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Lighthouse

By: mating_in_captivity



We'd grown tired, our kids were in middle school, we were in our 40's and it seemed that life was mostly a series of chores. Even vacations with the kids, while a lot fun, were a lot of work. Perhaps the scariest thing was that we'd stopped making time for each other, even the weekly date night got cancelled more often than not. Mary gets all the credit for realizing it and doing something about it – I was just along for the ride.

There's a place on the coast about an hour away that offers many levels of accommodation. I think it started as a tent campground, but for the less adventurous they had 'tent cabins' with wooden floors, real beds, and electric lamps on the night stands. And, for those looking for an even easier getaway they built a small hotel with just a dozen rooms. There's a little restaurant, a pool, and a trail down to the beach. It's the perfect place for a weekend getaway and that's exactly what Mary had planned for us. She'd gotten us a room in the hotel – I don't know why, we'd done a lot of backpacking before the kids came along, a tent should have been fine. Maybe she wanted the weekend to be as effortless as possible, or maybe she was hoping for some passionate sex and didn't think a tent would be private enough.

Of course, the 'passionate sex' part has faded a bit too. Oh, after nearly 20 years (don't bother doing the math, we got married young and, yes, we waited a long time before having kids) we each knew exactly where the other's buttons were. But, having it down to a science isn't necessarily a good thing. Sex, for us, was pretty much the same sequence every time, we each had one good, healthy orgasm, and then we rolled over and went to sleep. Mary was (and is) still as gorgeous as when we married, she got her slender figure back very quickly after having the kids – breastfeeding burns a lot of calories in addition to being good for the kid and more convenient than formula and bottles. In addition to being tall and slender, Mary has always had the most awesome breasts. They're not huge, no more than a handful, but they have that pin-up girl upturned shape with small dark aureoles and big pencil eraser nipples that just love attention. Sex for us involves a lot of her riding cowgirl while I alternate between gazing lovingly at her breasts and actually touching, squeezing, pinching and otherwise enjoying them with my hands; and I can put my arms around her and pull her forward so that I can lick and suck them while she moans out her approval. 

So, our sex life was OK, but we could use a little change. With change of scene in mind, Mary had arranged for someone to watch the kids all weekend. We were going on a little getaway and I was hoping things would get interesting. We drove down after work on a Friday night and arrived close to bed time. I think we had a small dinner in the little restaurant at the resort and then headed up to our room. I'd brought my laptop and suggested that we could watch porn on literotica vod. Mary claims to not really like watching porn and she's made it clear that most of it is too 'medical' – basically she objects to tons of close up shots of people's parts. But, I had recently discovered Sybian videos and they're not like that all. What you get is videos of pretty girls doing a slow build to big, long, screaming orgasms. You can't really see much of their privates, the fun is in watching the expression on their faces and listening to their cries as the machine takes them to the edge and then over. And, of course, the greedy ones are fun to watch, they'll come again and again until their legs turn to rubber and they literally fall off the machine and lie beside it on the floor unable to sit or stand. I guess I'm a voyeur, or does everybody like to watch?

Mary has always loved to receive oral. She's gives pretty good head, but I really like to lick pussy, especially if the recipient is appreciative. When we first got together Mary would slowly build to one big, short orgasm and then we'd fuck until I came and we'd be done. But, over time, a couple of things have changed. First, she has learned to draw her orgasms out for minutes at a time – at least that's how she would describe it, perhaps she's actually having dozens of them one right after another. Second, she taught me how to help with that, how to change what I'm doing as her state of arousal changes. I've learned to change the shape of my tongue, the pressure, the speed, etc. to be just what she needs to ride the wave for a good long time. I have to wonder if all of this training has made me good at giving oral to Mary an only Mary or if, to borrow a line from "The Time Traveler's Wife", I would win the gold medal in cunnilingus if it was an Olympic sport. Finally, she shifted from "oh that was awesome honey, you can fuck me now" to "Oh, please fuck me hard, I love to fuck after I come." Sounds awesome, right? But, it was EXACTLY THE SAME, every time. I always said that if we made a movie the people watching it would think we were having a very, very good time. But, to be honest, we kinda weren't.

So, that's how we ended up in bed watching "Sybian Rides 4 Ca$h" on lit vod. Interestingly enough, Mary seemed pretty into it and after a while I let my hands roam only to discover that not only was she dripping wet, but her pussy was totally engorged. Her lips, inner and outer, were big and fat and firm, just ready to be licked and sucked.  I laid the laptop where she'd be able to continue watching while riding my face; then slid down on the bed and pulled her on top. Her nectar tastes so good when she's flowing like that and it feels so cool to let my mouth explore when her outer lips are swollen and her inner lips are sticking way out and her clit is rock hard and sticking way up out of the hood. So, already things were different and it was really nice. I'd carefully turned as I slid under her, so that my left arm was inside her left leg and I could reach up and cup her tit, pinch her nipple, and just generally explore her upper body. Meanwhile, the right arm was under her right leg so that I could turn it back, squeeze the hand between her butt and my chin and run two fingers up into her sopping pussy for a nice g-spot massage. I did my best to go slow and savor every second of it, but soon enough she had come hard and long and was begging for a good hard doggy style fuck. Not one to argue, I slid out from under her, got on my knees behind and slid in full depth on the first stroke. Even that felt different and better with her so seriously aroused.

The whole thing was awesome – but, admittedly, it was the exact same thing that we always do, just far more intense.

We crashed hard and slept late. There's nothing quite like laying in on a sunny weekend morning, especially when the kids don't usually allow it. I really don't remember much about how the day went on Saturday. I do recall that we were scheduled for a couples massage at the spa, two massage tables, two nice lady masseuses, and the two of us, totally relaxed for an hour. At the end of it, the staff gave us a key to the outdoor hot tub enclosure and explained that it was only open to that day's spa customers and guests of the hotel. We were welcome to keep the key that night and turn it in the next day.

Down the road a bit from our 'resort' stands a 140 year old lighthouse which, at the time, still contained the original, huge, multi-ton Fresnel lens. The historical society would light it once a year and people would come from miles around to see it. The annual lightings ended in 2011, but you can still see the lens, now removed from the lighthouse and on display in the museum at the site. Mary had planned our trip so that we could see the annual lighting, so, as dusk approached, we hiked down to the beach to watch. The lighthouse is indeed beautiful and there was just enough fog that you could see the beams of light sweeping through it just before they hit you head on with a bright flash of light. The night was off to a magical start.

The weather was fairly cool as it was mid-November and we decided that the hot tub might be just the thing to warm us up. Back in our room, Mary questioned whether I thought the tub might be done in the nude or at least topless. She had the cutest expectant look on her face. Other than for the beaches at Nice many years ago while traveling with her high school best friend, she's not had an opportunity to show off her magnificent tits in public. But, oh, those few days in Nice left an impression. She often tells me how great it felt to be outside and not covered up. I suppose I'm old fashioned... or is it shy... or maybe just plain chicken, but I'm not getting naked for strangers. I said that I didn't suppose that this particular place was that kind of place and my bet was on swimsuits. So, we suited up and headed for the hot tub.

There were actually a fair number of people in the hot tub. I think the lighthouse event had attracted more people to the resort than they might otherwise have at that time of year. But, it was also the night of the peak of the Leonids meteor shower and, if you're going to sit out watching for shooting stars, you might as well be sitting in a nice big hot tub. At first it seemed as if everyone did, as I predicted, have a swimsuit on. But, after a while I noticed one woman on the far side of the tub from the steps. She was up against the side, facing away. The tub area had no fence on that side as it was above a steep hillside. The lack of fence and the darkness of the sky in that direction made it the best place to watch for shooting stars. But her position also kept the woman's back to us and it appeared that she had no bikini top strap, it didn't look like she had a halter top either. I will admit that the thought that she might be topless or even naked intrigued me. The man sitting next to her, facing in and occasionally chatting with others in the tub was obviously with her. She was sticking pretty close to him. I really think she'd maybe gotten in there topless before the many swimsuit clad people had arrived and now was forced to be brave and stay. As long as she stayed low, the bubbles would hide her anyway.

But the bubbles were a problem.  The pumps that recirculated the water and made the bubbles had some sort of issue, the pump intake kept making very loud, distracting sucking sounds. It was difficult to talk to the person sitting next to you and impossible to communicate across the width of the big tub. One of the other bathers fiddled with the intake, off and on. Someone had wrapped a t-shirt around part of it and he seemed to believe that, if he could position the sopping t-shirt just right, the thing would be silent. He was mistaken as, as time wore on, various people got up and left. Maybe some had been soaking long enough or had seen a few shooting stars so they could say they'd seen the Leonids. Maybe others just didn't want to listen to the noise any more. At some point the woman across the tub quickly made her way to the steps, up, out and straight to her towel. Yup, stark naked, and she had a great figure. It kinda sucked that she was the only one to come to the tub that way and ended up being self conscious and uncomfortable. I could have let Mary show up naked and then this other woman wouldn't have felt alone.

After a bit, a couple came in to the tub enclosure and though I couldn't hear exactly what he said, the man expressed some dissatisfaction that the noise "still hasn't been fixed". Then he walked over to the far corner, reached around the side of a cabinet that was there, and suddenly all was quiet. He had turned off the pumps. The silence was a very welcome relief and the night took on a new quality with the few of us that remained sitting in a big quiet soaker tub rather than a 'spa' or 'jacuzzi'. Of course, as soon as the bubbles all rose to the surface and drifted away, the water was clear as glass and, with the underwater light it was plain to see that we were all wearing suits. I'm pretty sure that the naked woman would have been mortified if she'd still been in the tub. 

Most of the others left pretty quickly, perhaps they preferred the bubbles but didn't dare say so. Soon, just Mary and I and the couple who had killed the pumps were left and we just sat quietly and watched the sky for more meteors. Shortly, we heard a noise outside the gate, the gate rattled a bit, then an arm popped over the top, reached down and turned the knob. So apparently, those 'in the know' get to use the hot tub whether they are staying in the hotel or not – of course, this would explain why earlier there had been more people in there than the hotel could accommodate. A young couple entered. They had to be in their early twenties. The thing that struck me first was that they were both small, she was maybe 5' 1" and he wasn't more than a few inches taller. They tossed their robes on a nearby chair and, surprise, both were as naked as they day they were born. Both were built like pixies, she had small hips, a slender waist with perfect flat tummy, and small wide breasts. I don't know how to describe them, they were a totally different shape than Mary's but just as beautiful. She also had freckles across her face, shoulders, chest and all across those awesome tits – that and a sparse patch of curly red pubic hair told me she had some Irish blood. He was your typical 20-something young man, 6 pack abs, well defined pecs, trim, lean, just a great looking guy. He wasn't a body builder by any means, as I said earlier, both of them were petite. They were very cute together and not just because they were unafraid to step into the tub naked.

They walked down the steps, right beside us, crossed the tub and as he sat down facing us, she sat across his lap and put her arms around his neck. She nuzzled his neck for a second and then whispered something in his ear, "....eyes..." I couldn't quite hear and never did find out, but I suspect that she was commenting on the fact that Mary and I and the other couple still there had watched their every step as they entered the tub. While this was happening, the other couple quietly stepped out of the tub, collected their towels, and went out through the gate. Mary and I and the newly arrived naked people were the only people left in the tub.

Mary, whispered in my ear, "I think we should go, let them have some privacy."

But, I whispered back, "They are obviously not looking for privacy. You wanted to get naked in the hot tub, well, naked hour has begun."

I didn't have to ask twice. Mary quickly untied her top and dropped it on the concrete patio around the tub, then she slipped her bottoms off and dropped them there too.  Now the only clothed person in the tub, I quickly pulled my shorts down and off and dropped them beside Mary's things. Of course, I had a problem in that my cock was hard as a rock – and with the bubbles turned off, there was no way to keep this a secret. I pulled Mary so that she was sitting across my lap, a mirror image of the other couple across the tub from us. As I glanced past her towards them, I could see that they had begun to kiss gently. His eyes were open and, while he was kissing his girl he was looking right at us. Fair enough, I turned Mary's head toward mine and began to kiss her as well.

Across the tub, he had drifted up to kissing her ear, then down and around and was planting kisses all along her neck. This allowed her to turn her head and look toward us. As I moved up to nibble Mary's earlobe, the girl smiled coyly, then turned back to kiss her man on the lips again, passionately this time. I followed suit, realizing as I did that we were beginning a little game of follow the leader and that I didn't know where it would lead. Their bodies looked fabulous under the water, lit by the glow of the underwater light and as my tongue probed deeper into Mary's mouth, I watched as the other man's hand rose up from his girls' thigh and began to caress her tits. Needless to say, I took the cue and slid my hand along the bottom curve of Mary's breast. I thought I caught just a little twinkle in his eye as he saw this. Yes, I was following along, what did he expect me to do? Yes, he had the power now. I don't know what it was, whether in his mind he was kissing and touching Mary by proxy or perhaps he was just as voyeuristic as I am and was pleased to find that he held the controls to a couple that would do as instructed while he watched. We continued in this manner for some time, passionate kissing, hands on breasts, flicking nipples, pinching, squeezing – he led, I followed. Always, we twisted and turned so that I could see what I was supposed to do and he could see that I was doing it. The girls did not get to watch, but I learned later that at least Mary knew exactly what was happening and was very turned on to be displayed in such a way. I have to assume that his girl, his gorgeous Irish lass, also knew the score. 

After a bit of this, his hand dropped to her lap and her legs opened in response. I too reached for Mary's pussy and met no resistance. I could see from the position of his hand that he was not inserting any fingers into her, he wasn't even really reaching down very far. Likely he was just gently circling his finger tips over her clitoris as I was with Mary. I was sure that Mary would be very well lubricated by now, I was still rock hard (and trapped underneath her) but I'd played in a hot tub before (albeit without benefit of a 'personal trainer' to choreograph my every move) and I knew that I didn't want to wash too much of her juices away. We were still locked in a deep French kiss, my other hand wrapped around the back of Mary's neck, fingers meshed into her hair, thumb and pinkie holding her head as we kissed.

It was difficult to keep my eyes on the 'leader' through this, but I soon saw that he had stopped kissing her. He turned her to face directly toward us, with her back to him. His right hand was between her legs which were splayed wide so that we could clearly see every detail of her little pussy except where his index and middle fingers were making gentle swirls around her clit. His left hand was cupping a breast while the thumb and index finger gently rolled her erect nipple back and forth. He was planting little kisses all over her upper back and shoulders and watching us over her shoulder like a little kid playing peek-a-boo. The look in his eyes was absolutely devilish. Her eyes were open too, and she was gazing at us through a bit of a fog. I think that she had, by now, figured out that her man was the puppeteer and we were the puppets. I didn't leave her any room for doubt as I arranged Mary on my lap just as she was on his, spread her legs wide so they could see clearly, dropped my right hand down to trace circles on her clit, raised my left to fondle her breast, and began to plant my little kisses all across her upper back, shoulders, and neck.

I could feel Mary beginning to respond. Of course, I still didn't know how much she knew, but I hoped that she had at least taken a glance. As we continued in this way, both of them watching Mary and I and we watching them, he slid to the edge of his seat, reached between his legs and, as she tilted her hips just so, slipped his cock into her then resumed rubbing her clit. I nearly had a heart attack at the sight, but quickly remembered my role and arranged Mary and I into the same position. Mary was, in fact, very slippery inside and very warm. I was in heaven.  We couldn't move a lot for fear of washing away too much of the precious slippery juice, but we slowly rocked in deeper as I continued with one hand on her clit and one on her tit.  I'd slid down so far that I couldn't see over Mary's shoulder; I leaned to one side and peeked out around her arm. Sure enough, Leader was there doing the same and smiling while Irish Lass had her head back, eyes closed, no longer watching what Mary and I were doing.


Lighthouse



I took a moment to look up at the star filled sky then around at the intimate little hot tub enclosure before looking again at the highly erotic sight across the water from us. The girls seemed to be getting close, but other than for visual stimulation, I wasn't getting much and I assumed that Leader was in a similar spot. I had started to wonder exactly where this could go and how we boys could get our play toys to give us a little attention like we'd been giving them, when we heard quiet voices and then the sound of a key in the lock of the hot tub enclosure gate.

I guess the girls weren't too far off in dreamland as neither need a cue from the other, they were both off of us, flipped back to sitting across our laps, hiding our cocks under them, arms around our necks, and gently kissing our necks and ears – all in a split second. The gate opened and two other couples came in to see nothing more interesting than two naked couples sitting in the hot tub necking.

There was no way in hell that this party could be over. But, I considered myself extremely lucky that Mary had gone along with the level of exposure that she had with one other couple; we were not going to be able to turn this into an eight way orgy of hot tub carnality. I did think that perhaps, having gone as far as we had with Leader and Irish Lass, Mary might be willing to continue our little game in private. But we knew nothing, not their names and not where they were staying and they knew nothing about us. They had entered the hot tub without a key, so they weren't hotel guests and I didn't think that what we had in mind was going to work in a tent. I was lucky in that the shock of almost being caught and now the gears whirring in my head trying to figure out how to restart the game had allowed my erection to subside at least enough that it wouldn't be totally lewd when I stood to get out of the tub. I just had to figure out how to get them to follow.

I looked across at Leader and spoke as though we two couples knew each other all along. As casually as possible, I said, "it's late, we probably ought to go back up to the room."

Now, the hope was that they would realize that we had a room and wanted to continue and could play along and imply that the four of us were together. Sure enough, he said, "yes, we should" and the two of them climbed the stairs and headed for the chair where their robes were. Mary and I followed right behind, wrapped towels around ourselves and picked up our wet suits from beside the hot tub. The other two couples had already stepped down into the tub – wearing their swimsuits – and I fought the urge check to see if they were looking at us. 

I realized that, at least for the moment, I was the new leader. Somehow, Leader had communicated non-verbally in the tub. He'd gotten me to follow his lead, giving to Mary every little gift that he gave to Irish Lass and, at the same, time giving Mary and me the gift of being allowed to watch him pleasure his beautiful girl. Would he follow my lead, now? Could we move this game to our room?

I went out the gate first, Mary close behind, then Irish Lass and Leader. We turned toward the hotel and they followed, it was possible that they too were guests. But their method of entry to the hot tub enclosure suggested that they were in the campground – and they were now walking away from the campground...

I opened the door to the stairwell and started up... and they followed...

When I paused at our door, struggling a bit to fish the key out of the pocket of my wet, tangled shorts, they were right there – close. Then, Mary slipped her arm inside Irish Lass's robe and around her waist, pulled her close and whispered something in her ear. My cock went back to rock hard immediately, oh how I would like to caress Irish Lass's slender waist... back... ass. I didn't even really wonder what Mary had said, I was too focused on that one touch to think at all. Finally, key in hand, I unlocked the door as Irish Lass snuggled up to her man, gave him a quick kiss and whispered something in his ear. So much for non-verbal communication; there was a plan and I wasn't in on it. This didn't bother me at all – I'd been going with the flow all night and there was no reason to change that now.

I held the door as the others all stepped into the room and, as I locked it, their robes and Mary's towel all hit the floor simultaneously. Mary turned to me, put her hands on the back of my head and pulled me in for a deep, sensuous kiss. I could see over her shoulder that Irish Lass was doing the same with her man. I dropped my own towel to the floor and held Mary by the hips as we continued to probe each other's mouths with our tongues. I caught Irish Lass's eyes as she was watching us over Leader's shoulder. As soon as Mary switched to kissing around my ear and the side of my neck, Irish Lass followed suit. Clearly the game had changed.

We were still standing just inside the door and Mary slowly turned us so that we were presenting a side view to Lass and Leader. Lass made the same turn, but the opposite way so that Leader and I were on opposite corners. I was standing right next to Lass, very, very close while looking over at Leader – I should probably call him 'former Leader' at this point, but it's too long. Mary slid a hand down my chest and began to alternately stroke my very excited cock and fondle my balls. She had kissed her way down to my nipples and was sucking and nibbling. Not kissing any more, I could take in the scene, looking first at the big grin on Leader's face and then down at Lass's hand playing with his cock and balls. He looked to be enjoying this about as much as I was.

Mary kept kissing her way lower as Lass followed close behind. In no time flat, I was leaned against one wall of the little entry area and Mary was on her knees with my cock in her mouth. Leader was leaned against the opposite wall, just off to the side enough that I could watch any show I wanted – Mary expertly sucking my cock, Lass sucking Leader's cock, or the look of absolute joy on Leader's face – probably because he was getting a great blow job, but maybe because his little game was going so well.

The feeling was exquisite. I was harder than I'd ever been and Mary was working up and down and around with a fever that she hadn't shown in years. No sooner had I shut my eyes and leaned my head back against the wall than she started kissing across my body – over where my leg met my hip, to my side, up the side, around over my nipple, up the middle, in under my chin then around the side and back to my ear where she had started. I opened my eyes again to see Lass nibbling away at Leader's ear and gently stroking his cock with both hands as Mary was doing to me.

Mary suddenly stopped, turned, took Maria's hand and headed toward the bed. She took my hand at the same time and pulled me along too. She went up the side of the bed and sat down with Lass sitting beside her, still holding hands. With her free hand, she reached up and caught the back of my neck, pulled me to my knees in front of her and pulled me in to take her tit in my mouth. As you may have guessed, Lass was using her free hand to pull Leader into the same position. I rested one hand on Mary's hip, put the other around behind her back and pulled her gorgeous tits closer as I alternated sucking first one and then the other. I could just see out of the corner of my eye, but Lass was clearly getting the same treatment from Leader. Mary's nips were big and hard and she was moaning out her pleasure.

Of course, she wanted more and soon she pulled away from my grasp and lay back on the bed, tits now out of range of my mouth, though my hand had been pulled from behind her and quickly found its way to her breast. I began kissing her smooth flat belly, I knew where she wanted me, but was in no hurry to oblige. I kissed my way into the crease between her leg and belly – on the side that Lass was on so that I could turn my head and see Leader looking right back at me – almost grinning too hard to maintain his little trail of kisses on his way to Lass's pussy.

It didn't take me too long to work my way down there and, oh my God, Mary was just soaking wet. Her pussy and thighs were coated with a thick layer of delicious rich juice which I lapped up greedily. I worked on her vagina and lips for a long time, trying to suck away every drop of her nectar, then finally began to give her clit a few flicks with my tongue and some brief little sucks between pursed lips. Soon, I was pretty much just working on her clit and I worked one hand around and inserted two fingers into her as deep as I could. As soon as I did this, Mary moved and I looked up to see that she had sat up on one elbow to watch Leader eat Lass's cunt. He had his arms under her legs, wrapped up around so his hands were holding the tops of her thighs, spreading her legs wide. Mary sat up further, forcing me to stop for a minute. As she reached in between Leader and Lass, he stopped what he was doing and looked up. Mary took one of his hands, gently folded back all but two fingers, and guided it to Lass's opening. Leader got the message and set to giving Lass exactly what Mary was getting. Mary laid back again, and I went back to my oral ministrations.

Mary likes to stop and fuck some when I'm giving her oral and this was no different. Soon, she was pulling on my head, pulling me up away from her crotch so I knew what to do. I rose back to my knees and easily slid my cock full depth in her wet, slippery tunnel. Lass appeared to be in heaven, but she wasn't completely oblivious and she was still playing the game. In no time, she had Leader kneeling in front of her, sliding his cock in and out of her, holding her by her hips as we all listened to her moan with pleasure.

I couldn't believe that Mary and I were having awesome sex with an audience or that I was watching this young, nubile couple fuck just inches away. I could have so easily picked up the pace and unloaded right then and there. But I wanted them to see Mary come and she rarely comes from intercourse. Besides, we were playing follow the leader and I wasn't the leader, Mary was. She sat up again, pulling my mouth to hers for a long, deep kiss as I continued to gently stroke in and out of her with my cock. Then she broke the kiss and pulled us to our feet, my cock falling out of her as we did so. She turned us around and backed me up until the backs of my knees hit the bed and I was forced to sit down. Mary knelt on the bed, straddling me, my nose buried in her tummy as she continued to push me back and down until I was lying on my back on the bed, just my lower legs hanging off.

You can probably guess, but Leader was lying just to my left – pushed there by Lass now kneeling shoulder to shoulder with Mary. Mary continued to inch her way up my chest, leaving a trail of her slippery goo first on my stomach and then on my chest as she moved. On the Leader/Lass side, Mary slid her knee in under my arm, pushing my arm up so that I could comfortably reach up and cup her tit from below. I was running my hand along line where her tit met her rib cage, enjoying the smooth feel of the lower side of it as she put her other knee over my other arm so that I could reach up and caress her smooth sexy back. More importantly, I would soon be able to reach between us and slide that hand into her to give her some penetration while my tongue worked. There was a reason we always fell into this same position, it worked really, really well as Leader and Lass were about to learn.

Mary lowered herself onto my mouth and I began lapping at her juices with abandon. There was no way that I could see any of what was going on beside us. I could only hope that Lass, perhaps with some help from Mary was able to continue to follow along. This was heavenly. I soon had three fingers in Mary's pussy as deep as they would go and I assumed from the movement above me that Mary had once again directed Leader's hands to Lass's target. Mary was beginning to rise to her orgasm as my tongue and lips worked exclusively on her clit now. My hand was exploring every inch of her chest, teasing and tweaking at her nipples and I could tell that it was having the desired effect. I don't know why I did it as we'd been purely in the 'same room' category up until this point; but, I let go of Mary's breast and reached over to explore Lass's very different but equally gorgeous tits. Of course, I found Leader's hand there, but he soon got the idea and made room for me. Her tits were wider, flatter, and firmer. I didn't explore long before I found a nipple, smaller and more rounded than Mary's and very, very hard. One huge groan from Mary let me know that Leader had gotten the idea and I looked up to see his hand squeezing her tit with the nipple pressed hard between his thumb and forefinger.

Mary picked up the pace and I knew that she wanted to get off now. I sucked her clit between my lips and began to work it hard with the tip of my tongue. My hand came out of her pussy a bit and tilted forward – more g-spot, less penetration. And I tweaked Lass's nipple the way I would Mary's at that point. Mary was really rocking her hips now and really enjoying the ride and I could tell both from the bouncing of the bed and from the way Lass's tit moved under my hand that she too was getting close. Mary came first, very vocally, her legs shuddering and her cunt squeezing my fingers over and over. Lass wasn't far behind crying out as Leader's oral skills put her over the edge. I tried to concentrate on Mary, releasing her clit from my lips and pressing my tongue down hard on it as she shuddered through the last few spasms of her orgasm.

As soon as she was able, Mary worked her way back down my body and rather abruptly impaled herself on my cock – my little cowgirl. Finally, I could see again. I kept looking back and forth between Mary and Lass. Mary's hair was a mess and her face and chest were pink, she had a fine sheen of sweat all over her, giving her a glow in the light of the bedside lamp (when? Oh well...). Lass's Irish roots were obvious, her gorgeous freckled chest was glowing beet red to match her face and her hair had gone frizzy and wild. They both looked a bit like wild animals. 

Mary likes it hard and deep after she comes and I was more than happy to oblige, tilting my hips to meet her thrusts as she rode me hard, the tip of my cock bumping her cervix on every stroke. I wanted to hold her tits some more, but I was busy guiding her hips up and down and had to settle for watching the way they bounced as she rode. Lass's tits were bouncing too as she rode Leader closer to his orgasm. And, he too was working hard to meet her every thrust. I pulled the pillow under my head to help hold it up so I could watch his cock disappear into her over and over again. It was a real feast for the senses, Mary's warm wet pussy massaging my cock, the sight of this cute couple fucking hard right next to us, everyone groaning, moaning, panting, and the unmistakable scent of raw sex in the air. I knew I was done for and held Mary's hips down firmly as I finally erupted spurt after spurt of cum as deep inside her as I could get. Leader came just a moment later and we all laid/sat there, finally motionless and all just a little bit in shock. Mary turned to Lass, took her head in her hands and kissed her on the lips softly and gently. Lass responded, kissing in return and reaching up to stroke Mary's back with one hand. Then, as quickly as it started, they stopped and leaned down to kiss their men. Mary and I kissed for a few moments, then she rolled off me on the far side from Leader and Lass; the two of us just lay there staring at the ceiling, trying to catch our breath.

After a minute, they stood up beside the bed. Leader went around, leaned down and planted a brief kiss on Mary's lips. Lass knelt up beside me and did the same to me. Then they headed for the door scooping up their robes on the way. They closed the door very quietly as they left. Mary and I just laid there for a long time, very satisfied and very tired, neither of us completely sure what had just happened.



Lighthouse Rendevous



I wake up, it’s a typical early morning as I bring a drink to my sweet angel as she wakes up from her sleep. I smile as I look in her sparkling eyes. 

" Good morning sweetheart," I say as I kiss her on her sweet lips, which are so soft and tender. "Time to get up honey, we have to avoid the traffic."

She hops out of bed naked and I stare at her in awe as she stands up, her beautiful blonde hair, her sparkling eyes, and her drop dead gorgeous body. 

She walks over to me and wraps her arms around me giving me a huge cuddle and whispers in my ear, " Good morning my sweet, sexy baby. I love you."

I whisper back to her, "I love you so much honey." I ask, "Are you hungry or would you just like to shower first?"

"Shower sweety, will you join me?"

"Oh my God yes!" 

I pick her up and carry her to the shower as she wraps her arms around me. I smell her sweet, sexy scent and it drives me wild- so intoxicating. I place her down near the shower as she kisses and thanks me. I turn the water on and we hop in the shower together the water cascading over our bodies as I grab the flannel and soap it up lathering her body all over, soaping her back and shoulders. Moving the flannel over her sexy perky breasts teasing her nipples I rub them harder making her aureole stand out so hard and firm as the flannel trails down her body moving across her belly circling her belly. My cock is so hard pushing against her ass as the flannel goes down one of her legs and up her inner thigh. She lets out light moans, the flannel then travels down her other leg and up her thigh softly, slowly teasing her as it stops inches from her soft downy pussy. Rubbing lightly on her pussy lips I soap them clean sending little surges through her body.

I stop, "Not now my sweet, later tonight I will pleasure you like you have never been pleasured before." 

I turn off the water and hop out the shower grabbing a towel for her, handing it to her as she smiles her thanks. "My sweet, I will go and get the clothes for you to wear to work today."

As I leave the bathroom I watch her drying her legs, breasts, and body and think what a sensual, sexy sight! I hurry to her bedroom and pick out her clothing, a matching bra and thong in white lace, a white blouse and black leather mini and casual shoes. She enters the bedroom and I show her what I have picked out. 

She smiles and winks at me, " I gather you like?" She smiles yes.

"Honey God it will be hard to keep my mind on the job. May I dress you sweetheart?"

"I would like that," she giggles. " 

I pick up her bra and place it over her shoulders and put it on, hooking it. I give her breasts a soft squeeze- they feel so good as she reaches behind me and grabs my firm cock. God she has wonderful hands! I move in front of her as I lift her leg and place her g-string on. As she lifts I let my tongue lick her pussy lips lightly as she moans and gasps as my tongue touches her. She steps into her g-string, grabs her leather skirt and pulls it on as I watch her sexy, lithe body. She zips up her leather skirt and I walk over and grab the blouse and help her put it on. She looks absolutely wonderful and ravishing. The only thing left is her shoes and I watch as she bends over teasing me as she puts on her black pumps. I can see her sexy ass in the leather skirt and think I should walk over there and just throw her on the bed but say to myself all good things come to those who wait. 

She stands up and says, "All ready for work.". 

As we leave the house and drive to the bookstore I lean my head on her shoulder so content, so happy, not a care in the world. She kisses my lips and says, "Go to sleep hon I will wake you when we get there." 

I drift off to sleep only waking as we arrive at the bookstore. Again she kisses me on the lips and places her hand on my cock and I think what away to wake up! We open the bookstore and I go out back and start organizing books and stock while she organizes the money and starts on book work. We watch each other during the day tantalizing with sly gropes, touches and fondles keeping us going till the end of the day when our bodies will explode together. It was a busy day in the store but the day was passing quickly, lots of deliveries and quite a few customers. Lunch time arrived quickly and I was just moving some boxes as I felt some one grab me from behind and fondle my balls and cock. 

"Hi lover!" I say. " Busy in the store?" 

"Sure is," she replies. "Lunch time sweety."

Picking up a picnic basket she hands me a sandwich and drink and sits down beside me. Looking at her I smile and kiss her soft sweet lips. She tastes so good and tells me she has a big surprise after work. We are going away for the weekend. The rest of the day passes without incident and it is closing time and she has that wicked gleam in her eye as we lock up the bookshop. 

As soon as the door is locked I give her a kiss on her sweet lips holding her tightly and say, "We’re out of here." 

We hop in the car and start driving, leaving the city heading down to the coast, smiling as we drive for about half an hour. She stares out the window looking at the waves crashing in as I look over and smile, holding her hand. She squeezes back and gives me a smile that would melt ice. As we arrive she sees the lighthouse of her dreams looming in front of us. I pull up and say it is ours for the weekend, we can watch the waves together in bed. I tell her stay there as I grab our bags and go to the door and open it, placing the bags inside I walk back and open her door and pick her up in my arms. Carrying her to the lighthouse as she wraps her arms around me and kisses my neck. I place her down and she wraps her arms around my waist and gives me a big cuddle then bounds off to look over the lighthouse. 

Going to the kitchen I start making us a warm cup of cocoa. I hear the shower turn on upstairs and singing as I wander up the stairs with our cups and enter the bathroom. I see her standing under the shower the water cascading all over her body. She looks so beautiful as she pokes her head out of the shower and says come join me, using her finger to say come here. That is an offer to good too refuse and I strip out of my clothes. She wolf whistles at me as I strip and walk towards my sweet treasure and jump in the shower. I push my body against her wet body and wrap my arms around her as she grabs me and pulls me closer to her. My mouth goes to her nipples as the water cascades over our bodies and I suck her nipples into my mouth. Sucking, nibbling, biting, as she moans into my ear and her hand starts rubbing my cock. She makes me so hard and it feels so good as my mouth starts moving down her body, kissing her belly and moving lower. I kiss her thighs nibbling on her, licking with my tongue. She is moaning louder and harder as my tongue licks just below her pussy and then moves onto her teasing her pussy lips as my mouth sucks. I push my head deeper as my tongue enters her and probes her clit licking across it and circling. Teasing her as she gasps, my tongue rubbing on her clit. I start licking harder and faster as my tongue drives her wild, her moans so loud as I push her up against the shower and eat her pussy. She is moaning and shaking as my tongue licks harder, faster and her pussy juices flow all over my tongue. As they do I lap her pussy and suck up all the juices as her body is bucking hard and she is screaming. She cums so hard and violently shuddering as my tongue licks and she cums all over my face. I lick up her sweet juices as her body slowly comes down from its orgasm.

"Omg," she says, "That was so intense." 

I stand up and wrap my arms around her and whisper words of love as she says it is my turn. She slides down my body and takes my hard cock in her mouth and begin sucking, teasing me with her mouth and tongue. She moves her mouth back and forth on my hard throbbing cock and I pump my cock deeper into her and grabbing her head I pound my cock into her mouth. 

"Baby I’m so hard I want my hard cock deep in your pussy," as I stand her up and push her back against the shower.

She wraps her legs around me as my cock enters her wet pussy and as it pounds in deep, my mouth is sucking on her neck and nibbling it. I slam her back against the shower, fucking her harder, faster, deeper, longer, stronger.

I’m so hot for her body and moan, " Baby , fuck this is so good. "My dick enters so deep as she wraps her legs harder around my waist. "Baby I can’t last much longer," as my cum starts flowing deep into her pussy I groan, cumming so hard and fast. 

I cum, spraying deep into her pussy. Honey that felt so good as we both get out of the shower and go into the bedroom to dry and dress. We both get out of the shower and go into the bedroom to dry and dress. There will always be time for more.



Lighthouse Tour



Slipping up the stairwell of the darkened lighthouse....my heart is pounding, to visit this lighthouse, I had dreamed of it so many times before. Now, being here again, I am so excited...not wanting anything to ruin this moment. With the Lighthouse Tour group earlier in the day, I had left a package (a gift I had purchased along with some much needed money) just at the top of the stairs...where everyone had taken a moment to soak in the beauty at the top of the house. In my awe, I must have set it down....and left it forgotten with the view. I took so many pictures....and spent so much time here earlier, you wouldn't think returning would affect me this way. 

Obtaining the address of the current Lighthouse Tour Guide had been hard...but they knew I was leaving the next morning early and must get the items I had left behind. The guide would be unhappy I think if I take too long...as I am slipping up the stairs, preparing for him to turn on the light, I don't hear him. He was right behind me upon entering, surely he is going to turn on the light for me to find the items. Following the circular staircase upward, reaching the top of the stairs, my eyes adjusting a little, I head for where the package should be. I feel as opposed to hear a close presence, the guide was so close, I almost ran into him. The small room, that could only fit a few people at a time...seemed that much smaller. 

"Excuse me," I whisper, and try to slide by him...but he slips out his arm so I cannot get around him. He presses against me, pushing me back with his body and grabbing my arms at the same time. 

"Not so fast, what is your hurry?" he says. 

"I, I, have to get back to the hotel," I manage to say.

"Not just yet," he says. He places both of my hands together, my mind is whirling, not knowing what he is going to do next. Only he and I are in this lighthouse, to make noise or scream, to say anything will not be heard by anyone but him. A small, dim light went on somewhere behind me...blinking as my eyes adjust I realize he is looking at me closely. His eyes completely on mine....I can't look away.....his features soften a little to see I am not showing him the uncertainty/fear I am feeling. Holding my hands behind me...he runs his other hand over my breasts, realizing I have no bra on. 

Embarrassment quickly ran over me....as I realize I didn't completely get dressed to run over here. Those intense eyes locked on mine.....he starts pulling at my nipples, rubbing my breasts, watching for a reaction. He slides his hand over my stomach....pulling my t-shirt lose from my jean shorts. He slides his hand under by t-shirt....and over my breasts again. Pinching first at one nipple then the other, he looks into my eyes to see what this is doing to me. I swallow hard as I am sure my hardened nipples and shaking arms are showing him what he is doing. Reaching up he grabs something from behind me....a cord of some sort....he pulls my t-shirt upward, over my head quickly but not off the end of my hands. 

Still holding my hands above my head, he uses the cord over the t-shirt to tie my hands to some impression in the wall/a rail of some sort. After securing my hands, he once again starts playing with my chest and nipples. As he is seeing me squirming from his explorations he leans over to start licking, and nibbling on the nipples. As he starts to suck the nipples in his mouth he looks for my reaction. My heart pounding, I am straining, leaning into his mouth....turning my head to hide the desire/feelings he is stirring in me.

Tracing an invisible line down my chest and to my stomach, he plays with the waist band of my shorts. Unsnapping them quickly, he slides his hands into my shorts, over my waist and hips, pushing my shorts down with his explorations. A warm feeling washing over me, I begin to shudder as my shorts fall completely to my ankles. Lightly he runs his fingers along the leg openings of my panties, over and over again, until I am spreading my legs wider with need. Dropping to his knees he runs his tongue where his fingers had just been. 

Running his hands up and down my legs, he starts playing with my thighs and hips. Sliding his hands over my inner thighs, up and down his hands are all over my hips, my waist. As he slides my panties to my ankles he watches the emotions / desire in my eyes. He slips a finger to play with the outer clit area, then slides another just inside me....and starts nibbling my nipples again. Slipping more fingers in my now soaked pussy, he kisses my neck and breasts. Sucking on my nipples alternately, he is fingering me frantically. 

Kissing my neck, he moves to my ear and then my mouth, a hard kiss, full of desire. His kiss softens and then his tongue darts out to explore mine, oh, what his kiss is doing...I am frozen, desire overcoming me. As my body is shuddering, nearing climax....he pulls his fingers away....and replaces them with his tongue, he runs his tongue along my clit.....I almost jump with reaction....pressing my body toward him, I am aching for more. 

Running his tongue, exploring my clit and pussy lips, he then starts sliding it in and out....in and out as he was doing with his fingers. Pulling his tongue out.....he runs it up and down my clit, sucking it in his mouth over and over again.....before he resumes going in and out of me again. A hard orgasm comes over me......then he slows his tonguing. 

Standing, he pulls his clothes off quickly, exposing his very hard and pre-cum soaked cock. Kissing me hard again, then nibbling at my neck and nipples it sends a ripple of pleasure though me, as he reaches out and runs his hands along my shoulders, back, along my waist and stomach. As I am arching toward him, wanting more...he is cupping my breasts, pinching the nipples, then nibbling and sucking them again......I am writhing with desire. 

Continuing his nibbling on my neck and nipples, sliding his hands downward, .....running his hands along my waist and stomach.....then further down he starts fingering me again. Looking at me closely with those intense eyes, watching the play of desire across my face....he kisses me very deeply again, presses his body against mine. He replaces his fingers with his very hard cock....as he is placing it just inside my pussy lips, he is holding my gaze....watching as he slowly penetrates into me. I close my eyes, only for a moment....and he sees my reaction, he slides in more deeply.....still watching.

Grabbing my waist, then sliding his hands to my hips, he enters me completely, deeply. In and out, slowly....watching my eyes as they close, he strokes my breasts....stopping to pinch each nipple, then runs his tongue along my neck and nibbles on my shoulder. Sliding one of his hands to my clit, ....in and out, he is driving me close to orgasm. Seeing me close to climax, he increases his tempo, sliding his arms around my back... grabbing my waist he thrusts deeper, harder. Sliding in and out, going deeper, deeper than he had been before....my breath is coming in ragged gasps. We are both shuddering with a very hard orgasm....as he is looking deep into my eyes....the desire, the smile that is there, it shakes me deeply. He whispers "you feel so good, when are you leaving?"

"In a few days," I say, not being able to look away from his intense stare.