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The Vacation Ch. 01

By: ZenWriterX



The Vacation, Part One: The Pool

“The water is clear, step in” he whispers as the harsh vowels bounce and swirl over the tiles shimmering in soft moonlight reflected in the dark pool.

She hesitates, still unsure if this is a good idea. They met in the hotel bar just hours before. He said he was a business traveler out here for a seminar. She still reeled from the fight with David over whose fault it was that their reservations for the cruise never came through. This was the first vacation they had alone. Her sister Mae had taken the kids. It was the vacation that they were told they needed to save their marriage. Trish determined that David wasn’t going to be the one to walk this time, she was. To the bar she headed and drank probably faster than she should have. Things swirled and this man who came to sit next to her was a patient, listening voice. By this time, she was quite drunk. He spoke back with understanding, deep and slow like a graveled river. When he whispered, “Let’s take a dip in the pool,” in her ear, she melted, nodding. 

Now, his clothes piled on a pool lounger, he beckoned her in. She had watched his angular form sink into the waters, his ass moving into the silvered water, dispersed by his form and thought, “God, I want this.”

“It’s not too cold, and you don’t want your undergarments to come back soaked do you?” 

She still wore her panties and bra, not uninhibited enough to take them off. Now she did, reaching back to unhasp the bra, feeling his eyes looking as she shrugged it off her shoulders, feeling the chill of breeze over her nipples as they were exposed to air, and his eyes. She couldn’t yet look down on him as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and wiggled them down and off, keeping her legs together but feeling a flush as she was sure this was where his eyes were. Fingertips grasped hers as he led her down the pool’s steps, as she felt the water envelope her legs like a warm, understanding lover. His fingers led her down, the waters over her thighs, over her hips, then the fingers sliding up her arms, to her waist and around her ass as she felt his warm body press to hers, felt his hardness rest its length on her tummy as his lips pressed to hers.

I felt like I was in a dream as I felt her naked body in the warm, moonlit pool press to mine. A woman not understood and caught in family normality, having become the wife and mother, and no longer the beautiful woman I saw with steaming, glittering eyes in the hotel bar. This was a woman I wanted to make love to, to make feel beautiful and treasure every touch, and sigh, and moan. I heard her moans as our kiss deepened, felt her abdomen move as my cock pressed against it. We moved out a bit more into the water, until we floated, in our kiss and her legs lifted and wrapped to me. I guided our floating bodies to the side. It was about 5 feet of water, so I could stand on tip toes to guide us forward. She touched the edge of the pool and grasped the ledge as I kissed her soft, wet neck. I felt the vibrations of her steady soft moan as I sucked kisses over her shoulders, down her collarbone. I placed small kisses over her breastbone and worked my way down, noticing how she lifted herself as I kissed downwards. Her legs were still around my waist, and she arched up as I trailed my tongue over her breasts, circling underneath, then up. A gentle tease over her nipple and she gasped and arched her chest farther forward. Her legs were now around my stomach as I spiraled my tongue around that hard areola. She hissed then purred. My lips enveloped her nipple, which was hard from the water and my tongue, and I sucked it in slow and deep.

He must have been sent by some need in me, as he did everything she needed him to do, to make her feel like a woman. His lips engulfing her nipple sent lightning throughout her whole body. His kisses had already broken her inhibitions, her legs had wrapped around him of their own unconscious will, of a body aching to be loved. The cold tile of the pool edge as she grasped it was the only thing holding her to reality. Then she felt the sharpness of his teeth as he drew her nipple between them. Her hands came free of the tiles and grasped his strong shoulders, digging into them with her nails. His hands had gone to her hips to hold her, since only her legs around his stomach held her up. She heard her moan crash over the hard tile walls and bounce loudly around. She bit her teeth to hold in her passion. She didn’t want to get caught now...not now!!! That exquisite mouth sucking her eager nipple, one then the other. She must have been digging her nails hard in his shoulders because she felt herself lifting out of the water and her hands lost their grip. She was going to whisper an apology to him as his mouth no longer sucked her nipple when she felt herself lifted from the warm water, to the cold tiles. When his hands grasped each thigh and he lifted up slightly, with her thighs moved to his shoulders, she realized he had other intentions. Lips kissing her inner thighs, slowly, alternately, was torture. His tongue tip lining and snaking down her labia elicited a deep loud moan that filled the cavernous pool house. Then the curl of his tongue as it slipped in her walls made her clutch his hair tighter, her legs open as her feet braced the pool ledge and she opened completely to him. Excruciating moments of ecstasy followed as his tongue worked deftly in her pleasure center, then more uncontrollable gasps from her as he touched and circled her enlarged clit. Then the cold of the tile anchoring her as waves of pleasure thrust through her body, screams rippling off walls and his hand to her mouth, wet fingers enclosing her unleashed passion, and a soft whisper in her ear.

“Turn over”

Shaking, she obliged and panted in anticipation to the hard man flesh she ached for plunging in her quivering honey pot. She rested on her elbows, her forearms flat on the tile and her ass high in the air, unashamedly pleading for his cock. 

The slap that followed made her whimper as the sting spread over her ass. She opened her eyes, but he knelt before her, his cock inches from her mouth. Another slap followed, and it was not from him!!!

She turned and saw David’s face, hard and determined, and she turned red in shame. Her stinging ass was still high in the air, she wanted the pain of this man she met in the bar, if it meant she would get his cock thrust deep in her pussy, and that was clear. God, how could she hide his reprimand. But she thought in those moments too, realizing that the man must have seen David sometime before, that David was allowed to take this position. And David wasn’t wearing anything either, and he was hard as a rock, something she hadn’t seen in a while. When they had sex, which was quite infrequently, it took much foreplay to get him hard, hard enough to enter her, and soon cum. But now, his cock was hard in front of her ass, wet at the tip. She turned to the man kneeling in front of her.

I saw her looking at me in question and wonder. I had seen how deeply she wanted me and expected me to make passionate love to her, and hated this part of the deception as I knew in a moment she would feel the sting of David’s hand, rather than the silky hardness of my cock. I had met David at the bar the night before, we had hit it off over a few shots, he coming clean about the deterioration of his marriage, and how this botched vacation just made it more of a mess. Yet he wanted to try anything, some excitement. It was as a joke between a couple of drunk guys that I suggested throwing a third into the mix. David was quick to pick it up. We made our plan over several shots of Jack Daniels. I was nervous when I went down and sat next to Trish and began to seduce her. I could see the flashes of fire from a frustrated woman who had lost who she was, but wanted that passion. As we began making love at the pool, I began dreading David’s entrance, and forgot to my self that he was watching every moment of the seduction. Now, she looked at me like a betrayed animal after she turned to see David, but there was a questioning in her gaze, a curiosity about what was to come next. I looked up at David, who gave me a sly smile.

“You want that cock, don’t you, Trish?” David said as he could see her head turned to me. My cock had gone a little flaccid with the revealing of the deception. Trish stopped looking in my eyes, and down to my cock, which grew again in the heat of her gaze. Another slap from David.

“Answer me!!!”

There was a feeble nod of the head from her. She was still unsure what an honest answer would get her, but must have realized, with the knowing that this was a setup, and with David also naked, that her honest desire wouldn’t be met with castigation, perhaps with more sweet pain, but not castigation.

“Say it, Trish! Telll me!”

“I do” came feebly from her lips, followed by a hard smack on her ass.

“Louder! Look in his eyes and say, I want your cock, and I want to suck it!”

Trish looked up at me, there was desire in her eyes, a want to say it loudly and eagerly, but she held back and said in a shaky voice, “I want to suck your cock.”

David smiled at me and nodded. I moved closer.

“Take it, Trish, take that cock like a slut does.”

Trish moved her fingers over the base of my balls, I shuddered, her fingers were cold from the tile, but immediately they were followed by her warm tongue and a touch of her lips, the cold fingers moving over the underside of my cock and just her nails brushing my swollen head.

“That’s a good slut, baby. You love cock, don’t you?”

Her fingers wrapped around my shaft as her lips vibrated an mmmmm against my balls, and I let the hint of a moan escape me, then set it back as I realized David’s presence. I looked at him in almost an apology. It was ok when he was out of sight, but him here, I felt unconsciously that I shouldn’t enjoy it this much. He looked back at me, smiled and nodded, reassurredly. The coldness of her fingers and my reservations had made me a bit limp again. David winked and slapped her ass hard.

“That’s not good enough, slut! See? You are making him limp. Tell him how much you love his cock. Take it in your hot mouth and make it raging hard! Tell him!” Another slap.

She grasped the base of my cock with warming fingers, looked up at me through tearing eyes and said, now louder, “I love this cock.. I ache for it...I want to taste it.”

My cock grew in her grasp, with her words, as drops of precum leaked from the slit, and her tongue snaked out to take the droplets...

If David wanted her to be a slut, Dammit, she was going to be. This stranger’s manflesh was the first other than David’s that she had touched in several years. Feeling it grow at her touch turned her on, and the contrast of her desire, the sting of David’s thrashings, and the cool tile set an amazing feeling tingling through her very blood, and made her pussy even wetter. With aching sincerity, she voiced her desire and tasted the delicious salt nectar of his magnificent cock. She let it bathe her tongue with its briny slickness, ran it over her lips and swallowed, knowing he watched her relishing his emanations. She felt his fingers slide through her hair as her tongue tip slipped and probed his slit for all his precum, producing more which ran down the underside of his swollen purple head. She quickly wrapped her mouth around the tip and slid it into her mouth as he clutched her... “Suck it in deep, slut!” David was demanding as the stranger’s cock’s velvet flesh drove into her hungry mouth. He was larger than David, and she often had a hard time throating David’s cock, but a slap when she stopped and gagged slightly made her open her throat wider as she felt the shaft slide into her throat...

“Yes, what a slut you are! Isn’t she a slut, Andrew? She is a hot littlle slut, isn’t she Andrew?”

Trish looked up to see his face, lost in passion, and knew he was caught between that passion and not wanting to disgrace her totally. He made a moan of affirmation, which worked as both an answer to David, but yet again could be an assertion of pleasure. Trish began sucking, drawing out and sliding him back in to the base where her fingers grasped tightly. She almost gagged again as she felt David’s cock entering her gaping, soaked pussy. He thrust in to his balls, which pressed against her swollen clit... then a resounding slap to her ass.

“Let go of his cock and take that last inch.. like my cock is deep in your slutty cunt!”

She let go quickly, moaning, and slapped her palm to the tile, twisting her mouth to get the base of his cock in her mouth, his shaft bending deeply down her throat. David’s cock ground into her pussy and his balls teasing her cllit made her squirm.

“Now, slut, work these cocks. Andrew and I are staying still... you do the work, slut.. take these cocks and make them cum!”

I was lost in ecstasy as I felt my cock going deep down Trish’s throat. I saw the furious passion in David’s eyes as he thrust his cock in her pussy. At his command, Trish began rocking back and forth. I felt her lips moving over my shaft, my head sliding down her throat, her hair brushing against my thighs. David held her hips as she moved like passion’s animal, lost in furious animal lust. My cock was raging and hard, coming near to explosion with each suck from her mouth, each slide down her throat. I looked at David, teeth gritted as she pumped back on him. I timed my rise to his, seeing in his face and his gasps that he was close too.

“Now, slut, take this jizz from both of us!!! Take it deep in your slutty body and don’t you DARE lose a drop!!!”

Trish was squealing and bucking harder back and forth, sucking furiously on my man flesh. I arched back and moaned deeper as she sucked. Then I exploded hard in her mouth. She began to gag, but stopped herself and opened her throat to let me unleash down it. David was gripping her hips and gaping at the ceiling and I saw her legs spread and her knees collapse as I knew she was taking his cum. I small stream of my cum dripped out of the corner of her mouth, she let my cock slip out, raised a hand, and slipped the white juice back in her mouth. Then, she took my cock in again and sucked it sweetly clean, until I pulled her off because my cock grew too sensitive... I rocked back on my ass, and took gasping breaths at the ceiling. 

A noise from the locker room, like the close of a door, sprang us to attention. We hustled into our clothes and out to the hotel door. We didn’t speak much, other than David insisting we return to their hotel room. All three of us.

The Vacation Ch. 01



The cab roars up to the resort hotel entrance. The Jamaican driver leans over his seat and shouts, “Sun and Fun Resort Hotel, drop your drawers by the door.” He laughs after telling the world’s funniest joke for the hundredth time. The joke makes Karen even more nervous. She looks around to see if anyone is naked. Linda laughs at the joke and says, “Come on, Karen, relax. We’re here to have a good time.”

“I can’t believe I let you three talk me into coming to a nude resort. Not only a nude resort, but one with a reputation for sexual excess.” Karen’s husband Joe looks at her and says, “Karen being naked is nothing honey, when everyone else is naked, and you don’t have to have sex with any one”

“I won’t mind every one else naked, as long it’s not me showing off my fat ass and saggy tits.” She had brought the bright orange bikini she had owned for the past ten years to fit her 38-26-40 frame. 

Linda observes, “Karen, we all love that fat ass and saggy tits, don’t we guys.”

Jerry adds, “I love your ass Karen. It’s better than a shade tree.” Karen slaps his bottom as she laughs.

“Honey, we all need your tits desperately. If the pleasure boat sinks tomorrow we’ll all just grab onto your hooters to save us.” Joe gets his own laugh and slap. 

“For cracks like that you boys may not get to see these babies or this ass the whole trip.”

“Karen, we didn’t come here to have sex with strangers. We came here to be able to be freer in acting on our feelings for each other. In a place where no one will look twice at us having a ‘foursome’ or any ‘some’ combination. So, Karen try to relax, and let’s enjoy ourselves.”

The doorman totes our luggage from the car into the hotel. Linda and her husband, Jerry, walk ahead of Karen and Joe into the air-conditioned lobby. The friends fall into the line at the counter. Karen stares at the man at the front of the line. The man is tall with an all-over tan. What fixes Karen’s gaze is a long limp cock that sways with the man’s gestures. Her hand covers her mouth as her eyes oscillate with the motion of the cock. She quickly shifts her glance to Linda who is smiling at her. Joe and Jerry are outright laughing. Karen’s aversion to the public display of her body is well known. 

She relaxes a bit as the swinging cock finishes his business. The remaining people in the line are fully clothed and check in goes smoothly. The foursome has reserved adjoining rooms on the second floor. 

The desk clerk directs them to the elevators. Karen notices a sign mounted on a column in the lobby that reads: No public drunkenness, sexual conduct, or otherwise inappropriate behavior by order of the Jamaican government. This reassures Karen, but when she rounds the column, leaning up against it is a gray-haired woman. On his knees before her is a young man devouring her pussy. She is close to reaching a climax as she runs both hands through the young man’s hair. The woman opens her eyes and sees Karen watching her. She blows Karen a kiss before cumming on the young man’s tongue. Karen feels her face and chest reddening from the stimulation.

They step into the elevator; Linda presses “2” just as a nude blonde woman in her late twenties with a figure out of Cosmo jumps in. A nametag hanging from a lanyard around her neck identifies her as Connie, Entertainment Director. A bright perky smile decorates her face. Joe and Jerry never see it, as their eyes don’t get above the most perfect set of 38C breasts ever purchased. Her young body screams out the word “sex,” from the top of her golden hair to the bottom of her long shapely legs.

“Hi, are you all just checking in?”

Only Linda can speak, “Yes we are. We’re from New Jersey.” Even the 49 year-old brunette cannot help but stare at the naked form now joining them.

“Is this your first time here?”

Joe manages to stammer “Yes, it is.”

“What rooms are you all in?”

“223 and 225”. A wicked smile crosses his face.

Karen stares a hole straight through her husband.

“Great. You settle in, and I’ll stop by in a bit and explain all the services we provide to make your stay more fun than you’ve ever had.” She notices that Joe and Jerry are trying to look at her body without appearing to look at her body. Connie smiles and says, “Guys, it’s okay to look. I kind of like it. People come here to be looked at.” She gives her body a little wiggle that shows off how fake her tits are. The elevator door opens, and she flies out on her errand. 

Karen looks at the blonde’s perfect ass as Connie bounces off. “Oh, god, was this a mistake coming here.” What a bimbo, Karen thinks.

Linda puts her arm around Karen’s waist. “Just relax, honey, you’ll get used to it.” She sees that Joe and Jerry’s pants are flushed out. “Look at all the inspiration they’re going to get that they have to use on us. Boys, don’t strain your optic nerves in the first trip up the elevator.” 

The two guys manage a weak grin at their wives.

Their luggage had already been delivered to the room. 

“Karen, these are great rooms. Look we have a small deck outside.” Karen and Linda walk out into the bright Jamaican sunshine. Below them is the pool area. Immediately before them is the main pool and around it four hot tubs. Just beyond the pool area is the beach, and everywhere are naked people. More naked people than they have all seen together in all their lives times twenty. 

Karen starts to point then stops. “Linda, are those people having sex in the hot tubs?” Linda’s eye is caught by the sight of two women and a man in the hot tub right below them. A woman about Linda’s age is eating the pussy of a woman in her fifties.. 

“My god, you are right Linda – they are” exclaims the 5’ 8” brunette

Linda thinks, this is going to be a lot of fun. 

“Karen, I cannot believe a woman who loves to have sex as much as you do is so hung up on being naked.”

“I just feel better if I were a little slimmer and my tits were a bit firmer before I put on a display for the entire world.”

Linda leans down to her and kisses her lightly on the mouth. “I love your round bottom and your big hooters.” She kisses her again this time as the lovers they are. Karen forgets her worries, as she usually does when their lips meet.

A wolf whistle floats up and the women see a young man looking at them. He waves. Linda waves back, and they watch him and his cock disappear into the swirling mass in the hot tub. “You are so brazen!” Karen teases her. 

“Before these three days are out, Karen, I intend to give new meaning to the word.” Linda takes Karen’s right hand and leads her back inside. 

The boys have the TV on and are watching a basketball game. Linda moves in front of the television. She looks at them and begins to unbutton her blouse. As the first button opens the television is forgotten. As the second button opens Jerry takes the remote and turns off the set. As the she pulls the third button apart he tosses the remote over his shoulder. It bounces off the wall and falls behind the bed. The hotel wouldn’t find it for two years.

Linda opens her blouse exposing her full breasts shaded by her sheer black bra. She throws the blouse at Jerry. She moves her hands to the side of her pants and undoes the button. Karen can see the boys’ pants are beginning to tighten. She gets me so wet, Karen thinks.

Linda drops the light blue pants to the floor revealing a matching black thong panty. Jerry inhales sharply at the sight. Joe is hypnotized until her pants land on his face. She turns around to give them a view of her ass. It maybe white now, but it’s going to be smoothly tanned when I leave here, she thinks.

Her hands go behind her back, undoes the clasp, and the bra falls open. She removes it and looks back at her audience. Secure in the knowledge she has their complete attention she tosses it to Jerry. She stands with her back to us naked except for the small black thong. 

Her hand goes to the small strip of material and slowly pulls it down. She bends at the waist at take them off. The brunette’s breasts hang straight down. Jerry spurts out “Oh, my god, Linda. What have you done?” Remaining bent over she looks at us and smiles. “Honey, what do you mean?”

“You shaved your pussy!” His cock is now fully erect, clearly outlined in his pants.

“No, I didn’t.” She smiles broadly, very pleased at the reaction she’s getting. 

“Then where did all the hair on your pussy go?” Jerry is clearly aroused at the sight before him. 

Still bent over Linda laughs, “I didn’t shave it. Karen did.” Linda looks at Karen with a heated look and says, “She’s very good at it.” Karen blushes.

Linda steps out of the thong, picks it up, and walks up to Karen. She places the black scrap in her hand. Karen’s dearest friend then leans in and kisses her. Linda pushes her tongue into Karen’s mouth and Karen responds instantly. Joe and Jerry have not seen their wives kissing many times and appear to be very aroused by the display.

Linda takes Karen’s hand and pulls her to the position in front of the television. “I am going to be naked for the next three days. Now it’s you turn Karen.” 

“Linda, I don’t think I can do this, being naked all the time.”

“Then, let’s just start with you being naked for the three of us.”

She reaches for Karen’s first button and pops it open. A hint of cleavage appears. Linda thinks, I love her breasts. The second button opens, and a deep valley appears. Karen looks at the guys and notices the boys are starting to rub the front of their pants as they watch Linda unbutton Karen’s shirt. Linda removes the younger brunette’s blouse and drops it on Jerry’s head. Joe complains, “Hey, that’s three for him and I only have one,” pointing to the black pants draped around his shoulders. 

“Linda, I’m sorry Joe. Here take this.” She pops off Karen’s bra and tosses it to him. Linda is not embarrassed or jealous as Jerry takes a long look at her friend’s large melons. Karen’s looks at Jerry and shakes her chest a little for him. Linda thinks to herself, God, I’m getting so wet. Linda unbuttons Karen’s pants and slowly slides the zipper down. She lowers Karen’s pants and a small blue g-string appears. Jerry makes another air sucking sound. The small triangle barely covers Karen’s pussy. The strings are not much more than that. Fine blue threads then disappear around Karen to meet just above her ass and then vanish into her crease..

Linda kneels in front of Karen and takes the blue cords in her hands. She slowly pulls them down, revealing a smoothly shaven bare pussy. Joe doesn’t react with Jerry’s enthusiasm, as Karen’s pussy is always bare. The small panties are pulled from her feet and Linda says, “These are mine.” She sets them next to her panties on the table.

The women stand together in front of their husbands naked and embrace. Their breasts meld together— as do their lips. The only sound in the room is the labored breathing of Jerry and Joe.

Linda turns to the boys. She grabs Joe’s hand. “You’re next.” She pulls Joe to his feet. He’s only a couple of inches taller than Linda. She starts to pull of his golf shirt. Karen jumps to help and they toss it on the bed. Linda rubs her hand over his chest full of black hair. “He’s like a teddy bear.” Linda looks at Karen and says, “May I?” Karen nods and Linda kneels and removes Joe’s shoes, and then unbuttons his pants. She slides the zipper down and lowers them to the floor. Linda laughs, “Oh, my look at these.” The cock inside stretches Joe’s red bikini briefs. “Karen, did you pick these out.” Karen nods. “They’re precious.” 

She pulls down the sides and Joe’s semi-erect cock pops out. She lowers the briefs to where he can step out of them. “These have go to go.” She quickly pulls off his socks. He is now naked like the women. Linda points at his cock. “Joe, you’re just like a convertible. You have to put the top down before you can really have fun.” She pulls his foreskin back exposing the large round head. Linda pushes him back down on the bed, and looks at Karen, then Jerry.

Karen gets the idea and pulls Jerry to his feet. He is several inches taller than Karen. “Jerry, I just love the sandy gray color of your hair. Joe just has that gray color.” Linda sits on the floor between Joe’s legs and leans back on the bed watching Karen remove her husband’s clothes. The back of Linda’s head rests against Joe’s crotch. 

Jerry watches Karen kneel and remove his shoes and socks. Karen’s nudity as she stands facing him is so powerful that he almost reaches out to pull her body to his. He restrains himself as she lifts his shirt up and off. “You’re so smooth, Jerry.” Karen’s hand slides over Jerry’s thin chest hair. Karen looks over and sees that Linda has turned around and has Joe’s now fully erect cock in her hand. That looks so hot, she thinks. She opens Jerry’s pants and lowers them to the floor. He steps out and Karen looks at his large erection outlined against his briefs. Karen touches the penis through the material and Jerry moans. Karen pulls the waistband down and soon the briefs are on the bed. She runs her hand through his reddish-brown pubes, “I just love red hair.”

Karen guides Jerry over to the bed next to Linda and Joe. Linda’s long black hair conceals that she is sucking Joe’s cock as Karen lowers her mouth to her friend’s shaft. Linda leans back and watches as Karen takes half of Jerry’s cock into her mouth. He looks over and intently gazes at his wife sucking his friend’s cock. Have I died and gone to heaven? He thinks. Linda has Joe groaning and thrusting into her mouth. Karen is fondling Jerry’s balls when there is a knock at the door.

Joe doesn’t hear it. Linda ignores it. Karen won’t answer the door naked. So, Jerry pulls Karen’s mouth off his cock and gets up. Karen whispers to Linda, “There’s some one at the door.” Linda ignores her. “Linda! Someone will see!...”

Jerry looks through the view hole and laughs. He opens the door and invites Connie in.

Joe looks over at Miss Perfect Body and begins to cum in Linda’s mouth. Linda sputters a bit, both in surprise and at the volume, but manages to swallow most of the sticky white paste down her throat.

“I see you’re getting into the spirit of things right away,” patting Linda on the head. She gives Jerry’s hard cock a very appreciative glance. Linda swallows once more and then starts to clean Joe’s cock with her tongue. Karen watches. What a show off! I wish I could do that with a stranger watching. 

Linda stands up while wiping up a missed drop on her cheek. “Hi, I’m Linda and this is Karen’s husband Joe. Dolly Parton over there is Karen, and that’s my husband Jerry waving the flag pole.”

“I see you have really gotten into the spirit of the place.” Connie is still looking at Jerry’s hard cock. His cock jerks upward at her look. “I just will leave some information about the activities since you all seem to be getting into the mood of the place so well.” Karen can’t take her eyes off Connie’s centerfold-eligible body. I wish I had her lying back on this bed. I would love to lick that perfect little pussy of hers. I am so fucking horny.

“If you need anything, ring the desk, and have me paged.” She waves her nametag. I am going to start playing with myself, If she doesn’t get out of here, Linda thinks.

Connie bounces out of the door. Linda sits down on the bed next to Joe, who is finally getting his breath back. She spreads her legs and looks heatedly at Karen. Karen drops to her knees in front of Linda’s wet, spread lips and kisses just above her pussy on her new shorn lawn. Linda lies back, raises her legs, and wraps them around Karen’s waist. 

Jerry is hard and ready as he kneels behind Karen. Karen moans loudly when she feels Jerry’s cock push into her. The sights of the past half hour have transformed the middle class housewife to a quivering mass of erotic jelly. Jerry is in the same condition, driven by Miss Pink Pussy’s glances at his hard cock and the sight of his wife swallowing Joe’s cum. Karen’s pussy is so wet he has no trouble sliding his full length in and out of his wife’s best friend’s slot. 

Karen’s face thrusts forward into Linda’s pussy from the force of Jerry driving his cock into her cunt. I can’t believe she’s eating my pussy as Jerry’s fucks that cunt I love so much, Linda thinks. She pulls on Karen’s curly brunette hair to force the eager mouth harder onto her pussy. Linda and Jerry look into each other’s eyes as Karen gives both of them pleasure at the same time. Joe leans down and takes one of Linda’s erect nipples into her mouth. Linda pushes his face into her tit and moans “Suck it, Joe. Bite it.” Karen’s tongue snakes into Linda’s slit, bringing a cry of joy from her. Karen’s face is wet from Linda’s juices. Jerry’s cock is working Karen’s pussy toward orgasm. He fucks her throbbing pussy, feeling her excitement with every thrust. Karen’s hand moves between her legs and begins a frantic rubbing on her clit as Jerry’s cock slides in and out between her fingers. Everyone is moaning and shouting out their pleasure. Joe has climbed onto Linda, pressed her tits together and is titty-fucking them with his once again hardened cock. Joe’s first cum in Linda’s mouth is going to be quickly followed with another between her two globes. Karen shoves her hands under Linda’s ass and pulls her pussy up to her lips. Linda cums first screaming, “Karen, Karen, oh, fuck Karen, cumming, cumming.” Karen holds her tight and screams her muffled orgasm into Linda’s cunt. Joe lifts up and pushes his cock into Linda’s mouth, allowing her to swallow his second load of cum. Some of the white semen begins to drip from the corner of Linda’s mouth. Jerry watches his wife swallow Joe’s cum and unloads jets of hot cum into Karen’s clutching pussy. His first load of the day is large , spilling from Karen’s pussy onto the floor.

The two couples fall together and relax enjoying the after glow of their orgasms. Linda manages to sit up and says, “Let’s go walk around at see what’s here.” She scoots to the side of the bed. Joe is lying back on the bed. Jerry is slumped back against the dresser. 

Karen looks up at her, face glistening. “Do I have to?” 

“Yes, you do. Now get up.” She extends her hand to Karen. Karen takes her friend’s hand and pulls herself up.”

“Ohh, I need a towel. Jerry’s cum is running down my leg.” 

“Jerry, get her a towel and clean her up.” Jerry laughs and heads for the bathroom. “Joe, get up. Let’s go.” Joe rises and walks over to Karen. He pulls his wife to him and gives her a deep kiss. Karen doesn’t notice Jerry until she feels the towel on her pussy. She jerks back and looks down as he wipes his cum from her legs. Karen smiles and goes back to kissing Joe Then she feels a tongue slide into her pussy. She looks down to see Jerry licking and tongue fucking her. 

“Just getting it all, Karen.” She spreads her legs to help the flow. 

Her hand goes down to guide him. Joe resumes kissing her. Jerry moves up and begins licking her clit. Linda watches and then suddenly grins. Picking up her accessory bag she opens it and pulls out a white tube. Karen now has her eyes closed and is passionately kissing Joe while Jerry is sucking on the juices around Karen’s clit. Linda carefully spreads the gel over her fingers and walks silently behind Karen. She can tell Karen is close to climax. Her areolas are constricted and her nipples are hard. Lowering her hand to Karen’s ass, Linda fingers spread Karen’s cheeks and advance on her small hole. Karen’s eyes pop open when Linda’s fingers touch her ass. 

“Oh, my god, Linda,” A load moan flies from her lips as Linda’s fingers sink into Karen’s ass. She clutches Jerry’s head and cums, dripping her juices onto his face as Joe and Linda hold her up. She drives her ass back into Linda’s fingers and accepts them deep into her body. Karen arches her back and grinds out her cum onto Jerry’s face. As she relaxes, Joe lays her on the bed. Jerry gets up, reaches into his accessory bag, pulls out his digital camera and takes a shot of Karen with a large grin across her face. Karen looks up, raises her middle finger at Jerry as he takes a second picture, but she never bothers to close her legs while he is shooting. “You bastard”, she says with a slight grin.




The Vacation Ch. 01



“Karen, if you keep this up we’ll never get out of the room.” Karen reaches out as if to pull Linda to the bed for another round. Linda jerks back and says, “Everybody up let’s go. We’re leaving as soon I as I wash my hands.”



The Vacation Ch. 01



Last summer, my boyfriend and I finally broke things off after more than a year of living together. Breakups are never easy, and this one wasn't either. But it was inevitable. He just wasn't a good fit for me and I wasn't for him. After the break up, I decided I needed some space from people for a while. The last thing I needed in my life was more drama. So, for the months that followed, I threw myself into everything I could to avoid new relationships or conflict with people. 

In many ways, this was a good thing. I got caught up at work, something I have never done before. I spent a lot of time with my family and friends. I even went to the movies with one of my uncles, something I hadn't done since I was little. I also started some hobbies that I had always wanted to. I did all these things and more and life became better because of it.

However, as good as it was, something was missing. It wasn't that I was missing my boyfriend. He became a distant memory within weeks of the break up. I was never one to dwell on break ups and I came to realize I liked not having him and all that drama around. However, there was one thing I missed, or needed. I missed having sex. I mean, I was never one that had to have sex every day to stay alive or anything, but it didn't take long till I was really missing it. 

I would wake up in the middle of the night thinking about previous lovers. Flash backs of their chest, their arms, their butt and their penis would run through my head constantly. I would see men on the street and would look to see if I could see a bulge in their pants; see if I could catch them looking at me. 

I started to watch porn on the Internet and chat with strangers about their sex lives in chat rooms. I found myself on multiple occasions watching men masturbating on cam in one of the yahoo chat rooms while I played with myself.

Over the winter, I decided I needed to get away for a while and take a vacation. Warmer weather was just what I needed. I called a number of my friends to see if any could join me. As my luck would have it, none of them could go. All were tied up with work, boyfriends, life, yada, yada, yada. So, instead of putting it off, I just decided to go for it and go alone.

Physically, I'm 27, with long brown hair and I'm a little thing. I weigh about 110 lbs. and I'm 5'4". I'm no model or anything, but I do OK.

It was a long drive and I did stop in Atlanta for the night on the way there, but I did finally make it to Miami around 3:00 in the afternoon. The rest of the day was pretty much uneventful. Mostly, I got settled into my room and took a walk on the beach. The weather was so nice. I had left Cincinnati at 30 degrees and slushy and here I was in paradise at 70 degrees and sunny. By nightfall, I was starting to wear out, but this was a vacation and I wasn't ready to let my days end early, so I went down by the pool where there was a little tiki-bar. I sat on one of the stools, and ordered a Pena Colada from the tanned blonde bartender. 

As I sipped the cool drink, there were some nursing students laughing with one another at the bar. I wasn't sure they even knew I was there. I did listen in on their conversations, and they did seem nice enough, but they were into their stories with one another. I just sat off to the side quietly enjoying my drink listening in on whatever part of the conversation I could make out. 

I hated to admit it, but I was already starting to feel lonely. I find sometimes that being single is a lonely life. I eat dinner alone most days. I do the same for lunch and here I was in paradise feeling that loneliness. 

I wasn't paying much attention to things when a man stepped up to the bar next to me and ordered a beer. I guessed he was in his early forties, with dark brown hair, not really heavy, but he did carry a few extra pounds. He was wearing red and white swim shorts that still had sand on them and a tank top and like all the people around the beach, he looked as relaxed as he could be.

I was in relax mode also. All I had on was my bikini. At this point in the trip, I wasn't pushing the envelope of indecency too far. My bikini was white and a little skimpy, but it wasn't a thong and everything was amply covered.

After he made his order, he leaned on the bar, looked at me in the eyes and with a deep voice, said "hello" and flashed a great big shiny smile at me.

I was out with some friends a few months back and one of them was telling the story of how she got weirded out because this older man started gawking at her. This of course caused most of the other girls in the room to start telling their "gawk" stories. I'm not sure what I was thinking, but I had the audacity to ask "was he handsome?" which was followed by stares of amazement from the whole room. Anyway, I guess the point of this is that I've never been weirded out by older men looking me over a little and to be honest, I normally welcome a little of it. 

Back to my story, I know it was the wrong thing to do, but I gave him a beaming smile. The truth was, I didn't really care who he was or what he was. I needed someone to talk to and he seemed eager enough for the job. Of course it didn't hurt a bit that he had these beautiful brown eyes that seemed to twinkle when he looked at me. He seemed a little surprised at my reaction, and sat down next to me. 

We exchanged pleasantries and all the normal stuff people talk about when they first meet and before long, the nursing girls went back toward the hotel laughing. So, I was left with the bar tender and my new friend Gary. The three of us chatted for a little while, and I found out that Gary was married and had two kids.

He was very engaging, I liked his smile and he flirted with me way too much. I know, most of you are saying to yourselves, what in the world are you doing, but this was something I just really needed. It had been so long since someone looked at me this way and it really felt good. Of course, I was on drink number 4 by then, so a little drunkenness can be blamed for some of my behavior.

The bartender was at the end of his evening and needed to close up the bar. He told us we were free to stay and chat, but that he had to close up and head home. 

Gary looked like he was about to panic. He clearly didn't want the night to end, so he looked at me with those big brown eyes and said, "Let's stay for a while. Will you?" 

I giggled and said "Sure. I've got nowhere else to be." So we ordered another round of drinks and continued talking and drinking alone while we finished our drinks.

I've been told more than once that I can be a little direct and pretty "no nonsense" and I was feeling pretty direct at the moment. I think it might have been the location. I mean, when you are a thousand miles from home and nobody knows anything about you or where you are from and you know you will never see these strangers again, I think it makes you do things you would never do at home. 

All through the evening, I found myself sneaking little peaks at his shorts. I know it's perverted, but I just couldn't help what I was doing. Those bar stools are so awkward and as he sat there right across from me, legs all spread out, and I could almost see all the way up the leg of his shorts. Once, when he turned a certain way, I even think I saw his penis wobbling in there. Looking back, I can't even believe what I was doing, but I did. 

There was a little pause in our chit-chat as I was avoiding his eyes and I just decided it was time to cut to the chase and find out why he was doing what he was doing and where this was going to lead. 

"Why are you hitting on me so hard? I mean, I like it, but you have a family at home."

He was caught off guard. Up till that point, I hadn't really acknowledged his flirtations or really asked anything difficult, but, before we continued too much further, I wanted to know some more about what was in this guys head.

"Hmmmm....You caught me off guard with that, but, it's a fair question. I am obviously very attracted to you. I know what I'm doing is wrong, but I can't seem to stop. If you like, I will stop and head up stairs and quit bothering you."

"What is your home situation like?" 

Again, I think I caught him off guard. He almost seemed that he expected me to ask him to quit and go up stairs. But he gathered his thoughts a little and answered my question.

"Well, I have a great wife and two great kids and a pretty good life." 

"You seem to get along well enough." 

"Yea, we do very well."

I had to pause for a second. He wasn't giving me anything to go on. I mean, if things are that good, why flirt so openly with someone else? Was the location doing things for him too? Or is he just a big cheater that does this wherever he goes? Am I just the next girl on the list? 

Something was bothering me about this whole situation. Why would he say these things about his family if he just wanted to cheat on them? 

I must have been looking away for a while, but I had to think this out a little and my head was a little fuzzy with alcohol. It took a few minutes, but it came to me what might be the problem. I wasn't sure how to approach the topic, but it didn't seem I was going to offend him. He had already shown that he was going to answer any question I asked him.

"How is your sex life?"

"Oh boy. You cut to the chase don't you? 

I looked him straight in the eyes as I said, "I've been guilty of that before." 

I wanted to watch his eyes and body language as he told me. This wasn't the time to tell lies and I wanted to make sure that wasn't happening.

"Well, we haven't had any form of sex in over a year."

"A whole year?"

"A whole year."

"Why? What's going on?"

"Our sex life was never what I would call shooting stars or anything. I was lucky if we did anything more than once a month. This part is a little embarrassing, but since you asked, I'll be honest with you about it. She caught me looking at porn on the Internet."

"And she quit having sex with you over that?"

"My wife is very religious, and she felt betrayed. She was deeply hurt that I would seek out sexual pleasure somewhere else besides her."

I knew the problem. I had heard about it from some of my guy friends. These women get it into their head that a man is just going to go through life without any form of sex and the minute they try to find some form of relief, they treat them as the betrayer.

OK, I felt sorry for the guy. He was in a bad way, but does that have to be my problem? I've never been one that liked the phrase "Mercy Sex" or anything like it. 

"C'mon. Let's go to your room. You probably don't know this, but I need this as bad as you do."

I know, you can't believe I just came out and said that. And I couldn't believe it either, but I did. However, this wasn't "Mercy Sex." Actually, it was the furthest thing from it. I was attracted to him. I loved the way he looked at me. I also didn't mind doing something against a woman that would do such a thing, even if she probably would never know I did it. And furthermore, I needed sex. I needed sex! I NEEDED SEX!

I could have knocked him over with a pin. His jaw dropped open and he seemed stunned.

I didn't really want to deal with the difficult questions or awkward silence or anything, so I just started walking toward the hotel, took a few steps, stopped, looked back, and said "are you coming?"

He looked away for a second, but looked back and said "Ahhh....Yea."

I used the time as we were walking to his room to set down some rules.

"Have you touched or been touched by another person over the last year?"

"No."

I stopped, looked him in the eye and very firmly said ..."Nobody?"

"Nope. Not a soul. The only person I've touched in the last 18 years is my wife and we haven't touched each other for more than a year."

I believed him. I believed every word of it, but, I turned away from him, continued walking and without looking at him said, "I'm not sure I want you inside me tonight, so we are going to need to use hands and such. Are you OK with that?"

He chuckled involuntarily. "Yea. I can live with that."

We got to his room and he fumbled a little to open the door, but finally, we were in.

The whole day, no, for months, this had been boiling inside of me. I knew what I wanted and he was just going to have to take it for a while (not that he wouldn't anyway).

I didn't even wait till I got to the bed. I was walking behind him down the hall toward the large king sided mattress in the back of the room and I stopped, took off my bikini bottoms and pulled the string on my top and let it drop. He didn't even see what hit him as I pushed him onto his back on the bed.

He looked up at me in complete amazement. He had just noticed that I was completely naked and he was trying to look at everything I had.

He was lying there with just his swim shorts and tank top and I wasn't wasting any time. Without hesitation, I reached out to the sides of his shorts, told him to pick up his bottom and proceeded to pull them down a little. 

Right away I could see the dark brown hair of his pubic area peaking out through the top of his shorts. It was full and got fuller the more I pulled them down. As I tugged, I noticed they wouldn't come down any further. I mean the bottom seemed to slip off fine, but the front was apparently hooked on his penis. I found this quite amusing and giggled a little, but I also liked it. He was already hard and, as a woman, that really meant something to me. 

I guess I hadn't really been surprised by it, but it, probably as much as anything else he said or did that evening, said that he wanted me, and not just a little.

I smiled at him a little and gave him a little giggle. "I think we need to unhook this a little" as I reached under the waist band, felt his stiffness, pushed it to the side a little and proceeded to pull the shorts down and expose it. 

I didn't pull the shorts all the way down at this point. I just wanted to see it, to see what it looked like. I pulled his shorts down to just about mid-thigh, just enough to see it pulsing in front of me as it pointed toward his face. I could see the hairiness of it. I could see the balls, so hairy, and the veins that spider webbed around them just under the thin skin of his sack. 

I've noticed that sometimes guys have shriveled up sacks and sometimes the balls within are larger, and loose or free flowing. Some day I'm going to ask someone to tell me why, but Gary's sack, at the moment, was loose, and the balls were swelled and I just needed to touch them.

I was staring at his penis and his balls, but only for a few seconds. I then looked up into his eyes, smiled, and said "I see you've been thinking naughty thoughts of me already. And thank you! I love it. It's beautiful." My eyes dropped back down and I reached out and grabbed his penis with one of my hands and started pulling his shorts off his legs with the other.

He gasped with air as soon as I touched it.

"Hmmmm...It has been a while hasn't it?" 

I didn't give him a chance to answer and just started stroking him with one hand then I took my other and cupped and tugged a little on his pouch. 

He was in a daze at this point and didn't really know what hit him. He almost seemed as though he was going to quit breathing, as he would suck in air and exhaled in large bursts. I had him where I wanted. I was really enjoying what I did to him.

After I had been stroking him for a few minutes, I thought I would really do something to blow his mind. An old boyfriend of mine showed me how if you stick a finger in his bum while you are doing things to his penis, it drives the guy nuts.

I proceeded to take my hand from his balls and slowly trace a line with my middle finger down to his anus. Without hesitation, I pushed the first knuckle of my middle finger in.

Without warning, he said "Oh my God!" and started to buck his hips. It wasn't 5 seconds till cum squirted all over his shirt and belly as he tried to groan and buck against my hand.

"That sure didn't take much." I giggled as I continued to slow down my strokes. 

"Oh, my Fucking God!" was all he could say as his body continued to spasm.

Normally, I don't really like that word and I don't often use it, but in this case, I knew he didn't use it often either and I took it as a real compliment.

Now it was my turn, but I needed to clean him up a little before I took care of that. I got up quickly and went into the bathroom to get a towel. As I started to come back, I had a grin from ear to ear. I wasn't sure why, but I think I was turning red from embarrassment. He could here me walking back into the room and immediately looked my way as he took off the shirt and he just drank me in. He looked at everything I had and he told me "you are unbelievable."

I loved the complement, but now wasn't the time. I'm sure it made me blush even more, but I had an ache that needed attention. When I got to the bed, I just crawled up on my hands and knees, pushed him back a little and proceeded to clean up the mess that was all over his belly and penis. 

When all was cleaned up, he stopped me, gently pushed me back on my back and said "now it's your turn" as he moved down to the bottom of the bed and started moving my ankles apart. 

"Can I lick you?"

"If you don't soon, I WILL SCREAM!"

He laughed as he leaned forward and without warning, I could feel his tongue on my clit as he used his fingers to pull my labia apart. That's exactly what I needed. Oh, the stars were coming quick and I sucked in a large gulp of air as his tongue darted under my hood.

He was good at this, or maybe he wasn't. I didn't care. All I knew was that he was hitting the right spots and I was moving quickly toward orgasmic bliss. He continued his tongue assault on my clit and I could feel he was starting to put his fingers inside. Again, to my surprise, he seemed to do just the right thing and I felt that little tingle inside as he gently rubbed two fingers along the top inside of my vagina. That was good. Oh, that was good.

I have never been one that likes to shave my pubic hair. I never really had much to shave anyway, but for now, my little brown patch of hair was au natural and I could feel my pubic hair, especially along the edges of my labia, getting all matted and sticky from his assaults and from my own flow of moisture. Maybe this was mostly my own because I could feel the trickle of something wet rolling down over my anus. I was soaked and I could feel that build up in my belly coming in waves.

I guess he was right. It was my turn. He continued licking my clit as he separated my labia with the fingers of his one hand. With his other hand, he gently caressed the inside right under my clit. I grabbed his hair with both of my hands, and pushed my pelvis hard against his face as all my muscles started to tighten. I dug in my heels pushed my head back, curled my toes and closed my eyes as that feeling pulsed in me.

As it came in waves, I could hear myself, almost as if it was someone else in the room, saying "Yes, Yes, Yes" as I bucked against him and had the most wonderful orgasm I could have imagined, but my body and vagina couldn't take any more. I get real sensitive down there after I have a strong orgasm and I involuntarily moved my head forward and my legs clamped to stop his assault. He seemed to understand and giggled a little as he pulled away and let my body convulse there on the bed as I breathed hard as if I had just ran miles and could do nothing but try to catch my breath.

"Emmmm....That was good Gary!"

"You're telling me. But, I have to apologize for being so quick and all." He really seemed embarrassed by it.

"Don't apologize. You could have paid me no better complement."

I could tell he appreciated that. He got up on his knees and moved toward me and sort of plopped down on me and gave me a huge hug as he whispered in my ear softly "you're something else Jennifer, you really are something else."




The Vacation Ch. 01



We just lay there for a while in each others arms and he asked if I would stay the night. I didn't want to be anywhere else and it felt so good to be there in his arms so I told him I would and we just cuddled and talked and played a little more until both of us were completely spent and passed out. Gosh what a wonderful night.

***** End of Part 1

Thanks to "woody smith" for assistance with editing. 



The Vacation Ch. 01



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(NOTE : The first chapter may leave you confused - But take into mind that this is a BROTHER - SISTER relationship story.)

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  Introduction

The freezing wind of early winter morning flew through the open window, and stung Robert's eyes, trying to force them open. He woke up groggily, swearing under his breath; and tried to read the digital clock through strained eyes as if deciphering a very complicated crossword puzzle. He finally managed to get his eyes to focus on the clock, which flashed a dark red display. Straining further, he read the numbers - 05:45.

"Are you kidding me?" he said to himself, as he pulled up the blanket and tried sleeping on the other side of the bed to find a more comfortable position to sleep in. After several attempts of continuous fidgeting with the blanket, he finally kicked it down to his feet and groaned as he stood out of bed. He looked down and saw the more-than-noticeable bulge in his pants and said, "Well, hi there! I didn't know you get up so early every day!" His cock seemed to nod in approval as it twitched a bit. Chuckling to himself, he stepped into the washroom and took a leak. Satisfied, he came out and was about to give sleep another try before the organ above his cock responded, sending shock waves of hunger through him.

"You guys just don't let a man sleep in peace, do you?" he said, as he made his way downstairs to the kitchen. Mom and dad were obviously still sleeping soundly. "Damn, they really outdid themselves this time" he said to himself, as he poured milk in his bowl of Fruit Loops. His father, Stanley Wilson and mother, Elizabeth Wilson; were apparently very active, and really loud in bed. But yesterday, they made noises that probably reached the earshot of people living 10 blocks away. As Robert sat munching his cereal, he tried to recollect everything that he heard yesterday night – Dad's low, guttural moaning, mom's 'Ohmigod, Ohmigod'; which seemed to go on forever, followed by their final ear piercing scream which Robert suspected, was the result of them climaxing together. Then, silence.

Just then, the front door opened, and in came the fourth member of the Wilson family – Christina. Christina was a total health freak. SOME of the sports on her list were trekking, cycling, volleyball, swimming, and soccer. Of course, the main reason she and Robert really got along was soccer. They both adored the sport, and supported the same club. Robert represented his college team in soccer, playing either the sweeper or the striker.

Christina hadn't seemed to notice Robert, an opportunity he swiftly seized to glance at her. As he gazed from top to bottom, he noticed her brunette hair tied up in a cute ponytail, the beads of sweat trickle down her cheeks, and drop onto her breasts; some even trickling down her forehead, over her cute nose, her full, luscious lips and hanging on the cliff of her chin, before ultimately landing on the same destination. He also noticed her deep breathing which, he guessed, was due to the 2 mile sprint she made daily. The rise and fall of her firm B cup breasts entranced him, but he shook his head and broke out of it, travelling his gaze lower to her flat, toned stomach and over to her most delectable feature – her ass. Robert heard two voices inside his head; one scolding him for ogling his own sister, and the other telling him to get up, walk towards her and grab a handful of ass. Suddenly, as if knowing she was on show, she bent down to touch her toes, her spandex tracksuit stretching, and her ass pointing outwards. Robert had this goofy, drooling smile on his face all along. Finally, his mind was unable to hold out any longer, and it made him blurt out "Dat ass!".

Christina instantly turned her head towards the direction of the voice, and saw Robert looking at her; a dumbfounded look on his face. She giggled and started jogging in his direction. She passed by him, opened the fridge and took out a bottle of water. Knowing he was still watching, she started drinking the water, purposely spilling some on her breasts. The cold water hardened her nipples instantly. "Mmmm, that was tasty," she said as she put the bottle back in the fridge and walked towards him, her hips swaying seductively. She sat down opposite to him and winked as she said, "Enjoyed the show?"

Robert was caught completely off- guard, and quickly tried to come up with something. "Huh? Oh yeah, yeah I did," was all he could muster up, the drooling look still all over his face. Christina couldn't help but chuckle out aloud. Truth be told, she always liked teasing her brother. Before they both hit puberty, she would tease him by calling him by the names of "Miss Unicorn" or "Roberta" in front of his girl friends. After puberty, however, she developed into a beautiful woman; while he developed in a lean, muscular man. Even though Robert was one of the star players of his team, he was quite shy when he talked to girls. He would turn crimson red when a crush of his (Usually one of the cheerleaders) would come up to him and start flirting. He always felt tongue tied in front of beautiful women - except Christina.

They loved each other just as every normal brother & sister would. They fought over petty things, always disagreed on everything except soccer and music. For them, music was half their world. They both loved the same genres, and the same bands. When one heard a new song, he/she would immediately go over to the other and make him/her listen to it. They both were 19, and ready to take on the world. Robert was currently completing a course in Psychology in his college, while Christina was in the process for obtaining her Bachelor's degree in Eco-toxicology. Both were equally hard working, and paid little attention to frat or house parties.

The Wilson family was blessed with good fortune, as Stanley Wilson was CEO of a well renowned anti-virus company, and Elizabeth Wilson was Chief Editor of a fashion magazine. They had a large pool in their backyard, pre-installed barbecue grill on their lawn, and a big bungalow. They, however, never bragged about their wealth; always maintaining a decent attitude & lifestyle. The parents even gave Robert & Christina mid ranged, locally affordable cars to drive.

A high pitched squeal captured the siblings' attention. They just looked at each other and smiled. "Boy, they really were at it yesterday, weren't they?" asked Christina.

"You bet. I couldn't sleep till they finished," said Robert, knowing what she meant.

Christina became silent, and strained her ears for a moment, and suddenly said, "Follow me."

Robert followed her absent mindedly. All he could concentrate on was her ass swaying deliciously as they climbed the stairs. Christina went towards their parent's door, and put a finger to her mouth. Robert quietly tiptoed to her, and they both pressed their ears to the door.

"Oh Stanley! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Drive that hard cock through me! That's right. Mmmm, just like that. Oh shit! I don't...think...Oh FUCK! Do you like it, Stan? Do you like it when my pussy squeezes your cock? Uh-huh, oh yeah! Oh...Fuck...Oh shit, I'm coming hard, Stanley! Piston that cock in & out of me! Fuck, this one's going to be huge!"

Robert slowly turned his gaze to Christina, who was totally engrossed in what was happening on the other side. She was absent- mindedly fondling her breasts, her nipples clearly indicating the extent to which she was turned on. He felt his cock straining through his boxers, and the cockhead poking out. He pushed it in quickly and pressed his ear to the door again. He heard his father say, "Oh shit, Beth! My cock's all wet and glistening with your pussy juices. You like that, don't you? Fuck...oh shit... I'm going to cum, Beth! I...I...oh fuck! Oh yes!" - Silence.

Robert looked at Christina, who was rubbing her crotch over her spandex tracksuit vigorously, a wet spot clearly visible on that area. He looked down at his pants and saw his cockhead out, dripping pre-cum. He swallowed the saliva he had forgotten to gulp down, and it immediately lubricated his hurting dry throat. Gathering the remainder of his senses, he shook Christina, and whispered, "It's over; let's go down before they catch us." 

Christina nodded her head and followed suit, quietly tiptoeing back to the kitchen.

They sat on opposite sides of the table again, flushed looks on their faces.

"Wow, they really do it, don't they?" said Christina, making it sound like a rhetorical question.

"Damn, those two are crazy in bed!" was all Robert could say between his heavy breathing.

There was complete silence in the house for a minute or two, before their parents' door opened. They both walked downstairs, mom following dad; both still weak in their knees. They said nothing to each other, just smiling and breathing hard. Dad got the paper from the front door, and finally sat down. Mom was still a bit wobbly, but she calmed herself quickly, and went over to the sink and started cooking breakfast.

Christina and Robert looked at each other, then their parents, and chuckled out in unison, unable to hold it in anymore. Dad dropped his attention from the newspaper over to the both of them. Seeing they knew what happened, he winked at both of them, and flashed them thumbs up.

The rest of the morning went on as usual. Dad told the kids some top stories, and they discussed upon the topics. Mom, as usual, made succulent breakfast – Orange juice, sunny-side-up eggs, coupled with strips of Bacon, and an Indian chutney which everyone seemed to relish.

Then, at roughly around 11 a.m., dad felt his phone vibrate, dug deep into his right pocket and removed it; flipped it open, and read the text. He smiled and asked aloud, "Well, I'll be damned!"

Robert looked at Christina with a puzzled look on his face - hers bearing the same expression.

Finally, mom broke the silence and asked dad "Honey, what's the matter? Everything okay?"

To this question, dad simply flashed a hearty smile and said, "Well, let's just say I've earned three days of complete relaxation at the Hotel Vitale, courtesy of the excellent record I've maintained in my business - And I've got 4 passes!"

The last part of his sentence made everyone jump with delight. 3 complete, carefree nights - Spa's, Winery courts, lavish banquets, and much more.

Dad got up from his chair and said, "Come on then, you mountain goats! We've got tons of packing to do! Vacation starts day after tomorrow!"



"The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect & joy in each other's life."



      - Richard Bach

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Part 2 is coming shortly! (Of course; it also depends on the amount of response this story gets!)



The Vacation Ch. 01



The warm shower water coursed down my body as my hand slid up and down my hard cock. I pictured the bikini falling to the ground as she shook out her jet black hair. Her ruby lips pursed together as she looked me up and down, slowly kneeling in front of me. Her teenage tits bounced just slightly as her knees hit the hard tile of the bathroom. Her nipples were rock hard, clearly betraying how aroused she was at the prospect of sucking me off. She closed her eyes in anticipation as she gripped my hips with her small hands. She brought her mouth, slightly agape, towards my crotch. 

BAM BAM BAM

"Damnit, Tyler! Are you gonna be in there all day! We need to get ready."

The object of my fantasy, Clara, pounded on the bathroom door of the hotel room we were sharing. I sighed, staring down at my swollen manhood. 

"Cool it, I'll be out in a sec."

I quickly finished off, cleaned up and got out of the shower. Just a few seconds after the water turned off, the door burst open and Clara came rushing in. I was just able to get the towel wrapped around my waist, covering my still semi-hard dick. Clara seemed to glance down with a smirk as she brushed past me on her way to the mirror. She was wearing just her tight black thigh length skirt and bra. She had a habit of doing her makeup before putting her blouse on. Her breasts weren't big, but neither was her bra, and the cleavage was pushed up into two pleasing, quivering mounds. I was sure whatever blouse she chose would barely cover those mounds. 

Out in the room, chilled by the AC, Dani sat in the loveseat, ready to go in her flowery dress. While her tits were bigger than her sister's, the dress covered them quite conservatively. It didn't, however, leave much to the imagination where her legs were concerned. I could see most of her creamy thighs, crossed over each other as she sat there. The dark triangle between her legs and the tight fabric hinting at what was hidden just a few inches under the dress. She smiled at me somewhat pleasantly. 

"You know C needs a while to cover up that ugly face of hers with makeup," she said, just a little more loudly than she needed to. 

"I heard that, you fat cow!" 

Contrasting with her sister's slender build, Dani was a little more round. Though no one in their right mind would consider her fat. Her hourglass figure was topped off by a large, 36C chest. (I had checked her bras years ago) Her waist tapered in nicely and flared out to an ample bum that always filled out whatever jeans or shorts she wore. Her pale legs were quite athletic, with just a hint of dimpling on the back of her thighs. She shared the same jet black hair that her younger sister did, and they both had pale faces with very dark brown eyes and a slightly sharp nose. 

When I was in high school, my mother, who is a widow, married Dani and Clara's father, who is a divorcee. Dani and Clara were in middle school at the time, and were just annoying little step-sisters who were forced upon me. I did my best to ignore them, and they did their best to irritate me; usually quite successfully. Having divorced parents, who were quite well off, the girls were often spoiled. Naturally, their father, Jim, was more likely to spend money on them than he was on me. Don't get me wrong, I was just fine with this, but it did lead to a slightly more entitled existences for the sisters than I had. Dani is two years younger than me, and Clara is three, so as a senior in high school, I was forced to share my school with them. 

I was ecstatic to go to college, and stayed in the dorms as much as possible. It was common for my mother, with whom I was quite close, to come stay in a hotel and visit me on holidays rather than me coming home. I was always able to come up for a good excuse for this, but my mom always knew the real reason. Never-the-less, there were some holidays that couldn't be avoided. Namely Christmas and summer break. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but that was not the case with us. Each time I came home, they were more distant and more annoying. Dani had always been a little more tolerable, but it was just tortuous to spend time with Clara. 

When I finally graduated from college, I had the great fortune to be deposited into a horrible economy with a high unemployment rate. So I moved back home. I was dreading it since Dani and Clara were both still living at home, attending a local community college. However my step-sisters had matured enough to just ignore me rather than purposefully annoy me, so life wasn't too bad. It wasn't until a couple months in when a very uncomfortable realization dawned on me; they were hot. Like, really hot. My college friends had always ribbed me about them when they saw pictures, but I had never taken it seriously. When you see people grow up, it's easy to miss things along the way. 

It really took spending extended time with them, and particularly seeing them in their "around the house" clothing to realize it. Clara would often go braless under a t-shirt in the evening and night, nearly always showing her tight nipples atop of her pert breasts. Dani was always working out, and her form-fitting tank tops, and sometimes just sports bras, showed off the massive swell of her chest. It became increasingly hard to ignore. And then there was the growing knowledge that the two sisters weren't the most chaste pair. I heard a few things from some old high school friends who I had reconnected with who went to the same community school as my step-sisters. And they would constantly come in late, particularly when our parents were away. 

I remember, quite clearly, the first time I masturbated to one of them. Our parents were gone and they had some friends over. I made the lame excuse that I had some job applications to work on to avoid any awkwardness when they failed to invite me to hang out with them. The two girls and their friends, two other girls and three guys, headed out to the back where they could enjoy the hot tub with a few drinks. My room overlooked the backyard, giving me a perfect view of the action. They settled in to the water, with the girls all making a big deal about how hot it was. Clara was wearing her typically tiny bikini, and it didn't matter much what sort of bikini Dani wore; she always showed an impossible amount of cleavage. 

I could hear the annoyingly high pitch of flirting girls, even through my closed window. It steadily increased as they drank more, but suddenly reached a higher octave for a moment. I glanced out to see one of the girls, who was facing me, holding her bikini top over her head. She was pointing emphatically at Clara and Dani, as if to say "your turn!" Slowly the girls stood up, looked at each other, and removed their tops. They were standing with their backs to me, so what I could see was very limited. But I could make out Dani's heavy tits peaking around the sides of her slender chest, and when she sat down a healthy amount of buyout flesh floated above the bubbling water. 

Even though I could barely see anything, honestly not much more than I normally saw just living with them, the knowledge that they were topless with others in the hot tub instantly made me rock hard. Each time I had masturbated, it had been getting increasingly hard to keep images of them out of my head, but I knew now that it was a lost cause. I immediately left the scene of the voyeurism and laid down on my bed, furiously jerking my dick, jealous of the guys who were in the hot tub. I shot about a gallon of cum all over Dani's creamy tits and some in her waiting mouth as she frantically frigged her pussy to orgasm. In my mind. 

And just like that, the flood gates opened. Being a healthy young man (who wasn't getting any), I masturbated fairly regularly. But I no longer pushed the image of one of my stepsisters out of my head during the sessions. At first, I was a little ashamed, and almost embarrassed when I would see them. But eventually, it actually made me more comfortable around them. I felt more confident, almost like I was fucking them in real life. 

When my stepfather announced a family vacation to the Bahamas, I was at first very excited. But when the rooming arrangements became clear, that excitement dampened. The resort we were staying at didn't have traditional hotel rooms, but rather little bungalows. Usually, I would get a separate room on vacation, but in this case I'd be sharing a bungalow with my step-sisters. Which, of course, meant my masturbating time would be extremely limited. Without this outlet, I was nervous about spending so much time with them, particularly now that I was routinely fantasizing about them. 

As suspected, when we got to the resort (which was beautiful) and got all settled into our little bungalow, there was very little privacy. There were two queen sized beds, with a smallish bathroom behind them. And to make it worse, the girls spent as much time as possible tanning on the private balcony, rather than out on the beach. This was so they could tan in skimpier bikinis with the tops undone to avoid as many tan lines as they could. Something they knew their father would heartily disapprove of. So I was constantly seeing a lot more ass than normal, thanks to their barely there, French cut bottoms they wore on the balcony, and plenty of side cleavage from Dani when her tits squeezed out from under her while laying on her stomach. All with no possible outlet. Which, of course, led to the situation I just described: me trying desperately to get my rocks off in the few minutes I was allowed to be in the shower. 

At dinner that night, I sat next to Dani and across from Clara. In my distracted state, it was difficult to not spend the whole night staring down at Dani's thighs, which were being increasingly exposed as each movement seemed to make her dress ride up a bit. Or watching closely when Clara reached for the salt or her water, in case one of her tightly confined tits popped free. What made it extra troubling is that their father was taking a keen interest in me that night, clearly trying to bond with his step-son. I made it through the dinner without embarrassing myself, but George (my step-father) insisted that we have a drink and smoke a cigar after time. Man time. 

It was fairly late when I got back, and the girls were already in bed, presumably asleep. My evening with George had been pleasant, however it felt weird talking to him knowing that I wanted to fuck both his daughters, together if possible. It was a warm night, like they all had been, and the covers were pushed off the bed the girls shared. Clara was on her back, wearing a cropped t-shirt that showed off her toned belly and boy shorts. Her sister just had on a sports bra and some running shorts on the bottom. In my buzzed state, it almost seemed like a good idea to climb into bed with them. But the clearer of my two heads prevailed and I collapsed into my bed, alongside theirs. 

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I walked up the stairs to the balcony that was also the front porch to the bungalow. As normal, both girls were laying on the chaise lounges sunning their backs. I saw both of their bikini tops laying on the deck below them. I carefully made my way around them, as to not disturb them. When I had just walked through the door of the bungalow, I heard Clara call out my name and looked back. She was leaning up on her elbow, showing almost all of her right breast. I felt a slight tightness in my chest as I realized how close I was to seeing it. 

"Tyler, would you be a dear and put some more of the tanning oil on my back. This pale skin burns so easily!"

"Uhh, sure," I stammered, trying to understand the request. 

I approached tentatively and picked up the brown bottle on the glass table next to her. I squirted some on to her back, kneeling carefully beside her on the chair. 

"Not so much!"

"Sorry," I mumbled, and tried to rub it in. Clumsy at first, I slowly got more comfortable, working the oil in circles around her firm back. It felt heavenly to be touching her this much, something I had never experienced except in my fantasies. My fingers trickled down her sides, getting dangerously close to her breasts. No reaction. As I moved lower on her back, I realized that she wasn't wearing bikini bottoms. Very odd, I could have sworn she had those on before. I enjoyed rubbing the oil into the small of her back, where her body contoured into its slender waist before moving back out to her round buttocks. In a risky moment, I decided to continue onto her butt cheeks. After all, I'm sure she didn't want those to burn either. My hands spread the oil over the light, slightly firm mounds. Again, no reaction. I let some fingers trail down slightly into the deep crevice before me. This time there was reaction; a soft moan. My God, she was enjoying this!

"Do you have a boner?"

My world came crashing down as I realized that my erection was pressing against her hip. She'd have to be dead to not notice that. 

"Wha!?" I pulled my oily hands back, and vainly tried to hide my erection, that would just not go down. "No, I don't. It's just the shorts, I mean..." 

"You do! Check it out, Dani! Our brother is getting turned on by this." I was mortified. "Well, let's see it."

"What?"

"Comeon," she stated, matter-of-factly. "I mean, if I caused that thing, I should at least get to see it, don't you think?"

I couldn't believe I was doing this, but with no further prompting, I pulled my board shorts down, letting my manhood spring free. I'm fairly well endowed, with a 7.5 inch penis that is fairly thick. It was now pointing straight at my youngest step-sister. She had propped herself up on her elbow again to study the action, her arm still hiding her naked breasts. Dani remained prone, but turned her head and was staring at me with wide eyes. 

"Impressive," Clara murmured. Then she surprised me by reaching out, finally exposing her young, firm breasts, and touching my dick. She smirked at me when my hard on twitched. Her delicate, petite fingers traced up and down my shaft, causing me to moan. She rolled over and sat up, her firm tits holding their own against gravity with rock hard nipples pointing towards me. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch them, but my arms seemed frozen to my sides. 

"Look, Dani. I can't even fit my fingers around his cock."

She began stroking me with her small hand, her tits shuddering pleasantly with the motion. I somehow seemed to grow even bigger, causing her to grin. She continued this for a couple minutes, with her sister watching. Then she leaned in, keeping eye contact the whole, she stretched her tongue out to gently collect the drop of precum that had formed on the tip of my dick. 

"Oh my God, are you jerking off?"

"No, Clara. You are!"

"What the hell did he just say?" 

My eyes shot open to see Clara standing over me in the dimly lit room. I had my hand down my boxers, wrapped around my dick, with the tip peeking out the fly. The cloud of confusion gradually cleared as I realized what was happening. I panicked and pulled my hand out of my shorts. This somehow caused my penis to push fully through the open fly briefly before I could pull the covers up. 

"Dani, check it out. Our brother was jerking off." Dani was looking around, more confused as I was. 

"No, damnit. Fuck off, leave me alone!" I tried to roll over, now with the sheets covering me. 

"Were you thinking about me while you jerked off? You said my name, you fuckin perv!"

"No, it wasn't that!" I protested, my face beet red. "Just drop it."

"Oh my God, Clara," Dani just figured out what was going on. "Leave the poor guy alone."

"No wait," Clara cut her sister short, and turned back to me. "Aren't you going to finish?"

"Huh?" I could barely comprehend what she was saying. "What the hell are you talking about? Why would you even suggest that?" 

"I've never caused a guy to get blueballs, and I don't plan to start now," she said, with an evil smirk. "Even if it is just the fantasy version of me."

"Damnit, this is crazy. I'm not gonna jerk off in front of you!"

"But you already were, while you were thinking about me."

"I was asleep!" I protested. "I have no idea what the hell I was thinking about."

"Well, you said my name. I think you should finish now."

"Clara, just drop it," Dani chimed in again. "Go back to sleep."

"No! I'm not going back to sleep until he finishes."

"Well, you're not sleeping then," I said sharply. "You'd have to be crazy if you think I'm gonna do that in front of you."

"I'll tell Dad if you don't," Clara said, making me nervous. "I'll go right over there and tell him you were jerking off with us in the room. I'll even get some tears going." She had a nasty grin on her face. 

Shit. I knew the vindictive bitch would do it, she was always looking for ways to get me in trouble. And of course she would be believed, being daddy's little angel. And it was true, anyway. I was jerking off, it would be very difficult to talk my way out of this one. I saw no other way out. 

"Fuck, this is twisted. Fine. Whatever."

I reached under the sheets and grasped my manhood. But my step-sister had other ideas. Still standing next to my bed, she grabbed the sheets and yanked them off. 

"I don't think so, we need to see it." Whose the perv now, I thought. 

Well, there it was. My dick, surprisingly still rock hard, sticking proudly through the fly in my boxers on full display for my two step-sisters. Fuck it. In for an inch (or 7.5 as the case may be) in for a mile. I started stroking my dick, slowly at first and then I started speeding up. I was surprised to find I was incredibly turned on. My shame already maxed out, I just turned to look at the two girls. Dani, who was no longer trying to talk her sister out of it, had repositioned herself to get a better view. Her hands were under the covers, and I couldn't be sure, but it seemed like she might be touching herself. Clara was still standing next to me, her eyes glued to my motions. I noticed her nipples had become very hard. 

I could see this wasn't going to take long, I could feel my orgasm approaching. But I figured I'd try to milk it (no pun intended) for all it was worth. 

"Let's see your tits," I said, really to no one in particularly. 

Without hesitating, Clara whipped off her t-shirt. Her small boobs, I guessed a mid B cup, stood out proudly, no hint of droop at all. I saw a faint hint of a tan line. Her nipples were impossibly small, but very erect. Now with the shirt out of the way, and more and more pretenses dropping, Clara cupped one of her mounds and started squeezing the nipple. Watching this was all I needed to set myself off, and I came hard. Really hard. A large stream shot straight up in the air and landed on my belly with an obscene splat. The next two loads shot off slightly to the side, coming down on the bed sheet next to me. My hand slowed down as my orgasm concluded. We were all silent for a few moments. 

Clara left off teasing her nipple and took a few steps closer. Never taking her eyes off my slightly softening dick, she reached down and dragged a finger through the semen gathered on my belly. She lifted it, almost experimentally, to her mouth. The finger disappeared in her mouth as she sucked all of my cream off it. Something changed in her eyes, and she looked me up and down. Then slowly bent over, placing a hand on either thigh, leaned down towards my crotch. 

"Clara..." 

Before I could say anything more she had licked my cock from the base to the very tip. She did this a few more times, getting all sides of my manhood, before repositioning me so that I was sitting on the side of the bed. She took up position on her knees right in front of me. 

"Just relax," she said, looking up at me. 

With that, she took my whole 7.5 inches into her mouth. This girl was good. I had never been deepthroated before, and it was amazing. I felt my dick hit the back of her throat and then just keep going down it. She had to stop every once in a while to catch her breath, and when she did so there would be a string of saliva extending from her bottom lip to my dick. I don't know if she was doing it on purpose, but it was extremely erotic. Having just cum, a lot, I knew it would take me a little while, so I put my head back and closed my eyes, taking in every sensation. 




The Vacation Ch. 01



Suddenly I felt another hand on my thigh, and looked down to see Dani kneeling next to her sister. Her tits were still encased in her sports bra, with the nipples doing their best to break through. Her black hair was pulled back in a ponytail with a few wisps hanging free over her beautiful pale face. She looked up at me, almost as if she was asking my permission. I think I said "Oh my God" or maybe just "Oh fuck", but whatever it was she took it as acceptance and grabbed my dick away from her sister. I opened my knees a bit more to accommodate the second body as she sucked my dick down her throat, proving to be just as adept as her sister. They proceed to trade off deepthroating, the other usually licking my balls or my thighs. 

Two sister, my sisters, giving me a joint blowjob, each vying to make me cum. This was the plot line of a fucking porn movie, not something that happens to me. I couldn't believe it was actually real. The two girls I had been fantasizing about for the last few months. The ones who had made my teenage years as miserable as they could. My sisters. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, and was impressed that it had been at least 5 minutes and I was still going. But I could feel the pressure building. It was coming. 

"Girls, uh, I'm going to, uh..." 

I was having difficulty forming sentences, especially because Clara had begun moaning, as if she was getting off from this. She and Dani seemed to get the idea though. They began sucking me even harder, hoping to speed it up. They looked at each other, exchanged some sisterly message with their eyes, and Clara took over, taking about a third of my dick in her mouth while stroking the rest with her little fist. Dani focused on caressing my swollen testicles. As soon as Clara started circling the head of my cock with her tongue, I blew. 

My first load hit her hard in the mouth. As far as I could tell, she was quite experienced in the art of blow jobs, but this caused her to choke a bit. She pulled back and the next shot hit her on the chin, splattering down on her tits. Dani quickly pulled my dick her way as her sister recovered. My next two smaller loads hit her big tits, drenching the sports bra. She leaned over and gingerly licked some of my cum off her sister's chin. Clara had stopped coughing, and turned into her sister, catching her full on the mouth. They kissed deeply, exchanging any of my seed still remaining in Clara mouth. Dani found her sisters small tit, and squeezed it hard, digging her finger nails in. Breaking the kiss, Bella gasped, breathing hard. 

"Shit, that's the sun." I broke the spell, noticing for the first time that the room had lightened considerably since we began. George had an annoying habit of getting up early on vacation, and getting everyone else up with him so we could all eat breakfast together. "Your dad will be here soon."

"Guess we'd better get cleaned up."

Both girls got up, Clara giving my now soft cock one last gentle squeeze, looking at me through sultry eyes. They went off to shower our incest off of them, leaving me laying on the bed. I was a little confused. I had just gotten head from both my step sisters at the same time, and it really seemed like it wasn't their first time doing that. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but I knew I better wipe the cum off my belly before their father came knocking.



The Vacation Ch. 02



Linda and John parted ways that afternoon but were going to meet for dinner that night. 

She walked into the restaurant that evening turning a lot of the heads of the men there and got dirty looks from the ladies. She did not let it bother her at all as she approached the table that John sat at.

John thought she was beautiful. Linda had on a white dress that was sleeveless that stopped just below her knees and it had splits up the sides of it. She had her braids tied in a ponytail with a white satin ribbon. She also wore a pair of thigh HI's that where sheer and black that had seams going up the backs of them with her white pumps on.

She and John sat at a table in the corner where it was kind of dim. They sat across from one another talking until the waiter came and took their order. As John tried to concentrate on what he wanted to order Linda slipped her foot from her shoe and had her foot between his legs massaging his cock with it. 

When the waiter left Linda acted as though she dropped something on the floor. She lifted the table cloth and got underneath the table and the next thing John felt was her undoing his pants and his cock sprung free. 

He could not believe what she was doing. The next thing he felt was her tongue teasing at the head of his cock making tiny circles around the head of it. She then started licking and sucking and then licked long and hard up and down the length of his long big cock. A moan escaped him when he felt her licking the sensitive underside of his cock.

It was so hard to control his urge to moan really loud but he was able to control it. When he started to move his hips she knew he was getting close. She then sucked his cock so hard and deep into her throat that he thought sure she would never give it back to him. When she felt his cock swell in her throat she pulled out and stroked his cock hard. In her hand she let his cum thread after thread of it shoot into a glass she held.

After she sucked him clean and he calmed she came up from beneath the table and sat across from him and sat and put the glass to her lips as he watched her drink every drop of his love juice. After she finished doing that she excused herself and went to the ladies room.

When she returned they ate their meal and he was still having a time believing what she had done to him.

They walked the beach for a while but not for long because he wanted her and took her back to the room. 

Once inside he watched her as she slowly undressed just leaving on her thigh HI's and heels and she walked over and sat on the couch. He undressed and walked over to her and kneeled between her legs and started sucking her chocolate breast as she moaned and ran her fingers through his long hair. 

Each time he came up to kiss her on the lips she would reach between them and stroke his hard cock. She then pulled him up and had him stand and move close to her. She pushed her breast together and he placed his cock between them and started to fuck her breast as they both looked down and watched. 

Each time the head of his cock would poke through her breast she would suck it into her mouth. After it got nice and slippery he pulled her up and walked her over to the full length mirror that was in the room.

He started kissing her neck as he whispered in her ear that he wanted her ass. She stood sideways in the mirror so that they both would be able to see. She bent over still with her heels on and she spread herself as wide as she could for him and grabbed each of her ankles in her hands.

What a sight this was for him as he got on his knees behind her for a while and started to lick and suck her ass. John then got up and placed his big vanilla cock to her tight chocolate ass hole and placed it against it and gave a push. She screamed thinking he was going to rip her wide open. She almost tried to pull away but he was quicker and stronger than her and he grabbed her tight by the hips and impaled her on his cock.

She felt so good and her ass fit around his cock like a glove. He fucked her long and hard as they both watched in the mirror. Linda loved seeing him pull his cock out just to the head and then watched him shove it back in deep and hard. He was grabbing her everywhere as he fucked her ass good. Finally when she heard him yell her name that she felt him explode deep inside of her. As he calmed he leaned on her kissing her softly on her back as he eased his cock from inside of her and they headed for the shower...



The Vacation Ch. 02



As we ascended the stairwell and out onto the walkway, I heard the commotion below in the pool area. We had just enough time to slip on pants and shirts and carry our undergarments with us as we reached the hallway. We slipped quietly across the walkway as we heard a man telling another that there were three people in here doing something they shouldn’t have. I tingled remembering just moments before feeling Trish’s mouth throating my cock as David’s cock drove into her pussy. Trish’s driving back and forth between the two cocks was amazing, she lost herself entirely in the passion. Now we thought only of escaping detection.

Finally, we reached the safety from view of a hotel hallway. I was readying himself to give a polite goodbye and let the couple re-invent their passion for each other.

“Andrew, come to our room.”

“I really should let the two of you…”

“Andrew, where is your room?” Trish asked.

“I’m in 3402, in the next building”

“Well, that settles it. Hotel security is probably swarming now. You don’t think Holiday Inn wants to get a rep for a fuck hotel. Our room is down the hall. Do you want to be caught in the halls with your underwear in your hands and your hair soaking wet? At least we can offer a towel, hairdryer, and a place to get properly dressed.”

It didn’t seem they could be convinced otherwise. Trish pressed her hand to my arm and agreed with David. I couldn’t refuse.

We soon arrived at the room. David offered me a drink, and Trish went to the bathroom. I put my boxers on the table and sat in the chair as David made drinks. He put a scotch on the rocks in front of me. I heard the shower turn on, imagined Trish stepping into it. David and I talked for a bit, not mentioning the encounter, but just talking about subjects we had struck in that bar conversation the evening before. My hair dripped water onto my shirt, my shoulders getting visibly damp. David apologized that Trish had gone right into the shower, without throwing out a towel first. I was welcome to slip in and grab one.

I shrugged my damp shoulders in a casual ok, for some reason not wanting David to know I was getting hard at the thought of entering the room where Trish was taking a leisurely shower. It was David’s suggestion that I hang my shirt first, let it dry a bit. I slipped it off and on a hanger and walked to the bathroom and opened the door into the steamy room.

Trish smiled and closed her eyes as she felt the warm water wash over her body. Her mind replayed the fucking they had done just a short time ago. She amazed herself at her abandon, at how she had even opened up so completely to Andrew’s tongue and amazed even more at being their slut, thrusting her body between the two cocks. She lost herself in her reveries, sliding her fingers over her chest, down between her legs… she heard the door open, felt the rush of cold air.

“David?”

“It’s Andrew,” came the voice.

Trish opened the shower door, saw Andrew standing there with no shirt and smiled.

“Did you see me?” she asked looking down at her ripe nipple, her dripping groin.

“I was just coming for a towel. Sorry.”

“You should wash the chlorine off, baby.”

He involuntarily glanced at the door, and Trish giggled.

“Baby, don’t you think he WANTS you to?”

I looked at her… moved closer to kiss her as she grabbed my jeans and immediately worked at the button… I helped, unzipping them and seeing her hunger as I slipped them down and off. She took my hand as he slipped in the shower. Her hands were around my shoulders as she kissed me deeply and pushed me against the shower wall. Her hands pushed his shoulders, and her lips eagerly kissed his chest..down his breastbone… licking his nipples.. As her lips went down his abdomen, she cupped his balls, tingling as she heard and felt him moan… she wanted to luxuriate in it, but desperately wanted to taste that cock. She looked up at his gaping mouth and swallowed his cock in one long gulp. His moan reverberating against the walls made her even hotter. She fucked his cock fast with her mouth, feeling the water beat against her back, feeling his hips thrust into her. She quickly slipped it out, took it in her hands and stood up, kissing his lips then growling in his ear, “Fuck me, baby, fuck me NOW!”

She pumped his cock a couple times, turned around to face the streaming water, pointed his cock at her backside then let go and braced the wall. Her moans were loud even as she felt him sliding his head between her legs, finding her pussy, and letting it slip in. She clawed at the shower walls as the water pounded her face, run down her breasts, down her tummy, and over her pussy, in which Andrew’s large cock was sliding deep. She gasped and felt his balls rub against her ass, moaning like an animal in heat. She writhed uninhibited as he moved slowly in and out of her. God, it was a dream to feel this cock thrust deep inside her. Each pounding opened her more. She barely heard the bathroom door open, the shower slider opening was only felt by the rush of cold air, and Andrew’s cock stopping inside her.

God, I knew he could hear it all. We both moaned loud enough, but I expected he would stay out there and just give a knowing smile when we came out. Actually, I was too lost in fucking Trish to even care, but to see the slider open, to see David stand there as my cock was buried in Trish, I froze.

“Well, my sweet slut. That was a good start, and I see that you got more of his meat there. Is it true that you just adore cock, you whore?”

Trish took on a submissive sweet voice as she squirmed and wriggled her nether regions into my cock. “Yes,” she hissed, “I do.”

I was torn between wanting to moan and staying cool in David’s presence, but how cool can you be with your hard cock deep in the man’s wife’s pussy?

“Hmmm, let’s see what a good whore you are in getting these two cocks ready for you. Get out of that shower. One cock isn’t good enough for you.”

At this signal, I began withdrawing from Trish’s pussy, but not before she wiggled a couple times, then sighed as my cock trailed out of her. David held out a towel for me. I wrapped it around me and he whispered for me to get out and lay on the bed. I did so, drying myself and laying down on the sheets. I heard David slapping Trish, asking how bad a slut she was. She answered, “Very bad!” and I heard the slap of a towel, knowing it was on her ass. She screamed, but groaned too. I lay on the bed, listening and trying to figure out what they were doing. I imagined Trish now gripping the sink, David slapping her from behind. I heard her groans and imagined David fucking her. David became me in my reveries, replaying Trish in the shower taking my cock in her sweet mouth, then her ass straddling before me and the feeling of my cock’s head sliding over her wet pussy, slipping inside as she slid back, the steam rising and blurring. Lost in reverie, and exhausted from the workout, and all the alcohol sent me drifting. The replay became dream, my hands over her sweet luscious breasts, nipples pert and dripping with the cascading water. Dreams to me to rivers, Trish became a beautiful raging river; my cock became huge and hot like a burning trunk. My massive member eager to plunge into the rushing waters, my body rushing headlong. Plunging deep, panting for relief from the fire of my loins, too huge to contain, the river rushed to gaping falls…my urging trunk plunging me down… my voice groaned loud through my lungs into the vast green forests. My mind realized this groan was voiced aloud, that I had fallen asleep, that I lay on this bed, and that the enveloping waters sucking my trunk into the yawning whirlpool was Trish’s mouth on my cock that brought me awake.

She watched Andrew turn and leave the bathroom, his muscular form, his ass, his thighs, walking out the door as her body sighed. David looked at her hard as she finally took her eyes off the door though which he left. She made no apologies for her lust. She knew he saw how her hips ground and pushed back as Andrew withdrew. David turned off the water, leaving her dripping there. He had taken another towel for her to be wrapped in, his eyes demanded that she step forward. Some part of her resented his show of control, and some part of her became very excited. She knew much of her uninhibited lust came from Andrew’s incredible body, her surrender to a stranger, a sensuous, sexual, passionate stranger with a delicious, beautiful form and incredible cock, but she knew also that much of her incendiary lust came from David’s part in this, his manipulation, his power, her rebelliousness, and the unspoken love behind this, his allowing her to have another to fuel her lust, and his denials that only made her more hungry. She was a slut, sure, but a powerful slut!

David wrapped the towel around her head, wiped her hair, then down her shoulders, her body, taking all the dripping water off her skin down her legs down her ankle as she stood and let him towel her off.

“Put your hands on the sink and straddle your legs.”

She did as his commanding voice had told her to do. She knew what was to come, but not when, which made each moment long in anticipation. She jumped and screeched when the towel snapped against her ass.

“Have you been a bad whore?”

“Yes” she hissed softly.

SNAP! As the wet towel smacked again on her stinging cheeks. She screamed again at the feeling, gripped the porcelain sink harder. She wanted to tell David to stop, but she thought of Andrew laying naked on the bed. She needed to have him again. She almost just wanted to run out and see his body, attack it. She wondered what he thought hearing her in here. Soft fingers ran over her burning ass, the needle-prick tingles were smoothed over by the gentle fingers as she closed her eyes and tried to feel in her mind again the long velvet shaft of Andrew sliding deep in her pussy. She felt the wetness grow in her crotch as the fingers slid over her cheeks, to the top of her ass crack, sliding down the center and touching her little hole.

“Do you like how that feels, my little slut?” as David’s finger rimmed it softly.

She just groaned and moved her hips back, softly. The groan grew a bit louder as his fingertip entered.

“You’ve never let me take that,” David said as the finger worked in a little more, “Perhaps tonight…”

She stiffened and tightened her ass around his finger at his words. Never had she let a man enter her there. Just thinking of how painful it might be tightened her. Then she felt a slap against her ass. She whimpered.

“I let you be a slut, bitch. Least you can give me is that hot little ass.”

His finger was still inside her ass and he wiggled it softly, trying to loosen her. She felt him move closer, run the head of his cock against her pussy. She began to groan as it slid into her wetness, and she opened as he slid his finger in farther.

“You said you wanted two men, you slut. Don’t’ you want this to be Andrew’s cock again?” he asked as he thrust his cock deep in her pussy.

She groaned louder.

“And you will be so deep in ecstasy, you will just adore my cock sliding in here,” he said as he worked his finger farther into her ass.

She pushed her ass out farther as he worked his cock and his finger slowly back and forth. She was groaning and he was being excruciatingly slow. Then both slid out, and she stood there, feeling naked and empty in the chilling porcelain bathroom. She saw David looking out into the room. Then he turned.

“He’s passed out.”

Trish giggled a bit and he looked at her and took her hand, pressed her close.

“I want to fuck that ass, baby, and I want you to enjoy two cocks, two men fucking you at once.”

Trish pulled close to David, kissed him long and passionately. They broke the kiss and he looked at her.

“Wake him like a slut.”

Trish slid her hand down David’s chest, down his abs, gripped his cock and pumped it a few times.

“Keep this hard, baby.”

She climbed on the bed, softly straddled his sleeping body, her hands on either side of his hips, her hair gently brushing his crotch as a soft sigh left his lips. She looked down at his flaccid cock, smiled, and brought her head down. She took a few gentle licks along its length, letting her tongue lift it, brought her tongue under and slipped the head into her mouth. She remembered in times past how she would sometimes awaken David this way, softly sucking on the head, then slipping more of his cock in her mouth as he hardened. She had forgotten what it felt like to get a man hard this way. His legs began to move, his knees bending as her mouth engulfed more of his growing cock. It was time now to work fast as he would awaken and she wanted him to be hard and down her throat when he realized that whatever dream he was having would be a waking fantasy.

Andrew groaned, his cock now massive again and bending down the back of her throat. She felt his hand slide through her hair, then a jolt in his fingers, his legs as she knew he had just waken up and realized. She looked up in time to see his eyes open and sucked hard, then stopped. She didn’t want him cumming yet. She slid her mouth back and wrapped her hand around his base as she slipped out the head, licked lovingly around it. A kiss she gave at its tip as she moved up his body, dragging her hair over his skin and keeping her grip at the base of his cock. Andrew was still in a daze of ecstasy as her lips met his and she straddled his hips. She let his head brush her pussy as she slid it back and forth. Andrew ran his nails over her back as she moved her hips down, pushing his head, wet with precum, inside her again. She sighed a deep sigh of satisfaction as she felt every inch of his manflesh slide deep into her. Settling deep inside her, she slid her body down, pressing her hard nipples against the hair on his chest. With long deep movements she thrust his cock into her, let it slide gently out, and thrust it in again, feeling full and content with his cock deep inside her. She buried his face in kisses, partially because how incredibly passionate she felt, but partially for him not to see David, whom she knew was walking up to them as they fucked deeply and slowly. It was the bed dipping down more that she felt first, then David’s hands on her hips as she worked them up and down on Andrew’s cock. David’s hands were insistent, lifting her off Andrew’s cock. Again that feeling of emptiness; she whimpered in Andrew’s ear.

“Quiet, slut, you’ll get that cock back. I just need you to lube mine for your ass, you whore. You’ll get all you need with both these cocks,” with that, he thrust his cock deep in Trish’s pussy as she groaned in Andrew’s ear.

Trish’s breath was deep and hot in my ear as I felt David thrust forward. I wasn’t even thinking of him anymore until I felt Trish moving up farther on my cock. I couldn’t take feeling myself slip out of her at this point. I reached my hands up to thrust her back down, but I encountered David’s hands on her hips. Waking from that dream with Trish sucking my cock hard was almost as if I had not awakened at all. I was brought into a world that had only she and I. Her lips sliding up my shaft, her hand curling around it, her hair trailing up my body, her tongue slipping in my mouth, her pussy slipping over and engulfing my cock… we were in a world of ecstasy, of slow, sensuous love. I had closed my eyes, felt her mouth on mine, felt her move her lips to my ears so I could hear each soft groan as she thrust down on my cock. Touching David’s hands brought me out of it. My cock was straining to find her pussy again, and brushed against David’s balls as he pumped his cock into her. I had never felt another man’s balls, let alone with my own cock, and it went a little soft at realizing this. Warm drops of cum dripped down my groin as David thrust back and forth. He didn’t stay long inside her; I soon felt his cock drop, the slickened head sliding over my length. Then, it was Trish’s fingers wrapping around my softening shaft. She knew now how to work it, how to grab the base, massage it so my cock went to instant attention. Quickly, she slipped it back in her soaked pussy; I felt myself go deep inside that honey hole, felt her inner muscles pull me in deep.

Then a deep groan and squeal as her mouth widened at my ear and the sound came from deep down her throat. Her pussy muscles went tight around my shaft, squeezing as I felt her body pushed slightly forward. Then, another feeling, a pressure against my shaft inside her. I felt this impression a few minutes before: the head of David’s cock. It was working its way inside Trish’s ass. Her hands were on my shoulders and her nails dug into my skin as I felt David’s cock pressing and moving farther in on the other side. I deep squeal issued from Trish’s mouth, almost a thing of its own. When David had reached all the way in, Trish’s pussy muscles opened and she let out a long deep breathy moan.

Two hot shafts filled her whole insides below. She felt as if she could just explode with a squeeze of her pussy muscles. When David began entering her, she wasn’t sure if she could take it. Though his cock’s head dripped with her cum, and he had rimmed her tiny hole slick, she tensed as he forced in. She held on to Andrew as David’s cock worked in slowly but determinedly. She felt her ass opened but could not release herself to it. David’s cock never felt so huge, and she couldn’t figure out how long it would take to work all the way in. Andrew’s head was deeper and she felt the squeeze of the two cocks against each other. She felt out of time with each moment of thrust and pain as David’s cock worked farther and farther in. Finally, she felt his balls rest on the flesh of her ass cheeks. She realized how hard she was gripping Andrew’s shoulder, how tightly her pussy held onto his cock. Now, she finally released all tension in her body. She was filled as never before. She stayed like this for moments, feeling on the very brink of orgasm until it drew back. 

Then, she began to move. A soft grind and buck back and forth, feeling the two cocks slide in and out alternately, back and forth, against each other and into and out of her. Each man found the rhythm and worked to heighten it. As Andrew’s cock thrust in, it strained to push deeper in her pussy; as his withdrew and David’s went deeper inside, he pushed forward with his hips and worked it in harder. Trish’s breasts slid back and forth across the soft hair of Andrew’s chest, her nipples hard and sending electric thrills through her. David ran his fingers down and up her spine, grabbing her hips as he thrust in, sliding up her spine as he withdrew. She was total animal lust now, her body writhing and bucking at the sensation of these two men, their bodies penetrating her in every way. She screamed a deep, gaping scream as she felt wave after wave rise; she felt the two cocks thicken and engorge themselves with cum.

“Cum!!! Fucking Cum!!!” she barked out as her body convulsed in orgasm.

Trish was wild now. I felt her vaginal muscles squeeze and milk my cock. Her nipples raked over my chest and her hair brushed me softly, though quickly. She sounded totally lost in passion as she twisted onto my cock, ground hard on it and moved so that David’s cock slid along mine, thrust in as mine drew out. Her back arched as her pussy squeezed tighter and. I breathed hard to hold back, wanting to wait for her word. When she demanded our cum, it was raw, animalistic. Her back arched, her tummy pressing to mine; her pussy opened and gushed heat over my cock. I raised my hips; David pressed forward and liquid heat pumped through everywhere. I felt myself cum as never before, yet I wasn’t sure if it was also Trish’s, and David’s. All was a pulsing, volcanic eruption that felt like minutes of release. When it finally ended, Trish’s body collapsed on top of me. My cock rested inside her, though I felt David slipping out, then his body as he rolled onto the bed, flat on his back. Trish nuzzled her head under my neck, on my chest as I felt warm run softly down my balls.




The Vacation Ch. 02



It was bright morning before we awoke, and it would have been longer had not the maid entered, gave a startled “Oh my,” at the sight of our collapsed, but tangled bodies. Trish looked into my eyes and smiled. She ground softly, my cock still inside her. David smacked her ass.

“Can’t get enough, can you, slut?”

He was smiling as she gave a mock, “Awwww,” like a child denied another lollipop. She pressed her hands to my chest, lifted up and wiggled my cock in deeper.

“Never enough cock, Baby.” She looked at him and undulated on me. I tried to give a silly smile but, God, I was so hot for her pussy again.



The Vacation Ch. 02



You wake the next morning to an empty bed. Could it all have been a dream you wonder? Your stomach rumbles angrily when you notice the plate of eggs, bacon and toast on the table beside the bed. Small drops of condensation run down the side of the glass of orange juice sitting next to the plate. You smile to yourself as you grab the plate and begin eating with gusto.

You set the plate back on the table and finish off the orange juice. You stand up, put on some pants and take the dishes to the kitchen. You find me there wearing a silk robe stirring a bowl of chocolate pudding.

As you walk into the kitchen I look up and smile at you. You notice a small drop of pudding on my lip and come closer and kiss it off me. I grin up at you as I stick a finger into the pudding and slowly begin to lick it off my finger. Your eyes lock on to my finger as I slowly lick the pudding off, then slowly insert my finger into my mouth and suck off the remaining pudding.

After I am done I lick my lips slowly and lean into you and kiss you passionately. You can taste the pudding as my tongue caresses yours.

“Good morning sweetie,” I say as I pull away from you and resume stirring the pudding.

“Good morning, thanks for the breakfast,” you say as you put the dishes in the dish washer. You walk back over to me and dip your finger in the pudding to taste some. Before your finger makes it to your mouth I grab your hand and pull your finger to my mouth. I lick your finger softly then pull it into my mouth. You let out a soft moan as my tongue caresses your finger. I pull your finger from my mouth and put your hand down to your side.

“You can’t have any yet, it’s for later,” I say with a wink.

“Hmmm,” you say while raising an eyebrow at me, a small smile playing across your lips.

I cover the pudding with saran wrap and place it in the fridge for later. I motion for you to follow me as I make my way back to the bedroom. Once there I push you onto the bed and crawl on top of you like a kitten. 

My robe falls open a bit and you can see my cleavage as I straddle you. I lean up and you can feel the heat of my pussy as it hovers over your now hard cock. I run my hands down your chest slowly as I keep myself just high enough above your cock so you can feel the heat but nothing else. 

I lean forward and kiss you softly on the lips, my breasts pushing gently against you as we embrace. My tongue gently plays across your lips. I lean back up again, running my hands down your chest to the waistband of your pants. You moan softly as you feel my fingertips inside the waistband of your pants. 

“Want to know what my favorite part of a man is?”

You nod your head. A small moan escapes you as I gently pull the waistband of your pants down so that it rests right at the beginning of your cock. I gently run my fingers down each side of your stomach where your thighs meet your pubic area and it forms those small creases.

“These are my favorite part of a man,” I say. “Like little arrows pointing to the treasure below,” I say softly as my fingers follow the crease down. 

You close your eyes waiting to feel my soft fingers continue on down and surround your cock, but my fingers stop just short of your hard cock, a small smile on my lips as I lean forward again to kiss you. You let out a small angry moan as you return my kiss passionately.

A gasp escapes your mouth as I lower my dripping pussy against your rock hard cock. You control your urge to cum right then and their as you feel my hot, wet pussy through your pants. 

You moan against my lips as my tongue caresses yours and I grind my pussy against your cock. My hips rock slowly back and forth against you. Your pants are now quite wet from my dripping pussy. 

I can feel your cock throbbing against me as I slowly grind against it. When I think you can’t possibly take anymore I slowly raise myself from you and with one last soft kiss I get up off the bed.

“I think its time for me to take a shower,” I say as I drop my robe around my ankles and walk into the bathroom. You moan softly as you try to catch your breath, your cock throbbing madly. 

You watch me walk into the bathroom. I don’t shut the bathroom door behind me but leave it open just enough so that you can see the shower. I turn on the water and step in to the shower. 

You watch through the glass shower door as the water runs off my breasts. My nipples are hard as rock as the water drips off of them. My hands run through my hair then slowly down my chest, pausing to pinch my nipples. You feel your cock throb harder as you watch me playing with my breasts.

It occurs to you that I must be taking a cold shower because the glass is not fogging up at all, giving you the perfect view of me as my hands slowly travel across my body. Not being able to stand your cock pushing against your pants you pull them off.

You watch me as I look hungrily at your now naked cock. I lick my lips as I stare at it standing tall, a small drop on the tip. I turn around so my back is facing you, and then bend over to grab my plumeria scented body wash, giving you a good view of my pussy.

I stand up again and begin to lather myself up. You watch intently as suds run down my breasts and my stomach. My hands slowly run over my breasts, pausing to play with my nipples. I put one foot against the glass door, giving you full view of my sudsy pussy. I run my hands over my leg getting it nice and soapy. I put my leg back down and put the other on the door and soap my other leg. 

I then stand underneath the running water, letting it wash the suds away from my body, giving you an unhampered view once again. I look at you, watching your cock throbbing in the air, begging to be touched.

You can’t stand it anymore; you run your hand down your stomach and wrap your fingers around your cock. You slowly begin to run your hand up and down your pulsing member.

I eye you hungrily as I put my foot on the door again. You watch as one of my hands travels down my belly to my pussy. I tilt my head back; mouth slightly open and my fingers spread my lips and begin to slowly circle around my clit. You hear a soft moan from the bathroom as you watch me playing with myself, your hand still slowly pumping your throbbing cock.

I look at you again watching you stroking yourself. You can tell from the look in my eyes that watching you is getting me hotter than ever. A soft cry escapes my lips as I slowly insert a finger into my dripping pussy. I watch you stroking yourself as I finger myself in rhythm with you. One hand plays with my nipple and the other pounds my pussy.

I hear you begin to moan and it gets me hotter still. I watch as small drops of liquid form on the tip of your cock then run down your cock as you stroke it. I begin to play with my clit again as I can feel my orgasm getting closer.

I can tell you are as close as I am because your strokes have become faster. Our eyes meet as we both get closer to orgasm. You watch as my hips start thrusting against my hand my moans getting louder. I watch as your hand pumps your throbbing cock harder and harder. We moan together as the first waves of orgasm wash over us.

My hips rocking as my finger massages my clit, juices running freely from me. I let out a cry and close my eyes as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over me as I cum in front of you. I hear your moaning growing louder and I open my eyes just in time to see jets of cum shoot out of your cock and puddle on your stomach. Your cock jerking violently in your hand as your hot cum keeps shooting out of you.

I rinse my cum from my pussy and turn off the shower. I grab a towel, wrap it around me and walk over to the bed. I sit next to you; you shudder as cold drops of water fall from my wet hair on to your chest. I slip the towel off and crawl on top of you once again.

I lean down and gently begin to lick the pool of cum from your belly. My breasts fall around your now flaccid cock as I lap up your cum. As I move back and forth licking, I feel your cock begin to stir to life again as my breasts gently rub against it.

I look up at you, a small stream of cum running down my chin. I take a finger and wipe your cum from my chin with my finger, then slowly lick it off. You cock gets harder as you watch me licking my finger. 

After I have cleaned all the cum from your belly I get up and begin getting dressed.

“Well, come on, get dressed,” I say. “We’re going shopping!”



The Vacation Ch. 02



Joe and Linda pull Karen out into the hallway, still wearing a white towel around her body. "I don't want to go looking around. I would rather stay in the room – somebody will see me!"

"Karen, you can't stay in the room for three days. You'll miss out on all the fun." They pull her into the hallway, get into the elevator and go down to the lobby. As foursome leaves the elevator they see the oddest couple one could hope to see. A woman, not over five-feet tall and weighting at least two hundred pounds, accompanies a man at least six-feet five inches tall. They are talking about something funny for they keep up a steady stream of laughter and giggles. They hold hands as they walk down the hallway. Wedding rings gleam on their fingers as their smiles do on their faces. Karen looks at them and marvels at the ease in their nudity. She looks at the woman jiggling down the hall way wearing her fat without the slightest concern for how she looks or what whoever looks at her might think. She is walking down the hallway taking pleasure in the company of a man who obviously loves her very much. Karen picks up her pace to catch up with her companions, unwraps the towel, pushes out her thirty-eights, wiggles her ass, and quits worrying about being naked. 

They reach the lobby and follow the sign to the pool area. They leave the chill of the air-conditioning for the tropical and erotic heat of the pool. They stop at a large pile of beach towels and each take one. Linda is carrying a bag of beach accessories and Joe has a large beach blanket. Karen starts to wrap the towel around her body, and then she thinks about the couple upstairs. She lays it over her arm, and they all start to walk around the large pool. Most of the deck chairs are taken so they continue past the pool and on toward the beach. 

Many people smile and say hello. Karen is nervous at first, but then impressed by the warmth of their greetings. Linda and Karen are walking side-by-side with the men a few feet ahead of them.

The girls look around at the naked bodies surrounding them.

"Linda, can you believe how different cocks can look. I've seen a few in my life, but this is amazing."

"I know, short stubby ones, long thin ones, and look at that one Karen!" Linda points to a young Jamaican man who appears to be an employee of the resort.

"Oh, my god, Linda, it has got to be a foot long limp."

"Karen wouldn't you just love to try to wake up that monster."

"Linda! You really are a hussy you know."

"I know and I try harder every day to become a better one. He did make your mouth water, didn't he Karen or did he make something else water." Linda pinches Karen on the butt. This makes Karen realize she has not thought about being naked for the last minute or two.

They find some space away from the others down by the water line, and Joe spreads out the blanket. The spouses lie down together. Linda passes two tubes of sunscreen to the men. "Oil us up guys, and make sure you do the sensitive parts."

Karen and Linda lie down on their stomachs, and their husbands begin applying the oil. Joe starts on Karen's legs and Jerry on Linda's shoulders. Joe has oiled Karen's legs many times, but this is the first where he has a wide-open view of her pussy as he rubs in the oil. Karen knows he is staring at her and shifts around a little opening her legs even wider. This and her awakening arousal cause her pussy lips to fill and separate. Joe watches in slow motion as her pussy prepares itself for the entry of his cock. He squirts more lotion up on the backs of her thighs and forces the oil deep into her skin. Karen closes her eyes and forgets that she is naked and lying on a beach, becoming very hornier by the second. 

Jerry has covered Linda's back with the warm oil. Her pale skin shines in the tropical sun. He lays down a line of lotion over her white ass cheeks. He rubs the lotion all around them. Linda moans a little as twice his fingers travel over the top of her ass "by accident." Her ass is rather inexperienced as far as Jerry goes. He doesn't know about the strap on dildos that Karen has used on her or she has used on Karen. Linda still very much prefers cocks in her pussy, but she knows that Jerry, Joe, both guys, or hell, all three of them, might end up in her ass, before this little vacation is over. Jerry runs a long line of lotion down her legs and begins to knead her warm thighs.

Joe spreads the lotion over Karen's ass. Unlike Linda and Jerry, Joe has explored Karen's ass many times. They discovered an early like for fingers, that one day moved to cocks and dildos. While oiling Karen's ass he deliberately nudges a finger into her ass. She lifts her hips to help him. Linda sees this and mouths, "you love it" at her. Karen winks back and says, "Joe, my back is going to burn if you spend too much time oiling places where the sun doesn't touch." They all laugh, and Joe sprays the lotion on her back and gets to work. 

Jerry oils Linda's feet and toes, and then she rolls over. He squirts the oil on her feet and shins and begins rubbing his way up. Linda spreads her legs slightly to give him a good view of her now bare pussy. He likes this new look of hers and wonders why he never requested it. Linda's pussy opens like Karen's as her husband hand works its way up. As he is oiling her upper thighs she groans from the sensation of his hands on her. He passes her pussy by and puts oil on her stomach. 

Joe finishes Karen's arms and slaps her butt to tell her he's done with this side. She rolls over and, for a short time the thought moves through her mind that she is naked on a beach full of people and that someone may be watching, but she loses the thought as Joe begins oiling her arms. He moves up spreading the shiny liquid and squirts a line of lotion about her breasts. Linda looks over and says, "I've got another tube I brought just in case you use that entire one on her tits."

Karen rolls her head toward Linda and rather loudly says, "Fuck you."

Linda smiles at her. "I'm going to hold you to that later." 

Jerry has arrived at Linda's tits and drips the lotion in circles around her nipples. His strong hands spread the oil into the sensitive flesh and Linda gives up another moan. As her nipples begin to grow outward she thinks, I've got to cum again. Can he do this here out on a beach where people may see? Jerry knows from past experience that she is very hot. He moves down to her stomach and applies more oil as he rubs her firm stomach The last squirt of oil pools where her pussy hair used to be. His hand and his long fingers rub to warm oil over her lips and exposed clit. "Oh, yes," she moans as his fingers rub in the lotion far longer than sun protection requires. He is relieving her pent up sexual energy. 

Joe reaches Karen's last spot almost at the same time as Jerry reaches Linda's. They have been watching each other and working to finish at the same time. Joe pours the oil above Karen's pussy so the some of the now thin oil flows down around and into her lips. He pours a bit into his hands and covers her cunt with his strong hand. He is watching Jerry as he brings Karen along. Soon the men have the women riding on the same wave of pleasure. The women reach for their breasts at the same time to pull on their nipples and massage the flesh of their full tits. As the girls fondle their breasts, they begin to cry out their orgasms at the same time. Lifting their asses from the blanket they try to force their husbands' fingers deeper into their pussies, before falling back to the sand. 

"That was so hot." A voice floats down to them from the lips of Miss Honey Melons, their entertainment director. "I'm not worried on bit about you folks having a good time her." She nudges Joe with her toe. "You look like you could handle about anything that comes along." She's giving his hard cock a long loving stare. "But don't forget the resort policy about public sex!" Just as Karen is about to trip the blonde, Connie turns and runs off.

"What a fucking bitch! Look, her tits don't even bounce!" 

"Karen, such language!" Joe is shocked at his wife's use of profanity outside a sexual situation. When having sex Karen has always been a dirty talker.

"Joe, if you let her get one inch closer to that little thing between your legs it will die from lack of use before this vacation is over."

"Honey, have I ever let another women come between us."

Linda laughs. "I think you did twice earlier today."

Frustrated he says, "Karen, you know what I mean. Linda doesn't count."

Pretending offense, Linda says, "I don't count? Well Mister, your count just stopped at two."

They all break up laughing at that one. Karen reassured Joe. "Honey, I was just teasing... maybe."

Linda looks at the boys and says, "Your turn guys." 

Joe and Jerry lie down on the towel and the women take over with the tubes of oil. Karen and Linda start at their feet and work their way up their legs. They stay together applying the oil liberally to their husbands' thighs. Karen slightly pushes on the inside of Joe's thigh to get him to spread his legs. She pours oil down the crack of his ass and watches it flow over his balls. Karen rubs down his ass. Slipping him a finger momentarily, she then cups his hairy balls rubbing the oil into them gently. Linda performs the same actions on her husband, but leaves out the finger internal massage. Jerry moans as she rubs the lotion over his sensitive seed sources.

They throw their legs over the men's backs and settle their pussies down on them. Putting pressure on their hard cocks with their weight, the women oil their backs. Sliding their wet cunts up and down their husband's backs in concert with the motion of their hands, they spread the oil over their husbands' backs.

When told to roll over, two hard cocks point upward, before the shafts fall back onto the guy's stomachs---pointing towards their navels. Karen and Linda start at their feet again and begin working up the front. They pay back the men by passing over their throbbing cocks and oil up their stomachs. As they cover their chests the womens' pussies rub over the length of their husbands' hardened cocks. 

Karen starts to screw the cap on the tube. "There... all done."

"Karen, I think you missed a spot." Joe is wriggling under her. His cock is trapped in the folds of her pussy.

"And where might that be, O' love of mine?" 

"You forget to put any on my dick."

"Oh, my, Linda, I forgot to oil his dick. Did you forget to oil Jerry's?" Linda is not quite sure where Karen is going with this, but she plays along. 

"You know Karen, I did forget to oil Jerry's dick." Linda gives Karen one of these "well now what?" looks. 

Karen smiles at her and rises up on one knee. She inserts the tube of lotion into her pussy and squeezes hard, spilling the lotion inside her folds. Smiling at Linda she pulls the tube out. Linda's eyes grow wide with understanding. She is quickly up and pushing her tube inside her pussy. 

Karen hovers over her husband's cock. "Well, I guess I can still oil it up." She slides down slowly onto her husband's shaft, and Joe groans as his wife applies suntan oil to his cock. Jerry is also groaning with this novel method of application. Linda pulls Karen's head to hers and whispers in her ear, "You're the nastiest slut I've ever known." Linda's tongue darts into Karen's ear before she pulls back.

Karen laughs and straightens up over Joe and starts to rapidly apply suntan oil to his cock. Linda keeps up the pace and rides Jerry to sun protection. Karen says, "Maybe we should do a commercial. Remember the little girl who got her pants pulled down by the dog? We could show off the proper application of suntan oil to delicate body parts." 

Linda breaks up, "You won't even pose for photographs! Is this you making a TV commercial before or after you get used to being naked in public?"

"Linda, I haven't thought about being naked until you just mentioned it. Can you believe we are here in Jamaica lying on the beach fucking our husbands?"

"No, who would have thought it."

Joe raises his head and gasps, "Would you girls just fuck us and talk later?"

Karen looks at Joe. She rises up and drops down suddenly. He arches his back to drive his cock up into her. She fucks him hard. Linda is riding Jerry just as aggressively. Linda and Karen's eyes are locked on each other as they bounce up and down on the cocks of their husbands. They stare into each other's eyes as they feel the jets of cum spurt into their pussies. The girls roll off their husbands. "Now, if you two don't mind, we want to get a tan!" The girls grab their sunglasses and put them on. Karen's hand reaches out and touches Linda's. "This will be a great vacation sweetie."



The Vacation Ch. 02



Author's note: 

This is the continuation of the fourth in a series of stories about me and my wife Lisa. If you haven't already, please read part one and especially the Author's note with that part.

Thank you.

This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent.

Now on to the story:

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The next morning we slept in a bit, but soon we were ready to get poolside. We had a light breakfast from room service and were getting ready to head out. Lisa had taught me a trick about sunscreen many years before. Put it on before you get dressed. You don't miss any spots and you don't get it on your suit. We did each other's backs, then started to cover the rest of ourselves. Lisa was putting on quite a show, obviously for my benefit. It was having the desired effect too. Her running her hands all over her body was a very erotic sight. Since I was paying rather close attention I couldn't help but notice that she was putting on the sunscreen nearly as if she were going out in the sun totally naked. The only spots she missed were her nipples and her twat. She especially had given her ass a good coating. I first assumed it was just to add to the show she was putting on for me. I'd soon find out differently.

She went to the dresser and took out her new suit. Once she had it on I audibly gasped. "You like?" she teased. My God! It was made of a shinny almost metallic looking material, which I was sure would sparkle in the sun, drawing even more attention to it (as if that was necessary). I could have made this suit out of some string and one of my handkerchiefs and had material left over. There were two tiny triangles of materials, plus some string, that formed the top. The distance between them was a good two inches. I saw no way that it could stay in place. It barely covered her nipples and that was all, plus the material was such that you could fairly clearly see the outline of her nipples, though it was totally opaque. The bottom was similar. It was made up of a roughly triangular piece that started just about where the top of her bush would have been and narrowed to something slightly wider than a Band-Aid that ended deep in her crack just far enough up the back to cover her anus. The rest was three pieces of string. That it didn't fall off while she was standing there seemed to defy the laws of gravity. I was certain she couldn't move and keep it on.

"I'm positive I don't want anyone else seeing you in it!" I finally managed to reply.

She was far more erotic than if she was completely nude. And I was positive she would not attract any more attention if she went to the pool that way.

"Good" she smiled, "then I must have accomplished the look I was after."

My cock was nearly at full mast just from looking at her.

"Get your suit on and lets head to the pool" she laughed.

"Are you really going out in public like that?" I asked, quite seriously.

"Peter, don't be so possessive. Isn't it going to excite you to see me like this around the pool all week? And besides, do you think we're likely to see anyone we know? Now get your suit on and let's go."

Since Lisa had unpacked and put everything away, I asked her where my suit was. She indicated one of the drawers. When I opened it I didn't see my suit, just a tiny men's Speedo. "What is this?" I asked.

"I bought you a present", was Lisa's reply.

"Lisa, where is my suit? I'm not going to wear this." I was starting to get irritated, if she hadn't brought my swimsuit I was really going to be mad.

"Peter, I brought your old fuddy duddy suit too, so don't get your tail in a knot. But please wear the new one I bought you. You'll really look sexy in it" she said rather coyly.

I wasn't as good about staying in shape as Lisa, but I keep fit. So it wasn't embarrassment about how I would look in the suit that kept me from wanting to wear it. I just have a conservative streak, at least in public, and the suit Lisa had bought me would leave very little to the imagination. It wouldn't be quite like Lisa's look, but then buck-naked I wouldn't attract the attention I knew she was going to. I just couldn't bring myself to wear it. Especially knowing that Lisa would do everything she could to give me a hard on which would then be obvious to even the casual observer.

I finally asserted myself. "Lisa, I am NOT wearing that in public!"

"Oh please, ... for me?" she tried one last time, truly sounding like I was letting her down.

"I just can't."

"Okay, but we're both going to regret it" she replied. I was sure that was true, even though I had no idea what she was referring to. "Lets go then." And with that she tossed me my old suit and headed out the door to the pool.

I jumped into the 'fuddy duddy' and following Lisa, I couldn't keep my eyes off her swaying ass. Damn she looked good. I was getting horny just looking at her walk. And my imagination wasn't helping any either. I could just tell that by the end of each day we would both be 'fully charged' and the thought of a week of nights like the previous one would definitely result in one of the best vacations ever. It wouldn't turn out quite as I had in mind.

We found a couple of lounge chairs with a pool table to camp out in for the day. As I knew would be the case, virtually every man in the place was staring slack jawed at Lisa. She got quite a few looks from the women too. I was a jumble of feelings, lust was certainly at the top of the list; proud that I was the one with her; and somewhat jealous of the attention she was getting. Much as I'd felt at dinner the night before, but more so for some reason. Emotions are strange. Lisa and I have been together a long time and have never given each other anything to be jealous about. We have a rock solid relationship, and my logic circuits are positive of that. My emotions however still let jealousy slip in now and then.

We settled down and were reading and soaking up the sun and really starting to relax. I found myself unable to keep my eyes off of Lisa. She looked sexier than I'd ever seen her, or so it seemed at the time. She seemed oblivious, but I knew better. She had done this for one primary purpose and I knew it. It was working, too. I felt like an adolescent teenage boy (which I haven't been for quite a while now) and every 17 seconds my mind had only one thought.

Lisa can sit in the sun like a lizard on a rock. I can't stand to just bake, so I was in and out of the pool rather frequently, to cool off (in more ways than one) and to get up and move around. I'm the naturally restless type. When in the pool I was checking out the rest of the people around the pool, especially the female people (hey, I'm a guy right!). The pool area was rather full and there were mostly couples, of all ages and appearances, but the majority were young and attractive, confirming my observations of the night before. There were at least a handful of very attractive, well built women there, and most were wearing quite revealing suits, but it didn't take long for me to confirm that Lisa was the best built, best looking and wearing the absolutely most revealing suit in the whole resort. At least from my perspective.

In addition to the guests, there was the staff. There were several attractive young women in skimpy outfits that were providing bar service poolside. And there was the activity staff, two young men and two young women. The guys were both wearing suits very much like the one Lisa had bought me, and I was now convinced I'd done the right thing. The comparison wouldn't have boosted my ego a lick, and the revealing nature of that kind of suit was evident. You could readily tell the endowment of each of these lads. Both were muscular and good looking, without an ounce of fat on them. One was appeared to be native Mexican and the other looked like an import from the beaches of California, blond hair, blue eyes and bronzed colored skin.

The two girls both appeared to be from the states. One was very athletically built, dark hair and eyes. Very pretty, with small breasts and a great ass. She was wearing a suit that look like hotpants on the bottom and a sports bra on the top, it fit the athletic look. The second looked like a stereotype beach bimbo. Blond, blue eyes, very large but extremely firm tits and a nice round ass. Though there was not an once of fat on her either. She was wearing a traditional bikini, but somewhat conservative in style.

It wasn't long before I could tell why all four of them were in such good shape, they never stopped moving. Their job was to provide activities for the guests so inclined. Pool aerobics, beach volleyball, step aerobics poolside, water volleyball and a resort exclusive, Tequila volleyball every afternoon. Whoever missed the ball got a drink of Poolwater from a large sports bottle. No, not water from the pool, a green concoction that was mostly Tequila!

I know this has been a bit of a long background, but it will all fit in as the rest of the story unfolds.

We'd been at the pool for a couple of hours and I'd been in and out several times, Lisa only a couple, but the sun was very hot. Wanting to be very careful on our first day, Lisa suggested we should both refresh our sunscreen. I got it out and we help each other put on another layer. As you can probably guess, Lisa 'required' far more help than was really necessary and rubbing my hands more or less all over her body was certainly having an effect on me. One I'm sure she had in mind. She also helped me more than I really needed, especially by having me lay on my stomach and do my back (which I couldn't reach) and then before I could move, doing the backs of my legs (which I could reach just fine) from my ankles right up to my crotch. She somewhat, but only somewhat, discreetly spent quite a bit of time on the insides of my thighs. Even the part that was high enough my suit covered them. I doubt I need describe the effect all of this had on me.

We laid in the sun a while longer reading, then about 1:00 we decided to go have a bite of food and then retire to the room. We didn't want to overdo the sun on our first day and siestas are often a regular feature of our days when on vacation, no matter what country we're in.

Once back in the room, Lisa talked me into taking a shower together, to wash off the sunscreen, chlorine and sweat, was her reasoning. I knew better, but thought it was a good idea anyway. The sights poolside and the two Margaritas at lunch had my libido in high gear. I was optimistic that siesta time might prove to hold more than sleep. 

Just undressing and stepping into the shower together had me semi hard. Lisa made that fully hard in a matter of seconds by taking the soap and starting to wash my chest while suggesting that I return the favor. Soon we were washing each other all over. I was still getting used to the unique feel of her bald pussy, and while I gently washed it she was slowly washing the sides of my balls with both hands and lots of soap. It's an area on me that is very sensitive. We continued this way for some time. Exploring all of each other's bodies with our hands. Finally Lisa whispered in my ear, "Rinse off and lets go to bed, I want to feel your tongue some more."

That was all the encouragement I needed. We sensuously dried each other and were soon laying in each others arms on just the bottom sheet. After a few minutes of hugs and kisses, Lisa looked straight in my eyes and said "If you make me cum with your tongue, I'll suck your cock just the way you like."

It took me at least another half second before I was slurping away. Evidently Lisa was just as turned on as I was. She started moan immediately and was cumming in a matter of minutes. Wanting to score as many points as possible, I gently kept at it will she caught her breath and then started working her back up to a second orgasm. The second one was slower to build and took longer to achieve but was at least as intense as the first. This time when she finished, I slid up next to her and held her in my arms. 

We laid like that for quite a while my throbbing cock resting on her thigh. Soon her breathing was slow and regular and I though she had dozed off. My raging hard on wanted very much to feel her lips sliding over it, but I wasn't going to wake her. However, she wasn't asleep at all, and just about that time she reached down and started to caress my balls. It felt like electricity was flowing through them. Slowly she slid downward and was soon doing exactly as she had promised. Sucking my cock just the way I like. Slow and with deep, long strokes. Lisa is the most extraordinary fellatrix on Earth (I haven't really known very many, but she must be!)

Soon my balls were boiling and I was thrashing as I built to a climax. It was going to be a great vacation. Just as I was about to explode, she slowed to the point of holding me right on the edge, not backing off, but not getting any closer. "Please baby, finish me, I can't stand any more" I begged. That was the wrong thing to do.

"Okay darling, I won't make you stand it any more" and with that she stopped all together and rolled over to go to sleep.

"Oh Lisa, don't do this, please! I really need to cum. Besides, you promised you'd suck me just the way I like!"

She rolled to me and started to very gently and slowly stroke my cock with one hand while holding my balls tenderly in the other. "Peter, I did suck you cock the way you like, I just didn't make you cum the way you like. And I never said I would do that part!" she giggled. "Besides, you loved last night and I want to be fucked again tonight with the hard as steel cock of yours. So just trust me and go, to, sleep."

With that she rolled over again. I knew any further protest on my part would be useless, besides, she had a point. I had loved the previous night, and while I might ache the rest of the day, a repeat performance would be worth it. I had a hard time relaxing, but after a while the sun and the Tequila were enough to allow me to fall into a restful sleep.

I awoke to Lisa slowly stroking my cock. "Hi sleepy head" she had evidently been awake for a while. The condition of my cock indicated it had been awake longer than the rest of me too.

"When I woke up you had a hard on, I just couldn't resist playing with it" she said. By now I was awake enough that I could see the devilish smile on her face. She continued to stroke me nice and steadily. I was getting close once again. She kept stroking. I was quickly approaching the point of no return. I started to thrust my hips and moan. She slowed her strokes even more. I was right on the edge. She kept stroking slowly, holding me agonizingly close to cumming.

"Please, Lisa, make me cum, please!" I begged. 

"I told you I want you rock hard for later tonight" she said through a big smile as she kept stroking ever so slowly.

"I'll still be rock hard tonight even if you let me cum now, PLEASE!" I begged some more.

Just as I reached the point of no return, she stopped and giggled, "I'm not taking any chances!" And with that she hopped off the bed. "Come on, let's get dressed and go out." And with that she head toward the bathroom. I knew I was simply going to have to wait until later.

To be continued...

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The Vacation Ch. 02



The following story is completely true. Only the names of the people involved have been changed. I've taken great care to make sure nothing in the story is stretched, embellished or exaggerated. I hope you enjoy!

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As you may remember from the first part of the story, I had met a married man, Gary, while on vacation in south Florida. I ended up spending the night in his room as we cuddled and had fun most of the night. It had been a long time since I had stayed up that late. With my job, I'm always up by 5:00am every morning, even on weekends, but not this day. We slept until noon and even I had to admit it was a very comfortable feeling to wake up naked next to a man again. My previous boyfriend never did this as his conservative upbringing made him very inflexible to most sexual encounters.

Gary woke up first and must have called room service while I was sleeping. I don't know how long he was gone, but in my dazed state of sleep I remember seeing him come back to bed with me. As he moved toward the bed, I got a glimpse through my sleepy eyes of his naked body sneaking across the room toward the bed. I wasn't completely awake, but the first thing I saw was his jiggling penis, all limp and slightly purple, with just the pale purplish bulb on the end, swaying back and forth as each foot softly hit the floor. It was as if it were being cushioned from the swaying movements by his balls as it lay settled into the engorged, sagging orbs. The dark brown hair was full and crowded around the area so that I couldn't really see if the penis and balls were connected to his body or just lying on the bed of hair. 

I got a tingle inside and my nipples awoke slightly as it dawned on me that the first thing I had seen that morning was a penis. Although I'm not one to get all weird about perversions of nudity and such, even I had to admit, it was a welcome sight to wake up to. I involuntarily reached one hand toward my nipple and rubbed it softly and pinched it between my thumb and index finger. At the same time I moved my other hand down between my legs to quietly touch the spot that gave such a tingle just a few seconds ago. I was moist and my pubic hair was a touch sticky, but it felt good connecting my finger to my clitoris. This was not to last long though as he slowly pushed his way under the covers and over toward my side of the bed till I could feel his backside bump up against the hand that was exploring. He got into the full spooning position as I felt the coolness of his body against my skin. I decided I wasn't quite ready to continue my exploring with him in the bed with me. For whatever reason, that just seemed to be too personal at the moment. This could be taken care of later. I pulled my hand out of my wetness, pulled the covers over my shoulder, wiped my fingers on the sheets to not give away my naughtiness and gently draped my arm over his body and squeezed him closer to me as he reached down, grabbed my hand and pulled it up to his chest.

We just cuddled soundlessly there for a while as I drifted in and out of sleep, but it wasn't long after, I heard someone at the front door knocking and saying "Room Service" and he quickly got up, put on a robe and answered the door. The movement startled me as I think I was about ready to doze off again, but I didn't care, I just lay there not having a care in the world. I heard the man exchange some chit chat with Gary and as I looked up, I could see that he was looking at the bed and more specifically at my exposed body. When Gary had gotten up, he must have pushed the covers off of both of us in a dash and now the covers that were covering me from neck to foot were now draped mostly across my waist and my chest was completely exposed. He didn't see me catch his eyes, but I decided he wasn't going to get any more free shows today and I slowly, but deliberately grabbed the covers and pulled them back up to my neck as I continued to lay on my side with my eyes closed. 

Before I knew it, Gary wheeled over a cart of the most spectacular smelling breakfast I had every smelled. Maybe it was the evening, or that I had been in bed so long. Maybe it was just the peace of not having to deal with work or anything that morning, but I was famished, and this tray was perfect.

Gary told me he had ordered a few things for me because he wasn't sure what I liked and he went through the process of setting up a tray for me so that I could eat in bed. He was so sweet. I wasn't exactly sure how this was going to work as I was starting to wonder how I was going to get my clothes on without making too much of a scene about it. I mean, I was about to get this tray put on my lap and I would have to sit up, and of course expose the top half of my body in the process. Sometimes, I find myself worrying about the dumbest things. He had seen everything I have, and here I was worrying if he were going to get a look at my boobs. They aren't that big to worry about anyway. So, what the heck, I propped up the pillows, sat up, exposed whatever, and let him put the tray on my lap. 

Wow, the food was great! There was this huge Belgian waffle with syrup and a dusting of powdered sugar. There were scrambled eggs and bacon. I just love the smell of bacon in the morning. There was orange juice and butter and all these sights and smells made me tingle with hunger till I just gave up and dove in. 

While I was snarfing my food down, he prepared a tray for himself and proceeded to take off his robe and join me in bed. I think he was hungry too as he attacked his food in the same uncontrolled manner I was. It wasn't long before we started to talk. What a nice morning. There wasn't anything awkward about being with him. He had one of those personalities that put people at ease. I was definitely at ease and enjoying the morning.

We finished our breakfast, and I was still feeling groggy, so I eased out of bed with my tray and put it on the cart and quickly got back under the covers and rolled over on my side. "You mind if I go back to sleep for a while?" "I was hoping you would ask that." With that, he did the same with his tray, and we both passed out again and didn't wake again till after 2:00.

As we lay there facing one another, he asked, "I assume you didn't have any plans for the day?" 

"No. Not any yet. My goal for this trip is to relax, get some sun and enjoy myself. This trip is so that I can charge my batteries." 

I hadn't told him about my boyfriend and how things played out, so I took the time now to explain why I was in the middle of paradise by myself. He didn't need any explanation. He was obviously very glad I was there and didn't really care what twist of fortune caused it. He was sympathetic though and did ask a few questions and how things got to the place they did. I answered all of his questions, but eventually told him I really didn't want to talk about my ex anymore. This trip was for me and I didn't want to ruin it with talk of bad things. He thought that was fair and didn't bring it up again.

Sometimes, the most comfortable situations can fall into the most awkward pauses, and I could tell we were headed for one of those now. I didn't want that. I liked this guy and wanted things to be comfortable all around. 

"Do you have any plans today?"

"No. Actually, my goal is about the same as yours."

"I have an idea, but it's a little off the wall."

"Oh. Do tell."

"I'm not exactly sure what I'm getting into, but there is a beach close called Haulover beach. A friend of mine told me about it before I came. She told me I should go there and enjoy the view. I'm not exactly sure what she meant, or what the place is like, but she is a good friend and I'm feeling a bit adventurous today. What do you think?"

"I think it sounds great. I assume you need to go back to your room and change? Or are you just going to wear that?" 

Of course he had a big grin on his face as I got out of the bed with nothing on.

"Yea. I'll go take a shower real quick, put on a bathing suit and I'll be back down in about 30 minutes."

"Sounds great. I'll be waiting."

I went back to my room, jumped in the shower, quickly rinsed off and started going through my luggage to find a suit. It was already almost 3:00 and I didn't want to lose any more sun, so I just grabbed the closest one I could find and threw it on. I also proceeded to pull my hair up in a pony tail. I wasn't going to fool with it now. I wanted to get to our destination and get some sun. I kicked on some flip flops, grabbed a big comfy towel and headed down the hall to Gary's room.

As I was walking, I had noticed that I was in a different state of mind. When I was going to be with my boyfriend, I always spent a lot of time putting on make-up, doing something with my hair, and spazzing over what I would wear. I was so comfortable with Gary, that I knew it didn't matter what I wore or looked like. He was going to be OK with it.

I got to his room and he opened the door and invited me in. 

"Are you ready?"

"Yep. Let's go."

Gary looked like he had pretty much done what I did. He just had on a pair of flip flops and a red, boxer type bathing suit. He had some sun glasses on and a towel over his shoulder.

"Wow. You look great in that!" 

He looked at me sort of up and down as he smiled. It wasn't till that moment that I noticed I had put on one of my more skimpy bathing suits. It was a white bikini and both the bottoms and the top were pretty small. It didn't leave a lot to the imagination, but I didn't care. I just wanted to go to the beach and enjoy the sun.

The compliment made me feel good. My old boyfriend never said complimentary things about my body or anything else for that matter. He was a decent man and everything, but it just wasn't his way. I smiled, blushed, looked up at him and said. "Thank you. That really was nice." 

There was that awkward moment coming again and I wasn't going to have it. I clicked my keys in my hand and told him I was driving.

He stared nicely at me with a little grin and said "OK. Let's go!"

I followed the instructions my friend had given me on how to get to our destination and within about 20 minutes, I found the area to park. We were in luck. There weren't that many cars. I grabbed my towel, locked everything and we headed down toward the beach.

As we were walking, Gary grabbed my hand. I thought that was so sweet and smiled up at him as we strolled along. 

The path to the beach is a long sandy walkway with a wooden fence on each side. As we walked from the car to the path, I felt the sand on my feet. The sand was a little warm, but it felt so nice.

We were strolling along just chit chatting with each other and enjoying the weather. It must have been about 90 degrees and the warmth felt so good. I didn't have a care in the world.

As we walked, we glanced at one another, looked out toward the water and for a place to put our towels toward the water. We were probably 100 feet into the beach area and I saw something that made me stop. I had been had. "I will kill her." I felt my face start to grow red, not with rage or anger, but rather with embarrassment. Gary didn't know what happened and he looked at me and asked, "Kill who? Is everything OK?"

I nodded at the sight I saw. A man was walking near us. He was probably in his fifties. He had a few extra pounds, but the thing that was unusual was that he didn't have on a bathing suit. He was completely naked. Gary gasped when he saw, then started to giggle under his breath.

The guy looked over toward us but we both avoided his gaze and started looking around. I saw lots of middle aged men. All of them were completely naked and acting pretty much like nothing at all was out of the ordinary. I couldn't see everyone because of the distance, but from what I could tell, many of the women also were naked.

Gary paused, turned toward me, laughed and said "you didn't count on this did you?"

"Nope. This wasn't part of the plan." I giggled too.

"What do you think we should do?"

This was the question. I mean, we certainly had options. We could turn around, go back to the car, and try to forget what we had just walked into. Or, we could just as easily ignore it all and walk toward the water and do what we planned all along (keeping our clothes on). Although, I'm sure that's an option, it just didn't seem like a real option. I mean, we had obviously walked into a nude beach area. There are rules against clothes in places like that aren't there? Besides, everyone would stare at us. Come to think of it, they may anyway. I guess the third option also existed. We could walk down to some quiet area and sort of ease into this nudity thing. Maybe like strip poker, where you sort of do it one piece at a time.

My mind was racing. I had never been to a nude beach. I wasn't even sure what it would be like. I mean, I had been to strip clubs and even a swing club once, but never to a nude beach. We seemed frozen and worse, I could tell our presence was being noticed. The guy we had seen was now openly watching us with a large grin on his face. I could also see there were others that were now watching. All seemed to have this same welcoming smile on their face as if to say, "This is completely normal, come on in and enjoy the fun." 

Was this going to be fun? I guess it was. I didn't detect any danger. In that moment, I looked for it. I knew completely what I was. I was a young attractive female in an area with a group of naked middle aged men gawking at me, but I didn't see anything that seemed dangerous. I did have Gary with me. He wouldn't let anything happen. Gosh, the things that swirled through my head.

"Gary."

"Yea."

"I hate when people use this phrase, but it's the only phrase that comes to mind at the moment."

"Oh. And what's that phrase?" He didn't even look at me when he said this. Actually, neither of us looked at one another at this point. We both just looked out over the beach and all the naked people in front of us.

"Fuck it!"

And I grabbed the sides of my bikini bottoms and proceeded to pull them down past my brown, curly pubes, past my knees and over my flip flops. I reached behind my back and undid my top and let my size A's pop out as much as size A boobs can. In just about 10 seconds I was completely naked feeling the strong breeze from the ocean blowing between my legs and over my exposed body.

Gary was stunned. He looked like he did the night before right after I told him to take me to his room. And I pretty much handled this situation the same. I just looked away from him toward the water and started walking with my bikini in my hand and towel over my shoulder. After about 10 steps, I stopped and looked back at him. I could see the deer in the headlights again.

"Are you coming?"

"Uhhhhh. Yea." 

He quickly leaned over, started fooling with the strings on the front of his shorts, started giggling, shook his head and down they went. He was in. He looked up at me, I smiled at him, he smiled back and he said "Fuck it!" and started laughing. "I don't normally like that word either, but I know what you mean. It fits pretty well." He grabbed my hand and we proceeded toward the water, genitals and pubic hair blowing in the wind.

The closer we got, of course the more we could see. There might have been 30 or 40 people there. Most were men and most of those men were a bit on the post-middle aged side and a little pudgy, but I didn't mind. The nudity was a nice change for me. There were women around also. Again, the majority of them were post middle aged and pudgy, but again, I didn't mind. I like looking at nude women too and as I looked, I could tell they didn't mind so much either.

I wasn't prepared for this at all. Had I known I was going to be walking naked out in front of a bunch of people, first, I probably wouldn't have come, but at the least, I would have shaved some down there. Everything was all hairy and not even that well trimmed on the sides. I don't know what I was thinking. I mean, even if you aren't nude, you have to shave the sides. You can't just have everything hanging out the sides, but then again, I had to giggle at the thought. You shave the sides so that it doesn't show. Well, that wasn't quite a problem anymore.

Oh well. I could tell pretty quickly that nobody was offended by a little extra hair down there. Actually, I could see a few of the men glancing at me out of the corner of their eye. I could see the grins building on their faces. They were enjoying the view, and to be honest, I didn't mind so much either. I could see a few of the women got a glance too. This made me feel even better. 

I could feel the breeze flowing over my pubic area and I noticed, I was getting pretty moist down there. The air flow over the moisture made that area cooler and gave me a tingle.

As we got closer to the edge of the water, I found a spot that was open, but was also near some people that appeared to be younger. I stopped, looked at Gary, who still had that dumb look on his face, and said, "how's here." 

He snapped out of his trance. "Sure. This will be great." He dropped his stuff and started helping me spread out my towel.

We had our towels settled and just sat back and looked at the water and felt the breeze flow over us, over every part of us. I was starting to see the attraction of nudism. This was not only liberating, but the cool air over your skin and your private parts really feels great.

Gary, ever the consummate lookout for me on everything, pulled out a bottle of suntan lotion. 

"You probably should have some of this on you. You don't want to burn."

I looked at him with a playful sort of grin and said, "I should have some on me? Was that, can I rub the lotion on your naked body, Gary?" He tried to back track and say "uhhhh....ummmm....no...." as I laughed profusely.

I stopped laughing at him, got on my belly and said, "Go ahead Gary. Rub it wherever you like." The truth was, I wasn't just fine with him rubbing the lotion all over my body, but rather, I wanted him to, even in front of all these naked people. I was enjoying this new found liberty and it was causing me to get aroused. It wasn't just that I didn't mind the nudity, I enjoyed it.

I rolled over on my tummy so that he could get my back. He popped the cap and squirted some on his hand and started rubbing his hands together to warm the cool liquid a before touching my body with it. I then felt the greasy slide of his hands on my back as he started to slowly smooth the lotion from the tops of my one shoulder, over to the other shoulder, along my neck, down the middle of my back and all along the sides.

From this viewpoint, I could now see back toward the people on the beach instead of just at the water. I could see there were quite a few people watching us. I could also see all the genitals on the beach. I got quite a kick out of this because they were in complete view of me with this angle. One man caught me staring at his penis. It was tan and pointed straight down. It was pretty long too. The man had completely shaved everything and needless to say, there wasn't any missing that penis. As I looked up, I caught his eyes and knew I was caught. He just grinned and looked away as if to say, "Thank you and feel free to look all you like."

Gary was doing a great job with that lotion, not just at spreading it out, but rather he almost made it feel like a massage. His strong hands kneaded every muscle in my back and shoulders as he spread the sticky warm liquid on my body.

I knew the next place he was going to go was down my thighs and to my butt. This beach was playing with my head. It was very intoxicating and I liked what he was doing to me. I decided he needed better access to my thighs and I moved my feet 2 or 3 feet apart. I also curved my bottom up some. He should have complete access to whatever he wants to rub with me in this position and he could do whatever he wanted as I glanced around at all the beach and all the naked people.




The Vacation Ch. 02



I heard the cap click again as he squirted more lotion on his hands. I heard him rub them together again as I smelled the coconut from the lotion getting stronger. I felt his hands grab one of my calves and start rubbing the slick substance into my skin with firm hands. 

He did both calves then quickly started working up toward my thighs. He had one hand on the outside of my leg and the other on the inside and he just kept rubbing up and down till I finally felt his finger glance against my pubic hair. I knew it was coming, but it made me tingle anyway. He then moved back down my leg again. Next, he did the same thing on my other leg, but like the first leg, he moved up enough to just glance my pubic hair, then like before, moved down my leg to finish the job. Oh well, it was wishful thinking, but I guess it was for the best. We were attracting enough attention without going any further with this. 

There was a couple, probably in their mid-thirties, directly behind us on the beach. They were probably about fifteen feet from us. He had short blond hair, a very slight build and a nice tan (no tan lines there). His pubic area was completely shaved and I noticed that he was uncircumcised. It wasn't the largest penis in the world in its current state, but it was fatter than I was used to seeing. She had brown hair, really nice large boobs. She wasn't over weight, but she did have a few extra pounds and, like her husband, she had no tan lines and was completely shaved. 

As Gary rubbed lotion on me, I could tell the two of them were watching and discussing the situation with one another. They kept looking at one another talking, then they would turn back, look at Gary and me as if we were the object of their discussion. I didn't mind so much. I suspected we were the topic of a lot of conversations at that beach that day, but they seemed to be so obvious about it. I decided if they were going to stare, so was I. When the girl decided to lay down, I caught his eyes then purposefully looked down at his penis, watched for a second, then I looked up into his eyes and smiled. He thought this was funny and got the point. He smiled broadly, then turned over as if he knew he had been caught and needed to go about his own business.

By the time they were turned over, Gary was finished with my back. I didn't wait for him to ask. I could tell he was done and I just turned over, looked at him with a big smile and said, "here, I'll do you."

He laid on the blanket face down, and like me, just made himself comfortable. One thing I noticed is that he didn't let his eyes wander as much as I did. He mostly just kept his face on his arms and his eyes shut as I applied the lotion. I guess I wouldn't have minded if he did look around, but I did feel guilty at how much surveying I had done with him on my back taking care of my needs.

Also, unlike me, he didn't exactly spread his legs as I was rubbing the lotion on him, so rather than ask him to, I just moved my knees between his and sort of forced his knees wide apart. In this position, he didn't have any secrets. I could see his hairy butt hole, his balls and his penis in full view, albeit, they were pushed against the towel he was laying on. I applied the lotion liberally and covered all the back of his legs. 

When I got to his bottom I decided I was going to give him a little extra treatment and be a bit playful. I decided to put a large amount of the lotion on my hands and I reached down, squeezed and cupped his balls, then I stroked his penis a few times, making sure there was more than a normal amount of lotion applied. He wasn't expecting that, and I heard him moan involuntarily as I said, "we don't want to get this burnt now do we?" He giggled, looked back at me with a grin and said, "no, we don't want any burns down there." I then took the remaining lotion from my hands and put it all over his bottom. Of course, I couldn't resist sliding a finger over his butt hole and applying a touch of pressure as I finished the job. This caused my middle finger to go in one knuckle which caused another involuntary groan from him. I did it quickly and I could tell he didn't mind. I then rolled off of him and lay down on my towel next to him, face down. 

"So, how are you doing?"

He lifted his head up, looked over into my eyes and said "I'm having the time of my life."

"Really?"

"Yea. The last day has been the most liberating day of my life. I've never dreamed of some of the things we've done and I'm very glad we met."

"That's really sweet. I have to admit, I'm enjoying it too. I do have to say though, my question really wasn't about the last day. It was more about the beach here. Are you OK with all this nudity around?"

He just grinned and said, "I've never dreamed of visiting one of these places, and I'm surprised how normal everyone acts about it. No. I don't mind this at all."

We lay there and talked for what seemed like hours about life and we gossiped about some of the people there, very similar to how the couple behind us did and we just enjoyed our time together.

It wasn't long till the sun started going down and people started to leave and we soon became two of only a handful of people remaining and although I was starting to get hungry, more than anything else, I was getting horny. I'm normally pretty reserved about that, but something about all that was happening around us caused me to be completely aroused.

Both of us were on our backs now and I decided to look around and see how many people were still there. As it turned out, there were some people off in the distance, and there was that mid-thirties couple behind us. When I looked up at them, I was surprised to see that she was leaning over him sucking on his penis. I couldn't believe my eyes.

Gary obviously hadn't seen this yet, but I decided if they could do it, I could too. As I watched what she was doing, I rolled on my side, reached over to Gary with my hand, picked up his penis and put it in my mouth. It startled him as he groaned again, then he looked around to see who would see. He now saw our mid-thirties couple at play and just smiled, lay back and let me have my way with him.

He was already half erect when I grabbed him and it didn't take any time at all to get him hard. I guess this place was turning him on too. I moved between his legs, grabbed it with one hand and sucked the head with my mouth. I was being playful and sucked the head really hard as I heard him groaning, then released it with a pop which made him laugh. 

"You're something else Jennifer."

He seemed to like when I sucked his head really hard, so I did that to him a lot. I looked up at him and saw that he was in ecstasy with his eyes closed. I also looked further up and could see our new neighbors saw what we were up to. Both were watching, and smiled at me. When they caught my eyes, they looked at each other and I could see they said something to one another. They then moved around so that she was on her back with her head turned to the side looking at me. I could see his penis was hard now and he kneeled down between her legs and inserted it into her as he also looked over at us. I could see they wanted to watch while they had sex.

That could be fun. I stopped sucking Gary for a second and said, "Gary, they seem to want to watch. You have any objections?"

He looked up at them, smiled at what he saw and said, "No. I don't mind. What about you?"

"You want to sort of watch each other."

"Hmmmm....OK."

I laid on my back parallel to the ocean as our friends had done and pulled my knees up exposing myself to him.

I commented with a giggle. "It's my turn."

He laughed again, looked up toward our friends, and proceeded to maneuver himself between my legs.

Right away, he put his tongue on my clitoris and it shot an electric bolt through me. It caused me to suck in my breath and I rolled my head back as the involuntary spasm went through me. Gary didn't let up and the bolt of energy kept going through me. 

Taking a play from my playbook, I felt him put a finger into my butt. This caught me by surprise, but it was a welcome surprise. With his tongue on my clit, a finger probing my butt and the electricity running through me, toes curling, eyes rolled back, I pushed my pelvis against his face, looked up at our friends screwing and watching us, and the orgasm came like the waves of the ocean just a few feet away. I groaned loudly, bucked against his face and let the orgasm flow through me till I couldn't take it anymore and had to push him away from my clit. It was such a good orgasm but I was now so sensitive, I couldn't take any more contact there. 

I was finished, but I knew he had needs too. When my head came back from the fog of that orgasm, I looked up at Gary as he was caressing my nipples and said, "put it in me."

He seemed surprised by the statement and he got one of those questioning looks on his face.

"no condom?"

"I'm on the pill, Gary, and I'm not worried about STDs from you. Put it in me now, Gary!"

I reached up to his neck and pulled him toward me to kiss him. I kissed him long and hard and felt his penis make contact with my opening. I was soaking wet which made him slide in with minimal friction. As he slid in, he put his head to the side of my head and I heard him say in a groan, "God that feels good. Oh my God, that feels good." I dug my heels into the sand and pushed against him as he slid in and out of me.

The feeling was great as I felt that warm hard penis stretching my inner walls. He went back to kissing me passionately and I could tell he wasn't far from his orgasm. His pace increased and I started to feel that tingle build up inside. I normally don't orgasm from inside. My orgasms normally just come from stimulation of my clitoris, but something about this was working just as well and I felt myself heading toward orgasm number two as I pushed against him in rhythm and he pushed back and pulled out and pushed in and pulled out. 

With a loud deep groan, I could feel his orgasm, the tightening of his body, the pulse of his penis, the warm ooze inside me. He continued to pump through it as he tensed up and finished. This caused a chain reaction as I felt my orgasm strike. I pushed against him as the waves of pleasure went through me and our bodies were limp.

***** End of Part 2

Thanks to "Gary13" for the assistance with editing.



The Vacation Ch. 02



Here's the second installment of the story! Hope you guys enjoyed the previous one! The works for the next installment have already started. I received a very nice response from the previous one, so I guess there's no looking back now. 

And please give me some feedback. It's the most valuable resource for an aspiring writer. It may be positive or negative (I'm open to all sorts of criticism), because I believe that it is criticism which makes a good writer, not his dedication to the story.

Anyways guys, I won't take up too much of your time. Enjoy the story!

PLEASE note: The story is a brother–sister relationship story, and not a family one. It will take some time to reach to the sexual part (In fact, there is very little in this chapter), so please bear with me. Read on!

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Ch. 02

Brazil vs. Argentina: The 2006 FIFA World Cup. Everything was at stake for the two mighty teams. All eyes were on the young Argentine magician Leo Messi, and the maestro from Brazil; Ricardo Kaka´. Brazil had won almost every time against Argentina, but tonight; the Argentinians were prepared against all the odds. This was a must-win game for both of them, as the winner would progress into the semi-finals of the tournament. As the match started, time seemed to tick away ever so slowly for Robert; who squirmed in his seat, crossing his fingers and hoping that Kaka´ would turn the tables on Argentina.

Fast forward to the last nail-biting minute-and-a-half of added time. Brazil: 2, Argentina: 2 - Both the teams had played superbly, and neither of them seemed to succumb to the dominance of the other. It was a corner kick for Argentina, hopefully their last chance to make Lady Luck favor their side. Andre´s Iniesta was the player to take the corner kick. With sheer precision, he cut the ball upwards perfectly, launching it into mid-air. The ball swung with every spin it made, causing it to curve straight to Leo Messi, who seemed to be in a perfect position to finish.

Time seemed to stop for the Brazilian fans - All hopes of winning were now quickly diminishing. Just as the ball was about to reach Messi's legs, Kaka´ pounced on it, and sprinted off towards the Argentinean goal, giving it all he could. He cut past the Argentinean midfielders with ease, and headed straight for the goal – his eyes focused on nothing but the net. Leo Messi was in pursuit, not wanting him to score that one precious goal. He ran with all his might, but simply could not catch up to the maestro. The Argentine defenders were on their toes, just waiting to spring onto him as he entered the D. But Kaka´ did something no one in the stadium would have predicted – He fired the shot a good 20 meters away from the D. The ball hit the sweet spot of his right foot, bringing small flakes of grass off the ground; as it kept zooming towards the net.

The goalkeeper had no other option but to dive, and give everything he had to save the ball. He leapt in the direction of the ball, arms outstretched, rubber gloves glistening with the mixture of sweat and tears. The ball just grazed the goalkeeper's hand, a moment when no one would have known whether it would hit the back of the net or not – And that's when Robert heard the loud, impatient knocking on his door; spiraling him down to reality.

This dream of his was always left incomplete. Whenever the ball would graze the goalkeeper's gloves, he would be pulled into reality once again. Frustrated at himself for not turning in earlier yesterday, Robert grumbled as he peeled the blanket off himself. He stood up besides the bed, and went for the door, dragging his feet. Still angry at himself, he groggily opened the door and saw the outline of two shapely bodies. 

The morning sun was still filtering through the bedroom window, and Robert had to strain his eyes really hard to catch a glimpse of them. He turned his attention to the left one, and gazed at her from top to bottom – Hair tied; probably in a ponytail, a tight tank top which showed a good amount of cleavage, shapely hips which were dressed by a skirt; about mid-thigh length and gorgeous legs leading to two blue colored heels – This one was definitely Christina. His eyelids slowly accepted the light trying to touch his retina. His vision clarified, and there stood Mom and Christina; apparently not too happy.

"What the hell is wrong with you? We're supposed to be leaving right now! Get dressed as soon as possible; and for heaven's sake, please don't fall asleep again! We're already late!" Christina kept firing at Robert, who couldn't make out what the commotion was all about.

Suddenly, the memory disk in his head spun for the first time that day, and it hit Robert – They were supposed to leave for their vacation today!

"Oh Shit" was all he could say, as he slammed the door shut and opened his wardrobe in almost no time to select a decent piece of clothing to wear. Finally, after rummaging the jeans compartment for a minute or two, Robert threw off his shirt, and wore the new comfy cotton one on. His pants came off in no time, and as he was pulling up his jeans, he saw his 'morning wood', making it difficult for him to get the jeans up to his waist.

"Damn! Just go in, will you? I'll take care of you later, okay?" Robert said to the enlarged cock, which seemed to twitch; as if nodding to answer his question. Finally, after a big of wiggling, Robert put on his jeans and darted into the washroom. He quickly sprayed some deodorant over him, and gargled some mouthwash just for the sake of brushing. He dashed down to the living room where everyone was ready and waiting for him.

"Well, it's about time, Mister! We were about to leave without you!" Dad said with mock anger, tapping his toes and crossing his arms as he talked.

Suddenly, he reacted to a quick jolt of electricity pass through his body. "Oh, I almost forgot! It looks like the ladies here have taken a bit too much luggage for a three day trip. We're going to have to split ourselves up – You and Christina in one of your cars, and me and your Mom in ours. Okay with that?" he asked.

Robert and Christina looked at each other for a few moments, their eyes doing all the talking. Their 'mute' conversation went something like this:

Christina: "Come on! Say yes! We can finally drive on a highway! And we have all the freedom in the world!"

Robert: "Gee, I don't know Christina. We can have the equal amount of fun with our parents too, you know."

Christina: "Listen. Just say yes, okay? We can have beer, cruise down the highway listening to Avenged Sevenfold, and talk about anything."

Robert: "Beer? Avenged Sevenfold? Hell yeah! I'm in!"

Dad interrupted their conversation. "So, what's it going to be?" he asked impatiently.

Robert and Christina (almost) unanimously spoke out – "Oldies in one car, hotties in the other!"

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The Road to Hotel Vitale

Robert and Christina decided to start their journey after Mom and Dad. After all, they didn't want to be nagged on a holiday. Christina had also clearly seen the mischievous smile on Mom's face when Robert said yes to separate cars. She was planning something naughty for their (Mom and Dad's) ride to the hotel - that was for sure.

Robert took the wheel first, and Christina; quite amazingly, took the backseat. "All set? Let's rock and roll then!" said a pumped Robert, as he turned on the mp3 player to the sound of Avenged Sevenfold's 'Almost Easy', and cranked up the volume.

The siblings were quite silent while navigating their way out of the city. As soon as Robert reached the intersection where the highway started, he looked in the mirror to see a smiling Christina, and saw a smile slowly grow on his face too. He closed all the windows and put the A.C on to a considerable level, and cranked up the volume even higher.

"Awesome! Now that's what I call freedom!" said Christina, in between the beats.

"Couldn't agree less with you," Robert flashed a smile to her through the rear view mirror.

They made a quick stop at the liquor store to get a six pack of beer, and moved on.

Christina seemed to be quieter than usual; which was really weird, as she was the kind of person who would blabber on without hurting her jaw. Finally, Robert turned the music off and said, "Looks like we'll have to refuel at the next station, or else she's not going to make it."

Christina replied, "Okay. I have to use the washroom anyways. And turn off the A.C, will you? I'm feeling sleepy all of a sudden. All that damn packing has really gotten to me."

Robert nodded in approval, and switched off the A.C. He tried to make small talk by chatting about life in college, her relationships, and much more; but Christina didn't seem interested at all. He finally gave up and concentrated on the road ahead.

After driving for 5 more miles, he finally found a gas station; and thankfully a small express shopping center next to it. As soon as he stopped the car and turned to ask her if she wanted anything, she opened the door and walked away hurriedly towards the washroom.

"That's funny; Christina's never like this. I wonder what's gotten into her today." Robert asked himself. He decided to drop it, assuming she was grumpy because she couldn't go out for her early morning jogging session that day.

A few moments later, Christina walked out of the washroom; looking somewhat cheerier. She asked Robert if he wanted anything from the store, and he told her to bring some chips to accompany the beer.

After getting over with paying for the gas and shopping, Robert started the car and got onto the highway again. This time, however, Christina was sitting in the front seat alongside Robert.

She stated immediately, "Sorry for the silence back there bro. I had to use the washroom real bad. That, and I'm a bit frustrated I couldn't go jogging today."

Robert just gave her a one sided grin and said, "Finally! The old Christina is back! No problem, sis. I figured you'd be having a bad day."

Christina squirmed around in her seat, clearly uncomfortable. Robert noticed it straightaway and asked, "Is there something wrong, Christina? It seems you wanted to tell me something from the very start of the trip itself. Come on, spill it. Want to talk about something?"

Christina bit the right part of her lower lip, and timidly said, "Well, there is one thing. When I and Mom went shopping yesterday, we sort of bumped into David. Turns out he and his sister are also coming to Hotel Vitale tomorrow."

Robert simply couldn't come up with an expression. He had this mixture of anger, resent and amazement; all boiling up, and gushing to the surface at once. He simply did what humans do when they don't believe what the other said – tell them to repeat the sentence again sarcastically.

Unfortunately, when Christina repeated the sentence, anger seemed to get the better of Robert; as he slammed his hands on the wheel and said, "What? Why is that son of a bitch coming there? Hasn't he got any other work than stalking you? And who is this sister of his, a slut like him? I'm warning you Christina, don't you go near that David. He's already caused enough problems for me."

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Enter David

David King (Or Davie) was the son of Richard King, the co-founder of his Dad's anti-virus company. Ironically, Richard and Dad were the best of friends, while their sons were the worst of enemies. Richard had come up with the idea of creating an affordable, yet effective anti-virus software; and Dad had made that idea a reality. David was Robert's cut-throat competition in almost every field – He played soccer exceptionally well, he was good in studies, he too got his fair share of girls, and he had a 'stupid' (as Robert called it) boyish charm that would melt the feminine side – Christina being no exception.

David and Christina had dated for six months, out of which five months and twenty nine days were 'secret affairs'. Christina would always come up with lame excuses to meet her friends, which she never did. Robert would call up some of her friends, and they would admit she wasn't with them. He kept cool until what was the last day of David and Christina's relationship. He silently followed Christina, who was oblivious to his presence. When he found out that Christina was secretly dating David, he wanted to stab himself right there and then. It was the worst betrayal ever. Keeping his temperament, he continued his venture; and finally ended up following them to a lonely, secluded park.

He crept behind one of the thick deciduous bushes, and strained his ears to try and get the most out of their conversation. But Robert was hearing was not talking – It was moaning. Moaning and purring. He quickly but carefully poked his head out from the bush, and tried focusing to the dim fluorescent park lamp. In the dim and trippy light, he saw David kissing Christina hard, hands ravaging all over her body. Christina had her eyes rolled up, which surely meant she was enjoying every second of it. David removed his own shirt, but kept their mouths locked together, making wet, sloppy noises. Christina was constantly moaning – Maybe she liked being dominated. Robert swiftly removed the top off from her, and undid her black, lacy bra swiftly – He was certainly experienced.

Without a moment of hesitation, he slid his pants off and tried to do the same with Christina. She knew what he wanted to do, and so she lifted her ass off the park bench – And she wasn't wearing any panties. Robert hit his forehead with his palm. What was this girl doing? Was she going to go all the way? Robert fell so angry, but yet so helpless. He would embarrass and scar Christina for life if he walked in on both of them. So he did the one thing he didn't want to do – Wait silently, and hope Christina came back to her senses. He clenched his fists and resolved to himself - If David took it too far, he would intrude, and beat the living shit out of him.

But that possibility was quickly fading too. Christina quickly got up from the bench, and down in a crouching position. She took David's cock in her right hand, looked up at him; and simply winked. His smiling became moaning as Christina glistened his cock with her saliva, bobbing her head along the length of his cock. She would alternate between jerking him for a stroke or two, and then taking the 7 inch cock completely inside her. David knew one thing for sure – This surely wasn't her first time. Christina placed both her hands on David's knees, and simply stood motionless. David knew what she wanted, and started to move in a to and fro motion, humping her mouth.

David was in complete ecstasy. Christina's hot, wet mouth was not only lubricating his shaft, but the vacuum she had created made it seem as if he was really fucking her. The "Oh Yeah, right there baby. That feels so hot" proved it. Meanwhile Christina fingered and fondled with herself, rapidly brushing a fingernail over her clit. David's thrusts started to become more urgent, and Christina's moans were getting louder – They were climaxing together; there was no doubting that.

Robert watched helplessly as David took his cock out of her mouth, gave it a jerk or two, and said, "You want my cum; don't you, you little slut? Open up, here's your reward" and splashed Christina with his hot, gooey cum.

Christina was equally enthralled. "Oh, yes! Spray that cum all over my face. Make me your little slut!"

After he finished emptying his load onto her face, she twirled two fingers around, and scooped up a large glob of cum; showed it to him and swallowed it all.

"Now that's more like it! Thanks for the dessert, Davie," she said as she winked at him.

David said, 'Hey! No fair! You get to have dessert, and I don't?"

Christina chuckled and said, "All right, big boy. Come here."

Without any hesitation, David walked towards her and lifted her by the waist; latching his eager mouth on to her sopping pussy. He went straight for her clit, snaking his tongue in and out, just brushing it. It made Christina go wild as she bucked over him, squirming with ecstasy. He slowly inserted one, then two fingers inside her, and started grinding them in her pussy. She lost total control over herself, as she started to speak in short breaths - "Oh... (Gasp)...Oh Davie! Yeah, yeah! Right there! Suck my clit baby! Make me cum hard! I've... (Gasp)...wanted...Oh my god, right there! Yes, just like that...you to do that... (Gasp)...The entire... Oh fuck! I'm... Keep doing that, Davie! Oh... Shit! I'm... Coming! (Gasp)."

With that final word, she raised her hips and practically jammed her pussy into his mouth, shuddered with ecstasy; and flopped down on the bench; a satisfied flush on her face, and panting with deep, heavy breaths.

David got up, and pulled her towards himself. Their mouths collided and tongues fought with each other. He had to go all the way tonight. Her moaning had made his flaccid member erect and ready for another round. Wordlessly, he started to align his cock at the entrance of her pussy.

Christina saw what he was doing and said, "No Davie! Not here! I want our first time to be special, not on a bench."

David wasn't having any of it. "Just admit it Christina. You want this as much as I do. Don't you?" he shot back.

"I do! Hell, just the feeling of your cock radiating it's warmth on my pussy is irresistible. But I want my first time to be special, David. Please try to understand."

David hesitated for a while, but snapped out of his confusion. His intent was clear – He had to have her right here, right now.

"No, no Davie! Please don't! Please!" she begged, but he was completely oblivious to her pleading. In fact, he was completely oblivious to the world right then. All he wanted was his cock in her tight, velvety pussy.

Robert was seeing the drama unfold, and was up on his toes, ready to attack. As soon as he saw the cockhead about to penetrate her pussy, he lost it. He leapt out of the bush, not caring if the thorns in the bush cut him.

"You bastard!" he hissed, as he went straight for David's lower jaw. Poor David didn't have even a moment to react. The cross Robert delivered was so fatal; it dislocated his lower jaw, along with three incisors. Robert had completely lost control over himself. His fists were shaking violently; as he delivered punch after punch to his face; David having no alternative but to bring his hands up to defend his face and plead out to Robert.

Finally, Robert got off David; all bloodied. He had punched the lights out of him. David was bleeding from his nose, blue circles had formed around his eyes, and he was holding his jaw with one hand as he cried and writhed in pain. He looked up and saw Christina, crying uncontrollably; not caring to cover herself up. She cupped both her palms and brought them up to her face, trying to hide herself from the embarrassment she had caused.

Robert took in one long, final breath and exhaled. He walked towards her and said bluntly and without emotion, "Get dressed. I'll be in the car. It's parked at the main gate of the park. Don't make me wait," and left wordlessly.

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The Road to Hotel Vitale (Part II)

As Robert replayed the scenes from the memory, frustration took the better of him, as he slammed his hands on the wheel once again. "Aargh! I'm warning you again, Christina. You will not; I repeat. You will not go near that fucker, get that?"

Christina immediately saw his eyes – Those burning flames engraved in them. He had the same eyes when he beat David and saved her in the nick of time. She instantly knew what he was thinking, and shrunk down in her seat.

"Do you understand?" she heard him say again; loudly this time.

Christina simply nodded, as she gulped her saliva she had forgotten to swallow.




The Vacation Ch. 03



He was grabbing her everywhere as he fucked her ass good. Finally when she heard him yell her name that she felt him explode deep inside of her. As he calmed he leaned on her kissing her softly on her back as he eased his cock from inside of her and they headed for the shower...

The following even John took Linda dancing and for drinks. The place was really crowed but the music was great. 

John then heard one of her favorite songs by the BeeGees "How deep is your love." and he pulled her to the middle of the dance floor. As soon as he pulled Linda into his arms it was as though they were the only two people on the dance floor. 

He then ran his hand down her back to her ass and felt how smooth her dress felt before he realized she had nothing on under it. You could not tell because the dress was black.

John pulled her to him and kissed her deep and passionately. He broke it for a minute to stare deep into her eyes. As the dance went on and she felt his hardness against her and his kissing her had her moaning that she wanted him inside of her and did not care if she was swollen and sore. She needed to be one with him she whispered in his ear.

They continued the dance and his cock was rock hard as she slightly parted her legs and it seemed to fall right into place between her thighs. 

John watched her and saw that her moaning was starting to get a little louder and did not want her to be heard. He then looked into her eyes and he saw the look that she was about to explode right then and there if she did that she would have cried out or screamed if he did not do something. 

So John stopped the dance and quickly took Linda by the hand and picked up the check off the table and paid the bill. 

He thought the both of them would explode but they made it back to her room. She excused herself for a moment and returned with a bucket of ice. They started kissing again and tearing each others clothes off. They stood naked before one another. She pulled him over to the sofa where she sat and pulled him standing between her legs. 

She gently pulled him to her by holding on to his thighs and when he was close enough she started to tease his cock that was sticking straight out with her tongue. She licked the head lick it was a lollipop and was sucking it in between. She would then stop and lick the whole length of the underside of his cock starting to drive him crazy. 

He watched his vanilla cock going in and out of her mouth while her dark brown lipstick was all over the length of it. 

He closed his eyes while pumping slowly in her mouth. She then stopped for a moment and then she reached over and grabbed a handful of ice chips and put them in her mouth. The next thing he knew he jumped and opened his eyes wide. Linda was sucking his cock with a mouth full of ice cubes. It was cold but in between the cold he would feel a warm part of her tongue licking and sucking his cock. 

Finally he got used to the coldness of the ice and the warmth of his tongue and enjoyed what she was doing to him. The ice soon melted as she swallowed the water from it along with the pre-cum that oozed from his cock. 

Not long after that he started to swell in her mouth and he grabbed her by the hair and started to fuck her mouth like it was her pussy. She almost gagged but had control and had his entire cock down her throat. She sucked him hard but slow until she heard him moan loud and his body stiffen and then felt him let his load loose into her throat and she swallowed every bit of it. After he calmed she sucked his sensitive cock until it was clean.

They took the bowl of ice with them and went and got into bed. They laid on their sides facing each other and holding each other kissing. John thought to himself this was some woman. Not only because the sex was great but she was an all around great person. Could he end this vacation without ever seeing her again?

His thoughts were broken into when he felt her stroking his cock that was semi hard. As she stroked him she kissed his neck and his chest while running the fingernails of one hand through it. She sucked his nipples softly and planted many kisses on them.

Finally when his cock was hard as a rock again he kissed her and rolled on top of her. He spread her legs wide with his and reached over to the ice bowl. He covered her mouth with his in a kiss and the next thing she felt was him shoving ice cubes deep inside her tight pussy. 

The shock of it made her jump but he kissed her hard and held the cubes deep inside of her. He then made his way down between her legs and pulled his hand out that was holding the ice inside of her and the next thing she felt was his warm mouth all over her pussy and his warm tongue poking inside her pussy. It did not take long before she started to moan. 

When he felt that she was close to cumming he pulled his tongue out of her even though she protested and he moved on top of her pushing her legs even wider open with his and the next thing she felt was his long hard thick cock being shoved inside of her sending the ice further up inside of her. She screamed at the sudden penetration. John kissed her long and hard as he drove into her with all his might. Finally he threw his head back and growled like an animal and exploded with a fury inside of her.

When he calmed and pulled out he straddled her chest and had her suck his cock clean once again.

He then rolled off to the side of her and pulled her close to him and that is how they fell to sleep.

When they woke the next morning and were having breakfast they discussed what it was they would do for their last night together. John knew he had to think fast because he was not about to let this woman walk out of his life... 



The Vacation Ch. 03



Trish couldn’t help it, she had to have Andrew’s cock again. Feeling it huge inside her was completeness. The bulb of his head sliding deep in her, thrusting past each vaginal muscle made her groan. She watched David’s eyes as she rode Andrew’s hard cock, felt his hands grasp her hips. Her mouth simply gaped with each thrust. David stood on the bed, walked over and planted his feet on either side of Andrew’s head, his flaccid cock before Trish’s eyes. Trish was content with Andrew’s cock pistoning in and out of her, had her on a plateau of pleasure, his head reaching deep inside, his shaft opening and filling her whole pussy, but this was her husband. She bent forward as he braced her shoulders and took the hanging flesh in her mouth… she sucked long and deep, her mind concentrating on Andrew’s cock. She loved this fuck since Andrew had already cum several times, he would stay hard as she rode him deep. She must have sucked hard on David’s cock, because it was growing stiff in her mouth. David clenched his fingers on her shoulders hard as she scraped her teeth across his cock, while she bucked her hips furiously, while she ground her pussy hard on Andrew’s cock. When she felt Andrew’s lips, then his teeth against her nipple, she squealed deep in her cock filled throat.

I couldn’t believe how wild Trish was with my cock. There was deeply suppressed passion in this woman that was now unleashed. Even if I wanted to be polite and not possibly hurt David’s feelings, Trish wouldn’t have given up fucking me now. There was a determination in each thrust down on my shaft, each defying look at David, and I didn’t know what she was going to do. I had cum so much that I didn’t know what I had left now, but the feeling of Trish’s inner muscles wet and warm sliding over my cock could not be resisted. David looked on, then stood on the bed. He walked over and put his feet on either side of my head; I wasn’t sure what he was going to do. I concentrated on Trish’s breasts rocking back and forth, the feeling of her pussy sliding over my cock until I heard her suck his cock deep in her mouth. He moaned as I watched her mouth pump in his cock, make it hard. This got me only harder as Trish also fucked even more furiously. Not wanting to continue looking at David’s hanging balls and Trish’s pumping chin, I focused on her breasts, looking at her swollen areola. I pulled up and slipped it into my mouth, hearing her moan softly, then raked it through my teeth as I heard the squeal from deep in her throat, felt her vaginal muscles squeeze harder. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, let it out, sucked it in deep between my teeth again. She raised up her torso and buried my cock in farther, lifted her hand as I felt her grab David’s cock, heard the slurp as she took it out of her mouth and began pumping it, groaning as I kept nibbling her nipple. Her thrusts were wilder and wilder as I slammed up against her. David was now groaning deep. I felt him bending and knew he would soon cum.

“Put it BACK in your mouth and suck all my cum, bitch!”

The sound of her mouth slurping, the feel of her pussy grinding in circles as I sucked deeply on her nipple. I felt her chest contract as David screamed and pumped his cum down her throat. She was still as my cock stayed deep inside her, as she finished off David. Finally he pulled back and sat down on the bed. Trish pushed her hands to my chest and kept grinding slowly, keeping me hard and enjoying every in of my cock.

“You love that huge cock in your cunt, don’t you, slut?”

She just groaned and continued to grind.

“And how would it feel in your sweet little ass.”

Trish stopped, and clenched around my cock, just shuddering.

She certainly had a cock thrusting into her ass, David’s, in fact just this last night. But David had an average size member, and even that stretched her to little fires of pain, which were drowned by Andrew’s lovely large cock thrusting in her pussy. Her vaginal muscles stopped and clenched around Andrew’s pole, felt its length and thickness. This was fine; it filled her enough, but David was already taking her hips and lifting her off Andrew’s cock. She felt every inch that slipped out and imagined what it would feel like entering her tiny hole. She looked down as Andrew’s massive head slid out of her pussy and slapped down onto his thigh. She knew Andrew was looking at her face as David, holding her hips, made her climb off Andrew and on her hands and knees on his side of the bed. His hands were spreading her cheeks, then slipping down to her labia, fingers dipping into her, then running up her crack and over her hole.

“We want you as ready as you can be for him, don’t we, little slut?”

Trish’s breathing was steady and deep as David’s fingers rimmed her, slipped a bit in, which made her hiss as the image of Andrew’s cock filled her head.

“David… I.. uhhh, is this a good idea? I think she is really scared.” Andrew’s voice said softly.

“Come on, don’t you want every part of this sweet slut? Maybe your only chance..” then a slap to Trish’s ass… “Come on, bitch, tell him how you want that cock deep in that hole!”

“Uhhh, yesss,” she groaned out.

“Ohh, man,” David said with sarcasm, “it isn’t goin in like that. Slut, take care of him, get him ready for that tight hole!”

Trish looked over to see that Andrew had gone flaccid. She slid over and slipped the head of his cock deep in her mouth, running her tongue all over it. She looked up to see Andrew’s face clouded with doubt. She let his growing head slip out of her mouth, licked around its circumference and smiled at him, mouthing, “Please…” She watched his cock grow even stiffer as she licked around it, slid her hand down to her crotch, whetted it with her juices and brought her hand back up, to run her fingers lovingly over his length.

“What a good slut you are!” David said, pinching her nipple hard… “Now,” he hissed, “take that cock.”

She kissed the head of Andrew’s cock as he began to move, going around behind her. She spread her legs wider, braced her elbows on a pillow and resting her head over the edge of it. Andrew worked slowly, first sliding the length of his shaft through the crevice. She felt its shape, the bulge at the base, the helmet curve of the head. The shaft moved out and the head slid along the hole, keeping contact then slowly exerting pressure. Her fingers dug into the pillow, she felt the tautness of her areola flushing with blood at the sting of the tips of her nipples against the sheet. Andrew’s head pressed slowly but steadily, and she felt a sharpening pain along her hole that made her hiss. Andrew stopped, his head not even fully penetrated.

“Hey, you WANTED this, bitch! Take it!” David’s voice was vicious.

She felt Andrew begin to back off, but she reached back and grabbed the base of his shaft, holding him there. She realized also that she had tightened up. With a deep sigh, she relaxed her body, then tugged at Andrew’s shaft. The pain was still there, but she felt her hole open.. open wider than ever David’s cock had opened her. She gaped her mouth as the bulbous head spread down to the bottom of the helmet, then felt her hole settle around the top of his shaft. With her hand still on the base, she signaled him when to pause, when to move on. Sharp opening pain and the feeling of being filled, pressed deeper made her oblivious to all but these feelings. Her body was like a hollow rod, filled with the great depth of his cock. Her mouth could only manage a bestial moan as he slowly thrust forward. She could barely close her lips over David’s limp cock as he placed it in her mouth, his hands gripping her face over her ears.

I kept looking for a way to back out of this. I could see David’s increasing fury in the situation. Jealousy, maybe, that Trish was more and more voracious for my cock. When he suggested my fucking her ass, I thought perhaps I could find an out. Trish seemed scared, but she pressed on. Her mouthed word please told me she wanted to try, and I tried as gently as I could, but I could see the pain when my head penetrated, and David’s command made my decision to pull out… Then Trish grabbed my cock, stopped me, she had something to prove, and I had to do it, had to push forward. I felt the opening tight around my shaft, felt the resistance, but then a deep sigh in her body as they relaxed, and she pushed me in deeper. I took her lead, when to push, when to hold back. Slowly my cock made it in deeper than I thought it would. She let go with her hand and writhed slowly, backing even further onto my cock. David had moved around in front of her. He no longer looked at me and smiled; he merely determinedly grabbed her head, I could see as she turned slightly that her eyes were closed, her mouth agape. He took her face and slipped his cock in her mouth. He thrust her face back and forth, looking like he needed her to make him hard again. The rocking moved my cock gently back and forth inside her ass. She moaned and squealed at this movement. David was pushing himself into her, making her rock harder and my cock thrust in and out harder. I could see that my cock was stretching her too much and she was crying, so I began to move with her to keep my cock from thrusting faster. David shot me a look.

“Fuck her!” He screamed, “Fuck the slut hard in that tight ass! If she loves that big cock of yours, let her feel it full force.”

Trish suddenly rocked back hard, and on her knees, slamming my cock in to the base with a deep squeal of a cry, but also grabbing David’s cock in her hand. It was still limp.

“Big man, huh? Big MAN?? This cock is DEEP in my ass now, filling in like you NEVER could! C’mon, get this thing UP!”

She thrust it in her mouth and began sucking it hard, holding a hand to his balls and lightly squeezing. David moved a hand back to slap her, but he gasped, and I am sure that Trish squeezed his balls tighter. I heard the slurp as she sucked on his cock, and she rocked back on my cock, fucking it now with a steady hard rhythm, she reached back for my hand, guided it to her pussy. I spread my fingers over her clit and labia and rubbed, knowing she needed the pleasure to even out the pain of my cock splitting her ass.

The feel of the full flesh of Andrew’s cock deep in her ass, opening it beyond ever she thought it could overwhelmed all her senses. Her legs quivered and tingled. For that reason itself, she may have rocked back on Andrew’s cock, but David’s pathetic demeaning just spurred her to show him what she could take. She could tell that he found this somewhat exciting as his cock grew in her mouth. Fine, she was a slut, but she wasn’t going to take a dog’s abuse. She squeezed his nuts together when he drew back to slap her. Now he conformed to her, had to watch her drive herself on Andrew’s cock, take his hand and guide it to her pussy. She lifted a bit so he could see Andrew’s hand as it worked at her pussy. The beautiful buzz of his expert hand gave her greater passion, let her thrust back harder on that huge cock in her ass. Her whole groin area was aflame. She sucked deeply on David’s cock as she writhed and pumped like a beast, felt like simply a fleshly beast. Any subtlety in her was gone. She pushed against David’s stomach, squeezed his balls and sent him down to the bed. She rose up again on her knees, tossed her head back and in a deep guttural bark of a voice demanded to Andrew.

“Fuck it! Fuck my ass until you unload your hot cum deep inside it! Do it!”

She felt Andrew’s cock slowly thrust in and out of her ass, his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. She lifted her mouth off of David’s cock, and barked again:

“Faster!!! Fuck it HARD!”

Andrew began pumping harder, she felt the sweet pain as it ripped her apart over and over. She sucked on David’s flesh as she felt him get harder, releasing from his balls. He had given up resistance, now she just needed Andrew’s cum to pump her ass full. As she felt it bulge and coil, ready to spring, she thrust her ass harder against him, felt him get lost in fucking her, his hands grabbing her hips and thrusting her whole body onto his tremendous cock. She knows that he has cum so much in this past 24 hours that she will need to pound him to work out his cum. Finally, as the world becomes blinding stars, she feels the cock brace to explode. Her ass is a wide burning ring when finally his hot seed floods her inside. She hears David whimper as she realizes she is clamping down on his cock with her mouth. She lifts and screams as her insides are filled with Andrew’s heat. He pumps for what feels like forever. She is one long silent moan as the sensation blows her away. Then she feels David’s hard cock trying to slip itself in her mouth.

“No,” she says, reeling back, she sits back on her calves, slipping one then the other leg out, but leaving Andrew’s cock in her ass, which isn’t difficult since she knows it will take great effort to pull it out, even when it gets soft. She leans back against Andrew’s body…

“Lick my cunt, Bastard!”

David complies, sliding forward and down to her pussy. She watches as he tries to ignore Andrew’s cock deep in her ass, but he cannot possibly do it. She grabs his hair.

“Harder, you fuck! Get that tongue deep in my pussy. Make it cum, so you can drink it, lick it clean!”

David was thrusting his tongue in her, stopping only to catch a breath, but not long, as Trish thrust his face back onto her.

“Work my clit, c’mon.. Get me to CUM!”

She felt David’s tongue flicking over her clit. She moved her leg over his back, pushed him down. His chin must have hit Andrew’s balls, because Andrew then jumped. She slid a hand back to Andrew, took his head and turned hers to kiss him deeply. She broke the kiss and said breathlessly, looking at Andrew: “ohhhh, God, I am going to cum!”

She slapped David, “Faster, faster… Get my CUM!”

David licked harder, making her begin to shudder. Andrew’s cock was still incredibly hard. She looked through veiled lids into his eyes, then kissed him deeply as her whole body convulsed. Wave after wave of orgasm shot through her, she was almost out of her body, but blindingly in it as it seemed her whole body flew apart in ecstasy. The tremendous cock deep in her ass, the tongue flicking then mouth sucking on her pussy. She just felt her body collapse after hours of star-filled flight. She felt arms fold her in, spoon her to warm man-flesh, felt herself drift away with a huge cock still buried in her ass.



The Vacation Ch. 03



You look at me like I am out of my mind, but as you watch me get dressed you realize that I was not kidding about going shopping. 

“Well?” I say. “What are you waiting for, I’m almost dressed!”

You sigh and get off the bed. You grab a shirt and pull it over your head and pull your pants over your hard cock. By the time you finish dressing I am waiting by the door for you.

We walk out and get on your motorcycle. You gun the engine and we zoom off towards the mall. My hands gripping your thighs tightly as you race towards the mall. My hands slide up just enough so that you can feel the heat of them next to your cock. You shift a little trying to trying to get my fingers closer to your throbbing cock.

With a small evil grin on my face I lean into you and move my hands up just enough so that one hand rests on the tip of your cock. You feel my hard nipples pushing into your back as I press against you.

The feel of my hand just resting on your cock is driving you mad. I feel wetness beneath my fingers as I slowly move my hand down a little. Your cock throbbing against my hand makes me very hot. I run my hand down some more to the base of your cock then up again slowly. I softly bite your neck as I move my hand back to your thigh.

You think to yourself how you are going to get me back for this torture later as you hear me giggle in your ear.

We pull into the mall and you park the motorcycle. I grab your hand and lead you into the mall. I lead you past a few stores and stop at the food court and get an Icee. 

I take a sip of my Icee and kiss you. I press myself against you, grabbing your ass and pulling you closer. My cold tongue explores your mouth as I move my hips against yours. You moan softly as my tongue caresses yours. I squeeze your ass and grind against you one more time before releasing you and grabbing your hand again.

I pull you behind me as I make my way to Fredrick’s of Hollywood. I look behind you and give you a sexy little smile as I pull you into the store. You raise your eyebrows at me and a smile forms on your lips.

Once inside we walk around and look at all the stuff. I grab whatever seems to catch your eye. When we have picked out a few different outfits, I lead you to the dressing room. I push you against the wall and kiss you deeply and passionately. I grab your ass and give it a squeeze as I pull you closer to me. As I suck on your tongue, my hands run up your back. I pull away from you and push you down on to the bench.

I begin to do a sexy dance as I slowly take off my shirt. I drop my shirt on the floor and turn around to face you. I run my hands over my bra, teasing my nipples thru the lace. I slowly run my hands down my stomach to my pants and unbuckle them as I turn my back on you. I pull my pants down as I bend over, giving you a nice shot of my ass.

“Pick what you want me to try on first,” I say with a wink.

You look through the stuff we picked out and select a black sheer lace bra with a matching pair of panties.

I walk up to you and straddle you as you sit on the bench. I take the bra and panties from your hand and set it next to you. I kneel with my legs on either side of you and my butt resting on your crotch as I wrap my arms around you. I nibble on your lip as I wiggle my butt against you. I feel you growing hard beneath me.

“Close your eyes,” I whisper in your ear.

You comply as I crawl off of you with one last nibble on your lips.

I take a step away from you and change into the outfit you picked out.

“Open your eyes.”

You open your eyes and the first thing you see are my hard nipples straining against the lace of the bra in front of you. You reach up and caress my breasts, running your fingers slowly over the soft lace, teasing me. I grab you and pull you up so that you are standing in front of me. I turn my back on you and start dancing erotically in front of you. I look at you over my shoulder as I press my butt against you.

You put your arms around me and caress my breasts as I move my ass against your crotch. I can feel you getting harder and harder as my lace covered ass moves over your cock. After a few minutes of this I turn back around and push you back down on the bench.

“Pick out the next one.”

You choose a sheer black and purple ruffled baby doll type nighty, you close your eyes as you hold it out to me.

I take off the black lace outfit and slip on the nighty.

I straddle you once again and you open your eyes. Your eyes take in my breasts again; you begin kissing them softly through the very sheer purple material. Your hands slide down my back to my ass as I grind against your very hard cock. 

I kiss your eyes closed and grab the last remaining outfit, a black bustier with garters and crotchless panties. I stand and strip off the nighty and put on the last outfit.

You moan as you feel my hands at your pants, undoing the button and zipper. I push you down so that you are lying on the bench. You moan softly as I free your throbbing cock from your pants. I straddle you once again as you open your eyes. I lean down to kiss you and you feel my soft breasts pressing against your chest. The bustier leaves them naked with just a ruffled piece of cloth encircling them.

You pull me upwards and take one of my nipples in your mouth and suck greedily on it. A small moan escapes me as your other hand pinches my other nipple. You move your hand slowly down my tummy as your tongue works my nipple. You feel soft lace and continue down until you feel my soft shaved pussy lips.

I moan as your fingers run along my lips. You feel how aroused I am as your finger easily slides between my nether lips. Your finger finds my swollen, throbbing clit and begins to play with it. I pull your face to mine and kiss you deeply. I pull your tongue deep inside my mouth and caress it with mine. I moan softly against your tongue as your fingers continue to work my clit.

Your finger glides around my clit as my moans get louder. I can feel my orgasm getting closer. I don’t want to cum yet so I grab your hand and place it on one of my breasts. You begin to lick one of my nipples as your fingers play with the other. 

As you play with my breasts I position myself so that my pussy lips are resting on the shaft of your hard cock. Your cock throbs against me as you feel my hot wetness pressed against you. I move my hips and slowly slide my dripping pussy up and down along your swollen cock. You close your eyes, loving the feel of my slick pussy sliding along you.

After teasing you with my pussy for awhile I have to taste your hard throbbing cock. I pull away from you and turn around so that my face is above your cock and my ass rests in front you your face.

I eye your cock hungrily as I lick the small drops of liquid from the tip. Then I slowly run my tongue along the shaft of your cock, tasting myself on you. One of my hands goes to your balls and I begin to massage them. My tongue finds your head again and flicks across your head. You feel the warmth of my lips as they surround you and I slowly pull you into my mouth.

I moan softly against you as I slide you deeper into my mouth, one hand at the base of your cock rubbing in a circular motion, the other massaging your balls. As my lips move up and down I move the hand on your balls down a bit and run a finger along the soft skin between your balls and your ass. You moan loudly as my finger gets closer to your ass. I increase the suction of my mouth against you as I slowly run my finger around your puckered hole. 

I slowly let your cock slip from my mouth and bring my finger to my lips. I suck on my finger and get it nice and lubricated. I slide your cock back into my mouth as begin to tease your asshole with my wet finger.

I feel you shudder as I slowly insert the tip of my finger in your ass. Your moans get louder as I move my finger in sync with my lips. I can hear your breathing getting faster as I my lips move along your cock and my finger works your ass. You begin to fuck my mouth harder as you feel yourself going over the edge. Your asshole grips my finger and pulls it deeper inside you as your cock twitches in my mouth. 

You let out a loud grunt as you send the first wave of your hot cum down my throat. I swallow it greedily as I continue to fuck your ass with my finger. Your ass pulsates around my finger as you shoot wave after wave of cum in my mouth eventually filling me and it begins to dribble out of my mouth. After you are spent I slowly lick the spilled cum off of you and stand up.

You look at me glassy eyed, your chest still heaving as you try to catch your breath.

“I guess we better buy this stuff,” I say as I flash you a smile.

I gather up the items we picked out and dress myself. I hand you your clothes and watch you dress.

“Are you hungry?” I ask.

“Hungry?” you ask somewhat stunned.

“Yeah,” I say. “I hope you’re hungry because that was just the appetizer.” I say with a wink as I walk to the register and purchase the clothes you picked out.



The Vacation Ch. 03



Author's note:

This is the continuation of the fourth in a series of stories about me and my wife Lisa. If you haven't already, please read part one and especially the Author's note with that part.

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My cock was twitching and throbbing and hard as a rock. And I had that familiar dull ache in my crotch from a set of overly cum filled nuts. This was to Lisa's obvious delight and exactly what she had planned on. It was several minutes before my condition ebbed enough for me to even dress. Lisa bouncing around the room in the buff, collecting her outfit wasn't helping any either. Again a situation she was fully aware of and exploiting for all she could.

We decided to go casual for the evening. Lisa put on a pair for fairly conservative, but brightly colored shorts and a silk tee shirt with a rather low neckline. The shorts showed off her wonderful ass and long legs, also it was impossible to miss the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. In short she oozed sex appeal. I could tell it was going to be a long evening for me. I was wearing a loose fitting pair of khaki shorts and a lightweight, short sleeve Polo shirt.

It was the time of year when the sun set pretty early and it was just about a half an hour before tonight's sunset. We went by the bar and picked up a drink, then headed down to the beach to watch the sun sizzle into the ocean, our description of a tropical sunset over the water. Sitting on the beach with a drink and watching this is an almost nightly ritual of our annual vacations. As we walked from the bar and around the pool on the way to the beach, Lisa was once again the focus of much attention. And again I was torn between being very proud of being the one with her and jealous over the looks other men were bestowing on her.

The sun had set, our drinks were empty and it was getting rather dark, so we decided to head off to dinner. We choose the casual outdoor bistro that specialized in authentic Mexican food. Dinner was excellent and we ordered a very nice wine to complement it. We dined slowly, enjoying each other's company and talking about what activities we might want to do the rest of our trip. Lisa was very animated and was laughing and giggling regularly, which had the result of keeping my eyes being drawn to her chest repeatedly. I knew it was calculated on her part, but I was helpless to resist. Her nipples were quite erect, which was very obvious under the thin silk material, a clear indication of her sexual mood. I was clearly in for a night of it.

In addition to her provocative presence, she continually would reach over and lightly stroke the inside of my thigh with her fingertips as high as she could. The combined effect plus the stimulation of earlier in the day, was keeping my cock semi-hard the entire time.

After our two hour dinner, we headed back to the lounge at the other restaurant where we'd eaten the previous night to enjoy an after dinner drink, and naturally Lisa wanted to dance. It was pretty much a repeat of the night before. Lisa holding the attention of every man in the place, me included, and doing everything she could to give me a hard on, especially during the occasional slow songs. I was actually glad the group was mostly playing lively Mariachi music.

Lisa had developed a delight in giving me an erection in public. And the more obvious it was to those around us, the more she seemed to enjoy it. The way I was dressed probably made it less obvious than the night before, but even if I'd been wearing a trench coat anyone looking on would know what was happening. I imagine that some of the other men around were having a similar problem just thinking about me. That one more time gave rise to my dueling emotions. 

After an hour or so during one of the slow songs, Lisa was pressing against me and moving in such a way as to be rolling my erect cock from side to side. She was actually getting me very close to cumming right there on the dance floor. Just as the song was ending Lisa whispered in my ear "I'm ready to take you to bed." I needed no coaxing. We went back to the table just long enough to sign the check and headed for the room. On the way to the room, Lisa was talking softly so no one could overhear, saying things like "I think you're hard enough for what I have in mind now." And "You're going to love putting that big hard cock in my nice wet pussy, aren't you?"

To which I naturally replied in the affirmative. "It's going to have made waiting all day worthwhile after all, don't you think?" She was doing a very effective job of verbally driving me crazy. I could hardly make it to the room without attacking her! Lisa was as turned on as I was. We nearly ripped off our clothes and were on the bed in a flash. We were hugging and kissing and I was especially being attentive to her boobs, with both my hands and my mouth.

After a relatively short time of this I realized that Lisa was consciously avoiding making contact with my cock as much as possible. I was about to say something about this when Lisa said "I should have shaved my pussy years ago, I just can't get enough of your tongue on it!" I needed little encouragement anyway. I've always loved the taste of Lisa's cunt. I thoroughly enjoy bringing her off with my mouth and I must admit now that it was bald, I was enjoying it even more for no reason that I can identify, except perhaps the novelty of it.

It wasn't long at all before Lisa was cumming and cumming hard, the day had worked her up too. Normally she has me stop after one orgasm, its just too sensitive she usually says, but this night she moaned as she ended her spasms "I'm being greedy, don't stop yet." Naturally I obliged. It wasn't very long until I sensed her approaching her second orgasm. Just as I could tell she was "right there" she started pulling gently at my head and said, "I want to feel you inside me, NOW!"

I plunged my cock into her sopping pussy with vigor. She made no attempt to control the situation, but just laid back and let me bang away hard and fast. It couldn't have been a half dozen strokes before she screamed "Oh God that's good" and came hard again. I was racing at full speed toward my own orgasm, which would not have taken much longer, when she told me to stop, she wanted to be on top. I groaned, because I knew it meant that my cumming would be dragged out quite a bit longer, but I must admit that prolonging this level of pleasure didn't sound all bad. 

Rather effortlessly we rolled so Lisa was on top, without me even sliding out of her. She started as I expected with slow stokes designed to maximize the pressure on her mons, but without giving a great deal of stimulation to my cock. It still felt damn good! To my great surprise Lisa was showing signs of cumming again soon. I was hoping we would cum together, but she started grinding in such a way that I wasn't getting stroked, but the stimulation to her clit was enough to put her over the edge one more time. Three orgasms this close together was unusual for Lisa, it demonstrated how sexually energized she was. Later I would figure out why.

Once she recovered a bit she started to ride me again. She was slowly bringing me closer and closer. She was up on her arms so that her breasts were swinging right in my face. She was treating my cock to torturously long and slow strokes that kept me moving closer and closer to orgasm, but at a very slow pace. Nevertheless I was in heaven. 

How she can do this so exactingly I don't understand, but as she rose up my cock I knew that the next down stroke would start me cumming. Instead of plunging back down on me as she had been, she just kept moving upward until my cock plopped out of her cunt. She more or less flopped down beside me in an obviously tired, sated mode.

A very guttural sound came out of my mouth that was mostly a "NO! Lisa, please don't do this. God I need to cum, please! Let me finish making love to you. Hell, let me finish fucking you!" It wasn't a conscious thought, but maybe I'd get points for honesty.

Lisa didn't say anything for a moment or two, nor even move. Then after a couple of minutes she reached over and started very lightly just touching my cock. "Would you be disappointed if I stopped for the night right now?" she asked, in a far more serious tone than I would have expected.

"I'd be devastated, you know I would. Please don't do this" was my reply.

"More disappointed than I was today when you wouldn't wear the nice new suit I got for you as a present?"

Shit! I was fucked! I instantly realized a number of things. Mostly that Lisa had planned today since she'd bought the Speedo! I knew there was no way I was cumming tonight. I really didn't know how to respond. It turned out I didn't have to.

"The answer is no, I was really hurt that you didn't like the present I got you. And now, I'm going to sleep. We'll talk about it more tomorrow." With that she rolled over and was soon asleep. I knew she wasn't really hurt, in fact she had known with certainty how I'd react to the suit. And I'd played right into her hands. If I had any remaining doubt as to how our first vacation since my wife became a cock teaser extraordinaire would go, that doubt was now removed. And my balls would obviously spend a good deal of time full and aching. It was quite a while before I fell asleep.

To be continued...

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The Vacation Ch. 04



Linda and Karen walked quickly down the hallway to their room. Karen was opening her card wallet at the end of her lanyard when she heard the high pitched squeal from inside their room followed by, “Right there, that’s good.” 

Jerry’s voice boomed out. “Yes, that’s it faster, faster.” 

Joe’s disappointed voice quickly followed, “Oh, no, not so soon.” 

The voices shook up Karen so much that she dropped the card. Scrambling to pick it up they heard the high pitched voice scream. “Yes, Yes.” 

Linda mutters, “I’m going to castrate the bastard.” Karen finally swiped the card through the lock and they burst into the room.

Linda cried, “What the fu…!” Seated on the bed and a chair in front of them were Connie, Joe, and Jerry playing the room’s Sega system. 

Connie squeals, “Yes, I’m winning.” The women both notice that even with the rapid hand action on the controller, her tits don’t even quiver.

Joe glanced up from the screen and said, “How was the pool?”

Karen and Linda were still in shock at the sight. They had burst through the door expecting to find Connie being double dealt by their husbands, only to find them playing a kid’s game. The women’s breathing returned to normal as they watched Connie’s cartoon car flash across the finish line. 

Jerry muttered, “Damn, you’re good.” Joe smiled and agreed with his friend.

Connie laughed, “We studied video games at Berkeley.” She turned to the still quivering wives, “I stopped by to tell you about the beach party after dinner. We will open a bar down by the water and build a giant bonfire. When it gets dark, we all gather around the bonfire for drinks and fun.” She winked at the wives at this word. “Well, I must be off. Let me know boys the next time you need a little challenge.” She brightly strode out the door. 

Linda sweetly asked Jerry, “Honey how long has she been here.”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe thirty minutes.”

“You’ve been playing video games for thirty minutes.”

“No we talked about the beach party for a while.”

Karen looked at her husband’s cock for any sign of moisture. She could detect none. 

“She said she wanted to warn us that we should keep any sexual activity confined to the shadows around the fire. Connie thought with the ease you two have taken to the resort you might need the heads up.”

Linda was shocked. “She said that about us!”

Jerry said, “Yes, she was very nice about it. I thought it was considerate of her to let you both know about that.”

Jerry was still focused on the screen and didn’t notice the pillow that flew a foot behind his head and smashed Joe in the side of the head. “Hey, what was that for.” He picked up the pillow from the floor and launched it back at Linda. Linda ducked and the pillow smothered Karen, knocking her backwards. 

Karen snatched it up from the floor and swung it into the back of Linda’s head. She knocked Linda to the bed. Linda lay back at stared at Karen she grabbed a pillow from the bed and jumped up. 

“You little bitch.” She swung and Karen ducked. Linda’s swing took her completely around. Karen swung her pillow and smacked Linda in the ass. This brought Linda spinning to the floor. Jerry looked down at the disturbance and said, “What are you doing on the floor?” Linda glared at him and crawled toward Karen who took another big swing. Linda dropped to the floor and the pillow swished over her head. Karen was spun around by her momentum. Linda grabbed her friend around the ankles and pulled her down. Fortunately, Karen landed on her ass. She looked down between her legs at Linda smiling at her. Karen planted her foot between Linda’s boobs and pushed her backwards. 

Linda was thrown back into the bed. Jerry was bumped and said, “Hey, we’re playing a game here.” Her murderous glance at him caused her to miss Karen’s leap onto her. Karen was trying to pin Linda to the floor when Linda got a knee high up and shoved Karen between her bouncing boobs.

Karen was thrown back into the wall. She rubbed the back of her head. “You cunt!” What did you call me?” screamed Linda. They both threw themselves at each other. The women grappled with their arms seeking a superior hold. Their eyes flashed at each other from inches away. Their tits became smashed flat against each other with the force of their grasp. They both managed to work their way upright until Linda swept out her leg and tripped them both onto the bed. Jerry slipped down from the bouncing bed to the floor quietly to achieve a more stable playing platform.

The women rolled back and forth trying to pin the other to the bed. Linda grabbed a handful of curly brown hair and pulled hard. “You fucking bitch.” Karen screamed. She pushed hard and they rolled onto the floor on the other side of the bed. They landed with a bone jarring thud. Linda wrapped her legs around Karen’s waist and began to squeeze. 

“Let’s see if you can call me names when you can’t breathe.” Linda’s long, strong legs squeezed the diaphragm of her opponent. Karen’s eyes bulged out and she shuddered with the effort to breathe. Linda’s adrenaline filled mind watched her friend quiver in her struggle. The sight of Karen laying there penetrated her hormone-filled brain and she immediately relaxed her legs and moved her face to her friend’s ear. “Oh, Karen, I’m so sorry. I just went crazy there. I’m so sorry” She was sobbing in Karen’s ear, her tears wetting her friend’s curls. Karen caught her breath, wrapped her arms around her lover, and patted Linda’s head. 

To quiet Linda’s sobs Karen touched her lips to Linda’s quivering lips. She pressed her mouth solidly against Linda’s to quiet the shuddering of her dear friend. Linda’s was touched by Karen’s efforts and began to respond. Her lips pressed into Karen’s and the trembling began to fade. Linda’s tongue crossed the boundary into Karen’s mouth and Karen readily accepted her companion’s tongue inside her.

Their arms wrapped around each other, but with less intensity and more sensuality. Hands began to smooth out excited muscles as they kissed on the floor. As the muscles of combat were soothed their sex organs became stimulated. Karen and Linda moved their hands to the pussy of their lover. Their fingers entered the folds of pussies, which were far wetter then they should be after a struggle of such intensity. They had forgotten the cause of their battle as the fingers slipped in deep and massaged the deepest centers of their pleasure. 

Linda moaned loudly and spun around. Karen knew what is coming and buried her face in her lover’s pussy. Linda’s tongue rapidly sought out Karen’s core and drove as deep as its length permitted. Karen pushed up and rolled them over until she is superior. She pulled Linda’s legs wide and saw her clit exposed and hard. Karen’s mouth engulfed the small bump and began to suck the small masthead. Linda again moaned loudly and sought out Karen’s clit. She sucked it pulling the loose skin out far and slid her tongue over the stiff knob. 

Linda bucked and rolled, keeping her tongue firmly in place licking its small friend, with whom it had enjoyed so much please.

Karen cried out her orgasm. Her pussy convulsed under Linda’s expert ministrations. She nipped Linda’s clit and pushed her orgasm out through her body. Karen felt Linda cries muffled in her wet cunt. Their cries, squeaks, and sobs of joy settled to silence. Karen rolled to her right side. The two women looked at each other, and begin to laugh.. Linda sat up on the bed and Karen managed to stand up and sit down on the chair. 

The game beeped and the sound of the crown roared. Joe jumped up, “I finally win a game.”

“Good job, Joe.” Jerry looked over at us and said, “You girls ready for supper.” We exchanged looks and broke up laughing. Jerry looked bewildered and just said, “What? What did I say?”

Linda looked at her husband and said, “Sure guys”.

Karen and Linda gathered their lanyards and led the boys down to the dining room. Jerry and Joe smiled as the watched the their wives walk in front of them – the fingers on Linda’s right hand entwined around the fingers of Karen’s left hand.

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The beach party continued late into the night. The limbo contest started at midnight. Both Karen and Linda had gotten eliminated early. Linda had fallen backwards, and Karen knocked the bar down with her breasts as she tried to maneuver under the bar. By the time the limbo contest had reached the finals, both couples had consumed four Mai Tais each. Karen and Linda held onto their husbands’ arms, as they watched a woman no more than five-foot tall arch her way under the limbo bar. 

Jerry, with his acute observational powers, pointed out that the little blonde’s pussy would spread wide open as she slithered under the bar. Linda had noticed this, but was too entranced by the sight to make a comment. With almost no tits to strike the bar she was under it with room to spare. 

The other finalist was a short man with a rather long dick. He wasn’t watching his co-finalist as he was talking to another short blonde woman who was stroking his rather sizable cock while they talked. 

The judge called his for the short man’s attempt to go under the bar. He looked down at the projection he was now carrying. He then looked at the judge who was waving him on and finally at the little blonde who was playing with her pussy while staring at his cock. He bent back and started toward the bar, but his cock pointed a good nine inches in the air. Laughing, he swung his dick and knocked the bar off and bowed to the little winner. 

The little blonde who had been stroking him ran over and placed a big kiss on what had to be her twin sister. The laughing girls took the trophy and ran over to the man who had lost. They took him by the arms and led him off into the darkness.

“Now, that doesn’t seem to fair,” Karen observed. 

“I don’t know. I don’t think you realize who actually won the contest.” Joe observed. 

“I should lose like that,” Jerry said, watching the small twin asses disappear, before taking an elbow to the ribs.

“Let’s go for a swim.” Linda was looking out towards the ocean, which was lit by a near-full moon. The waves sparkled in the moonlight. 

“Sure, let’s.” Karen grabbed Joe’s hand, and they ran for the waves. Linda and Jerry followed close behind. They ran into the surf until they were waist deep. Karen jumped on Joe knocking him into the water. Jerry picked up Linda and threw her into the surf. She stood up sputtering and wiping her eyes. 

Karen laughed at Jerry until he picked her up and threw her on top of her girlfriend. The women jumped upwards, their tits bouncing. Karen exchanged looks with Linda and they tossed Jerry into the waves. 

Joe came up behind Linda and tossed her over his shoulder. Jerry grabbed Karen and up she went over his. Their double moons rivaled the small round one in the sky. The men howled at the moon and danced spinning their catch under the stars. 

“Put me down you caveman,” Karen screamed at Jerry. 

Joe yelled over to his friend, “Jerry, they’re just too old to be virgins. We need virgins tonight.”

“You’re right; we cavemen need virgins to satisfy our manly lust.” 

Karen laughed, “I don’t think you’ll find any virgins around here tonight.”

Jerry shouts, “Then we will ravish some middle-aged housewives.”

Karen screamed back, “Middle-fucking-aged. I will show you.” She flung her legs back savagely and carried Jerry and her backwards into the water. Karen quickly jumped up and pulled Joe and Linda backward into the water. After surfacing the three surrounded Karen. She turned facing each attacker in turn. She finally threw herself at Joe, yelling, “Save me,” and jumped into his arms. That was when she realized that his cock was erect. She was wrapped around him with her ass resting on his very hard dick.

“Oh my, Joe.” She looked into his eyes and saw a hot glow. She squeezed him, forcing her breasts harder into his chest. She kissed him with an intensity to match his stare. With their bodies half in the water Joe held her with little effort. 

Linda and Jerry watched their friends making out. Linda’s hand fished in the water for Jerry’s cock. She stroked it while watching Joe and Karen’s kiss and embrace. Karen’s ass was riding over Joe’s cock. She was trying to trap it and force it into her eager cunt, but couldn’t get the right angle. Linda reached over and pulled Karen’s ass out and pushed the head of Joe’s cock into her cunt. As Karen gasped, Joe said, “Thanks, Linda.”

“What are friends for, Joe?” She laughed, kissed her friend’s husband on the cheek and then pulled Jerry into an embrace. They kissed and watched Karen bounce on Joe’s cock. 

Linda jumped up into Jerry’s arms and said, “I want to try that.” 

Karen said, “Joe, move over a bit I’ve got to help them.” Joe carried Karen next to Linda and Jerry. Karen leaned down and pushed Jerry’s cock into Linda. Linda leaned back and kissed Karen wetly. Each woman turned a bit and embraced the other. The men pumped their hard cocks into their wives as they kissed. The guys watched their wives’ tongues chase each other and groaned when Karen sucked Linda’s like a small cock. The men held their “prey” up and moved their mouths down to their wives breasts. Unnoticed under the water, Joe moved a finger to Karen’s ass and poked it gently to create an entrance. She moaned into Linda’s face, “Oh, yes.” Joe increased the pressure and a long finger traveled up into Karen. “Oh, fuck yes, Joe. Fuck me.” She said in a louder voice. 

Jerry was his own wave machine as he pounded into his wife’s pussy. Linda was nearing a climax as her husband fucked her, timing his thrusts with the incoming waves. Karen could feel Linda’s excitement and with her double stimulation screamed into the night air as she reached orgasm. Linda quickly followed. The women shivered in each other’s arms as their bodies shuddered in pleasure. 

Jerry howled and rammed his cock into her tightening cunt as he pumped his semen deep into his wife. Joe joined the baying to the moon as his cum flowed from his body to Karen’s. As their bodies calmed from the storm of their orgasms they heard applause. On the beach were about ten people who had been watching them. The audience obviously had seen and heard everything. Karen and Linda lowered themselves from their husbands and faced the yelling crowd. Linda looked at Karen, and then bowed towards the beach. The crowd cheered louder. Linda looked at Karen and nodded her head. Karen made a sweeping theatrical bow and the applause continued. 

“Karen, we will never, ever, forget this fuck.”

“No, we won’t.” The applause died and the crowd quickly broke up to work off the tension of the show.

The couples waded back toward the beach. In knee deep water Karen said, “Just a minute. I’ve got to pee.” She stopped and spread her legs. For a moment she was still, and then a hard stream of fluid splashed into the ocean. She peed for almost a half-minute before the stream trickled to a stop. 

Linda moved her feet apart and followed Karen in raising the world’s water level. Joe and Jerry were shocked at the public display of their wives’ urinary functions. Karen and Linda lowered their bottoms into the water and shook their asses a bit. Karen looked at the men. “What?”

Joe shook his head at the women. Then a stream of piss emerged from his cock and like a fountain rained down into the water. Jerry was not far behind. Taking his cock in hand he gave a distance demonstration, he got a good eight-foot stream at his best. The boys shook them off and looked at the surprised women. “What?” Jerry said.

The couples walked back toward the hotel. They were passing a small concrete-block building and heard a moan coming from the open window. Linda held up her index finger to indicate silence and walked over to the window. She peeked inside and saw Connie bent over a cabinet with long-dicked Peter pounding her pussy. Linda motioned the others over. They huddled together to peer through the window. Linda heard a couple of wisps of breath by her. The couple inside was angled away from the window, so they were unlikely to see their audience. The two had obviously been at it a while. Connie’s normally perfect blonde hair was in wet tangles. A shiny sheen of sweat covered her body. Peter was a work of art. An ebony statue of a god polished to a high sheen. The sweat covering his strong muscles reflected light giving him an unearthly appearance. He had Connie by the hips and was ramming the full length of his twelve-inch cock deep into her pussy. 

Linda grabbed Karen’s hand and squeezed it tightly. The women’s eyes were drawn to the gleaming ebony cock as it disappeared into Miss Moist Muff’s pussy. They were close enough to hear her moans and stuttering commands for him to “fuck me harder.” She was grinding her rock solid tits into the cabinet, and her hand was between her legs rubbing her clit. Peter had her by her blonde hair and was pulling her back to intensify the force of his thrusts. She was grunting loudly and suddenly screamed, startling the observers and she turned back to him screaming, “Fuck my hot cunt like the dog you are, you fucking big-dicked bastard.” Joe’s eyes grew wide listening to her loss of control. 

Peter laughed and in a fine cultured British accent said, “Connie, you know you love it don’t you. Tell me you do.”

He held back his cock on the out motion and paused. Connie bucked back and shrieked, “I love that foot-long cock of yours. Don’t stop. Fuck me. Make me cum. Fill me up.” Linda and Karen both gasped quietly at the sight of the huge erection poised at Connie’s pussy.

Peter snapped his hips forward and Connie screeched again as the entire length of his cock disappeared. “Holy Shit” muttered Jerry as Connie’s cunt engulfed Peter’s cock. 

Karen felt Linda’s fingers push into her pussy and begin rubbing her clit. She looked towards the men and realized that they wouldn’t notice anything that happened outside the equipment hut. Karen’s fingers found Linda’s moist pussy and began rubbing her lover’s pussy.

Connie was nearing orgasm. Peter fucked her in silent concentration. Connie babbled, “Fffuck m-m-m-e, cum-ming, cunt hot, cum in me.”

Karen and Linda’s fingers vibrated against the other’s clitoris. They each had a mental image that placed themselves over the rocking cabinet, with their pussies being savaged by the Jamaican’s long dick. They watched the two black balls holding the cum meant for their bruised pussies swing heavily with each forward thrust. 

Connie’s back was bowed back by the force of Peter’s hand pulling her hair. The watchers saw Peter pull back and slam into Connie’s cunt, then staying still as he pumped his load into her frantically throbbing opening. She bawled, “Oh, my god. Fucking fill up my hot cunt.” She shivered and collapsed onto the cabinet as Peter made two more hard thrusts into her quivering cunt to get his last drops deposited inside her.

The men were frozen watching the scene in the shack. Jerry turned frantically and grabbed Karen who was closest to him. He turned her around, causing Karen’s finger to come out, pushed her head down and drove his cock hard into her cunt. She grunted loudly and spit out, “Oh, fuck, Jerry.”

Joe grabbed Linda and pushed her over next to Karen. Karen’s finger flew out of Linda as Joe drove his once again hardened dick into the older woman’s slot. The women gave each other an “I don’t believe this” look, and then accepted the fucking they were receiving. 

The men were inflamed by the exhibition of fucking they had witnessed. Their cocks were rock hard as they pounded the cunts of the woman who were closest when the voyeuristic show of Peter and Connie had ended. The men were lost in some primitive mating need as they hammered the pussies surrounding their cocks. The flames in the women were reignited by the intensity of the fucking they were receiving. Their pussies were melting under the assault of the hard cocks. They each knew they would be sore tomorrow, but neither cared as they accepted the stabbing of the cocks in them. 




The Vacation Ch. 04



Author's note: 

This is the continuation of the fourth in a series of stories about me and my wife Lisa. If you haven't already, please read part one and especially the Author's note with that part.

Thank you

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 This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent.

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I woke before Lisa, with a throbbing hard on. Just as I was coming out of the bathroom she started to stir. "Sleep well sweetheart?" she asked with a grin. Further confirmation that she wasn't at all mad or hurt, that things were unfolding exactly as she had in mind. The problem for me was, I didn't know the plan! My only choice was to wait and see what happened. We ordered coffee from room service and once it had been delivered Lisa began to give me an idea of what was to come (no pun intended, but it wasn't going to be me anytime soon).

"I had intended to let you cum every day this vacation, but after yesterday's disappointment that's all changed" (Definitely not true, but I was smart enough to keep my mouth shut) "Now you are going to have to earn your way back into my good graces, and that might take quite a long time!" This was all said through a very cocky grin. She knew she had me right where she wanted me, and so did I. Obviously I would do everything I could to please her, which was exactly what she had in mind all along.

"For starters, your going to wear the new suit I bought you from now on, aren't you?" While phrased as a question, it really wasn't.

"Yes, Lisa, I'll wear the suit you bought me. I'm sorry I didn't wear it yesterday, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." I knew I hadn't but also knew I needed to make up some ground. 

"Good" she was really smiling now, "I know you'll look great in it! And if you are a really good boy and please me all day today, you might get to cum as soon as tomorrow." 

I groaned, that meant for sure I wouldn't be cumming today and I'd have to work very hard at everything Lisa wanted if I hoped to get off tomorrow even. In my current state, that sounded like forever. It would soon get much worse.

"But Lisa, if I get a hard on in that suit, anyone within a hundred yards will know, it will be so obvious. And I know you, you're going to do everything you can to make that happen. Its just too embarrassing, please don't"

"Peter, I'll tell you what. If you'll be a good sport and don't disappoint me, I promise I won't touch you in any way that's even remotely sexual, once we leave the room."

"Really, do you mean it?" I asked skeptically.

"Yes I do, but since you let me down, when we're in the room I'm going to want to play with my toy in all my favorite ways, starting right now. Come over here and stand in front of me, please," she added the please in a way that made it clear this wasn't a request. 

I actually shuddered. I knew exactly what she had in mind. Lisa has a teasing technique that she has perfected and it is THE most frustrating thing I've ever experienced. As horny as I already was this was going to be pure Hell!

Lisa was sitting on the edge of the bed. I did as she asked and moved until I was standing right in front of her. She had her feet flat on the floor about as far apart as the width of my shoulders. "Put your feet just outside of mine, touching them, and then don't you dare move" she directed. This had me positioned with my feet spread rather widely and my cock and balls presented to her directly in front of her face, which is a key element in her teasing torture. She can study my response very accurately and know exactly how far she can go without pushing me over the edge. "Clasp your hands behind your back." I did. 

"Okay, I want to be by the pool in a half an hour, so I think about 20 minutes of this will be just right" she said as if thinking it over. "Lets get started," she giggled. I realized that Lisa had me positioned so that I couldn't see a clock, which of course meant I'd have no idea how long was remaining of the 20 minutes, nor whether she might not extend the time without letting me know. Just thinking about what was going to happen was starting to give me an erection, betraying the love/hate feelings I have about these cock teasings.

"Looks like you can't wait to get started" Lisa laughed, loving my predicament. And with that she took my balls gently in each hand and lowered her mouth to my cock, sucking and licking slowly and deeply until I was rock hard and throbbing. In a very short time I was putting out precum like a leaky faucet. She then nestled both balls in her left hand while making my entire cock slick with the combination of her saliva and my precum. Now she went to work in earnest, while holding and gently massaging each ball in one hand she uses her thumbs to stroke my cock and roll it back and forth. She especially concentrates on moving her thumbs in a circular motion right below my cockhead. In all, she rather quickly has me very near an orgasm, but being right in front of her face to watch, and by holding my balls as she was, she can tell exactly how far to push me without making me cum.

The closer I get, the more she reduces the stimulation, which means I continue to get closer yet, but at a slower pace. It is a true Catch 22, the closer I get, the slower she goes, but that still pushes me closer and closer until she finally reaches the point where she knows that any more stimulation at all and I'll shoot cum like a fire hose! When she finally goes get to that point, and believe me she knows how to get to the very, very edge, she makes it even worse by taking each ball even more gently with all five fingertips evenly spaced around each testicle, and very gently massaging them, as if rolling an egg back and forth. As I've written before, no matter how desperate I am to cum, stimulating just my balls will not put me over, but it sure intensifies the ache to do so!

When she does stop stimulating my cock I am usually so close that my balls actually feel as if they are contracting and my cock literally twitches and spasms, but other than an increase in the amount of precum, nothing else happens and there is certainly no relief. The need to cum simply increases some more.

Lisa absolutely delights in this. She can't help but moan or blurt out something like "Oh God I love doing this to you! You can't imagine how much this turns me on" or "Oh, Peter this is making me sooo wet!" Naturally, that just escalates my wanting to cum all the more.

This particular day was no exception, in fact she was in rare form. She started by talking about how big and purple the head of my cock was getting, how the veins on the shaft were standing out looking as if they would burst. Soon she moved on to talking about how big and full my balls felt, how she was sure that my need to cum must be driving me crazy. It was of course, and listening to her talk about it just made it that much worse.

Once she stops stimulating my cock, to keep from making me cum, she pays very strict attention and just the second she knows she can start the stimulation again she does. This has the effect of making each subsequent cycle shorter and shorter, but she offsets that by starting back up with very light and minimal stimulation. Lisa has gotten to the point where she can subject me to several cycles before she has to stop.

I'd lost track of how many times she had pushed me to the very edge on this day, nor did I have any idea of how long she had been at it. My legs were getting rubbery and I knew I couldn't stand much more. The problem was that I knew if I did anything that caused Lisa to have to stop before she was ready, it would be a very long time before I came again. I started to beg her to stop, saying I really couldn't take any more.

Lisa loves it when she gets me to the point that I'm truly begging for her to stop, not just wanting to cum, but actually physically needing it. "Boy Peter, I just don't see how you're going to stand to wait until AT LEAST tomorrow to get to cum, these babies are as full as I think they've ever been" she taunted while doing the ball massage after the last peak.

"Lisa, please, I really can't take any more, you have to stop now, I'm about to collapse!" She knew I wasn't kidding, but nevertheless she was going to make her point about the Speedo.

"It is almost time, and no matter how much I'm enjoying this I don't want to cut in to my sun time too much" she said, "so just once more and we'll head to the pool." And true to her word, she started again. Somehow she seemed to prolong this last build up longer than any of the earlier ones, or so it seemed. When she finally stopped I did nearly collapsed onto the bed. I glanced at the clock and realized she had been at it for almost 40 minutes, but was smart enough to keep it to myself.

"Wow, that was really spectacular" she said proudly, "in fact I may have done it to myself, I'm horny as hell!" I could tell it was true, her nipples were sticking out like pencil erasers and she had a bit of a flush.

Seeing an opportunity to score some points, I positioned myself to lick her pussy. She didn't say a word, just spread her legs and gave me access to her lovely cunt. I slowly but steadily licked and sucked her to a glorious orgasm. Making my already serious ache even worse.

"On Peter, thank you. It makes me want to play with you a bit more," she said, but before I could even panic, she continued, "but, its time to head for the pool, so get your suit on like a good boy!"

At least that meant the physical teasing was over for a while, a break I desperately needed.

"And Peter, don't disappoint me further by making me have to wait for you"

It occurred to me that 'don't disappoint me' was likely to precede many comments for the rest of the day. I asked Lisa if I could shower first, but she was on to me and realized it would just be an attempt to stall. My cock was so rock hard and my pulse was still racing from her tease session that I would barely be able to get it in the Speedo, and certainly my present state would be obvious to everyone.

So Lisa took a quick shower and I jumped in the second she got out, turning the water as cold as I could stand in an attempt to get my erection to subside. It was clear Lisa realized what I was doing and was getting quite a kick out of my predicament, but she said nothing.

It wasn't long before Lisa let me know that she would be ready soon and if I didn't hurry, I'd end up keeping her waiting. The message was clear, get out of the shower now! I did. It had helped, but not much. I dried quickly, combed my hair and grabbed the suit. By now my cock wasn't standing straight out anymore, but it was a long way from fully soft. I slid into the suit and to my horror saw that things were much worse than I'd even imagined. The outline of my cock was clearly visible and there was no way to hide it. My angst, at least, had the effect of further deflating my cock so that it was now completely soft. As soon as I had the suit on Lisa was commenting on how right she was that it made me look sexy.

I figured that I'd wear one of my longer pool tops and leave it on, or stay in the water a lot and I'd get by. After all I wasn't the only man that would be wearing a suit like this. The two young activities staff for instance. And there were a couple of other guys I'd seen. It just wasn't my style, but no one else would know that, except of course Lisa. I got one of my longest pool shirts out and started to put it on, I should have known better. Lisa of course had other plans.

"No silly, not that old thing. Did you think I wouldn't get you a nice new top to go with your suit?" she asked laughing, as she headed to the closet. She returned, with what I must admit was a very nice shirt. It went well with the color of the suit and had three buttons up the front. But I could tell that buttoned it would just barely come down to my waist, and unbuttoned it would simply hang open in front.

Knowing I'd better just make the most of it, I put it on and commented on how nice it was. If I was going to wear this too, I might as well get some more points. Realizing I'd been snookered all around I decided I better make Lisa happy any way I could. 

"Okay, you ready? Let's head to the pool" I said with a big smile, not feeling like smiling at all. "Here, let me carry the bag." I saw one last chance to have something to hide behind.

"Nah, its not at all heavy." Lisa said as she snatched it off the bed and headed for the door.

Here we go, I thought to myself.

In a few minutes we were camped out poolside. I was hugely self-conscious and trying to be as unobtrusive as possible. After a few minutes, I looked around and didn't seem to be attracting a lot of attention. I started to relax just a bit, maybe I really didn't stand out any more than anyone else. I started working on my book. I was trying to avoid looking at Lisa, or any of the other women for that matter. In my state it wasn't going to take much to get me aroused.

Lisa was as good as her word and then some. She had done nothing to get me worked up. In fact she'd seemed pretty involved in her own book and had scarcely said anything at all. When she did, I'd put my book down, look right at her and give her my full attention. I was bound to give her no reason to be "disappointed"!

We'd been out for well over an hour when Lisa asked me to go get us something cold to drink. The bar was on exactly the opposite side of the pool, which meant I had to walk all the way around, something I'd hoped to avoid. It now occurred to me why Lisa had chosen this particular spot (DUH!). However knowing that I was stuck again, I quickly agreed and jumped up to head that way.

I really haven't described myself much, and don't really care to. But suffice it to say I'm reasonably well built and stay in decent shape. There are definitely a few extra pounds, but only a few. My "equipment" is what I'd call very average, though I'm convinced that the swimsuit made it seem larger. 

As I made my way around the pool I tried to avoid eye contact, especially with the women. I'd resigned myself to the situation and figured, what the Hell. If they look, they look. It's not like I've got the original model or anything. 

The line at the bar was rather long, so it took several minutes to get the drinks. As I started back, I could see Lisa was sitting up talking to a woman that was sitting in the chair I'd been using. I couldn't tell who it was, but I could clearly see they were having a rather animated conversation. I couldn't imagine that would be anything good for me. As I got around the end of the pool and could see more clearly, it became apparent that the other woman was the busty blond activities staff member.

As I approached, Lisa noticed me coming and the conversation suddenly stopped. I hoped I was being paranoid, but my instincts told me something was up. I'd just have to wait and see what.

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The Vacation Ch. 05



Author's note: 

This is the continuation of the fourth in a series of stories about me and my wife Lisa. If you haven't already, please read part one and especially the Author's note with that part.

Thank you

Now on to the story:

 This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent.

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As I walked up, Lisa looked up and said "Hi Peter, this is Mary. She was just looking for some beach volleyball players and I told her we'd join in!"

I groaned inwardly, but knew I'd better not 'disappoint' Lisa again. "Hi Mary, I'm Peter, volleyball sounds like fun." I said with more enthusiasm than I felt.

"I know," said Mary, "Lisa's been telling me all about you." She definitely had a twinkle in her eye that worried me. "Here let me give you your chair back."

"Don't be silly," Lisa jumped in "we've been sitting all day, you probably enjoy a minute or two off your feet."

I wasn't fooled by this for a second. I was standing with my hands in front of me holding drinks and my crotch right at eye level for these two women. Further, I was looking down at two of the finest sets of tits I'd ever seen and the cleavage from this angle was making my cock start to stir. I couldn't make eye contact with either of them without making cleavage contact too. They were both leaning back with their hands behind them on the lounges, so as to be able to look up at me, but the effect was to thrust four tits right in my direction.

I swear Mary kept looking from my eyes to my crotch and back again, smiling and even licking her lips occasionally. This couldn't have be a coincidence I was positive. Finally after several minutes of this, during which I concentrated as hard as I could on anything but sex, which in my state of mind was NOT easy, Mary said she really had to get back to work. During this time I know my cock was pulsing. It would surge as I looked at her and Lisa's tits. I couldn't help it. 

As Mary stood up she smiled at me and said "Nice suit by the way".

I was convinced that Lisa was up to something regarding Mary. However maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part.

As soon as Mary left, Lisa started in about the volleyball. I wasn't really interested but I knew I had no choice. About 30 minutes later we were down on the beach starting the game. I ended up on the same team as Lisa, and Mary was on the other team. The rotation worked out so I was right behind Lisa half the time and when I was in the front row I was usually directly opposite Mary, with Lisa right behind me.

We played for about an hour. It drove me crazy. In my state of horniness, watching Mary (who was a VERY energetic player) bounce up and down right in my face about 18 inches away, was quite stimulating. Then when that wasn't the case, I was watching Lisa's absolutely perfect ass jiggle and bounce. I knew why Lisa had insisted. It was very hot, so everyone was ready to quit at the end of the hour. Lisa and I said goodbye to Mary headed off to have lunch.

Before we even sat down, Lisa was asking me if I'd enjoyed the volleyball. I good-naturedly said it was fun. Then I figured out the trap as Lisa said, "I would imagine it was fun, you couldn't keep your eyes off Mary's tits!" Once again Lisa was acting put out but she couldn't keep the smile out of her voice. "I guess I'm just not enough of a turn on for you. I'll have to try harder!" she said.

I groaned involuntarily. This brought a laugh out of Lisa.

After lunch Lisa said she wanted to take a quick swim before we headed up to the room. It sounded fine to me. We jumped in and cooled off. Swimming easily for a few minutes. However when we got out Lisa insisted we do it on the side of the pool away from the elevator. It meant we would have to walk all the way around the pool to go to the room. I soon figured out why. My darling wife knew that when it got wet, my suit was even more revealing than dry. It became semi transparent and it clung like a second skin. My cock was very clearly visible. I know I turned bright red. Lisa insisted I go ahead and of course, walked very slowly. I'd been had again.

Once we reached the room, she stood in front of me and staring straight into my eyes she started tracing the outline in my suit with her fingernails. First she scratched around my balls and then she used a single finger to trace from the base of my cock up one side to the tip and down the other. She repeated this several times. Within seconds I was rock hard again. Once she had me fully erect, she slid my suit down just enough for the head of my cock to stick out the top. She then started rubbing it all over with her fingertips, using the precum that was now oozing out as a lubricant. It was no time at all before I was on the verge of cumming. Just as I reached the point of no return she quickly stopped and turned around. 

Heading for the bathroom she said over her shoulder, "I'm going to take a quick shower before I lie down for a while. Why don't you join me?" I was helpless to resist, and desperate to cum. Perhaps more so than I'd ever been.

As I got in the shower with her I tried logic. Silly me. "Lisa, this is our vacation. I really didn't expect this. You have me so terribly horny I really can't take much more. Plus, I want you so bad. I don't just need to cum, I really need to make love to you. You look so incredibly hot I can't stand not being inside you! Please Lisa, this has gone far enough."

"Oh, Peter, that's so sweet. I do love you. And you have been a really good sport. Okay, I'll tell you what, you put up with me until tonight and I'll give you a really big surprise at the end of the evening. Okay? I'll even take it easy on you until then."

"Do you really mean it?" I asked. 

"Peter, you know I never lie to you!"

"I know" I was sure she was up to something, but I didn't know what, nor did I have any real choice.

We finished our shower and took a short nap. I awoke to Lisa's stroking of my once again rock hard cock. "I woke up and you were hard, I just couldn't resist," she explained.

"What about the taking it easy?" I replied.

"Oh yeah. Okay, lets get dressed and go out then."

With that she stopped and climbed out of bed. I wasn't sure if I was glad she stopped or not. My head was in a complete twirl. I was positive that if I didn't cum soon, I'd go nuts.

We dressed and headed out to the beach for our evening drink before dinner. Lisa looked the most stunning she had yet. Maybe it was my state, but she looked absolutely gorgeous and her outfit was another showstopper.

The evening went much as the previous nights. Dinner, then dancing, except Lisa was true to her word and took it easy on my libido, other than just looking good enough to eat.

We were off to our room earlier than usual. I hoped that was a good sign for me.

We were quickly in bed and Lisa told me she was very, very horny and wanted to feel my tongue on her clit. She pointed out that she hadn't cum since last night. The implication was clear; I hadn't earned any points today. Damn, I wasn't think straight anymore I was so horny.

I immediately buried my face in her snatch, licking and sucking with my very best techniques. Obviously Lisa hadn't exaggerated, within minutes she was shaking with her first orgasm. I didn't even slow down, I kept going until she was cumming again, which didn't take very long either. After her second I did slow down, but didn't stop. Wanting to prolong her third orgasm and hopefully earn her favor. It took quite a while, but I slowly built her up to a third orgasm. This one was absolutely shattering. She shook for what must have been a full minute, before going completely limp. I started to gently lick her some more, but...

"Stop, Peter I've had it. Just hold me."

I quickly complied. We were lying side by side with our arms around each other, and my rock hard cock trapped between our stomachs. Lisa felt totally relaxed. My cock was throbbing, but I had the good sense to just wait and see what happened next. It was quite a long time, but finally Lisa started to stir a bit and soon she had her hand on my cock, stroking it very lightly.

"Peter, that was fantastic. Now I'm going to give you the surprise I promised." As she cupped my balls gently she continued, "Wow, I can tell how full they are. Does my baby need to cum? Does it ache really, really bad? Oh God, you must really need it, huh baby?"

I could only moan "Oh God yes Lisa, please! I need it so bad, worse than it's ever been. Please make me cum." 

"Would you like to cum in my mouth and have me swallow every drop of that huge load you've been building up, would you like that?"

"You know I would, please, no more teasing, just suck me off now."

"You sure that's what you want, Peter?"

"Please, NOW, I'm so desperate!"

With that she said "Okay, lie still then" and started to lick my balls. She spent a long time just teasing my scrotum with her tongue before she finally started to take my cock deep in her mouth. Slowly she slid up and down my pole, slobbering all over my cock. I started to thrust my hips against her mouth and she immediately stopped. "Lie STILL! Or I'm going to stop"

"No, God No, I'll be still!" It was so hard to not thrust. She was going soooo slow. As I would get even anywhere near cumming, which of course wasn't taking much, she would stop sucking me and start licking all around my cockhead. Treating it like an ice cream cone. She went back and forth between these treatments several times, until it was obvious that I was about to cum no matter what. Finally she started a nice steady sucking. Giving me firm and long strokes, while massaging my balls with one hand. I was racing toward a climax. God it felt so good, finally I was going to get some relief. It was going to be an amazing orgasm, I knew.

My balls started to tighten and Lisa picked up the pace just a bit more. My cock swelled slightly and again she sucked harder. I could feel the cum about to explode out of my cock and the head swelled just a little bit more as my balls started their contracting. And WHAM! Lisa let my cock pop out of her mouth and stopped touching me all together. "Surprise!" she squealed. 

I screamed "NO! You can't. Oh GOD DON'T"

She was actually laughing, "I can't believe what a BITCH I am!" 

"No Lisa, you promised. You can't do this. LISA! PLEASE FOR GOD SAKE NO!"

I was almost in tears.

"Peter, I know this is hard on you, but, I need to know you've learned your lesson. You should have worn the suit I bought you on the first day. Also, you shouldn't have made me go all day without cumming today, and I shouldn't have to ask. Now, if you do better tomorrow, I'll let you put your cock inside me and fuck me for as long as you want tomorrow night. But you better behave between now and then!" With that she rolled over and pulled up the covers. I knew it was useless to say anything else. I had the worst set of blue balls of my whole life and was totally miserable. Sleep was slow in coming. The fact that Lisa had given me the chance to fuck her nonstop the following evening, if I only didn't mess up before then gave me hope and determination.

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The Vacation Ch. 06



Author's note: 

This is the continuation of the fourth in a series of stories about me and my wife Lisa. If you haven't already, please read part one and especially the Author's note with that part.

Thank you

Now on to the story:

 This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent.

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When I woke the next morning I was absolutely determined not to give Lisa any reason to be disappointed all day long. I could see that she was just starting to wake up herself. I pulled back the covers and stared at her beautiful body for a moment and then I gently moved between her legs and start to lick her pussy. It was soon responding by getting very wet. In a mater of minutes she had her knees up and legs spread as was starting to moan. I went very slowly, building her to a climax. It took many minutes but finally she was drenching my face with her juices and shaking all over.

"Wow! What a great way to wake up. You really did pay attention last night didn't you? Keep that effort up all day and your cock will spend as long inside my cunt as you like!"

Just the thought made my already hard cock even harder. A fact, which Lisa noted. "Come here Peter, let me see how full your balls are." As I stood beside the bed Lisa took my balls in her hands and started to slowly massage them, "Wow, Peter this must be driving you wild, these babies are sooo full. I don't know how you can stand this" she giggled, "But then I haven't really given you a choice have I? I don't know what's gotten into me, I am really enjoying being such a total bitch!" By now she was actually laughing.

"Lisa, I'll do anything you want today, just promise me you won't renege on letting me fuck you tonight, please!"

To my surprise she replied, "Alright Peter, you've been great. I promise you can fuck me as long as you want tonight. But you have to do it the way I ask, okay?"

Of course I agreed. I tried to make sure Lisa hadn't built in some loophole I was missing. But she promised I could fuck her as long as I wanted, as long as it was her way. She also promised that she wouldn't do anything to keep me from cumming once I was inside her. I thought I had all the bases covered. 

Lisa slowly released my balls and then rubbed her hand over her mound. A smile came to her face. "Peter, I think a little stubble is growing back. Would you shave me?"

I didn't want to do this. It would of course drive me even more insane. And God forbid I might nick her or something. But naturally I didn't have a choice. So into the bathroom we went and since there was no tub we had to do this in the shower. Lisa stood with her legs wide apart while I kneeled in front of her. I lathered her up and very slowly and carefully removed the very slight stubble that had grown back. I know that wasn't why she wanted me to do this. My nose was right at the height of her pussy and she was obviously very turned on by this. Her scent was filling my nostrils. I made sure I touched and stimulated Lisa's clit every chance I could. By the time I had her all smooth and rinsed I could tell she was ready for more. Her clit was swollen and sticking out of its hood. 

I set down the shaving equipment and without missing a beat started tonguing and fingering her. She was soon well on her way to a second orgasm of the still young day. I was determined to make her cum many times today. Soon she was holding herself up on my shoulders and cumming hard.

My cock was throbbing and twitching once again, and the day had hardly started. Lisa ignored that fact as she regained her composure. "We need to hurry or we'll miss the bus," she said, as if she had just finished drying her hair rather than having been brought to a knee buckling orgasm.

We had signed up for a snorkeling tour and the bus left in about 20 minutes. We quickly dressed in more conservative suits that day. It just wasn't practical to go snorkeling in the ones we'd been wearing by the pool. I stuffed my cock in my suit as best I could, grabbed our gear and we were out the door.

The tour was crowded, but we had a great time and the snorkeling was fantastic. It was a very 'normal' day and there was no cock teasing on Lisa's part. I needed the break and it would have be blatant for Lisa to do anything much in this setting.

When we got back to the room, we cleaned up and took a rest, got dressed and headed to the beach to watch the sunset. Lisa was still acting normal and doing no overt cock teasing. She wore another killer outfit, but nothing other than that. I was speculating that since we were going to fuck ourselves silly at the end of the night, she was planning an ordinary evening. And that's the way it went. Dinner and dancing, other than her whispering in my ear during the slow dances things like "I can't wait to feel your big, hard cock inside me, Peter" and "I'm going to enjoying you fucking me sooo much" and the one that got to me the most, "Oh Baby, I bet you can't stop thinking about what its going to feel like when you cum inside my moist, wet pussy, can you?"

Of course I couldn't stop thinking about exactly that!

Finally Lisa said it was time to go up to our room. It was all I could do to keep from running. When we got there I near tore my clothes off and hers too. She started to laugh, "In a bit of a hurry, are we?"

"Lisa, I'm totally frantic, as you well know!"

"Okay" she said as she finished undressing and walked over to start stroking my cock, "but in your condition, I'm afraid if I don't get one first, I'll never keep up with you." With that she lie back on the bed and spread her legs. The message was obvious. I didn't hesitate a moment as I dove into her lovely lips with my tongue. My instinct was to attack her clit hard and fast and then ram my cock inside her, but I managed somehow to control myself and be a considerate lover. She slowly built to yet another climax. She actually let out a little scream this time.

I slowly started kissing my way up her stomach to her breasts, where I concentrated on her nipples for a while. Then up her chest and neck and finally her lips as my cock head parted her pussy and slid deep inside her. Just as I started my first thrust she exclaimed, "Wait! My way I said."

I groaned loudly, but said, "Okay, I promised. How do you want it?" Not very romantic I know, but I was beyond caring at this point.

"Lie down here" she patted to the bed, indicating I should roll off her "I have to get something." She jumped up and went into the bathroom. It seemed like forever when she finally came out again. My cock had started to soften and was now only semi erect. She when to her dresser and I could tell she got something out, but I didn't know what. She took a few more seconds and did something, then returned to the bed. I still couldn't tell what she had with her. She sat on the side of the bed.

"This is how I want to do it" and with that she displayed a cock sheath, not that I knew what it was, it looked like a dildo and I was very confused and extremely suspicious.

"Lisa, you said I could put my cock inside you and fuck as long as I want. What's that for?" I was starting to get angry.

"And you will. But I also said, 'My way' and this is it. I'm going to put this on you and then you can fuck me as much as you want!" she giggled.

"NO! That isn't the deal we made" I was really starting to get mad.

"PETER" Lisa said in her most stern voice, the one that told me if I wasn't careful, I'd regret it even more. I struggled to get control of my anger. "I said MY WAY, now I'm going to put this on you and you are going to fuck me as much, as long, and as hard as you want. Which is what I promised you. I'm not reneging on my promise, so don't accuse me of doing so. It's this way or not at all, you choose!"

Even though I was mad, and knew I'd been had again, I also knew better than to fight the inevitable. Besides, I assumed this device would just prolong my orgasm and that Lisa wanted more before I finally got off. I couldn't have been more wrong.

Let me now explain this little gizmo, as I doubt most have never seen a device quite like this. It is an incredibly diabolic thing. When I later was able to examine it closely I understood. It is a very thin aluminum tube, just barely bigger in diameter than my cock for a length of about five inches. That part of the device is lined with a thin coat of soft neoprene (the stuff they make wetsuits out of). The end of it is a cock head shaped chamber that is just big enough for the head of my cock when it is fully engorged. It surrounds the cock head, but without making any contact at all. You can probably see where this is going.

The device is slid over the cock when its semi erect. Then Lisa stimulates my balls until a full erection is achieved. The tube portion is held tightly in place by the neoprene on the first few inches of my cock shaft, but there is no contact at all with the sensitive part of the shaft just below the head, nor with the head itself. The tube is tight enough that when my cock gets completely hard, the sheath is held snuggly in place and the tightness, while not uncomfortable at all, helps restrict the blood flow just enough to make the cock even harder and the head swell even more.

At this point there is no way to stimulate my cock enough to cause an orgasm, no matter how turned on I am. Even pumping away furiously at Lisa's pussy, the only sensation I have is the skin on the base few inches of my cock moving up and down. Its just not stimulation enough to get off. The sensitive part of the cock and the head are totally isolated from any stimulation at all.

The outside of the sheath is coated with a thin layer of that gelatinous rubber that is used to make lifelike dildos. In effect, that's what the sheath is, just with a way to put it over a real cock. The net effect is a device that is just slightly bigger in every dimension than my own cock, but very slightly. I'm almost positive that Lisa had it custom made using my own cock's measurements, but I can't be sure.

Now that you understand the sheath, let me resume the story. Knowing she had won again, Lisa took a small dab of lubricant and spread it all over my cock. Naturally as soon as she touched me I started to get harder again. Exactly what she had in mind. As that was happening, she slid on the sheath and made sure it was all the way down against my pubis. To completely harden me, she massaged my balls with one hand while holding the sheath tight against the base of my cock with the other.

Once my cock was completely hard and trapped inside the sheath, Lisa proceeded "Okay stud, now fuck me silly!"

At this point I still thought that the device would just prolong my orgasm. I quickly slid my now encased cock in Lisa's sopping pussy and started to pound away. I'm sure it was largely the head game she'd played, but within moments Lisa was cumming hard. I was quickly learning that there was barely enough stimulation to keep me hard. No way would this every make me cum no matter what I did. Yet I couldn't stop fucking her hard. And she kept cumming and cumming. It was the most frustrating thing I'd every experienced. I don't know how long it was, but I slammed away at her pussy until I finally was exhausted. And Lisa was just smiling and cumming the whole while. I collapsed on the bed next to her. 

"My God that was good!" she gasped "I don't think I've every cum that many times in a row. I think this new toy has serious potential!"

I just groaned. My cock was throbbing, my balls were aching as much as they ever had in my life and this damn thing was still keeping me hard even as I tried to catch my breath. After a few minutes my cock softened enough for me to remove the sheath. I tossed it across the room.

"Peter, don't get grouchy now! You've been so cooperative, I'm going to let you cum."

I was still suspicious, but said, "Do you mean it?" I was truly desperate.

"Yes, I do" Lisa replied, "but I'm too worn out after the way you fucked me. It's a good worn out though. Peter, I'm going to make you cum HARD, before we even get out of bed in the morning, AND no more teasing the rest of the vacation. We'll fuck and suck as much as you want, I promise. But I'm so tired I need to sleep now." And with that she rolled over and was asleep almost instantly.

It took a long time before I fell asleep. I kept playing over in my mind if there was still a trick left that Lisa would some how keep me in my current state even longer. I couldn't find one and finally fell asleep sure that in the morning this would finally end and I could look forward to lots of wonderful sex for the last few days of our trip.

To be continued...

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The Vacation Ch. 07



Author's note: 

This is the continuation of the fourth in a series of stories about me and my wife Lisa. If you haven't already, please read part one and especially the Author's note with that part.

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The Vacation

Part 7, the conclusion

As I slowly woke I quickly realized that Lisa had somehow restrained my wrists to the corners of the bed. I was lying on my back with my arms stretched up and out. Lisa was sitting on the side of the bed just smiling at me.

"Lisa, what is this!" I demanded, "You promised last night!"

"And I'm going to keep my promise right now. I said I'd make you cum HARD before we even get out of bed. Are either one of us out of bed?"

"No" I reluctantly agreed.

"And one of us isn't going to get out of bed until I say so, right?"

I just groaned softly, but in spite of myself I was starting to get hard.

"See, you're getting excited already, so don't complain" Lisa said as she reached over and ran one finger up and down the underside of my cock very lightly causing me to shiver. "Peter, I'm going to do exactly what I promised, and you'll love it. I'm going to make you cum harder than you ever have. And I'm going to start right now, but I'm afraid it might take a while."

And with that Lisa got on her knees between my legs and started to gently massage my balls. I was already rock hard and squirming.

"Lisa, baby, please! Finish me, I can't take any more. I really, really need to cum bad!" I was frantically begging.

"Oh, Peter, you can take a lot more and you know you want this to last. I'm going to make you cum sooo good! Boy, these babies are really, really full!" she giggled. 

She finally started to stroke me, very gently and very slowly. In my current state, however, it was less than a minute before I was on the verge of cumming. Lisa was already going so light and slow that she could only stop completely in order to keep me from cumming.

"Wow Peter, I'm not sure I can make this last nearly as long as I want. I'm even afraid to touch your balls, they look so big and full I think they might just explode," she giggled. I've often mentioned that I've never been able to cum from ball stimulation alone. But Lisa had never teased me to this point before. She was obviously afraid that in this condition I might actually shoot just from that.

"I just am not willing to have this end just yet. I know just the thing" and with that she jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. In only a minute she was back with what looked like a tube of lube. I knew it would feel great and was also sure that no amount of friction reduction would matter. As soon as she started to stroke me again I was positive I'd explode. And I was ready.

Lisa crawled back up on the bed and knelt between my legs again. She squeezed some of the lube in her palms and set the tube aside. She rubbed her palms together for a few seconds and with an evil grin on her face she reached for my cock and said, "Okay, here goes baby. I'm not stopping this time until you cum. But I think it might still take a while."

No way! I was positive I'd be cumming in seconds.

Again she started to very lightly and slowly stroke my cock. The lube felt cool. In a few seconds it felt very cool, like it had menthol or something in it. Very shortly my cock felt not only cool, but almost tingly. Not unpleasant at all, just different than normal. Lisa was stroking a bit more firmly and just a little bit faster. To my amazement, conversely the sensation was less than when she started out very lightly. Her grin widened and so did my eyes I'm sure.

"What kind of lubricant is that?" I almost croaked.

"Oh, its something new I picked up" she giggled, "like it?"

"Actually it seems to reduce the sensation of what you're doing, why?"

"Well, that's probably because its called, 'Prolong', it has a desensitizing agent in it" by now she was laughing. "The saleswoman guaranteed that it would prolong an orgasm regardless of the man's state. I guess this will be a real test, don't you think?"

"Lisa, baby, PLEASE, I need to cum. Make me cum, please. You ..."

"Shhh" she cut me off "just relax. I said I wasn't going to stop until you came and I'm not. Now lie back and enjoy, I know you want this to be good and it will. You earned it the last few days."

And she firmly and steadily stroked me using both hands. She rubbed my balls with the heel of her right hand while it stroked most of my shaft and her left hand steadily stoked and played with the head of my cock. Every other stroke she would twist her wrist as if turning a doorknob.

You can't imagine the frustration of this treatment unless its been done to you. It is very much a head game, but there is also the physical aspect. You can see and feel your cock being stroked in a way that should have you shooting cum all over the place, even without the build up I'd had. And there is definitely stimulation, it's just that the nerves aren't working right and you just don't cum. You feel right on the edge, and you know that the stroking should make you cum, but you just don't. Both the sensation and the frustration are unbelievable. 

This went on for quite a while (as is her way, Lisa had the clock turned so I couldn't tell for sure how much time had gone by) when she reached for another tube of lube.

"Lisa, no more please I..."

"Shh, I said! This is regular lube, it will dilute the 'Prolong' and the nerves in your cock will slowly return to normal. You'll be cumming hard in no time! Or do you want me to put some more 'Prolong' on to make it last?" she giggled as she set the lube back down and picked up the 'Prolong'.

"GOD NO! No more 'Prolong', PLEASE!"

"Then be quiet," she laughed as she put the 'Prolong' back down and picked up the regular lube.

I just sighed a loud moan, which elicited even more laughter from Lisa.

But she did add a goodly amount of lube to my already slick cock. Soon it was very slippery. And I could feel myself moving closer to orgasm again. Lisa must have sensed this because her right hand was now just massaging my balls and her left was lightly teasing my cock head, especially she would run her fingers around the very edge of the corona and over my frenulum. I was getting closer and closer, she was teasing more and more.

I was groaning and humping and pulling at my wrist restraints. Lisa got even more of the regular lube and while caressing my nuts with one hand started long, firm, steady strokes. The second application of the regular lube must have nearly (but not completely) neutralized the 'Prolong'. It was as if a switch had been turned back on. My balls got very tight, my cock got even harder and the head felt like it was swelling even more and I was suddenly rushing toward an orgasm. The feeling was overwhelming. 

To further demonstrate how well Lisa can read my body, about three seconds before I exploded she said "Oh yeah! Cum baby, cum real hard now!"

And that did it. My muscles went rigid and my balls and cock began to spasm and shoot cum all over the place. I'm positive I've never cum that hard. Some if it actually shot clear up to the head of the bed. And the volume was amazing, I know it was the biggest load of my life. Lisa kept steadily pumping my cock, milking all the cum out. I don't really know how long it lasted but it seemed like my orgasm wasn't going to stop.

Finally when it did, I collapsed. I felt totally drained, as if I'd run a marathon, which in a way I had! Lisa undid the wrist cuffs and went into the bath to get a wet towel. When she returned I realized I was actually a bit dazed. She cleaned me up and we just lied on the bed holding each other for a long while.

After the build up of the last few days, it wasn't long however before I was ready for more. We spent the rest of the morning fucking and sucking and giving each other as many orgasms as we could. We never left the room until lunchtime. 

Lisa was true to her word, as always. Any sexual suggestion I made, she was willing. Right up to the last minute. It was our last day and I'd sandbagged about 15 minutes regarding what time we needed to be in the lobby for our ride to the airport. 

"How about one last blow job to hold me for the long flight home?" I cajoled just seconds before we would have walked out the door.

"We'll miss the ride to the airport" she worried, not wanting to renege on her promise, but concerned about our flight.

I confessed I'd set her up just for this. And I did get a fantastic BJ as a final farewell to Mexico.

On the flight home I couldn't stop smiling. Lisa had given me the most frustrating few days of my entire life, followed by the best sex we'd ever had. I was sated. And was deeming this the best vacation we'd ever had. I was already mentally starting to plan next year's trip.

Lisa must have had some idea what was on my mind because she leaned over and whispered in my ear "I sure hope you enjoyed that final blow job you tricked me into, 'cause your going to pay dearly for it."

I couldn't help it, the smile on my face got even bigger.

The end

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