiona felt the muscles in her pussy spasm, and bolts of pleasure shot out from her nipples. As the sensations faded away she let her head drop. Victor pulled her back to the center of the shower. The water slowed and finally stopped. He took her by the hand and led her out.

Still dripping wet, Victor gently toweled Fiona off. He wrapped a towel around his waist and lead Fiona into the next room. In the middle of the room was a complicated apparatus. A raceway hung from the ceiling, and second one was on the floor. Connecting them was a harness of manila rope and leather. Setting on the floor next to it was a riding crop and a flogger. An eye mask and headphones hung from the harness. Fiona took a deep breath. Air heavy with the smell of leather and rope filled her lungs. 

"What's this?" Fiona asked. 

"It's adapted from something we built for physical therapy," Victor replied. 

"Well, as long it is for science," Fiona said with a grin. 

"Yes, science. Could you stand here please and put your hands above your head?"

Fiona stood with her back against the wall. Victor began to apply the restraints to her. First a pair of leather cuffs around each wrist. He pulled each of the three straps tight, then fastened the brass buckles. Fiona guessed the original unit has nylon and plastic. She was glad Victor had modified it. A spreader bar connected the cuffs. A similar setup secured her ankles. He wrapped wide silk ribbons around her thighs and just below her knees. Fiona began to wonder if she was going to get fucked or be water boarded. The last set of silk ribbons went around her bicep. The final restraint was a fur lined leather belt around her midsection.

"Comfortable?" he asked. 

"Surprisingly so," she answered. 

"Do you remember the safe word?"

"Eject Eject Eject."

"Very good, there is also an emergency release button right here," Victor explained, pointing to a red button on each side of the spreader bar. It was within reach of her thumb. 

"Okay."

"Ready for a quick test flight?"

"Yes," Fiona said, trying to get the butterflies in her stomach to at least fly in formation. 

"Last thing," Victor said.

He slipped something over each of her fingers, leaving only her thumbs unencumbered

Victor picked up the controller. It was a tablet with a few joysticks on it. The machine hummed to life and the ropes began to get tight. Soon Fiona was suspended spread eagle above Victor's head. He slowly rotated her until she was upside down, her face directly in front of his towel where his erection bulged out. Victor worked the controls some more. Fiona found herself in the doggy style position, but three feet above the ground. He pressed something on the controller and it felt like someone was sucking on each of her fingers. As quickly as the feeling started, it stopped. Next she was curled into a ball, and finally vertical, eye to eye with Victor. For the first time she saw lust and desire in his eyes

"Right back at you" she said to herself.

Victor set the remote down and picked up the mask. He positioned it over Fiona's eyes. A multitude of lights appeared.

"It's full of stars," Fiona mumbled. She felt the headset cover her ears. Only a soft whooshing sound was audible.

"Is this too loud?" Victor asked. Fiona answered, but did not hear herself. She was impressed. Not only did the headphones cancel all the noise in the room, but somehow even her own voice was suppressed. She screamed, but only heard the whooshing. 

"Is something wrong?" Victor asked. 

"No, just testing it out. Very nice. What's the application for this?" she replied, or at least thought she did. Once again she could not hear herself. 

"It's a step up from a rubber room, hopefully an alternative to sedating over excited patients. But for you it should reduce distraction, and maybe even temptations."

Fiona grinned. He was trying to make the game a bit easier for her. She felt thrilled that he wanted her that much.

"We have a few things to discuss. I'm going to let you hear your own voice, you are slurring your words a bit with the suppression turned on."

"Okay," Fiona replied, mildly surprised to hear her voice again. She was fairly certain she was still vertical.

"Let's talk about your homework. I know you read the book. What about the other assignment. Did you call Frank on your way home?"

"Yes, right after I left your house."

"Were you still naked?"

"Yes, completely"

Fiona felt the tendrils of the flogger on the nape of her neck. She was not sure what had happened to her hair. Either she was at some angle that gravity had moved it out of his way, or he had put it up without her knowledge.

"What did you tell him?"

"That I was naked, and that I liked feeling your cock against my ass"

"and?"

" And I wanted him to fuck me in the ass when I got home."

"Kinky, I like it. What else did you tell him?'

" That you licked my pussy till I had an orgasm."

"I remember that. What happened after that?"

"I told him I gave you a blowjob."

"Do you like sucking my dick?"

"Oh yes. I love the way your cock feels inside my mouth."

"Do you think Frank would like to watch you give me a blowjob?"

"Yes, especially if he was fucking me at the same time."

" What else did you tell Frank?"

"I told him you came in my mouth and on my breasts.'

Fiona felt drops of moisture running down her thighs, but not straight down. The drops ran towards her ass. She must be at an angle. Thinking about that night, being naked in the pool behind Victor's house. He had been so close to fucking her, but had done everything else instead.

"Did you tell him about the riding crop?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"All I wanted to do was get home so Frank could screw me. I was so horny. You can't possibly imagine."

"So, even though you had several orgasms with me, you wanted more?"

"Yes, I wanted more."

The whoosh sound rushed back into her ears. Fiona knew she was moving, but not sure where. She felt the flogger again, softly touching her between her breasts. It seemed like the only part of her body she could feel anything was the spot Victor was touching her. The leather strips moved on to her left breast, getting closer and closer to her swollen nipple. Finally one tendril slapped against her engorged flesh. A lightning bolt of pleasure shot straight to her brain. She was fairly sure she screamed, but heard nothing. Another impact, this one a bit harder. On the other breast what could only be Victor's warm breath. The muscles in her belly began to clench, either out of jealousy or in support of her tits. Once again the leather slapped against her, stinging this time. She knew her pussy should be gushing, but whatever positions she was in prevented her from feeling it. Another slap, this one just below the threshold of pain, then a pause. She tried to beg for more, but heard nothing. Then Victor's soft, wet tongue circled the red skin of her left nipple. It was warm and tender and drove her wild. Seconds later he started on her right breast with the flogger. Gentle kissing on one tit contrasted with the sting on the other. Her body exploded into orgasm. She truly felt like she was floating in a sea of pleasure. As she felt calm returning a new sensation emerged. Something was pressing between her legs. It was hard, and hot. Bells went off in her head. It was Victor's cock. It slipped from the top of her cunt to the bottom. It rubbed against her clit. Fiona realized she was tilting backwards. She felt blood rushing to her head, but did not care. The moisture pouring out of her ran between the cheeks of her ass, pursued by Victor's cock. His erection cleaved her ass apart, but did not penetrate her. And then it was gone. The whooshing sound was drowned out by the pounding of her heart. Then both faded.

"Tell me about what happened with Jade after she tied you to the bed."

"She put the dildo on me."

" Did you try to stop her?"

"No, I mean yes, I mean no."

"Which one is it?" Victor demanded. 

"I forgot the safe word for a while, and by the time I remembered it, I did not want her to stop anymore."

"What did she do to you?"

"She fucked me, well, she got on top of me and made me fuck her. She rode me like a cowgirl."

"She made you?'

"She let me." Fiona conceded. 

"Did you have an orgasm with Jade?"

"I did, "Fiona replied, thinking about that night. Her thoughts again turned to Frank and Jade. She wondered if she was riding Frank's real cock the way she had ridden the fake one that had been strapped to her own body. She wondered if Frank would come inside her too. Fiona wondered if Frank would get to see Jade's tits. 

"Was she naked?" Victor asked, interrupting Fiona's daydream. 

"No, she had her clothes on. Her shirt was soaked with sweat, I could almost see her breasts..."

"Did you want to?"

"Not at first, but now I wish I had.

The whooshing sound returned, and Fiona felt something pulling one her hair, tipping her head back. It felt like she was vertical again. She felt the band on her thighs pulling apart. What could only be Victor's tongue ran along the lips of her vagina. She still had a sense of smell, and the scent of sex had been present for some time. Suddenly it grew much stronger. Then she felt the head of Victor's cock against her lips. Somehow they were in a 69 position, but she did not understand how. She did not care. The tension on her hair relaxed and she began to bob her head back and forth, taking in as much of his erection as she could. At the same time Victor's mouth was eagerly exploring her sex. Fiona was torn. She wanted to please Victor. She wanted to make him come, but she also wanted to feel his cock between her legs. Surely he would have planned for her enthusiasm. She pressed her lips tight against him, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. Over and over his dick penetrated her lips. Her tongue pressed against the most sensitive parts of him. Soon she detected the familiar taste of him leaking into her mouth. He did nothing to stop her. As soon as she felt his cock start to spurt into her mouth, she engulfed him, forcing the head of his dick into her throat until he was done. He slid his penis out of her mouth and she gasped for breath. Her gasping continued as he used his mouth to push her into another climax.

"Any extra credit work?" Frank asked, still breathing hard from his orgasm.

Fiona pondered telling him about Bobbie. She had not told Frank. She and Bobbie had not quite sworn themselves to secrecy. This wasn't a secret she was keeping from Frank, rather something she was going to surprise him with when the time was right.

"I fucked another girl, and I liked it."

Fiona heard the white noise got louder, and felt her body spinning. Her hair fell around her face, and she felt blood rushing to her head. She was facing the floor with her ass in the air. Her legs were spread apart and slightly bent. For a moment she hung in the air, motionless, in the dark, unable to hear even her own breathing.




Summer BeachTrip



It started on her lips. A light touch, something just brushing against them. Then can me the smell. It was unmistakable. It was leather. The tip of the riding crop slipped between her lips just long enough for her to taste it. Then it tapped her the underside of her chin. Every inch of her body cried out for it as it inched down her throat. It paused at the top of her sternum. Fiona realized she was only thinking of the riding crop. Victor had completely slipped for her mind. She wasn't wondering where he was standing, what part of her he was looking at. She was entirely focused on the small leather flap pressed against her skin. It slide down into her cleavage. It felt like her nipples were in competition to attract it, both feeling more erect than usual. For a moment in vanished, the lightly slapped against her left breast. She heard it, the noise actually startled her after the total silence

slowly it swirled around her breast. Each circle was tighter. It was approaching her swollen nipple. She ached to feel it. Without warning it impacted her sensitive skin with enough force to be almost painful, but not quite. Fiona's body quivered, and the noise echoed in her otherwise empty ears. Then it was on her right breast. It flitted between them like a hummingbird. Fiona was so focused on it that could feel the air disturbance between her breasts and the riding crop moved back and forth.

Because of her head down angle, the liquid from between her legs was flowing towards her breasts. The stream of wetness ran over her clit and onto her belly. She was completely shaved, so nothing impeded the stream as it crept towards her breasts. Any movement in the air gave her chills along the wet area.

The riding crop homed in on it, lapping it up. It spread the wetness over her skin and it moved closer and closer to the source. Fiona might have been begging for it to get closer. She still could not hear her own voice.

Just as it finally arrived between her legs, Victor pinched her nipples. He used his teeth on her right side and his fingers on her left. The trifecta of stimulation launched her towards orgasm like a catapult. As the braided shaft of the riding crop rubbed against her clit, the flap spread her lips apart. Victor pulled both her nipples taut at the same time. When she came he released her nipples, but continued to press the riding crop between her legs, sustaining her orgasm for longer than usual. Then the emptiness returned.

The next thing she knew Victor's hands were resting on her ass, spreading her cheeks apart. She still wanted him inside her, even though she did not think she had the energy for another orgasm.

"You have a nice ass," Victor said, his voice the only sound she could hear. Fiona was overwhelmed with anticipation and curiosity. Victor had just come in her mouth, she wondered if he still had an erection. He had cut her story short. Was he running out of time, or just so turned on that he could not wait for the rest of the story. If he was about to fuck her, would it be in the ass?

"I think I will leave that to Frank."

Fiona felt an odd sense of relief. Frank was the only man that had ever put his cock in her ass. The thought of that being something exclusive to them suddenly seemed right. Her thoughts of Frank cut short by the feeling of Victor's dick sliding into her drenched twat. She felt a tug on the band around her waist and Victor used it to pull her towards him. She was suspended at such an angle that his cock slid over her clit before penetrating her pussy. She reveled in the feeling of this thick dick stretching her apart. His erection had not lost a bit of its stiffness. She wondered if he had taken a drug to keep it up, or if he was just really turned on. He buried himself all the way inside her. She could feel his balls pressed against her.

Fiona felt the restraint around her midsection pulling her down while the ones around her thighs pulled her back towards Victor. His hands here now on her breasts, squeezing them roughly.

"I... want...to...," Victor said between breaths, "come... in ... your ... mouth."

Without even thinking how he would do it, Fiona nodded and opened her mouth wide. She felt herself lurch forward into a somersault, the falling downward. Victor's cock slipped past her lips. She was facing him, and she hanging head down. Just as her lips closed around his shaft he flooded her mouth again. The hot liquid filled her cheeks. Gravity kept it from going down her throat. His penis stopped jerking and he slowly withdrew it from her. She kept her lips tight against him, not wanting to spill a single drop. She felt herself turning right side up. The fluid drained down her throat as her feet touched the ground.

"The lights are turned down, but it's going to seem pretty bright to you", Victor explained as he removed the goggles. He was standing right in front of her. The ambient noises of the room slowly returned to the headphones. Victor was releasing her, starting with her wrists and arms. In a matter of minutes she was free. Fiona took off the headphones and hung them on the wall.

"I don't know how you did some of that."

"I had my own harness, although I was not up in the air as much as you were. You can watch the computer model of it if you want to." Victor explained, gesturing to a monitor. It showed two stick figures. Fiona sat at the terminal, more curious than aroused for the moment. She used the trackball to zip through the animation, seeing the two stick figures perform seem to defy gravity.

She looked at Victor. 

"So is this it, are you done with me?" she asked. 

"Only if you want me to be."

"Do you mind if I take a walk along the beach alone?" Fiona asked

"Not at all," Victor replied. "But you need to at least wear a bikini bottom. Although the entire resort is topless, only parts of the beach are totally nude. There should be a few suits in your room."

"I have a room here?"

"Yes, you are spending the night."

"That sounds intriguing."

"It will be."

Fiona walked down a short hallway and found her room. The closet had a few sundresses and a swimsuit. She put it on a barely there bikini bottom and headed to the beach. The privacy fence had a gate, and once on the other side, she found herself in a sea of mostly naked humanity. It seemed like any other beach, just less

clothing. Most of the women and all of the men were topless. Fiona

wandered about until she noticed the sun getting low in the sky, and began

making her way back to the cabana she was sharing with Victor.

As she opened the gate and walked up onto the porch, she noticed that the apparatus Victor had used to restrain her was gone. 

"Victor?" she called out. 

"In the main room, "was his reply. 

"I thought the gate would have a lock, but it opened right up."

"There is a facial recognition system - it saw you approach and unlocked."

"Interesting."

She walked into the room with the massage table. There she found Victor giving his assistant a massage. It was the first time Fiona had seen Stephan undressed. He was not as muscular as Victor. He had the physique of a long distance runner, although the muscles he did have were well defined.

"I did not know that Stephan was here as well," she said, walking into the room. 

"He usually accompanies me on trips," Victor replied, still massaging Stephan's back. 

"Is he staying in my room or yours?"

"He has his own cabin, but I doubt he would complain if you wanted him to stay with you."

"I doubt anyone would complain about that," Stephan interjected. 

"I thought he was your masseur."

"He is, but I asked for a few pointers. I was hoping to surprise you later."

"Do you want me to leave?"

"No, I think we are almost done."

"I don't mind waiting," Fiona said, sitting down. 

"I think he needs about ten more minutes of practice," Stephan said.

Fiona reclined in her chair. Victor was wearing only his swim trunks, which left just enough to the imagination to be tasteful. Stephan had a towel covering his ass, and

nothing more. Fiona watched has the muscles in Victor's arms tense and

as his fingers pressed into Stephan's back. Both of them were quite attractive, 

and she was enjoying the show.

"You are not pressing evenly - trying climbing onto the table," Stephan instructed.

Victor stopped leaning over his subject and was soon on his knees, straddling Stephan's thighs. Once again ran his hands over Stefan's back.

"Much better, and remember to put your thumbs under the shoulder blade."

Fiona watched the two of them complete the lesson.

Fiona open her eyes. It was morning. She could hear the waves crashing onto the beach, and an ocean breeze came in through her window. She had the dream again - the one where men surrounded her and came all over her. This time it was different - she was not

blindfolded. She recognized the men, as they were all former lovers. A

better description would be sex partners, since her relationship with the majority of

them had been purely physical. Most of them were men that had been part

of a threesome with Frank. Frank and Victor had been there, too. They were the last two men to come on her. They were both behind her, coating her ass with their hot sticky contribution. It was probably because of what happened the previous night...

After dinner she had asked for a massage, eager to see what Victor had learned from Stephan. Both men ended up with their hands on her. When they were done she was completely relaxed. She was also exhausted. The long drive, the sex with

Victor, and the long walk on the beach had completely drained her. And

yet she was still aroused. 

After Victor carried her to bed she made a request - she asked to watch Victor and Stephan masturbate and come on her tits. She wasn't sure where the idea originated, but she wanted to do something naughty before drifting off to sleep. They had quickly obliged, but unlike her dream, they did not cover her. In fact, it was barely enough to cover her swollen nipple. She had expected Victor to be drained after the afternoon they spent together. She could only guess that Stephan had been equally busy with another guest at the resort. The two men watched her as she pressed her breasts to her mouth and licked each nipple clean. It seemed like the appropriate way to end the day.

Fiona shook her head to clear the night's memories away. It was a new day, and the sound of voices filtered into her room. Fiona wondered if Victor was getting another massage lesson from Stephan. She closed her eyes and thought about the two men caressing each other. She could not think of a better way to start this day.

Fiona looked around. There were a few additions to her room. Each corner of her bed had a rope tied to it, extending to the ceiling. She wondered what devious

use Victor had for them. There was one other addition as well. A small brass bell

sat on the nightstand. Fiona picked it up and shook it gently. The faint

ringing sound brought Victor and Stephan into the room. Both were wearing

shorts and nothing else. Stephan was taller and thinner than Victor, with

spiky blonde hair. His well-defined chest was covered with same blonde

hair. It faded from view when he stood in the shadows, but glistened in

the sun.

"I hope you are rested. We have

a lot planned for you today," Victor said. 

"I'm ready for anything," Fiona replied. 

"In that case, can you show us your hands?" Stephan asked.

Fiona extended her arms towards

the two men. Each of them seized a wrist, buckling a leather strap around

it. The strap was connected to the rope by means of a metal clamp. Fiona

recognized them as climbing ascenders - devices that would slide along the rope

until they were locked into position. Stephan slowly removed the sheet, 

revealing Fiona's naked body. Her nipples had already become erect in

anticipation of what was to come. Stephan and Victor wrapped restraints

around her ankles, and soon all four appendages were secured to the ropes

around her bed. Fiona noticed both Stephan and Victor had bulges in their

shorts. This excited her even more. Normally Victor has impressive self-control. If even he could not hold back, what was about to happen had to be quite impressive?

Stephan and Victor both reached to the floor to pick something up. When they stood Fiona's hard heart began to pound. Victor was holding a riding crop. The crop was plain brown leather with a braided shaft, about two feet long. At the end was a soft leather flap just under two inches across. Stephan was holding a black leather flogger. The handle of the flogger was about six inches long and had four metal studs sticking out if it.

Its leather strips were about ten inches long. As Victor moved to

the foot of the bed Stephan began to softly slap the flogger against her neck. Fiona could smell the leather as the tendrils slipped over her throat. She looked at Stephan and met his hungry gaze.

"Stephan's toy is special," Victor said," Why don't you show her what it can do?"

Stephan squeezed the handle and

the crackle of electricity filled the air. An arc jumped from one of the

studs to another. Fiona gasped.

"What the hell is that?" Fiona asked. 

"You know what it is." Victor responded. "You are actually the inspiration for it."

"How?" she asked. 

"A few months ago I saw you in a fuzzy sweater and no bra. I saw your breasts bouncing up and down in that sweater and wondered what kind of current you were creating. Knowing how much you like the flogger, it seemed natural to combine the two," 

he explained. 

"It looks painful."

"The handle is for show. There are two leads mixed in with the leather, but much less voltage. You probably generated more power running in that sweater."

"Okay, but if you hurt me I will personally kick your ass," Fiona warned.

Victor tapped Fiona's hip with the riding crop, dragging the tip across her midsection. The feeling of it sliding back and forth between her hips sent a thrills through her. With

each transient Victor moved it lower. Soon it was rustling through her

pubic hair. Fiona glanced at both of the men. They were smiling and

both were clearly turned on. Victor's cock was so stiff it created a gap at the

waistband of his shorts. A small dark spot appeared on Stephan's shorts, 

marking the spot where pre-cum was leaking out of his erection. Fiona knew a much larger spot was forming on the sheet between her legs. Just this brief foreplay had her dripping wet. She formed her lips into a round shape, hoping at least one of them would

consider filling her mouth with a nice hard cock.

Stephan flicked his wrist and the flogger cascaded down onto Fiona's tits. It stung, but just a tiny bit. The second time he brought it down he pushed the button just at the

two electrodes were on Fiona's nipple. It felt like someone biting her. Her squeal of pleasure was barely audible over the crackle of the toy. Stephan continued to flog her, covering every inch of her breasts.

He was very sparing with the shocks. Fiona found herself wishing he

was would use it just a little more. The brief sting was exhilarating.

Victor was running the riding crop along the inside of her thighs, with a feather light touch on her clit has as he moved it from one side to another. Fiona writhed with excitement when he pressed it firmly against her vagina.

Abruptly they both put their toys down. Victor and Stephan both pulled on the ropes connected to Fiona's wrists, clipping them to the side of the bed with a carabineer. As they tightened the rope, Fiona was forced into a sitting position with her hands near her hips. Stephan pulled down his shorts and put one knee onto the bed. He put his hand on the back of her head, grabbing a knot of hair. Then he pushed her head down, and Fiona inhaled his cock. She moaned involuntarily has her lips slipped over the crown of his dick. It felt so good to actually touch him. Soon his cock filled her

mouth, either from her leaning forward or him pushing down - it was difficult to

determine. Stephan briefly relaxed his grip, then pushed her down again, causing

her head to bob up and down on him. Over and over her lips stretched

around his engorged penis. Finally he released her.

Fiona had just sat up, when Victor pulled her down onto his dick. He did not stop until his entire penis was in her mouth. Fiona felt the head of his cock slide down her

throat. As she deep throated Victor, Stephan began to use the flogger on

her again. He alternated between the nape of her neck and her breasts.

He refrained from shocking her. He did arc the toy once, and the

sound caused a Pavlovian response in Fiona.

Victor released her and Stephan took her again. He was not as rough this time. Fiona wrapped her lips around him tightly and pressed her tongue against his rigid shaft. She was determined to make him come. Victor had picked up the riding crop and was tapping it on her nipple. She focused her lips and tongue on the most sensitive

parts of Stephan's cock. It did not take long for him to start leaking into her mouth. That encouraged her. She moaned again as Victor pressed theriding crop between her legs. The vibrations from her voice pushed

Stephan over the edge. He filled her cheeks with a rush of warm fluid.

Fiona gulped it down and sucked on his cock, eager to get every drop.

As soon as Stephan's penis was out of her mouth, she turned her head to Victor. Before he could put his hand on her head she had engulfed his cock. Victor seized her head, turning it side to side. The head of his cock pressed against her cheeks, causing them to bulge out. Fiona worked her tongue up and down his penis.Stephan had his hand on her breast, squeezing it firmly. His other

hand was dragging the flogger along the inside of her thigh. Victor's grip tightened a bit and he began to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. Stephan pressed the flogger firmly between her legs. Victor and Fiona climaxed at the same time. She groaned as his cum poured down her throat. The moment his dick slipped from her lips she screamed with pleasure.

Fiona felt the tension in the ropes decrease, and soon she was lying down in the bed. Stephan and Victor began to kiss her. They kissed her on the lips, on the cheeks, and on the neck. She felt their lips and tongue on her ears. As they began to lick and suck on her breasts, she felt their fingertips glide across her ribs. She was painstakingly close to feeling their lips on her nipples, but they moved at a snail's pace.

Each second that ticked by only increased her desire. Their fingers moved at an equally glacial speed, stroking across her hips and onto her wet, swollen labia.

Finally they engulfed her. Both men pressed their lips to her swollen nipples, bring her sweet relief. At the same time one of them plunged his fingers inside her while the other gently pressed against her clit. She had no doubt who was doing

what. She had noticed that Stephan had larger than average hands, and the feeling between her legs certainly not average.

The pressure from their lips and hands ebbed and flowed. Each time she thought she was going to climax, they backed off. She began to wonder if Victor had some technological wonder that was holding her in this sweet prison. 

Just when she thought she could take no more, they stopped. Victor wrapped a fur lined leather belt around her waist. They rapidly ran the ropes through rings on her wrist and ankle restraints, then secured them to the belt. The ropes grew

tight again and Fiona found herself lifted off the bed, suspended in midair. Spreader bars were placed between her arms and legs. She spun over, so that she was facing the bed below her. In a blur Stephan was on the bed below her, and Victor was behind her, on his knees, between her legs.




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Without warning Victor thrust his cock into her drenched vagina. In seconds she was on the verge of climax. 

Stephan pulled her down so that his dick was between her breasts. Victors thrusting caused her tits to slide up and down the shaft of Stephan's throbbing erection. She was past the point of no return. Even if Stephan and Victor left the room she was going to climax. But they did not leave. The feeling of her nipples ragging across Stephan's sweat soaked skin only amplified her orgasm.

"Oh, Oh, Oh, don't stop. I want your cocks. I want your cocks. I'm going to come!" she screamed as the climax surged through her body.

When her screams of pleasure were reduced to soft mewing, Victor withdrew his erection, but was immediately replaced by Stephan. Fiona's head was swimming. She felt the length of Victor's still-hard cock spreading the cheeks of her ass. The head of his dick was resting near the small of her back. This time it was Stephan's powerful

thrusts that caused her to slide against Victor's penis. She was suspended in midair, sandwiched between two men determined to fuck her brains out.

A thought blossomed in her head. It was something that would have been inconceivable a month ago. She wanted both of them inside her. She struggled against the ropes, trying to position herself in a way to make her fantasy come true. Her struggle was a lost cause, she remained pinned between them.

Something else inconceivable was happening. She felt another climax building. She had never come twice so quickly. The pressure of Victor against her and the deep, penetrating thrusts from Stephan were sending her over a cliff into an abyss of pleasure.

She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. Everything vanished. There was no Victor, there was no Stephan. There was not even a bed. There was only ecstasy as an unprecedented amount of endorphins flooded her body.

When the world returned, the ropes were slack. She was lying on the bed, sandwiched between Stephan and Victor. She tried to sit up, but that only gave her a head rush. The two men slipped from the bed and slowly released her restraints.

Victor took her hand and help her stand. The three of them walked to the shower. It sprang to life as they stepped in. Fiona stood motionless in the center, water cascading over her. Stephan and Victor gently lathered her, then rinsed her off.

As they toweled her off she looked at Victor. 

"What's next?" she asked. 

"Breakfast." he replied.

Victor has laid out the plans for the day over breakfast, and now he was putting them into action.

"I'm getting a little turned on," Fiona said has Victor fastened the last buckle on her harness. 

"You will be excited, but it is a different kind excitement. Unless, of course, you look towards the beach," he replied. 

"Just take it easy on the throttle unless you want to see breakfast again."

Fiona looked over her shoulder. Two guys held the parasail. She looked ahead. Stephan and Victor were both in the boat giving her a thumbs up. She returned the signal and Victor dropped into the driver's seat. The engine roared to life, and she saw the slack in the rope disappearing. A gentle tug on her harness and the parasail filled with air and she was flying. Victor's voice cracked over her earpiece.

"Is this good, or do you want to go faster?" he asked. 

"You know me, I want as fast and hard as you can go," she replied as she keyed her throat mike. 

She felt the boat accelerate, and she smiled as he watched the two men getting buffeted by boat crashing through the waves she could see for miles. The water was a beautiful blue, and filled with all kinds of watercraft, from jet skis and hobbies cats to immense yachts and cargo ships. There was even one warship, it appeared to be a frigate. She tried but could not make out the flag it was flying. Fiona felt the rope go slack and the boat turned around. She began to float down toward the waves, the line snapped tight again and she was off in the opposite direction. She looked over towards the beach. From her vantage point she could see several couples, and at least two groups having sex. They probably did not care that the dunes did not shield them from her view. She watched the group the longest, it seemed to have more men than women. It reminded her of her dream. She looked back at the boat and the two men that had been naked with her just a few hours earlier.

A near miss with a pelican snapped her out of her bout of voyeurism and fantasy. She looked back out to sea. A pod of dolphins was playing in the bow wave of the frigate. It was close enough for her to see it was US Navy vessel. Her first impulse was to flash the crew, but she could not pull her harness away to expose a significant amount of flesh.

"We are bringing you in," Victor said over the radio as he turned the boat towards the beach. He swung it around and she drifted to the ground. The crew was there to snatch up the parasail before it could get wet.

Fiona jumped into the boat as Stephan took a turn in the harness. She watched him on the dash monitor. Victor had installed a camera that tracked the passenger, and the zoom lens provided a much clearer image than the naked eyes. The system even had stabilization, so even in the bouncing boat the image remained stable. It seemed there was no activity that Victor did not try to enhance with technology.

As the returned to the shore so Victor could take a turn, Fiona asked if she could drive. She fully expected him to say no. The boat probably cost several hundred thousand dollars, and an inexperienced operator could cause all sorts of accidents. To her surprise, he agreed, showing her the basic controls. When the approached the beach he throttled the boat down, tossed out the anchor and jumped out. Minutes later Stephan was aboard, and Fiona was in the driver's seat. After getting a thumbs up from Victor she opened the throttles wide and the boat lurched into the open ocean. Over the radio Victor urged her to go faster. Soon they were going flat out. Fiona found a patch of smooth water and the boat was going almost 60 knots. She saw a bit of a swell, and before she could decide how bad it looked Stephan and reduced their speed. Even at the slower speed the impact was jarring. Fiona cut the speed back some more and turned, trying to find the smooth water again. It had vanished, but she manage to weave through the waves, avoiding the crests. Stephan explained that when he and Victor raced, the driving was divided between the two of them. Victor steered and Stephan ran the throttles, it was simply too much for one person, even Victor.

Fiona noticed that they were low on fuel and told Victor they would have to head in. He begrudgingly agreed, and Fiona turned towards shore.

They were on land only long enough to grab lunch, then back out on small catamaran. Victor delighted in getting one hull so far out of the water that all three of them had to be on the trapeze to keep from capsizing. They did stop every two hours for Victor's mandatory sunscreen application. Fiona was changed with applying it to both Victor and Stephan, and she was very though. They were equally diligent about making certain she was covered even in places the sun did not shine. The two men completed for the most original application method.

The return trip was into the wind, which made for slow going. Fiona laid out and Victor laid out on the trampoline as Stephan tacked the boat on a zigzag course home. Fiona drifted off to sleep. When she awoke it was twilight. There was still no sign of the beach. Instead the boat was tied up alongside larger vessel.

Fiona looked up at it. It was a real sailing ship, with three tall masts reaching into the evening sky. Tied the mask with a wide silk ribbon was a scrap of paper.

Fiona

Come aboard wearing only the blindfold if you are up for some fun. If you just want dinner, keep your suit on.

V/S

Fiona stripped off her swimsuit and took the ribbon from the mast. She climbed aboard the ship and wrapped the ribbon around her head, covering her eyes. Moments later she heard footsteps. Someone was standing in front of her. It smelled like a man. Fiona grinned. Her companion tossed her over his shoulder and began walking down the corridor. Through the gaps in the blindfold Fiona could see flashes of light as they passed lamps along the way. Finally they arrived in a brightly lit room, and he set her down.

Someone removed the blindfold. Fiona blinked. Victor and Stephan were there, as were several people she did not recognize. There were makeup tables scattered about the room.

"I see you choose door number one," Victor said. 

"Dinner sounded boring," Fiona replied. 

"I think you will find this more to your liking. It was your idea."

"Really?"

"Did you know you talk in your sleep?" Victor asked. 

"No, I did not," Fiona replied, wondering what Victor had heard. She hoped it was not the dream with pink ponies. 

"I hope I heard enough to get it right. Your safe word is Parlay, say it and everything stops until we make it right. If you decide this is not for you we can be back at the resort in twenty minutes, or you can be home in an hour," Victor assured her. 

"I don't think that will be necessary," Fiona replied. She wondered what it would be like if she did not know about all the safety precautions Victor took. It would probably be terrifying. 

"Well, my associates will prepare you for the big event. I will see you there, but you won't see me," Victor said, holding out a mask. It was a plain leather eye mask, but it had opaque covers over the eyes. 

Fiona took the mask and examined it. Victor and Stephan left the room, and Fiona put the mask on. She heard movement and felt something on her skin. The people were apply makeup all over her body. She felt it on her breasts, her belly and her ass. Then on her thighs and back. Someone wound her hair into a tight bun. She felt them apply makeup to the nape of her neck and to her face. They removed the mask. She saw a man in front her holding an airbrush.

Fiona glanced down at her body. It was covered in elaborate tattoos. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw a woman spraying streaks into her hair. 

"Shut your eyes, but not too tight," he instructed. She complied and felt the spray from the airbrush cover her eyelids. Moments later he put the mask back on.

When they were done Fiona felt herself being slung over someone's shoulder and taken down the corridor again. When her ride stopped she was in a dimly lit room. She could make out shapes through the mask, but could not recognize anyone. The room smelled of men and leather.

Fiona heard Victor's voice, he was doing a pretty good job of talking like a pirate.

"May I present tonight's entertainment!" Victor shouted. The people in the room gave an enthusiastic response. 

"She is to be handled with care and respect, she has powerful friends. But that does not mean we can't all have a good time."

Another roar from the crowd. Fiona thought she heard at least one woman's voice in the cheering. Someone scooped her up and set her on a narrow mattress. She felt restraints being attached to her wrists, ankles, thighs and waist. She tried to imagine the sophisticated device Victor had built for this event. Fiona felt hands all over her body. Some were attaching the restraints, other were just touching her. They massaged her feet, hands and scalp. Slowly they moved along her neck, arms and legs. The hands on her upper body converged on her breasts. Some caressed her tits while others pinched and tugged on her nipples. Fiona thought there were at least five people touching her. The hands on her lower body inched up her thighs. The restraints on her ankles held her legs apart. Finally the converged at the apex of her legs. First the gently stroked her. Two of the hands penetrated her, the other two took turns toying with her clit.

Fiona felt the restraints get tighter, shifting her position. Like a marionette she was pulled upright, finally settling into a sitting position in midair. The hands all followed her, then one by one pulled away. Fiona felt a pair of hands on her hips, pulling her down. As she inched downward she felt a cock pressing between her legs. Another pair of hands came from behind her and softly cupped her breasts from the side. The next thing she felt was a throbbing erection between her sweat soaked breasts. The hands in on her tits pressed inward, wrapping her breasts and the dick between them. Finally she felt someone turn her head to the side, and the tip of a penis was pressed against her lips. She tried to take it in, but was held back. They held her there, right on the verge of taking three cocks, for almost a full minute.

When she thought she would not be able to take it anymore, the hands on her hips pulled her down and she engulfed the penis below her. The cock on her lips slid into her mouth and the erection between her breasts slid smoothly between them. When he relaxed his grip the process was repeated in reverse. The moved together like a Swiss watch. Fiona was approaching sensory overload. When the hands on her breasts pinched her nipples she was overtaken by her orgasm. She jerked her head back, letting the cock spring past her lips as she gasped for air. They did not force her head back down, instead they slowed to a stop as her orgasm slowly faded away.

Fiona felt the restraints pulling on her limbs again as she was rearranged. When she stopped moving she was on her hands and knees. This time she was firmly settled on the mattress. She was straddling a man's legs and another approached her from behind. Small hands tipped her head back and someone gently kissed on the lips. The kiss was soft, and probably from a woman. The hands pushed her head down and she felt a breast against her lips, removing any doubt as to what was in front of her at the moment.

The breast moved away as another man settled in front of Fiona. The hands on her head pressed down again and she felt another penis against her lips. In the moment of stillness Fiona was able to construct the scene in her mind. The man behind her was going to fuck her doggie style, the one below her was going to tit fuck her, and she was going to give the one in front of her a blowjob. The woman, she guessed, was there so the guy lying down did not have to stare at his buddy's ass.

Once again it was the man fucking her that set things in motion. When his cock was buried deep inside her his hips pressed her into the man in front of her. His cock filled her mouth. At the same time she felt her nipples graze the erection below her. It sounded like the man lying down was doing more than just watching the woman. From what Fiona heard, he was performing oral sex. If the moans she heard were from that woman, he was doing a good job.

Fiona felt two hands on each of her breasts. She was too close to sensory overload to figure out what kind of contortion was needed for that to happen. She was glad they had figured it out. Fiona decided to make her own contribution to this symphony of sex. She began to move her hips up and down. She also clenched her muscles tight around the rock hard cock inside her. She wanted them to know she had not completely given up control, even if she did get punished for it later. Her efforts were rewarded by a loud groan and the cock inside her jerking as he emptied himself into her. Fiona turned her attention to the cock in her mouth, pressing her tongue against it. Before she could make any progress she felt the straps tighten again and she was twisted into a new position.

She was suspended in midair again, this time on her back. Her legs were pointed almost straight up. It almost felt like she was hanging from the ankle restraints. The straps around her thighs kept her legs slightly parted. This time four hands seized her, one on each hip and one on each thigh. Two more hands gripped her legs and she felt herself being penetrated again, but just barely. Four of the hands moved to her tits, and she felt warm breath on her swollen nipples. They held her like that for almost a full minute. In the background she heard what sounded like very energetic oral sex.

Fiona felt herself stretching to accommodate the new cock. Eager lips and tongues attacked her breasts. She decided to be a passive participant this time, relaxing and enjoying all of the fucking and sucking that was directed at her. She felt him deep inside her. He was pressed against her legs and ass, and one of his hands was stroking her. Both of her breasts were being caressed, and both of her nipples were being licked. The noise in the background had change. She could hear flesh pounding against flesh, and the sound of a woman moaning. The man fucking her joined, and Fiona added her own voice to the growing chorus. Someone grabbed her ass, and that pushed her into a wonderful climax.

As her orgasm surged through her body, Fiona heard the other woman scream that she was coming. Not to be left out, Fiona's partner moaned and she felt him jerk deep inside her. She felt him withdraw from her and she began to spin. Fiona began to wonder how much more she could endure. She wondered how many people she was going to fuck tonight.

When she stopped moving she was lying face down on the mattress. Her face and arms hung off the edge. Once again she felt hands all over her. They caressed the sides of her tits and her ass. Still others stroked the inside of her thighs. After a minute or two the all slowly withdrew. Someone was in front of her. The rope on her arms was slack. She reached out, feeling to see what was there. Her fingers brushed against something hard and warm. Fiona wrapped her hands around the throbbing erection that was inches from her face. It felt good to have control of something. She pulled it towards her open mouth. As she flicked her tongue against the dick in front of her, Fiona felt someone mount her from behind. His knees pressed against her thighs. Fiona moaned as the length of his cock slipped between the cheeks of her ass. She surrendered that part of her body to him, focusing on the penis she had in her hand. As she stretched her lips over it, the man behind her began to slide his cock back and forth. 

Once she had his cock in her mouth she let her hands explore some more. His skin was hairless, but rough. It was Victor. She was excited that she was with someone she knew. Fiona guessed that Stephan was probably behind her, her suspicions confirmed when a familiar voice moaned with pleasure.

When she felt Stephan's cock slide in between her legs she engulfed Victor's swollen penis until it hit the back of her throat. She rapidly bobbed her head up and down, sucking him off with wild abandon. Not to be outdone, Stephan thrust into her with long, slow strokes. It felt like the length of his shaft was gliding over her clit each time he pulled back. Each time he slid into her the head of his dick pressed on her G spot. He was certainly one of the more talented men present.

For some reason Victor was letting Fiona have her way with him tonight. He gave her no instructions. His hands did not guide her actions. He seemed content to let her continue with the blowjob. Fiona stopped moving her head and slowly pulled his cock into her mouth, then pushed it back out. Victor quickly took the hint and began to thrust his hips back and forth. Fiona held completely still, letting Victor's dick slide through her hand and into her mouth. At the same time she felt Stephan fucking her from behind. Both Victor and Stephan began to caress her breasts and tug on her nipples. Fiona moaned as she felt her climax building. Her cheeks caved in as she sucked harder on Victor. At the same time she pressed her thighs together, tightening her grip on Stephan. She could feel little spasm throughout her body slowly growing stronger Within a minute they had reached orgasmic proportions. She locked her arms and legs, focusing on the waves of pleasure passing through her body. Frank was the second to come. Fiona felt his cock jerk and her mouth filled with his cum. She gulped it down and quickly has she could, but some still leaked past her lips and dripped down her chin. Finally Stephan moaned loudly and erupted inside her. He pressed his hips against her ass as his cock pumped its load into her. For a minute they remained frozen. Fiona feeling wonderfully full and satisfied. Slowly Victor and Stephan withdrew from her. Victor removed the mask. No one else was in the room.




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"There's a shower over there, "Victor said. He motioned to a door on the side for the room. 

"That would be fantastic, but I think I will take it alone, "Fiona replied. 

"I imagine you have had enough of other touching you for tonight."

"No shit," Fiona said with a grin.

She walked through the door. It was a small shower stall with hand held shower, nothing as fancy as the resort. Fiona turned the water one and washed as all the body paint washed away. By the time she was done she felt almost like normal person. Her first step reminded her that the evening had been anything but normal. She wrapped herself in a towel and peaked out into the room. It was empty, but a few dresses were laid out for her. She selected a yellow sun dress and walked down the hallway. She quickly located Victor.

"I'm ready to go home," she said. 

"Of course," he replied, taking her hand.

Victor led her through a series of hallways, emerging on the side of the ship. Floating next to them was small seaplane. She and Victor walked down the gangway and boarded the plane. As soon as Victor shut the door, the engines roared to life. They both buckled in, and minutes later they were in the air.

"The seat reclines all the way back," Victor said.

Fiona pushed back, and was soon horizontal. 

"I don't think I will be able to sit for a week, "she groaned. 

"I'll take that as a compliment," Victor replied. 

"I never thought I would say this, but I hope Frank isn't horny when I get home."

"If I know Jade, Frank is in worse shape that you are."

"You really do think of everything," she said as she drifted off to sleep.