0 comments/ 41799 views/ 0 favorites A Holiday at Moniques Day 01 By: 4eyedbrit It was the first evening of our holiday, two weeks away on the continent, staging half way at our friend's house in the north of France. It had been a long day, overnight on the ferry, we had disembarked at 7.00 am and four hours later we were driving down the narrow track to Monique's house in the deepest French countryside. After the usual welcome feast we settled down to a bottle of well deserved wine. It was a warm summer evening as we sat on the terrace to the rear of the small and cosy cottage, catching up since our last visit two years earlier. We made the usual plans for the stay, where to go, what to do and who to see. Hillary, my wife, went upstairs in the stone built house, for a shower as the evening cooled. Monique and I adjourned to the cosy little, stone clad, sitting room and chatted merrily. Monique was an attractive woman, demure, medium height with short fair hair, slim with small boobs. She was in her late thirties with two teenaged kids and was a divorcee. The kids were staying at their father's house in a neighbouring village. Hillary was around the same age, shorter than Monique, but perhaps a little plumper, with a curvy body, shoulder length brunette hair and sexy 38 DD boobs. When Hills came down it was my turn for ablutions, after a long shower I came downstairs in my pyjamas. Both women were sat opposite each other chatting away, Hillary in a deep and wide arm chair opposite a matching green leather sofa, a simple but well appointed hearth and chic entertainment stack across the room, typical French rustic, with the ubiquitous continental style. It was unusual to see Monique drink anything, this was indeed new, but she and Hills were glugging it back with almost gay abandon, by the time I came back they were well in to the second bottle. Our welcomes were always emotional, tonight was going to be no exception. I managed to pour myself an ice cold beer and sit down on the sofa before Monique turned to Hills and bleated out in a thick French tone, "Why can't I get a man?" This was a reference to her last boyfriend who after several months had kept her hanging on and on, she knew how to pick them, ever since her husband had knocked off her best friend Monique had cut a somewhat lonely figure. To her great credit she had raised two lovely children and forged a career, but as a result couldn't hold down a long term relationship with any male suitors. Hills and I looked at each other; we had had this discussion before. "Perhaps it is because you try too hard, you get nervous and don't relax," Hills said. "I am still very lonely," Monique replied. "But you have the boys," Hillary responded. "The boys are great, but I need some adult company, a man". "What do you want from a man?" I asked, "love, sex, or marriage?" "I just want companionship," replied Monique. "Then get a dog!" Hillary joked. This didn't go down all that well, the tears started welling up. I was starting to think Hills had drunk enough. I glared at Hillary, swung around, took Monique by the shoulders and started to give her a massage. "There," I said, "try to relax, we are here now. Have you tried looking on the Internet?" Monique turned away from me and shrugged her shoulders to encourage me further. "Yes I have, but they only want one thing there." She said. "Money or sex, I bet." I said, knowing she still had feelings for her deadbeat ex. "Sex is easy to get, love is a lot harder," "I don't know why people are so hung up about sex," she said, arching her back towards me, her voice faltering a little. She took another sip of wine as she started to shuffle her backside deeper into the cushion. Hillary was watching, her eyes starting to widen and her jaw starting to drop. Monique's breathing started to shorten and her concentration began to waver. A slight judder shook her body; she arched her back further and let out a short sigh. Monique grabbed my wrists and moved them to the base of her neck and whispered, "Again," in a deep and husky tone. There was an eerie silence as Hillary, holding her wine glass, taking the occasional sip, gazed on in disbelief. I continued to rub as ordered. Monique licked her lips, closed her eyes and leaned towards my manipulating fingers. This time a stronger convulsion took a grip of Monique, she gave out a louder moan, "Mon D......My God!" she stammered out in a thick French tone. After an awkward and what seemed an eternal silence. Hillary asked, "Did you just .....?" Monique just burst out crying. "Oh my God," she kept repeating over and over. I let go. "I am so sorry," she kept repeating. "Its OK," I said, "you are with friends," trying to keep it light I said, "what is an, er, orgasm, between friends eh?" "It is just that it has never happened to me before," Monique replied. "Well you never had one of my neck rubs before!" I said. "No you don't understand, it has never happened before," Monique repeated. "What do you mean?" asked Hillary. "I never had an orgasm before," said Monique. "This is my first time, I always though of sex as somewhat of a chore and only did it to keep men happy. I always wondered why people made such a fuss about it" "You mean you have never came before now?" Hillary said in disbelief. "You poor thing, not even on your own – you know." She said making a twiddling gesture with her fingers in the direction of her crotch. "No...." Said Monique, "I never got the chance, I shared a room with my sister and getting married quite young I never did." I was getting more than a little uncomfortable, "Well it was only a small one, it's only natural, like a, a sneeze..." "A hell of a sneeze!" Hillary said with a giggle. At least I had broken the tension. "What is one small orgasm between friends," I added. "Besides you were being treated by the hands of lurve, just imagine what would have happened had I meant it!" "Two..." said Monique, "I had two, the second one wasn't all that small either, do they get bigger than that?" "Oh yes," said Hillary, "He is very good at giving the big O." "Do you mean with the mouth?" enquired Monique pointing at her lips. "Oh yes he can do that as well – he can make me come really hard when he puts his mind to it - do you not have a, you know, vibrator?" responded Hillary. "I tried one for my ex but it didn't do anything for me." Monique said lowering her tone. "Perhaps Hills can give you a few tips," I said, not knowing what else to say or even how to change the subject. Hillary pouted and pursed her lips at me. Before I could say anything else Monique drained her half filled glass, threw up her dress and pulled down her pants, "OK I am ready – show me now!" Hillary almost choked in her glass, but took a huge gulp and then squinted at me. I almost fell off the sofa! As Hillary started to describe how she liked to masturbate. At this point I was unsure as to where to put myself, there I was sitting next to our friend with her fingers moving towards her, rather hairy, gash and my wife opposite blurting out instructions. I dare not catch her eye but couldn't help staring at Monique's bushy mound. She struggled to find a decent rhythm, half covering her mound and pushing a stray finger into her pussy, she withdrew saying, "It is no good, I am just not sensitive enough," her voice quivering she was on the verge of tears again. "You are rubbing in the wrong place. Move up...., no down...., doh..." I knew that, when drunk, Hillary lost her inhibitions, as she was illustrating by being so forthright with her instructions, but what was to follow went beyond even that. With a tut of frustration Hillary stood up, yanked her skirt up, placed a thumb under each side of the waist band on her knickers and pulled them down, in a quick jerking motion. She dumped herself back on to the chair and spread her legs eagled, exposing her neatly trimmed quim, she drew her cunt lips wide open with one hand and pointed with the other, "Look" she said, licking the pointing finger, "Rub it here." Hillary is very sensitive in her clitoral area and I knew that she would come in a few strokes if she was aroused. Monique stared at Hillary's, now glistening wet cunt, as she expertly frigged herself. "How does that feel?" asked Monique. "You have just got to get into the groove." Hillary replied with shortening breaths, her ample breasts staring to heave. "I am getting wet, but I don't think it is working – it never does..." Monique started to give up. "You are still in the wrong place, that works better later," Hillary nodded at me, "go on, help her out." She said, slowing her rubbing and circling her swollen clit, concentrating on her own building pleasure. I took Monique's shoulders again. "Not like that!" She said, nodding again, motioning me further down. I moved my hand down towards Monique's right breast. Hillary shook her head again and motioned me further. I moved my hand down further, sliding it down, past the fold of her dress to the exposed part of her leg, I continued, glancing at and seeking confirmation from my madly frigging wife, until my hand covered her hairy slit. Hillary frowned at me. "Don't frig her, that won't work now will it? For God's sake Rob, go down on her would you!" She barked out as she pushed a finger into her wet hole, starting the final build up to an orgasm. I duly obliged, sliding down onto my knees, keeping at an angle so I could still keep one eye on my wife with her legs wide apart, now ramming two fingers into her gaping snatch. She occasionally took her sopping wet fingers from her twat to her mouth or pinched a nipple through her thin cotton blouse. Hills was almost at the point of no return, both Monique and I stared as she started to get lost in the moment. I moved Monique's hand away from her muff, spun my head and breathed in the scent of Monique's musk before pointing my tongue toward her silky, moistening slit. I began to draw my tongue up and down in long strokes, from top to bottom. Her clit began to swell, and boy did it swell. I pulled back to take stock. Monique immediately put her hands in the way. I gently pried them from her sweet gash. Hillary let out loud a gasp as Monique's engorged clit sprang into full view. There it was, as big and thick as a pencil rubber, sticking out beyond her hairy cunt lips. "There you are. Now you know." Monique said ashamedly, "I knew you wouldn't like it, none of the men do, they all say it is like sucking on a small boy's ......." "Its.... Its fantastic" I said stammering out a reply, I had never seen one that big before. It was indeed magnificent; I fell on it with my mouth, exploring the limits of the shiny dome and hood with my tongue, drawing the nub between my teeth and sucking on it as if it were an erect nipple. Monique's body twitched and twisted beneath me as we both explored these new sensations. After all this time her biggest asset was the cause of her inhibitions. "I have always been a bit shy of things down there," she said as she pulled at her minge to fully expose her knob. I circled and sucked home, moving away to breathe and down to taste her wetness. She moved my head back with her hands to keep my tongue at her button, raised her hips upward, her grip tightened and her breath shortened. Hillary came first and loudest, her body convulsing and bucking wildly on the chair. Monique was building too, forcing my face towards her cunt. Her legs started to clamp my head in place as she bucked her hips and ground her mound on my face. With a series of pants and "My God's" she came for the second, or rather the third, time as my tongue darted into her wet crevasse. "Wow, that was better," said Hillary as she grinned and cooed. "That's nothing!" I said, "I can give out better ones than that!" "Show me." Monique said, tweaking at her nipples and pulling off the remainder of her dress. "You have a magnificent clit," said Hillary. "Now that we know you can come; all we need to do is show you the right techniques". She stood, removing the remainder of her clothes and sat next to Monique on the sofa. Sitting with her legs spread she took Monique's hand. "Here you do me and I'll give instructions." She said taking another gulp from her glass. Monique's left hand snaked its way towards Hillary's inner thigh. "That tickles; you are supposed to be wanking me off not making me laugh, here like this." Hillary's hand drove at Monique's tight hole, inserting a finger right up to the knuckle. Monique gasped and lay back, determined to enjoy the ride. Hillary spun round, dropped to her knees in front of me, pushing another finger up Monique's wet and willing cunt. Monique drew her knees up, exposing her hairy bush to my gaze. She pawed at her nipples with one hand wand pulled at her clit with the other, wanking it off. The sounds and sights were awesome. Hillary shifted; now frigging Monique with two fingers, she lent forward and started to suck on the exposed knob, drawing it into her mouth like a straw. I was almost beside myself, this was every man's fantasy and it was happening to me. Here I was, watching my wife licking our friend to a frenzy. She was on her knees with her creamy cunt open to my outstretched hand. I started to give her what she was giving our friend, first one, then two fingers, driving them into her hot and wet gash. I bent down; enjoying the sight and sounds of my wife licking out our friend, her head now held down by Monique's firm grip, I knew Monique was on the way. Hillary's cunt was squelching and juicing as I increased the speed of my probing fingers. I pulled her butt cheeks apart with my right hand to expose her bud, watching it blink as her cunt gripped my frothing fingers in and out. I couldn't resist bending further and running the tip of my tongue across the wrinkled eye. Hillary gasped and thrust backward. Going with the signal I drew my tongue into a point and drove and it deep into her clenching asshole, she came, gushing come over my hand, her taught ass almost taking the tip of my tongue off as her muscles contracted around it. Hillary's moaning was muffled as she tongued at Monique's eager snatch, Monique came loudly too, bucking her body and gushing come over Hillary's face. The two women paused, panting, the scent of their sex hanging in the air. "What about me?" I asked, by now I thought my cock would explode. Hillary swung around and without wiping Monique's come off her face sank my meat deep into her hot mouth. I was gone, I didn't know how long could I last. Hillary was an expert at head, she could make me come in seconds and oh my God was she trying to. I thought my brains were being sucked out! I heard some shuffling as Hillary adjusted her position so she could drive her head up and down on my aching tool. She rarely liked me licking her arse and almost never took my come in her mouth but she wasn't looking like she was holding back. She began to sigh deeply as she drove her head up and down my throbbing cock in longer strokes, taking me deeper and deeper each time. Finally, almost cross eyed, I knew I couldn't hold on any longer. "I'm going to come." I said, giving as much warning as I could, to allow her the option to withdraw before I lost the capacity for rational thought. "Oh fuck," I sighed, as my eyes rolled. I gripped her head as my cock exploded, gushing its load deep in her hot mouth. Hillary was breathing heavily as I pumped more and more come into her, I opened my eyes to see Monique draped upside down, on her back, her legs on the sofa, Hillary was kneeling over her, sitting on her face. Monique lay there sucking at my wife's cunt, frigging herself to a stupor with both hands. A loud groan emerged from my wife's tightly clamped jaw as she shuddered to yet another orgasm at the end of Monique's tongue. Hillary had taken my come but retained it, by now she would have normally spat it out. Instead she stood and turned around to deliver her salty cargo to Monique, dribbling it from her lips, into Monique's wide open mouth. I watched, agog, as my wife dripped my thick come on to Monique's eager tongue. Monique drank it down, increasing the speed of her fingering until the point where they became almost a blur. She came, arching her back, squirting a jet of hot come on to the back of the leather sofa. She held a look of surprise and contentment, with a broad grin and victorious sigh. Licking the last drop of my come from the corner of her mouth Monique said, "Oh my God, now I understand what all the fuss is about, what have I missed for all these years? Thank you both." She cried again and we all held each other. And this was just the first day of the holiday! A Holiday at Moniques Day 02 I was sent to bed as Hillary consoled Monique. I must have fallen asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, what a day! I awoke the next morning after being granted a long lie in. Monique and Hills were both up, dressed, made up and ready to roll. I staggered downstairs to the kitchen, exchanged twinkle eyed glances but nothing was said about the night before. Both women were at the table in the small kitchen, shopping on the Internet using Monique's laptop. The women were concentrating on the screen, pointing and giggling. I assumed it going to cost me plenty. It would appear that I wouldn't be given much of a chance to discuss how they felt about the previous night. We embarked on the day's outing, Monique had planned the itinerary down to the last detail, where to go, who to see, as she drove us up and down the area. The last port of call was the supermarket, to get provisions for the dinner to follow later that evening. The girls went off to the local chemist; Monique was in need of some vitamins. They joined me at the car, walking arm in arm like two sixteen year olds, laughing and giggling clutching a large paper bag from the shop. "We got a few other bits whilst we were there." Hillary said as they climbed into the car. Later that night I helped to clear up after another sumptuous meal and then jumped in the shower. I joined Monique downstairs in the living room as Hillary went up, she was already half way through a second bottle of wine. I thanked her for the day and made polite conversation as we sat at the scene of last night's action. She took a big gulp of wine, looked me up and down and said, "All I could think of all day was your cock. Does that make me a wicked woman?" "No, but perhaps a little naughty..." I replied, she stood and came within range of my arm. I shot out a hand to cup her shapely buttock. She wrapped my wrist but didn't move so far away that I couldn't make a grab for the other cheek. "What are we going to do tonight?" she said, pushing her butt back towards me, arching her eyebrows and assuming a coy look. "I need to talk to Hills about all this, I need to know she is OK with it." I replied. "We talked about it all last night." Said Hillary as she came into the room, "Tonight is Monique's night, she needs to work out a few of her issues" "What about yours?" I replied. "Later," she said, "don't forget to take your vitamin pill," she rolled the unmistakable shape of a blue Viagra tablet across the small table, with a sly grin and a glint in her eye. "We thought this might add a little, er, staying power for you tonight." Hillary said with a grin, Monique nodding excitedly in agreement behind her. Hillary poured herself a large glass of wine and sat down. Monique disappeared upstairs for a shower. We made use of the time, chatting and moving to the same spot as the pervious night. We hugged, kissed and cuddled up like a couple of teenagers talking about and remembering what had happened, indeed it seemed that Hills was indeed OK with it all. She said, "Monique needs to explore her sexuality, I think we should help her". My cock twitched in anticipation. I moved my left hand to Hillary's crotch as if to warm her up for what was to follow. "Not so fast big guy, Monique has something special in mind," she said pushing my hand away. After quite a while Monique came downstairs and sat to my right wearing just a plain white tee shirt and lace knickers. I turned to place my arm around her. She smelled of roses and had re-done her make up, with bold red lipstick highlighting her thin but perfectly formed lips. "I've always had secret thoughts," she said. "Fantasies are perfectly natural, sometimes people are lucky enough to live them out," Hillary responded. With that Monique lifted the tee shirt to reveal her shapely, tanned and tidy frame. Her perfect boobs bounced into view, nipples already hardening as they fell free. She stood, with her back to us and removed her lace panties to reveal her rounded ass. She turned to reveal her fresh and cleanly shaven mound. "Wow! Have you just done that?" I asked. "Yes, this is for you, Hills told me that you like a smoothly shaved pussy," Monique replied. "You had better get some oil on that," Hillary said, "You don't want to get a rash." "I have nothing suitable and I didn't think moisturiser or Rob's after shave would work!" Monique joked. "Do you have any olive oil?" said Hillary. "Yes, in the kitchen, can you get it?" She gestured at her naked frame. "Extra virgin?" I joked. Hills came back with the bottle of oil, Monique laid out on the sofa, wincing slightly as the cold leather met her soft and supple skin. She let out another slight gasp as I poured a little of the oil on her smoothed pubic region. I let the thick liquid run down her inner thighs before starting to gently rub it into her exposed pussy lips. Her generous clit began to protrude from her moistening folds as I moved the slippery oil over and around her shapely cunt lips. Her slit was unfolding like a petal to its full extent as my hand massaged the oil, slipping occasionally to rub her awakening inner parts. I sat back and admired the shape of Monique's cunt. I took a deep breath to catch her scent, mixed with olive oil and roses. I let my hands wander further round and across her open lips towards her large and hidden bud, she exhaled and closed her eyes trying to concentrate on the sensations. Hillary wasted no time, she leaned over and started to slowly kiss and lick her way down Monique's neck, across her shoulder to her nipple. Without letting my fingers into her inner furrow I lightly brushed the surface of her opening, across her extending clit and upward to meet my wife's hand. Looking up I kissed and licked my way upward from her naval to join Hillary, sucking on the other teat. Cupping each of our heads Monique let out a satisfied sigh. She let go and pulled at Hillary's arm to guide it to her, now nicely lubricated, slit. I moved aside as Hillary shifted over Monique, she moved into the sixty nine position, tucking her calves under Monique's arms, levering her head upward to meet her pouting crack. She sat more upright and closed her eyes as she felt Monique's hot breath on her neatly trimmed quim. She let out a deep sigh as Monique's tongue hit the mark, arching her back, reaching out and raking her fingers along Monique's moist pussy lips. Monique's body responded by quivering as the attention of Hillary's hand raised her level of arousal. Gentle sucking and slurping sounds were coming from Hillary's nether regions as Monique went to work with her tongue. Hillary's face contorted with pleasure as the assault on her clit mounted. Hillary took my hand and guided it towards hers, already at Monique's aroused quim. She gently pulled at the hood to expose Monique's expansive nub. I ran my index finger alongside and down the slit, her hot tunnel was wetting generously. I gathered some juice and rubbed it over and around her clit, mixing it with the oil, making her buck and jump in the process. I moved my finger back to her warm hole, pushed it in easily again as her juices began to flow. Louder moans were coming from Monique as Hillary started to shuffle on her face, Hills was also nearing her first orgasm and by her look was going to lose all self control. Monique was building too, her hips started to rise to meet and encourage our manual stimulation of her cunt. Hillary couldn't resist returning the oral favours and fell onto Monique's clit, taking the knob into her mouth, drawing at it, teasing the end and running her tongue into the corners of its hood. I buried my fingers deep into her wet hole. Hillary started to lose balance as she came and fell off Monique's face panting, knocking me over in the process, this wasn't like a porno. We all readjusted our positions; Monique, on the verge of coming, thrust a couple of her fingers into her wet pussy. Hillary sat beside her kissed her deeply and massaged her right breast. She moved quickly to grab my waist as I stood up, she opened her mouth and engulfed my rock hard tip with her deep red lips. She drew it in, sucked it hard and then licked it like a lollipop. I could feel her hot breath quickened over my cock as she re-inserted her fingers and continued to thrust them up her wet snatch. She was moving closer to climax, I could feel her body lift as she drove her fingers deeper into her tight cunt. Her eyes rolled and she came at the end of her own fingers, her body bucking and rippling over her hand. "I have never been very good at this," she said as she let my cock out of her mouth with a plop, "Hills please show me how he likes it." Hillary, leaning forward, was eager to partake, she showed Monique each manoeuvre, sucking, nibbling and licking, each taking it in turn. One licked my knob the other sucked on my balls, for a time they sandwiched by cock between their hot mouths and kissed, tongues darting over and around the sensitive end. "My god," I though to myself as I heard the sound of each fingering from below, my legs buckled beneath me as the sensations became too much and I sent my come shooting from my cock. I came, jetting my thick load over their faces, hair, shoulders and tits. Without a blink they went to work, not wasting a drop, licking and sucking my come from one another, exchanging it in their mouths and licking the final globs from their fingers. The sight of this soon made my cock spring back to attention. I was on my knees opposite two sexy women, half squatting, pleasuring themselves, and each other, each with a couple of fingers, each half on the edge of the sofa. The sounds and smells were intoxicating. Recovering my senses and ardour fast I moved forward to taste Monique's sweet juices, she pulled back and draped her left leg over my shoulder. Hillary swung herself over Monique's lap exposing her rump, suckling a breast, still with one hand buried in her own wet snatch. I moved between one woman and the other, kissing, sucking, licking and fingering their warm depths. Both were now breathing heavily, each helping themselves when my attention was on the other. They kissed deeply and licked and sucked on each others hardened nipples as we became a mesh of hands, lips and tongues. I ran my tongue higher up and down each crack, running from the top to the bottom of each cleft, each time moving closer to the brown bud. I placed a finger or two inside each wet hole as each bud came under my attention, leaving one finger out to rub each engorged clit and running my tongue across and down their most private areas. It was harder to reach Monique's ass so I raised her other leg over my shoulder to allow better access, she swung her hips up to accept my tongue into her brown button, gasping as I drove it into the puckered orifice. Tonguing Monique's ass I moved my hand to Hillary's creamy snatch, to keep both building. Swapping hands and mouth I moved to Hillary's butt, slurping her cunt juices into the hot and tight hole. Both women's bodies bounced as they convulsed to simultaneous orgasm. I still wanted to fuck some ass, I began to draw my tongue up Hillary's cleft when she shifted away and climbed off. Monique didn't need more of a cue, she led me to sit and jumped on my lap facing me and saying, "I want you cock in me now." With that Hillary took my solid tool and guided into Monique's eager entrance. Her tight cunt gripped my shaft as I entered her, she let out a shriek and she settled, balls deep, on my rigid cock. She regained her senses long enough to say, "Don't come in me, I have no.... I am not on any...." I got the message, don't come yet. She sat back and swung around 180 degrees, my cock still inside her. Her legs were now over mine; she was facing away from me and opening her gash to allow Hillary access to her clit. "I always wanted it like this," Monique sighed, "Suck my clit Hillary; I want you to see me come over your husband's cock" I began to thrust gently upwards as Hillary locked her mouth on to Monique's protruding clit, she came in seconds, panting and clawing at her nipples, her come running down my balls. "My turn! My turn!" said Hillary, virtually throwing Monique off, pushing me on my back and mounting my throbbing tool. She rode me for less than a dozen strokes before she came too, collapsing on top of me. Monique gazed on opened mouthed, breathing deeply. Like a breaking melee we all straightened our positions. Hillary spun around exposing her asshole, Monique dived straight in and began licking and driving two fingers into Hillary's cunt. It didn't take long before she brought her off yet again. Hillary had lost control, she panted "Oh fuck, oh fuck," each time Monique's fingers probed her insides. "I want to watch you fuck her in the arse," Monique panted, "I want to lick her clit whilst you come in her butt," she said turning toward me. Hillary was never keen on anal, we had only tried it once or twice and, to my great disappointment, without any success. However this time she was positively encouraging it, spreading her ass cheeks wide for my attention. "Where is the olive oil?" I asked. Monique passed me the small bottle. I immediately poured some on to my cock, I span round behind Hillary and massaged a generous glob into her tight brown bud, mixing it with Monique's saliva. Gripping Hillary's hips firmly I gently eased my straining cock into her tight asshole. I continued to push until my balls rested against her dripping quim. She let out a deep groan as I slowly withdrew almost until the head was fully out, and then slowly pushed home again. I felt Monique's hand brush past my balls as she inserted first one finger and then a second into my wife's gaping cunt hole. I began to find a rhythm, feeling Monique's fingers inside Hillary's cunt as I thrust into her accepting butt. My pace quickened as the grip of her ass milked my cock. "Wait." Monique said to Hillary, "I want to lick you as he comes" We all readjusted, like a strange ballet. Me sitting, Hillary squatting over my lap facing away, cock in hand, guiding it into her eager butt hole, Monique, on the floor, kneeling in front eagerly watching as Hillary lowered herself on to my tool. Hillary's ass gripped my cock like a clamp as Monique went to work on her clit, she came again, bucking wildly, thrusting my cock deeper into her ass than I had ever been. As the vice like grip began to subside I lost my control, jetting my come with deep and satisfying jerks deep into my wife's arse. I was almost spent, unable to move from this position. "Your turn." Hillary said, hopping off with a loud "plop", my come staring to drip out from her. She grabbed Monique, spun her around and guided her on to my lap. Monique sat back as Hillary applied oil generously to her tight and puckered butt. "Have you done this before?" Hillary asked. "Once, but it was painful and I was too tight for his cock." She said nervously. Monique's arse let out a loud quaff as Hillary pushed two fingers into its tight depths, spreading the oil in as far as she could. "There that should do it, now allow me." Hillary took the tip of my cock, drew it into her mouth to deposit a thick layer of saliva and offered it up to the lubricated bud. "I want you to come in there," she demanded, looking deep into my eyes and gently feeding my shaft into the oily hole. I needed no prompting; I began to lift my hips upward as Monique drew her weight down. Soon my shaft was buried deep in her back passage. She tensed her body in discomfort as my cock sank deeper and began to rise up. Hillary sensing this fell on her clit, providing positive sensations for her to concentrate on while she became accustomed to this strange insertion. Monique was so tight, even tighter than Hillary, but she soon became used to the hardness invading her bowel. With generous slurping sounds coming from her clitoral area, we settled into a rhythm, slow and steady, rising until almost withdrawn and then falling balls deep. I felt the movement of Hillary's head as she moved her hand to her own cunt, frigging herself to yet another orgasm, this time ramming two fingers in her arse as she did so, farting out my come as she came, panting at Monique's distended clit. Monique was starting to enjoy the ride. Our pace quickened as I again felt the sap rising deep from inside my balls. She too was panting, biting her bottom lip and panting out, "Oh my God, oh my God..." With a series of deeper thrusts Monique came, followed by me jetting the last of my hot come deep inside her clutching bowel. She swung off and licked the remainder of the sticky come from my shaft, my wife eagerly sucking the rest from her gaping ass. Spent, we all stayed where we were, each connected to the other via a mouth. Breathing unevenly, Hillary spoke first, "My God that was dirty," she said. "This just keeps getting better. Tomorrow it is your turn Hillary," Monique said. Hillary nodded thoughtfully, I couldn't wait. A Holiday at Moniques Day 03 We only had a couple of days of our stay left before we headed further south to the villa we had rented. Thus far I had been drained by marathon sex sessions on both days of our stay with our old friend Monique, in her cosy and typically rural, French cottage. Today there was football on the television, at least, I thought, I might see some of the game and I hoped that I might even get some rest. Both women were full of the joys of spring, a spring in their step and a playful glint in their eyes. The last two nights had obviously done the trick. We chatted and giggled together as Monique, acting as our guide, continued to take us around her pretty and unspoiled part of the country. Later that evening, I was in heaven, or so I thought, as I poured an ice cold beer out and settled down in front of the telly to watch the game. With two eager and horny women on standby in the next room I wondered how long I would get, but was content to just simply count my blessings. As I drained my glass I heard giggles coming from the kitchen over the sound of the television, I opened the door to get a refill and both women fell immediately silent. A sly grin was on both their lips as squeezed passed the table and poured another beer, they were obviously hiding something under the there, but as to what I had no clue. With a wink Hillary said, "Don't forget your vitamins." "Of course," I said and dutifully took the blue tablet rolled across the table in my direction. Half way though the second half they came in, giggling and jiggling like two teenagers, carrying the medium sized cardboard box. It was the same one that was on the step when we returned from the day's trip. They had obviously been at the wine and hatching a plot. "A delivery," said Monique. Hillary placed it down in front of the sofa and provocatively wiggled her backside, standing between me and the television. I made a great thing of bending around and over her to keep my eyes on the screen. As she bent she pulled her shorts down revealing her bare and curvy butt before snapping them back up, that immediately focused my attention on anything but the game. "What is the score?" Hillary asked. "Um, one nil, I think, I dunno..." my concentration had wavered. As if to put me off further, Monique followed suit, standing by her side, forming a wall between me and the television. She also lowered her shorts, this time a little further so I could just catch a glimpse of her folded and shaved pussy lips. I motioned to peer around her, but keeping my eyes firmly fixed on her naked clam, still pretending to try to watch the game. She bent down picked up a tube of lube and placed it on the top of the telly, sniffing at the lid and humming. Hillary reached into the box and drew out a long and thick pink dildo, veined and moulded in the shape of a large cock. She ran it under her nose as if it were a cigar, ran it along the crease of her groin before placing it next to the bottle of lube. She turned to face me, pulled down the front of her shorts to flash her puffy cunt lips, playfully, distracting me yet further. Next Monique reached deep into the box and slowly pulled out a vibrator, turning it on and waving it around like a light sabre, running it over the camel toe in her tight white shorts. She too dropped the front, exposing her hairless and pouting snatch. Tweaking her clit between thumb and fore finger, she raised them to her nose and sniffed deeply, before snapping her shorts up. Hillary danced in front of the television, cupping a breast, tweaking the nipple and finally raising the full breast towards her mouth. With a slurping sound she attached her mouth to the nipple, sucking and drawing it to full erection, letting go with a popping sound. She repeated the feat with her other breast. "I didn't know you could do that," I said. "You would be surprised at what I can do!" She replied with a glint in her eye and a sexy smile, she raised both breasts together and juggled them up and down, bowing forward as she retreated back to the cardboard box. The final straw came when they both reached in and pulled out a giant and bendy double ended dildo, wrestling it like a snake. I hit the remote, "OK, you win, you have my full attention. So, what else have you got in there?" I said, whilst trying to stifle the rising cock in my shorts. "All sorts, but you will have to wait and see!" Hillary said excitedly, "tonight is my turn." Both women sat down next to me and started to disrobe me, in seconds I was stripped naked. My mouth dropped open as they jumped out of their clothes, grabbed a toy and lay on the floor, facing me with their legs open wide. At my feet both went to work, sucking, nibbling and running their chosen tools over their naked bodies. They gazed into each others eyes as they lubed up and slowly lowered their toys towards their eagerly awaiting pussies. Monique slipped the pink head of the dildo into her opening first and with a sigh it disappeared fully into her moist depths. The noise echoed around the small room with the tone of the vibro muffling as Hillary buried it deep between her spreading pussy lips. In almost perfect synchronisation they thrust the toys into themselves. My cock jumped and twitched as the sounds and the scent of enjoyment began to flow. I started to rise off the chair. Hillary opened an eye, raised her head off the floor and said, "Stay there and enjoy the show." OK, I thought, and sat back. The girls continued their synchronised masturbation. The vibro did the trick first; Hillary bucked and writhed to a noisy orgasm. She immediately rolled over, took one of Monique's nipples in her mouth and applied the buzzing toy to her swollen clit. This was enough to bring Monique off, her body quivering and shaking as the come dribbled out of her pussy down her butt crack, leaving a wet patch on the rug below. Hillary grabbed the doubled ended dildo and fed one end in Monique's still pulsing quim. Climbing on top she fed the other end into herself. Awkwardly they began to continue the show, fucking each other with the slippery and rubbery toy, experimenting with positions and thrusts until they found their rhythm, grinding and meshing their pubic bones together. Hillary was deep kissing Monique, then sucking at her nipple and riding her as I would when at the height of passion. She was bucking wildly on top of Monique, bouncing her clit against Monique's larger and superior nub. Monique's climax induced another from Hillary. I watched in awe as her butt hole winked and blinked in time with her internal contractions. Her cunt was dripping wet as she pulled the flexible end from Monique, bent it over and thrust it towards Monique's open mouth. Monique took the entire length in, gagging on the soft plastic, covering it in her saliva. Hillary withdrew her cock from Monique's mouth, bent it double and placed the freshly lubricated end into her own asshole. She gripped her eyes tight shut as she manoeuvred to plastic tool into her deep back end. Monique then grabbed the curve of the slippery tool and drove it in and out of Hillary with one hand whilst inserting the dildo deep into her own wet gash. Quickening her pace Monique brought Hillary to another crushing orgasm, her body bucking and shaking as she the double ended toy simultaneously stretched her pussy and arse. The sight of Monique on her knees, ramming a dildo up her cunt and yanking on the loop pleasuring my wife was intoxicating. My hand was involuntarily moving to my cock, pulling on it to relieve the pressure. Removing the double ender with an audible plop, Hillary went back to the box. She came out clutching a big black leather strap-on. Wide eyed with excitement and anticipation, standing up, she skilfully assembled and adorned the complex toy. Monique turned around and slid my rock solid cock into her mouth. I could feel her hot breath against my balls as her spit ran down my straining shaft. Between licks she turned to Hillary and demanded, "Put it in my ass." Hillary applied some lube and duly obliged. Monique's oral grip on my tool tightened as her asshole was invaded by the giant strap-on cock. Hillary began to thrust, hard, deep into Monique's distended butt. "God this feels good," Hillary said, "this thing is actually going to make me come!" Monique said, "God I love it in my ass. Rob, please lick my clit." I manoeuvred myself under Monique, watching as the black strap-on reamed her back passage. I managed to attach my lips to her hardened clit, hold on and drive her towards orgasm. She ground her cunt to my face and came as Hillary held her by the hips and thrust the black member in deeper and harder. With two further sharp and deep thrusts Hillary came against the inside of the black plastic strap-on. "Fuck my cunt," Monique demanded. She turned over to allow Hillary to fuck her dripping cunt with the strap on. She put her legs high in the air, wrapping them around Hillary's back as she pushed the large black end deep into her pussy. Hillary, now on her knees presented a tempting target. Moving around behind her I pulled the leather strap to one side before thrusting my rock hard member into her enthusiastic twat. Each thrust into Hillary was transferred into Monique. The harder I fucked Hillary, the harder and deeper Monique was being fucked. After a dozen or so deep thrusts, they came together, panting, kissing and fondling as the spasms rippled through their bodies. "Let me have a go with that," said Monique relieving Hillary of the strap-on. Monique got into the harness as Hillary started to suck the life out of me. Monique came up behind her to take her doggy style as she sucked her come off my rock hard and throbbing cock. "Oh god, this thing does help you come," Monique said as she pounded harder into Hillary, grinding her clit into back of the plastic cock. Monique fucked Hillary faster and harder making her simply lay her mouth open over the head of my cock, with each thrust her head was jolted forward over my cock, pushing it deeper down her throat. Hillary was gone, her body was limp and she was approaching another major climax. My cock was deep in her mouth, beyond the back of her mouth, down her throat making her gag, but she didn't stop; Hillary had never deep throated me before, deliberately or not. Monique continued to the pound the thick black plastic cock into Hillary, Hillary continued to deep throat my meat, her teeth sharply gripping me at the base. Her body tensed as she came, her hot breath spilling over my groin and taking me over the edge. I came with a whimper, pumping come deep into her throat. I looked down to see a river of come running down her legs. "I want it in both ends," Hillary said in an unsteady voice. "Fuck me, both of you". She rolled me onto my back, grabbed my still hard cock and pushed it into her gaping and soaking cunt. "Fuck my arse," she said turning to Monique and pulling her knees up beyond my waist. Monique positioned herself behind Hillary, between my outspread legs, applied some lube and slid the black strap-on, inch by inch, into Hillary's accepting ass. Hillary gasped and cooed as both her holes were being filled again. The sensation on my cock was intense as Monique started to pound Hillary's asshole, loud farting noises started to emanate from her distended butt as she built to yet another orgasm, but she was beyond caring. Hillary was hanging limp, sweating, flushed and short of breath, she shuddered as another climax rocked her body. That took me over the edge again, I moaned as the hot come was drawn up into her gripping quim. She sucked and kissed at anything that came before her, fingers, mouth or dildo. Come streamed from her pussy. Monique withdrew the strap-on leaving Hillary's ass to wink open in a wide gape. My come starting to run out and down her milky thigh. Monique bent forward and took a sip of the emerging juices. "I need some come in me too," said Monique. She threw off the strap-on, bent over, spread her ass cheeks and looked over her shoulder at me with an enquiring gaze. Hills slid off, unable to muster any more strength. I climbed to kneel and crawled behind Monique. She grabbed the tube and lubed my tool with one hand and then guided the shaft into her hot back end with the other. She increased her breathing as she drew it up, inch by inch, until it was all the way in to the hilt. Monique let out a gasp as I started to thrust home, my balls slapping at her wet cunt hole. I moved deeper and faster, deeper and faster, the slapping noise steadily growing as I built my speed and rhythm. Her asshole seemed to be gripping my rod all the way up its length as it stabbed into her depths. The sensation was exquisite as I sensed the rising come in my balls, Monique's ass had fully succumbed to my firm tool and was welcoming every deep thrust with increasing urgency. As my cock spat its thick load into her deep hole, Monique came, letting out a loud gasp, spraying my balls with hot come from her pulsating twat, as she pinched and clawed at her nipples. Still panting, she turned as my softening cock slipped from her come filled rectum, "It is your turn tomorrow, I wonder, what will your pleasure be?" A Holiday at Moniques Day 04 Tonight was my night; tonight I would get to decide what would happen. I had been giving it much thought since Monique had reminded me of that last night. I had decided that my fantasy was to capture this evening's session on film so that Hillary and I could watch and fuck to it throughout the cold winter months. I was also fascinated as to what was left in the box. When all the chores were finished I came into the kitchen. "Hillary, I want you to be me tonight," I said making towards the laptop in the centre of the table. "I want you to fuck Monique as if it were me fucking you, then once you have shown me, I'll do it all to you, then if we all have enough energy perhaps Monique could have a go." She nodded in eager acceptance, "Don't forget your vitamin pill," she said, rolling the blue tablet across the table. I popped the pill into my mouth and made off with the laptop into the cosy living room that had been the scene of our sex sessions all week. The camera set up took longer than I thought; I kept moving the camera from side to side of the small room, trying to get the best angle, setting the tripod, adjusting the height, and sorting the lighting. I used the laptop as a monitor and a reading lamp as a spot light, checked and re-checked everything; batteries, sound, remote and hard drive space -- we had a green light. Once I was satisfied that everything was set up to perfection I reported readiness to the girls still sat around the kitchen table, both in their robes tweaking their hair and adjusting their make up nervously. I was told to go back into the living room and shut my eyes. I stood in the small room, silent in anticipation. I stool for what seemed a while then I heard the door open and the girls quietly enter. I heard a distinct shuffling sound as the box was placed on the hard stone floor next to the sofa and the distinctive rustle of clothing being removed. "OK, you can look now," Hillary called out after a few more seconds of eager anticipation. I spun around, clicked the remote and panned in to the corner where the girls were making their entrance. Hillary was leading Monique with a short leather leash. Monique was blindfolded with a red silk scarf and gagged with a leather harness and ball gag. I was concentrating hard on the filming, determined to capture every detail, so that Hillary and I could re-live these moments forever. Monique took small shuffling steps as Hillary led her towards the green leather sofa in the centre of the room. Both women were naked, except for the big black strap-on bouncing before Hillary as she walked in, it bounced and jiggled, slapping her thighs as she spun Monique around on the sofa. As Monique turned it revealed a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs restraining her hands behind her back. On all fours, sideways on the sofa, Hillary pushed Monique's head down making her ass rise in the air. I followed to girls and zoomed in to making the most of the camera angle, knowing that this would spark my cock into action both now and in the future. Hillary was playing up to the camera, she turned and gazed sexily into the lens, bending, allowing me to pan to her ample backside. She rubbed one hand down her thigh, slapped her butt, letting the camera capture the rippling of her flesh as she spanked herself twice more. She pulled on her butt cheek, teasing the lens as her crack opened with a view of her puckered brown bud. She continued down and rummaged in the box. She came out clutching a large black butt plug, smaller in length than my cock, but twice as wide in girth. She applied a liberal amount of lube to the smooth end and offered it up to Monique's eagerly awaiting, tight and wrinkled anus. Eyes wide open, a sexy glint in her bright and sparkling emerald eyes Hillary smiled sexily into the lens as she gently pushed the black knob into Monique's dark tunnel. Hillary gazed straight at the camera and said sexily, "I want you to do this to me." Monique stared to breathe heavily through her nostrils and bite on the ball in her mouth as the dense plastic plug plopped home. Her eyebrows arched under the scarf and she started to force air into her mouth past the gag, puffing her cheeks and flaring her nostrils further. Hillary rapped Monique's backside, a loud and rasping crack filled the room. Monique jumped, the ball almost popping out of her mouth. Hillary went back to the box, this time returning with a small wooden paddle. Playing up to the camera Hillary swished and swiped it above Monique, kneeling, her plugged rear end thrust upward, on the sofa. Whack! she slammed it on to Monique's rump. A muffled cry emanated from behind the gag. "I want you to do this to me too," she said sexily, directly into the lens, licking her lips with a long and lusty stare. My sap was beginning to rise, my head darting from monitor to real life and back, my concentration on the technical task waning rapidly. Hillary went to work with the wooden bat on Monique's backside. Smacking and rapping it, making her buttocks wobble and oscillate around the monstrous butt plug protruding from her dark centre. Red blotches started to appear as the beating grew in intensity. Monique was puffing and panting more urgently within the gag. I zoomed back and forth, the lens examining the wealds. A strangely steely and determined glint was in Hillary's eyes as she swiped at Monique's tender rump, punitively beating at her rather than in sexual play, seemingly punishing her for being such an accepting slave. Hillary checked herself and stopped the pounding. She massaged the reddened mounds with her hands, kissing and nibbling at the pale and tingling flesh. Although still panting and biting on the ball, Monique responded by pushing her rump towards this softer and gentler onslaught. Again Hillary went to the box. This time, out came the large pink dildo. She took the end in her mouth, turned to the camera, twirled it around and sighed as she withdrew it. Instead of using lube she spat at Monique's exposed gash and span the bulbous end directly into the rapidly wetting crease. As Hillary pushed the huge dildo home a muffled cry came from behind the gag, clearly Monique was staring to enjoy the heightened intensity of the sensations, her senses amplified by her sensory depravation behind her silken mask. Hillary showed the fully embedded dildo to the camera, buried up to the hilt inside Monique's clenching cunt, Hillary then thrust it in and out for a few strokes, the camera catching the glistening of Monique's juices and threads of come down the long pink shaft. Hillary stood, leaving Monique blindfolded with the butt plug stretching her tight ass and the thick pink dildo sticking out of her velvet twat. She removed the gag as I moved the camera over Monique's trembling body, capturing the scene for all time. Monique took a deep breath just as Hillary offered the big black end of the strap-on to her wide open mouth. "I want your cock in my mouth like this as well," Hillary explained to the camera huskily. Monique's mouth was at full stretch and she was gagging on its length as Hillary thrust her hips back and forth. "I want you to come deep in my throat," she said, "I want you to shoot your come right down my gullet." My cock was now at full attention, a tent was sticking out from my shorts, I had never seen Hillary so forthright about what she wanted before. She was really getting into this. She replaced the ball in Monique's mouth and swung around behind her. "Then I want you to fuck me, hard, like this," she said removing the dildo and plunging the strap-on straight into Monique's pouting cunt. Hillary slid the big black member in to Monique, to its full length, extracting an increase of urgent puffs from Monique's cheeks. Monique still strained for breath under the gag, her moans and groans echoed in the small room as she ground her hips back at the deeply invasive tool. Hillary's eyes rolled as the pleasure of her mound hitting the black plastic ridge sped through her body, as her speed increased the noises coming from Monique became more urgent, I realised that they were both going to come. Monique came first, biting on the ball, tensing her body and then exhaling a deep sigh, her body flopping limp and buckling under Hillary's deep thrusting. As she collapsed Hillary came, throwing her head back in a series of deep gasps. Forgetting the camera Hillary rolled Monique over and released the cuffs. She kissed at her naval and moved upwards, struggling to remove the gag from our friend's mouth. Once released Monique did her best to compose herself, flexing her jaw and moistening her lips. Hillary stopped at Monique's left nipple and began to suck noisily. Monique's hand cupped at Hillary's head, kneading at her soft brown hair. Kissing and moving upward Hillary offered her nipple to Monique's fervent mouth. Monique took it in, drawing it in, rolling her tongue around and extending the nub to its full. "Now, how would you be doing that to me?" I asked. "Sorry," said Hillary, "I just love my nipples being sucked... now, where were we?" she said recovering her focus and composure. Hillary replaced the gag and the cuffs, laying Monique on her back and securing her hands above her head. She reached into the box for a third time, this time a small metal object on a chain emerged. What on earth? I thought, as I panned the camera. The image of the sharp teeth of a nipple clamp developed on the small screen in front of my eyes. I let out an audible gasp as my wipe emerged from the box carrying a long metal chain and a matching pair of crocodile like clamps. Hillary teased at Monique's nipple with her mouth, pulling at the distended button. Holding her own breasts and nipples brushing at Monique's teat, Hillary looked like she was starting to lose herself in the moment. A sharp intake of breath prompted the successful clamping of Monique's right nipple. She sucked at the ball and panted around its edge, puffing her cheeks as the pain registered through her body. Hillary attached the second clamp and began the task of teasing Monique's nipples, pulling the chain, blowing over the flesh, raking her nails over the soft mounds and licking around the prickly metal teeth. Monique's breathing grew heavier, she pushed her chest up each time Hillary raked and teased at her breasts, sucking on the ball she began to whimper. I couldn't tell if she was writhing in pain or pleasure as she thrust her chest upward towards Hillary's eager and massaging tongue. I focussed on her face trying to find an expression as her flushed cheeks puffed out back and forth, her eyes still covered by the soft silk material. Hillary moved her hand down to Monique's generous and protruding clit. She lent down and spat at the smooth nub, took the flesh of the hood between thumb and forefinger and began to wank at it, roughly. Monique's body jerked and twitched as Hillary's pace quickened and her stroke lengthened, her body bucked and rocked as she came again, concentrating on the intense sensations, still constrained by the gag and robbed her sight by the silk bandage. Again Hillary went to the box, this time stepping out of the strap-on. She came out with a small plastic tube. Generously applying spit to Monique's clit she placed the tube over the end, attached a sucker and pumped away. I zoomed the camera in to the sight of Monique's already well endowed clit swelling to two or three times its size within the clear plastic cylinder. Monique's body was jerking and bucking wildly as Hillary fumbled with the valve assembly. Just as I thought Monique was going to choke on the gag Hillary swung about and released her. "Oh my God," she panted repeatedly, the come squirting from her wide open pussy lips Monique let out a squeal of delight as Hillary pulled the clit pump from her; Hillary gazed to admire her super sized and swollen clit, now the thickness of her fingers and almost as longer as her pinky. Hillary turned to the camera, licked the blind phallus, smiled a sexy smile and excitedly took the full length of it into her mouth. Monique writhed and trembled as Hillary's oral assault took a grip of her senses. Hillary blew her as if she were sucking come off her own fingers, her mouth clamped tight and her cheeks sucked tight in as the vacuum of the clit pump was emulated within her hot mouth. Monique just lay there limp and mumbling incoherently in whispered French tones, falling silent only to wet her lips between panted breaths. Hillary quickly grabbed the double ender from the box and mounted her, inserting the other end in her own gaping and saturated cunt, Hillary then pushed a generous length into Monique, making sure that her massive and distended clit would rub along the smooth length as she drove it in and out. Monique lay open mouthed, letting out feint noises as my wife fucked her with the double ender, the plug still deep within her taut butt. Glorious squelching sounds came from each vagina as Hillary rammed her hips towards Monique's limp and twitching frame. She came again, this time biting her lower lip, her feet and toes arching, her breasts shuddering and heaving sending the chain connecting them jiggling and joggling in tandem with the quivering and rippling mounds. Hillary climbed off her end of the dildo with a plop, the other end remaining firmly embedded deep within Monique's clenching and twitching sex. She moved to release Monique's restraints. Monique's arms fell on Hillary to lock her into an embrace, her shaking hands kneading at Hillary's firm and rounded arse. Hillary climbed off and put the strap-on back on. Monique now removed the blindfold and stared lustfully at the drooping black rod as she laid down the sofa and lifted her legs high over her shoulders. She held her left ankle and tugged the butt plug out of her tightly gripping ass with her right hand. As it came out her ass flexed and throbbed, farting out a hearty mixture of lube, spit and air. Again the camera took a sight of the gaping pink hole as Hillary replaced the plug with the thick black end of the strap-on. Hillary took a hold of the protruding dildo and wound it round like a brake handle. Monique grabbed her other ankle, rolled her eyes and let out a deep and satisfied sigh and the extra length of the black strap-on hit the mark. "I want you to fuck me in the arse until you come, just like this," Hillary cooed huskily into the camera as she thrust the black knob deep into Monique's bowel, her legs still being held by the ankles over her head. She pulled the dildo to stretch Monique's pussy further, affording a perfect shot for the lens as she slowly and deliberately withdrew the long and pink stick from her gripping cunt. Streams and threads of her come glistened in the light as Hillary drew the aromatic lube into her mouth. She wiped her fingers along the length of the shaft to extract the sum of Monique's essence from the shaft and offer it to her soft and lapping tongue. Hillary tensed her buttocks and drove into Monique hard, Monique squealed with delight, she drove in so hard that her toes arched and thighs clenched with the strain. In and out she thrust, deeper and harder, almost as if she was trying to climb into the accepting tunnel. She moved faster so that her pendulous breasts started to ripple and sway in tandem. Monique wrapped her legs around Hillary moving her hands to her butt cheeks, pulling at each mound, allowing Hillary to drive in further. Hillary's thrusts grew harder and more urgent, her face contorted and her mouth let out a series of clipped moans as she came against the strap-on, collapsing on to Monique as she panted and puffed. The extra weight drove the thick tool far into Monique's cavern, the deepest yet and ever. Monique came again, again moaning and mumbling, her arms flopping down and her twitching thighs clamping Hillary's relaxed torso. Both women were breathing heavily. The gentle whir of the camera was the only other sound as Hillary withdrew the strap-on and climbed off our friend. I poured them each a glass of wine and we all rested for few minutes, the camera on pause. Monique spoke first, "I should hold the camera now," she said unsteadily. "Do we really need the gag?" I said as I thrust my straining cock towards Hillary's mouth. I didn't give her the chance to answer as I forced the straining end between her soft lips. Monique swung around, camera in hand, focusing on the oral attack on my member. Hillary sat on the edge of the sofa bobbing her head up and down over the rigid pole like a would-be porn star. Deeper and deeper it went in, until with a slight gag, I felt her teeth rest against the hilt of my shaft. Glorious sounds came from her as she tensed her throat over the end and moved her head up and down in a gentle rhythm. I heard a click as Monique cuffed Hillary's hands behind her, she pushed Hillary back off my cock and replaced her mouth at its end. She withdrew saying, "My God that is hot, I want to have a go." With that she opened he mouth wide and lowered her head over my cock, down and down she went until she too had taken its full length into her mouth. I felt her throat tense as she bobbed her head down, my cock going in and out deep beyond the back of her mouth. Hillary and I looked on open mouthed in amazement, I knew what she was thinking -- we had created a sexual monster! I was past caring and was close to coming. The camera, now fixed back on its tripod, I hoped, was capturing these moments for posterity, as I glanced first at the PC screen monitoring the shots and then to Hillary gazing on in a mixture of lust and admiration. Cupping Monique's head to my groin I shot my load deep down her throat with a long and guttural moan. "Mmmmm," she hummed over my tool, releasing a shudder through my body. My legs buckled. Monique turned back to Hillary, pushing her back onto the sofa, grabbing the butt plug. Hillary responded by rocking back and raised her legs in anticipation and drew her knees close down to her chest. Monique in turn spat on the black plastic end and shoved it, full length, into Hillary's tight arse. Hillary squealed and jumped as Monique drove the smooth knob into her wrinkly brown hole, she sighed as it was nestled home, her inner muscles at gripping the tapered end. Monique wasn't finished. She fished in the box again and pulled out the vibro. Drawing it into her mouth, to apply some saliva, and then forcefully thrust it towards Hillary's wet gash. The tone of the vibro changed as it hummed deep within my wife's trembling snatch. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her on to her side, with a clump her head fell on the sofa. Her eyes rolled as the vibrations excited her inner depths and she bit her lower lip. I grabbed the chain of the metal clamp, sucked hard on her nipple and applied the clamp. She sucked in a breath through her teeth as the sensation rocked through her body. Tugging at her other nipple I attached the other clamp and began to fondle the exposed part of her breasts, to compensate her for her pain. I licked and blew at her nipples and breasts, as Monique continued to fuck her with the vibro. Hillary's breath was now shortening, her body relaxing, she would soon be reaching orgasm. Quickly I looked around for the clit pump, fumbling with it as my hands shook. I applied some spit to the end as Monique stopped ploughing her furrow with the buzzing toy. Monique steadied the tube as I applied the pump, Hillary's body arched as the suction took a grip of her hidden pleasure button. Hillary strained her neck to look at her clit growing in the clear plastic tube as I pumped the bowl a few more times. Although nowhere as big as Monique's Hillary's clit was making a fine effort to grow by the same proportions. A Holiday at Moniques Day 04 Once the valve had been closed Monique restarted her probing with the vibro. I climbed up, adjusted the camera and moved behind Monique, slipping my re-hardening cock deep into her creamy gash. "Not there," she cried, "take me in the ass." I pushed my now rock solid cock into her still wide open butt. I felt her muscles clamp my tool as her hand continued to pound the vibro into Hillary. Hillary came, gushing come and writhing on the sofa. This sight took me over the edge, I shot my load into Monique's ass, thrusting as deeply as I could, feeling the sticky juices from her pussy on my balls as I filled her other end with more of my thick come. Standing up and I noticed thick white globs dribbling from Monique's gaping ass I positioned the camera and zoomed in to record the awesome sight. Monique spread her ass cheeks further for the camera, paused and then moved towards Hillary's head. She backed towards Hillary's mouth; letting the come dribble and bubble out her arse and to fall over Hillary's face. Helping the sticky treacle out of her butt with her fingers she carefully guided it into Hillary's wide open and expectant mouth. She sat on Hillary's face, allowing her to suck and taste the last few drops of my salty come from her gaping hole. Hillary, still cuffed, moaned as she tongued Monique's brown eye. Once clean, Monique stood, bent over with a satisfied smile, held open and exposed her pink and puffy anal passage to the camera, to allow a permanent record of her anal cleansing. Hillary squealed in delight as Monique pulled the plastic tube from over her extended clit. Monique rocked Hillary back on to her knees and donned the strap-on. I adjusted the camera and moved to insert my cock in Hillary's soft and welcoming mouth. I could feel her hot breath on my balls, still covered with Monique's come. She drew it in and sucked on it, forcing air out of her nostrils, assisting it towards an acceptable state of hardness again. I moved on to the sofa to allow Hillary a spit roast, Monique providing the spare cock, doing her doggy with the strap-on, making sure that Hillary's engorged and enlarged clit would rub down its length as they fucked. As Hillary slurped and sucked on my tool it began to stiffen again, she drew it deep in again as Monique slammed the big black strap-on into her soaking pussy. She gagged, her throat twitched and tensed as she came, riding on the strap-on. Releasing my tool she said, through heavy breaths, "I want you to come in me." Monique and I swapped ends, Monique spreading her legs to allow Hillary to take a hold of her ample clit with her lips. I took a hold of Hillary's hips and thrust my cock deep into her yawning and sodden pussy. It squelched as I drove in and out. I could feel the hard plastic bulb of the butt plug along the walls of her cunt. I lent down and stroked her clit with my thumb in rhythm with my thrusts. I could hear sucking and slurping noises as Hillary continued to go down on Monique's well fucked pussy. She tugged at the chain connecting her nipples. I continued increase my speed, rocking my hips faster and faster, enjoying the squelching sounds coming from my wife's cunt and watching her asshole pucker and clench against the plug each time I thrust forward. Hillary came again, stammering out, "Oh, yeah." in time with each thrust of my deeply stabbing tool. She turned and looked into the camera and said in a deep and sexy tone, "Come in my ass, so Monique can lick it out." I needed no more prompting. With a sumptuous plop I removed the butt plug and replaced it with my cock, it easily slipped into her eager ass. I began to thrust urgently and deeply as she tensed and gripped my length with the tight ring of sphincter muscle. Within a few strokes I lost my last element of control and spat my load deep into her accepting rectum. Monique came over, opened Hilary's butt hole to the camera and licked the come out. Her arse throbbed and pulsed as it gave out my juices, glorious farting sounds punctuated each thick glob as she squeezed them on to Monique's awaiting tongue. That was it, we were all done in. We released Hillary from the cuffs and clamps and cuddled on the sofa. The camera gently whirred on as we held one another tight. Reluctantly we withdrew to bed, knowing that we would be saying our goodbyes the next morning, but at least now we would be able to re-live a part of our holiday with Monique.