1 comments/ 43357 views/ 2 favorites The Pleasure Van Ch. 01 By: Many Feathers Authors note: I'd like to give a very special thanks and appreciation to BrettJ for reviewing and editing this story. Chapter One When my friend and soon-to-be partner Mike came to me with the idea, I thought at first he was crazy. But the more we talked about it, and began laying everything out, the more it began sounding less crazy, and far more feasible. We already had the van, a nice one, and with a little modification, we'd soon have the first Pleasure Van ready to roll with the hopes that eventually there'd be more as the business grew, which we hoped that it would. We'd even had it specially painted already with the letter's P.V. emblazoned on both sides, with the image of an attractive woman's face, eyes partially closed, mouth partially open, seemingly naked, though that was cleverly concealed as she held onto the back of a man's head, holding him to her, looking like she was in the throes of orgasmic bliss. Wherever we drove, we got several curious looks, not to mention a number of inquisitive phone calls as we also had the telephone number prominently displayed as well, with an additional amusing message just above it. "For a good time...call." But in the beginning, I wasn't as sure. "A fuck mobile?" Trying to imagine it, which at the time I still couldn't. "Isn't that illegal or something?" "No!" He'd responded. "We're not pimps, and we're certainly not hiring out girls to perform sex acts either. All we're doing is renting out a place where others can. No different than someone coming in and booking a motel room for an hour. The only difference is, this one's on wheels, and it can go anywhere anyone wants day or night. Hell Steve, we can drive it right up to their door, pick them up for a fun night out, and depending upon what they wanted, how long they wanted it, and even where they wanted to go, we bring them back at the end of the ride to their home again all happy and content." Even I had to admit; I wouldn't mind doing that myself. "The best part is, we make it as affordable as they want it, from the full-on first class treatment, wine, fruits, cheese, whatever they want. Hell, they can even pick the music they want us to play; we pipe it in, offer up additional services..." "Such as?" I asked carefully. "Well, like if they want themselves videotaped? We even do that, giving them the only tape of the whole evening afterwards. We drive wherever they want us to take them and charge out the mileage accordingly. So like I said, if they just want to climb in the back and fuck for an hour in their own driveway, we'll even do that, keeping it as affordable as possible for everyone." "You know Mike, this might actually work!" "You're damn right it will!" He said grinning. "We give them a plush place to fool around in, as much privacy as they want, or even don't want ... because who knows, maybe some of them will even get off on their being watched for all we know!" I was envisioning that too, or trying to anyway, though I wasn't sure my wife Tracy would be too keen on that part. But if that was the only real concern I might have, the rest of it sounded realistic. And not all that surprisingly, even Tracy was all for it when we sat down and laid it all out for her. It was only a couple of weeks later with a very small amount of cash needed to get started in really poshing up the van that we sent out some fliers, did a bit of advertising on some local radio stations, and went into business. None of us really had any idea what to expect, but it certainly wasn't anything like what happened either. Within twenty-four hours, we'd been flooded with phone-calls, were booked solid, so much so that we'd actually started taking special reservations in advance now, months ahead, just for events like Anniversaries and Birthdays. It quickly became obvious that we needed to carefully schedule our bookings, leaving more than enough time for cleaning and servicing between them, as well as ensuring that we had everything we'd agreed to on our simple contract to ensure that the customer's wishes were all satisfactorily met! Our very first booking was a First Class, Grade-A-the-whole-nine-yards excursion. And though we had quite a collection of CD's people could chose from to listen to, they could also bring their own at no additional charge, as was the moon roof we'd installed they could open as wide as they wanted, if that's what they wanted, and fuck beneath the stars as we drove along, or bask in the sunshine in the middle of the day if that's what they preferred doing. The bed itself was enormous, all things considered, with places to sit their drinks, snacks, not to mention a compartment of brand new sterilized toys they could purchase if they chose, or wished to include them during their adventure! Directly behind the drivers compartment, which could be closed and sealed for total privacy, there were two chairs for sitting and changing clothes, or even for coupling in if they chose to do that in addition to the bed. The bottom line was, it was a comfortable innovative little honeymoon suite on wheels with nearly every amenity you could think of, including a space where you could special order something if we could do it, or find it, that we hadn't already offered or mentioned as being part of whatever package was desired. As it was basically our maiden voyage, as it were, Mike and I went together, though even Tracy had expressed the desire to Chauffer people around herself eventually. We'd booked this particular trip for four hours, a drive up to a specific pre-specified location, a two hour stay there, and then another hour's drive back. Wearing our new snazzy, without looking too ridicules Chauffeur's uniforms, as most people we'd spoken with in the beginning tended to like the idea of being Chauffeured, even though we weren't exactly driving in a limousine, Mike and I pulled up in front of the first clients house. Because of the special additional request and services we'd been given, Tracy and Mike's girlfriend Amber had driven up ahead of us to the prearranged location in the service van with the prepared meal, wine and delicacies we'd been asked to provide. By the time we arrived it would all be set up and waiting for them. I stood outside the custom van we were driving and held the sliding door open for our first clients as they soon after emerged and stepped inside. I looked up smiling towards Mike as he smiled back after the woman had gotten in. It was still warm enough in the day, especially this time of year that no coat was needed or certainly necessary. Yet she was wearing one, and I had smiled towards him, receiving a return smile as we both acknowledged in our mutual guess, that that was all she was wearing as she got in. try this perhaps "was all that she was wearing as she got in" - up to you, but that that sounds bad Even the guy who'd hired us gave me a knowing smile as he stepped in behind her, after which I then closed the door, securing it, and settled into the passenger seat as Mike took the driver's side. Looking back into the plush compartment, I quickly informed them of all the available luxuries and amenities at their disposal, along with approximate drive time to their scheduled destination though Brad, our client had specifically asked us not to divulge where it was we were going to his companion. "The button's on the control panel next to you will open or shut the privacy screen between us," I then informed them, also pointing out the moon roof. "Whatever music you'd like can also be accessed through the same panel." It was our hope that perhaps on occasion, our clients might indeed find it thrilling or exciting to have a silent audience, so we'd opted to let the client shut the privacy screen themselves if they so desired. We had barely even pulled away from the curb when it came down, effectively shutting off any further communication between us except through the intercom system which they could also access if they wished to speak with us as we drove. "Damn!" I said, though having half expected it as we pulled away, though noticing moments later that Brad had turned on the cameras so they were indeed recording their adventure together. Likewise, the Moon Roof light came on, telling us that he had also opened that. Not too surprising as they could turn up the air conditioning if they preferred or open the roof if that was sufficient enough for their purposes. I settled back in my seat for the hour's drive as Mike drove, surprised some fifteen minutes later when he and I both heard the privacy panel beginning to open. I turned in my seat looking back. "It's not necessary to open the panel if you wish to speak..." I'd begun, and then grinned, tapping Mike on the leg with my hand as he glanced into the rear view mirror towards them himself. Though he was still partially clothed, the dark haired brunette who was with him wasn't, somewhat confirming our original suspicions that she hadn't been wearing anything beneath her coat in the first place. At the moment, he was sitting in one of the two oversized chairs; she was already in his lap, which they had swiveled around so that they were sitting on the side as we looked back towards them. Once again grinning as it gave both of us a perfect view of her at that angle as she slowly moved up and down grinning towards us as she fucked him there in the seat. "Just keep your eyes on the road," I reminded Mike as he occasionally glanced in the mirror. "And just remember, you're the one driving back on the return trip," he added to that as per our agreements. I watched as Brad fondled her rather nice-sized breasts, soon sucking them as she continued to hump herself slowly up and down his shaft for a few more minutes until at his suggestion, she dismounted; now standing. We had also installed a single railing from the seats towards the bed area where a person could safely hold onto it for support as we drove should they decide to stand up and walk back and forth between the two areas, which she now did. Only she had no intention yet of going back to the large bed which was turned down and openly inviting. Instead, she now stood with her head clearly poking through the moon roof opening, enjoying the feel of the warm breeze as we slowly drove along the now winding highway heading up into the hills near the city. But that wasn't her reason for doing so either, now using the support bar as a means to balance herself, now leaning forward as Brad stood up himself, now standing behind her, reinserting his prick inside her cant once again. Mike and I both watched, though his direct view was partially blocked, though now having turned in my seat so I could directly watch, which is what I assumed they had wanted and were enjoying as I did so. The brunette obviously enjoying herself with her head still partially above the moon roof opening as she occasionally stood straight, though mostly leaning over and forward while facing me, looking at me. Her smile wickedly erotic, as were the expressions on her face as Brad stood fucking her slowly from behind. I felt my own cock stiffen while watching them, not too surprisingly so, seeing the woman's tits wildly swinging to and fro beneath her as they coupled, her moans of pleasure easily heard as we continued to drive along. "Oh yeah baby, fuck my hot wet pussy!" She urged him unnecessarily, but I figured her erotic commentary wasn't just for him either, as she looked forward towards me, ensuring that whatever she did or said would be captured on the video as well. "Fuck my cunt baby, that's it...fuck my hot wet sticky cunt!" A short time later, they switched positions, with Brad now holding onto the rail for support as he stood, and as she knelt in front of him lavishing his rock-hard prick with her mouth. My own was now straining against my slacks as I'm sure Mike's was as he too occasionally reached down trying to readjust himself. "How much longer before we get there?" Brad asked me, startling me somewhat when he asked, his cock still firmly embedded within the woman's mouth. "Another fifteen, twenty minutes," I told him, seeing him smile. "Good, time enough for a nice little cum, cocktails and Hors d'Oeuvres before we're there then!" Having heard his comment, the brunette began to busy herself even more enthusiastically, hand-pumping as well as now sucking his prick ardently, expectantly now wanting him to cum, which moments later he soon did. "Oh yeah baby, that's it! That's it! Gonna shoot it now...fill your mouth with my fucking cream...take it baby, that's it...take it! Take it! Take it!" It was clearly obvious that he was indeed doing just that, as she swallowed his load greedily, moments later licking her lips, still slowly hand-stroking his cock as she cleaned it off with her mouth, soon after allowing him to retake his seat, which she likewise did, now sitting across from him as he poured them both a glass of wine from the bar. "Can I interest you in one?" he asked. "Ah sorry, no. Not while we're working," I informed him. "Of course," he acknowledged, handing the brunette a glass of white wine as he poured himself a red. "Would you like to see her masturbate?" he then asked, looking at me without even having asked her if she would, though she immediately grinned having heard that, already swinging her seat even more directly towards me, one leg over the single arm of the chair, the other she had tucked up beneath her, sitting on it. "It's one of her own personal fantasies," he then informed me. "And I told her that most likely; she'd be able to enjoy doing it." "We're here to do whatever you'd like us to do," I announced. "And it will certainly be our pleasure as well to watch her do so if that's her wish." "It is," she spoke. "And by the way, my name's Cindy," she said introducing herself as she spread her legs even more obscenely, giving me a clear view of her wet glistening cunt, though Mike's was again not nearly so. "You're definitely driving on the return trip!" He announced good-naturedly, to which I laughed as I considered the very real possibility they might actually close the partition between us for the drive home again. Though we had made it clear in the beginning that there were adult toys available for purchase and for use should they desire them, Cindy seemed to prefer using her own fingers as she spread herself, now dipping a finger in her wine glass, applying the liquid to both her nipples as well as her clit as she sat there playing with herself. "Very nice," I commented softly, watching her, as Brad likewise did, though I also noticed his cock, even having just squirted, was already rising in aroused knowledge of seeing her touching herself. Cindy seemed to enjoy putting on a show, which I certainly did too of course, seeing her as she twirled that hard little clit of hers with her fingers, sometimes sinking two, even three fingers inside herself, withdrawing them, showing all of us the creamy white substance which was sticking to them which she then either fed to Brad, or cleaned off herself. Had she offered, I would have done likewise, but she didn't. "Almost there," Mike announced shortly. "About five minutes," he added. "Me too!" Cindy giggled, though she quit playing with herself much to my own disappointment, once again slipping into her long lightweight coat, just as Mike pulled into the designated area we'd been told to go to. Looking out, I was pleased to see the girls had indeed gotten here, and had everything set up. A nice little table for two, white linen table cloth, corked wine, and Italian pasta with all the trimmings lay waiting for them upon our arrival. And also as asked and requested, at an additional small cost of course, was Tracy and Amber standing there waiting to serve them, each wearing a sexy serving girls outfit, though both were obviously bare-breasted, with their tits gloriously exposed. "Damn, they look good too don't they?" Mike immediately observed as we got out, helping our guests out, and then seating them at their awaiting table. Once we had done so, Mike and I moved off out of the way, letting the girls take over as they began serving them their specially prepared dinner. "What's the deal with all this anyway?" Mike asked me. "Well, from what little I know, this guy owes all this property up here, and eventually, he has plans on building himself a real fancy little place, right about where we are now, with the deck being pretty much where they're being served." "Boy, I can see why!" Mike observed. "The view is breathtaking from up here isn't it?" I knew what he really meant of course, but at the moment, Cindy had once again removed her coat, now sitting entirely naked herself, as Tracy and Amber likewise with a good deal of themselves exposed, gaily chatted, joked, teased and catered to nearly every whim of our guests while they sat at their table as Mike and I stood off and well away to the side, enjoying a smoke while watching it all. "You know Steve, one or two more first class adventures, and we could actually be in the black here," he said excitedly as we continued to stand there watching the four of them. "Yeah, I know," I agreed though my mind really wasn't on business at the moment, I'd been riding along for the past hour now with a hard-on, so that's what I happened to still be thinking about at the moment as we stood there. The truth was, we actually did have another first class booking scheduled, along with several only slightly less expensive excursions, and at least a dozen or more one to two hour bookings, a couple of which were nothing more than just parking the van in their drive-ways while our couples fucked one another's brains out for an hour, which even then was certainly worthwhile for the relatively inexpensive cost associated in doing that. We had parked the van with the side doors, and the back doors open, giving them easy access to the bed either way, if they chose to climb back in and use it after they'd finished eating. After having finished a light, but deliciously tasting meal, but not so much that they'd feel too stuffed, and no longer amorous, Brad and Cindy did indeed sit sipping a cognac together afterwards. "Question for you," Brad said waving me over to him. "Yes?" "I was wondering, while we're sitting here digesting our dinner, enjoying our drinks, if the four of you wouldn't mind putting on a bit of a sexy show for us, something to reawaken our appetites for afterwards." I was hesitant myself, not so much for doing it, but as to how either Tracy or Amber would react to the suggestion. "I'll make it worth your while, would another five hundred be sufficient?" he asked. "Um, let me check with my partners," I told him, and then moved off towards where Tracy and Amber were busily packing up and putting things away as Mike helped them. I spoke to them briefly, telling all three what he'd just asked, and offered us, and waited for their response, not at all sure what it would be. To my surprise, Tracy grinned, caught a nod of the head from Amber, and then began walking back towards the table where Brad and Cindy were still seated. "What would you like us to do?" I heard her asking. "Whatever you'd like to do," Brad told her. "Just as long as you're all naked while you're doing it," he added simply with a lusty grin on his face. Mike and I watched, somewhat in surprise as both Tracy and Amber quickly slipped out of their naughty little uniforms, waving us over to them as they did. "Holy shit!" Mike exclaimed grinning as he walked towards them with me right behind, glad at least to finally be doing something about this massive erection I'd been sporting ever since we'd arrived here. Just seeing my wife Tracy slip out of her clothing was enough to put me at full staff almost immediately, though as I watched Mike doing the same, it was clearly evident he'd been just as aroused as I had been. The Pleasure Van Ch. 01 Tracy had slightly larger breasts than either Cindy or Amber had, though not quite as perky as Cindy's were, much fuller, hanging far more heavily against her rib-cage, though I had always found that more provocative and preferable for my own tastes. Amber was smaller than both, though her breasts had an equally sexy up turn to each of them, capped with almost chocolate brown colored nipples, as opposed to my wife's lightly colored pink ones, with Cindy's almost a light tan, by way of comparison. Still, it was a virtual smorgasbord of tantalizing titty flesh as Mike and I stood feasting each just before joining them. Using one of the other spare chairs they had brought along to sit in patiently while Brad and Cindy enjoyed their dinners, Tracy now took one for us, as Amber likewise grabbed the other one for she and Mike. I at first expected her to have me sit down in it, which is what Mike himself did, but instead, Tracy placed it, standing behind it, leaning over. "I take it that's how you'd like it?" I asked leering at her. "One of my five's," she said grinning at me as she stood there all nice and naked. "But...you already know that it is," she added as I nodded my head, stepping up behind her, quickly glancing over towards our guests, noticing as I did they had already pulled their two slightly more comfortable looking chairs together. Amber had already crawled up into Mike's lap, giving Brad and Cindy a clear unobstructed view as his prick began sliding in and out of Amber's already wet slick cunt, something I found quite exciting to see myself as I'd never anticipated ever seeing that to begin with. I soon placed the head of my own cock at Tracy's opening, felt her sweet nether lips quickly wrap themselves around me, and slid home. "Oh yes!" Tracy moaned happily as I gradually began to pick up the tempo of my thrusting in and out of her, both of us, if not all of us, looking about, watching one another as we continued. Even Brad and Cindy were now openly fondling one another as they sat side by side, something I had always found erotic myself to watch, seeing two people mutually masturbating one another, though they didn't do it long as Brad eventually slid out of his chair, now kneeling between Cindy's legs as he spread her, and proceeded to go down on her. "Oh yeah baby, do that! Do that!" Tracy urged me, with very little coaxing to do so, as it was something I truly enjoyed doing to her, and for her anyway. Now taking her own seat, I too knelt down in front of her and began licking her only a few feet away from where Brad did the same to Cindy. Not too surprisingly, I heard the sound of Mike and Amber walking over, setting their chair up once again next to us, and Mike likewise now kneeling down on the ground as Amber happily draped her feet over his shoulders as he began licking her. "How is it you prefer being eaten?" Cindy asked Amber speaking almost too nonchalantly as though they were having coffee together and that we weren't even there. "Me?" she laughed, giggling, "Much like he is right now, I enjoy a quick little tongue flitter for a while at first, until he gets me really, really excited, then after that, I like it when he really works my clit with his lips," she spoke honestly, surprising me when she did so, though I then heard Tracy snicker, adding her own two cents to the now unusually strange conversation taking place. "Ditto that," Tracy added, "though I also love it when Steve alternates between the fast soft tongue flickers, to some really hard clit pulls with his mouth, especially when I'm getting close," she surprisingly shared with everyone. "What about you?" "Soft...really soft, slow and soft right up to the end, just when I can't hardly stand it anymore, and then Brad will just suck it and flick it with his tongue as hard and as fast as he can until I cum, which I'm about ready for him to do now," she added with a low deep moan as he obviously began doing that. "Ready for that hard clit pull?" I half joked looking up at her now, though I had in fact eased a finger inside her wet split, teasing her "G" spot as I did, something else she enjoyed my doing when the time came. "Shut up and eat me," she said still grinning as she looked down at me. "But yeah, do the finger thing too while you do!" The Pleasure Van Ch. 02 Authors note: I'd like to give BrettJ a very special thank you for taking the time to review and edit this story. Amber was the first one to cum, her ear piercing scream of delight filling the night as she did, triggering Cindy's. She came soon after, though her own moan of release was much deeper, though equally as long and drawn out as she came. Minutes later, Tracy joined the two others, though her cry of delight a bit more subdued in volume, more than made up for in her actions. Tracy thrashed wildly, grinding and humping herself against my face and fingers as she did. "Before we head back," Cindy now stated, having looked at her watch, "I'd enjoy seeing the guys cum for me," she asked almost politely. "I really enjoy seeing that, and it will keep me all nice and horny aroused for the ride back." "Sure, whatever you'd like," I told her, once again seeing it as part of the job, no matter how much we'd all been enjoying it, this was their evening. Whatever they asked us to do, as long as it was within reason and we were all good with it, made no difference to me. Cindy giggled excitedly. "Ok, well...in that case, what I'd really like to see, and feel if neither one of you has a problem with it, is for the girls to stand behind and masturbate you until you eventually squirt all over my tits!" I looked quickly towards Tracy, but she simply nodded her head yes, she obviously had no problem with doing that, nor did Amber it seemed as she was already standing up behind Mike, sort of walking him over to stand in front of where Cindy was sitting as Brad sat back, pouring another cognac for himself, content to watch the show. I soon joined Mike as he stood there, now the two of us side by side, the girls behind us, as they began pumping our pricks, though also rubbing them back and forth against Cindy's breasts as she cupped each of them separately, enjoying the feel of our dicks being rubbed against her nipples as Tracy and Amber caressed her with us, all the while still jerking them as well. "Fuck man, I'm almost there," Mike announced moments later. "Yeah, me too," I admitted, having been hovering on the edge now for most of the evening anyway. Without another word however, I then saw a white ribbon of spunk suddenly erupt from the head of Mike's prick, immediately showering one of Cindy's tits as she held it, as Amber now feeling his climax begin, began pumping it even harder, aiming his spray at Cindy's breast, covering it in his white, milky essence. "Ready baby?" Tracy asked me, and I answered her with several hot forceful squirts of my own. After we'd gotten the girls loaded up, they left. Brad and Cindy once again climbing into the van, though this time shutting the privacy window as we drove away heading back into the city. I don't think Mike minded very much however, soon after dozing off as I drove. In back Brad and Cindy happily enjoying themselves as we did, only the somewhat muffled sounds of their coupling occasionally being heard through the partition. After we arrived back, I settled up the final bill with Brad, and as promised, he added in the additional five hundred dollar, "gratuity" as we called it. We drove away back to the house where we knew the girls would be anxiously waiting for us. "Not bad for a first night out," Mike said looking at the night's final total. There were equal shares all around with a small portion of it set aside for expenses just as we'd all agreed to. "Not bad at all," I agreed, already looking ahead at tomorrow's two bookings, one in the early afternoon, the other in the evening, though it was only a short hour's adventure with the van parked in the lot of a nearby apartment complex later on that night. Both of us wouldn't be needed for that one, so we'd flipped for it. I won, so I took the run, meaning Mike would then take the next single excursion. We did agree we'd also all agreed to pool whatever tips on the side we might be given. But it was the early afternoon booking that looked the most interesting, and which neither one of us would be taking as four women had contacted us, letting us know right up front they only wanted a female driver to chauffer them during their adventure, and could we provide that? Obviously, Tracy was more than willing to do so, a four-hour adventure where we were told the girls wanted to be taken down by the beach, and get off in the van while parked there. "Might be interesting," she grinned as she put on her cute sexy chauffeur's hat, white sexy blouse, black tie and slacks and prepared to drive off and pick up her four female passengers for their erotic adventure together. "Anything worth telling, I'll fill you in after I get back," she told me. "Oh...and just in case there is, make sure you're up and ready for me too," she added. There weren't a lot of additional expenditures on this trip either, aside from the time and mileage, we'd only been asked to include some beverages of choice and a few snacks. Pretty easy trip all in all and relatively inexpensive as the four girls had agreed to it, splitting the costs though sharing the adventure. Tracy came back five hours later grinning from ear to ear. "Well? How'd it go?" I asked her. "I'll tell you...while you're fucking me," she stated. I soon followed Tracy inside, while Mike and Amber prepared to go through the van. They changed the sheets on the bed, restocked where it was needed and took a quick inventory of everything that was there in the event we had missed something, or neglected to properly itemize the bill. Tracy and I would do likewise, whenever Mike or Amber had to drive, which we'd now decided to try and split shifts with that way whenever it was possible to do so in the future. "Just make sure you tell us all the juicy details later," Amber asked us as we went inside. "Oh, I will!" Tracy promised, "While Steve's out on the SFP this evening," she stated, winking at me. "Maybe the three of us can have a little adventure of our own while he is too!" she added mischievously, making me wonder if they really would while I was gone. An SFP stood for "Short Fuck Park" as we logged it in the books, something we all knowingly understood, though for anyone else, it was just a simple code to know how to bill it and charge it for tax purposes. "Well, try to hold off on any of the SFP'ing around here until after I get back tonight," I stated anxiously, though Tracy had already pulled me inside by then, heading back towards the bedroom. "So? How DID it go anyway?" I asked as the two of us scrambled out of our clothing. Excitedly, Tracy scrambled into the bed, legs already spread wide as she lay there twiddling her own cunt with her fingers, anxiously waiting for me to join her. "Obviously, it went rather well," I said looking down at her. "Oh, hell yes," she grinned with a real naughty twinkle in her eye, "Now, get down here and lick me while I tell you all about it," she stated. I was only too happy to comply. "So?" "You lick, I'll talk," she said, and then she began. "Well, like you already know, it was the four girls, all of them actually damn attractive looking, even though one was obviously very masculine in her mannerisms, she was still attractively sexy in her own way. I had wondered in the beginning, after we'd gone through everything together of course, if they'd close the partition once we got going, but they didn't of course, which made and kept it interesting for me as we drove along." "Oh yeah..." I mouthed, still licking my wife's cunt. "Go on..." "I had no sooner pulled away from the curb in front of their apartments, when they started removing their clothes. Minutes after that, one of them, Crystal I think she said her name was, poured them all Margaritas from the pitcher we'd made up for them, and then settled back to drink, chat and get comfortable with one another. Through their conversation which I could easily overhear, it was evident that though they were partnered, and knew one another, they had never partied with one another like this before, so there was obviously a little nervousness in the beginning." I felt myself growing hard as I licked her, listening, trying to imagine what they did, what they said. "Tell me what they looked like," I asked curiously. Tracy laughed. "Yeah, I guess you'd like to know that wouldn't you?" she stated. "Well, interestingly enough, they weren't young, if that's what you were expecting," she said surprising me as I hadn't. "They were all in their late forty's; maybe even early to mid fifty's which surprised even me when I arrived. Crystal looked to be the youngest perhaps, longer dark brown hair than any of the others, which she wore in a ponytail. Jules? I think was the older, Crystal's partner, and very possibly the oldest, though I have to tell you Steve, of the four, she had the most amazing breasts, not really big, but beautifully full and still firm, enormously thick nipples that looked like twin gum-drops sitting atop each of her breasts." "Hmmm," I purred still licking my wife's cunt, my prick now hard pressed against the bed as I lay there. "Kathryn and Susan were the other two, with Susan being the one that had more masculine features, little if no makeup, and wore her hair really, really short, though it looked really cute on her actually. Anyway, as they all sat enjoying their drinks, occasionally reaching over to playfully touch, even while they talked, eventually Kathryn and Crystal moved back to the bed where they hooked up, as the other two women joined them, kneeling on the side, touching and caressing them as they did." "What do you mean, hooked up?" I asked, trying to envision it myself. Once again, Tracy laughed. "Well you know, sort of overlapping their legs together so that they were pussy-to-pussy in a scissors sort of position, and then started rocking back and forth against one another, humping each other as it were." "Damn...I bet that was something to see," I said still lapping at Tracy's hard sweet little clit. "Oh yeah, actually it was. And I couldn't enjoy seeing it as much as I would have liked either, because I honestly did have to keep my eyes on the road. But I could at least hear them for the most part as they enjoyed themselves, with the two of them eventually getting one another off that way, where they then switched partners, with Jules and Susan soon after doing the same thing while the other two woman knelt off to the side, touching caressing and kissing them while they did." "Holy fuck!" I moaned, now seeing it clearly. "Damn, I bet that was hot!" "Oh yeah, it was!" Tracy smiled knowingly. "But even that wasn't as hot as what happened after we arrived at the beach!" "Yeah? Then what?" I asked looking up. "No licky, No talky!" Tracy reminded me, so I immediately went back to licking and sucking her cunt as she continued. "So anyway, pretty soon I pulled into the parking lot at the beach where they wanted to go, there were only a few cars parked there, middle of the work week and all, so it isn't very busy. Found a nice little corner in the lot away from everyone else, then turned around to watch, though asking them if they had any questions about anything, which is when Jules rummaged through the "Toy Store" as we call it, and asked me about one in particular." "What's this one like?" she asked. "Have you ever used one like this?" she said looking directly at me. "Happen to have one just like it," I told her, "Really enjoy it too," I said. "Then she said, you know what would be really hot? Is if you were willing to come back and join us, show us how you do!" "No shit?" "Yeah, no shit, she really asked me if I would." "And ...?" Tracy grinned, "What the hell do you think I did?" she asked me. "Of course I did! I ran around, got inside, and soon took off my own clothing. Then I proceeded to demonstrate for them how I enjoyed using it the best while they all watched, and sat fingering one another while I did. Was damn fucking exciting I'll say that," she told me. "God, no shit!" I responded back, now more horny than ever. "Here, roll over." "Why?" "So I can slow-fuck you from behind while you finish the story." Tracy got on her side, one of our favorite positions and I soon spooned her, slipping into her from behind as she continued. "So now there I am, sitting in one of the chairs, got myself all spread wide open for the four of them while they watched, showing them all the various speeds and things that sweet toy could do while they fingered themselves, though most often one another, occasionally switching partners back and forth until they'd all pretty much had a turn at it, until I came...and boy Steve, did I! Wow that was intense, sitting there, masturbating for four complete total strangers was hotter than I could have ever imagined!" "Fuck!" I moaned, having to slow down if not stopping entirely, the image inside my head threatening to unleash my load far too soon as it was. "Then what?" Tracy giggled. Well, then I watched as the four of them went back and got on the bed, formed up a naughty little circle, with each of them going down on one another for a while until they got each other off that way too. After which, they all got into their swim-suits, ran out into the ocean for about half an hour or so, came back, undressed, drank some more margarita's, then bought two of the strap-ons I'd urged you to include, which you can thank me for later, as they bought both of them. Then drove back, watching as the four of them fucked one another silly during the ride back." "Damn!" I moaned seeing it inside my head. "No wonder you're so fucking horny!" "That I am," Tracy acknowledged. "Now...fuck me, fuck me hard. I really need it!"