4 comments/ 20471 views/ 2 favorites Such A Small World By: oldhippie1949 Normally, I write a warning about the contents of this story. I write about the age limitation to read this story. This time I'm not writing any warnings. This story is about fun, satisfying sex and if you're too young to appreciate it, go somewhere else. ------------------------------------- Inspired by Jeziebell82 I watch her several times a week. Her beauty takes my breath away. I cannot stop. I jones for her. It started a few weeks ago. I was sitting in front of my computer thinking of something to do. I'd just completed several rote tasks and earned my days pay and now I wanted something to do. Not that there weren't a half million thing I could do, or should do, but I just didn't feel like it. So I did what I always do when this happens, I turned to the Internet for sex. I figured that if I jerk off, maybe I'll be able to concentrate and perhaps find some motivation. At least, that was my excuse. First, I scanned my email and my gmail to see if maybe, just maybe, there was some work to do or maybe one of my peeps were looking for me. Nope, nothing, just some spam. Next, I went over to CraigsList to see if there were any hook-up requests. Of course, I know that CL is populated with loons and nutjobs but sometimes a real human puts out a call that resonates within me and I respond. These things very rarely go anywhere but sometimes, it is a provocative diversion. Sometimes I look at the ads purely for amusement. Unfortunately, on this day, none of the ads were worthy. I opened a couple of dating sites. I signed up and paid some money and utterly wasted every penny. These sites are a total waste. Except for small cliques of orgy enthusiasts, nobody ever hooks up. One of the sites seems to be overpopulated with trannies and that novelty doesn't do much for me. One of the sites has an instant messenger that runs cams and lately, I've checked out some of the men, women and couples showing off. Sometimes, there is even a sexy show camming from around the block or around the world. And some are even good looking! I scanned down the list and clicked on several cammers. The small popup windows stacked cascading onto my desktop. Hmmm...a fat guy sitting in front of his computer playing with a little penis. Click on the "x". A very fat lady with humongous tits, another click on the "x". A blank screen. Click. More fat ladies. Click. Click. Click. A young guy in a yellow tee shirt typing. Click. Wait a minute, what's this? Well, hello! She stood ten feet away from the camera. She was tall and thin and beautiful. I mean, omigod beautiful. I immediately became riveted to this woman and didn't move for several minutes. I just stared at the screen as she whirled and posed. Hmm, she had a nice rack. She looked like a fashion model but one with tits, and real beauties, too. She was modest. She was dressed scantily but enough covering her to leave much to the imagination. There was music in the background as she danced and she seemed to be having fun and showing off to one particular viewer. What a body. Her deep cocoa skin was flawless and her undulations were the ultimate of seduction. Her skin had an especially luminous glow; she was not black, not white but some wondrous combination. Even though she had no idea my eyes were beyond her camera, she danced for me and me alone. I was hooked. She stopped dancing and leaned into the camera. Smiling, she said, "I love to dance for you...oh you want me to dance naked? You know I won't do that. You want to see my breasts? Here. Here are my breasts." She leaned her light blue bra covered melons into the camera. She palmed them together and pushed them up pronouncing her magnificent cleavage. Then she pulled back allowing me to watch as she cupped one breast and caressed it. Her fingers scooped into the bra as she fondled a nipple. Her hand pushed the bra down a bit and now I could see her brown areole between her fingers. There was not enough space to see a nipple but that was what she did; how she drew you in. It was as though her finger was asking me to get up closer...to lick it...wha??? To lick the screen? Did I say that? I backed off and took a breath. Was I being seduced or was this some hypnotist's trick? I took another deep breath. She seemed to sense that there was a break in the continuum. She, too, backed off the screen. She said, "I have to go, my sweet pussy. Glen is coming home soon. Are you still coming over for a skinny-dip later? Good. We'll play later. Bye, love." She stopped broadcasting. "Well, this was a first. I think that maybe I need to get outside. I think maybe I need to find a life again. This is nuts." All this ran through my head and I got up from the computer desk. A few minutes later, I was driving toward the beach and the promise of a beautiful sunset (something I enjoy each night). The idea that I was seduced by an online cam chick simply blew my mind and I could not shake it. I thought of all the existential absurdities and I thought of my own weaknesses. I sat alone on the beach until it was dark before I headed home. Over the next week, I tried to keep my libido in check but it was oh, so difficult. Even though I cut back on my sex surfing, I seemed to jerk off more than my usual once a day. Damn, I needed some human contact sex - and soon. One afternoon, my curiosity got the better of me and I found myself reading the IM list to see who was camming when I saw her handle. I clicked on to see her in an animated conversation. I couldn't hear the other person but it was clear that she was speaking directly to the camera. "I know that's what you want but you can't have it. My pussy is not for everyone to see...yes, you can see it. I like when you lick it." She stood up and stretched. She was wearing a light pink bra and her large nipples showed through. She was also wearing a small pink thong. As she finished her stretch, she turned an put her ass into the camera. Ouch! I nearly banged my dick against the screen. She jumped back off as if she felt me poke her. She turned around, her pink thong revealing a delicious puffy camel-toe. She said, "I'll see you later, silly" and she turned off the cam. I quickly clicked on her profile. There were a half dozen pictures of her in slightly revealing clothes and poses. There was not much information but I learned that she was indeed a model. I also learned that she was into women. She's been camming to a woman. This news just made me stiffer. This went on over a few weeks. I had a new hobby taking up my time. I couldn't believe that I was into watching a tall, leggy black model dance around in her skivvies. Her power over me reminded me of David Bromberg's song "Sharon": "Oh what you do to these men!" and "You know the same rowdy crowd that was here last night is back again!" And I was there each night waiting on line with a ticket in my hand just to watch her crawl on her belly like a reptile. I was pathetic. So that brings me up to the present. Earlier today, after watching my favorite girl beguile me again, I tucked my stiffie into my shorts and headed down to the gulf to watch the sun set into the sea. I found my favorite dune, rolled out my blanket and sat down. I pulled my pipe from my pocket and filled the bowl. It was about a half hour to sundown and so I had a while to smooth out. I opened my thermos and took a swig of some Italian red that had been in there a couple of days. It wasn't great but the wine wasn't dead yet. I took a couple of deep puffs from my pipe and I drifted into a semi-meditative state. I guess about fifteen minutes must have passed until the sound of nearby voices brought me back to the present. A couple was walking towards me. "Do you mind if we watch the sunset with you?" "No, not at all. But with all this nearly deserted beach in front of us, why pick this spot? Just seems curious to me and begs the question." "Well, if this is the spot where that sweet smell of smoke was coming from a few minutes ago, this is where we want to sit." They both smiled broadly which caused me to laugh. "Come over here and join me. My name is Ray." "Hello Ray. I'm Jon, short for Jonathan and this is my wife, Becca, short for..." "I get it, Jon." I took my tin out of my pocket and filled the pipe. I handed it to Becca. She took my lighter and inhaled. I was surprised she didn't cough. It's pretty good weed but it does have a bite. She passed it to Jon, who proceeded to inhale and then cough. I laughed again. I couldn't help it. "Thanks, Ray, I needed that." Becca was smiling as she took the pipe back from Jon. "Look, Becca, even though you just bogarted that bowl, I'll let it go...this time. You have to catch up to me." Now the sun was beginning to meet its evening destiny and I focused on the sight as they toked up. A perfectly yellow ball began to sink into the sea. Occasional rays shot up and out from the corona as the sky turned a reddish hue streaked with deep blue. It sure was purty. "Oh, that is so beautiful. I think that is the nicest sunset we've seen. Don't you think, Jon?" "Yeah, well...that sunset a couple of days ago was pretty good." She began to laugh and turned to me. "He's just saying that because we had the french doors open in our bedroom and we were having sex as the sun set." "I can't believe she just said that but she's right." Jon was grinning now. I turned to Becca. "Then Jon is right. Sunset and fucking beats sunset anytime. In fact, I'd have to say that the sunset a couple of days ago was better. I left my blinds open and I was jerking-off when the sun set." All of us laughed. We were high, we were goofy and we laughed. "So are you two tourists?" "Yeah, I guess, sort of. I'm attending a medical convention down here for a few more days and we're staying up the road at the Ritz." "How do you like it?" "It's our first time here and we've had a great time. The weather here is awesome." "And where are you from?" "Cincinnati. It's Becca's first time to Florida." "Yeah, and I like it a lot. I could move here in a heart beat. But I'm getting cold, Jon, let's go grab a bite before we head back. And Ray, since we horned in on your dope and your peace, will you join us? Our treat?" "I'd be a fool to pass that up. There's a food shack right across the street that's supposed to be pretty good." "Great. Let's go. I've got the munchies." "I'll go check the menu." Becca jumped up and scampered toward the street. Jon followed her as I slowly folded the blanket, got all my gear and headed over to my car to stow them. As Jon and Becca were ahead of me, I had the opportunity to check them out. Becca, she was the perky one, I sensed a bit of mischief in her. I figured them both to be in their mid-forties. They were both good looking with somewhat athletic bodies. Becca's butt sashayed beautifully as I watched her cross the street. She had some funk, I could tell. Jon, on the other hand, seemed to walk professionally. I sensed that he might be a bit more uptight than his wife but I also figured that she was the one who got him to do things outside his narrow comfort zone. As someone once said (or maybe it was me), "When mama's snapper snaps, papa jumps." That was my amateur psych profile as I crossed the street. "This place looks great. They'll have a table in a moment. How 'bout a drink while we wait, Ray?" "Sure, Jon. I'll just have a cold beer, whatever lager's on tap." We were led to a small table in the corner. After a quick perusal of the menu, we ordered a bunch of appetizers: shrimp, wings, riblets, etc. This was an ideal munchie meal and we devoured it in short order, even as we laughed, giggled, joked and had fun. We all were very comfortable with each other. The beer had passed through me and I excused myself to the bathroom. When I returned a few minutes later, Becca excused herself. Jon had ordered me another beer and it arrived as I sat back down. "Oh, I don't know about another beer. I have to drive, you know." "Well, that brings up a question. Becca and I would like you to come back to our room. Would you?" I gave him an odd look. "Sure. I guess so. I only have a couple of bowls left but..." "That's good. But that's not what I mean, what I mean is would you come back to our hotel room and have sex with us. You know, a threesome. We talked this over while you were in the john and Becca is hot for you." "And this is okay with you? I mean, sure I would love to fuck your wife." "I'll also be involved. You know, a threesome..." I smiled. "Sure, man. I'd like that a lot." I took his hand and we shook. He seemed a little nervous yet I felt that he had conviction in his request. Becca returned and Jon quickly told her that I had agreed to join them. She smiled and said, sotto voce, "then, let's get out of here. Jon, take care of the bill. I'll be outside having a smoke." "I'll join you." Outside, I lit her cigarette and then my own. I looked at her closely now. I liked those tits, probably a large 34 or a small 36. I looked in her eyes. "Will you let me eat your pussy?" "Will I? I can't wait. We're going to have some fun." "And Jon is all right with this?" "I have taken my sweet husband places he never dreamed about, my friend. The answer is yes, he is very all right with this and is excited, too." "That makes three of us." "My car is over here. Follow me, okay? And take Becca, she'll show you where to park." In the three minutes it took to drive up to the Ritz-Carlton Resort, I'd placed my palm over the crotch of her tan shorts as she stroked my boner. She had me park in the back, near the back entrance to the hotel where Jon met us. We walked the quiet hallway up to the quiet elevator and stopped on the top floor, which was, you guessed it, very quiet. Their suite was large and expansive with a wall of windows looking out on the star-covered sea. Jon opened the door and we walked out onto the large balcony. It was a beautiful sight. The moon was just bright enough to cause the tops of the swells to twinkle. I took my stash from my pocket and filled the bowl. Quietly, we all toked up. Jon coughed again. After a couple of hits, Becca walked over to the outside tub and turned it on. In the darkness, the bubbling clear water looked so inviting. "I'm going to get freshened up," she said. "Jon, you get some drinks." "I think that maybe I'll have that beer now, Jon." "Oh, I don't think we have any beer. I think we have some red wine. Want some of that?" "Sure, I prefer red wine. That works." Jon returned with three glasses and we sat down around the small balcony table. "Have you ever been in a threesome, Ray?" he asked. "Yes, I have." "I mean, with another man?" "Yes, Jon. It's cool. You can touch me if you like. I enjoy sex in lots of variations. I'll also use rubbers if you like, although I recently had a check-up and I'm clean. I'm also vasectomized." Becca returned from the bedroom. She was wearing a hotel robe and holding fresh towels. "I like the sound of that. So, who's joining me? Wait a second, where's that pipe?" She toked up and then let the robe slip from her shoulders. "Ta-da!," she exclaimed, "not bad for a mother of two, huh?" "No way, You look great, Becca." I wasn't kidding. This woman was in great shape. Those are beautifully round happy tits with perky nipples. No belly. Short wispy pubes. Very nice." "Stop gaping, you guys and jump in." Jon and I were both naked and sliding into the tub. I looked over and saw that his dick was a bit smaller and thinner than my own. "Nice cock, Ray," Becca said with admiration. Jon smiled and nodded in agreement. As I sat down next to her, her small hand felt me up. "Oh, honey, his dick is beautiful. Isn't it?" "Yes, dear, it looks great." "I'm glad you both approve. But first, I have to do something, if you don't mind." I pulled Becca to me and lifted her up so she sat in my lap, my cock along her slit. "I want to feel this woman against me. Come on, Rebecca, rub your breasts against my chest." She leaned in. I could feel her outer lips riding my shaft. Her breasts rubbed against me, nipple to nipple. I held her with one hand as my other hand slid along her side until it cupped one breast. "Mmmm. You feel good, Becca." "No, it's you, Ray. How about we skip this tub and head right for the bed?" Like the Pied Piper leading the rats out of town, we followed her to the bed. As we toweled off, I refilled and lit the bowl again. This time, I took the first hit. "Let me have that, Ray. Here, now you lay down on your back while I toke on this...as I...slide...down...onto your...cock...aaah. That feels so good." She rocked on me and I slipped into her as we fell into a leisurely rhythm. Several times, I arched up and she let out a moan as she bottomed down. She was tight. She felt good. And then I felt Jon's tongue on my balls. He was sliding his tongue down her ass, around my balls and back up. I pulled her down toward me and began to suckle her nipple. My hands pulled her full, round beauties into my face. She was now in a position where her ass was higher. This allowed Jon to have more room to lick. It also caused her to moan again as his tongue slipped into her anus. "Jon, come over here. I want to suck you." Dutifully, he came around as she straightened up. My hands never left those breasts as I sat up cradling her in my lap. Her cunt just squeezed me tighter as I moved around. She took his shaft and began to lick the head. Her eyes never left mine. As she swallowed him, I arched up and pushed her further onto him. Both of them moaned. We did this for a little while until I decided to surprise them. As I stared into her eyes, her pussy rocking on my cock, her mouth filled with her husband's cock, I reached up and caressed his ballsac, almost feeding her his dick. More moans. "I love the image of men playing with each other. I makes me wild." She began to fuck me in earnest. She had a difficult time keeping Jon's cock in place but suddenly she was crazy in fuck lust and she had to cum. I rolled her onto her back and began to quickly pound her. Jon stood at her head and fed her his cock as his fingers pulled at her nipples. Her fingers danced around her clit and within a minute or two, she was convulsing in orgasmic spasms. Her pussy squeezed me and drew me deeper until I felt myself swimming in her cum. Her deep growl as it happened assured me that she had enjoyed it. We both collapsed for a minute and settled ourselves. "That was a great orgasm. Now I want you guys to make each other cum. I want to see you cum in Jon's mouth, Ray. I want to see him swallow your cum." Jon immediately leaned over me and took my cock into his mouth while Becca kept up the commentary. "That's right, suck his cock for me, honey. Can you taste my pussy all over it?" "Let me taste some that," I said. "I'm going to let him suck my just fucked pussy, honey. I'm just going to sit right down like this...ooooh...ummm...nice...he's licking my asshole, honey...oooh...do it more, Ray...I like it, Jon. He's licking my asshole while you suck his cock. Make him cum, honey...make him fill your mouth with it...take it all..." She got off me and moved closer to watch him gobble. I pulled his ass closer to my head and he picked up the message, straddling my head. His nice-looking meat hung just over my lips. The flared head was swollen and his dick looked to me like the perfect specimen. I closed my lips around the head and sucked it in. It filled my mouth without any gagging and it throbbed. I felt good, it felt good, everything was good. "Oh God...you're both sucking each other...how cool...so hot..." She ran her hand along my ass and tickled my pucker with her finger. "My husband and some stranger...sixty-nining...you like my finger in your ass, Ray?...feels good, huh...make you want to cum...shoot into Jonnie's mouth...if I push my finger in and out of your ass like this, does it feel good, Ray? Does it make you want to cum hard? If I rub your prostate like this..." That was it. I arched my cock up into Jon's throat as her finger rubbed my gland and I shot globs of cum into his maw. "Let me see, Jonnie?" He opened his mouth and pulled back as another rope splashed into his gaping mouth and across his nose. I let out a long growl or groan or some other sort of orgasmic sound effect. Jon slipped me back between his lips and gently caressed the head with his tongue. I shuddered as I deposited yet one more shot of jizz. My dick slipped from his lips. It hung there depleted and in repose. I had a big smile on my face watching Becca and Jon suck each other's face as my snowball passed between them. Such A Small World Ch. 02 Normally, I write a warning about the contents of this story and I write about the age limitation to read this story. This time I'm not writing any warnings. This story is about fun, satisfying sex and if you're too young to appreciate it, go somewhere else. To recap: Our hero, Ray, meets a couple on the beach. They connect and play in the couple's hotel room where anything goes...and cums, too! Better that you should read Part 1 before continuing. * I awoke the next morning still feeling immensely satisfied. After coffee and some chores, I finally sat down at my computer and found a message from Becca. "Ray, thank you so much for last night. After you left, Jonnie and I fucked like dogs in heat. We talked about it and we both agreed that it was better than we ever imagined. Both of us feel so free today. I'm even willing to have a woman join us now, something that never turned me on before. But right now, all I can think of is riding your cock again tomorrow night. Come before sunset and we'll have dinner here on the hotel's deck. Becca" This got me thinking and I called up my occasional fuck buddy, Sandy, and left a message for her to call me. Sandy is built similarly to Becca and Sandy is wild and bi and mojo fun, maybe... After several hours working on some paying jobs, I took a break from the computer. I wasn't horny at all but I flipped on the IM and scrolled down the list. There she was, my favorite cam girl. I clicked on and was rewarded with a beautiful sight. My girl was sitting in her computer chair wearing a nude exercise bra. Her legs were up on the seat and she had her fingers in her matching nude thong. She was all turned on; I could hear her moaning and her nipples were popping up pushing up against the bra. I swear I could dive into that cleavage and you would never ever find me. She smiled that perfect camera-ready grin and said a few things to the screen but I couldn't make them out. I wondered if the woman she was watching was doing the same thing. I popped a wood and touched myself, lightly rubbing the head. Today, my model reminded me of a young Whitney Houston and wow, what a sexy vibe. Suddenly, her hand rooted down into her thong. She slowly withdrew it and her fingers were very wet and shining in her juices. She slowly brought her fingers to her lips and sucked on them. Oh man, she was so hot. She withdrew her fingers with a pop, giggled and then turned off the broadcast. This was far more than I'd seen before; she'd never been this much of an exhibitionist, she'd always been discreetly covered. I sat and stared at the blank cam screen for a long time until I shook myself and walked wobbly from the desk. Here was the definitive example of the ability of a woman to take a man's mind and run away with it. This was a prime example of "the power of the pussy." Me? I was an example of a compete fool. Later in the day, as I was returning from the sunset, Sandy called me. "My favorite tongue, how you doin', Ray?" "Hello, you juicy twat. I'm good. You?" "Well, I'm working late tonight but I sure could use some of your TLC. Thank God, tomorrow is my day off. I'm just gonna veg." "I have a better idea. How about you hold off on that until tomorrow night. I met a terrific newbie couple last night and we had a wild threeway in their hotel room..." "Ooh, cool." "Yeah, well, it was mucho excellent. Anyway, they want to meet me again tomorrow night for some more playtime. Last night, the husband swallowed his first cock. Now the wife has interest in tasting pussy. Want to join me? I promise, you will love this, Sandy." "Are they in shape? Are they good looking? Is it really cool?" "Yes to all. I thought of you first because you're made for this couple and vice verse. These are classy people and you are a classy babe." "Okay, you sold me, you charmer. I'm in. What time?" "We get to the Ritz before sunset, have dinner on the deck and then go to their room." "I love it. Call me tomorrow. Now you made my pussy all wet..." "If I was there, I'd lick it for you." "Stop it, Ray, I have to go back to work! I'll see you tomorrow." I emailed Becca when I returned. "Becca, tomorrow will be as special as yesterday was. I'm bringing my friend, Sandy, with me. You will love her, I promise. We will all love her. We will have some major fun. Ray" I received this response: "Ray, I'm very excited. I'm certain that you probably have great taste in women and so I'm sure that Sandy will only add to our pleasure. I'm all damp now thinking about it. Becca" Great! I've made two women wet today and haven't even come close enough to sniff one! I spent the rest of the evening working, writing, watching some TV and generally lazing away. My mind, however, had visions of Becca's pussy dripping onto my face. Most of the dreams I had that night somehow incorporated that same image. Gee, I wonder why. In the morning, I felt a little weary until I relieved my morning wood. That always makes me feel better and it always perks me up. The morning email could not have been better. There were five jobs I had to complete, none of which were time consuming and all of which were lucrative. I was finished by eleven and I surfed around the web for a few minutes. I surfed over to my model thinking that maybe I should tell her that I love her. Or maybe not. But there she was sitting at her desk fully dressed, a large traveling wardrobe behind her. She was leaning into the camera. Her deep cleavage clearly visible under the blouse. What a set...sigh. "I have to go now, luv. I have a shoot I have to fly off to but I'll be back next week. Here's something to hold you over..." She stood up away from the desk and slowly hiked up her skirt. Her long legs seemed longer as she drew up the hem. She raised the skirt to her hips and exposed a pretty little nearly see-through lace white panty. She slowly pulled them down and for a brief moment, there was a perfect...shaved...puffy ...ouch! Oh God, what a beautiful cunt. She dropped the shirt and stepped out of the panties. She lifted them up and held the crotch to her nose. "Mmmm. I'm dripping for you. Mmmm. I smell delicious." She held the crotch directly in front of the camera. I leaned in to take a sniff before I caught myself. How many other horn-dogs in cyberspace just did the same thing? She giggled as if she got the joke, too. "Bye, my luv. Keep your sweet little pussy wet for me. See you next week. She clicked off the camera. Like so many days before, I sat there scratching my head. I wondered if this woman was even remotely aware of the power she held. I'm sure she was. I'm sure she knew that she crippled every viewer. She had to know. She was a seductress and a siren dragging her mesmerized millions onto the rocks. I'm sure she knew that certain death and destruction lay ahead for those unlucky enough to hear her beckoning song. Oh, she knew it alright; that was her job. I picked up Sandy at four. She was all decked out in a pretty outfit, all tropical pinks and yellows. She looked and smelled like a flower. "I don't think I've ever seen you look prettier, Sandy." "I'm all dressed up to get messed up...and for a free dinner at the Ritz. You look pretty handsome there yourself." "Well, thanks. It's just khaki pants and a blue polo, nothing fancy. Weeguns and no socks." "Are you wearing underwear?" "Yes, in fact, I am. I'm wearing a stretchy little lycra Body Glove - you know, you liked them last time. They feel nice around my balls. Satisfied?" "Sure! They're sexy! Want to know what I'm wearing?" "No, I think I'll wait to be surprised!" On the way down to the hotel, I filled her on how I met Becca and Jon and how our night went. My description made her all hot and gushy, which was exactly as I intended. When we walked onto the restaurant deck, I saw Becca waving to us and we joined them at a table along the rail. Both Becca and Jon looked good and they both seemed to glow. Dinner was delicious and we polished off a couple of bottles of wine. And, as I knew, Sandy fit in like a fine-leather glove. The two hours around the table flew by amid gales of laughter and camaraderie. Finally, Becca said, "There's still an hour or so before the sunset, why don't we continue this party upstairs?" With total agreement, we all stumbled out of the restaurant. The ladies went to bathroom while Jon and I stumbled up to their suite. A few minutes later, Becca and Sandy walked in laughing. Jon handed them glasses of wine and we sat down on the couch looking out at the beautiful horizon. "I like this," said Sandy, "I've never been in such a cool hotel room." She danced around the room checking it out. "It's going to be a great sunset tonight." She twirled and spun around, turning her pink and yellows into a festive blur. Jon turned on the music channel but Sandy scooted over and said, "You sit down, Jonnie, I'll find some music and I'll dance for you. Go on." She found a funky R&B station and began to find the beat. When she locked in, she twirled and danced over to the couch where Becca sat between the men. Sandy pushed the cocktail table away and began to dance around. As she danced, her skirt rose up and nearly slipped us a view but Sandy was aware of the effect and didn't go that far. She lifted her arms above her head and slowly drew the blouse up with them. Her small, deeply tanned back faced us as she pulled the blouse off and tossed it away. Then she slowly turned around. She was wearing a very sexy nude-toned bra. The material was thin and gauzy and her large round areolas were plainly excited. Sandy looked very hot as she ran her hands over her breasts and squeezed them together. Her cleavage reminded me of my earlier visit to my camming model. She'd worn a nude bra today, too. Sandy danced closer to Becca and twirled around lifting her skirt and exposing her ass cheeks. The skirt dropped to the floor and Sandy twirled around directly in front of Becca. She was wearing a matching nude thong, just a little wisp of a thing. You could clearly see her slit through it and a small wet spot forming in the center. The scent of her dampness quickly filled my nostrils. Sandy danced over to Jon. As she bumped and grinded, she ran her fingers into her slit and slowly brought them to her mouth. Jon reached out to her but she backed off and spun around dancing back over to Becca. Sandy was teasing us. She repeated the same move with her fingers although this time, they were far wetter. Sandy's perfume now filled the room. She inched up to Becca whose eyes were focused on the fingers and the squishy cunt under the thong. Sandy pulled her fingers out of her crotch and offered her hand to Becca. Becca leaned in, smelled Sandy's hand and then, with no hesitation, took the fingers into her mouth. Sandy crawled onto the couch and sat in Becca's lap. She leaned forward and they kissed, first tentatively and then with desire. Jon and I watched as they got more involved, their tongues dueling and their hands feeling, squeezing and caressing. Sandy unbuttoned Becca's blouse and scooped her breasts, pushing them and squeezing them against her own. Becca's hands held Sandy's butt. Sandy lifted up and took Becca's hand. Sandy threw her arms around Becca and they began to slowly dance together as Becca's clothing dropped in a pile. Now they were both in their undies and it was some hot spectacle. Jon looked at me. "This is amazing, Ray. Aren't they beautiful?" "Yes and suddenly I feel overdressed." I stripped down to my undies. Jon did the same although this time he sat next to me. "Those look very comfortable. Very sexy, too." "I'll say," said Becca, looking over at me. "Very cool, Ray." "Nice, Ray. I love the way they make your package look." Sandy added. The two women began to dance again, this time with Sandy pressing her leg between Becca's so that Becca could rub her pussy against Sandy's thigh. Jon ran his hand along my cock, tracing it through my underwear. I spread my legs for him as his fingers probed and felt me. When I looked back at the women, the bras were gone and Becca was sucking on a teat. But I was getting stiff from Jon's manipulation and it was obvious from the stiffy under his tighty-whities that he was enjoying himself. "Why don't we move this into the bedroom?" I got up and took the girls hands and led them. Jon followed close behind. Which was also where Becca ran her hand, along my underwear-clad posterior. "Ray! ...Oooh, that feels so nice. Almost like panties. Feel his butt, Sandy." One hand on each cheek felt nice from my end, too. Once we were in the bedroom, Jon's hands joined theirs and we were quickly standing in a four-way intertwining grope. Somehow, we tumbled onto the bed laughing and touching. Sandy hooked her thumbs into my underwear and pulled them down. My dick popped up and bobbed back and forth. This caused more giggles. "Time to get serious," Sandy firmly stated. She got up on her knees and peeled down her little thong (you know, ordinarily I would say that this thong was a waste of material but considering that there was no material..., nevermind). She held the flimsy crotch in her hand and placed it to her nose. "Mmmm. Nice." She rubbed her sopping slit and placed her fingers at my nose. I deeply inhaled and smiled broadly. She then did the same to Jon who, like me, enjoyed this form of aromatherapy. She took her thong and rubbed it along her gash. Satisfied that it was damp enough, she held it up to Becca. Becca nodded and Sandy placed it over her nose. This all seemed so familiar to me. Becca inhaled and let out a quiet moan. Sandy then pulled Becca's panties down and quickly brought it to her nose. "Mmmmmm, sweeter than my pussy" she exhaled. Sandy turned to Jon and pulled his underwear down. She stroked his cock a few times and then took it into her mouth. I knew that Sandy would give an ace blowjob because she never failed to impress me. Becca took my cock into her mouth and proceed to slurp me. I ran my fingers down her ass crack and scratched lightly at her pubes. "Nice cock, Jon, but I've got some rounds to make." Sandy looked at Becca sucking on me and then stared at my busy hand. "Let me see that, Ray." She scooted around to Becca's rear and replaced my fingers with her tongue. "Oh, I like that. I want some more!" She rolled onto her back and placed her head between Becca's thighs. I don't know which one of them squealed first but Becca pulled off my cock and sat back on Sandy's tongue. She squeezed her breasts and her nipples as she wallowed in Sandy's skills. "Everybody stop!" I shouted. "Look outside!" The sun was beginning its descent into the gulf. It was a deep red-orange and under the cloudless sky, it was sinking perfectly. "It looks just like a New Mexico license plate, I swear." We were silent as we watched the sun slip away. The room turned dark with an orangey glow. When the sun was finally gone, we were all smiling at each other. "What a sight. I'm going to miss that," said Jon. Now it was I who scooted around the bed so I could go to work on Jon. His dick was semi-hard from Sandy's work and he watched as his wife now straddled Sandy and rode face. I was about to go down on him when Becca called to him. "Jonnie, come over here. I want you to watch me eat pussy. I want you to see me do it for the first time." Sandy moved around so that her head was up on the pillow and she could watch, too. Jon and I sat on either side. Becca, who is one hell of a sport, looked down on Sandy's puffy vulva and patted it, made nice to it and softy caressed it. "It feels so soft." Sandy spread her legs wider so that she was wide open for Becca's perusal. "You smell intoxicating, Sandy. I'm going to lick your pretty thing..." She leaned her head in and buried it Sandy's pussy seemingly taking the whole thing in. Sandy groaned, "Oh that feels so good baby. Yessss." Becca pulled her head up and began to tongue at lick at the folds, in the folds, deep inside the canal and around the clit. "Mmmmmm. You're a quick learner, Becca. You keep doing that to my clit and I'll squirt all over you,...yeah, just like that. Yeah. Gently." I took Sandy's nipple between my lips. I know that she likes some rough play on her nipples and so I sucked on it hard, sometimes with little bites while she held my head in place. "Is it good, Becca. Do you like the taste of her pussy?" Jon inquired. "It's different from what I expected but it feels so good, she tastes so sweet. Yeah, I like it." I left Sandy and went over to Jon. I pushed him onto his back and mounted his head as I fed him my hard cock. I slowly leaned over and devoured his cock as deeply as I could. "Me, too," cried Sandy, as she scooted under Becca, "I want to eat you, too." Now the four of us were sixty-nining next to each other and the bed was rocking. Jon's cock was pistoning my jaw. It felt great as it slid over my tongue. I put my hands under his butt and played with his ass. He did the same to me. We were all doing some serious face fucking, sawing in and out, licking up and down. I closed my eyes and let the sweet sounds of sex surround me. I concentrated on long slurps up and back, rolling around the head and sucking on the piss hole. I wanted his seed and was soon rewarded. He came first with a couple of hard thrusts and a grunt, cum was dripping down my lips, big fat globs of salty cum. "Right there. Uh-huh...yes...there, there...omigod...omigod," she yelped. Becca's orgasm followed a moment later. She was heaving and panting, rocking on Sandy's wet face. She looked over to Jon and touched his face. Her fingers curled around my cock. Quietly, she said, "I love you, Jon. I love you." Then she turned back to Sandy's soaking puss and buried her tongue into it. "Come on my face, Sandy. Come for me...come all over me...I want to drink you up." Sandy was moaning and heaving her belly up and down, her legs splayed over Becca's head. Her moaning picked up volume into a full-blooded wail. I looked over as she cried out and proceeded to soak her tongue-lasher's face. She followed her orgasm with a long sigh and collapsed atop of Becca. "Oh, girl, you're a natural...that was wonderful." She scooted over to Becca's face and they grasped each other, kissing and licking. I concentrated upon my orgasm now. I could hear the women comment upon Jon's oral technique, which was now a combination of sucking on the head and, with his hand, twisting up the shaft. "Are you cumming?" he asked, I want you to cum." "Almost there," I replied, "just keep that up. Don't stop." I heard Sandy say to Becca, "Watch me make him cum." The next thing I felt was a tongue penetrating my asshole and she was right, that did it. I arched up and shot bullets into Jon's mouth. It wasn't a really big orgasm but it sure was satisfying. I rolled off him only to find him roll onto me and kiss me, spreading my cum into my mouth. "That is so far out. Jonnie, I am so impressed." The four of us lay immobile for a few minutes. "In the couple of days I know you two, you've gone from plain vanilla fuckers to rainbow cocksuckers and pussy-lickers. Howzit feel?" "Liberating." Jonnie smiled. "I just love feeling so uninhibited." "Good word. I agree. You know, last night when Jonnie and I had sex, it was wilder, more physical. It was better. It was like you said, Ray, 'real gourmet sex'." "Yes, it was more fun than usual. I'm glad we did this. I know that both of us feel liberated." Sandy listened to them and added, "You had a great teacher. Ray is so loosy-goosy and laid back...and so sensual. You know, I've enjoyed lots of good sex but I remember well the first time with Ray. He so rocked my world. He's my favorite fuck-buddy. I love his cock, his tongue, his hands... He's just so much fucking fun!" Such A Small World Ch. 02 "Please, please stop, you're embarrassing me. Ain't no big deal, ain't no nevermind. I just like to enjoy sex. There's no rush, you know, just savor the pleasures. That's my motto." "And a damn good one, too. I think Becca and I will adopt it. Now, Sandy, may I go down on you?" "You may Jon. You may indeed!" "Hey Ray, let's do some good old vanilla fucking. What do you say?" "Gee, B, I don't know if I remember how." She lay on her back and spread her legs wide. I rolled atop of her and slowly, very slowly, inched my meat into her soaking puss. When I was all the way in, I gave a little push and she squealed. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. She kissed me very soulfully, I could feel her heart. As I slowly stroked her, she stroked back. We were in a very slow dance and loving it. She quietly whispered into my ear, "Thank you for showing us the way, Ray. You will always be in my heart, I will always love you for your gift." I sighed. I could feel so much of her emotion. She was so much more than just a fuck to me. I felt so close to her. I knew that her husband was on the other side of the bed slurping away at Sandy's pussy. I could hear her moan in rapture so I knew that he was not only doing a good job but not paying attention to the fact that his wife and I were making love. I mean, real love. Our sex was transcending the physical act. I whispered into her ear, "Becca, this is the true gourmet sex. I know that I will always love you." We kissed deeply as our connection increased. I could feel her vagina wrap around me and hug me tighter as we just slightly increased our tempo. Both of us were suddenly sweating profusely. As I plunged in, she thrust back. I felt her quiver and then I began to come inside her. She gasped and began to come too, her pussy pulling me in, vibrating and pulsating. When we'd both climaxed, we fell into a tight clench. It was true magic. We lay peacefully as watched as Sandy began to growl and groan as her orgasm rose. "Oh, so good...so good...," her throat let out a "rrrrrrrr' as she came and her head swayed from side to side, her eyes were closed and she was peaking. When she came, Jon came up for air, his face glistening with her juice. "Oh that was sooooo good, Jon. That was as good as it gets. Thank you, you are a pussy eating master...and almost as good as your wife." "I have to agree," said Becca, "last night, he had me scraping the ceiling. Last night was memorable." "I think it's only fair that we return the favor, Becca. Now lay back, mister, we're gonna make you crazy." I lay there with a big smile on my face as Sandy and Becca began to lick his cock. Their tongues snaked up his cock and met at the helmet in a dueling tongue kiss. One mouth on his balls and another gobbling his dick kept his blissful smile wide. Then they exchanged places and kept him right on the edge. And then it was back to sharing his shaft. I had a wicked awesome idea. I scooted around behind the women and lifted his legs. I ran my finger into Sandy's drippy hole and then placed the lubed finger on Jon's pucker. Slowly, I inched my cock closer. Becca saw what I was doing and arched her eyebrows. I smiled back. Very slowly, I placed the head of my cock at his rear hole. I pushed it in just a little before he tensed up and then pushed back. The women were busy licking him but they were watching me slowly enter him. He pushed against me and his ass began to swallow me. I had about five inches up his chute and was slowly pumping him with long, slow, even strokes. Sandy helped me along by pushing a finger up my ass. My sphincter gripped it and, like a hand puppet, I let her set the rhythm. "Oh!" Jon groaned. "That feels pretty good. Fuck me, Ray." He didn't have to ask because that is exactly what I was doing. "Oh, my Jonnie. You're getting fucked by Ray's big cock." She sucked on his helmet and moaned. "Come, baby, come for us." Sandy mounted his face. "One more hole to fill, Jon. That's it, drink my cunt." He began to push harder against my cock and soon I was buried to the hilt. "You're making me cum," he gasped. "I'm gonna cu..." Becca pulled her mouth off his cock as it began to spurt like a fountain all over her face before it pulsed a couple of times and dripped from his pisshole down his shaft. The women moaned and lapped it up. The moans turned to giggles and then we were all giggling like little kids. We sat around on the bed for a while, drinking wine and toking up. "You took my cock like a champ, Jon." "At first, it seemed distracting but very quickly, it started to feel good. I felt full and it seemed to make my dick harder. Yeah, I liked that." "I could feel you get harder. I could feel you getting lost in it, Jonnie. I could tell how much you liked it. I think I felt a little jealous." "No need for that, babe. Your ass is mine and I'm going to fuck you blind. I promise." "Oh good, something else to look forward to. I can't wait." We were all limp and Becca was yawning. "Regretfully, I think we should call it a night...and a wonderful night at that. Jon and I have to get to the airport in the morning and I'm feeling beat. I hope you don't mind. That was wonderful. I feel so sexy." She stretched and her lush little body rippled. Her breasts seemed to bounce with joy. "I'm glad we had this time together. You two are great people...and great sex partners. You've taken our fantasies and showed us how good reality can be. If you folks make it up to the Queen City, you know where you'll stay. Becca and I wouldn't have it any other way." As Sandy and I were leaving, Jon hugged me and said, "Thank you so much, Ray. This was a life-changer." I hugged Becca and she gently kissed my cheek. We looked into each others eyes and said nothing. It was unnecessary. Sandy and I quietly drove back. We were both quite satisfied. "You were right, Ray, that was great sex with a great couple. It was truly as good as it gets. That guy can eat my cunt any time, any day, any where. And so can his wife." "Yeah." I agreed. "I could easily fall for her. It's a good thing they're leaving in the morning." And then I remembered something. "Sandy, you sexy little twat, I have to tell you something. When we first got to their room and you did your little tease slash dance, I had a deja vu experience." "I don't understand. What do you mean?" "Well, earlier in the day, I was online surfing around. There's this site with live cams and lately, I've been watching this amazing woman..." "Don't tell me...tall, beautiful, cocoa skin?" "Get outta town. You're shitting me." "I watch her, too. Sometimes, we cam each other. She is such a tease. And she's so hot. She turns me on so much. Say no more because you're right. When I was getting dressed for tonight, I decided to wear the outfit she was wearing today. I danced and teased in imitation of her." "Well, I'll be damned. After I watch her, I feel like such a damn fool. She has such power over me." "Me, too. I get so wet watching her even though she never shows the goods. It's like I'm under her spell." "I know exactly what you mean. Do you know anything about her?" "Nope. I know that she's a fashion model. I think that maybe she's married and I think she lives up in Jacksonville or Saint Augustine, somewhere around there. As soon as I see her on, I get so wet. And, yes, I feel silly, too, but I don't care. I immediately turn on my cam and show her how wet I am." I couldn't help but laugh. Such a big Internet and such a small world. "Ray, take me back to your place. I want to sleep next to you tonight. I mean sleep because I'm all fucked out. I just want to feel your body next to me...and sure, we'll fuck in the morning." "Sure, Sandy, sounds like a plan. Maybe one of these days, we'll put on a show for our camgirl and let her see what she does to us." Sandy smiled. "No, maybe we'll just tease her and give her a taste of her own medicine." We laughed over that image and continued laughing until our spooned bodies were out and down for the count. As I drifted off, my mind replayed the evening's events and how Sandy, I and how many millions of others shared such a small - and sensual - world. * Thanks to all for such wonderful feedback of Part I. I hope you enjoyed the conclusion as well. If you're ever down in Florida south of Tampa, let me know and we'll write a new chapter together. Such A Small World "My baby hasn't cum yet. We have to make my baby cum." She made a little pout. "How would you like to make him cum, milady?" "How about you and I sixty-nine while he fucks me?" "How 'bout it?" We got into position with Becca above me and a pillow folded in half under my head. Her beautiful pussy was just above my eyes as she slid down my face toward my cock. Her fine tits came first, crushing me between her cleavage. I made sure to coat as much of them as I could with my saliva. Then came her navel. She rested her pubic bone on my chin and wiggled against me. When her slit rose across my nose, she gasped as I rubbed against her. I licked her from the tip of her slit all the way to her rosebud and back. She lifted her hips as she dropped her face onto my balls. Jon was kneeling behind her waiting for her to signal that it was time to fuck her. Her wiggling ass conveyed the message. I watched as he slid into her sloppy twat until he rested his balls on my head. He did this a few times until I reached around and held his sac, pressing my index finger tip at his ass. Now I concerned myself with the clit that was grinding and rotating against my tongue. I kissed it. I sucked on it. I ran the tip in circles around her clit. I flicked at it. She picked up the tempo and pressed down on me even more. Jon picked up his beat, too and the three of us were rocking. My cock wasn't getting hard but she seemed quite happy nursing on it. I was more interested in seeing these two explode on top of me. I squeezed her breast and the nipple was about as hard as I have ever felt a nipple get, and that's pretty hard. Her juices were dripping onto me and my head was awash in her intoxicating scent. I was floating, I swear. She pushed back against him and started to shake. She quickly rose into the throes of orgasmic bliss. I watched as her outer lips distended and pulsed on his cock. He pushed in and she squeezed back. That was it for Jonnie. His cock pumped deeply into her bowels as he grunted. She pumped it a few times and his cum dripped down on my head. He slowly withdrew and she pulled forward. His cock flopped onto my face as I swallowed it. She was on her knees still above me and I suspected she was watching. Just then, a huge glob of cum slipped out of her pussy and onto my chin. She turned around and licked me clean as I licked her husband clean. We lay on the bed entwined and very, very satisfied. I was beat. I slipped out of bed and took a shower. Quietly, I got dressed and started to make my way out when Becca called to me. Naked, she came into the living room and looked every bit as delicious as she could possibly look. "Give me your phone number. We're going to be here for a few more days and I want us to do this again. And again and again. This was great, Ray, really great. Jonnie and I have been fantasizing about this night for several years. We never made the right connection or maybe we were too scared to really do it that it became part of our bedroom play. Tonight, we really did it. We really did and it was better than anything we ever hoped. You made our first time memorable. We want to do it again. I've never had another man...hell, I've never even touched another penis and it was great. And Jonnie finally got his wish, too. Whew... Look, Tomorrow, Jonnie has a whole day in sessions and a dinner at night but how about I call you after that? Will you come back and can we fuck each other again?" "Yes, I think I can. In fact, why don't I stay right here so I don't have to come back! No, I'm just kidding. The sex tonight was at the gourmet level. Let's see if we can do it again. You call me and let me know." I leaned into her and took her into my arms. I put my mouth next to her ear and whispered, "Becca, you are so fucking hot. He's very lucky. And you're a great lay. I can't wait to see what scenarios you stage next time." I nibbled on her ear lobe and felt her press against me. She whispered to me, "Your cock felt so good inside me. You filled me up. I want that again." She kissed me. "And you shall have it, milady." I wrote down my number and my email, bowed to her and made my way out. It was deep in the night and there was no traffic. It took me relatively no time to be back in my bed, happily snoring. More to come...