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Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 01

By: stevieraygovan



This series picks up where "Christmas with Summer" left off. "Summer Voodoo" follows this one.

~ ~ ~ 

"Jake, promise me that I'll never wake from this dream...."

Sighing contentedly while pulling our light blanket over us, she hugged herself against my bare chest. Once she was all settled in, I wrapped my arms around her slender shoulders and kissed her forehead before giving my happy girl a gentle squeeze.

Summer and I lay together on our back porch, staring up at the brilliant starry night sky of Cozumel. She was curled in my lap, purring like a kitten. Bathed in soft, warm candlelight, she held to her breast a single piece of fine parchment overlaid with beautiful calligraphy.

Bringing it to the light, she read the inscription in a wondrous whisper...

I solemnly promise to cherish you, to worship you, and to fill your life with happiness, laughter and love.

"And we always will," I said, caressing her smooth cheek with a lock of her long auburn hair.

"That was so beautiful. Baby, I was amazed that you agreed to those vows. It's still hard to believe we actually went through with it."

I grinned, "You were right there with me, saying those same words. I have witnesses and everything."

"Mmmm, I know. God, don't I know. I'm so glad they were all there," she said, kissing my chest.

"You know they wouldn't have missed it for the world. No way. Those guys, miss an opportunity to see you in a sexy wedding gown? Please."

"Yeah, right!" she giggled, punching me. "They were there for a lot better reason than that!"

Of course Summer was right. Following the success of the gifts she'd given them for Christmas, she and I had decided to do something similar with our wedding vows, invoking the spirit of each of us in our sacred promise. In honor of Aaron and how special he always made her feel, we vowed to cherish each other. In honor of Dave, celebrating his passionate devotion to her, we vowed to worship each other. In honor of John's fun-loving playfulness, we vowed to fill each other's life with happiness and laughter.

Above all, we vowed...love. Always and forever, we would love each other. Love for us meant respecting one another, as well as having fun together. It meant a lifetime of shared adventures and complete trust. It meant a search for excitement, absolutely, yet we would also never be without our security blanket.

We wanted nothing more than to bring each other endless joy.

In a soft voice she said, "God, we had such a wonderful wedding. Everything about that day was perfect." Then she gave me a cute grin. "I still can't believe you allowed the part about 'worshipping' to be included in our formal vows. Knowing what it really means, that it's about sexually worshipping each other the way David worships my ass...it was pretty ballsy of you to agree to that one, Mister Marshall. Yep, that was downright open-minded of you!"

"Not at all. For starters, Missus Marshall, you're wildly mistaken if you think Dave is the only one who worships your ass, or any other succulent inch of your perfect body. I completely worship you."

"You mean you ravenously worship me," she grinned, rubbing her bare thigh against my hardening cock. "I swear, ever since we got married, it's like you're channeling all three of them. The way you've been making love to me - the way you've been nonstop fucking me - it's just been overwhelming. My darling husband, I should probably warn you, right here and now. Baby, you've created a monster. I have become completely addicted to fucking you."

Sliding down my body, she took my cock into her mouth.

"Hey, it's a two-way street," I grinned, "which is the other reason why I loved the idea of including the 'worshipping' part. You also vowed to worship my body, so it was a win-win deal."

"Mmmm-hmmmmm," she growled playfully around my shaft. "I do, and I always will. I worship your perfect cock. I constantly crave your cum. Jake, I can never get enough."

She noisily sucked me; there was no soft, gentle pretense. Plain and simple, she was hungry again for cock. She released me only long enough to say, "As much cock as you feed me, and as much cum as I can drink, I'll never stop wanting more. It's like a drug to me. Baby, I want so badly for you to fuck me. Fucking you is my religion. I worship fucking you."

She pulled my erection from her mouth, kissing it and cooing to it as she ran the head all over her face, coating her full, swollen lips in pre-cum and saliva. Sucking it back inside, she took me deep down her throat, humming happily on the shaft. The little minx, she knew it always drove me crazy whenever she did that.

Pulling off for a moment, she grinned as she stroked my cock all over her face. "Believe me, Jake, you won't have to worry about that one. You will never be in doubt about my worshipping you sexually. I'm now Summer Marshall. I'm your Summer forever, and I can't wait to do anything and everything you could ever desire. Baby, you married me. My god, you made me your wife. You know who I am, and you know what I love." She started sucking me again before pulling back to whisper, "You know I love to flirt, and I always want to fuck."

She smiled sweetly as she slowly rubbed my cock across her nose and over her closed eyes. She pressed it between her naked breasts, sucking me as she titty-fucked herself. Pausing, she breathed hotly, "You know that I live for sex, and sucking cock."

Climbing up my body to straddle me, she positioned my tip at the entrance to her drenched pussy. She swiftly impaled herself, screaming with joy when I stabbed her cervix. "Oh, baby, yes, fuck your wife!" she cried, grinding her hips as her eyes rolled up into her head.

Quickly flopping down onto me, breasts to chest, nose to nose, she took my hands and placed them on her ass. Raising her hips, she began slowly and steadily fucking me. Her eyes fluttered, then refocused. Staring intensely, she bit my bottom lip and drove her hips into me with a wild urgency. Riding me hard and never blinking, she panted, "You know all this about me...and still you chose me to be your wife. Do you have any idea how wet...mmmm, how incredibly turned on...that makes me? I know you want a hot wife. You chose me to be not just your wife but also your slut. Baby, you won't have to twist my arm. I want it just as much as you do, and I will worship you like you cannot imagine."

I kept thrusting into her, and she bucked her ass in a frenzy. "Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!" she moaned, her breathy voice becoming a high-pitched warble that matched the rhythm of her ass slapping against my hips.

Her gorgeous breasts were bouncing against my face, so I took a nipple in my mouth and clamped down on it. Her eyes snapped open, and she let out a gorgeous howl. I attacked that nipple, tugging fiercely with my sharp teeth while jamming two fingers straight into her warm, tight asshole. As I penetrated her perfect vise, I hissed, "Cum for me! Give it to me, you beautiful slut!" Twisting her nipple, I bit the other one while pressing a third finger up her ass. "I want that married cunt to cum HARD!" I urged, and that's when her dam broke.

She screamed at the top of her lungs, and her pussy began shooting torrents of hot, clear cum all over my balls and lower stomach. As she thrashed on my cock, her cum gushing everywhere, I drove my fingers into her ass while keeping my mouth clamped on her nipple.

Her orgasm far outlasted mine. Despite my climax having peaked following its fourth heavy pulse she continued to bounce and scream for another thirty seconds, until finally her legs gave out. Even after she stopped bouncing, her sleek thighs continued to jerk and spasm; she had no control over them. Her taut tummy quivered with each gush of clear fluid shooting from her pussy, and her back was pure sculpted granite. Summer had not an ounce of fat on her anyway, but when she came that violently her arched back was like a steel scimitar.

Her thighs gradually began to release, then her entire body suddenly went slack. Her ass pressed softly on my balls, her breasts flattening against my chest as her arms snaked around my head. Breathing heavily, she panted, "Like that...just like that. Baby, that's what you do to me. That's what I worship, my beautiful husband."

~ ~ ~

"Honey, who was at the door earlier?" called out Summer, heading toward the kitchen.

I was sitting at the kitchen table, talking to a local internet guy named Dimitri.

Odd as it may have seemed to find a Russian with an internet business in Cozumel, there he was, sitting at my kitchen table. He came highly recommended by the guy at the local market, who was the one person Dave told me to rely on for advice once we'd made our way down to Cozumel. So, what the hell, I'd called and made an appointment for him to come out and see about setting up our internet.

Dimitri looked to be in his late thirties or early forties; probably ex-military, what with his trim, solid build and razor-edged haircut. He spoke thickly accented English, and while very polite he was also a bit on the dour side. To his left was his assistant, a kid whose name I hadn't yet caught.

"Ukrainian. Good worker. Doesn't talk much. Good worker," was all Dimitri said about him. 

The boy appeared to be maybe in his mid-teens. Tall and lanky, and actually a reasonably good-looking kid, he was nevertheless so shy that he wouldn't even glance up from his lap where he held some sort of wooden puzzle game he constantly played.

"Oh! I didn't know we had company," Summer said, stopping short at the archway leading into the kitchen. 

At the sound of her voice Dimitri turned his head, and the kid finally looked up from his game. While Dimitri made a small strangled sound in his throat, the boy's eyes just about popped out.

"These are the internet guys, the people Dale told us to call," I explained to Summer. 

"Dale's the super nice man at the market, right?"

"Yeah, he's the guy Dave told us to see once we got down here, remember? Dale recommended these guys to me for our internet."

"Oh, right, I remember now. You said people would be coming by. I just didn't hear them come in."

"Yeah, you were asleep. I didn't want to wake you."

Summer walked into the kitchen, and I only wish the guys had been there to see the stunned reactions of poor Dimitri and the kid.

As she approached the table, Summer was only wearing three things. For starters, she had Aaron's bejeweled silver bracelet on her right biceps, which she never took off. It was the one gift of Aaron's she felt secure in wearing every day.

She was also wearing a tiny 'Cozumel' tank top; an old, threadbare relic she'd found in one of the dresser drawers in our bedroom. Pale yellow and stretched out all to hell, it had huge arm holes that went to the middle of her ribs. The neckline was similarly low, coming down to the midpoint of her breasts. The top didn't quite reach her belly button, and the skinny shoulder straps didn't cover much either. Though her prominent areolas were covered, that didn't really matter since they clearly showed right through anyway. Besides, the shirt was so flimsy that the straps constantly slid off her shoulders.

Lastly, Summer was wearing a pair of sheer emerald green panties. They weren't a g-string, or even a thong; they were Brazilian cut, riding high on her hips to expose most of her ass.

Funny thing, those panties. Once we'd arrived in Cozumel, Summer had taken to going completely bottomless, or she'd wear some sort of tiny panties. She hadn't even bothered to bring a bikini. 

When I asked her about that, a gleam came to her eyes as she smiled, "Didn't think I'd need one."

The other thing was that she had allowed some of her pussy hair to grow back. Whereas before the wedding she'd always been shaved completely bare, in Mexico she sported a small, neatly trimmed rectangle of auburn pubic hair above her slit. She was still shaved clean from the top of her pussy down through her entire split, but she'd decorated herself with a fetching little eye-catcher of a landing strip.

Her sheer panties did nothing to hide any of it.

In describing her new landing strip, she'd grinned, "That's the point, baby. With just this tiny bit of pubic hair you can see how sheer my panties really are. If I'm not wearing panties, now you can definitely tell that it's my naked pussy you're seeing, not merely a pair of flesh-colored panties. When you see my little landing strip, even from far away, you know for sure that you're seeing my pussy, which is still completely bare. Same as before, you can see my lips and my clit - my entire pussy. Once I become wet, my panties still show the spreading moisture. Because of the contrasting pubic hair, though, it's more of a 'taboo' thing, like you're getting to see something you shouldn't. I think it looks sexier this way."

Yes. Absolutely. We could clearly see her pussy through her sheer panties. Even better - and this just always drove me crazy - her panties were so small that a little bit of pubic hair was peeking out over the top.

With her sparkling blue-green eyes and wild auburn hair, along with her little outfit of a see-through yellow top and sheer green panties, she looked like a leprechaun porn star.

Back in the kitchen, having already been caught in her sexy panties and skimpy top, Summer decided just to go with it. With a friendly smile, she offered Dimitri her hand in greeting. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Summer."

Embarrassed over his poor manners, Dimitri quickly stood from the table while swatting the kid with his cap. The boy jumped up like he'd sat on a tack, which made Summer smile.

Formally taking her hands, Dimitri sort of bowed his head and mumbled, "Thank you to meet you. I am Dimitri, at your service."

When he released her hands, she took a step towards the kid, who dropped straight to his knees, bowing before her. With Summer trying not to giggle, the boy took off his cap and furiously shook her hand, never once looking up at her. 

Grinning, she affectionately patted him on the head. "You may rise, my handsome prince," she said sweetly, making even Dimitri laugh.

"You are very good! Very good princess!" he crowed, trying not to be too obvious as he watched Summer's breasts jiggle both from her laughter and from the kid's frantic shaking of her hand. 

"Bootiful pretty," said the boy, finally lifting his gaze to Summer's face. He said it with such reverence that it obviously took Summer by surprise, and she was more than a little moved.

Gently touching his cheek, she gave him a warm smile. "Oooh, you are a charmer, aren't you?"

Dimitri chuckled something in Russian to the kid, who smiled bashfully at Summer before saying something back to Dimitri.

"I think he like pretty princess!" grinned Dimitri, and it seemed the ice had been broken. Having dropped the dour act, he was laughing and obviously joking affectionately with the shy boy.

"My nephew," he said to Summer. "For him this is first time out of Ukraine. He say no pretty girls in Ukraine, not princess like you. He, how you say, not rocket scientist, but his eyes work good!"

Again, he laughed. The kid just shuffled his feet while smiling down at his shoes.

Touching the boy's chin to raise his gaze again, Summer said to Dimitri, "Tell him, 'Thank you for the compliment. You're both very sweet.' Oh, and also tell him, 'I think you're both very handsome princes too.'"

Dimitri blinked...once, twice.

Realizing she was showing Dimitri her bare ass through her skimpy sheer panties, she looked over her shoulder to give him a warm, welcoming smile. "It's okay," she said, turning to take his hands. "Tell him. I want you to." She looked back at the kid, knowing she was showing her bare ass to him too.

Dimitri spoke to the boy, who responded by looking confused. The Russian seemed to repeat what he'd said, only more slowly, with a rising lilt in his delivery. The kid guffawed and quickly sat down in his chair. Grabbing his wooden puzzle game, his hands were almost frantic as they went back to work.

"Dimitri, what's his name?" asked Summer, moving to stand behind the boy. Smiling, she touched his shoulder. When he looked up at her, she dazzled him with an even prettier smile. Attempting to return it, he gave her a silly lopsided grin.

"His name is Alexei. We call him Alex. He just turn sixteen yesterday."

"Oh, I wish I'd known!" she said, leaning down to kiss Alex and wish him a happy birthday. When Dimitri explained to him what she was saying and doing, he smiled and nodded bashfully to her. Running her hands affectionately over his back, she grinned, "I don't have any birthday cake handy, but may I offer you and Alex some breakfast? We haven't eaten yet, and I'd be happy to make everyone breakfast while you discuss the job."

"That'd be awesome, honey," I said.

"Anything in particular you would like?"

"Whatever you want to make is fine, but have your coffee first. Relax a little, and get yourself started. There's no rush, baby. We'll be here a while."

"Coffee?" she asked, gesturing with a coffee pot to Dimitri and Alex.

"Thank you! Please, yes. Very good," said Dimitri.

Setting out coffee mugs for each of us, Summer leaned over our shoulders to pour everyone a cup. When she pressed her breast into Alex's deltoid, he went stiff as a board.

Dimitri didn't miss a thing, noticing with laser focus the way her top fell away from her breasts, baring them to the nipples every time she leaned forward. When she poured my cup, her shoulder strap slipped down to her elbow, fully exposing her left breast.

"Oops," she said, smiling to Dimitri as she smoothly plucked the strap from her arm and slid it back over her shoulder.

Once everyone was taken care of, Summer took her cup outside to the back porch. As she lounged on a beach chair, sipping her coffee while reading a magazine, we all watched her through the sliding-glass patio door.

"Let Alex know we'll be having breakfast here soon," I said to Dimitri.

"Brek-fest. I know brek-fest word," said Alex, looking up at me with a proud smile. Using a knife-and-fork cutting motion, he made an eating gesture.

Nodding, I returned his smile. "Half-hour," I said, pointing at my watch, gesturing with my index finger to show the minute hand moving halfway around the dial. 

"Is good," he said, nodding his understanding.

"Dale say you and Summer married only short time, come here on honeymoon," Dimitri said. 

"Yes, we're here on our honeymoon," I smiled, looking out at Summer. 

Dimitri also looked at her, then he turned back to me with a knowing smirk. "You are very fortunate man. Dale say you are very good people, too. He only send me good people. Dale is good man."

"He says the same about you. He said I can trust you to do good work, at a fair price."

"Yes, very good job. I do good job for you and pretty princess." He opened up his little binder, and we began to discuss the job.

A few minutes later, Summer came back in and started working on breakfast. 

I had to give Alex credit. That poor kid desperately wanted to ogle Summer, but he did his best to keep his head down, listening to our conversation.

In the meantime Summer breezed around the kitchen, bopping here and skipping there, occasionally stopping to look over our shoulders at the paperwork Dimitri was explaining. Shifting her feet and moving her hips, she kept up a sexy little dance while standing at the stove.

Her legs and ass looked like, well, Summer, and Summer happily dancing in her panties was just about the most heartbreakingly beautiful and joyous sight imaginable.

While leaning across the counter on tiptoes to grab a bottle of seasoning, her calf would flex, her other leg stretching out straight behind her. Every time she opened herself up for us like that, beams of sunlight shining into the kitchen went right through her sheer panties, vividly illuminating her gorgeous sex.


Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 01



Noticing that Dimitri had stopped talking, I turned back to him, only to be met by his big, grinning face. He didn't say a thing, but we both knew I hadn't been paying any attention to whatever he'd just been saying.

With a laugh I shrugged, holding up my palms in an admission of guilt. "You're right, Dimitri. I am a very fortunate man, and I apologize for being so rude."

He laughed too, and I returned my attention to the paperwork he was explaining.

Beaming brightly, Summer was soon serving us a beautiful breakfast of chorizo omelets and fresh fruit. Once we were all through eating, Dimitri and Alex began working on setting us up. They were checking our house's wiring when Summer said she was going to go catch some rays.

Grabbing a towel, a book, some sun cream and her sunglasses, she made her way outside to her favorite spot on the sand. After spreading her towel, she lay on her stomach facing the house. She read for a short while, then she dropped her head onto her folded arms and dozed off.

As I was loading the dishwasher, Dimitri came and told me he needed to grab a different modem from his shop. Saying he'd be back in about half an hour, he asked whether it would be okay for Alex to hang out and continue working on the wiring. I told him that'd be fine, then I went outside to join Summer.

Ten minutes later Alex appeared by the side of the house, indicating that he was finished. Summer lifted her head and waved him over, so he came and sat down beside us. He wasn't there but a minute or so before he gestured first to the ocean then to his t-shirt. Tugging on it, he said, "Is hot! I go?" He was asking for permission to take a swim.

Nodding, I pulled my shirt off and headed towards the water. He jumped up and ran ahead of me, pitching himself headlong into the surf. Following him in, I dove beneath the waves and swam for a bit before surfacing in waist-high water.

Wham! I was immediately tackled right back into the surf. 

Tumbling around together beneath the water, it was fairly obvious as to who had tackled me. Alex was never going to feel that soft and sexy.

After regaining my footing, I tried to stand again, only to have Summer jump on my back. Wrapping her arms and legs around me, she leaned down and gave me a huge raspberry in my ear. "Morning, sunshine!" she laughed, never letting go. She just pressed her breasts into me while locking her ankles together, holding on tightly as I lurched about in slow, awkward circles like Frankenstein's monster.

Clinging to her perch upon my back, she grinned at Alex, who was laughing at our antics. Finally she released her anaconda death grip, dropping herself underwater. Slithering between my legs, she paused to grab my cock and shake it before surfacing in front of me. She jumped up again, this time facing me as she locked her arms and legs around me.

"Kiss me, you fool!" she giggled, offering me her lips in an exaggerated kissing motion. When I leaned in to kiss her, she attacked, noisily smacking her lips and tongue all over my mouth.

"Mmmm, you taste like spicy sausage," she said, licking my lips.

"You taste like...Summer!" I shouted, flinging myself on top of her, dunking us both. Once we were underwater, I scooted down and captured her panties-covered pussy in my mouth. Even underwater I could hear her excited squeal when I gently bit into her before pulling her back up. 

Spluttering and laughing, she shouted, "You cheated, you big, fat cheater!" Kicking her legs while windmilling her arms, she splashed me with everything she had.

"I learned from the best," I chuckled, splashing her right back. 

She slowly slinked her way over to me, sliding into my embrace. Reaching up to hook her arms around my neck, she pulled me in for a much more sensual kiss. While grinding her pussy against my growing bulge, she smiled, "You are so bad, biting my pussy like that. I ought to pull your big cock out and fuck you right here. You deserve it, you know, especially after letting me blunder nearly naked into a kitchen full of strangers."

"Welcome to paradise, gorgeous," I grinned, slipping my hands inside her panties to cup that perfect ass.

"God, this really is paradise. I still can't believe this place is all ours. Remind me to thank David when he gets here...." With a mischievous sparkle in her eyes, she playfully swished her bottom back and forth in my hands. 

I laughed, "Now why do I suspect it won't be necessary for me to remind you?"

"Details," she said, smiling as her hands slid inside my shorts, one cupping my ass, the other stroking my dick. Kissing me again and sucking my tongue, she moaned into my mouth before pulling back to grin, "You're right. I won't forget."

After watching us for a while, Alex had gone back to the sand and plopped himself down beside Summer's towel.

"Clever boy. I think he's taken a real fancy to the beautiful princess," I said, leading Summer back to her towel.

"He's absolutely adorable. Can we keep him?" she grinned. As we walked up the sand, she slid her hand down the back of my shorts to play with my ass. 

Laughing, I smacked her tight little bottom. "Baby, look what you've done to him! He doesn't even know where to look!"

Taking a quick glance down her body, Summer noticed that not only had her skimpy top become completely transparent but so had her panties, which had also managed to slip halfway down her ass. Most of her small patch of pubic hair was exposed over the top of the loose waistband.

Coyly biting her lip, she looked up at me with another mischievous smile. "Oh, I'll make it easy for him to decide."

When we arrived back at her towel, Summer went to her knees alongside Alex. Leaning down to grab her sun cream, she handed it to him. "That's sun screen. You rub it on me," she said, making a rubbing gesture up and down her body. Crossing her arms, she reached for the bottom of her wet t-shirt and pulled it over her head. Smiling sexily as she bared her breasts to him, she casually dropped her top beside her book. Again she made her 'rubbing in the cream' gesture, then she lay on her stomach.

"Take a seat," she grinned, motioning for him to sit astride her pooched-up ass. When she lowered her head to her folded arms, Alex tentatively shifted over, stopping once he was next to her hip. "No, here..." she said, jiggling and patting her bottom. She took him by the wrist to pull him on top of her, and finally he gave in, straddling her upper thighs. "Close enough. Now rub in cream," she said, abbreviating her speech for his benefit. Looking over her shoulder, she made a rubbing motion on her lower back.

Alex stared at me like a deer caught in the headlights.

I laughed, "You heard her! Rub!" Reaching forward with two hands, I made a rubbing motion on her back.

He tried to hand me the cream, gesturing that I should do it, but I just laughed and leaned back, letting him know the floor was his. It looked like Summer had chosen him to be her next lucky victim, and I wasn't about to spoil their fun.

Alex had a confused look on his face, as if to say, "Seriously? You don't want to? You want me to do this? Are you insane?"

I just nodded while gesturing with my head to Summer, who gave him an inviting smile. Lifting onto her elbows, her stunning breasts swaying heavily beneath her, she took his hand and placed it on her lower back. After guiding his fingers around in circles for a bit, she took the bottle from him and turned it upside down, pointing it to the spot where she had him rubbing her. She squeezed out some cream and handed him back the bottle before returning her head to its resting place atop her arms, finally ending her little demonstration with another tempting wiggle of her ass.

Alex gently placed his hands in the goop, using his fingertips to spread it up and down her back. Once he'd used it all, he picked up the bottle and squeezed out a huge dollop of the stuff. After rubbing it between his palms, he returned his hands to her, and Summer sighed happily. Encouraged, he began doing circles across her waist. She reached up and pulled her long hair to the side, exposing her entire back. Taking the hint, he began doing smoothing circles along her spine and over her shoulders.

Still appearing rather uncertain about the whole thing, he gave me a quick glance.

Gesturing to the house, I made a drinking motion, asking him if he'd like a drink. He nodded. 

I got up and went into the house to grab three cold bottles of water from the fridge. Instead of heading straight back out, though, I stopped at the kitchen window. As I took a moment to watch them, Summer looked up and blew me a kiss before giving me a secretive little smile. She subtly gestured for me to stay put. Her message was clear: Alex was already freaked out, and my being there with them was only making him even more nervous.

Turning back to him, Summer made a motion that she wanted to get up. Once he scrambled off of her, she rose to her knees and gestured for him to stay there.

She came to the kitchen and took two bottles of water. Kissing me, she said, "He's absolutely terrified. I just want to let him relax and calm down a little. I need you to stay here, but you have to promise you won't cum from watching us. I don't want you wasting a drop."

~ ~ ~

Carrying the two water bottles, Summer smiled to herself as she walked topless towards Alex. He hadn't moved an inch.

She was adding a provocative sway to her hips, and she never had pulled her panties back up. Half her pussy hair was still showing above her completely see-through panties, along with six inches of bare ass crack.

Returning to their blanket, she went to her knees before handing him a bottle of water. Popping hers open, she took a long pull, tilting her head back to accentuate her full, gorgeous breasts and the silky line of her elegant neck. She set the bottle down and lay on her stomach. Patting her ass again, she gestured for him to climb aboard.

Though he still couldn't quite believe everything that was happening, he was nevertheless much more eager to straddle her spectacular bottom. When she handed him the bottle of sun cream, he went right to town on her.

"Good, Alex," she purred appreciatively when his hands slid down her sides, brushing the sides of her breasts bulging out beneath her.

He flinched when he touched her there, but she just wiggled her shoulders, indicating for him to continue. Curious and emboldened, Alex lingered on her sides, which Summer encouraged by humming happily while doing a subtle rocking motion of her torso. Each time his hand touched her breast she rocked that side of her body higher, exposing more of her soft mound to his groping fingers. She was inviting him to explore.

Whenever he leaned forward to rub her shoulders or the sides of her breasts, Summer felt his erection pressing into her ass. Grinning, she happily wiggled her bottom on his cock.

"Here, Alex..." she said, making a rubbing motion over her lower back and hips.

He was relieved to be able to slide down from her bottom, onto the backs of her thighs. Though he'd never been with a girl, he'd masturbated many times, and he knew he would quickly cum if he kept rubbing his cock into the beautiful woman's mouthwatering ass.

Summer looked back at him with a friendly smile, then she made a pouty face and moaned in exaggerated disappointment when he removed his erection from her deep split. She tapped her fingertips over the exposed skin where her panties had slid down, showing him where to rub next.

Alex hesitantly began to squeeze the cream onto her tailbone, right at the top of her exposed crack. Summer flinched and giggled, which made him laugh. His laughing made her laugh, and with the tension broken Summer tugged her panties further down her bottom. She placed his hands at the top of her soft moons; then, while wiggling and lifting her ass, she turned and gave him another inviting smile before lowering her head back to her arms.

"Rub, Alex."

Alex began to smooth the cream into her skin, sweeping out over her hips and back across the top halves of her bare cheeks. He made slow circles, which quickly turned into more of a caressing motion than a rubbing in of cream.

"Good, good," said Summer, gently gyrating her hips beneath his searching hands. 

He squeezed out a little more cream, and some of it dropped right into her sweet split. Summer flinched, then she reached back to roll her panties all the way down to her thighs, exposing her entire ass. Alex slowly rubbed the cream into her smooth globes; she moaned when his fingers pressed into her warm divide, coming within an inch of her gorgeous pink pucker.

Moving her ass in slow, sexy undulations, she reveled in the feeling of the shy boy furtively exploring her body. Attempting to spread her legs for him, she was frustrated by her panties holding firm at the tops of her thighs. Unable to open herself any further, still she was rewarded when Alex passed his index and middle fingers over her tight little star.

"Mmmmmm, good," she whispered, so he started caressing up and down her crescent divide, until he was eventually focusing all his attention on her tiny, intriguing opening. He'd never seen one before, and he was spellbound by her naked beauty.

Summer looked back and saw his wonderment, which made her smile. He was no longer applying the sun cream. He was simply exploring her tender asshole, caressing it and admiring it. She absolutely loved everything he was doing, and she moaned when the tip of his index finger began a gentle probing in the center of her winking aperture. She reflexively arched her back, spreading her ass for him, and his finger slipped to the second knuckle inside her tight treasure.

Moaning again, she raised onto her elbows, baring her breasts.

"Yes...more," she said, smiling over her shoulder. She pressed her ass onto his finger, softly crying out as she impaled herself all the way on the long digit. Alex gasped, and she grinned when she felt his finger fully buried in her hot clutch. He fucked her for a few strokes, then she saw his hips spasm. Suddenly cumming in his shorts, he went into a panic.

Giving him a reassuring smile and a gentle wiggle of her bottom, she tried to let him know it was okay that he came. She attempted to reach back to him, but he only wanted to hide his embarrassment. His eyes wild, he quickly jumped up and ran to the surf. 

With a patient sigh, Summer peeled off her panties. Completely naked, she slowly walked down the sand before wading into the water to go to him. He was thoroughly crestfallen, mumbling apologies, but Summer just touched his lips with her fingertip. "Shhhh...it's okay...it's okay."

With a pitiful look Alex made an embarrassed gesture to his crotch, as if to say, "Look what I did! I'm such an idiot!"

He was still erect, his lengthy cock making a huge bulge in his shorts.

Summer again touched his lips. "That's good, Alex. Very good." Offering him a warm smile, she reached into his shorts and pulled his cock out, then she began caressing it. "Very good, Alex. Very pretty."

Awestruck, he slowly raised his hand to touch her breast. "No...princess bootiful pretty," he said quietly. Moving his hand from her breast to her face, he simply stared at her gorgeous features. "Princess...bootiful," he whispered.

Summer reached up to cup his face. "Alex bootiful pretty too," she said, imitating his speech so he could better understand her. Going to her knees in the foaming surf, she gently grasped his cock again. Slowly stroking it, she planted gentle kisses over the entire shaft before finally taking it into her mouth. After sucking it all the way down, she pulled away and held it to her cheek. Kissing the head, she gazed admiringly at it. "Alex...very bootiful pretty. Do you understand?"

Nodding slowly, he touched her hair.

She took him by the hand and led him out of the water, back to her towel. As they were walking up the sand, they heard Dimitri getting out of his truck. 

Feeling Alex's sudden panic, she stopped him and again touched his face. "Alex, it's okay. Sssshhh." 

Returning to their spot on the sand, she lay on her stomach and gestured with the bottle of sun cream for him to do her legs.

~ ~ ~

When Dimitri came back into the house, I led him to the patio door while asking, "Has Alex ever seen a naked woman before?"

Looking across the sand, he watched as Alex applied sun screen to a fully nude Summer. The Russian broke into a huge grin and slapped my back. "Dale was right. You good man. Very generous! No, Alex never see naked girl. Summer is first girl Alex see. Alex have good fortune!"

We laughed together as we watched the greatest moment of Alex's young life unfolding out there on the sand. Sensing why I was leaving them alone, Dimitri turned to me. "Is good, we stay here. Alex not so nervous. Very good."

When I told Dimitri that Alex had said he'd completed his wiring assignment before asking to take a swim, Dimitri immediately went out to check on Alex's work. He came back nodding his head. "Is good. Job is good."

Summer stood and took a drink of water. Looking towards the house, she smiled when she saw us standing at the patio door. "Hey!" she called with a wave. Alex panicked again, immediately scrambling to find his shirt. Dimitri laughed and said something to him in Russian while motioning with his hands that everything was okay.

Gloriously naked, Summer walked over to give Dimitri a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you. That's very nice of you not to get mad at him." When he started to say something, she just kissed him again before bouncing right back to Alex. Taking him by the hand, she led him down to the surf. He turned to shoot us a goofy grin, and Dimitri gave him a thumbs up.

Alex suddenly became the young boy he really was. As soon as they reached the water's edge, he threw Summer over his shoulder and raced out into the surf where he launched her into the air before diving in after her.

She came up laughing and spluttering, slapping at him as he again tried to fling her over his shoulder. Happily wrestling in the surf, the tables were quickly turned; she became the hunter, and he became the prey. Laughing and splashing, he was trying to make his escape. She was tugging at his shorts, obviously trying to pants him, and we kept seeing flashes of his snow white butt. When he attempted to dive away, she lunged for his legs, grabbing two handfuls. Emerging from the surf with a loud cry of exultation, she triumphantly held up his shorts.

Suddenly naked too, he went to attack her, but she'd already lit out up the sand. Laughing like a maniac, she ran straight towards us, with Alex in hot pursuit.

Just as he was about to catch her, she looked back at him. "Haaa!" she shouted, throwing his wet shorts onto the roof of the house. "Thhhhhppppthhhh!!" After giving him a big raspberry, she stuck her tongue out and did a sexy little victory dance, spinning in sensual, hip-gyrating circles, her arms waving above her head.

He was laughing at her celebration antics when suddenly she gave him a comically fierce growl, then she pounced on him, tackling him! Landing in a heap together on her towel, they ended up with Summer straddling his stomach while trying to hold his arms down.

He wasn't fighting back too seriously, though. He was mostly just laughing.

"Smart kid," I grinned. 

"Yes, smart," agreed Dimitri. 

I laughed, "Horny, too! Look."

"What will she do? Will she do sex with him?" he asked, spotting Alex's erect cock sticking straight up behind Summer's naked bottom.

"I don't know. She thinks he's sweet, and knowing he's a virgin, she just might. She's a very warm and giving woman," I grinned, laughing to myself over my absurd euphemisms.

He turned to me. "You don't mind?"




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"With some people, yes, I would mind. With Alex? No, I wouldn't."

He paused a moment to reflect on that. "Would you mind if she...with me?"

I laughed, "Why, are you a virgin too?" 

"For someone so beautiful as Summer, da, I will be virgin!" he said, with a much bigger laugh.

Grinning, I said, "Knock yourself out. It's up to her."

"Knock out? No! I promise, no violence! I not hurt her!" he exclaimed anxiously.

Laughing, I slapped him on the back. "No, no, that's not what I meant. 'Knock yourself out' means yes, go for it. If she wants to have sex with you, I won't mind, but I don't think she's going to believe you're a virgin!"

"No, perhaps not," he smiled, looking out at the invitingly blue water. "Do you mind if I swim?"

"Knock yourself out," I said again, grinning. 

He paused, then his face lit up. "Ah, I get you now. 'Knock you out' means like, 'Da! Yes, okay!'"

I smiled and made the back and forth so-so motion with my hand. "Close enough."

Slapping me on the back again, he walked out onto the porch. After taking off his clothes and setting them on a patio chair, he strode naked towards the water. Grinning bashfully as he passed directly by Summer on his way to the surf, he received a happy smile from her in return.

"Looks like everyone's getting naked, honey! C'mere!" she giggled to me. 

As I started to walk over to her, she said, "Drop 'em, mister."

I dropped my shorts, and we were all naked.

"I said c'mere!" she giggled again.

When I neared her towel, she was grinning from ear to ear while still straddling Alex. "Kiss me," she purred. I leaned down to kiss her, and she responded by slipping me her tongue. She was kissing me with real passion, then she pulled back and tugged me over to her side. Reaching around to cup my ass, she took my lengthening cock between her full, cherry lips. She bobbed her head up and down for a decent while, sucking me until I was fully hard before finally pulling back again.

With a sexy smile, she gave me a questioning look.

Leaning back down to kiss her, I whispered, "That is one lucky boy you've got there."

She whispered into my mouth, "Mmmm, I'm the lucky one. I'm here with three gorgeous, naked men. Now go back inside and watch. Do not cum. Save it for me. I want you going crazy, baby."

~ ~ ~

Holding him down, Summer grinned at Alex. He made a halfhearted attempt to struggle, and she held firm. "Gotcha!" she giggled.

Alex laughed, "I am prisoner for bootiful pretty princess!"

"Yes, you are, beautiful boy."

"Is good," he said.

"Is good," she smiled, nodding. Relaxing her grip on him, she slid down his body, shifting her straddling position from his stomach to his pelvis, where his bobbing cock bumped into her lower back. Looking over her shoulder to give his erection a peek, she took it in her hand. "Is very good!" she giggled, making Alex giggle too.

She released his wrists before leaning down to press her breasts against his chest. Holding her chin in her hands, she brought her face nose to nose with him. "Is very good. Now what shall I do with my prisoner, who has such a strong, beautiful young cock...."

Alex tentatively crossed his arms around her lower back, brushing her with his fingertips. When he moved his caresses to her sides, she suddenly jerked and thrashed; sitting up, she was giggling at being tickled.

Though he was surprised by her reaction, he was even more surprised when she tickled him right back, making him lurch up off the towel. If they were both surprised by the tickles, they were hit with an absolute lightning bolt of shock when his upward lunge plunged his long, thin shaft straight into her soaking wet pussy.

With a sudden shriek she jumped, pulling herself off his cock. She was momentarily stunned, yet after a moment's pause she began to laugh while collapsing into his bewildered arms. "Alex is VERY good!" she grinned, cupping his face. He began to blubber out frantic apologies, but she put her finger to his lips. "Sssssh. It's okay. Alex is bootiful pretty."

He stared wide-eyed as she reached back to grasp his cock. Placing the head at her moist entrance, she never blinked as she slowly slid it into her pussy, telling him, "Is bootiful, Alex. Is very, very good."

Once she'd taken every inch, she leaned down to his ear and whispered, "Fuck me, bootiful." After she'd placed his hands on her ass, she went nose to nose with him again; beginning to grind her pussy, she whispered a second time, "Fuck me, bootiful boy."

Summer could tell that Alex didn't know what to do, so she began to rise and fall on her own, squeezing him with her pussy every time she hit bottom. Before each descent down his glistening shaft, she whispered, "Fuck me."

Sure enough, Alex soon began to understand what those words really meant.

She wanted him to get the most out of his first experience, so she gently rolled him into the missionary position. Never letting him slip out, she grasped him by his hips and pulled him into her, then pushed his hips away. "Fuck me," she said each time, until finally he got the idea that he was supposed to take over and begin moving his hips back and forth so that his cock would slide in and out of her amazing pussy.

"Fuck me, Alex," she said, releasing his hips to hold his face and kiss him.

When he immediately began a frantic thrusting motion, she brought her hands back to his hips. "Shhhhh...sloooow," she whispered, and again she pulled him by his hips to direct his pace, showing him what she meant. Slowly pulling his hips into her before pushing them out, she said, "Sloooow. Fuck me sloooow." She guided his hips for another minute, gently fucking herself, telling him with each stroke to fuck her.

"Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me..." she said in a constant refrain, teaching the boy the rhythm of sex. When Alex started to get the hang of it, Summer released his hips and slid her hands onto his clenching ass. "Yes, fuck me, bootiful Alex," she moaned into his mouth.

It had only been a few minutes of mostly stop-and-go fucking, yet still she was surprised that he'd been able to hold out from cumming. Kissing him, she grinned, "See, I told you it was a good thing when you came in your shorts!"

He didn't understand her, but he could tell by her happy tone that it must've been something good. Smiling in amazement at how hot, wet and silky she felt around his cock, he just kept stroking into her. He had never imagined anything could feel like that.

After another few moments of slow, deep fucking, Summer felt him beginning to speed up. She knew he was almost there, so she just pulled him by his ass, urging him on. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Cum in my pussy!" she cried.

"Poosy, yes! Princess is bootiful poosy!"

She laughed, "Oh, so you know that word, do you?"

"Da! I know 'poosy' word!" he said excitedly, with his biggest grin yet.

When he began wildly thrusting again, Summer surrendered with a long, continual moan. She let him ravage her, and he quickly exploded deep inside her hungry sex; hugging him tightly, she basked in the perfect sensation of his warm, thick cum firing into her sodden pussy. She held him there, loving the feeling of his young cock jerking against her tender walls as it drained inside her, until finally he'd descended from his first real sexual high.

Once he had calmed down, she gave him a smile of an angel. "Is good, Alex?"

Mimicking her nose-to-nose thing, he grinned brightly. "Bootiful, bootiful, bootiful! Bootiful princess! Is good, very good!" he laughed, simply overjoyed. Even as he continued slowly thrusting his softening cock inside her pussy, he just couldn't stop touching, squeezing, kissing and sucking her breasts. Stroking her tapered tummy, he ran his fingers through her sparse strip of pubic hair before returning to her captivating mounds.

Allowing him all the time he wanted to explore her responsive body, Summer smiled sweetly. "Beautiful boy, one day you're going to make some lucky girl very happy..." she whispered, tenderly caressing his cheek.

Still laughing with joy, he hopped up and raced wildly across the sand. When he reached the water, he let out a triumphant whoop before doing a full somersault into the shimmering waves.

Summer smiled to herself, deeply gratified that she was able to give him such a wonderful first time. Watching him frolic like a puppy in the warm surf, she grinned when she realized he reminded her of John. With visions of her playful, lovable brat as a just-turned-sixteen-year-old firing her imagination, she rolled back onto her stomach before drifting blissfully off to sleep.

~ ~ ~

Waking from her cat nap, Summer looked up at me with a glazed expression. From across the beach I laughed, and she gave me a sleepy grin while making a little halo shape above her head with her hands.

I called to her, "Yes, you most definitely are an angel!" 

"I'm your angel!" she shouted in return.

"You're his angel now, too," I laughed again, applauding as I approached her.

"That was wonderful, baby. God, that was so sweet," she said, sighing contentedly as I took a seat on the sand beside her towel.

"Not too many people have a first time like he just did, that's for sure," I grinned, stroking her back.

She giggled, "I know I sure didn't! My first time was a fumbling, bumbling catastrophe. The guy didn't know what he was doing, I didn't know what I was doing, and he wasn't even nice about it. He just wanted to stick it in, and I only wanted to get it over with. Having a seatbelt buckle jammed against my back the entire time, that wasn't very special either."

"Well, that was a very sweet thing you did for Alex. The only problem is it'll be all downhill from here. Even if he lives to be a hundred, he'll never top this."

"Of course he will. Someday he'll fall in love with a beautiful girl, and that will make all the difference in the world. This will just be a fond memory..." Summer said, with a soft faraway smile.

"Yes, it will. You were amazing."

"It certainly didn't start off the way I'd planned!" she laughed. "I nearly had a heart attack when he accidentally stabbed his cock inside me!"

"So you did plan it!" I said, mock-accusingly.

"Well, yes, at a certain point I did, but obviously not at first. I had no set plan, at least not until a naked Dimitri and his big dick went bouncing right on by. I knew then that you were obviously fine with everything. I could feel Alex's erection pressing against my ass, and after you came out and kissed me, yes, I knew I was going to have sex with him. Baby, he's so sweet. I just wanted to give him a wonderful first time."

"Speaking of Dimitri..." I said, chuckling.

"Yes...?" The accusation was clear in her smiling eyes. 

"While you were out here wrestling with Alex, Dimitri asked if I was okay with you and the boy having sex. When I told him I was fine with it, he then wanted to know whether I would also be okay with the two of you having sex."

"Oh reeeeally?" she grinned, propping her face atop her fists. "And what did my dear husband say?"

"I told him I didn't think you'd buy that he was a virgin!"

Summer laughed, "No, I don't think so! He doesn't quite look like any virgin I've ever seen. Is that all you said, though, or did he just decide to leave it alone then?"

"No, besides saying he'd gladly pretend to be a virgin if that's what you require, he did press the issue to the point that I said it would be up to you."

"So do you want me to fuck Dimitri?" 

"Summer, it's never about my wanting or not wanting you to fuck someone. That will always be your decision, not mine. I told Dimitri I didn't know whether you would want to do it with him, but I thought you'd probably end up doing it with Alex because he's a virgin, and you're so giving!"

Laughing, I ducked, but a guffawing Summer punched me in the shoulder anyway. "I'm not that giving, you dork! It's not like I'm the United Way for virgins!"

"Still, I had a feeling you would be extra giving with Alex," I smirked.

She gave me a lopsided little grin. "Okay, fine, you know me too well. Still, you know I wouldn't have done anything with him if I knew you didn't want me to. You also know I wouldn't have done anything with him if it wasn't here, in this place, in this setting, under these circumstances. I generally don't have sex with people I just met, not even sweet, beautiful virgins, you goof. You know this is different. This is a special thing."

"I know it is, Summer. And no, I don't necessarily want you to have sex with Dimitri. I won't mind if you do, but I'm certainly not asking you to, and it's not as if I'm hoping you will, either. Still, if you're attracted to him, and you two want to do more than just flirt, well, like I told Dimitri, knock yourself out. You're so beautiful with people, sometimes I'm happy simply watching you."

"This really is a magical place, isn't it?" she smiled, sighing happily as she closed her eyes before lowering her head back into her arms.

"Summer, it's you. You're the magic, and people feel your magic everywhere you go. You have this amazing way of making everyone happy; I mean deeply, profoundly happy." I leaned down to kiss her shoulder. "Baby, I've never seen anything like it."

Her eyes opened again, and they were sparkling bright. "Jake, will you marry me?"

"Yes, Summer, I would be thrilled to marry you," I grinned, leaning in to kiss her while lightly tracing a line down her back and over her ass.

"Mmmm, I just love hearing you say it. I could listen to that every day, for the rest of our lives. I'm very deeply in love with you, Jake. You realize that, don't you? It's not just lust, either. It's love. I'm in love with you, with all my heart."

"You're my angel," I said, kissing her smooth thigh.

"And don't you ever forget it," she giggled, reaching down to ruffle my hair.

"I won't, I promise. Baby, I'm going to go take a swim," I said, getting up.

"I'll be here," she said in a warm, sleepy voice. 

Leaving Summer to her nap in the morning sun, I headed on down to the gently rolling surf. Alex was lying on his stomach in the wet sand, fifty yards up the beach. Dimitri was still out in the water, another fifty yards in the opposite direction.

I swam for a bit, then I lay down on the sand, right at the water's edge. After a few moments, I looked up and saw Dimitri sitting beside Summer. They were talking and laughing, and Summer was just cracking up about something. When I lifted my head, they waved at me. I gave them a sun-drowsy wave in return before dropping my head back into my arms.

As I lay blissfully in the sand, the warmth of the tropical sun on my back provided the perfect complement to the cool waters of the Caribbean gently lapping at my feet. The noon sky was a brilliant azure, and I thought, 'This truly is paradise.'

~ ~ ~

"Dimitri, you're going to be as red as a lobster if you don't put some sun screen on," Summer said, lifting her head to check on him. She pressed her finger to his naked hip, showing him the white spot that immediately appeared.

He was lying on his back, and she noticed that his sleeping cock lay to her side across his right thigh. Even flaccid, she found it quite impressive.

Moving over to sit directly alongside him, she squeezed out some sun cream and began rubbing it into his thighs, hips, and chest. Sliding her hands down his stomach, she smiled to herself when his waking cock began to thicken and lengthen, stretching across his thigh before inching its way up his hip.

During her next outward sweep, the side of her hand made contact with his bobbing shaft. She continued down his thigh, noting with satisfaction that his very large dick had become fully erect; it stood straight up, thick, tall and proud. With his enormous slab no longer in the way, she paused to admire his heavy balls. When she leaned forward to cup them, he lifted his head to watch her with a relieved smile. Returning his smile, she lowered her head and wrapped her lips around his weighty globes. Taking one then the other into her mouth, she grasped his cock and began gently stroking it as she sucked his oversized balls.

Dimitri spread his legs, and Summer climbed between them. Perched on her knees, she steadied herself with one hand while licking her way up his towering shaft, until her lips encircled the circumcised head. Stopping to gaze into his eyes, she smiled, "May I please suck your beautiful cock?"

"Da...yes, please," he groaned.

Summer grinned. "Thank you. God, you have a gorgeous cock. Don't pull out, okay? Cum in my mouth."

Wide-eyed, barely able to believe his good fortune, Dimitri merely grunted his assent.

After hooking her hair behind her ear, Summer lowered her mouth over his large plum. Sucking on just the head, she teased his slit with her tongue, enjoying the taste of his increasing volume of pre-cum; then, removing her hand, she slid her lips down his shaft, taking him deeper. Pausing at the halfway point, she relaxed her throat before going further. When she had only two more inches to go, she repositioned her head and took a deep breath; she forced her mouth the rest of the way down, until her bottom lip was kissing his smooth scrotum. Holding that position while moving her head side to side, she hummed on his cock.

Moaning happily, she deep-throated him for as long as she could, then she pulled back. After catching her breath, she did it again, this time in one motion. She began wetly slurping up and down, up and down, taking his seemingly never-ending pole all the way to his balls, and it was too much for poor Dimitri. Clutching her breasts in sheer desperation, he capitulated with a sudden cry, erupting in her mouth.

Wanting to catch at least some of his massive load on her tongue, Summer pulled her head back. Moaning happily again, she swiped at the corner of her mouth to retrieve an errant drop before sucking her finger clean. With two satisfying gulps she swallowed everything down, finishing with a wide grin. "Is that what you were wanting, Dimitri?" she asked sweetly. Still kneeling between his legs, she licked all over his cock while tickling his ribs.

"Da! Da! Amazing!" he said, laughing from her tickles.

"You're pretty amazing yourself there, big boy. You really do have a fantastic cock," she smiled, softly sucking his tip to coax every last bit of cum from him. Holding his dribbling shaft between her lips, she savored his final delicious spasms.

"Summer, thank you so good. You are truly beautiful princess. And yet I think this is not good job you hire me for, no? I must go do some work now, yes?"

Laughing, he pulled himself up and got dressed on the porch. After giving her a sheepish grin, he disappeared into the house.

Once he was gone, Summer crawled back over to her towel and happily collapsed facedown before dozing off again.

A short while later she was wakened by the feeling of someone gently rubbing cream on her legs and bottom. "Mmmmmm, that feels nice," she said quietly.

"Very pretty bootiful," she heard.

Without opening her eyes, she smiled. "Mmmm, yes, Alex. Is good, is good."

He stroked her as if she were the most fragile thing in the world, and her ass tingled at his tender touch; each tentative caress sent chills up and down her spine, straight to her overheated pussy. She felt her young lover straddle her thighs; unlike before when he was wearing shorts, this time she felt nothing but a long, hard and very naked cock nestle in her warm divide.

Wriggling and flexing on his shaft, she used her perfect bottom to masturbate him.

He squeezed each cheek, marveling over her exquisite ass. "Princess is...angel," he said, and Summer melted. Reaching between her legs, she spread her petals and raised her hips, offering herself to him.




Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 01



She felt his shaft slide inside her pussy, then his body pressed down, covering her. Lowering her head to her arms, she gave herself over to the sensation of being deeply fucked by the boy's long, thin cock. His knees were planted on either side of her thighs, so her legs remained mostly closed as he drove into her velvet depths. Before too long, though, she raised her ass high and arched her back, taking him doggie style. With his hands on her hips he simply pounded away at her precious pussy while she rocked against him, softly moaning, "Mmmm...fuck me, beautiful boy...fuck me...."

Thrusting again and again, he was thoroughly enjoying the wonderfully pillowy cushion her ass provided him in that position; recalling what had so fascinated him earlier, he reached down to stroke her asshole. He gently caressed it before pressing his finger inside, making Summer moan in delight. Her tiny pucker felt so hot and tight to him as he penetrated both holes, eagerly double-fucking her.

After a few more minutes of rocking into her, and sensing that she might enjoy taking his cock in her smaller hole, he pulled out of her pussy to position his tip at her tiny star. Pressing forward, he was amazed at how easily he was able to slide inside. 

"Oooooh...mmmm, yes, fuck me...in the ass," she moaned, reaching back to spread herself for him. Alex began a deep stroking, and Summer ground against him each time he bottomed out. "God, I love you in my ass," she whispered. Along with her sexy moaning, the sight of her smooth, sculpted mounds shuddering around his cock each time he slammed into her eventually became too much for Alex, and with a loud groan he came again, filling her gorgeous bottom with burst after burst of hot cum.

Once he'd finished cumming, Summer quickly pulled herself out from beneath him. Grinning, she said, "I know you won't understand me, but there are still a few more things you need to do before you've experienced everything."

Pushing Alex down onto his back, she climbed on top of him into a sixty-nine.

"You haven't had a proper blowjob, you haven't cum in my mouth, and you haven't tasted pussy or made a girl cum with your mouth," she said, smiling happily over her shoulder. While lowering her curvy bottom to his face, she brought her lips to his deflating cock. His hands went to her ass cheeks, cupping and squeezing them, and Summer made sure not to drop all her weight onto his mouth. She kept sucking him and licking him; soon enough, he became hard again. More importantly, he began to understand that he was also supposed to do the same thing to her pussy. Knowing how much she seemed to enjoy having her asshole played with, he went ahead and began to lick, kiss and suck her cute little asterisk too, which had Summer yelping in pleasure.

Because he had already cum three times that morning, Summer knew it would be a while before he'd be able to cum again, so she decided to treat him to the best blowjob anyone would ever give him. For his part, he was also already showing a natural talent for pleasuring a woman, especially with his affinity for eating her ass; considering it was his first time, she was again very impressed. She told him so by wiggling her ass on his mouth while saying, "Good, Alex, good!"

After bringing him to another full erection, she began deep-throating him, including taking his balls into her mouth. When he jerked and moaned, she knew he was getting close. Sliding her hand down to the tender spot between his legs, she pressed her finger into his tight ring. As he tensed up, she lifted her head to whisper, "Shhhh...relax." She persisted, and before too long she had her fingertip inside.

Dancing her ass over his mouth, she playfully wagged it in invitation. He drove his tongue back inside her pink star, and she took that opportunity to slide her finger deep into his virgin hole. He immediately moaned in her ass, which she absolutely loved, and with a long, heavy sigh he came yet again, pouring his young cum onto her tongue.

Summer kept sucking, never pulling off as she hungrily swallowed every drop. When Alex followed her example by sucking her clit, she came too. It wasn't an explosive orgasm; it was only a warm, gentle pulsing, but he was able to tell when her pussy quivered and somehow became even softer, then he felt it become much wetter.

Summer stayed in that position, just panting for a few moments before turning to lay with him face to face, body to body. He was beaming happily, his face shining wet. She beamed right back, poking him in the chest and saying, "Good!"

"Soomer good!" he said, touching her nipple, which made her giggle. 

Holding up one finger, she took his flaccid cock and touched her pussy with it. "You fucked me there."

Holding up two fingers, she spun around and showed him her asshole, touching it with his cock. "You fucked me there."

She held up three fingers and held his cock to her lips, only he interrupted her by eagerly saying, "I fucked Soomer there!"

"Good!" she said, clapping excitedly. Touching his lips, she brought that same hand to her pussy.

"I kiss Soomer there!" he said.

When she beamed again, he touched his own lips, and with that same hand he reached between her legs. Smiling sweetly, she spread for him. He touched her asshole and said, "I kiss Soomer there."

"Good, Alex. Is good! All of it! Is good!" she said, beaming even more brightly. She touched her mouth, breasts, pussy and asshole; she touched his mouth and cock, then she cupped his balls, slipping a finger down to tickle his ass. "All good, Alex! Is all good. Alex kiss me everywhere. Is good." She swept her hands over her entire body. "Alex fuck me everywhere. Is good." Again, she swept her hands over her body. She gave him a questioning smile, as if to ask, "Do you understand?"

He smiled right back. "Alex good. Bootiful pretty princess good. All good. Kiss...." He made a kissy face. "Fuck me...." He made a crude hip-thrusting gesture, which had Summer doubling over in laughter. She came up applauding, nodding her head.

"All good. No bad. Is all good!" he said excitedly.

"Yes!" she squealed, excitement in her voice too. She clapped again for him, and he responded with a comical bow of appreciation. When she hugged him, she noticed that he returned her hug with no tentativeness or hesitation.

Finally he sat back and looked at her. "Soomer..." he began to say.

She smiled at the way he pronounced her name. Pointing to herself, she said, "Yes, Soomer."

"Soomer...is good?" Showing her his cock, he made his crude hip-thrusting motion again. He had a sincere look of uncertainty.

Taking his flaccid length in her hand, Summer gave him a warm, genuine grin. Petting it, she looked up at him with a tender smile. "Alex, yes, is good. Alex fuck Soomer very good." Nodding eagerly, she made a gesture of crossing her heart, then she leaned down to kiss his cock. Sitting back up again, she touched her pussy. "Pussy."

"Poosy! Yes!" 

She touched his cock. "Cock."

"Cock!" he grinned, playfully wagging it at her.

Laughing, she touched her pussy again. "Is good pussy?"

"Yes! Yes! Is good poosy!" He leaned down to kiss it. "Bootiful pussy!"

Giggling over his innocent enthusiasm, she touched his cock. "Bootiful cock! Is good cock! Bootiful, pretty cock." Again, she kissed it. She came up smiling, nodding her head as she took him by his hands. She ran their hands together from his eyes, over his mouth, down his chest, onto his cock and across to her body, where she repeated the whole process.

He smiled in understanding. When she leaned over to kiss him on the lips, he awkwardly returned her kiss.

She put her hand to his mouth, slowing him down. "Slow," she said, holding up her finger.

By then he understood that "slow" meant to slow down and let her show him what to do. 

She leaned in again and just gently brushed their lips together, until they were sweetly kissing. After a few moments of soft kisses, she slid her tongue out to touch his lips, and he copied her. She lightly licked at his lips and tongue, then he did the same to her.

Soon they were comfortably kissing, and she noticed that his cock had become hard again. With a gorgeous giggle she climbed into his lap to straddle him; she pressed his erection into her pussy, taking his firm shaft deep inside her silken sheath. Touching both their lips, she kissed him. When she finished her kiss, she smiled and pointed to their mouths. "Is good."

"Mmmm, is good. Soomer is bootiful kiss," he said, kissing her again. 

Riding his long, hard cock, she slowly fucked him, kissing him the entire time; soon he became an excellently responsive kisser. Also, as much as he was enthralled by her "poosy," he seemed to be even more obsessed with her beautiful breasts. He couldn't stop staring at them, especially when Summer began bouncing up and down in his lap, fucking him with wild abandon, her breasts bouncing right along in rhythm.

"Breasts," Summer grinned, pointing to them. "Breasts."

"Mmmm, Soomer breasts, so bootiful pretty," he smiled.

Taking his hands, she placed them on her ass, then she dropped her hands onto his ass and squeezed. "Ass," she said. "Ass."

"Soomer," he answered, groping her full, lush bottom, "is bootiful, bootiful ass!"

"Alex is bootiful ass too," she giggled, squeezing his firm cheeks.

Laughing, he flipped her over onto her back and climbed between her legs. "Fuck me," he grinned.

Summer laughed too, sexily spreading her legs. "Yes! Fuck me!" 

Alex and Summer happily fucked for another twenty minutes; she fully surrendered her body to the eager boy, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he relentlessly drove his granite cock deep into her wet, welcoming pussy. "Alex, beautiful Alex...fuck me, baby, fuck me...mmmm, fuck me, beautiful boy," she moaned, and she was thoroughly delighted when he filled her womb with another load of fresh young cum.

When he was finally finished, Summer reached down to scoop out some of his warm gift from her pussy. Showing it to him, she said, "Cum."

"Cum," he said, pointing at his cock. "Alex cum."

Nodding, she gave him a big grin. "Super good, Alex cum!"

He rolled onto his back, smiling serenely. Moments later, though, his expression turned curious, and he sat up again. "Soomer?"

She grinned, waiting.

He pointed at her pussy. "Soomer, cum?"

Giggling, Summer gave him a happy hug as she nodded excitedly. "Soomer cum! Very good cum!" She counted it off on her fingers for him. "One, two, three, four! Soomer cum!"

She took him by the hand and led him to the water. Pointing at his cock, she said, "Alex, cum." Collecting two handfuls of water, she squeezed them through a small opening she made by cupping her palms together, forcing an arcing stream to shoot out.

"Alex, cum," she said again, and he nodded his understanding.

Pointing at her pussy, she said, "Summer, cum." Taking another handful of water, she let it gently flow between her fingers. "Summer, cum!" she explained, smiling brightly.

Recalling how her pussy had overflowed with wetness when she shook, he beamed in understanding. Scooping up another handful of water, he let it flow over his palm. "Summer, cum?" he grinned, holding up four fingers.

Flashing a gorgeous contented smile, Summer happily hugged herself. "Uh-huh!" she exclaimed, nodding goofily as she held up four fingers. Making an exaggerated "Wow!" face, she gave him the "We're not worthy!" bow.

Exploding in laughter, Alex picked her up and tossed her high into the air. Squealing in delight, she giggled like a little girl when he caught her, then she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him.

As he carried her back towards the house, they never stopped kissing.

~ ~ ~

Dimitri and I were dressed again and sitting on the back porch when Alex came striding up the sand, laughing as he carried a giggling and still completely nude Summer in his arms. It had only been maybe two hours, yet Alex was scarcely recognizable as the intensely bashful boy who could barely lift his head from his shoes when we'd first met.

Dimitri was beaming with pride at the sight of him. "Is miracle," he said to me in wonder.

After setting Summer down, a grinning Alex grabbed the crossbeam directly above our heads and again made his loud whooping noise as he ripped off a few silly pull-ups. "Haaa!" he laughed, spotting some fishing gear over in the corner of the porch. Smirking at Summer, he used one of the longer poles to retrieve his shorts from the roof.

Summer came and sat in my lap, curling herself into a little ball. She was facing Dimitri as Alex whispered something serious to him in Russian. They exchanged looks, and the boy nodded. When Dimitri whispered something equally serious in reply, Alex seemed uncertain, so Dimitri whispered it again. Whatever Alex whispered back, it made the big Russian smile and nod.

Alex came over to us and shook my hand. "Thank you...Mister Jake."

I clasped his hand. "I'm happy for you." 

Alex looked over at Dimitri, who translated it for him. Alex shook my hand again. "Thank you."

Going to one knee before Summer, he took her by the hand. Gazing up at her in deep adoration, he said, "Thank you, Soomer. Is miracle angel."

Summer had tears in her eyes as she leaned down to hold his face in her hands. "Thank you, Alex. Is miracle angel too," she whispered, then she kissed him.

Intently studying her, his expression revealing both concern and confusion, Alex reached up to touch the tears on her cheek. "Soomer?"

"Is good...bootiful good. Alex so bootiful to Soomer," she said, smiling softly as she touched her own tears. She happily hugged herself again, and he grinned in understanding.

When Dimitri indicated to him that it was time for them to leave, the love-struck boy graciously kissed Summer's hand. After thanking us, Dimitri led his starry-eyed nephew to the door. Still gloriously naked, Summer gave them each a warm hug and a kiss, along with an invitation to stop by anytime they were in the neighborhood.

As our new friends were walking out to their truck, Alex couldn't help but turn back to the house. He just had to take one last lingering look at Summer, who responded with a cute little wave goodbye from our front porch.

Simply staring at her, he finally shouted, "Soomer! Most bootiful angel!" 

Summer hugged herself for him again, then she blew him another kiss.

With a wan smile, he finally climbed into the truck. Dimitri fired it up, waving to us as he backed out of our driveway.

After watching them drive off, Summer and I returned to her towel on the sand. As she settled in to read her book, I checked my cell phone messages; there was only one, but it instantly made my expression brighten. When Summer saw my reaction, she sat up excitedly.

"Baby, what is it?"

Smiling in anticipation, I handed her the phone, letting her listen for herself to the message from Dave...

Hey guys, just wanted to let you know that I'm looking down at the ocean right now. We're thirty thousand feet in the air, and John is trying to convince Aaron to go to the lavatory with him so they can join the Mile High Club together. Aaron's proving to be a tough sell, though. He's saying John's a fag, and John's making kissy faces at him, calling him a boring stick-in-the-mud.

Same ol', in other words. Anyhow, I wanted to give you a heads up that we're on our way. Oh, and hey, tell Summer to check the bottom-left drawer of the main dresser in the master bedroom. She should find a yellow 'Cozumel' tank top there. It's just an old, beat-to-hell little t-shirt, but don't throw it away, at least not until Summer tries it on first. She'll look absolutely amazing in it.

Christ, John just pinched our stewardess's ass. She seemed to dig it, actually. Oh, shit, now they're getting out of hand.

Okay, gotta run! Aloha, bienvenidos, and all that jazz! See you kids soon!

Tossing the phone, Summer squealed in delight as she jumped up and hugged me. "Did you hear that?! They're really coming! All of them! They're coming! They're already on their way! Wooohoooo!!" 

She did her sexy little victory dance again, then she took off like a naked banshee, whooping and hollering in pure joy all the way across the sand before launching herself headfirst into the crashing surf....

~to be continued~

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Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 02



"Ooooh, you sneaky little devil!" 

That was Summer's reaction upon discovering what I'd laid out for her to wear to the club that night.

I'd told Summer that with the guys' flight scheduled to arrive later in the evening the tentative plan was for all of us to meet up around midnight at a local nightclub. Dave would call me when they arrived on the island. 

Summer was over the moon with excitement at the thought of us all soon being together again for another few weeks. "This time we'll have more time to be together, and we'll be in our own private paradise!" she said, bursting with anticipation.

We had a full month scheduled in Cozumel. It was to be both our dream honeymoon and a nice breaking-in of our new beach house, courtesy of Dave. 

We were trying to figure out a way to move there, but in the meantime we had at least managed to wrangle a month of leave from our jobs. For Summer it was easy, as she was her own boss. She said her Pilates clients all seemed genuinely thrilled for her when she told them she would need to hook them up for a month with some other instructors while she was off on an extended honeymoon. My work situation was a little touchier; fortunately my boss was also a friend, plus I'd never missed a day of work in six years, so he didn't bust my balls too much over giving me the time off. He even gave me paid vacation time, along with a nice honeymoon bonus.

We were a week into our month on the island, and Summer was dying to go to this one dance club Dave had recommended. With the guys scheduled to arrive later, Summer and I decided to make that the night to go to the club. 

Sometimes Summer wanted to surprise me with what she'd wear for a given occasion; other times she would have me choose her outfit for her. Ironically, her outfits were usually at their sexiest and most revealing when she'd pick them out. She called her choices her "being baaaaad!" outfits, in honor of our wild first date together. She called my choices her "classy yet still a little slutty" outfits. It was sort of silly, since they were both variations on the same themes. I always felt that her choices really weren't any more daring than mine, but she would just laugh, "That's because you're not the one wearing them!"

To her way of thinking, Aaron's New Year's Eve outfit for her was "baaaaad," and she meant it in the best possible way. She always became dreamy-eyed and wistful whenever she thought of the incredible scarf dress she wore that night. She felt the same about the drape blouse and scalloped skirt she wore on our first date, back when she'd asked me to show her what I would want her to wear to turn me on during a night out together.

Conversely, in her estimation something like a simple, tiny shift dress might be a bit slutty, sure, but it could still be classy. It didn't matter that it might be totally see-through or so short that her gorgeous bare pussy was often exposed. She still felt "properly attired" in such an outfit. She didn't feel like those types of outfits constituted nearly as much of an overt attempt to be flirty and sexy as her "baaaaad" outfits.

"You want me to be really baaaad tonight," she grinned, running her fingers over the items I'd laid out for her. "You know I'll become all emotional and cry the whole night if I wear this, especially around them. These clothes were a big part of the happiest night of my life, other than New Year's Eve or our wedding night. That first night with all of us together, the way you loved me and supported me...the way you made us all feel so good...that was when I knew I had found the man I would marry. Mmmm, thank you for reminding me with this."

It was admittedly an oddly inappropriate and even visually jarring outfit I'd laid out for her. She knew what it meant though, and they'd know, too. She had no doubt they'd know.

"If I'm to wear these to a dance club, let me do one little thing..." she said, heading off to the kitchen. She came back with a pair of household cutting shears and smiled, "Aaron will especially appreciate this. Watching that man design an outfit around me, remembering the way he did it, I'm feeling inspired! Okay, go now. Go to the club, and I'll see you there in a couple of hours."

"But how will I ever find you?" I joked, leering at her. I knew she had to be planning something really good if she didn't even want me to see her getting ready.

"Oh, I don't think that'll be a problem. I have faith that you'll locate me easily enough," she said, smiling wickedly as she traced her fingertips across her bare belly button. "Hold on a second, though, before you go. There is one thing..." she added, becoming serious.

"Just one? Of these two things? You really will be a scandal," I said, grinning like an idiot.

Giggling, she gently punched me. "As if you wouldn't absolutely love that! You know, come to think of it, one of these nights when we all go out together to a club or wherever, I should do that. I should just go topless. Mmmm, or maybe even bottomless, and really show off my pussy. How hot would that be for you? God, how much would you guys enjoy taking me out completely naked?"

She was grinning as she mulled over the possibilities, then her expression changed. "But no, I'm serious. Before we go out tonight with the guys, I wanted to talk to you about something very important."

I gave her a stern look. "Look, Summer, I love you, but no, we're not taking Alex home with us. We'd never be able to get him through Customs."

Her hands went to her mouth in shock, then she punched me again. "No, you dummy! Not that!"

"Oh, okay then. So what is it?" I asked, with a smug grin.

She took a deep breath before slowly letting it out. "I know we've talked about it before, and you were fine with what happened with Alex and Dimitri, but I also know we both pretty much chalked that up to 'What happens in Cozumel stays in Cozumel.' We may never see them again, so no biggie, right, that's our feeling there."

"Right," I said. "As long as you're okay with it, I am too. You're still okay with it, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm fine with everything we did. It was fun, and they were really sweet. For me it was just harmless, wonderful sex, and it felt good to make Alex so happy."

"Plus you got to cum a bunch of times. That never sucks," I laughed.

"True. Alex was almost as horny as you are," she grinned.

"Do you regret not doing more with Dimitri too? A missed opportunity, perhaps?"

Summer thought about it for a moment. "No, not really. Flirting with him was fun, but really it was more about Alex for me. I wanted to suck Dimitri's big dick, obviously, or else I wouldn't have done it, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. He truly has a fantastic dick. Still, yours is even better, plus it's attached to you, the man I love more than anything in this world. But you know what? You all have wonderful cocks. I have to say, I've been super fortunate there, especially after Bill. His didn't do all that much for me, and it wasn't only because he wasn't very good with it. He just didn't have a long, thick, gorgeous cock like Dimitri's or John's. David's is awesome, too. God, it's so thick, and Aaron has the best cock of the whole group. Of all the guys, mmmm, his dick comes the closest to yours. Honestly, I love sucking every one of you, even Alex with his slimmer cock."

She was caressing me through my shorts. "I love sex, baby. I love it more than anything. You know I love having just about any cock in my mouth, or anywhere else inside me." She grinned as she stroked me to hardness. "Anyway, no, I don't regret not fucking Dimitri. I wouldn't have regretted it if we had fucked, either. I'm sure I would've loved it, but it really didn't matter to me one way or the other. I sucked him because his dick looked so good, and I knew he wanted me to; also, I knew you wouldn't mind. Once he became nice and hard for me, mmmm-hmmmmm, I definitely wanted to suck him. I'll always enjoy sucking a big cock, especially one that gives me lots of cum. Still, I guess since that's all I did with Dimitri, that was all I wanted to do with him; certainly nothing was stopping us from doing more. I was naked, sucking his dick. I could've easily just climbed aboard and fucked him. He could have simply rolled me onto my back and fucked me, and I gladly would have let him. The thing is, once he came, and I got to enjoy his cum in my mouth, the thought never even crossed my mind to do anything more. I'd gotten what I wanted, and he seemed happy too, so that was it."

"That's not what you wanted to talk about now, though," I said.

"No, baby, it's not. With our three friends, this isn't just 'What goes on in Cozumel stays in Cozumel.' I know you and I have already talked about how we all play together, but we really need to talk about this again. Honey, we're married. I'm your wife now. I'm no longer just your girlfriend; merely someone your friends can pass around between them because there are no consequences."

"Is that what you think happened before?" I asked incredulously, staring at her in shock. "Is that how any of them made you feel, and is that how you felt? We weren't married, so nothing really mattered? Did you feel like you were just being passed around?"

"No, Jake. God, no."

"Good, because that isn't what happened, and that is not how any of them felt about you. You weren't just my girlfriend, Summer. You knew it, I knew it, and they all knew it. You were already my wife. We just didn't have the piece of paper yet."

"Jake, I know. I knew, even then. That's why what happened, happened. If I had felt like they were just using me, and didn't care about me, I never would have let things go so far. I only went that deep with them because I fell in love with them, and I felt that they'd fallen in love with me, too."

"Summer, they do love you. John, Aaron or Dave, any of them would take a bullet for you, and they would all marry you tomorrow, for real. In their own way, they love you every bit as much as I do."

"I know that, baby. That's why I wanted to talk to you again. I love them too, for real, just like you said, and I'm going to want to make love with them every chance I get. I know it sounds strange, yet I always feel like I'm in this beautiful, perfect world when we're all together, and it's a place I never want to leave. It's as if I have four guardian angels...four lovers; not just sex partners, and not merely 'friends with benefits' either, but lovers: men with whom I'm deeply in love, who truly love me. There is something different with you, though, something above and beyond, and we both know it. They know it, too. While there is nothing I would ever deny any of them, it goes far beyond that with you. It's not a matter of denying you, as that's not even possible. I'm yours, Jake. I'm your wife, your Summer, and you will always be my life."

"So what are you worried about?"

"I guess I'm just telling you, or asking you, I don't know, but are the stakes different now? You always said that it wouldn't matter whether I was your girlfriend or not, you'd want me to keep being the way I am. You said that you would want me to stay the same, even if I became your wife. Look, I know what you mean, and I know you're right when you say that we were already married before. Still, we really are married now; not only in how we live and feel, but in fact. You are my husband, Jake. I married you, for life. I am your wife. My body is yours...completely yours. Do you still want me to give it to your friends, even though they're not just friends?"

"Summer, I never wanted, expected or asked you to give your body, your love or anything else to my friends."

"I know, and you're right. It's not fair of me to put it that way. It just happened, and I was the one who made it happen. No, we made it happen: myself, David, Aaron and John - not you. Baby, you never asked me to do anything, and you certainly didn't force me into it. You didn't guilt trip me into it either."

"No, I didn't."

"Okay, but do you still have no problem with us, meaning all of us, being lovers? These people, Jake, these wonderful friends of ours, they're not just Cozumel. What happens here isn't going to stay here. We're going to see them again, then again and again. I know you're not asking me to have sex with them, and I'm not asking whether you want me to, as if I have no say in the matter, yet I am asking you: Do you want me to have sex with them?"

As I thought about her question, I studied her beautiful face. "Baby, I know this will sound like a chickenshit cop-out, but the only way I can answer you is to ask you the same thing. Do you still want to make love with them - strictly on your own terms, not because you think I want you to, or even because you might feel obligated?"

"You mean because we did it before, so now I might always feel obligated to give them what they want."

"Right."

"Jake, I can answer that one very easily. No, I would never do it out of any feeling of obligation. I'm at least stronger than that. Besides, no, I don't feel obligated. I didn't then, and I don't now. 'Obligation' never had anything to do with it. Also, yes, I know there's a big difference between your merely being okay with it, as opposed to your really wanting me to do it."

"Okay..." I said, wanting her to understand that I never had any specific desire for her to have sex with anyone but me.

"Jake, I didn't do what I did with them merely because I thought you wanted me to be that way. That was never my motivation for why I allowed myself to be with them, or even Alex. I'm not 'performing' for you by flirting with them or having sex with them. When I flirt, and especially when I fuck, I do it because I'm turned on. I truly want it. I realize you also get turned on by watching me flirt, and I absolutely love that about our relationship, yet I know you don't require it of me. You just love me for being the way I am. This may sound harsh, but you love me so deeply that all you want is for me to be happy, even if that means allowing me to have sex with other men and fall in love with them. If that also means letting your best friends fall in love with me, you still want it. That's what you've been saying, and when it was all of us together back at the house, that's how we were living."

Pausing to search for the right words, she clasped our hands together. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with tears, yet she remained focused on what she had to say.

"My darling husband, please try to remember that sometimes I'm still a frightened little girl, and I need you to protect me. Baby, I've never been in a situation like this. Our crazy, sexy, wonderful relationship didn't come with an owner's manual. Emotions are all I know, and my emotions are soaring. In my experiences with other men, you know what happens? Soaring always means a huge crash is right around the corner. I need you to tell me that this time we're soaring together; that you're not just propping me up, and I'm not merely dragging you along. I know you love me, and you want me to live as intensely and passionately as I can, but I can't let you sacrifice yourself. I won't do that. I will not allow you to wake up one day and resent me for the choices we've made. I won't allow myself to wake up one day and resent you for not being strong enough to save us."

I stared at her, waiting. 

"Baby, I know what you said before, but I still feel like the stakes are different now; at least they are to me. Jake, you promised yourself to me, and you asked me to promise myself to you. You didn't just keep floating along, even though you easily could have. You didn't need to marry me to keep me. You made a decision. You decided that you want me forever, and you included your friends in this decision - your friends who love me too."

"Isn't that everything?" I said, a statement more than a question.

Studying me, she gave me a small smile. "Whether you realize it or not, you staked your claim, and by marrying you I agreed to it. You may not realize this either, and it's something you need to know. As much as I loved you and wanted you and needed you before, your decision to take me as your wife changed things for me. You set me free, Jake. You washed away any doubts I ever could have had. Now I really do need you, a thousand times more. I need my husband. It wasn't just a piece of paper to me; it's what you were saying to your friends, our families, and everyone else: I know who Summer is, and I love her so much that I will devote my love to her forever."

Gently squeezing her hands, I gazed into her unblinking eyes. "That's exactly what I was saying, Summer. I do know you, and I want you just the way you are, forever."

"Jake, that's what I'm talking about. Baby, don't you see? I'm not about to lose that! Not for sex, not for money, not for my own ego or insecurities. I won't lose you for anything. So before our friends arrive here, I'm going to put you on the spot. I'm going to ask you a question, and just for this one moment I need you to put aside any and all thoughts of what I might want. This is only about you and your feelings.

"Okay, are you ready?"

I just nodded, waiting.

"Baby, this is what I need to know: If it was entirely up to you, would we be completely monogamous? Or, instead, do you truly want the kind of life we shared with your friends over Christmas, including the sex?"

I took her in my arms for a big hug before pulling back and clasping our hands together. "Summer, since you're putting me on the spot, you need to hear me out. This will be my best answer."

She nodded.

"Angel, I know I chose wisely. What you're trying to do right now, this is one of a thousand reasons I married you. This is why they all told me that I had to marry you. 'Her heart is pure,' they said. 'She's the one. Don't lose her. She's the one.' They figured it out on their own, right away. I knew it all along. I know it now, with every fiber of my being. 

"So, baby, here is my answer: Yes. When your heart tells you to make love with someone, yes, I want you to make love with them. Summer, that's what you were put on this earth to do. You're a precious gift, because your heart is golden. Trust to what your heart tells you. It will never steer us wrong."

Craving clarity, wanting no stone left unturned, she continued to stare at me.

"Summer, if you feel it, I want you to do it. Nothing you feel will ever be wrong, so don't question it. If you trust me - if you trust Dave, John and Aaron - trust those words. We all see it. We all know that the best thing to do, the wisest thing to do, is to trust the heart of an angel. We will always be safe there."

As her tears kissed her impossibly beautiful face, Summer allowed herself a small, ethereal smile.

"That's what I want, Summer, and that is always the approach I'll take whenever it's time to make these types of decisions in my life. If you feel negative about something - if everything doesn't feel right to you - I want you to choose not to do it. Don't worry about what anyone else says. I will support your decision every time. If you feel nothing but love and joy about something, please, know that that's what I want you to do. That is what will make me happy."

She was looking down, staring at her wedding set. Her engagement diamond dazzled through fallen tears.

Squeezing her hand again, I pressed my face to the back of her neck and spoke softly into her long, gorgeous hair. "Now would that be the case, regardless of the woman? Hell no, it wouldn't. With most women, I'd want complete control over those types of decisions. I didn't marry most women, though. I married the one and only you, and I trust your heart with my life."

Summer was trembling in my arms. I held her close, until finally she looked up pleadingly. "Baby, you all say I'm an angel, yet I'm also just a girl. I'm not perfect. I make tons of mistakes. You're much smarter than I am, so I can't be the one to decide everything. That's just crazy. I'm all about emotions, and you're the sensible, logical one. I have to be able to trust you to make those big decisions. If you don't guide me, I'm terrified that I'll screw up."




Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 02



"Do you mean what you say?" I asked, which clearly surprised her.

Pausing, she blinked. "Yes, you know I do."

"Then if you trust my judgment that much, trust it enough to believe in me."

"I do believe in you!" she cried out through her tears. "How can you ever question that?"

I held her tightly to me. "Summer, if I'm the smart one, and you want me to make the big decisions, why are you doubting and fighting the most important decision I've ever made?"

Summer pulled back with a look of shock. She simply stared into my eyes, trying to read me, worried that her idyllic house of cards was already falling apart.

"Jake, I'm not—" she began to say.

"What do I love, Summer? What do I trust more than anything in this whole world, and what makes me happy? What did I decide to give my life to?"

As she stared into my eyes, I continued to hold her hands. Finally her soul broke asunder, and her tears flowed like rain. She kissed my hand before pressing it to her pounding heart. "This..." she whispered. "You decided to give your life to this."

Nodding, I kissed her heavenly eyes.

Reaching up to wrap her arms around me, she spoke in a halting voice. "I love you, my darling husband. I don't know what I ever did to deserve you, but I understand now what you're telling me. If you say that the smart thing to do, the right thing to do, is to trust to my heart, then I need to believe in you enough to know that you're right. I do believe in you, baby, so I won't doubt your decision.

"I'm just scared because I've never lived like that before. No one has ever placed himself completely in my hands, believing in me the way you do. I've never believed in myself the way you believe in me. Just promise you'll always be there with me. Promise you'll let me know if I'm ever hurting you, or hurting myself."

"I will," I said, tenderly kissing her on the lips, "but trust me, you won't. You will never be alone, Summer. I wouldn't have married you if I thought there was any chance that the real you would end up hurting me. I've seen the real you. I know when you're happy, and I know what makes you happy. I know what I've gotten myself into by marrying you, and I couldn't be happier with my choice. Just love me as best as you can. That's all I'll ever ask."

A soft smile came to her glowing face. "I promise on my heart that I will always try to make you happy, Jake. I will never fail you there.

"Still, since I'm apparently going to be handling all the 'social decisions' in our marriage," she said, jokingly rolling her eyes, "can we at least put your wonderful brain to good use by having you handle the important stuff? You know, like the household finances and the big, scary talks with our kids? I suck at finances, and our children will need a parent who tells them smart things, not just one who constantly hugs them and cries with happiness all the time."

"Okay," I said, making a dumb face, "I think we've got it all worked out now. You, lover! Me, fighter! Guh!" Lumbering around like a caveman, I clubbed her over the head with a pair of tube socks.

Laughing, she pulled me down onto the bed for a big kiss. "That is not the club I want you to pound me with, my darling Neanderthal." Tickling me, she shot me a wicked grin. "So you think you know what you've gotten yourself into by marrying me, huh? We'll just see about that! Grab what you need, and go get yourself ready in the other bathroom. You don't get to see me tonight, not until midnight at the club. Now scoot!"

~ ~ ~

I was in the billiards area playing pool when suddenly I felt the room become tense. All the laughing, drinking and joking came to a stop. Everything stopped.

"Mind if I stroke your cue?" a sultry voice purred in my ear.

Grinning, I said, "Help me make this shot, darlin', and I'll buy you a drink." 

I felt soft breasts press against my biceps even as a silky pussy mound pushed into my hip. Taking the shot, I sank the eleven ball.

"Guess I owe you a drink," I said, turning to face my sexy helper. 

"I guess you do." She was smiling in satisfaction over what had to be my completely stupid look of astonishment. "Does it have to be alcohol, though? I can think of something else I'd much rather drink," she grinned, running her hand over my instant erection. Cocking her head, she smiled at the hot Latina who was watching her rub up and down the length of my shaft. The girl stood right beside us, leaning against a table while playing pool with a few girlfriends.

"You're going to make me cum if you keep that up," I whispered.

"I would certainly hope so," she said, with a knowing smirk. Unbuttoning my pants, she slid her scarlet fingertips inside to pull out my cock.

The girls at the next table gasped, then they giggled together.

Due to some misplaced sense of decorum I turned my body away from the main part of the room. Trying to limit my exposure to the few girls beside us, I leaned back and watched as our beguiling seductress started in with a slow, leisurely stroking motion; then, after handing my pool cue to the astonished Latina, she climbed onto a tall stool and positioned me between her legs, sidelong to the girls.

"Does this outfit meet with your approval?" she smiled, still stroking my cock.

Summer was a vision in red. For starters, she'd straightened her normally full-bodied and somewhat wavy auburn mane. With her long hair made silky straight she looked sexy, sophisticated and vampish, like an eastern European runway model. She was wearing blood red lipstick and a crimson silk choker with an oval onyx in the center. Complementing Aaron's bejeweled sterling silver armband, she also wore his diamond and pearl earrings and anklet. A set of red stiletto heels beautifully set off her bare legs.

Well, they were nearly bare. She'd again smoothed on a subtle misting of glitter lotion, so her legs sparkled when the lights hit her just right, and on her left thigh she wore her white garter.

In fact, she was wearing a variation on her original Santa's Helper outfit. She had on that same spaghetti-strapped, red silk drape top, which only kept her nipples covered when she stood straight; even then most of her golden brown breasts were exposed, as was quite a bit of her upper tummy. With the way she was leaning forward to stroke my cock her lingerie top simply fell away, leaving her bare-breasted in the club. We could see the delicious bumps on her raised areolas, and her thick nipples were fully erect. The sparkle sheen on her skin made for a spectacular effect as her gorgeous tits swayed and bobbled with every slinky movement of her arm.

Smiling sexily at the girls, she kept pumping my cock. "Think the guys will still recognize my shorts?" she asked me, flashing a quirky grin. The girls gasped again when she leaned in and parted her lips, pulling me by my ass into her mouth. Using no hands on my erection she began to face-fuck herself, taking me all the way down. After a couple of long, deep strokes, she buried her nose in my abdomen and shook her head on my length. With her mouth full of cock, she gave the girls another smile as she slowly trailed her lips back up my shaft. Breaking into a wolfish grin, she teasingly dragged her gleaming white teeth along my glistening dick. I jerked a little when she scraped over the ridge of the mushroom head, which she nibbled for a bit before pressing the tip of her tongue into the piss slit. Then she became serious about her cocksucking; for the next few minutes she hungrily bobbed away, moaning up and down my shining wet pole.

The entire time, she never stopped smiling at the girls. Finally pulling off, she took my cock and showed it to them. Looking up at me, she grinned, "God, I love to suck your cock. Mmmm, I always want it in my mouth." She went back down on it, noisily slurping on the head for a few moments before lifting again. "How long are you going to deny me my precious cum? Give it to me, baby. Let these beautiful girls watch you fill my mouth with your sweet cum. I want them to see your big, perfect cock, and I want you to show them how much cum you give me."

She started sucking hard, taking every inch, then she tugged her top aside to place her naked tits in my hands, and that's what finally did it; groaning, I erupted in a massive orgasm. As I shot rope after rope into her laughing mouth, Summer pulled back so that only my tip was resting on her tongue. Giggling like a fiend, she wanted those girls to see my cum firing into her mouth.

A little bit missed, landing on her chin before it dripped onto her right breast. After wiping her chin, she popped her fingers into her mouth; then, using her fingertips to spread my cum all over her tits, she made them glisten. Grinning, she made a cute "Mmmmmm!" sound as she finally swallowed the large load, though she did let some of it conspicuously dribble back onto her breasts, which she rubbed into her nipples.

"He has the most gorgeous cock ever, don't you think?" she purred to the girls, who huddled closely together and giggled as they watched Summer rapturously rub my gleaming erection all over her face and breasts.

"Here, have a taste," she said, swiping a pooling pearl from my slit. She offered her fingers to the first girl, who in sheer bewilderment simply accepted them; she sucked Summer's fingers, taking my cum, and the other girls shrieked with glee before giggling wildly together.

"Delicious, isn't he?" smiled Summer, swiping my cock a second time to give the hot Latina another taste.

Dumbfounded, the nodding girl again simply opened her mouth to accept Summer's gift.

Once the girl had sucked clean each proffered set of cum-covered fingers, Summer stuffed my cock back into my pants and buttoned me up. "Bye, girls," she smiled, giving them a friendly wave as she took me by the hand to lead me out of the billiards room and into the dance club.

"By the way," she grinned, "you never did answer my question about my shorts." On the edge of the dance floor she stopped and did a full pirouette for me, causing quite a few heads to turn. 

I laughed, "No, I'm not sure they'll recognize them anymore! Those shorts look just a little different now!"

"Think they'll like what I've done to them?"

"Unless they turned gay, there's no way they won't. Everyone here sure likes them," I said, admiring her provocative curves.

Employing the careful application of a wonderfully lascivious mind plus a zealous bit of doctoring with some sharp scissors, Summer had taken her tiny red and white nylon running shorts and crafted those simple yet sexy things into an ungodly hot micro-miniskirt. For starters, she'd cut the little triangle-shaped decorative hems on the sides into wide splits that ran all the way up to the waistband. Having removed the crotch, she shaped what was left into a gorgeous little loincloth design that only went down as far as her red satin Santa's Helpers panties. The panties left half her ass exposed, and so did the little skirt, while in front the skirt only came to her pussy. The white lace edging on her panties matched her white garter, and they both contrasted beautifully with her sparkling suntanned thighs.

"I wanted to wear just the panties and really recreate our first night in my Santa's Helper outfit, but I wanted to wear the shorts, too. Also, I wasn't sure that I could get away with only wearing panties here, especially these panties, so I came up with a Plan B!" she exclaimed, giggling into my mouth as she kissed me.

"You were incredible in blue for New Year's Eve, and you're incredible again in red. They'll love you," I said, reveling in her kisses.

"I just hope they get it."

"Well, if they don't recognize what you're wearing, it will only be because you look so amazing that it fried their brains. Face it, baby, once they see you again, they may not even be able to remember their own names. Have mercy on the poor guys!"

"Yeah, right!" she laughed. "They've seen me in a lot less than this! They may not even notice. Anyway, do you think it looks silly wearing them together, when they're basically the same length now? I also considered wearing just the shorts, but I really wanted to wear my Santa's Helper panties for everyone again."

Her cherry lips curled into a sexy grin. "Not to change the subject or anything, but oh, by the way, that gorgeous girl back there? The one who let me feed her your cum? She was just dying to suck your cock. Baby, she would've fucked you in a heartbeat, right there on the pool table."

"Maybe, but she was way more turned on by you. They all were."

"You think so? She was really pretty, too. Get me turned on enough tonight and who knows what I might be up for? I could enjoy her myself, or maybe I could watch you fuck her? Mmmm, baby, that would be so sexy, seeing that hot little slut cumming on my husband's big cock. I'd love to watch you fuck her brains out, just totally putting on a show for me," she grinned, mischievously biting her thumbnail.

I had just started to ask her about us maybe having a threesome with the young Latina when I was interrupted by the buzzing of my cell phone. Checking the number, I saw that it was Dave. As soon as I answered it, he said, "Don't respond to anything I say, and do not start looking around. We're here at the club, watching you from a booth near the bar. We just saw Summer twirl around for you. Goddamn, she looks even more amazing than before! We want to surprise her, though. Tell her we're sorry we missed you guys tonight, but we couldn't catch a ride to the island. Let her know we'll be by the house first thing tomorrow morning, and we'll be expecting one of her killer breakfasts. Say it just like that: 'Summer, Dave said they'll be expecting one of your killer breakfasts.' Then start dancing with her."

Making sure that Summer could hear my end of the conversation, I said, "Yeah, dude, that sucks. She'll be really disappointed, but I'll tell her. See you tomorrow."

When I hung up, Summer exploded! "No!! You can't be serious! They're not coming tonight? That totally sucks!"

"I know, I know. Dave said they got in too late to catch a ride to the island tonight so they'll be here first thing tomorrow morning. Oh, and he said to tell you that they'll be expecting one of your killer breakfasts."

"Oh, is that right? Yeah, I'll give them a killer breakfast! I'm going to put rat poison in their eggs! That's the least they deserve for letting me get my hopes up, only to bail on us! I was so excited about seeing them!"

"I'm sure they're disappointed too," I offered gently.

She sighed. "I'm sorry, baby, I know it's not their fault. I'm just being a spoiled brat. I don't want to ruin our night, so come on, let's go have some fun. Once you get me dancing, I'll get over it. Come on..." she said, pulling me onto the dance floor.

It was a slow song, thank god, and Summer melted into my arms. I can handle the ballads, but I'm completely hopeless with the fast ones. As we began dancing, she returned to the subject of having a wild threesome with our hot Latina. Grinning, she told me she definitely loved having sex with girls, which she described as "amazing." She said she was eager to do it again, though nothing would ever replace the feeling of being filled with a hard cock.

"What about strap-ons?" I asked.

"Please. No strap-on is ever going to feel like a warm, pulsing cock inside me. Besides, I love cum. A strap-on or a dildo can't give me a real man's hot cum."

"What about what lesbians always say, that only another woman really knows how to go down on a woman."

"That's the biggest joke I've ever heard. There's nothing a woman can do with her lips, fingers and tongue that a well-trained, properly motivated man can't also do," she smiled. "The main difference is that women usually aren't in such a big hurry, while most men can't wait to move on to the main course. If I can get a man to savor it and take as much time with it as a woman often will, then the only things a woman can offer me that a man can't are breasts and a pussy. Sure, breasts are absolutely gorgeous, and pussies are beautiful too. I won't lie, I love going down on a really responsive woman. Still, my body is built to make love with a man. As much as I enjoy eating pussy and having a woman go down on me, those things could never replace what happens inside me when a man makes me cum. I simply crave cock and male cum. God, sometimes I think I could almost live on it...just sucking cock and drinking cum.

"How did you describe it, Jake, earlier this evening? You said something like I was put on this earth to make love. I think you're right, baby. That's exactly how I feel, and that feeling seems to be growing stronger every day."

"Excuse me, but would you mind if I have a dance with your date?" came a gruff voice from behind Summer.

She didn't want to deal with some obnoxious drunk so she just buried her head in my neck and whispered, "Say no. Tell him I'm not your date, I'm your wife."

"Thank you for asking, but my wife would like to finish this dance with me," I said, looking over her shoulder towards the guy.

"Okay then, how about the next dance? She's awfully pretty," he said, becoming a little pushy.

Summer turned to face the guy, doubtless intending to tell him to buzz off; instead, she shouted with joy while jumping into his arms. "JOHN!! OH MY GOD, YOU'RE HERE!!" she cried, wrapping her arms and legs around him right there on the dance floor. As she frantically planted kisses all over his face, a laughing John held her up by her ass. Between kisses she managed to squeal, "How did you get here? David called to say you guys couldn't make it tonight!"

"And you believed him? That big gorilla is a lying bastard, and so is your dear husband," John said, smirking at us. 

When Summer turned to me, I copied her earlier gesture of making a little halo shape above my head.

"Huh?" she asked, thoroughly confused.

While still holding her off the ground, John had a big grin as he turned her to face a secluded booth in the corner.

Shrieking again with joy, Summer jumped down and dashed over to the booth. With a happy whoop she launched herself through the air, landing in the laps of Dave and Aaron. Immediately throwing her arms around their necks, she pulled them together, trying to hug and kiss them both at the same time.

BONK!

"Owww!" they shouted. 

She giggled, "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!"

In her wild enthusiasm to hug them she'd accidentally rapped their heads together like a couple of coconuts, and they both appeared to be seeing stars.

At first she was mortified, then she punched them while laughing, "Serves you right, you jerks! That was the worst trick ever! How could you buttheads be so mean? You even had Jake tell me that you expect a killer breakfast, after bailing on me? You guys just suck!"

Once their heads began to clear, they started laughing too. Barely able to contain herself, Summer attacked them again, albeit with much gentler hugs and kisses. John and I joined them at the table, and it wasn't long before we were all hugging her at the same time, smooshing her into Aaron and Dave. Laughing giddily, Summer shouted, "Woohoo!!"

When we finally separated, John took Summer by the hand and stood her before us. "It's been too long, Summer. Just let us look at you."

After blowing us all kisses, she raised her arms over her head and did a sexy twirl.

"Hey! That's your Santa's Helper top and garter...and those are the shorts from when you took your little detour into the pool...only they kinda shrunk!" laughed John, instantly noticing what she was wearing.

Summer jumped into my arms. "Oh, Jake," she said, her joyous eyes filled to overflowing as she hugged me.

"What? What'd I say??" asked John.

"You remembered," I grinned. "Summer was worried that you guys wouldn't even recognize the special outfit she wore for this occasion, especially after the way she doctored up the shorts a little."




Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 02



"A little?" repeated Dave, laughing as he admired her long, bare legs displayed to perfection in her sexy heels. "Look at those shorts! They used to cover at least most of her mouthwatering bottom, but now they're just...they're just going to kill me!"

Beaming, Summer turned away from us, then she arched her back and flipped up her tiny makeshift skirt.

"The Christmas panties!" shouted Aaron and John together.

Raising her arms high above her head again, Summer did another sexy little dance, showing off her Santa's Helper panties. "You all remembered!" she exclaimed, jumping up and down with joy.

"See what I mean? Simply by noticing what she was wearing, you guys just made this beautiful elf from the North Pole very happy," I smiled.

"Good god, Summer," John said, watching as she excitedly danced around, cavorting like crazy. "Fuck me, but I already loved that top and those panties, and that was before I ever saw you jump up and down in 'em. Girl, your breasts are even more beautiful than I remembered."

Summer didn't realize that as she was jumping up and down her gorgeous tits were bouncing completely free outside her top. She was simply too excited to notice.

"Ooops! Christ!" she giggled, holding her hand over her mouth. Blushing as red as her outfit, she tucked herself back in before smacking John on the shoulder.

"Hey! Why do I get slapped?" he laughed, playfully tickling her.

"Because you're such a perv! How long were you going to let me do that before you warned me?"

"Umm, forever?" he said, ducking as she tried to smack him again.

With a cute little growl she jumped on his back, and he stumbled into the booth, depositing her between himself and Aaron. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging and squeezing him over and over. "God, I missed you so much," she said, kissing all along his throat.

Touching her face, John said, "Not half as much as I missed you, angel."

"At least this time the wait was shorter," added Aaron, gently caressing her bare back.

Turning to face him, she pressed his hand to her heart. "You're right. Thank you for coming to the wedding. At least this time I only had to wait a month to see you again."

"A month is way too long, Summer," he smiled.

Nodding, she slipped into his arms, curling herself into a ball in his lap. "Thank you so much for coming. This is perfect," she said, caressing his jawline with her lips.

John took off to get us some drinks, and Summer stayed in Aaron's arms, nuzzling him. After savoring her tender kisses for a few more moments, he leaned down to whisper, "Sweetie, I think the big galoot to my right wants to say hello to you too."

Squeezing him again, Summer smiled her love to Aaron, then she slid from his lap to knee-walk across the booth to a grinning Dave, who was holding out his arms in welcome. When she reached him, she climbed straight into his lap and straddled him. "Hey, you..." she said softly, resting her hands on his chest. Staring into his eyes, she mouthed, "Thank you so much."

"So how's our gorgeous miracle doing these days?" he smiled, taking her hands. "Enjoying your honeymoon, I hope?"

Nodding shyly, Summer began to cry as she whispered, "Thank you...thank you...oh, David...thank you."

Dave looked over at me; embarrassed, he quickly turned back to Summer. When she saw that he had also started to cry, she threw herself into his arms, hugging him with every ounce of love in her body. With Summer sobbing into his neck, Dave buried his face in her hair, and they were both trembling. For the longest time they just held each other, unwilling to let go.

"Look at you, Dave, you big softy! You're acting like you've missed her or something," grinned John, having returned with drinks. 

"Yeah, Dave," said Aaron, eagerly piling on, "I mean, c'mon, she's only the sweetest, sexiest, most beautiful and wonderful woman in the whole world. Okay, fine, on top of everything else she also loves you to death, and she's absolutely in ecstasy over being in your arms again. Still, you call those reasons to start blubbering? Jeez, what's the big deal?"

Ignoring them, Dave and Summer just kept hugging in unbridled joy.

Finally Dave pulled back, yet all he could do was look on in sheer wonder at Summer. She gave him a deep, heartfelt kiss before turning to his hecklers with a warm smile. "You two, be nice to him. Yes, I do love him to death, and he's the reason we're all together here."

"No, Summer, you're the reason we're all together here," Dave said, unashamedly letting us see his tears.

John leaned over the table to kiss her shoulder, and Aaron said, "Dave's right, Summer. He's had this house down here for years, and we've never even seen it. We've also never spent this much time together, not as adults anyway. We've always been too busy, or just too fucked up in the head. Because of you we've come together again, and now we're here on this beautiful island. It's entirely because of you. You've changed everything, and all for the better."

When John, Aaron and I raised our glasses, Summer reached over to squeeze Aaron's thigh. "Just so you know," she said, smiling at them one by one, "I expect you all to marry me, exactly the way you said you would if Jake hadn't hooked me first. You'll see. I'm serious. You all said you'd marry me in a heartbeat, and I'd marry each of you in a heartbeat too, so that's what we're going to do. I'm starting my own harem, and you sexy boys are it."

"Don't look now, but I think she really is serious," Dave said, chuckling into her hair.

"Oh, she's definitely serious," I said. "If I got hit by a bus tomorrow, she'd marry any of one of you meatheads, without a moment's hesitation."

Aaron said, "John, first thing tomorrow morning, find out the bus schedules. Dave, drug Jake, then take him for a walk. I'll knock out the bus driver."

"Sounds like a plan," Dave grinned.

"I'd just have to kill you two also then," laughed John. "Don't you guys get it yet? This doesn't end until she's all mine. Jake saw her first, but I saw her second, so I'm next in line in succession to the throne."

Summer grinned at me. "Okay, we may not be able to take Alex home with us, but we're definitely keeping these guys."

I held up my palms in surrender. "That's fine, but you're in charge of housebreaking them. That big one there, he looks like he could make quite a mess."

"Oh, I'll clean up his messes, you just leave that to me," she said, smiling at Dave as she began grinding her ass in his lap. "Any mess you want to make - any kind of mess - just make it in my mouth," she whispered to him. "I want you to do it in my pussy too, and don't think for a second that I won't also want you to do it in my ass," she whispered again, nipping at his ear.

His head snapped up, and he lurched into her pussy. As they stared into each other's eyes, she took his hands and solemnly nodded. "Yes," she whispered.

Turning to me, Dave laughed, "Dude, I'll wear a collar. I won't chase cars. I won't even chew on the sofas. I'll be good, I promise, but you gotta let her take me home with you!"

"Yeah, yeah," I said, "I know your type. At first you're all cute and cuddly, but before too long you won't be able to stop humping her leg."

"Yeah? So?" he grinned.

"Yeah! So?" added Summer.

I said, "Look, it'll get embarrassing. With him shedding everywhere and tearing up the house when we're gone, we'll never be able to have Mom over for a visit."

"Here, you mangy mutt, have a doggy treat," said John, throwing a popcorn kernel at Dave, who caught it in his mouth.

"That's a good boy!" Summer said, petting him on the head. 

Dave responded like any happy dog would, giving his owner a big, sloppy lick on the face. Laughing, Summer licked him back, and that kicked off a pitched face-licking battle. Aaron started laughing, so Summer leaned over and licked him too, at least until he pulled her down and started licking all over her face and neck.

"If you're gonna lick me, at least do it right!" she giggled, pulling his face to her exposed breasts.

Summer lay on her back, her tiny skirt flipped up to her waist. While Aaron licked and sucked her breasts, Dave caressed her thigh, only inches from her tempting sex. Her bare legs were spread, and Dave was staring directly at her panties-covered pussy. He had to have noticed her new strip of pubic hair peeking out above her panties.

Summer suddenly seemed to realize where she was and what she was doing; bare-breasted and lying on her back, she was surrounded by four horny men in a secluded booth of a nightclub. Aaron was sucking her nipples and Dave was admiring her pussy, nearly touching it.

Clearly, that thought set her on fire. 

"Oh my god," she moaned when Aaron cupped her naked breasts before burying his face there. Unable to help himself, Dave reached out to touch the inviting tuft of auburn hair peeking above the top of her panties. Summer jerked, and we all saw the moisture quickly spread across the crotch of her panties. As Dave pressed into her satin softness, her pussy instantly enveloped his finger. Barely even touching her, he was sucked right into her welcoming depths. She was just burning hot and soaking wet.

"Ohhhhh, god," Summer managed to moan, "I can't take much more of this. Guys, you either need to stop right now or...please...just rip my panties off and fuck me."

Aaron sat up, and so did Dave. As Summer slowly pulled herself together, John handed her a drink. Taking a big swallow, she leaned back against Dave. She closed her eyes, just breathing and smiling.

"Thank you," she finally said. "You guys really don't realize how badly you drive me insane, do you?"

"Baby, the feeling is entirely mutual," I said.

"Mmmmmm," she hummed to herself. "So is everyone okay with the way I altered my shorts?"

"I think I can speak for all of us when I say they're a smashing success. Love your new hair too, Summer. You look even sexier now," John said, trying to help her relax. He was gesturing to her long, silky, newly straight hair. 

"It grew so fast, too. It's really beautiful," said Aaron. 

Summer misunderstood them. Her eyes had remained closed as John gestured to her hair, and she was probably still thinking about Dave touching her pussy while Aaron sucked her breasts.

"You like my new hair? Mmmm, I'm so glad," she smiled sultrily, then we all watched in amazement as she slid her hands down to her hips to untie her panties. She lifted her ass and took her panties away, dropping them on the table. With her eyes still closed she spread her legs and ran her fingertips through her pink lips, explaining as she touched herself, "I didn't change it much. I'm still completely bare here...." She caressed her naked folds, showing us her soft, glistening wet petals. "I just wanted a little something extra, and you're right, it does grow fast," she added, brushing her crimson nails across the small strip of hair she'd grown since the guys had last seen her.

Moving her hand away so she could show us, she finally opened her eyes again. With a dreamy expression she grinned, "Having just a little strip of hair above my bare lips, doesn't it make my pussy seem more naked? I think it looks sexier this way."

Everyone was just smiling while trying not to laugh.

"What's so funny?" she asked, beginning to giggle when she noticed our growing chuckles.

"Nothing, angel. You're absolutely beautiful this way," Dave said, giving us all a stern look. He brought his hands to her face before running them through her silky auburn mane. "Your long, straight hair is gorgeous too."

"You don't think the straight hair makes me look cold and bitchy?" she asked, smiling sweetly.

"'Cold' and 'bitchy' would not be the words that come to mind, no," I said, beaming.

"It looks fantastic," said John, and Aaron nodded his agreement. 

Running his hands through it again, Dave said, "It's stunning, Summer."

"Okay. I'm glad you all like it." Looking up, she gave us a sunny grin. "Mmmm, I can't believe you already made me cum. What's it been, not even fifteen minutes since John asked me to dance? This must be a new world record! I'm going to have to watch myself around you boys, aren't I?"

"I would, if I were you. No one in their right mind would blame a person for wanting to watch you," John said.

Summer grabbed her panties from the table and threw them at him. "You know what I meant! I'm just saying, I must have missed you guys even more than I thought. Look how easily I let myself go, and I came so quickly, even here in a nightclub." Grinning at Aaron, she playfully kicked him. "You, sir, need to stop taking advantage of my sensitive nipples with that amazing mouth of yours." Then she reached up to touch Dave's face. "And you, my darling, need to stop driving me totally crazy with the way you look at me."

"And how do you propose we stop doing these things?" smiled Aaron. He was holding her foot in his lap, gently rubbing it. Her other leg was bent at the knee.

Jesus, her legs looked incredible, and her bare pussy was a moist, shining beacon.

"Mmmmmm, I have no idea, and I really don't want you to stop anyway," she purred, lazily dropping her hand between her legs. "I guess I may just have to cum a million times, huh?" She spread her legs and moaned when she slid two fingers all the way inside her pussy; then, arching her hips, she began slowly fucking herself. As she picked up the pace, she pressed Dave's hands to her naked breasts and smiled, "Sorry, baby. I know you'd rather have your hands on my bottom."

"I believe I'll be able to soldier through, just this one time," he grinned, pinching her nipples.

"Thank you, and I promise I'll make it up to you. I need to cum now, though, and unless I do it this way I'm liable to become really baaaaad," she said, smiling sexily for us as she rubbed her foot in Aaron's crotch. With Dave continuing to worship her bare breasts, she stroked Aaron's erection while fucking herself deeper and harder. When she was getting close, her hips started to buck, and her soft cries turned to breathy gasps. Leaning over to kiss her, I took her moans into my mouth, which also served to prevent anyone walking by our table from catching a clear view of her.

I placed my hand atop hers; she pulled out, wanting me to take over. When I slid two fingers inside while rubbing her clit with my thumb, her pussy immediately began to spasm. Moaning urgently, her pitch rising, she broke our kiss only long enough to whisper, "Fuck me."

Faster, harder, I began to slap her pussy and pound my fingers into her. Her legs trembled, and she shrieked into my mouth. 

"Do you want a big one?" I whispered.

"I want you to fuck me, right here in this booth," she said hotly. Reaching out to grasp my cock through my pants, she leaned up and captured my mouth, sucking hard on my tongue.

Having received my answer, I slid my pinky and ring fingers into her thoroughly drenched asshole while curling my middle and index fingers inside her pussy. Quickly locating the rougher, spongier texture of her G-spot, I rubbed it fast and hard.

Screaming into Dave's coat, she released a broad stream of fluid over my hand and onto Aaron's legs, where he was still holding her foot. Her other leg kicked out; John caught it and held it steady, laughing in amazement as Summer continued to crash through her orgasm with small, flowering eruptions of clear cum arcing from her delectable pussy.

When she finally began to come down, I kissed her and smiled, "You're really getting good at those."

Returning my smile, she sighed happily, "You mean you're really getting good at giving me those."

"Oh my god, Summer! That was the hottest thing ever! I've never seen a girl do that before!" laughed John.

She gave him a warm, sweet smile. "I just started doing it a few months ago. I still don't do it every time, either. It's only with a really big cum, and god I love when it happens. It's the most intense feeling ever."

"Can you do it whenever you want? Can anyone make you do it?" asked a wide-eyed Aaron.

Laughing, Summer took him by the hand. "Don't worry, I'll do it for you too. You'll have no problem getting me there."

"Summer, I have to feel that," John said.

"You know you will," she smiled, rubbing his arm with her bare thigh.

Noticing Dave's conspicuous silence, Aaron and John simultaneously shot him accusing stares. Paying them no mind, he just continued caressing Summer's breasts, occasionally switching to her face.

She was positively beaming at him.

"Okay, asshole, why are you being so quiet? How come you're not freaking out like we are?" John asked, throwing Summer's panties at him.

Dave took those sexy panties and caressed Summer's face with them. While nuzzling her cheek against the moist satin, she smiled to John. "Don't you remember when David and I went to the beach on Christmas Day, and I played for him with those boys? He saw me do it then." She chomped down on her panties, giggling as she tugged them from Dave's hand. With another adorable little growl she began to chew on them, making him laugh, and he laughed again when she stretched the panties over her face. She was wearing them like a ski mask, until she pulled a leg hole over her head and wore them around her neck like a bandana. Beaming at John, she added, "Compared to some of the other huge, crazy gushes he's made me do, that one at the beach was only a little baby squirt."

"You really suck," John grinned, shaking his head at Dave. 

"Yes, he really does, and it's soooo wonderful," giggled Summer.

Giving her a sheepish smirk, Dave playfully snapped her panties around her neck, making her giggle even more.

Summer eventually pulled her makeshift skirt down, which really didn't accomplish a whole lot. Minus her panties, her pussy was still exposed. Her bare, shining lips were there for anyone to see, even after she got up to stand by the table. The sweet curves of her perfect ass were also exposed, as was the rear view of her very wet slit, which had thoroughly drenched her succulent thighs with a clear sheen of liquid Summer.

Seeing her like that, I just couldn't resist; I leaned over to cup her ass and kiss her pussy. When she reached back to snug my head against her bare bottom, I pressed my mouth into her deep split. She leaned down across the table, her arms extended forward, her breasts swaying beautifully. "You bastard," she grinned, grinding her ass on my face.

"It's your fault. With the way you look in that skirt, you're making me hungry." I licked a line up her thighs and over her graceful curves before returning to her sweet divide.

"If you're hungry, then eat," she moaned. 

"I'm going to go pay the bill," Dave said, laughing as he stopped to touch Summer's hair. When she reached out to him, he squeezed her hand before leaving, with John joining him.

Aaron leaned down to Summer. "Jesus, you are so fucking sexy," he said quietly.

Grinning, she reached for the front of his pants to rub his obvious bulge. "Don't stop. I'll cum quickly," she said, turning back to me. I was sucking her pussy, and she was moaning into her arm as she tugged down on Aaron's zipper. Noticing his look of panic, she just smiled, "Please?" He was not about to say no to Summer, which he proved when he let her reach inside his pants to stroke him. With a sweet little moan she pulled his cock out and slowly licked the length of his shaft all the way to the head before taking the entire thing into her mouth.

"Summer, we can't do this here," Aaron whispered. "Any second, someone will see us."

"Then as quickly as you can, show me how much wonderful cum you've saved up for me," she said, moving her ass in circles on my face. As I sucked her pussy, I fucked her gorgeous little asshole with two fingers while she hungrily jacked Aaron's cock into her mouth. She was pumping him hard, alternating between using her mouth in a deep sucking motion and her hand in a fast corkscrewing frenzy. "I've missed your cock so much. Please, cum for me," she whispered, gazing into his eyes. "I love you, Aaron, and I want you. Please, let me have you." Closing her lips around him, she moaned with delight when he immediately began firing off one hot ejaculation after another. She swallowed as much as she could before wantonly letting the rest spill down her chin and onto her breasts, which she left untouched.




Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 02



"Mmmmmm, so obedient," she purred, moaning as her soft orgasm flowed over my tongue.

Hugging her from behind, I covered her breathtaking nudity with my body while Aaron zipped up. She stood and pulled us into a sandwiching hug, which is how we stayed until Dave and John returned.

"That was quick," Dave chuckled. 

"Even quicker than the first one! We both came in under a minute!" giggled Summer, squeezing Aaron.

"Hey, wait a second. Both?" asked John, looking murderously at Aaron.

"Mmmm-hmmmmm...both," she grinned, tightly hugging Aaron, who scooped up a bit of glistening cum from her chin. Smirking at John, he slipped it into her mouth. Swallowing happily, she spent a few moments sucking sexily on his finger before releasing it with a cute 'pop.'

With a rueful laugh, John shook his head at him. "Dude, you suck too."

Smiling drowsily, Summer said, "It's time to take me home, boys. I'm wiped out, and we've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow. Little girls need their beauty rest."

"Are we still on for your usual killer breakfast tomorrow morning?" Dave asked, teasing her as we prepared to leave.

"Oh, I think it's safe to say you've all earned it," she said, beaming at us.

After only a few moments of waiting outside the club, we piled into a minivan cab. Everyone was laughing and joking, except for Summer. As soon as we were rolling, she leaned against me and fell asleep.

When we arrived back at the house, I carried my groggy little girl to bed, where she giggled as I undressed her. Once she was naked, she slid beneath the covers and called out in a sleepy voice, "Goodnight, everybody!"

All the guys came in, and she was absolutely radiant, hugging and kissing them goodnight. Her sheet had fallen to her waist, so as she gave each of them a hug she was naked in their arms.

"I apologize for not tucking you all in tonight, but at least everyone has their own room this time, and your beds are already made up. Sorry, Aaron," she said, smiling sweetly again.

"Ahhh, crap," he said, returning her smile. Leaning in to caress her tummy, he pulled her panties from around her neck and tugged them down over his own head.

Giggling her approval, Summer reached up and snapped them against his neck.

"Hey, since Aaron now has his own room, plus your panties, does this mean you'll come tuck me in when it's time for beddy-bye?" John asked her, smirking at Aaron.

Dave laughed, "No, you idiot, it means Aaron is now available to tuck you in. You two can just eat shit and die, 'cause this time Summer is going to be tucking me in every night!"

Summer gave them a warm, tender smile. "You're all a buncha goofs. God, I love you guys." She looked impossibly adorable as she stretched and yawned before lying back fully nude on the bed, her arms above her head. Her bare breasts were amazing, and her gorgeous smile was simply spellbinding. Noticing our mesmerized stares, she purred, "You really are a buncha goofs...a bunch of wonderful, beautiful, sexy goofs. See you boys in the morning."

As we all began to walk out together, Summer suddenly jumped from the bed and grabbed me by the arm. "Whoa, hold your horses!" she giggled. "Where do you think you're going? Someone's gotta tuck me in too, and baby, tonight that someone is you."

~to be continued~

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Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 03



"Aha! I see you found the old tank top," Dave said, hugging Summer from behind as she stood at the kitchen counter chopping potatoes.

Wrapping her arms around his, Summer smiled. "Did you think there was any chance I wouldn't? I'd already found it way before you left your phone message."

"Well, I was right, you do look absolutely amazing in it."

"Thank you, sweetie. I'm glad you like it on me. It's shorter than that little nightshirt you love so much, which at least sort of covers my bottom. I never need to wear panties with that one. Since I've been here, though, this one's become my favorite. If you want, I'll wear it all the time around the house."

"Only around the house? That sounds like you're planning on cheating me out of seeing you in it when we go other places."

"I'll wear it anywhere you want. That is, as long as you don't mind other people seeing the way it barely covers me, or the way I totally show through even where it does cover me," she said, smiling sexily.

The morning sun was shining in her long hair, and all her men were with her again. Snuggling in Dave's arms, she felt wonderfully warm and happy.

"Not at all," he grinned. "I like to consider myself a generous man. Besides, the benefits far outweigh any potential downsides."

"Oh, and what would those potential downsides be?" she asked coyly, giving her shoulders an extra shake as she resumed her chopping. Smiling to herself, she could feel him staring down her top.

"None that immediately leap to mind, come to think of it. Wait, back up. You were—" he began to say, only to be interrupted when she abruptly leaned over at the waist, pushing her ass into his crotch.

"I thought you'd never ask," she giggled, moving in delicious circles against him.

Dropping his hands to her hips, Dave held her dancing bottom against his thickening length. "Cute. Anyway, what I was about to say is that I certainly don't mean to be an Indian giver, but when you say you'll wear it all the time around the house, does this mean I am to be deprived of your beautiful nudity? I don't think I could stand it if you were to deny me our lap time, with your perfect ass writhing beneath my fingertips. I might go postal, you know."

Despite the warmth pouring through the kitchen windows, his evocative imagery sent a shiver rippling through her body.

"Can't have that, can we?" she smiled, pulling her top off. Turning to face him, she hooked it around his head before tugging him down to kiss her. "Good morning, beautiful man," she cooed, pressing her bare breasts against his hairy chest. He was wearing shorts, and all she had on were her sheer emerald green panties.

"Good morning to you, angel. Oh, and by the way, with your wild red hair and those green panties you look like a living, breathing Irish fantasy girl."

"An Irish fantasy girl, huh? Hmmm, okay, so this big, thick club pushing into me must be your shillelagh," she grinned, moving her heated pussy on his hardening cock.

"God, Summer," he said, sliding his hands inside the back of her panties.

"Mmmmmm-hmmm, you sure do know how to say 'good morning' to your kitchen help," she smiled, melting into his arms. "So am I to take it that you would prefer me without these panties, too? Slipping off this top still doesn't give you my naked bottom writhing in your hands. Your devious little mind seemed to go straight to the idea of getting me totally naked, and your wicked hands went right inside my panties, directly to my ass. Baby, if you want me naked, go ahead and slip my panties off. You know you never have to ask."

"With such a gorgeous Irish lass, that's a really tough choice. These panties look awfully cute on you, and they feel amazing. Besides, they don't hide a thing anyway. They just make you look...ummm...they're so.... Christ, I mean you're...."

He was fumbling; something Summer often made him do.

"You are so sweet, you know that?" she smiled, leaning back just to look at him.

Dave took her little tank top and held it above her head. She raised her arms, letting him slip the wispy thing back over her body. When she was semi-covered again, he lifted her by her hips, holding her high in the air. She squealed in delight as she gazed down at his joyous face, realizing that to him she felt as light as a feather.

"Did you sleep well, little one?" he asked, still smiling up at her. "You looked so beautiful in your new bed."

"After Jake and I made love, I went out like a light. I'm sorry we didn't stay longer at the club, or stay up longer once we came home. That was pretty lame of me to turn in so early, especially on our first night back together. I was just so tired."

Dave brought her back down, setting her on the kitchen counter. She spread her legs, welcoming him into her warm embrace. "What about you? Did you sleep well? How late were you guys up, anyway?" she asked, taking him by the hands.

"I don't know about Aaron and John, but I went straight to bed. I was pretty tired too. I don't like flying. I can't get comfortable, and I never sleep well in those tiny seats. Also, it was weird to be in the guestroom here, so that already made it kind of strange for me."

"I'm sorry you didn't sleep well," she said, affectionately stroking the tops of his hands with her thumbs.

"Oh, it wasn't only the crappy flight or the weirdness of being in a different bedroom. I had a lot of things on my mind, and I just couldn't get to sleep."

"Good things, I hope," she said, giving him an inviting smile.

"Yes, very good things," he answered, grinning broadly. He clasped her hands together, swallowing them up in his much larger ones.

"Anything you'd care to share? I've been told I'm an excellent listener, as long as someone doesn't distract me too much," she said, flashing her beautiful smile. She raised her eyebrows, prompting him.

When he gently stroked her thighs, her arms and legs responded with goose bumps.

"It was the effect you had on me when we first hugged in the club. As I lay in bed thinking, I realized I have never been happier in my entire life than when you came into my arms in that booth. I had missed my Summer so much, and it all hit me when there you were again, somehow even more beautiful and joyous than before, then we both began to cry. Summer, something very powerful passed from you, or through you, straight into my heart. It was like you were speaking to me, or maybe it was more that you were giving me something - something unimaginably beautiful, and it was unmistakable. Something incredible happened there, and it came from you. I'd never felt anything like it. To be honest, it overwhelmed me."

Pulling back, he studied her gorgeous eyes. "Summer, for the first time in my life, I felt that I was in the presence of God."

"But baby, you're agnostic," she said, gently chiding him with another warm smile. Her impossibly beautiful face held a sweet, loving glow.

Dave just stared at her, searching, and she could see that he was trying to understand what he was feeling.

"I'm sorry, David, I shouldn't tease you that way. Baby, I love you. Maybe what you were feeling was just how much I love you, and how overjoyed I was to be with you again. Maybe that's what passed through me, straight into you. God is many things to many people. For you, maybe God is love."

Holding her hands, he continued to study her; she returned his stare, wordlessly speaking to him.

He couldn't do it. Blanching, he blinked first, then looked down.

She touched his face. "David, what happened between us when we hugged, just listen to your heart." Gently lifting his chin, she gave him a sweet, sexy grin. "That wasn't the only thing keeping you awake last night, was it?"

Attempting to look into her eyes again, he said, "It was also what you whispered in my ear."

"You mean the thing I said right before you lurched up into me so suddenly? Mmmm, so I guess you did hear me."

Smiling, she leaned back on the counter, holding herself up with her hands. She followed his gaze down to her pussy, where they both saw her wetness spreading across the front of her sheer panties.

As he had the previous evening, Dave touched the small tuft of auburn pubic hair that was exposed above the top of her tiny panties. He gently pressed his fingertip to the front of her panties, feeling her hair there too before trailing down to her smooth slit, where he stroked from her clit to her moistening center.

"So beautiful...so beautiful," he whispered to himself.

Summer pulled her legs up onto the kitchen counter. Reaching to push the toaster and a set of kitchen knives aside, she stretched out lengthwise, lying facedown.

She was offering him his favorite sight.

"God, David, the way you look at me...do you have any idea how badly you make me want you? When you gaze at me this way, I just lose it. I swear, I want us to go completely crazy on each other. Baby, I meant what I whispered to you at the club. I want you to do it to me again...and again...and again. I can't stop thinking about it."

"So you really did mean it the way I thought you meant it?" Dave asked, worshipfully caressing the backs of her thighs before tracing the gentle slope of her ass.

"Yes, baby, I did."

"Tell me," he said, taking her bouncing bottom in both hands.

Her eyes smoldered as she answered, "No limits. Total freedom. Anything you can imagine, that will be everything I want. No uncertainty...no fear. You don't need to wonder, and you'll never need to ask first. The answer is yes. It will always be yes. I want it all, David. I want you...every bit of you."

Holding her precious ass in his hands, he asked, "Why, Summer? Why me?"

She smiled sweetly again. "Because you made me this way."

Rolling off the counter, she moved back into his arms. "And now you get to help me make breakfast," she said, her eyes sparkling.

He laughed, "Help you make breakfast? Gladly. Eight days a week. Where do I sign up?"

~ ~ ~ 

It seemed we were at an impasse. We'd finished breakfast and were all hanging out on the back porch, talking about what we should do over the next couple of days. Per usual, the guys were squabbling. John wanted us to go one place, Dave wanted to go somewhere else, and Aaron wanted no part of either choice. Summer didn't care where we went, nor did she care what we did; she was happy, regardless. I didn't really care either.

It was still at the friendly jousting stage, and I wasn't about to let it get any worse. Telling the guys we'd be right back, I took Summer by the hand and led her into the house.

"You've got a girl like that, and you're gonna be right back? Dude, you're an idiot!" John called after us, earning him a sunny grin from Summer.

Once we were inside, she flopped down on the bed and laughed, "Can you believe those guys? They're like a bunch of third-graders when you get 'em all together. God, you'd think they'd been tasked with bringing peace to the Middle East. Seriously, what difference does it make where we go? Let's just go everywhere! That way, nobody feels left out."

"Nah, it doesn't work that way with us. That's kinda why we all drifted apart a little, I suppose. John's fairly easygoing, but Aaron and Dave are two strong-willed guys who don't like to waste time, and they're both used to doing things their way. They don't often have to work around the wishes of others."

"So what do we do? I'm certainly not going to let them fight over such a silly thing," she said, sitting up.

"Neither am I. Look, I have an idea...."

Ten minutes later Summer and I returned to the back porch where we found John perched precariously atop the waist-high railing, trying to demonstrate to Dave how to surf. It was a funny enough sight on its own, but everyone completely cracked up when Summer tossed John an orange and a banana at the same time. Looking like a faltering gymnast on the balance beam, John was already struggling with staying steady on the narrow railing. As he tried to maintain his pose while also catching both pieces of fruit, he became a slow-moving windmill of waving arms...losing it...losing it...until finally he fell backwards off the railing. Landing on his back in the sand, he fell with all the grace of a drunken frat boy sleeping one off on a toilet.

Summer leaned forward to check on him, her arms folded below her breasts atop the railing. With one ankle crossed over the other and her hip cocked at a jaunty angle, her legs and ass were a sight to behold in those see-through panties.

Summer didn't even notice. She was too busy gloating.

"Smoooooth," she said, smiling down at John. "Remind me never to have you show us how to sky dive."

Laughing, John flopped down flat on the sand. "Hey, I was doing great before you distracted me! I had that bitch! I was almost all the way through! I was stylin' and everything!"

Aaron took an apple from the table and tossed it at him. Chuckling, he said, "Dude, if you wipe out that badly just from a couple pieces of fruit, I can only imagine how badly you must crash and burn when a seagull or another surfer pops up out of nowhere."

"Yeah, yeah," John said, sitting up to take a bite out of the apple. Pausing, he smiled at Summer. "Hey, wait a minute. Shouldn't you be the one eating this?"

Summer clapped for him. "Very clever! I'm impressed, especially for so early in the day. Okay, so if I'm going to give in to temptation, where is my serpent? I don't see any serpents around here."

"You're just not looking hard enough," John said. Grinning, he grabbed his cock through his shorts and comically waggled it at her before tossing her the apple.

"You've got it backwards, sweetie. A proper serpent goes out of its way to reveal itself to me, then it teases and tempts me," she said, making a big show of taking a bite out of the apple.

"Speaking of taking a bite out of the apple..." said Dave, ogling Summer's ass before grinning at Aaron.

"No doubt," he smiled. "I think you must."

A moment later Summer was shrieking with laughter after a set of chompers had clamped down on her tempting backside. Having pulled her panties up into a wedgie, Dave was going full-on Dracula on her ass, firmly biting it everywhere.

"Hey, yeah, I guess I can see where that whole 'biting the apple' thing would be awfully tempting," Aaron said, grinning wryly.

"Absolutely..." answered Dave.

A one-word answer was all he was willing to give; getting Summer's ass back in his mouth took priority over witty repartee.

"What do you think, Summer? Good apple?" Aaron teased, laughing over her wild thrashing and giggling.

"Doing okay over there, babe?" I added, also laughing at her predicament. 

Summer was laughing and twisting while swatting at Dave, yet she couldn't get away because she was blocked by the railing. Dave was holding her in place, bent at the waist over our erstwhile surfing simulator. At first he was making gnashing and chewing sounds as he attacked her beautiful bottom, but more and more he was just nipping at it and fondling it.

"I'm not sure," she said, managing to giggle it out between fits of hysterical laughter. "I've got a hungry beast biting my apple, but I still see no serpents, and my favorite panties are getting stretched all to hell."

Not wanting to ruin her panties, Dave released her wedgie. With the momentary cease-fire, Summer was able to catch her breath. Dave was still making intentionally sloppy eating sounds, moving his face and hands all over her ass as he pretended to devour her.

Summer's legs visibly relaxed, then she leaned down on her arms again, surrendering to Dave going Cookie Monster on her. She stuck her ass out, offering it up for his pleasure. "Anyway," she said, grinning as her lush bottom was being eaten, "I thought the story goes that I'm supposed to bite the apple, not be the apple, and aren't I supposed to succumb to temptation, not provide it?"

Smirking at us as Dave continued happily noshing away, she wiggled her ass back and forth.

"Summer, that perfect apple of yours is precisely what got you into trouble last night," I smiled.

Aaron laughed, "Yeah, Summer, that tempting ass almost got us arrested! Jake could've been hauled away for assault!"

Looking over her shoulder, Summer gave us a sexy grin. "I probably wouldn't have pressed charges. As a wise man once said, 'Don't you just love it when a plan comes together?' Besides, I wasn't doing anything. I was completely innocent. You saw what happened. I was attacked from behind while simply minding my own business, just like this. Okay, last night I didn't have any panties on, but I do now, don't I? So is this attack my fault too? I even got attacked from the front last night.

"Hey, come to think of it, that was the serpent, wasn't it? In fact, I'm pretty sure it was a California Kingsnake!"

She stuck her tongue out at Aaron, who laughed, "It was more like a spitting cobra, once you got hold of it!"

"Mmmm-hmmmmm," she smiled, coyly sucking on her finger. "See what happens when a good serpent does a proper job of tempting me?"

"So, okay, you're saying your panties have magical powers? As long as you have them on, you're supposed to be protected against surprise attacks from the rear?"

"Exactly."

"And yet here you are, under attack from the rear, even though you're wearing panties," I said.

"Sure, but with the magical powers of my panties, my rear is impervious to attack. It just laughs them off and sneers, 'Is that all ya got, punk?' My panties are like a highly advanced missile shield defense system."

"So, if for some reason you're ever caught with your missile shield down?" I asked, smiling with her as she enjoyed her new game.

"In strategic terms, it would mean that I'm inviting an attack, aren't I? My flanks are exposed, my borders are wide open, my key command centers are vulnerable. All my most important assets are revealed. I'm utterly defenseless. Look what happened last night. Minus my missile shield I was attacked, invaded, and quickly conquered. I was even attacked simultaneously on a second front, my northernmost front, and I was completely powerless to defend myself there, as well. It was like I was just begging to have a big missile fired right down my throat. God, did I ever blow it.

"It's not as if I'm unaware of all this, either. See, I know that if I become involved in a two-front war my defense systems will quickly overload and crash. When I take down my shield, I'm encouraging attacks from all directions. That's how important my missile shield really is!"

Standing, Aaron and I applauded her, and with a sweet laugh she bowed. Then Dave made us all die laughing when he deadpanned, "Especially your missile shield, which is obviously a highly advanced system. While most missile defense systems only defend against missile attacks, yours also seems to prevent basic field reconnaissance. I was sent in to reconnoiter the terrain, to locate and test the defensive integrity of your primary strategic assets, but your damn missile shield even guards against internal espionage!"

Everyone was still laughing when we went back into the kitchen, where Summer sat on my lap and said, "Let's tell them."

"Tell us what? Is that why you guys took off a little while ago?" asked John.

Summer grinned, "No, that had nothing to do with it. We just couldn't help ourselves. Following breakfast, we simply had to go knock out a quickie. John, of course that's what this is about, you adorable dummy! Jake wanted to discuss something with me."

She went over to John and hopped up into his lap on a tall stool at the counter. Taking his arms and wrapping them around her waist, she said, "Okay, this is what we're thinking. Though we're only going to be here for a month, Jake and I get to see each other every day. You guys are here for just the three weeks. Once everyone goes back home, c'mon, who knows how much we'll see each other? Maybe we'll never get to be together again for days at a time like this. Here and now, this moment when we're all together in such a special place, this is precious to me, and Jake and I won't let anything spoil it."




Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 03



"Summer, we'll be seeing each other a lot. Count on it," John said, kissing her on the head. Smiling brightly, she kissed his arm while snuggling into him.

I said, "Yeah, I know, it'll be a lot, or at least a lot more than we used to see each other. Still, this little bit of time we have here with Summer is clearly a special occasion. The one thing I don't want to see is for these three weeks to get ruined by everyone arguing about what to do and where to go."

"We wouldn't—" John started to say.

"Yes, we would," Aaron said, cutting him off. "We always do. We were starting to do it again, just a little while ago. That's probably what prompted this talk we're having right now, isn't it?" he asked, turning to me, then Summer.

"Yes, it was," she said. "Jake recognized the signs. Before it got out of hand, he came up with an idea that would make everyone happy. My first reaction was that it wouldn't be fair to him, but when he put it in the big picture for me I saw how it made sense. Now I'm excited about it."

I said, "I'm trying to make sure that none of you become all bummed out over not getting to do what you want, or from having to spend time doing things you'd rather not."

"That's just what we do. We always bitch and moan about the stupidest shit," said Dave.

I answered, "Yeah, well, not this time. Hear me out, then we can talk about it. My idea came from Summer's Christmas gifts to each of you. Since those worked out so well, you know we sort of borrowed them again for our wedding vows."

"That was very cool, I gotta say," John said. 

"It really was. You got my part exactly right," added Aaron, turning to Summer, who gave him a beautiful smile.

"I was shocked that you included me that way, especially with the word you used," Dave said, a bit bashfully.

"It was the right word, wasn't it?" I grinned.

Dave looked over at Summer. "Definitely." 

"Ooooh, are you going to get it..." she said, smiling wickedly at Dave. When she sensed the sudden silence in the room, she grinned before giggling to me, "Oh, sorry. Go on."

"So, yeah," I continued, returning her grin, "the idea of each person having their own thing seems to work great with us."

"Okay, but what does that have to do with anything here?" John asked, looking at Summer.

"Jake's idea is to let you guys sort of repeat your gifts, though it'll be a little different this time, at least for you and Aaron," she said.

"But not for me?" Dave asked.

"Not as much, no," Summer said. "See, what we're going to do is give each of you some 'alone time' with me, up to three days per person. It'll be like our own little honeymoons. You'll get to do exactly what you want, without having to worry about anyone else. With three days apiece, that should allow you all to do the things you were saying you want to do. Then, once our honeymoons are over, we'll still have lots of time for everyone to be together."

Grinning at the guys, she added, "Who knows, you may grow so sick of me that you might not even want the whole three days. The point is, it'll be like Dave's Christmas gift. You will each get to design your perfect three-day honeymoon, and I'll be your eager, happy wife. I'm going to love you and treat you as my husband, and we'll do everything you ever wanted. The best thing for you guys is you won't have to deal with any of the real-life issues of being married to me; only Jake has to suffer through such a curse. You get all the fun, with none of the hassle!"

"You're really okay with this?" Dave asked, looking curiously at me.

"Of course I am," I answered.

"Dave, weren't you listening? He's the one who came up with the idea," added Aaron.

I said, "Look, what's the difference? Summer is going to be with you anyway, so does it really matter whether it's here, back home, or on these separate little honeymoon trips? She already gives her love to you, and you all know she considers herself to be your wife, too. Regardless of what we decide to do here, she's not going to treat you any differently. This is really just a way to let each of you have your own special time with her, without having to squabble amongst yourselves."

"What about you, though?" asked Aaron.

"Okay, yeah, by doing this, Summer and I give up nine days or whatever of being together. We'll manage; we have our whole lives to be together. You guys, though, you've given us so much, even including this time here. We just want you all to have a perfect vacation too, where you get to do exactly what you want, completely guilt and hassle free."

"Any ideas on how this will actually work? None of us have anything booked. We won't have time to come up with anything elaborate," Aaron said.

"Aaron, look at me..." smiled Summer, gesturing to her threadbare yellow tank top and barely-there panties. "I don't need elaborate. Do you, to be with me?"

"Fuck no!" John said. "Who cares about the details? No matter where we go, it'll pale in comparison to being with you. I don't need any big plan. I'm sure we'll figure something out."

"Absolutely," said Dave, grinning at Summer. "I don't give a flying fuck where we go, as long as I'm with you."

"You're right," Aaron said, nodding as he turned to Summer. "Whatever we come up with, who cares? It's just details. You're all that matters."

Summer said, "C'mon, just from listening to you guys, it sounds like some of your plans should be easy."

"Exactly," I said.

"How so?" asked Aaron.

Summer said, "You were all arguing over who wants to go where, so that's what we'll do. John, you were saying you've never been to Bourbon Street and have always wanted to go there. That's what you and I will do. We'll take our honeymoon in New Orleans, in the French Quarter, or at least include it as part of whatever else we do."

"Yeah!" he exclaimed excitedly. "We'll rent a car and get a room. That's all we'll need. I'll finally be able to say I've been to Bourbon Street, and can you guys think of any woman who could ever be better to have with you in a party town like that? I sure can't. Summer, will you mind if we also maybe road-trip it a little?"

Summer squealed, "That sounds awesome! I love the idea of not knowing what's going to happen, and I've never seen the French Quarter either. Being there with you will be a total blast! You're the perfect guy for Bourbon Street!"

"See?" grinned John. "Piece of cake. The details don't matter. This one here, she's all I care about." He tickled her, making her jump and giggle. Spinning in his lap, she tickled him right back, and they both burst into laughter.

Once they were through with their tickle fight, Summer said, "David, you said you wanted to check out the Mayan pyramids at Chichen Itza. So take me there. How sexy will that be, just the two of us playing in the jungle?"

"Yep," he smiled, "that's the only extra place I really wanted to see this trip. Works for me."

Summer grinned, "Works for me, too. Before I go there with you, though, you have to promise me one thing."

"What's that?" 

Summer hopped down from John's lap and went to Dave. Standing before him with a hand on her hip, she playfully wagged her finger in his face. "No pagan sacrifices of your Summer! I expect to leave that place with my head still attached to the rest of me, got it? I don't want to see you getting so caught up in your kinky jungle maiden fantasies that our hot little honeymoon turns into a Mel Gibson movie. You can rape me all you want, and pillage me day and night. Those are okay. You can even strip me naked, cover me in tribal war paint and make me dance by torchlight for an entire village. No beheadings, though, and no eviscerating me! When it comes to appeasing some stupid sun god by sending my severed head down a well, I'm sorry, but that's where I have to draw the line. Capiche?"

John laughed, "Whoa, hold the phone! Stripping Summer naked? Painting her up and having her dance by torchlight before an entire village? Umm, I'd officially like to say, fuck the French Quarter! I wanna see Summer as a sexy Mayan princess!"

Summer grinned, "John, I'll be a sexy Mayan princess or a slutty Lara Croft or anything else you want me to be when we're together. Let David have his own trip. You and I can always go there afterwards."

"Yeah," I said, "I want to see Chichen Itza too, especially if it involves nonlethal sacrifices of Summer as a sexy Mayan princess."

Summer giggled, "Okay, it's a date! One way or the other, the three of us will go to Chichen Itza after everyone has had their honeymoons." Then she turned to Aaron. "Now all you said earlier was that you didn't want to go to the Mayan pyramids, and you didn't want to go to Bourbon Street either. You never said what you do want to do."

Aaron smirked, "Well, no, I didn't want to go to Chichen Itza, but that was before you guys made it sound like so much fun. Now I want in on that date too. I've already been to Mardi Gras twice so I don't need to go to Bourbon Street again, especially not during this trip."

"Then what do you want to do?" Summer asked.

"Do I have to decide right away, or can I think about it and maybe plan something really cool?"

I said, "However you want to plan it is fine. Do you care, Summer?" 

She gave him a huge grin. "Nope. Surprise me. Since you've just about killed me so far with your wonderful surprises, I think I'm probably not going to mind whatever you come up with this time either."

Staring knowingly at him, she fingered the silver bracelet on her arm.

"Do you guys care who goes when?" I asked.

"I wanna go first, just in case Dave loses his fucking mind in the jungle and cuts her head off!" laughed John.

"Screw that! I wanna go first, just in case you get so shitfaced on Bourbon Street that you manage to sell Summer off into some white slavery ring," Dave said.

Laughing, Aaron said to John, "He's got you there, dude. Before Dave would ever freak out and harm a hair on Summer's beautiful head, my money is on you getting so shitfaced that you lose track of her."

John said, "Yeah, well, you can't go first either, 'cause we don't even know what you want to do. For all we know you two will run off and join the circus, or you'll kidnap her and take her to Budapest or some shit, and we'll never see her again."

"I'm touched that you're only worried about never seeing her again. No, really," Aaron smirked.

"At least you said it, not us. You are a little touched. Always have been," laughed Dave.

"Okay, okay, pipe down. Closest to the number gets first choice," I said. After writing a number on a napkin, I handed them each their own napkin and a pen. "Between one and a hundred...go."

Once they'd written their numbers, Summer collected them and read them off. "David's is fifty...Aaron's is also fifty...and John's is...sixty-nine," she giggled, and we all laughed.

"You are such a douche," Aaron grinned to John.

"What about you two dweebs picking the exact same number, and for the exact same egghead reason!" John said, smirking at them.

I showed them my number. It was ninety-nine.

"Yes!" crowed John. "See? Sometimes you just gotta go with your heart!"

"Picking sixty-nine as your number was definitely not your heart talking, you moron," laughed Dave.

"Sure it was," John chuckled. "With all my heart, I love a good sixty-nine!"

Grinning, Summer went over and crossed her arms around his neck. "Wanna prove it?" she purred, nipping at his lip.

"Okay, choose," I said to John, shaking my head in amusement.

"First, of course," he said.

"Okay, Dave and Aaron, same drill...."

Aaron won the next round. Smiling at Summer, he said, "I'll go last. That'll give me more time to come up with something good. Besides, it's like a debate. The person who gets the final word in usually wins."

Having released John, Summer was just listening to the proceedings, her head resting atop her forearms. Bent at the waist, she lay across the kitchen counter in what was basically the same position she'd been in when Dave was molesting her far-too-tempting bottom out on the back porch. With her long hair framing her face, she smiled sexily at Aaron. "Oh, so now this is a contest? And what does the winner get?"

"That's easy," I answered. 

Grinning, she looked over her shoulder at me. "I prefer to be called 'Summer,'" she said, making a playful motion of pulling down her panties. When she had them around her thighs, she shifted her hips back and forth, wiggling her bare ass enticingly.

Of course John smacked it, making her smooth cheek quiver.

"Eek!" she squealed, doing an adorable little hop. She shot him a pouting boo-boo face, holding her silly expression until he gave in by rubbing and soothing the spot where he'd smacked her. Cooing for him, she wiggled her bottom contentedly in his hands. When he eventually tugged her panties back up, he treated her to another wedgie.

Continuing her tantalizing ass-dance, she smiled to me, "I'm sorry, what were you about to say before you were so rudely interrupted? I think you were going to tell us what the winner of this new 'Honeymoon with Summer' contest gets."

"What I was going to say is that the winner is easy to pick. He's the one to whom you gave this..." I said, smiling smugly as I held up my left hand. I wiggled my ring finger, showing her my wedding band.

With a wide grin she held up her hand, showing me her wedding set.

"See? No matter what happens with these three clowns, I know I already won!" I laughed.

"Yep, pretty much," Dave said. "Nothing anyone could ever win would even come close to that ring. That right there is the ultimate prize. When she put that ring on your finger, you won yourself the biggest lotto in the history of mankind."

"I swear, you guys just aren't as smart as you think you are," Summer said softly, her eyes glistening. She continued her sexy ass-dancing, even stretching up onto the balls of her pretty feet. While moving her hips in mouthwatering circles, she arched her back and slid both index fingers along her pussy. Slowly she slipped them beneath the panties, brushing her flowering lips. Spreading her fingertips, she gave the panties a gentle tug. Her beautiful slit moistly adhered to the narrow strip of material before releasing it, then she smoothed the wispy covering over her shining petals.

Her sheer panties were soaked right through.

She ran her fingertips beneath the elastic leg bands and over her ass, smoothing out the rest of the tiny panties. Once they were back in place, she closed her eyes and again rested her head atop her forearms. Smiling dreamily, she continued, "If anybody ever won the world's biggest lotto, it's me. Do the math. There's only one of me, and I get to love all four of you. I win."

With her eyes still closed, she stuck her tongue out at us while giving her ass a provocative bounce.

"On top of that, you hold the keys to the world's sexiest missile shield defense system," Aaron said, making Dave laugh. 

Opening her eyes, she gave us a warm, inviting look. "No, I don't...not anymore. Haven't you guys figured it out yet? I gave you my keys."

John grinned, "When was this?" 

"When Jake married me, and you still loved me," Summer said, turning to face us. Leaning back on her hands against the counter, her unrestrained breasts pressed forward spectacularly, showing right through her filmy, threadbare tank top. She peered down at her gorgeous tits, and her nipples were as erect as I'd ever seen them. She gently touched her beautiful tips, lightly pinching them one at a time.

Looking up with a soft smile, she leaned back again on her hands.

"As if we had a choice," John said, chuckling as he drank her in. "You married the lucky fuck. We have to support that, and we're all glad to. Loving you, though, that just can't be helped. It's inevitable, Summer. Of course we all still love you."

"Did you really think it would turn out any other way? You are who you are, Summer," said Dave.

John added, "We told you, this is for real. Between the four of us, you'll always have someone who loves you; someone who will do anything to protect you. Like we said, you're family now. Didn't you believe us?"

Summer looked down, not focusing on anything as she began to cry. Quietly, she spoke in a faraway voice. "None of you became jealous or spiteful. You didn't withdraw from us. I know you said you wouldn't, but...god help me...you really didn't. You still love us."

She brought her hands to her face, covering her eyes. Following a long pause, she raised her head and spoke in a stronger voice. "You truly don't want to steal me from my husband...your friend. Do you know how much that means to me? Jake never had any doubts, but c'mon, guys always try to steal girls. You three, though, you would all take me as your wife, and you know I'd marry you without a moment's hesitation, yet still you don't try to steal me and make me your own. After you made love to me, none of you treated either of us differently. No one became possessive or moody. No one judged me. No one thought less of Jake as a man for allowing me to be with you. Instead you just let me love you, and you loved me right back. You kept loving me, even knowing that I am committed to being Jake's wife - first, last and always."

"Summer, they love you, and that will never change. All they want is for you to be happy. Baby, you do nothing but love us. You don't deserve any bullshit head games," I said.

John added, "Summer, look, it's true, normally I would want to steal you. Who wouldn't? I would, and I'd try my damnedest to make you mine."

Summer stared appraisingly at him. "So why haven't you? You know I'm in love with you, and you also know how deeply I want you. If it weren't for Jake, Aaron and David, I would gladly be all yours. Most guys, they see the boyfriend or husband as nothing more than a problem to overcome, even if he's their friend. Getting the girl is the only thing that ever matters."

"Summer, doesn't John already have you? Don't you give him everything, holding nothing back?" Aaron asked pointedly.

"Yes, he does have me, and I want to give him everything. Most guys, though, they wouldn't be satisfied with that. Men usually aren't happy until they have the girl all to themselves so they can lord their ownership of her over their friends. The girl is merely a prized possession...a trophy. Why is John - why are all of you - willing to love me, knowing I've given my life to another man? That was the big question I initially had to wrestle with."

"Yet you say you gave us the keys, after telling us out on the porch what it means when you take down your missile shield. You said it's an open invitation to attack, and you're even encouraging attacks from multiple directions," John said, chuckling again at her sexy euphemisms.

"Yes," she answered simply, looking at all of us.

"During our Christmas together, you said weren't entirely ready for that," smiled Dave.

"I know. I wasn't ready then. Now I am."

John said, "So that question you had to wrestle with, the one about why would we allow ourselves to love you, knowing we can't have you to ourselves? It sounds like you came up with an answer."

"I did," she smiled. "I couldn't fight it any longer. First there was Jake, who married me even after I had given my body and my love to all of you. He knew who I was, and still he wanted me for his wife, forever. When Jake married me, it set me free. Just feeling it and living it every day, knowing deep down that this wonderful man truly loves me, that changed everything. Then, my god, look what you three have done. When you kept loving us, even though he was 'taking' me from you, I had my answer. You honestly love me, and you love him too. Maybe even more importantly, your friendship with him really means something to you. With you guys, it's not just convenient lip service. When push came to shove, you all proved your worth. You stood by his side and supported him. You didn't try to fuck him over. Not once."




Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 03



They all looked at me, then Dave said, "We never have, and we never will. It doesn't matter what other guys would do, or even what we might do under different circumstances. This is Jake."

When he continued to stare at me, I shook my head no. He glanced over to Aaron and John, who answered with subtle nods.

Summer asked, "What's going on?"

I shook my head at Aaron, but he said, "Fuck this. Summer, you're his wife now. It's time you knew the truth."

"Aaron, we agreed never to talk about it," I said, becoming pissed.

"Yeah," said John, "but that was before Summer entered the picture. What we have here with her, it's not exactly normal, you know? This has to seem really strange to her. She's obviously been struggling with a lot of fair questions, and she deserves to know everything, especially now that we're all about to go off with her on our own."

Dave added, "Jake, I know what we agreed to, but that was a long time ago. Summer needs to know. She's a part of us now."

"I'm out of here," I said, storming out the door.

~ ~ ~

Frightened, bewildered, nearly in shock, Summer stood shaking. Aaron went to her and held her, whispering, "Shhh, everything's fine, sweetie. Don't worry. It's nothing bad."

"Nothing bad?! He just walked out on us! I've never seen him this angry! How can you say it's nothing bad?"

Aaron looked at Dave and John, who both nodded again.

Pulling away, she leaned back against the counter, her arms crossed below her chest. Waiting, she stared impatiently at them. "Okay, talk."

Aaron took a deep breath. "Summer, you need to know that your husband saved our lives. I'm not exaggerating, either. All three of us literally owe Jake our very lives, so believe us when we say we will never hurt him."

Stunned, Summer could only blink in astonishment.

John said, "Look, he doesn't like to talk about it. Long story short, there was some asshole drunk driver, and a crash. Our car was on fire. Jake was badly hurt, but conscious. The rest of us were knocked out. Summer, he didn't bail on us, not even when it might have meant giving up his own life. One by one, he dragged us out of that burning car. We woke to paramedics treating us down in a ditch. Firemen were hosing down the remains of the car, which exploded right after Jake pulled me out. On top of everything else, he suffered a broken back and the loss of a huge hunk of flesh when a heavy piece of the exploding car nailed him. Girl, that crazy husband of yours threw himself over my body to shield me. Instead of trying to save his own skin, he intentionally took the hit."

Summer whispered, "That jagged scar on his back...he said he got it from slipping on some rocks at the beach when he was a kid."

Dave said, "Summer, now do you understand? We truly are happy for you and Jake, and we're happy too. Even though we can't have you all to ourselves, we really aren't suffering. Yes, I'm deeply in love with you, but I will never try to steal you from Jake. I'll kill anyone who ever tries to hurt either one of you."

"It's true," said John. "We will never try to steal you from him. Our lives are a miracle, and you're our love...a blessing from above. I am nothing but grateful that you're now a part of us."

Aaron took Summer by the hand. "If Jake loved you and you weren't Summer, we would still support him. We'd do whatever we could to help, and we wouldn't try to steal you. We will always be there for him, no matter what.

"That's not what happened, though, is it? Wasn't it enough that Jake was already my best friend? I'm talking even before the crash. Wasn't it more than enough that he was our guardian angel, saving all of us? Now he's given us his most precious gift...an angel of love."

Summer collapsed sobbing to the floor. She lay in a fetal position, hugging her knees as she cried. Aaron knelt to lift her into his lap, and she curled tightly against him. Cradling her in his arms, he carried her to the living room couch and gently laid her down.

Lying back, she closed her eyes and whispered, "It's really true. I've made love with all of you. I've given you everything I have, and you've overwhelmed me with your love, yet never when we were alone did any of you have a single bad word to say about each other or Jake. Not once did any of you give me even the slightest feeling that you were thinking, 'If only you weren't with Jake.' You never tried to undermine him, or each other. That would've ruined everything for me, and none of you did it."

Opening her eyes, she looked up at them. "Yes, John, I did come up with an answer to the question I was wrestling with. I found it on my wedding night. When Jake invited you to come down for our honeymoon and help us christen this beautiful home, and you were all still so happy for us, I knew it was real. I had no more doubts. That was it, and I had to make a choice. I didn't know why you guys are the way you are, but I could either believe it, rejoice in it, take the chance on following my heart and being deliriously happy, or I could play it safe. I could close myself off to you and try to protect against getting really hurt. I chose to follow my heart, and yesterday Jake even made me promise always to do so, as a condition of his own happiness."

Dave said, "I guarantee you that he meant it, too. Oh, and like Aaron said, don't worry about Jake. He's fine. He's all pissed off or whatever right now, but it'll take him about two seconds to get over it. You just listen to what he tells you, Summer, because he really does mean it."

Grinning, she said, "Nobody has to convince me anymore. I believe him. I just hope he doesn't stay angry at you guys, although I'm pretty sure I'll be able to shmooze him back to normal. He's easy. He's a sucker for my sweet-talk."

"Ya think?" laughed John.

She looked up at him with a warm smile. "So, John, that was it. When you guys were happy to come here and be with us, that was what really did it for me. That's when I handed you the keys to my missile shield, and I've been defenseless ever since."

Spreading her legs, she slid one hand inside her panties, the other beneath her tank top. Moaning softly as she caressed her pussy while cupping her breast, she said in a smoky hot whisper, "Now all I want is to get attacked, over and over and over. I want to be completely annihilated."

Her sexy display made Dave smile. "Summer, what about those two-front wars you mentioned earlier? Are you saying you're hoping for those too now?"

"My dear David, are you threatening me with an attack? Who knew you were such a warmonger?" she teased, batting her eyes.

"Nope, sweetie, on that score nothing has changed for me," Dave said.

John laughed, "Dude, please tell me you didn't hit her with your cheesy line about hating sausage fests! 'Girl, my cock is the only one I want to see in my fantasies.' You didn't drop that Barry White bullshit on Summer, did you? No way! Not Summer!"

Aaron laughed too. "You didn't. You couldn't. Not to Summer."

Feigning offense, Dave said, "Man, screw you guys! Yeah, I said that to her, and I meant it! I prefer being alone with a beautiful woman. Is there something wrong with that? What are you guys, a bunch of Druids? All I wanna see is Summer. I don't need to see some guy's O-face and another guy's hairy ass. Excuse me for not being a fag, you sick fucks."

Summer howled with laughter, then she said to him, "Sweetie, you're fine just the way you are. If you don't want to share your toys, that's perfectly okay."

"But what about you?" he asked.

Pausing for a couple of beats, her sunny grin melted into a serene smile. "I'm no longer scared like I was before."

"Back when you were still afraid of being judged," Aaron said.

Summer nodded. "Whenever you guys wanted, I would've let you all take me together. I almost started it that one day."

"You're talking about that time you suddenly jumped up from Dave's lap and ran into the kitchen, when all you had on were your tiny g-string bottoms," John said.

"Uh-huh. I was still afraid to let myself go. I couldn't make the first move because I didn't want to risk losing any of you, and I don't fear that anymore. I'm not specifically asking for it now, but let's put it this way: I definitely won't say no, and I may even initiate it. If it happens, I'm sure I'll love it, the same as I love everything else we do. The main thing was I didn't want to let any of you down. Also, yes, I needed to know that if we did it, no one would treat me coldly once we were done. I couldn't take it if you made me feel like I was just some worthless party favor to you."

"Uhh, no. Definitely not," said John.

"Now why would we do that? We love beautiful, sexy sluts!" laughed Aaron.

Summer guffawed, and he ducked when she tried to kick him. Laughing together, they ended up wrestling on the floor, kicking and tickling each other.

Chuckling as he headed for the front door, Dave said, "Okay, while it's quite fascinating and all to hear how Aaron loves sluts, I'm gonna go find Jake."

~ ~ ~

"Hey now, what's all this I'm hearing about sluts and party favors, and why wasn't I invited?" I grinned, walking back into the house with Dave. Having found me sitting on the beach, he'd filled me in on everything. Try as I might, I couldn't stay mad at them for wanting to include Summer, and we both knew it.

Summer let out a squeal of delight the second we came through the door. Disentangling herself from Aaron, she jumped up onto the couch and immediately moved into attack position: poised on her hands and knees, stealthily eyeing us over the back of the sofa...readying to pounce.

Calling after her from down on the floor, Aaron laughed, "Yeah, that's right, you better run! You knew I was about to pin you for the count, you little slut!"

Pulling her panties to her knees, Summer taunted him by wagging her bare ass right in his smiling face. She let him eat her pussy and fondle her gorgeous bottom for a few sexy moments, then she stuck her tongue out at him while scrambling over the back of the couch. Hopping down behind it with a cute giggle, she started to run towards me, but her panties around her knees made her stumble. When a laughing Aaron threw a pillow at her, she just peeled off her panties and fired them at him.

Grinning, she came shrieking towards me before leaping into my welcoming arms.

"When most people come home, they just get their dog greeting them at the door, barking and wagging its tail. This jerk gets a naked centerfold squealing in delight, leaping into his arms," Dave said.

John smirked, "I sure never had a dog like that."

Wagging her gloriously naked tail as wildly as she could, Summer made an adorable "Rrrrruff! Rrrrruff!" barking sound. Giggling, she dropped to the floor. On her hands and knees she started panting with her tongue lolling out, excitedly snuffling around my shins, all the while continuing to wag her beautiful bare bottom in the direction of a thoroughly amused Dave and John.

She turned to Aaron and grinned, "You want slutty? This is slutty!" Laughing, she wagged her tail even more provocatively, her ass raised high in the air.

Patting her on the head, I said, "That's a goooood girrrl!" When I reached down to pick her up, she eagerly jumped into my arms again, happily licking my face as I carried her back to the couch. I sat us down, and she curled into a little ball in my lap while continuing to wag her tail in Aaron's face.

"Dude, I think your dog is in heat," he said, kissing her dancing sex.

Nodding excitedly, Summer giggled, then she gave us an adorable whimper when he pressed his tongue past her wet lips and deep into her pussy.

"These friendly Irish breeds, they seem to be in heat all the time," I said. "Think maybe I should I get her fixed?"

Summer growled menacingly.

"Uh-oh, better watch it! She's a smart one, and I don't think she liked that!" laughed Dave.

While grinding her pussy on Aaron's face, Summer broke character to look down and giggle, "Hey! What kind of freak sticks his nose up a dog's ass? Only other dogs are supposed to do that!"

We all cracked up, and John crowed, "Well, Aaron? What have you got to say for yourself?"

"Woof?" he deadpanned.

"That's better," Summer said, happily wagging her tail again.

When Aaron resumed eating her ass and pussy, a moaning Summer slid her lower body off the couch; kneeling, she spread her legs, fully offering herself to him. She leaned into me, slipping her upper body between my legs before looking back at Aaron. "Since you're German, you must be a military dog. So, okay, here's a command for you: As you were, soldier!"

We all whooped with laughter, especially when Aaron responded with a crisp salute before rolling onto his back between her legs. Reaching up with both hands, he cupped her ass and brought her pussy down to his mouth.

Summer moaned, and as her eyes fluttered I stroked her face. "They told you everything, didn't they?" I asked.

She nodded with a little smile.

"Summer, I'm sorry I lied to you about the scar. I promise, I'll never lie to you again." 

"Why did you want to keep it a secret from me?"

"He wants to keep it a secret from everyone," John said, coming over to take a seat on the arm of the couch.

Standing at the kitchen counter, Dave added, "That's true. His mom is the only person he ever told, and even then he sorta bullshitted her. He left out most of it. You're the only one who knows the real story."

I looked up and said, "I owe you guys an apology. I should have understood that you had to tell Summer."

From the general vicinity of Summer's ass came a mush-mouthed, muffled sounding, "Duh!"

Summer reached down to swat Aaron. Wiggling her ass on his face, she giggled, "Didn't anyone ever tell you that it's not polite to talk with your mouth full?"

"Sorry!" came his muffled response, and Summer just laughed, dropping her head to my stomach. As Aaron ate her pussy, she moved her hips in languid circles while nuzzling her face against me.

"Do you at least understand now?" I asked, caressing her cheek. "I mean about why I trust them, and why we all trust each other?"

"Baby, I do, though not for the reason you might think," she said, moaning over the wet sounds Aaron was making between her legs.

"What do you mean?" I asked, lifting her chin to look at me.

"Jake, the friendship you four share is not only about what happened on that one day. Yes, you have an extra bond because of the crash, but if that had never happened do you really think they would screw you over and try to steal me? No, baby, I'm telling you, they wouldn't."

"I would! You taste too damn good!" came the muffled response from below.

We all cracked up, then John said to Summer, "The man does have a point."

Summer reluctantly giggled before saying, "That's bull. David, would you steal John's girlfriend? He never saved your life or anything, right, so does that mean his girlfriend or wife is fair game, and John can just go fuck himself?"

Dave came over and pulled up a chair alongside John and Summer. After pausing to think about it for a few moments, he grinned, "Well, yeah. John's a douche."

There was an explosion of muffled laughter from the area of Summer's pussy. Out popped a hand, and Dave leaned down to low-five it. As we all laughed, Dave slapped John on the back before heading towards the bathroom, telling us, "I'm going to grab a shower."

The bathroom door closed, then we heard the shower start. 

I said, "Summer, I get what you're saying, and yeah, you're right. We never would've screwed each other over, regardless. I've been telling these guys for years that they make way too big of a deal about it."

"Still, because of what happened that day, things did change," Summer said.

"Probably not to the extent that the crash would ever be the only reason we will never try to steal you, no, but because of what he did that day, yes, there is definitely something more between us," Aaron said, having slid out from beneath Summer to rest his face on her ass while hugging her from behind.

Summer brought her knees together, raising her bottom, then she arched her back to spread herself open for him. She moaned when he kissed all through her golden crevice; when his tongue penetrated her ass, she hissed into my stomach.

"Summer, they've always tried to make it such a huge thing. That's why I hate talking about it," I said, caressing her flushed, unfocused face.

"But why did you want to keep it a secret from me? That's the part I just don't get," she said before moaning, "Mmmmmm, Aaron, that feels so good...yes, do it, baby...go nice and deep...."

"It's that stupid 'strong, silent type' John Wayne thing of his. I'm just glad you know everything now. Deep down, Jake is glad too, so go ahead and ignore him," John said, reaching to join me in caressing her face.

She pulled him close for a long, wet kiss, moaning into his mouth as Aaron hungrily ate her ass and finger-fucked her pussy. While making out with John she began rubbing my cock, and I laughed, "A John Wayne thing? Jesus...whatever. Anyway, is everyone happy now? Can we just move on and forget about it, once and for all? Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you people? Here we are, on an amazing beach in Cozumel, we've got the most beautiful girl in the world with us, she's half naked, and all you idiots want to do is dredge up boring old war stories. No wonder our baseball team sucked. You guys are a buncha fags!"

Aaron started sliding Summer's top up her back. "Half naked, my ass," he smirked.

Raising her arms above her head to make it easy for him, she giggled to me, "Honey, I'm no expert, but I don't think they're fags."

Once he had her top off, he tossed it aside, leaving her completely naked.

"See? I think he likes girls," she grinned.

"Well, okay, maybe Aaron's not a fag," I said, taking Summer's breasts in my hands, and her eyes became narrow slits as she stroked me through my shorts.

John laughed, "Better watch out! I think doggie wants a bone!"

Nodding happily, she lolled her tongue out again, loudly panting. Like an expectant puppy hoping for a treat, she wiggled her ass at Aaron before dropping her head into my lap. Making whimpering doggie sounds, she eagerly mouthed my cock through my shorts as Aaron went back to eating her pussy.

When John got up to leave, he reached down to squeeze her breast. Still making cute doggie sounds, she playfully licked his hand while reaching out to rub his bulge. Grinning goofily as she ground her pussy on Aaron's tongue, she stroked our cocks, exaggeratedly panting all the while. Laughing over her silly antics, John headed for the patio door, saying, "I'm gonna go for a swim."

Once John was gone, Summer quickly turned back to Aaron and took his face in her hands. "Since you guys can't seem to take even the most unsubtle hints, allow me to be blunt. Fuck me, Aaron. I don't mean your mouth and fingers, either. No more teasing me. I need your long, thick, gorgeous cock deep inside my pussy. I want you to fuck me while I suck my husband's dick. I want you both to fuck me, right here, right now. Is that clear enough for you?"

She kissed him, biting him with a playful growl. Giving her head a small shake, she tugged on his lip before releasing it, showing him the fire in her eyes. 

As quickly as she'd spun towards him, she turned back to me. Using both hands, she opened my shorts, pulled out my cock and fed it into her mouth. Reaching back, she spread her ass for him. When she moaned the deepest of satisfactions around my shaft, I knew Aaron had slid inside.

Summer bobbed up and down my pulsing length, pulling off only long enough to say, "You're soon going to be fucking your sexy wife too, so you can't cum yet." Returning her mouth to my erection, she took it all the way down her throat, moaning as she enjoyed her fill of hard cock at both ends.




Summer is Hot in Cozumel Ch. 03



Aaron said, "I still can't believe how she does that. She's amazing, the way she so easily takes it into her throat."

Summer giggled, which was the first time I had ever felt a throat giggle around my dick, and I laughed, "That feels awesome! Summer, I couldn't possibly love you any more than I do right now!"

With her mouth full of cock, her eyes smiled brightly. She began to move back and forth, her body tensing as Aaron rocked into her while laughing, "You're already cumming! I love fucking you, Summer! God, I love it!"

"Mmmmmm-hmmmmmmm," she moaned, clearly thrilled to be taking us both at the same time. Thoroughly gorging herself on cock, damn, she was so incredibly sexy.

Once she was finished cumming, she pulled off. "Lie down," she grinned, positioning me on my back. She straddled me, moaning hotly as her pussy enveloped my shaft. Crying out, she took it all the way inside her silky wet sex; then, starting a slow grind, she leaned over and began sucking Aaron's dick before pulling her mouth away to say, "You too...you can't cum yet...."

"Aye aye, Cap'n!" he smiled, saluting her again, which made her giggle around his cock.

Laughing, he quickly pulled out. "Damn it, girl! Stop that! You can't do that!"

"Do what?" she asked, smiling sweetly as she continued to slide up and down my shimmering pole; fucking me as she sucked his dick, her pussy's moist sluicing sounds were a glorious symphony of rapturous lust.

"You know exactly what! That giggling thing, when I'm in your throat! It's fucking amazing! I almost came!"

"Sorry. How about if I do this instead?" Taking him back into her mouth, she used her hands on his ass to ram him home. "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" she growled playfully.

"Aaaaaaaahggggh!" he groaned. Pulling back out again, he was laughing like a madman. "Damn it, Summer, stop that!! You told me not to cum!"

Beaming with joy, Summer was absolutely flying on her sexual high.

Rubbing his cock all over her face before popping it back inside with another playful growl, she sucked him like she was starving. When she finally came up for air, she panted, "I didn't say you can't cum, I said you can't cum yet. I definitely want you to cum...deep inside my ass. Fuck me now, Aaron. Fuck my ass while my husband fucks my pussy...."

She tugged at his hip, guiding him into position, then she slid my body diagonally off the end of the couch, enabling Aaron to remain standing at the right height behind her. She leaned down and kissed me...and kissed me...and kissed me. For five unrelenting minutes she kissed me while impaling herself on my erection; when Aaron finally managed to wedge his cock up her ass, she screamed through our kiss, never releasing her mouth's purchase.

Aaron and I quickly managed to work out a decent rhythm together, and Summer began cumming nonstop, continually flooding my balls for the next few minutes. It was an incredible cum for Summer; with tears rolling down her cheeks, she cried out, "You're both inside me! Yes! Ooooooh...fuck your wife...fuck your wife...."

Kissing her wild eyes, I whispered, "We love you, angel."

"You can't stop! I want all your cocks inside me, fucking me forever!" she shouted. Taking my face in her hands, she gave me the most intense look I've ever seen; it was part lust, part shock and awe...and all Summer. "Never stop loving me...never stop fucking me...never stop...." It began as a soft cry, then she was saying it over and over, until it became a continuous breathy chant.

"Summer, we will all love you...and fuck you forever," I moaned deliriously into her mouth.

"Anything you ever want," Aaron panted, hammering her tightest hole, "but you can never stop cumming like this! No one cums like you, Summer! It just keeps pouring and pouring!"

Letting loose a gorgeous scream, Summer tugged Aaron around to her side. While I kept pounding her pussy, she frantically sucked him all the way down, moaning on his cock. Out of her mind with lust, she used both hands to pump him into her mouth. "Mmmmmphhh! Mmmmmphh!" she moaned around his shaft, then she pulled off and cried, "YES! FUCK ME!"

When he slapped her upturned bottom she shoved him behind her again, moaning, "Put it back inside me! I need you both inside me!" Driving wildly into her ass, he missed, accidentally jamming himself in her pussy. Letting out a primal wail when she felt two cocks drilling her clenching cunt, Summer erupted in a massive gush of clear, shooting liquid. "Oh god...oh god...yes...both of you in my pussy...oh god...oh god..." she panted in a rolling chant, until finally Aaron pulled out and slid back into her ass.

We were thoroughly jackhammering her; she was screaming and wailing, completely out of control. With her head whipping from side to side her long, shining hair was a wild blur of golden auburn sexual frenzy, and still she just kept cumming and cumming, drenching me in her ecstasy.

"Holy..." John said from the patio, where he stood simply staring. 

Summer sat up and extended her arms to him. "Love me, please...love me..." she said, calling to him through sweet tears.

John wasted no time in shucking his shorts and rushing to her side, where he leaned down to kiss her. She was moaning in a sexy rhythm; her shining face, taut ass and naked shuddering breasts registering the jolts from each of our thrusts. Hotly staring into his eyes, she twisted her amazing body to hug him. "Love me," she said again, and she wore an expression of utter bliss when he simply nodded while feeding his cock into her mouth.

"Oh shit, I can't hold it," Aaron groaned, watching in astonishment as Summer added John's enormous erection to ours in her insatiable body.

Trying to make Aaron cum, Summer responded to his desperate groans by wantonly moving her ass up and down his cock, finishing off every stroke with a wicked little grind at the bottom. With each thrust, she moaned on John's dick, "Mmmmmph! Mmmmmph! Mmmmmph!" Pulling off, she shouted between panted breaths, "Yes! All of you inside me...every minute...every day...filling me with cum!"

When she went back down on John, I grasped her breasts and held on as Aaron and I exploded together inside her. Releasing the cock from her mouth, she screamed while clawing and punching at my chest and John's stomach. For what seemed an eternity she screamed, clawed, and wildly flailed like a woman possessed. She just kept clutching and clawing, clutching and clawing, until finally her shattering orgasm had finished crashing through her. Flashing feral, ferocious eyes, she gave us a never-ending moan when she took John back into her mouth, frantically jacking him with both hands.

As Aaron and I rode out Summer's incredible orgasm, she reached back to Aaron's hip, holding him inside her. She wouldn't let any of us pull out; she wanted to remain filled with the sheer bliss of her lovers' pulsing cocks.

I don't know how Aaron's was doing, but mine had lost only a little firmness. It was still long and thick, and only a little less than fully hard. I kept pumping, and Summer went back to thrashing and clawing at John, pulling him by his hips and ass into her mouth.

John was bucking, then his breath started coming in shorter gasps, and Summer began to make a rising shrieking sound - it wasn't even human. Her throat was working John's cock, swallowing, swallowing, taking her third load of cum into her body, and I felt a hot flood spreading over my balls.

Tears were streaming down Summer's beautiful face, and that's when I noticed she wasn't only cumming, she was peeing.

Completely losing control, she pulled her mouth from John's cock and screamed, "FUUUUUUCK!!"

"Dude!! She's peeing! She's peeing as she's cumming! She's peeing!" shouted John.

Summer's ass was flexing, her stomach trembling, but what amazed me the most was the way her thighs were literally vibrating. When her body gave in, she flung herself down on top of me; then she just let it all go, covering me in her warm release.

She had allowed herself to disengage from Aaron's cock, but not mine, and both he and John looked on in sheer awe as Summer hotly moaned through the long, crushing moments of her total surrender.

Then, finally, she was done.

"Love me...love me...love me..." she whispered over and over, her tears freely flowing, her thoroughly drenched pussy softly quivering around my shaft.

Pulling up his shorts, Aaron went to get a warm wash cloth. Upon his return he went straight to Summer, who slowly lifted her face from my chest.

There was a stunned silence.

Summer's face, neck, chest and hands were covered in blood. She had bloody rivulets running down her nose and chin, and speckles of blood shone on her forehead and cheeks.

When we all simultaneously turned to John, Aaron said, "Oh...fuck."

John looked like he'd been in a knife fight. His hips, stomach and pelvis were ripped to shreds, scored with random scarlet streaks. He turned to check his ass, which was also a bloody mess.

Summer whispered, "I'm so sorry. I couldn't help it. I was—"

"Sssshhhhh. You were beautiful, baby...the most beautiful ever," I said, touching her hair.

John took her hand and kissed it. "No apologies necessary, angel. That was amazing."

Pulling his shorts on, he nodded to me, gesturing to my body. Following his glance, Summer gasped. Aaron's mouth opened, and even began to move, yet no sound came out.

My chest and stomach were completely Ginsu'd.

Summer lowered the side of her face into the blood; she nuzzled her cheek against me, purring as she moved it in slow circles. Coming to rest on my chest, she reached out to touch the only part of Aaron she could reach, which was his knee. "Smart boy, staying behind me like that..." she breathed, her luminous face glowing with a divine smile.

Looking up at John, she softly giggled, "Before we do this again, you guys may want to have me declawed."

"Never in a million years, angel. When we go on our honeymoon, though, should I make sure to have the front desk set us up with some plastic sheets?" he teased, giving her a gentle smile.

Summer moaned, "I can't believe I did that. I've never peed myself before. At first I thought I was just cumming again; you know, squirting and gushing. Jake and Aaron were both still inside me, driving me crazy, and my god, John, you must have shot a gallon of cum in my mouth! I just lost it then. I lost control."

"That's what I thought it was, too," I said. "I just thought you were having another one of your huge, gushing orgasms. Then I noticed it wasn't coming in gushes; it was pouring out fast and steady. I couldn't believe it. Summer, that was incredible. You are incredible."

Finally managing to regain his voice, Aaron spoke with deep reverence. "That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. The way you totally gushed cum, then just completely let yourself go, Summer, you are a goddess." 

Summer sat up, looking surprised. "Wait...are you guys saying you enjoyed that? You want me to go Jack the Ripper while peeing on you?"

John smirked, "I think you guys may have truly fucked her brains out. She's still not all the way back on earth with us."

"What's with this 'you guys' stuff?" she grinned. "Sweetie, you didn't get all those kitty skritches merely from being an innocent bystander. You were fucking my brains out too, you know. But wait, I'm serious. You guys really liked the way I totally lost control?"

"Summer, hold still..." Aaron said, reaching for her bloody face with the wash cloth.

She held up her hand, stopping him. "No...leave it. I want it on me." Gently running her hands over John's waist and my chest, she gathered more of our blood, which she smoothed all over her face and body. When she was finished, she beamed with pride. "I only wish I was also covered in your cum," she said, turning to us one by one.

Aaron smiled, "Summer, just like you said about us, you also don't seem to take unsubtle hints very well. So, allow me now to be blunt. Yes, watching and feeling you lose control the way you did, gushing on us, screaming, flailing wildly, even completely losing it and peeing - with all our cocks inside you - that was the most intensely erotic experience I've ever had. Yes, I really liked the way you lost control. In fact, I loved it. If I were Dave, I would even say I could worship it."

John added, "Summer, what you just did here, that was perfection. You wanted to make love to us, and that's exactly what you did. You surrendered your body to us. The way you held nothing back, how could we not love it? You showed us all what it really means to make love."

Toweling his hair, Dave finally came strolling back into the living room. When he saw all the crazy carnage, he stopped short. "Whoa! What in the hell happened here? I leave you kids alone for just a few minutes and the place turns into a Hieronymus Bosch painting!"

Grinning shyly, Summer looked up at him. "I had a bit of a missile defense system collapse. I kinda got invaded, a lot, and my central command centers all sorta went kaflooey!"

Dave could see the blood easily enough, but it wasn't until Summer's coquettishly blinking eyes directed his gaze to her pooling pee that he broke into a knowing grin. "I guess they sorta did go kaflooey, didn't they?"

"I think you would have been proud of me," she said, smiling softly.

"I'm sure of it," he answered, kneeling before her. They stared into each other's eyes, searching: he, seeking any signs of guilt or shame; she, looking for any trace of disappointment or rebuke.

Happily, they found only pride, understanding and love.

"Angel, you must have been beautiful beyond compare," he said, with a look of pure adoration.

Slowly studying us one by one, it felt as if Summer was laying bare our very souls before she finally whispered, "Being in love like this...the amazing sex...this incredible ride we're all on...where does it ever end?"

Lowering her head again, she pressed her face against my chest to collect more blood, then she kissed me, sharing the metallic tang. Pulling back from her kiss, she waited.

"Baby, I think you already know the answer," I grinned.

With her face a beautiful crimson glow of love, sex, tears and magic, she reached out to gather all our hands together. Gradually, wonderfully, her shining eyes revealed a warm, confident sparkle.

"Mmmm...the answer is we make love, and this ride never ends."

~to be continued in "Summer Voodoo," where Summer spreads her wings beneath an enchanting Cajun moon~

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