2 comments/ 34754 views/ 2 favorites A Voyeur Deceased By: Bazzza At the ripe old age of fifty two, I gave up the corporate world. I was sick of the demands of accountants, share holders, IT gooks, logistic managers, branch managers, big managers, little managers, fat managers and skinny managers. I guess you get the picture. I was just plum worn out by the in fighting, the outfighting and every other sort of fighting. And as the CEO, the buck always stopped with me. After awhile it gets to you, and then one day it all gets too much. In the end, I guess I was kind of lucky how the whole thing worked out for me. When another large conglomerate was merged with ours, I with great stealth and cunning carefully manoeuvred myself out of a job. It came with a substantial mid six figure sum payout for my supposedly expected disappointment and stress of being unemployed. And on n a sunny Friday afternoon, with a large grin on my face and a box of all my office valuables under my arm, I left my leaving party and my career without a single regret. The result of all this was that I was both a substantially wealthy and free man without a worry in the world. I'd never married, probably because of the incredibly long hours I'd worked, which again gave me no time to spend my rather spectacular salary either. But what I had done over many, many years; was to invest my money wisely in the property market, and so I sat back and put my feet up for a well earned life of leisure. But after a few months of my temporary retirement, I got bored with travelling the world and socialising with old and new friends. I needed something else in my life, not necessarily work, but some sort of interest. It was quite by chance that Motel Pacifica fell into my lap. It was a place that I stayed in whenever I was in the area. High up in the hills looking over the Pacific Ocean on one side and the rapidly growing city of Beechwood on the other, it was one of the most beautiful places on earth as far as I was concerned. The thirty room motel itself was positioned on flat ground, with its own steep winding access road. But once there, it was a quiet tranquil place with plush green lawns on which to lie or sunbath on, or to take a leisurely stroll around. A kidney shaped swimming pool sat at one end of the complex where it would catch the extremes of the suns rays. When it was cooler, a large warm and secluded spa pool was available for guests. How all this came to being was a tragedy, but luckily not mine. The owner of Motel Pacifica was a Jonathon Kildaire, a man I'd met and got on quite well with on my stays. He was out on his ride-on-lawnmower doing what lawnmowers usually do on a bright sunny afternoon. He drove it under a large tree without paying due attention; and an obtruding branch went through his eye and beyond. You probably get the picture; Mr Kildaire went from life to death in a split second, and all because he wasn't wearing a pair of ten dollar safety glasses. You don't have to be Einstein to see the lesson here. Anyway, I arrived at Motel Pacifica a week after this tragedy and learnt all about it from the staff; while they all regretted what had happened; they were also concerned over the threat of their future employment. Jonathon had been a single man, and it appeared that his extended family didn't want to have anything to do with the running of a motel. For the next few days, I pondered over my own future, and would I like to own and run a motel? The short answer was just maybe. I approached the family to explore the idea of my purchasing the complex; the advantage was there would be no real estate agents wanting a cut of the sale price. They were most receptive to the notion, and after an independent valuation and a little negotiation, I eventually became the proud owner of Motel Pacifica. To finance it, I had to sell off most of my other investments. I was bright enough to know that the motel would never make me a rich man, but the capital gain of the land value would most certainly do so over a reasonable period of time. I took to running the motel like a duck to water. With live in accommodation adjacent to the office, I moved in and made myself comfortable. Pacifica had been some what run down when it came to customer service, and I set about reviewing policy on a whole lot of things. I lost some staff straight away when they didn't quite take to my forthright manner, but once that was sorted things gradually came right. The main thing was to keep customers happy by providing nice clean rooms, good amenities, and polite, friendly and helpful staff. I got my hands dirty by doing a little landscaping and painting just to make a few cosmetic improvements. For nearly a year, Motel Pacifica ran sweetly and I was a contented man who managed four rounds of golf a week. And then it all turned to custard. Unit one, a smallish one bedroom unit at the far end of the complex sprang a leak in the ceiling allowing water to enter the room. I arranged a recommended and friendly building contractor Jimmy Bell to strip out the ceiling, and a cracked joint in a copper water pipe proved to be the problem. After inspecting the repair, I left Jimmy to begin work on replacing the ceiling. An hour later, he entered the office and asked me to come back to unit one. He pointed to the corner of the ceiling in the bedroom and asked me to have a look. At first I couldn't see anything, but on a closer look I found myself looking at the tiny lens of a sophisticated looking surveillance camera hidden right in the corner. Being from the corporate world, I was well versed in the use of these sorts of things. I carefully prised the lens free with the use of Jimmy's screwdriver, and a thin black cable came with it. For the next hour, Jimmy and I traced this cable through the roof of each unit trying to locate the other end. Now this wasn't all that easy, as someone had gone to great lengths to hide it behind beams in the low pitch of the roof in each unit. Armed with torches, we worked away along until the cable dropped down inside a wall near my office. Both intrigued by this little mystery, Jimmy and I searched every nook and cranny for that cable. Eventually we struck gold when Jimmy took a screwed down panel off next to an electrical switchboard. Behind the panel was our cable running to a box of electronics, and that was connected to a smart looking video recorder. Beside all this stood a neat stack of recordable video tapes. I can remember standing dumbfounded at the find, I took two of the tapes and walked from my office into my unit with Jimmy close behind. I slipped one of the tapes into the VCR and turned the TV on, and we soon found ourselves watching a young couple making love on the bed. I fast forwarded the tape to find three other sessions of couples at it. The quality of the filming wasn't all that good; the elevated position of the distant cameral lens and the grainy filming made the whole thing look a C grade movie, which I suppose it was. From the behaviour of the participants, it was clear that they had no idea they were being filmed. At no time did their eyes wander up towards the camera as people do when they know they're being filmed. I eventually encouraged Jimmy to return to work, although I'm sure he would have been quite comfortable to stay there all day and watch the tapes. Over the next few hours, I fast forwarded through the tapes stopping at the good bits for a bit of fun. I have to confess that the voyeur was coming out in me, and I was kind of enjoying myself, especially when two of the tapes had threesomes and foursomes for my perusal. It always seemed to be the same two women, but with either one or two guys to keep them company. I saw them do things to each other that made me realise what a sheltered life I'd lived. When I could watch no more, I replaced them in their hiding place while I decided what to do about it all. You would expect that all of this had a simple solution, just destroy the tapes and say nothing, which is what I fully intended to do after a little deliberation. They weren't worth keeping due to the poor quality of the filming. If you want to watch porn, just go and hire a DVD, and you'll get all the quality detail one would want. But my assumption of an easy way out soon went tits up, so to speak. What I didn't know was that Jimmy's younger sister was a reporter for one of the local hack newspapers. The day after the find, a hard looking woman bearing some resemblance to Jimmy turned up at the office wanting to talk to me. After she identified herself as a reporter and what she was here for, I asked how she found out about the tapes. She shrugged her shoulders and told me that Jimmy was her brother. I cursed Jimmy, for now I had a major problem. I knew enough about the media to know that once they get a sniff of something like this, they never let go. Sometimes it's just better to work with them and get them out of your hair as soon as possible. I told her I was too busy to talk to her, and that she should come back tomorrow. What I really wanted to do was buy time for a little damage control. If all this got out, my guest patronage would plummet, and to avoid this I had to act fast. After she left, I contacted a local security company, and that afternoon a specialist investigator turned up to offer some assistance. We first searched all of the units and found no other cameras. With only one cable at the video recorder, we could assume that there had only been one camera. We then skimmed through every tape and came to the conclusion that all of them were filmed in unit one. The investigator told me that this sort of thing may not be common, but it's not unheard of. He suggested that the previous owner would keep unit one free if he could, and only allocate it to attractive couples where a bit of hanky panky was likely. Then he would let the VCR run and watch the fun later. The next day, Jimmy's sister returned, this time bringing a photographer with her. I'd asked the investigator to join us for good reason. For the next hour, we discussed what had transpired, and the investigator categorically confirmed that there had been only one camera in the complex, and that it had been removed with all of the associated cabling. It was never going to happen again I reiterated time and time again. Photos were taken of the investigator holding the camera in question. When the question of what was going to happen to the tapes, I advised them that I needed to talk to the police, even though the culprit was now deceased. My last word to the reporter was that because I had cooperated with her, I expected a balanced story in the paper. I also suggested that Jimmy's business could suffer if it was known that he could be indiscreet. People expected some privacy when contractors are working around their homes or businesses. From the look on her face, my point had hit home, and she left Motel Pacifica with a sullen look on her face. I don't need to tell you much about what I said to Jimmy, but it would be fair to say that he saw a side to me that would surprise most people. He went away a humble man who would now think twice about opening his mouth when he shouldn't. The next day, the story appeared on the second page. To give Jimmy's sister her due, the story was well written and pointed out that all of it was down to the previous owner. She also acknowledged my efforts to ensure customers now had the privacy they deserved. The occupancy rate did fall for a week, but then slowly climbed back to what it was before. I took the ensuing jokes from the customers with good humour, like do you charge extra for the filming, or have any major porn distributors turned up yet? But, thankfully no real damage had been done, and I sort of forgot about the tapes, but not for long. About a week later, a woman entered the office and asked if she could have a few minutes of my time. I offered her a seat which was accepted, and she looked nervously across the desk at me. "I've come about the tapes." she said. "I read the article in the paper." "What about them?" "Well, I think I'm on them. And I want that tape for obvious reasons." I looked across at her for a few seconds; she no way appeared to be familiar to me, and I'd seen all of the tapes. I guess she'd be in her early forties, attractive enough with short dark hair with blond highlights. "I know that this is all an unfortunate business." I replied. "I've skimmed through the tapes and I don't think that you're on any of them. The quality's so bad that it would be hard to recognise anyone on them anyway." She looked across at me with piercing eyes while trying to work me out, was I lying or was I not? "The thing is that I just can't hand over the tapes to anyone. It's better that they are all destroyed." I added. "But can you be trusted to do just that? How do I know that you won't keep them, or worse put them on the net?" "Because this is my livelihood, and I won't put it in jeopardy for the sake of a few poor quality tapes of people going at it. My intention is to destroy all of them, and that should be the end of it." "I could live with that so long as I watch you do it?" "I don't have a problem with that." She thought about it for a few seconds, "How do I know that the tapes you're destroying are the ones I'm on?" It was a good question; I sat back and thought about it. "How about if I find your tape, let you see it to make sure, and then destroy it while you watch? Would that work for you?" I suggested. "I guess." "Maybe we weren't filmed, but we were always in unit one which makes me suspicious." "As I said before, I don't remember seeing you on any of those tapes." She smiled for the first time, "These days, I look better with my clothes on. Should be easy to find, there was always three or four of in a bed. Don't think much of that goes on around here." Her confession left me a little stunned for a reply, she chuckled at my reaction, "You should try it sometime, its real good fun. Give me a call if you find my tape." She then leaned over and wrote a cell phone number on the top my desk blotter. I looked down at it for a few seconds, "What should I call you?" She laughed, "Sorry, how rude of me. My name's Rae." After Rae had departed, I dragged out the tapes and began to flick through them looking for the group sex. As always, it was the last two I looked at. I sat back and began to watch. While you wouldn't be able to pick out Rae from a police line up, it was certainly her. The hair style more than anything gave the game away. I watched as she went down on a dark haired woman, sucked two cocks at a time, and then being fucked as she sucked. A most versatile woman I thought to myself. There was six hours worth over two tapes, but as it hadn't been edited, it wasn't all action. To me, it looked like the filming was over four different sessions. When I eventually got bored, I marked the tapes and placed them back in the safe with the others. I then left a message on Rae's cell phone advising that I'd found them. The following afternoon, I was in the office when Rae arrived out of the blue with another woman. After sitting down, Rae introduced her friend Jude, and then we got down to business, or so I thought. I took the two tapes in question from the safe and asked them to follow me into my unit. After inserting one of them in the VCR and turning on the TV, I invited them to make themselves comfortable on the couch. For awhile they sat quietly taking in the large screen. "Jeezz Jude, you've got a fat arse." Rae eventually commented. Jude laughed, "Indeed I have. "But it's still smaller than yours." They both laughed loudly and then sat quietly as they watched for awhile, then Rae asked to see the second tape. I obliged and swapped the tapes, then handed Rae the VCR remote and let her flick through it. Both women were consumed by the TV screen and surprisingly showed no embarrassment as they performed their carnal delights. So distracted were they, that it gave me the opportunity to look Jude over. I would say that she was a well kept forty five year old. While small in stature, her seated body displayed a lot of curves in the right places. A knee length dark skirt hugged her thighs, and a cream coloured top was stretched over a pair of substantial looking breasts. A pretty made up face sat below a mass of thick curly hair. Her head suddenly turned towards me, and I was caught red handed looking at her breasts. "Can we have the tapes?" she asked ignoring my wandering eyes. I shook my head, "Sorry, the deal with Rae was that I'd destroy them." "That's a real shame isn't it Rae? I'd like to have them." Rae smiled, "Maybe we could fuck him for them, what do you reckon?" They both looked over at me and smiled. "How about we both take you to bed and fuck your brains out, could we have the tapes then? Jude asked sweetly. At this time, I wish to confess that my sex life for the last few months was down to my right hand and a little self indulgence. It'd been a long time since I'd sampled the carnal delights of a woman, and the thought of doing so was somewhat appealing. I would also confess to the fact that I'd never had two women at the same time, and that delayed my reply for a few seconds as my brain caught up with the proposal. I tried not to dribble at the thought, and both Rae and Jude chuckled at my reaction. "He's not sure." Rae suggested to Jude. "Oh, I'm sure alright." I replied confidently. "A threesome for those tapes is okay by me." Jude stood and smiled, "Okay, show us to the bedroom." They followed me into my bedroom and watched as I pulled the curtains. I turned back to them and waited for something to happen. Rae pointed to a chair, "How about you sit and watch us for awhile, then you can join in." From my seated position, I watched as Rae and Jude stepped to each other and began to kiss and caress. Right from the start, it was warm and passionate, and they ignored me as they started down a fine line of seduction. Rae was slightly taller than Jude, but their lips met without much trouble. To even things up, Rae stepped soon from her shoes, leaving them eyeball to eyeball. They were both dressed in skirts and separate tops, and looked like smart business women. I watched in aroused fascination as hands caressed breasts and slipped under skirts, and the little groans of appreciated soon began floating across to me. It wasn't long before buttons were being undone, and tops removed, then in turn they stepped out of their skirts. I have to admit that my excitement was intense. These weren't the slim beautiful catwalk models that one sees in movies and magazines. In front of me stood a tangle of voluptuous mature curves, bulbous breasts held tight by bras, and large pale round thighs. With their lips firmly embraced, their fingers reached and undid bras, then eased them from each others shoulders and let them drop to the floor. They took turns bending and licking the others breasts while hands slipped between parted thighs. Jude then dropped to her knees, her tongue soon sampling the smooth white thighs near Rae's blue panties. Rae's eyes briefly flicked over to me, but I suspect at this time I was of little consequence. Rae's hands stroked Jude's hair as her panties were lowered to her ankles, then her shoes and panties were removed in turn. For a few seconds, Jude buried her face between Rae's parted thighs, but she then turned her to face me. My eyes roamed over Rae's curves before dropping to her pussy, a small triangle of dark curls ended at the V of her lips. Both women watched my reaction as Jude's hand slipped through Rae's thighs from behind, her fingers sliding back and forth between her pink lips. "Would you like to fuck my friend?" Jude asked seductively. A Voyeur Deceased "Hell yes." "Take your clothes off and show me what you're going to fuck her with." I stepped out of my shoes and pulled the shirt over my shoulders; my hands dropped to my shorts and briefs, and pushed them down to the floor. My erection stood proudly in front of me, just begging to be let loose at these teasing women. "How about that nice hard cock my sweet? Would you like to play with that?" Jude asked. "Maybe." Rae replied turning towards Jude. "But not yet, lets you and me play for a while." Jude smiled over at me, "Sorry, but you're gonna have to wait." I sat back down on the chair and watched Rae slide onto the bed, Jude joined her after slipping out of her own panties. It soon became clear that Rae was the submissive one, as she willingly allowed Jude to roll her onto her back. Rae opened her thighs wide as Jude mounted her just as a man would. For the next few minutes I watched with aroused intrigue as they kissed, licked and caressed each other. The interaction was full of passion and feelings, and unlike any girl on girl movie I'd ever set eyes on. I feasted upon the scene in front of me, slowly fingering my erection in anticipation of what might hopefully follow. Jude then began to slide down Rae's body, her tongue tracing a damp line down her chest and navel. Rae's head turned towards me, and a smile appeared on her face as she caught me stroking my cock. That smile disappeared in an instant as Jude's tongue slipped between her thighs, and was replaced with a look of indeterminable pleasure. Rae whimpered in lust as her pussy was licked, and lifted her legs higher as if to present her pussy more fully to her tormentor. Her eyes opened and fell upon me once again, and she then smiled. "Come and join us." she beckoned. I climbed onto the bed beside Rae and lowered my lips to hers. It was a special moment, for it was the first time we'd actually touched. Her arm pulled me in tight, her tongue searching for mine, I felt her hand run down my chest and her fingers then touching my cock. Her hand explored its length before gently cupping my balls; she then broke the kiss and smiled up at me. "Move up a bit and I'll suck it." I carefully moved upwards and presented my cock to her waiting lips; her tongue reached out and traced the edge of the circumcised head for a few seconds. She then moved her head slightly forward and took me into her warm mouth. I lay still as Rae suckled on the top half of my shaft, her tongue moving lovingly around the glands. It was slow and casual, but extraordinarily good. My eyes drifted downwards to Rae parted thighs. Jude's tongue was still busily working on Rae's pussy, but her eyes were watching my cock getting sucked. Her eyes met mine, and I got a seductive wink before her attention returned to my cock. I let my hands wander over Rae's breasts, my fingers gently massaging her dark erect nipples. We stayed like that for awhile; then Jude moved up over Rae and kissed her on the cheek. Rae slipped my cock from her mouth and pointed it towards Jude, her waiting mouth eased over it taking me deeply. Jude's technique was different; her mouth moved slowly back and forth, her tongue tweaking the eye of my cock on each outward stroke. She then offered my cock back to Rae, and for a short time, these two sinful ladies took turns. So engrossed in the scene before me, it was nearly too late to stop a swiftly arriving orgasm. I pulled back on the brink, and with relief felt it subside. "That was close." I muttered. "That would've been a shame." Rae replied. "You haven't fucked us yet. Lie back on the bed." The following few minutes I will never forget as long as I live. With Rae on one side and Jude on the other, we just simply kissed. Three mouths feasted on each other, lips sort others, tongues licked and caressed. It was unbelievably passionate and erotic, not an intelligible word was muttered; the room was full of little moans and groans of pleasure mixed with deep breathing. Heads twisted so that the perfect lip on lip connection could be made, and then broken as another wanting mouth appeared. Without hesitation, I confess that this would be the most aroused I've ever been in my life. Suddenly Rae moved away. Jude and I watched as Rae's large thigh straddled my body. Jude's hand slipped downwards and held my cock upright as Rae's pussy lips parted over the head. With deft little movements, her sopping wet pussy lowered over my cock taking me fully. She was tight, and I could feel every little contour of her insides as she slowly began to ride me. "Mmmmm, he's got a nice hard cock." Rae directed at Jude. Jude looked down at me and smiled wickedly, "Who's a lucky boy then?" "Meeee." I chuckled. She smiled and kissed me, "You're right, what a clever boy you are." With Rae riding me slowly, I turned my attention to Jude. I let my hands wander over her body. Her breasts were full and heavy, I ignored the small stretch marks as I teased her large nipples. She was voluptuously curvy, her waist narrow and her hips wide. Her thighs were substantial but not unattractively so, between them her pussy was bald except for a wild tuft of dark curls above her lips. Her thighs opened as my fingers traced a line upwards, and a shiny wet pair of full lips appeared. Jude sighed when I found her clitoris, and then shuddered when I began to play with it. Her hand took mine and directed a finger inside her wet tunnel. I changed my technique, by placing two fingers inside her, it left my thumb free to explore her clitoris. "Jeeeeezus." she muttered after a short time. "You're a very naughty boy." Jude then knelt beside my head, and I watched a large thigh slip over me; and a shiny pair of pussy lips slowly lower over my face. I could feel her warmth before her lips parted over my face, and with a little wriggle her clitoris was on the tip of my nose. I began by sucking each of her lips deep into my mouth, and then let my tongue caress their silky insides. From time to time, I would then gently stretch her clitoris between my lips and lap it swiftly with my tongue. I could feel her body tremor in appreciation as her juices dibbled over my face. Rae and Jude were facing each other, and from their movements I could tell they were kissing and fondling, but from my position it was kind of hard to see. All I could feel apart from Jude's pussy on my face; was Rae's tight wet pussy slowly working my cock. I guess this is closest I'll ever get to heaven, I thought to myself. Jude then eased herself from me and then grinned at my wet face. Rae laughed, "Oh look what you've done to his face, what a mess. You should be ashamed of yourself." Jude bent down and smothered my face with kisses, "You don't mind do you?" "Not a bit." I replied. Jude's attention turned to Rae, and we both watched her pussy slid up and down on my cock, by now large globules of her juices matted my pubic area. "Turn around." Jude suggested to Rae. Rae attempted to swivel around on my cock without letting it slip out, but alas I'm not endowed enough for that. With lots of giggles, Rae turned her back to me and slipped my cock back inside her. Jude disappeared down the other end of bed and positioned herself between my legs. Rae leaned back a little and I reached forward to support her weight. I then felt Jude's tongue on my balls, and I shivered in pleasure as well as nervousness as she sucked each one in turn. Rae lifted her pussy from my cock, and then a warm mouth slipped over it, sucking me firmly for a few seconds before Rae sat back down on it. For the next few minutes, they took turns tormenting my cock; my only complaint was that I couldn't watch. It was an exquisite sensation, from the warm wetness of a pussy, then to the lovely sucking sensation of a skilful mouth. "Do you want a turn?" I heard Rae ask. "Sure do." Was Jude's reply. Rae slid sideways from my cock and I found Jude kneeling over my cock, she took me in hand and sucked me a few times before crawling upwards over me. Her hand guided my cock between her full lips, and with a gentle rocking motion slipped down on to it. She leaned forwards dropping her heavy breasts onto my chest and her lips onto mine; then began rocking back and forth. Her pussy felt different to Rae's. Rae's seemed tight all the way up, where Jude's was loose inside but her lips were tight gripping my shaft tightly as she rode. Different, but both good I thought to myself. I looked over to Rae, she was sitting close by watching the proceedings; she grinned when our eyes met. "Having a good time?" she asked. "The best time of my life." I replied truthfully. "First threesome?" she asked. "Yes." "Not easy keeping two women happy is it?" "Nope, but its still good fun." "Well, you'll be pleased to know you're doing a great job. Isn't that right Jude?" "Mmmmmmm," was all she could manage. When Jude sat up, Rae moved forward and dropped her breasts onto my face and moved them back and forth. We played a little game of me trying to catch her nipples in my mouth, and in the end let me win. She then lowered her lips to mine and kissed me playfully before letting it become more passionate. "Mmmmmmmm." Rae muttered when she broke the kiss. "I think we should all get together on a regular basis. What do you reckon Jude? We should introduce him to John." "Who's John?" I asked. "My husband." Jude replied. "Husband?" I muttered. "She's married, and I'm divorced." Rae explained. "And we all play together." "You comfortable with that?" Jude asked while continuing to ride my cock. "I am, but what about your husband?" "He's good. He knows I'm here, and I'll just have to tell him all about it when I get home." "He won't mind?" I enquired. Jude laughed, "Only if I don't blow him afterwards." Both Rae and Jude laughed, and I joined in with a smile of sorts. It was the first time I'd made love to another man's wife; and it kind of sat uncomfortably with me. But Jude must have been good at reading minds, and she leaned down and gave me a little kiss. "Its okay." she confessed. "John and I swing sometimes. We don't have affairs, but we enjoy other people when we feel like it. Most of the time, we do it in three or foursomes. You like to play with us, don't you Rae?" "Yep, but finding men who we like and will guarantee discretion can be difficult." Rae replied. "You've got one here." I offered hopefully. "We'll take you into consideration won't we Jude?" "Oh, I think so. Jude replied. "So long as you don't mind John joining us. Foursomes are better than a threesome." "I like threesomes better." Rae offered. "I can't comment. This is the first threesome, and I've never had a foursome." "We'll, we can soon fix that." Jude offered as she lifted herself from my cock. I gazed down at my swaying cock, and commended myself for performing for such a long time. It would have just been my luck to have blown my load earlier and made a fool of myself. Mind you, I might have been able to get it up a second time in a situation such as this, even in my advanced years. When my cock began to wilt in the cool air, Rae took it in hand and began stroking me gently. "How shall we make him cum?" she asked Jude. "Blow job competition, loser sucks it clean." Rae looked at Jude with serious eyes as she contemplated her chances. Jude smiled at me, "I like this game; we get five seconds each. Whoever's sucking when you cum is the winner. The loser has to lick your cock clean." "It's not fair." Rae challenged. "You don't mind the taste, I fucking don't." Jude grinned wickedly, "If you were a better cock sucker, you wouldn't have to do so much licking." Rae looked down at my cock for a few seconds while considered the challenge, "Okay, I'll do it, but no hands this time." I could like this game I thought to myself as Rae and Jude positioned themselves either side of my cock. Rae's mouth was soon over my cock, and for five seconds she sucked me before lifting her mouth. In a flash, Jude's warm lips were working me, and soon the rhythm picked up between them. I did my part by holding my cock in position with thumb and forefinger at the base to make it easier for them to catch. Both the view and the sucking were fantastic, and I would've loved to have captured it on film, but wisely kept my mouth shut. It wasn't long before the stirring of an orgasm arrived, and I watched with fascination as both women took their turn to suckle me. My shaft was shiny and slippery with saliva, and I began to shiver as my orgasm approached. "Not long now girls." I confessed. The urgency picked up, both women's mouth working swiftly as I myself wondered who was going to be the winner. Who did I want to win, Rae or Jude? I didn't know, and I was suddenly past caring as the pressure in my cock suddenly became uncontrollable. Jude had just taken my cock into her mouth as I prepared to fire. Recognising the signs, she quickly grasped my cock in her hand and began stoking it swiftly. Lifting her mouth from my cock, she allowed my cum to fly high in the air until I'd finished ejaculating. She then grinned triumphantly at Rae before lowering her mouth over my cock to suckle the head. Cum dribbled freely from her mouth as I relaxed into my usual post orgasmic doze. She then raised her mouth a little and pushed out more cum out with her tongue, and then wiped it over the head of my cock. Jude sat back and grinned at Rae, "Okay; your turn." With a turned up face, Rae looked down at my wilting cock. It was surely a mess, with pools of cum around the base and all through my pubic hair. I suddenly felt compassion for Rae, for I wouldn't want to have to lick it clean. Without warning, I rolled from the bed ignoring Jude's protest, and ran to the bathroom to clean myself. On my return, I was surprised to find Rae and Jude lying side by side in a passionate embrace. I smiled and climbed back on the bed to watch. Again, it was extremely erotic watching these two delightful women make love to each other. After a few minutes, Jude pulled away and smiled at Rae. "Shall I make you cum?" "Mmmmmmmm." Rae replied. Jude slipped down the bed as Rae rolled onto her back and spread her thighs. Jude then made herself comfortable with her face close to Rae's pussy. I moved down the bed so that I could watch Jude at work. Jude eased Rae's pussy lips apart with her fingers and slipped her mouth between them. As Rae began to writhe in her pleasure, I caught glimpses of Jude's tongue working a large exposed clitoris. Jude winked up at me, and then eased Rae's thighs wider so that I got a better view. I watched as Jude's fingers slipped inside Rae's pink lips, and her moans of pleasure as she pushed back on her tormentors face. To my surprise, I found myself getting erect again, and my hand slipped down to stroke growing my cock. "Come up here." I heard Rae mutter. I slid close to Rae's face, and her arm pulled me in tight so that our lips were touching. For the next few minutes we kissed passionately as she writhed and squirmed under Jude's constant licking. "Mmmmmmmmm, I gonna cum soon." she whispered between kisses. Rae's breathing began to deepen, and I broke the kiss to nibble on her cheek and neck as she approached orgasm. I held her tightly in my arms as her body began to shudder, and she sighed deeply as her orgasm flowed through her. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, god, that was absolutely fuuuuuuucking fantastic." she confessed a few seconds later. I watched as Jude raised her sopping face from between Rae's thighs, she then moved upwards and rolled her tongue around Rae's nipples. Rae reached down and pulled Jude upwards so that we were all face to face. She then took turns to kiss us to demonstrate her thanks. "What about you?" I asked Jude. "Don't you get a turn to cum?" She smiled, "Nah, I orgasm all the time when getting licked or fucked. I've already had a few. They're not big ones like Rae's; mine are just little ones, but lots of them." Jude's eyes settled on my cock which was still standing proud, she grinned and took me in hand. "What are we gonna do with this?" "Don't worry about it, it'll go away soon. It was watching you two that made it hard again." "How about making it spit again." Jude suggested. "I like to watch a man make himself cum." "I don't know whether I can, it's been a while since I've managed to do it twice." I replied honestly. Jude rolled close to me, "Try and cum on my face. I like that." I knelt above her with my cock close to her mouth and began to stroke my cock. Rae slipped a pillow under Jude's head so that her tongue could touch the head. It was strange having two women watch me masturbate; it was erotic as well as being a little embarrassing. Jude encouraged me by running her hands over my thighs and buttocks as my hand worked diligently away. "Isn't funny how men do it differently?" Rae commented. "Some stroke the whole shaft, but you just do it mostly around the head." "It's what feels best, I've always done it like this." I replied. Rae lay down positioned her face close to Jude's on the pillow so that I had now had two targets on offer. It took me a little while to orgasm, but eventually made it happen. I aimed my cock at their faces as I fired, it was an intense orgasm and I managed to land three fine shots, mostly on Jude as she was closer. Rae leaned over and took me into her mouth, her tongue dancing over the glands causing me to sigh in ecstasy. In the end I withdrew graciously and collapsed on the bed. Rae laughed, "That was fucking good fun." "Mmmmmm, I agree." Jude added. "I think we'll be seeing a lot more of you." "Probably be the death of me, there should be law against people like you two." I replied. They both chuckled, "Nah, you'll be okay when you get the hang of it." Jude suggested. "Just gotta pace yourself when you're with two women. It's easier when there are four of us playing. It's a bit more laid back when there are two guys and two girls. John will show you the ropes." "So your husband doesn't mind?" "Mind?" Jude laughed. "The only time he minds is when he's not invited. Once he hears about today, he'll be trying to arrange a foursome for tonight." "He's a randy old bastard." Rae confirmed. We stayed as we were in my bed and chatted for awhile before making a move. The girls took it in turn to shower, and then coerced me into drying them with warm towels. Still in a playful mood, they then made me dress them. It was giggles all round as I slipped their panties on while kissing their smooth thighs as I did so. Then on went their bras, skirts and tops. When they were fully dressed, they pulled me into a tight threesome embrace so that we could exchange kisses, again a rather erotic few minutes. I remembered the video tapes just after they walked out the door; I picked them up and followed them into the car park. "Hey, you forgot these." They turned around and grinned back at me. "You can keep them, something to wank off to until we get together again." Jude said. "And when will that be?" I asked hopefully. "Oh it'll be real soon." she replied with lustful eyes, "Don't you worry about that." Jude indeed rang me a few days later, and I was soon introduced to her husband John. I can tell you that foursomes are very good fun, although a large bed is required. The sex always took place at the motel, both Jude and Rae had teenage kids that came and went at whim, and privacy was on short supply. Over time, I became good friends with Rae, Jude and John. There's never a harsh word or any hint of jealousy; it was always about having fun. So as you can imagine, my life is now damn near perfect. I now live a tranquil life in beautiful surroundings, I'm financial secure and my health is good. And to boot, I'm getting lots of the most exciting sex possible. Does life get any better than this I often ask myself? If it does, I don't want to know about it.