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Guys Weekend

By: Red_Sox_Dynasty



There's nothing quite like an unexpected opportunity. Such an opportunity just came up for me a couple of months ago on a camping trip with some of my boys. My name's Mike and I'm pretty much your average American twenty-something. I got a decent job and house, a great girlfriend and awesome friends. I'm a decent enough looking guy, never any trouble in the "getting girls" department for me.

In any event, it was time for the guys annual weekend camping trip to Maine. Each summer sometime in August me and four of my buddies pack up, leave the girls and head up to Maine for a weekend of drinking, grilling, and all types of other craziness. The five of us arrived at our sites just after four pm and quickly set up camp. Our plan was to head to the pier and slam some drinks and hopefully meet some chicks to hang with for the night. As usual Jimmy and Danny hit the dance floor and were almost immediately joined ass to groin with some girls. I hung back and grabbed a table with Brandon and Tony. Three or four really fast rounds and a couple of those test-tube shots later we were all very nicely plastered. As was our tradition we headed back to the camp ground to set up our annual beer pong tourney. 

Once we got back, we set up the picnic table into our official beer pong surface. We had made it through a couple of games when a few people from a couple of sites down came by and asked what we were playing. They seemed cool so we all introed ourselves and started playing some doubles. I ended up partnered with the "leader" of the group, Josh. You could tell he was the all American alpha male type. He had a look similar to mine: tall, dark hair and eyes. I didn't know why but I found myself stealing glances at him during our match. I could tell he had a decent body underneath his jeans and fitted T. I shook myself out of my little coma, embarrassed as all hell because I think Josh caught me staring at him on more than one occasion. Josh and I ended up getting skunked really bad in the match (probably because I wasn't paying attention). Our penalty for getting pounded was having to go retrieve some ice and another case of beer from Josh's site.

We ended up taking a quick detour by the men's room on the way to Josh's site. We chatted along the way about all kinds of stuff. How the Sox were a zillion games ahead of the Yanks, our jobs, our girlfriends and all that kinda thing. Turns out we're actually from the same city back in Massachusetts. When we got to his site he tossed me a beer and than popped one open for himself. He sat on the cooler and I grabbed a lawn chair and we continued the story swapping for a bit. We found our way to the topic of sex, each of boasting about conquests and what our girlfriends were like in the sack. He asked me if I had ever talked a girl into a threesome. I mentioned a couple of times in the last couple of years how I had double teamed a girl I was fucking with a friend of mine. He laughed and teased me about not having had the good kind of threesome. I retorted that two chicks would've been cool but doubleteaming was major fun too. He asked if the other guy and I touched each other and I said that in all of the groping I had grabbed my friends dick a couple of times. It wasn't so bad I added. Josh then asked me if anything else had happened. I told him that we both managed to stuff our cocks in the girl's pussy at the same time and great that felt. I said that we stretched her pussy so wide it looked like she came the entire time we were in there. Josh brought the conversation back to me and the other guy which I thought was interesting.

"So after you grabbed him a couple of times, did he say anything?" Josh asked.

"Nah, he didn't say anything so I figured it was no big deal. I started deliberately stroking his cock at one point and he seemed to like it." I replied.

"That's fucking wild man." Josh said," Did you go any further than that?"

I wasn't sure how much I wanted to disclose to a near complete stranger at this point. But he seemed really intrigued. Not to mention damned good looking I decided. Now even though I consider myself a guy's guy and all, I've always considered myself secure enough to guage other guys and not have it mean anything. Now I don't mean that I "check guys out" but I can appreciate the male form. I decided to let him in on the details to the story.

"Well, there was one point during the last threesome where we were taking a little break from the fucking and Danny (same friend who was along on the camping trip) went to get some water. April and I decided we wanted to back to fucking so we arranged ourselves in a nice little inverted sixty-nine. Her pussy was soaked from the last little session and her juices were running down her thighs and my face. She could suck cock like a champ and was letting me piston my pole in and out of her mouth, up and down while rolling my nuts in her hands."

"That's a hot little scene," Josh said,"What happened when your friend came back?"

I took a deep breath and continued," When he got back in the room he climbed on the bed next to us and started stroking his cock back to full staff. After he watched our little oral show, he moved in front of April, spread her legs and began to aim his dick at her hot little hole. I stopped licking her slit so I could let him start fucking her. He told me to go back down and eat her pussy. At this point I still wasn't really sure about going down on her while he fucked her. Stroking his dick was one thing, but having his cock pounding away in front of my face was a whole other story. April spit my cock out of her mouth while Danny was fucking her and begged me to lick on her clit while she was taking his dick. I slowly lowered my head back down on her box. Danny slowed his pace down once I was back down there. It was weird to be so close to a pussy while it was being fucked. I watched Danny's dick inside of April's pussy while I nibbled on her clit. After a few minutes the inevitable happened and his cock slipped out and hit me in the mouth."

"You must've died." Josh laughed," Bet that was the end of that."

"Nope. I was so fucking horny that right then and there I grabbed his cock and starting sucking on it like a crazy person. He must've have liked it because he grabbed the back of my head and basically starting fucking my mouth. It was so fucking hot, having my cock sucked by a chick while sucking my best friends dick. We continued on for a awhile this way with April watching and furiously fingering herself. Eventually she must've felt a little left out because she basically ordered us to start fucking her again."

Josh took a sip of his beer and adjusted himself on the cooler.

"That's a hell of a story man. I've never done anything like that. I don't know if I could let a guy suck my dick, although it sounds like you'd do a damn fine job." Josh instigated.

"Danny never complains!!" I shot back.

"Wait, you've sucked his cock more than once?" asked Josh.

I told him that after the threesome I had blown him a couple of other times when we were drunk and he was horny. It wasn't bad, I liked sucking his cock. The look on his eyes when he would cum was amazing.

Josh just stared at me from his cooler and I could see the question forming in his eyes. Just as I was about to speak he finally popped the question. 

"Would you suck my cock for me? Your story has me hard as all hell and I don't want to go back over there in this condition." He stammered.

There was no doubt in my mind. I've always thought about sucking cock. Since the time I first started jerking off I would fantasize about sucking a nice stiff piece of meat. I guess I sort of just packed away the impulse in highschool and college where it was less acceptable to have such an impulse. But it was true. I liked sucking dick. I am a dirty cocksucker. I loved it when Danny would fuck my mouth with his hands firmly on the back of my head and when he would slap my face with his long, hard cock. My cock twitches when I have cock in my hands.

I told him that I had been thinking about sucking his cock since the minute I met him and that I'd love to blow him. He motioned me over to the cooler. As I was finishing my beer and moving closer to him he pulled his cock out of his jeans and began to stroke it to full length. I couldn't help but to stare at his dick while he jerked it. It was such a brazen act for someone who basically stuttered his request that I was stunned. It was a good looking piece of meat. About seven inches long, with good thickness and with two nice, big balls hanging from his sack. The sight of his thick, veiny cock instantly sent some blood rushing into mine. Maybe it was the booze or maybe it was the situation, but I was horny as fuck and couldn't wait to get this guy's dick into my throat. 

I moved to where Josh's cooler and dropped to my knees between his spread legs. I wanted to give him one last chance to back out and not go through with it but before I could offer he put his hand on the back of my head and gently guided his cock to my lips. It had been awhile since I had last sucked Danny off so it was sort of strange to have another man's cock so close to my face. I never in my entire life would've thought I would be on a camping trip with my friends and end up sucking some guy's dick that I hardly knew. Then again I never would've thought before that threesome that I would've sucked anyone's dick besides in my dreams in the first place.

I wrapped my hand around his cock and gave it a few slow strokes. He started to moan. With his cock throbbing in my hand I began to lick his shaft bottom to top, swirling my tongue over his mushroom shape cock tip. Then, I licked my way down to his sack and began to lick there too. He seemed to really like that. He asked me to suck each of his nuts into his mouth. I was happy to comply. I figured why hold anything back and sucked both of balls into my mouth. I thought he was going to lose it. I looked up as I had his jewels in mouth and his were rolling. After a few minutes of wantonly sucking on each of balls he begged to open my mouth and take his cock in for the first time. I opened wide and stuck my tongue out. He gently eased his cock into my mouth until I could feel his short and curlies around my nose. Once he was in, Josh just left his cock in my throat for a few minutes as if to savor his victory. He started slowly rocking the first few inches of his dick in and out of my mouth. He looked down and asked me if I liked sucking his dick. I took his big dick out of my mouth and rubbed it on my face and told him that I loved sucking his cock. He grunted, my dirty talk having the intended effect.

I guess he getting more comfortable with a guy sucking his cock because he told me to start sucking his cock like a little bitch. I love when Danny gets all dominant on me so when Josh started to I automatically fell right into the role. He told me to open my eyes and look at him while I pleasured him. I began to bob my head up and down the full length of his dick. He seemed to like a decent not so fast pace so I tried to keep one up for him. I popped his cock out of my hungry mouth and spit on this tip. Then I got a really good grip on his shaft and pumped for a few minutes. Soon after he made me open wide again and stuffed his solid hard cock back in. He grabbed the back of my head and began to fuck my face really fast. He was fucking my mouth so fast that his balls were flapping off of my chin. 

I could tell he was gonna blow his load soon. I had been sucking and stroking his cock and licking his balls for twenty minutes. I started stroking his stiff dick with a corkscrew motion and asked him if he was going to cum to soon. He managed to whimper a whispered soon. I had no complaints with Josh coming in my mouth, as I let Danny cum in my mouth just about every time I blow him. I had grown to really liking the test of his juice just fine so I figured I'd let Josh do the same. 

"I won't mind if you cum in my mouth man." I said to him. "I love the taste."

He started to pump his dick furiously. He moaned that he was going to cum soon.

I opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out. He put one hand around the back of my head and continued his one handed assault on his cock. I reached between his legs and started to fondle his balls which were still wet and sticky from my slobbering on them. He started to groan more and more. He scooted forward on the cooler and aimed his dick at my tongue. He started to shoot off. Josh managed to place four thick lines of salty cum onto my waiting tongue. I thought that was the end of the load so I closed my mouth and started to swallow my reward. He pulled my head back closer to his lap and placed the tip of his manhood on my right cheek and then spurted two smaller lines of jizz across my lips. He took a few seconds to recover and then wiped his half limp cock across my face.

"Thanks" Josh sighed," I needed that. You really do suck good dick."

I felt myself blush. No matter how many times I sucked Danny's cock it always got me hot when he thanked me for a job well done. I thanked him and offered to blow him anytime when we got home because I liked his dick and he seemed like a nice guy. I gave him my number and he put it in his phone under BJ. Very funny. Here I was a guy completely happy in life with his woman giving a guy his number to be his dial up cocksucker. I was hooked and I knew it.

I suggested we get back to the site before we were declared missing. He agreed and after I finishing wiping his cum from my face, we headed out. On the way back I swore him to secrecy about the little sexcapade at his site. I didn't want a group of my closest friends knowing I was a skilled cocksucker. When we got back to the site everyone was still drinking and screwing around. I figured I would hit the sack after a quick beer to wash down the cum after taste still in my mouth. The next game of beer pong, however, would change my night entirely.

Guy's Weekend



My friends and I are walking through the parking lot after the game, enjoying all the kids partying after the big win. My friend Alex is especially enjoying himself since it is his alma mater that won the game. We are not actually students, far from it, but Alex went to school here twenty years ago. 

We arrived around lunchtime and spent the afternoon tailgating before the start of the game. Most of the people around us were alumni that Alex was friends with back in his college days. As we walk through the parking lot after the game, we pass groups of students that are the same age as my son and daughter and I imagine them doing the same partying at their schools as these kids are doing right now.

As we pass a large group of kids, I wonder if my kids are acting as crazy as these kids are. One girl in particular catches my eye. She's a pretty brunette with large breasts and is currently leaning against a car with two guys talking to her. It's pretty obvious they are both hitting on her and she is enjoying the attention. I feel a pang of fatherhood as I imagine my daughter doing the same thing. I shake my head hard to get rid of the thought.

My daughter is hundreds of miles away and I have no control over what she does, but an image of her pretty face makes me want to call her. She is a good kid and we are pretty close, especially since my divorce from her mother last year. To my surprise, she chose to live with me over the summer instead of her mother, which caused a little friction.

The divorce itself was a complete surprise to me, but I have taken advantage of the new freedom to begin enjoying my life. At forty-seven, I find myself a bachelor after twenty-two years of marriage. At first, the change was a shock to the system, but once I got over the shock, I realized how restricting my ex-wife had been. 

Over the years, my ex-wife had been more and more of a drag, but I didn't realize it till I was free of her. Since she first declared her desire to leave, I have been playing more golf, going out with the guys, and just enjoying myself. The sudden change has had a positive effect on everything around me, including my job. Over the past year, I have landed two huge promotions because of my new found happiness.

"Where do you guys want to go now?" Alex asks, breaking me out of my daydreaming.

"This is your town, Alex," my buddy Jeff says. "What do you recommend?"

"We can go downtown, grab a bite and check out some of the bars. My brother told me our favorite hangout is still open. Let's go there."

"Lead on," I say.

We pile into Alex's car and he drives us to the place. It is fairly empty, but we realize that it is still early for a college town. It doesn't take long before we have a couple of pitchers and a few appetizers on the table and my buddy Mark is breaking out the cards. We start out with a game of asshole and don't realize that the place is getting busy till the music gets so loud we can't hear the person next to us.

"Wow, this place filled up quickly," Jeff says.

"Suddenly, I feel old," Mark says as he looks around the bar. I have to agree, but I am enjoying the view of young woman walking around. All of the other guys seem to be enjoying it too, but they are all married. 

Over the past year, the guys always insist I tell them about the women I've dated. There haven't been that many, but I have learned that single women my age are a little more adventurous, so I have had some pretty interesting dates.

I get up to use the bathroom and on the way back to the table, I see a back room with darts, pool tables and a few other games. I ask the guys if any of them were interested and Mark, Jeff and Adam come with me. One of the pool tables is free, so we grab the equipment and start to play. 

One of the great things about my divorce is that I kept the house. We had bought it when we first got married with some help from my parents. With some luck, we managed to pay it off long before the mortgage was due. I bought out her half and quickly began to turn it into a bachelor pad. It is probably one of the reasons the kids stayed with me instead of my ex. One whole room is dedicated to games and I have a regulation sized pool table, dart board, and full bar. Needless to say, the guys spend a lot of time at my place and we've gotten pretty good at pool.

We play a few games when a group of college kids start to line up, looking for a chance to play. Mark and I just won and a couple of the college guys step up to play. Mark and I easily beat them and then take on the next pair. After dispatching them, a pair of girls step up for their turn. They were both good looking with large breasts. The taller girl has long blonde hair tied back in a pony-tail, blue eyes and large breasts. The top she was wearing is quite tight and is cut low between her breasts. She is wearing jeans that showed off a fantastic ass. 

Her friend is much shorter and her breasts seem even bigger on her smaller frame. Her hair is also quite long, but hangs free and the skirt she is wearing barely covers her ass. Mark and I grin at each other like a couple of idiots, thinking this will be an easy game, but the girls are quite good and it takes a lucky shot by Mark to win. The girls handle the defeat pretty well and challenge us to a rematch. As we play a few more games, the girls stay and chat with us. 

The taller girl's name is Marge while her friend is Tabitha. Our friend Adam makes a lame joke about whether she can move her nose and do magic, but the joke goes over the girl's heads as they have no idea what he is talking about. 

When it is time to play with the girls again, they take their play up a notch. During our shots, Marge leans over the table in such a way as we can see down her top. While I am setting up one of my shots, Tabitha 'accidentally' drops her cue stick and bends over at the waist to pick it up. This causes her skirt to lift up to show off her ass and the thin material of her thong. Needless to say, Mark and I are quite distracted and we just barely are able to win. 

Mark decides he is done for the night and he makes his way back to the table. I begin to follow, but Marge insists on buying me a beer for being such a good sport during the game. I follow her and Tabitha over to the bar and talk to them for a while. The two of them have been friends since freshman year and now share a house with another girl. 

"How about you? It is pretty obvious you are not a student here," Marge states.

"No, I'm here with a friend that went to school here."

"How old are you, if that doesn't offend you?" Tabitha asks.

"I'm forty seven. I hope that doesn't gross you out." I know there is very little chance of getting with these two, but it's fun to dream.

"No, that's okay. I was pretty sure you were older. Although, I thought you would say in your thirties. You don't look that old."

"Gee, thanks."

"Oh, I'm sorry, that isn't what I meant," Tabitha says as her face turns red. Just then, Alex comes over. 

"Hey, we're all heading back to the hotel. You ready to leave?"

"Yeah. I'll be right there," I tell him. "It was nice meeting you girls. Thanks for the beer."

"You don't really have to leave, do you?" Marge asks.

"Kind of. He's my ride and I have no idea where I am."

"Where are you staying?" she asks Alex.

"The Hampton over by the river," he tells her.

"That's not far from us. We can take you home." 

Alex looks at the girls with his mouth open and I am sure he's as stunned as I am.

"Well, if you don't mind hanging with a couple of young girls, we certainly don't mind," Tabitha says quickly.

"Um, sure, if you really don't mind."

"Come on, it'll be fun."

"What time are we planning on leaving tomorrow?" I ask Alex.

"Not too early. Mark and Jeff want to take a tour of the campus."

"I'll catch up with you. Let me get a key to the room so I don't have to wake anyone."

"Take mine. Mark has one too."

He winks at me and then heads back to the guys. I watch him tell them I'm not going back with them and they all look at me with pride. After watching them leave, I turn to the girls. 

"So, what did you have planned?"

"There's a party going on over at our house. We don't actually like the one girl who is throwing the party which is why we are here," Marge says.

"Yeah, and her friends are weird. We got stuck with her when one of our friends got in some trouble and head to quit school. We needed someone to fill her place quick and this girl answered our ad. It took almost a full week before we regretted our decision," Tabitha explains. 

"But we can go back and just hang out. This place is going to get crazy in a little while."

"This isn't crazy?"

They both chuckle and take an arm to lead me out of the bar.

"I'm guessing your friends think you are getting lucky tonight," Marge says as we get to Tabitha's car.

"Probably. Uh, how are the three of us getting into this?" I ask as I look at the small two seater. 

"I will have to sit on your lap, if that's okay with you."

I grin at the thought of her seated on my lap. "I think I can handle that."

Marge grins back at me. "Thought you would say that." Tabitha giggles as she opens the car doors.

"Our house isn't too far, but the road is a bit rough. Maybe I should drive and Tabitha can sit on your lap instead." I feel myself get hard at the thought of the tiny girl sitting on my lap in her short skirt.

Tabitha looks at Marge and grins, then tosses the keys to Marge and comes over to my side of the car. Marge laughs as she moves around to the driver's seat.

"I get the feeling you two have done this before."

Neither girl answers but they both laugh. I slide into the passenger seat and Tabitha reaches between my legs, her face close to my crotch, so she can adjust the seat. After making a show of kissing my thigh, she slides onto my lap. I wrap my arm around the tiny girl with the large breasts and she leans against me.

"Okay you two. No distracting the driver."

I put a hand on one of Tabitha's thighs and she snuggles against me tighter, nuzzling against my neck. As Marge drives down the road, I realize she wasn't kidding about the rough road. She seems to hit every bump in the road which causes Tabitha to bounce in my lap. I hold her tighter and slide a hand between her legs, under her skirt. She shifts slightly to give me better access to her hidden treasure.

By the time we get to the girl's house, Tabitha is breathing hard and I can feel heat radiating from her crotch. As Marge turns off the engine, Tabitha leans in and kisses me.

"Thanks for a fun ride," she whispers in my ear. "Maybe you can move your hand now?"

Instead of pulling it out, I slide it along her slit which makes her moan and she bites my ear playfully. I am surprised to find her crotch is wet. 

"Okay you two. Let's go join the party." She reaches for her door, but I notice her eyes are on Tabitha's crotch where I am still lightly rubbing her. A quick glance at her breasts reveals her nipples poking out through the material.

I remove my hand from between Tabitha's legs and open the door. Tabitha makes a show of slipping off my lap and rubs her hand over my crotch. Marge watches Tabitha slide out of the car and then leans over to kiss me. As I walk into the house behind the girls, I can't believe what is happening. Both girls are shaking their asses as we walk into the house and it is not until I'm inside that I pay attention to my surroundings.

The place is packed with college kids and the music is loud and crazy. As we walk through the living room, I spy a couple of girls in a corner making out. One of the girls has her hand up the other girls shirt and is obviously playing with her tits. On the couch, another couple of girls are groping each other as well while against the wall, a guy is leaning into another guy while kissing his neck.

"Uh, what kind of party is this?" I ask, getting very uncomfortable.

Neither Tabitha nor Marge say anything as they lead me through the party by my hands. They stop in the kitchen to grab a few beers and continue to pull me towards the stairs down to the basement. Marge shuts the door behind us and I follow Tabitha down the stairs.

"I can leave at any time, right?" I ask nervously. 

The girls look at each other and laugh. "I'm sorry. We should have warned you. Our roommate is very gay. If you want, we can take you back to your hotel where you can spend the night in a room with a bunch of guys or you can stay with a couple of horny girls that think you're pretty hot. It's your choice," Marge says as she holds the car keys to me. 

To emphasize what Marge just said, Tabitha comes over to me and kisses me hard on the lips. It doesn't take much to convince me which is the better choice. I return the kiss and grab Tabitha's ass to let her know I have made my choice.

When Tabitha steps away, Marge takes her place and I grab her ass in the same way I'd just grabbed Tabitha's. 

"Good, I'm glad you decided to stay. I promise we aren't going to do anything bad to you."

"What's the story with your roommate and why are we down here?" I ask curiously.

I take a seat on the couch and Tabitha sits next to me while Marge sits across from us. "'Like we said before, our other roommate had to leave school because she got into trouble."

"She got pregnant is what the little slut did." I chuckle at Tabitha calling the other girl a slut. "We were desperate for another roommate because if we didn't find someone else, we would have to move back on campus and there was no way I was doing that. This girl answered the ad and seemed to be pretty nice. We didn't have time to do a real good background check. Once she moved in and her friends started to stop by, we realized she was gay."

Tabitha stops talking and blushes a little. Marge picks up where Tabitha stopped. "We don't have anything against her being gay, but she is also into some really weird shit. The second weekend of school, we came home after a party and found her tied up on the kitchen table, completely nude and three of her friends standing around her doing some really weird shit. One of the girls was wearing a huge strap-on dildo and was using it on her while the other two were doing other things. Now, we're not prudes, but that was a little much for us. The next day we set some rules and she agreed. She is allowed to throw a party a month, but she is completely responsible and they are not allowed to be naked anywhere but her bedroom."

Tabitha then took over again. "She's been pretty cool about most of the rules, but one day we found two of her friends in our bedroom. One of the girls was bent over Marge's bed and the other girl was fucking her with a dildo. Marge freaked and almost attacked the girls. We decided we would move our stuff down here because we didn't know what may be going on when we aren't home. She's not allowed down here. It's worked our really well though."

"So you have to live in the basement and she gets the rest of the house?"

"Oh, it isn't that bad. There is more room down here anyway and there are enough windows so it isn't dreary."

I look around the room and realize they have done a lot to make it look homey. They have divided the room into two halves with a curtain just on the other side of the stairs, which is where I guess their beds are.

"What about a bathroom?"

"There is one down here, which is why we did it. We needed to do some repairs, but the landlord was more than happy to do it for us. Especially when he showed up while we were sunbathing."

"I bet he was." The girls just smile at each other. "How about a game?" I ask . "Do you have cards or dice?"

"I can find some cards," Marge says and jumps up to find them.

Tabitha is quiet while we wait, but I take the time to look at her. She is quite pretty with her thick, dark hair and brown eyes. I figure she is probably just over five feet tall, but she has large tits that look even bigger on her small frame. While her shirt isn't quite as tight as Marge's, it still fits her snuggly. I reach over and turn her face to mine so that I can kiss her and she tilts her head to accept my lips. She tastes like strawberries.

Before the kiss leads to anything else, Marge emerges from the curtain and announces she has found the cards. "Okay you two. That's enough of that."

Tabitha sticks her tongue out and kisses me again. After the kiss I turn back to Marge and realize she has changed into something a little more comfortable. I can also tell she has removed her bra because of how her nipples are poking out.

"What would you like to play?" she asks.

"Strip poker." I announce and the girls giggle. 

"Marge will need to change again because if I'm not mistaken, she is probably only wearing two things."

Marge gives her a dirty look. "Three." 

Tabitha just laughs and I start to shuffle the cards. "Winner picks who removes an item or worst hand?" I ask.

"Worst hand," Tabitha says quickly.

We play two hands and Tabitha loses them both, removing both of her socks. Marge just rolls her eyes. 

"Hold on, we need more beer," Tabitha says and heads upstairs. Marge moves onto the couch next to me and leans in for a kiss. 

I waste no time in sliding my hand up her shirt and she doesn't stop me. Her breasts are the size of large grapefruits and just as firm. I feel her nipple harden beneath my grip. She slides her tongue into my mouth just before Tabitha comes back down with a six pack.

"Hey, not fair," she complains in mock sincerity.

"You had some fun already. It's my turn."

"You girls have done this before I take it."

"Not really," Tabitha says as she hands me a beer. "Usually we each have someone, but it just didn't work out tonight. Looks like you are going to be busy. Hope you can keep up."

"Don't get the wrong idea. We don't do this all the time. We both had boyfriends till about a month ago. I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me and after we broke up, Tabitha's boyfriend tried to get me to sleep with him when Tabitha was sick. She had taken some medicine and was dead to the world when he tried to kiss me. I smacked him and kicked him."

"I broke up with him the next day."

Tabitha sits down across from Marge and I deal the cards. "Fuck," Tabitha shouts as she show the worst hand again. 

I am hoping she will take off her top, but she surprises me by reaching under her skirt and removing her panties. As she sits back down, she flashes me really quick and grins. 

She quickly grabs the cards from me, shuffles and deals the next hand. She loses again and just stares at her cards. Without a word, she lifts her shirt over her head, revealing a lacy, red bra that is supporting some very impressive tits. I estimate she was at least a D-cup, if not double D.

Marge just laughs before dealing the next hand. 

"Are you two cheating?" Tabitha says as she comes up the loser again. "To hell with it." She reaches behind her back and unsnaps the latch for her bra and quickly tossed it away, then stands up and pushes her skirt down her legs. "I'm probably going to lose anyway," she says as she sits back down. 

I am impressed with how her breasts barely sag, even as large as they are. She has two large areola to cap her beautiful breasts. Her stomach is flat and firm and she has three tattoos. On each hip are pairs of dolphins and on the inside of her right thigh is a heart. I have to shift in my seat because I am getting quite aroused.

Not to be outdone, Marge stands and removes her clothing. She pauses after removing her shirt, revealing she is indeed without a bra. Her breasts, while smaller than Tabitha's, are just as impressive. I guess they were at least C's and she obviously doedsn't need a bra as they barely move at all. She quickly pushes down her pants and panties in one move, revealing a neatly trimmed bush. Sitting so close to her, I can smell her arousal and am easily able to see her swollen labia. 




Guy's Weekend



Marge sits back down on the couch and both girls look at me. "You're turn," Tabitha announces with some enthusiasm.

I was never more proud of how I kept myself in shape as I am right now. I remove my shirt to appreciative looks from both girls. I had been an athlete in high school and college, although I wasn't good enough for the pros. I continue to take care of myself except for a short period after the birth of my son when I was too tired to exercise. But during that time I felt terrible and began working out again, going to the gym at least five days a week and keeping up with my cardio.

"How old are you?" Marge asks.

"Forty seven, why?"

"You really take care of yourself," Tabitha says.

"I try."

Next I remove my pants and both girls are looking at my crotch. I am quite well endowed and at the moment, the head of my cock is poking over the waist band of my underwear and I am not even fully hard yet. When I drop my shorts, both girls gasp. My ten inch cock springs forward and neither of them can look away. Tabitha leans forward and spreads her legs as if she was in a trance. 

Her pussy is dripping wet and her lips are already spread wide. I look over at Marge and she has the same look as Tabitha, so I grab her behind the neck and pull her into a very hot kiss. At first she is motionless, but as the kiss lasts longer, she starts to respond. 

I waste no time feeling her body and am impressed by how firm her tits are. I am concentrating so much on Marge that I had briefly forget about Tabitha. I look at her and she seems to have recovered from her original shock, but has still not moved. I pull myself away from Marge and move across the room to Tabitha, kneel down in front of her and pull her close for a kiss. 

Tabitha responds immediately and shoves her tongue down my throat. It is at that point I wonder just how experienced these two are. Tabitha is a little too enthusiastic with her kissing, so I slow her down and kiss my way down her neck so that I can suck and lick her magnificent tits. 

Her response is not what I expect as she starts to moan loudly and thrusts her chest into my face. Curious, I slip a hand between her legs and feel her juices pouring out of her pussy. The moment my finger touches her clit, she explodes in a massive orgasm. She screams so loud I am afraid someone will come down to investigate.

When her orgasm is done raging through her body, she slumps back onto the chair and closes her eyes. I look over at Marge who is just smiling. 

"I guess we should have warned you. Her breasts are very sensitive, and when she is stimulated the right way, she has huge orgasms."

"So I see. I barely touched her."

"Well, she was pretty aroused earlier, so it didn't take much."

I stand up and walk back to Marge who leans back onto the couch. "And how about you? Do you have any warning labels?"

"It is going to take a lot more than sucking on my tits. But I'm ready to see what you can do."

I really want to fuck her, but figure it would be more fun to get her to a quick orgasm. I start by kissing her tits. While I suck on one nipple, I pinch and twist her other nipple. Soon, she is moaning and pushing her chest into my mouth. 

With one hand busy with her tit, I slip my other hand between her legs. She offers no resistance as I start to rub her clit. Her pussy is pretty wet as well, and soon she is bucking against my two fingers as they split her pussy. When I push a third finger into her, she moans even louder and spreads her legs wide. She is very tight with just three fingers and I groan inwardly at how her pussy would feel around my large cock.

When Marge is totally captive to my fingers and mouth, I started to kiss my way down her body. As I get closer to her pussy, I start to smell her musky scent. She is so wet by this point, my fingers are making squishing noises as I thrust and pull them back out. 

As my face gets closer to her pussy, I slide my hands to the inside of her thighs and push them apart. She knows what is coming and scoots her ass closer to the edge of the couch. The moment my tongue touches her clit, she groans and thrust her hips against my face. 

As I feel her excitement grow, I slip my fingers back inside of her. I twist my wrist while rubbing the inside of her pussy and she groans loudly when my fingers brush across the ridges just inside her pussy. I continue my assault by sucking on her clit and press my tongue against it. That was all she needs and her orgasm forces her juices to squirt onto my face and drip down my chin.

I continue my licking and probing through her orgasm and into a second one. Her fingers grab my hair and she pulls me tighter into her pussy, holding me captive. When she finally pushes me away, my entire face is covered in her juices. 

Marge has a small smile on her face as she looks down at me. "I guess what they say about older men being better lovers is true," she says quietly. "I have never had two orgasms like that at once."

I stand up and my cock is right at her face. Marge pushes herself off the couch and she lightly licks the head of my cock. Her tongue feels awesome, but I am not interested in a blow job. I want to feel her tight pussy around my cock. 

I reach down and grab her hand to pull her to her feet. "Show me where your bed is."

Marge smiles and leads me through the curtain, Tabitha follows us without a word, having recovered from her orgasm. Once through the curtain, I find myself in a very feminine room with two queen sized beds. 

"Help us move this table and we can push the beds together," Marge suggests. Five minutes later, the girls were laying on the large bed together. I move between Marge's legs and rub the tip of my cock along her wet slit. Tabitha rolls over to get a better view. 

Slowly I push into her, spreading her tight pussy as I progress. "Holy fuck, I feel like you are tearing me apart."

Even with as wet as she is, it is still was rough going. I have to stop and pull back several times before I am all the way inside of her. 

"It feels like you are in my gut," Marge groans. I slowly pull back out and push into her again. To my surprise, Tabitha leans over and takes one of Marge`s tits into her mouth and starts to suck. Marge must be surprised as well because she looks at her friend with an odd look.

I know it is probably uncomfortable for Marge, so I take it very slowly. Finally, after what seems an eternity, she starts to look like she is enjoying herself. Her pussy loosens up enough that I can start moving easily. With her loosened, she begins to relax and thrust against me. 

"Oh, fuck me. Fuck me harder," she begins to chant. With her approval, I start to really thrust into her till her tits are bouncing around each time I push into her. I feel her body begin to go rigid and she arches her back, giving me easier access to her pussy.

Her orgasm takes control of her body. I watch her eyes roll back into her head and her moaning gets louder. Her juices are flowing from her pussy and my thrusting gets even easier. I feel the expected tingle in my balls that indicates that I was close as well. When Marge's pussy clamps around my cock, I explode inside of her.

Marge's body begins to spasm as I unload a huge load of cum into her. The feeling is exquisite as my balls unload thick streams into her already overheated pussy. I grunt with each stream till I am done. Marge had passes out, so I slowly pulled myself out of her. A huge puddle falls out of her pussy and onto the bed.

I roll away from Marge and move to Tabitha who is looking at her friends ravished pussy. When I touch her shoulder, she jumps and looks at me. She seems a little sad and scared at the same time.

"You okay?"

"You came?"

"Yes. But I will be ready again soon," I say as I kiss her. She kisses me back and falls back onto the bed, pulling me on top of her. I don't bother wasting time and move between her legs to get a taste of her pussy. I don't know why, but I really want to make sure she enjoy herself, so I take my time working on her pussy. 

It doesn't seem to matter what I do though, because she is soon cumming all over my face. I don't stop and bring her to two more orgasms before my cock is ready for her. I move up her body and kisse her roughly. She kisses me back, tasting herself on my lips as the head of my cock presses against her pussy. 

She doesn't seem to be as tight as Marge is and I have a much easier time getting inside of her till I get about halfway inside of her. Then things become tight again and I haveto work to get the full length of my cock inside of her. Her words encourage me to keep moving and soon I am deep inside of her pussy.

"Come on, fuck me now. Fuck me like you fucked Marge. Give it to me, stud," Tabitha says. I do exactly as she asks and am soon fucking her hard. I am surprised to feel a hand on my ass and look over to see Marge had woken up.

"She likes it rough," Marge informs me. 

Having just fucked Marge, I know I will last a long time. I pound Tabitha till she had another screaming orgasm. As I continue to thrust, I feel her juices pouring out of her. She begins bucking like a wild bronco and screams at the top of her lungs. Her pussy loosens up and I really begin thrusting as another orgasm takes over her body. 

I start to tire and ask if Tabitha wants to get on top. "I think I need a break," she replies.

I pull out of her and marvel at her gaping pussy. Marge pushes me back and straddles my hips. "I'll take you for a ride," she says grinning. 

Her pussy is like a marsh as she lowers herself on top of me. Once she gets comfortable, she starts to bounce on me. I reach up and play with her bouncing tits. Marge is riding me hard while Tabitha sits and watches. Marge puts her hands on my chest and really starts to drive her hips into me. Her eyes roll back in her head and she begins to shudder. Her pussy clenches around my cock and a flood of her juices pour down my cock and all over my thighs. 

When her spasms stop, she rolls off to the side next to me. Tabitha wastes no time in taking her place. Her pussy is a little tighter since I hadn't unloaded inside of her. But I start to feel the usual tingle in my balls that will change that. 

Just as the tingle becomes a rush, Tabitha begins to thrash around. Her clenching pussy is all I need to fill her tight hole with a hot stream of cum. I hold her down and thrust into her several times, unleashing streams of cum. Tabitha roars as she feels my hot seed fill her. When the last of my orgasm fades away, I release Tabitha who rolls to my other side.

The three of us lay together, catching our breath before I get off the bed to use the bathroom. I choose the correct door and pee for what felt like forever. When I return to the bed, the girls are under the covers waiting for me to join them.

I crawl in between them and they each put their head on a shoulder. "Thanks for an incredible night," Tabitha says. "That was way better than I thought."

"What does that mean?" I ask curious.

"I wanted to go out and get laid. I haven't been with anything since I broke up with my boyfriend and I was very excited about tonight. You just wound up being a bonus."

"I'm glad I could be of assistance. Was the plan to include Marge also?"

"No. She was supposed to find a guy for herself. When we saw you playing pool, we decided to see if you would be interested in both of us."

"What guy wouldn't?"

They both giggle and Tabitha jumps when I pinched her nipple.

"I don't know if you are ready for more, but I need a break. My poor pussy is worn out."

"You're safe for now. But maybe in the morning. Unless you are interested in some anal action."

"Not with that monster between your legs," Marge says. "You'd rip me apart."

I chuckle to myself and the girls and I talk for a while before we each fell asleep. I don't know how long I sleep before I feel something squeezing my cock. I open my eyes and see Tabitha looking at me with a sly grin on her face. 

She puts her finger to her mouth and motions for me to follow her. Marge is sound asleep and I have to move slowly to not wake her up. Tabitha leads me through the curtain into the other room and suddenly spins around, wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me.

After she breaks the kiss she explains what she has in mind. "I was having this really erotic dream and I need some attention. Any chance you can help me out?"

I look down and don't have to answer as her hand was wraps around my hardening cock. "I think I can manage."

She backs up to the couch, still holding my cock. When the back of her knees are against the couch, she spins around, puts one leg on the couch and shakes her ass. "Come on, fuck like the horny bitch I am," she says with deep voice. I don't wait for a second invitation and move behind her. Her pussy is still slick and I easily push into her. 

"Now fuck me. Fill me with the man meat."

I grab her hips and pound her pussy till she comes hard. I push on her lower back, causing her ass to rise into the air and continue to fuck her. I am fascinated by the sight of my cock disappearing into her tight hole. I also find it interesting how her anus contracts with each thrust.

Out of curiosity I press my finger against her really tight asshole. Tabitha squeals but doesn't protest, so I continue to press against her. I slip my finger between us and lubricate it with her juices and then try to push it into her again. This time, I am able to get in to the first knuckle before her ass tightens around my finger. I realize she has tightened up because she is cumming again. 

I hold on to her hip to keep from getting pushed away. When she finally relaxes, I shove my finger into her ass all the way past the 2nd knuckle. Her next orgasm is even more violent than the last one. Her pussy grips tightly around my cock and to my surprise, I unleash a huge load of cum deep into her pussy. 

Tabitha's entire body shakes with spasms as yet another orgasm shake her. She falls forward and pulls off my spent cock, a large flow of our combined cum running down the inside of her thighs. Her pussy looks completely abused as the lips are red and swollen and the lips are still spread wide.

I easily lift her up and carry her back to bed. "Thanks, I'm not sure my legs would work."

"You're welcome. Thanks for a great night."

I kiss her gently and climb back into bed. Marge hasn't moved since we left and when I look at my phone, I see a text from Alex asking how things are going. It is from four hours ago and I realize it is after four in the morning.

I sleep for a few hours before my internal clock wakes me up at just after eight. Tabitha is still asleep, but Marge is gone. I slide out of bed and use the bathroom. Somehow, I am getting hard again and wonder if either girl would be up for another round. Just as I am about to go back out to bed, my question is answered. 

"Oh, there you are. For a second I thought you had left," Tabitha says.

"Nope, just needed to pee. I could use a shower and I need to get back to my friends."

"Do you have time for a quickie?"

My answer is to pick her up and carry her back to bed. Our lips lock as I lower her to the bed. "Won't Marge be jealous?"

"She has to work, so she's already gone. I'll let her know what she missed though."

There is no teasing or foreplay. I thrust into her abused pussy and watch her grimace. 

"I'm hurting you. We don't have to do this."

Her response is to wrap her legs around my back and pull me into her deeper. "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you fill me with another load of cum. Come on, don't disappopint me."

I don't disappoint her at all and soon I am pumping another load of cum into her womb. She only has one small orgasm, but it seems to be enough. We shower and I take her out to brunch as a way to say thank you for the awesome night. While we eat, she grabs my phone and starts to play with it. Her phone begins to ring and I realize she is giving me her number.

"I know I will probably never see you again, but I am coming back here for grad school, so if you ever find yourself this way, look me up."

"Not to sound like an ass, but I don't think I will be coming back here since I was never a student. But you never know."

After breakfast Tabitha drives me to the hotel. I kiss her goodbye and wave as she drives away. I might just have to find a way to come visit again.



Guys Weekend at Camp, with a Lady!



Parents of children who play travel sports make tremendous sacrifices for their child's love of the game, but they also reap immense rewards. The most obvious sacrifice is the amount of time and money that is spent traveling; you could go months at a time without an unscheduled weekend day, and many of your weekends are spent in hotels. But with all the time away from home, you are usually in the company of your children's teammates and families, which leads to the formation of close relationships that can last a lifetime. There's a certain element of bonding that comes from the kinship of waking up at 5am on a Saturday to drive several hours away, not returning home until 10pm on Sunday night. Of course, copious amounts of alcohol are also involved in soothing the stress of travel, which can lead to an entirely different kind of relationship...

As yet another season came to a close, the year-end team picnic was a mixture of joy, relief, and sadness. They had so much to celebrate - their children's athletic growth throughout the season, winning the state championship, and a coaching award bestowed upon their head coach for his leadership. Everyone was looking forward to a break from the travel and the seasonal change in which sports their children participated. But the families had all grown so close that with the end of the season came the inevitable collapse of the families' social circle.

"I think we should just have Gary book us a hotel 3 hours away and we'll all pretend we're going there for a game so we can just party in the hotel," Sam joked. "Who says we need to actually have the kids play a game for us to have a good time?"

Beers in hand, everyone laughed and one of the parents quipped, "Do we even need to invite the kids?"

As the laughter subsided, Craig thought for a moment, then said, "You know, I have a cabin that's pretty big - there's an upstairs area for sleeping and a downstairs living area. It's pretty basic and would be pretty rugged camping, but we could have a party out there some day this summer. The kids could run around, ride their four-wheelers and dirt bikes, we could grill some meat, and camp out overnight."

"Oh the boys would LOVE that!" Brenda commented, as several other heads nodded up and down in agreement, with utterances of "yeah!", "definitely!", "cool!" coming from the various Moms and Dads.

"Alright, I'll set something up and send out an email," Craig said.

***

"Oh, honey, I'm not feeling good," John groaned as he walked slowly into the living room.

"Why, what's wrong?" asked his wife, Deena, looking over the top of her magazine.

"I think I have that stomach bug that was going around the office," he frowned, looking like he was in tremendous discomfort.

"Oh no! Are you still going to be able to take Liam to the camp-out this afternoon at Craig's place?"

"I don't think so...," he moaned as he flung himself onto the couch dramatically, looking like a helpless invalid.

"Ugh," Deena sighed, "Liam is going to be so upset that he can't go - he was really looking forward to seeing his teammates again and fishing in Craig's pond. Are you sure you can't go? Can you take some Immodium or something?"

John glared at her with annoyance, "I'm running a fever, I can't stay out of the bathroom, and I feel like crap - I am NOT going to the party. Can't you just drop him off and pick him up tomorrow?"

Deena thought about it for a moment. "I don't know," she hesitated, "he's never been camping before - what if he doesn't like it and wants to leave? Or what if he gets nervous about staying with other people? That seems like such a burden to impose on the guys, expecting them to watch him."

"Liam will be fine, and I'm sure the guys won't mind. He gets along well with all the kids who are going, he doesn't need me there."

"I'm just not comfortable with that," she protested. "You stay here and rest, I'll just take him myself."

"It's a "Guys' Weekend" - the party is for boys and their DADS, no Moms or sisters - you can't go."

"Oh give me a break! I've spent all season with these guys, we're all good friends. They've never been inhibited around me when it comes to their discussion, it'll be fine. I won't be in the way - I'm just like "one of the guys" to them, anyway."

In many ways, Deena was, indeed, "one of the guys". Gender lines were often blurred when the parents were up late in the hotel drinking in the hallways - everyone was friends with everyone, and they were comfortable discussing any topic. In fact, late-night discussions could run the gamut, anything from plumbing repairs, to vacation plans, to remodeling homes, to the latest pop culture from music and movies. But as the beer and rum continued to flow, most of those conversations ended up going in an X-rated direction. Moms would talk about their bikini waxes and Brazilians, the guys would talk about a hot Mom with big tits that they spotted at the rink from an opposing team, Moms might talk about the latest trashy they'd read, while Dads might talk about recent jaunts to the strip club. From there, dirty jokes just abounded. 

And even though Deena thought she was just "one of the guys" in those conversations, the guys never stopped looking at her as a woman. That didn't mean they were inhibited in their conversation, just that they couldn't stop mentally undressing her and lusting about what it would be like to hook up with her or some of the other Moms on the team.

Deena was in her mid-thirties and very accomplished professionally. The people that she worked with only saw the side of her that was smart, strong, and sassy. She was polite and respectful, but also unafraid to speak her mind. She took her career very seriously and rarely let her colleagues see her more playful nature, for fear that it could jeopardize everything she had worked so hard to achieve.

Physically, Deena was about average height and weight, with long, wavy brunette locks, and deep brown eyes set against light olive-toned skin, a reflection of her Mediterranean heritage. Her teeth were perfectly aligned and a natural bright white color. She was very well-endowed in the chest, with big, voluptuous breasts that were often emphasized by the v-neck style shirts that she preferred to wear on the weekends. No matter how tired or hungover she was, Deena always put forth the effort to make herself look her best - with well-styled hair, carefully applied make-up, jewelry that was simple yet pretty, and sensual perfumes and body sprays. She was definitely "all woman" to the Dads on the team!

John was too tired and weak to argue with Deena's suggestion that she go on the camp-out, and truth be told, he'd rather be home alone to deal with his illness in quiet solitude than have his family around the house nagging him, asking him to do things, telling him to eat this / drink that / nap now and quizzing him frequently on how his bathroom visits were going. If Deena and Liam left for the weekend, he could be lazy, rest, and have full control over the television remote; hell, if he was feeling better by tonight, maybe he could even indulge in some Internet porn! "Fine, whatever," he sighed in feigned disappointment.

"Guess I'd better get started on packing," Deena said, as she set her magazine down and padded down the hall to the bedroom to pack up her things.

***

"Hi guys!" Deena called out as she and Liam hopped out of her SUV, popping the back open to unload their bags.

"Hey Deena," Sam responded, looking slightly puzzled. "Are you dropping Liam off?"

"No, unfortunately John couldn't make it - he isn't feeling well. I figured I'd come in his place!" she smiling cheerfully, too busy hauling a suitcase out of the back to notice Sam's less-than-enthusiastic expression.

Sam's dick woke up and twitched in his pants at the thought of her spending the night. But that wasn't the point of this weekend. This weekend was supposed to be about letting your guard down with the guys and getting dirty with "guy stuff" like dirt bikes, fishing, hunting small game, and camp fires. It was about drinking as much beer as you wanted to drink, pissing against the base of the oak tree behind the cabin, smoking a cigarette or chewing tobacco without any nagging wives getting on your case about how bad that is for your health, releasing belches and farts at will without apologizing, and sharing dirty jokes. Not hanging out with the Hot Mom on the team, fantasizing about taking HER behind the oak tree for a romp in the woods! Damn, there went his dick again. Damn damn damn - this was going to be a long weekend!

"Great," he said through a fake smile, pretending to be happy, before downing the rest of his beer and throwing the empty can on the ground, retreating back into the cabin to share the "good news" with the rest of the guys, who were all inside unpacking and setting things up, while Deena continued to unload her vehicle.

Between summer vacations and other sports conflicts, fewer guys had shown up than Craig was expecting. There was just Craig, Sam, Gary, and Rob, and their four sons. Deena and her son, Liam, made it ten - a reasonable number of guests. The five boys were all very close friends, so Craig was excited about the chemistry there and that none of the more troublesome kids from the team had shown up. It should be an easy weekend, he figured, where the twelve-year-old boys could pretty much be trusted to do most things on their own while the Dads (and, errr, Mom) hung out at the cabin drinking. 

But he was rather disappointed that Deena had shown up in John's place. OK, he understood that John was sick, and he wouldn't want someone at the cabin who wasn't feeling well, but he really wished Deena would have just dropped Liam off - watching him for the weekend wouldn't have been a problem. 

However, Craig was too polite and their families' friendships were too close to risk hurting her feelings by asking her to leave. And it wasn't that he didn't like Deena, it was actually quite the opposite. Craig had been lusting after Deena for a couple of years now. Happily married and committed to his wife, he often spiced up their lovemaking by fantasizing about Deena during the act, pretending that she was the one he was making love to, without his wife Laura having any clue.

Craig also had this other little problem - anytime he had more than a couple of drinks, he became horny. Not just a little turned on, but balls-out horny. Those tournament weekends when the team's families would stay in the same hotel and stay up late drinking were a killer; he always found himself with a raging hard-on throughout the drunken evening, wishing he could just drag Deena into a room and have his way with her.

Fortunately, though, Laura was always with him, unknowingly acting as his jail warden, keeping him true to his marital vows. When everyone retired to their rooms at night, Laura was never in the mood - and she was always so drunk that she passed out the second her head hit the pillow. Craig, however, couldn't settle down to sleep until his aching blue balls had been drained, so every night during those hotel stays he would beat off in the bathroom to mental images of Deena's luscious cleavage and round little ass.

Tonight was going to pose quite the challenge. First of all, he was going to be drinking heavily - so his libido would be going wild. Second, he'd be ogling Deena's tits all day, smelling her perfume, staring at her ass, and watching those shiny, wavy brunette locks bounce and swing around her shoulders. Third, "The Warden" wasn't here to watch and control his behavior. Fourth, Craig and Deena would be sleeping under the same roof, mere feet away from each other. Oh shit, these Four Evil Forces were going to be hell!

Craig wasn't about to even consider passing on the beer and rum 'n cokes - hell, that's the best way to unwind and enjoy the weekend! The only way he could think to keep his libido in check was to try to keep his body and mind busy by doing things around the cabin.

The boys were running around the field and woods playing Manhunt when Deena walked inside the cabin hauling her suitcase and a couple of overnight bags. Distracted by her heavy bags, she shouted out cheerfully, "Hi guys!" 

She noticed that the four men were standing in the kitchen area of the open floorspace, conferring quietly amongst themselves. A sinking feeling hit the pit of her stomach as she suddenly felt uncomfortable and out of place. "Oh God," she thought to herself, "I bet they're upset that I came." She looked at them awkwardly and bit her lip as she stood there silently, trying to think of what to say.

"Hi Deena," they all said in unison.

"Ya know," she reflected, "me deciding to come stay here was probably a mistake. I shouldn't have intruded on your "Guys' Weekend". If you want me to leave and come back to pick up Liam tomorrow, I will."

The guys looked at each other, unsure of what to say, hoping someone else would answer, when Craig decided that as host, it was his job to break the awkward silence. "No, Deena, it's fine, please stay. We're all good friends here, it's not a big deal. We didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, it just caught us off-guard. But there is one ground-rule of "Guys' Weekend" that you have to promise you'll abide by."

"Sure, yeah, what is it?" she asked.

"What happens at the cabin, STAYS at the cabin!" The guys all laughed in agreement. "That means," Craig said, "that you can't go tattling back to our wives if we drink too much, smoke too much, swear too much, eat without washing our hands, or otherwise behave like slobs. Deal?"

"Deal!" she laughed, as she breathed a sigh of relief that they were welcoming her into the pack.

The rest of the afternoon flowed in a relaxed, comfortable manner. The boys played and rode their dirt bikes and four-wheelers while the guys busied themselves with collecting dry wood for the campfire they'd be having later. She worked inside the cabin, first getting the cots set up with linens, then working in the kitchen area to set up and prepare for the barbecue dinner they'd be having a little later.

From the large plate-glass window in the living area of the cabin, she stood looking out at the beautiful, peaceful nature scene. As much as she was a girlie-girl who enjoyed trips to the spa, gourmet meals, and generally being pampered, there was also a side to her that enjoyed being in the outdoors. She loved the lush, green forest that surrounded them, with birds flitting around the trees, and the serenity of the large pond behind the cabin. The guys all looked so happy, too, as they drank and laughed while cleaning up the area they'd be using for their picnic dinner and the campfire later.

She loved all four of these guys like they were family - they all got along very well and had a lot of fun together. Sam and Gary were like the two class clowns. They were both big teddy-bear types of guys, with jolly personalities and hearts of gold - and the dirtiest of minds when it came to those late-night conversations in the hotel hallways.

Rob was tall and thin, with jet-black hair and blue eyes. With his chiseled jaw and boyish good looks, he probably could have pursued a career as a model, but he was so humble and down-to-earth that he probably didn't even think he was attractive. He had a naturally athletic build, with strong, sculpted muscles on his legs and arms. He was a little more shy and reserved than the other guys, but Deena suspected that the reason may be because his wife is always by his side at team events and she seemed like a prude who probably kept his real personality on a tight leash.

Craig was of average build, with short blondish/grayish hair and blue eyes that twinkled when he smiled. He had a certain ruggedness to him that she found so attractive - he was the type of man who wasn't afraid to work hard and was very skilled with his hands. Watching him work so diligently with collecting wood and cleaning up the campsite, she couldn't help but admire what he had done to make this cabin - his dream - come true through all the blood, sweat, and tears he poured into building it on his own.

Deena also couldn't help but admire how hot he looked in his shorts and t-shirt. His skin was tanned from all the time he spent working outside on his house, his cabin, and other projects. He was muscular not from regular visits to a gym, but rather just from physical activity that he did in his job and through his endless home projects. Sure, he was carrying a little bit of extra weight, as most middle-aged men did, but that didn't detract from his rugged sex-appeal. 

She realized that the rum 'n Diet Coke she was drinking was going to her head when she started to fantasize about the fact that she'd be alone with these guys in the cabin tonight. Without her husband here, she'd be horny as hell but alone. Wait, not alone - surrounded by four strong, able-bodied men whose wives weren't here! Who would also be drinking and losing their inhibitions and self-control. Tonight could be very interesting!

***

By the time dinner had been grilled, eaten, and cleaned up, the campfire was roaring and the sun was starting to set. The boys sat on one side of the fire ring excitedly roasting marshmallows for s'mores, while the adults sat across from them on the other side, joking, laughing, and enjoying their drinks. Deena sat between Craig and Rob, while Sam and Gary sat to Craig's left. Sam and Gary were notoriously big drinkers - they would often drink more than a twelve-pack each in a single evening. The more they drank, the wilder the conversations became, although it also became evident when those two guys had overdone it because they would actually start to snooze while sitting in place. Tonight was shaping up to be one of those nights.

Rob and Craig were drinking less - enough to have a good time but at a sustainable pace that would let them stay up later to enjoy themselves. Deena had only finished a few rum 'n cokes, but with her lighter frame and lower tolerance, it had hit her hard and she was getting a bit drowsy. Not enough that she was ready for bed, but enough that she didn't realize she had actually slumped over to the side a little and was leaning up against Craig, periodically closing her eyes to rest them.

"Careful, don't fall forward into the fire," he teased in a whisper as he threw his arm around her in a friendly manner.

"Oh come on, I'm fiiiiiiiine," she drawled sloppily.

Craig chuckled and said quietly, "I don't think so - you're swaying and leaning into me. So until that alcohol wears off a little, I'm going to hold you in place so you don't get hurt or do something stupid that you'll regret later."

Deena sighed and tipped her head onto Craig's shoulder. She let out a soft, quiet moan as she leaned into his body, enjoying the feeling of his warmth and his strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her towards him. Feeling secure in his arms, she closed her eyes and snuggled against him, dozing as the conversation continued.

What seemed like moments later, Deena was startled awake by Craig's voice, "OK, boys, time for bed." She awoke in a daze and yawned as she looked around, suddenly realizing it was completely dark outside except for the fire in front of them.

"What time is it? How long was I out?" she asked as she looked around, while he gently stroked her back with his hand.

Craig twisted his watch towards the fire to see the time, "It's 10:30. I think you were asleep for the last hour and a half or so."

Startled, she exclaimed, "Are you kidding me?! I was asleep for that long?"

"Yep," he said as he stood up, stretched and yawned. "Let's get the kiddos off to bed."

She looked over at Rob, who was still sitting next to her, grinning like a Cheshire cat. Rob leaned over and teased, "Don't worry, what happens at the cabin stays at the cabin - I won't tell John you just fell asleep in Craig's arms."




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Deena punched Rob playfully in the arm, "Smart-ass!"

They went into the cabin to help the kids get changed into their pajamas and settled into their cots. Stumbling up from the log he was sitting on by the fire, Gary lurched to the nearest tree to take a leak but ended up vomiting against the tree first. Sam was able to walk but could barely keep his eyes open, he was so close to passing out.

Once Deena, Rob, and Craig came back downstairs from the sleeping area, having tucked all five kids into bed, they came downstairs to find Gary snoring on the couch and Sam sitting in a chair looking sleepy.

"Looks like Gary's done for the night," Deena commented. "Sam, are you heading off to bed now, too?"

"I don't know," Sam slurred through slitted eyes, "What are you guys doing?"

Deena, Rob, and Craig exchanged glances and shrugged their shoulders.

"Well, now that I took a nap," Deena explained, "I'm not that tired. We probably shouldn't leave the fire unattended, so I think I'll go sit out by it for awhile, until it dies down."

"Sounds good to us," Rob agreed.

Deena mixed up a fresh rum 'n coke (with a heavy emphasis on the rum) and carried her drink outside, with the three guys following, fresh ice cold beers in hand. She sat back down in the same spot where she had been sitting earlier, while Rob and Craig settled down on the log on either side of her. Sam decided to sit across the fire from them.

"Man, Gary sure was wasted, wasn't he?" Deena commented.

"Mmmm yeah, he was. But remember, Deena, what happens at the cabin STAYS at the cabin. Don't you forget that!" Rob reminded her.

"I know, I know," she said.

"I think it's my turn to prop her up so she doesn't fall over," Rob said across Deena to Craig, as he put his arm around her.

Deena laughed and shrugged his arm off, "I'm fine, the earlier drinks wore off and I'm wide awake now."

Rob put his arm back around her and slid closer, "Oh I know you're fine, but I still think it's only fair I get a chance to touch you, too."

Deena's eyes went wide with surprise as she looked at him to see if he was kidding. By the drunken, amorous look in his eyes, she knew this was no joke - Rob was coming onto her. She quickly looked over to her other side at Craig, who was looking at Scott with a mischievous grin on his face. When she looked at Scott, he just smiled and took a swig of his beer, "This I gotta see!"

"Oh my God! Did you guys plan something?" she asked in surprised.

"No... but since we're here," Craig's sentence drifted off as he lifted her hand to his lips to place a gentle kiss on the back of her hand. She looked over at him in shock, as he continued kissing his way up her arm.

Rob picked up where Craig left off, whispering seductively, "and since what happens at the cabin stays at the cabin..." With Deena still looking over her left shoulder at Craig, Rob took advantage of the distraction to reach over with his right hand to squeeze her left breast as he kissed her cheek.

Deena sat frozen in shock, trying to make sense of the situation, and unsure if this was really happening or just a dream. When she looked over at Sam, she noticed he was just sitting there watching, gently rubbing his crotch through his pants.

In one big gulp, Deena swallowed every drop of her rum 'n coke for courage as she gave in to the temptation of being with her two sexy friends. "There ya go, girlfriend," Sam teased before breaking into laughter.

Rob and Craig had already fueled up their courage through the numerous beers they had drank throughout the evening, and Craig had become especially aroused from having Deena in his arms for the past couple of hours - touching her skin, smelling her hair, rubbing her back. Drinking alcohol always made him horny, and the availability of having Deena here for a "no regrets" weekend was driving him wild.

Never having experienced a threesome before, Deena felt a little awkward and unsure of how to proceed. How do you keep two guys happy without making one jealous? Do you alternate and give each a turn? Or do you try to satisfy both guys at the same time using different orifices? She was attracted to both Craig and Rob, and wanted each equally.

Craig sensed that she was hesitating, and decided to take the lead for her. Gently putting his index finger on her chin, he turned her face to look at his. Her eyes were starting to look a little sleepy, a little dreamy, but her pupils were big as saucers with arousal and her lip was quivering slightly. He could tell by the devilish twinkle in her eyes and slight upturn at the corners of her mouth that she was ready for an adventure.

Craig leaned over and devoured her mouth with his, wasting no time as he plunged his tongue into her mouth while cupping the back of her head with his hand. As he kissed her, he slid his left hand up inside her shirt and pushed her bra up and over her breasts, exposing them to his wandering hand.

Simultaneously, Rob reached his right hand between her legs and gently pulled her thighs open, pressing his palm to her mound. She was wearing loose-fitting athletic shorts, which provided easy access for his hands to slide up and stroke her slit through her panties. Rob could feel the moisture collecting there, as Deena moaned with pleasure and excitement at the guys' touches.

Deena began breathing heavy and really getting into the groove of making out with Craig while Rob touched her. She put her right hand behind Craig's head and held his face against hers as she took the lead, now ravishing his mouth with her tongue, and even occasionally lightly nibbling his lower lip while she rubbed the back of his head, running her fingers through his short hair.

Craig took hold of Deena's hand and pulled it off his face, guiding her hand down to his crotch and placing it over the hardness in his pants. "Take it out, Deena. Touch me, stroke me."

Deena did as she was told, unbuttoning and unzipping his shorts. To her surprise, he wasn't wearing any underwear - he was completely bare. His cock was ripe and ready for her - hard as steel and the tip was glistening in the firelight with pre-cum. Craig groaned when Deena wrapped her slender fingers around the length of his shaft and squeezed, tugging lightly as she stroked him, and resumed kissing him passionately, opening her legs further for Rob's exploration.

Sam sat back, enjoying the show, as he drank his beer and rubbed his own stiff cock through his shorts. Watching Deena stroke Craig's meaty cock while they kissed deeply as he felt her up under her shirt, and seeing Rob's wandering fingers exploring Deena's body, was turning him on more than he expected. He had never witnessed a threesome, and always thought it would be awkward, but he found it very easy to watch as the three of them performed so naturally. As much as he was tempted to get up and join the action, he was unfortunately too tired to get up from his seat - but not too tired to slide his pants down and grab hold of his dick, stroking off to their fun.

Rob loved running his fingers along the outside of her slit, but when he slid her panties to the side and felt her warm, slippery folds, his cock throbbed painfully in his pants, desperately wanting to be broken free from its clothed restraints. "We need to get these clothes off you, Deena," he said huskily as he began lightly tugging at her shorts. "Stand up."

Rob got up first and pulled his shirt off, then took Deena's hand to guide her into a standing position. When Deena stood, she also grabbed Craig's hand and brought him up alongside her. Rob turned her to face him and kissed her deeply as he pulled her shirt up, then released the kiss so he could lift her shirt over her head. Standing behind her, Craig used that as the opportunity to unfasten her bra and slide it off her arms. Now topless, Deena faced Rob and wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed, with tongues dancing wildly between their mouths. Rob put his hands at the small of her back and pulled her close to him, pressing his erection into her belly.

Craig quickly shimmied out of his own clothes, then grabbed hold of Deena's shorts and panties and slid them down her legs in one fell swoop. Deena stepped out of her clothes, and Craig cast the remnants aside, then pressed himself against her as she kissed Rob, reaching around to squeeze her tits while pushing his hard-on firmly against her back. 

Deena groaned and pushed her ass back towards him, tempting him, then she put a leg up on the log to open herself for him. Craig slid his fingers along her lips, fingering her and teasing her clit as his cock bobbed wildly in the air. Deena pulled Rob's shorts down, then smiled and moaned in approval at his long, thick cock, surrounded by thick, dark fur.

"Oh God, this is amazing," Deena sighed, to nobody in particular.

"My dream come true," Craig whispered in her ear, before lightly biting her earlobe.

"Mine, too," Rob agreed. "Baby, we are gonna make you feel soooooo good."

"Mmmmmmmmmm," Deena moaned, as she grabbed hold of Rob's cock, stroking it while they kissed and Craig fingered her. She used Rob's oozing pre-cum as lubricant to make her hand glide effortlessly up and down his shaft. Sam sat there watching, stroking himself off at a slow, steady pace, so he could last as long as they did.

Craig drove his fingers deep inside her, finger-fucking her easily as her juices flowed with excitement. His cock ached to be inside her, feeling those warm, tight folds. He positioned his cock along the top of the crack of her ass, then slid it down slowly. When the head of his cock reached her asshole, he tickled the entrance to her tight knot, then slid his cock head down to her pussy, teasing the entrance.

Deena arched her back and move closer towards him, trying to impale herself on his thick meat, but Craig held the shaft, preventing it from being able to go inside by more than an inch or two. She wanted it so bad that her mouth greedily devoured Rob's face as she kept trying to work her way onto Craig's cock. Craig released his tight grip, but pushed the shaft downward, away from her, so he could slide the length along her folds, covering himself in her slippery juices. She loved the feeling and stopped trying to wiggle her way onto it, letting Craig take control, but the moment he realized she had handed the reigns over to him, he caught her by surprise and and plunged deep inside in one smooth motion.

Deena gasped as a shiver of excitement went down her spine; his cock was thicker than her husband's, making her feel so full. She hadn't been with another man since before she started dating John, and as much as she knew this was wrong, it was too unbelievably exciting to stop now. The rush of drunkenness that quickly reached her brain just added to her ability to shed her inhibitions and get into the groove with these guys.

Even though she was still kissing Rob, she instinctively curved her back and found herself pulling her face away from Rob, wanting to align her body better with Craig's cock, which was now sliding in and out of her, slowly and steadily. Once she had broken her kiss from Rob, she leaned down and grabbed the log for balance as Craig drove himself deep inside her pussy, over and over.

Rob looked at Craig's face and saw that his eyes were now closed tightly and his mouth looked stiff, as he was now lost in ecstasy, pumping his cock smoothly in and out of Deena. Rob lowered himself down onto the log, so that he was sitting with his legs straddling the log, putting his hot, meaty erection on display for her. Putting his hand on the back of Deena's head, he pushed her face down towards his cock, which was excitedly straining towards her.

Deena eagerly sucked all eight inches of Rob's thick cock into her mouth. "Oh fuck, baby," Rob exclaimed as he closed his eyes and tipped his head back, lost in the pleasure of her oral ministrations to his aching cock. Deena wrapped her sweet lips tightly around his shaft, massaging it with her tongue while she took it back to her throat. Having her ass in the air was too awkward in this position, so she got on her knees, straddling the log, and used one hand to squeeze and tug on Rob's hairy balls while loving his cock with her mouth. 

Craig moved down with her, and got on his knees behind her so that he could fuck her doggy-style, his favorite position. From here he could watch her cute little ass bounce and shake with each thrust, and he could watch as every inch of his horny cock disappeared into her slick pussy. Seeing and hearing another guy's enjoyment just a couple of feet away was a new experience for him - something he had never fantasized about or thought he would enjoy - but it was driving him wild. It was kind of like stumbling across a sex tape online that contained two people you knew - naughty and exciting and exhilarating all at the same time. 

"Oh fuck is right!" Sam yelled across the fire, as his own cock seemed to grow bigger and harder in his meaty hands.

Rob noticed that as Craig fucked her, simultaneously fingering her clit, the pace at which she sucked him seemed to go in sync. It was a little strange for him to look down Deena's spine and seeing another dude pounding her pussy, not to mention a little awkward seeing his friend's dick as it slid deep into a woman - but it was so hot. When he looked over and spotted Sam beating off his own meat, he thought he was going to fucking explode.

Deena was in heaven, having her pussy filled and fucked by one hot man, while she brought another hot man pleasure by sucking his cock - all outdoors by only the light of the moon and the fire. She had always fantasized about having two dicks at once, but never in her wildest dreams ever believed her fantasy would one day come true. Seeing Sam's obvious enjoyment of the show made her feel like a sexy porn star, which encouraged her to make everyone's enjoyment even more dramatic.

"Oh fuck yeah, Craig, you are fucking unbelievable," she shrieked. "Fuck me, baby!"

All the guys moaned at her sudden change, turning into a wild, horny vamp.

"Rob, your cock is fucking enormous and tastes so good! I can't wait to taste your hot cum when you explode inside my mouth!"

Craig was going wild, rapidly flicking and rubbing her clit while pounding her pussy fast and hard.

"Sam, come over here and join us. I can't even see your cock from all the way over there! I want you to beat off onto my ass while Craig cums inside me. Hurry!"

Craig became a little uneasy at the thought of Sam's dick being so close to him, or having his spunk splash on him, but he was so caught up in the ecstasy of this unusual experience that he didn't let it bother him. Sam couldn't resist the invitation, he was so worked up from watching this scene unfold. With a sudden adrenaline rush of energy, Sam leaped up from his log and quickly hustled over to the trio, leaving his shirt on and shorts around his knees.

"Guys you are so fucking wild, this is amazing!" she grunted, adding lots of moan, groans, and grunts for effect. "I am going to cum so fucking hard - harder than I ever have in my life!"

Craig fucked her pussy wildly, while Rob gently grabbed hold of her head by twisting his fingers in her hair. Rob let her control the pace and speed with which she was devouring his cock, so that she could do it in sync to Craig's thrusting, but Rob guided her head up and down, increasing his arousal as he fucked her face. Sam stood beside her, eagerly stroking his cock. Deena moaned and sucked Rob's hard cock, squeezing his balls and stroking his shaft, paying close attention to the sensitive nerves rimming the head. Each of the three guys were doing their best to hold off as long as they could. After all, they were gentlemen - they insisted that ladies should always cum first!

Try as he might, though, Sam's control was a bit sloppy from all the alcohol, and he couldn't stop the flow from overtaking him. Bursts of hot cum shot out onto Deena's lower back and ass as he grunted and screamed. As soon as the first shot wet her back, Deena lost control as Craig's fingers continued to work their magic on her clit, driving her over the edge. As she came, her body convulsed and with her mouth tightened up on Rob's cock; she screamed, but with his cock buried in her throat, no sound came out, yet Rob could feel the vibration along with the pressure of her suction. That triggered him to release ball-draining streams of hot cum into her hungry mouth while he grunted to each burst. Seeing the three of them lost in the enjoyment of their orgasms tipped Craig over the edge, as he filled her pussy with his own sticky mess, thrusting hard into her until it was over, leaving his soaked, twitching cock inside her to rest.

Exhausted, Deena lurched forward, laying her torso on the log with her head in Rob's lap, beside his wet and now-limp happy dick. He affectionately stroked her hair and moved it over to the side while they rested. Sam pulled his pants up and sat on the log behind Rob, facing the now-dying fire. Still unable to believe what just happened, Craig felt breathless and exhilarated as he wait to recoup enough energy to get up.

"Wow," Rob said simply.

"Mmmmmmm wow is right, you guys were wild! That was so fucking amazing!" she gushed. "Now are you guys glad I stayed overnight?" she giggled.

"You're welcome to stay with us anytime, Deena," Craig said with a wink.

"Cheers to that!" Sam exclaimed.

"But remember, what happens at the cabin, STAYS at the cabin," Rob reminded everyone, looking from face to face for emphasis.

"Absolutely!" they all agreed.

***

The next morning, most of the kids were up by 6:30am, waking some of the exhausted adults from their slumber. Deena was a light sleeper and once she heard talking and laughter downstairs, she headed down as well.

Craig and Rob were already awake and sitting at the table chatting, hands clutched tightly around their coffee cups. The boys were sitting around playing with their Nintendo DSes, iPods, and iPhones. "Hey guys," Deena greeted them, just like it was any other day.

"Hey Deena," Rob said cheerily

"Good morning," Craig said as he got up and walked over to the coffee maker, "Can I get you a cup of coffee?"

"Oh that would be wonderful!" she agreed with a yawn.

As she joined him beside the coffee maker, he teased her quietly, "Tired this morning? Why's that, did something keep you up? You seem to be walking a little funny, everything ok?"

She just looked at him and smirked, then bit her lip and winked at him seductively.

While Deena added cream and sugar to the coffee he had poured for her, Craig pressed himself up against her back, pushing his morning wood into her back while wrapping his hands around to grope her breasts. He whispered in her ear, "That was so fucking hot, but next time I want you to myself."

"Mmmmm," she moaned quietly in return, "a weekend at the cabin? Just you and me? I like that idea."

Hearing footsteps on the stairs, Craig quickly backed away from Deena so nobody could see what he was doing, but also to see who was coming. "Gary!" he laughed, "How are YOU feeling this morning?"

"Uggggghhhhh", Gary moaned, as Sam trailed behind him, looking equally worse for the wear.

Craig laughed as he started a fresh pot of coffee, "Something tells me you're gonna need this whole pot." Deena returned to the table and sat down between Rob and Sam. 

Gary yawned and rubbed his eyes as he sat down across from the trio, "Sorry I passed out so early last night. Did I miss anything exciting?"

Rob, Deena, and Sam sat there with a momentary deer-in-the-headlights look, before exchanging glances. "Nope, just sat up waiting for the fire to die out," Rob said simply before lifting his cup to drink.

"Yep, pretty uneventful," Sam agreed.




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Deena just stared at her coffee cup, a serene smile crossing her face as she recalled the events. What happened at the cabin would definitely be staying at the cabin, and she hoped to have many more opportunities to visit again in the future!